Lisa Dealing With Cell 2

Olivia gazed lewdly with desire as the blood red figure of Lisa's demonic form stepped into view. Lisa smiled, impressed with how the dominant woman was coming along. Olivia wasn't just wanting the pleasure and orgasmic release of her soul, she was demanding it.

Lisa weaved her prehensile tail between the bars, reaching out towards the former **** dealer, as she exploited her two cell mates for her own desires. Olivia reached her elongating tongue out lapping towards it alluringly, clenching Chloe’s head against her body while stroking Victoria's forehead as she relished her growing phallic tail being sucked on alongside her clit.

Gazing upon Lisa, Olivia pondered the question that had echoed down the hall to them. Was this the beast? Why was it even a question then? This was less beast and more desire and lust incarnate, something she found herself growing less inclined the decline, nevermind resist.

Olivia, Chloe and Victoria groaned as they felt the surge of corruption transform Cell one, shortly after they recovered from the orgasms they redoubled their efforts. **** to fill a void of pleasure left in the empathic link as Cell One descended from being capable of a soulful link. The Idol's Corruption sullying what was left with a taste of the soul shattering orgasms.

Fondling her swelling E Cup breasts Olivia accentuated her moaning and groaning, grinding back and forth between the two women presenting her best to attract the large breasted demoness standing before her into fucking her with that delightful tail.

Lisa smiled devilishly as she kept her tail just out of reach of the transforming woman. She thought about how well the three women were coming along, despite not having sexually interacted with those touched by the Idol directly.

Olivia was clearly the furthest along, her brown hair long faded beneath the red streaked black, her now royal purple skin was accented by her black areolas and lips, her white teeth glinting as they began to reshape into fangs. Ram like horns had begun to curl back around her pointing ears.

The two girls pleasuring her obviously lacked such a pre-existing inclination towards evil that had so smoothly taken hold over Olivia as her tail reached its full length and her wings began to stretch forth from her shoulder blades. Despite the almost complete transformation Olivia felt incomplete, something was evading her.

Looking upon Chloe as she grinded against the phallic tail Olivia couldn't help but smile, "Such a delight" she thought manipulating how Chloe was crouched to kiss up her back alluringly toward their observer. As she reached Chloe's shoulder she bared her new grown fangs and bit deep, drawing blood and prompting a masochistic squeal of delight as her hand reached for the increasingly perverse toy. Olivia could no longer perceive people as anything more that objects to be fucked.

Pulling it free she smiled sadistically as she licked it presenting it to the groaning woman as she shifted eager to feel something fill its void.

Chloe glared at Olivia, she was no longer the uninhibited drunk that had happened upon the Idol's plot here, the toy had milked her dry of her inhibitions and morals, absorbing them, leaving behind a more depraved carnal Chloe, someone lacking any resistant thought or instinct to obstruct her lust filled desires for more. Pleasure, lust, desires, it didn’t matter. She wanted it all.

"Fuck me." Chloe gasped aggressively, staring deep into the darkening eyes of the almost fully turned succubus.

"What?" Olivia almost scoffed, distracted from seducing the demoness beyond the bars.

"Fuck me, and maybe she'll, fuck you." Chloe asserted, snatching the toy from Olivia and crawling along over top of Victoria, lapping at the girl's pussy, spreading her legs and grinning devilishly as she positioned the toy over the bud of her ass, Chloe chuckled malevolently before gasping with pleasure as the toy eagerly resumed its task.

Gazing down at the cocky bitch Olivia's tail waved about with agitation, as she stared at the woman feeling Victoria's tongue begin to delve deeper into her pussy.

Victoria meanwhile was just going with the feel and flow. She couldn't see the succubus looking in on them, she hadn't become alarmed by the change in skin colour on Olivia, or felt the tail she had sprouted. Victoria was locked solely on eating the pussy on top of her face, relishing how every fresh touch of her lips, lap of her tongue, and brush of her breath resonated onto herself. Victoria gazed up wantonly at the blossoming demoness above her through valleys of tits, and across taught abs beyond flared hips. She wanted this, more for her than for the reasons she had started.

It was all worth more than the slight discomfort of her body pressing increasingly against the concrete floor. As Chloe crawled over top of her, their sensitive breasts brushing against each other's bodies, her hands parting Victoria's legs... Well it was more than welcome. Victoria couldn't think of a reason not to cooperate, in fact she was excited by the real sensations compounding the ones that had echoed upon her, much of which now seemed lacking.

Victoria gasped in surprise as she felt the toy latch onto her, screamed in pleasure for a moment as it pulled itself in, parting her virgin ass for its first fuck. The sensation was unbelievable, Victoria had always worried it would hurt, but the experience caused her to question why she had never done anal before, what pain she felt just amplified the pleasure, as her body fell even deeper into a torrent of sensations. As she licked up into Olivia she could swear her tongue delved farther.

The former water bottle continued to twist, full on the inhibitions, morality, and innocence it had milked. Already it was saturating itself with those of Victoria. It began to spread up her back, seductively massaging its way into her, melding with her. Victoria's inhibitions and innocence where being pulled close, collecting within the infernal creation, nurtured and cradled as it blended with those of the good intentioned jail guard, and the drunken cell mate Victoria and Olivia had assaulted into this threesome.

New malevolent dark ideas took root in Victoria's mind, fertile soil cleansed of opposition to the depraved and perverse mind rewriting itself. She began to question why she hesitated fucking her cell mate with the bottle. She wondered why she didn't assert herself to the bitch in the tube top.

She decided she was definitely going to make her boyfriend pay. Later, for right now a new desire was coming about. Victoria gasped and moaned, gazing up at Olivia as she stood to look at what was becoming of her cell mates.

Olivia gasped at what she saw.