Sara

Sara watched her friend go, a predatory smile curling her slick lips as she turned back to Susan and Mike, her jade eyes gleaming with feral hunger. "Soon the whole town will be blessed," she purred, running her fingers through the sticky green cum that still coated Susan's face before bringing them to her own lips to taste. "So many beautiful vessels waiting to be filled, so many souls to corrupt into our master's image."

Mike grunted in approval, his still-hard cock twitching at the thought of fresh conquests, while Susan rose to her feet with a dreamy expression, her body already beginning to swell and reshape as the parasites within her demanded more hosts. The three of them stood in the hallway of the converted home, breathing in the thick, sweet scent of infection that now permeated every surface, ready to spread their blessing to all who crossed their path.

Sara's ears perked at the familiar chime, her jade eyes flickering with recognition as she disentangled herself from the writhing mass of her companions. "Duty calls," she purred, leaving Susan and Mike to fill the sudden void with renewed fervor as she ascended the stairs, her voluptuous hips swaying with each step. Behind her, the sounds of wet flesh meeting wet flesh resumed with desperate urgency, Susan's moans muffled against Mike's chest as he bent her over the banister, his thick cock already slick with green ooze as he drove into her without preamble.

She paid them no mind, her focus fixed on the glowing screen of her phone where a new message awaited, her slick fingers leaving trails of sticky residue across the glass as she unlocked it to see who else might be blessed tonight.