Only to Spread The Idol’s Influence

Quickly grabbing a few items she shuffled out to the floor, eyeing her targets as she infused the items thoroughly.

Passing off the items Corrina smirked at the prolonged stage show Larissa was giving.

She gave some gum to Steve and Carl. The “Ballroom Bouncers". They barely gave her a glance as they found their gaze drawn to the antics on stage.

Shuffling about the tables flirtatiously she “accidentally" bumped into Ashlee. As Ashlee stumbled and her drink tray looked to falter Corrina caught her and held her steady.

“Sorry Ashlee.” Corrina remarked, enjoying the slightly daze entranced gaze that replaced shock on Ashlee's face as her shirt and exposed midriff was infused with the Idol’s energies.

Quickly helping stand her back up Corrina meandered on, the highest targets on her mental list yet to be encountered.

The slender brown girl in her skin toned tight crop top and yoga pants watched as Corrina strutted away, stopping to grope the next waitresses ass as she made her way towards the patio door.

Bruce sternly looked around, he was among the oldest of the security staff, but at 6’8" and 300lbs he was usually content to just sit watch for brawls among the smokers, and catch unwise fence jumpers on the patio.

Pulling the burnt out cigarette butt from his mouth he glanced around the outside edge of the deck before reaching for his smokes.

“Here.” Bruce found himself stunned by the unexpected body holding out the smoke. As his gaze drifted unusually slowly up the bartenders body he shook his head as some impulsive thought tried to take form ahead of his realizing it was Corrina.

“Tch…” He clicked his teeth. *Not you too Corrina. You were such a nice girl, why did you have to go splurge on this… excess…” Looking away and lighting the smoke he had been offered Bruce tried to shake the strangely emergent urges trying to derail his moral line of thought as Corrina simply shrugged before gazing around at the crowd of smokers.

“Hell… When did you even have time?” Bruce then followed up looking Corrina up and down.

“Injections.” Corrina remarked before posing and giggling as Bruce became aware of his ogling and worked to consciously avert his gaze. “They can do anything with injections today. And no recovery time.” Corrina smirked, Bruce wasn’t the type to be up to date on the latest, hell he couldn’t even keep track of who was last elected.

“Of course.” Bruce grunted, his thoughts becoming occupied with resisting adjusting the seemingly awkwardly bunching up stiffening cock in his pants. Deeper thoughts questioned the last time the older man really had to deal with the issue at work.

Feeling the heat of the ember on his finger tips he marvelled at how smooth the cigarette had gone before discarding it in the cheap plastic stand for cigarette butts, as he happily took another smoke from Corrina as she waved playfully and slipped back inside.

“Stay off the stage, it’s a trap you’re too good for.” Bruce grumbled mostly too himself, shaking his head as Corrina was already gone. His mind drifted to thoughts of all the nice girls who had aspired for the stage and went through the meat grinder to find themselves with no options for anything better.

Holding the cigarette box clasped in her hands Corrina focused on infusing them further with energy, her mind focused on the desire to have more smokes to share. Somethinq the corrupt energies were all too capable of doing as the emptied cigarette slots filled and the cheap packaging smoothened out and began looking higher class.

Meandering the floor Corrina felt more invigorated than she could ever remember feeling at work. Flirting here, a quick kiss there, the few strippers who noticed her tits found themselves eerily aroused by the alluring, “Just you wait" Corrina gave in response.

Often with a lift and squeeze of their tits or ass.

Slipping behind a curtain Corrina looked across the assorted couches in the lapdance room. With a grin she blindly handed the unopened pack of cigarettes to Chad before slipping out to wait for his impending break.

Glancing around the ballroom Corrina couldn’t help but smirk as she strutted up to her coworker at the bar. She had been gone a while making sure that passed out guy was okay.