Jason Commands Something of His Guests

“Fuck this one for me.” The confident commanding words provoked a gasp of perverse pleasure in Chandra's mind that was quickly subverted by a spurt of black cum erupting onto her chest from the phallic tail she’d been tit fucking.

Chandra questioned why she felt distressed at not having caught the corrupting seed on her face as it’s warmth lit her chest on fire with pleasure.

NO! I don’t do that! A voice cried out in her mind, the thought slowly drowning in the idea of being used like some trashy pornstar.

Those thoughts barely lasted a second as Chandra stumbled and fell on top of the two women making out, as one was having their pussy licked, and the other was fingered.

Chandra questioned the suddenly surfacing objection in her mind gasping suddenly as the women mouthed ravenous at the tainted cum on Chandra’s breasts.

The man eating out the woman on the left reached around grabbing Chandra by the waist firmly, as the other man started fingering the new play thing thrown their way alongside what had been his granddaughter earlier in the night.

Smiling contentedly Jason surveyed the chaos, basking in the cacophony of pleasure as it washed away any remaining, increasingly distant cries of terror.

Jason circled the group entwined with Chandra, casually stroking himself, watching as Chanda's skin grew slowly yellow, her green eyes growing brighter as she bite her lip and clenched her eyes shut at a loss of what to do as she felt the strange new sensation of lactating.

Her own newly developed corruption nourishing the two women beneath her. Darkening their minds, and souls with the Idol’s perversion.

Opening her eyes and fighting the flutter of them rolling back, Chandra found her focus strangely drawn to Jason. The incubi’s cock exerting some inexplicable pull on her as she was held down , groped, and penetrated by an assortment of hands and fingers.

Licking her lips alluringly looking to draw Jason close enough to taste, Chandra didn’t notice how far across her cheek her tongue now reached.

Chandra didn’t notice it’s blackening colour, its more slender shape, and slowly splitting tip.

Meg, the woman beneath Chandra on the right moaned softly into one breast, embracing the radiant rigid shaft of her grandfather in her hand.

Meg had grown suddenly aware and concerned of his rejuvenated youth once Heather had set the room free from their trance. By that time however it was too late for him, the corruption had rejuvenated him shortly after dinner, year shedding away in the sparse hours during which he had danced ever more provocatively with different women in the room.

When the music had stopped Meg herself had been lost in the corrupting flow of the room, teasingly stroking her sister’s boyfriend as her grandfather had come up grinding against her ass.

Meg found herself grabbed by the hips, his hands clawing to strip her until the other couple had tripped into them.

As Meg watch them suddenly furiously strip she grew distracted from stopping her perverted grandfather, relishing the feel of his fingers on her slit as she watched the other woman get eaten out.

What remaining concerns plagueing Meg diminished from there. The taste of the cum off the woman thrown into their frenzy invoked even greater desires, the leaking nipples feeding an insatiable desire that was only subverted by a growing need for something more.

The slick with precum cock in Meg's hand was only growing in enticement for her. The only thing that had kept her from asking for it to be shoved in was the little hang up of it being her grandfather.

A little hang up that was growing into a big turn on quickly. Gasping in pleasure Meg looked up at the yellow skinned red head that had been thrown their way. Meg envied the perfect curves and proportions of the woman, the large tits, the panting breaths of pleasure, the slight elven like points of her ears.

The inhuman colours.

“Papa…” Meg moaned wantonly, “Fuck me with it, pleassee….” Meg moaned frowning as she heard her grandfather chuckle in response to her question.

“No.” He kurtly answered, shaking his head at her. “You had your chance, I could’ve cum all over you so many times already. BUT YOU declined.” Meg found herself strangely aroused by the scolding, the way the fingers fucking her seemed to slow, and drag across the inside of her pussy as he did so.

“Besides, the groom said to fuck her for him. I don’t want to be a rude guest.” Chandra felt the breath catch in her throat, sudden realization of the incestuous duo she had become entangled with, alongside the idea of a stranger about to fuck her without even a hello, an exchange of names, or even a question swirling in the storm of her mind.

It was wrong. It was all…

Chandra felt herself climax unexpectedly as the uninvited cock brushed between the lips of her nethers. Delight and sudden realization at just how much she craved to be touched bulldozing aside all other thoughts that weren't pleasure.

As the swollen bulge of the cock breached Chandra’s pussy she gasped and squealed in pleasure. “This is wrong…. SO.. FUCK… wrong…” Chandra screamed and moaned as she felt her wet pussy fully sheathed the cock pressing in from behind her.

“Pardon?” The man almost seemed to mockingly ask. “Does this feel wrong?” He asked, slowly sawing his engorged swollen cock back out of Chandra, smiling in joy at just how big and hard he had gotten just for this.

“Uh… no… don’t…” Chandra pleaded as she felt the cock withdrawn and its firm warmth smacked on her ass.

“Don’t what?” Meg had never seen her grandfather act this way, she fingered herself enraptured by the attitude, and treatment he was giving the yellow skinned redhead. Meg fingered herself gazing between her grandfather and the incubus behind her watching as they fell to cruder, lewder depths.

“Just…. Do…it…” Chandra moaned, eyes widening slightly as she felt the cockhead stroked down between her ass, painting her asshole with a stroke of pussy juice.

“Do what?” The question taunted and tugged at what little self restraint Chandra had left, eroding it further.

“Fuck the bitch, then take that cock still wet from her pussy and finally violate me with it.” Meg blurted enthusiastically, gasping in a moment of mortification at saying such a thing before the moral thread that triggered such a thought snapped leaving in its absence a void of liberation at such a deviant act.

Chandra pulled the one head still sucking a tit tighter for a second as she felt an orgasm cusp. The emergent idea of sitting atop the girls face, having the Papa’s cum sucked out of her pussy by the eagerly incestuous woman.

“Oh, but what kind of example of a guest would I be if I did something wrong.” The grandfather mocked, shuddering in pleasure as he felt an unexpected hand stroke his balls.