The Beast of 2012, Ch 2: Changing Times
The Beast of 2012, Chapter 2: Changing Times
©2010 Zennith Mehathvin
Increasingly dizzy, he was barely able to sit without falling over. He had a remote sense for the horrific events occurring outside the altar, but he felt utterly removed from it all. The world will be destroyed, and his failure in the role of druid had sealed that fate. Henri knew the magnitude of the moment, abstractly, but he struggled to even care in his stupor.
Idly looking towards the back end of the room where the weapons and armor once were, he supported his chin with his fists. With the weapons and armor melted, he couldn't save the world, even if he wanted to. The gelatin-like puddles, seeming to change ever so slightly, attracted his blank gaze down to the floor. Thickening in consistency, they darkened significantly. The surface of each puddle seemed to dry up, forming a tight, shiny, black 'skin' of sorts over the gel beneath.
The puddle nearest him, from one of the armor's former legpieces, attracted his attention the most. A bulge a few inches across was pushing upwards from the puddle, and building in thickness. The same skin-like membrane covered the expansion, now standing a foot straight up. After a few more moments, the odd expansion pinched off from the puddle, falling down onto its long side. It landed with a slight "splat" like the sound a liquid-filled bag would make.
A foot long and 2-3 inches across, blunt on one end and tapered on the other, the separated object was covered in the same tight, shiny, black 'skin' of its source puddle. And...it seemed to be moving slowly. Its entire length wiggled some back and forth before the blunt end (perhaps the head?) turned to face the direction of Henri, and stopped moving.
Until now singly and utterly entranced by the odd sight, Henri now noticed many more bulges were forming, and several more of the strange slug-like things had already formed and were facing him as well. He looked at all of them, feeling a slight twinge of fear, but still feeling removed from the situation. After at least a dozen of the things had formed, they started wriggling towards him. "So this is how it ends..." he said softly to himself, realizing the black goo-slugs looked not unlike the evil blackness swirling outside.
But suddenly, something made him sit straight up. Epiphany! His dream, all of it, came back to him all at once, hitting him over the head like a falling piano. He remembered the exact details of his dream, how he had experienced power and pleasure on a level incomprehensible. At once a smile, a huge, evil smile, took over his face. The goo-slugs inched closer, with the closest one now crawling up his right leg, but he trusted and welcomed them.
"Take me, blackness! Make me the most powerful being, make me a god and ruler of earth, and help me spread darkness throughout the land! I am yours; I am your instrument of evil!"
The already warm room seemed to climb even higher in temperature, becoming hot and humid. Sweat streamed from Henri's forehead, chest, and back, and his entire body shone with sweat in the dim light of the room's torches. The heat made the druid slightly nauseous, making him feel even more dizzy and aloof. He wasn't sure if the room was actually heating up, or if his perception had simply changed, but either way he knew that evil magic had heard his prayer.
Something instructed him to lay down on the floor and he did so, resting his head on his pile of clothes from earlier, the slugs now more easily climbing his body. Nuzzling at him from all directions and displaying the same black sheen from his dream, he let them have their way with his body knowing he would be consumed by evil, but he wanted the power and pleasure. One especially large slug started nuzzling between his buttcheeks, and he giggled, but was cut short when it suddenly started squirming its way inside. The slug, probably 5 inches in diameter and about 2 feet long, was shoving its way into him painfully. The slime it secreted was perfectly slippery, making the strong being's entry easy for it, but its size was still excruciating for him.
Another one inched its way onto his chest. The druid, gasping for air and eyes clenched shut, made a conscious effort not to struggle or throw off the giant slug on his chest. As it pressed its head into his mouth, though, he bit down hard, screaming through his teeth at that giant intrusion painfully stretching his anus as it pressed in. But, the slug he bit down on yielded easily, the liquid inside being pressed towards the tail of the slug, and the slug's tough, flexible rubbery skin not breaking.
Quickly, though, the slug adjusted its inner fluids forwards, shoving the man's mouth open wide, and now forcefully pushing itself inside. Secreting the same frictionless, clear (though tinted black) slime, it easily intruded down his throat, though again causing the human great pain. His body pounded with pain, and his veins felt like they were going to burst. His blood pressure, he thought, must be really, really high, because with each beat of his heart it felt like his entire body throbbed. His heart rate skyrocketed, pounding three times a second.
"MMMMFFF!" He exclaimed, muffled by the thick intrusion in his throat. Unable to take it anymore, he gave up trying to not resist. He reached down to yank that damn slug out of his mouth and...he reached down...er, he reached down... His eyes went wide with the realization that he was paralyzed and couldn't so much as lift his hand. The pain pierced through him and he wanted to scream again, but couldn't. His own body betrayed him, as he saw his penis starting to harden. "Must be the high blood pressure..." he thought to himself, though at this point he knew he didn't know anything. His shaft quickly rose to full erection, pulsing to each beat of his tachycardic heart, driveling precum profusely.
Another slug crawled onto his belly and wound its body's length several times around his reddening, throbbingly erect penis. It slithered around so that its tail was now tightened around his base, and its head was aligned with his urethra. A chill went down his spine as he realized what was about to happen. No way on earth could that fit! The parasite nuzzled its head against his glans, getting it all slippery with slime, and started nuzzling inside. Having earlier propped his head up on his clothes, but now wanting to simultaneously to look away, close his eyes, thrash around, or grab the parasite and throw it away, but unable to do anything at all now that even his eyes were paralyzed open, he was resigned to watch as the thing started pressing itself inside. Its inch-wide head plowed painfully down his urethra, and the pain only worsened as the creature went deeper, with its thicker 3-inch-wide midsection now entering his urethra too. Painful, burning heat enveloped his groin.
Finally, the first parasite shoving up his ass had gotten its 2-foot length inside, making Henri feel perceptibly heavier. His belly distended as the large mass was now completely inside him. The pain in his penis was still worsening, but at least the pain in his anus was past, with relatively harmless soreness remaining, and a feeling of being stretched impossibly wide.
The parasite invading his urethra, now most of the way in, felt like it was curving its way through his left seminal vesicle deep inside his body. Slowly, he felt his left testicle being stretched as the rubbery being started shoving its mass into his ballsac. Grunting, the human couldn't do anything but watch his left ball slowly grow as minutes went by. Watching the parasite's tail still wiggling outside of his urethra, with his shaft hugely thick due to the invading parasite inside his urethra, and his left ball growing by the second as the parasite wiggled inside: the whole sight was surreal. At last, the parasite's tail disappeared inside him as the full mass of the parasite had squeezed itself into his left ball.
The relative relief didn't last for long, as more of the parasites approached the helpless human. Sounds of squeaky latex filled the room as all the slugs approached him, crawled onto his body, and pressed their ways in. Another entered between his legs, thrusting itself inside him (though a little less painfully than the first time). A couple smaller parasites slipped themselves very uncomfortably up his nose, making him at first feel like he had to sneeze. Upon pushing themselves fully inside his nose, they made him feel like his sinuses were heavy, and completely filled.
A parasite pressed itself into his right nipple, and another, his left, both stretching them impossibly and painfully wide in the same fashion as all the rest. Several minutes later, with them inside, his chest felt deep, and heavy. Another parasite found its way to his penis, and squirmed inside, filling the right half of his ballsac after several minutes, leaving both his balls equally stretched to the size of soccer balls.
With the last of the parasitic goo-slugs now inside him, he did feel half an ounce of relief. His body ached, and was still pounding from a rapid heart rate, but the pain was starting to subside. He felt extremely heavy, though, from all the mass of the slugs that were now inside him. Still paralyzed, he couldn't move his gaze from his now hugely bulging and distended belly, though it was such an odd sight his eyes would be locked on it even if he could move.
He felt his shaft throbbing wildly, and his ass was absolutely pounding with every heart beat. The slime that the slugs left behind leaked profusely from every gaping orifice, leaving the druid covered in steadily leaking slime.
Strangely, he heard his stomach making a gurgling sound. Actually, it now sounded and felt like the entirety of his insides were shifting around, with the sound of liquid gurgling here and there inside of him.
Deep inside him, for now invisible and unbeknownst to the human, the goo-parasites started dissolving their outer skins, melting again and becoming formless black liquid inside him. They began melting and absorbing into everything they touched, invading every organ and body cavity, and entering his blood stream. Then, the liquid latex turned to absorbing into the human's nerve cells, travelling throughout his nervous system rapidly. It released his paralysis initially caused by the parasite-secreted slime, but didn't take any further actions, as if it was waiting for a cue...
Looking intensely at his belly, he saw the black liquid deep beneath his skin, slowly absorbing upwards. It flowed through the veins visible to him, though shortly his veins seemed to disappear as the black liquid latex spread throughout under his skin. Curious, he watched the clouds of black liquid moving under his skin as if they had direction.
Feeling the paralysis wear off, he propped himself up on his left elbow and partially sat up, looking at his right arm, and then looking in awe at his manhood. There it was, still throbbing and begging to be touched in spite of all of this. He was quite horny after all, why not blow a load? He laughed, becoming quite animated, though still feeling...remote from himself somehow. He couldn't exactly explain it. Wait, he was horny? Where was the Henri he knew? He still had to try to save the world! Nevertheless, he felt his hand drifting down towards his nether-region. Trying to pull it back but having no success, he gently placed his hand around his shaft.
Gasping instantly, he found the sensitivity was incredible. He began stroking it, slowly at first, moaning loudly into the hot room. Then, remembering the parasites from earlier that had sounded him, he pushed a single finger down into his shaft, making his whole body tingle. Fingering his own penis, he alternated between massaging the shaft and gripping his soccer ball-size orbs, massaging them and moaning at their sensitivity.
The lubricating slime from earlier let him grip his shaft and stroke it furiously yet effortlessly. Pleasurable heat built in his groins rapidly, and his climax approached rapidly. "Oh, fffuuuck..." he moaned. Feeling that familiar tingly heat reverberate throughout his length, his body shook with powerful orgasm as his shaft pulsed and pulsed in climax, but...nothing was coming out! In fact, the climax was intensifying! "OH, FFFUUUUCK!" he exclaimed, hot, tingly heat spreading throughout his body, pulsing and pulsing in time with his cock. He felt weaker and weaker, yet stronger and stronger. His muscles felt like they were dissolving to nothing, but he felt like he was gaining some sort of innate strength with each pulse of his orgasm!
Sensing that the time was appropriate, the remainder of the black puddles of ooze left behind by the parasitic slugs eased towards the still-orgasming human. The puddles converged into one massive puddle, covering the floor surrounding him. Dozens of small tentacles sprouted from the pool on all sides of him, grabbing onto anything and everything on his body and pressing into any openings they could find. The rest of the shiny, sticky puddle was dragged behind, crawling up his sides slowly.
Moaning, almost yelling, loudly into the room with each cumless pulse of his shaft, his entire body spasmed. Unable and uncaring to move or fight as the pool of liquid latex surrounded him and sprouted tentacles, he quickly found all his orifices invaded by fine tentacles pressing into him from all sides. The liquid latex followed the tentacles onto his body, covering him completely.
By now entranced and finding this incredibly erotic, absolutely loving being encased in this liquid latex through his still unending orgasm, he kept furiously stroking his shaft, with his penis and arm now encased in shining, dripping liquid latex. The liquid latex, contacting his skin, began bonding with it, and amplified the pleasure of his climax. The liquid began thickening. Though at first it just felt like wet gelatin, it tightened harder and harder over his skin, feeling ever more constricting.
Exerting extreme pressure over all his skin, it squeezed his face, his hands, arms, legs, and torso. It squeezed so tight, it felt like it was pulling on his face, molding it outwards. Indeed, right before his eyes, he saw a muzzle-like thing starting to press out and take shape. His hands, with the liquid latex tightening all around, were squeezed into progressively less-human shapes. Looking at his right hand, his fingers lost their form, and he seemed to lose his pinky finger altogether, molding into the adjacent ring finger. His fingers lengthened and thickened, losing their joints, as did his thumb, turning into odd-looking 8 inch long tentacle fingers. The center of his palm...receded into a hole! All this should have caused him alarm, but his mind, awash in pleasure, refused to think of anything but the present, pushing out all logical thought.
His legs were being molded into rear legs, while his arms were changing into forelegs of sorts. His toes took on the same changes as his fingers had before, turning into 8-inch tentacles, and his feet took on a digitgrade stance. Awe-struck, he stopped masturbating for a second to admire his newly-shaping limbs, bringing to mind imagery of a dragon's body shape, and gasped as he saw a tail slithering out from under him, also feeling and moaning at the tight, kneading pressure causing its formation.
The changes accelerated rapidly; his muzzle continued expanding, as did his tail and penis. His balls, too, began expanding too, becoming even larger than before, feeling like even more intense pressure was building behind them. A wave of burning, electrifying heat went through his skin, with the latex now so tight it felt almost crushing as it was pulsing and kneading over his skin. His cock was being squeezed tighter than a lemon, and yet it felt so wonderful. Looking down at it, he swore he saw the latex goo kneading his cock into an ever-larger shape, with it growing by the minute, looking less and less like a human's and more like...a dragon's!
Moaning loudly, helpless and a slave to the pleasures, the former human gripped his still-growing cock with both forepaws and stroked furiously. The whole-body orgasm was so intense he felt like he was about to black out, and he still hadn't shot a single stream of cum! His entire length was pounding, pounding, pounding, and his balls were absolutely electric with tingles, but the pressure behind his groins was still only building!
Slowly, the black rubber began to dry as it fully bonded with his skin, meeting the dissolved liquid inside his body. Through and through, the former human's body was filled with rubber. The melted latex parasites deep inside him were still somehow thrusting into him; inexplicably, they were fucking every single cell in his body!
In fact, the liquid latex inside him was fucking every single cell in his body. The goo pounded each cell, dissolving each towards nothingness, and converting every biomolecule into part of the magical, sentient substance. Tissues and organs were gradually losing their form, transforming into the living goo. Taking place throughout his body, each pulse of his orgasm was actually part of this process!
As the latex covering him continued to dry, becoming ever thicker and ever tighter, short, quiet sounds of rubber tightening filled the room. Like a hand rubbing a balloon, the sounds were distinctly rubbery as the latex set and dried. Gasping, and starting to feel cool as the latex continued to dry, he noticed a slight sound of squeaking that began to accompany each stroke of him pawing himself off.
The sounds of squeaking became louder and louder. His still-expanding cock, now reaching up to his chest and impossible to fit one hand around, squeaked against his chest as it grew larger and larger. The sound of his lengthening tail rubbing against the floor added to the mix. Indeed, his entire body was growing rapidly as the goo inside him expanded, stretching his almost-dry latex skin and making even more sounds of rubber.
He felt his back stretch in a million places all at once, and then became aware of him not laying directly on the floor anymore. Tentacles, a dozen of them or more, were sprouting from his back. Though flaccid, they cushioned him like a bed for now. Groaning in pleasure upon seeing them stretch outwards beneath him, he tried to reach with a few of them to fondle his own balls, each almost a meter across. Erf...not quite yet; the tentacles had to grow some more!
Suddenly, the orgasm still racking his body hit his head like a hammer! Moaning loudly, causing an echo in the room amongst all the squeaking, he drooled wildly with his mouth. His tongue felt...absolutely incredible! His entire muzzle, and entire head for that matter, felt like it was experiencing an even more acute climax than the rest of his body. His vision went blurry, then everything went dark, though he could still feel what was going on. It was if his eyes weren't there anymore...
The tight latex of his skin pulled on his face as it slowly rounded out his features. His nose completely disappeared, and his brows and eyes were melded into the same smooth surface. His jaw and other bones there dissolved from the inside, becoming the same living ooze as the rest of his insides. His lips were pulled forward and reoriented vertically, and his formerly dragon-muzzled face plumped outwards. Drooling more and more, now a stream of drivel leaked from his mouth-slit. He tried to moan again as his pulsing, throbbing head joined in the full-body orgasm, but only succeeded in sputtering a bit more drool out of his mouth-slit.
His tail until now had been pulsing slightly as well, but now that his head had finished transforming, the changes refocused towards his tail. Heat flushed downwards towards his tail, and instantly it felt like his tail was cumming as well, though as with everything else to this point, no cum was coming out! The tip of his tail throbbed wildly as it grew wider and wider, developing a flared tip and growing almost a foot around. Something began leaking out of its tip as well, as it continued to pulse.
Unable to see anything, he was completely unaware of the changes except for the increase in pleasure towards his tail. Now unable to even grip his own penis in both hands, he wrapped his forelegs around its length and continued to stroke, squeak, squeak, squeak. This whole-body orgasm, from his head to his tailtip, his throbbing shaft and indeed his whole throbbing body, leaking fluids from everywhere... The latex skin now dry on him, and perfectly tight, it squeaked with every touch, but the slime his skin secreted kept everything lubricated. He couldn't take it anymore! He has been climaxing, harder and harder and harder, for the better part of an hour now, but he had to...he just had to CUM!
His entire skin, now so, so incredibly sensitive to every miniscule touch...he lashed back to rub the back of his head on the floor with a squeak. Smearing it, making squeaks and leaking fluids everywhere, he began grinding with his head against the floor. His tentacles, now fully grown, were probing everywhere of their own avail, and finally found his genitals. Several attacked his cock, helping him grip it with his arms. Several found his balls, and a few more found his tailhole and penetrated him deeply. His pulsing tail brought itself towards his midsection, screaming for attention too, and the tentacles attacked it. A few wrapped around the tip of his tail, and one penetrated into the tip, fucking his own tail.
Wanting to scream from the pleasure, thrashing wildly, the pressure in his groins, and the pressure in his entire body, doubled. It felt like he was going to burst! It kept rising, and rising. The pressure tripled! Still, nothing came out. Smearing the juices of his drooling mouth-slit all over the floor, he ground against it desperately. Quadrupled! Everything, from his actual cock, to his tail, to even his tentacles, was begging to cum! The pleasure quintupled! The room suddenly became a hot sauna, and the wall torches turned from red to burning a dark blue.
Sextupled! The floor beneath him started to rumble, rapidly starting to shake violently. Individual stones on the floor levitated, and the torches burned ever brighter. Septupled! His mass felt heavier and heavier as his body expanded, almost taking up the entire room. His skin's latex acquired a bright sheen, reflecting the light from the torches brightly. A slight blue glow emanated from his body, brightening rapidly. His movements quickened, feeling like he was close to actually cumming!! Pleasure octupled! Holding his breath, he felt the flood about to start... Squirming, he thrashed his tail side to side, cracking the room's walls severely. More stones on the floor levitated, while dust and small rocks from the ceiling fell.
The dust, stones, and rocks swirled through the air as the beast's power grew to infinite levels. Though unable to physically speak, the beast psychically growled and roared. Space condensed, and time literally stopped. Drawing in power from the surrounding earth, at last...it came! The pulsing of its entire body amplified, making the actual room shake with each pulse. Black, liquid latex cum shot out of its cock, coating the beast's head, while more shot out of its head, and still more shot out of its tail at the same time. The tentacles in its tailhole pulsed in time as well, shooting load after load into the beast's own ass. Roaring, the pent-up beast shot streams of its black ooze cum from all over, coating the room's floor, walls, and ceiling with its seed, and covering itself with its own seed.
Hugging and squeezing its cock, it moaned as it creamed its own chest, squirting cum all over itself, and purred as it filled its own tailhole with cum. It stuffed its own cumming tail into its tailhole, fucking the hole through the orgasm, with its hole milking the tail tightly. The beast felt every single thing, moaning and screaming psychically, and all of a sudden, it opened its eyes, psychically seeing from its head-cock.
The insides of its body felt like they were now simply liquid; completely, utterly liquid, and more powerful and flexible than they had ever been before! Its entire body was covered in the tight, squeaky latex, secreting slight amounts of the extremely slippery slime-lubricant all over its body, making its entire body shine brightly. Even as the orgasm subsided, his body continued to pulse, the liquid on his insides still lightly thrusting into him. The melted parasites now forming his body had become his pulse, giving him unending pleasure and insatiable lust!
The sheen on his cock was outright sexy, the beast thought. HE was sexy. His entire body now had the appearance of slick, slippery, squeaky rubber, so infinitely stretchy and tight! He was powerful! He was godly! HE was a GOD!