Churned in Space
#5 of Cock Vore
As the title says.
Prompt:
A team of scientists has successfully teleported an apple. It reappears with a bite taken out of it.
The metal siding of the hallway seemed to glow with the gently red pulsing of the emergency power lighting system. The sound of thumping fills the hallway as a horse sprints down it. Stumbling mid-stride into the sharp corner at the end of the hall, his tight muscles moving to push off the corner down the hallway. Behind him, the whistling. A simple tune, with rapid inflections. Stopping at the door marked with his name, Dr. Sam Quiet - Epidemiologist. Inlaid into the wall, a small rounded black plastic pad. Pressing the bad of his right hand against the plastic, it glowed red briefly. The plastic pulsed, changed it glow to a green and a hissing came from the door next to the panel. Moving horizontally the door slide into the frame. Taking a step inside, Sam pressed his hand against the same black plastic on the inside of the room. The door sliding back into place. The whistling got closer and closer and stopped at the metal door frame. A light tapping against the metal made every hair on the horse stand on end. Dr. Sam Quiet did not know exactly what was beyond that door but, he did not want to confront it. His room was rather small, with only a small bed, a locker, and a desk with a built-in computer. The tapping stopped and everything was quiet. The normal hum of artificial gravity and forced air returned to their usual volume. Plopping down on the desk chair, Sam laid his head in his hands. Taking a few deep breaths. A few hours ago, they had made a tremendous leap forward in their experiment. They were here to test their teleportation matrix. A portable disk that alters spacetime enough for one person to step through it to another location. Sam and his group of scientists were sent here for the first field test in a controlled environment. The Otter and physicist suggested sending an apple through first. Only a few feet, across the room. The small disk whirled underneath the apple. The machinery inside revving up to the proper speed to break reality. A black hole forms inside the machines and expands to a four-foot circle, then the machine lowers itself inside the black ink with the apple resting on top of it. At the other end of the ship, a similar black spot forms on the ceiling and expands to four feet. The room gasps as they see the small shiny disc of metal gently float down. The radio attached to his suit bursts with quiet static. "Dr. Franklin, I have a single apple with a nice big bite taken out of it. Sam, I assume," said Dr. Franklin. The words made Sam's hand shake violently, reaching to press the respond button on his lapel he missed it at first. "Frank... it was whole when it left." The black hole brought something with it. It took Franklin first. They lost contact with him after that message. When they ran to check on him they only found a puddle of white liquid. Dr. Franklin's clothes soaking in the thick fluid. The pungent smell made him gag. It took the rest one by one after. Leaving only thick puddles of that fluid behind. Sam never caught sight of the creature. Taking his hands out of his hands, he tapped the glass top of the desk. Lighting up with the logo of the Abstrax, a capital A encased in three overlapping circles. Navigating to the security panel, Sam got access to the cameras that were built into practically everything. For once, Sam did not mind that the Abstrax was very carefully monitoring the experiment. Sam knew while he was here he gave up privacy and now it would help him survive this thing. The hallway outside his door was empty, the ceiling-mounted camera outside calming him down. Checking the entire hallway, Sam continued to see nothing but dark metal illuminated by red lights. Unable to find the creature among the several dozen security cameras, Sam counted the puddles of white liquid he found. Counting 11 in total, the enough to count for everything on the ship. Closing his eye, he remembered them all. "Come out, come out." The voice from beyond the protective metal door said. It sounded familiar. Sam's looked at the door, then back to his console. Finding his way to the overhead camera outside. A large dark figure was standing in front of the door. Bipedal, the creature's head had horns coming out from a space above the ear. Unmistakably male, a long tube hung from between his legs, flanked by a set of basketball-sized balls. Swaying with the side to side shifting of the creature. He leaned in and banged on the door. Sam screamed. "I just want to play. Come on... " he said pausing for a second. Sam recognized the sounds he was hearing. The creature's voice was the same as a lover on the ships. His eyes grew wide, he heard this six months ago from him. "Sam... I just want to play." The soft stolen voice of the creature. Sam's lips remembered how this conversation went. "I can't Donne. The captain said I'm under quarantine." Sam said, his lips quivered as he said the name. "But, Sam... I need you. I can't wait for 4 more days." The lusty voice said. To continue this conversation Sam needed to open the door. Despite the mandatory 7 day quarantine after planetside visits, he broke it to fuck his love in secret. Sam stared at the monitor, the big creature stood unmoving in the doorway. Grabbing the underside of his ball sack the creature pushed them into the door lock. The biometric lock would only open for the two people it was programmed for during lock downs. The light red hue that denotes a locked door changed to the soft green. "No.. how..." Sam stuttered as the door chimed. "Captain Dr. Evaleina Byjron entering." The robotic female AI said. The door sliding into the frame. The creature's face was equine. The horns coming out of his mask rather than the head, small lines of light refracted off the mask. It seems to shift on its own, swirling blackness mixed with fragments of color. In the center was the creature's pale ice blue eyes and a grinning smile. It opened its mouth. The sound of 11 screams came out, bringing Sam to his knees in front of the creature. It grabbed it's cock and lifted its level with the snout of the other hose. With a sharp thrust, the cock easily took the entire head of the horse inside. He didn't struggle. Dr. Quiet understood he lost this. The black flesh pulsed as it took his body into it. The pre-cum on the inside oozing out onto the floor and into the fur of the horse. Lifting the horse's torso with a single hand, the horse slid down the tube into the balls beyond. The outline of the condensed horse plane in the tight sack. The creature closed its eyes and pushed. The figure inside the balls disfigured and misshaped until it was mostly round. The flesh pulsing with a steady rhythm, and a soft gurgling sound came from them. Without touching himself the creature, flexed and his cock head erupted with a flood of cum. Slapping against his inspiration wall, covering the photos and degrees with cum.