PARTYYYY!

With no reason to stay in the teens' now useless barricade, you and your comrades move into the store proper, and soon have thrown a bunch of mattresses on the ground to serve as a place for you to indulge in your degenerate pasttimes to their fullest as Mick produces the booze and the ****. Soon all fourteen of you are enjoying a wild sex party.

Kate guzzles down half a bottle of Everclear as Warren and Mick doubleteam her, looking as if she plans to enjoy every pleasure she missed as a mortal tenfold in her new life. Breaking from her drink, she barks obscenities at her lovers. "FUCK! SHIT! OH, FUCK! FUCK MY CUNT AND ASS LIKE YOU WANT TO FUCKING TEAR ME APART, YOU FUCKING FILTHY BASTARDS! RAAAAAH! FUCK!"

You chuckle at your enthusiastic young convert's utter lack of restraint and an indoor voice, and then go back to plowing Jake's ass. "Oh, fuck, yes," he groans. "Sorry I doubted you! So sorry!"

"But not THAT sorry," you say with a grin, before stuffing your tail down his mouth. He grins at you as he begins to suck it.

"Oh, fuck that ass!" groans Derek nearby, and you are left unsure if he means you or Robert who is presently pounding both his and Kyle's asses with his cock and tail. Derek and Kyle lie on top of another, their mammoth dicks rubbing against each other as Robert fucks them.

"I'm doing this because my baby girls like you, which makes you fucking family in my eyes," snarls Robert.

Kyle and Derek grin at him. "Thank you, Mr. Jennings!" they say in sing-song voices before laughing and sharing a kiss.

"Call me Rob," grunts the burly incubus.

Aside from Kate, your succubi comrades are all busily fucking each other in an immense, intricate daisy chain, rubbing against each other, sucking on cunts and tits, as tails fuck pussies and assholes. You come into Jake watching it, then stroll to the pile of female flesh and pull out Vicki, who you immediately begin to fuck.

"Oh, OH, fuck yes!" she screams. Jake follows your example and is soon pounding Amanda as Megan and Kristen howl their encouragement. You laugh in encouragement, and then feel Kate's heavy tits pressing in your back. You turn and kiss the holy roller turned hellion, the taste of cum and cheap booze hanging on her lips. So it goes for the next few hours, a seemingly endless array of pairings (and trioings, and quartetings, and more) and sex acts, fueled by drink, ****, and your own wanton and perverse natures.

When it is done, or rather done for now, your throng of Lilin scratch another itch, and set the furniture outlet alight. You stand out in the parking lot afterwards and watch it burn, cackling and hooting in amusement. Jess and Kate stand near you, applauding, when Kate grins. "Well, that was fucking fun! What the hell are we doing next?"