Jason, The Groom

Chandra had maybe had a little more to drink then she should have. But who could blame her, her boyfriend was tied up repeatedly with wedding party stuff while she was left to sit by herself, or try to make acquaintances with many a wedding guest she was likely to never see again.

She also felt like she stuck out like a sore thumb, her colourful floral dress seeming so much brighter than all the other women's dresses. Not that it mattered, it hugged her body in ways few garments did, making her breasts and hips seem more pronounced then they were.

Her hair was died a vibrant red adding to the dress in contrasting from her pale complexion.

Like the rest of the room she was inexplicably drawn to watch the newly weds fuck before them, each thrust, grope and moan resonating with Chandra. She felt herself growing in arousal and attraction as the couple changed, strange thoughts like horns to pull on emerging perversely in her head.

When the trance broke and chaos erupted Chandra had at first one thought.

Where's Kevin?

As she glanced around the rushing bodies, tried to look past the panic, passion, thrown drinks, and discarded clothes her chance to move was used up.

Chandra never noticed the incubus pass over head. Landing behind her with a loud thud concealed by the chaos of the crowd he whipped his tail about, tripping some couples, the momentary pause shaking the flight and fight into surrender to desire.

They would be easy to enjoy, and could wait. Stalking up behind the distracted Chandra Jason reach around clamping his hands on her breasts, literally squeezing a moan out of her.

Chandra couldn't help but enjoy the feel of the incubus's hands on her breasts. They felt so alive with pleasure as she suddenly felt herself craving to breath deeper inhaling more of his pheromone laced musk.

Leaning her head back into Jason's shoulders she grinded against the rigid shaft pressing against her ass. She could feel its warmth, and couldn't understand why, but wanted it to just burn through the dress and nestle between her ass cheeks.

“Admit it, you want a piece of this married man on his wedding night.” Jason whispered in Chandra's ear, nibbling down her neck.

The provocative idea of being so trashy. So taboo. So slutty as to enjoy a groom on the one night he should be reserved for no one but his wife. It made Chandra wet. She closed her eyes thinking about it. She was the Bestman's date, that made it even more taboo... Her hands reached behind her feeling their way onto Jason's hips. Her chest began to feel tight, as she turned looking to kiss the demon she wasn't even thinking of resisting.

“Aaahhh…” Chandra gasped as she spasmed at the sudden and unexpected bite into her shoulder. Looking wantonly she felt her heart skip a beat as the strap of her dress was pulled away from her skin, then cleanly ripped apart.

Looking timidly into the slitted eyes of Jason she slowly moved in for a kiss, eagerly sucking on his tongue as it more than subdued hers, reaching down into her throat and toying with her. She moaned as she felt his hand hook under the last remaining strap, quickly snapping it free releasing some of the building pressure on Chandra's chest as the dress was peeled down to expose her slowly swelling breasts. What remained of her bra shortly unhooked via the teasingly placed clasp between her formerly pert Bs.

Chandra scrambled to shift her hands as she felt Jason's tail teasingly snake up between her legs. Her enraptured mind didn't question what it was between her legs, or where it came from. Her first thought was her panties were in the way.

As Chandra's hands blindly hiked up her dress as she remained locked in kissing Jason she soon found the tail snaking across her pantie clad clit, up her midriff, and between her breasts. Pressing her shoulders together Chandra tried to squeeze it there, her hands struggling to hike the dress over her flaring hips.

Breaking from the kiss Chandra moaned happily at the sensation of Jason's tail grinding across her clit. Seeing the phallus tip of the tail hovering before her she stopped wrestling with the dress, clamping her breasts around the appendage and licking a tongue out towards it eagerly.

Chandra's lack of resistance fueled the corruption she had been absorbing, catalyzing accelerated changes to her body. “YES!” She cried out as she felt her now double D breast grow larger and more sensitive in her palm. The hems of her dress ripped wide and down as they failed to contain her now perfectly flared hips and hour glass figure.

Jason ripped the tenuous hold of her panties free, lifting the now loose hanging back of her dress to press his meat between her buns.

“Take me.” Chandra gasped, relishing the phallic tail's precum as she wrestled with it in her mouth.

She questioned why she said it, she felt an urgency to it. No, not to getting fucked to... She couldn't grasp her strange inner alarm.

Nibbling on her pointing ears Jason smiled, glancing behind him he looked at the four bodies entangled. Two women making out as they were fingered and eaten out by two equally haphazardly dressed men.

Swinging Chandra around he guided her gaze to lock on them, feeling her gasp as he made his request for this slut to be fucked.