Sexxus 3: Invasion
#4 of Sexxus series
Sylph was at it for days, like a woman possessed or some perverse machine. She walked down the street with her newly voluptuous hips rolling with every step, the sinful curves of her body draped in leather and fishnets, her face carefully pasted over with subtle makeup, her look as doe-eyed as the man and woman that she was leading along. Around their lips was the faint and glossy sliver of her mistress, willing new drones to her hive. Halfway down the block they were walking, Marina joined them, a group of six led along in a chain. Marina herself was dressed only in tight shorts and a pink latex top that molded to her breasts- the fabric exposed more than it covered.
They went around the back of Sylphie's apartment building that led into the vast basement. Almost the moment they reached the bottom of the stairs, the door opened. If they hadn't been drugged by their mistress' control, they'd smell the sweat and sex that practically oozed from the door, less than ten feet inward they could hear the cries and moans of the hundreds that had been lured down there in the past month. The small group of drones waded into the thick of pink slime that covered the floor, gliding calmly past stark naked women lying on their backs and sides, rubbing their bloated bellies as they moaned with pleasure, a pair of tentacles stuffing their holes while another pair drained them of milk in the gallons. Men were plastered to the walls in rows with dull webbing and goo to hold them, their erect members throbbing red as they were sucked by tentacles that led to the darkened space at the back of the room.
In that shadowed section of that warehouse-basement, walls and floors were more densely populated than the part of the room that was so neatly set up in its thick rows. Gravid massive hills of female bodies were clumped irregularly on both sides of the chamber, the same webbing and goo holding them together as their fellow prisoners, the tendrils buried in their holes sucking and pumping fluids in and out from a lone strand of thick pulsing hose. The walls had a similar scene, the men in the webbed clusters peppered with a few men that had been there for weeks, the likes of which seemed emaciated and dried out from being drained of their cum.
At the very back of the chamber, perched on the beating heart of the building's boiler by her back, was Sexxus. Her body was sleek, supple, and glossy with the very sexual grease that she fed on and breathed into the air. She seemed like she had melted into the pulsing machine, the same webbing spreading from her back and feet as she gazed down at her prey with her glowing yellow eyes. Her breasts constantly leaked with her need to drain more lustful humans, to sate a hunger that refused to be slaked. Her back arched as she took the seed of her men and fed her growing mass to her women, moaning with the wailing chant of the room as she grew even more.
Her breasts stood out, squirting their milk and twitching from the sheer pleasure that flooded her body. Her belly bubbled and bulged with its massive pregnant curve that held the cum and ecstasy she'd been draining from the people, her hands caress and rub at the thick bubble as it's fed. The tentacles that drain and fill her 'slaves' reach out from twitching clutch of her pussy, the pale lips quivering with every pulse of fluid pumped through it. The sex monster smiled at her first little drones as she willed their clothes away, the slutty little shreds that Sylphie and Marina were wearing melted easily off of their bodies, leaving them and the men and women that had followed them in stark naked and sweating against the air of the nest as her tentacles reached out to absorb more victims for her hoard.
"Come to mommy," she whispered to her favorites, "Come and feed your mistress"
Even as tentacles spooled from her pussy again, bringing more women to their knees, penetrating their depths as they were covered and filled in thick off-white amber, even as the 'milk boys' were plastered in more estrogen webbing on the walls and promptly had their stiff cocks sucked dry of their seed, Sexxus pussy was drawn open like a gaping maw to accept Sylphy and Marina. The air was suddenly thick with the spirit's scent, the suckling sweet nectar that caused the prisoners nearby to moan out with pleasure and wanting. The two dazed bait-girls were drawn in between the spirit's legs, pressing against each other as they slipped into the dripping depths of that lustful womb. Sexxus howled out a hideous baying moan of pleasure as she swallowed them, drawing them in with dripping pale tendrils. The two were entwined in each other's arms, clutched like lovers in the thick and juicy depths that surrounded them.
The spirit began to feed on them, absorbing the lust that oozed from their pores as well as their bodies morphed into voluptuous curves. She took back all that she gave them and then drained them of all they had to give, screaming with pleasure as she bonded them to her, sending her tendrils squirming and swirling in her victims, sucking them dry of lust they shared with her. The din of the makeshift cavern echoed and quailed like the call of some great and powerful beast, the reverberations empowered the spirit as much as everything else she was feeding off of- including the bodies that were sealed in the now engorged curve of her gravid frame. The girls were dissolving bloodlessly into their mother, giving the off-white of her gooey body a fair beige tone. Her eyes slowly faded from a blank yellow façade to an almost normal pale blue with eyes that looked as human as any of her prisoners.
The transparency of her body turned solid, taking on a look that resembled her devoured children. But there was one thing that dissatisfied Sexxus now that her gravid belly was empty. "More," she rasped, "I want more!" she screamed, her voice causing the moans in that hall to call back as if they all wanted to be next. The quivering maw of her pussy opened up again with slimy tendrils lashing out like sloppy wet fangs, grabbing the nearest ball of violated female flesh and drawing it in without any effort. The spirit's face was twisted in pleasure again, a quiet scream of ecstasy from her belly almost tripling its size when she first drew in her faithful servants. Drawing from her belly again, she grew even larger, sprawling and squirming against the side of her boiler, her breasts went from the size of beach balls to boulders that were only rivaled by her belly, spilling gallons of milk by the minute all around her.
Still, the succubus hungered for more life, the lust that surrounded her wasn't enough anymore, the filth of sex wasn't enough to keep her satisfied, she needed to feed off of her beloved worshippers to satisfy the itch that made her pussy quiver and drip with the constant need to be filled. She wanted that feeling of drawing countless masses between her impossibly sensitive nethers, she needed to feel them squirming and grinding against each other frantically in her devouring womb, she needed to satisfy her slowly growing hunger that made her look more human by the minute. In time, the howl and moan in the basement grew quieter and quieter until only one voice was moaning out. One feminine voice calling out from the dark in raw primal joy as she felt the curve of her belly shrink with the last of her wanton prey bonding with her and completing her transformation.
There was a sound in the dark like wet towels falling to the floor in a pile, the moan of pleasure still echoing from the shadows like a song that begged to be heard and answered. The creature crawled out from her shadow, dragging her body along the floor with gobs of herself dripping off and slithering back into her child-bearing hips, her massive breasts, her slender and far-too-soft legs and arms. Her eyes glowed and glared with sky blue light, searching for the more neatly packed of her followers. She oozed over one, a smile sliding over her juicy full lips that were as red as rose petals, looking deeply into the doe-eyes of a still glazed over young woman. The girl's belly was still full of Sexxus' old body, oozing thick little goblets of her cum as the creature herself pressed down. The kissed, they kissed so much deeper than lovers could, more lustfully than the cheapest pair of whores. The girl melted and absorbed herself into Sexxus body on the spot, feeding her mistress another willing victim with her beauty and youth. The fleshy slime seemed to become luminous and beautiful from it, curves becoming more taught and aroused. It still hungered for more, the parts of her body that melted against the concrete in that leisurely kiss bubbled with hunger as she stared out at the people still bound by the remnants of her old body.
"This is going to be my best first day as a goddess," she purred. He perfect hands cloyed at another victim, melting over her flesh as this new meat moaned willingly to be devoured like the last.