Admire the new hospital

Samirah could smell the difference in the air. The hospital had changed.

The scents of disinfectant and cleanliness were still floating around, but under them she could now perceive a low and deep vibration, like a discreet humming that didn't belong to any human sense but announced to every creature of darkness who owned this building. The Idol had claimed another stronghold. She grinned and walked out of the corridor. In this cozy hearth of perversion, she could unleash her new ravenous lust, fuck feeble humans, corrupt them and feed their souls to her dark god. Yes… Now that sounded like fun.

Passing by, she took time to watch the people waiting in the hall. She was surprised by how weak and sad they looked, lost in a gray and dull world while she and her brethren were laughing and sucking every drop of pleasure they could.

For a brief moment this thought felt alien, and a remnant of purity spasmed in her mind. Was this really her ? Was that really her thoughts, prude and devoted Samirah thinking like a demon ? Frowning, she focused on herself, searched her mind thoroughly until she found that fragment and mercilessly burnt it to ashes, embracing her new self. She used to be weak, she used to devote her life to an absent god and deny herself the pleasures of the world, but that time was over. Now she would relish hedonism and spread corruption at any occasion, she would show the world the wrongness of the path they were in and invite them to join the ranks of the Idol !

She caressed her wide and luscious lips, resisting the urge to fondle her massive tits. A predatory smile stretched her lips. She had been given a new chance, a chance to fully enjoy the pleasures of the flesh, to fuck boys and girls alike, to feel the blissful thrill of corrupting innocent (or devious) souls into horny demons.

And she would love it.

As she passed the bathrooms, she caught the scent of the woman she had bumped into earlier, or rather her new, corrupted scent... She briefly considered joining her to see what kind of creature she had become, but her curiosity was more drawn to the rest of the hospital. How much of it had changed ? Was there anything left for her to do ?

Still, she couldn't let her new friend play all alone…

"Mrs ?" she grabbed the shoulder of a boring 50-something woman. Her hairs were just starting to gray, and while she still maintained some beauty, the threat of time was looming over her. She would do the trick. "I have an urgent appointment, I'm already late for it, but there's someone stuck in the bathroom and she needs help. Would you be so kind to help her ?". The lie, a thing she would have never even envisaged before, came out effortlessly and convincingly. The woman accepted and headed to the bathroom. There, a good thing done. Now, onward to her new life…

She went up to the 3rd floor, deploring there wasn't anybody to share the elevator with. She was just so eager to corrupt someone for the first time, to feel their lust grow monstrous, their body twist and mutate into sexy creature while their soul descend to the Abyss where the Idol dwelled. She didn't count the minotaur guy, he had been an accident, a mean to get relief. What she wanted was to actively transform someone…

Alas when the doors opened, she saw she would have to wait a bit longer to know that pleasure. The whole ward had been corrupted.

Several couples of demons were fucking in the entrance, moaning and screaming like animals, spraying their juices on the floors, walls and surprisingly even the ceiling. The air was already thick with lust and magic, the Idol's energy pulsed all around her. It had barely been 5 minutes since she turned but every human of this floor was obviously already corrupted. Not that it didn't have some advantages…

She bit her lip and ran a finger across her aching pussy. She was dripping wet, and without her inhibitions, just craving to be filled by one of the cock displayed here, feel it spread her cunt make her cum like a whore. She would have jumped right in if it weren't for a more powerful desire. She needed something else. Someone else.

Shuddering, she walked around the rutting couple and headed down the corridor.

Nurses, patients, doctors, the cleaning crew, everybody had fallen and were in the process of fucking each other on every spot they could find. There wasn't a room that wasn't occupied by rutting beasts, and beds seemed to be pretty optional.

She passed a small-breasted griffin with torn nurse clothes bent over the laundry trolley, fucked thoroughly by a very hunk demon. In one room, what looked like a family of reptilian beasts were intertwined in a mating frenzy, occasionally letting out a "Oh yesssssssss" of devious bliss.

The building itself hadn't started to change, the ground and the walls still had their warm colours, there were no trace of anything out of the ordinary, but she could feel the Idol's influence at work. Through the three dozens of creatures indulging in the pleasures of the flesh, Its power was seeping and slowly invading the ward. She couldn't wait to see the results.

On a stretcher, she recognised the two care-worker students she had seen flirting a few days ago, Tom and Harry. The cute and awkward boys had transformed into sexy and lean incubi, passionately making out while one literally plowed the ass of the other.

She stopped for a moment, just the time to relieve the pressure a bit. She pinched her nipples and slipped three fingers inside her hungry pussy, immediately moaning and dripping on the floor. How had she never done that before ??? She kept pumping her cunt and fondle her tits, watching the bottom guy moan and violently arch his back, his huge cock sending massive spurts of cum flying everywhere before they resumed their session.

She scooped a handful from the walls and licked it thoroughly. Very tasty, she should come back for more fun times with the two twinks, but for now she had an other target in mind.

Suddenly her eyes locked on a feminine silhouette coming toward her and the rest of the world disappeared. Her steps were more gracious than any dancer she had ever seen, displaying fluidity and confidence, sexiness and power. This alone made her shine with an aura of authority and lust, only confirmed by the rest of her body. Her huge breasts firm and bouncing with each step, her large bouncy ass to attractable kind of lustful stares, her thin and elegant black fur, as a dark as the night, contrasting with hairs of such a vibrant ginger she would have been burned as a which in the Middle-Ages. Her face was a delicate feline muzzle, her tail was undulating behind her and swaying playfully, like a final touch to perfection.

Samirah was completely frozen, and by the time the cat demon arrived, her heart was racing and her crotch was soaked. Some vague part of her brain was aware this used to be the experienced ward chief, Margaret Sanders, but mainly she recognised her as the corruptor of the hospital, imbued with power earned through her dedication, she was the Mistress.

She moaned and shivered when the woman caressed her cheek, appreciating the softness of her caramel skin. Samirah's newfound confidence paled in front of her desire to obey and please this woman, to curl up with her and worship her all day long ; and when The Mistress ordered her to reveal her true form, she didn't hesitate one second.

Margaret ran her hand into the hissing snake hairs trying to wrap around her fingers, and delicately grabbed the back of her head. She leaned forward and pressed their mouths together. Samirah moaned and locked her arms around her mistress's neck, melting into the kiss as two clawed hands began to feel up her body, caressing the large curve of her ass and gripping her back. She tightened her hug and shivered at the feeling of their breasts mashed together.

Without being told anything, she dropped to her knees and slid her tongue between Margaret's engorged and soaked lips, getting her first taste of pussy. Lesbian sex, another old taboo happily broken. What would her family say upon seeing her like this, eating out an other woman and loving it ? A shiver of pleasure ran up her spine and she began to tease her clit. She had to make her mom and sister experience this bliss, there was no way she would let them in the dark.

The incestuous thoughts only made hornier and more eager to please her mistress who grabbed her head and pressed her harder against her crotch, smearing her face with warm juices. Samirah replied by moaning and adding her fingers to the deal, expertly fucking her as if she had done that her whole life.

All of her body was ignited with desire, her own juices were pooling under her, her cunt throbbed with the need to be filled by something more than her fingers but she wouldn't dare leave her mistress unsatisfied. She kept on sucking on her clit, sliding her serpentine tongue as deep as she could inside her and fingering her like she tried to summon a genie.

Finally, after several minutes of ragged breaths and tensed muscles, Margaret let out a scream of ecstasy and sprayed her pupil with a torrent of potent aphrodisiac juices.

Samirah immediately fell face first, her hands maniacally rubbing her pussy and trying to appease the inferno of lust she suddenly bursted in her crotch. Her ass was arched in the air, an invitation for anyone, literally anyone to come and stuff her. But they were all already busy…

Margaret helped her on her feet and led her to her office. The poor girl was staggering and couldn't stop masturbating, whining, almost crying with lust, she didn't notice they were arrived until Margaret said "Look up, there's someone who wants to see you."

She did and saw him. Nick. His appearance was much sexier now that he was a dragon, but she knew in her heart it was him. She left the doctor's arm, ran toward him and jump in his arms, locking him in a deep kiss he happily returned.

Margaret smiled and closed the door as she left. Nick hadn't even let Samirah down, he had directly shoved his large cock inside her pussy, pumping in and out in an awkward but apparently efficient fashion. Those two needed some time alone.