Aiden has his sights set on the newlyweds

Aiden could hardly say he wasn't having a good time. After fucking the bride's sister into a hell whore, he had gone on a rampage with Grace, focusing on spreading the virus to as many people as he could before worrying about corrupting them the rest of the way. Unsurprisingly, some only needed an excuse, readily throwing their lives away and embracing the virus and their new forms. The new demons helped spread the virus faster, each transformed guest eager to bring their friends to the same peaks of ecstasy that had fueled their own changes.

Now, with most of the party well on their way to becoming sex demons, Aiden fixed his eyes on the two that he had made sure no one touched: the bride and groom. He walked purposely towards them as they cowered behind the main table, clinging tightly to each other and watching their friends and family reaching new heights of debauchery.

"Ah, the new couple," Aiden said, stepping out of the orgy, the bride and groom's eyes immediately shooting to him. "Allow me to offer my most sincere congratulations to the both of you. A successful wedding is an absolute chore to pull off. I hope you don't my own little touch. Something to liven the mood."

"This is your doing?!" the tuxedoed man asked, shouting over the noise of fucking that filled the room. "You're responsible for turning everyone into these demons? Why?!"

"Why? Well, the list goes on," Aiden said, idly grabbing a convulsing girl and shoving his cock down her throat, which she quickly went to work sucking on. "I was bored, I can, I need an army, some bitch caught my eye. Really, it all crossed my mind. To list every single reason would take far too long, and we don't have nearly enough time."

"You bastard! You **** my sister!" the bride screamed suddenly, tears streaming down her face. Aiden considered her words for a moment.

"You'll have to forgive me, Renee," Aiden said, pulling her name and her new husband's from one of the discarded programs lying around. "But do you know how little that narrows things down? I've crammed my cock in so many women in the last hour alone, and most of them weren't too enthused about it initially."

"You grabbed her first, she was standing right next to me when you did," Renee said, tears falling from her eyes. Aiden thought for a second.

"Wait, the first one? I didn't **** her, she was begging for me to fuck her. In fact, if I hadn't been there, she probably would have been the one doing the ****. So really, you should probably thank me. Plus, I haven't turned you both into gibbering maniacs only able to think about cumming yet, so there's that." Aiden momentarily switched his attention to the woman deepthroating his dick, cumming explosively down her tight throat.

"What kind of maniac are you?" Victor the groom said, gently holding his wife. Aiden came down from his orgasm, dropping the newly transformed demoness as she savored his seed.

"A horny one," the pale demon said, savoring his afterglow for a moment. "Now, a little game for the two of you. I propose that if you two can manage to control yourselves and only fuck each other for the next...oh, how about half hour?...I'll leave your minds intact. You'll have all your mental faculties, free to love each other and whoever else as long as you both shall live, blah blah blah, et cetera. Otherwise, you can enjoy the rest of your lives as manic sex fiends. Now, get to it." Aiden turned around, idly waving his hand. The couple stared at the retreating demon, utterly confused.

"Aren't you going to...infect us or something? Touch us at least? That's how it spreads, right?" Victor asked.

"Oh yeah, for everyone else," Aiden said, glancing back. "I'm special. Plus, I laced your food ages ago. Just waiting for the right trigger." He snapped his fingers dramatically.

Instantly, Renee and Victor felt heat and lust ignite in their bodies, their small forms rapidly growing out. Renee's blonde hair turned scarlet and gained half a dozen inches, her eyes changing to match. Her small body grew slightly taller, hips and ass growing to match and then some. But it was her tits, already large for her frame that really exploded, going from slightly above average jiggling mounds to huge, wobbling mountains, her fancy white wedding dress absolutely exploding as they pushed past its limits. Black horns sprouted from the sides of her head, though no tail or wings appeared to match. Renee's face flushed red as her pussy twitched, her body screaming for a cock. Luckily, there was one close at hand.

Victor had doubled over as his own round of changes had taken place. He grew, his height going from 5'7 to a towering 6'5. His skinny frame bulked up slightly, packed with lean muscles. His legs cracked and twisted, black fur sprouting as his feet changed into goat hooves. A long powerful tail grew from the bottom of his spine, its length almost as long as he was. His glasses fell off, no longer needed, face reforming into a much sharper version of itself. Finally, horns grew out of his black hair, which was quickly turning into a long, flowing sheet. His dick burst out of his tattered pants, shooting a small load of cum onto the floor as it lengthened to ten inches and his balls expanded to the size of oranges, working to supply him with a never ending reservoir of cum.

Aiden heard the demonized bride and groom tackle each other, immediately starting to rut like animals. He idly wondered if they would be able to keep to themselves. He did give them a bit of an overstimulated desire for sex, even for members of the infected. Still, he hoped they would. One last gift for the happy couple. Satisfied with his work, he shot a thick rope of cum all over a group of kissing succubi, the corrupted women giggling and squealing as they competed for his thick seed, before he looked around at the transformed demons, the last humans quickly surrendering to their lusts and the irresistible bodies that surrounded them.