Extinction Protocol - Part 6 Updated (22.03.2023)

[Ganoguy]

Hey!

Quite cliche for me to say this, but long time lurker giving it a try at a first story. This ist more of a long burner that takes inspiration from multiple sources of media and things that I like in general. I hope people like it as much as I’ve liked past stories I’ve read here. I’ll take my time setting it up, but be patient enough and I promise the good parts will come! Let me know if you have feedback! 
 

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Chapter 1

I woke up with the sound of credits rolling up. John had been staring at me wide eyed as I opened my eyes and closed my mouth, which at this point was even drooling a bit.

“How could you sleep through that movie?” He asked.

John was my roommate. A really nice guy, too innocent and always with his head up in the clouds. You see, John was also not bad looking himself and part of me wishes I hadn’t first approached him when we met in college pretending his looks wasn’t what had drawn me to him. Of course I played nice and pretended that was just a convenient seat in class, but eventually we found out we didn’t really connect  or it just wasn’t meant to be. We still became good friends regardless. He had a slim frame, short blond hair and a pair of dazzling blue-ish eyes. I almost forgot how his wide smile always killed me whenever he flashed it. John was tall and liked working out during his free time. He wasn’t a gym rat by any means but it was just enough for him to stay healthy and keep his slim frame. He also knew what clothes fit him well despite having a very laid back and relaxed personality. It might not look like it but deep down he was somewhat vain, he just didn’t show it.

We had know each other for years now. That meant we knew each other quite well. We even shared an apartment since neither one of us could afford a nice place on our own shortly after graduating and wanting to live downtown somewhere near our jobs.

“First of all that movie made absolutely no sense. Also, I wasn’t sleeping, just resting my eyes a bit ” I told him as I shrugged it off and yawned.

John just laughed at my very basic attempt to cover up the fact I was completely exhausted from a crazy week at work.

“Yeah, right bro.”

Even though it was Friday I still felt completely like I was hit by a bus after working long hours throughout the week and barely any sleep. All I wanted was to rest a bit, but I had promised John we’d go out hiking the next morning.

“Are you sure we are still going out tomorrow mr. old man?” He questioned me while getting up from the couch and grabbing the now empty popcorn bowl from the coffee table in front of us. I don’t know why I thought it was a good idea to see go on a hike after such a brutal week.

“You’d just get lost without me, so yeah, we’re going” I replied.

John made his way to the kitchen to drop the bowl in the sink. I’m pretty sure he was just gonna leave it there had I not threatened him with a cold stare over my shoulders. I didn’t like his laziness but at this point I’m pretty sure he just did it to annoy me on purpose.

“Ok, calm down. I’m gonna clean it. And you gotta stop with this whole “work is killing me, I’m past my young days, bla bla bla. Where’s the fun, party guy I knew in college?” He said as he turned his back to me and immediately started cleaning the bowl and whatever crap he had used while watching the movie. While he was doing the dishes I got distracted by a brief second. I would always forget what his best asset was, until he put on those sweatpants he’d normally wear when home. His butt looked so round and so bubbly in those pants it was almost unbelievable.

“Earth to Peter. Are you even listening or just daydreaming about this peach over here?” He said while slightly shaking his butt. Oh god, I was mortified. I had kept staring at his ass dancing in those sweatpants and he had noticed. My face immediately turned redder than the apple standing by the kitchen counter and I quickly turned to my phone trying to fake a reaction. “Yes we are going hiking, I’ve said it already” I quickly responded pretending I was checking my social networks.

John was straight, but he just didn’t mind me being gay and I appreciated this the most about our friendship. He used to tease me me all the time with small stuff like this. At this point I’m pretty sure he just likes his ego being stroked every once in a while.

He quickly finished the dishes and came over again, throwing himself on the couch sitting uncomfortably close to me trying to spy on what I was checking on my phone. He kept trying to see the screen and I kept just moving my hands away trying harder and harder for him not to see anything and see through my ruse.

“C’mon you were totally checking me out. There’s nothing on your screen”

“Get off of me, I wasn’t”.

“You really need to go out on more dates” he said.

“If only my job wasn’t killing me” I replied annoyed at the situation.

“Ok, then I promise we’re gonna have fun tomorrow and then you I’ll stop with this. It’s just sometimes I feel like you always work so hard and don’t stop to look around and enjoy the little things” he said trying to cheer me up and get me hyped for our hike.

I tried seeing the bright side of things. If anything I’d at least spend some quality time outdoors. It wouldn’t hurt and it had been forever we last did that.

“I’m gonna let you go now and hope you’re ready tomorrow!” He said enthusiastically

“Yeah, yeah.” I laughed and forced myself to get up so I could go shower and get changed. “I will see you tomorrow mr. young and free”.

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By the time the first ray of sunlight was up we were already out there. We woke up early in the morning, which meant I hadn’t completely recovered from my week. My morning wood only made it more difficult to leave bed as I really wanted to give it some attention, but we were gonna be late and I could already hear John moving around the apartment. I’m not a big guy by any means, just average, but I’ve never had anyone complain about it. I would say I’m perhaps a bit about average in terms of girth which make my bulge look nice in my underwear, but this morning my hard on made it feel like it was even beyond that. It’s what you get for not giving it the proper attention for more than a week now, but once I heard John knocking at the door that’s when I knew it was gonna be postponed yet another time. I just got up, got ready and packed my stuff so we could leave.

John noticed I was feeling a little bit moody so he offered some jokes to lighten up the mood. I was not gonna say no plus I was starting to feel more energetic to be outside. The weather was nice and we were both in just regular outdoor wear with gym shorts and tshirts, our backpacks and some water and food for the hours ahead of us. The rest of the things stayed in the car and we’d return later. By the time we reached the lake that John really wanted to go to the sun was already shining. The sweat in his shirt was visible and it made the fabric cling to his body in a way that only accentuated his features. His slightly developed chest was heaving up and down and every chance I got to look at it I did. It was a pretty uneventful morning up until that point. I never saw someone remove their shirt so quickly to jump into the water. It was September so even though the sun was high up the water wasn’t exactly warm, but John had this careless free spirit I never shared, which I quite admired. He was just in his white trunks which immediately made me think he didn’t think everything through.

“Are you really going in with just that?” I asked.

“It’s just us here, no one’s gonna mind”

Before he had even finished the sentence he was already inside the water. I had barely had time to contest him, but he was right. There was nobody around so I removed my shirt and joined him by the water. When I approached, though, my suspicions were right and the water was super cold. I just had my feet in and John was already diving head in. Fast forward a couple minutes of me literally moving 1 inch per minute trying to enter the cold water while pretending to admire the beautiful landscape and the crystal clear waters and I notice something glowing next to where John was swimming.

“Hey, dude, what’s that thing over there? That orange glow.” I asked.

He looked at me, puzzled, and then realized it was something underwater. He shrugged his shoulder saying he had no clue but before I could say anything he just took a deep breath and went down to check it. After a couple seconds I could see the glow fading from the surface and John had come up with a tiny pebble in his hand. He was holding it against the sun, mesmerized at it. There was no orange glow at all and we were both asking ourselves if that was something we both hallucinated or something.

“Check it out it’s just a weird black rock. It was sitting at the bottom but I’m sure I saw it glowing. That’s what made it so easy to tell it apart from all the other rocks at the bottom of the lake”. It did look like a normal rock at first but upon closer inspection there were three things that were outstanding. First one was that the rock had markings. Not scratches, markings. The markings all looked like barcodes, like they were carved in it. Second thing was that it’s shape was very odd. Even though it seemed like a normal rock all its edges seemed oddly angular. Like it was man made. Something about its shape gave it an alien nature, but I’m not quite sure how to describe it. It’s almost like you could tell that 1000 years wouldn’t have been enough for nature to shape something like that. And the third one was a that right in the middle of it there was a slit. It was almost unnoticeable, but it was there. Maybe that’s where the weird glow came from.

The both of us were incredibly intrigued by it, so much that we didn’t even pay attention to our surroundings as we were getting out of the water. John was soaking wet, obviously, and that’s when I looked down at his bulge while he was distracted with the rock. I’ve seen him before in undies, walking around the apartment with only a towel wrapped around his waist but somehow he looked mesmerizing today. The water dripping from his body, the wet undies outlining every one of his smooth curves and bulges. His dick was also clearly visible since he was wearing white trunks. I never put much thought into his size but it definitely looked big considering he had literally just been in the cold water. You could see the shaft pressed against it and the white, almost transparent, fabric moving slowly as he walked. The head looked big and juicy. You could clearly see he was uncut as well. I’d guess maybe 4 or 5 inches soft? When I looked up I realized he was staring at me and that’s the first time I think I ever saw him blushing. He didn’t mind walking around half naked, but I think this was the first time he was this close to being naked around me.

“Uhm, sorry” he said half smiling and half trying to hide his dick print with one of his hands.

“I’ve seen naked guys before” I joked, trying to ease him up a bit and not make it seem like I was obsessing over him.

The sun was starting to hide behind the clouds so we thought it’d be a better idea to just take it back to the cabin we had rented for the weekend and be gone before we got caught in the rain or bad weather. Despite the brief moment of blushing John seemed to have his attention completely snap back to the rock after he finished dressing up again and picking his stuff from the side of the lake where we left our stuff.

“Did you notice if that was the thing glowing when you picked it up?”

“Well yeah. Or at least I think so. It stopped glowing the moment I touched it. It’s like there was this thin jello membrane around it and once I touched it there was this kind of jolt feeling. But then that was it. The glow ceased, I picked it up and came up for air”.

During the walk back we both took turns examining the rock but there really wasn’t anything else that we could make of it. It didn’t take long for us to reach the cabin and John immediately went for a shower as he wanted to get cleaned up and enjoy the rest of the calm afternoon warm and in dry clothes. I, on the other hand, tried to crack the rock open through the small opening in it, flash a light inside it, anything that could bring the glow back. Nothing had worked. Eventually the both of us just gave up and left it aside as we still had to gather some wood to set up a small fire for the marshmallows later that evening.

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful as I just read a book while John was gathering some wood and preparing the fire pit. When night fell the fire was already up and we unpacked some food we brought. As we were preparing the food to start cooking it John accidentally cut himself in the finger.

“Ouch!” I heard him complain in pain as a drip of blood left his cut.

It wasn’t anything deep or serious but he rushed to the restroom to get a bandaid from the first aid kit as he didn’t really like the sight of blood. A couple seconds later when he returned from inside the cabin, where all the lights were off, I swear I could catch a quick glimpse of a small glow around him. It clearly wasn’t as strong as the one we saw that morning in the water but just faint enough that I didn’t know if I was just imagining things when looking at him since the fire pit was standing between me and the path to the cabin from where he was coming from.

We finished dinner and prepared to go to bed early as we wanted to continue exploring a little longer on Sunday before we made our way back to the city. Usually I always slept like a rock so it wouldn’t be an issue to fall asleep. Little did I know what was to come.

[SecretlyWriting]

holy shit, this will probably develop to be the bestest i've read around here. so good. the only feedback i got is that just don't care about how good it is while writing cause that would only impede you, causing boredom eventually. just write what you enjoy. this is really good

[citizenies]

Looking good ~ cant wait for the next parts

[mrnonsense76]

Definitely well written. I can't wait to read more of it!

[Ganoguy]

Appreciate the replies!  

Still working on the general setup, but there’s an update ready! 
 

Chapter 2

Remember when I said I usually slept like a rock? Somehow that was not true that night. I dreamt I was in a sea of nothingness. Like what I would picture being in space must be like. No light, no sound, no air, nothing. Just the empty void and darkness as far as the eye could see. The more time I spent on that dream just floating around then the more it started looking like space. Slowly some shiny dots on the horizon started popping. A splash of bright colors from nebulas light years away. Light from stars I could never even think of ever reaching. More and more it started to also expand in size. If before I could only see darkness then now I could see how tiny and how insignificant we all are in the universe. And then I saw one tiny little light growing brighter and brighter by the second. It was growing more intense, bigger, faster, closer. I quickly realized it was a meteor headed my direction. Behind the meteor all the stars were shutting down like light bulbs failing in a hallway. Everything behind the meteor being once again engulfed in darkness. I started feeling extremely cold and chills went down my spine. I had goosebumps and all the hairs on my arm went up. You know that feeling you get when something is wrong but you can’t quite tell what? That primal feeling of fear that triggers your every instinct in your mind to run as fast as you can to safety. I turned back trying to flee but it was pointless, I was moving my arms and legs in place without actually moving anywhere. I was technically in space after all. When the meteor light grew too close and too intense to even look at it I shut my eyes close hoping for the best but truly expecting the worst.

That’s when I woke up with the hollow sound of a loud thump.

I looked around spooked, disoriented, sweaty from the weird dream - nightmare? - I’ve just had and with a tap on my phone’s screen by the night stand I could see it was almost 4 in the morning. John’s bed was empty, the sheets still there, in a messy state, as if he had gotten up in a hurry. I grabbed my phone, put on my slippers and turned the flashlight option on. The thump had come from outside the room and given how loud it was it must’ve been either at the front door or the porch since the kitchen and back door were on the opposite side on the bedroom entrance. I moved carefully without really knowing what to expect but my rational mind thought it might’ve been just the wind or a small wild animal in the area.

The front door was unlocked. When I slowly opened it I was shocked to see John kneeling near the fire pit with his back turned to the house. I don’t know what exactly shocked me more at that point. Him being out there at 4 in the morning in front of an unlit fire pit or the fact he was once again just in his white trunks. It wasn’t winter but I wouldn’t also be just outside with below 10 Celsius outside at night. Well he was still a sight to behold, his slightly developed muscles glistening under the moon light, the round peachy bubble butt sitting softly on the white trunks.

“You scared the crap out of me. What the hell are you doing out here at this time?” I said out loud, trying to call him out.

He didn’t move an inch. My mind quickly went from the groggy horny feeling from not seeing any action in a couple weeks and being woken up in the middle of the night to being incredibly confused and low key scared again. I squeezed my eye from the porch trying to understand what was even happening but I could very faintly see the orange glow around him. I started walking on his direction but I froze in place just after a couple steps when I heard a snapping sound. It was difficult to tell what he was doing since he had his back turned on to me, but as if he magically knew I was wondering that same question he started turning around and there was blood. A lot of blood. His mouth and hands were covered in it and he was chewing what looked like a rabbit maybe? A bird? I couldn’t quite tell what was in his right hand. What freaked me out even more was the fact his eyes had a dead look to it. They were completely white and devoid of any life in it. My heart immediately started pounding in my chest and I turned around and ran as fast as I could to the cabin. “What the fuck is going on, what’s he doing” were the only things I could think of.

I locked the door, closed the curtains and ran back to the room to grab my stuff and think of a plan on how to get the hell out of there. Amidst my complete panic I hit my face against something when entering the bedroom. Or better yet: someone. As I hit the floor I immediately started violently kicking and punching trying to get away, but I was held in place by firm, strong hands.

“Dude, calm down, it’s me! Stop punching me!”

It was John. It was his voice. I started focusing my vision on him and there was no blood. He was wearing his pajamas, a soft white cotton shirt that loosely fit him and some very old red cotton shorts he refused to dispose of. I didn’t know what was real anymore. It took me about a minute of mumbling and getting as far away from him inside the bedroom as I could.

“Don’t come any closer! I swear to god I’ll hurt you if you do!” I threatened him.

“Ok, ok. Calm down. I don’t know what’s going on, but it’s me. John. Your friend. I’m not gonna do anything, alright?” The voice did seem like him, but what was happening? Had I really just hallucinated? “You seem to be cold, I’m just gonna pick up the blanket and throw it around you, alright?” He said gesturing to the blanket at the foot of his bed. I moved my head up and down agreeing to it. He approached me slowly with the blanket, helped up to my feet and threw the blanket around my shoulders. “See? I’m not gonna do anything. Care to tell what the fuck you were so scared of?”

I tried explaining but everything was just a mess in my head. Everything happened so quickly that I couldn’t remember the exact order of events, but when I mentioned I saw him all bloody outside he just laughed and went to the windows in the entrance to open the curtains. “See, nothing outside?” He said as he opened the curtains and, indeed, nothing was there. “Look, I think you had a very stressful week at work, you have not slept properly and we’re out in the woods so you probably just saw a wild animal or something”

“I’m not crazy, I know what I saw”

“Well I’m definitely not eating any raw animals nor do I have any blood in me, right? Look” he was now turning around in place showing me he was completely clean.

“Show me your finger. You had a cut in it from last night. If this is really you then you are gonna have it still”

He lifted his hand and there was the band-aid. He slowly removed it and showed me the cut. “Feeling better now? That was pretty stupid by the way. If I had turned into a raw flesh eating monster do you think I’d be having a conversation with you? I’d be feasting on your dumb ass”.

The complete out of place joke in a serious moment sealed it for me. That was indeed John. I had no explanation for what had happened so I just accepted I saw something my mind had completely made up because of stress and sleep deprivation. I even felt a bit bad now for kicking and punching him when I couldn’t make sense of things. John was kind enough to put me to bed and talk to me until I fell asleep again. This time I didn’t dream.

When I woke up in the morning with the sun shining I could hear John breathing heavily. He had fallen asleep in my bed. I immediately blushed when I realized he was kind of spooning me. Needless to say I was hard as a rock from his breathing on my neck and the body heat emanating from him behind me. I didn’t know what to do because the moment he woke up it’d be very weird for us since we never had any romantic or sexual chemistry despite me having a crush on him for a while now. Not wanting to move and wake him up I tried to reach for my phone to see if I could set up the alarm for 1min and pretend I was asleep so he’d “wake up first and realize he was spooning me”. Except when I did that I bumped my hand on the night stand and made my phone drop to the floor. “Fuck” I screamed mentally. I immediately shut my eyes closed and John moved around. His entire body actually moved closer to me and he tightened his embrace. When his torso touched my back I could feel the heat emanating from him, but when I felt something poke my butt that’s when I knew he was also sporting a steel hard morning wood. My dick must’ve let a lot of precum out since I could actually feel it leaking. John moaned a bit behind me and then I heard him very faintly whisper “fuck fuck fuck”. I could feel him trying to pull away from me without making any noises but he didn’t have enough space with the wall behind him. “Fuck I’m gonna wake him up” I heard him whisper to himself again.

My instincts took over and I moved my butt back a bit, making it rub against his morning wood once again. This time he didn’t say anything but he stopped moving. Instead of continuing to move away he actually moved closer and pressed his hard boner against my ass. I could feel his shaft slowly sliding across my butt cheeks like it has always belonged there. He started moaning louder than he could control and his body was rubbing more intensely against mine now despite him trying very hard not to. He was just straight up dry humping me at this point. Or maybe not so “dry” since there was so much precum leaking from him that I could feel it soaking my very thin shorts. When the moaning got too loud he quickly got up not caring anymore whether he was gonna wake me up or not. He was trying to rush straight to the bathroom and for a brief second we locked eyes. We both looked down at his crotch and he closed his eyes and threw his head back in ecstasy. Right then and there he was blasting his cum inside his own shorts and moaning louder than I had ever heard someone ever moan.

[CarlV9]

Wow this is so good, man you are coming in hot with this update 

[Ganoguy]

Time for another update. 
I’m trying to get my ideas all in order and write a bit in advance so I can keep a flow of updates going. Next one should be up before the weekend, too!
 

Chapter 3

The rest of our Sunday morning had probably been the weirdest we’ve ever shared since we met each other. John left the bathroom after cleaning up and I had no clue what he was gonna say or what to expect. I myself didn’t know what I was gonna say. Turns out he didn’t say a single word. He went straight to the kitchen and started looking for something to eat. I didn’t know how to feel. It had been hot, sure, but wasn’t he even going to acknowledge he literally just blasted his biggest cum shot to date while humping me?

What about last night? Had I really imagined all of that? The more I thought about it the angrier I was getting for him having the balls to be literally just looking for food now as if nothing had happened. I got up and immediately started packing my things to leave everything ready to return home earlier than we’d planned. I dumped all my clothes in my bag, my phone, battery charges, everything.

“Hey, good morning” John said in a friendly voice while entering the room. He had that goofy and charming half smile up.

He stopped by the door and was leaning against the door while eating some yoghurt. I just waved back without being sure what to say.

“Do you want anything for breakfast? Actually, why are you packing up? Are we leaving?” He asked seemingly confused.

I truly couldn’t believe he was literally gonna act like nothing happened. Or was this not him and last night wasn’t really a hallucination? Before answering him I glanced at his hands again. There was still a band-aid there so again I felt like I was going crazy.

“I don’t feel hungry. Can we pack and return home earlier?” I finally broke my silence.

He didn’t say anything but luckily just acknowledged my will and went to the kitchen to finish his yoghurt. When he came back and started packing he started looking through his night stand seemingly looking for something he couldn’t find. I didn’t pay much attention at first but he was very insistent on finding whatever it was he was looking for.

“Hey did you see the black rock we found yesterday? I left it at my night stand and I can’t find it.”

So he finally decided to talk about last night. There’s no way he’d talk about a fucking rock he found in the lake but not everything else that happened.

“Seriously?!” I replied, annoyed at the fact he was giving this so much attention and ignoring the rest.

“Yes, really! I remember putting it here last night before going to bed. Then I woke up to go to the bathroom and last thing I know you bumped into me acting out of yourself”

Did he not remember anything or was he playing me now? I was just fed up with that. The idea of simply not talking about things was awful to me. I’m not gonna let the same happen with my own best friend.

“Listen, so about earlier…” I started saying but got quickly interrupted

“I am so so so sorry, I don’t know what happened…” he immediately spurted out.

Ok, good. He wasn’t oblivious of it, but why on Earth would he just choose to not talk about it. I guess I would have to try to calm him down.

“Look I just wanted to thank you for getting me to bed after I freaked out last night. That was sweet of you” I simply said.

He was looking down, not quite able to look me in the eye. “I, uhm… yeah. No problem, bro. I am really sorry about this morning, though. I was having one of those dreams and when I was slowly waking up it all felt so good I couldn’t handle it and…” he was mumbling trying to find words at this point.

“Look, you don’t have to say anything. It’s fine.” I replied.

I was trying not to overthink things but it’s quite difficult when you have a crush on someone and something on that level happens. My mind was racing and I really just wanted to get out of there and back home. I needed some fresh air. John was a big boy, he could look for that stupid rock by himself. I got up, put on a light jacket and headed outside.

When I stepped out the door I froze for a second when I stopped at the same spot I had the “terrifying sighting of John” last night. Now, during daytime, things looked exponentially less creepy and there was nothing by the firepit except of course the burnt wood and charcoal, some toasted marshmallows that fell into it and the two wooden stools around it. No blood, no animal carcass, not a trace that what I saw had been real. It was actually quite a nice day outside, but something else caught my attention. A tiny, black, shiny object sheepishly hiding besides the stools. It couldn’t be. As I came closer to it there it was. The little rock we found in the lake the day before. Except it looked a bit different now. I picked it up to inspect it and the slit in the middle now looked bigger. The markings were the same but it’s shape was rounder like it was fuller. John immediately seemed to appear out of nowhere and snapped it out of my hand as I was studying it.

“You found it! ” he thanked me very enthusiastically.

“This is exactly where I saw you last night! I’m not going crazy!” I once again said annoyed.

John was so mesmerized by the rock, again, that he barely even acknowledged what I said. We finished packing and returned home without any objections. He didn’t seem to mind or object to anything for the rest of the day. By the time we were back I was just really over everything that had happened and wanted to get some actual good rest. John on the other hand was restless. He walked around the apartment, watched tv shows, vacuumed the floor. He was on fire, more active than ever. And on a Sunday of all days. He really was acting out of himself and I couldn’t figure out why. It’s like that freaking rock was changing him somehow and I didn’t like this new John, he had the same qualities to him but felt like a stranger to me. After an entire day of this I was done. Enough was enough.

“Hey, what’s going on with you? And why won’t you put that thing down?” I asked John.

“The rock? Cause it looks amazing! The more I stare at it the more details I can see!”

“Dude, cmon. Give me that stupid thing” I moved to try and get it from him but he didn’t let me. It was one of those weird moments when someone does something unexpected and you just don’t know how to act. John was actively protective of that stupid rock. But he was already taller than me, and despite not being heavier than me his longer arms kept it away from my reach. We actually now looked stupid, like two kids fighting over a toy or something. While trying to get it from him I actually managed to make him drop it, but if fell inside the aquarium we had in the living room. We both observed it sinking into the bottom of it.

After a couple of seconds some of the fish inside it started approaching to check it. John and I just watched it not wanting to dip our hands inside the water to fetch it. That’s when I could see the vaguely faint orange glow again around the rock. But now it was clearer to me because of the glass. There was a gelatinous membrane around it that actually gave it that orange glow. And it was “leaking” from the slit in the middle of it. The moment the first fish approached the membrane it got engulfed in it. It didn’t react any differently and just moved on with his life, but now the fish also had the gel-like substance around him. Soon other fish in the aquarium also had it and it was a matter of a couple minutes before all of the fish inside had it.

“Are you seeing that?” I asked

“I thought I was the only one. That’s exactly what I saw in the lake. Except inside the water I couldn’t see as clearly as I can now through the aquarium glass” John explained.

“Well that explains one of the dozen weird things that happened over the weekend but it doesn’t explain…”

Before I was able to finish my sentence I saw the first fish that touched the substance glow a tiny brighter. It was hard to notice at first but the first thing I noticed that was different about it were the completely white eyes. The dead look in it that felt so familiar. Then the fish suddenly attacked another one trashing it violently inside the water. There was a small cloud of remains, blood and flesh but it was all engulfed by the slimy substance which seemed to be dissolving everything inside it and then returning the gooey blob to the fish that had first started it.

What.

The.

Fuck.

Soon all other fish were gone from the aquarium and the only one remaining fish was looking different. Its color was bright red, and the soft orange-ish glow around it was no more. Then it started to convulse and the skin was melting and reshaping at the same time. Each time it reshaped it seemed to gain a tiny bit of size. Just looking at it seemed painful let alone feel what the poor fish could feel. But its scales were now looking denser, thicker, more resistant and each time it reshaped itself it became darker in color. The fish also grew in size with the fins becoming longer, its body expanding to the sides and the tail becoming bigger and more flamboyant. It was so different from the original fish. Like a larvae that had gone under metamorphosis and was now a butterfly. But the fish was no longer the bright red it once was. It was now a shiny black. The fish calmly swam across the aquarium to meet the rock again. It poked the slit a couple times and the rock stood up in a vertical angle and the fish started to force itself inside it. Despite its much larger size the rock started expanding to accommodate it and even if it didn’t completely grow you could see that the fish was making its way in. Parts of it body were simply ripped apart from brute forcing its way inside a rock but they simply gooey-fied and followed it inside. As if you were painfully trying to stick your finger inside a tin can that could not accommodate it and simply ignoring the pain by continue to push it through. By the time all of the fish - and the goo - had finished entering the rock it sank back down to bottom of the aquarium, now again completely still and looking devoid of any life inside it

I was horrified about the whole freak show we had just witnessed. When I turned my head to look at John he was fixated in it. He wasn’t even blinking. He turned to look at me and we both had very visibly different expressions. Mine was pure horror while his was pure amazement. My mind started spiraling when I remembered I had seen John, or whatever I thought was John, the night before feeding off of other living beings. But I couldn’t make sense of things now. Before I could process any other thoughts I looked at John and saw the faint orange glow around him. “Oh fuck, no no no” I kept thinking.

“Are you feeling ok?” He said as he extended his hand to me.

My vision started going black. The last thing I felt were John’s arms holding me and I blacked out.

 

[SecretlyWriting]

so good...

[ThrowItAllAway11]

Excellent so far. The premise that seems to be setting up should get super interesting,

[bigbbny]

Hey guys!  Is there a reason I can’t see the text for this story?