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Population Control 2

Night had begun to fall on the seemingly abandoned city, as the five males that had mistakenly ventured into the very depths of the city tried to find their way out. As they walked the streetlamps that adorned the sidewalk flickered to life, which caused them all to pause before once more carefully making their way forward. The electric hum was a welcome break in the silence that they had otherwise fallen into, all of them anxious and trying to escape their fates. Suddenly they began to look up towards the sky one by one; feeling drops of water begin to hit the tops of their heads.

"Great, just perfect." Mick grumbled as they walked down yet another nearly identical street. "Lost in the middle of a virus ravaged city during the night and it's about to rain. Some trip you got us on Al."

"Not now Mick." Al replied, trying to hold in his anxiety as they carefully turned yet another corner. "We just need to find a place to hunker down for the night, and once its morning again we'll get a fresh start. There has to be one of those hotel places that we can stay at..."

"We found one!" The two heard, looking back to see the brothers pressing their fingers of a plate of glass that had various pictures on it. "This board also has a map of the entire city and directions! All we have to do is follow it and we're as good as out of here. If it wasn't a five hour walk from here I would say that we go now, but it seems like a bad choice to wonder around here during the night, especially since it might be raining soon."

Al nodded as he looked over the amazing piece of technology, pressing his hand up against the glass and watching the pictures change. He would have said that this would have been the perfect piece to bring back, unfortunately it looked rather heavy and seemed to be bolted to the ground. "Alright, let's get to some shelter for the night and hope for the rain to pass." He instructed, the rest of the group nodding and following the directions towards the building.

"Wait a second." Martin said suddenly, causing them all to stop dead in his tracks. "Where's Xavier?"

Everyone stopped dead in their tracks, the five boys exchanging worried looks at one another as they realized that they were a man down. A light drizzle began to fall on all of them as they turned their heads around to see if their missing man was within eyesight. When they saw nothing their panic rose exponentially for fear of their potentially fallen friend. Once they were positive that he was nowhere in the surrounding area they immediately came together to think of a plan.

In the end they decided to go to the hotel first and set up a sort of base that they could operate out of, then go out and search for their friend. They hoofed it as fast as they could towards the spot indicated to them by the electronic map, and sure enough they soon found themselves in front of a rather nice looking motel. Like almost everything else in the city the check-in was automated, Martin pulling out an old piece of plastic with a magnetic strip on the back to pay for it. Since he was unsure of how much was even on it they decided to go with only one room, and once the key was dispensed to them they walked up the stairs to the second floor balcony and to the door indicated by the number on the key.

"Look at that, an artificial pond." Martin said as he looked over the railing down at the pool while Alphonse unlocked the door. "I bet that was fun to swim in back in the day."

"Too bad you'll probably become a mutant now if you take a dip in there." Amasis replied, both him and Reseph shared a grin as they began to describe the horrific mutations that would happen should they try to swim in the infected waters.

When they got inside the room they found it to be much nicer than they expected, everything was neat and tidy and appeared to be in good shape. There was a large silver disk that sat in the middle of a table on one side of the wall and two beds that sat against the other. Behind that was the bathroom, the boys looking in wonder at the technological input in the major fixtures. "A piece of this tech would fetch a pretty good price I think." Alphonse mused as he waved his hand over the sink sensor, jumping back slightly when the water immediately came on.

"Let's focus on priorities here." Mick replied as he sat down on one of the surprisingly comfortable beds. "As much as I don't like to say it we're probably going to need food and water if we want to keep our strength up for the trip back. I think we should split up into two groups, one to gather supplies and the other to try and find Xavier."

"I agree." Reseph said. "How about... Martin and myself look for Xavier, and you, Alphonse, and Amasis try to find supplies? Martin was the one who saw that he wasn't with us in the first place, and if anyone can find food, it's my brother."

"Hey!" Amasis replied, grabbing one of the pillows and throwing it at his brother. This started a pillow fight between the two, both of them taking pillows of the bed and smacking each other with them until Alphonse got between them and took one shot to the stomach and one to the head. While it didn't hurt it did knock the wind out of his lungs, which caused both of them to apologize profusely as they helped him back up.

"Well, now that we're done with that," Mick said, with voice tinged with slight annoyance, "we can split up and search this place. Martin, give me that credit thing in case we have to actually pay for things. We'll meet back here in about an hour, whether we find what we're looking for or not. If the rain gets too bad then we'll have to abort for the time being and try again in the morning. Everyone got that?"

The rest of the group nodded and split off into the representative groups, Mick, Amasis, and Al all heading back through the hotel proper while Reseph and Martin went back out onto the rain-slicked streets. Luckily for them it seemed that the rain was only going to be a light drizzle, though it still caused the two to become thoroughly soaked as they attempted to retrace their steps to find their lost friend. Unfortunately every street looked the same to them, and after they had gotten back to the info board they quickly found themselves unable to go any further. They huddled under one of the canopies of what they guessed used to be a restaurant, which was soon confirmed as the lights flickered to life as the last light of the sun disappeared.

"Maybe we should try one of the shops?" Martin asked as they started to walk down the sidewalk once more. "At the very least they could probably tell us the automated transport route is."

"Do you honestly think anyone is still alive around here?" Reseph replied, shaking the water out of his short black hair before slicking it back once more. "I know we joke and kid about mutants and such, but this place is probably a ghost town. The virus killed everyone, only those lucky enough to escape before it gained critical mass infection survived."

There was an uneasy silence as they both took a look around with realization in their eyes. They realized that millions of people had died where they now stood, suffering on the streets that they walked so easily. "Wait a second..." Martin said suddenly. "Where are the bodies?"

"What?" Reseph replied.

"The bodies, this place should be littered with them." Martin said in epiphany. "I know it's been quite some time since the tragedy struck but there should be at least bones or a bad smell or something. What if... what if we weren't told everything about what happened to all the cities?"

Reseph looked at him, his mouth opening even though he couldn't seem to think of the words to refute him. Instead he continued to walk forward, picking up his pace with Martin right on his tail. They quickly went up to the first shop that had its lights on, what appeared to be some sort of book store. They heard a tone as the door opened, something shuffling behind the heavy oak counter. "Oh my, I wasn't expecting customers this early."

"My god Martin, you were right." Reseph said as they walked cautiously in the shop. "Hey, we're looking for our friend and he may be near the automated transport path, could you perhaps give us directions?"

Both boys stepped back slightly as the shopkeeper reared up of the edge of the counter, seeing a man of a very odd nature look at them. His body was covered in a layer of bright green scales and his face had on a mask of a very reptilian nature. "I know that route rather well, would you like me to give it to you now or would you like to take a look at my wares first?" The snake man said, his face curled up in a smirk. "My name is Asmar, by the way."

"Wow... that's a... very realistic costume you got there." Martin said as they slowly approached him, whispering out of the corner of his mouth to Reseph. "Is he... a mutant?"

"Not a chance, just a freak in a costume." Reseph whispered back. "I'll get the directions; see if you can find anything in his shop that we could barter for."

Martin gave his friend a slight nod and started to look through the various shelves. Meanwhile Reseph went up to the counter, the rather tall man arching down at him. Now that he was much closer up the Egyptian man began to wonder whether or not Martin was right on the whole mutant angle. The scales of the man flexed and stretched as though the strong muscle was directly underneath it. "So those directions..." Reseph said, feeling very uncomfortable as sharp claws wrapped against the solid wood.

"Ah yes, I do believe I have a map down here somewhere." Asmar said as he motioned for the human to lean down on the other side of the counter. As Reseph did so he suddenly saw a second, smaller snake pop up from the underside of the counter with its hood flared out, spitting in the startled man's face. He nearly fell backwards as his nose and mouth was covered with a clear gel, forced to breathe in some of the strange substance as the snake-man's hand darted forward and caught him. He tried to wipe the goo off of his face, but found his entire body to be nearly entirely paralyzed. The only thing that he could do was breath, gasping slightly as the shopkeeper walked out from behind the counter...

Though slithered would have been more appropriate, Reseph saw that the entire lower body from the torso down was actually a thick tube of brilliant rubber green scales that ran nearly ten feet in length from his estimation. Those muscular coils made swift work of wrapping around his body, whose eyes widened as he took great delight in pressing those scales against his body. "Been a while since a human has come here..." Asmar hissed right next to his ear, the forked tongue tickling the helpless human's lobe and causing a shudder to run down his body. "Now I have two to play with... what to do, what to do..."

Meanwhile Martin looked through the various shelves, finding nothing more than racks of stories and comics that seemed to be almost entirely centered on gay, furry porn. "Unbelievable... who reads this junk?" He said as he put the book marked 'Silvercobra Chronicles' back where he had found it. As he walked back to the counter he heard something shuffling towards him, though it wasn't footsteps. "Reseph, is that you?" He asked as he turned the corner.

"Not quite." Martin's jaw dropped as he saw the naga in his full glory, as well as his friend completely restrained in his latex-covered coils. Just as he was about to turn and run he saw yet another bizarre sight; from where he guessed the creature's cock would be was a foot long cobra that arched up and sat a stream of thick liquid dead in his face. Within seconds the cobra-cock's powerful paralytic took effect, his body going ridged as Asmar reached forward and guided him to a nearby chair.

"Perfect, just perfect." Asmar hissed in delight as he used his claws to make short work of their clothes, leaving both men completely naked as Martin was forced to watch his friend in the clutches of the evil beast. "I have the most wonderful form for you, the one that was given to me and my boyfriend..."

Reseph felt his body begin to pull like taffy as it was compressed in his coils, though it wasn't an unpleasant sensation. At the same time his skin began to darken, the latex of the naga's scales rubbing off on his skin. It was like he was getting a full body massage, the only thing that wasn't touched was his cock as she let out a moan. He could feel the paralytic that had been shot in his face begin to wear off, though there was little he could do but squirm slightly in Asmar's grasp as he felt his bones begin to compress. His entire body was changing, being shaped with every pleasurable squeeze.

"There you are..." Asmar said as he shifted his body around until he saw the human's head. The black hair that was on Reseph's head had begun to fall out in clumps, the bare skin shiny and dark as his eyes looked pleadingly at the naga. "How are you feeling?"

"Please... let me go..." Reseph pleaded with the naga, though strangely he began to feel all of his worry and anxiety leave him as he looked into the golden eyes of the snake man. His muscles began to relax as they coils continued to undulate around him, and now that he wasn't struggling anymore he could feel a pattern to it. It was like the waves of the ocean against his body, the motions extremely soothing to his changing body.

"I think you're the one who needs to let go... that human form of yours simply has to change." Asmar said as he continued to bore down on him with his reptilian eyes. Reseph's jaw went slack as he was fixated on those impressive orbs, no longer caring that his body began to stretch like taffy. The dark green latex of the snake dripped between his legs as the coated flesh stitched together and began to lengthen, forming coils of his own that went from the original dark green to a sandy grey. He could feel every inch of his new form as the naga pulled out his tail even more, a weirdly pleasurable feeling as he continued to stay locked on even as Asmar began to sway his head back and forth.

Martin could only watch in horror as his friend became almost unrecognizable, Reseph's face beginning to swell as his head swayed back and forth in time with Asmar's. He wanted to cry out, to try and help, but there was nothing he could do but sit there. Even so he wondered if it was even too late, as he watched fangs began to poke out of his mouth, a thin tongue slipping past his lips that split down the middle as it hung in the air. Oddly enough the only thing that hadn't even been touched was the former human's member, the erection throbbing in the air as the transforming human let out a little moan. He could feel his vision begin to blur as the sight was far too much to behold, his body still ridged despite his loss of consciousness.

There was still some work to go on Reseph's body, Asmar was content enough with it to continue. He had left the human's rather puny member and groin bare on purpose, wanting to have as much flesh to flesh contact as possible in order to ensure a smooth transition. Even though the young male was mesmerized by his hypnotic stare he kept a few coils around his body to ensure he didn't escape, he didn't want his pet project to slip away from him. As he dragged his prey over to the bench he used his powerful arms to grab the unconscious human, his own reptilian member hard as stone as his coils moved into a better alignment.

Reseph let out a small moan as he regained a small semblance of his mind as Asmar looked down while he handled his friend. His jaw dropped as he looked down at himself, then let out a small cry as it unhinged completely. From the tip of his half-formed muzzle to the tip of his new snake tail he was encased in what felt like a thick layer of latex. Despite the coating he could still feel everything from the smooth texture of Asmar's scales to the feeling of warm flesh as the naga pressed his friend against him. "What... have you done to me?" He finally asked, even though he had regained some his faculties his thoughts were sluggish like dragging a plow through thick mud.

"I have given you a great gift." Asmar replied, letting out a hiss of delight as he finally lined up Martin's ass with Reseph's erect cock. "One a few this night, and I thought it fitting that you become something befitting of your heritage. As you can tell I have quite the... affinity for serpents, and in one of my books about them I've read about one called the Egyptian Cobra. It looked like quite the beautiful serpent, and after looking at you I can tell I'm right."

"Please, stop." Reseph begged, watching helplessly as he felt the head of his cock press against Martin's tight ring of muscle, which caused the human to stir. "I'll be a snake, a... cobra, just don't do this do us. Our friends... my brother... they're waiting."

"You have a brother?" Asmar said with a bemused grin. "It's too bad he didn't come, I would have made you into a two-headed cobra I think." Reseph tried to protest more, but only a loud hiss escaped his lips as his cock slowly slid into his friend.

"Shhh... this is right." Asmar hissed as he once more stared into his eyes, Reseph quickly becoming docile once more as he looped his coils around the awakening Martin to keep him in place. "Don't you know that being with another male is as natural as breathing? We fuck our friends because it helps us keep down the excess population in the cities... and it's so much fun."

Reseph's eyes widened, the black of his pupils bleeding out into his iris like black tendrils as the latex on his face bled into his skull. His father had drilled into him and his brother about how they must procreate with woman and how it was the natural order to father children to continue their lineage. But now his lineage was gone, even now he could feel the latex on his body crack into a scale like pattern as his metamorphosis continued. Plus he couldn't deny how good the smooth insides of the human in front of him felt on his member, which had hilted inside him and the latex that surrounded it began to jump to the unchanged flesh. "I can't..."

Martin awoke to a strange feeling of fullness in his backside as he heard Asmar continuing to talk, his words strangely soothing as he tried to get a bearing on his surroundings. Whatever was inside him was definitely alive and throbbing, and the more he came to the more he realized that the entire region of his butt was tingly and numb. As he looked back he saw that his friend had changed drastically, his entire body was covered in slate grey scales on the bottom and deep brown on top. While his body had remained mostly humanoid like Asmar's everything from the waist down had become one thick, long snake tail. He was still smaller than the snakeman that held him captive, still locked in his coils as they stared into each other's eyes.

"I see your friend is awake." Asmar said, running a clawed hand down his naked, human flesh while still keeping eye contact with Reseph. "The process will be much better if you are both awake and willing."

"Reseph!" Martin shouted before the tip of Asmar's tail jammed itself into his mouth. He tried to move out of the thick coils onto find himself quite attached to his friend's crotch, the latex creeping up his own body as Reseph began to change once more.

"It does feel good..." Reseph mumbled as he slowly felt his will slipping away into Asmar's eyes. All the apprehension and fear he had felt had evaporated towards the naga, hearing him explain how amazing being gay felt. He could hear his friend's mumbled protests, trying to tell him not to listen to the bigger naga but it was drowned out by Asmar's sweet words and the delicious sensations in his crotch. It felt as though his cock was growing bigger inside the human's backside, penetrating him even further as his body seemed to increase in mass even more.

"That's it..." Asmar cooed, petting the cobra's head as he felt the new naga bucking slightly in pleasure. "Feel how welcome you are, how accepted into society you can be by making sure that you practice proper birth control procedures. Being gay is being a good citizen, and you want to be a good citizen, right?"

Martin screamed and managed to push the thick tail out of his mouth with his tongue, the taste of latex in his mouth as he looked back to Reseph once more. "Resist him Reseph, we could still get out of here!" He shouted, his heart sinking as a dopey grin began to appear on his friend's face. "Please... I don't want to be a cobra..."

"But... but he's right Martin." Reseph said as he looked down, the black of his eyes continuing to push out until they reached the edges, shining like latex orbs. "If we are to become part of this society then we must abide by the rules. In order to follow those rules we must mate with other males. You and I... together... with our new friend Asmar and his mate."

"His mate?" Martin asked, feeling something thinner then Asmar crawl along his body. He quickly realized that it was the snake cock that had paralyzed him in the first place, a grin on his face as he came face to face with him. "You..."

"Yes me." The snake cock replied, his tongue flicking out. "I'm looking forward to having another like me around, it's so much fun to play when there's another like oneself."

Martin looked at the strange creature in confusion, to which the smaller snake chuckled and motioned behind him. He looked back once more, surprised at how flexible his spine was as he turned his body. His entire being shuddered as he saw that the latex had crept up passed his ass and into his lower back, with no seam between him and Reseph's naga body. The coils had kept his legs pressed against his chest and allowed the latex to engulf them until they were nothing more than formless lumps.

"He will make a fine snakecock." Asmar said as he watched Martin's body begin to shrink, the mass flowing backwards into Reseph's new body and causing him to grow bigger as Reseph felt his own cock pushing further into Martin's changing form. The cobra let out a loud groan as his pecs and abs thickened, pushing out against his scaled skin as muscle flowed up his chest. It went into his arms, his biceps thickening until they were stronger than some of the hugest farmhands back at their old township. "And you will make a fine addition to the city."

"Thank you Asmar." Reseph replied, bowing his head slightly as the latex on his neck and the back of his head flared out into a proper cobra hood, a signal of his ultimate submission. "I look forward to being a boon and help out however I can."

"Reseph, no..." Martin said in a disheartened tone, both nagas growing bigger to him as he continued to decrease in size. As his body shrank the latex had less to spread over, his chest growing less defined as the patterning reached just below his armpits. His arms suddenly stiffened as the thick rubber passed over his shoulders, which caused them to slap towards his sides and become enveloped in scales of his new body. He could feel the latex seep deep into his skin, sensitizing it in a way he never thought possible as he writhed and squirmed around.

"You really must relax and enjoy yourself." The other snake cock suggested, leaning forward and nuzzling his head against Martin's and causing a visible tremor to shoot down his shrinking form. "You only get to enjoy your transformation once." Meanwhile above them Asmar and Reseph had begun to make out, their thin tongues twining around one another as their muzzles pressed hungrily against one another. As they did the strangest sensation began to fill Martin's tubular body, stretching back out slightly as the naga he was connected too grew more and more aroused.

Martin let a small gasp for the last as he felt the huge cock inside him assimilate his lungs and connect to his throat. His heart had stopped beating by then, the blood he felt coursing through his veins no longer originated from him. As he tried to speak again he felt his throat flex, a glob of grey sticky substance coming out of his mouth. "You'll get used to that." The other snake-cock said as he watched Martin cough, each time he did the latex seed that stuck to his mouth began to climb up his face.

"But... but I don't want to... get used to it..." Martin tried to say, though it was hard for him with his new fangs and tongue growing out. "I want to... go home..."

"You are home." The snake-cock replied, his smile growing wider as he saw their newest convert's will beginning to fade. "Let me and the others just show you the way..."

"You are quite right Cyrus, I think he's small enough to be shown his new purpose in life." Asmar said as he grabbed the wily snake-cock, causing Martin to gasp and Reseph to let out a loud moan.

"Oh god yes..." Reseph said as he felt the scaled hand rub against his new cock. "Yes, show him Asmar..."

Martin tried to wriggle out of Asmar's grasp, but every time his latex scales rubbed against his palm he felt a tremor of pleasure run down his body. More of the strange grey substance began to leak from his mouth as the strong hand guided him to a spot just below the other snake cock. As he got close to it he could smell something thick and musky, like rubber mixed with male musk as his nose was guided towards it. The closer he got the more it seemed that his face was stretching out to meet it, his nostrils flaring as they melded into his upper lip.

"That's it... easy does it." Asmar cooed as Martin realized what he was being guided towards. The soft scales began to part, his nose bumping up against a slit. The still human part of him was mortified, but a growing section of his consciousness began to grow... curious. Something about the strange orifice was enticing to him, his thin tongue flicking out and testing its depths. As his nose was pushed inside Asmar found himself having to guide the fledging snake-cock into his anal vent.

Reseph let out a low hiss as he felt the tip of his new cock rub against those soft, rubbery scales. "Just put it in there Asmar, stop your teasing... oh God being gay is so good."

Martin let out a small gasp as his head was completely engulfed in the latex folds of Asmar's depths, pressing around him as he felt an unbelievable wave of pleasure pulse through his body. At first he was worried that he would suffocate, but as his 'neck' quickly followed behind him he found he didn't even need to breathe anymore. With the panic of death ebbing away he was able to enjoy the sensations more, his old moralities quickly eroding away as Reseph's hips pushed him further and further down. As the warm, slick walls continued to rub against him he got a strange mental image in his mind, quickly realizing he was seeing Reseph's point of view as well as he watched his own new body disappear into Asmar's waiting slit.

"I think he's starting to enjoy himself." Martin heard Cyrus say as his own tongue flicked against his scaly rubber flesh. Martin in turn continued to moan and flick his tongue while inside Asmar, who let out a low hiss as his hands went to his own snake-cock and begin to stroke him in time with Reseph's thrusts. The two nagas wrapped their arms around each other as their bodies were locked in a rhythm of thrusting and hissing.

Time seemed to stop for Martin as he was pushed in and out of those dark, warm confines, unable to think of anything but the exquisite bliss of the full-body rub of Asmar's anal vent. Through the mental link he could see that Cyrus wasn't one to be left out and slithered into Reseph's new vent as well, causing the Egyptian cobra to arch forward and bite Asmar on the shoulder to try and get a grip on the mind-blowing lust that wracked his body. Martin quickly began to hunger for more of those feelings, grey latex flooding out of his mouth as he tried to squirm deeper and deeper into the other naga.

After what felt like an eternity Martin could feel every muscle in Reseph's body stiffen, which cascaded down to his own body as he felt a torrent flood up inside of him. His eyes rolled back into his head as a huge jet of rubbery cum fired out of his mouth, filling Asmar's body as jet after jet was pushed out of his throat and mouth. He was truly a cock now, Martin's pleasure-addled mind managed to think as the rushing wave of cum quickly turned into a trickle, then stopped entirely. He let out a muffled cry as he felt a hand on the root of his body, pulling him out which sent more spasms of pleasure though his form and several errant drops of cum to leak out as he saw light once more.

"Well?" Asmar asked the panting snake-cock, his own breath heavy as the three snakes looked at him. "What do you think now?"

It took a second before Martin got his faculties again, licking the grey slime off of his lips as they split into a grin. "You're right, I've found my home." He said, eagerly looking down at the vent that he had just been extracted from. "Can I do it again? Or your mouth maybe? I want to fill you so badly now... I'll squirm so deliciously inside you if you just let me feel that wonderful pressure against my body again!"

The four snakes shared a laugh as their hands patted each other on the back like old friends, Asmar looking at the newest citizens of their fine city as they saw a lustful look return to their eyes once more. "You know I could always use some help in the shop." He offered. "What do you say?"

"I say we'd be honored." Reseph replied, both him and Martin nodding as naga and snake-cock slithered around Asmar's body and snake-cock. "I gather this employment has good... benefits?"

"Let's discuss this in the back." Asmar said with a grin as he slithered past one of the doors, beckoning the other naga inside who eagerly followed...