You pull the condom out of your wallet and remove the wrapper before stepping out into the hallway. A woman's voice grabs your attention and draws your gaze down the hall towards the stairwell. Two figures are on the ground next to a pile of clothes. The first, a man, is lying on his back, eyes wide. His lips are wrapped around a flesh colored dildo. By the way the seat of his pants is moving, you guess that there is already another one working on his ass. Kneeling over him is a petite blonde in a red dress. She is desperately trying to pull the dildo out of the man's mouth, but with no effect. Seeing you, she crys out, "I was on my way out when I saw him in the stairwell door. The thing is stuck, I can't get it out of his mouth."
You rush to the pair and drop down on your knees. Looking at the girl you say, "Help me get his pants off, we have to check the other one."
She looks at you with a puzzled expression, then turns back to the man on the floor. With a look of horror, she asks, "What is happening? Is he getting smaller? What did those things do to him?" You look up at the man's body, and sure enough he is getting smaller. Knowing you have little time to act before the dildos become active again, you start to order the girl to help you again. Before you can do so, however, you see movement behind her, and before you can shout a warning, a long, dark equestrian dildo snakes its way up under her dress.
As the girl lets out a shriek, you think quickly and grab her by the arm. The man on the floor has been reduced to a pulsing pile of clothing as you drag her down the hall to your room. Glancing back over your shoulder, you see three smaller dildos emerge from the pile and start moving their way towards you. Shoving the girl through you door, you slam it shut and bolt the lock. A questioning voice followed by muffled screams tells you that the other dildos have found new prey, but none of that matters now that you have the original. The girl is bent over on her knees, one hand holding herself off the floor, the other wrapped around her midsection. Through gritted teeth and hitchting breathm she begs you to pull it out. You lift the back of her skirt and find the dildo buried not in her ass as you expected, but in her vagina. You grip the base and pull, but nothing happens. You try again, and the dildo simply increases its pace. You look at the fear in the girl's eyes, as her breathing becomes more frantic. Her eyes and teeth are clenched, but you can hear a faint whine trying to escape her throat. Finally, with a throaty moan, the girl's arm collapses, leaving her facedown on the floor with her ass raised up on her knees. The dildo is still inside her, though moving more slowly, and thick cum gushes out of her body around it. Then, with a final plop, the dildo falls out, landing in a sticky pool of fluids on the floor.