Nia Loses Herself to New Instincts

The stair well door flung open, a half naked man stumbling out full speed, pants flailing in the air in one hand as he blindly fled for his life.

“Oh shit.. oh shit… fuck… fuck… fuck…” The muttered cursing pulled on Nia’s ears, a new question of feeling the now pointed peaks pivot atop Nia's head joining the assorted other dropped thoughts.

The slamming fire door, the scrape of chaotic running slippers pulling across the pavement, the thrumming of his panicked heart. Nia’s senses were flooded, her heart pounding akin a war drum as Nia felt the pull of a lunge, the strangely euphoric feel of her hands impacting the ground, her now fully digitrade legs thrusting her forward again in instinctive pursuit.

Nia’s thoughts marveled in disbelief, her mind riding the rollercoaster of her body as it became more alive than she could imagine in pursuit of the half naked man.

The air rushed across her exposed skin, tingling pleasurably as more hairs sprouted into coating her back and sides.

YES!!! Nia excitedly thought, feeling her tongue dangle wildly as her jaw opened and she landed on the man's back grappling him, toppling him and rolling with him. Ending the mere seconds of thrilling pursuit.

As Nia let go of her toppled prey she landed on all four with supernatural agility, quickly launching and pinning the man’s shoulders, staring his shocked face down, as smoothly and blindly she raked his boxers free and ground her pussy down atop his fuck stick.

Growling in joyous delight Nia moaned as her wet, swollen pussy lips pressed against the now exposed, and helplessly rigid cock beneath. Each ridge of the cock toying with Nia as she found herself even more aroused and sexually craven.

Nia’s instincts yielding as her mind submitted to her body.

“Oh gawd… I can’t believe I’m doing this.” Nia enthusiastically gushed ignorant of the cries of objection, or the flailing hands trying to fend her off, as she slowly felt the cock blindly, smoothly begin to slip into her slit. The tapering euphoria of the chase ceasing as it began to rise in joyous sexual victory, her hunt feeding the sexual hunger Nia had been in denial and unaware of the true depths of its existence.

Nia howled skyward in achievement as she began to fuck down upon the man as his distressed cries relented to grunts of wanton pleasure, flailing hands squeezing and grabbing at Nia as he lost his valiant escape, surrendering to the pleasure and desire of the corrupted woman he now humped up into. Her warm moist pussy milking his cock firmly yet smoothly. Nia’s breasts seeping corrupting nectar as he groped and fondled them in his hands.

So lost was Nia in the instinctive, reflexive pleasure she didn’t notice as the man beneath her slowly sunk away into the ground, as his cock was replaced with a manifestation of the corrupted grounds atop which she fucked. Just like the ones she had rejected not much before she lost herself to the instinctive pursuit of this man.

Nia was completely lost in the sensations and off guard when she felt herself pressed down against the ground, the asphalt once more suckling her tits, a snap, and snarl escaping her clapping maw as her now dextrous phallus tipped tail was pushed out of the way, and her ass felt the pressure of something forcing entry.

“You’re never going to cum like that.” Darryl snarled into Nia’s ears, before biting down on her shoulder and joining the rigorous rutt, Nia feeling disbelief at the new pleasure of being double penetrated.

“Then cum in me.” Nia snarled back, eager to feel the warm release of cum within her, desiring the oh so close orgasm, unaware of how her body was betraying her immortal soul, having surrendered it for just such pleasure.

More… More had to be the key, Nia considered. Nia’s tongue setting to work as another phallus manifested from the ground in front of her, Nia’s new lips and long snout instinctively and expertly lapping and sucking on the cock as if it were just like the knotted prick tugging heavily and passionately in her ass.

“You have to let it go….” Darryl huffed, crying out as he and Nia climactically collided and his corrupt seed was finally planted inside the new pack member alongside that of the earth bound souls she had been fucking and sucking beneath her.

Darryl, scrambled off Nia, a clawed hand tugging on her arm as he bolted into the bushes, Nia following thoughtlessly, ready to fuck more, unaware, until she heard the crunching, rolling advance of tires down the back driveway.

Nia rolled in the underbrush relishing the simple naked joy of her new body on the cool damp morning soil as the car soon parked.

“Day shifts arriving.” Darryl whispered stalking up next to Nia.

“So…” Nia remarked, grinning broadly, tongue toying with her fangs, forgetting about the anger, and hate she had initially held for her attacker. “Just fuck me while we watch them come in.” Nia invited rolling onto her stomach and raising her ass invitingly with a wiggle.

“I can’t wait to chase another one down.” Nia added, a strange pleasurable surge chilling through her body. The last of her soul's hold on it slipping away, Nia moaning quietly and softly as she fully felt the Idol’s influence seep into the core of her now soulless being.