Good question, but something has to happen soon

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON?!?!" Aires roared in an increasingly nervous Owen's face, who purposefully looked away so as to not make eye contact and have to stare at those orbs burning with black hellfire.

"Look, Aires, it just happened, we haven't really seen anything happen, I can't make a guess about anything when I haven't-"

"Then do whatever you need to do to tell me why my pregnant wife just turned into a fucking dark elf!!" the Divine king growled, doing his best to reign in his anger.

"I will, I promise. Just kind of an aside though...I think you should probably stop her. I think she's fucking that girl's soul out." Aires turned to see that his tainted wife had twisted her features again, becoming a hissing, thick-muscled, and tattooed demoness with the pitch black hair, horns, and enormous cock to match. She did seem to be fucking the life out of a chocolate-skinned woman she had grabbed somewhere as well, her immense dick using the woman's asshole like a toy. The woman's screams of anguish and the random bursts of cum that spilled from her lips with gasps and gagging showed just how much the fucked woman was enjoying herself as her body was undoubtedly being remolded into a true toy for the corrupted Aphrodite.

"Aphrodite! APHRODITE!! JULIE! JULIE!! JULIA!!" Aires said, louder and louder, until finally his words seemed to break through to his queen. Her eyes flashed and flickered, her body doing much the same. A dozen changed all took place in the space of three seconds, her form breaking and coming back together in a mad frenzy.

When her body finally settled somewhat, it was more like it had been at first, with dark skin and white hair, though with the added features of draconic horns, wings, a ridiculously thick ass and ludicrously huge tits. She was panting, but Aires could see recognition in her eyes as she looked at him.

"Aiden, please. It...she's....fuck me...I'm.....fuck your...no...hurts....whore.....please...." she whimpered, begging for him to both save her and use her body in equal measure. The momentary burst of clarity didn't seem to last long, as one hand, practically vibrating from how hard it was shaking, dove into her cunt, instantly making her climax and moan like a slut.

Her body changed slightly, enormous breasts deflating and ass shrinking as she hissed sibilantly, sclera turning black and irises glowing yellow as a cock reformed at her crotch, erect and throbbing. The distorted queen growled like a monster as her evil eyes flicked around, hunting for prey. Aires was about to reach out to grab her when she disappeared in a blur, untraceable even to his supernaturally enhanced senses. Aphrodite reappeared a little ways away, tackling an uninfected man to the ground, stripping him, and forcing her cock into his ass, panting heavily as she started to fuck him mechanically.

"Okay, good news and bad news," Owen said as both he and Aires ran towards where Aphrodite was pumping polluted jizz into the man. "Good news: A still seems to be in there, so it should be possible to get her back. Bad news: I don't know how."

"She responded to my voice, can we use that to keep her grounded?" Aires asked, eyes fixed on his wife and the transforming man she was fucking mindlessly, who was quickly losing every defining feature that marked his sex.

"Maybe. This is just a guess, but-"

"I NEED BETTER THAN A GUESS!" Aires shouted, unable to hold back his anger as he watched his corrupted wife cum inside the transitioning man with a blank look on her face; a face that was usually so emotive, teasing, and shining like the sun.

"FINE THEN, I HAVE A HYPOTHESIS!"

"WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?"

"NOTHING, FUCKASS, SO SHUT UP! AHEM!! The two strains seem to be splitting her consciousness and fighting for dominance inside her. Since they don't seem very compatible, that's their only option: fight until one wins...or she pops. NOT WHAT I WANT!" Owen quickly clarified at the **** glare Aires shot him. "If we could **** the corrupt strain out of her, her core strain and psyche should be able to reestablish itself and she'll be fine!"

"How do we do that?"

"Hey, I can't come up with all the answers!" Owen exclaimed indignantly as they finally reached Aphrodite and the man turned fully woman. The woman laid there limply, letting Aphrodite continue to fuck her ass, jaw slack and tongue sticking out as her glowing blue eyes stared at nothing. Her soul was utterly gone, which was only evidenced more by her succubus purple skin, demonic horns, and gigantic, beyond pornographic tits. She couldn't even moan as she was fucked, the corrupt semen pumped into her hollowing her out of everything that she - formerly he - had.

Aires quickly grabbed the corrupted queen and pulled her back, freeing her dripping cock from the soulless woman's asshole. He had expected a fight from her, but was surprised when she didn't resist in the slightest. Instead, she practically collapsed in his arms, skin fluctuating in color again.

"Aires..." she gasped, the light of rationality in her eyes again for a moment. "It's less right now, but...you have to...get it out....I don't know if I...can win..."

"You can, I know you can. You're so strong and beautiful, Julie. You will win," Aires said quickly, trying to comfort her for the moment that she was herself.

"I will, I will, for you, for our baby," the goddess whispered, eyes swiftly clouding over again. "For our baby....I need to...baby...baby girl.....I need something for our baby girl," she babbled, the corruptive insanity taking hold again, though her skin didn't regain its dark tone yet. "She has to be beautiful. I need to make sure she's beautiful."

"What do you need?" Aires asked his insensate wife, thinking it would be best to find something to keep her busy while he thought of a solution.

"Sexy girl. Big tits," she groaned, stroking the cock between her legs with both hands. Aires quickly looked around, and seeing an uninfected woman nearby with suitably large breasts and a nice ass to boot, used his magic to pull her over to them.

"Let us see your tits and lean over if you don't want to die," he commanded and the girl quickly did as ordered, pulling her shirt up over her proud, round breasts, held tight by a lacy, black bra. She leaned over a little, making her globes hang just slightly, enough to see that they were either pressed extremely tightly to her chest or were firm enough to not have even a bit of unsightly sag.

"Yessss, perfect..." Aphrodite hissed, staring at the woman's chest with greedy eyes. With clawed hands, she pushed the girl to the ground and tore her clothes off her, leaving her naked and splayed out beneath the manic queen. Aires watched his wife push her dick into the girl, who gasped and moaned, though not just from the penetration. Though his connection with the Contagion, as Owen seemed to want to call it, he could sense Aphrodite draining something from the poor woman, though exactly what it was would have to be seen.

In the meantime, he turned to look at Owen, who was standing nearby nonchalantly and probably would have had his hands in his pockets if he had been wearing pants. "Just going to stand around? Not, you know, help?"

"Hey, I'm thinking. That's what you want me for, after all. You've got enough muscle for both of us, along with every man in a three mile radius, all on your own," the lackadaisical Alpha said with a shrug.

"Well, Thinking Man, tell me what you think of this? Since the strain isn't fully integrated, spreading it to someone else seems to take the punch out of it for a minute. I think if we can get her to use as much of it as possible, we can keep her present long enough to have her **** the rest out. Thoughts?"

"Hmm, that'd probably work. But you'd probably either need a couple average people to take the corruption or one pretty powerful one. This thing is not going to want to go and it's going to fight. Finding one powerful person would be the better bet. You'd need-"

"Me." Zoe's voice abruptly interrupted, making both the men look at her with confusion. Both had forgotten the rest of Aires' harem was around, though most of them weren't nearby. "I can take it. From what I've heard, compatibility is important, right?" Owen nodded silently and Zoe continued. "I'm a shapeshifter, so any body shaping should happen pretty easily and make the strain want to fill me. Plus I'm carrying Aphrodite's babies, so they'll probably help out, especially since they're hers."

"What about the mental corruption?" Owen asked, gears spinning in his head. "That's probably the worst part of it. How are you going to deal with that?"

"Um, hope?" Zoe said nervously, pushing her blonde hair back. "I figure my master already has control of me and still would. I gave all of me to him, so even with the other craziness in me, he should be able to control me if nothing else."

Owen nodded thoughtfully. "That sounds reasonable. There wouldn't be any coming back from this though. Whatever happens, you'd never be the same," he warned.

"I know. I'm okay with that. Besides, Master needs at least one bad bitch in his harem."

"What if I don't want that?" Aires demanded, somewhat torn by the lack of good choices.

"Sorry, master, but this is my choice. You need her more than you need me, after all. You love her," Zoe said with a slightly sad smile.

"I love you too, Zoe," the Divine said firmly. "I don't want to lose you."

"I love you too, Aires. And Mistress Aphrodite too. That's why I want to do this."

"Just so long as you're sure," Aires said, ceding his position with the assurance Zoe was dedicated to the plan of her own volition, not just because it was what she thought he wanted. "How do we do this?"

"Should be pretty simple," Owen said. "Miss A just needs to fuck as much of the corruption into our volunteer as possible. Preferably without extracting her soul in the process. You know her better than me, do you have a way to convince her to do that?"

"I'll take care of it," Zoe said, already walking towards where Aphrodite was fucking the busty girl. They seemed to be just in time too, since the girl suddenly started screaming her lungs out, writhing in apparent agony.

"Give it to me," Aphrodite rasped, fucking the girl all the harder. "You'll ensure my daughter is a paragon of womanhood! Give me your femininity!!" The goddess bottomed out in the girl and stayed there as pulses of energy flowed from the girl into her. The poor woman wailed even louder as her breasts started to shrink and her curves melted into the rest of her body. Aphrodite moaned in rapture as the essence of the girl's womanhood seeped into her, stolen away for the sake of her unborn baby.

By the time she was done, the girl's body could have been mistaken for an effeminate boy's. Her breasts barely existed anymore, utterly different from the buxomness they had possessed a few minutes before. Her lower half wasn't any better off, hips shrunken, thighs thin and unremarkable. Her pussy remained, but it was loose and didn't squeeze on the cock still filling it. The blank look on the girl's face said why: she no longer remembered how to use it. Every bit of understanding of her feminine self had disappeared along with the outward signs of it, leaving the girl a woman in name only.

Aires idly wondered what would become of her, if she'd be able to ever understand sex again or if she'd just blankly accept being fucked like a living onahole for the rest of her life. In truth, it didn't matter, so long as he got his wife back. A wife who was quickly readopting her blackened skin tone and looking around evilly for more prey.