Step 1: infiltration, step 0.5: more sex

It was a college-prep boarding school. Literally the perfect place for Aphrodite to go wild. Everyone was of age, most of them were horny anyways, and all of them would get a good fucking. But she had to start slow. Which was why the Divine blonde was currently jerking and sucking on one of the teachers' cocks in the bushes around the side of the building. She didn't know who he was and she didn't care. What mattered was that he taught Advanced Literature at the school and that his dick was massive in her throat.

Aphrodite couldn't help but smile as the man's moans became louder, though he still tried to muffle them to keep the noise down. She could feel his climax approaching not only in the pulsing of his cock, but also through the virus that was steadily saturating his dick, semen, blood, and body. Pulling her mouth off of his aching length, she panted gently on it while she continued to stroke the man's impressively thick cock.

"You gonna pop for me, baby? Shoot that thick spunk in your balls all in my mouth? I love the taste of cum, so give it all to me, okay?" Aphrodite whispered with a teasing smile, tickling the man's frenulum with her tongue and giving him the best 'fuck me' eyes she could muster for anyone other than Aires. Still, it was more than enough to make his hips jerk and send cum pouring out of his cock. Aphrodite gasped, ready for the taste of jizz on her tongue, but was disappointed when the man didn't cum hard enough to fire even a single jet into her open mouth barely an inch away. She couldn't help but give a small deprecating laugh.

"Come on, sweetie, I'm literally the sexist thing in the world and you can't even bring yourself to spurt properly? Such a huge cock and you can't even use it properly. Well, I don't think you have to worry about that anymore. I'll make sure someone more deserving gets it though, okay? Maybe you can even have them fuck you."

The confused, post-orgasmic teacher looked at the blonde beauty that had just sucked him off and started to ask a question, but Aphrodite's lips came down around his cock and took the whole thing into her throat. He gasped as a tremendous suction enveloped his sensitive penis and whited out his mind and thoughts, everything focusing down to his crotch. It was a crushing combination of pleasure and pain that left his head spinning until everything felt faint. He had a single instant to know that he was on the brink of losing himself before a hard slurp wrenched his soul loose and he collapsed into oblivion.

When the teacher opened his eyes again, he wasn't a he anymore. Two plump tits sat on the new woman's chest, her luscious burgundy hair falling to the middle of her back with slight curls. Her shirt was much tighter and had a wide neck, revealing gorgeous cleavage and a lack of bra, and her pants had twisted into a skirt and dark stockings, all of which combined with her now Asian face to make her something akin to a very sexy secretary.

The new woman blinked and looked around, her memories of being a man entirely gone, leaving her a massive blank slate. "Umm...what's going on? And why is my pussy drenched? Hey, can you lick it, Miss?"

"Sorry, we've got work to do. Which room were you teaching in?" Aphrodite said, rematerializing her clothes around her alluring body. She opted for a white pullover and a pair of blue jeans. The pants fit her firm ass and thighs well, but the shirt she left purposefully loose. At least, until she began increasing the size of her breasts. She had shrunk them somewhat for the purpose of being less conspicuous, but now she didn't care. The globes pulsed and grew, sending electric feelings through her body as they did, until they strained her top with their massive size. One quick adjustment of the shirt and an adjustment of her hair later, she felt ready to get to work.

"Uh, teaching? I'm not a teacher. Are you? You look like you could teach me a thing or two with those knockers," the Asian slut mused aloud, practically drooling at the sight presented to her.

"Okay, let's try simpler. Look at this building," Aphrodite commanded, pointing to the school. The ditzy girl blinked and looked at it, then looked back at Aphrodite with the same blank look on her face. "Seem familiar? Anything come to mind? Maybe a number?"

"Uhhh....72?"

"That's going to have to be enough," Aphrodite said with a sigh. "What's your name?"

"It's Caliph! Or was it Debbi? Oh wait, it was Debbi Caliph, that's right! Haha, I'm so smart." Aphrodite watched as she gave a little hop, one of her tits bouncing free from her very open shirt. She didn't seem to notice.

"Okay Debbi, follow me. You're my assistant and I need to go teach class. You just...keep your shirt on, okay?"

"Okay Ma'am!"

The two of them walked through the halls of the school that were slowly filling with students. Everywhere Aphrodite looked there was another valid target and she felt her viral instincts screaming at her to start infecting them all. But she held herself back the same as she did to Debbi, whose eyes wouldn't stop flitting from guy to guy, her slutified mind imagining all of them naked and lining up to cum inside her. It was only thanks to Aphrodite's guiding hand that they made it to Room 72, a medium-sized lecture hall that the queen hoped had belonged to the teacher she had accosted and transformed. Looking at the dozen or so students that were already in the room, she hoped Debbi had managed to remember her former self's last name as well.

"Is this Mr. Caliph's class? I'm his substitute," Aphrodite said as she stepped into the room. She got a few hesitant nods and breathed an internal sigh of relief. That was the biggest hurdle she had to clear and now all the students looking at her quizzically would be easy to infect.

"What's wrong with Mr. Caliph? He seemed fine yesterday," one young woman sitting up front asked. Aphrodite looked her over: prim clothes, neat brown hair, perfectly organized notes and color-coded pens. A teacher's pet if she had ever seen one.

"I'm not sure, no one told me. All I know is that he's...indisposed..." Aphrodite looked over at Debbi, who was biting on one of her fingernails and ogling a few of the guys with open desire. "So I'll be taking over for him today." That seemed to satisfy the few people in the classroom for the moment, leaving Aphrodite a few minutes to look over the notes Debbi's previous self had left on the desk. She had just enough time to piece together something that would be passable as a lesson plan prelude to the fucking before it was time to start class.

"Okay, hello everyone, my name is Miss Hart and I'm going to be covering for Mr. Caliph for the day. I've got a rough idea of where you left off from his notes, but could one of you give me a brief summary? Nothing formal, just so I know where discussions have been going. I've got some treats to give out for anyone who answers." Aphrodite glanced around at the students as she spoke, her sex-filled mind picking out ideal targets. The blonde near the back who was brazenly texting on her phone, a trio of boys who she was pretty sure hadn't looked away from her tits since they walked in, the studious teacher's pet who was raising her hand at the front, and about eighteen other students at various levels of boredom sat arrayed out in front of her, like delectable fruits just waiting to be plucked.

She idly called on the brunette teacher's pet, looking forward to turning her into a true pet, when her eyes caught on a redhead sitting apart from everyone else. She was pretty, with vibrant crimson hair cut to hang to her shoulder blades. But more interesting was the fact that everyone else in the class sat at least three seats away from her. No one looked at her, no one talked to her, and the only interaction she saw anyone have with the redhead was someone shooting her a look of derision.

"Thank you, sweetheart," Aphrodite said once the brunette finished her impressively detailed summary. The disguised goddess stepped forward and gave the young woman a gently stroke on her cheek, making the poor girl jerk and shudder as she instantaneously orgasmed. She sat there, wide-eyed with shock, and Aphrodite moved on. "Now, I'd like to hear a few people's thoughts. Any volunteers?" She gave the students a moment to speak up, which they predictably didn't. "How about you there?" Aphrodite said, pointing towards the loner redhead. Something about the girl drew her to her. She figured out what it was a second later when a light brown-haired girl scoffed and mumbled under her breath, the queen able to hear it perfectly thanks to her enhanced senses.

"Tch, 'course she asks the fucking slut," the girl whispered. "Stupid bitch won't have an answer, she's too busy frigging herself under the desk." Both Aphrodite and the redhead both froze and a few of the people around the brunette snickered. In a moment, Aphrodite touched all of their minds, scanning the surface of their thoughts. When that moment had passed, she knew that the redhead's name was Cecilia, she had a bit of a massively overeager libido, had gotten caught masturbating in a bathroom in high school, and no one had ever let her forget the shame of it, in high school or now at the college-prep school. It had haunted and tormented her, everyone called her a slut as if she was fucking everyone she met (which couldn't be further from the truth), and worst of all, she was still so incredibly horny all the time.

"Bad idea, girl," Aphrodite said abruptly in a clear voice. "No one slut-shames in front of me!"