While Maya was busy getting stuffed by several very eager men, Cassie was enacting her own plan, though that had required waiting till the end of football practice. She knew they'd need people that were big, strong, somewhat brutish and not the sharpest tools in the box to act as defenders in the event of armed/unarmed conflicts. Now certainly she knew that several of the players she was currently eyeing like a fine cut of meat were actually quite smart and she wondered if perhaps she could find some way to have them rank higher in the 'chain of command' so to speak once they were assimilated.
She knew it'd most likely be very easy for her to seduce the entire team, though a nerd in her own right she was still hot and had always been invited to the various parties that the team had thrown though she'd never actually gone. Still, now she had a reason to interact with them. The best part was that she fully intended on getting their girlfriends in on it as well, though they'd not really know what was happening till after and even then she doubted they'd be full crew members, just breeders. It was a shitty way of thinking she knew, but these were the types of people that were pretty much useless at everything except looking good and being sluts.
So while the team was out practicing she slipped into the locker room and set things up with a little help and instruction from Harmony. Though she didn't know it, the setup was very similar to what Maya had done in the club room, ensuring that they wouldn't be disturbed once things started getting sticky. She caught a brief snippet of what Maya was doing, namely in regards to the duplicate version of herself and figured that could be a very easy way of getting this done and over with.
She created and tasked a little drone creature, no larger than the average small spider, and sent it on its way towards the field, where it would wait till practice was over before drawing the team and their partners to the locker room.
Cassie sat herself down and pondered on just how exactly she was going to do this, already knowing that she wanted to get plugged and stuffed with as many cocks as she possibly could be, but the ladies would be harder to deal with. Perhaps...
A devious smile stretched across her lips, eyes glinting as she hit upon the solution and began the process of creating what she had in mind. While doing so she heard a whistle blow from outside, and activated the drone, the team and their girlfriends all entering a somewhat lucid trance and heading for the locker room, while the coach was left behind, believing all was well.
Her creation was complete and it pulled itself from her form, secluding itself in a corner while they waited for their prey to arrive. It didn't take long for them to do so, and Cassie stood, her clothes melting away and leaving her nude before them all.
"Hello boys. Wanna have some fun?" She crooned, the team looking at her hungrily while their girlfriends simply stared, jaws going slack as their minds went blank. Activating the mental jamming devices she'd spread out, Cassie crooked a finger at the guys, all of whom started to throw off their clothes and approached her quickly, cocks hardening instantly. A subtle shift in commands from the little drone saw the ladies doing the same, though they approached the creature.
Nearly immediately, rough hands fell upon her, groping and squeezing as she moaned loudly for them. She was hoisted up into the air, sandwiched between two players as she was drawn into a sudden kiss. They wasted no time in plunging themselves into her, grunting like mere beasts as they did. She'd never felt so desired before, not like this at least and she lost herself in the moment. She held out her hands to either side, grabbing a pair of cocks and starting to pump away vigorously.
Meanwhile, the girls were approached by the mass of shifting nanites, their expressions blank and slack jawed. When it was well within range of them, tentacles suddenly shot forth from its body, wrapping the women up and yanking them off their feet towards the creature. With soft grunts they slammed into it, arms and legs bound by strong tendrils and stretched wide open as they were placed into recesses that'd formed on impact.
New tendrils slithered over their supple bodies, binding them more fully to the creature as mask-ended tentacles settled over their faces, pumping a very potent aphrodisiac into their lungs, while shoving a squirming tentacle down their throats. Thousands of tiny tendrils slithered up between their legs, completely covering their groins like some sort of living thong, shoving thick phalluses into their waiting holes and eliciting deep, slutty moans.
There was not going to be any tender lovemaking for these women, just brutal efficiency that would leave them as little more than wombs for the coming mission. Of course they would be well cared for, and their minds would drown in eternal pleasure, every thought and desire washed away with a simple need to serve any who may wish to make use of them.
