Tulah Pauses To See What's Going On...

“Its too late to run.” Christy moaned passionately in a husky delighted voice staring at Tulah as her tail wormed into Latoya's milk chocolate ass. "All our souls are the Idol's."

Christy screamed out in sudden climax, feeling a pulse of energy ripple outwards as a more innocent soul fell somewhere in the hotel. “Isn’t that right?” Christy then added pulling Latoya's plump lips from her clit.

“Mmm… Yes..” Latoya moaned, kneading one of her now double D breasts before crying out in orgasmic delight as the Idol wasted no time ushering her soul into its new oblivion.

Tulah dropped his jaw as he watched Latoya spasm in orgasmic bliss, her pussy squirting onto the lips of a more enthusiastically moaning partner. He watched in a twisted mix of terror and arousal as Latoya’s breasts shifted and swelled, her ass rounded out, and the inhuman changes took hold.

While her skin didn’t change tones it shed any imperfections, her previously dark nipples growing candy red like her perfectly plump lips and eyebrows. Similarly coloured horns grew forth from her brow, snaking slightly as they curved back over her head and then up.

Her foot long black forked tongue reached out to Christy’s clit as her tail slowly grew longer rhythmically waving its phallic tip about as it teased the quickly developing wings.

As the newly fledged blue succubus crawled across the floor to eat the pussy of the woman eating out Latoya Tulah regained some of his senses.

Demi was nearby, masturbating as she stared at Christy, Latoya, and the blue-skinned Succubus.

To the right in the middle of the hall he could see Lee, a clearly broken and mangled ankle skyward as Cathy ate her out, waving a deliberately exposed ass invitingly behind herself as she fingered herself shouting dirty thing to the Asian woman too delighted with pleasure to recall the broken foot Cathy had originally come to help her with.

Hitomi was sitting up, across the hall. Her head tilting with curiosity as she watched a green equine stud march up the hall. Stopping at each injured or engaged woman he would pause to take a moment to feel their tongue, relishing compensating for all the oral his girlfriend Elena had long denied him.

As he'd cum deliberately quick he would move on to the next, uncaring of if the woman’s corruption was already changing her or not. Periodically he would spasm and cum in a seemingly random orgasm, his body shifting ever so slightly as his nature grew more demonic and powerful with the growth of his herd.

“Mmm.. YES! YES! RIGHT THERE! TIME.. TIME… TIME… JOIN US!” Latoya’s screams brought Tulah's attention back to the closest threats.

Beneath her Sue’s soul was finally being shed, the auburn-haired Latina arching her back and pulling the yellow-haired succubi's head tighter with a leg clamp. Her skin was a perfect bronze, large E cup breasts jiggling as she gasped for breath, their hard nipples shifting dark purple to match the claw-like nails clenching Latoya’s thighs.

Her hair was now a reddish-purple, gazelle-like horns reaching forth from the top of her head as she shifted and squirmed to liberate her own growing wings and tail.

Tulah ran, fear and instinct working together blindly as he regretted not more thoroughly practicing or believing the Islamic faith he self admittedly didn’t really practice.

He didn’t hear the cries to stop, come back, or to even be caught, his sudden sprint drawing the attention of every heavily corrupted and changed being around.

Hitomi and Cathy jumped to their feet alongside Demi. Their bodies pausing as their minds momentarily questioned just what they were doing.

Christy laughed as Latoya, Sue and the blue Succubus launched after him chasing him as he ran to…