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Begin a corruption campaign. Where better to start with her friends, Shifty, Itorian, and Purro? She devises a plan to bring them over to the states and corrupt them into the Hive? How? Start a restaurant serving hippy-dippy health shakes! Of course, we all know that these aren't actually delicious, nutrient packed, shakes. What else is green? HER GOO! Once her friends are in the states there's nothing stopping her from corrupting them in loyal Hive drones to serve her and Azrael. \n\nOk, this story started from one simple concept. What if I did the Kelp Shakes episode of Spongebob? It turned into a whole thing with Azrael being like Queen Beryl from Sailor Moon, and Ember bringing her friends over, and it just spun out of control. Either way, this story features my best lewd friends :iconassgoredreemurr: :iconThatguywholikesfood: :iconGreatBigNothing: and of course :iconLongshot609:\n\nAs always: share with your friends, drop a fave, leave a comment\n\nFor the PDF: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/60309258/", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Post Hive Corruption, Ember is tasked with her first mission. Begin a corruption campaign. Where better to start with her friends, Shifty, Itorian, and Purro? She devises a plan to bring them over to the states and corrupt them into the Hive? How? Start a restaurant serving hippy-dippy health shakes! Of course, we all know that these aren't actually delicious, nutrient packed, shakes. What else is green? HER GOO! Once her friends are in the states there's nothing stopping her from corrupting them in loyal Hive drones to serve her and Azrael.

Ok, this story started from one simple concept. What if I did the Kelp Shakes episode of Spongebob? It turned into a whole thing with Azrael being like Queen Beryl from Sailor Moon, and Ember bringing her friends over, and it just spun out of control. Either way, this story features my best lewd friends :iconassgoredreemurr: :iconThatguywholikesfood: :iconGreatBigNothing: and of course :iconLongshot609:

As always: share with your friends, drop a fave, leave a comment

For the PDF: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/60309258/", "writing": "[center]What Are Friends For?[/center]\n\nEmber slid up the goo-covered tower in the city toward her mother. It was a long climb, considering it was the tallest skyscraper in the city, but being made of goo, it was relatively easy. The penthouse at the top of the tower was her destination. She had never been here before, yet Azrael summoned her. It had been only a month since her ascension to The Hive, and she had not received any orders from her until today. The skyscraper was truly frightening. Never before had she been outside of one, and she wished she never had to again.\n\nAs Ember reached the penthouse, she was amazed to see thick, throbbing veins of goo lining the walls of the previously luxuriously decorated open living room. Every wall was smeared with green goo, making the room seem smaller than it really was. “Wonderful to see you, Ember,” a seductive voice called from the gooey couch. \n\nThere was Azrael. Her voluptuous body screamed royalty. Ember was created from her very goo: the oozing dark green underbelly and scarf, the neon green hair that formed a long, draping cut of hair down the left side of her head, and her black, curvy hips and ass that only accented her royal appearance. She blended in with the goo-stained furniture. “Welcome to the heart of The Hive. I expect you are wondering why I called you here, my Duchess.” She extended her right leg, crossing it over her left, staring intently at her newest Duchess. \n\n“I hope it wasn’t for the exercise,” Ember quipped in her southern accent that carried over from her corruption. “There’s gotta be a better way to get up here.” Despite entering The Hive at such a high rank, Ember had yet to realize what all her position had entailed. That was about to change with a heaping dose of gooey reality. \n\n“That,” Azrael accented, “is why I summoned you, dearest Ember.” She rose, standing at her full height, standing a foot shorter than Ember. Azrael licked her pure white fangs as if preparing to pounce. “You must learn to accept your role in The Hive.” She stepped over to her, strutting the whole way. “I have a mission for you.” Ember cowered in her presence. There was no fear, but the sheer reverence she held for one as powerful and wonderful as she was overwhelming. “You have friends, do you not? What about that girlfriend of yours? The cow?”\n\n“Yes, I have several friends, Mother,” Ember said quickly and foolishly. A grave thought of what may come of Grace passed her if she hadn’t had any friends.\n\n“Corrupt them.” Azrael pressed a finger to Ember’s chest, her eye catching the breasts that were larger than hers. She gazed at them disapprovingly, but continued. “They will join the Hive as your drones. Every good Duchess has her own personal batch of soldiers to rely on.”\n\n“But, Mother, I,” Ember tried to say.\n\n“I will not have excuses. Isn’t there at least one that you fancy? One that you wish to fuck? Make your own?” Azrael asked with genuine concern.\n\nThree came to her head immediately. She hung out with them often, their company a solace among life's stressors before her time with The Hive. “Yes. But how should I do it?”\n\n“Your goo can corrupt at a single touch, my dear.” Azrael willed a drop of her goo to fall from her finger. “Or you can toy with them, savoring the thrill of their pleas for mercy.” She spread her fingers wide and held her hand flat. Small figures formed in her palm, on their knees, cowering and begging for forgiveness. “Either way, they will join us. Bring a few others with you as well, for all I care.” She caressed Ember’s chin, their neon green eyes meeting. “You must serve the Hive and my whims, Ember Fitzer. All you need is a little push.” She planted her lips on Ember’s, sending her into ecstasy. “Use your imagination. You have near infinite power, my dear.” Azrael chuckled devilishly.\n\nHer goo warbled and shook at her touch. Ember dared to wrap her arms around Azrael’s waist and went in for another kiss. Their lips coiled together like wet snakes in mating season, trading each other’s goo as their throats swallowed mouthfuls at a time. When Azrael pulled away, she knew what to do. A delightfully inventive idea had come to her. “Yes, Mother. I will not fail you.” She backed up to the window. “I’ll even show you my trademark.” Blowing a final kiss to her mother, she fell backward, spreading her wings and flying away. \n\n“That girl,” Azrael said as she placed a hand on her hip. “She’s truly something else.”\n\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nIn a dark room, lit only by a computer screen, sat another gooey creature. He sat in front of his computer, coding away. The keyboard clacked and clacked as splatters of black goo occasionally flew from his hands onto his desk. He sighed, wondering when he would ever be done with this project. The computer screen illuminated his ceramic white mask. Discord notifications went off constantly, but he ignored them. He was on a roll. However, a special noise went off, throwing him into a loop. It was a friend of his that he hadn’t spoken to for a while.\n\n[b]FlamingEmbers[/b]\nHey cutie\n\nHis face went red. He had set special tones with his computer skills just for this. FlamingEmbers and his two other friends got a furry “uwu” sound whenever they messaged him.\n\n[b]Purrrrrrrro[/b]\nsdagdasdha\nWHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! You can’t just disappear and call me that out of nowhere!\n[b]\nFlamingEmbers[/b]\nSorry about that\nI was busy with a big plan\nHad to keep it secret from you\nFood and Shifty too\n\n[b]Purrrrrrrro[/b]\nWhat? No way! Can you tell me now?\n\n[b]FlamingEmbers[/b]\nYeah, I’ll tell you\nIn the group chat, though. Don’t wanna say it three times\n\nPurro eagerly switched to their group chat, where she had already been chatting with their friends, Food and Shifty. He put on his headphones and joined the call.\n\n“I’ve been finding a lot of Tails porn lately. Oh, hullo, Purro,” Itorian greeted with his accent, the sound of some type of food coming through his mic.\n\n“There’s the good boy,” Ember cooed.”\n\n“Yes,” Shifty agreed, egging Ember on. “The bestest boy.”\n\n“Asdfksakjdfjkaslkgjalksjgklajglkjhs,” Purro audibly key-smashed.\n\n“Just the goodest, bestest, cutest,” Ember said seductively.\n\n“Subbiest, gooiest, smartest, boy,” Shifty concluded.\n\n“mmmmmmMMMMMMMMMhmhmhmhmhmhmhm…” Purro moaned as he felt his body melt a bit. They always teased him like this, knowing full well that he got so flustered.”\n\n“Ember, now that I have food, what was all this you were about to tell us now?” Itorian asked as he shoved more into his mouth.\n\n“Oh, right.” Ember cleared her throat. “Well, I’ve been gone lately. Not even online. I know I’m busy, and all that, but to not even be online is outright weird.”\n\n“I was thinking that too,” Shifty commented. “Odd for you to not even check in.”\n\n“But,” Ember stressed, “it was for a reason.”\n\n“Oh?” The other three asked at the same time.\n\n“I'm opening a business.”\n\nA flurry of exclamations flooded the mic. Ember waited for the three to realize what was going on. “What, that fast?” Shifty asked, flabbergasted\n\n“What on Earth are you doing?” Itorian asked eagerly.\n\n“Wait…” Purro said calmly. “Like, a brick and mortar?”\n\n“Well, not necessarily,” Ember teased. “You know I’m made of goo, right?” They all agreed. “And I have, like, an infinite supply.” They agreed again. “I figured, why not make a building from it?”\n\n“Oh, a sensory nightmare,” Itorian exclaimed. They could practically hear him putting his head in his hands. “There is no way that you did that.”\n\n“I did,” Ember said plainly. “In fact, let me send you this real fast…” She typed feverishly. “I… got you all…” she sent the files in their DMs, “plane tickets.”\n\n“Wait, no,” Shifty said with exasperation. “Ember, you did not!” His accent was showing in full force. “I have to make time for this. I can’t have you losing the money on this.”\n\n“And you paid for all of this already?” Itorian asked, very concerned.\n\n“Yes, I did. Y'all are coming over in the luxury of business class.” Ember audibly posed. “I want my friends over here to help me celebrate.”\n\n“You know I can teleport, right?” \n\n“No long-distance teleporting!” Ember chided. I don't care if you can cross dimensions. Stop and smell the roses for once.” There was a sound like a soft sobbing coming from Purro's mic. “Purro, you good?”\n\nPurro said. “It’s just so much at once.” He covered his face, his white eyes brimming with gooey tears. He was overwhelmed. A vacation? This short notice? Not like he had anyone to plan around, but there were still preparations to be made.\n\n“I just want you all to make it. You’ll have to come and see,” she giggled. “I hope you like food.”\n\n“I like food!” Purro shouted, a fair chunk of his stress instantly relieved. “I LOVE FOOD!”\n\n“Oh, so a restaurant?” Itorian tried to pull more details from her.\n\n“You’ll have to come and see,” Ember teased.\n\nPurro went silent with thought. How was he gonna manage this? His anxiety went through the roof. The coding would have to wait. “H-h-h-h-h-h-old on, I’m switching to my phone.” He did so and hopped on his bed, reaching for his oversized Smeargle stuffie and hugging it tightly. “I get to m-meet them?” he whispered. His body was becoming a pool on his mattress. “What will they think of me? They’ll think I’m ugly or… that I’m ugly… or…ugly…” his mind was racing. Excitement and anxiety intertwined, becoming one horribly mixed emotion.\n\nHis phone pinged.\n\n[b]FlamingEmbers[/b]\nPurro? You ok?\n\nHe ignored it. There were more important matters. He would need a ride to the airport. Did he have a suitcase? He'd have to polish his mask too! He shoved what part of his face that wasn’t melted into his stuffie, screaming in joy and panic. I get to meet my friends! [i]WHAT IF THEY HATE ME?!?!?!?!?![/i]\n\n[center]__________[/center]\n\nThe plane landed at Furgis National Airport. The furry Mewtwo and anthro substitution doll leaving separate planes stood out like anime cosplayers at a catholic music festival. Amongst all the working species like cows, horses, sheep, etc. the two were clearly tourists. As the two entered the airport, they locked eyes. It didn’t take long to put two and two together. \n\n“Shifty?”\n\n“Itorian?”\n\nThe two laughed like idiots. “How did I know it was you?” Shifty asked in his deep voice that betrayed his cute appearance, looking over the towering mass of Mewtwo before him. \n\n“Is it that obvious?” He asked, looking down at his body. “Is my attire too much?” He wore a white T-shirt with a horrendously evil-looking sunflower on it.\n\n“No, no, you’re fine,” Shifty said. “I’m not wearing anything. A stuffie doesn’t need to wear anything afterall.”\n\n“Wait,” Shifty froze. “So this whole time we’ve been talking, you’ve been stark naked?”\n\nShifty laughed his trademark low, three-note ‘hmm hmm hmm’ laugh that they had all come to know and love. \n\n“Well, I don’t feel as bad now.” Itorian blushed.\n\n“Boys!” A southern accent shouted over the heavy murmur of the airport. Even taller than Itorian, a gooey dragon/shark in a green and black palette walked through the crowd toward them. Literally, THROUGH the crowd, disregarding whoever was in her way. Anyone she stepped in front of walked right through her as her body snapped back into place, her massive breasts jiggling like water balloons all the while. “Glad ya made it.”\n\n“Ember…” was all that Itorian could say. “How did you… know it was…”\n\n“I heard yer accent a mile away.” She cleared her throat. “Ya stand out like a sore thumb, there bruv,” she attempted her awful British accent irl. It sounded just as awful as it did online.\n\n“Don’t do that again,” Shifty said, holding back laughter. “You sound like a chav.”\n\n“Is that good?”\n\n“NO.” The two said at the same time.\n\n“Anyway, come on. I got spare rooms; you don’t need a hotel.” She turned around and started walking through the crowd again. The two grabbed the handles of their suitcases and tried to follow her as she strode through the rows of commuters, families hurrying to reach their terminal, and drivers waiting for passengers to land.\n\n“Is it just me,” Itorian asked as he struggled to keep up, “or does it look like Ember isn’t wearing anything?”\n\n“She is awfully jiggly,” Shifty agreed, trying to keep track of her. It seemed to them that Ember’s bulbous rear and thighs were covered with tight bike shorts, but they seemed to shimmer as much as her body did. On top of that, the white shirt with the bottom tucked up and into the collar also seemed to be a part of her. If so, where were her nipples? What about her junk? They looked at each other nervously. They had known Ember for about a year at this point, but they had never guessed that she would be so, well, lewd. Yes, they all gooned together online and had their moments, but irl? They didn’t dare dress so provocatively in public. Even Shifty, who was naked 24/7, hid his cock away.\n\nEmber stood by her firebird in the parking lot, waiting for the boys to catch up. “Wait, please!” Shifty called as his cushy body struggled to recover from the onslaught of travelers. “That was too much. Are you Americans always in such a hurry?”\n\n“Why didn’t I just teleport outta there?” Itorian asked as he reached the car. \n\n“Wait,” Ember asked. “Where’s Purro?”\n\n\n\n\nPurro, meanwhile, was sprinting for his gate. That morning, as Purro was packing for this new trip, it all started falling apart. He had forgotten to do his laundry all month, thanks to his work, so all he could pack was a single hoodie sent to him as a gift by Ember, no less. A rose pink hoodie. Otherwise, he packed his electronics and other essentials. His taxi was late. The only saving grace was that his flight was delayed, so it didn’t matter that he was late. Purro sighed and sank into a cold plastic seat next to an outlet, charging his phone.\n\n[b]Purrrrrrrro[/b]\nSorry guys my flight got delayed\n\n[b]ShiftingSheep[/b]\nOof. That’s no fun! Be sure to let us know when you get here. We’ll pick you up!\n\n[b]Thatdoodwhoenjoyscuisine[/b]\nDon’t miss your flight\n[i]Huggoooo![/i]\n\n[b]FlamingEmbers[/b]\nLet me know, I’ll come get you~\n\nPurro sighed as he plugged in his phone. Playing Changed would pass the time. He opened the app on his phone and was met with the familiar music.\n\n\n\n\n“So Ember, I have to ask,” Shifty asked nervously.\n\n“What is it, bestie?” Ember replied while focusing on the road.\n\n“Are you… wearing anything?” The stuffie looked out the window for a second. “I mean, I know I’m not, but I’m, well, a doll.”\n\n“Well, technically, I’m not.” Ember chuckled. “Howeva’, I’m made of goo. I can hide anything I want to make it look normal. No one’s complained yet.”\n\nItorian looked down at his body, wondering if he could get away with it, feeling overdressed. “Do you think…”\n\n“Take it off,” Ember answered as if reading his mind. “We’ve all gotten lewd before. No reason we can’t let it all out now.” The illusion of clothes on Ember’s body faded to the dark green of her underbelly and inner thighs as she sat in the driver’s seat. “See?” Emerging from her goo, two clearly defined nipples peeked from the enormous mounds on her chest. “I’m the only woman here. I gotta give you two boys some eye candy.” Her cock sprouted from between her legs, getting taller and taller as they turned onto a back road.\n\n“Alrighty then,” Itorian said, snapping his fingers as his dick appeared on his body—a throbbing, pink horsecock begging to be inserted into a hole. The musk filled the vehicle.\n\n“Is this really necessary?” Shifty asked as he realized his cock disagreed with his brain. His jet-black member sprouted from a genital slit and stood proudly in his seat. \n\n“Looks like you’re not complaining,” Ember teased as they pulled into her driveway. “Consider my home our nudist colony, guys.” The white farmhouse sat there, getting closer as she drove down her long gravel driveway.\n\n“Haven't you done well?” Shifty asked as he gaped at it through the windshield. “No way you bought this with,” he paused, “whatever your job is now.”\n\n“Oh, I had to change again,” Ember sighed. “I'll explain later. This house is my family’s, though.” She parked in front of the garage.\n\n“That's wonderful.” Itorian didn't even bother unbuckling his seat belt as he teleported out of the car, vanishing in a blip of light. He appeared again in the front yard, gawking at it. “If I didn't have to finish University, I'd be visiting more often.” He crossed his arms, his cock dangling in the open air.\n\nEmber and Shifty exited the car. “C'mon. I'll show you inside.” The three of them, perfectly naked, went inside. Shifty admired the old decor while Itorian instinctively drifted toward the kitchen, his stomach grumbling.\n\n“Nice place,” Shifty said. “Very old.” They wandered into the living room, where new tech mingled with vintage furniture and decor. “Not entirely old then.”\n\n“The rewiring was awful,” Ember said with a groan. “The outlets couldn't even support a microwave.”\n\n“Oh no.”\n\n“Ember!” Itorian shouted from the kitchen. “What are these green cupcakes?” \n\n“Those,” Ember shouted as she motioned for Shifty to go to the kitchen with her, “were for you three.”\n\n“Oh, lovely,” Itorian said with a sigh of relief. A pewter tray of cupcakes sat on the table. Neon green frosting was piped atop chocolate cupcakes. “I'm absolutely starving.” He pulled one from the tray and peeled the wrapper off.\n\n“Er… What’s in these?” Shifty looked at the plate, anxiety written on his face.\n\n“Just chocolate and love!” Ember gave him a smile that bordered on a smirk. \n\n“Well… I’m not really…” Shifty havered, shuffling his feet back and forth.\n\n“Don’t be so nervous about it.” Itorian nudged him, speaking with his mouth full. “They’re [i]really[/i] good! At least take a bite!”\n\nShifty looked up between Ember and Itorian, then sighed.\n\n“Alright then.” \n\nEmber watched as her friends ate her cupcakes, not even questioning how Shifty was able to grab and hold them with his nubbed hands. The point was they were eating them. She smirked. “I hope you enjoy them,” she said as she grabbed Itorian's suitcase. “I'll take your bags up to your room.”\n\n“Oh, a creme filling, too,” Itorian said delightedly as yet another neon green frosting filled his mouth. This one, however, was gooey. \n\n“Hmm, yeah. It’s alright.” Shifty agreed.\n\nEmber chuckled as she went up the stairs. The plan was now in play.\n\nAs she set their bags down in their rooms, she pulled her phone out from her breast and checked on Purro.\n\n[b]FlamingEmbers[/b]\nHow goes it cutie?\nAny updates for Mommy?\n[b]\nPurrrrrrrro[/b]\nDelayed by a whole day!!!!!!\nHeeeeeeeeeeeelp!\n\n[b]FlamingEmbers[/b]\nI'll make it up to you\nGive you some irl cuddles\n[b]\nPurrrrrrrro[/b]\nZKJGIFLHZULFHFKG\n……..ok……..\n0////////////////0\n\n[b]FlamingEmbers[/b]\nBe brave now\n\nEmber put her phone away, the device sliding into her breasts as if it belonged there. She focused her thoughts and connected to Azrael through their hive-mind connection. [b]My plan is working, Mom.[/b]\n\nAzrael’s voice filled her thoughts. [b]Excellent, Ember. I fail to understand why you don’t corrupt them immediately.[/b]\n\n[b]Where’s the thrill in that?[/b] Ember asked with a smirk. [b]You and I both know it’s just as fun to savor it.[/b]\n\n[b]I have certainly taught you well[/b], Azrael cooed. [b]Alert me when you have corrupted them.[/b]\n\n[b]Of course, Mother. [/b]\n\n“Boys!” Ember shouted as she came down the stairs. “Purro's flight got delayed. We'll play board games and order pizza tonight.”\n\nItorian turned from the table, frosting and ‘creme filling’ all around his face. He swallowed loudly. “Oh yes. I love board games.”\n\n“How about dinner then?” Shifty asked.\n\n“I'll show you American sizes,” Ember chuckled. Grabbing the landline from the kitchen wall, she started dialing a number. “Whatcha like on pizza?”\n\n__________\n\nIt was a rough night at the airport. Purro learned that the delay was caused by someone running out on the runway trying to catch his ex-wife and child before they left for California. The police were called, ambulances filled the runway, and all flights were canceled for a day or two. He was offered a refund, which really meant that Ember was. However, that didn’t change the fact that he was spending the night in the airport. Purro wasn’t about to run off to a hotel and miss his flight. \n\nAs he watched YouTube on the slow and overpopulated wifi, he got a call on Discord. “OH! They’re calling me.” He immediately answered the call. “Hiiiiii.” He said cutely, not remembering he was in public. His face went red when he saw a Snow leopard in a row of seats looking at him with a smug expression on his face. It was then that the clear and distinct sound of jerking off came from his phone. “Waaaaaah!” He dug into his bag feverishly for his headphones and plugged them in.\n\nWhat he heard through the crisp speakers was a lewd goon session. The familiar sounds of Shifty’s low grunts, Itorian’s silent strokes on his cock, and Ember’s wet, sloppy assault on her member with the occasional moan. He blushed even deeper, trying to hide the fact that he was practically listening to porn in public. Purro couldn’t resist. He was missing out on their first irl goon session! [i]Awww[/i]! He bemoaned. \n\n“Oh, Purro,” Ember moaned loud enough for him to hear. His ears perked up, shifting the headphones on his head. “Your cute little moans.”\n\n“Goooooooooooouuuuuuuuu,” Purro held in one of the aforementioned ‘cute little moans’, scrunching his face shut and curling his fingers and toes together. [i]THEY’RE DOING THIS ON PURPOSE!!!!!![/i]\n\n“How I long to tease our good boy,” Itorian said softly as he stroked his cock, letting out a lustful moan. Purro curled into a ball, trying to be as small as possible. It proved to be hopeless. When one is in an airport, in a very uncomfortable plastic chair, one cannot hope to curl into a ball. “I bet he’s as cute as he sounds.”\n\n“He’s the goodest, bestest, cutest boy,” Shifty added. The stroking of his cock came in through the mic. \n\nIt was no use. Purro’s cock was rising from underneath his dense goo. “Wawawawawawaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” He couldn’t take it anymore. This wasn’t his room where he could be as loud as he wanted. Holding in his reflex reactions to being called cute and constantly coddled by his friends was destroying him. He quickly grabbed his bag and ran to the nearest bathroom. This had to be remedied. All the while, he was bombarded by constant compliments from his dear friends. ‘He’s such a good boy,’ ‘the things I would do to such a subby little goo like Purro,’ ‘I bet he wants all this dommy cum on his body,’ and so on. If it weren’t for his mask, passersby would be thinking that a cherry had zoomed past them.\n\nSprinting into a bathroom and securing a stall, he had a chance to take care of his problem. Luckily, it was easy to hide. His cock was the exact same color as his goo and blended in. He continued to listen to the goon session while he ran his gooey hands up and down his length. \n\n“I’d run my hands up and down his body, savoring the sensations of his goo.”\n\n“Then I’d find a more sensual place to touch, caressing and squeezing.”\n\n“Of course, he’d be moaning and squealing so much that we’d have no use but to plant a kiss right on his lips, wouldn’t we?”\n\n“Oh yes. My gooey lips would be all over him, my tongue going deep into his mouth, tasting everything he has to offer.”\n\n“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAOOOOFSGASDGASgasdjfaslkjdhf!” It didn’t matter who said what anymore. He kept a hand over his mouth while the other hand was a downstairs DJ. Even then, his moans still echoed in the bathroom. He couldn’t even tell if anyone else came in. “Shtthaaaap…”\n\n“And when we’re done, we’ll cuddle him.”\n\n“Oh, yes. Cuddles are very important.”\n\n“We’d give him only the best cuddles we have to offer. Surround him in our love.”\n\n“And our sweaty bodies after giving him our love.”\n\n“HMMMMMMM[i]MMMMMMMMMMM[b]MMMMMMMMPH![/i][/b]” Purro shouted. He bit his finger to keep himself from full-on shouting. But, his goon session came to a premature end, and he made a deposit in the spank bank, coating the toilet with his thick, goopy black cum. His back spasmed, his legs nearly gave out, and his cock throbbed like never before. “Haaaaaaaaaaa[i]aaaaaaaa…..”[/i] Purro’s tension deflated as his tanks emptied. He opened his eyes, and he nearly screamed for a different reason. [i]Is this a crime?[/i] He looked left and right. A pounding resounded in his ears, beating over the sounds of his friends reaching climax as well.\n\n“Oh, Purro!”\n\n“Purro!”\n\n“Uh… Purro…”\n\nThe sounds of cum squirting onto the floor cut through the noise. Abruptly, the call ended with a faint chuckle in the background.\n\n“Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no.” Purro covered his mouth and peeked outside of the stall. No one. He bent over and checked the stalls—no one in there either. “Oh boy.” He grabbed his phone and backpack and casually walked out of the bathroom like nothing happened while recovering from the bombardment of Good Boy compliments via call. “That couldn’t have been an accident. Right?”\n\n[b]Purrrrrrrro[/b]\nDid you do that on purpose?\n\n[b]FlamingEmbers[/b]\nWhat do you mean, cutie?\n\n[b]Purrrrrrrro[/b]\nfaghasfg\nThat call! Don’t lie to me!\nDon’t gaslight me, I really don’t like that!\nYou know that…\n[b]\nFlamingEmbers[/b]\nDid we do that?\n[u]https://tenor.com/view/extasyxx-gif-800813661851963600[/u]\n\n[b]Purrrrrrrro[/b]\n[i]sigh[/i]\nYeah, you totally did\nYou got me hard and made me spooge all over the toilet too.\n\n[b]ShiftingSheep[/b]\nDon’t wish to leave you out, you know?\n\n[b]Purrrrrrrro[/b]\nAaaaaaaw\nI love you guys\nBut seriously though. If I don’t make it, it means I got arrested for public indecency.\n\n[b]Thatdoodwhoenjoyscuisine[/b]\nUh ohs\nBe carefuls\n[i]Huggggggggggggggggoo[/i]\n\n[b]Purrrrrrrro[/b]\nWill do. Just gotta wait for my flight. Still…\n\nMiraculously, his chair was still open. Purro sat back down and took a short nap. He couldn’t afford to take a long one lest his flight be announced while he was asleep.\n\n[center]__________[/center]\n\n[i]Now boarding Flight 165 to Furgis, TN\nNow boarding Flight 165 to Furgis, TN\n[/i]\n“God damn it,” Purro muttered under his breath. The touchscreen controls on Changed Mobile were absolute ass, rendering the library nearly impossible. “I'm never gonna get past this.” As he rounded a bookshelf, he tried to push the box out of the way, but the human wouldn't lock onto the box. “Come… on…” he pulled the on-screen analog stick toward the box but was eaten by the massive slime monster again. “Son of a!” He shut his phone off. “Maybe there's a reason I had to download this with a shady apk.”\n\n[i]Last call for Flight 165 to Furgis, TN\nLast call for Flight 165 to Furgis, TN[/i]\n\n“Oh fuck!” Purro yanked his phone’s charger cord from the outlet that he had been hoarding for the last few hours, grabbed his bag, and sprinted for his gate. The line was already dwindling as he was only yards away. His bag bounced on his soft back as he ran like his life depended on it. [i]Please please please make it![/i] He lowered his head and gunned it. He splattered against the door of the gate, the attendant looking at him unamused.\n\n“Ticket?” The rabbit asked sourly. Purro pulled his ticket from his hoodie pocket and handed it to her. She sighed. “Have a nice flight.” She opened the door, and Purro's body scraped against the frame, pooling onto the floor. \n\n“Y-y-yeah,” he responded sheepishly. “Thank you.” Recovering from his embarrassment, he walked through the corridor. \n\nThe attendant reached for a microphone on her podium. “Cleanup crew at gate 19, please? Goo again.”\n\n\n\n“Here it is,” Ember said proudly. The three of them stood in front of a lot in front of a strip mall. The building itself was rather small, no larger than one of those drive-thru coffee businesses. The building shared her color scheme, black being the dominant color, with the bright neon green along the edges of the ceiling acting like neon lights on a diner. “There used to be an Applebee's here, but they didn't last long.”\n\n“It looks,” Shifty paused to think of proper words. The building was, to her credit, made of goo. “Well, it's certainly unique.”\n\n“Why is it gooey?” Itorian asked with dismay. “I know you're a unique soul, Ember, but surely construction costs weren't that bad.”\n\n“Why not?” Ember said as it were obvious. “I have all this goo at my disposal; I may as well use it.” She held her hand flat and shot fountains of goo from her hands.\n\nShifty put a hand to his face in bafflement. “Yes, but at some point, one must ask, ‘Because I CAN do this, SHOULD I do this.”\n\n“Yer just a spoilsport,” Ember chastised. “Come inside.”\n\nEmber pulled the front door open and ushered her friends inside. There was only room for 20 people at once in the main lobby. All the room was taken up in the back. “Looks great, doesn't it?” Despite the outside looking soft and gooey, the inside looked rather solid. There were two small tables, telling guests that this wasn't a dine-in establishment, but there were still spots to wait. Glowing decorations on the wall drew Itorian’s attention, distracting him from the lingering feeling of sensory overload. He hovered above the floor, not wanting to touch the ground.\n\n“You've never told us what you're serving,” Itorian said.\n\n“Oops, you're right.” Ember smacked her forehead, sending a wave through her body making her breasts and thighs jiggle. “My suppliers are showing up today.” \n\n“Well, can you tell us at least?” Shifty asked. “You're keeping us in the dark.”\n\n“Oh no, I'll tell you,” Ember smirked. She sprung her trap. The two of them suddenly froze, a force beyond their control seizing their bodies. “Goo, of course.” \n\n“Ember!” Shifty shouted. “What the hell are you doing?”\n\n“What?” Ember shrugged nonchalantly. “What makes you think I'm causing this?” The door suddenly disappeared, leaving the three of them trapped inside the gooey building. “I would never pull such a dirty trick on my friends, whom I love so dearly.”\n\nItorian scoffed. “You're a horrible actor.” He closed his eyes and tried to teleport but was met with a sharp sting. “Gah!” Ember’s goo was blocking his psychic powers!\n\n“Fine, fine,” Ember sighed. “I'll spare the monologue.” She approached them. “I'll give you two one last chance, through.” She placed a hand on their cheeks. “Will you join the Hive willingly? Or will I have to force you?” She put on a sympathetic face. “Don’t make me force you, please. I want my friends to join us on their own.”\n\n“What is the Hive?” Shifty asked. \n\n“A wonderfully lewd place, Shifty baby.” Ember bent over and placed her head against his. “We corrupt others into joining us. Our gooey bodies bring only bliss to those who join.” She placed a hand against his belly. “Just a touch from our goo can send you into utter bliss, leaving you under my control.”\n\n“We didn't get any of your,” Itorian started saying. Then it hit him. The creme filling in the cupcakes. He thought it felt a bit odd, even if it tasted as sweet as the frosting. They had consumed her goo unknowingly, and she had utter control of their bodies.\n\n“As much as I fancy corruption,” Shifty started to say while struggling, “I prefer to keep it sensual.” \n\n“Azrael told me to corrupt you,” Ember cooed as she switched to Itorian, feeling his abs, “but I simply couldn't bring myself to do it without asking first. I love you too much.” She licked Itorian's head, leaving a trail of goo behind from her long, black tongue. Instantly, the goo she left behind shot around his head, stretching and wrapping him tightly, wriggling into his ears. He squirmed and shook, trying in vain to get the goo off of his body without the use of his arms. It continued to work down the rest of his body, seemingly infinite in mass.\n\n“Oi!” Shifty shouted. He struggled, trying to regain control of his body. He was left with no choice. “I don't like getting rough,” he said in a low tone. His stuffed body began to shift and contort. One arm exploded in size, muscles erupting. Then the other. Ember watched in amazement, learning a little secret about her friend. She watched as his cute little body bulged with muscles, one after the other. His torso filled out to match his arms, his neck as thick as his biceps. Growing four feet taller as his legs sprouted and grew more and more built, Shifty broke the control that Ember's goo had over him. “But,” Shifty said in a deeper voice, “needs must.” \n\n“Well, well,” Ember sassed with a hand on her gooey hip. “Aren't we full of surprises?”\n\nWithout words, Shifty reeled back and let his fist fly toward her. It sank into her body. Ember's goo jiggled wildly, but she barely budged. “Oh, dear,” Shifty said, his voice absolutely deadpan. His fist was stuck inside of her. “That's unfortunate.” With his free arm, he reached for Itorian, planning to break through the wall and make a run for it. As he did so, Itorian stuck to his arm. He was completely covered in neon green goo, breathing heavily as if he was being pleasured. “Well, bugger.”\n\n“I tried to give you a choice,” Ember sighed. “Guess we're doing this my way.” Ember's body dissolved and coated Shifty's enormous arm and quickly began spreading over his torso.\n\n“No! No! No!” Shifty waved his arm wildly as if trying to shake off a wasp. Ember was stuck and covering him fast. To make matters worse, Itorian disappeared from his grip, climbing his arm as well. Betrayal! “Absolute buggeration!” Shifty moaned as Ember covered his face.\n\n[b]Welcome to the Hive, boys[/b]. Ember’s voice echoed in their minds. [b]I have great plans for you two.[/b]\n\n\n\n\nPurro landed in Furgis and hurriedly ran out of the plane. That day, he learned that he hated flying. Although he had sent DMs to the group throughout the flight, Ember was the only one to respond. At least she’d be there. \n\nHe rushed to a designated meeting area that Ember had pointed out. “By the huge standee?” What did she mean by that? Then something caught his eye. “Oh.” A twenty-foot-tall standee of some country singer stood by a coffee stand. “That’s what she meant.” He reread the DM.\n\nFlamingEmbers\nYou’ll know me when you see me\n\nPurro could only hope she was right. Making his way through the crowd, getting closer and closer to the towering standee, he noticed something. A head of gooey green hair. His heart raced. He stood there like a fool. [i]Oh god… I’m not ready for this…[/i] Commuters and travelers filed around him as he stood in the middle of the hallway, arms dangling at his sides. He was miles away from home, about to meet his online friend, and she looked HOT! SHE WAS HOT!!!\n\n[b]I’m getting him now, Mom.[/b] Ember leaned against the wall, one foot propped up. \n[b]\nYou did such an excellent job with Shifty and Itorian, Ember.[/b] Azrael chuckled seductively.[b] I knew corrupting you was a wise choice.[/b]\n\n[b]This Duchess plans to serve, Mother.[/b] Ember replied obediently and gratefully. [b]I’m sure that Purro will be as obedient. He’s a subby little thing.[/b]\n\n[b]Very good~ Go make him yours.[/b]\n\nEmber opened her eyes, welcoming the airport's noise and crowded interior. What awaited her was Purro, standing in the middle of the hallway, looking like a lost puppy. She stood with a confident smirk and began strutting toward him, disregarding anyone in her way. Anyone who did would be corrupted later.\n\nPurro snapped back to reality. “U-u-u-u-u-u-uh…” he pressed his fingers together in front of him, looking everywhere but her direction. [i]Oh no, she's coming to me![/i] Wait, is she… He couldn’t believe it. She completely ignored everyone else and went to him. [i]So striking[/i]. It was unavoidable when Ember was standing in front of him, a whole two feet taller than him. “Hi?”\n\n“Purro?” Ember asked teasingly. “What are ya doin’ just standin’ here?”\n\n“I uh, I, uh…. I–I-I-I-I-I,” his brain malfunctioned. She WAS hot! Her breasts were at eye level, dangling in his face. It looked like she wasn’t wearing anything. The smell of her gooey body was intoxicating. A musk emanated from her due to the sweltering heat within the building and penetrated Puro’s nose, taking up permanent residence. \n\n“Hey, now, cutie.” Ember leaned over and pet his head. For the first time, she heard one of his cute, overwhelmed moans in person. It brought a smile to her face, making her chuckle. “Glad you made it.”\n\n“HoooooooOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Purro shrunk into himself and lunged at her for a hug, their gooey bodies sticking together. He buried his face into her body, masking his tears of joy. \n\n“Come on, good boy~” Ember cooed. “You probably need rest.” He clung to her while she strode to her car. She pried him from her body and set him in the front seat. He had fallen asleep. “What a tired boy.” She drove carefully to the house and carried him inside to his room. \n\n“Better enjoy your last nap, cutie.” She kissed his forehead. He reflexively twitched and moaned. “God, you’re adorable. Almost makes what I have to do to you regrettable.” She held her hand above his head, allowing a single drop to fall into his ear. Ember watched it slide deep inside and out of sight. She left, knowing full well what was in store.\n\n\n\n\nPurro dreamed—an inky blackness, goo dripping from the dark ceiling above them. No lights or anything to illuminate his path. His mask stood out in the darkness. “Hello?” Purro called, his voice echoing infinitely. “Anyone?” Still it echoed. “Ember? Shifty? Itorian?”\n\n[b]…purro…[/b]\n\nHe turned. “Wha?” Nothing.\n\n[b]Heya, Purro![/b]\n\nHe knew that voice. “Shifty?”\n\n[b]Hullo, Purro.[/b]\n\n“Itorian!” Purro spun in circles. Where were they? “Where are you?” The goo splashed beneath him. “This isn’t funny guys. Come out already!”\n\nSo they did. Three bodies emerged from the floor as if it were a body of water. Covered in the dripping goo, Purro could barely see them in the darkness. \n\n[b][i]Purro [/i][/b]\n\nIt was a haunting voice—three individuals speaking at the same time, in the exact intonation. \n\n[b][i]We have been waiting for you.[/i][/b]\n\n“WHO ARE YOU!? Purro fell to his rear, unable to move. Then, the inky blackness began to fall away from their bodies, revealing their black, dark green, and neon green bodies. There was only one he recognized. “Ember, what are you doing?!” \n\n[b][i]We have joined the Hive, Purro[/i[/b]]. The three took a step closer. One was clearly a Mewtwo and the other an anthro substitution doll, but that couldn’t be right. They had revealed what they were before, but they were very clearly all males except Ember. This Mewtwo was a total milf with rockin’ tits, and the substitution doll was a shortstack! Their neon green nipples glowed in the darkness. Even Shifty’s closed eyes, which never opened, seemed to glimmer as radiantly as the others’. \n\n“No!” Purro tried to stand, but his legs wouldn’t cooperate. “Please, I’m scared!” \n\n[b][i]Join us, Purro. You’re next![/i][/b]\n\nAs their hands touched his body, Purro screamed in agony.\n\n\n\n\nHe awoke screaming as well. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Shooting up from underneath thin sheets, he nearly fell off the bed. His breathing made his heart beat like a bass drum in a dance club. His mask was covered in thin, dripping black sweat. “Oh, my god,” he panicked. \n\n“Purro!” A voice shouted from behind a door as it swung open. “Purro, what’s wrong?” Ember barged in with a worried look on her face. “Why are you screaming?”\n\nPurro didn’t know what to tell her.[i] What a loser![/i] He bullied himself internally. Y[i]ou had such a bad dream, you woke up screaming, and now Ember thinks you’re a loser![/i] “I-I-I-I,” Purro sniffled. “I had a bad dream…” He couldn’t look her in the eye. His body was suddenly wrapped in a soft, gooey hug. \n\n“Yeah, that’ll happen in a new place,” Ember said calmly. “And your flight was delayed. You were probably tuckered out.” She tried to release him, but Purro pulled her in closer. “Aww, alright.” She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him in closer. “Come now, cutie pie.” She stroked his head while he let out a small moan reflexively. “It’s already 3 pm. You really needed sleep.”\n\n“3 PM?!” Purro shouted. “I’m wasting my vacation!” He wriggled out of Ember’s grip and looked at her. “Where’s Itorian and Shifty? I wanna meet 'em!”\n\n“You slept so long, I left em at my restaurant to get some small work done.” She scritched underneath his chin. His ears dropped, and he moaned pleasantly. “Good thing I came by when I did.”\n\n“Let’s go then. I can’t wait anymore!” Purro shot out of bed and bolted out the door. “Where do I go?!”\n\n“Slow down, killer.” Ember rose from the bed. She smirked, knowing he would soon be corrupted.\n\nIt was a long drive. Not because it was gonna be a long commute to work, but because, for once, Purro was so excited, he couldn’t keep his mouth closed. “What’s there to do around here? Is that your house? Tell me where we’re going. Tell me more about you!” Ember chuckled and did as he wished, answering nearly any question he had. “Is this it?” Purro asked as they pulled up at the restaurant. “It’s so gooey!”\n\n“That’s the point,” Ember said as she put the car in park. “They’re inside waiting for us.” \n\n“Why’s the parking lot empty?” Purro asked as he looked around the empty lot. “I thought it was open already.\n\n“Oh, not yet,” Ember replied with a grin. “My shipment finally came, so I can finish up final preparations today. I can open tomorrow if all goes well.” She held open the door for Purro, and they walked inside. \n\nPurro was amazed by the inside of Ember’s restaurant. “A carryout place,” he said as he looked around. Two dispensers sat behind the counter. There was no menu above the counter or prices. “So, you still haven’t told me the menu.”\n\n“Here me out now,” Ember said as she walked over to the counter. “I’m sure I’ve told you how I have a vendetta against food buzzwords, right?” She didn’t bother to raise the barrier, blocking customers from going behind the counter, opting to walk right through, and her body reforming on the other side. \n\n“Yeah. Texture, organic, and all that, right?”\n\n“Fuck those,” Ember said, proving her point. “Here’s what I did. We got a lot of farmers in this neck of the woods. A lot of their veggies go bad by the time they make it to the local stores. So, I take all the produce they can’t sell and toss them all into shakes and smoothies.” She slammed one of the dispensers. “It’s naturally organic, locally grown, supporting local businesses, and even better, cheap.”\n\n“But…” Purro looked confused. “You hate all that.” He counted three buzzwords in that sentence alone.\n\n“Yeah, when it’s used to jack up the price,” Ember corrected. She grabbed a clear plastic cup from the holders on the side and filled it to the brim with a thick, green smoothie from the machine. Purro’s ears perked up when he heard the machine filling the cup. It sounded like moaning. “It’s different every time, too, based on what I can get.” She gave Purro the cup, nearly overflowing. “Here, test it.”\n\nPurro took it and looked at it. It was thick. Not because it was cold either, it was just thick. “What is it though?”\n\n“Try it and guess.” Ember grinned smugly. “Bet you won’t get it.”\n\n“Fine.” Purro tried to drink the mysterious substance. It slowly slid into his mouth and covered his mouth. The taste was undefinable. While not unpleasant by any means, it wasn’t his favorite. “I don’t know, what’s growing this season? Fruits [i]and [/i]veggies?” Ember nodded, her smirk only growing. “Ok, uh… spinach?”\n\n“Nope.”\n\n“Strawberries?”\n\n“Nada.”\n\n“I don’t know!” Purro drank more, upending the glass, letting the smoothie slide down his throat. “What is it?”\n\nEmber unhooked some latches on the side of the dispenser, showing the contents inside. Purro froze in fear. “It’s your best friend’s goo!” Ember shouted excitedly. Inside the large dispenser, hooked up to milkers on both his tits and his cock, was Itorian. The corrupted Mewtwo was bound inside, his glowing green eyes sparking with ecstasy. “Isn’t he such a good sport?”\n\n“Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh…” Purro fell to his knees. This was no coincidence. He looked exactly like he did in his dream.\n\n“Oh, and can’t forget about Shifty.” Ember strode over to the other machine and opened it up, revealing a corrupted Shifty, whose massive knockers rivaled Embers. “It was so much fun corrupting them. Itorian didn’t even fight back. Can you believe it? For someone with psychic powers, he sure didn’t want to use them.” The corrupted shortstack Shifty sat in the dispenser, obediently waiting for his turn to be used. They resembled Ember in nearly every way—the same patterns, hair color, and everything aside from their proportions.\n\n“Was this your plan from the start?” Purro asked, horrified.\n\n“You know it, cutie.” Ember leaped over the counter, approaching Purro. “And there’s no escape for you, either.” Instantly, the door vanished, swallowed by the gooey walls. “I have plans for you.” \n\nThe world was somehow soiled now. ‘Cutie.’ How could someone like Ember do this to him and the others? They confided so much in each other! Gooned for so long! Shared some deep, dark secrets! “Why?!” Purro asked as Ember stood above him. “WHY ARE YOU BETRAYING US?!”\n\n“I’m not betraying you,” Ember said. “I’m bringing you with me.” She fell to her knees as well. “Wouldn’t you want a life filled with lust? No worries because you’re practically invincible?” Ember grabbed Purro’s shoulders and pulled him closer. “I want us to be together in the Hive.” \n\nThose words rang familiar. “What has this ‘Hive’ done to you?” Purro asked defiantly. “You used to be so caring. You used to want what was best for us. You told us that you love us!”\n\n“I still do,” Ember corrected. “I still love you all. Especially you, Purro.” She pulled him close, her lips latching onto his. Her tongue lashed around in his mouth, coiling around his and pouring her goo into his body. At first, he fought. He didn’t want this! Purro wanted the Ember who loved them genuinely without this drive for corruption. But his body resisted. It wouldn’t allow him to resist. \n\n[b]Can’t you see, Purro?[/b] A voice in his head resounded. [b]Us four are meant to be together. We will help corrupt the world! Show them the love that we share! We’re all low-key gay for each other but just want to have a good time![/b] Purro moaned as his body got warmer, blazing like a solar flare. [b]We can bring unity to the world through goo! Azrael can rule us all![/b]\n\nEmber pulled away from his mouth. Purro’s face was lost in euphoria. “Ohay…” he said with a slur. “Who’z Azrael?”\n\n“The Mother and Ruler of The Hive, sweetheart~” Ember cooed. “And soon, your Mother, too.” She planted her hands firmly where his cock would be, feeling a firm bulge underneath his goo. “Why don’t you give Mommy Ember a good look at this cock?” She turned him around so his head was leaning back on her breasts like a pillow. She squeezed and toyed until Purro’s dark, gooey cock emerged from his body. “There it is~” she said directly into his ear. “Let’s start your corruption here.”\n\nShe wrapped her hands around his shaft, feeling every vein and bump. Her gooey embrace sent Purro over the moon. “WAaaaaOOOOOaaaOOOOOaaaaaHH,” he let his voice go. It was just him and Ember now. Just like those private calls they hid from Itorian and Shifty, but irl! This was what he wanted! So what if he was gonna be corrupted and join some hive? This was what he longed for ever since he left for this trip. Ember’s talented hands spread more and more of her goo over his body with each stroke, his jet-black cock turning a dark, military green. “You’ll look so good in our colors,” she whispered in a low, seductive tone. She growled into his ear as she continued to pleasure him.\n\nIt was a miracle that Purro didn’t melt on the spot. She was hitting all his weak points. Pet names, ear play, even her breasts had a little musk to them. “Mommy,” he moaned as his lower body turned green. Ember nibbled on his ear, gently tugging and pouring goo over his head. He shouted in pleasure as he let more goo overtake him, corrupting his goo into Hive goo. Suddenly, his cock began to grow. He felt it in wild, heavy throbs throughout his body. In bursts, his cock expanded to double the usual size. \n\n“We’re not stopping here, though, boy.” Ember sprouted two more arms from her sides and reached for his chest. Her hands fondled his biceps, soft and supple. They only grew softer as they turned green, neon nipples sprouting from the budding mounds that she was adding to his body. Goo covered his face, corrupting his mask. The once hard, porcelain mask turned neon green, his eyes following suit. Corruption from all three sections of his body connected, rendering his entire gooey self completely green. “We’re not yet. You still need a supple pair of titties.”\n\n“Wha?” Her spell was broken. His eyes shot open, and he looked at his lower body. As phenomenal as his cock was becoming, now triple what it was, that wasn’t what was causing distress. The mounds on his chest inflated rapidly, on track to be as large as Embers if the pace continued. “NO! Please!” Puro shouted. “I don’t want titties!”\n\nEmber looked shocked. “But, Purro,” she said sadly. “Titties are the best! You can touch em, and toy with them, and-”\n\n“I don’t want tits!” Purro shouted again. “Please, anything but tits, ok?” Gooey tears began to fall from his eyes. \n\nShe was at a loss. Who wouldn’t want tits in this situation? But Purro was a very special boy. It would only make sense that his tastes were unique. “Ok,” Ember said, digging her fingers into his body. The H cups that had sat on his chest quickly disappeared. “I’m sorry. I got ahead of myself.” She pulled him back against her. “I’m so happy that you’re willing to join us.”\n\nPurro hesitated, thinking about his response. “If, um…” he stopped. “As long as you’re there…”\n\n“Oh, Purro.” She pulled his face close and kissed him. Not a gooey, corruptive kiss, but a passionate, long, eyes closed, softly-moaning kiss. She even stopped jerking him off to focus on it. Purro moaned softly as he shared a kiss with the girl he had gooned with for so long. One of the few people that he had opened up to and felt no fear, remorse, or regret after doing so. Ember pulled away, green goo connecting their faces in small strands. “I know what you do like, though.”\n\nShe reached over again and grabbed his cock. “You want a giant, massive cock.”\n\nWith eyes wide open in awe, Purro watched as he went from an upgrade to a full-on industrial-sized version of his member. It all happened so fast, like inflating a balloon with a lungful of air. Purro moaned as he reached for his massive member, feeling the throbbing and pulsing in his hands. “Gasdksfbljsdandijksahkdasfsadfsakhdfksck,” his voice lost control in the shadow of his cock. It was nearly as tall and thick as he was! \n\n“That’s it, good boy~” Ember cooed. “Feel the power of your new cock. My gift from me to you.”\n\n“Nnnnngggggggghh!” His tongue fell from his mouth as the sensitivity from his cock sent chills down his gooey spine. The slightest touch made his brain spasm. \n\n“That’s it, cutie~” Ember reached her arm out to Purro’s cock, stretching her hand around his shaft. Wrapping around it like a fleshlight, she stroked it from tip to base, spreading more of her goo over it, savoring Purro’s singing voice. “Give me your first big load, shug,” Ember pulled his head toward hers and kissed him again. All of his moans flew into her mouth as their tongues wrapped together, practically tying together in a knot. \n\nPurro’s body shook as he felt his length throb like never before. The slimy sensations from Ember’s body were sending him over the edge. “Haaaaaa, haaaaaaaaaaaaa, HOOooooooooooooooooooooo!” Purro shouted into Ember’s goopy maw. Neon green goo spewed from his cock like a volcano, splatting against the ceiling and dripping onto their bodies like rain. Ember pulled away from Purro’s mouth to let him savor his climax. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” His subby voice rang out in the building.\n[b]\nWelcome to the Hive, Purro~ [/b]A low, seductive voice filled his brain, echoing in his ears. [b]Such a cutie~[/b]\n\nEmber stood and chuckled. “How about we all have a good session together?” She leaped over the counter and yanked the milkers from Shifty and Itorian’s body. They opened their eyes groggily. “Come on, you two,” She pulled them from inside the dispensers and threw them over her shoulders. “It’s about time we all had our fun together.”\n\nPurro laid on the floor, his cock still aching for more. Ember grabbed Shifty, with his fat ass, wide hips, and massive titties, and placed him on Purro’s face. He immediately sprung to action and ground his butt against Purro’s face, spreading goo all over him. \n\n“Who’s a gooed boy~?” Shifty teased as he rubbed his asshole over Purro’s nose, making him shiver. Quick as a whip, the shortstack plush reptile turned around, pushing his hard goo-dick against Purro’s gasping mouth. “Who’s [i]our [/i]gooedest boy~?”\n\n“Itorian, you and I are gonna plow this boy.” She grabbed the corrupted Mewtwo, his MILF body making him way heavier than expected, and lined up his asshole with Purro’s enormous schlong. “You ready?” Itorian nodded obediently and nervously. She released him, his body sliding onto Purro’s cock like a glove, stretching his stomach and torso like a fleshlight. Itorian screamed with pleasure. His feet hit the floor as his ass cheeks clapped against Purro’s pelvis. \n\n“Oh yes!” Itorian screamed. “Purro! You’re massive inside me!” His breasts jiggled as he kicked off of the floor, sending his body halfway up Purro’s cock, then sliding back down to the base once more. Purro screamed, his mouth muffled by Shifty’s cock that only grew larger, forcing its way down his throat. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, the euphoria from his friends pleasuring him nearly enough to knock him unconscious. \n\nEmber wasn’t about to be undone, though. She fell to her knees and sprouted her cock. “And just for you, good boy,” she said as she grasped the horse cock she was so fond of, “I’ll make it even larger.” Her dark green member expanded in length and girth in her hands, reaching only a fraction of Purro’s but enough to stretch his asshole wide enough to sizes never before experienced. It leaked neon green precum, lubricating his hole as she brought her flared tip to his hole. “Here I come, cutie.” \n\nPurro shouted as his asshole was instantly stretched. He was no better than a toy for his friends! But that was ok. If being fucked in two holes and his cock used was what made him a toy, then he was content being a toy. More than content, he [i]adored [/i]it!\n\nA wave of pleasure hit him like a truck. He shot cum into Itorian, filling his belly to pregnant sizes. His screams shot into Shifty’s dick, his vocalizations vibrating the short stack’s dick, amplifying his pleasure. Ember and Shifty rode Purro hard; all the while, Itorian pursued his own climax, eager for his cock to spew all over Purro. \n\n[b]What good drones you three make for me~[/b] the voice echoed in their heads. [b]Ember was correct in corrupting you. You will serve the hive with utmost loyalty~[/b]\n\nShifty grunted softly. “Already-? [i]Hngh[/i]…! Cumming!” He grabbed Purro’s head and brought him closer, shoving his cock deeper down his throat. Purro’s belly filled with Shifty’s gooey seed, inflating his body.\n\nEmber shoved her cock into him one last time and blew her load, inflating him further. If it weren’t for being stuck on Purro’s cock, Itorian would have fallen backward. “That’s a good boy~” Ember cooed as her cock pumped more of her gooey cum inside of him.\n\nItorian moaned loudly, eager to release his spunk. His cock quivered, shooting his goo all over Purro’s belly. His green eyes glowed brightly with lust as he drained his balls. With tits bouncing and voice echoing off the walls of the restaurant, he went limp after his overwhelming climax. The four of them, all exhausted, one filled and inflated like a giant water balloon, fainted into a heap.\n[b]\nSuch good friends~ [/b]Azrael chuckled. [b]It will be a pleasure to have them in the family.[/b]\n\n[center]__________[/center]\n\n“Wow, these are mighty tasty,” a college girl said to her friend as the two walked out of Tropical Gooey Cafe. Ember stood behind the counter, readily filling cups and taking orders. There was a line out the door for their grand opening. The price and quality of the product simply couldn’t be beat in the area. As Ember served one customer after the other, she thought of what she’d have to do once the doors closed. With all that goo in their bodies, she could corrupt them all with the snap of a finger. They would join the Hive, whether they’d want to or not. This whole town would belong to her and Azrael soon.\n\n“I need to hire an employee at this rate,” Ember mumbled as she ran to the back quickly for another stack of cups. “Well, more than just us four anyway.” She peeked into the break room. There was Purro, hooked up to a giant dick milker and strapped to an examination table. Tubes from the milker lined the walls, running up to the front to a separate dispenser. He moaned loudly, thanks to the soundproofing in the room, able to savor every sensation from his cock. To Ember’s surprise, the Premium Shake that sold for $4 was the hot seller, as compared to the Special Shakes, the ones from Shifty and Itorian, which sold for $2. The supply was never-ending, thanks to the nature of their bodies. \n\n“HI!” A short calico girl said when Ember reached the counter. “Oh, it’s finally my turn!” Her amber eyes glowed with excitement. “I uh… uh….” Her body wiggled nervously, making her enormous breasts shake wildly in her tight shirt. “Um… What do you recommend?”\n\nEmber couldn’t help but chuckle. She turned around and filled a cup with a Premium Shake. “On the house, cutie.”\n\nThe girl’s tail went haywire. “WOW! REALLY?!” She grabbed the glass and slurped it immediately. “WHOA!” Purro’s goo sat around her lips. “I love it!” \n\n“That’s great. Come by more often,” Ember smiled warmly. [i]It seems I found my new employee.[/i]\n\n[b]I agree, Ember,[/b] Azrael added. [b]Don’t lose track of her.[/b]\n\nWhen night comes, Ember would have to find her. The goo will make it the easiest thing in the world. And when she’d found her…\n\nEmber bit her lip. [i]Don’t fantasize now, or else I'll spray my Private Reserve Shake under the counter!\n[/i]\nA tray tapped on the counter. An office lady with a green-ringed mouth gave Ember a bright smile. “Two Specials and two Premiums, please!”\n\n”Coming right up!” Ember grinned, pressing two buttons, setting the machines vibrating. In her mind, she could hear her three suppliers moaning with pleasure. \n\nJust what would her new employee think of this? Would it get her as horny as Ember felt? Would the break room become a place of passionate release for them between shifts? A quintuplet of voices, all raised in ecstatic bliss…\n\nOf course, Ember already knew the answer. Her cock started peeking out from her body instinctively.\n\n[i]Fuck. Stop it! Or you really will have to offer a Private Reserve![/i]\n\nEmber took the woman’s money and handed over the drinks, waving as the office lady smiled over her shoulder. There was still a long line to get through!\n\nBusiness before pleasure. But then, [i]such [/i]pleasure~\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
What Are Friends For?


Ember slid up the goo-covered tower in the city toward her mother. It was a long climb, considering it was the tallest skyscraper in the city, but being made of goo, it was relatively easy. The penthouse at the top of the tower was her destination. She had never been here before, yet Azrael summoned her. It had been only a month since her ascension to The Hive, and she had not received any orders from her until today. The skyscraper was truly frightening. Never before had she been outside of one, and she wished she never had to again.

As Ember reached the penthouse, she was amazed to see thick, throbbing veins of goo lining the walls of the previously luxuriously decorated open living room. Every wall was smeared with green goo, making the room seem smaller than it really was. “Wonderful to see you, Ember,” a seductive voice called from the gooey couch.

There was Azrael. Her voluptuous body screamed royalty. Ember was created from her very goo: the oozing dark green underbelly and scarf, the neon green hair that formed a long, draping cut of hair down the left side of her head, and her black, curvy hips and ass that only accented her royal appearance. She blended in with the goo-stained furniture. “Welcome to the heart of The Hive. I expect you are wondering why I called you here, my Duchess.” She extended her right leg, crossing it over her left, staring intently at her newest Duchess.

“I hope it wasn’t for the exercise,” Ember quipped in her southern accent that carried over from her corruption. “There’s gotta be a better way to get up here.” Despite entering The Hive at such a high rank, Ember had yet to realize what all her position had entailed. That was about to change with a heaping dose of gooey reality.

“That,” Azrael accented, “is why I summoned you, dearest Ember.” She rose, standing at her full height, standing a foot shorter than Ember. Azrael licked her pure white fangs as if preparing to pounce. “You must learn to accept your role in The Hive.” She stepped over to her, strutting the whole way. “I have a mission for you.” Ember cowered in her presence. There was no fear, but the sheer reverence she held for one as powerful and wonderful as she was overwhelming. “You have friends, do you not? What about that girlfriend of yours? The cow?”

“Yes, I have several friends, Mother,” Ember said quickly and foolishly. A grave thought of what may come of Grace passed her if she hadn’t had any friends.

“Corrupt them.” Azrael pressed a finger to Ember’s chest, her eye catching the breasts that were larger than hers. She gazed at them disapprovingly, but continued. “They will join the Hive as your drones. Every good Duchess has her own personal batch of soldiers to rely on.”

“But, Mother, I,” Ember tried to say.

“I will not have excuses. Isn’t there at least one that you fancy? One that you wish to fuck? Make your own?” Azrael asked with genuine concern.

Three came to her head immediately. She hung out with them often, their company a solace among life's stressors before her time with The Hive. “Yes. But how should I do it?”

“Your goo can corrupt at a single touch, my dear.” Azrael willed a drop of her goo to fall from her finger. “Or you can toy with them, savoring the thrill of their pleas for mercy.” She spread her fingers wide and held her hand flat. Small figures formed in her palm, on their knees, cowering and begging for forgiveness. “Either way, they will join us. Bring a few others with you as well, for all I care.” She caressed Ember’s chin, their neon green eyes meeting. “You must serve the Hive and my whims, Ember Fitzer. All you need is a little push.” She planted her lips on Ember’s, sending her into ecstasy. “Use your imagination. You have near infinite power, my dear.” Azrael chuckled devilishly.

Her goo warbled and shook at her touch. Ember dared to wrap her arms around Azrael’s waist and went in for another kiss. Their lips coiled together like wet snakes in mating season, trading each other’s goo as their throats swallowed mouthfuls at a time. When Azrael pulled away, she knew what to do. A delightfully inventive idea had come to her. “Yes, Mother. I will not fail you.” She backed up to the window. “I’ll even show you my trademark.” Blowing a final kiss to her mother, she fell backward, spreading her wings and flying away.

“That girl,” Azrael said as she placed a hand on her hip. “She’s truly something else.”


*                              *                              *


In a dark room, lit only by a computer screen, sat another gooey creature. He sat in front of his computer, coding away. The keyboard clacked and clacked as splatters of black goo occasionally flew from his hands onto his desk. He sighed, wondering when he would ever be done with this project. The computer screen illuminated his ceramic white mask. Discord notifications went off constantly, but he ignored them. He was on a roll. However, a special noise went off, throwing him into a loop. It was a friend of his that he hadn’t spoken to for a while.

FlamingEmbers
Hey cutie

His face went red. He had set special tones with his computer skills just for this. FlamingEmbers and his two other friends got a furry “uwu” sound whenever they messaged him.

Purrrrrrrro
sdagdasdha
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! You can’t just disappear and call me that out of nowhere!

FlamingEmbers
Sorry about that
I was busy with a big plan
Had to keep it secret from you
Food and Shifty too

Purrrrrrrro
What? No way! Can you tell me now?

FlamingEmbers
Yeah, I’ll tell you
In the group chat, though. Don’t wanna say it three times

Purro eagerly switched to their group chat, where she had already been chatting with their friends, Food and Shifty. He put on his headphones and joined the call.

“I’ve been finding a lot of Tails porn lately. Oh, hullo, Purro,” Itorian greeted with his accent, the sound of some type of food coming through his mic.

“There’s the good boy,” Ember cooed.”

“Yes,” Shifty agreed, egging Ember on. “The bestest boy.”

“Asdfksakjdfjkaslkgjalksjgklajglkjhs,” Purro audibly key-smashed.

“Just the goodest, bestest, cutest,” Ember said seductively.

“Subbiest, gooiest, smartest, boy,” Shifty concluded.

“mmmmmmMMMMMMMMMhmhmhmhmhmhmhm…” Purro moaned as he felt his body melt a bit. They always teased him like this, knowing full well that he got so flustered.”

“Ember, now that I have food, what was all this you were about to tell us now?” Itorian asked as he shoved more into his mouth.

“Oh, right.” Ember cleared her throat. “Well, I’ve been gone lately. Not even online. I know I’m busy, and all that, but to not even be online is outright weird.”

“I was thinking that too,” Shifty commented. “Odd for you to not even check in.”

“But,” Ember stressed, “it was for a reason.”

“Oh?” The other three asked at the same time.

“I'm opening a business.”

A flurry of exclamations flooded the mic. Ember waited for the three to realize what was going on. “What, that fast?” Shifty asked, flabbergasted

“What on Earth are you doing?” Itorian asked eagerly.

“Wait…” Purro said calmly. “Like, a brick and mortar?”

“Well, not necessarily,” Ember teased. “You know I’m made of goo, right?” They all agreed. “And I have, like, an infinite supply.” They agreed again. “I figured, why not make a building from it?”

“Oh, a sensory nightmare,” Itorian exclaimed. They could practically hear him putting his head in his hands. “There is no way that you did that.”

“I did,” Ember said plainly. “In fact, let me send you this real fast…” She typed feverishly. “I… got you all…” she sent the files in their DMs, “plane tickets.”

“Wait, no,” Shifty said with exasperation. “Ember, you did not!” His accent was showing in full force. “I have to make time for this. I can’t have you losing the money on this.”

“And you paid for all of this already?” Itorian asked, very concerned.

“Yes, I did. Y'all are coming over in the luxury of business class.” Ember audibly posed. “I want my friends over here to help me celebrate.”

“You know I can teleport, right?”

“No long-distance teleporting!” Ember chided. I don't care if you can cross dimensions. Stop and smell the roses for once.” There was a sound like a soft sobbing coming from Purro's mic. “Purro, you good?”

Purro said. “It’s just so much at once.” He covered his face, his white eyes brimming with gooey tears. He was overwhelmed. A vacation? This short notice? Not like he had anyone to plan around, but there were still preparations to be made.

“I just want you all to make it. You’ll have to come and see,” she giggled. “I hope you like food.”

“I like food!” Purro shouted, a fair chunk of his stress instantly relieved. “I LOVE FOOD!”

“Oh, so a restaurant?” Itorian tried to pull more details from her.

“You’ll have to come and see,” Ember teased.

Purro went silent with thought. How was he gonna manage this? His anxiety went through the roof. The coding would have to wait. “H-h-h-h-h-h-old on, I’m switching to my phone.” He did so and hopped on his bed, reaching for his oversized Smeargle stuffie and hugging it tightly. “I get to m-meet them?” he whispered. His body was becoming a pool on his mattress. “What will they think of me? They’ll think I’m ugly or… that I’m ugly… or…ugly…” his mind was racing. Excitement and anxiety intertwined, becoming one horribly mixed emotion.

His phone pinged.

FlamingEmbers
Purro? You ok?

He ignored it. There were more important matters. He would need a ride to the airport. Did he have a suitcase? He'd have to polish his mask too! He shoved what part of his face that wasn’t melted into his stuffie, screaming in joy and panic. I get to meet my friends! WHAT IF THEY HATE ME?!?!?!?!?!

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The plane landed at Furgis National Airport. The furry Mewtwo and anthro substitution doll leaving separate planes stood out like anime cosplayers at a catholic music festival. Amongst all the working species like cows, horses, sheep, etc. the two were clearly tourists. As the two entered the airport, they locked eyes. It didn’t take long to put two and two together.

“Shifty?”

“Itorian?”

The two laughed like idiots. “How did I know it was you?” Shifty asked in his deep voice that betrayed his cute appearance, looking over the towering mass of Mewtwo before him.

“Is it that obvious?” He asked, looking down at his body. “Is my attire too much?” He wore a white T-shirt with a horrendously evil-looking sunflower on it.

“No, no, you’re fine,” Shifty said. “I’m not wearing anything. A stuffie doesn’t need to wear anything afterall.”

“Wait,” Shifty froze. “So this whole time we’ve been talking, you’ve been stark naked?”

Shifty laughed his trademark low, three-note ‘hmm hmm hmm’ laugh that they had all come to know and love.

“Well, I don’t feel as bad now.” Itorian blushed.

“Boys!” A southern accent shouted over the heavy murmur of the airport. Even taller than Itorian, a gooey dragon/shark in a green and black palette walked through the crowd toward them. Literally, THROUGH the crowd, disregarding whoever was in her way. Anyone she stepped in front of walked right through her as her body snapped back into place, her massive breasts jiggling like water balloons all the while. “Glad ya made it.”

“Ember…” was all that Itorian could say. “How did you… know it was…”

“I heard yer accent a mile away.” She cleared her throat. “Ya stand out like a sore thumb, there bruv,” she attempted her awful British accent irl. It sounded just as awful as it did online.

“Don’t do that again,” Shifty said, holding back laughter. “You sound like a chav.”

“Is that good?”

“NO.” The two said at the same time.

“Anyway, come on. I got spare rooms; you don’t need a hotel.” She turned around and started walking through the crowd again. The two grabbed the handles of their suitcases and tried to follow her as she strode through the rows of commuters, families hurrying to reach their terminal, and drivers waiting for passengers to land.

“Is it just me,” Itorian asked as he struggled to keep up, “or does it look like Ember isn’t wearing anything?”

“She is awfully jiggly,” Shifty agreed, trying to keep track of her. It seemed to them that Ember’s bulbous rear and thighs were covered with tight bike shorts, but they seemed to shimmer as much as her body did. On top of that, the white shirt with the bottom tucked up and into the collar also seemed to be a part of her. If so, where were her nipples? What about her junk? They looked at each other nervously. They had known Ember for about a year at this point, but they had never guessed that she would be so, well, lewd. Yes, they all gooned together online and had their moments, but irl? They didn’t dare dress so provocatively in public. Even Shifty, who was naked 24/7, hid his cock away.

Ember stood by her firebird in the parking lot, waiting for the boys to catch up. “Wait, please!” Shifty called as his cushy body struggled to recover from the onslaught of travelers. “That was too much. Are you Americans always in such a hurry?”

“Why didn’t I just teleport outta there?” Itorian asked as he reached the car.

“Wait,” Ember asked. “Where’s Purro?”




Purro, meanwhile, was sprinting for his gate. That morning, as Purro was packing for this new trip, it all started falling apart. He had forgotten to do his laundry all month, thanks to his work, so all he could pack was a single hoodie sent to him as a gift by Ember, no less. A rose pink hoodie. Otherwise, he packed his electronics and other essentials. His taxi was late. The only saving grace was that his flight was delayed, so it didn’t matter that he was late. Purro sighed and sank into a cold plastic seat next to an outlet, charging his phone.

Purrrrrrrro
Sorry guys my flight got delayed

ShiftingSheep
Oof. That’s no fun! Be sure to let us know when you get here. We’ll pick you up!

Thatdoodwhoenjoyscuisine
Don’t miss your flight
Huggoooo!

FlamingEmbers
Let me know, I’ll come get you~

Purro sighed as he plugged in his phone. Playing Changed would pass the time. He opened the app on his phone and was met with the familiar music.




“So Ember, I have to ask,” Shifty asked nervously.

“What is it, bestie?” Ember replied while focusing on the road.

“Are you… wearing anything?” The stuffie looked out the window for a second. “I mean, I know I’m not, but I’m, well, a doll.”

“Well, technically, I’m not.” Ember chuckled. “Howeva’, I’m made of goo. I can hide anything I want to make it look normal. No one’s complained yet.”

Itorian looked down at his body, wondering if he could get away with it, feeling overdressed. “Do you think…”

“Take it off,” Ember answered as if reading his mind. “We’ve all gotten lewd before. No reason we can’t let it all out now.” The illusion of clothes on Ember’s body faded to the dark green of her underbelly and inner thighs as she sat in the driver’s seat. “See?” Emerging from her goo, two clearly defined nipples peeked from the enormous mounds on her chest. “I’m the only woman here. I gotta give you two boys some eye candy.” Her cock sprouted from between her legs, getting taller and taller as they turned onto a back road.

“Alrighty then,” Itorian said, snapping his fingers as his dick appeared on his body—a throbbing, pink horsecock begging to be inserted into a hole. The musk filled the vehicle.

“Is this really necessary?” Shifty asked as he realized his cock disagreed with his brain. His jet-black member sprouted from a genital slit and stood proudly in his seat.

“Looks like you’re not complaining,” Ember teased as they pulled into her driveway. “Consider my home our nudist colony, guys.” The white farmhouse sat there, getting closer as she drove down her long gravel driveway.

“Haven't you done well?” Shifty asked as he gaped at it through the windshield. “No way you bought this with,” he paused, “whatever your job is now.”

“Oh, I had to change again,” Ember sighed. “I'll explain later. This house is my family’s, though.” She parked in front of the garage.

“That's wonderful.” Itorian didn't even bother unbuckling his seat belt as he teleported out of the car, vanishing in a blip of light. He appeared again in the front yard, gawking at it. “If I didn't have to finish University, I'd be visiting more often.” He crossed his arms, his cock dangling in the open air.

Ember and Shifty exited the car. “C'mon. I'll show you inside.” The three of them, perfectly naked, went inside. Shifty admired the old decor while Itorian instinctively drifted toward the kitchen, his stomach grumbling.

“Nice place,” Shifty said. “Very old.” They wandered into the living room, where new tech mingled with vintage furniture and decor. “Not entirely old then.”

“The rewiring was awful,” Ember said with a groan. “The outlets couldn't even support a microwave.”

“Oh no.”

“Ember!” Itorian shouted from the kitchen. “What are these green cupcakes?”

“Those,” Ember shouted as she motioned for Shifty to go to the kitchen with her, “were for you three.”

“Oh, lovely,” Itorian said with a sigh of relief. A pewter tray of cupcakes sat on the table. Neon green frosting was piped atop chocolate cupcakes. “I'm absolutely starving.” He pulled one from the tray and peeled the wrapper off.

“Er… What’s in these?” Shifty looked at the plate, anxiety written on his face.

“Just chocolate and love!” Ember gave him a smile that bordered on a smirk.

“Well… I’m not really…” Shifty havered, shuffling his feet back and forth.

“Don’t be so nervous about it.” Itorian nudged him, speaking with his mouth full. “They’re really good! At least take a bite!”

Shifty looked up between Ember and Itorian, then sighed.

“Alright then.”

Ember watched as her friends ate her cupcakes, not even questioning how Shifty was able to grab and hold them with his nubbed hands. The point was they were eating them. She smirked. “I hope you enjoy them,” she said as she grabbed Itorian's suitcase. “I'll take your bags up to your room.”

“Oh, a creme filling, too,” Itorian said delightedly as yet another neon green frosting filled his mouth. This one, however, was gooey.

“Hmm, yeah. It’s alright.” Shifty agreed.

Ember chuckled as she went up the stairs. The plan was now in play.

As she set their bags down in their rooms, she pulled her phone out from her breast and checked on Purro.

FlamingEmbers
How goes it cutie?
Any updates for Mommy?

Purrrrrrrro
Delayed by a whole day!!!!!!
Heeeeeeeeeeeelp!

FlamingEmbers
I'll make it up to you
Give you some irl cuddles

Purrrrrrrro
ZKJGIFLHZULFHFKG
……..ok……..
0////////////////0

FlamingEmbers
Be brave now

Ember put her phone away, the device sliding into her breasts as if it belonged there. She focused her thoughts and connected to Azrael through their hive-mind connection. My plan is working, Mom.

Azrael’s voice filled her thoughts. Excellent, Ember. I fail to understand why you don’t corrupt them immediately.

Where’s the thrill in that? Ember asked with a smirk. You and I both know it’s just as fun to savor it.

I have certainly taught you well, Azrael cooed. Alert me when you have corrupted them.

Of course, Mother.

“Boys!” Ember shouted as she came down the stairs. “Purro's flight got delayed. We'll play board games and order pizza tonight.”

Itorian turned from the table, frosting and ‘creme filling’ all around his face. He swallowed loudly. “Oh yes. I love board games.”

“How about dinner then?” Shifty asked.

“I'll show you American sizes,” Ember chuckled. Grabbing the landline from the kitchen wall, she started dialing a number. “Whatcha like on pizza?”

__________

It was a rough night at the airport. Purro learned that the delay was caused by someone running out on the runway trying to catch his ex-wife and child before they left for California. The police were called, ambulances filled the runway, and all flights were canceled for a day or two. He was offered a refund, which really meant that Ember was. However, that didn’t change the fact that he was spending the night in the airport. Purro wasn’t about to run off to a hotel and miss his flight.

As he watched YouTube on the slow and overpopulated wifi, he got a call on Discord. “OH! They’re calling me.” He immediately answered the call. “Hiiiiii.” He said cutely, not remembering he was in public. His face went red when he saw a Snow leopard in a row of seats looking at him with a smug expression on his face. It was then that the clear and distinct sound of jerking off came from his phone. “Waaaaaah!” He dug into his bag feverishly for his headphones and plugged them in.

What he heard through the crisp speakers was a lewd goon session. The familiar sounds of Shifty’s low grunts, Itorian’s silent strokes on his cock, and Ember’s wet, sloppy assault on her member with the occasional moan. He blushed even deeper, trying to hide the fact that he was practically listening to porn in public. Purro couldn’t resist. He was missing out on their first irl goon session! Awww! He bemoaned.

“Oh, Purro,” Ember moaned loud enough for him to hear. His ears perked up, shifting the headphones on his head. “Your cute little moans.”

“Goooooooooooouuuuuuuuu,” Purro held in one of the aforementioned ‘cute little moans’, scrunching his face shut and curling his fingers and toes together. THEY’RE DOING THIS ON PURPOSE!!!!!!

“How I long to tease our good boy,” Itorian said softly as he stroked his cock, letting out a lustful moan. Purro curled into a ball, trying to be as small as possible. It proved to be hopeless. When one is in an airport, in a very uncomfortable plastic chair, one cannot hope to curl into a ball. “I bet he’s as cute as he sounds.”

“He’s the goodest, bestest, cutest boy,” Shifty added. The stroking of his cock came in through the mic.

It was no use. Purro’s cock was rising from underneath his dense goo. “Wawawawawawaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” He couldn’t take it anymore. This wasn’t his room where he could be as loud as he wanted. Holding in his reflex reactions to being called cute and constantly coddled by his friends was destroying him. He quickly grabbed his bag and ran to the nearest bathroom. This had to be remedied. All the while, he was bombarded by constant compliments from his dear friends. ‘He’s such a good boy,’ ‘the things I would do to such a subby little goo like Purro,’ ‘I bet he wants all this dommy cum on his body,’ and so on. If it weren’t for his mask, passersby would be thinking that a cherry had zoomed past them.

Sprinting into a bathroom and securing a stall, he had a chance to take care of his problem. Luckily, it was easy to hide. His cock was the exact same color as his goo and blended in. He continued to listen to the goon session while he ran his gooey hands up and down his length.

“I’d run my hands up and down his body, savoring the sensations of his goo.”

“Then I’d find a more sensual place to touch, caressing and squeezing.”

“Of course, he’d be moaning and squealing so much that we’d have no use but to plant a kiss right on his lips, wouldn’t we?”

“Oh yes. My gooey lips would be all over him, my tongue going deep into his mouth, tasting everything he has to offer.”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAOOOOFSGASDGASgasdjfaslkjdhf!” It didn’t matter who said what anymore. He kept a hand over his mouth while the other hand was a downstairs DJ. Even then, his moans still echoed in the bathroom. He couldn’t even tell if anyone else came in. “Shtthaaaap…”

“And when we’re done, we’ll cuddle him.”

“Oh, yes. Cuddles are very important.”

“We’d give him only the best cuddles we have to offer. Surround him in our love.”

“And our sweaty bodies after giving him our love.”

“HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH![/b]” Purro shouted. He bit his finger to keep himself from full-on shouting. But, his goon session came to a premature end, and he made a deposit in the spank bank, coating the toilet with his thick, goopy black cum. His back spasmed, his legs nearly gave out, and his cock throbbed like never before. “Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…..” Purro’s tension deflated as his tanks emptied. He opened his eyes, and he nearly screamed for a different reason. Is this a crime? He looked left and right. A pounding resounded in his ears, beating over the sounds of his friends reaching climax as well.

“Oh, Purro!”

“Purro!”

“Uh… Purro…”

The sounds of cum squirting onto the floor cut through the noise. Abruptly, the call ended with a faint chuckle in the background.

“Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no.” Purro covered his mouth and peeked outside of the stall. No one. He bent over and checked the stalls—no one in there either. “Oh boy.” He grabbed his phone and backpack and casually walked out of the bathroom like nothing happened while recovering from the bombardment of Good Boy compliments via call. “That couldn’t have been an accident. Right?”

Purrrrrrrro
Did you do that on purpose?

FlamingEmbers
What do you mean, cutie?

Purrrrrrrro
faghasfg
That call! Don’t lie to me!
Don’t gaslight me, I really don’t like that!
You know that…

FlamingEmbers
Did we do that?
https://tenor.com/view/extasyxx-gif-800813661851963600

Purrrrrrrro
sigh
Yeah, you totally did
You got me hard and made me spooge all over the toilet too.

ShiftingSheep
Don’t wish to leave you out, you know?

Purrrrrrrro
Aaaaaaaw
I love you guys
But seriously though. If I don’t make it, it means I got arrested for public indecency.

Thatdoodwhoenjoyscuisine
Uh ohs
Be carefuls
Huggggggggggggggggoo

Purrrrrrrro
Will do. Just gotta wait for my flight. Still…

Miraculously, his chair was still open. Purro sat back down and took a short nap. He couldn’t afford to take a long one lest his flight be announced while he was asleep.

__________


Now boarding Flight 165 to Furgis, TN
Now boarding Flight 165 to Furgis, TN

“God damn it,” Purro muttered under his breath. The touchscreen controls on Changed Mobile were absolute ass, rendering the library nearly impossible. “I'm never gonna get past this.” As he rounded a bookshelf, he tried to push the box out of the way, but the human wouldn't lock onto the box. “Come… on…” he pulled the on-screen analog stick toward the box but was eaten by the massive slime monster again. “Son of a!” He shut his phone off. “Maybe there's a reason I had to download this with a shady apk.”

Last call for Flight 165 to Furgis, TN
Last call for Flight 165 to Furgis, TN

“Oh fuck!” Purro yanked his phone’s charger cord from the outlet that he had been hoarding for the last few hours, grabbed his bag, and sprinted for his gate. The line was already dwindling as he was only yards away. His bag bounced on his soft back as he ran like his life depended on it. Please please please make it! He lowered his head and gunned it. He splattered against the door of the gate, the attendant looking at him unamused.

“Ticket?” The rabbit asked sourly. Purro pulled his ticket from his hoodie pocket and handed it to her. She sighed. “Have a nice flight.” She opened the door, and Purro's body scraped against the frame, pooling onto the floor.

“Y-y-yeah,” he responded sheepishly. “Thank you.” Recovering from his embarrassment, he walked through the corridor.

The attendant reached for a microphone on her podium. “Cleanup crew at gate 19, please? Goo again.”



“Here it is,” Ember said proudly. The three of them stood in front of a lot in front of a strip mall. The building itself was rather small, no larger than one of those drive-thru coffee businesses. The building shared her color scheme, black being the dominant color, with the bright neon green along the edges of the ceiling acting like neon lights on a diner. “There used to be an Applebee's here, but they didn't last long.”

“It looks,” Shifty paused to think of proper words. The building was, to her credit, made of goo. “Well, it's certainly unique.”

“Why is it gooey?” Itorian asked with dismay. “I know you're a unique soul, Ember, but surely construction costs weren't that bad.”

“Why not?” Ember said as it were obvious. “I have all this goo at my disposal; I may as well use it.” She held her hand flat and shot fountains of goo from her hands.

Shifty put a hand to his face in bafflement. “Yes, but at some point, one must ask, ‘Because I CAN do this, SHOULD I do this.”

“Yer just a spoilsport,” Ember chastised. “Come inside.”

Ember pulled the front door open and ushered her friends inside. There was only room for 20 people at once in the main lobby. All the room was taken up in the back. “Looks great, doesn't it?” Despite the outside looking soft and gooey, the inside looked rather solid. There were two small tables, telling guests that this wasn't a dine-in establishment, but there were still spots to wait. Glowing decorations on the wall drew Itorian’s attention, distracting him from the lingering feeling of sensory overload. He hovered above the floor, not wanting to touch the ground.

“You've never told us what you're serving,” Itorian said.

“Oops, you're right.” Ember smacked her forehead, sending a wave through her body making her breasts and thighs jiggle. “My suppliers are showing up today.”

“Well, can you tell us at least?” Shifty asked. “You're keeping us in the dark.”

“Oh no, I'll tell you,” Ember smirked. She sprung her trap. The two of them suddenly froze, a force beyond their control seizing their bodies. “Goo, of course.”

“Ember!” Shifty shouted. “What the hell are you doing?”

“What?” Ember shrugged nonchalantly. “What makes you think I'm causing this?” The door suddenly disappeared, leaving the three of them trapped inside the gooey building. “I would never pull such a dirty trick on my friends, whom I love so dearly.”

Itorian scoffed. “You're a horrible actor.” He closed his eyes and tried to teleport but was met with a sharp sting. “Gah!” Ember’s goo was blocking his psychic powers!

“Fine, fine,” Ember sighed. “I'll spare the monologue.” She approached them. “I'll give you two one last chance, through.” She placed a hand on their cheeks. “Will you join the Hive willingly? Or will I have to force you?” She put on a sympathetic face. “Don’t make me force you, please. I want my friends to join us on their own.”

“What is the Hive?” Shifty asked.

“A wonderfully lewd place, Shifty baby.” Ember bent over and placed her head against his. “We corrupt others into joining us. Our gooey bodies bring only bliss to those who join.” She placed a hand against his belly. “Just a touch from our goo can send you into utter bliss, leaving you under my control.”

“We didn't get any of your,” Itorian started saying. Then it hit him. The creme filling in the cupcakes. He thought it felt a bit odd, even if it tasted as sweet as the frosting. They had consumed her goo unknowingly, and she had utter control of their bodies.

“As much as I fancy corruption,” Shifty started to say while struggling, “I prefer to keep it sensual.”

“Azrael told me to corrupt you,” Ember cooed as she switched to Itorian, feeling his abs, “but I simply couldn't bring myself to do it without asking first. I love you too much.” She licked Itorian's head, leaving a trail of goo behind from her long, black tongue. Instantly, the goo she left behind shot around his head, stretching and wrapping him tightly, wriggling into his ears. He squirmed and shook, trying in vain to get the goo off of his body without the use of his arms. It continued to work down the rest of his body, seemingly infinite in mass.

“Oi!” Shifty shouted. He struggled, trying to regain control of his body. He was left with no choice. “I don't like getting rough,” he said in a low tone. His stuffed body began to shift and contort. One arm exploded in size, muscles erupting. Then the other. Ember watched in amazement, learning a little secret about her friend. She watched as his cute little body bulged with muscles, one after the other. His torso filled out to match his arms, his neck as thick as his biceps. Growing four feet taller as his legs sprouted and grew more and more built, Shifty broke the control that Ember's goo had over him. “But,” Shifty said in a deeper voice, “needs must.”

“Well, well,” Ember sassed with a hand on her gooey hip. “Aren't we full of surprises?”

Without words, Shifty reeled back and let his fist fly toward her. It sank into her body. Ember's goo jiggled wildly, but she barely budged. “Oh, dear,” Shifty said, his voice absolutely deadpan. His fist was stuck inside of her. “That's unfortunate.” With his free arm, he reached for Itorian, planning to break through the wall and make a run for it. As he did so, Itorian stuck to his arm. He was completely covered in neon green goo, breathing heavily as if he was being pleasured. “Well, bugger.”

“I tried to give you a choice,” Ember sighed. “Guess we're doing this my way.” Ember's body dissolved and coated Shifty's enormous arm and quickly began spreading over his torso.

“No! No! No!” Shifty waved his arm wildly as if trying to shake off a wasp. Ember was stuck and covering him fast. To make matters worse, Itorian disappeared from his grip, climbing his arm as well. Betrayal! “Absolute buggeration!” Shifty moaned as Ember covered his face.

Welcome to the Hive, boys. Ember’s voice echoed in their minds. I have great plans for you two.




Purro landed in Furgis and hurriedly ran out of the plane. That day, he learned that he hated flying. Although he had sent DMs to the group throughout the flight, Ember was the only one to respond. At least she’d be there.

He rushed to a designated meeting area that Ember had pointed out. “By the huge standee?” What did she mean by that? Then something caught his eye. “Oh.” A twenty-foot-tall standee of some country singer stood by a coffee stand. “That’s what she meant.” He reread the DM.

FlamingEmbers
You’ll know me when you see me

Purro could only hope she was right. Making his way through the crowd, getting closer and closer to the towering standee, he noticed something. A head of gooey green hair. His heart raced. He stood there like a fool. Oh god… I’m not ready for this… Commuters and travelers filed around him as he stood in the middle of the hallway, arms dangling at his sides. He was miles away from home, about to meet his online friend, and she looked HOT! SHE WAS HOT!!!

I’m getting him now, Mom. Ember leaned against the wall, one foot propped up.

You did such an excellent job with Shifty and Itorian, Ember. Azrael chuckled seductively. I knew corrupting you was a wise choice.

This Duchess plans to serve, Mother. Ember replied obediently and gratefully. I’m sure that Purro will be as obedient. He’s a subby little thing.

Very good~ Go make him yours.

Ember opened her eyes, welcoming the airport's noise and crowded interior. What awaited her was Purro, standing in the middle of the hallway, looking like a lost puppy. She stood with a confident smirk and began strutting toward him, disregarding anyone in her way. Anyone who did would be corrupted later.

Purro snapped back to reality. “U-u-u-u-u-u-uh…” he pressed his fingers together in front of him, looking everywhere but her direction. Oh no, she's coming to me! Wait, is she… He couldn’t believe it. She completely ignored everyone else and went to him. So striking. It was unavoidable when Ember was standing in front of him, a whole two feet taller than him. “Hi?”

“Purro?” Ember asked teasingly. “What are ya doin’ just standin’ here?”

“I uh, I, uh…. I–I-I-I-I-I,” his brain malfunctioned. She WAS hot! Her breasts were at eye level, dangling in his face. It looked like she wasn’t wearing anything. The smell of her gooey body was intoxicating. A musk emanated from her due to the sweltering heat within the building and penetrated Puro’s nose, taking up permanent residence.

“Hey, now, cutie.” Ember leaned over and pet his head. For the first time, she heard one of his cute, overwhelmed moans in person. It brought a smile to her face, making her chuckle. “Glad you made it.”

“HoooooooOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Purro shrunk into himself and lunged at her for a hug, their gooey bodies sticking together. He buried his face into her body, masking his tears of joy.

“Come on, good boy~” Ember cooed. “You probably need rest.” He clung to her while she strode to her car. She pried him from her body and set him in the front seat. He had fallen asleep. “What a tired boy.” She drove carefully to the house and carried him inside to his room.

“Better enjoy your last nap, cutie.” She kissed his forehead. He reflexively twitched and moaned. “God, you’re adorable. Almost makes what I have to do to you regrettable.” She held her hand above his head, allowing a single drop to fall into his ear. Ember watched it slide deep inside and out of sight. She left, knowing full well what was in store.




Purro dreamed—an inky blackness, goo dripping from the dark ceiling above them. No lights or anything to illuminate his path. His mask stood out in the darkness. “Hello?” Purro called, his voice echoing infinitely. “Anyone?” Still it echoed. “Ember? Shifty? Itorian?”

…purro…

He turned. “Wha?” Nothing.

Heya, Purro!

He knew that voice. “Shifty?”

Hullo, Purro.

“Itorian!” Purro spun in circles. Where were they? “Where are you?” The goo splashed beneath him. “This isn’t funny guys. Come out already!”

So they did. Three bodies emerged from the floor as if it were a body of water. Covered in the dripping goo, Purro could barely see them in the darkness.

Purro

It was a haunting voice—three individuals speaking at the same time, in the exact intonation.

We have been waiting for you.

“WHO ARE YOU!? Purro fell to his rear, unable to move. Then, the inky blackness began to fall away from their bodies, revealing their black, dark green, and neon green bodies. There was only one he recognized. “Ember, what are you doing?!”

We have joined the Hive, Purro[/i[/b]]. The three took a step closer. One was clearly a Mewtwo and the other an anthro substitution doll, but that couldn’t be right. They had revealed what they were before, but they were very clearly all males except Ember. This Mewtwo was a total milf with rockin’ tits, and the substitution doll was a shortstack! Their neon green nipples glowed in the darkness. Even Shifty’s closed eyes, which never opened, seemed to glimmer as radiantly as the others’.

“No!” Purro tried to stand, but his legs wouldn’t cooperate. “Please, I’m scared!”

Join us, Purro. You’re next!

As their hands touched his body, Purro screamed in agony.




He awoke screaming as well. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Shooting up from underneath thin sheets, he nearly fell off the bed. His breathing made his heart beat like a bass drum in a dance club. His mask was covered in thin, dripping black sweat. “Oh, my god,” he panicked.

“Purro!” A voice shouted from behind a door as it swung open. “Purro, what’s wrong?” Ember barged in with a worried look on her face. “Why are you screaming?”

Purro didn’t know what to tell her. What a loser! He bullied himself internally. You had such a bad dream, you woke up screaming, and now Ember thinks you’re a loser! “I-I-I-I,” Purro sniffled. “I had a bad dream…” He couldn’t look her in the eye. His body was suddenly wrapped in a soft, gooey hug.

“Yeah, that’ll happen in a new place,” Ember said calmly. “And your flight was delayed. You were probably tuckered out.” She tried to release him, but Purro pulled her in closer. “Aww, alright.” She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him in closer. “Come now, cutie pie.” She stroked his head while he let out a small moan reflexively. “It’s already 3 pm. You really needed sleep.”

“3 PM?!” Purro shouted. “I’m wasting my vacation!” He wriggled out of Ember’s grip and looked at her. “Where’s Itorian and Shifty? I wanna meet 'em!”

“You slept so long, I left em at my restaurant to get some small work done.” She scritched underneath his chin. His ears dropped, and he moaned pleasantly. “Good thing I came by when I did.”

“Let’s go then. I can’t wait anymore!” Purro shot out of bed and bolted out the door. “Where do I go?!”

“Slow down, killer.” Ember rose from the bed. She smirked, knowing he would soon be corrupted.

It was a long drive. Not because it was gonna be a long commute to work, but because, for once, Purro was so excited, he couldn’t keep his mouth closed. “What’s there to do around here? Is that your house? Tell me where we’re going. Tell me more about you!” Ember chuckled and did as he wished, answering nearly any question he had. “Is this it?” Purro asked as they pulled up at the restaurant. “It’s so gooey!”

“That’s the point,” Ember said as she put the car in park. “They’re inside waiting for us.”

“Why’s the parking lot empty?” Purro asked as he looked around the empty lot. “I thought it was open already.

“Oh, not yet,” Ember replied with a grin. “My shipment finally came, so I can finish up final preparations today. I can open tomorrow if all goes well.” She held open the door for Purro, and they walked inside.

Purro was amazed by the inside of Ember’s restaurant. “A carryout place,” he said as he looked around. Two dispensers sat behind the counter. There was no menu above the counter or prices. “So, you still haven’t told me the menu.”

“Here me out now,” Ember said as she walked over to the counter. “I’m sure I’ve told you how I have a vendetta against food buzzwords, right?” She didn’t bother to raise the barrier, blocking customers from going behind the counter, opting to walk right through, and her body reforming on the other side.

“Yeah. Texture, organic, and all that, right?”

“Fuck those,” Ember said, proving her point. “Here’s what I did. We got a lot of farmers in this neck of the woods. A lot of their veggies go bad by the time they make it to the local stores. So, I take all the produce they can’t sell and toss them all into shakes and smoothies.” She slammed one of the dispensers. “It’s naturally organic, locally grown, supporting local businesses, and even better, cheap.”

“But…” Purro looked confused. “You hate all that.” He counted three buzzwords in that sentence alone.

“Yeah, when it’s used to jack up the price,” Ember corrected. She grabbed a clear plastic cup from the holders on the side and filled it to the brim with a thick, green smoothie from the machine. Purro’s ears perked up when he heard the machine filling the cup. It sounded like moaning. “It’s different every time, too, based on what I can get.” She gave Purro the cup, nearly overflowing. “Here, test it.”

Purro took it and looked at it. It was thick. Not because it was cold either, it was just thick. “What is it though?”

“Try it and guess.” Ember grinned smugly. “Bet you won’t get it.”

“Fine.” Purro tried to drink the mysterious substance. It slowly slid into his mouth and covered his mouth. The taste was undefinable. While not unpleasant by any means, it wasn’t his favorite. “I don’t know, what’s growing this season? Fruits and veggies?” Ember nodded, her smirk only growing. “Ok, uh… spinach?”

“Nope.”

“Strawberries?”

“Nada.”

“I don’t know!” Purro drank more, upending the glass, letting the smoothie slide down his throat. “What is it?”

Ember unhooked some latches on the side of the dispenser, showing the contents inside. Purro froze in fear. “It’s your best friend’s goo!” Ember shouted excitedly. Inside the large dispenser, hooked up to milkers on both his tits and his cock, was Itorian. The corrupted Mewtwo was bound inside, his glowing green eyes sparking with ecstasy. “Isn’t he such a good sport?”

“Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh…” Purro fell to his knees. This was no coincidence. He looked exactly like he did in his dream.

“Oh, and can’t forget about Shifty.” Ember strode over to the other machine and opened it up, revealing a corrupted Shifty, whose massive knockers rivaled Embers. “It was so much fun corrupting them. Itorian didn’t even fight back. Can you believe it? For someone with psychic powers, he sure didn’t want to use them.” The corrupted shortstack Shifty sat in the dispenser, obediently waiting for his turn to be used. They resembled Ember in nearly every way—the same patterns, hair color, and everything aside from their proportions.

“Was this your plan from the start?” Purro asked, horrified.

“You know it, cutie.” Ember leaped over the counter, approaching Purro. “And there’s no escape for you, either.” Instantly, the door vanished, swallowed by the gooey walls. “I have plans for you.”

The world was somehow soiled now. ‘Cutie.’ How could someone like Ember do this to him and the others? They confided so much in each other! Gooned for so long! Shared some deep, dark secrets! “Why?!” Purro asked as Ember stood above him. “WHY ARE YOU BETRAYING US?!”

“I’m not betraying you,” Ember said. “I’m bringing you with me.” She fell to her knees as well. “Wouldn’t you want a life filled with lust? No worries because you’re practically invincible?” Ember grabbed Purro’s shoulders and pulled him closer. “I want us to be together in the Hive.”

Those words rang familiar. “What has this ‘Hive’ done to you?” Purro asked defiantly. “You used to be so caring. You used to want what was best for us. You told us that you love us!”

“I still do,” Ember corrected. “I still love you all. Especially you, Purro.” She pulled him close, her lips latching onto his. Her tongue lashed around in his mouth, coiling around his and pouring her goo into his body. At first, he fought. He didn’t want this! Purro wanted the Ember who loved them genuinely without this drive for corruption. But his body resisted. It wouldn’t allow him to resist.

Can’t you see, Purro? A voice in his head resounded. Us four are meant to be together. We will help corrupt the world! Show them the love that we share! We’re all low-key gay for each other but just want to have a good time! Purro moaned as his body got warmer, blazing like a solar flare. We can bring unity to the world through goo! Azrael can rule us all!

Ember pulled away from his mouth. Purro’s face was lost in euphoria. “Ohay…” he said with a slur. “Who’z Azrael?”

“The Mother and Ruler of The Hive, sweetheart~” Ember cooed. “And soon, your Mother, too.” She planted her hands firmly where his cock would be, feeling a firm bulge underneath his goo. “Why don’t you give Mommy Ember a good look at this cock?” She turned him around so his head was leaning back on her breasts like a pillow. She squeezed and toyed until Purro’s dark, gooey cock emerged from his body. “There it is~” she said directly into his ear. “Let’s start your corruption here.”

She wrapped her hands around his shaft, feeling every vein and bump. Her gooey embrace sent Purro over the moon. “WAaaaaOOOOOaaaOOOOOaaaaaHH,” he let his voice go. It was just him and Ember now. Just like those private calls they hid from Itorian and Shifty, but irl! This was what he wanted! So what if he was gonna be corrupted and join some hive? This was what he longed for ever since he left for this trip. Ember’s talented hands spread more and more of her goo over his body with each stroke, his jet-black cock turning a dark, military green. “You’ll look so good in our colors,” she whispered in a low, seductive tone. She growled into his ear as she continued to pleasure him.

It was a miracle that Purro didn’t melt on the spot. She was hitting all his weak points. Pet names, ear play, even her breasts had a little musk to them. “Mommy,” he moaned as his lower body turned green. Ember nibbled on his ear, gently tugging and pouring goo over his head. He shouted in pleasure as he let more goo overtake him, corrupting his goo into Hive goo. Suddenly, his cock began to grow. He felt it in wild, heavy throbs throughout his body. In bursts, his cock expanded to double the usual size.

“We’re not stopping here, though, boy.” Ember sprouted two more arms from her sides and reached for his chest. Her hands fondled his biceps, soft and supple. They only grew softer as they turned green, neon nipples sprouting from the budding mounds that she was adding to his body. Goo covered his face, corrupting his mask. The once hard, porcelain mask turned neon green, his eyes following suit. Corruption from all three sections of his body connected, rendering his entire gooey self completely green. “We’re not yet. You still need a supple pair of titties.”

“Wha?” Her spell was broken. His eyes shot open, and he looked at his lower body. As phenomenal as his cock was becoming, now triple what it was, that wasn’t what was causing distress. The mounds on his chest inflated rapidly, on track to be as large as Embers if the pace continued. “NO! Please!” Puro shouted. “I don’t want titties!”

Ember looked shocked. “But, Purro,” she said sadly. “Titties are the best! You can touch em, and toy with them, and-”

“I don’t want tits!” Purro shouted again. “Please, anything but tits, ok?” Gooey tears began to fall from his eyes.

She was at a loss. Who wouldn’t want tits in this situation? But Purro was a very special boy. It would only make sense that his tastes were unique. “Ok,” Ember said, digging her fingers into his body. The H cups that had sat on his chest quickly disappeared. “I’m sorry. I got ahead of myself.” She pulled him back against her. “I’m so happy that you’re willing to join us.”

Purro hesitated, thinking about his response. “If, um…” he stopped. “As long as you’re there…”

“Oh, Purro.” She pulled his face close and kissed him. Not a gooey, corruptive kiss, but a passionate, long, eyes closed, softly-moaning kiss. She even stopped jerking him off to focus on it. Purro moaned softly as he shared a kiss with the girl he had gooned with for so long. One of the few people that he had opened up to and felt no fear, remorse, or regret after doing so. Ember pulled away, green goo connecting their faces in small strands. “I know what you do like, though.”

She reached over again and grabbed his cock. “You want a giant, massive cock.”

With eyes wide open in awe, Purro watched as he went from an upgrade to a full-on industrial-sized version of his member. It all happened so fast, like inflating a balloon with a lungful of air. Purro moaned as he reached for his massive member, feeling the throbbing and pulsing in his hands. “Gasdksfbljsdandijksahkdasfsadfsakhdfksck,” his voice lost control in the shadow of his cock. It was nearly as tall and thick as he was!

“That’s it, good boy~” Ember cooed. “Feel the power of your new cock. My gift from me to you.”

“Nnnnngggggggghh!” His tongue fell from his mouth as the sensitivity from his cock sent chills down his gooey spine. The slightest touch made his brain spasm.

“That’s it, cutie~” Ember reached her arm out to Purro’s cock, stretching her hand around his shaft. Wrapping around it like a fleshlight, she stroked it from tip to base, spreading more of her goo over it, savoring Purro’s singing voice. “Give me your first big load, shug,” Ember pulled his head toward hers and kissed him again. All of his moans flew into her mouth as their tongues wrapped together, practically tying together in a knot.

Purro’s body shook as he felt his length throb like never before. The slimy sensations from Ember’s body were sending him over the edge. “Haaaaaa, haaaaaaaaaaaaa, HOOooooooooooooooooooooo!” Purro shouted into Ember’s goopy maw. Neon green goo spewed from his cock like a volcano, splatting against the ceiling and dripping onto their bodies like rain. Ember pulled away from Purro’s mouth to let him savor his climax. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” His subby voice rang out in the building.

Welcome to the Hive, Purro~ A low, seductive voice filled his brain, echoing in his ears. Such a cutie~

Ember stood and chuckled. “How about we all have a good session together?” She leaped over the counter and yanked the milkers from Shifty and Itorian’s body. They opened their eyes groggily. “Come on, you two,” She pulled them from inside the dispensers and threw them over her shoulders. “It’s about time we all had our fun together.”

Purro laid on the floor, his cock still aching for more. Ember grabbed Shifty, with his fat ass, wide hips, and massive titties, and placed him on Purro’s face. He immediately sprung to action and ground his butt against Purro’s face, spreading goo all over him.

“Who’s a gooed boy~?” Shifty teased as he rubbed his asshole over Purro’s nose, making him shiver. Quick as a whip, the shortstack plush reptile turned around, pushing his hard goo-dick against Purro’s gasping mouth. “Who’s our gooedest boy~?”

“Itorian, you and I are gonna plow this boy.” She grabbed the corrupted Mewtwo, his MILF body making him way heavier than expected, and lined up his asshole with Purro’s enormous schlong. “You ready?” Itorian nodded obediently and nervously. She released him, his body sliding onto Purro’s cock like a glove, stretching his stomach and torso like a fleshlight. Itorian screamed with pleasure. His feet hit the floor as his ass cheeks clapped against Purro’s pelvis.

“Oh yes!” Itorian screamed. “Purro! You’re massive inside me!” His breasts jiggled as he kicked off of the floor, sending his body halfway up Purro’s cock, then sliding back down to the base once more. Purro screamed, his mouth muffled by Shifty’s cock that only grew larger, forcing its way down his throat. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, the euphoria from his friends pleasuring him nearly enough to knock him unconscious.

Ember wasn’t about to be undone, though. She fell to her knees and sprouted her cock. “And just for you, good boy,” she said as she grasped the horse cock she was so fond of, “I’ll make it even larger.” Her dark green member expanded in length and girth in her hands, reaching only a fraction of Purro’s but enough to stretch his asshole wide enough to sizes never before experienced. It leaked neon green precum, lubricating his hole as she brought her flared tip to his hole. “Here I come, cutie.”

Purro shouted as his asshole was instantly stretched. He was no better than a toy for his friends! But that was ok. If being fucked in two holes and his cock used was what made him a toy, then he was content being a toy. More than content, he adored it!

A wave of pleasure hit him like a truck. He shot cum into Itorian, filling his belly to pregnant sizes. His screams shot into Shifty’s dick, his vocalizations vibrating the short stack’s dick, amplifying his pleasure. Ember and Shifty rode Purro hard; all the while, Itorian pursued his own climax, eager for his cock to spew all over Purro.

What good drones you three make for me~ the voice echoed in their heads. Ember was correct in corrupting you. You will serve the hive with utmost loyalty~

Shifty grunted softly. “Already-? Hngh…! Cumming!” He grabbed Purro’s head and brought him closer, shoving his cock deeper down his throat. Purro’s belly filled with Shifty’s gooey seed, inflating his body.

Ember shoved her cock into him one last time and blew her load, inflating him further. If it weren’t for being stuck on Purro’s cock, Itorian would have fallen backward. “That’s a good boy~” Ember cooed as her cock pumped more of her gooey cum inside of him.

Itorian moaned loudly, eager to release his spunk. His cock quivered, shooting his goo all over Purro’s belly. His green eyes glowed brightly with lust as he drained his balls. With tits bouncing and voice echoing off the walls of the restaurant, he went limp after his overwhelming climax. The four of them, all exhausted, one filled and inflated like a giant water balloon, fainted into a heap.

Such good friends~ Azrael chuckled. It will be a pleasure to have them in the family.

__________


“Wow, these are mighty tasty,” a college girl said to her friend as the two walked out of Tropical Gooey Cafe. Ember stood behind the counter, readily filling cups and taking orders. There was a line out the door for their grand opening. The price and quality of the product simply couldn’t be beat in the area. As Ember served one customer after the other, she thought of what she’d have to do once the doors closed. With all that goo in their bodies, she could corrupt them all with the snap of a finger. They would join the Hive, whether they’d want to or not. This whole town would belong to her and Azrael soon.

“I need to hire an employee at this rate,” Ember mumbled as she ran to the back quickly for another stack of cups. “Well, more than just us four anyway.” She peeked into the break room. There was Purro, hooked up to a giant dick milker and strapped to an examination table. Tubes from the milker lined the walls, running up to the front to a separate dispenser. He moaned loudly, thanks to the soundproofing in the room, able to savor every sensation from his cock. To Ember’s surprise, the Premium Shake that sold for $4 was the hot seller, as compared to the Special Shakes, the ones from Shifty and Itorian, which sold for $2. The supply was never-ending, thanks to the nature of their bodies.

“HI!” A short calico girl said when Ember reached the counter. “Oh, it’s finally my turn!” Her amber eyes glowed with excitement. “I uh… uh….” Her body wiggled nervously, making her enormous breasts shake wildly in her tight shirt. “Um… What do you recommend?”

Ember couldn’t help but chuckle. She turned around and filled a cup with a Premium Shake. “On the house, cutie.”

The girl’s tail went haywire. “WOW! REALLY?!” She grabbed the glass and slurped it immediately. “WHOA!” Purro’s goo sat around her lips. “I love it!”

“That’s great. Come by more often,” Ember smiled warmly. It seems I found my new employee.

I agree, Ember, Azrael added. Don’t lose track of her.

When night comes, Ember would have to find her. The goo will make it the easiest thing in the world. And when she’d found her…

Ember bit her lip. Don’t fantasize now, or else I'll spray my Private Reserve Shake under the counter!

A tray tapped on the counter. An office lady with a green-ringed mouth gave Ember a bright smile. “Two Specials and two Premiums, please!”

”Coming right up!” Ember grinned, pressing two buttons, setting the machines vibrating. In her mind, she could hear her three suppliers moaning with pleasure.

Just what would her new employee think of this? Would it get her as horny as Ember felt? Would the break room become a place of passionate release for them between shifts? A quintuplet of voices, all raised in ecstatic bliss…

Of course, Ember already knew the answer. Her cock started peeking out from her body instinctively.

Fuck. Stop it! Or you really will have to offer a Private Reserve!

Ember took the woman’s money and handed over the drinks, waving as the office lady smiled over her shoulder. There was still a long line to get through!

Business before pleasure. But then, such pleasure~
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