Transformation and Dominance

John's heart raced. He didn’t know what to expect, but he wasn’t in the mood for her shit. Then he felt Violette return to his shoulder. She whispered in his ear “There you go she’s all yours, don’t be afraid to be a little rough.” John was really afraid now, especially when he felt the parasite pump him full of it venom, a fire igniting in her loins as his cock quickly swelled to erection.

"Can you lock my door, we need to have a private conversation.” She said still trying to keep it together. John sighed doing as he was asked and locking the door before turning to face her. “Look Mrs. Garland I don’t thi… his sentence was cut off as she pulled him into a hot messy kiss. Her tongue exploring the inside of his mouth, her hand groping his cock over his pants.

John managed to push himself away. “Mrs. Garland this, me and you is not a good idea.” Garlands thighs pinched tightly together as the onslaught continued inside her. She groaned, grabbing her blouse before ripping it open, the buttons flew in different directions as her heaving breasts threatened to spill out of her lace bra. “Something’s wrong, she gasped between breaths, something, in me.” She shoved her hand into her skirt and slid her fingers into her swollen pussy feeling the little ants crawling and nibbling at the walls of her cunt.

“Please, she begged. I need that cock, her eyes staring daggers at the tent in his pants. “I’m sorry Mrs. Garland but no.” John was in no rush to do her any favors. He turned, unlocking the door. Before he could open the door Mrs. Garland spoke desperation in her voice. “If you don’t get over here and fuck me, I’ll fail you.” John stopped in his tracks. “What did you say?” Mrs. Garland leaning against her desk breathing heavy. “You heard me, I’ll fail you.”

John’s eyes flashed Violet, he slowly locked the door again. His anger boiling on the verge of overflowing. Violette watched from one of the desks, “Oh this is gonna be delicious.” She thought to herself. John turned to face the orc, slowly undoing his pants, allowing his cock to spring out in the open. He aproached her “Is this what you want?” John asked grasping his meat. Mrs. Garland eyes wide at the girth of it, could only nod her head as she bit her lip her hand reaching out to grasp it. John stopped, her hand just out of reach. “Bend over the table.” His aura had shifted taking on dominant personality.

Mrs. Garland momentarily stunned obeyed, leaning over her desks she swayed her thick ass in the air. John pulled her skirt up, he could see her panties through her panty hose. He grabbed on and tore a hole in the thin fabric. Mrs Garland shook with anticipation. “Beg for it. John commanded. “What”she replied before yelping as John roughly slapped her ass. I said Beg for it.” Garland took a little too long to reply, yelping again as John’s hand smacked her ass again leaving a handprint. Garland whimpers “Please, I beg you, pump me with that cock.” John smiled, exposing sharp teeth. “Good.”

His dominance surfacing as he approached her. He grabbed the waistband of her panties and yanked them to the side, revealing her glistening ass. Without hesitation, he rammed his cock into her tight hole, eliciting a yelp from Mrs. Garland. She hadn't expected him to choose her ass, but John was beyond listening to her demands.

He thrust in and out of her ass, each movement more forceful than the last. Mrs. Garland's protests quickly turned into savage moans, her tits spilling out of her bra and bouncing with each powerful thrust. John's cock swelled past its limit, the veins turning a deep purple as he fucked her ass with reckless abandon.

The room filled with the sounds of their flesh slapping together, the scent of sex heavy in the air. Mrs. Garland's ass clenched around John's dick, her body surrendering to the raw power of his fucking. She was an orc in heat, her natural strength no match for the monstrous **** that John was becoming.

In the heat of the moment, John didn't notice his transformation. His eyes glowing with a violet light, the veins around them darkening as his true nature emerged. His body grew in size, his muscles rippling under his skin, which was taking on a faintly iridescent sheen. Garland begged him to ram her pussy.

Mrs. Garland, lost in a haze of pleasure and pain, didn't realize the change at first. It was only when John's voice deepened into a guttural rumble and he grabbed her arms pulling them behind her and forcing her further onto his monstrous dick, that she looked back at him, her eyes widening in fear and awe.

“You haven’t earned it yet, his voice deep and heavy, Apologize," John commanded, his grip on her arms tightening as he pulled her further onto his cock. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she was **** to take him even deeper.

"I'm sorry," she whimpered, her mascara running down her face in black rivulets.

"Sorry for what?" John demanded, a noticeable bulge forming in her lower abdomen as he thrust deeper into her ass.

"I'm sorry for failing you, I was wrong," Mrs. Garland gasped, her toes clenching as she struggled to accommodate his girth. “I’ll be your personal cum slut from now on, now please, ravage my cunt, master."

Satisfied with her submission, John pulled his cock out of her butt with a wet pop. With inhuman strength, he lifted her up and pushed her against the chalkboard, her legs wrapping around his waist. He positioned his cock at the entrance of her dripping pussy and slammed into her with a **** that shook the classroom.

Mrs. Garland's screams of pleasure echoed off the walls as John fucked her pussy rough and hard. The once stoic and smug orc was now a blubbering, squirting mess on his cock, her body convulsing with each powerful thrust.

John's own pleasure was building to a crescendo, the parasite in his prostate driving him to new heights of ecstasy. He could feel his orgasm approaching, a fiery sensation that threatened to consume him.

With a final, savage thrust, John came inside Mrs. Garland, his hot seed filling her as they both cried out in release. Their bodies shuddered against each other, sweat mingling as they rode the waves of their climax.

As the intensity of their coupling subsided, John's transformation reversed. He shrank back to his normal size, his eyes losing their violet glow, and the veins around them fading away. He looked down at Mrs. Garland, who was now a panting, satisfied mess at his feet.

"Thank you," she murmured, her foot reaching out to gently rub against his still erect cock. "I've never felt anything like that before."

John, still trying to process the events that had just unfolded, John noticed ants started crawling out of Mrs. Garland. As they exited the womans body the in a single file line crawled back out the window. Receiving a few more rubes from the orcs foot, John put his pants back on and gathered his thing. Mrs. Garland still breathing called after him hoping to see him in class tomorrow before her rushed home.