Follow Chase

Amanda, Megan and your newest sister, Caroline, separate and pull the more than willing techs into what promises to be a scorching sapphic orgy. You are so very tempted to join them, but following Chase should prove to be more entertaining.

As she struts down the hallway she pulls a glamour around herself like a far more experienced succubus. She looks much like her old self except devoid of any human flaws. Her outfit, however, is wild.

She wears a plaid, schoolgirl, micro skirt. Fishnet stockings do little to hide her sexy legs. Six inch stiletto heels beat a stucatto rhythm as she walks down the hall.

Her noticably larger breasts are hugged by a tight, black, shiny, latex, tube top. They bounce seductively as she sashays down the corridor. Nestled between them is a silver inverted cross with the glyph of the goddess in the center, clearly proclaiming her fealty.

You pull your glamour back around you. No sense alarming anyone yet if you don’t have to.

“So Chase, where are we headed?”

Chase giggles a sinister sexy giggle. “I have a boyfriend. He’s sweet and kind and loyal. We were saving sex for marriage. Enough of that shit. I’m going to ride him until he becomes the relentless fucking machine he was always meant to be.”

You laugh at your sister’s directness. “Sounds good. Can I watch?”

“Hell yes! Bring a friend or two. It’s going to be quite a show.”

You reach the sleeping quarters. She makes a bee-line for one of the rooms. You focus in on a nervous blonde clearly headed out to her shift. You grab her and kiss her on the lips. All the pent up Lilith Strain virus you've been holding back streams into her.

You break the kiss and she stares at you stunned.

"Follow me. There is going to be quite a show."

She looks at you dreamily, lust beginning to creep into her expression. "But..but, my shift."

"Screw your shift. This will be way more fun."

You begin walking to catch up to Chase. The blonde pauses, looks toward the elevator and her shift, then looks squarely at your gorgeous ass. She turns and follows you, scurrying to catch up.

You catch up to Chase just as she opens her boyfriends door.

You peer inside. You smile. Chase has nice taste. Her boyfriend has dark hair. A bit of scruff makes him look edgy. He is average height and thin, but well built. He is clearly a bit turned on by Chase.

He scrunches his face. "Chase? What's with the outfit?"

Chases closes the gap between them. She grabs him kissing him on the lips, likely infecting him. He pushes her back.

"What the hell, Chase!"

"Mm, Hell. Do you like the outfit? I'm wearing it just for you Cliff."

"Well...um...its sexy, but..."

Chase snakes her hand into his pants.

“What are you doing, Chase!?”

“I’m getting you nice and aroused. Then you are going to grow a pair and fuck me.”

“Chase? What the fuck is a matter with you?”

Chase pulls on his button down shirt, ripping it open and sending buttons flying everywhere. She licks her lips and pushes him back on the bed, deftly pulling down his pants.

“Chase...we...”

Chase doesn’t wait for him to finish. She mounts him sliding her soaked sex down his erect pile.

“Oh! Chase!”

The blonde pushes on you. You position her in front of you. She bites her lip admiring the scene before her. You massage her ass, smelling her arousal.

Chase begins using her demonic strength to bounce up and down Cliff’s manhood. Soon he is lost in pleasure and moaning. Chase lets her glamour slip. Cliff is so lost in the moment he doesn’t even notice.

In front of you the blonde squirms. “She...she...she’s a demon!”

You gripe her breast, pinching her nipple. “Does that turn you on dear?”

Her jaw drops as she contemplates the question. “But, but...she’s a demon!”

“Not just a demon a hot sexy demon. Isn’t he lucky?”

“Lucky?”

“Lucky to fuck a creature of pure lust, lucky to feel ecstasy like nothing you can imagine.”

“Mm, yes lucky.”

“Don’t you want to be fucked like that?”

“Yes!”

As you shred her pants you let your glamour slip. The infected blonde melts into you. You slide your tail into her dripping snatch.

She moans. “Fuck yes. Fuck my slit!”

You watch Chase continue to ride Cliff as you pound the pliable blonde with your tail.

Cliff begins to moan loudly, and you feel pressure building in you tail. He cums with a beastial roar. You feel his soul being devoured by the pit and you cum, pouring an enormous load of corrupting fluid into the blonde. Her soul breaks free and you feast upon as much as you can before the goddess takes the rest.

Both of them begin to change. In minutes Cliff is an imposing masculine figure.

He roars. “I smell more pussy, catch you later Chase.”

Chase laughs. “Much better.”

You look at Chase and the demoness who had been the blonde. “I think it’s time we moved to secure the base.” They nod in agreement.