Vacation can wait.

Military, your mind wraps around the concept. Thousands of souls eagerly obeying orders from a single commander. Corrupt the commander and you would have a whole army at your beck and call. You find the thought very enticing. You look closer at the ensign, the one they call Deb. You study her, her form, her movements, the sound of her voice. She is young, not much more than eighteen, and a virgin! You envy her, she is going to have her cherry popped by a child of Lilith, not some foolish groping teen. You realize you have made up your mind, you are going with them.

You duck into the bathroom, and walk out wearing the illusion of a female soldier. The look is so unattractive. When you are in charge, changes will be made. You hop a rope and fall in with a dozen or so grunts. You do best to stay as far as possible from those filthy priests. You simply march out with the troops to a small convoy of waiting humvees. The priests, several high ranking officers, and Deb all board the first humvee, you stay with the grunts in the back. You slip behind the humvee and change your appearance to that of ensign Deb. You hop in. An attractive grunt eyes you.

"Deb, I thought you were riding in humvee one."

"I had to go pee, didn't make it there." You pause, thankfully he is wearing a name tag. "Carl."

As the humvee starts up and you begin to head toward "base" wherever that is, you notice Carl eyeing you. You can feel his lust. He is clearly smitten with Deb, despite her inexperience and rather plain figure. This presents an interesting opportunity. You pull into the base a few minutes later. It isn't much, simply a few hundred tents and an old building acting as a command center.

As you hop off the humvee, you whisper to Carl,"I lied about going to the bathroom, I really just wanted to ride with you. Come with me."

You surreptitiously grab his hand and pull him toward a deserted portion of the base camp.

"You, do you really want to do this Deb?"

Rather than answer you pull him into a kiss infecting him. You undo the belt on his fatigues and pull them down. You grab his penis and begin to work it.

"Oh, fuck yeah." He says as he tears off your fatigues. The virus is clearly beginning to have an effect on him as he is almost violent in his eagerness to have you. You let him take you in missionary position staring into his blue eyes.

As his eyes begin darken you drop your glamour

"You're not Deb! You're...You're...one of them! But, you are...so hot."

You laugh as he comes. His eyes soon snap open, vertical red slits. He soon becomes wonderfully muscular. His dick expands nicely. A pair of horns bursts through his forehead. You lick your lips, he is so much more attractive this way.

"Mmm, fuck more." He grunts.

"Sorry, I rather think private Carl has places to be."

"Yes, mistress."

You slide a glamour on, and you new helper shimmers and becomes the very human Carl again.

"Now ****, back to being Carl. And, stay well clear of those priests you won't be able to hold your illusion near them."

You ponder your next move.