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Grace and Aiden snuck into the back room of the club, spotting the waitress they had infected outside walk through a door. Judging from the pounding music, that was the main area of the club. There was also a small break room and a storeroom full of various bottles of ****. Aiden spotted a woman in the storeroom reaching for bottles of booze along the shelves, probably a bartender. Not one to miss a golden opportunity, he snuck up behind her, grabbing her outstretched arm and covering her mouth, stifling her cry of surprise.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you. You'll enjoy this," Aiden whispered in the girl's ear, brushing her dyed blond hair lightly. His hand snaked down to her pants, tearing a hole in them and exposing her twat. She tried to scream again, but Aiden's massive hand completely muffled the sound. In moments, he had his long dick out and was pushing into her slowly. He just barely bottomed out, filling the bartender's cunt entirely. Knowing that time was of the essence, he fucked her quickly, cum pouring into her in no time.

Like he had for her coworker, Aiden suppressed any changes the virus would make to the woman, ensuring that he would be able to complete his plan before letting the virus rage through the night club.

Momentarily satisfied and eager to see the results of his infiltration, he pulled out of the bartender, who collapsed against the shelves, his cum leaking from her used pussy. After learning there was another bartender working, a man in his mid-twenties, Aiden ordered his newly infected victim to lace any drinks she made with her cum if she could and to infect the other bartender.

With another slut-to-be in place, Aiden slipped out into the main room, the pounding bass filling his ears. Roughly sixty people filled the room, most of them dancing on the floor under flashing lights. A few groups huddled around tall tables, sipping drinks and talking. Aiden saw the waitress he had infected outside, wandering the tables, offering free drinks to anyone without one, the **** no doubt laced with her juices and the virus. Aiden debated whether he should join the dance floor and let chaos reign or wait a bit longer and wander the tables.