Jeb and Dorothy, Her Neighbours

Jeb pawed at his precious fresh piece of ass the instant he became aware of coming back here.

He and his wife were too far gone, having indulged and graciously embraced all the crumbs of life, pleasure, and youth the Idol had offered the slightest scrap of.

Dorothy like her husband had awoken here, no longer human, no longer burdened by worldly concerns or their souls. Just craven sexual appetite for more pleasure. There was no curious question of their clawed hands. Changed bodies, or inhuman features.

Where Jeb had set to work on the hunched body of Daniela, Dorothy had browsed the carnal buffet around them, even considering something from the caged selection overhead.

But the newest arrival just beckoned, like the only light in a dark room.

How many times she had watched the young woman as a child while her mother worked late nights or weekends. How innocent and protective they had been of her for so much of her life.

The perversion of infringing upon that safety she had helped provide was too damping to resist.

The Idol had graced Dorothy and her husband the opportunity to embrace it, to nourish, and bask in its glowing and warmth, much like a campfire you’re simply enjoying as it slowly burns out.

Daniela didn’t question how she knew these two demons where the sweet gentle elderly couple that used the babysit her and the assorted other kids that had grown up in the building. If anything she wanted to flaunt even more her depraved reciprocating of the sweet pleasures they were now giving her.

Their rutting a perverse feedback loop of reciprocal use for each other’s enjoyment. Something to show, to share, to offer. Daniela moaned lavishly around the cock like tail in her mouth, delighting in its taste, the warm electrifying feel of it, the shift of it snaking in, out, deeper.

As Daniela felt it reach the depths of her comfort she gurgled, choked, fought coughing, and pushed for more. As her eyes watered she wanted nothing but more. Caring not for breath as the corrupting pleasurable warmth was welcomed to refine her body.

Melting the ore of her natural body, freeing its sexuality, and mind of the impurities that would obstruct the pure carnal form she was being smelted into.

Daniela had always looked up to Jeb and Dorothy, the good example of genuine upstanding community members. Always helping, always volunteering.

Now, as she reciprocated all that, and more. Daniela idolized them for more. The way they were making her feel physically, they way they lewdly encouraged her, to please herself, to use them like she so crudely used her boyfriend.

With a pull of her hair Dorothy lewdly lectured how they were going to fuck Daniela just like this next time they saw her in the halls.

“The clap of your ass, the cry of your screams for more will beckon all the neighbours in the hall.” Dorothy lewdly fantasized aloud. “And then, when Jeb’s done filling your snatch, we’ll leave you there on the floor, coated in cum. Ready for the next neighbour to use.”

Daniela trembled and quaked in orgasm at the idea, feeling her pussy, her ass, tighten and grip, then milk Jeb. She wanted it. She yearned for it.

Daniela felt her body shift and move in ways she didn’t think possible, vibrating as she heard Jeb cry out in primal pleasure, as the fire of his seed was unleashed within her. Daniela moaned softly as she was dropped to the floor, used, and full.

Feeling the molten trails of cum left as the cock pulled from her ass, the tails of Jeb and Dorothy snaking free. Daniela basted in the corrupt fluids, the strange almost incendiary need left in their wake as Daniela was finally abandoned on the floor.

God she felt so alive, so invigorated, so sexually hungry. Daniela considered as she sat up and took a moment to enjoy and explore her form. Cupping and lifting her small melon sized breasts, the latin girl stood and admired her now perfect curvaceous proportions.

What Daniela couldn’t notice as her sharp manicured nails teasingly danced across skin that felt alive with pleasure, was the angling of her ears, or the yellowing hue of the whites of her eyes.

Daniela looked about wondering who she could fuck next, delighted to see the hyper sexualized and demonic perversions of neighbours she knew so well. Her eyes drifted up to the caged spectators above, looking for something she couldn’t quite describe.

Her manifesting demonic nature seeking the most distraught soul, to torment by fucking their increasingly soulless embodiment.

An appetizer to tide her over until her boyfriend drifted off into the most real sex dream he could ever have.

Seeing them up there, her Super Billy, fraught with the increasing challenge if trying to jerk, as his own soulless counterpart had already awoken here, and now plowed the forbidden ass of Mary.

Jeb and his wife just cuddled hopelessly in a cage together, trying not to look down, suddenly all too aware of the price they were to pay for embracing the rejuvenation they had been offered.

There she was, a figure that only made Daniela feel ever more excited as her ears were able to some how clearly make out the **** pleading.