Gossip proves useful for finding a good opportunity

Sierra waited outside a certain prisoner's cell, waiting for the sounds of self-pleasure from inside to gain further volume. The moans were those of a young woman's, younger even than Sierra herself. Whitney Dern was one of the youngest inmates of Orchid Mantis, a college girl that had partied a little too hard a little too often and had gotten herself mixed up in the wrong crowd. What exactly had happened to get her imprisoned wasn't known, but given the related stories of deals gone bad in the girl's college town, the general trend was easy to estimate.

The only part of her life outside of prison that mattered to Sierra was the fact that she had a boyfriend. A boyfriend that was coming to visit the young woman the very next day. In a normal prison, that wouldn't have mattered, but in this establishment, there were certain accommodations made. Visitors were thoroughly searched for contraband before being let into a nice visiting room that was purposefully made easy to clean. The guards didn't interfere with what went on inside.

Whitney jilling herself off the day before she saw her boyfriend left no illusions of what they were going to spend their time together doing, even if she hadn't told Nina explicitly. The only reason Sierra even cared was because she needed semen and Whitney's boyfriend was likely to be the most easily accessible source. She'd need control of Whitney herself of course, but with the blonde coed masturbating with headphones on, that was almost easier done than said.

Sierra didn't even have to be careful entering the young woman's room, she was so distracted with her own pleasure. Looking down at the girl clearly approaching climax, a new worm slithered out of the infested woman's cunt, having been brought to maturity not long ago. She relished in the knowledge that this was the last one she'd have to create personally this way before carefully suspending it above Whitney's mouth. She waited one, two, three, four seconds longer until the blonde began to cum before dropping the wriggling creature.

Whitney's shock at something falling into her throat mixed with her orgasm, resulting her in gagging, flailing, and screaming helplessly. She seemed to beg Sierra for help with her wide and slightly glazed eyes, but the brunette just looked down and smiled slightly. By then, it was too late and the worm punched through the back of her throat and crawled up into her brain. Whitney gagged one last time before her eyes rolled up and she screamed though her renewed orgasm as she was enslaved.

"Baby!!" Whitney exclaimed as she was let into the visitation room, running straight to her tall, generically handsome boyfriend Mack for a hug and deep kiss. Sierra followed in inside with less fanfare, mostly thinking of how lucky she was to have ended up here.

In other prisons, allowing anything for visitation besides two people one-on-one through a plexiglass barrier would be laughable. Here, it only required an few words of promise concerning a generous bonus for Sierra to be allowed into the room alongside Whitney, under pretense of wanting to introduce her boyfriend to her good friend. The guards were paid generously not to care about the reality of the situation, whatever that might be, and it suited everyone better that way. Especially Sierra and especially toady.

"Baby, I missed you. Mmm, feels like you missed me too," the blonde slut cooed, already grinding her hips into Mack in anticipation. Sierra would have been concerned the woman was letting her Infected lust get to her, but that was just the way the young lady was. In fact, not trying to hump her boyfriend immediately probably would have been more out of character.

"Of course I did," Mack said, his voice pleasantly deep. "How could I not when you look like this?" He pulled away from Whitney just enough to look at her, to take in the tight, slutty little body he found so much pleasure in. The skimpy little leather corset she had chosen to wear only helped.

"Hehe, you know just what to say to get a girl wet. I think you deserve a reward for that. But first..." She stripped out of her top with natural ease, before getting to work on Mack's clothes. In that time, the man finally noticed Sierra standing to the side, pinching a nipple through her own, less provocative top. She smiled and winked at him, before gesturing for them to continue, plus a suggestive lick of her finger.

"Who's your friend?" Mack couldn't help but ask, though it would distract his girlfriend. She didn't mind; it gave her the opportunity to slid down to her knees and free him of his pants.

"Don't mind her, she just wants a taste of what you've got. I hope you don't mind if I share?"

"Nah," he said, a wide smile on his face. Whitney returned it and finally released his dick, leaving him naked and her staring down his length.

"I hope you came prepared," she said before taking his tip in her mouth, agile tongue flicking at his frenulum. His groans filled the room and he let his hands hang loosely, letting his blonde girl do all the work. She went to it with gusto, her natural skill amplified to whorish, honed perfection by the Contagion that lived in her brain.

The trio's moans gradually increased: Sierra's from her skilled fingers and voyeuristic delight, Mack's from his girlfriend's skilled tongue, and Whitney's from the sticky precum and bobbing dick that filled her mouth. The blonde woman could feel her lover getting closer and increased her pace. She wanted the contents of his balls, the heavy orbs that smacked her chin with every descent of her head, and had no intention to stop until she got a mouthful of it. She worked the shaft faster, knowing that not only would Mack love what she did next, but that it would also further Sierra's plan.

Plying every bit of her skill, Whitney moaned throatily while taking her boyfriend as deeply as she could. Her tight vibrating throat pushed Mack past his limit and his groan of delight preceded a warm wave of cum. The blonde stroked him quickly while leaving just his head in her mouth, keeping every thick glob on her tongue. She smiled widely while Mack came and eventually pulled away once he was done.

Looking up at her out of breath boyfriend, Whitney made sure he could see her mouth full of semen before standing up and turning around. She could practically feel Mack's confused eyes on her swaying butt as she strutted towards Sierra. The brunette gasped in anticipation, excited tingles running through her. She leaned back on the couch she was sitting on and waited while the infested blonde lowered her face. Mack didn't seem to understand what was happening until Whitney was bare inches away and Sierra stretched out her tongue. His flagging erection surged back to prominence as he watched his girlfriend let his load slide from one tongue to another, the brunette moaning as the thick liquid flowed into her mouth and down her throat.

However hot the sight was from the outside, Sierra was experiencing infinitely more pleasure as she gulped down the semen. Her body and mind were practically orgasmic from finally having the coveted liquid inside her, more than enough to serve her needs. Knowing that the stuff was not only going to bring her closer to serving the Master and the Mistress, but also give her the means to make so many others do the same had her on the brink of ecstasy. Following the wet heat of the cum through her altered body until it reached her womb was a riveting experience, until it finally settled and she felt it join the mutated eggs that waited for it. She moaned as her pussy throbbed with excitement at the many new servants she would be able to infest before being pushed into full climax by an unexpected rush of exhilaration.

Across the room, Mack had set upon Whitney with the fervor of a man who hadn't cum for months, despite having just done that. He didn't have the rationality to care why and wouldn't have even if he could. He just pushed her down on the nearest available surface and pulled her underwear to the side, driving his entire dick into her in one go. Thanks to Whitney's altered biology that was capable of taking dicks immeasurably larger than Mack's, he bottomed out easily before beginning to slam his pelvis against hers. The rush of inescapable bliss had cascaded across the link between Whitney and Sierra, making them both cum simultaneously as Mack laid into his girlfriend.

The handsome man was quickly struggling to hold back his climax. He wasn't surprised, given it was his second and instead focused on fucking Whitney as much as he could. Only getting to have sex with her once a month was tough, even with the number of side pieces he had around town, and he relished every second he spent inside her, loved watching her big, jiggly tits bounce. He dug his fingers into her pale skin, thinking for half a second that all the time on the inside had really sapped her tan, then had the same thought a few incredible thrusts later. He had just enough clarity to realize she'd had more of a tan when she'd walked into the room than she did now and belatedly looked at her pleasure-struck face.

Whitney's blonde hair was disappearing, being replaced by a curly, shoulder-length tangle of pink locks. Her face was cuter too, he thought between plunges into her tight vice of a pussy, her eyes bigger and nose smaller. The changes practically took place before his eyes and kind of freaked him out. Before he could even consider maybe stopping their rut though, Whitney's legs and cunt tightened around him, her back arching as she got closer.

"Baby, I'm close, I'm really really close!" He was too, he realized, despite his confusion about how his girlfriend suddenly changed. "I want your cum in me! Please! Give your slutty girlfriend a big load right in her tummy~! Ohhhh!! You make me feel so good!!" Mack couldn't resist that and let himself go, pushing himself as deeply as he could and giving tiny thrusts as his balls tightened. Whitney's folds impossibly tightened further, trying to squeeze the cum out of him. For a moment it seemed like something was tickling at his slit, but the thought faded to oblivion as he came.

Pulse after pulse of semen exploded out of him, feeling like even more than before. He yelled as he came, holding Whitney tight as her own cries joined his. He felt a rush of pride at making her cum with him, but remained oblivious to the truth: Whitney's climax had nothing to do with his sexual skill and everything to do with the jizz he was filling her up with. His little swimmers would be perfect to create and feed more little worms to infest yet more women. The realization of Sierra's wishes would bring her sublime euphoria and she would pursue it with everything she had.

Sierra was cumming as well, though not as powerfully as Mack or even Whitney. She was okay with that though, it let her see the couple quivering from aftershocks, still tightly linked together. They both spent a minute gasping for breath before Mack finally managed words again.

"Fuck, Whit, you're always so damn good. What happened to you though?"

"Mmm, you'll find out soon, baby. But first, I'm sorry," the now pink-haired woman sighed, still holding her boyfriend's hard shaft tightly inside her.

"Sorry for what? You...wha-babe, there's something inside you! It's...AUGGHH! WHAT THE FUCK?!!"

"That. You'll feel better soon though. And then you'll feel sooo much better," Sierra said from across the room, sensing the worm Whitney had nurtured squirm into Mack's cock, its length funneling into his tip and progressing deeper. The handsome, tall man was reduced to terrified and pained whimpers as the thin slug reached his prostate and began to fragment. Two little portions continued down to his testicles, taking root and mutating his sperm at the source, while the largest bit burrowed through his body to take up residence in his spine. Sierra didn't feel the same sense of expansion with him as she had with the women, but she could influence him and sensed the Contagion in him, and that would be enough. "Fuck," she said, and watched him pounding Whitney even harder than before.

"Oh oh oh OH ohOHohOHOHOHHH!!" the pinkette screamed with every slamming thrust. Her vocalness was a stark contrast to Mack, who gritted his teeth and pounded her as hard as he could. There was something inside him, something he had to get out. He could feel it in his heavier, bigger balls, full to the point of bursting; cumming seemed like the best way to empty them. Cumming inside Whitney. Filling her up. Impregnating her. The rational part of his mind would have known that was dumb, she'd been on birth control since before they met, but the rest of him only felt the coming end. Finally reaching his peak again, he groaned as even more cum filled his girlfriend. He could feel that he hadn't managed to entirely expel whatever was inside him, but decided that he'd just have to fuck until he did.

Unfortunately, Whitney's visitation time was up, so he was **** to put his swollen balls and hard dick back into his pants, already thinking of which of his carousel of women he could get to first to fuck. Whitney wouldn't have cared, fully absorbed in furthering Sierra's plans within the prison as she snapped her bra back on. And Sierra herself watched happily, seeing Mack's body didn't quite fit his clothes as well as before and Whitney with her hair temporarily returning to blonde and a line of semen running down one thigh. Coupled with the feeling of new parasites squirming in her belly, she was enormously pleased. With herself and Whitney full of new spawn, she could comfortably move on with her plan.