He Ducks into Cover

Footsteps might’ve been over humanizing the clip clop sound echoing with each casual footfall as a snort and a chuff helped herald the arrival of a horseman from some other labyrinthine entrance to the kitchen.

Its ears pivoted and flicked in the direction of the elephant woman, their mutual desire to corrupt and claim souls drawing them to the same ruckus.

Devon breathed deeply, panicking about what to do, trying not to hear the bestial people discuss his wife as if she were some sex toy left lying about.

“Mmm… Just what do you think she’ll turn into.” The elephant woman hummed in a sultry tone, her trunk brushing along Kaylee’s skin provoking the idea of shedding the dress in Kaylee’s mind.

As Kaylee struggled to haphazardly remove the garment while remaining joined to Alana via the tusk the discussion continued.

The horseman was stroking himself, eager to spray his seed across Alana whom he stood behind, thoughts of watching the obviously desirous woman licking his seed off of the bound woman before beginning to suck his cock.

“We could always double team her and see who cums first.” He added, envious of the elephant woman’s trunk as it lifted the dress into Louise’s hands which ripped it open to muffled moans of approval.

“She’s so willing the Idol may just leave her unchanged, if not let her choose just what matter of creature she becomes.” Louise replied, sniffing and feeling the wetness of Kaylee’s pussy with a brush of her tusk.

Kaylee was relishing her hellish delights, humming approvingly at the tusk turned gag turned double dildo she was deep throating with Alana. Kaylee felt an excitement growing as the two monsters hovered over them talking as if they were mere objects to be enjoyed.

She wanted to be enjoyed, she was thinking she'd enjoy it.

Some rational thoughts and alarm tried to rally in Kaylee’s intoxicated mind, her now willing submission delighted by the feel of the sex toy she was sucking on reaching tendrils across the back of her head, gasping for a moment Kaylee struggled to swallow the latest ejection into her throat as she willed herself to be bound to not just the object cumming down her throat, but the woman whose brown sex hazed eyes were locked with her own.

The idle banter was making Devon seethe, slowly winding him up more and more. He had carefully crept towards the door but now found himself torn about leaving his wife behind. These monsters were going to take advantage of her!

Hearing a high pitched excited squeak Devon froze, the sound was all too familiar, as were the enthusiastic moans. Familiar, but not sounds he had provoked from his wife himself. Kaylee had relished the teasing penetration of her pussy, pressing back eagerly only to have Louise lead the woman along with her trunk.

Louise fanned her ears, spreading not just her own pheromones more aggressively but aiding in the circulation of those from the corrupted hotel itself.

Devon was a 10’ run from the door, angry with himself he found his mind strangely focused on his own wedding day. Could he leave Kaylee behind?