Pathogen
#3 of Wasteland
Pathogen Written by Leo_Todrius and Porsche454
A thick, dusty warm wind danced across the prairies, carried on the forefront of an eternal storm that circled the globe and circled again, unrelenting. Brown clouds parted to let orange light pierce through yellow clouds in columns of ethereal oddness that seemed to give the desolate wasteland a bit of life. It was a land devoid of most plants and animals, the vegetation stripped down until nothing was left but dust and rock and radiation. It was a terrible place, but far less terrible than it had been. Decades had trickled by and the human race managed to survive... Some lived in caves, some in shelters, some in cobbled together encampments of civilization. Stride by stride they rebuilt what they had once lost... including the thrill of teenage rebellion. The stillness of the prairie was disrupted by the mighty growl of a dune buggy as the craft zipped along.
The sensation of rushing along the open road was one that had been lost for generations, but the howls of victory and glee shot out of the teenager holding onto the back of the buggy as if it was encoded into his genes. Dust buffeted across his orange lensed goggles and ripped through his lime green mohawk as they bounced and shimmied. His body was covered with improvised clothing. Strips of leather and cloth and radiation proof panels had been sewn together into a mad vest and pants but his arms were covered with scars and abrasions, but nothing like that would stop him. Even when the buggy had once crashed and tumbled and he had broken his arm, still he wanted more.
"Faster! Faster!" Rex exclaimed with a mad sort of glee, his sharp teeth exposed in a wide grin as they hurtled along. Zeke, being a few months older, saw that Rex was rather immature. His concentration was mainly upon what laid ahead. Having had to build his buggy from scratch twice gave him the responsibility of not wanting to crash......again. He turned back and shouted at Rex.
"I know you just turned eighteen, but I don't want to die, okay?!" He exclaimed through the howling wind that rushed through their hair. Then, he returned to navigating through the rough terrain. Zeke's head was adorned with a thick helmet, modified to withstand large impacts while Rex felt suited to wear nothing, the shaved sides of his head and his tall mohawk slicing through the wind. Rex slowly leaned down, reaching to tap on Zeke's helmet.
"If you keep being a spoilsport, you aren't going to get lucky tonight." Rex said with a saucy whisper, the words still managing to make it to Zeke's ears despite the noise around them. While Rex often seemed immature, he was quite the dominant personality and loved keeping Zeke in his place. He loved when the boy would finally give into his demands.
"B-but.....I don't want to crash." Zeke whined, his hands shooting to the collar that he had around his neck. It was a gift Rex gave him, for his 18th birthday. He bit his lip as he weighed the circumstances, his fingers rubbing against the soft leather. And, with a bit of defeat, he gave in to his lustful needs, responding to Rex's demands. "Fine.....but only for a little bit......If we crash, you're helping this time." Zeke agreed with terms. Rex grinned wildly as they zoomed toward the forbidden zone, the old rusted chain link fences looking like they were made of dust itself. Rex reached into the buggy, running his hand adoringly along the tight collar, moving to rub the back of Zeke's neck.
"Of course I'll help you, I'll kiss all your boo boos better..." Rex said, crouching down and leaning in to give Zeke a playful nip on the nape of the neck. The touch of Rex's rough hands sent shivers down Zeke's spine, causing him to nearly moan.
"Not.....while I'm driving...." Zeke argued, trying to shake Rex off of him. Rex was having none of that. He kept nibbling and sucking, trying to drive Zeke wild. Which caused Zeke to shut his eyes, but for such a short period, it caused him to miss how close they were to the fences. The buggy punched through the weathered chain link before them with a loud ringing clatter. A large puff of dark air trailed them as the fence seemed to dissipate like the dust it was made of, the last vestiges dragging along the buggy's railings before falling away.
"Shit!" Zeke exclaimed as he eventually punched Rex off of him and brought the buggy to a sudden halt, a trail of dust blowing high into the air behind them. The engine idled as Zeke tried to look around. The haze was far denser past the fence, obscuring their visibility. "I told you not to play with me while I drove.....now look where we are!" he argued. Rex's playful grin turned into a flat expression of despondency.
"Zeke, didn't you want to be a bad boy? Didn't you want to be the kind of guy that is worthy of my hard cock sliding in and out of your ass?" Rex murmured, "We're rebels, racing along... What's the use of playing it safe? We're in the forbidden lands, no one has been here in sixty years. Who knows what we'll find... Treasure, fame, glory... Don't you want to be famous for something more than being a grease monkey?" Rex asked softly.
"Or, we could end up like my parents....." Zeke said coldly, the whir of the wind and the drone of the engine being the only thing to run through the silence of their current dispute. Zeke took off his goggles and had his brilliant blue eyes take a better look at the surroundings before them, but still, he couldn't distinguish anything from the dense, green tinged air. "So, any bright ideas smart ass?" Zeke said as he got out of the buggy to inspect if there were any damage.
"Do you want to explore or head back?" Rex asked, sparing Zeke any joke. As much as Rex was a daredevil, Zeke's comment had cut him and he was starting to think about more than immediate gratification. He reached up to wipe his goggles as more dust caked on, the haze thicker than ever. Turning around would be difficult, making sure to get the right bearing.
"I.....don't know where to go to head back.....I'm sure we veered when we crashed through that fence, and I can't see a reference point." Zeke mentioned. His hopes of getting back home slowly dwindling. "I really wish you hadn't touched me..." He grieved, taking his helmet off and tossing it into the sand, revealing his lush blond hair.
"Is that how you really feel?" Rex asked, his brows furrowing. He took a deep breath, "You should pull out the radiation tent... Wait out this storm, then you'll be able to see which way to go." Rex said gruffly. Zeke picked up his helmet and dusted it off before replacing it upon his head.
"Fine....but I'm still mad at you." Zeke said sternly as he opened the cargo storage of the buggy. Rex started walking off, knowing the tent only had enough room for one. His blood was coursing through his veins in anger. Their trip should have been romantic, hot, alluring. They were out together breaking rules, but Zeke always played it so safe. At the very edge of Zeke's hearing he heard the slightest crumble of rocks, pebbles and stones sliding down an incline... and no sign of Rex. He stopped building the tent and looked around.
"Rex?!" He exclaimed, the dense yellow haze yielding for no one. "Rex?!" He shouted louder as he felt his heart begin to pound harder and his feet began to run through the sand. "Rex?!" He called again, searching and searching. With no warning, the ground suddenly dropped out from beneath Zeke. He felt his body free falling, pebbles and stones falling around him as he dropped into a pocket of very warm air. He came to an abrupt stop on a pile of sand, tumbling down onto another portion of what seemed like shore. The heat was encompassing him completely, soaking into his skin, causing him to sweat a bit... but the reason why was soon visible.
Feet away from where Zeke had fallen was a massive lake of thick, viscous glowing yellow slime. The thick dust blowing through the storm caked onto the surface before sinking down, making the liquid thicker by the moment. Occasional bubbles would rise to the surface as if through molasses, strange odors leaking out from the substance. A great sense of dizziness and strange euphoria began to sink into Zeke's mind, almost as if he was becoming tipsy.
Zeke slowly began to slump himself out of the sand, his body feeling heavier, his whole outfit and equipment adding on to that feeling. But, his heart still ached. "Rex....." He said with his words soft and slurred from the alien feeling he was experiencing. "R-rex." he murmured. The heat around him was intoxicating, saturating his body in such strange ways. His bones ached as if he was growing, his skin felt dry. Discoloration started to spread along his elbows as the skin hardened, starting to crack. Rather than flaking off in what could have been severe radiation poisoning, it was hardening and changing color. The tiny segments were picking up a dull green and silver hue, reflecting the yellow glow from the lake.
His mouth started to ache as he bit down, his hands moving to it as he felt excruciating pain hit him square in the jaw. The pain began to grow, a tingling and throbbing filling his teeth and bone, nearly blinding him with pain. Zeke suddenly groaned as his lower jaw pushed out, taking his top jaw along with it. His nose was stretched, honing down toward the extension of his face. His teeth sharpened and moved, more filling in as he gained more room for them. His mouth was becoming filled with a large set of serrated knives ready to eviscerate anything. In the back of Zeke's mind, some long locked away part of his instincts was triggered, shattering his conceptions of reality. He craved meat, he needed it, he needed to hunt and chew and swallow and kill... and the desire for that power was coursing through him like a drug.
Slowly, Zeke's body started to throb and tingle as well. He felt the leather collar around his neck grow tighter as his neck itself swelled out, almost as if reinforcing the fact that he was an animal. His shoulders ached and stretched, his upper arms bulging with muscle as the hard scaley skin started to spread. It reached up his arms and looped around his elbows, spreading toward his fingers as his nails darkened to brown and then black, stretching out into points, thickening. He clicked them together as he grinned sinisterly, dollops of saliva dripping from his mouth as he felt the power coursing through his body. The scales continued down his torso, causing his muscles to ripple and bulge into stronger, more dexterous slabs of meat.
A twinge of pain shot through his spine as he felt a pressure above his ass, centering on his tailbone. He lunged forward onto all fours, flexing with newly mutated muscles as it began to extend, taking muscles along with it. Bone after bone formed, each connected by thick muscle. The heat continued to bake Zeke, drying out his back before a thick pattern of silver and yellowish green began to form, his skin hardening into scales. The pattern was beautiful, showing off his sloping muscles and his broad back. The extension pushing out of his spine continued, stretching foot after foot as it formed into a serpentine tail... but something was wrong, something was different. As his tail grew, his ass cheeks beneath it pushed apart. His pucker was growing tougher, thicker, larger... and needier. His new hunter's instincts were at war with his generally submissive nature and his ass was aching, throbbing and begging to be filled. What started as an urge was becoming almost pain. He needed to be fucked and he needed to be fucked hard. The animal instincts taking root in his brain finally snapped, syncing up, giving him the biological imperative to breed... even though it wouldn't work from that end.
His last memory as his mind changed as rapidly as his body was of Rex. Zeke jerked and rolled over onto his back, feeling his legs begin to thicken. He panted as he felt the tattered pants he wore slowly constrict his thighs before they continued to swell, becoming condensed packs of muscle. Next, came crackling as his stance contorted and became far more animalistic. He panted as he felt the heat from the change grow warmer than the pool mere feet from him. And, with a grunt, he felt his toes deform and reformat with two large flat toes in the front and a single one in the back. Zeke felt them articulate as they dug into the sand below him, but seemed to be free of any vicious claws.
The entire time Zeke's body had been changing, his face had continued to contort and twist. His nose had been reduced to mere slits on his muzzle, his skin turning into the same scale hide the rest of his body had. His blond hair had diminished but in its place were spiked reptilian frills, making him look almost like some sort of lizard punk. Even his ears had ebbed, leaving membranes on the side of his head to channel sound...and they seemed to work better than ever before. He could hear every bubble, smell every scent... he could smell meat... Fresh, musky, warm blooded meat in its prime. He could smell male somewhere near by.
Slowly, he stumbled to his feet, his stance a bit shaky before it became solid upon the soft sand. The first thing that swam to his mind was Rex..... He felt that he was near, that his meat was near.....The source for his first meal and first fuck. The search was quick with his enhanced senses, the scaled beast moving along the shore of the sunken lake. He could make out rusted barrels floating in the lake and the bones of various creatures that seemed twisted and changed... but up ahead, half submerged in the slime, was the unconscious body of Rex.
The teenager was coated in sand and glowing yellow goo, soaked through his clothes, drool escaping the corner of his mouth. It seemed his change had not yet started to take hold... but even then Zeke could smell his friend's body scent starting to change, to become more alluring. He extended a tongue and licked away at Rex's body, the sparce amount of clothing dissolving away as he gripped an arm with his articulated feet and dragged him from the pool of radiation. Then, he turned him over, seeing that his tattered shorts had dissolved as well, leaving his well-endowed cock available with ease.
The beast craned its neck down and wrapped his tongue around the length before he slowly began to get it erect again. Soft moans and coos began to come from Rex's lips as he swam back toward consciousness, feeling so hot, so steamy, so wet... moist, soaked, inside and out. He licked his lips, but the drool only ushered forth faster, starting to get thicker as he grunted. In moments his shaft was achingly hard, throbbing, starting to usher forth a slightly yellow precum that was quite hot against Zeke's tongue, tasting of the most intense and potent male he had ever sampled. That only signaled for Zeke to move to another entrance.
With his mate ready, Zeke moved forward and began to sit himself down upon Rex, letting his belly scales rub against Rex's cock before he finally felt it graze his needy asshole, releasing a hiss of pleasure from Zeke. Rex involuntarily thrust up suddenly, his cock embraced in the tight, wet confines of a perfect ass... a monster ass, a deep ass. Zeke soon found his entire lower body to posses muscles he never knew he had, ones designed merely to pleasure. Rex bit his lip softly.
"Fuck... so good... Zeke, I love you dude, I-" Rex suddenly trailed off, the mohawked punk looking at the huge scaled flesh and twisted tail of a massive silver serpent creature. As much in shock as Rex was, he couldn't stop fucking. If anything, he was fucking harder than ever before. His cock seemed to be swelling and stretching in Zeke, filling the beast faster and deeper. The beast looked down at Rex with needful eyes, the only thing to say it was Zeke was the tight leather collar around its neck as it hissed at Rex.
Soon, Rex felt his skin crawl and his cock begin to lengthen further and further within the beast as he continued to fuck involuntarily. The skin became glossy and began to darken. Rex grunted in mad bliss, trying to stretch up to kiss Zeke. He didn't know how, but he knew the big shiny snake man was his bitch and he loved every part of it. Managing to make it as far as Zeke's nipple, he leaned in to lick and slurp at the leathery nub, licking his muscled pec. Rex let out a sudden growl of delight, pleased with how manly Zeke was.
The beast's ass continued to ride upon Rex's shaft, the feel of infinite emptiness soon ebbing as Rex felt a barrier pressing upon the head of his cock. Zeke laid down against Rex's torso, pressing himself into Rex as he felt the human begin to grow rigid against him. The beast's cock rubbed against the forcefully sexed male's abdomen, spewing it's discolored precum across Rex's chest and torso. The heat from the lake was making Rex feel so strange, so out of it... but there was one thing he couldn't ignore, his desire. He bowed his head down and leaned forward, getting a face full of glowing yellow precum before he parted his lips and stuffed his face over the large reptile's cock, guzzling the tainted goo down, filling his stomach with it as it dripped from his chin.
Zeke released a satisfied roar of pleasure, his balls working overtime as they began to fill and change Rex further and further. The DNA of the beast Zeke was began to integrate into the human's body, and quickly manifested into deforming and altering Rex's body accordingly. Pleasure began to radiate from every microscopic orifice upon Rex's skin as he felt the changes initiate, soft crackles and groans emanating from his body. The first noticeable change to Zeke was the mouth around his succulent cock. Rex's lower jaw snapped before moving forward, then his upper mouth began to work further and further along the cock length, until the newly formed muzzle fully sheathed around the cock. Rex growled in delight, running his tongue over his sharpening teeth just as much as he did Zeke's tongue, feeling the entire length filling his maw and still managing to reach his throat.
Zeke craned his neck down as he felt the extra flesh begin to send further pleasure along his length, rewarding Rex with a few spurts of tainted precum. Rex guzzled them down, his own shaft sending waves of radioactive sperm into Zeke, but something else was starting to happen, something surreal. Ever so slowly, centimeter by centimeter, Zeke was starting to sink into Rex. Where his ass met his mate's crotch, the flesh was starting to mingle. Silver scales began spreading onto Rex, moving across his lap and down his legs. Even so, Rex kept thrusting and bouncing into Zeke, their bodies stretching and slamming back as if they were connected by bungee cords.
The barrier found within Zeke began to show as Rex's enormous cock began to distend the beast's stomach, and press against his own abdomen. Zeke murred as he felt the pressure intense and the rigid body below him slowly begin to meld and have him sink into Rex, their shoulders mingling before Rex's arms become a part of Zeke's. The sensation intensified as Zeke released a roar, his cock pressing below Rex's as it dwarfed his own. The stretched skin began to form a sheath as it pulled away and out from Zeke. Their merging bodies were becoming a mass of fluid flesh and twisting scale, their bodies filling with intense heat as their anatomy began to reorient. Organs moved, shifted and changed as they migrated from one spot to another.
The beast reeled back, bringing the partial left of Rex's body along with him, the combined bodies writhing within a puddle of glowing radiation as Zeke felt Rex sink in further and further. Their chests had spilled into one another, their hearts sliding up next to each other, combining into one much larger organ as the heated blood surged through them. Their cheeks brushed but soon, their heads began to grow apart from each other, unable to see their partner face to face, but rather beside each other. The menagerie of beasts felt a combined growth in their legs, the thighs expanding in scale as it became suited for supporting their body. Their bones connected, their muscles strung together... though two throbbing prostates sent out waves of pleasure in their ass, just as four testicles bobbed beneath two massive shafts before them. The mohawked head shuddered in bliss before a long tongue slipped out, hanging limply as sensation swept over them.
The two beastly heads become nearly identical, the single difference between the two was the addition of a collar upon the right head.....and the eyes. Though they were completely reptilian, one maintained the brilliant blue color, the iris seeming to glow now. While the other had eyes of a radiating need to rebel, becoming fire red, as much as the spikes upon its head had discolored. The body writhed and shifted as muscles regrouped. Four scaled and clawed arms stuck out of the beast, complimented by two pairs of pectoral muscles and matching nipples. Two legs rested out of the beast's lower halve, each as thick as the long fabled tree trunks.
One hand reached for one of the two shafts, fingers curling around it before sliding up and down. The head that had once belonged to Rex turned, a long serpentine tongue slathering over the other face, trying to pry the muzzled maw open. Using their dexterous, serpentine necks, the two heads soon turned to each other and began to lock their muzzle against each other into a bestial kiss, the other hand moving and stroking the other shaft as they pleasured each other. The tail idly began to move towards the ass before it found the opening and plunged itself into the needy orifice. A groan came from both of them as they salivated against each other, their toxic colored precum dribbling profusely from their members as they continued to stroke.
Just as before, their... its... his body began to swell and grow. Muscles bulged, skin toughened, cocks grew longer. Their nervous systems began to link until the same animal instincts in their minds were twice as strong... The desire to hunt, to fuck, to feel that pleasure, and to reproduce... but for the brand new radioactive creature, it was all the same... The beast dreamed of the hunting of humans, forcing it's sex carving body upon male, female, and everything in between, corrupting their bodies into new members of their family. A sinister grin curled around both heads as their minds dreamed of the same future. They would be an entirely new kind of pathogen spreading throughout the human race.
But first, they had to finish their current pleasure. Their minds were soon returning to the pleasure within their clawed hands, as their combined climax soon peaked. The two enormous shafts jostled to the sides as they throbbed and spewed their cum onto themselves, the ground, and every surface within a fifteen foot radius. Their articulated feet dug into the toxic saturated sand as their combined orgasm unleashed the loads of four basketball sized sacks, filling the air of musk so potent, it tainted the air surrounding them.
After a few more minutes, their orgasm faded, and the cum slowly began to dry upon their scales and soak into the sand, the semen thickening before solidifying. The beast moved, causing for some to crackle off in shards as it raised itself upon the two large feet. With a shake from both heads they unleashed an enormous roar, initiating their hunt for the new member of their kind.