It's The Right Thing To Do...

Screaming in rage Maria charged forth from the darkened room, her small stature and aged figure barely providing enough momentum to push Stacey one step over, his long cock not popping free of Estelle’s mouth before Maria grabbed her pulling her into the room and holding her cross as she backed up and hit the light switch.

A deep chuckle growled and hissed into being from Stacey’s toned barrel form.

Distressing about the humour the monster that had been Stacey now was expressing, Maria held up the crucifix higher, reassuring herself that her faith was protecting her as Stacey stepped back in response to the emboldened step forward of the religious woman.

But the chuckle didn’t stop, in fact this is when Maria saw the strange reptilian gaze shift from her to behind her. Hesitant to let her guard down Maria glanced back over her shoulder, jumping and screaming in surprise as Estelle hovered right behind her.

The scream of shock ended as suddenly as it started, Maria's hands struggling to break herself free of the kiss and intrusion of her mouth, fighting the need to swallow as Estelle’s tongue and lips expelled the cum from Stacey’s cock into Maria's mouth.

With the crucifix no longer warding him back Stacey stepped forward, forcefully tilting Maria’s head back. “Ssswalllloowww…” He hissed as his second hand came up to clasp her freeing mouth shut, and hold the elderly woman still as her lips were freed from Estelle. Trying to bring the cross to bear on the demonic lizardman Maria felt the chain grow taught, several tsks coming from Estelle before it was ripped free from Maria's hands and cast across the room.

Struggling with futility Maria fought swallowing, feeling her head grow light, and the world fade around her.

As the darkness subsided Maria felt the strange absences of the aches and pains that reminded her of the years she had behind her, and the dwindling years ahead. The soft bedding felt strangely soothing against her skin.

I’m naked. As the realization impacted with her recollection her other senses seemed to go from slowly booting up into overdrive. She could see the room's colours had changed, hear the soft pleasurable moaning of someone being lovingly fucked nearby. The moaning backgrounded by pleasured screams echoing from who knew where else, rooms above, below, next door, outside.

Slowly sitting up Maria struggled to cover herself modestly, the blankets she was draped down upon tightly tucked in and resistant to shuffling beneath her weight. Pulling it up Maria noticed her flawless skin, worry and concern growing alongside shameful embarrassment at having been stripped and left nude on the bed. The rejuvenation that has disturbed Maria now evidently finished traversing her body, at least on the outside.

What else had they done?

Wrapping her body, she turned to look across the room, hardly recognizing the figure bouncing in the armchair just inside the doorway. Maria suddenly felt grateful that she had just been tainted with youthful beauty, not that what she saw wasn’t strangely attractive in its own right.

Maria suppressed those thoughts, the brazen act before her just as sinful as the hell bound creatures fornicating before her.

Estelle, she presumed it was Estelle. Bounced atop Stacey’s lizard cock facing towards Maria. Her E cup breasts shifted almost hypnotically, their smooth-textured scaly skin the same bronze as Estelle bore in the darkest depths of the hotel's basement.

As it reached towards her sides it brightened, turning orange bands of airbrushed looking light green and red brushed over one another chaotically across her back. Her toned flat stomach was flanked by slight flanges of skin, reminiscent of the geckos with which she clearly shared many traits.

Estelle’s limbs had grown slightly longer and slenderer, the splay of her hand having spread, suction-cupped fingertips teasing at her breasts, as her now similarly shaped feet had hold of the arms of the chair, aiding in her bouncing upon the cock. A tail wrapped out from behind her, teasing her clit with its bulbous tip.

Looking at Maria Estelle licked her lips, her mind was overjoyed with the changes, ones she was eager to help grace others with. She had yet to see her new form fully, having spent the time since Maria passed out either moving her to the bed and making sure she was okay.

Or having her humanity fucked out of her.

Estelle was unphased by her lustrous hair being shed, her head shifting in shape as her eyes became large glossy black orbs that moved to her temples. The size of her former palm they glistened like polished gems. Her ears had fallen off, small holes for hearing all the remained of them as she shifted with her slightly widened head.

The front of her face had angled forward slightly perfect lips for sucking cock reaching across the point of the stubby snout, nostrils flanking either side. All changes she felt well worth the loss of her soul, bonuses to being able to spend eternity with her daughter. Estelle was eager to run into Martina again, to scold her daughter for not having saved Estelle from suffering a soul sooner.

Groaning in delight as Stacey unleashed another warming load of corruption into her, Estelle artfully dismounted the lizardman. Eagerly exploring the new way her limbs bent and worked as she scampered towards the doorway and tested two limbs hold on a wall there.

“Looookkk…hhh… At the giff..tss.. our Idol hasss…. Given us…” Stacey preached, standing up straight from his slightly hunched stance, the toned contours of his body coming in to easy display, his semi-hard cock already rearing back up rigidly, reaching forward 16" inches.

Maria couldn’t help but eye him up and down, just like Estelle there was some strange alluring attraction to the monstrous man she couldn’t explain, the sex and pheromone heavy air weighing heavily on her senses as she rallied to rebuff the statement.

“Mmm..monsters… BOTH of you!” Maria stuttered in her heavily accented voice, a gesture abruptly halted as the blankets started to slink from her frame.

“Itss… even.. giff.. ted.. you…” Estelle hissed in response back, offended by being called a monster. Monsters were mindless creatures; she was just some sex-crazed deviant twisted by demonic forces she was still just becoming aware of.

Maria scoffed, clenching the blanket tighter as some dark impulse stirred with the desirous idea to stand up and cast it all aside. To flaunt her naked beauty and tell them their Idol could take it back.

Maria shuddered in a convoluted mix of arousal and disgust as a series of images flashed through her mind of being fucked by the reptilian duo.

“Thou. Shall. Not. Worship. False. Idols.” Maria stated boldly, word, by word with all her will, fighting the darkness she knew all too well had gotten inside her.

Stacey chuckled deeply hunching slightly forward, with lightning-quick reflexes he ripped the blanket from Maria’s grip casting it off towards a wall. As Maria scrambled for the sheets, he snatched them in turn, leaving Maria curled up on the bed, resisting gasps of pleasure as she compressed her body tightly, grasping for modesty beneath her slender arms and legs.

“Just embrace sss… It.” Estelle remarked as she tasted Maria’s corrupted arousal from the air, watching the surprise winces of sensitive flesh crossing Maria’s face.

“You will burn in hell.” Maria venomously cursed, spitting in the directions of the two demonic reptilian demons as they laughed scoffingly in response.

“Then may you burn in the pleass-sure of itss firess…” Stacey hissed, stroking his cock and grunting aloud as he willed himself to cum, a large jet of tar like black cum launching across the lone occupant of the bed as Maria struggled to wipe it off and keep herself covered.

A hard feat as…