Night of the Rainbow Mushrooms
mc; Xg; X+g; X+F; Fg; XF; Xdom; oral; mast; anal; tf; futa
Another beautiful day was about to end in Mt. Mentempuer. A snowy island paradise, where all the insanely rich go for their winter vacation. Its signature volcano is still active, but has been dormant for hundreds of years, and there is no fear for any eruptions anytime soon. A lot of snow builds up at its peaks which makes it a magnet for extreme skiers.
But down at ground level is where it begins. The sun sets over to the horizon when it is discovered that the Cooper family's only child, a twelve year old girl named Sammi, went missing. Nobody witnessed where she might've went. For over an hour, dozens of volunteers have combed through the thick snow forests. Even Sammi's mother, Stacy, joined the search, but haven't even found a ski trail. The island was known for getting intensely cold at night, and there were rumors that strange things happened after dark. From a mad scientist kidnapping unsuspecting tourists, to alien abductions. None of that phased Stacy at all. What really worried her was that it will get colder soon, and time is of the essence.
Sammi had strayed away from the path that her skiing group was taking to follow a rabbit. No one else had noticed it, but she swore that its fur glimmered with many colors. She wanted to capture it, and make it her pet, but by the time she lost sight of it, she became lost herself. She couldn't backtrack herself as fresh snow covered her ski tracks. She tried yelling out "Help!" many times, but did not hear a response. Shivering from fear, and the cold creeping through her poorly insulated pants, she continued to trek slowly across the thick forest. Her tears leaked through the lining of her goggles, where they instantly freeze along her cheeks. Suddenly, something glinted slightly to her left. She darts her head and sees the shiny rainbow rabbit sitting up at twenty feet from where she was standing. It appeared to be looking at her, twitching its nose. Sammi thought twice about resuming the chase, but then she thought that she would be found eventually, and they would all be in complete awe that she discovered a new species of rabbit.
"Here, little bunny wunny," she called out. The snow appeared to be not as thick in this area, so she unlatched her boots from the ski's bindings, and slowly walks towards the mammal with her arms forward, ready to pounce. The rabbit continued to stare at her as she loomed closer. She lunges in, but it quickly jumps away a couple of leaps, watching Sammi belly flop on the white power. She gets up, and whips the snow from her googles. The rabbit stares at her again from a few feet away. She thrusts herself forwards at another attempt, but the rabbit jumps away from her grabbing range once again. It stops and stares at her once again, as if it's playing a game with her. Completely stressed out, she runs towards it. The rabbit reacts, and takes off. Its movements are still too fast for Sammi to grab it, but not as fast as her first chase with the long eared freak, staying within her eyesight throughout the entire ordeal.
As she ran after it, the snow in her path had gotten thinner and thinner. The temperature getting warmer. She eventually ran up to the point where she tread on green grass. In fact, it stopped snowing altogether. She stopped when she noticed something glowing from far away. It looked like a huge bonfire, but she couldn't tell. She then looked down to see that the rabbit has stopped as well, looking at her with the same stare. Only this time, it hops away by only making one step forward, and the chase resumed. It headed onward towards the glowing area, and she didn't realize it. The temperature was so warm, that she was starting to sweat. She wiped the fog building up on her goggles, only to trip on a tree root. Panting, she pushed herself back up. Blinded by the fog in her goggles again, she takes them off. The rabbit was gone, but what Sammi saw before her eyes was just as unbelievable.
A patch of land, no more than the size of a boxing ring, was completely free of snow. As Sammi got back on her feet, she noticed a hot spring to her right, the rest of the area consisted of green grass, which was short enough to resemble an average lawn, so it was a sign that it started to grow a short while ago. There was something else growing along the grass, and they stuck out like a sore thumb. Mushrooms. Dozens of mushrooms with a variety of color that you would see in a crayon box. Sweating from the humidity, Sammi takes off her hat, gloves, and coat, leaving her sweater on, Being sweaty and stinky would be less embarrassing than rescuers finding her with only her bra and pants on. As she walks to get a better look, she noticed that these were not ordinary looking mushrooms. They were much taller, glossier, and the width of their caps were very short. "Bleh!" she cringed, as they reminded her of the time when she accidentally barged in on her dad, when he was getting out of the shower, and getting a traumatic one second glimpse of his private part. All of them swayed gently back and forth like they were being guided by a breeze, but she felt nothing.
She walked along the gaps, trying not to step on any of them. Some of the girthier ones were difficult to get around with her ski boots, so she just wedged her feet in between the gaps instead of taking steps. She tip toes up to the source of the light that stood prominently in the middle of the patch. A big fat silver mushroom, which was around three feet in height. Its illuminating presence filled the surrounding area with its lunar like light. It looked so pretty to Sammi. It didn't blind her eyes at all. In fact, it felt more soothing like candlelight during a blackout from a thunderstorm. Unlike the smaller shrooms, it was very stationary. It almost looked more like a steel shrine. But as she bent forward a bit, and placed her hand on top of its cap, it felt very warm and soft. Then she realized that she was actually touching it. "Why am I touching this weird thing?!" she asked herself. Just when she started to snap out of it, and pull her hand away, something erupts from the long, smooth crack on the very top of the cap. The warm, silvery liquid splashed her directly onto her face. The impact pushes her back, causing her to fall back, landing right on the bed of shrooms.
She regained consciousness five minutes later, only to be surprised to see that one of the mushrooms was buried inside her mouth. Her head had turned, and her mouth was open when she was knocked out, which gave the shroom the perfect opportunity. It gave her a good dose of its liquid before she pulled it out, and quickly sat back up. She managed to cough some out, but most of it went into her throat, and it was still on her tongue. She tried to wipe it off as well as the silver stuff on her face, but it wouldn't come off. She felt the nasty taste surged the buds of her tongue, the foul stench invaded her nostrils, yet she did not make a gag reflex at all. She felt it on her eyes, yet she still had twenty/twenty vision. As she tried to hack more out, she noticed all the other mushrooms have stopped swaying, and kept their caps focused on her. Then suddenly, they all gush out their liquid. A mixture of reds, blues, greens, oranges, purples, and other colors were completely drenched her clothes, hair, and her face again. She stands up, only to stumble back down on her hands and knees. She crawled herself to the hot spring, feeling weaker with every pace. She dove her face right into the water, without even caring if it was scalding, but lucky for her it was only at body temperature. She wiped the water from her eyes to see her reflection. Her face was still completely silver with specks of other colors mixed in. Her blonde hair now dyed purple, with other colors mixed in as well. It also brought out a glossy shine which resembled the mushrooms. She looked at her hands to see them still covered in colors. The water had no effect as it rolled off her skin in beads. She then placed her face on them and started to cry. She kept on crying, fearing that what she ingested was killing her. But that fear quickly subsided as she started to regain more movement again. She smacked her tongue along the roof of her mouth.
"This tastes pretty good!" she said, as she sniffled her runny nose, also inhaling the shroom's stench. But it didn't smell foul anymore. It smelled so sweet and alluring that it was making her hungry. "It is getting darker after all, and I'm probably going to miss dinner anyway," she thought to herself. "I got to have more!"
She hurried back to the patch to see all of the shrooms pointing their caps to her direction once again. She knelt down, and grabbed an orange one, wrapping her fingers along the fleshy feeling shaft. "Hey there, cutie," she spoke to it, while stroking it softly. "Is this how you like it?" she asked, as she gives it a few firm tugs, watching the slit on its cap open and close to the rhythm. Nothing was coming out. "Oh, I know!" She remembered how the last shroom gave it to her. "You want me to do this, right?" she asked it, after pressing her lips on its tip like a sweet kiss. She presses them again, letting the tip break through, wetting it up with her saliva. A few presses later, the cap was in her mouth. She kept sucking and licking it like a lollipop. Her glazed, rainbow colored pupils inched towards a green mushroom, pointing its tip to her in plain sight, like it was gazing at her. She made a smiling gesture as she continued to suck the orange one. Its vertical slit opened and closed slowly as if it was speaking to her. Sammi seemed to understood what it was trying to say. She wrapped her free hand along its shaft, and started to stroke it softly. She then darted over to the yellow mushroom next to it, making the same gestures. She lets go of the orange one's shaft, only to fellatio it inside her mouth, and grabs the yellow one, giving it the same treatment as the green one. Their slits kept "speaking" to her, letting her know that they're happy. This made Sammi happy. She bobbed her head up and down at a steady pace. Her cheeks looked caved in from the powerful sucking. Her rough taste buds scraped along the lower section. Minutes later, as she felt the cap makes it to her throat, all three shrooms finally gush out. The green and yellow ones sprayed their matching colored liquids all over her face. Much of it filled her nostrils up, which she inhaled proudly. The orange shroom gushed its liquid down her esophagus. She pulled up a little to let it fill her mouth up, swallowing every delicious morsel. She pulled out entirely when it stopped flowing, swishing the last amounts on her tongue, savoring the flavor, before swallowing it. She did not wipe her face. The greens, and yellows, and some of the orange that ran down her chin dried up and quickly adhered.
"More," she gasped out loud, with a look of lust on her face. "I'm still hungry. I need more."
She scuffled to the next shroom, which was another red one. She grabbed hold of its shaft, and was ready to take it in her multi colored throat when the red shroom motioned its mouth. She stared at it attentively.
"You're right," she responded, and stood up. "I am getting hot and sweaty anyway."
She stepped away from the patch, and onto the plain grass, with her back turned from the prying fungi. She unzips her color tattered jacket, and takes it off slowly in front of them. Next she pulled up her sweater, revealing her unpainted back. Sweat started to trickle down her skin. She let out a relieved sigh as the slightly cooler air hit her exposed body. She turned her head to the left, darting her eye towards the shrooms, watching their mouths move.
"But what if my..." she stopped at mid sentence, letting mushrooms speak. "Alright, my little cuties. As long as you feed me."
She resumes her little burlesque show by unsnapping her bra. She kept the front part cupped in until she turned around, and flashed her glistened flat chest. "Do you like what you see?" she asked the patch, and watches their silent mouth movements in response. It had to have been a positive one, as Sammi smiled proudly. She sat down on the grass with full enthusiasm, as she slid her boots off. She grabbed her knit socks by the toe area, and pulled them off. She wiggled her toes, showing the shrooms her sparkling pink nails that she colored herself a while back. "It has always been my favorite color," she said with a giggle. She then lays flat down on her back, puts her legs together, and raises them high up, Putting her fingers along the waistline of her thermal tights and panties, she pulls them both up in one pull, revealing her bare pussy. It got a little wet from her previous feeding, and she didn't realize it. The mushrooms continued to look on with not much reaction at all as her sex juices and sweat flowed down the crack of her ass. Showing how flexible she was, she pulled her legs back a little more to pull off her tights.
Now completely nude, she rests her legs back down, rolls over, and pushes herself up, crawling back into the patch on her hands and knees. She crawled to a nice spot where she plopped her body back down. Her chest compressed a few shrooms, but they were still lively as she felt them continue to wiggle. From her sides, more mushrooms massaged their caps along her thighs. She closed her legs, trapping a line of shrooms in between. The shroom closest to her crotch, dug its shaft in her ass crack. She moaned softly as it rubbed itself along the slit of her sex, moistening it with fresh juices. She trapped a couple more shrooms with her feet, lightly rubbing her arches along their shafts. The sensations they were giving her were so overwhelming that she could only move her arms, which she managed to push herself up by her elbows,
"Why hello there, cutie," she spoke to the mushroom, which was inches from her face. It was a six inch long pink shroom. It was slender, but still girthy enough for Sammi's little mouth. "Are you going to feed me?" she asked, after giving it a few seductive licks on its shaft. "I'm desperately hungry. Please feed me?" she begged. It motioned its lips in response. "Thank you," she said, then she opened her mouth. Her reward shoved itself inside her throat. Her eyes widened with surprise at first, but became more lax, wrapping her lips more firmly. It bobbed itself in and out of her throat. She wrapped her tongue around it, messaging it with her taste buds. She grabbed a couple of shrooms with her hands, and began to jerk them instinctively. Her glazed eyes closed halfway. The liquid she previously ingested was finally affecting her brain. The more pleasure the shrooms gave her, the more of her sense of self faded. Memories of her family, friends, and most of her childhood were disappearing. All she could think about now is serving these things she found disgusting at first. These things were her family now. "Make them happy, and they will feed me," was the only thing flying around her head. As she tugged the shrooms with her hands and feet, she inches her eyes up to the silver shroom. The expression on her shiny face turned to pure bliss as it glew brighter. It remained this way, even when the pink shroom shot its load. She swallowed it all out of reflex. All of the mushrooms in the entire patch soon followed, ejaculating globs of colored ooze all over her body. Not one spot was flesh colored as it kept layering her to the point where she looked like a mound of slime. It was so hot and sensual to her skin that she orgasmed several times. Even the compressed shrooms blew their loads all over her chest. Her head was also covered, forcing her to inhale more of the liquid. It seemed to have some life of its own as some seeped its way inside her ear canal. Sammi didn't flinch throughout the whole ordeal. She kept on slurping her pink meal until it, along with all the others finally stopped pumping. Several minutes later, she stood up from her technicolor slime cocoon. She looked like an abstract painting. Her glassy blue eyes turned black, with no pupils. She licked off the undried liquid from her left with, with her shiny pink tongue. She licked the right one next.
"More!" she bellowed, with a unsatisfied grin on her face. "I'm still not satisfied! I need more!"
She then looked down at the same pink shroom that she had given the blowjob. It was communicating with her again. Understanding what it's telling her, she squats down and spreads her the lips of her pussy, showing it her unpainted labia. "Okay, cutie. You can feed my no-no hole," she said, cradling it against her spread slit, slowly gyrating her hips along the long shaft. Moans escape her lungs as the heat from the friction intensified. More of her tween love juices flowed out onto her pink friend. It was at that right moment when she raised her hips up slightly, and guided its head to her cunt hole, which penetrated through. She screamed in pain, feeling it invade her narrow walls, but quickly turns into a pleasureful sigh of relief when she takes it all in. Flatting her hands on the ground to keep her balanced, she begins to motion her hips, incrementing her gyrations every few seconds. Her soft high pitched moans grew louder as her walls burned hotter.
"Gaze upon me, slave," said a mysterious voice. Sammi knew where it came from right away, and obediently adverted her eyes towards the silver shrine shroom. "Repeat after me, slave," it commanded her telepathically.
"Yes..." Sammi panted. She had been fucking her pink playmate for several minutes, and her moans diminished into lustful gasping and panting.
"You are pink unit 001," it said.
"I.....am pink unit...0....0....1..." she replied.
"I am your master."
"You.....are.....my master"
"You will obey me and only me."
"I will obey you......and only.......you."
The mushroom kept repeating the three commands, and Sammi responded without fail. That is, until she felt the head finally puncture through her cervix, which caused her to climax. The pink shroom also orgasms, sending a rush of hot liquid deep inside her. She breaks away from the silver shroom's hypnotic haze to arch herself back from the intense euphoria that is bombarding her brain, and lets out a low raspy moan. She limps forward, but remained squatting, like she was bowing. Her hips convulsed while the pink shroom kept pumping more liquid. It was flowing into her circulatory system, coloring her from the inside as much as from the outside. She breathed heavily when it finally stopped.
"Now rise, slave," the silver mushroom commanded.
Sammi sits back up, with her eyes closed. She regained enough strength to move one of her legs out from her kneeling position, and was ready to stand up, but she felt something tugging her. The pink mushroom was still inside of her, and it didn't budge an inch. She tugged up with a little more force, only to pull the shroom out of the ground. She finally managed to get back on her feet, but with something new in between her legs. The shroom has completely fused with her vagina. It has taken root to her cervix, and is one with Sammi. It was flaccid, but the length was five inches. Its head looked more phallic than the one that was above ground.
"Gaze upon me, slave," it commanded.
She obeyed, and opened her lids. The whites of her eyes were shiny pink.
"Yes, master. I hear, and obey," she replied.
"Are you in full control of the human host?"
"Yes, master. Pink unit 001 is in full control of this human host."
"Now pleasure yourself."
"Yes, master. I hear and I obey."
She walks up to her new overlord, grabbing her new member with both hands. It slowly reaches to a full erection right before her eyes, biting her lower lip as the sensation of her rough strokes racks her brain with overwhelming pleasure. She kept jerking herself off, even when she already ejaculated her pink cum in front of her master.
The sun dipped down behind majestic volcano, creating a magnificent aura. Minutes later, it disappeared into the horizon. The night has arrived, and everybody has given up their search for the little girl. That is, everybody except for Stacy. She pleaded for them to stay, but the locals, not even the police, would dare to venture the woods at night. The tourists that also volunteered were richs snobs and didn't want to waste their time or risk hypothermia to help someone they don't know. Stacy's husband had no choice but to go back to the cabin due to his weak heart. She wanted to give him some extra heart problems when he told her to come back, and continue the search in the morning.
Alone, and shivering, the thirty-nine year old mother bravely skied deeper within the forest. It had gotten dark pretty quick, and the full moon, and starry skies were her only source of light. Minutes dwindled away, and she has ventured so far, without any signs of daughter, that she was lost herself. That didn't frighten Stacy. The sudden dead silence of the forest, on the other hand, did. The endless sloshing of her skis gliding along the snow echoed not as loudly as she ventured on. It was then interrupted with a clacking sound. She looked to see that she stumbled upon Sammi's skis. She treaded onward, calling out Sammi's name at the top of her lungs, multiple times, but received no reply. She eventually took off her skis when she started walking on the dirt, and took off her scarf, hat, and goggles, without questioning the warm change in temperature. She noticed some faint spot of light from far away, She decided to walk towards it, and midway through the path, a loud moan cracked through the air from that very direction. "That must be Sammi," she thought to herself. Thinking that she's being attacked by a wild animal, she runs frantically. The closer she got to the source, the more moans she heard. The fresh crisp air turned into a stench so foul, that Stacy covered her nose with her coat sleeve.
She finally made it to the mushroom patch, and saw a naked child standing upright. She kept moaning, thinking the shiny splotchy colors had something to do with it. She pulled her arm away, since the smell was so putrid that plugging her nose was pointless.
"Sammi?" she called out, while walking towards her, trying not to throw up. "Are you hurt, baby?" she asked with concern. The child continued to moan. "Mommy's here..." she broke mid sentence, trying to keep her balance from the slippery ooze on the ground. "Mommy's here to take you back." she gets her sentence in, keeping eye on the child, and the ground, after stepping on some of the mushrooms. "Sammi? You're scaring mommy. Please answer me!"
Stacy grabs the child's shoulders, and she gasped in terror at the pink rod sticking out. "Oh my god, what happ-" The child sharply turns around, and looked at her with a grin on her face. Even if she could recognize her as her daughter, she hardly got a good glimpse, The child held her pink phallus up as she turned, blasting a doze of her shiny cum onto her face and eyes. The surprise caused Stacy to lose her footing, and falls on her back, knocking her out.
"Oops. Sorry," Pink Unit giggled. She turns to face the silver mushroom again. "What shall I do with this human, master?"
"She sounds perfect," It said. "Take off her garments, and prep her for the conversion."
"Yes, master. With pleasure."
She lined her mother's unconscious body up, like a nut cracker, unzips her puffy white jacket, and pulls her upper body up by her arms to easily take it off. She was wearing the sweater that Sammi made for her birthday. It had winter colors of light blue and white, with the inscriptions "World's Best Mom" on the front. Pink Unit was unphased at its sentimental value, and indelicately pulls it off from her head, tossing it on top of Sammi's tattered clothes. She had no knowledge on how to unsnap a bra, so she just ripped it off from the front, revealing Stacy's size E breasts. After pulling off her gloves, necklace, and other little trinkets of jewelry, she laid her back down on the bed of mushrooms. The ones that were lucky to not get compressed by Stacy's back kept their caps darted towards the lightly wrinkled beauty.
Pink Unit lifts up Stacy's left leg, pulls the laces to her boots loose, and plops it off her foot. Her knitted sock matched the colors as her the sweater, but she pulled it off from the toe area nonchalantly as well. Pink Unit confused her glossy red toenails for one of the mushrooms. She began to suck on her big toe. Her master scolded her to stop when Stacy's leg twitched, and she did. After licking her lips, she removed the footwear from her right. With the last pieces of garment on her task, Pink Unit keeps Stacy's legs up over her shoulders, and buried her shiny little fingers under the lining of her panties. With a little effort, she pulls them up from the thighs. Dropping her legs down, she grabs her pants by the leg cuffs, and pulls them off. Stacy's panties only made it to her knees, so Pink Unit pulled one of its straps apart and tossed them in the pile.
Pink Unit crawled on all fours, on top of her wide hipped prey, dragging her flaccid member along her stomach. She rests herself on top of her, like a baby on a bearskin rug, pressing her shiny black nipples on her plump tits. With one soft supple kiss to her neck, Stacy gasped. Pink Unit took this opportunity to slip her tongue halfway down her throat. She clamped her hands tight on a couple of mushrooms near the sides of her head, nuzzling their caps along her earholes, while jerking them off. As their one sides frenching got passionate, pink goopy saliva, flowed out of Pink Unit's throat, and entered Stacy's, She involuntarily swallowed it. She then pulls out, and licks the gap between Stacy's upper lip, and nose, leaving a pink trail along the way. Pink unit smiles happily at the little globs course their way into Stacy's nostrils. The handjobbed mushrooms ejaculated their goop. Much of it went inside her ear.
Suddenly, Stacy let out a loud, gargled gasp. Her eyes widened open, and back arched slightly upwards, triggering Pink Unit to hop off. A massive migraine surged her brain. She couldn't raise her hands to express her pain as her body became paralyzed. Then in a flash, pain was gone. In fact, everything else felt numb. She couldn't feel the mushrooms, surrounding her, rub themselves against the contours of her body. Her head was turned towards Pink Unit, who towered over a couple of feet away from her. Her mouth remained open, but she couldn't utter out any words to let her daughter know that she needed her help. All she could do was stare at her. But that became difficult as well. As her vision became blurry, her recognition of the girl standing before her was getting hazy.
Pink Unit's eyes locked onto Stacy's, watching her blue hue transition to pitch black. Tears from her momentary anguish trailed down her face. An orange shroom slinked its way down her throat, pumping its fluids down her gullet. All of the others followed suit like lawn sprinklers. covering every inch of her voluptuous figure. Her legs and arms were the first to be engulfed in multi colored ooze. Her face was halfway in the stuff when Pink Unit sported another erection. Her breathing became heavy. She peered over to watch Stacy's hips get covered up. She squatted down, grabbed her new pink cock, and began to masturbate. She used two of her fingers of her other hand to finger her asshole. By the time she contributed her own pink cum, Stacy was already cocooned. She couldn't help herself by cumming more out. Merely watching the air bubbles escape from where Stacy's head would be located drove her wild. Her hot gunk covered the top of the mound. She was about to jerk off another load when her silver master commanded her to stop, which she did without any objection, but still frowned while she went flaccid.
Thirty minutes went by since Stacy became a rainbow sundae. Punk Unit was sucking off a red mushroom, while keeping an orange and blue one pressed up her nostrils. All three go off without fail, and she gulped and snorted as much as she can.
"It is time, 001," the silver mushroom said telepathically. "Rise," it commanded, and she obeyed. "Now rise, slave," it commanded directly to Stacy.
The slimy mass became lively as Stacy's upper body emerged. She shook the excess goop off like a wet dog, revealing her shiny new rainbow skin which resembled Pink Unit's. Her short, blonde hair was dyed with a swirl of black and white. She stood upright, before her new master, in a military stance. The only parts of her that didn't get a recolor was her finger and toe nails, which remained crimson. She opens her eyes. Her pitch black discs were fixated straight.
Stacy was special for the silver mushroom, so it gave her some specific commands. She stepped towards it, and laid back down, with her legs wrapped around its wide shaft. She slowly moved her hips, rubbing her glistening pussy against it.
"Are you hungry, slave?" It asked.
"Yes," Stacy replied, while letting out soft moans. "I am so famished."
"001," It spoke directly to its servant that only she could hear its commands. "Feed this slave, and suck on her no no hole until she feeds you."
"With pleasure, master," Pink Unit complied, with a playful grin.
She gets down on her knees, with Stacy's head in between her legs, and swished her cock back and forth, like a metronome, along her face. She stopped teasing when Stacy batted her tongue to catch it, and placed it in the middle. Her long tongue hooked around her member, clenching it firmly while she licked it, leaving a line of multi colored saliva along the shaft. Pink Unit moaned softly from the sensation. She was getting stiff again. She thrust her hips to get it completely lubed. The rough massaging from her taste buds caused her to leak out some precum. She pulled back and watched Stacy lick it up from the tip of the head, She teased her once more and lifted her cock up.
"Feed me!" Stacy panted, breathing heavily from the friction she is creating on the silver shroom. "I'm so hungry!"
"If you really want it, then open your mouth and say ah," Pink Unit said, with a happy smile.
Stacy obliged and opened her mouth wide, keeping her tongue out. Pink Unit stood up on all fours, dabbing the head into her open hole. Stacy wrapped her lips on it, and began to suckle it, giving it a few tugs from the suction. She slowly slides the rest of her cock down her throat. Stacy took it all in, with no gag reflex. She coiled her tongue around the shaft, choking it tightly while suckling at the same time. Pink Unit couldn't move from the oral assault. She was at the verge of cumming already. Her master sensed her ordeal, and strictly ordered her to hold it in, and continue what it instructed her to do. She scooched a little closer, and relaxed her chest on top of Stacy's stomach. She pressed the left side of her cheek against her crotch, letting the movements of her hip thrusts bob her up and down. She nuzzled her smooth skin along her hairy bush.
Stacy arched her head back when she felt Pink Unit's tongue dampen her pubic hair even more, only to have it wrapped around her erect clit. She let out muffled moans through her relaxed expression, releasing her oral grip to suck up more precum before clenching it up again. She ceased her gyrating when Pink Unit started to gently nibble it until it was fully in her mouth, where she ferociously batted her little tongue on its tip. Her legs tightened up on the giant mushroom. Suddenly, she felt something penetrate her pussy. Only then, her eyes began to widen in shock as it stretched out her loose walls. She bit down a little on Pink Unit's cock, but restrained herself to not bite any further.
Pink Unit pulled out and screamed in pain, but it quickly subsided when she looked at Stacy's crotch. It was barely visible, but she could see something big and silver tunnel its way inside Stacy's cunt. She gazed up at her master, and grinned. She then slipped her tongue in the little gap to lick the lining between Stacy's slit, and the master's shaft.
The master's fungal cock easily made its way to Stacy's cervix. It pulled back halfway, only to thrust itself back. Stacy secured her legs tightly on her strange new lover as it fucked her slow and rough. Pink Unit massaged her burning hot labia. She had already came several times. Pink Unit slurped some of her juices up while most of it lubed the silver phallus enough to violate Stacy faster, and with more force. Her breasts jiggled violently. The nipples, fully erect brushed themselves on Pink Unit. Her eyes went so far back that only the multi colored parts were visible.
"I can't....hold it....any long......master," she panted out, while desperately lashing up more oozy juices. Thick, pink tears flowed down her cheeks
Stacy's spit roasting was almost at its end. The silver phallus punctured her cervix, rooting its cap inside. "Now, 001," it commanded with a calm voice. And with those words, her legs buckled down, forcing her entire cock to penetrate further down her throat. Her little hips convulsed to each built up load she pumped out. At the same time, the master mushroom was pumping out its own silver fluids.
"You are Master Silver," it spoke deep into Stacy's blank graffitied mind. Her past, family, and even the recognition of her own name, erased. "You are Master Silver," it repeated. While the same sentence flooded her head, silver sperm was flooding her insides. It saturated through her reproductive organs, and entered her blood stream. "You are Master Silver," it repeated. The different colors in her once white eyes transitioned to a glossy silver, "You are Master Silver," it repeated, but it sounded more feminine. Pink Unit groaned loudly, unleashing one big final load, She regained enough stamina to pull herself out, and plopped her ass on the ground, pressing her cheeks on a couple of mushrooms in the process. Stacy's mouth remained open, with pink sperm filled halfway. She instinctively chugged it down in two gulps. Then her body fell limp to the ground. "You are Master Silver," it repeated, but it sounded exactly like Stacy. Unlike Pink Unit, the silver shroom kept pumping her cunt. The liquids that overflowed began to fuse the thick phallus together with its muscle walls.
"I am Master Silver," It said, in Stacy's voice. She closed her eyes, and slipped into unconsciousness, letting that single subliminal sentence loop.
Pink Unit started to feel sleepy herself, so she rested on her side, and drifted off to sleep, completely unaware that the silver shroom's light was dimming. She grabbed a mushroom nearby, shoved its cap in her mouth, and suckled on it like a pacifier.
But it was only just a nap. Two hours have passed, and the moon was still high over the peak of Mt. Mentempuer. Its light illuminated the island. Pink Unit woke up by the sound of animal noises. She spat out the shroom, which had bite marks, and sat back up. She stretched her arms and yawned. After licking her lips, she opened her eyes to see a rabbit, nibbling on some still fresh ooze. It was the very same rabbit that lured her back when she was Sammi. Other animals were also eating from the patch. Their fur had the same rainbow sheen as the bunny. She walked up to the adult female dear, and hugged it by the neck. It didn't jump or showed any fear at all. It just kept eating. It even didn't react when the mountain lion strolled close, and made a loud roar. It did surprise Pink Unit, and she stumbled back. But when she looked closely, she noticed that its eyes were exactly like hers. She crawled closer to the lion. She nuzzled her cheeks against the lion's face. It nuzzled back, then it licked her face.
"Are you hungry too, 000?" she asked. The mountain lion responded with a low growl. Understanding its requests, she stood up. "Alright. But if you bite me, then I'm going to get really really angry," she said, before she held her flaccid cock up. Then suddenly, another loud animal noise filled the patch, which startled the animals, including the cougar. Pink Unit turned around, and finally noticed the silver mushroom has lost its luminescence. Though there was glimmer of silver light coming from below it, near Stacy's crotch.
Stacy stretched her arms and legs out. She yawned loudly again. She bent her knees up, and crabwalked backwards, pulling her hips back in an attempt to pull her new cock from the mushroom's husk. She struggled for a while, but eventually got it free. It had the same color, gloss, and glow. She couldn't help but to stroke it , feeling the same exhilaration Pink Unit received with her pink penis. As made a full erection for the first time, she stopped, stood up, and turned herself around, showing her glowing hard-on to everyone. She opened her eyes for the first time, revealing her glowing silver eyes and black pupils.
"At last!" she shouted. "After countless years, drifting in space, I am finally free!"
"M-Master?" Pink Unit asked curiously, wanting to make sure since the tall woman standing before her still sounded like Stacy.
"Yes, 001," she replied, with a proud smile on her face. "It is I, Master Silver."
"Oh, master!" Pink Unit squealed, and gave her a big hug from the side of her waist. "For a moment there, when I saw your light was gone, I thought.....I thought."
"Nonsense, slave. I used this host female, erased her existence, and transferred my essence into her. The moment I saw her enter my nursery, I just had to have her."
"I'm just glad you're okay, master." Her eyes trailed away from Master Silver's face. "I'm just...." she stuttered, setting her sights on Silver's erect cock. "I'm..." she stuttered again, giving the top part of her shaft a little lick. "I'm....so....hungry," she said, licking in between her words.
"I know you are, my slave," Master Silver said, then lifted Pink Unit's chin up so they can make eye contact again. "But it's much too big for your little mouth."
"R-really?" Pink Unit whimpered.
"Yes. But I know where it might fit."
Pink Unit gasped. "Oh! You mean right here." She pointed to one of her nostrils.
"Not there," Master Silver chuckled.
"Oh, here then?!" She pointed at her right ear.
"Guess again."
"I can't, master!" she pouted.
"Do you know your other 'no no hole'?"
"You mean the one in the back?" she asked. Master Silver nodded. "Darn! I completely forgot about that hole! And I was playing with it earlier too."
"You mean like this?" she asked, then clenched her fingers on Pink Unit's butt cheeks. She rubbed her hand up, hooked her middle finger, and penetrated her asshole.
Pink Unit moaned as it churned inside, with the fingernail scraping her tight chute. "Mmmmmm yes, master. Like that," she said, hugging her master tightly.
"If you want it, then you have to beg for it," she commanded, caressing her other hand under Pink Unit's half erect cock.
"Please master," she pleaded softly, as she gets finger banged. "Please feed my no no hole. I want it so much."
"Louder," Master Silver said, inserting her pointy red fingernail through through the cock's slit. She slowly slipped the rest of her index finger inside the urethra.
Pink Unit screamed. "Please feed my no no hold, Master!! I want you to feed me with your....with your-" she hesitated.
"Cock, slave! You want my cock!"
"Yes, master!! Feed me with your cock! I want your cock!! Please give it to meeee!!! AAAHN!!!"
Master Silver whipped her fingers out, watching Pink Unit's blocked cum gush out, and splattered on top of the rabbit. The other animals gathered around it, to get a taste before it could dry. "Leave, slaves!" she commanded them. "Go back to your posts!" They all complied, and scampered away into the forest night. "Okay, 001. Get ready for your feeding."
Master Silver sucked the pink residue from her finger. Pink Unit laid down on her, and raised her legs up. She raised them back enough for her to wrap her arms around them, and pulled them further back that her ankles were close to her earlobes. She felt no pain from her contortion as she used to bend her limbs like this back when she used to been a ballerina. Master Silver grinned at the sight of her servant's cute little asshole pointing up towards the sky. She stood over her, resting her cock on one of her butt cheeks, lubing up two more fingers, before inserting all three inside her tight hole. Pink Unit's squeaky moans echoed off the trees as she churned around the rim. Her tight hole expanded to a decent width when she stopped, but it was still not enough. When Master Silver made penetration, only the head broke through. She tried to push further, but it was just too tight for her huge rod. She kept penetrating in and out. Bright silvery precum saturated the ass muscles. As her cock drilled halfway through, she mounted herself firmly on Pink Unit. She grabbed her legs, pinning her feet to the ground.
The former mother and daughter locked eyes. Pink Unit's expression was a mixture of bliss and distress. Master Silver's anal assault felt painful at first, but her hot lube helped that pain fade away. More precum spread down her pink anal walls. Silver felt it was loose enough, and with one forceful thrust, her entire shaft went in. Pink Unit's eyes rolled back from the shock. Her jaw dropped open, with her tongue drooping out. Her high pitched squeals were now low siren like groans. They got louder with every thrust. Master Silver made a teeth clenching grin. She successfully made entry, but her little servant's ass was still enclosing its grip on her. More of her precum bursted out, driving her hips with faster thrusts. Precum was also flying out of Pink Unit's cock. Still in a euphoric daze, she started to masturbate, jerking off to the rhythm of her master's hard jabs.
"I'm almost there, slave," Master Silver said, while heavily breathing. She had ass pounded her for only a few minutes, and her cock was swelling up full with cum. "Get ready to feast."
Pink Unit remained speechless, but she heard her master's exciting news. Her toes curled up from the anticipation. Her eyes occupied the brief time by staring at her master's dangling breasts, jiggling wildly in front of her. Then suddenly, her feast began. Loads of hot silver goodness flooded into her intestines, feeling each one pulsate out from her master's cock. Loads of her own cum spurt down on her neck, chin, and mouth, but she was too overwhelmed to swallow it. More semen burst out of the rim of her asshole by the time Master Silver dried out. She pulled herself out of Pink Unit, and freed her legs. Her body remained contorted, so she safely plopped Pink Unit's limp lower half back on the green grass. Seeing the amount of pink semen that accumulated, Master Silver quickly locked their lips together, and slurped it up. Pink Unit recovered from her daze enough to lock tongues. As they kissed passionately under the dim moonlight, Master Silver lifted her servant up, and carried her to the hot springs. Silver fluids dripped from her gaping hole, leaving a dotted trail.
They both dip in the springs. Master Silver sat down where it was shallow to relax. "Are you full now, 001?" she asked. Her servant didn't respond, but she got an answer. Pink Unit had already latched her little lips on her right nipple, and began to suck away, with her eyes closed, hoping to drink a lot of her delicious silver milk. Even though her stomach had a bulge, as if she was pregnant, she still couldn't get enough. "I guess not," she said, with a grin.
Another beautiful morning was about to start in Mt. Mentempuer. Authorities, and a few civilians resumed the search for Sammi. They combed the area much further than yesterday's search. They found the girl's skis covered in two inches of snow, as well as Stacy's skis that were nearby. Stacy's husband was present to I.D. them. His face riddled with guilt, he feared for the worst. The search went further to a hidden hot spring. The alien mushroom was gone. At some point in the night, the snow reclaimed the area. They were unaware that they were stepping on black shriveled up fungi. The once silver shroom looked nothing more than a charred stump. They found the a pile of clothes. They were heavily stained with black splotches, but Stacy's husband still recognized the puffy jacket belonging to Stacy herself. Nobody was near the scene, so authorities quickly suspected foul play. That suspicion ended, days later, when forensics didn't detect any blood on the stains, nor couldn't determine what the stains were made of. Within those days, the search for the girls kept coming up cold. Nothing else he could do, the husband flew back home, with hopes that they'll be found alive. Weeks went by, then months, with no further reports or clues. And as the trail got colder, things were starting to get back to normal for the locals. That is, until more tourists started to go missing.
