Start with staff

Aiden thought it would be best to start with the employees of the hotel first, hopefully enabling him to sneak around the place with less difficulty. He saw a uniformed worker push an empty cart into a back room and followed after them, using his pheromones to ensure he wasn't seen.

He followed the employee through swinging doors until they reached a large room full of stainless steel tables. Peeking through the window on the door, Aiden saw that fancy serving platters and covers sat on one of them, along with silverware, napkins, and fancy glasses. Through another pair of door he could see what looked like a large kitchen, leaving him to believe that this was a prep room for room service meals. Evidently, it wasn't very busy, as six servers, four women and two men, sat around chatting, joined by three cooks, two of which were men. They were relaxing and laughing, making for easy targets.

Aiden boldly walked into the room, immediately drawing everyone's attention. In his appropriated gym clothes, he couldn't look more out of place.

"Hey, who are you?" one of the female servers asked as he walked up to them. She was in her mid-thirties, just under 6 feet, with dark blonde hair tied back behind her head. She had generous curves, her ass and breasts sure to draw lustful eyes, especially in her tight uniform.

"I'm your new boss," Aiden said, standing in front of the group. "From now on, you'll be taking orders from me." The servers and cooks looked at each other with confused looks, a couple of them chuckling. The blonde woman standing in front of him rolled her eyes.

"Like hell you are. If we were getting a new manager, I would have heard about it."

"Oh, sorry, I guess I should have made that clearer," Aiden said. "By boss, I don't mean 'manager'. More like 'overlord', though I'm still working on that. I can't come up with anything that really fits."

"What the hell are you talking about? Anyways, get out of here, or I'll get security." Now Aiden was getting annoyed.

"That's no way to talk to your superior. I came her to give you the greatest gift of your lives, and you ridicule me and threaten to kick me out. Clearly, you don't have brains worth much." Aiden's tone dropped threateningly, the skin on his shoulders bulging. "I suppose that's good though. This way, you won't miss them." A dozen tentacles tipped with needles burst from his muscular shoulders, waving in the air menacingly, before the first shot forward and buried itself in the rude blonde's forehead.

The woman jerked in surprise as the needle penetrated her skull. She barely had a moment to process the attack before Aiden's cum rippled down the tentacle's length, the fluid shooting into the woman's brain, covering it in white fluid. The blonde looked up to the tentacle reaching into her mind with a look of horror before her eyes rolled back and her body started to shake as her brain was destroyed by the virus. She babbled incoherently, random sounds spilling from her mouth as cum dribbled out her nose. Her violent jerking increased as her will disappeared under a lake of jizz.

The rest of the workers were quick to react once the woman started shaking, but could do nothing against the overwhelming speed of the tentacles as they shot forward and buried themselves in the skulls of the other eight. They each felt a moment of terror before their minds were erased by the corrupted cum, enslaving them to Aiden's will.

Knowing he would need to operate subtly, Aiden mostly prevented them from ballooning out to the typical ridiculous proportions. Still, he let a few of the less endowed swell a bit, ensuring each of the women had a full set of curves and the men had a dick and balls to satisfy any targets.

"Now that that's taken care of," Aiden said, pulling the tentacles back under his skin, "I expect you all to be much more compliant."

"Yes sir," they all droned, with the exception of the first blonde. Aiden had accidentally filled her with too much of his cum, leaving her even more of a zombie than the others, completely incapable of thought. Luckily, he had managed to avoid giving the others the same fate. Aiden idly pulled out his dick and jammed it down the blonde's throat, who didn't offer a speck of resistance.

"No, see, 'sir' just doesn't have the right ring to it. Let's try 'lord'," he said.

"Yes, Lord," the workers said in monotone. Aiden considered it a moment and came down the woman's throat, making her stomach swell with the sheer volume of his cum.

"I guess that's a bit better. Aiden, Lord of the Virus. Viral Lord. Eh, I'll work it out later." He pulled out of his used cum balloon, dropping her to the floor. Maybe he should fill her up until she popped. That might be fun to see. He **** himself to focus on his new servants.

"Alright, here's our plan. I'm going to infect this entire hotel, and I'm going to use you eight to do it. Servers, you make sure anyone who calls for room service gets what they pay for. Cooks, I think soup is the name of the game tonight. And I think you've got the perfect secret ingredient." Aiden's cock rose again, thinking of the sexual anarchy that would soon fill the place. He dragged the still full blonde over to him, lifting her up so he could penetrate her ass, which was dripping cum everywhere. "You all know your jobs, get to it!"