Peculiar happenings in the city

Olivia was out with her friends, dancing to the beat that seemed to shake the nightclub. She had noticed that as the night went on, the clubbers seemed to become much more liberal with each other, grabbing, squeezing, and grinding parts that would get them a slap in the face most of the time at best and a knee to the crotch at worst. Tonight everything was allowed, and the dance floor was a whirlwind of laughter and music and moving bodies. Olivia's head felt fuzzy, and she quietly stepped off the dance floor to clear it.

Olivia took a look around the club, seeing couples making out in dark corners, the throbbing mass that was the dance floor, and a single man sitting at the bar. The bartender was out partying with the rest of the club, and for a moment this struck Olivia as odd. She quickly disregarded the thought and walked up to the man. He turned to look at her surprised, then offered her a seat, which she took with a smile.

"I seem to have noticed that alone of anyone else in the club, you're not partaking in the festivities. Care to share why?" Olivia asked, accepting when the man offered her a drink.

"I've been content to watch so far, and see what becomes of my influence. But now... Seeing you, I think it might be time for a more hands on approach." With that, the man grabbed Olivia and kissed her. As soon as their lips locked, Olivia began to feel lightheaded. Sounds faded. The world spun. Her body burned. She felt her mind warp. Her ambitions, her beliefs, her knowledge from 4 years studying Finance all drained from her head. It was replaced by lust, pleasure, and sex. She felt her body shift, her breasts, ass and hips growing as her waist thinned. Her hair, formerly a muddy brown that went to her shoulders, became long black hair that reached her waist. Finally the kiss broke, and Olivia looked down at her new body with a smile.

The man smiled at her, taking in her new body. Olivia rose from her seat and, giving her best sashay, slipped onto the man's seat and quickly hardening dick. The two shared another kiss, and Olivia felt her body and mind mold to his will.

"So, Master, what do you want to do to your new personal slut?" Olivia asked. The man looked out at the club, and responded slowly. "I think that our first step will be to infect everyone in this place. I've been letting off pheromones for a while, but we need some proper agents of the infection." With that, he grabbed a passing girl and shoved her between Olivia's legs. The girl went instantly, and understanding what was expected began eating Olivia out. She moaned in pleasure and came all over the girl's face. She began to change, her body and outfit warping until she became a giggling bunny girl.

The man then sent her out to infect others and rose, offering his hand to Olivia. She accepted, and felt her own outfit shift to better suit the theme the man was rapidly creating.

Olivia grinned and grabbed another girl into a kiss that rapidly sent her transforming too. Olivia ordered her to start serving drinks that had been laced with her spit, then joined the mysterious man in a booth in the back. She slid in next to him and felt him begin fondling her breasts. She moaned and slid her hand down his pants. She freed his dick, which by now had reached a massive 10 inches. She began giving him a handjob, and chanced a glance at the surrounding club. Her little bunny was serving drinks to all the booths, and the dance floor had begun to descend into an orgy.

She turned, moving her outfit aside and impaling herself on his cock. Olivia let out a loud moan, only to be cut off as the man captured her lips with his. Olivia felt her thoughts scatter as an orgasm approached, the first of many. She came, and knew that she would never be the same.