Discretion in the better part of valor, and Aiden has none

Aiden decided he was happy with the number of people who had been infected. He knew that once things started, that number would increase exponentially.

"Let's see how the dancing is," he said to Grace over the pounding beat. "Time to get the real party started." They took to the dance floor, immediately absorbed into the undulating sea of people. Grace let herself be separated from Aiden, a group of men gathering around her, drawn by her massive tits and shaking ass. It long before she was making out with one as another humped her from behind.

Aiden also had no shortage of admirers, though he had to work just a hint harder. He approached two women with a confidence that his previous self would have found impossible and quickly drew their attention. Even through his out of place sweatshirt, the two brunettes could tell he was a hunk. Combined with Aiden's latent arousing aura, they were all too happy to grind against him, the one on the left leveraging her larger breasts and butt to their full advantage. Aiden wasn't shy about letting them notice his hard member either, knowing that it would only serve to accelerate his timetable.

Sure enough, a minute later the one on the right, who was a couple inches shorter and had more refined features than the other, let her hand trace over his thigh and to his crotch, her eyes widening as she felt its girth. She immediately pushed her friend aside and pressing her ass against him, sending pleasure through his body as her cute butt strained against the fabric of her dark blue dress to caress him. The other one quickly realized the object of her friend's obsession and reached up to make out with Aiden.

"I'm Carly," she yelled to him, barely heard over the music. "She's Sam, my roommate. I want you to come back to our place tonight."

"You want me to fuck you?" he asked, slipping his hand between both women's legs, finding them equally wet though their tight panties. Carly nodded, eyes full of desire. Aiden smiled. "Why wait then. I'll fuck you both right here." He gently eased his giant prick out and slipped it between Sam's legs. The shorter girl, realizing what was happening and all too eager for it, pulled her underwear to the side and exposed her gaping cunt, which Aiden readily inserted himself into.

A little ways away, he could see Grace getting much the same treatment. She was actually servicing three men at the same time, one firmly fucking her pussy while she jacked two others off in their pants, often licking her hands to lap up any precum and to coat them with her viral saliva, ensuring all three were infected. Aiden knew it wouldn't be long until the men came, at which point the virus would take over. He could stop the infection from taking over a few people, but as more got infected, his hold got weaker. He only had a few minutes before he couldn't hold back any more, in more than one sense.

Returning his focus to Sam and Carly, Aiden decided the first girl had enjoyed him enough, already sensing the virus hiding in her body. He quickly swapped girls, his slick cock not exposed to the air for more than two seconds as the friends switched places. He fucked Carly more openly from behind, not as worried about subtlety now that everything was about to go down. His balls churned, full of infected jizz ready to be pumped into some tight hole. Feeling his control over the virus spread through the club slipping, Aiden instinctively told Grace mentally it was time and let loose.

He grunted, grabbing Carly by the shoulder, pushing her down so she was horizontal as he blasted his seed inside her, making her gasp at the heat spreading inside her. The warmth was so overpowering as is spread through her body that she was **** to cum, her hands flying back to hold him inside her.

At the same time, Sam felt the virus activating inside her, making her pussy burn with desire for cock. Unable to get at Aiden's, she turned and grabbed the first guy she saw, ignoring his girlfriend next to him as she pulled his half hard rod out and jumped on top of it, pressing her sensitive breasts against his chest. He was hard almost instantly and fucked her eagerly, pushing his outraged girlfriend aside.

The men surrounding Grace were having similar reactions, only the one fucking her from behind staying where he was as her wings burst out of her sweatshirts, her clothes a thing of the past. The other two exposed their dicks, the tips drooling with precum and jerked them eagerly, their minds consumed by the urge to cum, and fast. One rushed over to a woman dancing with her friends, pushing her down and shoving his dick down her throat, her protests rapidly dwindling as the virus invaded her flesh. The other couldn't hold his composure any more, cumming explosively and coating two girls, some landing on one's tits and on the other's face. Unintentionally tasting the cum, the one who had gotten the facial dove for the other's boobs, yearning for more of the salty fluid.

Similar scenes broke out all around, couples diving for each other as their desire for sex overrode their sense of decency. The black-haired waitress, having already been thoroughly infected, immediately began changing, her unimpressive tits straining against her small dress as her flesh expanded. In moments, she had pendulous, hanging boobs that ached to be mauled as she was fucked from behind. Her dress morphed too, somehow changing into a classic black and white maid outfit with a large hole open in the middle, showing off her considerable cleavage.

The bartenders transformed too, the man becoming chiseled as his dick grew to mammoth lengths, constantly oozing a flow of cum, which was quickly lapped up by a girl that had just swallowed a virus-laced cocktail. The female bartender orgasmed violently as her breasts grew, constrained by her black shirt until the fabric gave out and her tits burst forward, revealing eight nipples on each one, each leaking a different flavor of fluid.

Aiden did notice a few people fleeing, managing to escape infection, but he wasn't overly concerned. A few scattered reports of a supernatural orgy breaking out in a club was sure to be ignored by officials, and even if it wasn't, he had to start infiltrating the cops some time. Besides, there were a few that ran that he knew for a fact to have been infected, particularly the young man that had downed his drink right in front of Aiden, who was being dragged away by a scared looking woman the same age, maybe his girlfriend. It didn't matter though; their escape would only help his virus spread. Aiden shrugged it off and came again, spraying potent jizz onto a woman held down by another couple, her mind instantly snapping as she mutated into a wide-eyed anime girl with an exaggeratedly thin waist and equally outrageous tits.