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Just a story I decided to write on a whim for a friend.

This was the first story I ever wrote, and I'm working on uploading all my stories to Inkbunny in no particular order.

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The boss didn’t like to be kept waiting. ‘Time is money,’ he always said.\n\nThe office was as neat and organized as anyone would expect a boss’s office to look. There was a plush red carpet, a dark mahogany desk in the back center of the room, and several odd, small statues of figures or shapes. Over the years, various awards presented to the company stood in a display case on the right side of the room. As expected, the cabinet was very full. \n\n“Chris, I’m giving you a secret project.” Her boss spun around in his chair to face her with a dead serious look. Without giving any formalities, the usual with him, straight to the point.\n\n“Oh? Like what?” She had only worked on small-time projects before, like checking the math on other professor’s projects and cleanup work. ‘This is my chance to show off that I have a degree in astrophysics,’ she thought.\n\n“NASA is asking us to redesign their suits. This is a big deal, Chris, right from the top. Again, this is TOP SECRET. If I hear a word about this leaking, I’m launching you into space without a suit.”\n\nShe looked at him with a sense of urgency and utmost seriousness. “Any specifics?”\n\n“Total overhaul.” He said, throwing his arms in the air. “Material, waste disposal systems, oxygen tanks, everything.”\n\n“Oh wow…” She said, eyes wide and shocked, “And you’re trusting me with this?”\n\n“Not alone. You’re getting a partner. NASA sent over one of their top scientists to assist you. He’ll send all your details tomorrow and arrive in a month or so. You know how it is: delays, delays, delays. Also, to ensure this doesn’t leak to anyone, I’ve arranged for two empty rooms down in your basement to be refurnished and turned into a small apartment of sorts. Kitchen, beds, living room, and the works. We’ll provide groceries if you two provide a list every week or two.”\n\nThis was huge. No one has ever received this kind of treatment at Space Tech. NASA must not be joking around. “I won’t let you down, sir.”\n\n“Good. Everything should be set up by tomorrow. Dismissed.” He waved her away with his hand and turned around in his chair. Chris knew well enough that that meant to leave. The boss never joked around.\n\n* * *\n\nThe next day, as the boss promised, two of the empty basement rooms were converted to apartment-esque living quarters. The details of her assignment were also sent to the basement. A large box was in one of the two converted rooms. \n\nChris tried to lift the box but found it was too heavy. Instead, she sat on the floor and opened the box right where it was. Strangely, inside were only two things: A manilla envelope and a large cryofreeze tube about the size of her forearm. She picked up the heavy tube and found it was still cold. “Whoa, NASA tech.” \n\nShe moved it around in her hands, inspecting it. The tube itself was made of a type of metal, and the ends of it were screwed on with pull tabs, like on a child’s toy keeping the batteries from being used. “That’s just weird. Looks more dorky than anything. I can’t even see inside.”\n\nSetting aside the cryotube, she reached for the envelope. Ripping it open revealed many papers, forms, and a handwritten letter. She poured them all out of the envelope. “Guess I have some light reading to do.” Her eye drifted to the handwritten letter. She couldn’t help it. She began to read,\n\nHello Chris,\n\nMy name is Professor Mardelo. Despite my complaints, we have been assigned to work together on this project. However, there is no reason we can’t work together as long as you listen to me. The new suit is within this Cryotube, which I have reluctantly been told to send ahead of time. I request you not open it until I arrive, in about 20 days. For reasons I cannot disclose in a letter, I MUST not be exposed to human skin in the wrong conditions. \n\nReluctantly yours,\n\nJ. Mardelo\n\nThis did not amuse Chris. “What a jerk. I’ve been working with Space Tech for ten years. I think I can handle my way around some new experimental material. I’ll wear gloves. Or some shit.” She didn’t like being spoken down to. She reached for the tube and violently pulled one of the tabs. Vapors spewed out of the hole left behind. “What about that, Dr. Mardelo?”\n\nJust as she would pull more tabs, she had a thought. “Wait, I need to get that grocery list. I’m going to be trapped in here soon.” She put the tube back in the box, got up, and wandered off to find some scrap paper.\n\nLater that night, in her new room, she took all her clothes off. “Finally, what a busy day.” Her penis was now free; it dangled there and waited for her usual nightly rituals. “Know what? Nah, bro.” She was stressed. She could bring some things from home, but they were all checked for security reasons. She did manage to smuggle one box past security with other lab equipment. The one box that mattered the most. \n\nShe went to her new closet and opened the box. Diapers. Many packages of diapers. She may have been a sensible girl with a Master's in Astrophysics and a decent social life and standing, but she had this secret. It was, in fact, the key to her success in the lab. Many wondered how she got so much done all the time. She didn’t need bathroom breaks. She even tailored her lab coat to go longer than standard to hide the diaper bulge. But how did she hide all the diapers in the bathrooms? She had a private bathroom that she was in charge of keeping clean. The benefits of working in the basement.\n\n“I need to relax,” she said. She ripped open a fresh pack of diapers—not just any diapers, either, but BunnyHopps ABDL diapers, her favorite. Taking a big sniff of a fresh diaper and savoring the smell, she let out a big sigh of relief. “Hello, my friends.” The fresh smell of baby powder was almost soothing to her. She crinkled the diapers to loosen up the filling. \n\nShe walked to the bed and laid down, putting the diaper underneath her rear. Reaching for the baby powder and baby oil, she always kept it at her bedside; she applied a fresh layer of baby powder to the inside of the diaper and baby oil to her groin. As she folded her diaper, the crinkles got louder. Small poofs of powder came out the edges as the diaper reached the top. Using one hand to keep it up and the other to do up the tapes, the diaper was finally on.\n\nShe felt so much better already. Her dad always hated this hobby of hers; it wasn’t a fun time growing up because of it. However, she was an adult, making big money working at Space Tech; she could do whatever she wanted. “Relaxation mode almost complete.” She dove into a box of unsorted casual clothes and found her pink shimipan striped thigh-high socks and arm gloves. Slipping them on, she finally felt complete and relaxed. She was looking like a total weirdo to anyone else.\n\nShe reached down to her now diapered crotch and pressed into it. She could feel her erection growing, forming a small bulge in her diaper. Rubbing it, she started to moan. It felt so good. This is just what she needed after a long day of moving supplies. She kept stroking, increasing the friction and speed. The material of the diaper felt so good on her now fully erect penis. \n\nShe didn’t know how much time had passed but was reaching the climax. She increased her speed. Her moans increased, both in volume and in intensity. Finally, she exploded. Cum burst forth from her dick, coating the inside of her diaper, increasing the volume of the diaper. She was panting now, exhausted from masturbating for so long. Her dick slowly shriveled, returning to its usual state. \n\nThen, she felt it. She had to pee. She didn’t need a bathroom, though; she was wearing one. She let go. Pee began to fill the diaper, swelling up. The cute bunny pattern slowly turns yellow. After about a minute, she was done. A wet diaper. Another benefit of working in the basement was that it did smell musty, so it overpowered any smells of wet or soiled diapers. “Well, time to be kinda responsible,” Chris said to herself. She got up and went to make herself food. The entire time, she couldn’t help but think that she was forgetting something.\n\n* * *\n\nLater that night, she was finally asleep. It didn’t take long once she finally laid down and tried, but there were so many other things to accomplish that day. The lights were out, the alarm set and all was quiet—except for the rattling of one box.\n\nThe box in question held a partially thawed cryotube. Oozing from a small hole emerged a purple goo-like substance. Slowly, it emerged from the opening left by the pull tab. As it spatted into the box, the tube let off what little cold remained. It was cold, very cold. It had been in a cryotube for a very long time, after all. It craved warmth, something warm, anything warm. \n\nIt struggled to climb the inside of the box, but the box tipped over instead. The cryotube rolled over the goo stuck to the tube as it rolled. As the tube stopped, it pulled itself off with a *pop*. It slowly crept towards the bed. It reached the top by climbing the metal legs and leaving a slime trail. Of course, there was a living being in the bed. The goo kept oozing towards the warm, slumbering body. It reached the edge of Chris’s exposed torso. It reached out and touched him. Yes, very warm. It felt the diaper. VERY warm. \n\nA tough choice. Thinking about its primary objective, it slithered onto Chris’s stomach for a better look. Exposed, a prime target. There, a hole. It saw Chris’s mouth wide open. Her doctor always told her she was a mouth breather, but Chris never knew this would be a consequence of that. It slithered up Chris’s body.\n\nChris wiggled and squirmed. “No… stop it….” This did not deter the slime. It continued to crawl up her body. It made its way to her collarbone. Looking in her mouth, it could see it. A perfect target. It wriggled back and leaped forward. It’s goal: Assimilation. Diving in with one swift motion was its specialty. Chris didn’t even notice anything went down her throat. It continued its way down her esophagus and down to her stomach. This is where its plan would begin—assimilation from the inside out.\n\n\n* * *\n\nThe next morning, Chris felt weird. Not a bad weird, but just plain weird. She had a weird dream that she was trying to slurp Jello, but it just wasn’t going down right. She rose out of bed and stretched. Looking down at her diaper, she saw it was full, as usual. Ever since she started wearing, she fancied the idea of being incontinent again but knew it just wasn’t truly feasible. She still made it a point to use the bathroom in public, but she would still wear diapers while at the lab.\n\nShe walked to the bathroom to get a fresh change. It was the weekend, so she was going to enjoy her time as best she could while cooped up in this newly furnished lab. She turned on the lights and saw that they did follow her special request. There was now a special bin in the corner of the bathroom with a foot pedal—the new diaper bin. She ripped the tape off the very heavy diaper around her waist. It fell to the floor with a satisfying plop. \n\nHowever, what she saw was not what she expected. She wets during the night; she knew that, and occasionally, she would make it burst with how much she wets during the night, but this was nothing she’d ever seen before. A thick, purple liquid was smothered across the inside of the diaper. No wonder it was so heavy. \n\n“What the hell is that?!” She looked down and was just as horrified to see that her groin area was smothered in the goop as well. She slowly reached down to touch the goop. It was sticky like peanut butter. As she pulled her fingers away, the goop string started falling towards the floor like slime. She looked behind her only to confirm her fears; her ass was covered in the goop too. “Ummmmmm….” She was lost and panicking at the same time. “Shower!”\n\nShe bolted to the shower merely steps away from her. Turning on the hot water, she hoped that the hot water would, at the very least, loosen the hold the goop had on her body. The comfort of the hot water was lost among the worry. The water hit the goop and only partially loosened it; if anything, it was slimmer. The goop began to cover her legs and stick to them now. “Oh god!”\n\nThat’s not going to help, you know?\n\nChris stopped. Did she hear voices in her panic? Oh well, that didn’t matter; water wasn’t helping. She turned the shower off. Stepping out of the shower, she reached for a towel. Trying to dry herself off, she found the towel stuck to the goop, which took much longer than anticipated. She didn’t even bother trying to wrap herself up in a towel. There’s no one there but her anyway, and the towel would have stuck to the goop.\n\nShe was racking her brain while walking out. “What the hell could this be? Where did it come from? More importantly, how can I get it ooOO-“Suddenly, she stepped on something and found herself falling to the ground. With a bounce, she hit the ground ass first. The goop cushioned her fall. “Huh. Interesting.” She looked around for what she tripped on. It was the cryotube.\n\nOops, you better watch where you’re going.\n\nThere was that voice again. Enough of that, though. How did the cryotube roll all the way over here? She inspected it and found a small trail of residue on the cap. “Hold on, there’s some on the carpet too.” She got on her hands and knees and inspected the trail of residue she found on the carpet. Following it one way, it led to a spilled box. “The box that Professor Mardelo sent me.” She traced the path the rest of the way. Up the legs of the bed, to the sheets, and it stopped there. \n\nWell, you found me.\n\nIt all came together. Whatever it was in the cryotube escaped because she pulled one of the tabs, found her while she was asleep, and did something to her. “Oh no. That explains the slime.” But she had no idea what was in there. It could have been anything; that letter didn’t tell her anything. \n\nIf you want to know, ask.\n\n“Did you just read my mind?”\n\nNo, I’m part of your mind. I fused with your brain last night. We are now one.\n\n‘This is bad,’ she thought. ‘I’ve been fused with some kind of sentient…. thing from NASA.’\n\nI am not from NASA; I am from space. This NASA thing kidnapped me from my home planet, and you’re going to help me get revenge.\n\n“What? No, I’m not!” But it was too late. They were already fused, and there was no going back.\n\nYour blood is slime, I am fused with your brain, and there is no going back. We must first make you more suitable. We Blangie prefer our hosts a certain way.\n\nChris suddenly became very hot. So hot she began sweating. So much sweat was pouring from every pore of her body. To her horror, what was coming out of her wasn’t sweat; it was purple, like the goo around her groin. It flowed down her arms, her back, her chest, everywhere. Her tall, thick black hair was falling out in chunks as the sweat coated her head. It wasn’t long before her skin was dark purple, just a purple-tinted bald human being. The goo covering her groin did not waver.\n\nThere was a sudden tingling in her hands. She looked at her newly tinted purple hands. Her fingers began to shrink and become stouter while her thumb faded into her hand completely—no thumbs for her now. Watching in horror, her fingers shrank into stumpy digits. A sharp pain in the new tips of her fingers was causing great pain. She fell to her knees, holding her hands to her purple chest. The pain suddenly stopped. She looked; they were paws! Claws sprouted from the tips of her old fingers, and she even had pads. She didn’t like the looks of this.\n\nWhere I’m from, we like our hosts to be a little hairier. \n\nHer arms tingled. She could not feel anything else but shock and horror at this point. Hair was starting to grow from her arms. And not normal body hair either, purple fur. It grew from every pore, covering her arms and new paws. Curiosity got the better of her; she rubbed her arms against her chest. It felt like the softest fur coat money could buy, like a dog fresh out of the groomer. \nOh, you shouldn’t have done that.\n\n“What?” Chris asked aloud in horror. She looked down. When she rubbed her furry arms against her bare skin chest, fur was starting to grow, and it was spreading! Out of reflex, she tried to brush away the sprouting fur with her hands, now paws. But that only made it worse. New patches of fur were spreading in streaks where she tried to brush it. It was spreading faster, too! She put her hands to her face in frustration. “NO!”\n\nBad move. I swear, humans are foolish—prime subjects for assimilation. \n\nThe fur was now spreading on her face. She could feel it covering up her face. The more fur that was on her body, the faster it spread. As it reached her nose and mouth, the tingling got worse. Her face was suddenly numb as she saw her nose shrinking into her face. Her jaw started to stretch away from her face. It went further and further until there was always a snout in her vision. She reached up to touch her new snout and stopped when she saw her paws were now completely covered with fur, as were her arms. Her snout felt thin but vulpine. A small black nub sprouted at the end, and whiskers sprouted from the sides.\n\nYeah, we were searching for planets to liberate. You humans seem to have this obsession with this thing called ‘furries.’ We deemed your planet to be our next target. What luck that your astronauts captured me, right?\n\nChris knew exactly what was happening now. It must have looked inside his brain and discovered her fursona. \n\n Luckily, I found you. What a cute, what do you call it, fursona you have? I hope you like it because it’ll be your new identity.\n\nAdmittedly, Chris was into many things, including ABDL and furries. In truth, she was a real freak and liked a lot of weird shit. What luck indeed that this symbiote-like creature found her.\n\nChris felt her ears tingling. She knew what was happening now. If she was transforming into her fursona, it had fox ears. She could feel her ears growing and moving up her head. They didn’t take long to find the proper place on her head. Out of curiosity, she tried to move her ears. They twitched. She could control them now. Was she into this? No, this is a problem. This thing wants to assimilate the entire world, starting with her. More fur was sprouting from the sides of her head, making her head extra fluffy.\n\nHer legs were now tingling. Should she accept the assimilation? There was no undoing this. How can you get a symbiote out of your body anyway? Spiderman isn’t real, so the comics wouldn’t be any help. Her legs were covered in fur in no time at all. Then, her feet went numb. ‘Why have paws for hands and not feet, right?’ she thought.\n\nYes, accept your fate as my new body. I’ll give you a little treat if you do.\n\n“Treat? I like treats.” Chris said submissively. She had cracked. She could feel the progression going faster now. Before she knew it, her feet were paws. The claws were even there. Painless. A prickling feeling was making itself known above her ass. She turned her head around and tried to look at her ass. A tail was starting to sprout from her tailbone. A large, fluffy, purple tail. She watched it grow to three feet long. The tail almost had a mind of its own, but she could control it if she wanted to.\n\nGood girl. Only a few more things and you can have your treat.\n\nChris had truly submitted to the assimilation. “Yay!” The fur on the undersides of her arms, the tip of her tail, her muzzle, the insides of her ears, and her chest turned white. There were still changes to be made, though. A large tuft of fur sprouted on her chest, covering up her nipples, not like they could be seen anymore at this point. She looked down at all these changes. She looked so hot. She could feel her penis getting hard underneath the goop. Instinctively, she reached down to stroke but only touched goop.\n\nSuddenly, her penis was tingling. Changes to her penis too? ‘What’s gonna happen to my dick’ she thought. Before her eyes, she saw her dick bulge underneath the goop; then the bulge got bigger. Her dick was growing! “YAY!” Chris exclaimed airheadedly. She watched the bulge get bigger and bigger. After a few minutes of slowly growing, it stopped. Her dick was enormous now, like in all those diaper bulge pictures on Pixiv she constantly searched for.\n\nSuch a good girl you are. I’ll give you an extra treat.\n\nThe goop shook and rumbled on her body. It felt so good on her newly inflated dick. It began to come off her body in blobs, forming one giant blob in front of her. Her dick sprang free; It was easily a foot long now. Unlike the rest of her body, it was bright red and vulpine-shaped. She couldn’t help but look at it. She looked at the floating blob before her, lowered to waist height. \n\nGo ahead and have a good time with it.\n\nChris looked at the blob, and her eyes widened. She reached out with her paws, expecting her hands to get all sticky. Her paws just sunk into it, and she could move it around. She moved it in front of her new vulpine dick. Wavering for only a second, she shoved her dick right in. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt. The slimy, wet goop, warm from being on her body, constantly engulfing her dick. She couldn’t stand it any longer; she started gyrating the ball back and forth. She couldn’t help herself. It felt amazing. Moaning like she usually did during masturbation, she knelt there, moving the ball and moaning like a bitch in heat.\n\nAfter what felt like hours, she felt it; she was gonna cum. Was she going to take this step? If she did this, she would truly be too far gone. That nagging voice of reason in the back of her head kept trying to bring her back, but a new voice in her head, her lust and submissive nature, took over. She wanted this. She wanted this more than anything. She started thrusting as well. This was it, she was gonna spooge. She let out a mighty cry and let loose. Her cum was flowing out of her dick and into the slime ball. The ball grew about 3 inches by the time she was done. What ecstasy. She never felt that before, and she only wanted more. \n\nAre you done? Time for the last steps.\n\nThe orb of goo started moving on its own again and floated out of her hands. She was sad to see it go. The orb shrunk a few sizes and split into two smaller orbs. They floated there for a while. Chris just knelt there and wondered. Abruptly, the balls flew towards Chris’s chest. They stuck to her chest where her nipples were under her fur. \n\nShe could feel it. The goo was flowing into her nipples. Her body was changed so much that her nipples opened just enough that the goo could flow in, albeit slowly. Minutes passed, and the goo was absorbed. Her chest felt very full.\n\nWait for it.\n\nHer chest suddenly felt very tingly. She looked down again, looking past her muzzle. Her nipples could be seen again. Wait, they kept emerging from her fur. Her chest started to grow. Chris felt them with her paws. Her nipples were so sensitive now, and it felt so good. She kept her paws there and watched her chest grow. First, small bumps, then small hills, and then quickly into B cups. She was growing tits! She cupped them as they grew. They were so heavy and only getting heavier. They kept growing. C cups. D cups. DD cup. Were they going to stop? They were almost getting too heavy to cup now. They were firm but not too soft either. They stopped growing, about F cups. They were huge.\n\nNow, milk them.\n\nChris obeyed. She couldn’t believe she could produce milk, but her mind was too far gone to question. She did her best to pinch her nipples. Goop spewed from her nipples. It dribbled from her new, sensitive nipples and down to her groin. Her ass was tingling now, too, although this change was lost on her; she was too engrossed in milking her new tits. Her ass started to swell. \n\nShe was lost in a haze and didn’t notice what was happening. The goop dribbled down her furry body and stuck around her groin, globing together. After a few minutes, her tits were milked dry. Her rear was now larger than it was before, truly spankable and jiggly. She strained to see it; her tail blocked her view.\n\nNow look down\n\nChris obediently looked down—a smile formed on her face. A big goopy diaper was surrounding her crotch. It was not a normal size one like in her closet, but an extra large poofy one. About five diapers, all packed into one. She reached down to pat it, but she couldn’t feel anything.\n\nNow, you are truly mine. No more pleasure for you unless you’re converting another of your fellow human beings to our cause.\n\nChris continued to pat the diaper in hopes of feeling anything. Alas, nothing. \n\nThanks to you, we have a better way of controlling our drones. Of course, you and I will lead the cause, so I will not drain you of your will. However, I will keep an eye on you.\n\nChris tried to look up into her brain and asked, “But who’s first?”\n\nI believe you have a partner coming in a few weeks. A pair of drones will be more formidable than a single drone. In the meantime, Drone Unit Chw15, I will train you.\n\n“Hehe, that looks like Chwis. I wanna be called Chwis!”\n\nVery well. Let’s get to training.\n\nChwis got off her knees as best she could, though her new diaper made it difficult, and walked into her lab. There was work to be done.\n\n\t\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The Secret Project

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In the basement labs of Space Tech, Chris was working away as usual. She was a sensible girl, always working hard and plugging away at whatever project her supervisor assigned to her. She had the lab to herself most often, but people would drop by occasionally. All the better for her, though; not everyone at Space Tech was on the same page with her being non-binary.

One morning, though, the phone went off in the lab. “Doctor Chris, the boss wants to see you in his office as soon as possible. It’s of the utmost importance.” This was unusual; she was always used to working in the basement lab and not causing problems. Chris was at a good point in her work, so she set her equipment down, washed up a bit, and took the elevator to the office, floor 27.

The door dinged. “Well, that was fast,” said Janet, the secretary. “He’ll see you now.” Chris walked in hastily. The boss didn’t like to be kept waiting. ‘Time is money,’ he always said.

The office was as neat and organized as anyone would expect a boss’s office to look. There was a plush red carpet, a dark mahogany desk in the back center of the room, and several odd, small statues of figures or shapes. Over the years, various awards presented to the company stood in a display case on the right side of the room. As expected, the cabinet was very full.

“Chris, I’m giving you a secret project.” Her boss spun around in his chair to face her with a dead serious look. Without giving any formalities, the usual with him, straight to the point.

“Oh? Like what?” She had only worked on small-time projects before, like checking the math on other professor’s projects and cleanup work. ‘This is my chance to show off that I have a degree in astrophysics,’ she thought.

“NASA is asking us to redesign their suits. This is a big deal, Chris, right from the top. Again, this is TOP SECRET. If I hear a word about this leaking, I’m launching you into space without a suit.”

She looked at him with a sense of urgency and utmost seriousness. “Any specifics?”

“Total overhaul.” He said, throwing his arms in the air. “Material, waste disposal systems, oxygen tanks, everything.”

“Oh wow…” She said, eyes wide and shocked, “And you’re trusting me with this?”

“Not alone. You’re getting a partner. NASA sent over one of their top scientists to assist you. He’ll send all your details tomorrow and arrive in a month or so. You know how it is: delays, delays, delays. Also, to ensure this doesn’t leak to anyone, I’ve arranged for two empty rooms down in your basement to be refurnished and turned into a small apartment of sorts. Kitchen, beds, living room, and the works. We’ll provide groceries if you two provide a list every week or two.”

This was huge. No one has ever received this kind of treatment at Space Tech. NASA must not be joking around. “I won’t let you down, sir.”

“Good. Everything should be set up by tomorrow. Dismissed.” He waved her away with his hand and turned around in his chair. Chris knew well enough that that meant to leave. The boss never joked around.

* * *

The next day, as the boss promised, two of the empty basement rooms were converted to apartment-esque living quarters. The details of her assignment were also sent to the basement. A large box was in one of the two converted rooms.

Chris tried to lift the box but found it was too heavy. Instead, she sat on the floor and opened the box right where it was. Strangely, inside were only two things: A manilla envelope and a large cryofreeze tube about the size of her forearm. She picked up the heavy tube and found it was still cold. “Whoa, NASA tech.”

She moved it around in her hands, inspecting it. The tube itself was made of a type of metal, and the ends of it were screwed on with pull tabs, like on a child’s toy keeping the batteries from being used. “That’s just weird. Looks more dorky than anything. I can’t even see inside.”

Setting aside the cryotube, she reached for the envelope. Ripping it open revealed many papers, forms, and a handwritten letter. She poured them all out of the envelope. “Guess I have some light reading to do.” Her eye drifted to the handwritten letter. She couldn’t help it. She began to read,

Hello Chris,

My name is Professor Mardelo. Despite my complaints, we have been assigned to work together on this project. However, there is no reason we can’t work together as long as you listen to me. The new suit is within this Cryotube, which I have reluctantly been told to send ahead of time. I request you not open it until I arrive, in about 20 days. For reasons I cannot disclose in a letter, I MUST not be exposed to human skin in the wrong conditions.

Reluctantly yours,

J. Mardelo

This did not amuse Chris. “What a jerk. I’ve been working with Space Tech for ten years. I think I can handle my way around some new experimental material. I’ll wear gloves. Or some shit.” She didn’t like being spoken down to. She reached for the tube and violently pulled one of the tabs. Vapors spewed out of the hole left behind. “What about that, Dr. Mardelo?”

Just as she would pull more tabs, she had a thought. “Wait, I need to get that grocery list. I’m going to be trapped in here soon.” She put the tube back in the box, got up, and wandered off to find some scrap paper.

Later that night, in her new room, she took all her clothes off. “Finally, what a busy day.” Her penis was now free; it dangled there and waited for her usual nightly rituals. “Know what? Nah, bro.” She was stressed. She could bring some things from home, but they were all checked for security reasons. She did manage to smuggle one box past security with other lab equipment. The one box that mattered the most.

She went to her new closet and opened the box. Diapers. Many packages of diapers. She may have been a sensible girl with a Master's in Astrophysics and a decent social life and standing, but she had this secret. It was, in fact, the key to her success in the lab. Many wondered how she got so much done all the time. She didn’t need bathroom breaks. She even tailored her lab coat to go longer than standard to hide the diaper bulge. But how did she hide all the diapers in the bathrooms? She had a private bathroom that she was in charge of keeping clean. The benefits of working in the basement.

“I need to relax,” she said. She ripped open a fresh pack of diapers—not just any diapers, either, but BunnyHopps ABDL diapers, her favorite. Taking a big sniff of a fresh diaper and savoring the smell, she let out a big sigh of relief. “Hello, my friends.” The fresh smell of baby powder was almost soothing to her. She crinkled the diapers to loosen up the filling.

She walked to the bed and laid down, putting the diaper underneath her rear. Reaching for the baby powder and baby oil, she always kept it at her bedside; she applied a fresh layer of baby powder to the inside of the diaper and baby oil to her groin. As she folded her diaper, the crinkles got louder. Small poofs of powder came out the edges as the diaper reached the top. Using one hand to keep it up and the other to do up the tapes, the diaper was finally on.

She felt so much better already. Her dad always hated this hobby of hers; it wasn’t a fun time growing up because of it. However, she was an adult, making big money working at Space Tech; she could do whatever she wanted. “Relaxation mode almost complete.” She dove into a box of unsorted casual clothes and found her pink shimipan striped thigh-high socks and arm gloves. Slipping them on, she finally felt complete and relaxed. She was looking like a total weirdo to anyone else.

She reached down to her now diapered crotch and pressed into it. She could feel her erection growing, forming a small bulge in her diaper. Rubbing it, she started to moan. It felt so good. This is just what she needed after a long day of moving supplies. She kept stroking, increasing the friction and speed. The material of the diaper felt so good on her now fully erect penis.

She didn’t know how much time had passed but was reaching the climax. She increased her speed. Her moans increased, both in volume and in intensity. Finally, she exploded. Cum burst forth from her dick, coating the inside of her diaper, increasing the volume of the diaper. She was panting now, exhausted from masturbating for so long. Her dick slowly shriveled, returning to its usual state.

Then, she felt it. She had to pee. She didn’t need a bathroom, though; she was wearing one. She let go. Pee began to fill the diaper, swelling up. The cute bunny pattern slowly turns yellow. After about a minute, she was done. A wet diaper. Another benefit of working in the basement was that it did smell musty, so it overpowered any smells of wet or soiled diapers. “Well, time to be kinda responsible,” Chris said to herself. She got up and went to make herself food. The entire time, she couldn’t help but think that she was forgetting something.

* * *

Later that night, she was finally asleep. It didn’t take long once she finally laid down and tried, but there were so many other things to accomplish that day. The lights were out, the alarm set and all was quiet—except for the rattling of one box.

The box in question held a partially thawed cryotube. Oozing from a small hole emerged a purple goo-like substance. Slowly, it emerged from the opening left by the pull tab. As it spatted into the box, the tube let off what little cold remained. It was cold, very cold. It had been in a cryotube for a very long time, after all. It craved warmth, something warm, anything warm.

It struggled to climb the inside of the box, but the box tipped over instead. The cryotube rolled over the goo stuck to the tube as it rolled. As the tube stopped, it pulled itself off with a *pop*. It slowly crept towards the bed. It reached the top by climbing the metal legs and leaving a slime trail. Of course, there was a living being in the bed. The goo kept oozing towards the warm, slumbering body. It reached the edge of Chris’s exposed torso. It reached out and touched him. Yes, very warm. It felt the diaper. VERY warm.

A tough choice. Thinking about its primary objective, it slithered onto Chris’s stomach for a better look. Exposed, a prime target. There, a hole. It saw Chris’s mouth wide open. Her doctor always told her she was a mouth breather, but Chris never knew this would be a consequence of that. It slithered up Chris’s body.

Chris wiggled and squirmed. “No… stop it….” This did not deter the slime. It continued to crawl up her body. It made its way to her collarbone. Looking in her mouth, it could see it. A perfect target. It wriggled back and leaped forward. It’s goal: Assimilation. Diving in with one swift motion was its specialty. Chris didn’t even notice anything went down her throat. It continued its way down her esophagus and down to her stomach. This is where its plan would begin—assimilation from the inside out.


* * *

The next morning, Chris felt weird. Not a bad weird, but just plain weird. She had a weird dream that she was trying to slurp Jello, but it just wasn’t going down right. She rose out of bed and stretched. Looking down at her diaper, she saw it was full, as usual. Ever since she started wearing, she fancied the idea of being incontinent again but knew it just wasn’t truly feasible. She still made it a point to use the bathroom in public, but she would still wear diapers while at the lab.

She walked to the bathroom to get a fresh change. It was the weekend, so she was going to enjoy her time as best she could while cooped up in this newly furnished lab. She turned on the lights and saw that they did follow her special request. There was now a special bin in the corner of the bathroom with a foot pedal—the new diaper bin. She ripped the tape off the very heavy diaper around her waist. It fell to the floor with a satisfying plop.

However, what she saw was not what she expected. She wets during the night; she knew that, and occasionally, she would make it burst with how much she wets during the night, but this was nothing she’d ever seen before. A thick, purple liquid was smothered across the inside of the diaper. No wonder it was so heavy.

“What the hell is that?!” She looked down and was just as horrified to see that her groin area was smothered in the goop as well. She slowly reached down to touch the goop. It was sticky like peanut butter. As she pulled her fingers away, the goop string started falling towards the floor like slime. She looked behind her only to confirm her fears; her ass was covered in the goop too. “Ummmmmm….” She was lost and panicking at the same time. “Shower!”

She bolted to the shower merely steps away from her. Turning on the hot water, she hoped that the hot water would, at the very least, loosen the hold the goop had on her body. The comfort of the hot water was lost among the worry. The water hit the goop and only partially loosened it; if anything, it was slimmer. The goop began to cover her legs and stick to them now. “Oh god!”

That’s not going to help, you know?

Chris stopped. Did she hear voices in her panic? Oh well, that didn’t matter; water wasn’t helping. She turned the shower off. Stepping out of the shower, she reached for a towel. Trying to dry herself off, she found the towel stuck to the goop, which took much longer than anticipated. She didn’t even bother trying to wrap herself up in a towel. There’s no one there but her anyway, and the towel would have stuck to the goop.

She was racking her brain while walking out. “What the hell could this be? Where did it come from? More importantly, how can I get it ooOO-“Suddenly, she stepped on something and found herself falling to the ground. With a bounce, she hit the ground ass first. The goop cushioned her fall. “Huh. Interesting.” She looked around for what she tripped on. It was the cryotube.

Oops, you better watch where you’re going.

There was that voice again. Enough of that, though. How did the cryotube roll all the way over here? She inspected it and found a small trail of residue on the cap. “Hold on, there’s some on the carpet too.” She got on her hands and knees and inspected the trail of residue she found on the carpet. Following it one way, it led to a spilled box. “The box that Professor Mardelo sent me.” She traced the path the rest of the way. Up the legs of the bed, to the sheets, and it stopped there.

Well, you found me.

It all came together. Whatever it was in the cryotube escaped because she pulled one of the tabs, found her while she was asleep, and did something to her. “Oh no. That explains the slime.” But she had no idea what was in there. It could have been anything; that letter didn’t tell her anything.

If you want to know, ask.

“Did you just read my mind?”

No, I’m part of your mind. I fused with your brain last night. We are now one.

‘This is bad,’ she thought. ‘I’ve been fused with some kind of sentient…. thing from NASA.’

I am not from NASA; I am from space. This NASA thing kidnapped me from my home planet, and you’re going to help me get revenge.

“What? No, I’m not!” But it was too late. They were already fused, and there was no going back.

Your blood is slime, I am fused with your brain, and there is no going back. We must first make you more suitable. We Blangie prefer our hosts a certain way.

Chris suddenly became very hot. So hot she began sweating. So much sweat was pouring from every pore of her body. To her horror, what was coming out of her wasn’t sweat; it was purple, like the goo around her groin. It flowed down her arms, her back, her chest, everywhere. Her tall, thick black hair was falling out in chunks as the sweat coated her head. It wasn’t long before her skin was dark purple, just a purple-tinted bald human being. The goo covering her groin did not waver.

There was a sudden tingling in her hands. She looked at her newly tinted purple hands. Her fingers began to shrink and become stouter while her thumb faded into her hand completely—no thumbs for her now. Watching in horror, her fingers shrank into stumpy digits. A sharp pain in the new tips of her fingers was causing great pain. She fell to her knees, holding her hands to her purple chest. The pain suddenly stopped. She looked; they were paws! Claws sprouted from the tips of her old fingers, and she even had pads. She didn’t like the looks of this.

Where I’m from, we like our hosts to be a little hairier.

Her arms tingled. She could not feel anything else but shock and horror at this point. Hair was starting to grow from her arms. And not normal body hair either, purple fur. It grew from every pore, covering her arms and new paws. Curiosity got the better of her; she rubbed her arms against her chest. It felt like the softest fur coat money could buy, like a dog fresh out of the groomer.
Oh, you shouldn’t have done that.

“What?” Chris asked aloud in horror. She looked down. When she rubbed her furry arms against her bare skin chest, fur was starting to grow, and it was spreading! Out of reflex, she tried to brush away the sprouting fur with her hands, now paws. But that only made it worse. New patches of fur were spreading in streaks where she tried to brush it. It was spreading faster, too! She put her hands to her face in frustration. “NO!”

Bad move. I swear, humans are foolish—prime subjects for assimilation.

The fur was now spreading on her face. She could feel it covering up her face. The more fur that was on her body, the faster it spread. As it reached her nose and mouth, the tingling got worse. Her face was suddenly numb as she saw her nose shrinking into her face. Her jaw started to stretch away from her face. It went further and further until there was always a snout in her vision. She reached up to touch her new snout and stopped when she saw her paws were now completely covered with fur, as were her arms. Her snout felt thin but vulpine. A small black nub sprouted at the end, and whiskers sprouted from the sides.

Yeah, we were searching for planets to liberate. You humans seem to have this obsession with this thing called ‘furries.’ We deemed your planet to be our next target. What luck that your astronauts captured me, right?

Chris knew exactly what was happening now. It must have looked inside his brain and discovered her fursona.

 Luckily, I found you. What a cute, what do you call it, fursona you have? I hope you like it because it’ll be your new identity.

Admittedly, Chris was into many things, including ABDL and furries. In truth, she was a real freak and liked a lot of weird shit. What luck indeed that this symbiote-like creature found her.

Chris felt her ears tingling. She knew what was happening now. If she was transforming into her fursona, it had fox ears. She could feel her ears growing and moving up her head. They didn’t take long to find the proper place on her head. Out of curiosity, she tried to move her ears. They twitched. She could control them now. Was she into this? No, this is a problem. This thing wants to assimilate the entire world, starting with her. More fur was sprouting from the sides of her head, making her head extra fluffy.

Her legs were now tingling. Should she accept the assimilation? There was no undoing this. How can you get a symbiote out of your body anyway? Spiderman isn’t real, so the comics wouldn’t be any help. Her legs were covered in fur in no time at all. Then, her feet went numb. ‘Why have paws for hands and not feet, right?’ she thought.

Yes, accept your fate as my new body. I’ll give you a little treat if you do.

“Treat? I like treats.” Chris said submissively. She had cracked. She could feel the progression going faster now. Before she knew it, her feet were paws. The claws were even there. Painless. A prickling feeling was making itself known above her ass. She turned her head around and tried to look at her ass. A tail was starting to sprout from her tailbone. A large, fluffy, purple tail. She watched it grow to three feet long. The tail almost had a mind of its own, but she could control it if she wanted to.

Good girl. Only a few more things and you can have your treat.

Chris had truly submitted to the assimilation. “Yay!” The fur on the undersides of her arms, the tip of her tail, her muzzle, the insides of her ears, and her chest turned white. There were still changes to be made, though. A large tuft of fur sprouted on her chest, covering up her nipples, not like they could be seen anymore at this point. She looked down at all these changes. She looked so hot. She could feel her penis getting hard underneath the goop. Instinctively, she reached down to stroke but only touched goop.

Suddenly, her penis was tingling. Changes to her penis too? ‘What’s gonna happen to my dick’ she thought. Before her eyes, she saw her dick bulge underneath the goop; then the bulge got bigger. Her dick was growing! “YAY!” Chris exclaimed airheadedly. She watched the bulge get bigger and bigger. After a few minutes of slowly growing, it stopped. Her dick was enormous now, like in all those diaper bulge pictures on Pixiv she constantly searched for.

Such a good girl you are. I’ll give you an extra treat.

The goop shook and rumbled on her body. It felt so good on her newly inflated dick. It began to come off her body in blobs, forming one giant blob in front of her. Her dick sprang free; It was easily a foot long now. Unlike the rest of her body, it was bright red and vulpine-shaped. She couldn’t help but look at it. She looked at the floating blob before her, lowered to waist height.

Go ahead and have a good time with it.

Chris looked at the blob, and her eyes widened. She reached out with her paws, expecting her hands to get all sticky. Her paws just sunk into it, and she could move it around. She moved it in front of her new vulpine dick. Wavering for only a second, she shoved her dick right in. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt. The slimy, wet goop, warm from being on her body, constantly engulfing her dick. She couldn’t stand it any longer; she started gyrating the ball back and forth. She couldn’t help herself. It felt amazing. Moaning like she usually did during masturbation, she knelt there, moving the ball and moaning like a bitch in heat.

After what felt like hours, she felt it; she was gonna cum. Was she going to take this step? If she did this, she would truly be too far gone. That nagging voice of reason in the back of her head kept trying to bring her back, but a new voice in her head, her lust and submissive nature, took over. She wanted this. She wanted this more than anything. She started thrusting as well. This was it, she was gonna spooge. She let out a mighty cry and let loose. Her cum was flowing out of her dick and into the slime ball. The ball grew about 3 inches by the time she was done. What ecstasy. She never felt that before, and she only wanted more.

Are you done? Time for the last steps.

The orb of goo started moving on its own again and floated out of her hands. She was sad to see it go. The orb shrunk a few sizes and split into two smaller orbs. They floated there for a while. Chris just knelt there and wondered. Abruptly, the balls flew towards Chris’s chest. They stuck to her chest where her nipples were under her fur.

She could feel it. The goo was flowing into her nipples. Her body was changed so much that her nipples opened just enough that the goo could flow in, albeit slowly. Minutes passed, and the goo was absorbed. Her chest felt very full.

Wait for it.

Her chest suddenly felt very tingly. She looked down again, looking past her muzzle. Her nipples could be seen again. Wait, they kept emerging from her fur. Her chest started to grow. Chris felt them with her paws. Her nipples were so sensitive now, and it felt so good. She kept her paws there and watched her chest grow. First, small bumps, then small hills, and then quickly into B cups. She was growing tits! She cupped them as they grew. They were so heavy and only getting heavier. They kept growing. C cups. D cups. DD cup. Were they going to stop? They were almost getting too heavy to cup now. They were firm but not too soft either. They stopped growing, about F cups. They were huge.

Now, milk them.

Chris obeyed. She couldn’t believe she could produce milk, but her mind was too far gone to question. She did her best to pinch her nipples. Goop spewed from her nipples. It dribbled from her new, sensitive nipples and down to her groin. Her ass was tingling now, too, although this change was lost on her; she was too engrossed in milking her new tits. Her ass started to swell.

She was lost in a haze and didn’t notice what was happening. The goop dribbled down her furry body and stuck around her groin, globing together. After a few minutes, her tits were milked dry. Her rear was now larger than it was before, truly spankable and jiggly. She strained to see it; her tail blocked her view.

Now look down

Chris obediently looked down—a smile formed on her face. A big goopy diaper was surrounding her crotch. It was not a normal size one like in her closet, but an extra large poofy one. About five diapers, all packed into one. She reached down to pat it, but she couldn’t feel anything.

Now, you are truly mine. No more pleasure for you unless you’re converting another of your fellow human beings to our cause.

Chris continued to pat the diaper in hopes of feeling anything. Alas, nothing.

Thanks to you, we have a better way of controlling our drones. Of course, you and I will lead the cause, so I will not drain you of your will. However, I will keep an eye on you.

Chris tried to look up into her brain and asked, “But who’s first?”

I believe you have a partner coming in a few weeks. A pair of drones will be more formidable than a single drone. In the meantime, Drone Unit Chw15, I will train you.

“Hehe, that looks like Chwis. I wanna be called Chwis!”

Very well. Let’s get to training.

Chwis got off her knees as best she could, though her new diaper made it difficult, and walked into her lab. There was work to be done.

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