Lydia

Lydia rocked back and forth in the cage, tormented by the increasing population of denizens arriving and fucking.

She dared not to look up from her hands, her senses unnecessary to inform her of the heralded arrival of another soul. Its actions of damnation, the additional hanging cage containing the displaced soul as damnation took further hold of their person hood.

Worse still, Lydia now knew. Her panicked brain a frenzy of overwhelmed awareness as she perceived two different layers of reality in parallel. As the corrupted gateway of that statue used her to help more souls transcend to its realm.

To embrace its reality.

To awaken and anchor it further in theirs.

Even now Lydia was aware of her mortal coil masturbating, torn between awaiting the passed out naked forms in her apartment to awaken from their fuck induced sleep. Trying to make use of their sleeping forms, or wandering out of the apartment in search of others to embrace pleasure with.

A sudden rocking of the cage drew Lydia out of her fetal position, gazing around wildly in alarm. Wide eyed, Lydia scrambled to the opposite side of the cage and pressed her back against it, trying to keep out of reach of the outstretched arm reaching towards her bare body.

“Why don’t you take a break from the guilt trip?” The curvaceous woman purred, Daniela’s gracious nature having been perverted into embracing the demonic features taking over her body. Large natural looking breasts pillowed against the bars, her still tan skin contradicting the eager changes that had quickly manifested in the latin woman.

“Why not come out to play? I’d like to thank you.” Daniella purred, snaking her elongated tongue out happily, grateful it had helped her get deep into Dorothy’s pussy to thank the neighbour for greeting her here so warmly, that is until her tail had developed.

Daniela had spent its virginity fucking Dorothy, staring eagerly at Lydia wanting nothing more than to thank her.

As Lydia kept away from Daniela she flapped the purple wings she had flown up here with, flaunting their hot pink webbing as she leapt to another cage with the agility of a newly fledged bird.

“NO!” The caged Daniela screamed out, fleeing to grab the bars on the opposite side of her cage as her almost fully succubus self grabbed her hips.

“Oh… Yes..” The demoness responded, her tail easily reaching and snaking into the inevitably wet pussy of her caged soul. “I’m gonna fuck me until you thank Lydia for the salvation.”

“Nnn..ooo… we… we… are… nntt… like… Oh god… yes… please…” The caged human Daniela cried out, sobs quickly shifting to panting breaths as she lost herself in the tainted pleasure overwhelming her body as it was exploited in this place.

Daniela cursed herself, she hated that she was enjoying the pleasure, that she was enjoying being fucked there, in a cage over looking an orgy of damnation. Wanting ever more so to be immersed amidst it.

Gazing to the caged next to her, Daniela watched through heavy eyelids the lean figure of a pale white girl her age, slowly getting up off her ass where she had been masturbating, legs spread.

The lean teen Daniela didn’t recognize crawled across her tiny cage, hardly pausing from touching herself to lean up against her bars, heavy breaths, and wide needy eyes conveying to Daniela just how far the soul before her had fallen.

“Puh… lease… pret…ty… puh… lease… Fuck me… next…” Some how, Daniela suddenly just knew this was the fate of the souls condemned here, slowly eroded away by the carnal acts torturing them by being the only relief, only escape.

Wearing away everything until there was just some husk begging to still be used. Wanting to be used.

As Daniela some how became aware of all this, she couldn’t help but notice how close her cage had become to Brandy’s. The red headed teen locking lips feverishly with Daniela for a moment, as Daniela felt herself desire the other teens fate.

“OH… FUCK!” Daniela screamed out, feeling herself fall to all fours as she suddenly found herself no longer caged, but there fallen over top of Mark on his back. Daniela delighted at the feel of his clawed hands groping her heavier feeling breasts, they seemed to yearn with pressure to be squeezed, aching for the fondling as her nipples began to drip with milk.

Feeling her hair pulled back, Daniela gazed upon what was left of herself still in the cage, looking more broken, demoralized, defeated. She was watching herself watching as she yielded more to the Idol in return for its tainted release from imprisonment.

“Say it… Bitch…” She heard herself demonic degradingly demand of her.

“Thank… Thank… You.. Lydia… For saving me.” Daniela panted, looking with now slowly crazed eyes up at Lydia, feeling the demonic vestige of herself seemed to merge and fuse with her as it pressed tightly to her body, biting, scratching, and fucking with the Latin girl.

Its last physical separation a passionate kiss before an even more demonic Daniela impaled herself upon the incubus beneath her. Heating her breast with both ha ds, snaking her tail in alongside his cock to double stuff her pussy.

“COME FUCK ME LYDIA! I can’t wait for more!” Daniela’s cry was soon answered, as a disappointingly mortal cock took up penetrating her ass.

Daniela instantly knowing the man’s perverse encounter in the porn shop that lead him to waking here.

She loaded him on, feeling her ass ripple with increasing vigor, his body quickly twisting with its immersion here where his damnation could manifest more fully.

Daniela delighted as more souls arrived, ones both familiar, and complete strangers entangled through the corrupt actions of those touched by the Idol.

Stella had arrived, at first denying that she had drifted off to sleep and awoken here.

Her pleading sobs slowly displaced as she couldn’t help but stroke the first cock within reach, Pleading for others to come closer. Allowing herself to drown in the delight that she was still attractive, desirable, and wanted.

As Stella kneeled there, her body partially immersed in amorphous shadows, groping, clawing, and pulling on her. Stella was delighting perversely as some of the porn shops patrons came within reach, a new stranger crawled up, licking drizzling cum off the blonde woman’s breasts, before lewdly making out, sharing and joining Stella in the developing gangbang.

Serena had debated sharing what she’d seen Lydia doing in the store with Jonathan, every effort to do so having plagued her mind with what ifs and sexual curiosities easily ten times more o trustee than the whispering thoughts and ideas from the Idol since her exposure to it.

Serena actually felt grateful when sleep had taken her unexpectedly after she got home. The dream space she was within giving an ample opportunity for her to try and rid herself of such thoughts.

But even as the mind of those influenced by the Idol slipped beyond the veil of the real world into practicing their damnation within its realm, other still we left in the waking world, unaware of what was brewing in the distorted time these other minds were entrapped within.