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Chapter 48 by Drakavius Drakavius

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Katy Lies In Wait...

Katy watched as the bride entered the ballroom, smiling at her knowingly as she sensed the heavily corrupted essence exude off of Heather.

The Idol influenced her objectives. The hallway was empty, or close to. Katy could hear the grunts and moans of a couple fucking nearby, likely too enthralled with coupling to heed the summons.

Not that they were out of the Idol's grasp.

Letting the dress slip to the floor Katy immersed herself in the simple pleasure of not just exposing her perfect slender form, but in reverting to her now natural form, her right hand sliding along her collar, finger and thumb on the diopside gem as if it was a lens needing focusing.

Katy hummed pleasurably until she heard it. Such a sweet sound to her ears, eyes shifting excitedly to the door she focused on the growing pleasurable hunger within her.

As the doors slammed open she gasped in delight, "Say cheese." Katy teased as the white opal on her forehead flared, the black diopside gutting large chunks of the people's souls and inhibitions. A scream of pleasure echoing out from Katy as she climaxed off the shards of stolen soul passing through her into the Idol's hellish dominion.

Fingering herself she surveyed her victims, amused as some grabbed at the next wave of people fleeing.

Katy smiled wondering just what wonderful fates awaited them all.

Hailey arched her back, groping herself gasping in uncontrollable pleasure. Her mind trying to hold onto cognitive thought, thinking about how she had just been fleeing whatever those people had begun turning into. Gazing upside down across the floor she couldn’t help but marvel at the supernatural beauty strutting towards her and the similarly pseudo paralyzed throng of people around.

Hailey felt increasingly like she was cooking alive in her dress, looking around lewd thoughts crept at her, eroding her chain of thought as other people started rolling around, stripping, fondling, grabbing, fingering, and making out.

Surveying the assembly of people suddenly overcome by pleasure with their soulful inhibitions having been stolen away. Katy dropped to her knees amongst the throng of souls she was about to harvest, wondering just which ones were worthy of being blessed like so many others in the Idol's thrall.

Katy kicked one woman's hands aside, clearing space for her pussy to lock lips with her squirming prey. Tugging on the long blonde locks for a moment she reached back and ripped the woman's dress open.

Katy's body was in absolute euphoria at the large chunks of soul she had ripped free from her prey. Reaching to her left she pulled one guy closer as he ripped his cock out and was masturbating it openly. Guiding him up to her tit by his hair.

Feeling him quench his thirst, Katy soon shoved him off aggressively. Giggling as a volunteer crawled up and mouthed her right breast, the first discarded man now sucking on a woman's exposed tits while stroking himself, and fingering her.

One brunette with curled hair seemed to recover some composure, rising from the writhering mass and staggering to run as Katy simple grasped her black gem like a lens and let her white gem flare.

Hailey watched as Katy whipped her tail about in delight, arching her back and screaming as she orgasmed and squirted across the face of the blonde eagerly eating her out while masturbating.

Standing back up Katy admired how much more vigorous the people captured in that soul stealing shot became, joined by others who had fallen flat to the ground running away further down the hall. Stepping over and between her victims as they began weaving into an orgy of sexual aid she surveyed the further consumed souls of her second soul stealing shot, focusing specifically on the one girl.

“Such care, such… Compassion.” Katy gloated, as she came up on the now prone brunette. “But its all gone now. It felt exquisite taking those things fueling your modesty.” Grabbing the girls neck Katy pulled her upright, turning her to look at the increasingly lewd crowd.

The blonde now sat atop one man's face, stroking a cock to one side, fingering a woman on the other, as one of men captured in the second frame staggered to shove his cock into her mouth.

Hailey had rolled over, regretting the length of her dress as she made out with a girl while laying on her stomach, an arm beneath her fingering herself as she watched what had been that woman's date start to penetrate her.

Katy leaned to the ear of the brunette that had almost escaped, “What do you have to say?”

The woman's mind however was scrambling to piece the veritable cliff faces of thought together, character trait and motivations suddenly ripped from between them. The Idol's passive corruption of her through the food, the drink, and the music began to surface and fill the voids. Alongside instinct, arousal, and sexual hunger.

The woman scrambled to free her breasts, her tongue reaching out from her mouth in suggestive new ways and lengths as her body began aggressively transforming in the absence of so much soul.

She smiled with a playful glint in her eye, happily cupping her tits as they spilled free from the dress meant to contain them before they grew.

Happy with the response Katy shoved her off towards the souls more intact, strutting around to those only in the first picture crashing through the door.

Katy crouched down and began crawling all over them, leaving a kiss here, receiving a kiss or a suckle there, grinding her pheromone emitting body everywhere.

Crawling past Hailey her tail teased at the petite girls wet snatch, before Katy found herself enwrapped in the throng of bodies now sexing each other as much as trying to sex her. Katy lay back as if being gang banged, fingering, stroking, kissing, sucking, fucking and being fucked as she prepared them to sacrifice themselves for the Idol's eternal bliss.

“FUCK YES! HARDER! HARDER!” Katy cried out in the midst of the circle jerk of women and men she was the center of. Arching his back in orgasmic bliss Katy unloaded her tail on the face of an Indian girl and Asian sucking on the phallus tipped tail they had tackled.

As the man's soul was ripped free he screamed out in delight, leaning back oblivious to how his body had begun being absorbed into the possessed building, his last act as the hotel enveloped his being his still erupting cock popping free from Katy's demonic pussy. Gushing black cum up into the air as if a sprinkler as he disappeared into the floor.

Those splattered by the large spray of black cum were driven into an even more rabid sexual frenzy, the droplets of cum quickly being lapped up and spreading the sexual craze as the blonde that Kate had sat on the face of took the recently departed guys place, her own tongue already twisted into a long forked tip, eager to delve into pussy, mouth or ass to lap up cum.

Or just to taste.

Hailey felt herself losing out as the mass of writhering bodies weaved tighter around the source of all their hellful descents. Her mind drawn to think about a video she once saw about when garter snakes mate after hibernation.

Some of the bodies as their wills were broken and souls consumed melded together as the hotel consumed them, the Idol deeming those individual not worthy of transformation, their last desires condemned to possess the very structure it had corrupted and would haunt with them.

Hailey looked at the mass, her pre-existing sexual preference tugging on her to not bother with any of the men. Despite the pleasureable surges she got dragging herself across cocks, or having cocks spray across her. As she yearned for someone to bond with.

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