Someone No Longer In Control

Looking down she could see the iridescent blue green locks having grown in vibrant contrast to the black roots of the woman who had been eating her out, two small horns were beginning to protrude from the forehead of the girl a deep brown almost like an oaks bark.

Victoria's now black tongue reached a foot out of her mouth, shifting about with a shape more akin to a bees proboscis, splitting into assorted lengths dedicated to lapping, which Victoria quickly resumed doing, beginning to 69 the other changing woman atop of her.

Her eyes seemed to glisten like dark multifaceted gems, while the skin had adopted a hue of yellow, her knees and elbows appearing as if armoured pads of black. As Olivia gazed down at the rampantly transforming girl beneath Chloe a segmented scorpion-like tail extended between her legs, reflexing in curls as if being tested for its first use.

Chloe meanwhile had grown a pale white, her glossy black hair fanned out across her back, her bulbous ass quivering in response to the insect-like tongue teasing her pussy. As Chloe lifted her head to scream out in climax her poppy red horns became obvious, the way they protruded from her forehead before angling up to sharp points. Her lips shared the red, as did her nipples, her own tailbone beginning to protrude from above her ass.

Olivia fingered herself watching her cellmates as their bodies exhibited their increasingly soulless descent into the Idol's ranks.

Suddenly clawed hands grabbed her pulling her to the caged front of the cell with a resonating clang. “Are you going to just watch? Or are you going to fuck with them until you all want nothing more than to surrender to the pleasurable embrace of the Idol.” Lisa hissed, her clawed hands moving to fondle Olivia's breasts as her tail reached between her legs, and teased Olivia's clit which its phallic end.

As Olivia purred in content submission Lisa pushed her away from the bars. “Fuck them, and be fucked,” Lisa commanded, putting the bitch in her place. Shoving the scoffing partially turned woman from the bars Lisa shook her head, obviously, this soul had farther to fall. Her pride was keeping her from joining the truly depraved ranks of the Idol.

The commotion had disrupted the changing duo on the floor. They both shuffled apart staring at their former dominator. Licking their lips they both glanced at each other for a moment knowing, before pouncing.

Olivia toppled to the floor throwing Chloe aside, before crying out in pleasure. Victoria smiled with delight as she pulled her tail back towards her, licking the phallic tip clean of the drop of her venom that was left on the surface after her stinger retracted.

Olivia writhed about on the floor, her body on fire with delightful pleasure, deeper in her mind through the twisted morality and inhibitions of the former sex toy took root. Olivia grinned dumbly as she looked over at the recovered Chloe, then to the scorpion-tailed Victoria.

Crawling with feline swagger towards Victoria Olivia subserviently began kissing up along the mild yellow toned skin. The formerly intimidated witness got up and sat upon the bench, legs spread, her tail laying on the floor between them. Laying in wait for when it might next see use.

Olivia crawled across towards her, kissing her way up from Victoria's feet, her hands felt their way along the silky smooth skin, higher, and higher until her lips approached across Victoria's thigh, her hands cupping the beautiful breasts above. Her mind a blank slate of hungering desire and lust, eager to please and be pleased.

Looking to Chloe, Victoria smiled invitingly. Grabbing Olivia's still prominent ponytail she pulled the woman's face to her pussy, moaning lasciviously as she felt the tongue take its first taste of her pussy.

Chloe approached From behind, wrapping herself around Olivia she embraced and felt up and down the woman leaning close to Olivia's ear. “You gotta fuck a girl when she asks for it.” She lectured sternly provoking as gasp of pleasure as she clenched Olivia's breasts aggressively, all while pressing her own against Olivia.

Looking down at the sadly lacking slut Victoria curled her tail tip upwards stabbing into Olivia with a surprised shriek. Feeling the pleasurable release of her venom into the woman the stinger retracted beneath its sheath, the phallic end it had protruded from shortly fumbled with blindly as Olivia succumbed to the new perverse inhibitions injected into her.

Victoria moaned lusciously as she felt her tail guided into penetrating the bitches cunt, Olivia's eyes gazing up with wanton need from the pussy she was sucking on. Pausing for a moment to shriek in painful pleasure as the bulbous scorpion tail penetrated into her.

Olivia's mind was feeling hazy, her breathing heavy, her body burning with a suddenly increased desire. She discovered pleasure in her sexual acts previously foreign to her, the only time she had previously cared about another's pleasure was when it suited her, she didn't suck cock, she never considered eating pussy. Now that was all changing, and not just because she felt the pleasure she delivered echo back across her body. Her mind was melting beneath the venom, the stinger now milking the uncorrupted innocence and inhibitions she had left, drawing it away to process into even more volatile venom.

Olivia explored with her tail, learning and experiencing its movement, feeling along Chloe **** for a slit. How could she ever have refused any sexual advance? She thought about all those times **** up girls were sucking cocks in the washroom to “be cool", or get their next hit, or simply because they enjoyed it... How could they not enjoy it? How could she not have joined them?

Victoria bared a predatory grin, her glistening gem like void eyes absorbing the once commanding woman as she submitted to her new craven sexual appetite. Gazing up as the cell doors opened Victoria looked to Lisa.

"Whatever you want, it's yours." Victoria offered her mind and will broken. Victoria screamed aloud as her tainted soul was ripped from her being, ushered away to her re-maker. Arching herself forward in orgasm she pulled Olivia tight to her pussy feeling her juices squirt. Looking upwards she felt her newly formed wings reach out from her shoulders and stretch.

Rolling her head around she gazed over her shoulders at the wasp-like wings, they pleased her. Watching Olivia fondle one of her sensitive firm C cups breasts pleased her.

Olivia stared up in jealous want, eagerly penetrating into Chloe. Hungering for her changes to finish too as her body felt the only other soul left in the empathic link descend into oblivion.