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Ever since the other day, Lyoko realized that he was a bit of a hair trigger, cumming far easier than any of the others. As such, he wanted to see how long he could hold out from simple masturbation. That plan worked for about a couple minutes before he ended up making a mess all over his hand. Now, he was trying to edge to see if that would help at all. He had to keep reminding himself that his goal wasn’t to pleasure himself to orgasm, but to try and build up his endurance. So far, it seemed to be going well, but that wouldn’t last very long for the poor Neovoral.\nHe found his hand suddenly going faster and huffed as he slowed it back down to a reasonable speed. However, the problem would only keep happening again and again as his mind wandered through various horny thoughts. He was already leaking a surprising amount of precum by now, showing him just how horny he really was, and since he didn’t want to make another mess, he decided to put on a condom. As he resumed stroking, he couldn’t help but admit how nice the condom felt, the tightness of it, how it would keep the mess contained, etc. Lyoko shook his head, trying to clear his mind of all the overly horny thoughts. This was going to be more difficult than he thought, it seemed.\n\nHe huffed more, feeling his cock begin to throb a lot, before switching to his other hand to go even slower. While more difficult, this seemed to help a little bit, and he thought he could let go of his worry over cumming too quickly. However, the pleasure kept silently building up within. Lyoko would stop for a few moments, holding his cock in one hand and just staring at it. He admired the ridged appearance. The pleasure was still rising, but since he wasn’t masturbating, it was hidden underneath, bubbling up like soda, and it was ready to erupt. The second he started stroking again, his pleasure levels skyrocketed. This would stir a bit of panic within him as he now had to fight off the urge to cum.\nHe immediately let go of his cock, in hopes that perhaps him not touching himself would allow him to pull back. It didn’t work, and he could still feel the orgasm creeping up on him. He began shaking his dick around, before getting up and hopping from one leg to another, trying everything to shake off his imminent climax. Nothing worked, and the tingly feeling only grew. There was nothing he could do but accept his fate, feeling his cock throb wildly as he entered his climax. Lyoko watched as his cum filled the condom quite a bit. His orgasm would last for about a minute. Afterwards with a defeated sigh, he discarded the used condom and made his way back to his bed, before sleeping.\n\nUnbeknownst to him, Maxwell had seen him struggling and had begun gathering some methods to last longer from pleasure throughout the night. Morning would come, and the four sat at the table for breakfast. It had been Corvus’s turn to cook for the others, and he had chosen a simple human dish by the name of pancakes. The pancakes themselves were drizzled with some crimsap syrup for a sweeter and slightly tart flavor and topped with a handful of vimberries that would add a small fruity kick along with a bit of caffeine to help wake up these sleepy boys. Along with that, they drank some sunvine melon juice, a particular favorite of Folmye originally, but soon became loved by all.\n“So, I found my old phosphorus rig within storage, and I was thinking we swing by the Spire to acquire some product from Anthony and have ourselves a fun time for the weekend. What do you all think?” The others agreed, so Folmye would redirect his ship, and a couple hours later, they would pull into one of the station’s hangars. From there, Lyoko would call up Anthony. Though when he answered, he seemed rather distraught. Lyoko would pick up on this and ask if he was alright. “Not particularly.” Anthony would respond. “Seems the syndicate won’t leave me alone, and I’ve gotten reports of syndicate agents throughout the entire bloody station.\n\nLyoko nodded, along with the other three Neovorals. Folmye especially knew how troublesome the syndicate could be, due to past experiences. “I don’t ask this often, but I’ll likely need help.” Again, Lyoko nodded, willing to help in whatever way he could. “Come up to my apartment, we’ll discuss a plan there.” Anthony would say, before ending the call. The four of them would arrive at Anthony’s door soon enough. The Kah’Var would pull them inside quickly, before locking the door. As they looked around, they saw everything packed away in hovercrates. “I’ll admit, I feel bad trying to use you to escape this station, but I’ve got no other choice.” Anthony would exclaim.\nBefore Lyoko could say anything, Maxwell would speak up. “We understand what it’s like to be hunted down.” The other three would nod, as they looked over the crates. “What would you have us do?” Folmye would ask. “I’ve packed up the supply of phosphorus vials, along with other related items. Provided we don’t encounter any agents, we should be able to make a dash to your ship with these.” Anthony would say, as the Kah’Var threw on a coat. “Let’s just get this over with.” Corvus would nervously say, as he began pushing a crate towards the door. The other three would do the same, and there were luckily only five crates in total. “Alright, let’s go.” They would grab the crates and move forward towards the door.\n\nMaxwell would be the first to exit the room, followed by Lyoko, Anthony, Corvus, and Folmye. They would form a sort of diamond around the Kah’Var, serving a dual purpose to both protect him, and unintentionally making it look more official than it was. They’d make it about three quarters of the way before they’d encounter resistance in the form of a small group of Zorlax agents disguised as security. One of the six agents approached and questioned the Neovorals. “Security inspection, what cargo are you carrying?” Maxwell would answer on the spot, claiming it to be crates full of food and drinks for them, among other things. Though the agent could tell they were lying.\nThey didn’t even hesitate, seeing that they had the Kah’Var they were looking for. The six of them drew blasters and began firing. Fortunately for the agents, this was a rather sparse part of the station, pretty much a big hallway leading to the hangar bay. Fortunately for Anthony and his temporary Neovoral guards, they were bulky and would take the hits pretty well. Though one of the agents would fire several well-placed shots that would slip through and hit Anthony. Maxwell had had enough, and barreled towards the group, knocking four of them to the ground, as Lyoko and Corvus began pushing the crates down the hallway at a fast pace, feeling the burn of plasma hitting their backs.\n\nFolmye would barrel past as well, knocking one of the agents out, before getting to his ship and warming up the engines. By now, nearby Zorlax agents had noticed the commotion, and received word through a secret channel they shared on where everything was taking place. Thankfully for the now three Neovorals, there was a bit of actual security around the hangar bay, and a firefight would soon ensue. Anthony would make it onto the ship, before taking a high-powered plasma bolt from a sniper up above. While it threw him further into the ship, it nearly killed him, as it left a large wound on his back, and partly through him. He was lucky to be alive, but he would worry about that later.\nRight now, he watched the three Neovorals holding back about 11 agents from entering the ship. Anthony would pull out his own blaster, doing his best to ignore the constant pain as he fired a few shots to scatter the agents. It was effective enough to allow the three Neovoral into the ship, and for Folmye to close the doors, before blasting out of the hangar bay. Though their problems had only started, as nearby, two Zorlax destroyers decloaked, and launched fighters. Folmye would have to put his piloting skills to the test, as he began dodging and weaving through dozens of fighters and eventually far more nimble interceptors. He was doing well so far, though his shields had taken a few hits.\n\nThough the Zorlax destroyers would soon turn the tide, as they launched a nautilus fighter. Folmye would find out why these autonomous fighters were feared by all pilots, as with every maneuver he made, it seemed to adapt and match him turn for turn. Using one of its railguns, it would fire a well-placed shot that would temporarily disable the FTL drive on board the Hummingbird, though Corvus was already back there trying to repair it. Lyoko tended to the wounded Kah’Var as best as he could, but he was quickly losing hope, while Maxwell was up front with Folmye, tending to the systems of the ship. The nautilus began to use its chemical laser to rapidly drain the shields of the Hummingbird.\n“Shields down!” Maxwell would exclaim, as the entire console exploded in his face, throwing him back a little bit. This would be followed by another well placed shot from the nautilus, disabling the ship’s engines, and Folmye could only watch as the two destroyers slowly approached the knocked-out vessel. Though their attention would be taken away as a small purple ship came out of nowhere and began firing upon the nautilus. This would allow the Hummingbird’s crew to focus on repairs and survival, as the nautilus had deemed the mystery ship a bigger target. Several smaller ships would seemingly be dispensed from this mystery ship and begin attacking the destroyers.\n\nA few of these would attach to the Hummingbird and begin external repairs, which relieved Folmye. Though his relief was brief, as one of the destroyers broke off and began trying to fire upon the Hummingbird. Soon enough though, the ship’s engines had been repaired, and the drones detached, returning to the mysterious ship which seemed to have destroyed the nautilus fighter, before the ship disappeared into FTL. He could now begin focusing on dodging a new wave of fighters, along with the shots fired from the destroyer. His second relief would come as the Revenant would come out of FTL, bearing down upon both destroyers. This would allow him to put some distance between him and the firefight. \nHe was successfully able to head into FTL himself, and let out a sigh of relief, before getting up to see how the others were fairing. He would find out that Lyoko in an effort to keep Anthony alive had swallowed him whole, which made sense in this instance since they seemed to produce some sort of healing liquid within. It would be enough to stabilize him and a couple of hours later, Lyoko would spit Anthony out, who while slightly dizzy and confused, was thankful that he was alive. “Hell of an escape, huh?” Folmye would say, which would get the other three laughing, and even a few stray chuckles from the Kah’Var. “How’d you take to being eaten, hmm?” Maxwell would playfully tease.\n\n“Rather strange.” Was all that Anthony would say, grabbing a nearby towel to wipe the slime off his body with. “Though it brings up a thought within my mind. Supposedly your kind can transform others into Neovoral, yes?” Maxwell would nod, seeing where this would likely go. The others saw it too, as they were familiar with other species sometimes wanting to convert, especially humans. Maxwell would speak up. “Are you sure you would want to go through with it? I’ve seen those converted regret their decision after a while.” Anthony would practically snap back. “Don’t you see? I’ve got Zorlax chasing me endlessly! Any family I had are dead! I’m exiled from my own planet…” Anthony let out a sigh.\n“Yes, I’m sure. Zorlax want me to disappear so badly, I’ll make myself disappear then.” Maxwell would nod, understanding what it’s like to be chased, as they all had been at some point. “Very well.” Maxwell would say. “Do you have a preference to which of us cocoons you?” Anthony would shake his head. “You can do it.” The other three would give him a hug, as he and Maxwell went to the back of the ship. “You know I’ll have to fuck you, right? It’s required to inject various enzymes required for the conversion process.” To this, Anthony would let out a chuckle. “I expected such from a species like yours.” Maxwell joined in the chuckling. “It can be done through kissing, but it takes far longer.”\n\n“It’s the last time I’ll have this body; I don’t mind being fucked.” The Kah’Var would say, taking off his clothes, before folding them up. “I’ll go easy.” Maxwell would say, as he took off his singular piece of clothing, working away at his member to get it hard. “No need, I’ve had worse.” Once hard, he would look over at Anthony, who was standing in front of him. “So, how do you want me-” Maxwell is cut off as Anthony got on and slid his entire length into him in one fell swoop. The two would sit there and stare at each other as Anthony slowly began riding the darkly colored Neovoral. Maxwell had to admit, he was tight, but he felt rather nice. He held onto the tall insectoid as he was ridden.\nWhile he hadn’t had sex like this in a very long time, he remembered all the tricks and methods, and was intent on making this rather enjoyable for Maxwell. Anthony panted softly, finding it to be strange, but not unpleasant. His body certainly seemed to enjoy it as his cock was hard, and throbbing softly. Over time, he would speed up, detecting the subtle shifts of Maxwell’s body as he got closer to orgasm. Although Maxwell hadn’t planned on finishing so early, Anthony had somehow gotten him to the edge after just a few minutes of riding. From there, he would shove his cock all the way in and let out a low growl as he came. He wouldn’t admit it, but he was unable to hold himself back from cumming quickly.\n\nAnthony let out a sigh, cumming along with Maxwell, though the Neovoral didn’t notice, as he was focused on depositing a singular egg within the Kah’Var. As his orgasm died down, Maxwell spoke up. “There we go, you’re primed, now I’ll start cocooning you.” Anthony would nod, as the darkly colored Neovoral began snuggling him and covering him in lots of slime, which would thicken up and begin to form a cocoon around the soon to be Neovoral. Soon enough, the cocoon was done, and all they had to do was wait about a month or so. Maxwell would watch over the cocoon for a bit, before getting up and heading to the table. He would find the others talking to a hologram. “So, I’m correct in assuming that Anthony is dead?” The Zorlax agent would ask. \n“Yes, he was ejected through a hole in the hull when your fucking destroyers blew a hole through my ship!” Maxwell couldn’t remember the last time he heard Folmye this angry, but he couldn’t blame him. “I apologize on behalf of the Zorlax Syndicate, allow us to compensate you with some currency transfers-” Folmye would interrupt, his voice still laced with anger. “I want this ship whitelisted within Zorlax territory! Then I’ll let it slide.” The agent hesitated, before speaking “Very well, but that’s all.” Maxwell could hear a bit of annoyance within the agent’s voice, and smirked. “It is done, and some credits have been transferred over. I bid you a good day.”\n\nAs the hologram was cut off, each of them saw what looked like a pistol get brought to the agent’s head, and assumed the higher ups within the syndicate were displeased with how everything went down. “Nice piloting there.” Lyoko would say. “Thanks, but I need to rest for a bit, anyone want to ride me?” Folmye would ask, to which he and Corvus would head to one of the rooms in order to de-stress. This would leave Lyoko and Maxwell alone together. The two would sit down and split a pizza together. “So… want help with lasting longer?” Lyoko would nearly choke on his food as he hears this. “Saw you struggling earlier, buddy. Thought I could help.” Lyoko could only hide his face in his hands in embarrassment.\nMaxwell, seeing this, would get up and bring Lyoko to the ground, wiggling his ass against the flustered Neovoral. Soon enough, he was hard, and Maxwell would take his shaft into his ass, slowly riding it. “I’ve got a few methods I can teach you, and the first one is clenching your internals as if trying to not piss.” Maxwell would bring Lyoko to the edge and instruct him to do so. Though he’d end up failing pretty quickly. “Don’t worry buddy, I’m not stopping until you’ve gotten this down.” True to his word, he would keep on riding. Lyoko would end up having orgasm after orgasm, but slowly and surely, his endurance would increase. By the end of it, Lyoko could last for 10 whole minutes.\n\nHis newly hardened endurance would also allow him to masturbate for far longer periods. Something he would put to the test as Maxwell instructed him to edge for an entire hour. He would succeed, but his resulting cumshot would hit Maxwell in the face, who could only chuckle in response. Afterwards, Lyoko was pretty sleepy from cumming so much, and went off to sleep, which left Maxwell to himself. He’d replay todays events a couple times within his head, thankful that it had all gone well in the end. Since he had nothing better to do, he’d spend a couple hours tidying the ship and cleaning up anything that had moved during the battle. From there, he’d head off to bed, wondering how Anthony would look.\nA month later, he would find out. As he was in the back of the ship, looking for something, he heard a squelchy sound, followed by the sight of the new Neovoral breaking out of their cocoon. Maxwell didn’t even hesitate, and brought the newly converted being into his arms, hugging tightly. The new Neovoral was tall, very tall. Nearly the same height as their former species. Maxwell let go to look over them and saw they had a leopard print pattern. While they weren’t as dark in shade as Maxwell, they weren’t too far off, likely the second darkest. Their third color seemed to be a shade of pink. What surprised Maxwell the most was how thin they were, especially in comparison to him.\n\nHe had expected him to have the same body shape as him and the others, but he supposed it was nice that there was someone thinner on board now. Though his hips seemed a bit thick, along with his ass. Maxwell could feel his cock twitch at the thought of being ridden by them. “H-how do you feel, Anthony” He would ask, surprised that he stuttered. The Neovoral convert would only chuckle, having picked up on the stutter. “I feel amazing, and you’re about to as well.” Without another word, the Neovoral pushed Maxwell to the ground and began riding him, getting a feel for his new body. Maxwell could only lay there, feeling just how tight this new Anthony seemed to be, it truly was amazing, as he said.\nSince Maxwell had not been prepared, he would end up cumming only a few minutes later. As his orgasm died down, Anthony laid against him, gently caressing his face. “Like my little gift, hmm?” Maxwell could only chuckle, almost submissive at this point. “Hehe, sorry, I couldn’t help it.” Maxwell finally regained his composure, speaking up. “It’s fine, I’m sure it felt nice to use your body like that.” Anthony would nod, feeling around his own body, and what he’s packing down below. Afterwards, he got off Maxwell and helped him up. “I assume you’ll want another name to further distance yourself from your old life?” The tall Neovoral pondered for a bit, before smiling. “How about Traze?”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Within the Hummingbird sat Lyoko who had just finished masturbating, though he was disappointed, and for a specific reason. Ever since the other day, Lyoko realized that he was a bit of a hair trigger, cumming far easier than any of the others. As such, he wanted to see how long he could hold out from simple masturbation. That plan worked for about a couple minutes before he ended up making a mess all over his hand. Now, he was trying to edge to see if that would help at all. He had to keep reminding himself that his goal wasn’t to pleasure himself to orgasm, but to try and build up his endurance. So far, it seemed to be going well, but that wouldn’t last very long for the poor Neovoral.
He found his hand suddenly going faster and huffed as he slowed it back down to a reasonable speed. However, the problem would only keep happening again and again as his mind wandered through various horny thoughts. He was already leaking a surprising amount of precum by now, showing him just how horny he really was, and since he didn’t want to make another mess, he decided to put on a condom. As he resumed stroking, he couldn’t help but admit how nice the condom felt, the tightness of it, how it would keep the mess contained, etc. Lyoko shook his head, trying to clear his mind of all the overly horny thoughts. This was going to be more difficult than he thought, it seemed.

He huffed more, feeling his cock begin to throb a lot, before switching to his other hand to go even slower. While more difficult, this seemed to help a little bit, and he thought he could let go of his worry over cumming too quickly. However, the pleasure kept silently building up within. Lyoko would stop for a few moments, holding his cock in one hand and just staring at it. He admired the ridged appearance. The pleasure was still rising, but since he wasn’t masturbating, it was hidden underneath, bubbling up like soda, and it was ready to erupt. The second he started stroking again, his pleasure levels skyrocketed. This would stir a bit of panic within him as he now had to fight off the urge to cum.
He immediately let go of his cock, in hopes that perhaps him not touching himself would allow him to pull back. It didn’t work, and he could still feel the orgasm creeping up on him. He began shaking his dick around, before getting up and hopping from one leg to another, trying everything to shake off his imminent climax. Nothing worked, and the tingly feeling only grew. There was nothing he could do but accept his fate, feeling his cock throb wildly as he entered his climax. Lyoko watched as his cum filled the condom quite a bit. His orgasm would last for about a minute. Afterwards with a defeated sigh, he discarded the used condom and made his way back to his bed, before sleeping.

Unbeknownst to him, Maxwell had seen him struggling and had begun gathering some methods to last longer from pleasure throughout the night. Morning would come, and the four sat at the table for breakfast. It had been Corvus’s turn to cook for the others, and he had chosen a simple human dish by the name of pancakes. The pancakes themselves were drizzled with some crimsap syrup for a sweeter and slightly tart flavor and topped with a handful of vimberries that would add a small fruity kick along with a bit of caffeine to help wake up these sleepy boys. Along with that, they drank some sunvine melon juice, a particular favorite of Folmye originally, but soon became loved by all.
“So, I found my old phosphorus rig within storage, and I was thinking we swing by the Spire to acquire some product from Anthony and have ourselves a fun time for the weekend. What do you all think?” The others agreed, so Folmye would redirect his ship, and a couple hours later, they would pull into one of the station’s hangars. From there, Lyoko would call up Anthony. Though when he answered, he seemed rather distraught. Lyoko would pick up on this and ask if he was alright. “Not particularly.” Anthony would respond. “Seems the syndicate won’t leave me alone, and I’ve gotten reports of syndicate agents throughout the entire bloody station.

Lyoko nodded, along with the other three Neovorals. Folmye especially knew how troublesome the syndicate could be, due to past experiences. “I don’t ask this often, but I’ll likely need help.” Again, Lyoko nodded, willing to help in whatever way he could. “Come up to my apartment, we’ll discuss a plan there.” Anthony would say, before ending the call. The four of them would arrive at Anthony’s door soon enough. The Kah’Var would pull them inside quickly, before locking the door. As they looked around, they saw everything packed away in hovercrates. “I’ll admit, I feel bad trying to use you to escape this station, but I’ve got no other choice.” Anthony would exclaim.
Before Lyoko could say anything, Maxwell would speak up. “We understand what it’s like to be hunted down.” The other three would nod, as they looked over the crates. “What would you have us do?” Folmye would ask. “I’ve packed up the supply of phosphorus vials, along with other related items. Provided we don’t encounter any agents, we should be able to make a dash to your ship with these.” Anthony would say, as the Kah’Var threw on a coat. “Let’s just get this over with.” Corvus would nervously say, as he began pushing a crate towards the door. The other three would do the same, and there were luckily only five crates in total. “Alright, let’s go.” They would grab the crates and move forward towards the door.

Maxwell would be the first to exit the room, followed by Lyoko, Anthony, Corvus, and Folmye. They would form a sort of diamond around the Kah’Var, serving a dual purpose to both protect him, and unintentionally making it look more official than it was. They’d make it about three quarters of the way before they’d encounter resistance in the form of a small group of Zorlax agents disguised as security. One of the six agents approached and questioned the Neovorals. “Security inspection, what cargo are you carrying?” Maxwell would answer on the spot, claiming it to be crates full of food and drinks for them, among other things. Though the agent could tell they were lying.
They didn’t even hesitate, seeing that they had the Kah’Var they were looking for. The six of them drew blasters and began firing. Fortunately for the agents, this was a rather sparse part of the station, pretty much a big hallway leading to the hangar bay. Fortunately for Anthony and his temporary Neovoral guards, they were bulky and would take the hits pretty well. Though one of the agents would fire several well-placed shots that would slip through and hit Anthony. Maxwell had had enough, and barreled towards the group, knocking four of them to the ground, as Lyoko and Corvus began pushing the crates down the hallway at a fast pace, feeling the burn of plasma hitting their backs.

Folmye would barrel past as well, knocking one of the agents out, before getting to his ship and warming up the engines. By now, nearby Zorlax agents had noticed the commotion, and received word through a secret channel they shared on where everything was taking place. Thankfully for the now three Neovorals, there was a bit of actual security around the hangar bay, and a firefight would soon ensue. Anthony would make it onto the ship, before taking a high-powered plasma bolt from a sniper up above. While it threw him further into the ship, it nearly killed him, as it left a large wound on his back, and partly through him. He was lucky to be alive, but he would worry about that later.
Right now, he watched the three Neovorals holding back about 11 agents from entering the ship. Anthony would pull out his own blaster, doing his best to ignore the constant pain as he fired a few shots to scatter the agents. It was effective enough to allow the three Neovoral into the ship, and for Folmye to close the doors, before blasting out of the hangar bay. Though their problems had only started, as nearby, two Zorlax destroyers decloaked, and launched fighters. Folmye would have to put his piloting skills to the test, as he began dodging and weaving through dozens of fighters and eventually far more nimble interceptors. He was doing well so far, though his shields had taken a few hits.

Though the Zorlax destroyers would soon turn the tide, as they launched a nautilus fighter. Folmye would find out why these autonomous fighters were feared by all pilots, as with every maneuver he made, it seemed to adapt and match him turn for turn. Using one of its railguns, it would fire a well-placed shot that would temporarily disable the FTL drive on board the Hummingbird, though Corvus was already back there trying to repair it. Lyoko tended to the wounded Kah’Var as best as he could, but he was quickly losing hope, while Maxwell was up front with Folmye, tending to the systems of the ship. The nautilus began to use its chemical laser to rapidly drain the shields of the Hummingbird.
“Shields down!” Maxwell would exclaim, as the entire console exploded in his face, throwing him back a little bit. This would be followed by another well placed shot from the nautilus, disabling the ship’s engines, and Folmye could only watch as the two destroyers slowly approached the knocked-out vessel. Though their attention would be taken away as a small purple ship came out of nowhere and began firing upon the nautilus. This would allow the Hummingbird’s crew to focus on repairs and survival, as the nautilus had deemed the mystery ship a bigger target. Several smaller ships would seemingly be dispensed from this mystery ship and begin attacking the destroyers.

A few of these would attach to the Hummingbird and begin external repairs, which relieved Folmye. Though his relief was brief, as one of the destroyers broke off and began trying to fire upon the Hummingbird. Soon enough though, the ship’s engines had been repaired, and the drones detached, returning to the mysterious ship which seemed to have destroyed the nautilus fighter, before the ship disappeared into FTL. He could now begin focusing on dodging a new wave of fighters, along with the shots fired from the destroyer. His second relief would come as the Revenant would come out of FTL, bearing down upon both destroyers. This would allow him to put some distance between him and the firefight.
He was successfully able to head into FTL himself, and let out a sigh of relief, before getting up to see how the others were fairing. He would find out that Lyoko in an effort to keep Anthony alive had swallowed him whole, which made sense in this instance since they seemed to produce some sort of healing liquid within. It would be enough to stabilize him and a couple of hours later, Lyoko would spit Anthony out, who while slightly dizzy and confused, was thankful that he was alive. “Hell of an escape, huh?” Folmye would say, which would get the other three laughing, and even a few stray chuckles from the Kah’Var. “How’d you take to being eaten, hmm?” Maxwell would playfully tease.

“Rather strange.” Was all that Anthony would say, grabbing a nearby towel to wipe the slime off his body with. “Though it brings up a thought within my mind. Supposedly your kind can transform others into Neovoral, yes?” Maxwell would nod, seeing where this would likely go. The others saw it too, as they were familiar with other species sometimes wanting to convert, especially humans. Maxwell would speak up. “Are you sure you would want to go through with it? I’ve seen those converted regret their decision after a while.” Anthony would practically snap back. “Don’t you see? I’ve got Zorlax chasing me endlessly! Any family I had are dead! I’m exiled from my own planet…” Anthony let out a sigh.
“Yes, I’m sure. Zorlax want me to disappear so badly, I’ll make myself disappear then.” Maxwell would nod, understanding what it’s like to be chased, as they all had been at some point. “Very well.” Maxwell would say. “Do you have a preference to which of us cocoons you?” Anthony would shake his head. “You can do it.” The other three would give him a hug, as he and Maxwell went to the back of the ship. “You know I’ll have to fuck you, right? It’s required to inject various enzymes required for the conversion process.” To this, Anthony would let out a chuckle. “I expected such from a species like yours.” Maxwell joined in the chuckling. “It can be done through kissing, but it takes far longer.”

“It’s the last time I’ll have this body; I don’t mind being fucked.” The Kah’Var would say, taking off his clothes, before folding them up. “I’ll go easy.” Maxwell would say, as he took off his singular piece of clothing, working away at his member to get it hard. “No need, I’ve had worse.” Once hard, he would look over at Anthony, who was standing in front of him. “So, how do you want me-” Maxwell is cut off as Anthony got on and slid his entire length into him in one fell swoop. The two would sit there and stare at each other as Anthony slowly began riding the darkly colored Neovoral. Maxwell had to admit, he was tight, but he felt rather nice. He held onto the tall insectoid as he was ridden.
While he hadn’t had sex like this in a very long time, he remembered all the tricks and methods, and was intent on making this rather enjoyable for Maxwell. Anthony panted softly, finding it to be strange, but not unpleasant. His body certainly seemed to enjoy it as his cock was hard, and throbbing softly. Over time, he would speed up, detecting the subtle shifts of Maxwell’s body as he got closer to orgasm. Although Maxwell hadn’t planned on finishing so early, Anthony had somehow gotten him to the edge after just a few minutes of riding. From there, he would shove his cock all the way in and let out a low growl as he came. He wouldn’t admit it, but he was unable to hold himself back from cumming quickly.

Anthony let out a sigh, cumming along with Maxwell, though the Neovoral didn’t notice, as he was focused on depositing a singular egg within the Kah’Var. As his orgasm died down, Maxwell spoke up. “There we go, you’re primed, now I’ll start cocooning you.” Anthony would nod, as the darkly colored Neovoral began snuggling him and covering him in lots of slime, which would thicken up and begin to form a cocoon around the soon to be Neovoral. Soon enough, the cocoon was done, and all they had to do was wait about a month or so. Maxwell would watch over the cocoon for a bit, before getting up and heading to the table. He would find the others talking to a hologram. “So, I’m correct in assuming that Anthony is dead?” The Zorlax agent would ask.
“Yes, he was ejected through a hole in the hull when your fucking destroyers blew a hole through my ship!” Maxwell couldn’t remember the last time he heard Folmye this angry, but he couldn’t blame him. “I apologize on behalf of the Zorlax Syndicate, allow us to compensate you with some currency transfers-” Folmye would interrupt, his voice still laced with anger. “I want this ship whitelisted within Zorlax territory! Then I’ll let it slide.” The agent hesitated, before speaking “Very well, but that’s all.” Maxwell could hear a bit of annoyance within the agent’s voice, and smirked. “It is done, and some credits have been transferred over. I bid you a good day.”

As the hologram was cut off, each of them saw what looked like a pistol get brought to the agent’s head, and assumed the higher ups within the syndicate were displeased with how everything went down. “Nice piloting there.” Lyoko would say. “Thanks, but I need to rest for a bit, anyone want to ride me?” Folmye would ask, to which he and Corvus would head to one of the rooms in order to de-stress. This would leave Lyoko and Maxwell alone together. The two would sit down and split a pizza together. “So… want help with lasting longer?” Lyoko would nearly choke on his food as he hears this. “Saw you struggling earlier, buddy. Thought I could help.” Lyoko could only hide his face in his hands in embarrassment.
Maxwell, seeing this, would get up and bring Lyoko to the ground, wiggling his ass against the flustered Neovoral. Soon enough, he was hard, and Maxwell would take his shaft into his ass, slowly riding it. “I’ve got a few methods I can teach you, and the first one is clenching your internals as if trying to not piss.” Maxwell would bring Lyoko to the edge and instruct him to do so. Though he’d end up failing pretty quickly. “Don’t worry buddy, I’m not stopping until you’ve gotten this down.” True to his word, he would keep on riding. Lyoko would end up having orgasm after orgasm, but slowly and surely, his endurance would increase. By the end of it, Lyoko could last for 10 whole minutes.

His newly hardened endurance would also allow him to masturbate for far longer periods. Something he would put to the test as Maxwell instructed him to edge for an entire hour. He would succeed, but his resulting cumshot would hit Maxwell in the face, who could only chuckle in response. Afterwards, Lyoko was pretty sleepy from cumming so much, and went off to sleep, which left Maxwell to himself. He’d replay todays events a couple times within his head, thankful that it had all gone well in the end. Since he had nothing better to do, he’d spend a couple hours tidying the ship and cleaning up anything that had moved during the battle. From there, he’d head off to bed, wondering how Anthony would look.
A month later, he would find out. As he was in the back of the ship, looking for something, he heard a squelchy sound, followed by the sight of the new Neovoral breaking out of their cocoon. Maxwell didn’t even hesitate, and brought the newly converted being into his arms, hugging tightly. The new Neovoral was tall, very tall. Nearly the same height as their former species. Maxwell let go to look over them and saw they had a leopard print pattern. While they weren’t as dark in shade as Maxwell, they weren’t too far off, likely the second darkest. Their third color seemed to be a shade of pink. What surprised Maxwell the most was how thin they were, especially in comparison to him.

He had expected him to have the same body shape as him and the others, but he supposed it was nice that there was someone thinner on board now. Though his hips seemed a bit thick, along with his ass. Maxwell could feel his cock twitch at the thought of being ridden by them. “H-how do you feel, Anthony” He would ask, surprised that he stuttered. The Neovoral convert would only chuckle, having picked up on the stutter. “I feel amazing, and you’re about to as well.” Without another word, the Neovoral pushed Maxwell to the ground and began riding him, getting a feel for his new body. Maxwell could only lay there, feeling just how tight this new Anthony seemed to be, it truly was amazing, as he said.
Since Maxwell had not been prepared, he would end up cumming only a few minutes later. As his orgasm died down, Anthony laid against him, gently caressing his face. “Like my little gift, hmm?” Maxwell could only chuckle, almost submissive at this point. “Hehe, sorry, I couldn’t help it.” Maxwell finally regained his composure, speaking up. “It’s fine, I’m sure it felt nice to use your body like that.” Anthony would nod, feeling around his own body, and what he’s packing down below. Afterwards, he got off Maxwell and helped him up. “I assume you’ll want another name to further distance yourself from your old life?” The tall Neovoral pondered for a bit, before smiling. “How about Traze?”", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Neovoral Stories: Conversion", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "2", "views": "69" }