Why wouldn't she?

Candice was in absolute heaven. The culmination of her corruption to the Idol had been absolutely soul stealing.

The pace of thrusts into her had slowed as Mike and Carlos grinded into her ass and pussy **** for some relief from the torturous pleasure of numerous climaxes from which they couldn't cum. But that worked for the succubus as her black lips and forked tongue dragged across Dion's cock making him want to cum more than ever.

"Uhh... Can't make me cum... Don't you want me to cheat." He gasped tauntingly at Candice, her teeth scraping along his shaft in response.

"I can make any of you cum, any, time, I want." Candice replied seductively. She wasn't going to let this resistant prick think he could coax her into letting him have the pleasure of cumming.

Releasing Dion's cock she reached behind her grasping Mike's head over her shoulder with one hand, cupping Carlos's head against the breast he still suckled with another. She could stay fucking these condemned souls all day, but she had work to do.

"Mike, I want your cum in my ass so bad. Would you be willing to do anything to unleash it there?" Candice asked the weakest willed electrician in the trio, before looking down at Carlos. "Would you?"

Mike moaned as he felt the sudden will to increase his pace of fucking into Candice. She smiled and began moaning and shrieking in pleasure as Carlos experienced the same resurgence. She stared at Dion as he stroked his cock before her face, a stroke that slowed as he looked behind the succubus harlot to see what she was doing to his co-workers and friends.

Mike humped into the red skinned she devil with renewed intent. He hadn't uttered his answer but a deliberate hard thrust in was all the affirmation he needed to give. That thrust soon became the wind up of his new aggressive fuck into the perfect apple ass, his arms thickening with muscle, his hands taking on a more clawed form as they reached around the harlot to grab her tits and pull her via them back towards him with each thrust.

Dion let go of his cock as he looked down to see similar changes overtaking Carlos. He thought the realization and fear were his own, but they only had the grace of resurfacing because Candice had let him out of the entrancement she held him in.

Despite the fear and shock at the changes overcoming his friends his cock remained rigid and ached for pleasure. Voices in his head told him he should get back in there and say he'd do anything to cum on the bitches face.

He started stroking his cock aggressively again, he couldn't help himself. He needed to cum so bad, his knees feeling weak and almost giving out as he felt Candice's forked tongue tease the tip of his cock head.

Soon the room's occupants screamed in climax as the newly formed incubi came in her ass and pussy.

Dion stumbled back, still stroking his cock.

Standing up Candice looked directly towards the lone human left in the room. "I'm sorry Dion. You aren't good enough to cheat on your wife with me." Candice commented raising a hand firmly to indicate she wasn't sacrificing this quarry to her newly turned soulless comrades. "I give you this lust, desire, and torment to bear. And you will bear it until you fuck your wife with your corrupted cock so hard she gives up her own soul to cum. Then, and only then may she relieve you of this commitment not to cheat."

Dion's eyes went wide with terror. He had laid with the devil, and the devil had not only forsaken him, but forsaken his wife. What had he done? He realized how he had been seduced, how he failed to resist, how he should have left when she started.

"You should probably go home. Try not to give into temptation along the way." Candice dismissed him turning to look at the incubi in the room while reaching for her cell phone.

"I need the internal communication lines corrupted, we need to make sure no one tattles on our bredren out there. From there, see if we can corrupt the computer systems through their electricity." Candice ordered watching as the incubi went to work channeling the Idol's corrupting influence into various wiring hubs on the walls before fanning out into the other rooms.

Candice began covering herself in a glamour and reaching for her blouse. She turned to see Dion scramble away with his clothes, he could try to rat on them, but who would believe him, Candice thought to herself as she typed an e-mail on her phone.

"Have a solution to the electrician issue, quickly meeting in twenty minutes in the boardroom."