The Girls Start To Fall Under the Idol's Sway

Gia looked to Amy with a smile as she felt the last restraint on her remaining inhibitions cut loose. In truth she was as corrupt as the Idol could make her for over an hour already, her occult worship and liberal morals having made her readily malleable to the Idol's will and intent. Already she was mentally communing with the Idol, her mind was just starting to grow aware that it wasn't just some socially improper thoughts emerging in her head, and she wasn't alone.

The Idol kept Gia restrained to avoid spooking off Jaunie, something no longer an issue as Jaunie excitedly went all in on the new experiences she suddenly found opportunity for, her spritual awakening fueling a long starved character trait eager to catch up with the liberties she had abstained from maturely.

Amy was the last will it needed to break. Something her gluttony was already aiding.

Amy gasped as she felt Gia’s hand brush up between her legs, something told her to close them, to stop what she knew would come next. Instead she withdrew her hand from toying with her clit, teasing a nipple as she relished the touch of Gia as the punk girl started to finger her.

“Can you hear it?” Gia asked passionately as she kissed her way into the nook of Amy’s neck and down Amy’s collarbone.

“No..” Amy gasped breathing heavily as she wallowed in the hot tub feeling ever inch of herself growing ever more relaxed, alive, and pleasurable.

“Just focus on the buzzing.” Gia remarked with a giggle, kissing down to Amy’s surfacing nipple and suckling it as her fingers rolled along the inside of Amy’s pussy, a thumb teasing her clit.

Throwing her head back and pressing into the hand Amy moaned, not concerning herself too much as her body slipped further into the pool, her face just above its surface. There it was, not just a drunk or **** induced buzz, but a feeling, an idea, voices, words experiences…

Amy orgasmed as she felt her body pressed down below the surface, a momentary gasp for air giving way to passive drowning as Amy’s mind found peace in the question of wondering how long could she keep a cock breathlessly within her throat…

She felt around blindly, grabbing and feeling the other people in the tub blindly. A handful of breast, a pinched nipple, a hand up between two thighs, a stroked clit. Amy felt a new drive to reach for these things, the Idol's corruption seeping thoroughly and more openly alongside her peers.

As Amy returned to the surface her sex addled brain was no longer content simply to be pleased, its debate of action paused as she joined Jaunie and Gia in watching as Jennifer got out of the tub, and simply walked out into the open of the yard.

Naked.