Elyse Visit the Security Office

Elyse howled in pleasure one hand firmly clenching the head of the last uncorrupted security guard onsite between her legs. Her blouse hung open, breasts on full display as Darryl periodically gazed up from her smooth mons across Elyse's enhanced human form.

Stroking through his hair she complimented her “good boy” as he voraciously ate her out.

He was so enthralled with the task and the delectable pussy juices he had been seduced into tasting the office phone ringing didn’t even enter his perception as Elyse answered it.

“Hotel Security.” Elyse cheerfully answered smiling salaciously as she shoved Darryl's face deeper into her pussy to muffle his moans of joy at eating her out.

“Hello, this is Damien from head office. I need two people there to work a double tonight. We just secured a contract for Sherway Mills, they need added security tomorrow while the mall is closed in prep for a midnight madness grand opening sale. I’ve already re-alloted tonight’s guys to work there, and we want anyone willing to work the next couple days not needed there at the mall.” Damien rambled on hurriedly. The Security company had only so many employees almost all in use on other contracts. But this mall contract was desperately needed to grow the profile and scale of the company.

“Sweet.” Elyse enthusiastically replied before suppressing a moan as Darryl sucked hard on her clit. “We’ve got you covered. I’m sure we can at least get Jake, Andrew and myself there tomorrow.” Elyse replied thoughts of how enjoyable a mall dedicated to spreading the Idol's influence could be. They’d have a couple days to corrupt objects and slowly add disenfranchised retail workers to their ranks.

The thoughts caused her to gasp as she squirted onto Darryl's face, provoking him to double his endeavours.

“Thanks. We need 8 people and now I might need to make fewer calls. Make sure everyone is prepared for a long day, I'll e-mail the details of when where etc to the general office email there.” Damien was gone from the call abruptly off to find the final souls needed for work the next day.

Elyse hung up the phone moaning in delight at the continuing affections she was receiving. “Darryl, how do you feel about fucking me so good it’s absolutely sinful?” Darryl just chuckled in response, part of him was still questioning what they were doing or even how he ended up between her legs as she sat on the desk.

But much like the wonder at how much her appearance had changed it had slowly faded away as irrelevant. “Give me ten minutes to grab a condom and make sure everyone is busy and not likely to walk in on us.”

“I’m on birth control, and let them walk in. They can fuck me after you while I suck you until you cum on me.” Elyse responded. In truth everyone was busy sweeping floors for staff and guests as well as things to infuse with the Idol's growing hold over the hotel's reality.

Andrew was supposed to be hitting the HVAC systems for the common areas as Jake and the others stalked staff in the assorted back corridors and maintenance areas. Before long the hotel would exist as a Venus flytrap for wayward travellers.

Darryl got up from between Elyse's legs and gazed over the bank of camera feeds. Something felt off, some strange tugging on his instincts. Grabbing a radio he wondered where the other security guards might be.

“Jake what’s your twenty?” Darryl broadcast.

Jake was in the laundry room when the call came in. Pulling his cock from the Latina he was fucking he stepped away as she moaned sadly into the cock of one of her co-workers. Stepping away from the noises they were making Jake scooped the radio from his discarded uniform.

“Jake here. Just patrolling over by the laundry room. A staff member said they think they saw someone prowling back here. Do you need me?” Jake responded, half wondering if Darryl wanted to double team Elyse. Glancing over at the staff he had been involved with it was clear they were going to keep going. Across the room James had two Asian women quickly shedding their age as they shared his cock, another male co-worker beginning to wet his cock in one of their pussies.

“No your good Jake. Just doing a head count. Andrew what’s your twenty?” Darryl responded by radio, content in the thought Jake would be tied up at least half an hour checking those corridors.

Elyse embraced her arms around Darryl, slowly she began unbuttoning his shirt from behind whispering in his ear, “Don’t worry about them. They can watch us. Enviously…”

The idea aroused Darryl, but at the same time he had heard stories of security guards fired for fooling around on the job. And he needed his job. He exhaled heavily as he felt Elyse's hand grab hold of his cock.

“Andrew here. I’m back by the ballroom HVAC with Omar getting his imagination going.” Andrew replied, he and Omar were busy corrupting the filters in the ventilation units. Their aim was to get the more distant parts of the hotel spreading pheromones for the Idol in advance of its gradual corruption down from the hotel tower.

“Can you both go check the fire exits to make sure they’re secure.” Darryl instructed, that should occupy them for 30 minutes.

“10 4.” Andrew replied to Elyse's delight.

Darryl found himself spun around strongly by Elyse. Before he could say anything she shrugged her uniform shirt off her shoulders, fully exposing her F cup breasts and fondling them. “Lose the clothes and lie down Darryl.” She commanded alluringly, running a hand down to her pussy. “Or do you plan to keep me waiting.”

Darryl shimmied his pants off hurriedly before pushing the chair out of the way. Stripping his shirt off he hung it carefully to avoid wrinkles before laying flat on his back, eager to be mounted by the woman who so eager and easily seduced him when she walked in.

"Wait, what about a condom?" Darryl asked his rush to get laid suddenly paused with the thoughts.

Climbing atop of him Elyse slowly positioned Darryl's cock. "You don’t need a condom, I want to feel you cum deep inside me." Elyse luridly utters before thrusting herself down on top of Darryl's cock. Gasping in relief at the feeling of a cock back within her Elyse set to work vigorously bouncing up and down along the shaft.

Darryl grabbed her ass, eager to help hoist her during the fuck only to find his hand clenching her firm bubble butt following as it bounced. His cock was throbbing and aching in pleasure, Elyse seemed to clamp around it tightly as her pussy eagerly milked it.

“Not bad Darryl. But I wonder if you can do better.” Elyse taunted with a husky voice. Deliberately stoking the fires of lust and desire in Darryl. Laying against him she let him begin to set the pace and thrust cupping her breasts, elated to be corrupting another soul for the Idol.

Before long Elyse screamed in delight as she climaxed arching her back and grinding deeper down on the lengthening cock within her. Kissing across Darryl's face she looked into his eyes trying to grasp how coherent he still might be.

Darryl stared deep into Elyse's eyes feeling a growing feral desire to fuck more. His cock throbbed with increased sensitivity, he had never known such arousal to keep his cock rigid with desire after climaxing. His cock cried to unleash a load of cum, but found itself unable. He found his mind sinking in desire, alongside it his whole body.

“Do you have what it takes to fuck me like the bitch I am?” Elyse asked relishing the **** whimper Darryl made as his cock found itself unsheathed from Elyse's pussy.

Reaching down to fulfill his cocks desire to be touched Darryl felt something wasn't right. His hardened cock was misshapen, it was larger too. As he stroked it almost probingly he gazed at it in a daze of disbelief. Here in his hand he felt a cock, which he felt himself stroking, but it was further, longer, and seemed to end in a knot.

Elyse knowing not to leave him too long to come to realizations stood on all fours looking over her ass at Darryl waving it alluringly back and forth. “I’m waiting, big boy.” Elyse luridly invited drawing Darryl's gaze and attention from his transformed cock to the ready and waiting bitch.

Darryl licked his lips as he gazed upon the dripping wet pussy before him. But still he sensed something wrong, as he ran a thumb across his wet knot. Something told him he should go get help.

But what harm could one more fuck do?