Just down the hall.

To your horror, the noises are coming from just down the hallway, only a few rooms down from yours. It has to be coming from one of the rooms that Maya or Mick had picked out. Cautiously peaking out the door of your room, you see red light spilling out of the room you recall Maya having picked out as her own. The door is splintered apart, as though someone or something had smashed through it from the outside (you must have been really tired to have slept through THAT). You can see strange shadows constantly shifting in the red light.

Quietly, doing your utmost not to make any noise, you slowly creep towards the smashed-in door. As you get closer, you can hear unmistakable sounds of growling, snarling, and moans. You're pretty sure you know what you're going to find, but somehow, you have to see it with your own eyes.

Approaching the smashed doorframe from the sides, you peek around the corner and almost gasp at what you see. The lights in the room have somehow changed from their natural bright color to a dim red haze, flickering arrhythmically. Maya is on all fours on the full size bed, moaning and snarling as she's being pounded from behind by Mick, who has one hand cockily rested on his hip while the other presses firmly down on the small of Maya's back. Both of them are fully transformed, Mick's already athletic frame now swole to supernatural proportions, with Maya's tight, toned crossfit girl physique now augmented with luscious porn star curves. Streams of black milk are spraying from Maya's ballooning tits as they jiggle from Mick's violent thrusts, and the entire room is coated in a thick film of black milk and cum. As Maya continues to snarl and moan on all fours, quivering waves run down the newly turned succubus' juicy new curves from Mick's powerful rhythmic pounding, almost in time with the strobing of the dim red lights. The spectacle of the two shameless, hard-bodied sub-creatures fucking each other raw almost looks like some bizarre fetish porn video.

The two new lust demons don't seem to have noticed your presence yet, lost as they are in their savage rutting. As you stare transfixed at the display being put on in front of you, it occurs to you that you were in such a hurry to investigate the noises that you left your rifle back in your room. You wonder if you'd be able to sneak back and retrieve it without attracting the attention of the two rutting sex demons.