Someone Else Goes To Use The Shower

Preston muttered under her breath as she stepped into the last free shower stall.

Running her foot across the drainage grate she confirmed nothing was blocking it and frowned.

She was going to have to wait for a shower.

As if hearing her prayers suddenly the water dropped away releasing Preston's feet from its shallow depths as it slowly, and suddenly retreated into the drain.

Seeing that the obvious reason to consider the shower out of use resolve itself Preston stepped forward, reaching out to the shower knobs, carefully unleashing their flow upon the floor staring down to see that the water didn't start pooling up again.

As Preston felt confident it was resolved, she relaxed and realized just how welcoming the water felt. It warmly pounded upon her skin, an almost electric pleasure spreading our from where it pelted against her bare body.

She slathered the water massaging it into her skin all over, lost in just how good it was feeling.

Preston looked up to the shower head, mouth open catching it's downpour when she finally noticed the oddly shaped faucet, eyes glowing as it stared down upon her knowingly.

Preston smiled at it, gulping the delicious spray that had been dancing upon her tongue.

Preston should have been alarmed that she realized it wasn't water, she should have screamed with terror as she realized she hadn't used any soap or body wash to lather over her body.

But Preston was already lost in the pure simple pleasure building within her irresistibly, the nipples atop her small breasts ached at attention, her clit was swollen, calling for a response. As Preston began to breath heavily leaning forward against the wall, the image of a group on men cumming across her back danced across Preston's closed eyes, as Preston began arching her back, and imagining catching some loads with her face she noticed her imaginary audience changing, from non descript men, to men she had slept with, interspersed with monstrous tailed women, who teased her with their cock tipped tails, slowly the men too began to change, Preston felt pleasingly drawn to display herself for more of their affection, as the last humans in the crowd began to turn into monsters, her very father and brother... Almost as if she willed them to be changed into more perverse, even dare she say, more alluring creatures...

Karen, or rather what had been Karen remained pooled, aware yet unknowing of its state of existence.

It had yearned for the touch of others, yet found her pool passed over several times for less glorious showers.

As the latest woman gazed reluctantly upon the shower stall Karen found herself feeling a sinking sensation that yet another person might miss out on the pleasure of the Idol's touch.

One thing Karen was still adjusting to was how she now saw all around her, the tile floor, the drain where this woman's foot now brushed, and all around the ankle and up. This new perception half made Karen wonder how she ever lumoxed about without seeing everything around her, even through her.

Karen recalled her old bodies fixed state, and how bulky and inflexible it could often seem to be. She was no longer that object, her body had been freed of its fixed state, liberated to a new fluid existence.

As she thought about this she felt herself slowly retreat beneath the drain cover, inviting, no helping to lure this most recent visitor in.

She did want a shower, otherwise she wouldn't be here. She just didn't know how blessed she would be.

Karen played in the drain pipes, learning ever quicker how to move her new fluid mass, she flowed along with the pleasurable dripping from the demonic shower head, she wrapped herself around It, let it flow through her, absorbed some, and just explored her existence. All as the pleasurable sensation of the showers fluids coursed through her.

She needed to share it, moving up the drain she relished the flow of pleasurably corrupting fluids rush through her, reminding her of the glorious moment of her soulless birth, surfacing through the drain she whirled herself into a corner, initially scaling the wall as little more than a monolithic blob.

As the moments passed, it shifted, and gradually learned to take form, tendrils forming into arms, then hands. Viscosity taking hold across the surface allowing ass cheeks to meet without losing form, and her new ample cleavage to take shape above a still swollen pregnant looking belly.

The two glowing shadows in the puddle settle atop the face in place of eyes, as a wicked grin shimmered across its surface.

Karen recalled this girl, Constable Preston. She admired the glossy brown hair, and creamy skin beneath the cum like glaze from the corrupted shower head.

Karen wondered what wonderful fantasies were playing out beneath the tightly closed eyes, they were obviously alluring as Preston lapped at the showers drippings by her mouth, smiling happily between eager gulps.

Karen carefully stepped around behind the bent over officer, admiring the drenched arched back, the breasts pressed out below her, ass up and out behind her. Such a beautiful form, sculpted so naturally, so needing to be embraced.

Preston, meanwhile gasped, she eagerly suppressed moans and pleaded mentally for some touch, resisting the urge to release her support in this, vision to touch herself.

She yearned for one of the tailed women, or gargantuan cocked monstrosities to touch upon her. Her eyes even seemed to take extra fancy to the creations that were formerly her father, brother, even her mothers seductive corrupted form.

The thought of her naked body sitting prone, openly inviting anyone to take her from behind. She fought the urge to finger herself, cup her breasts, she knew it would be a quick slope to her dropping to the floor, a horny, screaming mess.

What had come over her? What did it matter? What if someone found her?

She didn't expect an answer, but she felt one. In side her closed eyes the scenario continued, a familiar looking raven haired pregnant woman ground her pelvis against Preston's ass. A hefty pregnant belly rested atop Preston ass cheeks, leading up to a perfect set of large E cup breasts.

The woman smiled at her knowingly, running her hands up across Preston's hips they seemed to stretch, allowing them to travel up, and weave under Preston's arms to tweaked her nipples. Preston moaned lightly in response, wondering just how real the fantasy felt. Her breasts soon even felt almost suckled on, while simultaneously massaged and pinched.

Soon one hand, warm and moist brushed across her cheek, as she felt something press pleasurably at her pussy lips.

Gazing down between her legs the woman seemed to be forming some sort of...

With sudden surprise Preston's eyes shot open. She tried to scream in orgasm to only feel as if blowing bubbles under water.

The invasion of her pussy felt less like a normal fuck, and more like waves crashing into her. Each wave crashed into her with more ****, and volume that the last.

Preston looked back over her shoulder and went wide eyed in surprise. There stood the watery silhouette of the woman from the day dream. It smiled almost knowingly, its pregnant belly beginning to dissolve at its fluids began to encompass around Preston's mid rift almost as if hugging her tighter, absorbing her into it.

Soon Preston could feel the pressure of the would be breasts pressed firmly against her back.

Preston tried screaming for help, in distress, and repeatedly in overwhelming pleasure. Each time, she gulped in slightly more of the liquid woman encompassing her.

Each time she resisted just gulping it in less.

As Preston settled into the routine of the wave crashing pleasurably into her pussy, a new sensation began. As the waves seemed to recede in her pussy she soon felt them hammer into her ass.

This newly added pleasure eroding any concern or alarm Preston had remaining.

Slowly as Karen kissed her way up Preston's back she gradually lost her form.

It spread out across Preston's contour, and permeated into her.

Where pleasure had danced across Preston's skin from the shower, it now ceaselessly flooded her senses where Karen had spread across her.

As Preston could no longer help herself she gasped pleasurably and tried to breath heavily. As Karen crashed in through her mouth, down her throat drowning her Preston's mind shattered under the latest orgasm to barrage her.

As she collapsed to the floor the two splashed into a puddle, Karen quickly drawing Preston down into the drain, her soul absorbed into the idol, and the two entities swirling together as one, sharing all they knew, and were learning of their new pleasurable forms as they pooled together. Preston rejoiced in the pleasure and perspective of her corruption, and the theft of her soul by the Idol. Embracing her addition to the Pool