"Oh really?" Heather replied a little sarcastically, feeling a pleasant warmth growing in her loins "And what would those be?"
"Oh nothing." Melissa began while sauntering closer to Heather. "Just that that new tongue of yours looks very flexible. You could probably get it into all kinds of naughty places if you weren't careful." Melissa smilied sensually as she pressed her body against the long tongued blonde.
"Oh, you mean like here?" Heather said quickly dropping to her knees and giving Melissa's neatly trimmed mound a quick yet firm lick.
"Oh yeah..." Melissa shuttered at Heather's sudden ministrations. Melissa had never been interested in women before but something had changed when she touched that statue. It was a strong ache from her loins, a deep lust that seemed to be seeping into her psyche and ramping up her sex drive.
Heather contemplated her own willingness, no, EAGERNESS, to taste Melissa's girlcum. She would admit that she had had lustful thoughts of other women once or twice in her younger years but had long since thought she had out grown them. She certainly hadn't thought she would be eating out her co-worker when she woke up that morning. As it was Melissa was actively grinding her snatch against her partner's open mouth who responded by thrusting her tongue deep within Melissa's sopping hole.
Heather felt the warm tendrils of lust surge through her veins and spur her on harder. Melissa pulled Heather's head tight against her vagina. She was completely enthralled in the feeling of Heather's impossibly long, flexible tongue rubbing and licking every square centimeter of her walls.
"Fuck yeah, Fuck yeah!" Melissa panted between waves of pleasure. She groped her boobs and pinched all four of her nipples in an effort to send herself into an orgasm. "Heather! I'm..." She started before her body began to quiver in an immense climax.
Heather pulled her head out from the brunette's sex, gasping for air. Her tongue hung out of her mouth, dripping in Melissa's love juice. Heather fell back expecting to prop herself up on her elbows but instead ran into something hard.
It was another statue.
"FUCK! No no no no no!" Heather swore as an all too familiar glow quickly emanated from the stone guardians eyes.
The statue looked like a normal woman except for her posture. She was leaning over a collapsed figure, her mouth agape and long fangs protruded from it as if she had just finished biting the figure on the ground. The victim appeared to be in a great deal of pain. It clutched at it's neck while it's face was contorted in a grimace. Small fang-like protrusions stuck out from the victim's upper gums almost like they were just growing in.
Heather felt the familiar burning sensation localize in the front of her upper jaw. She could feel new tissue with her tongue as it built up behind her teeth. Suddenly sharp, retractable, snake-like fangs burst out of the lumpy sacks of flesh. The pain receded and Heather fearfully displayed her new fangs in a gasp of relief. Bright green venom dripped out as she tried to control her new nerve endings. She desperately hoped she would be able to shut her mouth without stabbing herself. After a little practice she found that she could fold them up when she wasn't using them.
With their moment of passion ruined, Heather spoke up. "Let's get out of here before anything else happens." The blonde said while adjusting her wardrobe so that she was decent.
"Oh, wow..." Melissa moaned, obviously still in the afterglow of her experience. "Ok Heather, just give me a minute."