Extinction Protocol - Part 9 Updated (14.04.2023)

[Dominik]

I love the last chapter that you did, i do hope the next one is around the corner i want to know more, also John swallowing the stone/symbiont was hot/cool, so i do hope the muscletheft tag is no because john is draining Mc would kinda sucks for me personaly since, i think it would be adorable, sexy with they become a hot horny superhuman couple XD.

[Ganoguy]

Had to deal with a busy week at work + a couple personal things but I’m back at it! 
 

Chapter 7

The taste of his lips was hard to describe. There was the aroma of coffee mixed with something sweet, maybe a dessert and obviously I couldn’t properly focus on that since I was experiencing a sensory overload currently. His hand planted on the wall slowly moved to grab the back of my neck as his tongue made his way into my mouth dancing inside it. I was completely out of it and could only feel every inch of his body rubbing against mine. His other hand grabbed my waist and he used it to press even harder against me slowly bending his knees and lowering his body a bit so his dick would rub against mine. His tongue was working its magic as we wildly moved in sync with one another. My hands, both of them, immediately went to his ass. They were exactly as I thought: two round bubbly delicious globes that fit my hands perfectly and were just firm enough from his steady workout routine. And oh god did they feel amazing while my hands were cupping each one. I was dying to remove it but I just couldn’t stop massaging it as he ran his hand up inside the hem of my shirt slowly rising it and reaching my nipples. His lips departed mine and his tongue made his way to my neck slowly going down to my collarbone and eventually leading to the exposed nipple where my shirt had been lifted. Her finally opened our eyes and I was speechless. Before I tried mumbling something, just anything, he planted his lips once again in my nipple exploring every inch of it with his tongue and I once again were forced to close my eyes in just pure joy. My cock was gonna burst out of its confinements at this pace.

You see I’ve had my share of guys before but somehow neither would come close to what John was doing to me. And those were my nipples alone…

He continued moving down my stomach and finally knelt in front of me. I opened my eyes to look down and he was looking directly into my eyes. We were both filled with lust, no words were needed and with a silent agreement with just eye contact he buried his face into my bulge deeply inhaling and rubbing his face against my hard cock through my pants. He quickly disposed of them and I removed my shirt leaving me just in my underwear, soaking wet, and continued to rub himself against my cock. He was using one of his hands to massage my balls and the other was inside his own pants. I could see from this angle but the slow short ranged motion from his arms was no mistake that he was jacking off himself.

“I… look, I… think I’m going…” was my best attempt at trying to warn him that I was a about to climax. I just couldn’t take that and something about John was like an animal surviving just on its primal instincts except his sole purpose here was making me cum. I grabbed the back of his head holding tightly onto his hard and he grunted loudly. With one swift motion he pulled my trunks down making my throbbing hard dick bounce up and hit my own stomach and once again buried his face swallowing it whole down to the base. Was that really his first time doing this? It didn’t really matter as the simple touch of his mouth with my cock made me explode. He grabbed hard onto my ass forcing my dick deeper into his throat and I let it loose like a hose all over his mouth. I was shaking and feeling overwhelmed. I don’t think I’ve had such an intense orgasm. I must’ve let at least 4 or 5 shots of cum deep into his mouth and when I was done he slowly removed my cock from his mouth, receding very slowly and massaging it with his tongue all the way until there was a loud pop from my cock head finally parting ways with his lips.

I was so fucking horny just looking at John on his knees in front of me. And he was still lusting after me, staring deep into my eyes. His other hand still inside his pants but now at an increased speed and he was panting, breathing heavily, sweat forming on his forehead as his cheeks started turning pink ish. I was still leaning against the wall and panting from all the exertion, but he didn’t look like he was gonna be done before cumming as well. He was on a mission now. The moaning which had started soft and slow was now animalistic and loud and I could feel him getting closer and closer. When he finally threw his head back I saw him slowly fall back on the ground spreading himself on the floor letting out a very loud “UGHHHHHHHHHH” as his body suddenly froze. He thrust his hips high into the air with every grunt, about 5 or 6 times. I couldn’t believe my eyes at that moment. John was now pretty much red, veins all exposed and multicolored and he was panting heavily on the ground. Only after about a minute or two that it took us to recover our breaths that I noticed something about him: his usual slim fit frame wasn’t exactly looking the same. He was laid down on the floor, yeah, but I could tell that his shirt looked tight on him. His skin was looking smooth, just like the rest of his body, but it was like he had dropped his bodyfat percentage and his skin was glued to his muscles, somehow. His belly was bloated and you could see the faint abs almost painted in his shirt, like a muscle gut, except that was never there before. The rest of him looked “normal” if not for the general pumped look.

I instantly remembered that I was looking like that the same morning, minus the bloated stomach,of course, but I guessed he was feeling the same way.

“That was so fucking amazing!” He said feeling super energetic “and I feel… different. My body feels like I could run a marathon right now!” He said flexing his biceps on the floor.

“That was… yeah.” I sheepishly replied. “You look more muscular, somehow?” I tried saying but ended up sounding more like I was questioning reality just out loud.

“I know! I can feel this nice pump!”

Every motion of his biceps made my dick get hard again as it was finally going down. Seeing the small mound of muscle forming and flexing and then relaxing and going down continuously was like heaven. His biceps were looking so solid now.

“Hey I didn’t want you to have to do this…” I started apologizing but he quickly got up to his feet and approached me sealing my lips tight with another slow kiss. He now grabbed my ass and lifted me like I was nothing. I was on his arms, naked, being lifted while he kissed me, like I literally weighted as much as a feather.

“You don’t have to worry about that. I kinda… just let it happen after this weekend. I had all this wet dreams and you were looking like a snack so…” he started saying but I quickly interrupted him “I thought you were straight?” I said.

“I never said that. It’s true I never had anything with another guy before, but I never said I was straight. You just assumed that. And maybe teasing you all this time was me kind of testing the waters? I don’t know. I think there’s a lot I need to find out. All I know is that…”

He suddenly winced in pain and instantly dropped me and fell to the ground on all fours. That eerie faint orange glow returned. His veins started expanding and not in a way that looked natural. It was like they grew slightly larger with every breath he took and I had not realized before but he never removed his clothes so I wasn’t paying attention to his skin at all. It looked… rougher? Like it was hardening somehow as opposed to just looking like he had a very low bodyfat percentage like a couple minutes ago. As he struggled to even breath now with what looked to be excruciating pain I helped him lie down on the couch. To my surprise his pants were also looking incredibly dry. I obviously had my attention turned to helping him and whatever the fuck was going on my how come he had just came inside his pants and there was not a single wet spot? All I could see was that despite all the pain he somehow still had his hard boner pressed against the fabric confinements.

As he trashed slightly in the couch I could notice a pattern in how his veins were enlarging themselves. It was like a wave motion coming from his bloated stomach. With each heartbeat there were little mounds moving from veins in his abs to all over the extremities in his body. Then it finally dawned on me: the fucking rock he swallowed before we decided to turn into two horny animals. Fuck what was it doing to him?!

The longer this kept going the more his bloated gut receded and the more his abs started to show. And the more I thought about it the less sense it made: how was I still seeing his abs through his shirt? Then I realized that the only possible explanation was that he was growing since the rest of his proportions still looked the same. I turned my attention to other areas of his body and it was very slow and almost unnoticeable but it was there! All his muscles were slowly growing larger like a gym pump that just did not stop. It was just about enough to make his shirt tight on his frame. His shoulders looked round and solid, arms thicker than he ever had and a chest that looked like a soft round pair of pillows. He didn’t look like a bodybuilder or anything like that, but he definitely looked buffer than he had ever been. He finally seemed to stop groaning and complaining about the pain and the orange glow around him had finally ceased.

I caressed his arms to check if he was ok but he didn’t reply. He looked like he had passed out but I at least made sure to check his pulse and measure his blood pressure. It all looked normal again. His dick was also straining inside his pants but it finally seemed to have started to go down. Because of his legs now also looking buffer then it meant that you could clearly see his cock clearly visible snaking its way down his left leg. I didn’t dare touch it and reawaken it once more. At this point I guess it would’ve been better if I let him get some rest and once he was up we could try to figure out what the fuck had he done and how was that thing inside him changing him.

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While John had been completely passed out I tried researching for some information online. Not an animal, not a fungus, maybe a parasite of some sort? It was hard to pinpoint because now it was housed inside John and it’s not like I could freely interact with it anymore.

I had my computer on my lap and was sitting in the chair in front of the couch from where I could monitor him in case something changed. He seemed to lost in a deep slumber. Chest slowly rising with each breath and then back down. He seemed so peaceful now… With how much had happened I lost track of time. It was nearly midnight and I had already decided to call in sick the next day at work so I could properly take care of John. My phone was set to not disturb mode so I didn’t see the messages and texts after I had gotten home.

I continued my research trying to find as much information as possible but the behaviors I had witnessed were only described in either fiction or far less radical behaviors than the ones we’ve seen. Well either that thing was prehistorical or it didn’t come from our planet. Given the markings in the rock I started believing the later wasn’t so far fetched. But how long had it been there? How come no one found it? My research would have to wait until I had more details. It was already past 3am and I was literally just scrolling aimlessly at this point. I slowly dozed off and this time somehow, unlike the past nights, I did not dream of anything.

[palisade]

I must admit, I'm loving both the premise and promise of this story! I'm regularly checking to see if new chapters have been added or not!  

[Ganoguy]

Chapter 8

 

I woke up to the sound of the alarm on my phone. I had completely forgotten to turn it off. I immediately picked it up from my pocket and started typing up an email to work informing I’d be absent. As I hit send on my screen I glanced at the sofa in the corner of my view. John wasn’t there.

I got up and looked around and everything looked normal with the exception of all the groceries he had bought the previous night. Every plastic bag was now empty. Containers, bags, cups, everything was empty and lying in some corner of the room. I looked over to the kitchen counter and noticed the fridge door was opened. I quickly glanced over it and it was also empty. I swear we had just done our groceries and John had even brought moved yesterday? Had he really eaten two weeks worth of food?!

I looked at the aquarium and even the lobster was gone… don’t tell me he…?

And then the bathroom door opened. John came out dressed in nothing but a towel around his waist and had both arms up drying his hair with another towel. He looked incredibly ripped, his abs had an incredibly deep six pack with each ridge perfectly sitting on top of each other while a single drop of water ran down each valley. He did look bigger and the little growth spurt he went through last night wasn’t my impression. I just stood there for a couple seconds admiring him and the lump his bulge made against the towel.

“I guess you’re up for another round. Good morning” I couldn’t resist teasing him.

He lowered his arms as he saw me there looking at him. “Hey, sorry. I didn’t want to wake you up!” He replied with a shy smile. “Also I… uhm. Woke up really hungry and I ate everything we had. I think we’re gonna need more food.”

Well the food wasn’t the issue for me. We could always just go to the grocery store again but… “and the Lobster? Did you seriously had time to kill and cook it all before I woke up?” I asked.

“Oh” he seemed surprised. “What makes you think I did that?”

“Well the Lobster is not there so I thought you had…” I started saying but didn’t complete the sentence as he seemed genuinely confused about it. “Well, nevermind then. I took the day off as I was worried about you.” I continued.

“Oh there’s no need for that! I feel better than ever! Look!” And as he said he immediately flexed both his biceps at the same time. The peaks slowly rose until they reached a new high for him. I had never seen John looking this big. Was he even aware he was literally growing in his sleep?

“So you do realize that you’re bigger, right? I mean you never had guns like that and now you look like you have just left the gym after a very intense arms days. Except you were literally sleeping”

“Oh I did notice. And I do have other things I wanted to discuss with you. I ripped my shirt apart when trying to undress before showering. I know you have some oversized shirts so would you mind lending me one…? I think mine might be a bit too tight now”. John continued.

I get his shirt was looking tight but c’mon. There’s no way his shirts wouldn’t fit anymore. “Sure, let’s check out” I said while asking myself all sorts of different questions.

John went to his bedroom first to pick up a pair of undies and then followed me to my room. Once there we unceremoniously dropped his towel with his back turned to me and bent over to pass his legs on his undies and pull me up. I almost had another mini heart attack with the view of his ass bent like that and that animalistic feeling of just wanting to immediately breed him right there almost took over. It was like I could see him doing that in slow motion, teasing me, provoking every single nerve in my body to get a reaction. When he pulled his underwear up and turned around he almost looked comic. I left out a small giggle. He looked like he was wearing undies meant for someone half his size or like a pre teenager just discovering his body and stuffing some socks inside their underwear so their package looked bigger.

“What? What’s the matter” He looked at me puzzled.

“You’re serious? What’s with your undies?” I asked.

“Nothing, they’re the same ones I’ve always had. But I guess they look a little bit snug on me now.” He blushed a bit.

If he was actually telling me the truth then it meant he might have already grown… down there too? “If you don’t mind me asking.. are you happy to see me or have you always looked this good in undies then?” I asked incredulous.

He looked down, pulled his wait band to look inside and moved his hand inside it. He adjusted himself putting his dick to the left and then let go of the elastic with an audible snapping as it went back to his body. His dick was now fully on display and marked in the undies but it looked substantially thicker than I could remember. His balls also seemed bigger making his bulge push forward more than normal. He then said “I am not hard if that’s what you mean”.

Fuck.

That confirmed my suspicion that he had grown down there too. “How big are you then?” I asked with a devilish grin starting to form on my face.

“5in soft, 6in hard. Sadly I’m more of a shower than anything” he said seeming a bit disappointed.

“You know that’s perfectly normal and that you certainly don’t look 5 inches, right?”

He hadn’t realized that until I mentioned. His moment of realization was so clear to me that it was almost like I could even see the light bulb lighting up above his head as he quickly went to his room again and returned with e a measuring tape. He returned and turned his back to me, lowering the front of his undies.

“Are you seriously not doing it in front of me after last night?” I asked laughing s little bit again.

“I’m afraid it won’t stay soft if I do it in front of you” he replied.

So he was kind of a show off huh. I had always suspected that about him and knew he liked his ego stroked but I was starting to like this version of him a bit more now that he felt better about exploring his sexuality around me. He then exclaimed enthusiastically “6! Bro, somehow I am 6 inches entirely soft now!”

What wouldn’t I do to just drop to my knees right now and suck him off. Needless to say my dick was once again rock hard ever since he had come out of the shower, but there were just so many questions bubbling up that I couldn’t stop every time he would leave me hard. I suspected we might fuck all day if that were to be true. But I cared about his well being first and foremost right now.

“Can we get back to finding you a shirt then mr. sexy ?” I said

He turned around and looked at me with a newfound look of amazement. “I like that nickname”. He just smiled. The same goofy smile he always had, but now with an incredibly sexy confidence to it.

I blushed and turned around to go through some of my bigger shirts. I eventually found a large sized shirt that fit him just right. Tight around the shoulders and chest that made it look very solid, arms stretching the holes I’m the shirt a bit and the hem hanging freely from his much slimmer waist. He would definitely turn some heads out there. John finished getting changed and we went to the grocery store where obviously a decent amount of people were checking him out (one just straight up drooling over him). If I had, somehow, had a confidence boost the previous day with two people then John was pretty much a walking sex stick now. When we returned home at around lunch time we finally sat down again in the living room and I decided to ask him about something he had mentioned last night.

“So… last night you said… you’d like me to understand something. That you’d show me something? I hope that explains how you’re not freaking out about your inhuman overnight growth?”

“Oh erm.. yeah. I don’t know how to put this so I’m going to try and go slowly, ok? There’s a lot I don’t know yet so I needed to buy more time to figure things out. I didn’t really plan on swallowing him but there were all this dreams, all this visions…”

I quickly interrupted John “Him?! This thing is a… him?”

“It’s… uhm. Complicated. It’s not a ‘him’ per see, but it’s like I have another ‘me’ inside myself now. Every time I close my eyes and concentrate a bit I can see a reflection of myself, except this other me looks… a bit weird ?”

“What do you mean?”

“He looks… exactly like you described you saw me on Saturday night…” he admitted almost like he was either ashamed or afraid of what I would think.

“You… WHAT?”

“Minus the blood, I swear. But the faint orange glow, the white eyes, the stiff movement… everything else is there.”

Oh my fucking god, I knew it! I knew I shouldn’t have let this happen and that I wasn’t going crazy. I DID see something that day. Almost as if he was reading my mind he started elaborating again

“You are not crazy. But what you saw that day, I… I don’t know how to explain. It shouldn’t be possible for him to take that size, my size, when he was still so small and locked inside the rock. I still don’t know what he wants, but he chose us. He called out to us in that lake and when I touched it for the first time I saw you, us maybe? I saw this barren land, everything around it destroyed, and you were the only one left standing. Standing against something.”

“I…” I couldn’t form a sentence properly.

“Look, all I know ist that this thing is not dangerous. Every time I try to interact with it I feel warm. I feel attracted to it. And I feel it needs me. It needs to feed, to grow, to mature so it can protect us”.

“Protect us? Are you insane!? You don’t know that!” I stood up and snapped back at him trying to put some distance between us. That was a lot for me to process. But it did have some truth behind it. Or at least it seemed like it. The nightmares I was having, that meteor crashing and destroying everything in its way, erasing all behind its wake, the million voices behind it suffering. Is that what was coming? was he actually serious?

He approached me and embraced me slowly in his arms from behind. I was trying very hard to not just accept his warm irresistible embrace, but it was so goddamn hard. He stayed like that in silence for a couple minutes while I still processed everything.

“I need to show you something, maybe that’ll calm you and I can prove I will this to protect us from whatever I going to happen.”

I didn't say anything. I still couldn't trust him, or this thing. Or this fucking stupid idea. I then heard him grunting a bit behind me and he let go. I turned around and saw him concentrating with his eyes closed. It's like he was exerting himself trying to make something happen, but nothing was really happening. Veins started to pop in his forehead and forearms. Then slowly I could see the orange glow starting to form around him. His veins were creeping up the rest os his body and slowly expanding now once again looking multicolored. He started sweating and his muscles started to look pumped again but all he did was just continue to concentrate. He finally let out an audible grunt, exhaled heavily and opened his eyes. "Ok, I don't have more fuel. This should be enough" he said.

What the fuck did he mean?

He approached me once again and flexed his chest. "C'mon, feel it".

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah, go ahead" he reassured me

I cupped his pecs and he bounced them in my hands. They felt hard, heavy, two globes of solid muscle. "You're muscular now, I get it. What are you, a dragonball character or something?" I mockingly said

"Well, no. But I think in a little while they'll look like a joke next to me" he winked at me.

and I hated that newfound confidence. I hated the idea that he might be right about all that.

"Feels hard right? Why don't you try piercing it?" he confidently said.

"Pierce it? You mean like your nipples or something?" I asked confused.

"No! I meant like this" he quickly grabbed a pen by my desk and stabbed his chest really hard. The pen immediately snapped in half and fell to the ground leaving a hole in the shirt where he had stabbed it.

"No! My shirt you asshole!" I said angrily putting my finger in the shirt to measure the dimension of the new hole he had just poked in it. To my surprise his skin below it was black. Shiny black, like whenever that goo had finished "feasting" on something. I immediately removed the shirt from him exposing his beautiful and muscular torso again. And just that spot in his chest looked that shiny tone of black. I touched it and felt it’s silky smooth texture, it felt like a warm stretchy and gooey fabric. It started turning back to his regular skin color and loosing it's gooey and shiny aspect. I was speechless.

"See? Somehow I just knew I could do it. But I kinda need "fuel" to do it, food. Or I won’t be able to do this. I guess that's why I felt so hungry. Because this goo, this thing inside me, needs to feed. And when it does I can do these amazing things! It’s one of many" John said.

If that were true then I could agree it was amazing. But I was still skeptical of everything else since we knew virtually nothing more about it. Still I wondered what many other things he was capable of doing.

"I do have one more wild guess. A small theory of mine. I had barely had anything to eat yesterday before my small "growth" was triggered. There was just one thing I technically swallowed before that…" he said now blushing.

"You don't think…" I raised an eyebrow but we didn't really need any more words. I looked down at his crotch and his bulge was starting to come alive. His cock snaking its way down his left leg, which by our last guess would end up at around 7in long.

"There's only one way to find out" he said with that devilish grin again.

He lunged at me and his tongue quickly invaded my mouth.

[citizenies]

Hot update ~ cant wait for more   

[Maxum]

Thanks! Very creative. Love where this is going. 

[Ganoguy]

Chapter 9

It all felt so surreal. A couple days ago we had discovered this rock at the bottom of a lake in a random and innocent weekend hiking trip. John, who had been a very good and close friend of mine for a couple years now, was intoxicated by the rock. I, on the other hand, grew more and more fearful of it and the more we saw different to it the more it grew us closer. And I mean it. Well, I literally mean it. His tongue was exploring every part of my mouth as both his hands grabbed my ass and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his torso and he squeezed each one of my glutes hard. God was he strong now. I moved my hands feeling each one of his arms and although his biceps were flexed from picking me up from the floor he didn’t seem to be struggling with my weight at all. They felt powerful, solid, like two grapefruits sitting under his skin.

We quickly disposed of our clothes being left in just underwear. He threw me back in my bed like I weighted nothing and quickly climbed up on top of me, every inch of him rubbing against every inch of me. I could feel he was also rock hard, his dick straining the fabric on his white undies pulsing with each heartbeat and anxiously waiting to be let out. He had both of his legs on top of me, sitting on my crotch with his ass firmly planted on my own steel hard bulge. From this angle he looked even bigger than he actually was. He looked down at me with that devilish grin and flexed his pecs simultaneously. Each bounce made my own cock pulse in response and he felt it with his butt.

“Liking the show?” He asked very maliciously

“You have no idea how much”

He then proceeded to rock his body back and forth while he used both hands to press hard on my almost inexistent pecs. I felt really small in comparison to him, but after that morning where my body felt different in the shower I somehow also felt more confident, more fit, more like I was up to his incredibly hot specimen on top of me.

I felt my dick oozing a lot of precum. Once again I could tell he noticed because he started moving slower so that the precum could soak both the front of my undies and the back of his. Slowly but surely my dick started nesting between his cheeks in a tight grip like they belonged there.

“I don’t know how to do this…he said blushing. “I really want to try it, but can we go gently?” he continued.

I nodded with my head and smile slightly. It was so heartwarming that despite the smoking hot fine man sitting on me he still didn’t know how to do that. Something about his lack of experience made it all even hotter. He lifted himself from me just so I could reach my underwear and pull it down. Then I proceeded to remove his own soaked trunks as well. What I did not expect was how hard it proved to be. His dick was so hard that it made the task difficult. We laughed a bit in unisound at my first failed attempt when it slipped my hands from all the slipper pre cum. But when I finally grabbed hold of the elastic band and pulled it down over his cock it revealed and swollen thick beast. There was a strong slap against his cobblestone abs as it bobbed up and down and we laughed again.

“Oh wow. Careful with that weapon there” I jokingly teased him. That helped break the ice a bit and calm his nerves.

He then removed his undies and gently positioned himself on top of me again. He let my cock nest itself between his cheeks once more and gently moved back and forth leaving his entire crack lubricated with so much precum. Meanwhile in the front I was using both hands to firmly grip his waist to help control his hip movement and his cock was oozing some more precum on my stomach. It looked so heavy, thick and it’s 7inch glory in full display with a big pink head aimed at me like it was gonna impale my mouth at any second. We kept doing it for a couple minutes more until I had the tip of my cock positioned against his tight hole. You could definitely tell he had never done it before as there was this twitch when my cock touched his whole and I felt him shivering in pleasure. I move it around in a circular motion with the help of one hand and he had his head thrown back in pleasure the whole time. He looked down at me with newfound confidence and slightly smiled. In silent agreement I knew what he wanted, and I flexed my hips just so slightly so that my cock would be forced up a bit and start slowly entering him.

“Oh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck” was all he could moan.

I let it sit there for a couple seconds so he could get used to it, let his ass slowly accommodate the tight feeling of having my cock penetrating him, but before I had the chance to ask him how he was feeling I heard him softly say “keep going”. That’s all I needed to hear. I flexed my hips again and pushed my cock a little further inside him, this time almost reaching halfway through the length of my cockhead. He let out an incredibly loud moan.

“Are you alright?” I finally asked.

He turned his attention back to me and said “Yes and I want more. Keep going!” He commanded.

I was at his service now. And I knew he was ready. For a first time his ass was handling me incredibly well somehow. I know I said it before that I was just average sized but it was still impressive that he was getting it this far on just his first try. It enveloped my cock like it was built solely for that and it felt incredibly tight but at the same time there was this warm and slippery embrace. I felt his insides had a similar texture to when I touched his chest. Or at least the black spot in it. I finally decided playtime was over. If he wanted it rough he was gonna get it. I pushed once more just so gently so that he moaned again.

“You’re mine now” he said in a completely dominant tone, which was unusual for him, but made me pay no mind in the heat of the moment. I slowly pulled it back a bit and prepared to thrust him, to make one long movement all the way in. He grabbed tight onto my shoulders and I felt him press it hard as if he was commanding me to go, giving me green light. I slammed his ass hard. My cock slid all its way inside him and I felt his ass embrace it so tightly. My mind was once again overwhelmed with so many feelings. I immediately went into overdrive and pressed hard onto his hips. I was able to push my cock back about an inch before he realized and locked his ass around it. He then sat down hard in it not letting me go anywhere. That was enough to send me through the roof. I moaned and let out at least another 4 rounds of thick and dense cum inside him. His head was once again back in ecstasy.

After about a minute recovering from the intense orgasm he finally regained consciousness. I was still panting and sweaty but I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I was paying very close attention to see if that was gonna have an effect on him. I didn’t have to wait long.

His veins once again started thickening and creating a web that started on his thick cock and crotch but spammed all over his body from there. “I… I can feel it. Oh fuck it’s so good. It’s like… I’m cumming… but… I… haven’t even… come yet” every bit of his sentence was interrupted by his muscles looking tighter and tighter, more dense, more striated, his whole body pulsing with his heartbeat. Then slowly I could see it again. His abs were first, each individual cobblestone gaining a bit of definition and size. Then his shoulders ballooned a bit, following his biceps and triceps, then down his forearms. John was looking at his body and feeling himself up all the meanwhile. Then I felt his legs. His quads started growing larger and I directly felt the weight adding up on top of me. Becoming more defined and gaining some size and definition.

John was once just a tall athletic guy, but now he definitely looked like he made the gym his second home. He didn’t have a gigantic size but he was incredibly lean and shredded. I don’t think I had ever seen someone this lean before. When he finally got up I realized his dick was also slightly longer, or so it looked like. I was amazed at his transformation right before my eyes. There was just one detail missing: figuring out why he had been unable to cum. His balls were definitely swollen, even to the point they pushed his hard on even further out of him, but when I started paying close attention to it I could see them churning like something was alive inside it. Was the goo nested there?

John was lost in himself now standing up in the middle of the bedroom feeling himself up with his eyes closed and slightly moaning. I was attracted to him almost like a magnet and he just seemed lost in his own thoughts. I got up from the bed and went over to him. When I was about to touch his dick and get down on my knees to suck him off he suddenly opened his eyes and there were those white eyes again. Oh no no no, fuck. Not now.  He stopped moving and I froze in place. I was scared to death that any small movement I made would trigger him to do god knows what to me. I tried putting one foot back incredibly slowly but he moved lightning fast, so fast that my brain couldn’t even register his movement. In a split second he was now almost glued to me holding my chin with one of his hands. I was petrified.

“I… this vessel… coming…” was all I could make out from his mumbling while trying to speak. He let out a stream of words, or what I thought were words, while still holding my chin up. I closed my eyes now thinking that was gonna be the end of me and then it clicked: that weird sound, the words. They were exactly like the words I had heard in my dreams. The sound of a thousand voices in disarray and crying for help. But they were now coming out of John mixed with his own voice trying to tell me something. His hand was now no longer in my chin and it was slowly moving towards my neck, tightening its grip around it.

“John, what are you doing?” I tried sounding calm.

His grip was definitely now choking me a little bit. He effortlessly tightened his grip once more and lifted me off the ground with one hand. I knew he looked stronger but fuck one hand?! I weighted at least 150lbs so I wasn’t exactly light for one to be able to do it like that. I was starting to panic, but somehow my body wasn’t responding like I wanted it to. John now fully had that orange glow around him and each vein in his body was as thick as a pencil. The colors had returned to it but now there was one more difference: his skin was starting to ooze the goo. It was slowly encapsulating him and it was clearly visible in the areas where he was “thinner” such as wrist and ankles. The goo was starting to cover his own body and whenever it finished connecting and encapsulating one part it looked shiny and black with rainbow-ish reflections in the light. Like a patch of oil in the ocean when you see it from different angles. And it looked incredibly smooth, almost silk-like, but it also slowed down at the speed in which it was covering him.

“Incomplete… more food…” it continued mumbling with the cackling echoes and cracks in his voice. Then for a faint second he loosened his grip and let me go. I could faintly hear John’s, and his only, voice: “… give… it… back… to…. ME!” and with the final word he actually yelled.

He was still there. He wasn’t lost. Not entirely. There had to be something I could do. He was wrestling with that thing inside him. But I wasn’t sure on how to help him. Luckily I didn’t need to do anything else as he regained full consciousness. His eyes went back to normal for a split second giving him enough time to talk to me “Hit me. With a knife, a baseball bat, anything that would kill me or seriously hurt me” he said.

“What? Are you insane? No!”

“HURRY! I need to distract it!” He yelled in response

Fuck, I didn’t have time. His calves and forearms were now covered in the goo which looked more like a silky spandex suit than actually goo expanding and overtaking his body. And godammit he looked so incredibly good it. The tight confines only enhanced every curve in his body and made it all hotter than he already was. His dick was still standing at full mast and oozing precum through all of that, I couldn’t imagine how wild his thought must have been at the moment if he could still have all of that going on and still be rock hard. But that was no time to be drooling over my friend? Friend with benefits? Very close and becoming intimate friend? Fuck it, I could label what we were after we had this resolved. I needed him alive in the first place after all.

I quickly ran to the kitchen and grabbed a knife from the cabinet and prayed to all heavens that I wasn’t gonna wake up the next morning for attempted murder. When I returned to the bedroom the goo had made its way up to his knees and starting to work its way on his quads at a much slower pace now. His hands were also covered and the goo was working around his upper arms but it seemed to be struggling just like with the legs. Maybe it hadn’t grown enough inside him to be able to overtake him fully? We did see it growing in size only after consuming mass or other living beings, but not to the extent where it would be fully able to cover a 6ft tall human. And even more weirdly it did not seem to be trying to cover his dick, somehow. It’s like that was left out on purpose. As it was saving it for last.

I approached him unsure how to proceed now and he was more grunting than giving me full sentences. His veins were almost popping and I swear the vein on his forehead was so thick from so much exertion that I thought he was gonna have a stroke at any second. He was now arching his back and slowly falling to the floor, groaning, like it was a lost thug of war and he was just delaying the inevitable.

He had said distraction, right? What else could I do with the knife in my hand other than stab him? Well there had to be an easier way but time was of the essence and very few choices were available and relatively “safe”.

I was out of options. I gave one final look at his majestic form, his impeccable muscles like they were drawn on him but a cartoon artist, his curves and the way his ass stuck out from him. Time to do it. I gathered all my strength, closed my eyes and in one swift motion I went straight for his abs which were still uncovered by all the goo.

[Jockstudboy]

Hey! When will the next part be out? 
 

inquiring minds want to know! 
 

 

[Fantime]

Hey, I am a big fan of this story, will their be a update? its been over a year and I dont think there will but it cant hurt to check