Claiming the Precinct's Occupants for Yourself

Since you were just out with Heather recently, and returned with Anthrasia, you decide both of them should remain, besides, Heather was having fun looking for something to make a pocket space in, so you decided to just "borrow" two of her imps. Given how they managed to get you a small pack of Hellhounds now, you decided to bring the mental processing power of the twins up to about the level they had before being turned, their first act of higher intelligence was to ironically give you a blowjob and suck on your demonic ballsack. While the twins were sucking you off you laid out the plan, first and foremost you would all assume human form, at the mention of that the twins instinctively shifted to a form similar to their pre-demon state (aside from their busts being a bit bigger than before, their eyes being vibrant green, and hair being a light crimson they looked exactly as they had prior to being turned), while still pleasuring you with their mouths, which did a fine job of quelling questions of their ability to do so quite handily, acquire some outfits for yourselves until you manage to get into the precinct, then begin the infiltration. Anthrasia would be left in charge of the remaining hellhounds, along with strict instructions regarding male and female intruders (which happened to include checking a number of different points, some females can look and sound like males and the inverse is true as well. The imps were given similar defense orders.

The infiltration would go as follows, an imp and hellhound would slip in as the advance party (with the second one keeping close and rushing in if things were looking a bit too complicated), the imp would seek out the custodial staff and turn them, while the hellhound would handle dispatch, starting with turning the dispatch officers meant to cycle in with a change of shift then go and turn the on-duty dispatchers. With dispatch and the custodians handily under your control, the second phase could get underway with the rest of your group slipping in with being cleared on the word of more than just Becky's old friend. In addition, you would be bringing in a "gift" and some surprises, since Becky's friend worked in the forensics department, Becky would bring her old friend a "sample" of your demonic semen with a hopefully believable fabrication of how she managed to procure the sample, with a bit of extra detail like her having worn multiple gloves to keep from being touched by the substance. Then, at the right moment, Becky would make sure the contents of another vial with your seed in it entered her old friend's body. Meanwhile, the imps would go around ensuring everything is going smoothly and inform you on the location the holy water was being kept, as powerful as the stuff is to fighting demons, if you were to bombard the contents of their containers with your own demonic energies you could render it all back to ordinary water, possibly even taint it with your demonic essence and turn it against the ones who thought it would protect them.

That all said, you know that no plan survives contact without the outside world and have informed everyone on what to do in the event something happens to but a wrinkle in the plan. Thankfully, it seemed like the first part of the plan was working when the time came.

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It took about 20 minutes or so to arrive at the precinct on foot from the intersection near the manor. Your plan now was a bit different than what it was when you started making plans. The whole plan had a few revisions, but you all had confidence this could work.

"No, I have to warn..." said a plain-looking blond in a police uniform as a hellhound shut her up with a kiss that had the demonic beast deepthroating its target with its tongue." Things had gone a bit too smoothly for the hellhound, she and one of the imps got picked up by a police patrol vehicle that was returning from gathering supplies, as planned, and said vehicle had a pair of busty policewomen up in the front seats, they would be dealt with in time. All that was left now were the on-duty dispatch officers, asking where the dispatchers were located with the excuse of helping better coordinate things had worked like a charm. Although, to be fair, it wasn't widely known there were demons with the power to hide as humans whenever they desired. And judging by the sound of things, the custodians all becoming imps was right on schedule. 4, soon to be 6, new hellhounds were on their way to serving her master. She silently signaled to her sister, with the demonic mental message system, the last two were ready for conversion and to come in to provide assistance. Timing themselves to be just ahead of the changing of the shift, to make things look like the relief was a little early, the twins arrived at the dispatch office in their human forms. The moment the door was open, the twins jumped both operators and kissed the two operators while shifting only their tongues to deepthroat the last two dispatchers.

Almost as soon as the two dispatchers fainted and began to change, their former relief arrived in the room as a pair of busty nude hellhounds. They were signaled to keep an eye on things and wait for the signal. "As the Alpha commands," said the two new hellhounds in unison before taking their places.

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The imps had a trickier time at the start, the original infiltrator being **** to call in backup on just the third target but they succeeded just fine. The newly turned custodians spilled where the holy water was being kept before poofing to you and Becky to bampf you and Becky in near your first objective. You and Becky both put your hands on the bottles and infuse your demonic energies into the bottles and their contents. After a few minutes of bombarding the contents of the bottles, you both used an imp to bampf back out before being actually noticed.

You also learned from the turned imps and hellhounds that the secluded, underground parking garage complex used for its vehicles had lost its ability to record sound a while back and the scheduled time an authorized maintenance worker could come by to hopefully fix the problem was days after everything went to hell, so that plan fell out the window and none of the current custodians or officers onsite, when it all went down, had the training or skillsets to deal with that particular problem, also as cost-saving measure it seemed only the part of the parking area closest to the exit/entrance areas, of which there were 3, and the spaces nearest the building were being monitored, there was a full 35 feet of space in the middle that was not being monitored, an issue for ordinary humans but barely a minor annoyance for your imps that dropped you off in that area after you infused the holy water with your corruption.

The custodians were an easy turn because they were maybe given a shot or two of the holy water once every couple of hours because the officers kept forgetting the custodians were stuck in the building with them half the time, and the dispatchers were noticeably easier to turn because they had actually kept forgetting to add the holy water to their consumption for hours on end. From here on out, it would likely be considerably more difficult, you could only hope Becky's target was as forgetful about their infusions of holy water.

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Becky made her way to the precinct building around a half-hour after the covert operation stuff went down with the custodians and dispatchers. As predicted, they wanted more than one person to vet someone as safe with all the madness going on, the dispatchers (who were now at the beck and call of you and Becky but expertly putting up the charade of not being compromised, which included going around in their human forms with their outfits on), who nobody seemed to notice had developed a number of more curves along with bigger busts, were more than willing to vouch for Becky after "checking" to see if she was compromised, they were supposed to throw holy water on her but actually just tossed a bit of tap water on her face. Becky's old friend, Florence, was happy to have her an old friend visiting but hadn't kept with Becky after high school for so long she just took Becky's sensual human form in stride as just something that happened, probably assuming the goth had gotten modification surgery in the time she Florence hadn't seen her, she would be learning the truth in due time.

"Beck's, it's been ages," said Florence as she led the goth into the forensics lab, "I thought you would have grown out of the goth esthetic by now." Florence was a woman with a Scandinavian complexion, blue eyes, blond hair, toned legs and rear, and a modest D-Cup bosom that filled out her police uniform quite well.

"When you find a look that works for you," said Becky as she kept her demonic identifiers under wraps, "you stick with it. Oh, and I brought you this." Becky handed Florence a vial with a "sample" of your semen saying it was something she had lucked out on getting, Florence didn't ask the question Becky thought was coming, she had some suspicions but didn't want to act on anything yet, even if it didn't on show on her face a moment that Becky caught.

"You must have been in quite a bit of trouble to get this," said Florence as she took the vial.

"More than you might think," said Becky, who quickly looked for diversion, she noticed a coffee maker in the corner of the room, it looked like it was starting to run low. "Looks like you're low on coffee, mind if I mix you up some, I did work as a barista back in college."

"That would be great, thanks. So, before everything went to Hell, what were you up to?"

"Not a whole lot. So, how do you usually take your coffee?"

"Black, no cream or sugar, the darker the better!"

"One extra dark blend coming right up," said Becky as she headed over to where she suspected the coffee bean and/or powder were being kept. Her suspicion turned out pretty right, a whole bag of roasted coffee beans was near the coffee maker, along with a mortar and pastel, seems Florence liked to grind her beans the old fashion way, which worked even better for Becky, she slowly added bits of your demonic jizz to the beans as she ground them into a fine powder. Normally being exposed to caffeine and cooked would spell doom for human semen, last you all checked, but you suspected demon semen was much more robust than that. This would be a decent test, and if it proved ineffective then there was always the option of slipping to you with demonic transit so you could personally make her yours. Once you had Florence under you, in all the ways that matter, then you could make use of the rest of your turned pets to infect the rest of the precinct, and top things off with the luscious head of the precinct, the buxom, and erotically toned, Helena Ironside, commonly referred to as the police ****'s iron wall. Turning her was going to be your greatest accomplishment to date, the woman had shot down all attempts at a romantic relationship with her and had a very dominant personality, you were going to show her how good it was going to feel being the submissive in the relationship, but that would have to wait a bit.

Florence accepted the mug of completed coffee, when she looked at contents quickly to see a darker liquid than she was familiar, with a smile and began downing the first mug quickly and quickly got another mug and slowly began downing that as she began looking over what the demonic semen was like, Florence began to feel as if she was under the influence of a powerful aphrodisiac. "What did you mix with..." she stammered out before Becky silenced her with an erotic kiss, transforming only her tongue within Florence's mouth and erotically playing with the other woman's tongue then sliding her own tongue down her victim's throat as she brought up the demonic transit circle beneath the two. Becky had noticed they were basically outside the view of the observational cameras near the lab, chances are the closest ones didn't pick up the audio of anything they were saying. A moment later, the two of them were gone from the room, leaving their clothes in a pile to indicate where they had been prior.

The two women appeared in your presence a moment later, the fiendish glow of the circle broadcasting their arrival a split second before they popped in. Without any real ceremony, you took the new woman and started pushing her up against the nearest wall while pounding her pussy, she moaned erotically the moment the tip of your rod began to meet the lips of her pussy. As you fucked her, she began to transform. From the knees down she had a mass of demonic purple tentacles where her forelegs and feet used to be; her hair mutated into a vibrant collection of rainbow-colored tentacles that wreathed around in accordance to her mood and will; her wrists started projecting 4 ethereal tendrils that moved about as she ordained; her hips expanded considerably, her waist slimmed down to supermodel proportions, and her bosom ballooned into a G-Cup.

"How does it feel to be claimed by the Master, old friend?" Said Becky, now returned to her demonic form.

"Best experience, ever," exclaimed Florence in a sexy new voice that almost felt like moving over fine sand in the tide, "from now, just call me Flo. I've been needing a power like this for work," she said as she examined all her changes.

"Well, you two need to return to your human forms, for the time being," you said, "and get back into the clothes you left behind, when the time comes to claim the rest of the complex I'll let you know, the operation needs to have bit more finesse after all."

"Who else has been claimed," asked Flo excitedly.

"The entire custodial staff have been turned into imps and the dispatchers are now Master's hellhounds," said Becky with pride.

"When is the next set of patrol rounds," you inquire, "and how long do they usually take?"

"Rounds are made every 6 hours or so," said Flo, "during that time they collect resources like food and fuel for the vehicles so that everything can be done here, in presumed safety, rounds usually go on for two hours or so because of the area they have to cover in addition to resource gathering, the duty officers are starting to get tired of sleeping in the accommodations here since most of them think the accommodations are intended to be less temporary than what we have going on now."

"I'm guessing no demons approached this place because of more than the holy water," you said.

"The precinct chief puts out a ring of crosses every 5 feet around the place every 4 hours or so, I'm surprised you all managed to make it here with little issue," said Flo.

"You gave us the workaround," said Becky with a villainous grin, "you invited us all in, willingly. No matter the nature of the ward, if you invite a supernatural being in, the chances are very low it will continue to keep those forces at bay."

"Mmmhmmm, the best mistake I ever made," said Flo. With that, the two transformed to their human forms, Becky had to give Flo a little guidance to bring the other woman's figure to close enough to her original form it wouldn't cause issues when she threw her clothes back on, and were gone in the blink of another demonic transit circle.

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As good as everything was going, chances this was going to be the hard part. There were twenty serving officers, in addition to the precinct head. Thanks to Flo, you knew that you had a few openings. Thankfully, some of the vehicles were known to be having issues starting due to regular maintenance being halted during these times. You could hear your next prey approaching, using your demonic abilities you and Becky disappear completely from human sight just as the two policewomen approach the cruiser. You gesture for Becky to hold one of them, and strip them both with minimal damage to their attire, you want to test a theory, she silently obeys. Just as the two policewomen are getting ready to get the doors of the vehicles they find themselves being restrained by you and Becky. They are restrained in such a way they can't reach their communication devices, it wouldn't matter much since the people they would be most likely to contact were already your loyal bitches. Silently, and still unseen by the pair of women, Becky used her tail to remove all their clothing, you both silently chuckle at the string bikini-styled undergarments both women had on, it was almost like they were begging to get fucked harder than you planned.

Once the pair were fully undressed you both made yourselves visible again, neither of you bothering to cover their mouths since you knew they wouldn't be heard, especially since the other patrol vehicle had been heard leaving a few minutes prior. You poured in quite a bit of malicious amusement to your smile as you began to fuck the busty policewoman in your hold, she and her work partner both screaming in fear as they realized what you were doing to her, the cries of fear quickly transitioned to wails of pleasure as you continued to fuck her and unleash several loads of your seed into her, right above her uniform, the excess of your fluids would soon drip down on to the attire and either just stain it with your spunk do something more. As you **** her over the hood of the vehicle she began to change, growing to almost Becky's full demonic height, her skin changing to a demonic orange, a pair of nearly straight horns shooting out of the sides of her head then straight up for almost 2 feet, her bosom swelling to a EEE-Cup, her whole body taking on a more toned and muscular physique, her eyes turning a demonic yellow, her arms buffing up considerably, and a set of second arms springing from her back where the upper section and lower section her back meet that were just as swoll and almost as big as her main arms at her shoulders. She had become a Pit Fiend, a type of demon known for being a powerful fighter and enforcer for other demons, she also developed a penis a little more than half the size of your demonic cock, it was a little known fact pit fiends, regardless of gender, always had a penis, the females were just lacking the anatomy to impregnate. The excess fluids of both of you dripped onto her former attire and it became absolutely covered in a dark demonic goo for a moment, when the goo seemingly evaporated, the former police attire looked like an erotic police outfit designed with her new demonic features in mind.

"Now," you said with fiendish amusement, "go turn your partner, and make sure to the drip of your fluids and hers does the same to her attire."

"Mhmm, yes, my Master," said your newly turned pit fiend, and went over and unceremoniously started fucking the other woman, her partner started wailing her human name and saying she didn't have to do this before crying out in ecstasy as the pleasure of the pit fiend's demonic cock overwhelmed her and she transformed into one as well. The newly turned pit fiend then eagerly dripped her sexual fluids on her human police outfit, in a flash of demonic green flame they were changed to her new dimensions. Both excitedly put their erotic parodies of policewoman uniforms on and struck sexy poses for you.

"Very nice," you said with evil approval, "now your first mission is to assume your former human forms and track down the other vehicle that just left, you are to turn them just as you were turned, make sure their attire has minimal damage when you remove it. Then, after you have turned them, inform your new sisters they are to hide among the rest of the humans here and turn them, but you are to leave the head of this precinct for my exclusive use. Am I understood?"

"Yes, Master," said the two in erotic moans as they shifted, with their attire, back into what looked like their former human selves, aside from a few assets being a little bigger than before, and their outfits changed with them to look like their original forms.

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Before anyone knew it, the squad room was transformed into an orgy room, that wasn't the case 3 hours prior, but now 20 pit fiends, complete with erotic police uniforms, were fucking each other in what was supposed to be the squad room. The indomitable Ms. Ironside had locked herself in her office. Flo was also in the room, but Ironside didn't know she was already your subordinate. That all became clear when Flo had transformed into her demonic form and restrained the head of the precinct with her tentacles.

"You were downing holy water," said Ms. Ironside in confusion, "when did you become this?"

"Fairly recently," said Flo in her demonic voice, "turns out that old friend I invited was turned before I invited her and her associates in, she introduced me to my Master and his power made me this. In fact, all the demons here are his handiwork. First, they got to dispatch and the custodians with hellhounds and imps, you might have had all the officers and me scheduled to drink that stuff on regular intervals, which we usually put off for far too long, but your policy completely missed the custodial staff. The custodians are now all imps, dispatch a literal pack of hellhound bitches, and you can see what happened with the rest of the officers. Master used his power to infuse demonic energies into the holy water bottles you kept in storage hours ago, by the time you drank your last glass, it was nothing more than fancy tap water." The entire time she spoke, Flo was undressing the restrained Helena Ironside.

Helena gulped, she had missed so many holes in her defense, and the fact she hadn't even considered a demon would get to her primary defense and render it less than useless hadn't even crossed her mind. She just barely noticed that her attire was removed after Flo finished her speech. Helena was now naked in her office, her F-Cup bosom on full display, as you casually strolled into her office and gave a malicious grin to the high-ranking policewoman. "It'll take you some time to turn me, monster," declared Helena. You just chuckled fiendishly and thrust your massive demonic rod into her pussy without warning and secured her over her desk with your arms, your tail binding her legs just enough that that could move but not enough to get any real leverage. Helena's cries of agony rapidly turned to cries of pleasure as you continued to pump her and fill her with your semen.

Then she began to change, she changed similarly to the officers, only she got almost as big as you and turned a fierce demonic blue, her breasts exploded into a pair of HHH-Cups, and a mark appeared on her crotch and both breasts that you instinctively recognized as your personal demonic mark. Looks like you ranked up to a type of Demonlord of your own. Without prompting, the newly transformed Pit Lord dripped her sexual fluids onto her former attire, in a demonic green flash of flame her outfit looked like someone had taken the erotic police uniform and upgraded it into a policewoman-themed dominatrix outfit.

"Now, what should we call you," you said with fiendish amusement.

"Madame Domina, will suffice, for now, Master," said the newly formed Pit Lord as she bowed to you in the bottom half of her outfit.

"Right," you said, "you and this facility are to act as the focal point for my new enforcement team, your duty is to ensure no demons not affiliated with me enters my territory, detain all humans you find, preferably in a manner that doesn't tip them off early, and inform me of the humans you have apprehended, priority goes to females, the more my harem of demonic sluts grows the better."

"Understood, Master," said Domina, "this slut, and all the sluts here eagerly await your return and rewards unto us."