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Chapter 6 by Drakavius

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Those Yet To Be Turned Pt. 2

Unnamed Katy Victim Female 1

  • Hotel Guest

  • Wedding Guest

  • Corrupted by Katy, Reception Food and ****, Music

  • 48.2(1) Hailey had rolled over, regretting the length of her dress as she made out with a girl while laying on her stomach, an arm beneath her fingering herself as she watched what had been that woman's date start to penetrate her.

Unnamed Katy Victim Female Asian

  • Hotel Guest
  • Wedding Guest
  • Corrupted by Katy, Reception Food and ****, Music
  • 48.2(1) Katy unloaded her tail on the face of an Indian girl and Asian sucking on the phallus tipped tail they had tackled

Unnamed Katy Victim Female East Indian

  • Hotel Guest
  • Wedding Guest
  • Corrupted by Katy, Reception Food and ****, Music
  • 48.2(1) Katy unloaded her tail on the face of an Indian girl and Asian sucking on the phallus tipped tail they had tackled

Unnamed Katy Victim Male 4

  • Hotel Guest

  • Wedding Guest

  • Corrupted by Katy, Reception Food and ****, Music

  • 48.2(1) leaning back oblivious to how his body had begun being absorbed into the possessed building

Unnamed Reception Female 1

  • Hotel Guest

  • Wedding Guest

  • Corrupted by Reception Food, **** and Music

  • 49.1(3) she watched a dirty blonde girl being fucked on her back, shuffling over slightly Sarah locked lips with the woman, fondling one of her full breasts.

Unnamed Reception Female 2

  • Hotel Guest

  • Wedding Guest

  • Corrupted by Reception Food, ****, and Music

  • 50.1(3) watching as one unchanged woman parted from a particularly demonic couple. Sarah thought one might be the groom. Strangely the woman seemed to be struggling to get her dress back on.

Unnamed Reception Female Black

  • Hotel Guest

  • Wedding Guest

  • Corrupted by Reception Food, ****, Music, Groom

  • 50.1(3) locked with a passing black girl, their tongues swapping a load of cum Jason had just unloaded on the dazed black woman

Laurie

  • Hotel Guest

  • Wedding Guest

  • Daughter of Bernadette

  • Mother of Rachel

  • 41.1(8) rather brazen mother. Talking openly and confidently about sex, nevermind acting so publicly

  • 44.1(6) Laurie had always made him almost uncomfortable with her cavalier, open sharing of her exploits.

  • 45.1(5) had shed a massive amount of obesity in the short time since they had last mingled at the reception. Laurie’s body having transfigured into the epitome of desire as she promiscuously meandered the room, her own souls descent and eventually transformation into a denizen of the Idol’s put off until all the more resistant souls had been eroded into compliance

  • 45.1(5) Cupping her E cup breasts Laurie threw her formerly blonde ponytail over her shoulder, its now raven lengths streaked with platinum. She was no longer a portly caring mother who gave all she could to enable her children to have everything they wished.

  • 45.1(5) lolling her own growing tongue out

Cassandra

  • Hotel Guest

  • Wedding Guest

  • Married to

  • Corrupted by Reception Food, Breathalyzer, James

  • Ornithologist

  • 39.6(1) her own skepticism of the supernatural had added strength to the veneer of disbelief that glamoured away the falling souls around her.

  • 39.6(1) Her red lips wrapped around the tube

  • 39.6(1) pushing her brown bangs out of her face

  • 41.1(9) Cassandra's breasts hung free from the top of her dress, swaying with each thrust from her husband against her shapely ass and hips. The dress hung crumpled around her midriff, never designed to reach across the newly accentuated feminine curves of its bearer.

  • 41.1(9) Groping her now DD breasts, feeling how her dress now snagged on her hips.

  • 41.1(9) Cassandra fondled her new cleavage, enjoying the feel, size, and volume of them. As her hands travelled down to her taut belly

  • 41.1(9) hands cupped her ass, the feel of the apple bottom exciting her

Irene

  • Hotel Guest

  • Wedding Guest

  • Corrupted by Breathalyzer, James

  • 40.1(9) Standing the vibrantly red haired woman back up he admired the emerald green dress hugging her body

  • 42.2(1) Irene couldn't move. She knew this. Her body lay ****, the head injury was bad.

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