Picking winners is hard

"I think little Debbie over here is ready for some enlightenment," you say, ripping her shirt open. A couple of swipes with your clawed hands and a tug later and you drink in her hardened nubs, darker than you expected and surrounded by small areolae. Her pale breasts atop the ruined bra bear the same cute freckles that dance across her face. You're torn between wanting to help complete your friend and reveling in the nascent debauchery around the rest of the club.

The mental conflict only increases as you see a pair of sinfully curvy brunettes fiddling with the doors and know the odds of plundering every last soul in the room have soared. Behind the bar, or rather on top of it, the bartender has interested a couple in a different sort of refreshment. A tawny-haired full-figured woman licks between Julie's legs while the bartender kisses her mustachioed man. Their fingers fumble with buttons as they barrel toward a threesome served up for all.

Around the room you see some eyes darting around in concern and confusion at the pockets of lust erupting in the club, but far more hands furtively rub crotches or dip into soaked panties or squeeze clothed tits. And the amount of cocks out for stroking is steadily rising, with a few ladies tossing aside all pretense as well, as the patrons bathe in the surfeit of sin around them.

Emily is now pounding half of the Asian couple doggy style, the customer's pants pooled around her legs, while her girlfriend and the dancer play with their sticky pussies as they lap up the action. Karen's stripper looks feverish as she bounces on your friend's tail, and a handful of tit now juts out where there had been nothing to start the night.

David has drawn reinforcements to deal with the randy MILFs. A wild-eyed blond with flowing hair and budding breasts sits on his cock, hands linked with a brunette whose dress still bunches on her torso as the male stripper feasts on her pussy. Max Pierce has reappeared to plow another blond with her ass up as she eats out a friend with a bob, pierced navel and a unicorn tattoo. A light-skinned Latina — another dancer? —rocks on the floor with a tramp-stamped blond, a thick strap-on (apparently real this time) plunging into the MILF's hairy snatch. Mrs. Pierce is locked in a 69 with the final brunette MILF, her arms covered in arcane tattoos that may not have been there to start the evening.

The current song intended for dancing prominently features the lyric "let your body die," which the previous stripper is busy giving new meaning. Her skin is now flush with what would be an extreme spray tan as she's spit roasted by two chiseled men. Her firm, overripe tits, slightly pointed ears and nails scraping the floor mark her advanced corruption. "Mankind is in the hands of a monster/An ogre gorging on this fallen despair," you hear as you absorb a brunette member of the group with a cock filling her ass as a friend (playmate?) does her best to lap at her nether lips while diddling her own box. A blond with soft curves and her lover feast on the action while having their own spirited fun.

Up on stage a fully nude Megan grins and taunts the audience as a patron spoons her from behind. She has thinned her glamour, so there's that much more delicious tit flesh bouncing for the crowd's delight as the stranger pounds her on the ground. Destiny is gripping the edge of the stage, as if she was about to make an escape, but instead a heavily tattooed Asian with a lip ring and decent curves is wrecking her pussy with a large sex toy.

A nearby cry startles you from your reverie. Celeste has trapped Deborah's hands and thrusts into her friend as she stands behind her, their bodies clapping together. Her rosy skin, shifting hair color and flashes of what looks nothing like a toy between her legs might betray her true nature but are largely irrelevant by now. And so you produce your own sinuous tail and introduce it to Deborah's pucker. It slips in easily as she nears Lilith's embrace.

The opening notes of "White Wedding" reverberate through the club as you and Celeste double-stuff Deborah. An ecstatic pulse hits your bloodstream as Lilith claim the first soul in the room. Deborah is so, so close but it's the last stripper who now is burnt orange with a tail wrapped around the ankle of the pussy eater. She pulls her prey closer before claiming her sex with the black-tipped appendage. The men bookending her don't slow their pace, nor do the couples around them, who instead decide it's time to swap partners.

Karen is fully demonized as her dancer bucks on her lap. Another welcome jolt hits as the stripper throws her head back and she relinquishes her soul. Her canines elongate, newborn crimson titties shake and a pair of white horns poke through her silky mane.

"Fucking ... yes!" Deborah squeals as the room nears a boiling point. An ecstatic look is plastered on her face as you and Celeste pillage her holes. Across the room Emily has switched it up, with the other half of the couple now riding her reverse cowgirl. The position allows her to watch her bae and the curly-haired stripper furiously scissoring.

The bartender is now splayed across the bar, rosy tits jiggling as the customer muddles her sodden twat. The likely nubs crowning her head and nascent fangs in her mouth are hidden by the statuesque goddess riding her face.

In David's group, the tattooed blond has ripped off the strap-on, which she pumps into the Latina's hairy twat. Across her lays a brunette who swapped David's tongue for her friend's fingers. Max is showing off his demon strength — and the firm ass of his partner — in a vertical 69 with the bobbed blond bobbing on his cock. The heavily tattooed brunette takes David's thick pole while her feverish friend writhes on her face. And Sam Pierce and the last MILF are enjoying a thick double-ended dildo.

You catch an engorged customer rise from his seat and stalk toward the shorter half of the stacked door-closing pair, who have been meandering the room. She giggles as he spins her, hikes her dress past her ample hips and impales her on his stiff pole. The other woman casually unzips her dress as she continues to stroll and slithers out of it. She walks up to two of the masturbating ladies, waves and they're quickly dueling for what to stick where.

"Oohh, ohh shit!" Deborah howls as you and Celeste drag her last human orgasm from her. You witness her breasts balloon out as she receives Lilith's gifts, which also appropriately include jaguar-like spots covering her now fawn-colored skin. Black horns grow from the top of her skull and a new tail caresses your own.

"Infected girls do it better," the singer declares on the latest track, and you couldn't agree more. And whether it's the siren call of the song or not, the long-cresting wave of passion finally crashes over the room. The transforming patron roars as he pumps a black load into Megan, who drops the last of her glamour. A few gasps rise from the crowd as the newborn incubus leaves Megan, pushes aside the sexy Asian stripper and plunges his dripping fuckstick into Destiny. The Asian isn't alone for long before Megan is lapping at her pussy and working her tail into the dancer's backdoor. She drops her own glamour with a laugh to reveal baby blue skin capped with twisted black horns and a tumbling silver mane and puts her own tail to work in Megan's sweet cunt. And Destiny at last finds hers, with a string of obscenities ushering in her physical changes.

Emily also has dropped her glamour as she rails a now pale-blue Asian with emerging nubs atop her head and juicy tits on her torso. Her equally blue girlfriend is spearing the stripper's ass with her new gift while tongue-fucking her pussy in a 69.

Over in your orange sister's group two new hulking incubi are pounding a pair of rosy brunettes. The remaining sweet-faced blond is stuffed by the other two men as she deepthroats the ocher tail of the succubus.

The bartender also has welcomed Lilith, her dusky orchid frame stretched under the male customer, who's quickly bulking up as the corruption deepens. He alternates attending to the demon's honeyed twat with ogling his ripening partner. Even by demon standards her tits will be magnificent. She grins madly as she urges the bartender's tail to penetrate deeper into her core.

And by David two crimson succubi are thrusting into their tattooed friend as raven threads mix in with the blond. The bobbed blond, her arms, tits and legs now covered in a kaleidoscope of tattoos, is locked in a 69 with a former slender brunette, now a chartreuse siren with an hourglass figure, knockout tits and spiraling horns. Max and David plow another newborn succubus and Sam Pierce, who explore each other's mouths while they stretch out the writhing Latina stripper with their tails.