Over a week later, Michael and the others that had been infected prepared to head off for the film festival in London, Emilia had already gone off ahead of time to ensure they all got in, her plan was to infect anyone that could stop her servants from entering, as they would all be needed for the main event of the evening. They finished prepping themselves in formal attire, Michael and Simon wore jet black tuxedos, both of them were well kept and clean shaven, almost like Men in black agents.
Abi and Lauren wore similar evening dresses, one a dark blue and the other a shimmering green, the dresses clung to their bodies, showing off their features well. Katie and Ellen wore long flowing dresses, elegant and airy, floating neatly as they moved. Ellen's dress was a soft orange colour, whilst Katie adorned a deep purple colour instead.
They departed a very extravagant looking house, some miles from the hideout and even further from London itself. Walking down a long paved driveway they approached a large black Range Rover, with Michael jumping into the drivers seat and the others climbing in, they soon set off for London, the time to solidify Emilia's power had come.
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At the Film Festival in London, Emilia emerged from her Bentley and made her way over to the side entrance of the main building, she tried opening the door but it was locked. Emilia places her hand over the lock and focused for a moment, the lock clicked and she opened the door without trouble. She dashed inside, watching carefully to make sure she wasn't spotted.
Once inside she looked around, searching for some kind of staff room or crew area, somewhere almost everyone running the event was bound to be at some point. Emilia eventually found a crew tent and various other areas tucked away behind the stage, well out of sight. She heard voices coming from the large gazebo ahead, peering through one of the side walls she saw a number of staff gathered inside, about 15 of them, discussing the schedule for the event.
Emilia snuck round the side and stood in the entrance to the tent, it took a minute or two for anyone to realize she was there "Oh, Miss Clarke... I didn't know you were... Sorry, can I help you?" Said Aaron, quite confused by Emilia's sudden appearance, finding it strange that she was even in this part of the building.
"She actually, I'm looking for a some, Volunteers. I have a few guests to bring in tonight, but I can't have anyone knowing they're here..." Said Emilia calmly, walking to the middle of the tent and giving everyone a glance, ensuring no one departed.
"Oh um, there's nothing I can do about that unfortunately Miss Clarke..." Said Aaron skeptically, watching as Emilia stopped in amongst them all.
"I know that, but you're all going to help me anyway" Said Emilia happily, raising her arms slightly and closing her eyes as she began to unleash her Porridge. Everyone watched in disbelief and disgust as suddenly Porridge began oozing out the top of her jeans, but despite wanting to get the hell out of there, none of them could move, as if caught in a trance, hypnotized by an invisible field of energy Emilia was emitting, also stopping them trying to call out for help.
The Porridge gathered on her thighs for a few moments, building up until it leapt from her body in large long slimy tentacles, quickly latching onto various people close by. It then began sliding its way inside their trousers, starting to fill over half of the people in the tent with her Porridge. Emilia moaned euphorically, tensing slightly as multiple people, both men and women fell under her control "Fighting it, only makes it worse" she groaned, she could feel a few trying to resist being infected, but she quickly subdued them.
Emilia could feel her power growing, her body filled with intense energy. Once several had been infected, her Porridge retreated briefly before latching onto anyone who was left, filling all of them with a thin lining of warm Porridge, only a few centimeters thick, enough to seize total and permanent control of them. Emilia giggled joyfully, feeling her Porridge thicken and move inside her jeans, growing faster than ever before.
Those now being infected groaned and grunted, soon gasping with elation as they fell under Emilia's devine power. Once finished, the last of the Porridge still on Emilia's thighs retreated back into her jeans, rejoining the rest of her Component.
It took a few long moments before Emilia gathered herself and turned her attention back to the plan "Right, so... There'll be six people arriving at the side door over the north end of the building, round the corner from the main entrance. You'll know it's them when they arrive. Get them inside, keep them out of the way until I'm on the stage... Got it?" Said Emilia, sticking up her thumbs, she smiled happily as she looked around at everyone, her new group of servants.
Most of them nodded in acceptance, Aaron knelt before her and bowed his head respectfully "Yes Mistress, we shall do as you command"
Emilia took a deep and refreshing breath as she turned and left the tent, now it was time to get changed and arrive out front as if she had only just got there. She went back the way she came and returned to the side entrance, sliding out watching no one saw her and dashing back to her car. The Bentley roared into life as she reversed out and drove off, heading back to a five star Hotel she said she would be picked up from by a Chofer and some other people she knew.
Various people she had starred with in movies and Tv shows would also be at the event, a few being in the car coming to collect her. Once she parked up and entered the hotel she headed to her room to change.
Emilia approached her room and slotted the keycard into the door lock, pushing the door open and disappearing inside. She sighed with relief, muttering to herself as she dropped onto the large comfy double bed, laying down she pulled out her phone, viewing her messages as a text came through from Nathalie "Just so you know we're about 45 minutes away! See you soon! Xxx" it read.
Emilia panicked for a moment, thinking she didn't have much time to get ready, when suddenly she realised that she could change clothes with the click of her fingers now, she smiled and lay back down on the bed, blissfully happy with all the power she had, and excited by how much more she was soon to have. She rubbed her thighs gently, moaning slightly as she felt the vast wealth of Porridge trapped inside her perfectly fitting jeans.
Suddenly feeling quite horny, she slid her hand down into the front of her jeans, reaching into the thick runny Porridge as she began to toy with her cunt playfully, moaning softly as she rubbed it. Letting her mind wonder, she began to think about that night she spent with Michael, just after Ellen and Lauren had been infected, thinking back to how it all felt, all the glorious sensations that pulsed through her body.
Soon she thought about how feeding on Simon felt, draining his muscles and fat to improve her own body, she mixed that with her memory of Michael. Dreaming of all the naughty things they did, picturing herself grabbing hold of his throat and squeezing tightly, just enough so he struggled to breathe. He glowed a misty white colour as Emilia began to feed, absorbing the mist and starting to drain his strength, and height, also taking whatever fat he had to increase the size of her breasts.
She moaned loudly as he withered away before her eyes, her tits tingled strangely as they began to grow, stretching her top to its limits as they grew by over a full size and a half. Emilia could feel her feet now slowly sliding over the end of the bed.
As she lay there on the bed dreaming of this, she rubbed her slit enthusiastically, nearing herself closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy, she wailed orgasmicly as she clawed at the bed sheets with her other hand.
Back in her dream, Michael had become weak, frail and short as Emilia continued to grow. As the white mist began to fade, nearing Michael closer to death, Emilia began to climax, starting to cum as she finished stealing his life and energies, crippling his body. Once Michael passed, she let go of him, shuffling off the bed and standing up to inspect her new assets. She had grown from 5ft 2, to over 5ft 9. Her bust had gone from a 32C to a 34DD, and her hips, legs arse and waist had all grown to adjust to her new height, so they looked just as plump and curvaceous as when she was shorter.
Just as she had finished feeding on Michael in her dream, she had also reached her climax in real life, straining as she released her load into her jeans, causing it to mix with her warm Porridge. Emilia lay there for a while, getting her breathe back and removing her hand from her jeans, quickly scrapping off any Porridge that was on her hand back into her jeans.
She lay there thinking, longing to do what she had just dreamed of, but not to Michael, as he was far too valuable to her, he would be no use to her dead or weak. He was her personal plaything, one she didn't intend to lose.
Shortly before the Chofer was set to arrive, Emilia climbed off the bed and stood in the middle of the room in front of a full length mirror, she thought for a moment before clicking her fingers sharply. Suddenly her clothes transformed into a stunning red dress, a long flowing ensemble of shimmering fabric, showing off the curvature of her posterior and the front of her smooth legs, snugly fitting her body as it went up, displaying her plump cleavage neatly. Emilia gazed at herself proudly, amazed at her transformation after becoming a Slaver.
Emilia looked at her hands, clicking her fingers again, her nails suddenly became painted to match her dress, and lipstick on her full lips to follow, now adorned with an average level of makeup to suit her current appearance.
Several minutes later she left the building and stood waiting outside for the Chofer, she was equipped with a long black overcoat to keep her warm and protect her dress.
The Chofer finally arrived in a large black limo rolling to a halt just in front of Emilia. She walked around to the other side of the car and jumped in, greeting everyone as she got inside. Once Emilia sat down the driver set off, along for the ride were 8 others, all of which Emilia had worked with, Nathalie, Rose, Kit, Sophie, Maisie, Isaac, Jason and Lena. None of them had any idea what was going to happen.