Drinks on tables make for easy targets

Aiden, with Grace hanging on his arm, filtered through the tables, slipping from group to group. There weren't many, though one group of college-age kids in particular was rather large. They seemed to be celebrating something, though he couldn't tell what. A few of them split off to join the mob on the dance floor, which Aiden took advantage of to shoot a bit of his precum from a finger turned cock into a couple of the drinks. No sooner than he had finished, one of the guys came back and downed the rest of his drink, unknowingly dooming himself in the process. Aiden smiled and moved on.

He slipped through the club as stealthily as he could given his size, restraining Grace from running off to the dance floor. "Soon you'll be able to dance as much as you want," he whispered to her. "But not until I'm ready."

"I don't want to dance, Master," she cooed, tracing her hand over his chest and down to his crotch, not so subtly groping him.

"I'll give you a little something to hold you over, but we have to wait. We can't have too many people getting away." Aiden slipped his hand down Grace's waist, resting around her shapely hips and slipping into her pants. Using his transformed dick-finger, he fucked her silently, giving her another transformed finger to suck on to quiet her moans. Her unquenchable desire for sex fulled her and she vigorously suckled his finger as she slowly humped against him, working his finger-cock by clenching her pussy with incredible dexterity.

Aiden didn't take more than a minute to cum, shooting a small load in her mouth and cunt. She hummed happily before setting her eyes on a redhead sitting alone, who had watched the entire thing with rapt attention and a hand in her lap, teasing the fringe of her thin dress. Grace slipped over to her and kissed her from above, letting Aiden's load flow over her tongue and onto the redhead's own. The girl's eyes widened and her breathing picked up as Grace separated from her.

"There'll be plenty more of that soon," she whispered to her, coping a quick feel of the club girl's ultra-thin waist and tight butt before slipping away back to Aiden. "I really wanted to fuck her until she was screaming." She pouted at Aiden, who laughed.

"You'll get your chance soon enough," he said, sensing the number of people with the virus in them growing. All they would need now was a little push.