Inside the room

Inside the room, Nia and the still invisible Varis found themselves in a tense standoff. Varis struggled under Nia's firm grip, but each time he squirmed, she would press the blade deeper into his throat, earning a strangled gasp. This power play continued, the room echoing with their struggles, until she abruptly pushed him down onto his back and leaned over him.

Suddenly, Nia rolled the invisible man onto his back. She leaned down close to where his face would be, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips. “Time for some sweet dreams,” she cooed. Then, without warning, she exhaled a violet-tinted gas from her mouth. The gas swirled and danced around Varis's invisible head, infiltrating his nostrils. Moments later, his body slackened, and he reappeared, his sharp features looking dazed and disoriented.

Nia wasted no time. She straightened up, a peculiar bulge starting to form at the base of her throat. The bulge slithered upwards, elongating, until the tip protruded from her mouth. It was a purplish, slimy mass, slightly pulsing as more and more of it showed.

“Wha- What the hell is that?” Varis's voice was shaky, filled with confusion and fear. But he was too weak to resist, his body numbed by the gas.

Nia's throat constricted as the grotesque parasite stretched outwards, its eyeless head swaying over the prone mob boss. With a convulsive shudder, the entity started its downward descent, latching onto Varis's face. The panicked man could only let out a garbled cry before the creature squeezed its way into his open mouth.

“Get…fucking…off!” Varis growled, his muffled voice vibrating against the slug. His futile resistance only hastened the creature's journey down his throat, disappearing from sight. Varis's body arched off the floor, his muscles rippling with the struggle, and an unexpected sensation took hold of him. His eyes widened in shocked disbelief as an uncontrollable arousal coursed through his veins, resulting in a full-blown erection.

Nia smirked, sitting back on her heels, admiring her handiwork. “Oh, you're enjoying this, aren't ya?” she taunted, her tone dripping with scorn. She got up, leaving the newly possessed Varis on the floor, his heavy breaths the only sound in the room. “You know, normally I might've entertained the idea of a little fun, but unfortunately, we're on a bit of a schedule.”

Varis, now under the control of one of Cyrus' slugs, simply laughed, a hand already reaching down to unbuckle his expensive trousers. “No worries,” he said, his voice taking on an excited lilt as he fondled himself, “This body isn’t clean anyways, but a little self-love never hurt anyone. I'll make it quick, promise.”

His hand wrapped around his newly discovered cock, a wave of exhilaration crossing his features. It was clear that he relished the feeling of touch and physicality. “Nia,” he said between heavy breaths, “You ever think we could… get a slug in Jasper?”

Nia blinked at the unexpected question, then snorted a laugh. “Jasper? Really? We've got a mountain of work to do before he'd ever agree to something like that.”

“Shame,” Varis murmured, lost in pleasure. His body jerked as he came, his words faltering into low moans. “It'd be… quite a ride… being in the same… body as Jasper.”

Rolling her eyes, Nia nudged Varis with her foot. “Would you hurry up already? As much as I'd love to watch you bask in your own afterglow, time isn't exactly on our side.”

With a soft grunt, Varis cleaned himself up and pulled his pants back on. “Alright, alright. There's another way out of here. Follow me.”

They walked casually through the hidden passage, their conversation surprisingly normal given the circumstances. As they neared the exit, Varis sagged against Nia, feigning unconsciousness. Nia grumbled but hoisted him up into a fireman's carry, preparing to emerge from the passage and back into the world outside.