Caroline's Reprieve is Shortlived

Caroline felt a great relief as Tulah walked away from the bar, flanked by the models on either side.

Watching their swaying asses she couldn't help but wonder just where things could have gone. Looking at the couple straddling on the couch she imagined how nice the bar would have been for the models with some platforms and poles. With more couches to spread out on and eat each other out, or even be fucked on.

Gasping suddenly she gazed down to watch in wide eyed terror as her skirt shrunk against her body, clenching her pussy and ass, she screamed with excitement as the corrupted uniform was unleashed to consume her.

Struggling to stay upright she tore at the uniform, succeeding at peeling its increasingly elastic form from her body.

Casting it off with pain akin to ripping scabs from her skin Caroline panted with relief at being naked.

The corrupted garment fell lifelessly to the floor, the inanimate object having pulled life from its host, pouring all its corruption into her in its final moments before being discarded.

Caroline staggered upright for a moment. She fought the growing surge, the perverse thoughts, the suggestion to go collect the couples bill in sexual favours. She heard the screams and looked towards the glass wall and doors.

There was a sting. Sharp, painful and deep. Caroline clenched her chest as she collapsed onto her back her calve screaming in agony.

But that sudden searing wasn't agony. As it spread like wildfire within her her body shook, flexed and squirmed, her breath ragged and unevenly gasped and moaned in and out.

As the sensation spread from its epicenter it surged as pleasure. Marching up her leg from the source of the momentary pain Caroline was unable to control her body, gasping for air as her mind tried to grasp what it was feeling. Trying to look down her body Caroline threw her head back arching her back and grinding into the air as the pleasure spread through her pussy, prompting the first ever time she felt herself squirt.

Her clit cried for attention, her back as it settled back down came to rest on a warm damp smooth surface.

Wondering if she had just squirted, Caroline soon forgot about it as the small of her back spasmed from a sudden suction.

Caroline's resistance was side lined as she grabbed her aching nipples, moaning excitedly as she felt her tits swell in her hands. They didn't grow much, she was a sleek creature. Her pert B cups bordered being a C as they filled with her corrupt essence.

She wanted to just cum but helplessly squirmed more as she felt new thoughts.

Don't you want me?

Rolling over Caroline lifted herself onto all fours, rocking back and forth as if being fucked she gazed beneath her on the floor.

There was nothing.

She wagged her ass, feeling as if there was a new weight just above it, and a strange sensation as if something was whipping about.

Crying out all Caroline heard beyond herself was that couple. The girl was screaming for more like some sort of whore.

They're for us.

The strange thought seemed less foreign, almost if it was becoming part of Caroline's own mind.

Looking down her body Caroline cursed herself. Why wouldn't this stop?

The thought ended with a blanked mind as Caroline observed the strange sensation she had been feeling. It had come down from waving above her, long, slender, whip like. It pressed down between her ass cheeks, curling up beneath her legs pressing hard against her clit. Its stinger tip extending out just above the end of the tail.

I can ease the sting. But first we have to go to the couch.

Caroline panted for breath, her few resistant thoughts left crying out in objection.

Her soul fortifying itself amongst them, knowing that is how it'd lose.

The corrupt stingray like creature birthed from her tusk fusing with Caroline's corruption, eager to finish becoming one with her.