Back to work

Sadly Michael had to tend to his store, the next batch of potential demons had already arrived and would soon fall victim to a form of possessed merchandise. Meanwhile Keith and Sandra had assumed their human disguises, filled two shopping bags with gifts and left the shop arm in arm with their booty. It was late in the afternoon but there was still enough time to set their plan into motion.

They both worked at the same law firm and couldn’t think about anything else but converting their colleagues. On the whole subway ride that was all they talked about, except for a few stations, when they took the chance to spread their condition a bit faster and further.

A group of young women had entered the train, probably their first year at college, and the hell spawns couldn’t stop themselves. Sandra fished a demonically infused purple vibrator from her bag and stuffed it in the hand bag of one of the girls, while Keith’s smile distracted the group. All of them blushed and held their legs together tightly, as his pheromones began to work on them and their legs began to glisten as wet fluids streamed along the tanned flesh. They weren’t alone with that, Sandra felt her own ditch moistening and saw Keith’s plough harden in his pants as wet drops began to appear on the fabric.

In the end Sandra had to pull her boyfriend out of the train and remind him of their true purpose. “Relax, the vibrator pops out enough energy, so we can find them later, when it has made them even more eager for your big corrupting cock.” She smiled up at him. “But now we first need to share our gifts with our coworkers.”

First wasn’t really first, an aggressive and sloppy French kiss in the middle of the subway station took precedence, ignoring the stares or even accusing looks of the people passing by. Eventually Sandra stopped the kiss, knowing that if it went on, they wouldn’t be able to stop themselves from fucking each other senseless and while the prospect of turning this station into a hoard of a bacchanalian orgy was a tempting one, they had a far more satisfying thing planned.

Shortly thereafter they arrived at their firm but to their dismay most people were on an evening break or already going home - hence the reason why the front desk was deserted. But of course one deserted desk didn’t mean no one was here and soon they got company.

Joanna Chen was the personal assistant of Felicia King, as in Brewer, Brewer & King – a partner of the small but successful law firm. This gave Mrs. Chen some status among the non-lawyers and both Keith and Sandra respected the stern looking Asian woman or at least they had; now the only thing that came to mind, when they watched the tall woman coming over, was what nice succubus she would make.

Joanna was in her late thirties but still very attractive in her tight almost knee long black skirt and that tailored white blouse. In addition her three inch heels and the smooth black hair heaved her appearance on another level. On the other hand the look on her face and out her dark eyes was strictly professional, as she greeted the two demons and was almost past them, when Keith took the initiative.

“Excuse me, are you alone or is still someone else in the office.” He couldn’t resist and sent her one of those smiles, which made cheeks blush and lips moisten – all four.

An answering smile crept on Joanna’s face and she needed a second to pull herself together and to build up a voice which could be heard over the sound of her heartbeat. “Oh… well no, Mrs. King is still in her office and the gang is out for dinner but will be back in an hour or so, the Thompson case will keep them up all night.”

Keith nodded understandingly, a fraction of his mind still cared about that case but most of it thought that Joanna and Felicia were alone with them now, until the gang returned. The gang were five junior employees, lawyers straight from the university, a woman and four guys, who would make excellent additions to the little demon cult but it could wait. “Okay, I think I will ask Mrs. King for a few minutes of her time, though I might have to pay for it.” He winked and Joanna, which made her twitch and then took Sandra into the direction of Mrs. King’s office. That woman had a reputation for charging her clients even the most rudimentary forms of service, so the joke was an old one, but for the first time after hearing it, Joanna had to slip into the restroom and relieve herself.

Meanwhile incubus and succubus entered the real office of Mrs. King, there was of course a luxurious and representative one to impress the potential clients, but this one was her own. It was surprisingly small, very efficient, quite modern and devoid of any personal items except one. There was a photograph of her husband and son and that desk of hers. It was a large plate of glass on a chrome-plated metal frame. Right now Mrs. King sat behind that desk in comfortable office chair and alternately stared on her laptop or into a file. Behind her was glass too, the entire wall was a giant panorama window and formed a marvelous background for the scene that was about to happen.

Felicia looked up, when Keith entered her office, she knew him of course, he was a promising employee, though not quite the rising star which he assumed to be. Strangely today something was different about him. She ignored the young woman at his side and stared into that smiling face, something was very different indeed. Her legs rubbed against each other, as she tried to find out what it was. “Mr. Callahan, what can I do for you?” Not once had her voice failed her, not in court and not now, it was a bit unsteady but it held.

Keith looked at what amounted to his boss and smiled hungrily. Within the next minutes he would corrupt one of the best lawyers in the city and certainly one of the most attractive. Her business costume was tailor made and only a few shades darker than her chocolate colored skin, the short smoothed black hair framed an angular but confident face and he couldn’t wait for those luscious lips to close around his cock. She was styled to perfection from the matched but subtle jewelry, her expensive but professional clothes, down to the designer shoes and the discreet artwork, which someone had applied to her nails.

“Sandra here...” Keith began to speak, pointed at his girlfriend and took a wide step forward, so that he stood directly in front of her desk. “Well, she recently turned into cum hungry oral slut.” He sighed and playfully ignored Felicia’s’ horrified look as he began to open his pants. “Which is okay, I guess but sometimes a man just needs some hot pussy to fuck.” His pants hit the floor and Keith draped his flaccid cock on that stylish desk. Needless to say that as an incubus he had full control over his member, even how hard or soft it was and currently he wanted himself soft, so that his manhood looked like a drowsy slug, trying to crawl over Mrs. King’s desk, while more and more *slime* was produced.

Felicia stared at the pale huge cum pipe, which rested on her table right between file and laptop, a steady stream of milky pre-cum dripped out of it and flooded the glass plate. She knew she should scream for help and be furious about this whole incident but for some reason she couldn’t move and simply stared in awe at that massive piece of fuck meat, which looked back at here with its one eye and bubbled out a new load of clear juice.

“Uhhh,” purred a female voice next to her, “I think it likes you.” Someone hugged her. The girl… Sandra… Felicia remembered now, wasn’t she his girlfriend? Girlfriends weren’t supposed to like it, when their lover shows off his dick to other women… but it WAS a marvelous cock indeed… to big… so juicy… She couldn’t help herself and her hand reached out for the hardening manhood, as Sandra suddenly kissed her.

Years ago Felicia had tried it, in college of course, everybody experiments in college but it had never given her much, she wasn’t into… but hell could Sandra kiss… Her tongue was amazing but so much saliva; did Sandra want her to drown on it? The lawyer had **** but to swallow, while the secretary undressed her – this wasn’t right; they weren’t supposed to do that, her… God her nipples were so hard, Sandra’s well versed hands massaged them to full hardness in a matter of seconds.

When the kiss finally ended and Sandra retracted her tongue, was it really that long, Felicia found herself in nothing but high-heels and her Victoria Secret underwear, feeling a little ashamed of showing her sexy curves to Sandra and Keith. The latter had already cleared the desk and pointed on it. Felicia almost missed the gesture, Keith wasn’t fully hard yet, his cock still hang down a little but even this way it was already the largest piece of equipment she had ever seen.

He whispered something but Felicia only heard two snaps, one came from Keith’s fingers, the other one from behind her. She watched in silence, as her bra fell down and two white hands grabbed her breasts.

“Now this is better,” Sandra again, “you need to let those knockers breath girl but damn… you have such nice teats, love sluts with big nipples, can’t wait to see you fully transformed. Now be a good bitch, get on the table and crawl over to Keith.”

Felicia yelped and jumped, as Sandra smacked her ass hard but she couldn’t deny it, her nipples were hard and the cock over there was really enticing but she couldn’t stop thinking that something was wrong! And what did she mean with *transformation*? Then Keith made his bitch pleaser jump twice and Felicia felt herself wetting her expensive silk panties. In a matter of seconds she was on the now empty glass table and crawled over to her destiny, on all fours like a proper bitch in heat had to.

But as soon as her hand came in reach of that glorious fuck mast, Keith moved and his ship sailed away. He laughed as he saw the sadness and disappointment on her face. For a moment he thought she might start to cry but instead she looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Please,” she begged, “please let me touch it!” He was surprised, there was still so much **** in her voice, that for a moment he had felt compelled to do as she said.

“Nah… nah… nah,” instead he admonished her; “you have to work for it. Press your body onto the glass, arms and legs over the side.”

The lawyer followed the command as soon as possible, barely noticing that Sandra had taken Felicia’s slip off, while she crawled to Keith, now her dark skin was pressed to the cool glass, an exhilarating feeling, at least in this situation.

“Wait a second.” This was Sandra but… Felicia looked down; the secretary was under the table, staring up at that naked body pressed tight onto the glass. Somehow this turned her on so much but suddenly the blonde woman left her place and disappeared out of sight, until Felicia felt fingers on her most private part.

“Your naughty little cunt is still shut down like a rose at midnight.” That statement was followed by an index finger slipping between Felicia’s legs, making her squeal with delight. “Soooo, this is better, isn’t it boss.” Sandra purred and with the touch of her finger Felicia’s lips parted, exposing her pink parts right before they were pressed back onto the glass.

“But what do we have here?” Sandra continued with her purring voice, as her hands parted Felicia’s mouth-watering butt cheeks. “Another beautiful hole, shut down tight… What a waste…. Hmmmhhh.”

“Wh… what are youuuuuUUuuuhhhhhhhh… dooooohhhmmmm…” Felicia had never been kissed there before but Sandra’s lips immediately send out little waves of pleasure through that older woman’s body, which only intensified when the tip of a tongue knocked at her backdoor. It was unbelievable to the lawyer but getting her ass licked made her wet and horny, she could feel her juices dripping out of her pussy and spreading under her body.

It was Keith, who brought that moaning woman back into the world for another moment. “Now now, we can’t have you screaming through the office, not just yet anyway.” And with that his heavy meat landed on her head, resting on top of it and still dripping clear fluids, now into the hair on her neck. On the other hand it meant her nose was close to Keith’s balls - his big, swollen, cum filled balls, which gave off that musky smell of good sex.

“Go on,” Keith smiled down on her, “play with them and earn your right to get my cock.”

His boss was unable to think straight and so she gave his sacks a sloppy kiss, before she looked up pleadingly and moaned. “Please… please fuck me, Nnnghhh.” Sandra ended the plea by shoving her tongue up Felicia’s ass, making the poor lawyer even hornier without a chance to come.

Again Keith smiled at her. “Oh I would love too, but you have to work for it, why don’t you rub yourself on the table and if you are really close to cumming, I might start fucking you.”

Felicia moaned again but did as told and rubbed herself on the glass table, while Sandra continued to fuck that butt with her tongue and Keith made sure, that their boss didn’t get a chance to taste his man meat.

For the next minutes or so Felicia rocked herself over the table, almost violently did she slide her body over the glass surface, spreading her juices all over it, getting closer and closer to her climax but never ever really achieving it, just as the two demons wanted it. Keith laughed hard, when he heard Felicia groan an “Oh my God” as she found his second set of balls. He was somehow special and going so long without release made his nuts tingle with anticipation. In addition he wasn’t quite sure but could have sworn they also had gotten bigger.

Meanwhile behind that masturbating lawyer, Sandra was still fucking this delicious butt hole with her oversized tongue. It was a shame that there was no cum to find but it was still so wonderfully perverted, that the succubus creamed her thighs while doing it.

Within half an hour the office was filled with the musky scent of raging sex, Felicia was sliding effortlessly over the shiny wet glass with her glistening body and the moans and groans of three very joyful people carried far…

Not surprisingly the sounds attracted attention and Keith smiled broadly in the direction of the door, as he heard a muffled “Oh my gosh.”