The fallen precinct

Hiro looked at her strangely, not sure he heard her correctly. Though he seems to shutter as she groped him a bit. He slowly began following her as he asked. “I am sorry what was that last part?” He said still a little confused and horny. The two were slowly heading towards her vehicle which was filled with all sorts of weird devices, lipstick, perfume, a few other strange devices as well. He figured she was working from her car that she needed to freshen up in there. Still he had something itching at the back of his head. Something did not feel right.

The cop opened her car, and invited him in with a faint smile. "To protect and serve sir." She said, as he got on. The car was filled with make-up, a parfume bottleneck laced with the Erosian corruption, and some corruptive gadget like a bimbo ray gun and a belt with highly potent bimbo-flashgrenades; strong enough to fill a room.

The two drove to the town's Police department; which was now a hive of Erosian corruption; led by the mutated Police chef, a multitentacled sexual monster.

Hiro smiles as he entered the precinct with the cop, which unbeknownst to him had fallen to the Erosi corruption. It was now a den of corruption. The area felt different, the smell of sweat and hard work was not there. There was a few people in cells, each one naked seperated by gender; used as sustenance before they would inevaitably corrupted. Hiro’s eyes got raised only to hear how. “They were running around streaking.” She smiled. Still he did not remember this many female officers. He looked around, “so how many other officers will you bring?" He asks, to which she answers: "Hmm, how many do you need Sir!" She said, as two cops strutted past, both dressed in uniforms leaving their assets visual for everyone to take advantage of.

Hiro looked at them slowly turning to look at the two officers who walked past them. “Umm to be honest, maybe all of them, this … place has gotten strange.” He uttered, just looking at them all again. “Should you all be dressed like this?” His head aches a bit, still he continues. “Yes we need to get all of the officers there and try and stop this invasion from occurring.”

He was now in a den of corruption and was either too oblivious or too horny to notice the changes. “We will have to do something.” He said trying to cover himself. The place seems to be a little more wet as they go a bit deeper, the air thicker and hazy more importantly it was warm.

At that point, knowing Hiro was basically trapped, the bimbo cop completely threw of her façade of professionalism, as she pinned him to a random wall, and slithered her slutty hand to his cock, which was made to grow perpetually in erotic or sexual places and times. "The makers are totally goody for us. They want to be good to you too, mister!" She said, as she stroked Hiro's cock; while the other cops fucked their prisoners in the cells.

Hiro looked at her. “The makers the…. Shit” He was grabbed as she slowly stroked him. He looked around watching the others getting fucked as the bimbo cop teased and toyed with him. He gulped hard as he tried to move back only to feel the wall. He felt the ping of the device click in his head, he stared at her for a moment as his cock was now leaking. “You don’t have to listen to them, you can be better!” He moaned out, feeling his member growing in her hand. “The fuck is happening?” He said.

"But i don't want to be better. I want to serve the makers, and praise Eros!" She said, as she kept stroming his growing member. At the same time he could hear the Erosian corruptive whispers to their subjects. "Corrupt others! Praise Eros! Be a corruptive force!" The cops gladly listened to these whispers, as they were full-blown worshippers of the Erosian empire of power through corruption; as they moved over to Hiro, and blinded him while still pumping his cock as they lead him to the cell Blocks.