Fahen’s eyes slowly fluttered open, the bright fluorescent light making him squint. Slowly
his eyes adjusted to the light, revealing a sterile white, padded room all around him and the bed
he was laying on . No door in sight, only a one way window peering in from one side of the
walls. He couldn’t remember how he got here, or what they were doing… But this felt
dangerous, why didn’t they restrain him? Why were they so confident he wouldn’t fight back? He
slowly got to his feet, his legs still partially numb from the tranquilizer they had put in him, before
slowly walking around the room. Panic slowly started to set in, there was seriously no exits at
all. They clearly didn’t plan on letting him leave the room. Maybe, just maybe, he could call out
to the observers on the other side of the glass?
Hello? Is there someone there? He called out, cupping his hands around his mouth,
what’s happening? Why did you put me here, and why? Please, let me know anything! His
pleading was met by silence. Deafening, all consuming silence. He pushed himself up against
one of the walls, slowly slumping down until he hit the floor. He had only sat still for a minute or
two, when a panel moved to reveal a tube slowly lowering from the ceiling. It came down only a
foot or two, but Fahen was still curious. After all, this was the only stimulus he had received
since being put here! Surely something changing in the environment was important! He trotted
below the tube, standing a bit further away from the exit, unsure of what was going to come out,
but genuinely excited that at least something was happening! Suddening it startled rattling, then
gurgled like a draining faucet, finally a glob of pitch black goo hit the floor. It didn’t leave a stain,
but instead slowly formed itself into an orb. Fahen couldn’t help but watch, he had never seen
anything like it… Suddenly, without warning, tendrils of goo erupted from the surface, reaching
out and grabbing hold of Fahens legs and arms. He struggled to the best of his ability, but the
goops strength pinned him hard to the floor. Fahen struggled on the ground, doing his best to
pull away but the tendrils slowly wrapped around more and more of his body, finally looking
more like puppet strings. Fahen yanked and pulled, trying to free himself of his new bindings,
but the orb slowly floated above him, a voice rumbling out of the orb itself.
Submit, food. It couldn’t speak much, but it seemed like it only knew basic words, that
however, wasn’t stopping it from being dominating.
Never! Now get off of me you- you monster! Fahen shouted out his answer, but the orb
only let out a rumbling laugh. Fahen began struggling more and more, pulling and yanking at the
tendrils, but soon they grew taut. They started pulling him in different directions, his hips slowly
getting pulled, his back flexible enough as ever so slowly it pulled his hips over his head. He
was staring at his own cock. He watched as the symbiote reached out, and slowly started
stroking at his member, Fahen did his best to resist… But the tender, sliminess was starting to
overwhelm him. Finally, as his member started to stiffen, the tentacle stroking him melted into a
thick, black latex-esque mass that slowly folded around his cock, before pulling itself into a
vacuum lock that fit it perfectly. The rest of the tentacles pulled more, and more, until finally he
had his tail up in the air, and his jaws pried wide open to accept his symbiote covered member.
He watched in a mix of terror and excitement as it pushed him further and further, until his full
member was in his mouth, before sealing his mouth and his cock together, making sure that he
wouldn’t be able to release it until the symbiote let him do so. Fahen did his best to pull back,
wriggling his hips, but only succeeding in arousing himself even more. The tentacles pushed on
his back half, holding their front half still, forcing Fahen to slowly fuck his own mouth. It was
crushingly slow at first, the pleasure rippling through his member and rolling through his body,
but he needed more. The constant edging was driving him wild, so he begged the symbiote to
go faster, the muffled words only vibrating against his member… But the goop seemed to hear it
nonetheless. It started to make his hips thrust faster and faster, making them buck eagerly
towards his face. His member pushed further and further into his mouth, until he was eventually
deep throating his own latex covered cock. He gasped and panted, loving each and every
second as it plunged deeper and deeper into his gullet, rutting his own mouth… But still, he was
pushed to the very edge, but could never go over! He pushed more and more, begging the
entity to go further, though his voice was still muffled by his member. He was brutally using his
own throat, the entity having him plunge it as deep as it would go over and over again, his own
latex covered sack slapping against his face with each powerful slam deeper. Finally, the main
body of the creature, the orb, spoke up.
Give me permission… To give you release… Speak the words, i give you permission
and I can… Give you what you want. Fahen was blinded by lust, and his need to finally empty
his balls, as his member slowly withdrew from his mouth, gossamer strings of spittle still
connecting the two, he cried out as loud as his voice would allow.
I give you permission! You have permission! Now please, please just let cum! Fahen
immediately regretted his words. The creature slowly pulled him into itself, the glob of glistening
tar-like goop wrapping around his hands and feet, his cock lathered in the substance. He pants
and gasps, before finally letting loose all the pressure that had been building this whole time.
Tentacles slowly pushed more and more out of the main form, slowly sprouting from the main
mass at first starting to touch and explore Fahen’s body… Before quickly finding its new favorite
entrance. They started at first by slowly pulling his cheeks apart, the cool air making him gasp
around his own member. The tentacles wait no longer, its well lubed length pushing inch by inch
into his tight little pucker. They kept to the rhythm of his own facefucking, starting slow at first…
Before matching his speed. They pushed Fahen, teasing gently at his backdoor as the parasite
had him rutting his own mouth, slamming into it over and over again until finally he had sweet
release. His first orgasm in what felt like an eternity rocking his body… But as it left his cock, it
was caught by the parasite, and redirected. He felt the warmth of the spent spunk as it ran
through his suit, before the tentacle quickly took advantage of the new organic material~ one by
one, they started to bulge outward, before spraying his own seed onto his pucker. The cool air
was interrupted by the warmth of his own cum hitting his back door, but he barely had time to
react as the next surprise quickly came. One of the tentacles slowly prodded at his back door,
rolling in the alabaster spunk to lube itself, before slowly pushing into his pucker. The other
tentacles quickly gathered, wrapping around his neck and shoulders, getting prepared to puppet
him in some other twisted way. Before Fahen could speak up and ask what was going to
happen, his head was roughly slammed down onto his needy cock once more. The tentacles
were simply ecstatic as they greedily clambered over each other, sometimes one, sometimes
many pushing and plunging deep into his needy hole. They would stuff themselves into him,
slipping in one after another, pulling each other out so that others could stuff him full of tentacle
cock. Finally one tentacle stayed, resisting the others needy tugs and strokes. At first it was
rather pleasant, but it soon started to throb and swell, soon growing to a painful size as it stress
tested his needy hole. Finally, it drew back, giving Fahen a moment of relief as the tapered end
was the only thing left inside… Before it slammed back in as hard as it could. Fahen let out a
yelp in a mix of surprise, and from the sharp pain of it truly ruining his backdoor. He could feel
as it came hard, throbbing eagerly as it pumped its pitch black seed into his ass. Covering every
last curve and corner of his well fucked insides with a thorough coating of the parasitic goop. He
gasps and moans around his member, a soft gluk gluk gluk filling the air as his head was
brutally yanked down again and again, his nose pressed to his own cum churning, goop
covered sack again and again as it forced him to rhythmically fuck his own throat. Finally, after
what seemed like an eternity he was let go, falling back. He panted and gasped, breathing in the
air as the tentacles started up once more. One after another they squirmed, pushed, and
explored his backdoor. After his relentless self facefucking, and the tentacles using his ass, he
couldn’t hold on any longer, with a gasping moan, he let loose an absolute ball emptying load,
shots of his spunk arching from the tip of his cock covered in the latex goop condom. It was
quickly trapped by the goo covering his member, and pulled away from his tip, soon to be used
as the parasites own seed. The parasite lifted up, tentacles slowly pressing together until it was
a sheet of pitch dark ooze. Slowly, it started to take shape, the eye holes forming first, before it
started to stretch to the shape of Fahen’s face… But with no mouth hole. As it finished its initial
creation, it started the most important process. Inch by inch, bit by bit, a lengthy eighteen inch
member slowly pushed back from where the mouth would be. Fahen struggled, opening his
mouth to protest what he knew would inevitably happen, but the tentacles caught his jaws
instead, keeping them open as the mask slowly lowered itself onto his face. The enormous
member first slid easily across his tongue, but soon his throat bulged as it was packed by the
parasites monstrous member, the mask staying plastered to his face as the member thrusted
deep down his gullet. It pulled back and plunged back in over and over again, ruthlessly fucking
his throat without any mercy. Fahen could feel the waves of pleasure rolling through his body as
the creature used his mouth, drawing back to leave barely a third of the full massive cock inside,
before plunging down his throat once more, forcing him to gag and nearly choke on the
gargantuan member. Fahen’s eyes fluttered as he felt his throat be used like a fleshlight, the
parasites member throbbed in his mouth with each pump of its needy member. Finally, after
what seemed like an eternity of getting brutally facefucked, the member, and the mask, slowly
pull back, the tip hovering over Fahen’s head, before letting loose an enormous load. Thick, hot
spunk spraying across Fahen’s face, matte black seed drenching his facefur. He barely had time
to breathe even after the symbiotes intense orgasm, its throbbing member held for only a few
seconds, before slamming back down his throat hard. He could feel the quivering cock lodged in
his gullet, pumping down just as hard as it was. A ruthless throatfuck that for some reason, he
loved. Each and every second his mind grew just a bit more fuzzy as his thoughts ebbed away,
replaced by thoughts of the pleasure he felt, the ecstasy of each inch plunging down his gullet
again and again… He simply couldn’t hold back anymore. Fahen’s eyes fluttered, before near
rolling back in his head, an earth shattering orgasm rocking his body, and melting his mind. The
symbiote took advantage immediately, the tar-like ooze wrapping around his body. Gliding out
across his arms and legs, wrapping over his limbs and stretching all the way down to his fingers.
Slowly, everything starts to grow, starting with his legs. A bit of muscle tone in the calves and
thighs, flattening out his stomach and adding definition, before finally reaching to his arms to
bulk them up as well. Toned biceps suddenly defined from what used to be average, if not less
than average, arms. Fahen could feel his body being moved, see it being moved, but couldn’t
move himself, and for some reason… That was ok. Was that ok? No, no it wasn’t, he had to fight
back! Even though… The symbiotes embrace felt so warm, so deep, like being wrapped in a
gooey blanket. The symbiote grimaced, a soft voice suddenly whispering in Fahen’s ear,
why fight back, enjoy it Fahen… Enjoy it, and embrace the ooze. Feel the warmth
around you, feel the comfort, think of all you’ll enjoy if you just let me all in, let me take control,
and let yourself take a break! The voice spoke softly, but its words were like honey, slow and
sweet, it only made Fahen want to listen even more as his body walked to the mirror. He could
finally see himself, his new body toned and muscular. He felt it as the symbiote slowly moved
his arms, purposely flexing his new musculature to show off in the mirror, every toned bicep, and
ridge in his six-pack glistening with the sheen of the tar-like oozes touch. Come now… Look at
yourself in my hands, look at your new body, isn’t it splendid? Don’t you want to stay like this?
All you have to do is just let go of the wheel. Give someone else a turn steering, isn’t it time
you’ve taken a break? The symbiote purred out its words into his head, doing its best not to
betray the frustration that Fahen was still clinging to the last of his humanity, the last of his
control over his soon to be well used body. The symbiote slowly raised its new body’s arm over
its head, holding it there as Fahen stared into the mirror at the bushy armpit, practically drooling
as the intoxicating smell of its alien musk wafted to his sensitive nose. Even though it was
covered by the mask, he could smell it as if his nose was pressed right against it… And as the
symbiote pushed deeper into his head, drinking his desires down, it did just that. Using Fahen’s
body to shove his nose into the bushy, sweaty armpit of the goop covering him. A mixture of soft
fur, musky sweat, and goo covering his masked nose as he inhaled deep. Savoring every single
breath he got, every inhale of that heavenly aroma that was his new- no, the symbiotes musk…
After all, this was the symbiotes body now. N- no! He had to keep his mind clear, as- as
intoxicating as the smell was. The symbiotes hand slowly lowers, tracing down his thigh before
gripping his pitch black member and stroking, slowly at first, before starting to pick up speed as
Fahen kept inhaling the smell, getting lust-drunk on the symbiotes musk, and starting to truly fall
under its spell completely. Good boy~! Let go of it all, just let me use your body how i want, and
you’ll get to be the passenger that feels all the pleasure, every single time that i orgasm, so will
you little Fahen~ you’ll get to ride along, and be my mindless body to use however i like~
doesn’t that sound perfect~ Fahen couldn’t speak, let alone think. His mind was clouded by the
smell of the symbiotes armpit, and the immense pleasure of getting his cock slowly stroked as
he huffed the sweaty pit. What happened fahen~? You were fighting back so much, and now
you’re just giving into me~? What’s wrong, finally given up, or am i just pushing all the right
buttons~? The symbiote teases, stroking his member faster and faster as he hears the
commands in his ear lick. Fahen’s tongue slipped from his mouth instinctively, following the
orders of his new goopy master, his tongue pushing through the mask and lapping at the sweaty
musk of the bushy armpit. His muzzle slowly got closer and closer, only allowing him to further
lap at the musky, sweat drenched treat he was allowed. His nose filled with the smell of the
symbiotes musk, as ever so slowly, he finally lost that last bit of control he had. His eyes glazed
over first, before finally being covered by a black sclera, his eyes only completely black for a
moment before his irises began to glow red, giving him a new more menacing look . With the
last of Fahen’s mind being absorbed, he lets loose a soft gasp, and a thick load of black ooze
that splatters against the mirror. Slowly the alien seed starts to leak down the reflective surface
as the symbiote buries Fahen’s mind deep, making sure he would stay as nothing but a
passenger in this body for the rest of his time. The symbiote slowly pulled his muzzle from his
own armpit, letting go of his still throbbing member as it oozed the last of the spent load onto the
floor. He carefully inspects himself in the mirror, flexing his arms first, then lunging out to inspect
the muscle growth on his legs… Not bad for the skinny frame he started out with. After the
gunshow for one, he walked over to the bed and settled himself down in it. He reaches into his
pocket, pulling out Fahen’s phone with a grin, lets see who else on here looks like someone
would be a fun playmate to enslave. He mutters, before laying back, and scrolling through the
contacts in search of his next victim.