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Veronica walked into the lounge of the apartment. This was one of the advantages of working for an old, well established company and not one of those dotcom pop-ups that managed to survive the recession by sheer force of will. As she gazed around at the apartment she thought how lucky she was to have been hired by this company, even if it involved moving away from her family and friends. One look around told her that it had been worth it, she was on her own for the first time.

If only more companies would learn that putting up their help in an apartment and the comfort it brought over the simple hotel room. She giggled at this thought as she wished the company would also have given here a few more hours off to enjoy this place, but all that was changing. Just today she started her new eight hour work day, a big change from working twelve hour days for all seven days of the week. But her project was now back on schedule and running close to its budget too. Normally a celebration would be in order, but that could come later. Right now all the young woman can think about is relaxing and enjoying her first night of freedom from her job.

As she let her eyes scan the living room she had barely had the time to enjoy she marveled at its slightly unusual, yet classy and probably rather expensive décor. Fitting in with the age of the apartment block, late 1960s, it was decorated with bold color mixed with black and white checks, plastic features, long shaped mirrors, even a cool phone with a dial in the base. Veronica actually had to fight the urge to creep around the apartment pretending to be James Bond… or the lovely Emma Peel. Just a thought of how decadent Diana Riggs was as Emma made her shiver a little. Now if only she had a Mr. Steed for some companionship, or anyone else for that matter.

Here in the lounge, a long sofa ran along one wall, but it was the egg-shaped chair that hung from the ceiling that attracted Veronica's attention. She walked over to it and giggled as she had wanted to try it for awhile, but tonight she really had the time to fully enjoy it. It was large, very deep, and the inside was sheathed completely in smooth black leather. Veronica stretched forward to run her fingers over the soft leather covered padding the inside. Though she had seen photos of such chairs, this one was a real classic, and she felt the urge to slip inside and let herself be surrounded by it.

Veronica hitched up her wool skirt a little and slipped off her court shoes so she could get in a bit more easily. Awkwardly she turned and maneuvered herself inside. She rested against the back of the chair, with her legs drawn up under her. Veronica stretched out her hands to run them round the lip of the chair, looking out from the dark interior to the room outside the chair. Inside it though, she felt comfortable and snug, almost like being in a soft womb of leather. Veronica felt a little drowsy; the day must have taken more out of her then she thought. She yawned deeply letting the rich aroma of the leather fill her nostrils. She rested her head lazily on the side of the chair, letting her eyes droop and then close.

Yet just as sleep was about to take the lovely lady to the land of dreams, Veronica felt something dripping against the back of her blouse, she wondered what it was for the moment, but did not feel she had the energy to do anything about it and she expected it would soon stop. After a few seconds though Veronica shifted a little and felt cool air on her back. A little worried, she now reached her hand behind her and touched something slippery, it had to be dripping from the inside of the chair. She then brought her hand up to her eyes and marveled at the strange, shiny black liquid that rather thickly coated her fingertips. She reached back and dabbed her fingers in some more as the dripping continued. Veronica had no idea what it was, some fault in the chair's cover she guessed. However, those concerns did not worry her; instead she was fascinated by the sensation of the black liquid between her fingers. It felt really sensuous; it seemed impossibly slippery and unbelievably glossy.

Suddenly Veronica noticed the sleeves of her blouse were falling over wrists and as she tugged at them, she realized that the liquid had melted through the black of her blouse. She quickly realized it had eaten through her bra straps too. Whatever this stuff was it was potent and even though she didn’t feel any pain upon her back she figured it might be best to get up out of the chair before figuring out what was going on. As a burst of panic run through her she tried to scrabble out from the chair. She didn’t even budge as something pulled her back to the chair with a much stronger force. Though she could not see it, she could feel something growing out from the slippery mass that had dripped onto the flesh of her back. Veronica felt something penetrating her skin above her spin. Oddly this penetration was not painful but it sent powerful tingles through the girl’s body. It felt as if her spine was being enwrapped by slippery tendrils. In fact that is what was happening, tendrils were enwrapping her back, corrupting her, and changing the core of her nervous system. This was the first step in preparing her for the changes that would follow.

Veronica tried to reach out to pull herself from the chair but her hands only slipped upon the black leather, unable to get a grip. Now the creature that was growing upon her sensed she was ready for the next step. Veronica could only watch in shock as slender arms of the same glossy black liquid begin to creep around from the liquid upon her back. These arms ending in delicate and feminine black hands tipped with long black fingernails. These hands soon grasped the girl’s lovely breasts, causing Veronica’s body to arch forward. Once the hands had found the lovely lady’s mounds their long nails begin to slide into her flesh, painlessly and without any sign of any blood escaping. As the nails pressed in wave after wave of pleasure flowed into Veronica’s body as her nipples begin to harden as the hands tighten their hold upon her flesh.

Seconds later Veronica could feel liquid flowing into her breasts from the evil fingers of the creature. At first she noticed no difference but she then saw that her breasts were beginning to expand, feeling heavier and fuller with every passing moment. As they did, Veronica could feel her back and its Muscles, plus her spine, strengthening, ready to carry the load of her new large breasts when she would finally be able to stand up. Looking down now, she could not see her waist, only the massive mounds of pale flesh with the evil slimy black hands gripped firmly to them. Her nipples were prominent, peaking out from beneath the sinful black fingers that would eternally clench her breasts. She timidly drew her own fingers up to tease at these rock hard nipples and shuddered from the massive sensation of pleasure that surged through her body from this simple touch. She shuddered with the sensation as she felt that her nipples would always be this hard and sensitive. With these physical sensations assaulting her, Veronica gave up the last fragments of belief that this was some kind of erotic dream and recognized that something had her in its power and was shaping her to just the way it wanted.

Veronica felt the growth of her breasts slow and then stop. It was difficult for her now to move within the egg-shaped chair. She wondered what would happen next, but did not have to wait long. This time she felt a smaller set of hands growing from her spine and tearing off the final bits of her blouse as they worked their way around her slender midriff. Veronica then sensed the hands clenching the skin of her stomach before driving their wicked claws deep into her body just like their twins that clenched her chest. Tentatively she stretched her hand and began to feel her waist shrinking as the chemicals from the tiny hands flowed into her body and corrupted it further. With her reshaped body, Veronica felt her breathing change, making her feel light-headed and fogging her thoughts. She began to welcome the sensation as the tendrils with their slick, probing, penetrating hands, began snaking over her hips and then down her thighs. She expected them to sweep down to her feet, but they stopped at her upper thighs and began to dig into her flesh. She felt her body being manipulated further; her hips and rear enlarging, to create a shiny, proudly feminine shape that stood out prominently when compared to her narrow waist and complemented her new massive chest.

Further down, Veronica's legs felt the pulling on their muscles and her feet tingled and spasmed as they locked into an arch as if shaped by invisible boots with the highest heels, so that they were soon pointing almost vertically downwards. Veronica realized this change now made it impossible to get away from the chair, even if she could muster the will to do so. However, as she thrust her legs in front of her she realized that she admired their shape that she was increasingly excited and tempted by what was being done to her. She recognized that for some purpose that she did not need to know, she was becoming a living sexual toy and while she was afraid she was finding herself filled with a powerful lust as well. Only for a few moments did she wonder if this lust was her own idea or that of the creature corrupting her, since soon it didn’t matter.

Veronica's perception of becoming a sextoy was confirmed as she felt a new tendril emerging at the base of her spine. Gradually, but relentlessly it slid between the cheeks of her butt and then along beneath her. Veronica gasped as she felt its fingers clenching over the lips of her pussy before grasped her clit which had emerged with the physical excitement firing her body. Veronica expected this latex creature to penetrate deep into her, instead it seemed to soften and melt. This caused its slimy body to glide into deep into her pussy and her anus. As the liquid penetrated and then began to harden it didn’t create the smooth passages Veronica had expected. While her sinful tunnels were being sheathed in rubber she began to sense other changes within. She explored with probing fingers and found the ribs, the wart-like bulges, even the spikes that began filling both passages. She soon knew that any cock penetrating either would be quickly entrapped but also stimulated to rapid orgasm. Veronica concentrated and realized she had been blessed with the ability to pulse the ribs and thrust the spikes on any welcome, but unsuspecting, intruder. As she took her hand from her remodeled latex pussy, she brushed against her clit and was rewarded with a pulse of pleasure more powerful than anything she had ever felt before. It was engorged, rock hard, perfectly encased in the glossy black and permanently revealed from its hood, ready for sensations that Veronica was certain would rock her to the core. Yet, that thrilled her, to know she was becoming something so sexual, such a creature of pleasure.

With those thoughts, Veronica felt more change. She looked down to see a liquid dripping from her rock hard nipples. This liquid was thick and creamy, but as black as the gloss that covered much of her body. She milked it from her breasts and lifted it to smell and then to taste. The powerful aroma was an intense scent of rubber mixed with her lustful nectar. As its taste filled her mind she realized it too was a mixture of highly polished latex and her sinful intensified nectar. The liquid made her head spin and Veronica was filled with a real lust, she had the urge to pin down someone and draw them deep into her, serving her sexually. Veronica was delighted as she felt the liquid flow from her pussy and her anus as well. Soon both were slick, welcoming entrances, filled with this addictive and lust giving juice. Veronica could feel the liquid coursing through her, replacing all of her human fluids with this alien sustaining nectar. Now Veronica's body was that of a toy, the creature began the next step, to make her mind that of a plaything too. Veronica welcomed the sensation of a tendril growing up from the top of her spine, sending its fingers out over her head, devouring all the fine brown human hair that was there, it had stretched past her shoulders but was now gone. Soon she felt the fingers of the creature gliding along her smooth, bald head. She reveled in the feeling and the promise of more changes to come. Then Veronica felt a long black finger gliding down her nose, then one sliding down on each side of her eyes, and lastly one behind each ear.

Now Veronica had contact with her parasite. As the fingers dug into her head, she could hear a soft, feminine voice that was so amazingly erotic and sensual in her speech. This voice began the vital stage of seducing, leading, driving her mind, of crafting it to become suitable for the new body the Veronica had been gifted with. The voice was pleasure in itself, telling Veronica what she was becoming, what she must do. She had been given the body of a truly sexual creature, and as if to remind her, she felt stimulation across every part of her. It was a body that she would delight in using, giving and receiving pleasure beyond anything she could have imagined before. This reward came with a price, a price that Veronica felt she could not resist paying, even as the full implications of what was being done to her, what she was actually becoming, were emphasized to her. Veronica's horror, Veronica's concerns, even though she had long been prevented from voicing them and now struggled to retain them, were being swept aside. Any thought of her old life was proving harder and harder to cling to. Now there was a whole new purpose, one that she was being made so ideal for, one that would drive her without food, without sleep to achieve.

Far too late, Veronica tried to move her lips, to move her tongue, to make some sound in her throat, desperately to raise some alarm. As her lips brushed against each other she realized that they were already slick and black, latex coated. Her mouth, her teeth, her throat no longer had any use for speech, they were already tainted by the slimy black latex and she could soon sense the pulsing ribs, the thrusting spikes which she knew like those of her pussy and anus were ready to receive anything that could thrust deep into her. The voice told Veronica how much she loved how her body was being equipped, how she should yield to becoming the carrier of this delightful, wicked parasite that would reward her with such pleasure in return for her serving its mission. Veronica somehow felt the creature probing her mind, sorting out her tastes and seeking to exploit those to its own ends. It saw memories of an ambitious, successful businesswoman, who had the hidden desire to dominate those around her whatever their gender, who whilst she never would have admitted it, deep in her dreams relished the thought of enslaving young women to her service. The voice exploited these desires, enhancing them, making them a strong powerful driver for Veronica's behavior. In her form now, there was nothing to stop her becoming the sexual dominant that only deep buried lusts had previously dreamed of. Veronica quivered as this realization coursed through her. She was now an erotic Mistress; she was the power beneath which all should bend. Truly for the first time in her life Veronica felt in control, with power, to be what she had always really wanted to be, unaware that it was her parasite that was forging this new identity within her. The voice told Veronica that she should witness some more of the rewards of taking on this role. Her mouth felt strange as it started to tingle a little as even more stimulating protrusions filled it. The voice told her of another of its wonderful gifts and in an instant Veronica's tongue flicked out, glossy black, long, strong, and ribbed its full length, tapering to the most dexterous of points close on two feet from her head. Veronica left it extended, twisting it, stroking it, letting it drip with the lustful nectar she was producing, thinking of it enwrapping cocks and particularly pussies. As she thought of satisfying a female prey, the tongue became firmer and within moments was a rigid shaft on which any woman would love to impale herself. Veronica felt the urge to thrust this tongue into as many human females as she could. She let it recover its flexibility and rolled it, satisfied, back into her mouth. As she did the last of Veronica's humanity was leeched away, there was nothing now she could do to oppose the will of her parasite. It had become her mission to entrap and impregnate as many as she could and increasingly she came to relish this. As Veronica recognized her pleasure in what was now her purpose, the last of her body's and mind's restraints were swept away forever. Now she not only yielded to the changes, she welcomed them and urged them on. She burned with a desire; she was now a Corruptrix and eager to begin her role.

The Corruptrix watched satisfied as she received the remaining rewards for her acceptance of the changes. She felt a pulsing sensation coming from the crown of her head and a long pony tail of slick, latex hair began spilling out, tumbling on to her shoulders, growing longer and longer. The Corruptrix knew she would only see the full extent when she was permitted to stand, but for the moment she loved the sensation of the glossy hair as it stroked across her shiny back. Then her attention turned to her arms as slowly the slimy black fluid flowed out from the pores of her skin to coat over her pale flesh and corrupt it into a delicious shiny black. She held up her hands before her and purred deeply as the fingers became long and slender and from their tips grew shiny black nails, claw-like and at their full extent over two inches long.

The Corruptrix relished slitting away the clothes of the simple woman she had been just a few minutes ago, removing the last traces of her old life. She nipped at her nipples, still oozing their juice, but now their shade matched the impossibly glossy black of the rest of her body. Then she looked to her calves and feet, as soon these the soft pale flesh here was being replaced by the alien, slimy black skin. Already the black liquid was running over her shins and down on to her highly arched feet. The Corruptrix watched in delight as her toes fused together into the perfect narrow point for each foot and from her soles grew slender, sensuous stiletto heels, stretching a foot in length so that her en pointe feet could stand on the floor.

Then all motion stopped, the Corruptrix sat, changed, made into a sexual creature, a suitable host for the sinful parasite, her mind reshaped only to fulfill its mission. Though the creature’s mind was also ready to enjoy the pleasure a Corruptrix could gain from using other women she encountered. The room was quiet and the Corruptrix knew it was time to step from the egg shaped chair, so appropriate as it was, as if she were hatching out in her new form. The Corruptrix’s slick body slid easily across the leather and in moments she was rising onto the tiny points and needle heels of her feet. Though her body was that of an extreme sexual toy, the parasite had ensured it was perfectly balanced. The Corruptrix shook her long latex tresses, loving the sensation as her hair brushed against her heels. She strode to the mirror to view her new form.

From her head arose that mass of slick hair framing the perfectly blemish free pale skin of her face, past her eyes which slowly tainted as she gazed in the mirror. The sinful creature watching as all color was removed from her eyes as they turn to solid black without any features. Her face was perfectly symmetrical and her plump glossy lips concealed the dexterous tongue that was such a useful sexual tool. Her shapely body rapidly descended to the obscene breasts so prominent before her, their nipples erect and seeping the creamy black juice with its heavy aroma that she knew she would have a woman tasting soon enough. Her constrained waist so tight, threw her broad hips into contrast. Her engorged pussy and prominent clit were a pleasure to her. The creamy juice trickled from here too, showing the constant arousal within her that threatened to overwhelm even her new alien senses. Below her feet tapered into a very thin point.

The Corruptrix ran her clawed hands through her slick hair and smiled. She loved her glossy body, its skin as much a toy as the ridges and spikes in every orifice, but also sensitive to every sensation, making her hungry to consume a dozen women in sexual passion. Now was not the time to stand admiring her body. The Corruptrix was soon leaving the apartment, oblivious that it had been a Veronica that had entered. She was nothing like that woman, strong, but afraid to expose her true sexual needs. The Corruptrix stood a foot taller than that woman had and her whole body was shaped for receiving the pleasures it could. In minutes the Corruptrix was stepping into the street. As is the case with creatures that seem impossible to the ordinary citizen, she was totally unseen and able to strut unobserved, enjoying the occasional brush from someone passing. Of course the Corruptrix could make her body apparent to any her interest alighted upon. As she stopped at the edge of the sidewalk she saw a hooker becoming distracted, sniffing the air, her senses already zoning in on the rich nectar that the Corruptrix exuded, quickly becoming addicted to the scent and all that it offered. She began moving towards the Corruptrix who was pleased to see the tight leather hot pants and shiny black PVC boots she wore, so like the skin that would soon coat the hooker as she was corrupted. However, the Corruptrix saw more immediate prey. A young girl in a raincoat covering a local college’s skimpy uniform was bent over the open hood of her fancy German car.

The Corruptrix strutted to her, knowing she had to have this one, first to pleasure her, before she let her enjoy the full rewards of yielding to the parasite. The woman ducked out from the hood and looked around as if desperately seeking help. Then she seemed relieved that help had arrived. Anyone looking would have seen her talking to thin air, answering questions from some imaginary person, but Nicola could see the Corruptrix and heard her words, though she did not recognize that they sounded in her head rather than her ears. For speech was something that the Corruptrix no longer needed nor was she able to do accomplish with her new mouth and tongue.

"Thanks, yes I could do with some help, everyone seems too busy." Nicola said. She swallowed; there was a heavy scent about this woman which was so good, so seductive.

<Show me what you think is wrong.> The Corruptrix's words sounded inside Nicola’s mind and the girl felt they were the truth, the suggestion she had to obey.

Nicola turned back to the car engine and bent forward. She was a little surprised when she felt the woman's fingers brush against her nose and her lips, but then she realized just how delightful it felt as the creamy black fluid glided along her skin and filled her every breath with the thick, erotic scent of the Corruptrix tainted nectar. She tried to turn back and engage with the provider of this nectar, but she felt herself held in place. The Corruptrix's pussy was thrust against the small of her back. Nicola gave out a long sigh as pleasure slowly burned through her. She gasped as the Corruptrix stepped back a little. Nicola's car was forgotten. Now, unthinking she followed the Corruptrix back along the sidewalk, her eyes seemed to widen as she gazed upon the true glossy form of the Corruptrix. She was unaware that soon she would be sharing the lovely form, a twin sister to the lovely girl who was once Veronica. Nicola was afraid of the form before her, yet something beckoned her to follow. This was the addiction that even now was started to overwhelm her senses and judgment.

Anyone paying a particular attention on that street may have seen a young college student walking, with a rather dazed expression, but with a purpose. The girl was heading towards a nearby apartment block, with a hooker following curiously behind. If they had looked especially carefully at the young girl’s raincoat they would have seen a small dark hole had melted through it, through her navy jacket and the white blouse below and that on her skin was a slick black area that looked like latex, and yet seemed somehow alive. The sinful parasite had taken hold and soon another Corruptrix would be born into this world and a new plague would be unleashed into the world.

Part Two

For Nicola the night was turning out to be a complete bust. She was just supposed to head out to the store to pick up the latest #1 Hits Collection CD that she just couldn’t live without. She was sure she would be able to make it back to the college before curfew, but then she got lost in this rather nasty part of town. Now here she was in some rough part of town and her car won’t start. Her daddy told her that this German car would be so much more dependable than her old Japanese junker. Yet here she sat, cursing her daddy as she tried again and again to get the dumb car started. As she had never broken down or even got a flat before she had no idea what to do in this situation. With a sigh she reached over to the seat and grasped her glossy white vinyl raincoat. She slithered it around her body with the goal of trying to cover up her suggestive college uniform. Not wanting to give anyone the wrong idea and it might still be a little wet out there from the storm that just passed through.

The young blonde girl then popped the hood release and opened the door. She stepped out of the car and stood up on her glossy black Mary Janes, that were strapped firmly to her dainty feet. She bit her lip as she looked around to make sure there were no perverts in sight. After taking a deep breath she then walked around the car and opened the hood. Nicky then bent over and gazed into the rat’s nest of cables and hoses in the engine compartment. She made sure to reach back and make sure her raincoat and skirt were keeping everything covered as she was a bit nervous. She was scared of what those would think of seeing a cute girl in a schoolgirl uniform in this neighbourhood. She then sniffed the air a little and could swear there was some strange rubbery scent lingering in air. She quickly looked under the hood as she tried to sniff out the scent. As the scent seemed to get stronger Nicky desperately tried to pinpoint where it was coming from.

Though she suddenly felt a presence behind her and trembled a little. She wondered if someone had come to help her or if someone had come to do something evil to her. She bit at her lip and could only wonder as she could not truly see the person who had come up behind her and could only catch a glimpse of something shiny and black out of the corner of her eye. She merely figured that this person was wearing some kind of vinyl raincoat much like the one she was wearing. It did just rain a little while ago, so this thought made sense to the girl who was trying to put herself at ease.

Nicola then heard a soft seductive voice speaking. But actually there were no words, just messages send directly into the young girl’s mind. The message was simple, “Could you use some help my dear?” Nicky swooned a little from just how erotic and sensual the woman’s voice was. It was this voice that dripped with sexual contamination that blocked out the fact that the voice wasn’t heard in a normal way but directly into her mind. Nicola blinked a few times before answering, “Thanks, yes I could do with some help since I don’t know much about cars."

Nicola couldn’t resist the urge to swallow deeply as more words filled her mind, this time the Corruptrix asked her what she thought was wrong with the car. Nicky quickly turned back to look back under the hood with the same confused look as last time. She concentrated to see if she could see anything wrong or discover where the strange rubbery scent was coming from. Then suddenly she found out as a slick finger glided along just below her nose and above her lips. She breathed in sharply from this sudden touch and left out a deep moan as the strangely erotic and tainted rubbery scent filled her nose. She nearly fainted, struggling to keep her knees from buckling as she was soon finding it very hard to concentrate and her eyes began to flutter. She was left helpless and motionless as she felt the evil woman starting to grind against her body and she could only blindly wonder what was going on. Nicky was moments away from summoning up the strength of will to move when she heard the woman moan and then Nicky felt something wet upon her lower back. The Corruptrix Veronica stepped back from the girl, her pussy dripping with the slimy trail the parasite left as it spurted from her body to attach to the back of the lovely blonde girl. Veronica then turned around and strutted off on her wicked ballet heels. For some reason Nicky couldn’t seem to resist turning around and following behind Veronica. She let out an abrupt gasp as she finally noticed the bizarre oily black substance coating the virtually naked body of her helper. She managed to tremble, but could not stop her body from following the woman and even matching the sexy sway of the Corruptrix. Nicky also didn’t notice the whore on the corner that started to follow them.

Yet the whore did not get too far from her corner before a car pulled up and a dirty looking man starting to talk loudly to her. The whore sighed softly and grumbled even more quietly as she hopped into the passenger seat of the rusty car. Moni knew that after she took care of this guy she would have to come back here. She made a mental note of what apartment the two girls headed towards before the car drove off into the night.

It only took a few minutes for the Corruptrix and her first prey to reach the apartment of the former Veronica. In that time Nicola was feeling something running upwards ever so slowly along her back. Yet no matter how hard Nicky tried she could not bring her hands to feel what it was. Yet she could sense a cool air being let it around whatever was moving up along her spine. The young girl could only wonder what would happen when it reached her neck. Soon the door to the apartment was opened and the two women strolled inside and then into the living room. Though a mere moment later Nicky found herself falling to her hands and knees as the tendrils shot from the glossy black mass upon her back and drove down into her skin. These tendrils would only take a few seconds to enwrap and utterly corrupt her spine.

Nicola was soon slowly writhing with an intense eroticism that she would not have been capable of a few moments ago. However that was changing as she was slowly becoming the second host of the evil parasite as it soon linked permanently to her spine. Bizarre glossy black hands grew from the mass at her spine before they tore the remains of the raincoat, vest, and blouse from the young girl’s body. The new victim of the parasite was soon crying out in pleasure as her breasts were clenched by the evil glossy black hands of her parasite. The evil, erotically shaped claws of these hands easily glided into the skin of her meager A-cup breasts. Only a few seconds passed before these meager breasts were being pumped full of wicked drugs that were causing them to expand very quickly. This expansion continued until Nicky’s breasts were beyond anything she could have imagined and still continued to grow until they were well beyond ever being able to be encased by a bra again. Soon the second set of hands was slithering out to corrupt and taint the girl’s waist. Almost immediately her waist was bizarrely shrunken as this caused her breathing become more shallow and quick. Like Veronica before her Nicky was quickly growing light-headed and dazed which only helped the parasite gain control even more quickly. Nicky’s body was then strengthened so it would be able to handle her new massive chest and utterly waspish waist.

Veronica was watching with lustful desire as the parasite she created was tainting Nicola. Veronica then strolled off towards the familiar egg chair that had brought her the decadent creature she was now possessed by and obeyed completely. As she approached the chair she found it was now as tainted as she was. Instead of white plastic and black leather it was now entirely gleaming black as a parasite seemed to have bonded to it as well. Yet this only hastened her desire and she was soon quickly gliding her body into it the chair once more. As she slithered her wicked Corruptrix body into the chair she purred out deeply as the slimy material of the chair seemed to tighten around her and filled her body with powerful warmth. As this warmth grew so did slimy mass upon the chair as it started to envelop the column that connected it to the ceiling and then the slimy black goo started to cover the ceiling too.

Nicola meanwhile, was left purring and moaning as the parasite sent out the next set of hands to force her further into her new life. These hands slithered out from the mass upon her back before gliding ever so slowly along the girl’s slender thighs as they tore through her skimpy skirt and ripped her pantyhose from her body. Soon clawed fingers sank into weak flesh as the hands clenched into position at her upper thighs. Nicola helplessly rolled onto her back as strange sensations filled her legs as she lifted them above her. Nicky gazed in shock as her legs became more curvaceous with each passing second. She then watched in fright as her feet slowly arched until they were nearly perfectly vertical. This vertical arch caused her glossy leather shoes to fall to the floor in pieces.

Veronica watched with lustful interest as the young girl was tainted just as she had been, a new Corruptrix being born before her eyes. Veronica then began to idly play with her infected pussy as her slimy nectar dripped out onto her newly forming throne. She watched as Nicola’s cute little rear began to round out as her hips seem to become much curvier with each passing second. In fact in a few moments the young college student looks like more like a sextoy than a scholar. Meanwhile Veronica’s throne was continuing to corrupt the room as the glossy black slime started to coat the walls and slowly move into the other rooms on its way to infect the entire apartment and turn it into a hive for the evil Corruptrixes.

Nicola soon realized she was becoming a twin to the creature that had brought her here. Yet for some reason she couldn’t bring herself to deny how erotic she looked and felt. Already her simple little mind was being irreversibly tainted to match her body. The girl then let out a deep moan as she felt a new hand slithering between the cheeks of her now very well-rounded rear and the fingers of these hands were soon moving into position to tease at her wicked entrance. Nicky spread her legs like a good little slut should and offered up her body as the fingers slid into her yielding skin and covered her slit beneath the evil black gloss. There was only a few seconds of peace before the girl was writhing and thrashing in pleasure as her passages were soon lined with the ribbed, spiked, and wart adorned tunnels of glossy, gleaming black. Her fingers instantly plunged to her twin holes to explore at their new internal ornamentations. Each flick of her fingers against one of her new rubber projections brought a howl of bliss from her lips as an immense wave of rapture shot through her body. Next her fingers soon found her rigid and clearly visible clit and stroked feverishly along it. As the massive pleasure this created filled her body so did the knowledge that her clit would now eternally be exposed and ready to be toyed with, much like the rest of her new body. She knew she was becoming a mere thing, a toy, a pet, and she mentally pleaded for more.

Veronica couldn’t help but grind her slick glossy fingers even more deeply into her pussy as she watched the corruption of Nicola. It was not long before Veronica arched her body and grinded hard upon her throne as she felt her body exploding in orgasm. Soon the sinful gooey black cum erupted from her nipples, mouth, pussy, and anus. It was only a second or two after this that the same nectar was drooling from Nicola’s new glossy black nipples and shortly thereafter from Nicky’s twin latex filled passages as well. The powerful aroma of lust and rubber seemed to intensify within the room. As the new gooey mixture of glossy black filled Nicola’s mouth she was corrupted by the fluids of her own sextoy body as any defenses that remained within her gentle mind were obliterated instantaneously. Nicky barely noticed as the final tendril slide up from her back and devoured her long blonde hair. Though as the tendril headed for the top of her head she began to purr out deeply as she welcomed the final hand that would grasp her body. Soon the young girl was awash in pleasure as the fingers caressed her soft skin at her forehead. This pleasure only intensified as the claws and fingertips permanently pierced her pretty little head.

There was nothing left within Nicola for the parasite to fight now, as a soft, sweet voice of the alien creature entered her mind and found it quite barren. So this sweet voice went to work at filling the empty mind of the fuck toy with new desires and thoughts. Soon the innocent and naive mind of Nicola became a malevolent, seductive, and divinely erotic Corruptrix. It would not be long before Nicola’s body and mind would match, as the sinful parasitic corruption was entering its final stage. Slowly Nicky’s need for food, sleep, and for anything besides lust would fade away. She would become a tireless and voracious corrupter of every woman she could lay her eyes and/or claws upon. As Nicola slowly slid her tongue out to lick at her lips she was pleased to find it changed as well. Her tongue slowly became glossy black and soon Nicky was practicing all the new abilities that came with it. She was soon an expert on how her new tongue could stretch, thicken, and even grow protrusions upon its sinful glossy length. She knew her lovely new appendage was built to be used for pleasure and not to be soiled with simple vocalization. Her mouth and lips were soon tainted as well; both become slimy, glossy black as her mouth soon filled with the protrusions that lined her lower passages. It seems every one of her holes was now meant to be used for pleasure.

There were only three more changes to her body that Nicola needed and it wasn’t long before they were starting. Firstly strands of incredibly long and flexible latex glided from the top of her hand clenched head to form a wicked ponytail that swished along her body before finally ending at her arched feet. These feet were soon encased in the glossy black slime as her legs and arms were growing this liquid from her very pores. Shortly her arms were sheathed in shoulder length gloves while her legs were encased in thigh high boots. This slimy fluid tightened and shaped to a perfect coating as it became a part of her body. Claws grew from her fingertips as foot long heels slithered from the back of her feet while her toes formed into a single, narrow point. Soon she was a creature that would be the utter wet dream of some, yet the worst erotic nightmare for others. With a deep purr that slowly transformed into a moan the new toy accepted her new role and life. Nicola no longer existed after this moment, only an unnamed Corruptrix. In fact no Corruptrix had a name; no identity was needed, for they could communicate directly to their sister or sisters as needed.

As Nicola’s body and mind finished its transformation she slowly stood up upon her wicked heels with an unearthly grace. She then strolled slowly towards her corrupter and knelt before Veronica and her throne. Veronica smiled wickedly as she wantonly parted her legs and offered up her dripping sex towards her new sister. It did not take the newly created Corruptrix more than second to press forward and wrap her arms around the thighs of her sister. Nicky’s tongue then thickened as it lined with long spikes, warts, and ribs of slimy rubber. This perfectly sinful tongue then began to tease around Veronica’s gooey, slime filled slit. Slowly Veronica’s tender pussy was spread by the evil shaft as it then easily slid within the tight protrusion lined tunnel. Both of the creatures moaned as pleasure far beyond what any human could know filled their bodies. Nicky’s tongue begin to thrust harder and faster as each new thrust allowed it to force its way in even more deeply into Veronica’s hungry, dripping sex. This erotic tongue dance grew more and more forceful as the new Corruptrix accepted her role. At first she thought she would be a slave of her creator, but now she knew she was in fact an equal to her sister and was going to prove this by giving her sister the ultimate release. Nicky’s tongue grew thicker and thicker as its length was constantly increasing as well. Nicky’s new mind was filled with all the lustful ways to bring pleasure to her fellow sisters and now she was putting this knowledge to good use. The rubber warts, spikes, and ribs upon Nicky’s tongue gliding against the matching adornments within Veronica’s tight pussy. Slimy black goo soon dripped from every orifice of the two sisters as they gave in utterly to the pleasure within them. Veronica’s cries then became louder and soon there were nearly constant as she gripped the chair for support as her body began to slowly stiffen. In a powerful burst of pleasure the twin Corruptrix sisters let their bodies explode with gooey black cum as massive orgasms flowed through their new forms. Juices flowed freely from every corrupted hole of the wicked sisters and spilled out onto the floor as they slowly added to the gooey black latex slime that was corrupting the whole apartment. Juices mixing together as Nicola’s nectar spurted up deep inside of Veronica’s hungry slit, filling her sister properly for the first time.

The two ravenous sluts took only moments to recover from their first orgasmic experience in their new bodies. The scent of rubber and lust was now dominating the room and the entire apartment. The throne of the Corruptrix was slowly growing large chrome spikes as it began to slowly look truly evil. Veronica continued to provide nectar to her sister and as Nicola continued to ravage Veronica’s pussy as the slimy latex continuing to spread throughout the apartment. Each of the sinful creatures’ orgasms pushed the spread of latex further and further. Only after dozens of sweet orgasms would Nicky finally slither her tongue out from her sister’s slit. By this time the apartment and everything within it was coated in slimy black latex, leaving nothing untouched. Most of the items in the apartment were being corrupted and soon everything in the apartment would be sculpted into either a tool of pleasure or corruption.

The sisters finally stood up and embraced each other, their wicked bodies now coated in sinful black latex goo that slithered between the two as their bodies grinded together. Yet there was not a bead of sweat upon either Corruptrix and even after dozens of orgasms the two sisters seemed ready to continue their play. Yet this was not to be as a knock upon the door broke their erotic little game as the two sisters turned towards the now slimy black door and the sound coming from the other side. The two then slowly headed towards the door to see who might have come along to visit them.

Part Three - Expectations

Veronica slipped from Nicola's side and moved to stand next to the door. Nicola then reached out with her clawed hand to grasp its handle. Her glossy black hand, with its amazingly long nails, slowly turned the equally shiny black knob.

The room was then filled with a sharp bang and the door unexpectedly flew open as two figures in flat black full-body suits with strange masks upon their heads barged in. One of the two figures, a male judging by how his body filled out the suit, instantly began to fire shots from an unusual looking gun. Five shots were fired and five darts now stuck into Nicola's body forcing the Corruptrix to stumble backwards in a daze.

The second of the two figures, this one female, was not as quick as her partner and within seconds Veronica had pounced upon her. The vile Corruptrix slammed up against the girlÂ’s back as her pussy soon dripped with a new parasite, ready to tempt and taint a new host. The woman was helpless against the inhuman strength of the Corruptrix as long black claws sank quickly through her armored body suit and these claws then slid even more easily into the attacker's modest breasts.

While one Corruptrix was on the attack, the other was trying to retreat. However, suddenly, retreat changed to attack as Nicola turned and pounced upon her assailant. Luckily Nicola's thigh came in full contact with the strangerÂ’s groin. The drugged Corruptrix fell rather limply to the ground but managed to pin her attacker. The man was not in much better shape than the drugged woman lying upon him. He desperately reached for his tranquilizer gun but it had fallen just out of range of his fingers. Nicola was almost too weak from the drugs to press her attack, but she somehow had just enough strength to slowly and weakly turn the male over and soon was straddling his ass.

Nearby, the masked woman cried out in horror as she felt the hard grinding against her body and looked around the room, desperately trying to find her partner and when she did her eyes widened in surprise. She could only look on in shock and fear as she watched the other strange woman grinding against him. She saw something glossy and black dripping from Nicola's sex and onto her partner's lower back, even as she felt something wet against her own. She knew they shouldn't have tried to attack these two, but they had been only following orders.

A cry burst from her lungs as she felt the wetness grow, forced to watch the mirror of her own attack on her helpless partner. She frantically tried to move but Veronica was holding her down firmly. The manÂ’s struggling was as just futile as her own. She let out another scream as she noticed the hands forming from the black ooze and enwrapping her partner's chest. The cry deepened as she noticed the same evil, clawed hands working around her own breasts.

The female agent, Monique, continued to watch as her partner, Simon, was corrupted. She wanted so badly to close her eyes and wake up from this nightmare. But she couldnÂ’t fight her curiosity and she continued to stare. She also thought of how her inquisitiveness had helped to cause this mess. She observed the fingers digging into the flesh of his chest just before the claws drove into her own. In this she was not as lucky as Simon; while his chest remained the same her breasts was soon ballooning to match the massive size of those of the other two Corruptrixes.

More hands slid out of the mass at Simon's back and soon drove into his stomach and his thighs. Monique was soon adorned with the same and felt her ankles tightening as her waist shrunk. Yet all she noticed on Simon was his waist shrinking. She silently cursed being female, as her partner seemed to be getting off easy. This silent cursing grew stronger as a new hand emerged and slid between her legs. She watched as the hand clamped down between Simon's legs and felt the same feeling at her own sex and then her world went black.

Part Four - A Devouring

Monique awoke to a whole new world. She raised her glossy black hand up before her eyes and let out a deep moan as she stood up on her wicked new high heels. She arched her body and admired the black gloss of the parasite that was now a part of her mind and her body. Even now the parasite was ravaging her fragile mind, twisting her desires. She tried to remember why she came here, something about evil physic karma, or that's what the resident witch of their group had said.

As she thought about that hot little geek she licked at her lips with her wicked new tongue and the warts upon it rubbed along her slick lips. She began to absentmindedly play with her pussy as she thought of corrupting all of the members of the group that had sent her and her new brother upon this mission. As she thought of her brother she looked around the room, her eyes falling upon her two twin Corruptrix sisters and then the man that was once Simon. Her newly tainted mind recognized him as a Devourer, the first one to be created on this planet.

She noticed that he too was adorned with a creature, yet his was linked around his back, clenching his chest, his waist and his thighs. The hand running between his legs sealed off his anus and he now had two imposing shafts at his crotch rather than a single cock. Both shafts were massive and extremely thick as well as being lined with evil gleaming chrome spikes that didn't look sharp, but the Corruptrix purred as she wondered what they would feel like. Her eyes scanned over the rest of his body, he was clad in thigh high boots and long gloves as well. Although there were no heels upon his boots his fingers were claws just like those of the Corruptrixes.

Monique looked upwards to gaze upon the smooth bald head of the Devourer and purred as she noticed it didn't have a true mouth; instead there was merely a strange black latex opening that looked like that of a blowup doll. Monique noticed that her two sisters were staring just as lustfully at the new Devourer yet the male slowly made his way towards her and she squealed with delight and slowly brought her lips to the strange opening of his mouth and couldn't help but drive her tongue deeply within.

The moment her tongue sank in she felt something attach to it. She soon found that she couldn't move her tongue or pull it back out. Yet this thought was soon driven from her mind as the twin shafts of the Devourer slammed fully and deeply into her twin holes. Monique let out a contented purr as she writhed upon the wicked shafts that filled her fully and stretched her new sex and anus so wide. She let her corrupted black nectar drip from her mouth, her nipples, and her lovely holes as she then felt a sudden clamping sensation. Instantly her eyes shut as she let out one final moan before going silent.

The Devourer appeared within the new Corruptrix's lovely little mind. Everything that was Monique began fading away. The girl struggled hard to hold out against the corruption and erasure of her memories, yet the Devourer was starting to thrust his hips against the Corruptrix, ravaging her holes with his wicked shafts. Each thrust took away a little more of her resistance and opened up her mind utterly. The Devourer did its job as it began to literally fuck the mind out of the newly created Corruptrix.

With each new thrust Monique slowly faded further and further away; her memories began to fade, even the images of her friends. Soon all her memories were sucked into the Devourer for it to collect and process. Eventually all the parasites would be able to link to that information. The thrusting grew faster and faster as more and more of Moni's personality was destroyed, being replaced with the generic template of a wicked little Corruptrix. Suddenly the thrusting stopped and the Devourer cried out with lust as his shafts shot their own gooey black cum up into the body of the Corruptrix.

As the tainted seed filled Monique's body her resistance failed utterly and within that second she became a true Corruptrix. Only her abbreviated name remained, she was Moni, the girl Monique now a memory that existed only within the parasite of the Devourer. Moni slid off of the twin shafts and watched with awe as her twin sisters were soon ravaged as well. Her own holes still leaked and oozed in an aroused empathy of their ordeals.

Soon the three Corruptrixes, Vee, Nica, and Moni, stood and awaited their new orders.

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