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9/28/24 - updated with final edit version", "writing": "TEN DAYS SINCE OUTBREAK, AUGUST 4th, 1:37 AM\nHarry was usually proud of the fact that he was able to get out of relatively slippery tight bonds. It came with the territory of being a cobra after all. Right now, though, as the slightly pudgy raccoon down beneath him in the Hawaiian shirt and slacks was trying to grill him for information, he wanted to stay exactly where he was. “This really is unfortunate, I don’t like doing this.” Despite what he was saying, Harry could see his finger hovering over the button on that remote that Harry was sure would make the makeshift manacles around him open up and drop him into the bubbling, hissing emerald green fluid beneath himself, contained in a see-through vat of some kind of heavy-resistance glass. “It’ll be such a waste, too, making all of this gel into experimental material.” Right now, the king cobra was being held up by a mechanical arm that he was pretty sure Will had repurposed just to dangle him in this intimidation attempt. “You know we tested a different vat with sponges?” The raccoon came up and knocked on the glass, and Harry could see the fluid bubble and spatter a little more. “Plop one in, watch it sink to the bottom and dissolve as the fluid around it starts to bubble like someone dropped a shot in it, throw one more in, plop one more, plop one more…” Harry winced as he swore he felt moisture on his tail, tensing and pulling it back towards his body and away from that vat. “It got so animate after that. It was like lava in an active volcano. We couldn’t do anything with the goop after. We make a lot of our more fluid-resistant labcoats and some of the straps in our body armor out of this stuff.” Will must have not realized that Harry could still see him, because as he turned and looked at one of the microscopes and collections of vials on a nearby table he was starting to frown. “The right tools for the right job, like that vat of gel underneath you. It’s not an instant thing, you know. It takes a while. I’d have to sit here and just watch you dissolve.” Even now, as he looked like he was trying to melt through the desk with his eyes like if he furrowed them enough laser beams would shoot out from his pupils, Will was keeping a soft, pleasant tone. “There’s this theory some of our scientists have here about the way it dissolves those sponges. They’re all living creatures, y’know. They’ve got these really simple nervous systems…” Harry looked up and past Will, felt the words just gliding over him now. “That’s what the scientists tell me, I mean, I don’t know a fucking thing about how the science here works. We’re in the same boat there. Anyways, they noticed that those nerves were the last thing to go, which makes them think that if they put a higher lifeform in there that the bacteria… and that is bacteria, by the way, it’s a treated primordial soup of life… the organisms would try and keep the brain pattern of someone in there intact. So you would be still “alive”, kind of, in there. You know, once you got dissolved. What would that be like? Would that drive someone crazy? I think I’d go freaking bonkers if that happened to me. Just a theory, of course, it might not play out that way if someone actually did fall in there. Are you still listening to me?” Fuck him, fuck this. “Okay, I’ll keep talking. Maybe you’ll pick up on something and want to talk about it. Who were you working for in there? I don’t mean what it said on your ID card, who was really calling the shots for you?” Not a word.\n\nHonestly, this was all Harry’s fault. He had panicked when the barricades had gone down and started running, sure that that horrible creature made of bone and muscle that had broken through was still after him. Pleasant memories of caving with friends and family had taken over once he had found out that there was an underground network of tunnels running below the mansion that connected to a natural cave system after a while. Sure enough, he had found himself a little crevice underground to stick in and had stayed there with the backpack full of food and water that he had grabbed from his room when he heard those wooden boards separating their guest floor from the rest of the Palazzo breaking apart. The sound of rumbling and shaking from far off had pushed him to keep moving after what might have been a few days, and eventually he found himself at a natural cave exit… at which point he ran into several AUTOCLAVE operatives with assault rifles in hand waiting for whatever came out. There had been no other action he could take other than give himself up, being escorted out and onto a helicopter taking him away from the Palazzo. For the last two days, he had been in a bunker underneath a small, seemingly deserted town nestled in what looked like forests and plainsland. It had been cold when he had been led into that City Hall building, taken down some stairs, and then put into a prison cell with no windows, just a concrete block and one tight metal door.\n\nThen, the raccoon had shown up, introduced himself as Will, and dragged Harry along, saying they just needed to talk. All they had to do was talk, and he could maybe see about getting the cobra somewhere with an actual bed to lay on, or maybe a chair to sit in at the very least. Something about the way that he had spoken, the inflections, how he was talking like it was all rehearsed, like he barely saw the snake… Harry immediately knew what he was and hated him for it. There were no presents at the end of this for good behavior, no reprieve. There was only one last act, delaying as long as he could, wondering if something would save him… and if it did not, then at least he could not call himself a coward in those final moments. It was going to hurt, and it would no matter if he betrayed everyone he knew to try and hide away from what he knew was coming.\n\n”And I’ll tell ya the truth, we’re already working on one of your friends in another room.” Look at that fucking smile as he turned back. Nothing behind his eyes showed any empathy for him. “Would you believe he’s way more open than you?” All an act. “We’re getting names and everything out of him.” The raccoon would probably have not felt a thing if he saw Harry get obliterated by a car. “There’s a chance for you to survive this, that’s not a lie either. I’ve seen people go into these interrogation rooms and walk out with better lives. You’re part of this environmentalist group, right? HIVES?” Nothing. Not a word. “You want to help people live? We’re trying to do that too. Same goals here. All you’ve got to do is start giving us things. Inconsequential things. What was happening during the time you were in the mansion? What were you doing during the actual Circulation Summit before the outbreak happened?” That smile was starting to twitch. “What were they serving in the dining hall, for fuck’s sake!?”\n\nNot a word. No matter what he said. No matter what Will revealed, Harry already knew that he was going to keep his snout shut. “We just need to establish a timeline. It’ll help us understand what we have to fight if another one of those giant monsters shows up again, like the bone-and-flesh mutant and that gazelle with the tentacles. You’ll be keeping more blood from being shed, making sure people get to go home to their families. Is that worth dying for?!” Will tilted his head. “Do you want to fucking die in order to make sure other people get infested like your friends?! You’re still not listening to me.” He wasn’t going to do it. They needed him alive. He was the one with power here. “Just a few facts, that’s all it takes, all we need are a few facts, fuck this.” There was a loud bzzzzrt above Harry as the snake looked at the raccoon. “Yeah, bet that caught y-”\n\nThe arms clenched around him, metal pincers that made the cobra look like he was held by a big spider, suddenly opened up, and he found himself freefalling into the ooze, touching down with a loud SPPPPLSLLLSSSH. The raccoon got up against the glass, smacking his digit against it and screaming out something that he could not understand but could see had a couple “Fuck”s and “bastard”s and “piece of shit”s interspersed in it just from. Harry floated down to the center of the gel, the snake trying to swim around in it as his cheeks puffed up while he closed his maw, feeling a tingling starting to coalesce around his body as he thrashed his tail and worked his limbs and got the feeling that moving around in there was like trying to swim through cushioned walls. The liquid around him had the consistency of trying to press himself through inflated plastic bags that would just not let go of him, not in a way that was uncomfortable, more like a firm press on all sides holding him in place.\n\nThere was… there was no pain. No pain, even though he was tingling harder, even though it felt like those walls were gripping down on him, like he had been sunken into a cold bath that was squeezing around him when it was not splashing against his body. His cheeks started to feel increasingly strained as his nostrils squeezed tighter, his lungs the only thing about him burning right now as the cold seemed to seep in past his waistband, that fluid quickly soaking through his pants, his boxers, h- “Blbbbllllrph!” Harry gasped out and felt gel fill in and bloat out his cheeks regardless of the fact that he was letting it in now, the taste a bit neutral but somehow still breathable despite the fact that he could feel it eternally pushing in, gushing through his mouth… gushing up his ass, too. Both holes were getting filled out quickly, pressed into and spread, those orifices taking in fluid in a way that made him feel as if he was being spit-roasted by semi-solid slush that was pressing against his throat and anal walls, making him feel like he was instantly being hilted in. “B-Bllllrph…” There was no way for him to speak or even suckle in a breath with the amount of firm “dick” in his mouth, but that pain in his chest was already starting to recede as fresh oxygen pushed its way through his nose and mouth, as if he was being piped full of it. He could still suck, though, and as he wriggled and squirmed around he managed to swallow on accident, feeling the slush around him starting to pitch forwards and strain his mouth open a little wider. At the same time, his ass was getting filled and spread, feeling less like he was being pounded and more like that “insertion” within him was growing, like there was a bulb in there that was being inflated with more fluid, a little bit of chill being counteracted by the heat of his body growing increasingly well-used by that gel. Everything seemed like it almost had a mind of its own as he grunted, winced his eyes closed as he felt those throat and ass bulbs puff out again, making him feel like he was being thrust into despite the lack of horizontal movement. The fluid seemed to press in and engorge those rounded shapes in a line, making those shapes rise and fill in a wave up into his anal muscles and press up into his throat like a firm ballooning finger, his dick twitching furiously at the sensation. It was starting to feel like he was being rubbed across his whole body, that goop carrying enough of a tactile clench on his form as it dragged across his scales, stroked and massaged at his smooth skin like a wet fluid spa treatment. He felt moist all over now, moist and taut, those bulges swelling up and then receding like bellows inside of his maw and beyond his pucker. \n\n“Bbbbblblblrrrh…”, he grunted out, dick hard as diamonds while the front of his boxers began to feel as if it was filling out with a sizeable weight, something beginning to coalesce in there around his shaft and… s-squeeze tight on it, mmmmfh. It was like a wonderfully grippy hand coaxing him into its palm, or another tailhole that he was being pushed into that was squeezing and working at him. He pressed his hips forwards the best as he could, feeling those walls gripping around his length as he grunted out around that gooey shape within his muzzle, driving that bulge forwards just a bit. Harry could feel it when he pressed back even more, having to grind back against that bulb as it swelled, shuddering and leaking out into the fluid around him, his own thin liquid streaming out in front of him before it seemed to turn into green bubbles.\n\nHis clothes were starting to fray. The snake could see it in the way that little threads of his longsleeved shirt were starting to float out from his body, burning down at both ends as they floated away from him while he felt stuck in place. It was impossible to feel it happening when everything felt cold and wet, giving out moist groans as he was “fucked” by that bulb within his rear and mouth. They were starting to inflate quicker, pulsing out within him and making him clench his feet and hands, not noticing how the digits were starting to turn more translucent as he was left to linger within the fluid, stuck on that feeling of being the center of a foursome. He eagerly closed his maw around that practical tendril of goo that was pushing into him, closed his eyes, let himself suckle and blow it the best that he could as it felt more and more like he was being stripped out of his clothes, little bits of his outfit beginning to draw away from him as he throbbed and gushed into the coaxing gel. Harry might have been locked in place, but he was starting to be able to thrust pretty thoroughly, to absolutely force himself into that “hole” and drive himself back on that bulge in his tailhole. It was almost like… like the chill was becoming increasingly easy to get used to as he kept fucking, not even aware of the way that that green was spreading up his beige scales, beginning to appear around his hood, leaving him increasingly needy and feeling like it was almost beginning to push in between the scales. It found the crevices there and filled them, massaging over him in a way that he had never experienced before, his eyes rolling up into his head as he gave out a wet muffled hiss and momentarily went limp in the grip of that gel. It felt heavenly, made his dick twitch and swell and loosen thicker streams of precum as his belly and ass scales were further revealed, showcasing the way that his torso and rear were starting to lightly squish with the pressure of the gel around them as they increasingly lost their solidity. He was a fucktoy for the moment for this… for this goo, this collection of millions upon millions of bacteria strands forming a whole.\n\nHarry’s cock twitched again as the tip began to turn increasingly green, more and more of his \nbody beginning to take on that green hue as the metal back of the tank became visible through him. At this point, his clothing was mostly fraying shreds and particulates that were making a rapidly fading cloud around him, more and more of his body losing that deep beige coloration, beginning to appear bubbly. The bulge in his tailhole was visible inside of him now like a piece of fruit in gelatin, starting to inflate and deflate like the chest on a cross-country runner, making him gasp and pant around the one stretching his increasingly capacious maw again and again. It was feeling easier to take both even as they sped up, his balls beginning to grow and stretch out as the gel began to fill and swell them, the feeling of that engorging pressure only making him increasingly horny, starting to buck again as they bounced and dragged within that tight grippy fluid. Soon, they were like a pair of softballs hanging from under him as his need twitched and desperately pulsed into its hold. It was a lot of simple organisms, joined together in a vast carpet that was working its way through him, not destroying him, just… loosening his grip on himself. The deeper that tingle spread into himself, the more that that chill started to fade, to simply feel like something more comfortable and neutral than air conditioning on his body, the internals of his form simply becoming just more gel, leaving him increasingly as threadbare and piecemeal as the clothing that was now completely gone from him. Harry was an organic shell that was becoming changed into more strands, encoding onto himself, his own pillowy landing place for his own dissolution into the material that would support his transformation out of solidity. He nodded as he understood more by the moment, no longer feeling restrained by the material but also not wanting to leave it anymore as he was pounded, beginning to be bounced between both of those shapes as the grip on his increasingly fluid length began to tug and work on it, making it wobble within its grasp. Soon, Harry would be more gel, and that was okay with him. He was actually starting to get horny over the thought, realizing that soon he would no longer have erogenous zones… The sensation of touching and feeling over another would become erogenous, he would become a thing that awoke when it was time to feel and spread and convert before falling back asleep, too simple to stay himself for too long. It sounded so… relaxing.\n\nI-It was so heavenly, he just… he just needed to let go… His balls hung from him like fat weights at this point, an orgasm that was made of nothing more than the material he was now made of, an outline of a green snake stuck within the rest of the gelatin, more than ready to let loose. He felt so pent now, like he was being pushed at. C-Contents under pressure. Those swells within his mouth and ass were both working to stimulate him with alternating inflations now, giving him thrill without even having flesh to stimulate anymore. It was just thoughts now. He was pure thought with extraneous mass, held tight by a goo that wanted him to give up on the idea that he needed to hold onto his body for himself. His form was their form now, he was nothing but more gel, and it would be easy to slip into that whole once he finally just released, shook himself free. He was trying in the best way that he knew how, pistoning himself into that jerking grip, his whole body beginning to angle forwards and arc itself back, reacting intensely to the motions he was making as his aching and firm dick, probably the firmest part of him, twitched faster. Harry was right there, rocking his hips forwards as hard as he could, if he could just… just press himself forwards a few more times, get right over the edge, he could…\n\nFluid burbled up at the tip and gushed out, there it was, he kept slamming forwards while his whole body shook, as pleasure washed the sense of a need to be right out of him while that climax pushed out out of him, ropes of goo-cum pushing out of his dick in what felt like an endless flow. These cumshots did not lose power, they just kept on going and going, increasingly gaining velocity and speed until they were becoming like nearly straight lines of fluid that rapidly broke apart into separate little lines that rolled upwards. At the same time, as he climaxed, his pupiless eyes rolling into his head again, the snake’s outline was starting to become increasingly thinned, increasingly less present within the goo around him that he was a part of. It was not like he was jizzing any extra mass out of himself, it was simply that he was feeling the need to hold onto one body less and less as his shape became more immaterial, the sides of his form growing more translucent as he let out a pleased sigh. It kept going until he was nearly a film that had shaped within the material, a phantom that was only visible thanks to the way the light refracted off of his shape. Suddenly, the fluid around him was so warm, warm to the point where it felt as if he was now in a pleasantly hot bath, and he let himself cascade out into it as he let out one last powerful gush, his shape disappearing in twirls of fluid going out into all directions.\n\nThe gel around where he had been burbled as his extra mass spread into it, as he scattered into the whole of the material and felt himself become it, thoughts dwindling to the point where he took on that bacteria’s own need to spread and reproduce and become more as his own train of thought. There was not enough room for much of a personality at this point, only a hunger to exist and make more of themselves, more gel, they needed to spread, to take on more, to break down physical material into more of themselves, for the creation, it was all for the creation, when there was enough physical material, c r e a t i o n…\n\nThere was a warble through their form as that primordial soup increased in volume, slushed around before pitching upwards. Some of themselves sloshed out the back, a big glob of themselves splacking out beyond Will’s eyesight and collecting on the ground, still maintaining a connection back to the whole.\nHonestly, at this point, Will had not needed to dip the cobra into the vat, but watching him turn into more gel had been something of a breather. “Thanks for your contribution to science, dickhead.” They were getting all the information they needed from the other captive that they had picked up… “AUTOCLAVE will put the smart polymer that you develop as your residue waste to good use saving more lives. Meanwhile, you can just blurble and churn around in there.” The bat was the only one that was eager to actually work with them, everyone else that might have been part of this HIVES group was clammed up and earning themselves a one-way trip to liquidation or currently helping AUTOCLAVE in… other ways. “Like a fffffucking goldfish.” Mmmmh, he was looking forwards to breakfast tomorrow, though. Usually clusterfucks on this level lead to everyone getting a nice top-up of immune system boosters through their on-site meals. He had a feeling that this time around, that enrichment would come through something frothy and creamy. Milkshakes? Ohhhh yeah, he was getting himself some milkshakes.\nLittle blessings. Little blessings got Will through stormy weather. There was a fucking hurricane of shit coming down the pipe now. Almost an entire response team dead, along with thousands of citizens… multiple contacts in the area unaccounted for. There was video out there of them handling AUTOCLAVE weaponry while fighting their way through the camp aboveground… The team head’s little pet project had been accounted for, at least. \n\nGood thing, too, he was pretty sure five years’ worth of budget had gone into turning Asset Saint into the fucked-up monstrosity that he was now. People were going to get called into offices. Demotions and requests to take early retirements were coming down the pipeline. Will himself was pretty sure that AUTOCLAVE was about to wave bye-bye to the budget that it usually could rely on.\n\nWell, he had done his job today. Get as much use out of the captive as possible, and then liquidate. Heh, appropriate. Maybe it would have been better to get a confirmation for what that skeezy-ass bat was telling them, but they were going to have plenty of testing material from the site anyways. If they wanted to confirm the bat’s findings, they could test his theories on those specimens. Time to clean up and write a report on all this, let his superiors know that he had been unsuccessful and that the subject had made it clear that he was not going to work with him, forcing Will t-\n\nThere was a loud ssslsh behind him as the green gel that had splashed out of the tank rushed forwards. He turned his head just in time to see the way that it seemed to look for a moment like a figure rearing up on a tail that it was slithering across the ground with, reaching out towards him. He yelled out as it pushed towards him, overwhelmed him, enveloped his lower half, and he was suddenly…\n\nHe suddenly had a serpentine muzzle pressing up against his own, shock pushing through him \nas he felt a long, wet, and slithery tongue reached into his maw and curled around his tongue, gripped it in a tight kiss. Will tried to push himself up and out of the goo’s grip, his yells about a security breach being muffled by that deep makeout as more of that gel began to slush around him, as a head formed out of the material and a tightly-gripped claw pushed up into the back of his headfur. Will could soon feel, as he pawed out at that gel that was trying to get into his skull, that the material felt as if it was trying to push up his nose and down his throat, like that face was pulling apart as soon as it had formed, preferring instead for a deeper and more encompassing kind of kiss. There was nothing that he could do about it as it gushed into his maw, slipped upwards into his head and downwards into his stomach, tingling as it went down, making him suddenly realize that it was… What was… What was it going to do to his brain?!\n\nW-Was… was it… was it bad…? The raccoon started to let himself sink into the ooze that was forming a small pool around him, vertically raised enough that it could encompass him as his thoughts suddenly felt… squishy, rubbery, slippery. They refused to stay in place as he sank downwards, his fingers twitching and his maw starting to hang open wider, letting that fluid press in and begin to lightly push out his belly as he gulped it down. It was… It was getting into his brain pattern, beginning to alter it to make him realize… the… the gel was large, it was capacious, it could handle his thoughts, it could handle what Harry had become. They would mingle, they could become one. It would feel amazing, they would be in unison, two minds working together perfectly, he needed it. Trying to hold onto his individuality was such a humanoid perspective, so short-sighted.\n\nHe just had to understand that he no longer needed it as the tingly bubbles popped on his brain and turned it to more gel, a sloshing noise beginning to build within his head. The raccoon reached down and brushed his arm down underneath his gut, slipped down those slowly disintegrating pants and then fished his cock out, pushing his bottoms down to his thighs and spreading his legs slightly as he began to grasp at his dick, fondle it, gradually bring it to life. It pulsed, surged, swelled into the resistance of the gel around it that seemed to want to yield to his shaft but only just enough that he could slip into it, so he could grasp around it. It did not take long, with this kind of treatment, for it to swell up and fill out, rigid and needy for touch, for stimulation, and he could plenty of both as it arched out, started to add its own fluid to the gel that had enveloped him. Pretty soon, Will felt like he had a lubricated sleeve around his dick, one that was just begging to milk him as he squeezed down on it and began to pump frantically, letting out a mindless little sigh that escaped as a set of warbling bubbles that flowed out from his mouth and floated up towards the top of the oval shaped bubble that he had ended up in. That snout pressed tight to his face, and he tilted his head into the kiss as the front of his world became green, as that tongue coiled up and embraced his own… as the flesh-and-blood organ started to shift tint to something more fir-colored…\n\nThey were helping him. The process of no longer being himself was hard. Will grunted softly as he pumped, as he worked his thick hips, as he pushed into the gel and then drew back over and over, quickly beginning to build up speed while he fucked his own hand. This was the sugar that came with that bitter pill. He could feel the tingling working at the tip of his cock, his ears, his toes and fingers… but he could not focus on it. All he could focus on was the pleasure of stroking his dick and the knowledge that soon he would no longer worry about all the downsides of having a body. With every squeeze and stroke, he could feel that “sleeve” gripping to and contouring against his rod, providing a perfect hold on it that made the motions feel like they were relaxing and squeezing down in perfect time with the shape of his member. Friction teased at his primed shaft even as it continued to grow sticky and shift coloration, another dim moan escaping the procyonid’s maw as he wriggled and shook in the gel’s grasp, completely vertical as if he was standing and getting himself off. It was like the goo was urging him to climax too, aiding him, stroking across his nuts, drawing over his sack and leaving him grunting as he kept on squeezing at that sleeve.\n\nWill leaned forwards into the kiss and murmured happily as he rolled his tongue around within that other maw, felt the way that drool was starting to string like splattered gelatin inside of his muzzle as he was embraced, as fully formed arms and hands pushed out and wrapped around him, leaving him with an ass to press against as a torso without legs formed itself. Dominant tones in his subconscious took over and he found himself pressing forwards, doing what came naturally to him in that addled state, grinding against a pair of full and well rounded buttcheeks. The snake had never been that wellendowed around his backside while he was still a separate entity, but with Will’s mind halfincorporated by the goo at this point, his tastes were leaking into them, could be acknowledged and accompanied. The sleeve that he had settled onto his shaft seemed to merge into that snake’s backside, drawing him closer as he found himself pressing into that hole when he was not working his cock against it, not thinking about what was happening, just knowing that there was an ass that absolutely needed to be fucked.\n\nThat was also a job that he was good at. He could practically do it in his sleep. The raccoon felt the gel tailhole rub up against his dick and stoke out more fluid as he rubbed up against it, nudged at it with his dick, so plush, so ready to be fucked even as it slipped deeper into that sculpted rear, almost conjuring up images of screwing a plastic sex doll. Will let another groan push out of himself, wet and burbly, as he began to ram himself in, working against the pressure in there so that there was a slip upwards halfway down to his hilt and then another one that had him slamming in up to the base, causing his “partner” to wobble and shake. By this point, the snake was not doing much more than spreading that change through his muzzle, making the front of his face increasingly gooey as Will’s libido took over where his mind had failed, grasping a hand up into that ass and beginning to piston himself in. The raccoon started splacking against that shapely pair of cheeks as he let those internal walls squeeze around his length and give him the thrill that he craved.\n\nBefore too long, he was fucking down the resistance within there, plunging in again and again, really pressing so that the goo around him was only shaking and shifting further, the world around him becoming like a gelatin mould that was held in a serving tray and being walked violently around a party. Will’s head could only hold easy thoughts from himself right now. Everything else was too damn hard to get a grasp on. “Fuck it until you cum” was one thought that was fine, though, that could easily bury itself in his lurid personality, and with a body like what he was planting into, that was going to be easy enough for him. He broke apart those shredding pants as he spread his legs and started to really test out the inner portions of that slime snake’s tunnel, his stomach starting to droop forwards a little bit more as the changes coursed through his body and made him increasingly less held together. It felt like everything between his ears now was just a cavity filled with gel now, everything below starting to take on that green tint as the snake’s tongue started to occasionally dart down his throat, “saliva” dripping down there like the serpent was trying to introduce his innards to the slime. It felt nice, floaty, made it so that he was able to single-mindedly focus on the feelings of pleasure pushing through him that were increasingly coming to the forefront beyond everything else, that tingly sensation bubbling away everything but the kiss and the feeling of that hole squeezing around his rod. He could feel that shaped pucked squeezing around his length as he plunged into it, as he slammed himself against it repeatedly, starting to gasp and grunt out into the cobra’s maw while his dick surged and twitched into those walls.\n\nFucking the snake’s rear only intensified the feeling of being in a rubbery mould that was made just for him. That slime almost felt like it had a memory in there, so that as he plunged into it it was beginning to shape itself more and more into what he craved to feel, practically excavated out a better and better fuck from the cobra. It was like he was feeling things even more the more aroused and excited he got… which made him only want to keep pushing in, which made things feel even better! By this point, he was now cupping that ass and squeezing on it, pulling it apart as he railed it mercilessly, grunting and shuddering while he made it even more moist on the inside with precum. This fucktoy was all his, and he was going to use it like he was supposed to.\n\nHe began to knead in harder, really dig his claws in as he ran through what got him off, puppeted by his libido thanks to his higher thoughts being basically gone. He squeezed his fingers in, felt the way that that hole mooshed around his dick, how that heavy ass squished underneath his grasp. Pressing on it like that just made that pressure feel like it was focusing down on him, made the anal passage that he was working himself into start to feel like it was starting to warp and grip to settle in all the right ways around his dick. Instinct drove him to smack it, to feel the wobble and shake of that rear against his hips, to reach up and maul into that back. If he was not hungrily making out with the snake, and he could still think enough to use words, he would have started to call them a slut, an eager slut that knew what a real man’s dick going into them felt like and craved it above all else. Will would have been happy enough to slake that thirst.\n\nRight now, though, there was only the rampant repeated pleasure hammering on his arousal as he smacked himself into that ass, gave his all and attempted to fuck raw something that it was impossible to chafe. Will had landed into something that could withstand his rough play better than any other lithe and thick-assed twink, the raccoon going full tilt into it as that desperation gre within him, pushing increasingly towards that head. His markings were barely there on his face at this point as the goo overtook it, more etched lines there than anything. There were only a few patches of grey fur left on him that were rapidly fading away as he gave himself to the goo, his mind already onboard with releasing any attempts to hold onto his form, his body…\n\nHis body needed a push as he kept on planting himself in. It was subtle at first, a gradual feeling of something starting to build within him. Once he realized what was happening, though, some part of his brain catching onto the fact that his ass was being filled, the goo reacted immediately. The gel that was packing itself into his rear and spreading him suddenly bulged out, turning into a bulbous shape that was quite familiar to the gel. It widened as far as it could go, stretched him out in seconds, a sudden sting of sensation that darted itself into what was left of his mind.\n\nJust like that, though, it was rocket fuel to his libido. His legs bowed out as he pressed upwards, the front of the snake’s “body” bulging slightly as he kept on pressing into it, his climax being jostled out of him by the feeling of that bulb putting pressure on his walls. Will kept on desperately pounding into the snake’s innards as he orgasmed, making the front of that torso turn white as if the raccoon was unloading into a condom. Those innards certainly made him feel like he was fucking one as heat washed around his dick with every gush, a pleased frantic murmur escaping him as he tried his best to stretch it out as much as he could with every thrust, completely lost in the urge to feel pleasure and not notice what was happening to his own body. There was so much he had to release, after all, so much stress to get off his shoulders, and he could practically feel it all melting away as he hit his afterglow, he wanted to feel like this for a good long while, to give it all up and just be in this moment, floating on that cloud of pleasure with no need to touch his feet to the ground.\n\nWill almost felt like he could lean into the muzzle that he was groaning into at the moment, so he did, the two figures starting to press up to each other, blending together as the space between them faded, as they merged and seeped into one another. He felt so good right now, and the only thing that came to mind was to chase that pleasure to the source, to dive in and immerse every part of his being into it. The raccoon grunted softly as his climax shot into himself, as he twisted and warped with the sex-toy figure that he was becoming a part of, as they twirled and bended together until they were climaxing into themselves. After that, they simply sank, shrank, became, and the swollen orb that surrounded them surged out a little bit more as their mass was re-added to it, still stuck in a pleasure that warped their minds until they were one, simplified and content in joint pleasure as they disappeared into themselves. They had an infinite ability to simply keep expanding, to store more minds onto themselves with every body devoured, an unceasing cycle that added each new mind’s hunger to them that only pushed them to want more.\n\nFor now, though, they seeped back to the vat and began to pull themselves up into it, filling into the open container, settling in… now a bit larger than it was before. Everyone who came in and checked in on the material while also reading Will’s report of what he was planning on doing with the captive could put the dots together, but there was no way to separate any of them from the gel at this point, no way to do anything but use the gel for its intended purposes. It created. It seeped out polymers from its tank, residue which was turned into the lab coats and straps that protected AUTOCLAVE members on the field. It dreamed of c r e a t i o n, when it could reach a critical mass and birth life onto the planet, overwhelming life that carpeted and spread and smothered. It waited, and hungered, with all the other horrible nightmares that AUTOCLAVE kept within the deepest levels of its headquarters.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "TEN DAYS SINCE OUTBREAK, AUGUST 4th, 1:37 AM
Harry was usually proud of the fact that he was able to get out of relatively slippery tight bonds. It came with the territory of being a cobra after all. Right now, though, as the slightly pudgy raccoon down beneath him in the Hawaiian shirt and slacks was trying to grill him for information, he wanted to stay exactly where he was. “This really is unfortunate, I don’t like doing this.” Despite what he was saying, Harry could see his finger hovering over the button on that remote that Harry was sure would make the makeshift manacles around him open up and drop him into the bubbling, hissing emerald green fluid beneath himself, contained in a see-through vat of some kind of heavy-resistance glass. “It’ll be such a waste, too, making all of this gel into experimental material.” Right now, the king cobra was being held up by a mechanical arm that he was pretty sure Will had repurposed just to dangle him in this intimidation attempt. “You know we tested a different vat with sponges?” The raccoon came up and knocked on the glass, and Harry could see the fluid bubble and spatter a little more. “Plop one in, watch it sink to the bottom and dissolve as the fluid around it starts to bubble like someone dropped a shot in it, throw one more in, plop one more, plop one more…” Harry winced as he swore he felt moisture on his tail, tensing and pulling it back towards his body and away from that vat. “It got so animate after that. It was like lava in an active volcano. We couldn’t do anything with the goop after. We make a lot of our more fluid-resistant labcoats and some of the straps in our body armor out of this stuff.” Will must have not realized that Harry could still see him, because as he turned and looked at one of the microscopes and collections of vials on a nearby table he was starting to frown. “The right tools for the right job, like that vat of gel underneath you. It’s not an instant thing, you know. It takes a while. I’d have to sit here and just watch you dissolve.” Even now, as he looked like he was trying to melt through the desk with his eyes like if he furrowed them enough laser beams would shoot out from his pupils, Will was keeping a soft, pleasant tone. “There’s this theory some of our scientists have here about the way it dissolves those sponges. They’re all living creatures, y’know. They’ve got these really simple nervous systems…” Harry looked up and past Will, felt the words just gliding over him now. “That’s what the scientists tell me, I mean, I don’t know a fucking thing about how the science here works. We’re in the same boat there. Anyways, they noticed that those nerves were the last thing to go, which makes them think that if they put a higher lifeform in there that the bacteria… and that is bacteria, by the way, it’s a treated primordial soup of life… the organisms would try and keep the brain pattern of someone in there intact. So you would be still “alive”, kind of, in there. You know, once you got dissolved. What would that be like? Would that drive someone crazy? I think I’d go freaking bonkers if that happened to me. Just a theory, of course, it might not play out that way if someone actually did fall in there. Are you still listening to me?” Fuck him, fuck this. “Okay, I’ll keep talking. Maybe you’ll pick up on something and want to talk about it. Who were you working for in there? I don’t mean what it said on your ID card, who was really calling the shots for you?” Not a word.

Honestly, this was all Harry’s fault. He had panicked when the barricades had gone down and started running, sure that that horrible creature made of bone and muscle that had broken through was still after him. Pleasant memories of caving with friends and family had taken over once he had found out that there was an underground network of tunnels running below the mansion that connected to a natural cave system after a while. Sure enough, he had found himself a little crevice underground to stick in and had stayed there with the backpack full of food and water that he had grabbed from his room when he heard those wooden boards separating their guest floor from the rest of the Palazzo breaking apart. The sound of rumbling and shaking from far off had pushed him to keep moving after what might have been a few days, and eventually he found himself at a natural cave exit… at which point he ran into several AUTOCLAVE operatives with assault rifles in hand waiting for whatever came out. There had been no other action he could take other than give himself up, being escorted out and onto a helicopter taking him away from the Palazzo. For the last two days, he had been in a bunker underneath a small, seemingly deserted town nestled in what looked like forests and plainsland. It had been cold when he had been led into that City Hall building, taken down some stairs, and then put into a prison cell with no windows, just a concrete block and one tight metal door.

Then, the raccoon had shown up, introduced himself as Will, and dragged Harry along, saying they just needed to talk. All they had to do was talk, and he could maybe see about getting the cobra somewhere with an actual bed to lay on, or maybe a chair to sit in at the very least. Something about the way that he had spoken, the inflections, how he was talking like it was all rehearsed, like he barely saw the snake… Harry immediately knew what he was and hated him for it. There were no presents at the end of this for good behavior, no reprieve. There was only one last act, delaying as long as he could, wondering if something would save him… and if it did not, then at least he could not call himself a coward in those final moments. It was going to hurt, and it would no matter if he betrayed everyone he knew to try and hide away from what he knew was coming.

”And I’ll tell ya the truth, we’re already working on one of your friends in another room.” Look at that fucking smile as he turned back. Nothing behind his eyes showed any empathy for him. “Would you believe he’s way more open than you?” All an act. “We’re getting names and everything out of him.” The raccoon would probably have not felt a thing if he saw Harry get obliterated by a car. “There’s a chance for you to survive this, that’s not a lie either. I’ve seen people go into these interrogation rooms and walk out with better lives. You’re part of this environmentalist group, right? HIVES?” Nothing. Not a word. “You want to help people live? We’re trying to do that too. Same goals here. All you’ve got to do is start giving us things. Inconsequential things. What was happening during the time you were in the mansion? What were you doing during the actual Circulation Summit before the outbreak happened?” That smile was starting to twitch. “What were they serving in the dining hall, for fuck’s sake!?”

Not a word. No matter what he said. No matter what Will revealed, Harry already knew that he was going to keep his snout shut. “We just need to establish a timeline. It’ll help us understand what we have to fight if another one of those giant monsters shows up again, like the bone-and-flesh mutant and that gazelle with the tentacles. You’ll be keeping more blood from being shed, making sure people get to go home to their families. Is that worth dying for?!” Will tilted his head. “Do you want to fucking die in order to make sure other people get infested like your friends?! You’re still not listening to me.” He wasn’t going to do it. They needed him alive. He was the one with power here. “Just a few facts, that’s all it takes, all we need are a few facts, fuck this.” There was a loud bzzzzrt above Harry as the snake looked at the raccoon. “Yeah, bet that caught y-”

The arms clenched around him, metal pincers that made the cobra look like he was held by a big spider, suddenly opened up, and he found himself freefalling into the ooze, touching down with a loud SPPPPLSLLLSSSH. The raccoon got up against the glass, smacking his digit against it and screaming out something that he could not understand but could see had a couple “Fuck”s and “bastard”s and “piece of shit”s interspersed in it just from. Harry floated down to the center of the gel, the snake trying to swim around in it as his cheeks puffed up while he closed his maw, feeling a tingling starting to coalesce around his body as he thrashed his tail and worked his limbs and got the feeling that moving around in there was like trying to swim through cushioned walls. The liquid around him had the consistency of trying to press himself through inflated plastic bags that would just not let go of him, not in a way that was uncomfortable, more like a firm press on all sides holding him in place.

There was… there was no pain. No pain, even though he was tingling harder, even though it felt like those walls were gripping down on him, like he had been sunken into a cold bath that was squeezing around him when it was not splashing against his body. His cheeks started to feel increasingly strained as his nostrils squeezed tighter, his lungs the only thing about him burning right now as the cold seemed to seep in past his waistband, that fluid quickly soaking through his pants, his boxers, h- “Blbbbllllrph!” Harry gasped out and felt gel fill in and bloat out his cheeks regardless of the fact that he was letting it in now, the taste a bit neutral but somehow still breathable despite the fact that he could feel it eternally pushing in, gushing through his mouth… gushing up his ass, too. Both holes were getting filled out quickly, pressed into and spread, those orifices taking in fluid in a way that made him feel as if he was being spit-roasted by semi-solid slush that was pressing against his throat and anal walls, making him feel like he was instantly being hilted in. “B-Bllllrph…” There was no way for him to speak or even suckle in a breath with the amount of firm “dick” in his mouth, but that pain in his chest was already starting to recede as fresh oxygen pushed its way through his nose and mouth, as if he was being piped full of it. He could still suck, though, and as he wriggled and squirmed around he managed to swallow on accident, feeling the slush around him starting to pitch forwards and strain his mouth open a little wider. At the same time, his ass was getting filled and spread, feeling less like he was being pounded and more like that “insertion” within him was growing, like there was a bulb in there that was being inflated with more fluid, a little bit of chill being counteracted by the heat of his body growing increasingly well-used by that gel. Everything seemed like it almost had a mind of its own as he grunted, winced his eyes closed as he felt those throat and ass bulbs puff out again, making him feel like he was being thrust into despite the lack of horizontal movement. The fluid seemed to press in and engorge those rounded shapes in a line, making those shapes rise and fill in a wave up into his anal muscles and press up into his throat like a firm ballooning finger, his dick twitching furiously at the sensation. It was starting to feel like he was being rubbed across his whole body, that goop carrying enough of a tactile clench on his form as it dragged across his scales, stroked and massaged at his smooth skin like a wet fluid spa treatment. He felt moist all over now, moist and taut, those bulges swelling up and then receding like bellows inside of his maw and beyond his pucker.

“Bbbbblblblrrrh…”, he grunted out, dick hard as diamonds while the front of his boxers began to feel as if it was filling out with a sizeable weight, something beginning to coalesce in there around his shaft and… s-squeeze tight on it, mmmmfh. It was like a wonderfully grippy hand coaxing him into its palm, or another tailhole that he was being pushed into that was squeezing and working at him. He pressed his hips forwards the best as he could, feeling those walls gripping around his length as he grunted out around that gooey shape within his muzzle, driving that bulge forwards just a bit. Harry could feel it when he pressed back even more, having to grind back against that bulb as it swelled, shuddering and leaking out into the fluid around him, his own thin liquid streaming out in front of him before it seemed to turn into green bubbles.

His clothes were starting to fray. The snake could see it in the way that little threads of his longsleeved shirt were starting to float out from his body, burning down at both ends as they floated away from him while he felt stuck in place. It was impossible to feel it happening when everything felt cold and wet, giving out moist groans as he was “fucked” by that bulb within his rear and mouth. They were starting to inflate quicker, pulsing out within him and making him clench his feet and hands, not noticing how the digits were starting to turn more translucent as he was left to linger within the fluid, stuck on that feeling of being the center of a foursome. He eagerly closed his maw around that practical tendril of goo that was pushing into him, closed his eyes, let himself suckle and blow it the best that he could as it felt more and more like he was being stripped out of his clothes, little bits of his outfit beginning to draw away from him as he throbbed and gushed into the coaxing gel. Harry might have been locked in place, but he was starting to be able to thrust pretty thoroughly, to absolutely force himself into that “hole” and drive himself back on that bulge in his tailhole. It was almost like… like the chill was becoming increasingly easy to get used to as he kept fucking, not even aware of the way that that green was spreading up his beige scales, beginning to appear around his hood, leaving him increasingly needy and feeling like it was almost beginning to push in between the scales. It found the crevices there and filled them, massaging over him in a way that he had never experienced before, his eyes rolling up into his head as he gave out a wet muffled hiss and momentarily went limp in the grip of that gel. It felt heavenly, made his dick twitch and swell and loosen thicker streams of precum as his belly and ass scales were further revealed, showcasing the way that his torso and rear were starting to lightly squish with the pressure of the gel around them as they increasingly lost their solidity. He was a fucktoy for the moment for this… for this goo, this collection of millions upon millions of bacteria strands forming a whole.

Harry’s cock twitched again as the tip began to turn increasingly green, more and more of his
body beginning to take on that green hue as the metal back of the tank became visible through him. At this point, his clothing was mostly fraying shreds and particulates that were making a rapidly fading cloud around him, more and more of his body losing that deep beige coloration, beginning to appear bubbly. The bulge in his tailhole was visible inside of him now like a piece of fruit in gelatin, starting to inflate and deflate like the chest on a cross-country runner, making him gasp and pant around the one stretching his increasingly capacious maw again and again. It was feeling easier to take both even as they sped up, his balls beginning to grow and stretch out as the gel began to fill and swell them, the feeling of that engorging pressure only making him increasingly horny, starting to buck again as they bounced and dragged within that tight grippy fluid. Soon, they were like a pair of softballs hanging from under him as his need twitched and desperately pulsed into its hold. It was a lot of simple organisms, joined together in a vast carpet that was working its way through him, not destroying him, just… loosening his grip on himself. The deeper that tingle spread into himself, the more that that chill started to fade, to simply feel like something more comfortable and neutral than air conditioning on his body, the internals of his form simply becoming just more gel, leaving him increasingly as threadbare and piecemeal as the clothing that was now completely gone from him. Harry was an organic shell that was becoming changed into more strands, encoding onto himself, his own pillowy landing place for his own dissolution into the material that would support his transformation out of solidity. He nodded as he understood more by the moment, no longer feeling restrained by the material but also not wanting to leave it anymore as he was pounded, beginning to be bounced between both of those shapes as the grip on his increasingly fluid length began to tug and work on it, making it wobble within its grasp. Soon, Harry would be more gel, and that was okay with him. He was actually starting to get horny over the thought, realizing that soon he would no longer have erogenous zones… The sensation of touching and feeling over another would become erogenous, he would become a thing that awoke when it was time to feel and spread and convert before falling back asleep, too simple to stay himself for too long. It sounded so… relaxing.

I-It was so heavenly, he just… he just needed to let go… His balls hung from him like fat weights at this point, an orgasm that was made of nothing more than the material he was now made of, an outline of a green snake stuck within the rest of the gelatin, more than ready to let loose. He felt so pent now, like he was being pushed at. C-Contents under pressure. Those swells within his mouth and ass were both working to stimulate him with alternating inflations now, giving him thrill without even having flesh to stimulate anymore. It was just thoughts now. He was pure thought with extraneous mass, held tight by a goo that wanted him to give up on the idea that he needed to hold onto his body for himself. His form was their form now, he was nothing but more gel, and it would be easy to slip into that whole once he finally just released, shook himself free. He was trying in the best way that he knew how, pistoning himself into that jerking grip, his whole body beginning to angle forwards and arc itself back, reacting intensely to the motions he was making as his aching and firm dick, probably the firmest part of him, twitched faster. Harry was right there, rocking his hips forwards as hard as he could, if he could just… just press himself forwards a few more times, get right over the edge, he could…

Fluid burbled up at the tip and gushed out, there it was, he kept slamming forwards while his whole body shook, as pleasure washed the sense of a need to be right out of him while that climax pushed out out of him, ropes of goo-cum pushing out of his dick in what felt like an endless flow. These cumshots did not lose power, they just kept on going and going, increasingly gaining velocity and speed until they were becoming like nearly straight lines of fluid that rapidly broke apart into separate little lines that rolled upwards. At the same time, as he climaxed, his pupiless eyes rolling into his head again, the snake’s outline was starting to become increasingly thinned, increasingly less present within the goo around him that he was a part of. It was not like he was jizzing any extra mass out of himself, it was simply that he was feeling the need to hold onto one body less and less as his shape became more immaterial, the sides of his form growing more translucent as he let out a pleased sigh. It kept going until he was nearly a film that had shaped within the material, a phantom that was only visible thanks to the way the light refracted off of his shape. Suddenly, the fluid around him was so warm, warm to the point where it felt as if he was now in a pleasantly hot bath, and he let himself cascade out into it as he let out one last powerful gush, his shape disappearing in twirls of fluid going out into all directions.

The gel around where he had been burbled as his extra mass spread into it, as he scattered into the whole of the material and felt himself become it, thoughts dwindling to the point where he took on that bacteria’s own need to spread and reproduce and become more as his own train of thought. There was not enough room for much of a personality at this point, only a hunger to exist and make more of themselves, more gel, they needed to spread, to take on more, to break down physical material into more of themselves, for the creation, it was all for the creation, when there was enough physical material, c r e a t i o n…

There was a warble through their form as that primordial soup increased in volume, slushed around before pitching upwards. Some of themselves sloshed out the back, a big glob of themselves splacking out beyond Will’s eyesight and collecting on the ground, still maintaining a connection back to the whole.
Honestly, at this point, Will had not needed to dip the cobra into the vat, but watching him turn into more gel had been something of a breather. “Thanks for your contribution to science, dickhead.” They were getting all the information they needed from the other captive that they had picked up… “AUTOCLAVE will put the smart polymer that you develop as your residue waste to good use saving more lives. Meanwhile, you can just blurble and churn around in there.” The bat was the only one that was eager to actually work with them, everyone else that might have been part of this HIVES group was clammed up and earning themselves a one-way trip to liquidation or currently helping AUTOCLAVE in… other ways. “Like a fffffucking goldfish.” Mmmmh, he was looking forwards to breakfast tomorrow, though. Usually clusterfucks on this level lead to everyone getting a nice top-up of immune system boosters through their on-site meals. He had a feeling that this time around, that enrichment would come through something frothy and creamy. Milkshakes? Ohhhh yeah, he was getting himself some milkshakes.
Little blessings. Little blessings got Will through stormy weather. There was a fucking hurricane of shit coming down the pipe now. Almost an entire response team dead, along with thousands of citizens… multiple contacts in the area unaccounted for. There was video out there of them handling AUTOCLAVE weaponry while fighting their way through the camp aboveground… The team head’s little pet project had been accounted for, at least.

Good thing, too, he was pretty sure five years’ worth of budget had gone into turning Asset Saint into the fucked-up monstrosity that he was now. People were going to get called into offices. Demotions and requests to take early retirements were coming down the pipeline. Will himself was pretty sure that AUTOCLAVE was about to wave bye-bye to the budget that it usually could rely on.

Well, he had done his job today. Get as much use out of the captive as possible, and then liquidate. Heh, appropriate. Maybe it would have been better to get a confirmation for what that skeezy-ass bat was telling them, but they were going to have plenty of testing material from the site anyways. If they wanted to confirm the bat’s findings, they could test his theories on those specimens. Time to clean up and write a report on all this, let his superiors know that he had been unsuccessful and that the subject had made it clear that he was not going to work with him, forcing Will t-

There was a loud ssslsh behind him as the green gel that had splashed out of the tank rushed forwards. He turned his head just in time to see the way that it seemed to look for a moment like a figure rearing up on a tail that it was slithering across the ground with, reaching out towards him. He yelled out as it pushed towards him, overwhelmed him, enveloped his lower half, and he was suddenly…

He suddenly had a serpentine muzzle pressing up against his own, shock pushing through him
as he felt a long, wet, and slithery tongue reached into his maw and curled around his tongue, gripped it in a tight kiss. Will tried to push himself up and out of the goo’s grip, his yells about a security breach being muffled by that deep makeout as more of that gel began to slush around him, as a head formed out of the material and a tightly-gripped claw pushed up into the back of his headfur. Will could soon feel, as he pawed out at that gel that was trying to get into his skull, that the material felt as if it was trying to push up his nose and down his throat, like that face was pulling apart as soon as it had formed, preferring instead for a deeper and more encompassing kind of kiss. There was nothing that he could do about it as it gushed into his maw, slipped upwards into his head and downwards into his stomach, tingling as it went down, making him suddenly realize that it was… What was… What was it going to do to his brain?!

W-Was… was it… was it bad…? The raccoon started to let himself sink into the ooze that was forming a small pool around him, vertically raised enough that it could encompass him as his thoughts suddenly felt… squishy, rubbery, slippery. They refused to stay in place as he sank downwards, his fingers twitching and his maw starting to hang open wider, letting that fluid press in and begin to lightly push out his belly as he gulped it down. It was… It was getting into his brain pattern, beginning to alter it to make him realize… the… the gel was large, it was capacious, it could handle his thoughts, it could handle what Harry had become. They would mingle, they could become one. It would feel amazing, they would be in unison, two minds working together perfectly, he needed it. Trying to hold onto his individuality was such a humanoid perspective, so short-sighted.

He just had to understand that he no longer needed it as the tingly bubbles popped on his brain and turned it to more gel, a sloshing noise beginning to build within his head. The raccoon reached down and brushed his arm down underneath his gut, slipped down those slowly disintegrating pants and then fished his cock out, pushing his bottoms down to his thighs and spreading his legs slightly as he began to grasp at his dick, fondle it, gradually bring it to life. It pulsed, surged, swelled into the resistance of the gel around it that seemed to want to yield to his shaft but only just enough that he could slip into it, so he could grasp around it. It did not take long, with this kind of treatment, for it to swell up and fill out, rigid and needy for touch, for stimulation, and he could plenty of both as it arched out, started to add its own fluid to the gel that had enveloped him. Pretty soon, Will felt like he had a lubricated sleeve around his dick, one that was just begging to milk him as he squeezed down on it and began to pump frantically, letting out a mindless little sigh that escaped as a set of warbling bubbles that flowed out from his mouth and floated up towards the top of the oval shaped bubble that he had ended up in. That snout pressed tight to his face, and he tilted his head into the kiss as the front of his world became green, as that tongue coiled up and embraced his own… as the flesh-and-blood organ started to shift tint to something more fir-colored…

They were helping him. The process of no longer being himself was hard. Will grunted softly as he pumped, as he worked his thick hips, as he pushed into the gel and then drew back over and over, quickly beginning to build up speed while he fucked his own hand. This was the sugar that came with that bitter pill. He could feel the tingling working at the tip of his cock, his ears, his toes and fingers… but he could not focus on it. All he could focus on was the pleasure of stroking his dick and the knowledge that soon he would no longer worry about all the downsides of having a body. With every squeeze and stroke, he could feel that “sleeve” gripping to and contouring against his rod, providing a perfect hold on it that made the motions feel like they were relaxing and squeezing down in perfect time with the shape of his member. Friction teased at his primed shaft even as it continued to grow sticky and shift coloration, another dim moan escaping the procyonid’s maw as he wriggled and shook in the gel’s grasp, completely vertical as if he was standing and getting himself off. It was like the goo was urging him to climax too, aiding him, stroking across his nuts, drawing over his sack and leaving him grunting as he kept on squeezing at that sleeve.

Will leaned forwards into the kiss and murmured happily as he rolled his tongue around within that other maw, felt the way that drool was starting to string like splattered gelatin inside of his muzzle as he was embraced, as fully formed arms and hands pushed out and wrapped around him, leaving him with an ass to press against as a torso without legs formed itself. Dominant tones in his subconscious took over and he found himself pressing forwards, doing what came naturally to him in that addled state, grinding against a pair of full and well rounded buttcheeks. The snake had never been that wellendowed around his backside while he was still a separate entity, but with Will’s mind halfincorporated by the goo at this point, his tastes were leaking into them, could be acknowledged and accompanied. The sleeve that he had settled onto his shaft seemed to merge into that snake’s backside, drawing him closer as he found himself pressing into that hole when he was not working his cock against it, not thinking about what was happening, just knowing that there was an ass that absolutely needed to be fucked.

That was also a job that he was good at. He could practically do it in his sleep. The raccoon felt the gel tailhole rub up against his dick and stoke out more fluid as he rubbed up against it, nudged at it with his dick, so plush, so ready to be fucked even as it slipped deeper into that sculpted rear, almost conjuring up images of screwing a plastic sex doll. Will let another groan push out of himself, wet and burbly, as he began to ram himself in, working against the pressure in there so that there was a slip upwards halfway down to his hilt and then another one that had him slamming in up to the base, causing his “partner” to wobble and shake. By this point, the snake was not doing much more than spreading that change through his muzzle, making the front of his face increasingly gooey as Will’s libido took over where his mind had failed, grasping a hand up into that ass and beginning to piston himself in. The raccoon started splacking against that shapely pair of cheeks as he let those internal walls squeeze around his length and give him the thrill that he craved.

Before too long, he was fucking down the resistance within there, plunging in again and again, really pressing so that the goo around him was only shaking and shifting further, the world around him becoming like a gelatin mould that was held in a serving tray and being walked violently around a party. Will’s head could only hold easy thoughts from himself right now. Everything else was too damn hard to get a grasp on. “Fuck it until you cum” was one thought that was fine, though, that could easily bury itself in his lurid personality, and with a body like what he was planting into, that was going to be easy enough for him. He broke apart those shredding pants as he spread his legs and started to really test out the inner portions of that slime snake’s tunnel, his stomach starting to droop forwards a little bit more as the changes coursed through his body and made him increasingly less held together. It felt like everything between his ears now was just a cavity filled with gel now, everything below starting to take on that green tint as the snake’s tongue started to occasionally dart down his throat, “saliva” dripping down there like the serpent was trying to introduce his innards to the slime. It felt nice, floaty, made it so that he was able to single-mindedly focus on the feelings of pleasure pushing through him that were increasingly coming to the forefront beyond everything else, that tingly sensation bubbling away everything but the kiss and the feeling of that hole squeezing around his rod. He could feel that shaped pucked squeezing around his length as he plunged into it, as he slammed himself against it repeatedly, starting to gasp and grunt out into the cobra’s maw while his dick surged and twitched into those walls.

Fucking the snake’s rear only intensified the feeling of being in a rubbery mould that was made just for him. That slime almost felt like it had a memory in there, so that as he plunged into it it was beginning to shape itself more and more into what he craved to feel, practically excavated out a better and better fuck from the cobra. It was like he was feeling things even more the more aroused and excited he got… which made him only want to keep pushing in, which made things feel even better! By this point, he was now cupping that ass and squeezing on it, pulling it apart as he railed it mercilessly, grunting and shuddering while he made it even more moist on the inside with precum. This fucktoy was all his, and he was going to use it like he was supposed to.

He began to knead in harder, really dig his claws in as he ran through what got him off, puppeted by his libido thanks to his higher thoughts being basically gone. He squeezed his fingers in, felt the way that that hole mooshed around his dick, how that heavy ass squished underneath his grasp. Pressing on it like that just made that pressure feel like it was focusing down on him, made the anal passage that he was working himself into start to feel like it was starting to warp and grip to settle in all the right ways around his dick. Instinct drove him to smack it, to feel the wobble and shake of that rear against his hips, to reach up and maul into that back. If he was not hungrily making out with the snake, and he could still think enough to use words, he would have started to call them a slut, an eager slut that knew what a real man’s dick going into them felt like and craved it above all else. Will would have been happy enough to slake that thirst.

Right now, though, there was only the rampant repeated pleasure hammering on his arousal as he smacked himself into that ass, gave his all and attempted to fuck raw something that it was impossible to chafe. Will had landed into something that could withstand his rough play better than any other lithe and thick-assed twink, the raccoon going full tilt into it as that desperation gre within him, pushing increasingly towards that head. His markings were barely there on his face at this point as the goo overtook it, more etched lines there than anything. There were only a few patches of grey fur left on him that were rapidly fading away as he gave himself to the goo, his mind already onboard with releasing any attempts to hold onto his form, his body…

His body needed a push as he kept on planting himself in. It was subtle at first, a gradual feeling of something starting to build within him. Once he realized what was happening, though, some part of his brain catching onto the fact that his ass was being filled, the goo reacted immediately. The gel that was packing itself into his rear and spreading him suddenly bulged out, turning into a bulbous shape that was quite familiar to the gel. It widened as far as it could go, stretched him out in seconds, a sudden sting of sensation that darted itself into what was left of his mind.

Just like that, though, it was rocket fuel to his libido. His legs bowed out as he pressed upwards, the front of the snake’s “body” bulging slightly as he kept on pressing into it, his climax being jostled out of him by the feeling of that bulb putting pressure on his walls. Will kept on desperately pounding into the snake’s innards as he orgasmed, making the front of that torso turn white as if the raccoon was unloading into a condom. Those innards certainly made him feel like he was fucking one as heat washed around his dick with every gush, a pleased frantic murmur escaping him as he tried his best to stretch it out as much as he could with every thrust, completely lost in the urge to feel pleasure and not notice what was happening to his own body. There was so much he had to release, after all, so much stress to get off his shoulders, and he could practically feel it all melting away as he hit his afterglow, he wanted to feel like this for a good long while, to give it all up and just be in this moment, floating on that cloud of pleasure with no need to touch his feet to the ground.

Will almost felt like he could lean into the muzzle that he was groaning into at the moment, so he did, the two figures starting to press up to each other, blending together as the space between them faded, as they merged and seeped into one another. He felt so good right now, and the only thing that came to mind was to chase that pleasure to the source, to dive in and immerse every part of his being into it. The raccoon grunted softly as his climax shot into himself, as he twisted and warped with the sex-toy figure that he was becoming a part of, as they twirled and bended together until they were climaxing into themselves. After that, they simply sank, shrank, became, and the swollen orb that surrounded them surged out a little bit more as their mass was re-added to it, still stuck in a pleasure that warped their minds until they were one, simplified and content in joint pleasure as they disappeared into themselves. They had an infinite ability to simply keep expanding, to store more minds onto themselves with every body devoured, an unceasing cycle that added each new mind’s hunger to them that only pushed them to want more.

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