Invasion of the Cockhuggers: Worsening Infection
The second chapter of FA: Txeptirea 's epic tale of infection and survival, we now see Taren's condition worsening, and needing more professional equipment and attention than Toumak could get elsewhere, and with the favor of a friend, he gets it...but is it in time?
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The Invasion of the Cockhuggers Chapter 2: Worsening Infection For Txeptirea By Draconicon
Toumak shook his head as he pulled his friend's hands to his sides again, the gryphon grunting at the effort it took to keep Taren from jerking off now.
"You have to...hold back, man."
"I'm trying. It's just...so hard..."
"Yeah, I can see that. But try harder."
He knew that his friend wouldn't be able to do anything with that suggestion, but it was the only thing he could think to say anymore. The fact that he was in the backrooms of the hospital now, restraining his friend as much as he was, spoke to the fact of how desperate things had become.
He still didn't know what was going on, either. Just a day ago, Taren had been fine...well, not fine, but reasonably normal. Now, it was a 24/7 job of keeping his fellow gryphon from stripping down and jerking off. Ever since that infection...
He smelled the familiar musk in the air, and pulled a taser out of his pocket. He tapped it to his friend's arm, and the gryphon yelped. He heard the sound of Taren's trenchcoat falling shut again.
"Hey, that hurt!"
"You aren't listening. Hands back. Just for a bit longer, and then I promise, you'll...you'll get some fun."
"...How much longer?"
"Just...just a few minutes, I promise."
Taren nodded, but Toumak doubted that the few minutes would even be enough. He looked back at the door out of the storage room, and sighed.
Where is she?
He knew that this was irregular, and that he wasn't entirely going with the process of admitting someone to the hospital, but he was getting desperate. There was no way he could admit his friend through normal means. The minute they saw that he had a parasite on him - the same sort that the government had announced during the initial meteorite crash - they'd call some of the authorities in. Toumak had seen enough movies on that kind of intervention to want to risk it.
At the same time, he couldn't leave Taren to his own devices. There wasn't enough stuff at the medical labs his class had access to, and he doubted his own skills in removing the parasite. Particularly...now.
He glanced over at his friend, seeing the coat parting again. He lifted the taser, and Taren stopped...this time. It was getting to be a 50/50 chance whether his friend would keep going with it or stop, these days.
He caught sight of the bulbous parasite on the top of his friend's cock before the coat came down again. Skinny legs wrapped around the sides of his friend's cock, and while the creature had taken on the fleshy color of the other gryphon's shaft, the shape left no doubt as to what it really was. A thick lump of alien flesh that was - for some reason - making the gryphon hornier than a feral sniffing a female.
At this point, he was wondering if a penectomy was the only thing that might save his friend. He hoped not, but he honestly didn't know at this point.
He jumped as his cell phone buzzed, and he quickly picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hi. Toumak?"
"Jennifer. Oh thank god. Look, I need a favor."
"Hey, name it. I still owe you for that tutoring a while back."
"I need a spare room, one to put a friend in for a...about a week or so. He's really out of it, and I can't go through channels."
"Well...I can make that happen, but why?"
"Just -"
Sighing, he rubbed his head. As much as he wanted her to just trust him, the last thing he needed was her getting curious. Better to get it out of the way now, rather than risk further infection if Taren started worsening.
"He's got a...cockhugger attached to him. And I don't want people to find out."
"..."
"Jennifer?"
"Floor 6, room 5. I'll meet you there."
"Thank you. I owe you, now."
"Bet your ass you do."
She hung up, and so did he. He just hoped that this would work out, and that he could trust her. He doubted that she'd rat on him - considering that she had some issues with her testing and could be kicked out if he ratted her out, she had a fair bit to lose if she did - but it was always worrying.
The soft fapping sound behind him left him groaning, and this time, he used the taser a bit more than he really needed to, just to drive the point home.
"You liar! You fucking liar!"
Toumak was more thankful than ever that he'd managed to tie his friend up before he was conscious again. The way that he strained for his cock with both hands and mouth was more disturbing than the gryphon had thought, and he shuddered to think of how lewd Taren would have been if he had been left unbound.
He also wished he had a gag, but that obviously wasn't happening.
"I didn't lie. I said we'd get you some fun in a few minutes, didn't I? And look, the TV's going. TV is fun, isn't it?"
"That's not what I meant and you fucking knew it! You liar! I need...need to cum!"
Please, please let these rooms be more soundproofed up here, he thought as he looked over his shoulder. The room's door was locked, and Jennifer had assured him that the records would show this patient as being in quarantine by government orders, but he couldn't quite shake his nerves. If anything went wrong, they were all on the chopping block.
He turned back to his friend, risking getting a bit closer. He laid his hand on Taren's arm, and got a glare for his trouble.
"You promised...fun. Gimme...fun."
"I can't do that. You're going crazy, Taren. In the last twenty-four hours, you've had more than thirty orgasms, and your penis -"
"Cock. It's the cock."
"Penis has not gone down since the creature got on you. There's something wrong with you, and it's getting worse."
"No it's not. I'm fine. I just need to get off!"
"Really? What's 5 times 5?"
"Who cares?"
"Just...indulge me..."
Mostly because he feared the answer. Taren growled, turning his head, but Toumak swore that he could see little red spots appear on the gryphon's cheeks. It was just as bad as he thought it was.
"You don't know, do you?"
"I do!"
"Then what is it?"
"...12?"
He shook his head, and Taren turned away again, only to start groaning and arching his back in desperation. His cock throbbed and bounced, slapping against his belly before pointing up towards the ceiling and then flopping down again. Each time, it got worse, and he was slinging pre all over the room. Some of it landed on him, and he knew that he'd need to decontaminate himself just in case when he left the room.
Things were worse than he thought, though. The fact that his friend couldn't focus enough to do simple multiplication told him that the creature was doing more than just making the other gryphon horny. It was making him stupid, somehow. But why? And how?
He turned to leave, only to hear Taren's moans get inexplicably louder.
"Mmmph. Gotta...gotta cum...cum hard...empty...fill...empty...fill..."
Managing to make it to the door before his curiosity overcame him, the gryphon slowly turned his head. The sight before him left him staring in shock.
Taren was twitching his cock deliberately, making it bounce. No, no, not Taren. It was...the parasite. It must have connected to the nerves and the muscles in the crotch, because it was tensing the kegel and other muscles down there. Each tense made the gryphon's cock throb all the more, and the flow of pre sliding down it increased. Toumak stared in shock, amazed at the way that the creature was taking control.
And then...
"Oooooooh!"
His friend came, hard, seed shooting up towards the ceiling before falling down towards the ground again. It was like watching a geyser erupt, only this was far more lewd, and far more messy. And most fearsome of all...
Infection...he's completely infected...
He pushed himself back against the door, seeing all sorts of little worm-like creatures in the puddles of seed that were left all around. They were tiny, almost invisible to the naked eye, but they were still there, waiting to crawl into someone else. Toumak gagged, pulling the door open and slamming it shut.
He leaned against it, panting and shivering as he slumped down.
"Why...how..."
"Toumak?"
He looked up. A tigress - Jennifer - leaned over him, wearing the smock of one of the hospital's nurses. The gryphon took her hand, squeezing it as she pulled him up. She looked him in the eye, and then looked at the door.
"How bad?"
"Worse than we could have thought. He's..."
He wanted to tell her. He wanted to say that Taren was completely infested with aliens, that he was pouring them out of his body now. He wanted to...
But he didn't.
Taren was his friend. He had to take care of him, and even Jennifer wouldn't let that happen if he told her what was going on now. Instead, he took her hand.
"Never go in there. This is my fault, and I'm going to take care of it. Okay? Never open that door."
"But -"
"I'll take care of all the treatments. I'll find a way to make it work. You just stay out, and make sure that everyone else does the same thing. Okay?"
"...okay."
"Promise me. It's important."
"I promise. I'll leave it alone."
He hoped she would, for both their sakes.
The End