Ben mingles with the crowd

Ben inspected his work and found it to be good. The greasy pigs nap had done wonders for his weary mind and body. He had waddled into the dinner hall ready to use and **** his talent, only to find he didn't have to. Previous commands and his toxic nature had created a positive feedback loop in the large crowd.

Women hiked up their dresses, and in some cases completely removed their pants, in order to toss their underwear into a growing pile by the door. Such casual exposure enticed many women to sit in rather unladylike fashions with their knees apart and their kittens on display. That pushed others to reconsider putting their pants back on, which in turn lead to several bottomless guests and servers.

The toxin took its toll.

If it was acceptable for women to display themselves then it was acceptable for everyone. The men, having not been made resistant to sexual urges, reacted as one would expect to such sudden displays of pussy and ass. More than a few erect cocks had been let loose and the hall already had a few carnal exchanges. They were all low key; blowjobs off to the side of the room or handies under tables, but as people saw others go further they themselves went further.

They rolled with it. They rolled with everything. In that moment Ben had come to realize that his open ended command was perhaps the most effective command he had ever given. But that command, "roll with it", was specific to the wedding. The moment people left they'd be free to consider what they had done.

His lips curled into a wide, yellow smile.

That was the plan; pull everyone down to his level, make them indulge in depravity and filth, then let them go. Let them realize what they'd done and be forever sickened by the memory. How many marriages, beyond June and Erics, would be destroyed that evening? Ben didn't know, but he hoped it would be all of them.

There was always the risk of retaliation. On some base level the guests knew everything was wrong and he was to blame. He knew that if by some miracle they were all freed of his power he would be killed immediately, but that made it better. That made walking through the dining hall with his disgusting cock out and his hands wandering across every bare bottom and exposed cunt he found so much hotter.

The vile intruder spotted an elegant woman, red headed and wearing only a blouse, standing by a table near the bar. He mashed his hand against the table butter and approached her from behind.

"I... Excuse me!"

"Just roll with it."

One fat, buttered up digit jammed itself against the womans exposed rear. If not for its impromptu lubricant and her sudden relaxation it would have never penetrated her ass. But penetrate it did. The sausage like finger slid slowly but firmly up the womans backside. When knuckle dug into soft flesh her anal **** started in earnest. Ben pumped his finger as hard as he could to loosen her up for a second digit. The red head began to pant. Her cheeks flushed. She layed herself upon the table to give easier access to her ass. She rolled with it.

Ben wanted to fuck her. He wanted to slam his unwashed, grotesque cock into her ass and paint her guts white. He wanted to make her husband eat her gaping hole when he was done with it. But he couldn't, not yet. The sloshing in his heavy, sweaty balls had a special target. June.

"You her husband?"

The man at the table nodded.

"Offer your wifes ass to anyone you see checking it out. And you..." He slapped the redheads delightful butt hard enough to leave a hand print. "... you're an anal fiend now."

The commands came with only a small pinprick of pain in one of Ben's lobes. They also came with no restriction on time and were unbound to the wedding. The couple would follow those commands until, presumably, the day they died.

When Ben pulled his fingers from her gaping hole the woman immediately took an empty beer bottle from the table and reached back to slide it in their place. He grinned at the thought of setting another whore loose on the world and turned to the head table. The slimeball hadn't taken more than a few steps before he heard the womans husband offer her ass to a passer-by.

Her ass was going to be destroyed by nights end.