Jess wants a shower and a little change

“Stop,” Jess said softly, but firmly.

It was like someone hit George with a baseball-bat directly at the chest. He stumbled back and gasped surprised, his cock twitching wildly, still spraying cum on the ground.

“Thanks for the fucking,” Jess said with a wink. “And the information. I’ll visit your children soon enough to fuck them just like you fucked me.”

“Pussy. Ass,” George groaned. “Need. Need to…need to fuck you.”

Jess shrugged. “Yeah, I bet. But I am not the only woman in the world and I am done with you. Nothing personal. Just expand your horizon, Georgie, and you’ll find someone to fuck again. Bye.”

And without looking back, her wings spread out of her back again and she flapped into the air. With the wind blowing in her face while she started to fly, she noticed how messy she was. Cum was dripping out of her ass and pussy, running down her legs, her black hair was sticky with semen and the rest of her body looked like she had been in a bukkake festival for hours.

“Shower,” Jess muttered to herself and landed by the next open window, climbing through it with ease.

She stood in an empty bedroom, but she could hear moans from beneath her and, with a short mental exchange with Iris, she felt a couple down there. Iris sent a short image through her brain how a blonde girl was squirming on the countertop, her pussy getting furiously fucked. The rest of her partly eaten breakfast slowly got kicked away from her, while the man rammed his still enlarging cock with loud grunts into her.

For a second, Jess' thoughts drifted away from getting clean and she felt the urge to get down into this kitchen and devour cocks, pussies and mouths like she loved it. But maybe because she had been fucking for hours now, maybe because she felt a bit tired, or maybe simply because she hadn't showered for a long time now, Jess didn’t follow her horniness.

She opened the door from the bedroom and found the bathroom just the next door to the right. It was a pretty and clean room, and Jess immediately went to the shower. She stepped into the little cabin and went to turn on the water, but her hands stopped just above the tap. The constant feeling of pleasure, which Iris had delivered to her for weeks, waved through her body, but right now, she had the feeling it would disturb her.

‘Iris,’ she ordered mentally, ‘can you stop it?’

‘The pleasure?’

‘Yes,’ Jess said and looked into the mirror over the sink and stretched her wings, so that they extended widely. ‘I just want you to pause it for a moment.’

‘We’ll see what we can do,’ Iris answered.

Jess nodded and touched her black hair, running her hands over the little horns. She really loved her demonic appearance, but she somehow felt that it would disturb her now. She really didn’t know why, but she felt the wish to be undisturbed, even from pleasure, for a few minutes.

She closed her eyes and focused completely on her appearance. She gasped as she felt a heat on her skull and her back, so incredibly hot and pleasurable that she clenched her hands to fists. Her pussy ached for relief, but Jess didn’t touch herself and let the heat take over her whole body. As the wave of hotness stopped, Jess opened her eyes and looked into the mirror.

A smile flushed over her face as she looked at herself. Her wings were gone, just like her horns. She looked like her old self, just with quite enlarged breasts, a way more defined female stature and a sharpened facial expression. She put her head to the side and stared at herself thoughtfully, running one hand through her sticky black hair.

Jess watched herself in the mirror and cupped her breasts with her hands, miraculously not feeling aroused by the touch. Seemingly, Iris did what Jess asked her for and stopped the permanent lust that connected her to all her Infected victims. She just was horny on her own now, just a young, nude girl in a bathroom, with a desire to touch herself. 'A very good looking young, nude girl,' Jess thought as she looked in the mirror, 'better than before.'

“I like it,” she said to no one in particular, but an idea came to her mind. An idea of changing things just a little bit. She never had thought about getting rid of her demonized look, but now where she changed herself back to a sexy version of her old self, why not experiment with even more body changes?

“Why not, Jessie, do it,” she encouraged herself and looked determined at her face in the mirror. “Back to the roots.”

She closed her eyes again and concentrated, until she felt very hot again. This time, she didn’t felt the desire to touch herself and she knew that she succeeded in making a pause. As the warmth didn’t flood her body anymore, she opened her eyes and traced one finger down her hair. She had extended it through her will and it was now long and silky, just as the hair of her sister, Sue. She never had long hair since she hit puberty, mostly because she wanted to be different from her big sister, but now she quite enjoyed how well it fit her.

Jess ran her hand over a strand of silky hair and touched a lot of the cum that George left on her.

“Ugh,” she sighed. “Wonderful idea to make him a cum-fountain, but holy fuck, I do stink. I'll take a shower.”

‘While you do so, do you want to…’ Iris start to speak again, but Jess interrupted her with her voice.

“Iris,” she said softly, but stared at her own reflection in the mirror very seriously and determined. “You can make me look different. We both can do many sexy things and a part of me really wants something in my pussy right now. But, let me for once…enjoy alone. You are still with me, I can’t change that and I don’t want to, you know that. But…just let me shower okay? No sudden orgasms, no surprise shadows gushing out my pussy and fucking me against the wall, nothing. Especially not a visit from Mister I-fuck-everyone-mad. Ok?”

Jess looked at her own face and for the blink of an eye, she felt a disappointment that wasn’t hers. But then she heard Iris' calm voice. ‘Of course. We’ll give you your space.’

‘Don’t worry, send one shadow to look for an adequate toy and we’ll have fun later,’ Jess winked and looked at the bathtub.

Iris did as Jess told and with a gasp, a shadow left her pussy and went through the closed door of the bathroom. Jess went to the shower and turned the water on. It wasn’t immediately hot how she liked it and her nipples went hard in an instant as cold water flowed over her skin. As the wave of heating up water streamed onto her body, she felt her horniness growing in her body again, but she didn’t slip her fingers into her pussy now. She grabbed the shampoo and soaped herself, enjoying the warm stream of water and the feeling of her (now way longer) hair hanging heavily against her breasts. Sensing nothing else than the chilling sensation of getting clean, Jess stood in the shower for a few minutes and smiled into nothingness, her eyes closed.

While she showered, Jess felt somehow strange. She needed a few moments to understand that she just felt not horny and, for a moment, Jess was worried. Her whole body was so used to horniness and the constant need to fuck, she just wasn’t used anymore to a ‘normal human body experience’. But now, with just getting clean and fresh after maybe hours of fucking, Jess felt…normal. Not thinking about the next cock in her pussy, not pleasuring her body through the thousands of nerves connected to the virus…it felt so unnatural for her now. But somehow it was also calming. To remind herself that she was just a human. A human with sex-magic and an incredible, tempting entity within her, recently joined by a second entity in her brain that wanted to fuck everyone in submissive slaves. But now she was just a human girl, showering herself and feeling nothing more than relaxation.

After a few minutes of not touching herself more than to soap and wash her, Jess turned the water off and stepped out the shower, strolling towards the tub. She let the water fill it and tied her hair into a bun. After doing so, she stepped inside the half-filled tub and sank into the warm water, sighing satisfied.

“Iris,” she muttered with closed eyes. “You can come back. Are you there?”

In an instant, an orgasm rocked through her body and her eyes snapped open, her back arching. Her whole body seem to come alive in an instant and Jess moaned out loudly.

“I guess that’s a yes,” Jess squeaked as her whole body trembled in the aftershocks of her sudden climax. “Holy shit, damn, that was good.”

‘We got what you asked for, Jess,’ Iris voice cooed softly and Jess looked to the side, smiling as the door opened and a shadow flew through her, in its misty hands a glass-dildo.

‘_Found in the first drawer of the house-owner'_s night table,’ Iris commented, while Jess took the dildo and the shadow fizzled out.

‘Thanks,’ Jess mused and stroked with the tip of the dildo her swollen clit. ‘What time is it?’

‘3pm.’

‘Enough time then. I still have a town to infect. Oh, and I'll remember to visit these teenagers in their camp. But there's still time.’ Jess slowly circled the dildo on her outer lips and teased herself very softly. Just lying here had something calming and relaxing too, but now where Iris was in her mind again, Jess also felt very aroused again. With Iris' return to her mind, she felt just as she loved to feel: wanted, loved, horny for sex all the time, and getting pleasured on top of that.

“Ah fuck, I love this,” she moaned, moving the dildo faster in and out her pussy now.

Soon Jess was cumming in the tub over and over again and groaned out alone in the bathroom. After a few orgasms with the toy, she put the dildo away and fingered herself while picturing herself in some of the scenes taking place in the houses around her. Because they all got infected by Iris, Jess could just access their minds and watch them fuck. She could see through a woman’s eyes in the neighboring house how a muscular man fucked the woman’s mouth. In the next house, a girl’s ass got rampaged by a fat prick. A few streets further, a woman got kissed senseless while her pussy got teased by the man’s hand and Jess stayed a few more minutes at this particular scene, enjoying this very erotic image while fingering herself in the tub. And for a while, she pictured herself in such an erotic image…getting kissed over and over, while a man fucked her passionately and deeply…preferably a man she knows...Jack for example…

‘Jess,’ Iris voice interrupted Jess' thoughts softly.

“Hmm?” Jess moaned as an answer.

‘You should look outside.’

Jess pulled herself away from the two lovers that made out so fiercely and rolled her head to the side, looking out the window. Her eyes narrowed in an instant and her relaxed mood vanished. Because what she saw made her very suspicious...