Emilia (different author)

Malcom reluctantly decided to dress his horny body, as finding a woman would be needlessly more difficult if he didn't. His more improved physique fit poorly in his old clothes now. The reconstruction of his body burned a great deal of the fat, leaving him that much more attractive, that much more effective and enticing new prey.

Now dressed, Malcom stalked out of his room, his erection straining down his pant leg. The floor he was on seemed barren. He sniffed the air and could only smell 2 people, and from the tinges to their scent, they were already claimed. Malcom needed to find someone *fresh*. Moving to the elevator, he decided to try the floor above. With a ping the doors opened and he was in the new hunting ground. And there was definitely an untouched host body nearby.

Malcom honed in on that sweet scent, arriving just outside her door. Even through the heavy wood, Malcom could hear muffled conversation. He knew she was alone though, must be a phone call. Taking his time, he braced his hands quietly against the door frame, and started producing pheromones. His penis engorged, some precum dribbling from the tip aided in the amassing of horny chemicals in the air. He recovered for a second and stood back up straight. Satisfied with the cloud of pheromones, Malcom heard the woman stop talking which was his cue to knock hard on the door.

Emilia had just put down her phone when her hotel room door started banging. Emilia was a sharp woman, a successful sales rep at 25, her lithe features always helpful. She had brunette hair that was tied up in a tasteful pony tail, and was wearing a smart but casual skirt and top. She had acquired a small tan while working out if this hotel, he normally pale white skin now a healthier hue.

She strode over to the still banging door, a perturbed face on her as she was unimpressed at the insistent person interrupting her. She flung the door open ready to scold whomever dared intrude on her day so brazenly. Whatever she was expecting wasn't Malcom. She saw a not unattractive man his clothes seemed a little baggy around the waist and tight around the chest and arms. Emilia ignored this though, and took a deep breath in order to dress down this random man for being so rude. Emilia coughed. She suddenly felt a little light headed, and she felt a fire ignite in her crotch. This man was impertinent and intrusive but... he was easier on the eye than her first assessment of him. Her eyes darted up and down him as her brain stalled. That was when she noticed the rather excitingly large bulge reaching down his pants, and the spot of dark precum having soaked into the fabric. The fire, the burning need to be filled spread from her crotch and across her entire toned body. She needed this man, and it looked like he needed her.

Malcom stood watching the woman who opened the door transform from ready for a hellbent tirade, to hellbent on getting dicked. He saw her confidant stance soften, her legs starting to rub together and her hands going from pointing at him to caressing up and down her curves. He stepped forward, gently pushing the woman back into the room and kicking the door closed. He embraced the confounded woman, holding her tightly, making her breath in more of these intoxicating chemicals. She looked up at him with wide, inviting eyes. A contrast to the irate gaze she held not even half a minute earlier.

Malcom took her into a deep kiss, pumping plenty of his tainted saliva into her mouth. A stab of shocked pierced through her hazy mind at this, but only for a second. This man tasted so good, she only wanted more of him. With the aphrodesiac saliva bring gulped down by his mark, Malcom began to strip the pair of them.

Emilia fell forwards onto the bed, her nude ass being proffered to this hunking man. Emilia was not averse to the more perverse pleasures of the world, and even in her submissive state, she had preferences. " I need you... I need you in my ass. She's begging for that long, hard, shaft to pound her." She wiggled her shapely rear at Malcom. Malcom's enhanced dick and balls hung from his nude form, his erection pointing his dick right at the holes on offer. The ancillary slug was straining to be let loose, it wanted to dive right into those sweet holes, to squirm inside and lay claim to the temple that was this slutty woman's body. Malcom climbed onto the bed behind Emilia, and lined his cock with Emilias ass. He planted one hand on either hip, gripping her firmly before pulling her back onto himself. She squealed in delight as she felt her asshole poked, then pushed then filled. Warmth radiated out from the penetration, and she leaned back into the thrust to take every inch she could of this godly dick.

Malcom struck up a pace thrusting in and out of his plaything. She was putty in his firm hands, her firm ass cheeks slapping against his now toned thighs. While Malcom would love to fuck her ass all afternoon long, he was here on a mission, to deliver a slug into a suitable breeder. And he had his balls tapping against one such suitable candidate. Pulling Emilia upright, dick still buried inside her, Malcom groaned into her ear. Accompanying the teasing groan, Emilia felt rope after rope of cum stream into her ass, filling her with warmth. Her own orgasm piqued during the onslaught of cum in her ass, her tight ring spasming and clamping onto the thick rod squirting semen inside her. She fell forward, Malcom's orgasm still pumping her full when she felt his cock somehow engorge even further. Her ass was spread wider, a thick girth forcing it's way down his shaft. With one final grunt, Emilia felt something shoot out of that wonderful dick inside her. That was the last thing she felt before an alien consciousness overwhelmed her own. It began adopting and adapting her thoughts, her memories for it's own purposes.

Malcom flopped down next to the slutty and now possessed business woman. Her eyes were fluttering underneath closed lids, the parasite buried in her cum filled ass working hard to reprogram and reform her into a host capable of converting semen into more parasites. Malcom cuddled his new recruit, and rested with her while the changes took place.