Eightieth floor

The elevator opens on the eightieth floor. Pulsing EDM, electric dance music hits you immediately. There is a short hall leading from the elevator to a large dance floor, the dance floor is decorated with a large pentagram. Flanking the dance floor are two huge bars. You notice in the corners and dark places couples and group engaging in sexual activity.

You approach one of the bars and slide onto a stool. Apparently the bartender can apprehend your needs and sets a red and black drink in a martini glass in front of you. You take a sip, it tastes like chocolate covered strawberries. You finish the drink in two gulps and gesture for another one.

Once you finish the second drink you're feeling very good, the Ecstasy is kicking in, you make your way to the dance floor. Gliding through the crowd you find a clear spot and begin dancing suggestively. It's not long before you're joined by two young women. A brunette girl in a nylon bodysuit is in front of you, grinding her bottom into you. You rub the brunette's snatch and nip at her earlobe. Behind you a blond in a pink Lycra mini-dress presses her breasts in your back and rubs against your ass.

By the time the DJ has played three more tracks you've torn a hole in the girls nylon bodysuit and are working two fingers in her sopping cunt, rubbing her clit with your thumb. After the brunette reaches a particularly powerful orgasm that leaves her shuddering, she turns to you and asks. "Would you like me to return the favor, Miss?

You smile wickedly at the young lady, she takes you by the hand and leads you into a shadowy nook where there are padded chairs and a couple tables. The blond in the pink Lycra dress tags along as well.

Soon you are seated on a chair, your dress hiked up around your waist. The brunette in the nylon bodysuit is on her knees between your legs. The blond in the pink Lycra dress stands next to you her top pulled down allowing you to feast on her melon like tits. You play with the women for awhile like this, then you start panting, your hands go to the brunette's head forcing her deeper in your wet hole, you grind yourself against her face as you come to a colossal orgasm. Your just recovering, your hand still on the head of the brunette when you see Charles Cambers at the edge of the dance floor. You lick your lips, saying. "I want some of that."

You make your way over to Charles straightening your dress as you go. "Mr. Cambers remember me?"

"Wendy Wershaw the star scientist of R&D department. Thank you again for that delectable little morsel, what was her name, Liza?" Cambers says cupping your ass, pulling you against his thigh.

You coo at his touch and softly say. "I want you to to fuck me in your true form."

Half whispering he says. "I don't think this is the best place for that."

"Then take me in your office." You tell him.

Charles Cambers hulking demonic form looms over your naked figure, his obsidian claws hold your waist as you writhe and moan impaled on his enormous fuck staff. His cock like tail works it's way to your mouth, pushing itself against your lips. you grab it with one hand and begin to fellate it, working it, in and out. You are enchanted by the taste and disappointed when it pulls out, until it snakes up behind you and begins to press between your ass cheeks. As Charles invades your vagina and ass you arch your back and black out from pleasure.