Metamorphosis by Baldwolf

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* I am posting this hot story for my friend Baldwolf who will come on board and join soon, please give as much support and comments/suggestions as possible!
This story is a parallel universe story with characters from the Resident Evil series with Chris Redfield from Re5 as the main character, who merges with an alien species and grows into a huge muscular breeding alien vessel implanting his embryos in new hosts to create his army of off springs to combat a rival species of aliens and take over the world as a new master race! Tons of muscle growth and hot pervy sex and tentacles ; )

Metamorphose by Baldwolf

Recruitment (Chapter 1)

Colonel Chris Redfield was patrolling the air space about a mile off of the coast of San Diego, California in preparation for the scheduled crash landing of a large United States military spy satellite. In a joint effort between the Air Force and Navy, the colonel had departed from the North Island Naval Air Station in Coronado, California. He, along with a small contingent of Air Force personnel were temporarily assigned to the naval base until the satellite recovery operation was complete.

As he banked his F-16 jet fighter to the left, he saw the first remnants of the satellite enter the atmosphere, and it was heading for a splashdown in the Pacific Ocean.
?Bandit to Eyeful. I have a visual on the satellite. It?s on target for the designated drop zone. Over,? the colonel radioed to the military base?s operations room; his superiors monitoring the event via numerous video feeds.

Nearly every time Chris used his call sign, a slight smirk would flash across his face because of how he earned the nickname, Bandit. Typically given to a pilot by others in his squadron, the colonel had earned his during a weekend pass spent in Raccoon City. By the time the group had returned to base after the drunken, debauchery-filled weekend, the newbie pilot had plundered the anal-virginity of numerous men; giving birth to his lothario ?legend?. Even now, whenever the colonel entered the gang showers on base, the other men would joke about the importance of not dropping the soap around him.

Back in the cockpit, as the colonel continued his vigilant surveillance of the earth-bound wreckage, he noticed something out of place. Within the falling debris field, Chris saw a small saucer-like object. It wasn?t spinning or flipping around like the other chunks of metal headed towards the ocean, but instead, it seemed to have a controlled descent; never deviating its course from the surrounding debris. As the cluster of space junk splashed into the ocean, the colonel was shocked to see the approximately 6? round saucer adjust its course and fly off towards the ocean-side cliffs near Torrey Pines State Reserve; gliding through the air just a few feet above the waves.

?Bandit to Eyeful. We have a Bogie headed towards the shore. It hitched a ride in the debris field. I?m moving to intercept. Over,? the colonel announced as he adjusted his heading.
?Eyeful to Bandit. Negative. Maintain your current heading and flight plan. We show no signs of anything but the satellite entering the atmosphere and nothing separated from the debris field. Do you copy? Over,? the stern voice of the naval base commander ordered.
?But sir, I know what I s?,? Chris tried to interject.
?Maintain your current heading and flight plan, Bandit. Do you copy? Over,? the commander reiterated more forcefully.
?Bandit to Eyeful. Copy that. Over and out,? the airman said with an ounce of distain in his voice as he watched the gleaming saucer disappear into one of the cliff-side caves.

A couple of hours later, Chris was standing in front of his superior?s desk trying once again to get someone to listen to him.
?General, I know what I saw,? he said fervently.
?I don?t know what to tell you Colonel, but nothing showed up on either the radar or satellite images?and I had the men review everything numerous times,? General Albert Wesker explained.
?If I wasn?t ordered to stand down I could have tracked it to its landing spot,? Chris griped, still irritated that he wasn?t being taken seriously.
?This operation was under heavy scrutiny since the satellite was crash-landing so close to shore. There were hundreds of civilians and dozens of news crews watching from every conceivable vantage point, and there were no reports of any space craft flying away from the target area. And we had you maintain your position so as to not create any concern for the on-lookers that something had gone wrong. You?re one of our best pilots, Chris, and you have an exemplary record to show for it. Let this go so you don?t risk tarnishing that record and being viewed as unreliable. It?s obvious you saw something, but it wasn?t a UFO, and I don?t want to hear about this again. Do you understand me, Colonel?? Wesker said with authority.
?Yes, sir. I understand, sir,? he responded respectfully.
?Take a few days off and relax. We have a week left before our team heads home. Go enjoy the beach or something,? the general ordered in a more friendly tone and then dismissed his pilot.

The next morning, Chris had decided to take his commanding officer?s advice and hit the beach, and soon he arrived at Torrey Pines State Reserve. With a backpack stuffed with enough food and water for a full day?s hike, along with a flashlight and other survival gear, the colonel made his way down the cliff to the beach. He strolled along the shore looking for the natural landmarks he noted in his head when he watched the saucer fly off, and a few hours later he found the spot. As he made his way up the treacherous cliff-side path, the colonel spotted a small cave recessed into the side of one of the cliff outcroppings. When he got to the mouth of the cave, he realized that he had not seen a single person along that particular path and figured it was because the trail was difficult and uninviting. Determined to find some kind of proof of what he saw and deciding that it was as good a place as any to start his search, Chris flicked on his flashlight and entered the cave.

The colonel was amazed at how deep the cavern went. There were several bends along the path and soon he wasn?t able to see the opening behind him. With only his flashlight providing the illumination, he cautiously continued deeper inside. Chris was listening intently for any sounds, but all he heard was the soft echo of the wind fluttering by the mouth of the cave. As he slowly moved around another bend, the colonel stumbled across the discovery of a lifetime. He had found the flying saucer!

With his heart racing, Chris approached the small craft with more of a sense of anticipation than apprehension. He soon realized that the disc-like UFO had some form of active camouflage because its outer shell appeared to blend in with the surrounding surfaces?but only in the beam from his flashlight. The others areas simply maintained a dull, metallic finish.
?So it uses light to cloak itself,? Chris thought. ?That must be why no one else saw it. But then why wasn?t it cloaked in the debris field??
But with no way to answer that question, he went back to studying the craft. Totally captivated by his find, the colonel ignored the concern growing in the back of his mind; where was the pilot of that craft?

After spending nearly thirty minutes examining the saucer, Chris pulled off his backpack and dug inside it for his camera, only to realize he had left it in his car. When he turned to retrieve it, the Air Force pilot came face to face with his intergalactic counterpart. Descending from the ceiling in a slow, controlled manner, the alien took position between Chris and the exit, and the colonel?s heart was now racing more from apprehension.

As his flashlight illuminated the alien?s form, the colonel could see that it resembled a large Portuguese Man o? War. The translucent, gelatinous body was oblong in shape and approximately 2? long and 12? in diameter. The pillow-like body rested on hundreds, if not thousands, hair-thin tendrils that were at least 5? long. The creature seemed to glide across the floor in a smooth, fluid motion, and it didn?t make any sudden movements towards or away from the colonel. It appeared to be studying him as much as he did it.

Growing slightly uncomfortable from the stand-off, Chris tried to get past the alien, only to find it moving to block his way. Now feeling his survival instincts kicking in, the colonel pulled out his combat knife, took a defensive stance and prepared for a fight. Unfortunately for him, there wasn?t going to be much of one. Within a blink of an eye, the alien was on him and several of its thin tendrils pierced his flesh and delivered a devastating bio-electric shocked that short-circuited his muscles and nervous system. Seconds later, the colonel dropped his flashlight and knife as he fell to the ground in a dazed heap under the victorious alien. His flashlight flicked off on impact; leaving the stunned Air Force pilot in complete darkness and at the mercy of his opponent.

The creature easily lifted the immobilized airman with its tendrils and proceeded to study every inch of his body. Realizing that the outer layer was removable, the alien carefully undressed Chris until he was completely naked in its grasp. The colonel?s mind was flooded with jumbled thoughts and emotions; none of them making any sense. He had no control over his limbs, but even if he did, the seemingly delicate tendrils were surprisingly strong and had him bound securely. About twenty minutes later, with his mind starting to clear, Chris found himself the focus of an alien experiment.

The airman could feel hundreds of tendrils delicately caressing his muscular frame. Every square inch of his flesh was being explored and each unearthly appendage emitted a mild bio-electric charge that served to stimulate his body. With the 35 year-old?s 6?-1? tall, 220 lb form hovering helplessly above the cave floor, the colonel?s mind focused solely on the extraterrestrial molestation taking place. He felt thin tendrils running up and down the bottom of his feet and sliding between his toes. He experienced slender appendages coiling around his thighs while others slithered between his fingers and over his forearms. Some wrapped around his impressive biceps and tickled his armpits. Still more focused on his pert nipples and squeezed them ever so slightly, while others traced the abdominal muscles in his tight torso. Several stroked his wide, muscular back and teased his neck, while dozens ran through his hair. And even more glided over his face and darted in his mouth, nose and ears, but the ones fondling his cock, balls and ass stole his attention.

Chris? eyes widened and he let out a low, guttural groan when some tendrils coiled around his stiffening shaft and wrapped over his nutsack.
?Uuuuuuhhhhhhh!? the colonel gasped, when a select few appendages burrowed beyond his clenched ring and a lone tendril slipped past his piss-slit.
Soon his prick was swollen to its full ten inches, and the alien appeared to have found what it was seeking. As it continued to tease his flesh with low pulses of bio-electric energy, the creature focused its study on Chris? crotch. It used a few slender appendages to flicker at the colonel?s perineum and registered a noticeable increase in his arousal. When one of the anal-invading tendrils brushed his prostate, Chris? body spasmed hard, and the alien witnessed its first human orgasm, as load after load of warm, salty spunk spewed from the throbbing member.

The creature?s tendrils collected every drop of cum and deposited it within its gelatinous body. After several minutes, it became clear that his seed was what the creature was in search of. Soon it ramped up its molestation in order to obtain more of the desired cream. But it wasn?t for any reason Chris could ever imagine. As he neared another eruption, he felt the piss-slit tendril retreat, followed by the sensation of something completely different encompassing his cock. The alien had extended an ?extraction? appendage from its gelatinous mass and it immediately engulfed every inch of the colonel?s shaft?with the slender tendrils still wrapped around and fondling his girth. The sensation of the warm, slimy tube wrapped over his prick was enough to send him over the edge once more, and Chris forfeited another huge load to his captor.

His sexual torment lasted for hours, with the alien seemingly focused on draining his nuts of every last drop. Sweat poured from his body and a non-stop echo of his whimpers and moans floated through the cavern. Just when he was sure he wouldn?t survive the assault, Chris felt the extraction appendage slide off his prick. He let out a soft sigh of relief, but quickly realized it was done in haste. The next sensation to befall the airman was that of the anal-tormenting tendrils sliding out of his ass and pulling his butt-cheeks apart. Then came to feeling of what could only be described as a warm, thick gelatinous tentacle ?pouring? into his hole. It felt as if it went in about twelve inches before its progression ceased. Then, in lieu of the expected thrusts the colonel anticipated, the tentacle simply undulated and vibrated in his chute.

The new sensations flooding his bowels were oddly pleasant but all that was about to change. Unlike his prolonged ball-draining session, the alien only needed a few minutes to finish the next phase. With a few powerful surges, the creature excreted a large volume of its thick genetic enzyme into Chris? body. The moment the first drop touched his guts, the colonel convulsed hard and thrashed wildly; bloodcurdling screams filling the air. It felt as if the alien had just pumped acid into his bowels. Every muscle spasmed violently and every nerve seemed to be on fire. Mercifully, he passed out a few moments later, but his body still trembled as the intergalactic goop seeped into his flesh.

When Chris finally woke up on the cold, hard ground, he had no idea how long he was out, and he barely recalled what happened to him. He only remembered that he entered a cave and was attacked by something, and now he found himself in complete darkness with no idea how to get out. As he crawled across the cave floor looking for his flashlight, the airman noticed that every muscle in his body was aching, almost like he had just endured the most intense workout of his life. A few minutes into the search and Chris stumbled upon his beacon of hope.

When the flashlight flicked on and he saw that he was all alone, the colonel let out a heavy sigh of relief, and when he located his clothes, he uttered an audible, ?Yes!? As he slid his board shorts on, Chris noticed that they seemed a bit tight around his thighs and ass, and he then realized that his t-shirt was also a lot snugger then he remembered. But all those thoughts disappeared when he located his backpack and the food inside. He was starving, and he consumed every crumb of food and drank every ounce of water he had brought. When the hunger-shakes finally subsided, Chris picked up his gear and headed out of the cave; constantly looking over his shoulder for a possible sneak attack.

Finally exiting the mouth of the cavern, the colonel was amazed to see that the sun was already setting. He took his time hiking down the rocky path and back to his car, and he picked up several cheeseburgers on the way back to his hotel room, still starving for more nourishment. He was grateful at that moment that he and his team were relegated to off-base housing due to extensive remodeling of the guest barracks. At least now he wouldn?t have to explain his unkempt appearance to the MPs at the base gate. After wolfing down the larger than normal dinner, Chris stripped naked and fell into bed. He was too exhausted to care about a shower and just craved sleep. He immediately drifted into a deep slumber that would last until late morning the next day.

Woken up by the sound of the housekeeping lady?s startled shriek, at the sight of his bare ass before slamming the room door closed, Chris slowly sat up and wiped the sleep from his eyes. When he was finally able to focus on the clock, he did a double-take after seeing it read 10:30am. He had slept for nearly 14 hours straight. He staggered to the bathroom and headed straight for the shower, but before he got that far, the airman stopped dead in his tracks by the reflection in the mirror. The body he was used to seeing had been replaced with something?larger. His muscle mass had somehow increased dramatically, and when he stepped on the scale, he just stared blankly at the reading: 255 lbs. Between yesterday and that moment, Chris had gained 35 pounds of muscle.

As his mind wrestled with the physical proof of that impossibility, the colonel couldn?t help but flex his incredible biceps, triceps and quads. The sight of his new bulging physique was turning him on, and that?s when he noticed the other change. His cock had increased in length and girth as well. Once it was fully erect, Chris measured his life-long buddy and found it to be two inches longer. Soon he was stroking his new best friend, and that sent erotic chills shooting up his spine. Apparently, his flesh was still very sensitive after his lengthy molestation. After soaking in a few more views of his huge pecs and robust ass, the colonel took the one-man party to the shower.

As the hot water cascaded over his enlarged form, Chris leaned back against the cool tile wall and playfully tugged on his mammoth member. Every bead of water that impacted his flesh sent a tiny shockwave through his body that further enhanced his solo session. Soon he was jamming a few fingers up his tender chute and massaging his prostate while fucking his fist at an impressive speed. When he finally came, Chris coated the lower half of the shower wall with an extra thick coat of spunk that left the big man light-headed and panting for air. The intense orgasm also brought with it the memories of his sea-side encounter, and it left him craving another visit to the cave.
Ninety minutes later, after consuming an exceptionally large breakfast, the colonel was headed for his car in the parking lot when he accidentally knocked over a young man trying to enter the building.

?Oh man. I?m so sorry about that,? Chris said as he helped the man up off of the ground. ?Are you ok??
?I-I-I-I?m fine,? he stammered, completely lost in the sea of muscles bulging underneath the skin-tight t-shirt and gym shorts staring back at him.
?Ok, good. But if I accidentally broke anything in your bag, please leave a note with the front desk. My name?s Chris, by the way, room 256,? the airman replied.
?Huh? Oh, right. Chris. 256. Ok. Thanks. I?m Steve. Steve Burnside? the young reporter muttered, still in awe of the stranger?s physique.
After a quick handshake and another apology, the colonel rushed out the door eager for another close encounter with the alien.

When Chris arrived at the cave, his heart was racing again. A voice in the back of his head was questioning his sanity for willingly walking back into the creature?s lair, but another, louder voice reminded him of how amazing the sexual experience was?despite the mind-numbing pain at the end. Plus, the colonel wanted to see if another extraterrestrial romp would have an increased effect on his body. Pulling the flashlight from the backpack, Chris entered the cavern and made his way to same spot of the initial meeting.

Once he located the space craft, the colonel pulled out a small, battery-operated lantern from his pack and turned it on. That time he wanted to see what the alien was doing to him. He slowly removed his clothes, giddy with excitement over another encounter. His cock was already rock-hard and oozing precum at the thought of being manhandled by all those tendrils. Once completely naked, the colonel stood in the center of the space and waited. When the alien finally descended from its hiding place, Chris? heart skipped a beat. There was no going back now.

As the creature glided across the ground, the airman held out his empty hands to show the alien he had come in peace. It extended a few tendrils that gently slithered over his palms and slid up his arms, and that time there was only the erotic sensation of the mild bio-electric pulse emanating from the appendages. As it advanced even closer, Chris scanned the gelatinous body for any sign of a face, but couldn?t find one, and soon that didn?t matter. A few seconds later and the alien was directly in front of him; guiding its tendrils over and around his massive build.

Being fully aware of what the creature was doing to him only made the encounter that much more erotic. Chris was breathing heavy now as the constant flow of tingling sensations coursed through him. In a surprisingly effortless move, the alien had lifted the colonel up and then cradled him in its appendages; preparing to extract more of his semen. As with the previous day, the creature covered his body with skillful tendrils that stroked, squeezed, caressed and coiled around every inch of his flesh. It worked him into a sexual frenzy as it teased all of his erogenous zones; his cock leaking copious amounts of precum.

As he laid there in the ?arms? of his attentive lover, Chris couldn?t believe how willing he was to give himself completely to the creature. Normally a dominant top, the colonel was by no means an anal-virgin, but he was never a whorish bottom?like he was in that cave. The myriad of sensual sensations flowing through him had him begging for more and praying it wouldn?t stop. And when the extraction appendage clamped down on his shaft, Chris began to cry out, ?Yes! Yes! Yes!!? Soon he was pumping his salty seed into the tubular tentacle, totally eager for the next orgasm to commence.

Several hours flew by and the colonel was in awe of how skillful the alien was at manipulating his body. It made him feel things that he never knew his body could experience. In that moment, if he were to be asked to surrender himself forever and completely to the creature, he would answer with a resounding ?yes?. What the airman didn?t realize was that he, in fact, had already done so and the alien was in the process of taking ownership of him.

While basking in the afterglow of another glorious orgasm, Chris felt the tentacle pull off of his cock while the hole-stuffing appendage poured deep inside of him. He knew the price of prolonged ecstasy would be painful, but he believed it was worth it. As the undulations started, the colonel braced himself for the coming internal agony. A few short minutes later, and he felt the first drops of space sauce splatter his guts, but the pain wasn?t as unbearable as he remembered. It felt more like hot stinging cream filling his bowels, but it still had a powerful effect on his body. As he lapsed into severe convulsions, Chris was able to remain cognizant of the whole ordeal.

The alien held him tenderly as the spasms ripped through his body, and once they had ceased, the creature lowered him to the ground and disappeared into the darkness once again.
?I g-guess it?s d-done with m-me,? he muttered to himself; curling up in the fetal position on the cave floor as he tried to gather the strength to get up.
Ravenous once more, the colonel finished off his provisions in record time. He could already tell that his body had increase in mass again, which was confirmed when he put on his cotton gym shorts. They felt like too-small compression shorts that hugged every curve, and the outline of his cock was ridiculously obvious in them. He didn?t even bother trying to wear the t-shirt because he needed to drape it over his large bulge, so as to not offend anyone as he made his way to his car.

Taking the back stairs up to his hotel room, Chris passed Steve in the hallway but said nothing. He was hungry again and eager to order some food. The young reporter dropped his keys as the mountain of sweaty muscles rushed by him, and he almost fainted when he saw Chris pull his t-shirt from the waistband; giving Steve a perfect view of the humongous member trapped inside. His keen reporter?s eye also noticed that the colonel was even more muscular than he was that morning. He quickly scurried into his room, which happened to be right next to Chris?, because his dick had started to swell with all the perverse thoughts running through his mind. Minutes later, Steve was rubbing one out as visions of the airman raced through his head.

Thirty minutes later, and Chris was answering his door; happy to see the pizza delivery guy with his three large sausage and meatball pies. He had been admiring his physique in the mirror again and only had time to throw a towel around his waist before pulling the door open. As he paid the college-aged guy, the colonel noticed that the young man couldn?t stop staring at his massive chest. Enjoying the admiration, Chris soon found himself hungry for something else.
?Like what you see? How about you come in and get the full show,? he offered, and Shane, the pizza guy, accepted.

Chris immediately dropped the towel and threw down some bodybuilding poses for his audience of one. Shane tentatively approached the mammoth muscleman and ran his fingers over the huge hairy pecs; stopping to finger the rock-hard nipples for a while. The colonel sighed seductively, showing his approval for the digital manipulation and then did another pose. The delivery guy was speechless as he fondled and groped every inch of the now 290 lb body; his own seven-incher pushing hard against his jeans. When Chris turned to face him again, the airman?s cock was fully erect and measuring out at 15? long by 3? thick. Shane just gasped with amazement, dropping to his knees to get a closer look at the veiny muscle.

The pizza guy was drooling with excitement as he wrapped his two hands around the impressive girth. He had never seen much less handled such a monstrous member. He tried as hard as he could but was only able to get the plump cockhead in his mouth. The thing was just too big for him to throat. But Shane still gave it the old college try; suckling on the head while two-handed stroking the shaft. Chris was moaning loudly, pinching his nipples and subtly thrusting his hips, while in the adjacent room, Steve was jerking off again as he pressed his ear against the wall to listen in on the pair. Soon the colonel fired his first salvo into the hungry mouth of his admirer, but that wouldn?t be the only load discharged that night.

Chris pulled his cock from Shane?s mouth, helped him to his feet and then began to undress him. The pizza guy was actually a track star at the local university and had a lean, well-developed frame. He had about the same body-fat percentage as Chris, but nowhere near the muscle mass. None of that mattered to the colonel, because all he wanted was that young, firm ass, and from where he stood, it was perfect. He playfully pushed Shane onto the bed, rolled him over and buried his face in the ass-crack. The tongue-torture had the college student moaning with ecstasy and biting the pillow hard, but he never stopped thrusting his ass back against Chris? face.

The airman knew he had a wild one on his hands and his cock throbbed with anticipation. With his ?fuck-toy? in the ass up, face down position, Chris slowly crawled over him until his still-hard prick pressed against the tight, puckered hole.
?Now this might hurt a bit at first, but just breathe through it and you?ll be fine,? he said reassuringly.
?O-Ok. Go slow,? Shane muttered, somewhat scared.
?Only until you?re used to it?and then I?m gonna wreck this sweet ass,? Chris thought to himself, totally horned up.

When the bulbous cockhead started to push its way inside, Shane?s muffled screams only seemed to work Chris into more of a frenzy. He didn?t stop until the head popped past the clenched ring, and even then he only hesitated for a few seconds. Spitting a few wads of saliva onto his lengthy invader, the colonel continued his anal incursion with focused discipline until he was balls-deep in ally territory. Pulling his face out of the pillow, Shane came up for air with tears streaming down his cheeks.
?You survived the hard part, buddy. Now it?s time to have some fun,? Chris teased.
?Oh gawd?ok,? was all the delivery guy could muster as he braced himself for what he figured would be an earth-shattering fuck. And he would be right.

The reporter next door would cum several more times that evening as the sounds of the young man wailing in erotic agony pierced the walls. His screams along with repetitive pounding sounds lasted for hours as Chris fucked his new-found friend vigorously. The muscle-bound colonel power-fucked Shane doggy-style and then flipped him over for a jaw-jarring missionary session before pounding his prostate in the ramp position. He then picked Shane up in his arms and fucked him standing up against the wall, eventually transitioning to the flying-spider position. After that, Chris sat back and let Shane take control as the college stud rode him cowboy and reverse-cowboy style. The airman finished the delivery guy off with an intense pile-driver fuck that sent pounding echoes reverberating through the floor as well as the walls. Sometime around 3am, after shooting numerous loads into and on his fuck-buddy, Chris finally sat down to eat his room-temperature pizza, and Shane ducked out into the hall and headed home?finding it quite hard to walk normally.

Late the next morning, after another one-man party in the shower, Chris was eager to get back to the cave for another ?treatment?. That time, however, Steve had been sitting by his door waiting to hear the colonel leave. After seeing the substantial change in his muscle mass the day before, his curiosity had been piqued, and he was determined to follow Chris to see what he could discover. Plus, Steve had a serious crush on the muscle-stud and any excuse to stalk him would work.

After the colonel disappeared into the cave, Steve waited a few minutes and then followed him in. While he had his own flashlight, the reporter was able to track his target?s movements by the faint glow of the colonel?s flashlight. And even though he wasn?t very stealthy, Chris was too focused on his reunion with the alien to notice anything else. Once the colonel arrived at the spot, he undressed and waited for his ?mate?, and Steve crouched down behind a boulder; watching with perverse excitement. He wasn?t sure why Chris was naked but he didn?t care. The softly lit physique had the reporter?s cock rock-hard and leaking steadily.

When the alien appeared and enveloped the colonel in its tendrils, Steve had to fight back the urge to scream and run away because he thought Chris was being devoured. But when he heard the airman start moaning like a whore, the reporter became enthralled and pulled out his video camera. The extremely low lighting in the cavern made the video recording almost useless, but at least he had the sexual soundtrack to enjoy later.

As the hours rolled by, Chris was lost in his intergalactic ecstasy; reveling in all the tendrils worshiping his huge body. He pumped out load after massive load, only to be anxious for the next orgasm. When the extraction tentacle finally withdrew, the alien did something a bit different; it lowered the colonel to the ground before stuffing his ass with its saturation appendage. As Chris moaned with utter delight from the initial anal invasion, he soon became wary because more and more of the alien was slipping inside of him. And as the alien unleashed its potent cream, the colonel could feel his bowels stretch to accommodate the unexpected mass. While convulsing from the effects of the space spunk permeating his flesh, the colonel became painfully aware that the entire gelatinous body of the alien was now inside of him.

As he continued to groan in erotic agony, Chris felt the tendrils retreat from his limbs and torso and soon realized they too were being drawn into his orifice. When the last appendage disappeared up the airman?s ass, Steve watched in horror as Chris spasmed wildly and screamed at the top of his lungs. His huge, muscular form was undergoing a final metamorphosis; growing more massive right before his eyes. The reporter could see Chris? distended belly undulate and contort before finally reverting back to normal. And after nearly fifteen minutes of non-stop convulsions, the colonel lay perfectly still on the cold, hard ground of the cave floor.

Steve waited for several minutes before garnering enough courage to check on his man-crush, and even though Chris? body appeared to be at peace, the same couldn?t be said for his mind. Images of an alien world flooded his brain. Visions of war, devastation and planetary destruction were the predominant theme. And then it seemed as if he was in a small space craft flying straight for a blue planet?it was Earth! He was somehow viewing the alien?s memories. The next memories were of flying through the debris field and then into the cave and waiting for someone to enter. It was at that moment that the colonel learned the alien had seen him flying near the debris field and it disengaged the ship?s camouflage setting as a ploy to hopefully lure a curious earthling to its hideout. Chris then saw himself enter the cave and study the saucer, and then he saw himself attacking?himself. The colonel was seeing his molestation through the alien?s ?eyes?, and he was extremely turned on by it. He recalled the next two encounters until his mind finally arrived at the present moment.

?I am T?lelox,? the alien said in his mind.

?Whoa! How are you speaking to me?? Chris thought.

?We are now one. I have merged with your form. My thoughts are now your thoughts, and your thoughts are now my thoughts. We are now S?mbioc Prime,? the creature explained.

?Why did you do this to me? I only thought you were interested in sex. And what is a S?mbioc Prime?? Chris asked, realizing just how careless he had been about the whole encounter.

?I could not survive on your world without protection. The UV rays from your sun would ravage my form and would have killed me quickly. In ancient times, our species, the N?dariax, was only able to survive by merging with another, hardier species on our home world. Those we merged with were come to be known as S?mbiocs. Over the millennia, we evolved to be able to exist on our own but only on our world, but we still retained the ability to merge with other species if we so chose to. During the course of our history, our species separated into two rival sects, the D?rozoac and the M?xcoatl, that were born out of a blood feud between two siblings of the ruling clan. I am of the D?rozoac sect. The feud eventually led to the destruction of our home world, with the surviving N?darians scattered throughout the galaxy in search of new homes. Unfortunately, those of the M?xcoatl still seek to eradicate my sect from existence and wage war no matter where we go. We have been left with but one option; kill or be killed. I came to your world to create a S?mbioc army ready to annihilate any M?xcoatl that seeks a foothold on this world?but only so that I can create a safe haven for my kind. Will you agree to help me?? T?lelox explained.

?Shit! Do I even have a choice now?? Chris asked, his mind still reeling from the unexpected history lesson.

?I have not fully blended with your form, and can still withdraw from you if you so choose. The enhancements I made to your body would remain for a short period of time, but it would eventually wither back to its previous size. But please understand, a member of the rival sect is already on his way here. But I believe there are still a few of your planet?s rotational cycles left before he arrives, which will give me some time to find a willing host. There will be a war waged on your planet; that much is certain. The only question at the moment is whether or not you will be an active participant in your planet?s defense,? the alien answered.

?So I guess I really don?t have a choice then. I?m not about to sit on the sidelines while some jellyfish cocksuckers destroy my home. No offense,? the colonel replied, realizing that his new ally was one of those aquatic fellators.

?Very well then. The final process of merging requires that I disperse my limbs throughout your body; fully making us one. Once started, there will be no going back. And rest assured, this process is much less painful than the initial union. When the process is complete, our mission will be to recruit as many new members as quickly as we can in order to defend against the M?xcoatl,? T?lelox responded.

?Great. Let?s do this then. Oh, and um?how exactly are we ?recruiting? guys?? Chris inquired.

?As I mentioned before, Chris, we are S?mbioc Prime. We are one of the last few remaining N?dariax Progenitors. Among other things, that means we have the ability to implant N?dariax embryos into new hosts. Those embryos will mature quickly and create new S?mbiocs. They, in turn, will be able to recruit new members and so forth; all of whom shall be loyal to our sect. All we require first from a new host is a sample of their genetic material. With that, each embryo will be genetically matched for the host; making the blending completely painless?unlike yours, where I needed to retrieve a greater amount of your genetic material in order for your body to accept mine. One of the necessary side-effects of our merging was an increase in physical mass, but I can see from your recent memories that you don?t really mind those at all,? T?lelox teased as he started to disperse his tendrils throughout the colonel?s body.

As Chris lay there recuperating from the initial union, he could feel the multitude of the hair-thin tentacles worm their way throughout his body?and there really was no pain. He felt them extend to his fingertips and to his toes. He could feel numerous ones spread out across his exceptionally wide back and shoulders and up his neck; penetrating his latissimus dorsi and trapezius muscles. He felt several of them worm their way to his monstrous, fully-erect cock and wind around the impressively thick shaft, while some tendrils clustered within the bulbous cockhead. Other slender tendrils lined his velvety chutes or followed the curves of his robust ass. The colonel noticed that some tendrils extended to his lips and tongue while others filled his pecs and perky nipples. And all this occurred within a few short minutes and it left Chris incredibly horny.

Steve was transfixed on the writhing body and throbbing monster between the airman?s legs. He couldn?t decide whether to run away or ride that prick long and hard, but seeing the steady stream of precum start to ooze from the piss-slit encouraged him to take a closer look. Just when he was about to touch the pulsing member, Chris opened his eyes and sat up staring at Steve; startling the reporter and causing him to turn and run.

?We must not let him divulge our secret! We must stop him now!? T?lelox ordered.
?Steve! Wait! I?m ok. Everything is ok. Please come back,? Chris called out as he got to his feet.
The reporter stopped running but stayed where he was.
?I-I-I saw something crawl inside of you and your body got even bigger,? Steve shouted back.
?Please, let me explain everything to you. I?m not going to hurt you. Let?s just talk about it,? Chris pleaded; slowly moving closer to him.
?What was that? Why did you let it inside of you?? the reporter questioned.
?It?s a unique life form. It can?t survive without me. Think of my body as its cage,? the colonel answered; hoping his choice of words would soothe the frightened young man.
?Good. Yes, keep him calm. You?re almost there,? T?lelox encouraged.
?So it can?t get out?? he asked.
?That?s right. It?s trapped inside of me,? Chris said, now only a few feet from him. ?Here. Take my hand and you?ll see I still have a pulse. I?m not a zombie or anything like that.?

The colonel gently took the reporter?s hand and placed it on his hairy chest; allowing the man to feel his heartbeat. And while that was happening, T?lelox began to emit a mild bio-electrical pulse through both Chris? pec and his fingertips that caused Steve to become aroused. Chris realized what was happening and used his free hand to caress the reporter?s cheek; increasing his arousal.
?He will be our first recruit. Remember, we need his seed first,? T?lelox said.

?I know what you saw was terribly frightening, Steve. And it took an incredible act of bravery to stay and learn the truth. I have to admit that I find your courage very hot?and I know you feel the same about my body. I want you to fuck me, Steve. Fuck me hard!? Chris said as he pulled the young reporter into a loving embrace; his gargantuan prick smothered between them.
With the bio-electric pulses stimulating Steve?s body, he was overwhelmed with desire and gave into the request. He quickly stripped out of his clothes and re-embraced his hairy lover. As he suckled on the huge nipples, Steve allowed his hands to travel over and down Chris? back until he was cupping the muscular bubble-butt. He squeezed the pair of cheeks as hard as he could and was amazed at their firmness. He couldn?t wait to plunge between the glorious glutes and dip inside the taut, fleshy ring.

The colonel broke the embrace and dropped to his knees to inhale the rigid eight-incher. Steve cried out in a loud moan of ecstasy as the tendril-laced tongue glided over his cock and the bio-electrified lips wrapped around his shaft. He had never felt something so amazing before, and he couldn?t believe that he, a 5?-8? tall guy with an average build was being sucked off by and would soon be fucking a muscle-god. As Chris squeezed and fondled his doughy butt, Steve grabbed the back of his head and moaned softly; shooting his first load down the airman?s greedy throat. Trying to catch his breath, the reporter watched in stunned silence as Chris lay back and spread his legs; eagerly offering up his beautiful hole.

Steve?s cock stiffened anew and he knelt between the mammoth thighs; stroking his saliva-soaked shaft rapidly. He looked into Chris? eyes and was given a quick wink in response; he was about to become an in-depth reporter. As he pressed his cockhead against the tightly puckered hole, Steve groaned with pleasure from another pulse of bio-electricity shooting through his cock. Anxious to feel the warm chute embrace his member, Steve leaned in and forced his dick passed the fleshy ring. No sooner did he go balls-deep then the chute itself began to constrict and pulse over his length. The tendrils not only electrified the torrid tunnel but it turned it into a ribbed one as well. Soon the reporter was slamming into the muscled butt with everything he had; groping the bouncing man-tits with perverse need.
Chris dropped his head back to the ground, closed his eyes and enjoyed the railing. He was impressed by Steve?s enthusiasm and wanted the man to give him all he had. The colonel guided his hands to his lover?s ass and let the tendril-laced fingers grope and kneed the beefy cheeks; pulling Steve as deep into him as possible. The constant bio-electrical pulses surging through his body was driving the reporter wild. It kept him in a continuous state of near-orgasm the whole time he was pounding that hole, and he was desperate to fight off the urge to cum too quickly. But the combination of stimulations to all his senses proved too much and he unloaded deep in the airman?s ass. Luckily for Steve, Chris was still craving more of his cock, and he wrapped his huge thighs around his waist and ordered him to keep on fucking.

The young man did his all-time best to give his partner what he wanted, but eventually came again; nearly passing out from the intensity of his orgasm. Chris just cradled Steve in his arms, allowing him to bury his face between the colonel?s heaving pecs. As they lay there resting peacefully, T?lelox was busy processing the seed for the next phase, and about ten minutes later they were ready to begin.

Chris rolled Steve onto his back, hovered over him and smiled. He gave the exhausted reporter a passionate kiss and then said, ?That was awesome. But now it?s my turn.?
Remembering just how huge the colonel?s cock was, Steve started to panic and tried to break free of Chris? hold.
?Please don?t! You?re too big! You?ll split me in two!!!? he screamed.
?I?ll be gentle. It will be alright,? Chris said reassuringly, but the reporter wasn?t buying it.
Steve began to fight back as hard as he could, now totally freaked out at the thought of being impaled by the meat-club. In the back of Chris? mind, he heard T?lelox say, ?Let me help you.?

To both Chris? and Steve?s surprise, tentacles began to grow out of Chris? lats and trapezius muscles. The fleshy, 1? thick lat-appendages snaked past the colonel?s body and coiled around Steve?s flailing limb?s; holding him firmly in place. The trap-tentacles stuffed the reporter?s throat and gently wrapped around his neck; stifling the screams. With the new recruit sufficiently bound, the alien said, ?That?s much better. Now you may begin.?

With his arousal at an all-time high, the airman began to work his enormous cockhead into the very tight hole, and was pleased to discover that the mild bio-electric pulses surging through his cockhead started to relax the constricted ring. The abundant amount of precum oozing from his rod lubricated the hole just enough for him to squeeze on through. As the fat head plowed inside, Steve let out a muffled scream and arched his back high off of the ground before eventually coming to rest again. Chris waited a few minutes to allow the young man?s ass to grow accustomed to his unbelievable girth, but soon began to work his ungodly length in and out of the wickedly tight chute.

After nearly fifteen minutes of tender thrusts, the colonel was finally able to get every inch stuffed inside, and Steve was whimpering softly; accepting his fate as a cock-sleeve for the monster member. With the pulse of electricity still surging, Chris ramped up his thrusts and drilled the reporter like a jackhammer. As he fucked with reckless abandon, the airman began to have an impromptu conversation with T?lelox.
?Oh my gawd, this is fucking amazing!!? Chris thought.
?I concur. Your species is wonderfully suited for sexual pleasure. Every inch of your bodies seem to have the potential to deliver erotic stimulation. Blending with another species usually isn?t so pleasant. Creating our army will be a most delectable task,? the alien cooed.
?Oh gawd, I could fuck him forever. His ass is so fuckin? tight!!!? the colonel replied mentally.
?He will make a fine addition to our ranks. And when you finally implant the embryo within him, you will need to provide a few additional batches of your seed as nutrients for its development,? T?lelox explained.
?O-OH-OOOOHHHH YESSSSS!!!!! Come to D-Daddy!!!? Chris exclaimed as he shot his bounty deep into Steve?s bowels; the small embryo riding the wave of cum into its new host. On instinct, the alien embryo burrowed to the central nervous system and attached itself securely in place. It then sent out several tiny tendrils to start collecting the salty spunk still filling up Steve?s guts, while the airman kept on fucking.

Once Chris delivered his final load, the reporter started to tremble from the alien invasion taking place within, and the colonel hugged the newest member of his sect tenderly; captivated by the transformation taking place in front of him. The fast-growing embryo continuously released its own intergalactic enzymes into Steve?s body that trigger his own muscular mutation, and as it grew so did its host?s body. Within an hour?s time, the reporter went from a 149 lb average-joe to a 195 lb muscle stud with a 14? prick.
?Why did he change so fast?? Chris thought.
?Because the embryo was genetically matched to Steve,? T?lelox answered. ?That was why we needed his genetic material first. We could have implanted an embryo without it, but it would have taken a much longer period of time to develop. We need to increase our numbers quickly, and this is what we must do.?

The airman allowed Steve to rest a while longer, but eventually the transformation was complete. When he sat up and looked into Chris? eyes, the colonel saw a new man looking back at him.
?I understand now,? Steve said calmly. ?I understand what we must do to ensure the survival of our world. How may I best serve you, Sire??
?He already knows what?s going on?!?? the colonel wondered.
?Yes. All embryos contain the memories of its progenitor. That is one of the reasons the feud between the two sects never waned. All members of our species are shackled to the past and doomed to continue this war until one side is finally decimated,? the alien explained. ?We can use Steve?s skill and connections as a reporter to keep track of any news of an unusual nature. He should be able to alert of us of our enemy?s arrival.?

After Chris relayed orders to Steve, he felt a growing desire to take pleasure in the newly transformed body wrapped in his arms. He rolled Steve on his back and spun around to the ?69? position. As he forced his fat prick into his ?offspring?s? mouth, the colonel swallowed the newly enlarged 14-incher to the hilt. The two men gorged themselves on rock-hard crotch meat; wolfing down several more loads of hearty spunk before they were spent. Chris then dismissed his new foot-soldier to begin his surveillance mission on the impending arrival. After leaving the cave, once again in only a too-tight pair of gym shorts, Chris stopped by another fast-food joint and picked up a few buckets of fried chicken. His ravenous appetite was spiking again.

Following another stealthy approach to his hotel room, the colonel peeled off his shorts and headed for the shower. He did the obligatory series of poses in the mirror admiring his new body before washing the sweat and cum from his flesh. With only the hotel-provided robe draped over him, Chris sat down to devour his evening?s feast, but only got half-way through the second bucket of chicken when someone knocked on his door.
?Good evening, Colonel Redfield. I?m Elliot Renon, the hotel manager. I received a number of complaints about loud voices and repetitive thumping sounds coming from your room last night and into the early morning hours. I ask that you keep your fellow guests in mind when hosting?a late night party.?
Still adjusting the robe to cover his huge flaccid prick, Chris replied, ?Oh wow, I?m really sorry about that, Mr. Renon. I guess things just got a little out of hand. If you don?t mind, can we finish this conversation in my room? The robe provided seems a bit small and I wasn?t expecting company.?

As he entered the room, Chris reached out to shake Elliot?s hand, and T?lelox initiated another bio-electric pulse that aroused the suit-wearing manager. Soon he wasn?t able to take his eyes off of Chris? body and especially the monstrous bulge flopping against the terry cloth robe.
?Again, I?m really sorry about all the noise I made last night,? the colonel continued, fully aware of what the alien wanted to happen next. ?It?s just that the guy I was with was a real power bottom and wanted me to fuck him hard. I tried to do him in lots of different positions to keep the noise down, but everything we did seemed to create even more of a ruckus. Maybe you can suggest some positions that still allow for vigorous sex without causing too much racket for my neighbors,? he said as he let the robe ?accidentally? slip open.
?Oh my! Uh, well?ummm?let?s see here. I guess if you were to entertain your guest on the bed width-wise then all your energy would be directed to the sides and not at the headboard. That would eliminate some of the wall-pounding noises. This older building does have poorly insulated walls so he might need to bury his face in a pillow too,? Elliot replied; blushing slightly by the direction of the conversation.
?Those are some good suggestions. Maybe we should test them out?you know, to make sure I don?t get in trouble again,? the colonel teased, dropping the robe to the floor and crawling onto the bed on all fours.

The hotel manager couldn?t fight back his erection and figured since he was in the business of customer service, he should make sure his guest had a positive experience at his establishment. Quickly discarding his tie, jacket and shirt, Elliot moved in and buried his face between the succulent muscled globes and rimmed the hairy hole with surprising skill. The 45 year old manager was in decent shape, with only the slightest belly on his 5?-10? tall, 173 lb frame. The salt and pepper hair on his head and chest gave him a distinguished look that belied the pervy sex fiend within. Lapping at the quivering ring, he began to remove his pants and shoes; totally focused on slicking up the hole for his impatient prick.

When he couldn?t wait any longer, Elliot spit a wad of saliva into his hand and lubed up his shaft; pressing it against the willing ass. With one rough thrust, he plowed all 9? up the velvety chute. Chris let out a muffled moan, his head buried in the comforter, which was followed by successive groans of pleasure as the hotel manager drilled his hole hard and fast. While writhing in ecstasy, the colonel realized that the room was in fact much quieter with the bed rocking side to side and not back and forth.

T?lelox was busy teasing the invading rod with the tendril-laced chute, trying to coax out the first of several needed loads for the waiting embryo. As the pulses rocked his cock, Elliot started to grunt loudly followed by a full body spasm brought on by a powerful orgasm. He slammed Chris? ass harder and harder as he unleashed the full torrent of cum within the hotel?s guest. With the orgasm subsiding, Elliot rested on the colonel?s back, allowing his hands to slide underneath the behemoth to fondle and pinch the hardened nipples.
?I hope you?re not done, Mr. Renon. I want to feel you pump some more cum into me,? Chris teased.
?Oh yeah? I can give you what you need, Colonel Redfield,? Elliot responded energetically.
?Since you?ve got your cock up my ass?please, call me Chris,? the airman replied with a chuckle.

Chris rolled onto his back and pulled Elliot on top of him.
?Suck on my nipples while you fuck me. I love that!? Chris ordered.
The manager didn?t say a word. He just stuffed his dick back inside and began to thrust away; getting a mouthful of fuzzy nipple in the process. With Chris ?busy? enjoying the hearty fuck, T?lelox energized the tendrils in the pecs, fingers and ass to hyper-stimulate Elliot. The combined effort brought the man to a quicker than desired orgasm, but the colonel was done bottoming yet. He rolled them both over, taking a seat on Elliot?s cock. Allowing the mesmerized manager to stroke his throbbing prick, Chris started to grind his ass slow and steady. Elliot was lost in a sexual haze, hypnotized by the flexing muscle god impaled on his rod. And though he wanted that experience to last the rest of his life, T?lelox had other plans and forced a final load from his ballsack. The airman slid off of the spent dick and cuddled with Elliot for a while; giving the alien time to work his ?magic?.

About ten minutes later, Chris rolled Elliot onto his stomach and straddled his legs. When he felt the gigantic dick press against his ass, the hotel manager started to struggle. Once again, the tentacles emerged from Chris? body and subdued the new recruit; this time with his arms held behind his back. With Elliot?s mouth gagged by more tentacles, the colonel proceeded to penetrate his defenses; giving the manager the fuck of his life.
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At that same time, about 50 miles north of the Navy base, Sergeant Jack Krauser was out for a jog. The U.S. marine sergeant loved to run at night, especially up to and around Case Springs Lake in the Santa Margarita Mountains. Located only 9 miles from Camp Pendleton, the lake was a favorite fishing spot for the locals, but due to road repair, the lake had been closed to all but the marines for the last few weeks. That night however, it wouldn?t just be some marines at the lake.

As Krauser jogged up the path, he heard something fly over head, but he saw nothing. The next thing his senses registered was the echo of a loud splash at the lake. Still about half a mile away, the sergeant picked up his pace to see what it was. Fishing in the lake, retired General James Marcus witnessed the crash landing of a small saucer-like craft, but when he tried to call for emergency services, the general found that his cell phone had no signal. As the ripples from the water landing subsided, General Marcus waited to see if anyone or anything surfaced on the lake, but no one or nothing did.

While packing up his fishing gear to head back to the base and report his sighting, the general heard something emerge from the water right behind him. Turning around with his fishing rod in hand, he came face to face with the second N?dariax alien. Needing to find a host vessel before the sun rose, the alien decided it had no other choice but to take over the aged form in its midst. But moments before it was to launch its attack, Sergeant Krauser raced up to see what had happened. Sensing the younger, more virile body, the alien dispatched several tendrils at the general?s face. As they pierced his skin and eyes, the alien unleashed a powerful bio-electric pulse that fried General Marcus? brain; killing him instantly.

?NOOOOOOO!!!? Krauser screamed as he lunged to catch the collapsing general, but before he could reach the body, his own was entangled in a multitude of tendrils. Wearing only a pair of jogging shorts and sneakers, the alien quickly stripped the sergeant naked and began its assault. Unlike T?lelox? method of easing a potential host through the merging process, Z?tecot, of the M?xcoatl sect, felt no need for compassion. It only needed a vessel and would claim whichever one it wanted.
The callous alien began to prick and probe Krauser?s sweaty body with its electrified tendrils looking for the source of his genetic material. When it saw the sergeant?s cock swell and ooze precum, Z?tecot knew it found what it needed. It quickly latched onto the throbbing member to steal the seed it craved, and as it did so, the alien initiated a wicked barrage to show who was the dominate species. It used some of its tendrils to whip and scratch at Krauser?s flesh while other appendages coiled around his throat and choked him viciously. Some tentacles forced his limbs in awkward positions just to see how far they could bend. Still more forced their way down his throat and up his ass to explore the new vessel. And even as he endured the hellish torture, the erotic stimulation to his cock and balls brought the captive marine to orgasm.

Z?tecot gathered up the salty cream and prodded its prey for more. As the tendrils continued to violate his flesh, the marine?s 6?-4? tall, 250 lb body convulsed in confused anguish. Part of him loathed the attack, but the appendages fondling his 11? prick and nutsack had him craving another mind-blowing orgasm. Soon his wish was granted and he forfeited another healthy batch to his captor, followed shortly by another thick load?and then another. When the alien had enough seed to begin the first saturation process, it brutally stuffed its gelatinous tentacle up Krauser?s ass and poured its enzyme deep inside of him.

The sergeant began screaming wildly and spasming violently as the acid-like juices seeped into his flesh, but unlike Chris who was allowed to drift into unconsciousness, Z?tecot used its electrified tendrils to keep Krauser wide awake. It wanted its vessel to experience the metamorphosis in all its glory. The marine watched in horror as his body swelled from the space spunk pumped into his guts. He was in sheer agony and was sweating profusely from the transformation. His mind was a chaotic mess of thoughts and emotions because he had never been so utterly helpless, and he was too confused by what was happening to even say anything. All he could do was grunt and groan through the excruciating initial phase.

About an hour later and the pain finally dissipated, or at least the pain from the mutation. With the first phase complete, the impatient alien started phase two. Krauser cried out in despair as the extraction tentacle re-engulfed his manhood, followed by the return of the whipping, choking and scratching tendrils. That time around, it seemed even worse because his flesh was already so sensitive from the transformation. The slightest contact sent shivers down his spine, but Z?tecot would not be swayed from its wicked experiments. It sent a couple of tendrils to pierce the marine?s nipples and tug on them repeatedly. The alien then punctured the nutsack and began to fondle the pair internally. And the final torturous act was to slither tendrils underneath each and every fingernail and toenail?just to see how its captive reacted.

Noticing its prey growing weaker from the continuous extraction, the alien dragged Krauser to the water?s edge. It then used some of its tendrils to coax some of the fish closer to it. When a few were in range, Z?tecot speared them and then tore them to shreds. The alien then forced a chunk of fish meat into Krauser?s mouth to see if he would consume the meal. When the marine swallowed it down, the alien fed him the rest of its catch. After all, a dead vessel was of no use.

The sergeant suffered through the second saturation and third extraction phase and was now nearly catatonic, but that didn?t cause Z?tecot any hesitation. It could sense the level in UV rays increasing as sunrise neared, and it needed to inhabit its vessel soon. As the third batch of alien enzymes flooded his guts, Krauser became aware that the creature had started to crawl inside of him, but he was too weak to stop it. When it plugged into his spinal cord, the marine began to convulse violently again, but thankfully it was for only a short period of time. As Z?tecot settled into its new ?home?, Sergeant Krauser was treated to a rush of memories flooding his brain.

Whereas T?lelox? story was that of survival and self-defense, Z?tecot was on a mission of revenge and retribution. The M?xcoatl sect viewed the D?rozoac solely as a hindrance to their quest for total galactic domination, and once they were wiped from existence, the M?xcoatl could have their pick of any and every planet of their choosing.

With the occupation of its vessel finally complete, Jack Krauser got up and walked naked into the water. He then unleashed a powerful bio-electric blast under the water that killed dozens of fish; causing them to float to the surface. Over the next couple of hours, the transformed marine rested on the shore, filling his stomach with raw meal. His now 355 lb body required plenty of sustenance to keep it functioning properly. He did, however, take time between meals to play with his newly enlarged 20? long, 3? thick cock. And with Z?tecot warping and controlling his thoughts, the marine couldn?t wait to use it on someone.
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Back in the hotel room, a recovering recruit stirred from his slumber and stumbled to the bathroom. Elliot had undergone his own transformation during the night and still couldn?t believe his eyes when he focused on the image in the mirror. Thanks to his sire, the hotel manager was now an impressive 220 lbs of solid muscle and he was sporting a 15? dick. While posing in the mirror, Elliot recalled Chris? orders for him to use his position at the hotel to recruit as many viable candidates to their sect as possible. Being the manager, Elliot had very easy access to all the rooms and could select a wide variety of out-of-town guests for their cause; thereby ensuring faster S?mbioc globalization.

As he continued flexing, Chris snuck up behind him and gave Elliot a playful bear-hug and tugged on his hardening cock. The manager spun around and kissed his sire passionately. It seemed that two S?mbioc bodies in contact with each other created substantial sexual energy. They took their playfulness into the shower and worked on dissipating that energy. Later, as they were toweling off, Elliot realized that neither man had anything to actually wear thanks to their massively muscular bodies. With only an hour left before the hotel?s boutique opened, the manager decided they should sneak inside and do some stealthy shopping.

After making their way down to the shop in only the terry cloth robes, Elliot snagged a new, larger suit and disappeared into the dressing room. His physique was huge but not beyond normal. As for Chris, the only options the boutique had were xxx-large sweat pants and equally sized t-shirts, but at least he wouldn?t be roaming the city streets buck-naked. When Elliot emerged from the dressing room, he was dressed to the nines and looking quite impressive in the new threads, but he was also carrying a fabric tape measure.
?So we know you weigh 335 lbs now, but I?m curious about just how big you really are,? he said with a smirk. ?Let?s find out, shall we??
Chris just chuckled and dropped the robe to the floor and let the hotel manager do the calculations.
?We?ll work our way up,? Elliot continued. ?JEEZUS! Your calves are 23? around,? he said with utter surprise. ?Your thighs are?32??which matches your waist!!!? the manager continued, now obviously getting very excited. ?Oh my gawd! Your biceps?your biceps are 27? in circumference,? Elliot said with a growing lust in his voice. ?Your chest measures out at?WOW! Your chest measures out at 63?!!?
Chris could see that the manager?s cock was straining against the new fabric and ached to be freed.
?And now for the piece de resistance. Your cock is 13??soft. Let?s see what it is fully erect,? Elliot teased as he stroked and licked the swelling shaft. ?18? rock hard and 4? thick! Now I know why I thought I was being torn in two last night,? he joked; his hands still fondling the monstrous rod.
Without saying another word, Elliot dropped to his knees and swallowed the bulbous head and stroked the shaft with salacious need. A few minutes later, Chris treated his ?offspring? to another shot of protein before they both had to scramble out the back door to avoid being seen by the arriving employees.
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Hours later back at the lake, Sergeant Krauser was still lounging on the shore when a military jeep rolled up. ?What the fuck is going on here, sergeant?!?? Major Leon Kennedy growled. ?You were supposed to sit in on a meeting this morning, and I find you out here, sprawled out naked on the beach! If you?ve been doing steroids, sergeant, you can kiss your career goodbye!!?
Krauser didn?t say a word. He just stood up and approached his superior officer. And then, after looking him over a few times, the sergeant simply muttered, ?You?ll do,? seconds before lunging at the unsuspecting major.
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About that same time, back in his room, Chris had finished making a phone call, and another 30 minutes after that, the casually-dressed but obviously ?enhanced? colonel was driving through the main gate at the naval base and entering the temporary office space he shared with his team of airmen. He walked by the group without saying a word, and they, in turn, just watched in stunned silence as the colonel entered the back office.
?Good morning, General Wesker. Thank you for seeing me and thank you again for the days off. They really did me a world of good,? Chris said with all seriousness.
?Good Lord, colonel!!! What the hell happened to you?!?? Wesker said, after nearly spitting out his coffee.
?I think it will be easy to show you than to tell you, sir,? Colonel Chris Redfield responded as he locked the door to the general?s office.

To be continued?

[monstermusclebe]

Very hot, excellent storytelling. A fun twist on the alien invasion motif. Looking forward to more!

[msclbldr]

Great, can't wait for the next installment.

[tattcub]

Excellent stuff...

keep it going, nice twist on the gaylien invasion stories...

TC

[ljobenza]

Cool, Baldwolf is coming here too? Btw, whatever happened to the Bara Forums? It's been gone for days.

[miniace2009]

Wow! Hot hot hot!
I hardly need to imagine what he looks like...I just think of RE5 and how sexy he was in that game!

[Strmchaserboi]

I can't wait for the second part of this story. This is my kind of fantasy. The first aliens way of altering. Not the second ones.

[liang1]

Some super hot images Baldwolf created for Chris, you get the picture : )
http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lz...1utro1_500.jpg
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http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr....s%2BekTAHwM%3D
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[liang1]

Hi guys thanks for all the nice comments, I have sent the page link to Baldwolf and he really appreciates all the support. Would be great if you could express what you would like to see in the next chapter, I envision Chris at a bodybuilding gym as he shows off tossing lots of inhumanly heavy weights around and strip and flex in front of the mirrors to show off and admire himself, in turn getting attentions from all sorts of hot bodybuilders (str8 and gay) and turn them in the shower or at their own homes/flats and later on as he gains control of the gym even blatantly fucks and breed them right there on the gym floor flexing and poses for himself as he pounds away and inseminates his new buddies underneath him.
Any other ideas?

[CrystalDagger]

Leon was always my fave Resi character so having a really nice long TF sequence for him would be great. Especially if Baldwolf wants to do a bunch of really hot images for him like he did for Chris.

[ljobenza]

I doubt he would. He's not really that liked in the bara community.

[CrystalDagger]

But imagine how hot a couple of before and after shots of him would be!

[liang1]

Hmm not sure about Leon about your could always ask Baldwolf himself, anymore ideas on what and how Chris could do to seduce more new recruits in the next chapter?

[andromediavirgo]

Great story, interested in seeing where this goes

[hshunk]

Can't wait for the next chapter!

[silvershadow]

This really surprised me and I'm not usually a sc-fi fan XD. Great story and sexy.

[liang1]

Can't wait to see the next chapter myself, I wonder what happens when he wanks off to his huge muscular reflections in the shower and his gallons of cum and embryos escapes into the sewers?

[liang1]

For those who already knew Baldwolf and all who are interested he has created a page to post all past and new fics and photos as the old Bara Forums is now gone, do check it out and give him some support/suggestions!
http://baldwolftales.tumblr.com/

[jts]

I loved this story. Please continue asap!

[baldwolf]

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[COLOR=gray]Incursion(Metamorphose - Chapter 2) by Baldwolf[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]** This is an Alternate Universe fan-fiction utilizing some of the characters from Resident Evil, Left 4 Dead and Dead Rising 2, minus the undead. Enjoy.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]As Colonel Chris Redfield locked the office door, he could hear the nervousness in General Albert Wesker’s voice as his commander asked, “What’s going on Chris? What in God’s name happened to you?!?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Simply enough, General, I was right. There was something hitching a ride in the debris field. I found it and merged with it. We are now one and it is our mission to save this planet from a violent alien race headed here to obliterate us. I know it’s a lot to take in, sir, so let me ease you into this new reality.”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]After tossing a large duffle bag to the floor, Chris peeled off his shirt and flexed his mammoth muscles, and General Wesker swallowed hard as his subordinate moved closer. He hadn’t really heard a word Chris had spoken because he was too busy trying to fight off the erection growing in his slacks. The general always had a man-crush on his colonel, and it was made even stronger the more they worked together…especially all the times he saw Chris in the locker room. But the always-professional military leader refused to act on his urges because it would have been deemed inappropriate and could have possibly ruined both their careers. And he remained resolved in his decision until that very moment; a moment that would change his life forever.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The colonel walked next to his seated superior, and lifted the 48 year old general to his feet. Chris then guided Wesker’s hands to his hardened nipples and moaned seductively as the digits caressed them. Wesker was speechless. He was lost in the moment that he had dreamt of for many years. As his hands roamed over the hairy, heaving pecs, his breathing became shallow and quick. He was becoming light-headed from the thrill of fondling the colonel. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“Lean back against your desk, sir, and let me take control for the moment,” Chris suggested before dropping to his knees.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]General Wesker gasped when he felt the colonel unzip his pants to fish out his swelling cock. Chris immediately began to lick the large shaft from tip to base, sucking on the balls often. Once fully erect, the colonel worked all eleven inches down his throat until his nose was buried in the blond crotch while his hands went to work stripping the general completely naked. The whole time, T’lelox was busy stimulating every body part Chris came into contact with, further pushing the general into an all out sexual frenzy.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Soon Wesker was throat-fucking Chris with a rabid need for satisfaction. His thrusts had driven the hero backwards until he was pinned against the wall, but that didn’t slow him down one bit. The general began grinding his hips into the colonel’s face, grunting loudly, and Chris knew he was getting ready to spew his first load. The hero increased his suction while finger-fucking Wesker’s tight hole, and soon he was rewarded with a mouthful of hot, pearly spunk. The colonel swallowed down every drop before releasing the huge prick from his lips.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“That was tasty, sir. But now I’m ready for you to fuck my ass with that same intensity,” Chris said with a devilish smirk.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“You’re about to find out why I’m the one in charge, colonel,” Wesker said confidently as he directed his pilot to take position on all fours. “Airman Harris. Hold all my calls and make sure I’m not disturbed until my meeting with Redfield is finished. Understood?” the general ordered over the phone to the 19 year old airman manning the desk outside his office. “Now where were we?” he teased as he focused in on the round, muscular ass offered up to him.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The general was a couple of inches taller than Chris and weighed in at 198 pounds of toned muscle. For a man nearly 50 years old, Albert Wesker was in fantastic shape, and it was something that was never lost on Chris. The colonel had a secret longing for his leader, and he was almost giddy with excitement now that he was about to be impaled by the long, thick shaft he had fantasized about. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Wesker buried his face between the luscious, firm glutes and tongued the clenched ring lovingly. He was about to enter the man he once believed off-limits to him. But now he was mere moments away from making it a reality, and he wanted to make sure it was the most pleasurable experience for both of them. So once he had the hole properly soaked with saliva, the general took position behind Chris and slowly began to force his fat cockhead inside. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Already coated in spit and precum, Wesker’s rod found little resistance to its continued procession deeper and deeper into the colonel’s bowels. And Chris was moaning and writhing more and more with each additional inch filling him up. Once the general had stuffed all eleven inches balls-deep, he took a few seconds to revel in the moment, but T’lelox was anxious to process the next batch of his spunk, so the alien increased the bio-electric charges surging through the tendril-laced chute. Wesker responded to the prodding by taking a firm hold of the colonel’s hips and slamming the gorgeous ass with everything he had.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Back out at Case Springs Lake, a much different type of union was taking place. Major Leon Kennedy was crying out in fear and anguish as several tentacles constricted around his body as others shredded the clothes off his back. Sergeant Jack Krauser was now the vessel for Z’tecot, and that particularly deranged alien loved to torture its captives. Unlike the balanced blending experienced by Chris and T’lelox, Krauser’s consciousness was being warped and controlled by the N’dariax, and he now experienced the same exhilaration from hearing his victim’s tormented cries that Z’tecot did. And the sergeant was also about to discover just how intensely pleasurable his alien hijacker could make brutal sex feel.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Once he had the major naked and aroused, Krauser found himself on his knees fiercely sucking on the curved nine inch dick. All he could think about was getting his captive to cum hard, fast and often. The whimpers of total defeat trickling out of Kennedy only served to excite the alien, and in return, Krauser as well. The marine used his newly formed tentacles to strangle the major while two others whipped at his chest and back. With each successive strike, Kennedy found himself disturbingly close to orgasm. The major couldn’t understand how pain was bringing him pleasure, but what he didn’t realize was that the level of pain he was feeling was actually masking the strategically administered bio-electric surges arousing key erogenous zones.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]After nearly twenty minutes of the vicious blow-job, Krauser had enough of the major’s semen to initiate the next phase…and that was the one Z’tecot was really looking forward too. Having slammed Kennedy face-down to the ground, the sergeant straddled the weakened prey while stroking his throbbing 20” prick. Copious amounts of precum poured from the piss-slit and he smeared the excess all along the 3” thick shaft. With his weapon ready for battle, Krauser knelt down on one knee and aimed his cruel missile at the bullseye. Then with one devastating thrust, the 345 pound muscle-bound behemoth rammed every last inch to the hilt.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Major Leon Kennedy let out a gut-wrenching scream that could have stirred the dead as he arched up of the ground. Krauser quickly reached around and grabbed his victim by the throat with one hand and used the other to grasp and handful of the major’s hair. With his captive bent backwards in an extremely uncomfortable position, the sergeant took pleasure in ramping up his thrusts and pile-driving his hips down into Kennedy’s ass. Krauser then used one of his tentacles to throat-fuck the major while others coiled around the prey’s arms and legs; pulling them backwards. With Kennedy completely subdued, the alien-infused marine decided it was time to have some wicked fun with his cock-puppet.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Krauser stood up and used his tentacles to slide the major up and down on his rigid shaft while he slammed into the helpless ass with brutal force. He used gravity and Kennedy’s toned 155 pound body against the major by sliding the captive completely off his prick and then dropping him back down on it. The pain of the repeated impalings had the 28 year old marine sobbing; his muffled cries for mercy being completely ignored. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The sergeant then twisted Kennedy around with his tentacles and had him hanging face-up by his wrists and ankles, as if he were in a sling. With the captive’s ass perfectly exposed and at prick-level, the wicked marine began stabbing his massive member into the hoisted major’s hole as if he were punching a speed bag with his hips. Kennedy swung back and forth, on and off of the huge dick with such intensity that he nearly suffered whiplash, but that was the least of his concerns. He could feel the gargantuan girth decimating his bowels and wondered how much longer he could survive the assault, but he was unaware that his attacker had other plans for him.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]After over an hour of sadistic fucking, Krauser was ready to implant his embryo into the major, so he slammed the exhausted captive to the ground and delivered the final, earthshaking thrusts that preceded a tidal wave of cum. Kennedy’s stomach expanded from the pearly deluge, but he was helpless to do anything about it. The sergeant kept the major wrapped up in his arms and tentacles until the transformation was complete. Once the metamorphosis was finalized, Major Leon Kennedy’s body was a muscular 210 pounds and he was sporting a 15” dick. The fledgling alien inside him still needed more sustenance, so Krauser flung his newest recruit into the lake to catch his own meal. Hours later, the sergeant ordered the major to use his military contacts to track down their alien enemy. Z’tecot was eager to make that new world his own.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]In Wesker’s office, Chris was in complete ecstasy as his boss passionately fucked him. He was now on his back with his huge legs wrapped around the general’s waist while the blond leader pumped another load into his bowels. Throughout the morning, he had found himself sprawled out on nearly every surface in that office as his military leader drilled him in every conceivable position. He was astonished by the general’s endurance…and imagination. Chris couldn’t wait to see what Wesker had planned next for his ass.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“We have enough of his genetic material now. You can begin the next phase, Chris,” T’lelox mentally pointed out.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I know, but I’m not ready for him to stop. Can’t you sense how amazing his cock feels inside us? How it rubs against our prostate so perfectly? GAWDDAMN!!! This man is a sexual genius!! I could stay like this forever,” Chris replied.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Reluctantly, Chris agreed. He pulled Wesker down on top of him and kissed him deeply. While their tongues danced, the colonel rolled them both over so that he was now on top.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“You’ve definitely proven why you’re in charge, sir...but it’s time for you to join my army now. With you on our side, we will have a great advantage over the M’xcoatl. I need you to just relax and let this happen. It will be more enjoyable for both of us that way,” Chris tried explaining.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Now wait one damn second, colonel! That monstrous prick of yours ain’t going anywhere near my ass!! There’s no way it can fit!” the general exclaimed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“On the contrary, sir. Others have claimed the same thing, but they were all proven wrong. It’s time to man-up and be all you can be, general.”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]With that final comment, Chris’ tentacles emerged from his back and traps to muffle the general’s objections and restrain his limbs. As the hero nuzzled Wesker’s neck, he slowly worked his bulbous cockhead into the clenched hole. With help from T’lelox and multiple bio-electric pulses, the general soon found himself relaxed and willing. As the energy tickled his puckered ring, Wesker’s ass was stretching further than he thought possible. The unimaginable thickness filling him up was both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. There was something so erotic about being totally helpless in the arms of someone you desired. He was ready for Chris to take him completely, so the general just closed his eyes and exhaled.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]What followed were sensations that the general never knew existed. As the tendril-laced cock thrust in and out of his hole, Wesker was brought to sensual heights that nearly blew his mind. He became so enthralled that Chris found no more need for his tentacles, and soon the colonel had Wesker wrapped in his arms as he passionately kissed and fucked his commanding officer. Chris then rolled onto his back to let the general take charge and ride his mammoth shaft however he wanted to. Wesker leaned forward and placed his hands on the huge pecs to support himself as he slowly bounced back and forth on the full 18”.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“Don’t you dare make me cum, T’lelox! Not yet! I’ve wanted to fuck his ass for so long, so just let me have a few more minutes,” Chris ordered.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]While Chris watched Wesker bottom out on his cock, he couldn’t help but think about the others he would be fucking that day. As his mind played back all the memories he had of each man…in the showers and locker rooms, the colonel soon found himself overly excited by the prospects, and he started to cum.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Oh, you clever bastard, T’lelox!! Damn you!!”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Wesker began to moan loudly as the thick, intergalactic cream doused his bowels. He slammed his ass down hard onto Chris’ hips, overcome with the desire to keep every drop inside of him. The general leaned back, resting his hands on the colonel’s legs and rode the powerful orgasm to the very last spasm and quickly found his guts bloated with cum. As the embryo latched onto Wesker internally, the general started to tremble and convulse. Chris immediately pulled him into his arms and hugged his mentor to his sweaty chest; his rigid prick still plugging his ass tight.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The hero caressed and kissed his superior throughout the hour-long transformation. As he stroked the enlarging pecs and biceps, Chris found himself uncontrollably aroused once again when Wesker’s glutes grew and hardened around his shaft. Soon he was fucking his quivering leader as gently as possible until he erupted inside the newly formed, 253 pound muscular physique. When Wesker’s mind finally cleared, he looked into his sire’s eyes and smiled.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“Thank you for selecting me, Chris. How may I best serve you?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I need you to generate a defense strategy for the coming invasion and recruit any individual you deem necessary for our success, sir,” the hero replied as he pulled his spent cock from Wesker’s hole. “But first I think we need to bring our own team into this, don’t you?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“My thoughts exactly, colonel. Plus, I’ve been dying to see what Airman Harris looks like naked,” Wesker said with a big smile. “He reminds me a lot of you when you were that age.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]Chris just chuckled as he got up and headed to the phone. “Harris. I need you to order several dozen large pizzas to be delivered ASAP. Once they arrive, gather the team in the conference room for a mandatory meeting.”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“Well, sir…until the food gets here, you are going to need to replenish your energy via a different source,” Chris said perversely; stroking his prick to stiffness again. “Just let the N’dariax control your throat muscles, and you’ll be able to swallow my dick whole. You reward for throating my entire cock will be a stomach full of cum.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Thank you, sire. I’m starving,” was all the general said; crawling over to the colonel and opening his mouth as wide as he could.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]To his amazement, the alien within easily and painlessly unhinged his jaws and expanded his throat so that Chris’ massive prick slid down without any discomfort. He also found that he was still able to breathe while he gorged himself on hot crotch-meat non-stop until the pizza arrived. The hero wasn’t going to just sit there either. After watching the general’s newly transformed and rock-hard shaft throb and leak precum, Chris decided to give it the attention it deserved. So after feeding his newest offspring a second helping, the colonel moved the pair to the floor and spun around into the 69 position. He slowly inhaled the rigid 17-incher until the blond pubes tickled his chin. Savoring the flavor of Wesker’s precum for an extra second, Chris finally began working the succulent shaft in and out of his throat like a pro; consuming several tasty loads in the process.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Out at Torrey Pines State Reserve, a local resident was on a treasure hunt, but the treasure he was seeking was fame and fortune. Barry Burton was only a park ranger at the Reserve, but he viewed his position as one of greater importance; seeing himself as a defender of the people…from the ‘wildly evil’ coyotes, bobcats and raccoons that infested the area. His inflated sense of self-worth stemmed from his delusional conspiracy theories and his horticultural hobby of growing cannabis in a remote section in the park. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]It was while he was tending to his crop…and sampling the product, during the satellite re-entry, that he saw something strange fly in from the ocean and disappear into one of the caves. Since he was known for growing some premium weed, it took him a couple of days to realize that what he saw wasn’t a hallucination. When he did finally realize that he saw a UFO, Barry believed Fate had chosen him to be humanity’s savior from an alien invasion…if only he could find the proof he needed.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]He had already checked out several caves that morning and was on the verge of calling it quits for the day so he could get back to work, when he decided to investigate just one more. Once again, the pothead park ranger sensed the fickle finger of Fate because he had only travelled halfway into the cave when he discovered something. Barry found a video camera lying on the ground, but when he went to play back its recording, he was disappointed to find the battery was dead. He put the camera in his backpack and continued further into the cave.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]When the park ranger reached the end of the cavern, he saw a huge pile of rock and rubble and it appeared to be a fresh collapse.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Something must have crashed in here!” he thought. “Maybe the owner of the video camera recorded it and was abducted by the aliens! I need Ellis to get this camera working!!” With that final thought, Barry left the cave and the Reserve to head back to his double-wide trailer at the Big Swell Acres Autopark, or BSAA. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Earlier that day, before Chris had left for his meeting with the general, the colonel had taken another shower to wash away the sweat and spunk from his fun with the hotel manager. As the water cascaded down his body, he felt the overwhelming need to pleasure himself and mitigate the pressure building in his nuts again. Ever since his blending with T’lelox, Chris’ body was producing cum at an astounding rate, to which the alien constantly reminded him was for the purpose of increasing their ranks. But the hero wasn’t used to the idea of fucking 24/7, so he would sometimes simply take matters into his own hands…which also elicited another reminder from his co-pilot.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“As I have mentioned several times already, Chris, your semen is different now. It has elements of my DNA now along with embryos awaiting new hosts. Every casual orgasm you have jettisons one of our embryos into the sheets, down the drain or onto the mirror. We are S’mbioc Prime. We are tasked with creating an army to defend our sect and this world. If you feel the need to ejaculate, do it up a new recruit’s rectum.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Yeah, yeah, I hear you, but there’s no one around and I really need to rub one out,” Chris groaned; stroking his prick at a feverish pace. The numerous, tiny embryos squirming around were causing his ballsack to undulate and twitch and the sensations were driving him wild.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“Just out of curiosity, how did you deal with the constant embryonic production while travelling through space then?” Chris asked as he left his room; realizing his internal tenant must have been creating embryos long before they met.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I just consumed them immediately after producing them. There was no room in the craft for more than one of us and I needed the nutrients. It’s a process your species is familiar with. I believe you call it recycling.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Oh, now that’s just gross! And you complain that I splatter a few against a mirror? At least I didn’t chow down on them like vanilla pudding.” [/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Actually you do. Every time you swallow the semen from one of your recruits, you are consuming embryos. But that is just how this process works. They either get implanted or they get ingested.” [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]As Chris walked out the door shaking his head and wishing he had never asked the question, the ejaculated, globulous mass slimed its way down the drainage pipes until it eventually splashed down into the sewers. The tiny embryo inside was driven by the most basic instinct…survival. It knew it had to find a host to inhabit as quickly as possible, but beyond that, it had no other thoughts. As it floated down the tunnel, it ended up getting trapped along the wall by some debris. At that same moment, a nearby skink scurried over to the aromatic goo for a closer inspection. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]As the lizard took a cautious nibble, the embryo ensnared the life-form and tried to merge with it, but it was way too small to be its host. The attempted merger actually resulted in the skink being absorbed by the embryo; slightly increasing its mass and producing a necessary meal. Several other skinks approached the undulating mass, attracted by the scent, but they all met the same fate. Their struggles did succeed in freeing the spunk mass from the debris, and it continued down the tunnel. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Several hours later, the embryonic spooge made contact with another life form. That time, it had floated into the arm of a sleeping homeless man. The gooey impact caused the man to roll over, pulling his arm out of the sewer water and the cum blob with it. It slid off his arm and landed on his chest and then immediately began to hunt for a way inside the larger body. Squirming under his buttoned shirt, the alien embryo slid south past the waistband, gliding over the half-hard cock until it found the backdoor to its new home. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Squeezing its way inside, the mutated embryo burrowed deep and started to unleash all its tendrils in all directions. The homeless man was jarred from his slumber by the violent transformation he was undergoing. His muscle mass not only increased but so did his overall height. He went from 6’-6” tall to 7’-9”and his body started to take on characteristics of the skinks. His skin became scaly and his eyes were more reptilian. His fingers and toes now had large claws growing from their tips, while his mouth widened to accommodate small, razor-sharp teeth, and he was growing a tail. But the scariest transformation was happening between his legs. His cock had grown to a staggering 19”…soft. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]As the mutation process finished, the creature stood up and hissed with a ravenous hunger; scanning in all directions for something to devour. Stealthfully travelling through the sewer tunnels, the mutant gorged itself on rats, raccoons and a 4’ long alligator. Finally, with its hunger pangs extinguished, the reptilian monster was ready to follow its other instinct; the one to breed. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]When the pizza finally arrived at the base, both Chris and Wesker were eager to get started, so the colonel reached into his duffel bag and tossed the general a needed t-shirt and sweat pants. As the pair entered the conference room, the remaining team members noticed that the general was no longer wearing his uniform…and he appeared to be a lot more muscular. Neither man said anything to the others at first. They simply consumed a few pies each, and as they did, all they could think about was bringing the four other men into their ranks. Finally one of those men decided to speak up.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“Um...General Wesker, sir…what has happened to you and the colonel?” Staff Sergeant Richard Aiken asked. “And what happened to your uniform?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Who cares about his uniform? I wanna know how he got so damn big, so quick!” Captain Dave Johnson interjected. “I always thought I was in great shape, but damn! You two make me look like a little bitch.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“You were always a little bitch, Dave,” Lieutenant Josh Stone joked. “But I’m with the captain on this, sirs. How did you do it?”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Both Chris and Wesker just smiled at each other and then slowly removed their shirts.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I know you guys have heard the rumors that I saw something in the debris field…well, I’m here to tell you that there was something, and it was incredible. It gave me this body so that I could defend our world and so that I could recruit others for the same cause,” the colonel said as he draped his huge arms over both Josh’s and Dave’s shoulders. “Do you want to have a body like ours?” he continued as T’lelox released subtle surges of bio-electricity from Chris’ body that pulsed into the captain and lieutenant. Those two men immediately became aroused by the physical contact and began to stroke the colonel’s chest and back.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“What about you men? Are you ready to step up and do your part to defend this great country and the very world from annihilation?” the general added as he firmly gripped Richard’s and Boyd’s arms. His alien also released bio-electric pulses that aroused his subordinates, but Richard wasn’t so easily swayed by the idea. Because Wesker’s alien was so young, it wasn’t able to produce a potent surge, so the general had to also rely on his innate ability to command his men. “I see the confusion in your eyes, staff sergeant, but it is times like these that you need to trust me.”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Richard could feel his cock twitch and his arousal increase, but something just seemed so wrong with that situation. And just when he was about to pull away, Chris stepped up behind him and placed his hand on his shoulder.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“You’re a valued member of our team, Richard. We need you,” was all the colonel had to say. That, combined with a more powerful bio-electric pulse eliminated any more hesitation.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Within minutes, the general had Airman Harris’ cock down his throat with Staff Sergeant Aiken penetrating his muscled hole. The colonel was on his knees delivering a double blow-job to Captain Johnson and Lieutenant Stone, thoroughly impressing his comrades with his deep-throating skills. With the scent of man-sex filling the air, both Chris and Wesker were well on their way to filling their ranks.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]In the trailer next to Barry Burton’s, Francis was getting impatient as he watched the ball game on TV.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Dammit, Ellis!! Where’s my gawddamn beer?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Right here, step-pa,” his 23 year old stepson answered. “Sorry ‘bout dat. I was finishing the next level in Dead Evil Rising 6.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Whatever, boy. You know what time it is, so get to work,” Francis scolded.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Yessir,” was all Ellis said before he dropped to his knees and started to suck off his stepfather.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Oh yeah, that’s it. You so much better than your momma. I hope the worthless ‘ho gets crabs from that loser football coach she ran off with. Stupid fat bastard,” Francis groaned as he forced Ellis to swallow all nine inches.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]His stepson didn’t mind the out-of-work motorcycle mechanic’s sexual needs. In fact, it was the main reason he was still living at home. Ellis was an easy-going young man who had a surprisingly toned body. At 6’-4” tall, he appeared to many to be a lanky hick, but once the shirt came off, his rippled 184 pound frame always impressed. And for those lucky enough to see what was hiding in his pants, they were usually left speechless.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“Don’t stop, son. I’m gettin’ close. I want ya to take it all, boy,” Francis moaned, and Ellis worked the thick shaft harder and faster. “Uh-uh-uhhhhh!!! Oh shit, boy! You’s gettin’ better every time you suck me off. Damn!” his stepfather panted; shooting his load down the young man’s throat. “Now I needs me to fuck that sweet, smooth ass of yours.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]Ellis said nothing; he just dropped his overalls and got down on all fours. Francis downed the last few ounces of his beer as he smeared his spit-soaked cock up and down the firm, young ass-crack. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]There was a stark contrast between their two bodies, as the stepfather was 5” shorter but weighed 30 pounds more than his stepson. His burly, hairy body totally turned Ellis on. To such an extent, that the two men shared the same bed every night just so he could fall asleep running his fingers through his step-daddy’s hairy chest. And Francis secretly appreciated his stepson’s affection, though he would never come right out and say it. After the boy’s momma ran off, Francis found himself in a very dark place, but thanks to Ellis’ “physical” therapy, the biker found happiness again…and he was about to go to his happy place once more.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Ellis grunted loudly when his stepfather’s cock plunged deep and then kept on grunting as the railing began. Francis fucked his boy with a pent up rage that never seemed to dwindle. He drilled Ellis with a brutality that would scare most people, but his stepson knew he was just working out his issues with being dumped and his self-loathing for loving hot, sweaty man-ass. Ellis took every thrust and eagerly awaited the next, and then eventually his favorite part arrived.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Francis flipped Ellis onto his back and began to tear into his hole with a rabid frenzy, but as he did so, the stepfather also started to lustfully kiss his stepson. Ellis was in heaven every time he found himself wrapped in that man’s arms. He slid his hands down the muscular back, gripping the fuzzy butt-cheeks as he held on for dear life. Soon the stepfather was delivering one devastatingly powerful thrust after another as he brought himself closer and closer to cumming, and when he could finally hold back the massive load no longer, Francis hugged Ellis tightly and spasmed hard through the mind-numbing orgasm. The stepson just sighed with contentment as the warm, salty spunk splashed his guts. He knew he had made his step-pa happy once again.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]While still cuddling on the floor enjoying the silent afterglow, a loud and frantic knock rattled their trailer door.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Ellis? Francis? You guys in there?” Barry called out.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]Ellis quickly grabbed his clothes and ran into the bedroom as Francis pulled up his jeans and cracked open another beer.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Dammit, Barry! What’s wrong now?” Francis answered.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I need Ellis to fix this and tell me what’s on it,” he rambled as he pushed his way inside. “Um…why are you so sweaty? And open up a window. It’s all musky in here.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Ellis and I were working out. And you open up a gawddamn window if you want. We happen to like it the way it is,” Francis replied as he plopped back down in his chair.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“So why is he still living with you anyways? You have only been his step-daddy for six years and his momma has been long gone for half that?” Barry inquired.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Family is family. I ain’t about to kick him to the curb just because his momma’s a two-timin’ bitch. You got any other questions, stoner?” Francis growled.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“As a matter of fact, I do…for as often as you two work out, how come you’re not in better shape?” the park ranger quipped.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Fuck you, fat ass! I could rip that beard right off of your face.”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“Now, pa…be nice. You know he was just teasin’. What can I do for you Big Bear?” Ellis asked as he gave his neighbor a friendly hug. The young man also had a huge crush on Barry following an unexpected run-in at the trailer park’s swimming pool, when his neighbor was skinny dipping at midnight. It was at the moment when Ellis saw what was swinging between Barry’s legs that his nickname came into being. But Barry wasn’t the brightest bulb in the box and always assumed it was because he had a bit of a beer belly, not because he had a chubby 12 inch rod. Ellis was holding out hope that one day his ultimate fantasy would come true…that he would be tag-teamed by both his step-pa and Big Bear.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“I know you’re some kind of electronics whiz so I need you to get this camera working for me,” Barry answered, handing the damaged device to his neighbor.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Just looks like superficial damage to the camera, but these models only have internal hard drives. Let’s see if it still works,” the young man said disappearing into the back of the trailer. “I have the right plug for it, so we don’t have to wait for the battery to charge. Hmmmm…it’s not starting up. There must be more damage to the camera, but don’t worry, Big Bear. If I can get the hard drive out, I’ll be able to see what’s stored on it. Why don’t you go take a dip in the pool and come back in an hour or so. I should be done by then.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Thanks, Ellis!” the burly park ranger said, hugging the young man again.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]Ellis just inhaled Barry’s scent and let his hands linger on the wide back a few moments longer before the park ranger pulled away and headed for his own trailer.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Ellis flicked a switch to a computer monitor and spied on Barry as he changed next door. The young man was indeed an electronics genius…and a pervert. He had placed wireless cameras in Barry’s double-wide so he could ogle the big, beautiful cock whenever possible. He had hours of footage of his neighbor showering, changing clothes, jerking off and fucking hookers, and he so desperately wanted to be on the receiving end of that kind of bear-hug. Once Barry headed for the pool, Ellis got to work on the video camera’s hard drive.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]At the ancillary northern access point to Marine Corps Base Camp Pendleton, three members of its military police were getting bored with their duty assignment. Lieutenant Colonel Carlos Oliveira, Captain Kirk Mathison and Lance Corporal Kevin Dooley had been assigned to that post as a punishment for an off-base weekend skirmish with a couple of bikers at a local bar. The three marines always seemed to have extra energy to burn off and were fond of sparring or wrestling whenever they had the chance. That particular afternoon, they had not seen a single person come or go through their gate, so they decided to use that time to get in some extra hand-to-hand combat training.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Oliveira was the strongest out of the three and loved to show off his physique. Mathison had the tightest body and was secretly a male stripper when off duty, so he too was often seen shirtless whenever possible. Dooley was just an average young man in the Corps, but he was eager to fit in. The lance corporal watched as Mathison and Oliveira began to spar, and he studied their moves closely hoping to use some of them against his opponents later. As the sun shone down and heated things up, all three marines were soon covered in sweat, making their muscles glisten. And it was their gleaming, exposed flesh that caught their visitor’s attention.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Sergeant Krauser had taken the secluded route back to the base; opting for a more controlled encounter with potential recruits, rather than having to deal with a mob of marines all at once. When he spotted the three MPs training, the sergeant wanted to join in their fun. Walking up in his overly-stressed jogging shorts; his obvious huge bulge bouncing with each step, he flashed them his I.D. and asked if they’d like one more participant. Slightly taken aback by his incredible size and the lack of clothing covering his crotch meat, the men started to decline the offer. Not willing to take “no” for an answer, Krauser added, “I’ll take all three of you on at the same time…unless you’re scared.”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Since marines aren’t the type to get scared or back down when honor is on the line, the three MPs accepted his challenge. The trio assumed it was just a submission match, but when the sergeant delivered a brutal punch to Dooley’s head, they quickly realized that their opponent was looking for a real fight. Mathison charged Krauser and dove at his mid-section while Oliveira tried a low spinning sweep kick to take their adversary off his feet, but both men felt like they had just attacked a well-rooted tree trunk. Krauser didn’t even budge from his spot.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The depraved sergeant landed a vicious elbow to Mathison’s back that forced the captain straight down into the dirt. Krauser then turned his attention to Oliveira by grabbing the marine by the waistband of his pants, hoisting him face-up into the air before nailing him with a double hammer punch to his chest and thighs. The lieutenant colonel hit the ground with a loud thud. Dooley struggled to his feet and rushed his assailant only to be greeted by a lightning-quick kick to his face, and before Mathison or Oliveira could try another move, Krauser had moved in to claim his prize.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The corrupted marine unleashed his tentacles and ensnared all three MPs. With three potential recruits to draft, he had a lot of genetic material to gather, so he didn’t waste any time. Krauser stripped them all naked and straddled Oliveira’s hips while dangling Mathison and Dooley in the air by their necks, just in front of his face. After several surges of bio-electric energy coursed through their bodies, the defeated trio was further humiliated as they found themselves rock-hard in their attacker’s embrace. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The sergeant immediately lowered himself onto Oliveira’s ten inch prick as he engulfed both Mathison’s and Dooley’s members at the same time. Although he stayed stationary on top of the lieutenant colonel’s cock, Krauser’s tendril-laced chute began to constrict, undulate and stroke the trapped MP’s shaft mercilessly. Oliveira tried to fight off the sensations harassing his dick, but the alien, Z’tecot, knew exactly had to get what it needed from its prey. Soon the marine was crying out in despair as he shot his first load up the sergeant’s ass.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Mathison and Dooley were too busy fighting off the tentacles and trying not to suffocate to worry about the insanely effective blow-job they both were receiving. Krauser’s energized tongued teased and glided over Mathison’s nine inch shaft and then Dooley’s seven-incher while he finger-fucked their clenched holes. As he writhed in unwanted pleasure, Mathison inadvertently kicked Krauser in the crotch, but it did nothing to slow down his assailant. In fact, it just made the sergeant angry. As the pair neared their first orgasm, the devious sergeant unleashed a minor surge through his fingertips that tickled their tightened rings, and then he jammed each fist up an ass.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The two MPs began spasming wildly from the excruciating pain, but Krauser never stopped sucking them off. Eager to drain both shafts, the sergeant unleashed a powerful pulse right into their prostate glands that had both men convulsing violently as they filled his gullet with their spunk. He continued with their torturous rape until he had gathered enough of their semen for the embryos. Once he was ready to implant them, the sergeant brutally fucked each man until he made them his own while strangling and tentacle-fucking the waiting captives at the same time.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]When all three had undergone their transformation, Krauser ordered them to return to their barracks and recruit as many men as they could and have their offspring do the same. He wanted to build his army as fast as possible, so that when it was time to deal with his enemy, they would be easily overrun by his forces.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The conference room windows were beginning to fog over from the heat being generated in that space. General Wesker found himself on his back as Airman Harris drilled his superior with his curved eight-incher while Staff Sergeant Aiken throat-fucked the general with long, slow thrusts. Wesker had taken several loads from both men; careful to make sure each one came in a different orifice. His young alien was struggling to prepare two separate embryos during the energetic orgy, but Colonel Redfield was having no such difficulty.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Chris was currently sandwiched between Captain Johnson and Lieutenant Stone and loving every second of getting his ass double-fucked. Stone’s ten inch black dick was hitting all the right spots while Johnson’s thick 7-incher was stretching him wide open, so he was getting the best of both worlds from his teammates. As for T’lelox, the alien had no problem differentiating the two loads from each other. Its tendrils could detect the subtle genetic distinctions in every drop of semen, even when the loads were delivered at the exact same moment…which was something Chris was experiencing yet again.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“Your fellow servicemen are very adept at sex, Chris. They seem to have the ability to simply keep on breeding you,” T’lelox thought aloud.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Don’t I know it. I think those bio-electric pulses you keep delivering are enhancing their orgasms and increasing their sex-drive to new heights. I can’t wait until it’s my turn to have a go. I’m gonna make them squeal!” the colonel replied as he was repositioned yet again by the dynamic duo. That time, he was placed flat on his back while both Johnson and Stone slid up along either side to double-stuff him once more. As their cocks worked they way back inside, each man clamped down on a sweaty nipple and sucked on it long and hard.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]As Chris panted through another intense session, T’lelox kept communicating with him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I am concerned for our latest offspring. It is quite unusual to task one so young to with the responsibility of implanting two embryos almost simultaneously.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I tell you what. Once it’s our turn to fuck, I’ll let one of Wesker’s guys come over and fuck me while he deals with the other guy. Then as soon as he has delivered the first embryo, he can concentrate on his second recruit. Will that reduce the general’s stress?” the hero replied.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Yes, I believe that would be sufficient for him to be able to successfully implant each embryo. I would expect nothing less from a great leader.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“O-OK…w-whatever. Please tell me you’ll be ready to go once they cum again. Because I really need to cum…bad,” Chris thought.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I sense that. And yes. You can begin the next phase whenever you’re ready.”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The colonel allowed his teammates to continue fucking him hard, but as soon as they were done filling his bowels with more of their spunk, Chris got to work. He quickly rolled on top of Johnson and ordered Stone to straddle the captain’s face.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Lick his asshole while I suck his cock, Dave.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“You got it Chris,” the captain replied before his tongue became occupied with the new task.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“T’lelox, I need you to keep these guys totally buzzing from your pulses. I can’t release my tentacles without causing a complete panic,” the colonel reasoned.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Excellent logic. The one called Dave Johnson is ready to be taken,” his alien counterpart responded.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Chris could tell that Wesker was also ready to begin the next phase as well, so he decided it was time to give his offspring a breather. “Hey Richard, I want to feel you cock up my ass. Get over here and fuck me…hard.” [/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]With his sexual head-rush still in full effect, the staff sergeant crawled over to the colonel to comply with his order. As Aiken pushed his eight inch prick balls-deep, Chris forced his oversized meat into Johnson’s incredibly tight hole. The nearly 6’ tall, 26 year old captain had a great body and an even more amazing ass. Chris could hear faint moans of pain coming from the man, but as soon as he delivered every inch, the captain relaxed his body and let the colonel plow him deep. Aiken was doing his best to keep up with Chris’ pace; slamming into the colonel’s ass every time he slid out of Johnson’s. And Josh Stone was simply lost in his own erotic haze as the hero sucked his lengthy shaft tenderly while Johnson tongue-fucked him like a wild man.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]On the other side of the room, Wesker was preparing to fuck Boyd Harris. As he stared down at the 19 year old airman, he couldn’t help but see similarities between Harris and Chris, and that made the moment all that much more intense. The general’s alien embryo did not have the ability to produce tentacles yet, but it had consumed enough semen that it had the strength to generate powerful pulses that soothed Harris. Wesker leaned down and kissed the airman moments before working his 17” rod into the young, virgin hole. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]With barely an ounce of fat on his 5’-9” tall, 155 pound body, the general could see the young man’s stomach bulge every time he plunged deep. He was so tight, that Wesker was brought to the brink with almost every thrust, but he urged his alien to stave off his orgasm as long as possible. Harris was groping the general’s newly enlarged pecs and moaning softly with each impact. He was loving the intense connection being created with his commander and didn’t want it to end. But his tender hole was just too perfect for the general, and Wesker started to cum hard. He pumped so much spunk into the young man that he was momentarily worried that the airman’s gut would rupture. It did not, and the newly implanted embryo found a new home.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Chris heard Wesker’s orgasmic grunts and figured it was time to breed Johnson. He released Stone’s cock from his mouth, arching his back sharply and unleashed his own impressive torrent of cum into the captain. As he did so, Chris felt Aiken shoot a load up his ass before collapsing onto his back.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Nice work, staff sergeant, but the general is ready for you now. Best to not keep him waiting,” the hero pointed out.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]Seconds later, Chris’ hole was unoccupied and he was slipping his cock from Johnson’s trembling, changing body.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The colonel stepped up to the lieutenant and lifted the man into his arms. As Stone wrapped his legs around Chris’ waist, the hero walked over to the edge of the table and sat back; fingering the sloppy wet ass as he went. Josh Stone was a big man at 6’-1”, 205 pounds…except when he was wrapped in Chris’ arms. The colonel slowly lowered the lieutenant onto his semen-slick prick and let gravity take over. Stone started to grunt and writhe in pain, but Chris eased his discomfort by suckling on his big, perky nipples. With more bio-electric pulses surging through his body, Stone soon found himself resting on the hero’s lap; the huge monster completely engulfed by his ass.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Chris began with a slow, rhythmic grinding to ease his comrade into the session, but after only a few minutes, the muscle-bound stud was bouncing the lieutenant on his hips as if they were a trampoline. Stone’s head whipped back and forth from the body jarring drilling, but the only noise he made was a lustful grunt on each impact. Chris squeezed and kneaded the meaty globes as he pounded the sweet, dark hole, while Stone’s own rock-hard shaft throbbed against the colonel’s washboard abs. Both men had focused on the unbelievable feelings bombarding their shafts, and soon they were giving into those same sensations. Seconds before erupting inside Stone, the lieutenant began to convulse and shot another thick load that sprayed Chris’ chin and dripped down his chest. The hero cradled the quivering man in his arms for several more minutes before laying him on the table to undergo his own metamorphosis. As he watched with a sense of pride and conviction, Chris looked over to see the general create another soldier for their army.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Wesker had bent Aiken over the table and pounded the skinny staff sergeant like a fuck toy. He slammed into that 138 pound frame with such force that the table was being moved across the room. With every thrust, the general knew he was getting closer to transforming the 5’-8” tall marine into a true warrior, and that excited the man. At one point, he became so enthralled by the notion that he had pulled Aiken off of the table and was fucking him in the standing position…with the staff sergeant dangling in the air, impaled on his prick. The immense pressure pushing down on his shaft brought the general to orgasm, and as he started to shoot his wad, Wesker pulled Aiken back against his chest and hugged him tightly as load after load filled his bowels. Once the embryo started the transformation, Wesker pulled the marine off of his dick and laid him next to Harris, who had already begun to show significant changes.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]As Chris and Wesker watched the four men tremble through their metamorphosis, the colonel leaned over and said, “You know we have about an hour or so before it’s finished, and I haven’t had the pleasure of feeling your new cock up my ass. Do you have the energy to plow my hole until they’re done?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I most certainly do, sire. What position would you like me to fuck you in first?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]Chris didn’t say another word. He just walked over to the couch, sat down and pulled his legs to his chest. With his sire’s hole presented to him, the general knelt down at the edge of the sofa and rubbed his fat cockhead over Chris’ balls, perineum and asshole before plunging deep inside. Both he and the colonel sighed in unison before Wesker took charge and fucked his new leader with everything he had.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]When the hour was over, Chris had once again been fucked by the general on several different surfaces in that room, but was now ready to greet the newest members of their sect. Captain Dave Johnson was now 235 pounds of solid muscle and the proud owner of a 13”, very thick shaft. Staff Sergeant Aiken had bulked up to 195 lbs with a 14-incher swinging low. Airman Harris was a studly 210 pounds of young muscle with a curved fourteener in his pants. And Lieutenant Stone’s physique swelled to 260 lbs while a very commanding 16” dick hung below.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The colonel advised them all to eat as much pizza as they wanted because their new bodies needed a lot of fuel to sustain them. When the last slice was devoured, the newest offspring eyed their sire longingly, and Chris just smiled. Minutes later, the orgy was underway once again, but that time, the colonel was the main focus.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]An hour later…almost to the second, Barry Burton was knocking on Francis’ trailer door after cooling off in the pool. He was so eager to see if Ellis got anything off of the video camera’s hard drive that he didn’t change out of his Speedo first.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Aww…Jeezus, Barry! Put some clothes on before your come over here next time,” Francis groaned.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“No time. I had to know what your boy found on the camera.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Whoa,” Ellis muttered softly as he got a clear view of the hefty meat trapped in the tight swimsuit. After slyly licking his lips and soaking in the impressive view for a few more seconds he finally spoke up, “Great timing, Big Bear! I’ve got the hard drive out and hooked up to my computer. The hard drive was full and it’s only one video file. I was just about to start watching it when you knocked.”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Barry and Ellis sat down at the table and stared at the monitor, but Francis just grumbled and went back to watching the ballgame on TV. At first, all they saw were shadowy images, but they heard lots of moaning and groaning, and it went on for hours.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Well, shit! It’s just somebody’s home sex tape!” Barry griped.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“If it is, then it’s a long one,” Ellis reminded him. “Let’s fast-forward through it to see if anything else shows up.”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]About ten minutes later they could see the camera was moving around and getting closer to the object it was filming. Initially, the men thought they had been watching a snuff film because it looked like the man in the video was now dead. But then, just as the subject sat up, the camera was obviously dropped and rolled onto its side. The audio became garbled by the impact, but it night-vision mode had cleared up and gave both Barry and Ellis a decent view of the two men on the screen. They continued watching and were shocked to see the men start having sex. Barry was outwardly disgusted and Ellis played along; having to cover his lap to hide the growing hard-on.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Barry had Ellis fast-forward through most of the sex but had him stop and rewind when he saw something strange on the screen. The playback had caught the tentacles growing out of Chris and subduing Steve. They watched as the muscle-bound stud forced himself onto the smaller man and then were shocked when the younger man started to transform right before their eyes. Ellis paused the video and transferred the feed to the TV; interrupting Francis’ game.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“What the fuck, boy?!?” he growled.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Step-pa…you gotta see this!” Ellis insisted.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]When he hit play again, all three men watched in horror and disbelief at the sight of the attack and mutation, but both Francis and Ellis were also getting aroused.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I knew it!! I knew I saw a UFO that day! They must be planning on taking over our bodies or turning us into slaves or something. Oh, this is huge!! We have to warn everybody! We’re under attack!” Barry rambled on.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Calm down, Barry! Maybe it’s just some lost footage of a new horror movie,” Francis argued; gesturing to Ellis to replay that scene again…and again…and again.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“They don’t create gay porn horror movies, you idiot! This is real! I need to make sure this video is seen by the world,” the park ranger decided.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Great idea there Barry. I’m sure Action News Anchor, Frank West, will be super eager to show gay porn on his broadcast,” the burly biker joked.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“YES!! That’s exactly who would run with this story! Great idea, Francis. Ellis I need you to make me a copy so I can get this to Mr. West.”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Twenty minutes later, Barry Burton was rushing from one trailer to another so he could change and get to the TV station. He had a world to save. Francis and Ellis, on the other hand, decided it was time to “work out” some more. With the sexual soundtrack playing in the background, the stepfather slipped inside his stepson and fucked him long and hard. As they enjoyed their energetic coupling, Ellis had let one very important detail slip his mind about the hard drive. It had no fan to cool the device. Two hours into their fuck session, the video’s soundtrack abruptly stopped and the faint scent of burnt electronics filled the air.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Oh no!! I fried the hard drive!!” Ellis exclaimed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“It’s ok, son. Barry’s got it on DVD now, so get back to sucking me off.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]It only took the impact of the sloppy wet cock on his lips to shake him from his despair, and he was back to deep-throating his step-daddy. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]When Barry arrived at Channel 34’s TV station, he became extremely nervous about presenting his evidence. He felt overwhelming pressure to make sure he could save mankind from the invasion. He knew he couldn’t just walk up to Frank West and tell him what was on the DVD. He had to have it ready to go, so all he would have to do was push play and let the video speak for itself. He looked for a way to sneak into the station, but security was tight. Apparently there were a lot of bat-shit crazy people trying to pitch the latest story to anyone at the station. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]As Barry tested one of the back doors, he was surprised it opened, but that was only because an employee was headed out for a smoke break. The park ranger was panic-stricken at being caught trying to break in, that was until the employee called him by name.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Ranger Burton? What are you doing here, man? Oh, don’t tell me you now deliver your weed too? That would be soooooo sweet, dude. Who’s buying it at the station, man? Oh, don’t worry, I won’t tell.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Uh…Um…sorry, buddy. Can’t say. Promised to be very hush-hush about it. You understand, right? So, you gonna let me in or what?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Yeah, yeah. Go on man. I’ll catch you next week. I’ve got some babes coming over and your shit always causes their panties to drop. You know what I’m saying, dude?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Oh yeah. Next week it is…I’ll even throw in some extra just for helping me out.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Sweeeeeet!”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Once the door closed, the park ranger hunted down Mr. West’s office and was surprised to find most people didn’t give him a second look as he moved down the corridors. Everyone else seemed to be in a hurry and was totally preoccupied. When he finally found the office, he was actually relieved that no one was inside. He quickly sat down at the desk, inserted the DVD and advanced the video to the proper frame, and then he waited, and waited, and waited. Apparently, Frank West was a bit of a ladies’ man and he frequently got blown in the back room by anyone interested in his cock.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]When he finally showed up, the news anchor was shocked to see someone in his seat.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Who the fuck are you?” he asked with attitude.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I have a video you need to see, Mr. West.” Barry muttered.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“What video? Is it of the one of the two grannies kicking the shit out of each other at the old folks home or the one where the cop gets tazed in the nuts by that skate-punk? I really don’t care which one. Both suck and are so beneath my talents. I’ve covered wars, you know?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“No, it’s not either one of those, Mr. West. It’s something that was just delivered…for your eyes only.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Finally! The network honchos are sending me the top-notch shit now. Ok, what do we have here?”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]While Frank West watched the scene unfold, the celebrity-wannabe’s reactions ranged from disgust to shock to fear and then to jubilation.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Do you know what this is?!? This is my mother fuckin’ Emmy all wrapped up like a Christmas present!! Network news, here I come!!”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“So you’re going to run with this story then?” the park ranger asked, slightly confused.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Alien Invasions and body-snatching?? Fuck yeah, I’m running with this!! Now get out of here, whoever you are. Frank West needs to get ready for his moment.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“But…but I was the one who found the video. I want to be interviewed,” Barry whined.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Yeah, ok. Whatever. Here’s an autographed picture of me instead,” Frank replied as he shoved Barry out the door. The park ranger could hear the news anchor calling down to the editing room and ordering someone to come up to his office as he slammed the door in his face.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Steve Burnside was scanning all the various reports that had been submitted to the small news station he worked for. He was looking to see if there was any mention of a recent UFO sighting that might give him a clue if the enemy had arrived…and if so, where. As he did that, he ignored all the stares from his fellow employees, mainly because he hadn’t worked through a cover story for his noticeably enhanced build. After filtering through some emails, he decided to start reviewing some video files, and that’s when he got a sickening feeling in his gut. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Oh FUCK!!! My video camera!! It’s still in the cave!” he thought to himself before jumping up and rushing out the door.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]Thirty minutes later and Steve was scouring the cave for his camera, but it was long gone. He dreaded having to tell his sire that he might be the one to expose their very existence. As he started up his car, the radio kicked on to a promo for Channel 34 Action News’ top story. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]“Are there aliens living among us? Tune in tonight when Action News Anchor, Frank West reveals the starling truth and the disturbing video that shows what they might have planned for us.” [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Now in a total panic, Steve slammed his foot down on the accelerator and sped out of the park. He had to stop the story from being aired.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Leon Kennedy had also heard the radio promo and headed for San Diego. He now had a place to start looking for the enemy, and once he found them, he planned on doing his maker proud by eliminating the D’rozoac leader all on his own.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Steve arrived at the news station and rushed for the main entry, but was quickly stopped by the security guard. Unable to produce the necessary credentials to gain access, the young reporter tapped into his alien side. With a subtle caress on the guard’s arm, Steve used his bio-electric pulses to sexually stimulate the man. He then flirted with him; groping the swelling bulge playfully. Within minutes, the reporter had the guard so turned on that he was able to talk his way past…with the promise of hot, sweaty sex later that night.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The reporter raced through the building until nearly blindsiding Frank West in the corridor.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Oh! Mr. West! I need to speak with you about tonight’s story.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Forget it, kid. I’m running with it as is. I don’t care if the censors shit a brick over its pseudo-pornographic material. This one’s earning me my shot at network news.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Um…right. It’s not that, Mr. West. I…ahhh…I just received word that the video is a fake. It’s a hoax created by your rivals to sink your career.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Nice try. But the video editing guy proved its authenticity already. Now get the fuck out of here before I have security drag your ass out!”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]As Frank West pushed past the now-muscular reporter, Steve did the only other thing he could think of. He grabbed Frank by the arm and shoved him into an empty office. Before he could utter a single word in protest, the 41 year old news anchor had the stranger’s tongue in his mouth…and it felt all tingly and nice. Steve ripped Frank’s shirt open and fondled his meaty pecs and furry belly; letting his fingers further stimulate his libido. At 6’ tall and 220 pounds, the news anchor was in decent shape, with a slight gut growing on him since his promotion to the anchor chair. Steve quickly knelt down, yanked Frank’s pants to his ankles and swallowed the hardening, thick six inch prick to the hilt. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Steve sucked on that cock like a man possessed. He had less than two hours before the video was scheduled to air and this was his first time recruiting someone. When the first load splashed the back of his throat, the young reporter silently sighed with relief. He now at least felt like his last-minute plan had a chance to succeed. Sliding his middle finger up Frank’s ass to tease the prostate while he sucked him off some more, Steve was quickly rewarded with another dose of spunk, and he used the same technique for the final two loads.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Recovering from his latest orgasm, Frank West finally recognized his fellator. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Hey! I know who you are. You the guy on the vid…”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]But before he could finish his sentence, Steve spit out his prick, stood up, spun Frank around and bent him over the desk. As he rammed his fourteen inch member past the clenched ring, the news anchor let out a loud groan of approval. Apparently the confirmed ladies’ man loved some serious ass-play; having taken some rather large dildos up his butt over the years. Steve fucked that hairy hole like a madman, eager to fill those bowels with his seed, and Frank did his best to get him off. The reputable news anchor ground his ass hard against his fucker’s hips; clenching his ass-cheeks around the invading shaft.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]When he finally delivered the embryo-filled load, the young reporter didn’t even slow down. Steve just kept on drilling that hairy ass; working on the next orgasm to help nourish the newest recruit. He had to make sure the ‘new’ Frank West was in a position to help stop the release of that video clip. Steve shuddered sporadically as the beefy butt transformed around his pistoning cock. It was amazing to fuck a body undergoing the metamorphosis. The recruit’s convulsions and spasms amplified the sensations surging through the sire’s shaft.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]With less than thirty minutes before going live, Frank West stirred from his stupor eager to serve his sire. Steve directed the now 275 pound muscle stud to locate and destroy the video. As Frank struggled to his feet, he searched for something to wear. His clothes were now much too small for his improved body. Steve raced down the hall to the dressing room and snagged the largest robe he could find, also grabbing a tray of food from the craft service table before returning to his offspring. The young sire then followed his progeny to the editing room and got there just as an employee was leaving to deliver the footage to the production control room. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Frank grabbed the tape and said, “I’ll dispose of this and find something else to air in its place.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Great! And I’ll deal with him to make sure he doesn’t reveal our secret,” Steve replied; pushing the video editor back through the door to recruit him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]The bulked-up news anchor found a perfect substitute for the video and had it delivered to the control room. He then proceeded to the dressing room to get ready to deliver the news while his sire enjoyed a more leisurely recruiting session in the editing room. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Barry, Francis and Ellis sat down to watch history in the making. The park ranger was so proud of himself for finding the video camera and getting its contents aired on TV. He was sure he would get his recognition for his service to humanity once the aliens were eradicated. But once he saw Frank West on TV, with his co-anchors looking at him in stunned silence while he talked seriously about giant jellyfish invading the coast and how the invasive ‘alien’ species could wreak havoc on the local economy while also inflicting harm on swimmers, Barry cried out, “NOOOOOOO!!!! The aliens got to him too!!! I just saw him and he wasn’t that big!! GAWDDAMN THEM!!!” [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]After pacing around the trailer for a few minutes grumbling to himself, Barry looked at Ellis and said calmly, “At least we still have that hard drive.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]Ellis shot a quick glance at Francis before looking back at Barry and replying, “Ah…well, Big Bear…you see…the hard drive was damaged before…and, um…well…it burnt up.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“WHAT?!? NO!! NO!! NO!! This can’t be happening! There’s an alien invasion happening and now we ain’t got no proof!! DAMMIT!!!”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“I’m so sorry, Barry,” Ellis added.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“It’s ok, son. I know it’s not your fault,” the park ranger reassured. “I guess there is only one thing left to do. Since we know what some of them look like, we’ll just have to stop those fuckin’ alien bastards ourselves!”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Coming up through a manhole in a dark alley, the reptilian mutant was in search of someone to breed. Its balls had swelled to the size of cantaloupes and its cock was a throbbing 26” weapon, loaded and ready to fire. It sniffed the air, trying to focus in on a particular scent, and as it turned the corner moving further into the alley, the mutant locked in on someone.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Staring through a partially covered window, a masked man was slowly stroking his prick while watching a couple have sex. Wearing only a trench coat, the man tweaked his nipples and bit his lower lip as he got close to cumming. He always tried to time his orgasm with the guy he was spying on. As he watched the firm, round ass bounce faster and faster; hearing his quarry grunting louder and louder, the peeping tom jerked his rod harder. And then as if hardwired to each other, both the stud and the perv came at the same time.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]As he coated the wall and window with his spunk, the masked man just leaned back and watched as it trickled down towards the ground. As his ecstatic wave passed, the perv started to button up his coat when he heard something hiss behind him. When he turned around, the peeping tom shrieked in terror as the nearly 8’ tall monster grabbed him by the face and dragged him into an abandoned space on the other side of the alley. The couple in the apartment rushed to the window to see what was happening, but only found freshly spewed cum dripping down the glass.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The reptilian freak held the masked man up by his head and shredded the coat from his body. It licked his still leaking cock of its excess seed before easily swallowing the eight inch prick. Untrained in the proper art of cocksucking, the mutant’s teeth scraped the hardening shaft which caused the victim to squirm and cry out in pain. As it continued to ruin the pervert’s dick, the creature whipped its tail around and speared the man’s defenseless ass; cramming ten inches of the malleable appendage inside. As it tail-fucked its prey while instinctively releasing bio-electric energy into his body, the lizard-like assailant was rewarded with its first taste of hot, salty semen.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]The flavorful spunk drove the monster into a frenzy. It released the spent and bloodied cock from its mouth and slammed the man face-down on the ground. With the luscious ass exposed and vacant, the creature rammed every last inch of its colossal cock inside. The incredible length of its member was too much for the pervert to take as it tore through internal organs, crushing his heart. He died mere seconds after the monster buried its rod to the hilt. At eight inches wide at the base, if the length hadn’t killed him, the girth of that cock would have most assuredly crippled him for life.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Oblivious to its prey’s condition, the reptilian monster kept on fucking the corpse, lost in the sensations of such a tight, warm hole. When it finally unleashed its torrent of slimy semen into the body, the creature watched as if expecting something to happen. The mutated alien embryo’s instinct was to expect a metamorphosis to take place, but that wasn’t possible in a corpse. After sitting there, nudging the dead body for nearly twenty minutes, the creature sensed nothing was going to happen. At that moment, the alien influence gave way to the animalistic response to an easy meal. Seconds later, the mutant was feasting on its prey’s flesh; fueling its body for the next breeding opportunity.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]About that same time, just a few blocks away, Chris and his team arrived back at the hotel. As the colonel looked at the five men, all dressed in t-shirts and sweat pants, he just smiled like a proud papa. Chris was worn out from the incredibly intense orgy he just experienced and was ready for a long, hot shower, a big dinner and a soft bed. He had fucked and been fucked by all five men; being double-penetrated on several occasions. He had throated every inch of every cock and swallowed multiple loads while also providing each of his offspring with his own seed several times. But the piece de resistance was when the hero was triple-fucked by Wesker, Johnson and Harris while sucking on both Aiken’s and Stone’s big dicks. Even T’lelox worried that his host would be split in two during that round. [/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]As they entered the lobby, he ordered his offspring to rest up so as to be ready for a busy day of recruiting the next morning, and soon they all headed to their rooms. A couple of hours later, Richard Aiken was tossing and turning in his bed. The formerly lanky staff sergeant now had an incredible body and big dick, and all he could think about was showing it off to admiring eyes because that was something he had never experienced before. So rationalizing that he was simply getting a head start on the colonel’s orders to recruit, Aiken slipped back into the tight t-shirt and sweat pants and went for a stroll.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Having found a gay bar only a block away, the staff sergeant entered a waited for the wandering eyes to focus in on his physique. It didn’t take long before guys were coming up to him and asking about his hot body. Several drinks later, Aiken had decided to let one guy in particular get very familiar with all of his muscles. Slipping out the door and into the alley across the street, the staff sergeant started to undress when he heard a loud crack behind him. As he spun around, he was stunned by what he saw.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Leon Kennedy was standing just a foot away, wiping the blood of the now-dead stranger off of his hands.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Imagine my surprise to see my enemy strolling across the street right in front of me. It’s as if the universe was on my side. Now…you’re going to tell me where to find the D’rozoac Prime, and in return I will grant you a quick death,” the marine major said in a psychotically calm manner.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“Fuck you, asshole!” the staff sergeant growled; taking a combat-ready stance.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=gray]“That was not the answer I wanted,” Kennedy replied coolly. “Let’s try this again.”[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Before he knew what hit him, his attacker had a firm hold of Aiken’s nutsack and had released a massive bio-electric pulse into his groin.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Chris too had been unable to fall asleep, but it wasn’t from a need to cum or fuck. He was just out of sorts for some reason. He decided that a stroll in the cool night air might help, so he threw on some shorts and a tank top and headed out. Taking a walk in the opposite direction that the staff sergeant went, the colonel found himself at a small, tree-filled park. As the light breeze drifted through the leaves, the hero meandered slowly; trying to ease his mind and relax. But his very presence was pushing another into a frenzied state.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]Hearing the sounds of twigs breaking behind him, Chris Redfield turned around to see the reptilian mutant lunging for him.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=gray]To be continued…[/COLOR]

[Strmchaserboi]

OMG, I have been waiting for so long for a second part and finally patience pays off and i have been rewarded. And i love this story, can't wait for the 3rd part.

[Terrylee Long]

What a great story. I sure hope nothing happens to Chris except he gets a whole lot bigger. If you do not get alot of replies do not feel bad as it is the times we live in. I was not able to get big due to health problems. I like BIG Muscular guys. All I can do now is dream about being that Big. Please keep writing so I have material to dream about. Thanks alot

[baldwolf]

In case anyone wants them, I have uploaded the chapters to MediaFire in PDF format:

Here is a link to the first chapter:
[COLOR=silver]http://www.mediafire.com/?a56cqtpvqb52pp5[/COLOR]

Here is a link to the second chapter:
[COLOR=silver]http://www.mediafire.com/?4vzl55vofc5cofw[/COLOR]


....and Jpeg format can be found on my tumblr page:
[COLOR=silver]http://baldwolftales.tumblr.com/[/COLOR]

[Strmchaserboi]

Any update to this one? Really love this story!

[nnnrg]

Since Baldwolf puts them on his tumblr page, that's probably the quickest place to find out.

[baldwolf]

Working on Chapter 3 now. Sorry, I know it's been a while, but I broke my arm a while back and it threw off my writing schedule a lot. Really trying to get it done by the end of this month. Fingers crossed.

[nnnrg]

That sucks. Hope you're recovering ok.

My very first training partner broke his arm in three places, in a motorcycle accident. Had two plates in it. When we started training together he was there to get mobility back. They had told him he'd never have full use of it.

He ended up putting on so much muscle that they had to go in and remove the screws holding the plates because they were impinging on the tendons. His mobility also increased over what it was before he started lifting.

Wish I could find him again.

[baldwolf]

I broke both bones in the right forearm mountain biking, and they're held together with plates and screws...and the cast is freakin' huge!! Makes typing a real chore...but pervy thoughts are demanding to be put on paper.
I think I have about a month left before the cast comes off, and I can't wait. Rehabbing the arm should be loads of fun too.

[baldwolf]

[COLOR=silver]So after rewriting this chapter...twice, it is finally ready to post. It got too dark and gory (thanks to a crappy holiday season) so I felt it needed to be lightened up a lot. Hope you enjoy it. And hopefully it won't take so damn long before chapter 4 appears.[/COLOR]



[COLOR=silver]Dissemination (Metamorphose - Chapter 3) by Baldwolf[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]** This is an Alternate Universe fan-fiction utilizing some of the characters from Resident Evil, Left 4 Dead and Dead Rising 2, minus the undead. Enjoy.[/COLOR]


[COLOR=silver]Colonel Chris Redfield dove to the ground, barely escaping the desperate arms of the reptilian mutant that was extremely eager to fuck him. As the beast landed in the dirt, it quickly spun around a lunged at the hero again. Chris only had time to roll over before seeing the monster barreling down on him. He caught the mutant at the hips, mid-air, with his feet and flipped it over his head and then jumped up into a fighting stance. But as he turned to face his attacker, the Reptilian was already upon him again; grabbing him by his muscular shoulders and slamming him back into a tree. It lifted him into the air with ease, trying to position its gargantuan cock for a backdoor breach. But once again, Chris positioned his feet on its hips trying to keep the huge shaft at bay.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Jeezus, T'lelox!!! Is this a M'xcoatl?!?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"It is an alien hybrid, but I cannot say from which sect. Hold it still while I try to determine the answer."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Sure. Why not. It's not like it's trying to rape me with a tree-trunk dick! Oh wait...IT IS!!!" Chris fired back; fully concerned by the sensation of the huge cockhead rubbing at his asshole through his shorts.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Just then, the Reptilian's tail slid up his thigh, underneath his shorts and t-shirt, and tore them both clean off his body. The hero was now naked and on the verge of being impaled.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]T'lelox could sense Chris' panicked state and quickly slithered one of its tendrils through his fingertip and into the fierce attacker. It soon found one of the Reptilian's tendril and made a connection. Within seconds, T'lelox learned of the beast's unorthodox birth and the reason for its desperate longing.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Chris...meet your latest offspring."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"BULLSHIT!!! I am not Godzilla's baby-daddy! I never fucked a lizard!"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"No, but you did discard several potent loads down the shower drain. Your sewers are teeming with other life forms. Your seed apparently found a way to survive, and now it wants to feel the loving embrace of its sire."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]No sooner did T'lelox finish explaining all to Chris, then the hero let out a gut-wrenching cry. "EEEEEAAAARRRRGH!!! Get it out!! Get it out of me now!!!" Chris hollered as fifteen inches of the monster's thick tail disappeared up his ass.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You need to allow it to fuck you. That is the only way to pacify it. All of your other offspring have experienced a melding with their sire during and after their metamorphosis. This one has yet to feel your loving embrace. Give in to it and calm its tortured soul," T'lelox counseled.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"It will split me in two!! There's no fuckin' way its shaft will fit!" Chris worried.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I can manipulate your body and internal organs to allow for such girth to enter you and not do permanent damage...but it will push the limits of what you can take. I am not sure you have another option. This offspring is quite powerful."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Tell it to pull its tail out first!! I'm not getting double-fucked by it."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Of course. But once it complies, it will assume your consent. Ready yourself," the alien cautioned. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]T'lelox used its tendril to communicate with the frazzled mind of the Reptilian, and the basic message was received. Soon Chris' hole was vacated by the flickering appendage, only to feel the nightmarish rod eager to plunge deep. The hero locked eyes with his lascivious offspring and shot it a nervous smile. He then slowly slid his feet from its hips and offered up his muscled ass for the taking. Without further delay, the beast thrust its hips upward and speared its maker with every last inch of its 26" scaly prick...and Chris let out another blood-curdling scream so loud that it caused nearby animals to scurry for safety.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=silver]A few blocks away, another primal scream filled the air, but this one was not from consensual contact. Staff Sergeant Richard Aiken was desperately trying to fend of Major Leon Kennedy's attack, but was failing badly. The M'xcoatl assailant had blasted the airman's nutsack with several bio-electric charges which had the newly-muscled man quivering on the ground in excruciating pain.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Now are you in the mood to reveal the identity of your sire, D'rozoac scum?" Kennedy inquired.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"NEVER!" Aiken hissed defiantly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Are you sure about that? This is your last chance to die quickly," the major teased.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Go fuck yourself!"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"While technically possible, I think I'd rather fuck you." Kennedy replied coldly. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]With that, the major yanked the staff sergeant's pants down and rolled him onto his stomach.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Your alien counterpart should be warning you right about now about the dangers of being bred by the enemy...not that there is anything you can do about. I hope your throat isn't too raw from screaming because you're about to do some more of it."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]As the alien educated his host on the painful side-effects from cross-sect insemination, Richard Aiken was crying out in agony as the major's fifteen inch dick jack-hammered his hole. The marine plowed his adversary with utter brutality. His only goal was to decimate the firm, smooth ass before killing the man. Aiken's alien tried urgently to fend off the invading shaft, using its tendrils to impede each thrust, but the earlier bio-electric assault left both human and N'dariax weakened and nearly defenseless. To make matters worse, Kennedy's alien was using it's tendrils to pierce Aiken from both inside and out, as he drilled his captive harder and harder. But he wasn't trying to kill the airman, at least not yet. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Only ten minutes later, "Oh shit! Your ass is too tight! I'm about to blow!! Oh damn...I can't wait to see what this does to you!! FUCK!!!! Here it COMES!!!!!" the major shouted moments before filling the staff sergeant's bowels with his vile spunk.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Barely a second after, Aiken was screaming and convulsing violently as the warm, gooey cum reacted like acid in his guts. His mind overloaded from the searing pain; leaving him drooling and shaking in a heap under his attacker.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Hells yeah!! Your ass clenched up good and tight on my cock during your spaz attack. Kept me nice and hard. Can't wait to see what round two does to you."[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=silver]Back in the park, the colonel was focusing all his strength to keep his body from being torn in two. The Reptilian was lost in a sexual frenzy that had it power thrusting its gargantuan prick up into its sire's warm, tight hole. As it bear-hugged Chris' head into its massive pecs, its tail began whipping the bouncing ass in unison with each thrust. The hero groped at the insanely wide back trying to find something to hold on to as he bounced wildly up and down on the rigid 8" thick rod, but instead all he seemed to be doing was caressing his attacker, which only served to spur it on to an even more aggressive pace.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The Reptilian dropped to the ground with Chris underneath its powerful form and used one hand to pin both of Chris' wrists above his head while its other pressed down on the colonel's chest. As it maintained its dominant positioning over its sire, the offspring resumed its relentless power-fucking; hissing with exuberance at the union. As it watched its maker's hot mouth uttering seductive moans, the creature thought the orifice should be put to better use. Barely registering the new sensation at first, Chris was startled to discover the Reptilian's tail slowly gliding down his throat before it began a slow and steady face-fuck with nearly a dozen inches of the scaly appendage stuffing his gullet. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"J-Jeezus, T'lelox! H-How much longer isssss th-th-this thing going to ffffu-uck me?!?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I am not certain. I have tried to coax an early orgasm from him, but it appears that your newest offspring has impressive stamina. Take comfort in knowing that your internal organs are in no danger. I suggest you simply allow yourself to experience the full spectrum of pleasure this pairing can bring."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"E-Easier sssaid th-than d-d-done!!"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Chris could feel the behemoth cock filling his guts with its girth as his ass-ring quivered non-stop from the relentless barrage. He couldn't believe the strength of the creature, whether it was the trusts or its grip over his body. The colonel knew who was in control...and it wasn't him. Just then, the Reptilian pushed up off of Chris and spun him over...while still impaled on its dick. Positioning its sire on all fours, the creature took a firm hold of his hips and began power-slamming the hero doggy-style. With its tail out of his mouth, the colonel began crying out in agonizing ecstasy once again, but his vocalizations would be short-lived. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The Reptilian's tail slithered around his chest, coiled around his neck before forcing the end of the appendage back down his throat. Unbeknownst to its sire, the creature was nearing its orgasm, and it wanted its first one with its master to be special. As its ball-sack tightened, so did its tail around Chris' body. The hero felt the constrictive force of the appendage on his chest and neck, making it impossible to breath. As the thrust became more pronounced and devastating, Chris found himself losing consciousness. T'lelox tried in vain to convince the Reptilian to ease up, but the creature felt it needed to prove itself to its sire by showing him how powerful it was. Just as he was about to pass out, the creature released its hold on Chris' hips, chest and neck and unleashed a torrent of cum that bloated the colonel's belly in mere seconds. Spasm after spasm rippled through the beast, with its shockwave barreling through its master. Once spent, the Reptilian collapsed on top of Chris, pinning him to the ground, allowing the creature to cuddle with its maker. And for the first time since meeting, Chris was not concerned for his life.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Back in the alley, Major Kennedy had repositioned his captive for another round of brutal fucking. With the staff sergeant's ankles on his shoulder and holding him against the wall by his throat, the marine began to mercilessly drill the muscle-bound stud for a second time.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Truth be told, I don't need for you to tell me who your sire is. We can simply extract that information from your S'mbioc. My S'mbioc has discovered that sex is quite enjoyable...especially when there is an element of pain associated with it. So we're just going to fuck you to death, but not before learning the identity of your Prime," the major teased as he ramped up his pounding.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]As his attacker grunted and groaned with perversity, Aiken struggled lamely to fend off the assault. He was surprisingly weak for one so muscular, but that was due to the insidious seed permeating his bowels. The first dosage weakened his alien, which in turn weakened him too. He was informed by his alien counterpart that a second dose will paralyze them both, and a third dose would dissolve the S'mbioc along with its host's neural network; effectively killing him. The staff sergeant was desperate to find a way to stop the marine, but his adversary was just too powerful. He soon found himself pressed face-first into the wall as Kennedy fucked him from behind, still savagely choking the airman.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Uh-oh...your sweet, sweaty ass has me nearing another cum-dump! Your almost out of time, stud. What will you do? Do you think you can get away? Do you think someone might come and save you before it's too late? "Kennedy taunted. "N-N-NooOOOOoope!!!" he answered sarcastically as he pumped a second huge load into Aiken's decimated hole.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]As he quivered through the satisfying orgasm, the major pressed his body against the spasming staff sergeant; enjoying the sensation of his victim's physical agony on his pulsing prick.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You're just minutes away from death now...and there is nothing you can do to stop it. I think I'll fuck you slow for the last one just to make you suffer a bit longer. What do you say to that? Oh...that's right. You can't say or do anything now. You're actually the perfect piece of ass now." Major Kennedy whispered sadistically.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Stepping away from the staff sergeant, the marine chuckled as his captive's body dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes. Rolling the airman onto his back, the major grabbed his ankles and pressed them to the ground on either side of Aiken's head. Then with maliciously slow movements, Kennedy eased his deadly dick into the doomed man's ass. Working his hips back and forth, the major sensuously fucked his captive, soaking in the knowledge that he was literally about to fuck someone into the grave. It was a potent aphrodisiac and one he wanted to savor for a while. He concentrated on the feeling of the warm, wet hole encasing his cock and how its velvety walls gently caressed his bulbous cockhead. Even paralyzed, the taut ring still provided a snug grip on his shaft and it sent shivers up his spine. But the thing that brought him the most pleasure was the look of pure terror plastered on the staff sergeant's face. It made him feel powerful and unstoppable. He reveled in his victory for several long minutes, even taking time to fondle the ample pecs and tease the helpless nipples. For all intents and purposes, he was that man's god...and he had finally decided it was time for him to die. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]As his body was being ravaged by his enemy, the staff sergeant and his alien agreed on a final course of action. It was understood that once totally merged, the death of one of them meant the death of the other. Aiken knew his S'mbioc couldn't keep Chris' identity secret for much longer and ordered it to make the ultimate sacrifice.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"But it will kill you too," it said.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I know. But we must do this in order to protect the others," Aiken replied. "Now do it!"[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Though the second dose of Kennedy's cum had paralyzed his captive and his S'mbioc, it did not completely immobilize the alien. The tip of its tendril that had been positioned in the base of the staff sergeant's brain stem was filled with an enzyme that, if released, would scramble the S'mbioc's mind but would also liquefy its host's brain. Basically an evolutionary fail-safe that developed within the species due to centuries of conflict and ruthless interrogations. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Sensing the enemy S'mbioc digging ever closer to its brain, Aiken's alien simply twitched the tip of the tendril, causing it to split open, allowing the enzyme to trickle out. Its effects were immediate, and the D'rozoac's secrets were safe for another day. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Unaware of what had just transpired, Major Kennedy leaned down until his lips were millimeters away from Aiken's ear and whispered, "Enjoy Hell, D'rozoac scum," before grinding his prick balls-deep and erupting one final time into the staff sergeant's ass. Hugging his adversary close, the marine kept his cock stuffed to the hilt as he watched the life fade from the airman's eyes. The whole time he raped his captive, the marine was certain his S'mbioc would successfully penetrate the paralyzed alien's mind and retrieve the intel.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"We have failed," the S'mbioc said coldly. "The D'rozoac thwarted my inquiry."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I guess we'll just have to interrogate another one then," the marine said with perverse anticipation. "But next time..get the goddamn intel!"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Chris felt his scaly offspring slowly roll off of him, and he mistakenly thought the encounter was over. When he got up, he was surprised to see the Reptilian on all fours and its tail held high in the air. Its puckered hole was being presented to its sire, and the creature wiggled its ass seductively.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"It wants you to mate with it now," T'lelox pointed out.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Really?? I had no idea that's what it was after," Chris replied sarcastically.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"No need to be condescending. I am simply calling attention to the fact that the bonding ritual is not yet complete. You must either breed it...or kill it. You are its sire and as such have authority over its existence. Should you choose not to fuck it, you must kill it or it will go insane and run rampant throughout the city and cause a great deal of harm and damage. By bonding with it, you are accepting it as one of your own and it will gladly do your bidding. What is your decision?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Seriously?!? Fuck or kill?? Those are my only two choices?.............Shit!!.........Well, since I'm not even sure I can kill this thing, I might as well have it as one of my soldiers. Maybe it would make for a good wetworks operative," Chris reasoned.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Excellent thinking. It would surely strike down any M'xcoatl soldier with ease. Take it now and finalize the bond," the alien directed.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The colonel didn't respond. He had no words for what he was about to do. A large, mutated, half-man half-lizard ass was staring him in the face, and he was about to plunge his 18" prick inside it.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"The things I must do to ensure the safety of the planet," he muttered to himself as he pressed his dripping cockhead against the scaly ring. It took a bit more effort than he was expecting but he eventually breached the perimeter. As his length glided deeper, the Reptilian gave out a loud hiss and slammed its ass back against its sire's hips. It was eager for the colonel's seed.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Taking his cue from the mutant, Chris hugged the powerful tail to his chest and delivered the hardest fuck possible. He was sure the echo of each impact traveled for blocks, but the accommodating ass massaging his tool made certain he didn't care. The Reptilian was also giving in to the surging lust and coiled its massive tail around the colonel's neck before draping it down his back and stuffing 15" of the tip up Chris' flexing ass. The sensations of the convulsing hole, the constricting tail and the thrusting tip drove its sire into a true sexual frenzy. Chris lost himself in the moment and unleashed his true essence.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]With numerous tentacles rising forth from his muscular back, the S'mbioc Prime showed its offspring who the truly dominant top was. Some appendages ensnared the Reptilian's sizable arms and thick neck while others took hold of the throbbing shaft and hefty nutsack. The final tentacles whipped the huge pecs and wide back relentlessly until the erotic abuse brought the behemoth to orgasm again and again. All the while, Chris withheld his seed from the beast. It was not out of anger or punishment, but rather the hero being a perverse tease. He also knew he had to make certain that particular offspring knew the pecking order or there could be serious consequences.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]After several hours had rolled by and a huge cum puddle was created beneath the beast, the colonel finally relinquished his treasured spunk. His loud grunts of ecstasy were matched by the Reptilian's groans of rapturous pleasure. It had fully bonded with its sire, making it a true member of the sect, and it wanted to show its appreciation. It used its huge tail to caress Chris' sweaty body as it continuously ground its battered butt against its master's hips; showing the colonel its willingness towards subservience.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Even though the encounter had been raging for hours, Chris found himself still incredibly horny. When the Reptilian finally slid off his prick and rolled onto its back, the colonel mounted its monstrous rod and impaled himself on every last inch as his tentacles held the creature's arms tight. He then rode the beast like a man possessed; his equally impressive prick bouncing wildly against the scaly pecs, until he was brought to several more orgasms. He unloaded each batch all over the Reptilian's chest and face, forcing the creature to use its lengthy tongue to lap up the prize. The colonel's bowels were also filled with several more loads that squirted out of his hole with each bounce.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Later, as the morning sun rose into the sky, Chris directed T'lelox to give the creature its new orders. After acknowledging that it understood them, the Reptilian got up and stealthfully made its way to the closest underground tunnel to begin its search for the enemy. The colonel also gave it the command to not try to breed anyone, but it could use its lethal cock on the M'xcoatl at any time. If it needed to mate, the creature was only permitted to do so with its sire. Chris didn't even want to risk it injuring members of his own sect.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]After the creature was gone, Chris was preparing to head back to the hotel until he heard someone calling out for help. Being the consummate hero, the colonel went to investigate.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Back at the BSAA (Big Swell Acres Autopark), Ellis and his stepfather, Francis were woken up by rapid pounding on their trailer door.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You boys up yet?" Barry asked not really caring about the answer. "The meeting's all set up and a bunch of the fellas will be there," he continued yelling through the door.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Jeezus, Barry! Do you know what time it is? And what fuckin' meeting?!?" Francis growled as he threw the door open.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"The meeting where we come up with a plan to stop the aliens!" the park ranger replied.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Aww...fuck. You really want to do this, huh?" Francis grumbled walking away and scratching his ass through his boxers.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Count me in, Big Bear!" Ellis said enthusiastically. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You should follow your boy's lead, Frannie. Step up and do what you can to save our race from the alien invasion."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Call me Frannie again, and the aliens will be the least of your worries!"[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]After a few more insults flew back and forth, the three men left the trailer park and headed for the meeting. It wasn't long before they arrived at the local bar, The Stiff Chug. The owner, Nick, used to be married to Francis' sister, but she divorced the man after he lost their house during a back-alley card game. She left him with nothing but the cheap white suit he came home in. He continued to wear the same type of suit every day to remind him of the dangers of marriage. He ended up winning the bar in another card game long after his ex left the state.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Nick...how the fuck did you let Barry talk you into opening this dive so gawddamn early?!?" Francis hollered out before giving his former brother-in-law a hearty hug.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"He promised me a free large supply of his premium weed if I did and if I made it an 'open bar' for all that showed up."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Francis and Nick were still close even after the divorce. Mainly because his sister was a bitch and he also felt the sting of his lady leaving him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Well hell then. It's 5 o'clock somewhere," Francis chuckled, taking a seat at the bar.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]A few minutes later, a dozen more men had entered the establishment and were chatting up a storm.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Ok, men. While I know you came for the free booze, I have something very important to tell you," Barry announced with as much authority as he could muster.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"The other day I came..." [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You came?!? Well congrats, you fat bastard. It's about damn time," Brad Vickers joked, eliciting several laughs from the crowd. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Gawddammit, Brad! Shut the fuck up," Barry growled. "As I was saying, I found a video camera with evidence of an alien invasion."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]That statement was met with laughs and angry protests for being made to listen to such bullshit.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"No, I'm serious! I showed the video to Francis and Ellis and they can confirm what I saw," He continued.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Well, Francis...is it true? Are there aliens on that tape?" Nick inquired.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Sorta...I guess. It was very dark and looked more like gay porn," Francis replied, not wanting to align himself with the man he not-so-secretly detested.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Dammit, Francis!!! You know it was aliens!! Why do you have to be such a fuckin' prick?!?" Barry yelled.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Yeah, Step-Pa. We both saw them. Now is not the time for your teasin'," Ellis chimed in. "There were lots of tentacles and screaming before the alien turned the other guy into one of them. C'mon, just admit that much."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"What I saw was a big guy fucking a smaller guy. Maybe there were tentacles...or maybe they were just some other big dicks swinging in the breeze waiting their turn. It was dark, so I can't say for certain it was an alien attack," Francis answered. He was very uncomfortable at the idea of being lumped together with Barry on something so far-fetched. He didn't want to be laughed at too.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Just show us the video then, Barry, and we'll make up our own mind," Brad interjected.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Eager to see some gay porn, Brad?" a voice called out.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"No, dumbass! But if there is proof of aliens, it could be worth a shit-ton of money."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Um....I don't have the video anymore," Barry replied softly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Are you fuckin' kidding me?!?" Brad fired back. "Then how are we supposed to believe this bullshit story of yours?? We know you're a dopehead and a drunk, but Jeezus, man! I could still be sleeping right now."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"It's my fault," Ellis shouted out. "While Barry was taking a copy to Frank West at Channel 34 News, I was supposed to be protecting the original file. But I got distracted by my step-pa and the hard drive fried."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"That's right. Frank West is one of them now!" Barry hollered out. "When I gave him the video, he was a normal-sized guy totally willing to air the footage. But by time the news came on, he was all muscle-bound and huge...and the video never aired."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"It's called steroids, you idiot," Nick responded.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"No steroids can do that in just a few hours, moron!" Barry fired back, now getting totally annoyed with the group. "Dammit, guys! This is real. The threat is real. I called you here so we can do something about this. I wanted this to be the first meeting of the Coalition Against Unknown Creatures. We all know what one of them looks like. Just check out Frank's old newscasts and his latest one and you'll see. Ellis, Francis and I got a glimpse of the other one...even if Francis doesn't want to admit it. If we capture Frank or this other guy, maybe we can get them to divulge their insidious plan. C'mon men...are you with me?"[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"So let me get this straight...you want us to be your C.A.U.C. fighters? And we are supposed to kidnap Frank West and make him tell us his workout secrets?" Brad answered sarcastically.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Don't forget...it's all unknown creatures. I think we're supposed to go after the chupacabra, zombies and bigfoot. Isn't that right, Barry?" Francis chimed in.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Yes, Francis. We're supposed to go after bigfoot too," Barry replied coldly. "But I thought you had more respect for that beastly creature you call 'mother'."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Fuck you! You know my mother's dead," Francis fired back.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Oh, right. I forgot...did the hunter have her stuffed or just mounted her beastly face on his wall?" [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]In seconds, the two were face to face and about to start throwing punches. Ellis pulled Barry away and talked him into leaving, but not before giving his stepfather a disappointed glance. As the men continued to make fun of Barry's claims...and down some more free beer, the park ranger and his neighbor headed back to the trailer park. Barry was silent the whole way home. He wasn't as upset by the ridicule as he was by failing to make them see the truth and quite possibly failing to save the world.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]As soon as they entered his trailer, Barry grabbed a bag of pot, rolled a joint and lit it up. Before he finished his first one, he was cracking open a beer. He chugged that one down and grabbed another. The whole time he worked on his self-induced haze, Ellis was trying hard to cheer him up, but nothing worked. An hour later, Barry was slurring his words and falling down whenever he tried to move. Ellis knew the man just needed to go back to bed and sleep off the disappointment, so like a good friend, the young man helped his neighbor to his bedroom and laid him on the bed. And that's when the 'good' part ended.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Chris traveled deeper into the wooded park and discovered a group of young men harassing a homeless man. Without a second thought to his nakedness, the hero moved to stop the attack.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You men need to learn to direct your aggression towards someone your own size...or at least someone who is willing to take it," he blurted out as he draped his arms over two of the college jocks.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Holy fuck, man! What are you doing...and where are your clothes?!?" Wes shouted out in shock.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I'm simply giving you a more appropriate target for your pack attack. You seem to have a lot of pent up energy, so why not direct it at me?" he responded.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Jeezus! We're not gay!" Drew fired back.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Yeah, we just didn't like this guy asking for money," Jay explained.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Right. So that gives you a good reason to pick on someone who is down on his luck. Usually that is a sign of the aggressor not being happy with his own life. Why don't you just admit what's really bothering you," Chris pressed on, with the full approval of T'lelox who was busy stimulating the flesh the colonel was touching.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Fuck you, pal! Get lost or we'll kick your ass!" Owen warned.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"OK then. Who's first to give it a try?" the hero replied with a wink, just to piss them off even more.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Tim was the first jock to rush at the muscle-bound stranger. He had picked up a branch and swung it at Chris' head. The colonel easily caught it, yanked it out of his hands while simultaneously headlocking him into his sweaty pecs. T'lelox immediately went to work again. Jay and Drew attacked next. When Chris went to defend himself, he simply let go of Tim who just fell to the ground looking up in awe at the naked stranger with lust in his eyes. The hero grabbed them both by their throats and slammed them to the ground. The S'mbioc once again targeted their erogenous zones and horned them up. Wes and Owen had already been bio-electrically stimulated by Chris and were too busy trying to fight the urge to fondle his incredible body. But once they saw him bent over, holding down their friends, the two moved in.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Chris sensed their approach but could tell they had other things in mind, especially once he heard the sounds of pants unzipping. Owen wasted no time in stuffing his curved eight-incher to the balls. Tim's eyes widened as he watched from below as his buddy plowed the stranger's ass, and then surprised himself when he leaned up to suck on the massive cock swaying overhead. Wes grabbed a handful of Chris' hair just as he plunged his throbbing prick down his throat. Both Jay and Drew were eager to be a part of the action and wiggled themselves free so they could stick their hard dicks somewhere. Realizing he had to take control of the situation in order to get the necessary loads for their embryos, the colonel pulled Tim off of his dick and pushed Owen out of his ass. He then lowered himself onto the Tim's 9" shaft and had had Owen squat behind him to double fuck his ass. Once he sized up the other three pricks, Chris had Drew join in to make it a triple penetration while he suckled on Wes and Jay's needy rods.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The homeless man had run off when Chris distracted the jocks, but he didn't go far. Peeking around a huge tree, the haggard-looking man spied silently as the orgy continued, quietly stroking his growing erection. The sight of three young, virile men drilling the voracious muscle stud while he slurped on two other dicks was an amazing sight to behold. But it would pale in comparison to what was to happen next. Being young, dumb and full of cum made it easy for Chris and T'lelox to get the needed loads for the next phase of the recruitment process. All Chris had to do was find a way to keep them from running away once it was his turn to start fucking. He didn't have enough tentacles to subdue all five men at once, and he wasn't looking to injure them either.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"A mild pulse to the base of the skull should temporarily stun the young men long enough for you to breed them. No harm will come to them and they will be conscious the entire time. They will simply be too disoriented to escape," T'lelox stated.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You're a real romantic there, T. Stun 'em and fuck' em. How sweet," Chris quipped. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You are simply building your army. No romance should be required..."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Yeah, I know. I was joking. But it does seem a bit predatory, don't you think?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"We don't have time to ease the men of your world into this. The invasion has begun and I assure you that the enemy has already begun their own recruitment."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Fine. Let them have it. I'll start with the cute guy under me."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Putting his hand on the back of each man's neck as he pulled them in for a quick kiss, T'lelox zapped their brain stems which caused them to become weak-kneed and fall to the ground. With each young stud sprawled out before him, Chris raised his arms above his head and stretched out his body as if getting ready for some type of physical exercise. And in a way, he was. He had never recruited five guys in one shot, so this was to be his most intensive undertaking yet. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Since there was no chance of them running away, the colonel's tentacles never emerged. He simply crammed his 18" long, 4" thick cock deep into each stud and fucked them hard and fast. As soon as he deposited the embryo into one jock, he moved on to the next one. On one hand, it seemed really sleazy that he was drilling the asses of several young and immobilized studs, but on the other hand, watching their tight, toned bodies jostle with every dominating thrust was an absolute delight. While each man's hole was incredibly tight, quivering wildly in response to the overwhelming invasion, each man responded completely differently to it as well. Though stunned and disoriented, Wes moaned like a whore, Jay whimpered and sighed, Drew grunted like a cock-hungry pig, Tim just kept mumbling "Oh Gawd, Oh Gawd, Oh Gawd" and Owen just laid there silently biting his lower lip and looking at Chris sensuously. The colonel gave each man a serious pounding and it took him nearly an hour, but Chris finally bred all five jocks. Once done, he just sat back and watched his newest offspring come to life.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The homeless man knelt behind the tree in stunned silence as he witnessed their physical metamorphosis. They were already in great shape prior to the transformation, but afterwards each guy was a muscular Adonis with a huge prick dangling between their tree-trunk thighs. The vagrant didn't know if his heart could take any more stimulation, but he was about to find out.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]When Barry hit the bed, his shirt rode up just a bit and exposed his fuzzy belly. The sight caused his young neighbor to gasp audibly. Ellis moved in to pull the shirt down, but when his fingers made contact with the hairy flesh, a more perverse idea filled his mind. Letting his fingers linger on the slowly rising and falling belly, Ellis waited for any sign that Barry was still somewhat conscious. But after a minute or so with nothing more than deep breathing, he gave in to his dark desires. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Cautiously peeling the shirt from his passed-out neighbor's torso, the young electronics whiz just sat there and admired the view for a while. He dragged his fingers from one nipple to the other then around the navel before returning to a nipple again. The park ranger was just lying there completely helpless and that exhilarated the normally sweet young man. Ellis leaned down and flicked a nipple with his tongue and then waited for a reaction. When none came, he wrapped his lips around it and gently suckled on the furry pec. The scent of the man filled his nostrils and he just soaked it all in. Soon the young man was cuddled up next to the unconscious stud, fondling, kissing and sucking on his torso. And while Barry's mind may have been dead to the world, his body was responding to the erotic attention...which did not go unnoticed by his molester.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Ellis felt the man's thick cock start to swell underneath his pants, and the young man's heart skipped several beats. He slid down between the stocky thighs and just stared at the growing bulge. Part of him thought he should stop what he was doing, but the hornier side of him spurred him on. He rationalized that he might never get another chance like that one and that he wasn't hurting anyone by taking advantage of it. Giving into his lust, Ellis slowly undid the button and then the zipper; his breathing was quick and shallow while his heart raced. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]With Barry down to just his boxers, Ellis softly rubbed his face along the length of the bulge, licking at it through the fabric. When he saw a precum wet-spot appear, the young man took it as a sign that Barry was enjoying himself too. So he delicately peeled the boxers off and sniffed the underwear crotch deeply while looking down at the naked and rock-hard park ranger. He couldn't wait to swallow that rod whole and taste the thick, warm spunk stored in the huge, fuzzy nuts. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Without any further delay, Ellis was back between Barry's thighs and had his chubby 12" cock in his hands. The weight of the shaft was noticeable and the bulbous head glistened in the light thanks to the steady flow of precum oozing from the slit. Ellis slowly dragged his tongue over the cockhead and moaned softly when he finally tasted the liquid. As he wrapped his lips around the fat head, he looked up to see if Barry was stirring, but he was still completely passed out. Using one hand to hold on to the big dick, he used his other to caress the fuzzy belly as he proceeded to engulf the delectable shaft.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]It took several tries, but Ellis finally had every last inch down his throat. And when the curly red pubes began to tickle his nose, the young stud knew it was time to suck his neighbor to orgasm. Starting with a slow and steady approach, it was long before the bedroom was filled with the sounds of rapid, sloppy suckling. Ellis was just too damn eager to taste Barry's seed and was desperate to get a mouthful before he woke up. After nearly fifteen minutes of non-stop throating, the young geek sensed his partner's ball-sack tightening and knew he was close to his reward. A few more head bobs and Ellis was guzzling a surprising amount of nut-nectar. He sucked out every last drop of spunk and licked the entire shaft dry. Certain that when he looked up, he would see a furious neighbor staring back at him, Ellis was thrilled to find Barry still totally passed out.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Amazed that the big guy never lost his hard-on, Ellis decided to go for broke. He stripped naked and straddled the thick rod. Then after lubing up his eager hole with his own spit, the young man eased himself onto the meaty missile. He had no problems taking his stepfather's dick, but Barry's was thicker and a bit longer. It took him a few cautious bounces, but soon enough he had every spine-tingling inch buried up his butt. He sat there for a few minutes allowing his body to acclimate to the thickness; gently grinding his ass into the motionless hips; the whole time just staring down at the man who had owned his fantasies for so long.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Before he started riding Barry to another orgasm, Ellis felt the urge to lean down and kiss him passionately on the mouth. Just as their lips met, something happened that almost made the young man scream out in shock. The park ranger rolled on top of Ellis and began to fuck him...hard. Positive that Barry was now awake, the young geek was confused to still find him unconscious. What Ellis didn't know was that Barry suffered from a condition known as sexsomnia or sleep sex. For Barry, when asleep, anytime his body sensed another naked body next to his, he would engage in sexual intercourse, and he would do so for any length of time until his body has achieved a certain level of satisfaction.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The man who thought he would be in full control of the pervy situation soon found himself at the complete mercy of his passed-out pal. Ellis was in total disbelief at both the fact that he was getting pounded by an unconscious lover and at the power of Barry's thrusts. He could barely keep from screaming out in pure ecstasy. His fantasy about being completely dominated by his neighbor was coming true and it was even more incredible then he ever allowed himself to imagine. The trailer was rocking hard from the intense ass-fucking, and Ellis did everything he could to hold himself tightly against the burly chest; wrapping his legs around the jack-hammering hips for extra control. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]As the sweat built up between the two, Ellis' own impressive 11" cock found itself sliding and grinding between the two hot bodies. The torment unleashed on his prostate became too much and the young man spasmed hard as he spewed his load between their pressed abs. Barry, however, didn't cum for another ten minutes, but when he did, his unconscious body pumped another massive wad of cum, that time deep into Ellis' bowels. The feeling of the warm spunk filling him up made the young man quiver with unadulterated lust. He wanted to freeze that moment for all time. Unfortunately, Barry's body had other plans.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]No sooner did he stop convulsing through his massive orgasm, then Barry started to drill Ellis once again. The young man knew he couldn't try to stop it without risking waking his neighbor, so he just held on for dear life. Luckily the second round only lasted fifteen minutes, but so much cum had been pumped inside of the young man that it had begun to ooze out and soak the sheets. Ellis now became concerned with how to explain all the spunk on Barry's bed. But before he could deal with that, he had to get free from the unconscious fucker first.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]When Barry rolled off of him, Ellis rolled onto his side and was about to sit up when the passed-out Barry surprised him once again by curling up next to him. Soon the fat dick was stuffed back up the computer geek's ass, followed immediately by Barry rolling back on top of Ellis and fucking him from behind. With his face forced down into the mattress, Ellis felt a certain level of freedom to moan and groan as he pleased from the non-stop plowing, but he was also terrified that his neighbor would come to before he came again. His fears quickly faded once he concentrated on the sweaty, hairy torso pressing down on his smooth muscular back and the hot shaft decimating his hole. Ten minutes later, both Ellis and Barry came simultaneously; quivering in unison as their bodies spewed their ball-juice.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Once Barry rolled off of him again, Ellis immediately jumped off the bed and just stood there trying to figure out what to do next. With sweat and cum dripping from his body, the young man tried to figure out how to clean up the bed before Barry awoke...or without waking him in the process. As he tried to formulate a plan, the burly neighbor rolled onto his stomach and presented his fuzzy ass to the still-horny stud. Ellis' cock quickly swelled to full mast as he imagined doing the unthinkable. Just then, he spotted the tiny hole in the wall where his wireless video camera was hidden and he smiled widely when he realized all this was being recorded. He then remembered watching one video where Barry allowed a hooker to finger-fuck his hole while she sucked him off. His neighbor was about to get more than a finger.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Sire. Thank you for taking us into your fold. How may we best serve you?" Drew inquired strolling up to his seated liege.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Increase our numbers by recruiting those at your university. But do not simply seek out other jocks. Wars are won by wit as well as brawn. Approach the scholarly students as well. Trust me, they will be willing to initiate the process once given the chance," Chris advised.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"We will do as you request, sire. But first...how about another round of five on one?" Tim asked sheepishly.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Chris didn't say another word. He just tackled Tim to the ground and mounted his 15" cock before taking hold of Wes and Jay's enlarged members to suckle on them once more. Owen and Drew returned to their previous positions and the colonel was once again being triple fucked.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"What is happening to me, T'lelox? I can't seem to get enough."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Your encounter with the mutant offspring triggered your body's final transformation into a supreme breeder. You are simply feeling and giving in to your new natural urge to fuck and breed..constantly. This will become a more typical occurrence for you as time goes on. The mutant seed deposited within you was very potent and I used it to satiated your body's need for nutrients. You should be able to perform for a while, so enjoy your time with them."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"O-Oh f-f-fuck yeah I-I will!! Do you think I can take all five cocks up my ass at once? I want my boys to totally fill me up!"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You were barely able to take the mutant's cock, and all these combined are thicker...but I think we can manage. I'm just not sure of the positioning."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"M-Me neitherrrrrr, b-b-but it's wo-wo-worth the ooooold c-college tryyyyyyy."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]When Chris gave the order, the five guys stood there in disbelief, certain it was impossible. But Chris was too horned up to be denied. He ordered Jay on his back and then sat on his prick. Once he lay back, face up, on his offspring's huge chest, the colonel ordered Wes and Owen to lay on each side and slide in. Tim was told to hold onto his sire's ankles as he squatted over the foursome to enter the stretched ring from above. The feeling of that fourth cock filling him up had Chris wailing like a bitch in heat. Drew was the last man standing and he was tasked with stuffing his dick between the four pulsing pricks as he moved in behind Tim. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]It took a great deal of effort to force the throbbing girth past all that rock-hard meat, but with constant pressure and the undeniable will of his sire, Drew finally speared his maker and all six men roared out in victory. The awkward mass of muscle undulated and rocked as his offspring worked their tools in as deep as possible. Chris was in pure bliss from the mind-blowing sensation filling his bowels along with the scent of man-sweat and cum. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]When Tim's shaft grinded past the hero's prostate, it caused their master to shutter wildly, with his chute constricting around their rods mercilessly. That caused each jock to blow his load deep into Chris, one right after another. So much spunk filling up his guts proved too much for the colonel, and he too began to spray his precious seed wildly into the air. The five offspring hastily tried to catch the pearly ropes on their tongues before lapping up the excess from each other's bodies. They cuddled for nearly forty minutes before leaving their naked sire to hunt down some food. Chris, on the other hand, was surprisingly satisfied. T'lelox was able to use their seed to refuel his body, which was a good thing because the colonel spotted his next recruit.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The homeless man never left his hiding spot behind the tree. He had no good reason to stay or run away. What he witnessed was both terrifying and miraculous, and a part of him was desperate to belong to that group.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I'm surprised you're still here," Chris said softly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Nowhere else to be I guess," the man replied.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I'm Chris. What's your name?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Clark. Are you going to hurt me now?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Of course not. I was actually going to ask you to join my ranks. Would you be interested in helping me save this world from a terrible threat?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Is that what you did to those college guys? Turned them into your soldiers?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Yep. I gave them a cause bigger than themselves. Something to work towards. A greater good, if you will. Would you be interested in that?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Sure...but I have nothing to offer. I lost my job, my house...everything."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You have courage. You didn't run away when the frat boys were harassing you. You stood your ground even though it meant the possibility of pain. You didn't run when you saw them transform either. I'd say you have a lot to offer. You're a survivor. I need men like you, Clark."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Chris saw that his words had a healing effect on the man and he held out his hand. Clark reached up and grabbed it and was pulled to his feet with incredible ease.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Damn, you're strong," he muttered.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You will be too. Oh and the process really is a lot of fun. So what do you say. Do you feel like fucking me?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]The newest recruit blushed momentarily, but quickly shed his dirty clothes and moved in to fondle his rescuer. Soon Chris was on his knees sucking on the man's chubby eight inch dick and groping the fuzzy, round butt cheeks. For someone down on his luck, Clark still had a decent body on him, with only a slight belly. It was obvious that, in better times, he had taken care of his mid-thirties physique. It was also obvious that it had been some time since he had been with someone because it didn't take him long to fill Chris' gullet with his first batch.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The colonel wiped the drippage from his chin before getting on all fours to offer up his sloppy wet hole to Clark. Not thinking twice, the homeless man plunged deep and immediately tore into the warm hole.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Fuck! How are you still so tight?!?" he cried out.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Good genes," Chris teased.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Clark gave one loud chuckle before becoming serious again...serious about fucking the hottest piece of ass he ever laid eyes on. He grabbed a handful of Chris' hair and pulled his head back sharply as he smacked the muscular rump harder and harder. The colonel liked the manhandling and even encouraged it with moans of expletives that really got Clark's blood pumping. Their bodies slammed together over and over, sweat flinging from them in all directions. Clark wanted to hold out as long as possible, but T'lelox was ready to start processing his embryo so the alien teasing the pistoning prick and induced a colossal cum-dump that left the man in a heap on Chris' back.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]While T'lelox did his thing, Chris and Clark had a high school style make-out session. Chris was on his back and Clark rested on his beautiful chest as their tongues darted in and out of each other's mouths. When it was time to breed him, Chris was going to roll on top of him, but Clark sensed the movement and quickly straddled his cock instead.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You found a way to stuff this gorgeous monster into those guys without killing them, so I know it won't kill me. I want to take you this way."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"It will still hurt at first," Chris warned.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You can't know true pleasure without experiencing some kind of pain. It will be worth it," he said as he slowly forced himself down on the huge cockhead.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Luckily for Clark, T'lelox was a master at bio-electrically loosening up fleshy rings and increasing pleasure to the surrounding tissue. As the beads of sweat began to form again, Clark had managed to take nearly a third of the lengthy rod when the pain subsided and was replaced with incredible pleasure. It was then that he plunged down the remaining inches and rode the prick like a seasoned cowboy riding a bull. Chris just laid back and let his partner do all the work, impressed by the energetic show taking place on his prick. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Clark stroked, groped and teased the tensing abs and perky nipples while continuously slamming his ass down on all 18". He was given an opportunity to enjoy a truly incredible body and he was milking it for all it was worth. He wanted the session to last for hours, but Chris' nutsack had an overwhelming need for a release. So when the hero grabbed hold of his waist and held him hard against hips, Clark knew what was coming next. But to experience that deluge of spooge in one's guts was something else entirely different. Chris hugged Clark tightly and held him while the metamorphosis took place; even leaving his half-hard dick up his hole.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Th-Thank you," was all Clark could muster before going into convulsions, but Chris understood completely.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]He had given the man a chance at a new life, and he was grateful for it.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]After the transformation, Chris indulged himself with his newest offspring; spending nearly an hour fucking and getting fucked. He then ordered the man to recruit others to their cause; reminding him that they will be drawn to him simply because of his new physique and that he should welcome all that are willing. With one final grateful kiss for his sire, Clark departed for the local homeless shelter because he needed some food and clothes, and he knew of others that would want a chance to be a part of something bigger than themselves.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Back in the trailer, Ellis straddled the hairy ass and slowly dry-humped his rigid 11" shaft between the meaty mounds. He was still trying to determine if the risk was worth the reward when Barry started to wiggle his butt underneath him. He knew then and there that he had to give it a shot. But before sliding into heaven, the young man had to prep the gates first. Ellis buried his face between the ample cheeks and tongued the extremely tight ring like a madman; soaking the puckered hole with his spit. After several minutes and numerous penetrations by his talented tongue, Ellis was ready to go where no man had gone before.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Once again straddling the glorious globes, he cautiously placed his precum-oozing cockhead at Barry's backdoor and pressed down steadily. At first resistant, the clenched ring finally gave way and Ellis' cockhead popped inside. The constriction on the tip was amazing and he was eager for that feeling to encompass his full length. He continued with careful, steady pressure and was rewarded with further entry until he was finally balls-deep in Barry's virgin hole. He leaned down and kissed the man's neck as he slid his hands underneath him to fondle and grope his pecs and stiffening dick. Once he was sure he wouldn't do any harm to his chute, Ellis initiated a gentle drilling that had the bed only slightly rocking. But when the unconscious body began to thrust back against his hips, the careful young man replied in kind.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Throwing all caution to the wind, Ellis squeezed the hairy pecs hard and started slamming into Barry with the same intensity that he had experienced earlier. The quivering ring hyper-stimulated his rod and he became lost in the moment. Soon the trailer was rocking as much as before, and the sounds of flesh slamming into flesh once again filled the space. Ellis was in love with the man's body and soon showed his true feelings by pumping load after load deep within his bowels. The young man collapsed on top of Barry, panting heavily. Their sweaty bodies still grinding together in unison, but both his and Barry's cocks were now spent.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]When Ellis finally pulled out and watched his seed drip from the loosened hole, he became panic-stricken at the impossibility of explaining such an occurrence. He quickly dressed and then tried to clean up the bedroom, but the sheets and mattress were too soaked with cum to hide what happened. Then he remembered his hidden camera and all the videos of Barry fucking hookers, and another idea popped into his head.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Ellis quickly ran outside and scanned the trailer park for any clothes hanging on a clothesline. He spotted some frilly panties a few trailers over and snagged them. Once back in the trailer, the clever young geek searched for anything that could be used as a dildo. To his surprise, he found an actual dildo hidden under the bathroom sink, and after comparing its size to his cock...just out of curiosity (he was bigger), Ellis smeared it with cum and left it on the bed next to Barry and the panties. He then found a note pad and wrote out a simple message.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Thanks for the fun time, you kinky boy.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Kisses.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Zoey[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Ellis placed the note on the nightstand, and then after giving the room a final check, he slipped out the door and headed to his own trailer. Even though he was exhausted, he was excited to watch the whole thing on his computer and relive the incredible encounter over and over again.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Back at The Stiff Chug, Francis, Nick, Brad and the others were still poking fun at Barry and his wild claims of aliens, invasions and body-snatching.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I still can't believe he expected us to fall for that shit," Nick remarked.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Yeah, especially with no proof...at all!" Brad pointed out. "And then he thought you'd back him up. You, of all people! Fuckin' hilarious!!"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I know! Right?!?" Francis boasted in agreement. "But...we really did see a guy attacked by something with large tentacles. And then that guy did actually changed right before our eyes. So Barry wasn't really lying."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The bar went silent for a minute or two before someone finally spoke up.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You're just pulling or leg, right?" Brad asked.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Nope. Really saw it happen...on tape that is," Francis replied.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Then why the fuck didn't you back him up?" Casey hollered out.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Because it's Barry. No way in fuckin' hell am I helping that fat fuck out! Condescending bastard. Besides...it's not a job for a trailer park posse to take on. Fighting aliens is the government's job. They'll send in the Marines to handle it," the motorcycle mechanic justified.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Did someone call for the Marines?" Lieutenant Colonel Carlos Oliveira asked, flanked by Captain Kirk Mathison, Lance Corporal Kevin Dooley and a few other marines. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]The men had received a call from Major Kennedy that the D'rozoac Prime might be in the area, and they happily hit the road to aid him in his hunt.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"If there are aliens among us...and there are, they will need more than a few good men to increase their number. And you all will do just fine," Oliveira explained calmly as he and the other men stripped out of their clothing and exposed the enormous weapons.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Fuck!! They've been taken over by those aliens!! RUN!!!" Francis screamed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Bar patrons scattered as fast as they could, but most were not fast enough. Casey, the bartender was one of the lucky few. The ruggedly handsome, redhead was accidentally body-checked into the wall by a terrified drunk who ended up getting snagged instead by a horny marine. He slipped out the back door as the real screaming started. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Brad Vickers also caught a break that afternoon. He happened to be headed towards the restroom when the assailants entered the bar. Hearing Francis' order, Brad raced to the bathroom and dove out the window. He caught up with Casey and a couple of other guys, and they hid behind some cars for a while. When they were certain there were no marines patrolling outside, they snuck back towards the bar and peeked through a window to see if they could help any of their friends. What they saw scared the hell out them all.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Inside, Francis was struggling with all his might to get away from Oliveira, but the skilled marine had him stripped naked and rock-hard in seconds. Soon he was sucking on the biker's shaft with a voracious thirst for spunk. Trying to stave off the orgasm, Francis looked around the room and saw Nick pinned on top of his bar as Dooley sucked his sack dry. His buddies, Hector and Stan, were forced to the floor by Mathison and another marine, also getting ball-draining blow-jobs. In all, he counted ten men at the mercy of six marines, and there was nothing they could do about it.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]One by one, the patrons relinquished their tasty treasure...three times over. With each agonizing ejaculation, their level of despair grew. Whimpers and sobs filled the air, along with rigorous suckling noises. But those sounds didn't last forever. Soon new and more terrifying ones filled the bar as the patrons were repositioned for implantation.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Francis was spun around and shoved hard against the bar, but no sooner did he try to push back then he felt Oliveira's 16" shaft burrow deep up his ass. The biker let out a scream that sent chills up the other patrons' spines. The marine drove Francis' face to the bar top and held him down as he fucked his hole with viciousness. Looking over, the mechanic saw his former brother-in-law being screwed doggy-style on top of the bar. The impact of each thrust into Nick's virgin hole even made Francis wince in pain. The two men reached out a hand to the other and held on as their sadistic assault continued.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"I'm s-s-s-sorry, Nick. I-I shouldn't h-have li-lied. M-maybEEEE...th-this wouldn't b-BEEEE hap-happening. At l-l-least El-Ellis is safe." Francis said softly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Awww...that's so fuckin' sweet. Don't worry tattoo-man, whoever this Ellis is, you'll be seeing him again. Because very soon, you'll be one of us and you'll want to bring him into the fold...just like we're doing to y-y-yoUUUUUUUU-uuuu-uuu," the marine taunted moments prior to pumping his tainted spunk into Francis' bowels. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]With the sounds of other men getting bred by their adversaries, the step-father found his mind hazing over thanks to the embryo taking control. His last thoughts were of his step-son and the look of disappointment on his face when he left the bar earlier that day. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Forgive me, Ellis," was his final thought before the alien inside him pushed his consciousness to some back corner of his mind and assumed control of his body.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]When their pals started to change into muscle-bound behemoths, Brad, Casey and the others ran off, and they headed straight for Barry's trailer.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Chris sat naked under a large tree for a while thinking about the fact that he had just recruited six men and bonded with a mutant offspring...all before noon. But what amazed him even more was that he was still incredibly horny. He got up and decided to see what other fun he could have, and it didn't take long. Just on the other side of the park was the perfect place to ensure his sect would survive for generations to come. The colonel was about to make a serious donation to the Seeds of Creation sperm bank.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Forgetting that it was now the weekend and that office would have been closed, the naked stud strolled across the empty street and tried to pull the door open. Finding it locked, the horny hero knocked intensely; he now had a growing need to cum again. When there was still no answer, Chris walked around back to see if there was another way in, but just as he was about to grab the backdoor handle, a lab technician headed outside to dump some trash. The sight of the nude stud both frightened and aroused the man, causing him to stand there in silence.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Hey buddy, I need to make a deposit," Chris said with a chuckle, trying to appear modest.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"A-A-Ah...Yeah, like I haven't heard that one before," Tyler Hamilton shot back.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Alright, it wasn't that funny, but I really need to nut. I mean just look at the size of my balls, and they're filled with some seriously high quality seed. C'mon...give a guy a break," Chris pleaded in jest. He was seeing just how far he could push it before letting T'lelox work his magic.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Tyler stared long and hard at Chris' cock; so long that he started to droll slightly. The idea of seeing that hose spray forth a stream of cream was too tempting to pass up.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Fine...but I get to watch," the tech replied; ushering Chris through the backdoor.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The colonel realized that they were the only two in the whole facility, which made his plan that much easier. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"So how big of a cup will you need to catch your load?" Tyler inquired. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Actually, don't you have a milking device that will suck it out for me?" the colonel countered.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"We do, but nothing that your dick will fit into. But...we did get a delivery by accident last week that was meant for a stallion breeder. The suction cylinder might just be able to accommodate your tool. It's never been used and was supposed to be picked up this week. It would actually be fun to see it in action before its gone."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Lead the way. My balls are aching," Chris replied eagerly.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Tyler took Chris back to the lab and had him lay back on a cool metal table. The sensation had the hero's nipples rock-hard in one second flat. The technician unpacked the device, scanned the instructions and then started to slide it on to the now rigid rod. "I'm Tyler, by the way."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Nice to meet you. I'm Chris," the hero replied, finding it awkward to be introducing themselves while he was sliding a device onto his cock.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Chris' dick barely fit in width-wise, but that meant it had a great seal for suction. Tyler then ran the discharge tube to a shiny canister and hooked it up. He then plugged in the motor and asked the colonel if he was ready to begin. Chris simply put his hands behind his head and nodded.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The quiet hum of the motor belied the intensity at which this device sucked on the throbbing shaft. It cycled through various stages of a deep, long suction to easy, short ones then to a long, easy suction to rapid, deep ones. Seeing his cock swell inside the clear cylinder was too erotic for words...for both Chris and Tyler, but there was no denying the effect it was having on the colonel.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You wanted to watch...get ready for one hell of a show!" Chris moaned as he started to writhe with pleasure. Soon his hands were firmly fondling his heaving pecs and his hips slowly thrust up into the air. He let his fingers trace his beautiful abdominal muscles before using his hands to spread his thick thighs apart; giving Tyler an excellent view of his hot, needy hole. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The technician nearly tripped over some boxes trying to get a closer look but caught himself at the edge of the table. He dropped to his knees, resting his chin on the tabletop while his hands slipped inside his pants to show his own member some attention. Chris humped the air wildly at times and sensuously at others. He enjoyed the panting and moans from his entranced audience, but not as much as he enjoyed the suction device. Soon he convulsed hard and gasped as the first of many loads were sucked from his nuts and splattered the inside of the metal canister. With just that one orgasm, he had filled it more than half way.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"You're gonna need a bigger container...or lots of those," the colonel pointed out with a smile. The next thing Tyler knew, Chris was on his knees with his face down on the table while his one hand pinched his nipple and the other moved toward his puckered ring. The technician's jaw dropped when he saw the burly muscle stud double finger fuck his own ass and then jizzed himself when Chris brought that ass to within an inch of his nose.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Not yet, stud. I need your device to drain my sack some more first. Can you turn up the intensity on this thing? The sooner I'm done, the sooner my ass is all yours."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Tyler fell all over himself trying to get back to the controls to see if he could increase the power. He said a silent prayer of thanks when he saw that it was set on the lowest setting.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"How high should I take it?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"All the way! Let's see what this thing can do," Chris shouted as he braced himself.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"And my dad, the doctor, said this was a crap job," Tyler mused as he twisted the knob.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]When the motor kicked in to high gear, the colonel's head shot back and he spasmed wildly. Soon he was humping into the cylinder uncontrollably and loving every second of it. He was eventually sitting back on his heels, with his hands on the table behind him, thrusting hard into the cylinder as it flopped around wildly on the end of his prick. Load after load spewed out of his cock, and Tyler struggled to keep up with the canister swaps. At one point, the technician caught a face full of spunk spraying out of the hose, but he gladly licked up every drop.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]After the last orgasm, Chris ended up on his stomach, fucking the cylinder sporadically while his hands groped his own ass; spreading his muscled butt-cheeks apart. That was more than Tyler could take, and the young technician buried his face between the glistening glutes and insanely tongue-fucked the hole. The colonel was moaning and gasping for air, but he didn't try to stop the man. Instead, he held his face firmly in his crack until he was brought to one more orgasm.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]With his nutsack sufficiently drained, the hero was ready to let the technician have his way with him. Tyler quickly unhooked Chris from the device and sealed up the last of the eleven containers before stripping naked and jumping on top of the sweaty airman for some hardcore fucking. So turned on was Tyler, that he literally had the strength to flip Chris onto his back, pin his ankles by his ears and start piledriving the sweaty hole within seconds. And Tyler was just 5'-8" tall and 165 lbs. His straight eight-incher was doing a great job at grinding past Chris already-tender prostate, which had the big man groaning with pleasure. Seeing the beefy pecs jiggle with each thrust drove the tech crazy, and when Chris grabbed his ass to pull him tighter against his hole, Tyler lost it completely and nutted deep inside the hero. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The colonel had him cum several more times not just because T'lelox needed the seed, but because Chris' body needed time to produce more cum itself. Once he was ready to recruit Tyler, the colonel tried to distract him by telling the technician what he expected him to do with all those canisters of cum.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"WHAT?!?!? I can't swap out all the other donations for yours!!" he hollered angrily. "I'll lose my job...plus it's just totally wrong!!"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I figured you might say that, but I was just curious as to your response. But don't worry, in an hour or so, you'll be doing just that," Chris said as he rolled on top of him.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Soon Tyler felt the huge cockhead pushing at his clenched hole, and he struggled to break free of the bear-hug that held him firmly. But the more he struggled the further the cockhead slipped inside, until finally the technician went still as his eyes widened with the realization that he was now impaled on the gargantuan dick. Chris fucked him gently...at first, but soon he was slamming hard into the sweet, round rump; loving the grip the taut ring had on his cock.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]When he finally filled the young man with his cum and the embryo, the colonel cuddled him close and waited for his favorite part to take place. Once the transformation was complete, Tyler told his sire that he would do as was requested of him and swap out all the semen donations with Chris'. The colonel then ordered him to go to other sperm banks, recruit those technicians and start swapping out samples with others from their sect. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]After Chris wiped the sweat from his body, he headed for the door. When Tyler offered to give him a robe to wear so he wouldn't be naked walking home in the middle of the day, his master said it was of no concern to him. And with that, the muscular hero strolled out of the sperm bank and headed back towards the hotel. As his cock flopped from one thigh to the other, Chris' stroll turned into a swagger. He was getting in touch with his new supreme breeder attitude, and he was enjoying it. People on the street just stopped and stared at the naked behemoth. Some screamed, some took pictures, but all soaked in the incredibleness that was now Chris Redfield. The hero was getting turned on by all the attention, and just when he was about to pick his next recruit, his blissful state was interrupted by the sounds of police sirens and yelling.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The sperm bank wasn't the only place to get a special deposit of the hero's seed. At satellite office of the San Diego Zoo where genetic testing was conducted, a ruptured sewer line resulted in a massive flood of the facility's basement....where they kept the genetic samples of all their animals. Churning in the dirty water was more of Chris' discarded shower spunk, and that spunk was merging with globs of various animal seed that leaked out of broken vials. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]When the maintenance crew showed up, they decided to forego some of the safety measures and entered the waist-high water without wearing all of the proper gear in a desperate attempt to save equipment and samples. As they moved about the flooded space, the now-mutated embryos latched on to different victims and slowly slithered around their bodies until they found a way inside them. In a few hours' time, several new mutant offspring rampaged forth from the basement in search of food...and their absentee sire.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver][BAM! BAM! BAM!] "BARRY!! BARRY!! BARRY!! Are you in there!" Brad Vickers yelled. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Barry was stirred from his deep slumber by the commotion and sat up in bed. Still hearing the banging on his door, he looked around for his pants and became even more disturbed. He didn't remember getting naked...or cumming...or..."Why the fuck does my asshole hurt?!?" he thought. "Who's panties are these?? Why is Hunk out (his name for the dildo)?" He found his boxers and the note 'Zoey' left behind. Still unclear about what happened earlier, he put it all aside and answered the door. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"What the fuck do y'all want now?!?" he growled angrily, still upset by their earlier teasing.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You were right! You were fuckin' right! A group of them attacked us at the bar. They were huge! We got away, but Nick didn't and neither did Hector or Stan or..." Brad rambled on.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"What about my step-pa?" Ellis asked, having rushed over after hearing all the ruckus.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"He...uh...they got him too," Casey answered.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Dear Gawd, Barry. You were right. They just strolled in and raped them...and then our friends started to change...into them. We got to do something about this. We need to call someone," Brad pleaded.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Who can we call? I tried to expose them once and they stopped it. The first thing we need to do is go into hiding. If they turned our friends, then they know where we live. But I know a safe place. No one will find us there. Go pack up some clothes and supplies and meet me back here in fifteen minutes," Barry ordered, and the men raced toward their trailers. "Hey Ellis...hold up. What happened after you dropped me off here?"[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The young man swallowed heavy as he tried to determine if Barry figured out the truth. But when it seemed as if he didn't, Ellis replied, "Um...nothin'. Oh except some gal stopped by as I was leaving. She said something about wanting to be a new friend and you said to let her in. Did I do something wrong?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"No, no. But I need to never drink and smoke weed again. Apparently, my poor ass can't handle it," the park ranger mumbled as he closed the door to change and pack.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Fifteen minutes later, a van carrying Barry, Ellis, Brad, Casey and several others sped off towards Torrey Pines State Reserve. They eventually arrived at a remote, still under construction ranger station. The construction process had been halted due to budget cuts, but the building was nearly complete except for the interior finishes. The one story structure had an unfinished basement that was to be used for storage and supplies, but the main floor was outfitted with two small sleeping quarters and a bathroom with a shower...and plumbing and electrical were hooked up. For the time being, the resistance group was safe and had a base of operations. The next order of business was to gather more men for their cause and find a way to stop the invasion.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]In the middle of the city street, Officer Phil Messner shouted, "Stop where you are and put your hands in the air!".[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Turn around slowly and keep your hands where we can see them," Officer Jon Learney directed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Whatever you say, officers. I have the utmost respect for law enforcement," the colonel said slyly as he turned around to give the cops a full view of his now raging hard-on.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"That's it!! Cuff him, Phil!" Officer Learney yelled.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Try anything funny, and I will taze you! Got it?" Officer Messner growled as he pulled Chris' hands behind his back and cuffed him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"No sir. You're the boss," Chris replied gladly, now that he had two new recruits to breed...though they didn't know it yet.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]When Officer Messner spun the colonel around towards the patrol car, Chris playfully groped the cop's large bulge and said, "Wow, officer! I didn't realize you guys conceal carry your nightsticks these days. Any chance you want to work me over with yours?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Get your gawddamn hands off my crotch, asshole!" Officer Messner hissed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I told you that thing would get you in trouble one of these days," Officer Learney quipped.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Shut up, Jon! Let's just dump this freak at the station, alright?"[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]As the car sped away, Chris wanted to keep teasing the men until they were frustrated enough to do something about it. Both cops were in fantastic shape. Obviously not the donut-eating types. Messner was a few inches taller than Learney, but Learney had broader shoulders. Both of them filled out their uniforms perfectly, and that had Chris aching for some more hardcore sex. So the handcuffed hero placed his feet wide apart on the cage that separated him from the officers. He then positioned his bound hands at his bare butthole and began to finger-fuck himself and moan loudly. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"How many fingers should I use, Jon? How many would equal your cop cock?" the colonel groaned loudly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Jeezus!! He's playing with himself now!! I'm not cleaning up the mess he makes," Officer Messner shouted.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"There won't be any mess if you let me cum inside you, officer. To be fair...I'll let you cum in me first."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Officer Learney didn't say anything. He was too busy trying to distract himself from getting a raging hard-on. His wife hadn't let the him touch her in over six months because he spent too much time at the bar with his buddies, and he was in dire need of fucking a hole. He always stopped himself from cheating on her with another woman, but now he had a whole different opportunity, and he was trying to weigh the pros and cons.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]While his mind ran through numerous scenarios, Officer Messner was getting angrier by the second. He felt as if the colonel was disrespecting him and he wanted to show him he was no bitch-bottom. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"That's it!!" Messner yelled. "Pull the car over into that abandoned warehouse, Jon. It's time to teach this freak about respect!"[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Officer Learney could see his partner had lost it and didn't want a fight on his hands, so he did as he was ordered. Before he could get out of the car, Messner had pulled Chris out of the back seat and shoved him back onto the hood. He held him down against the vehicle as he pulled out his expandable baton and said, "So you want me to used this one you, huh? Don't go crying to your mommy once I give you what you wanted."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]In that split second before Messner swung the club down on the colonel's torso, T'lelox took advantage of the skin-on-skin contact to bio-electrically stimulate the cop. The surge jolted him out of his blind rage...sort of. Officer Messner rammed his baton up Chris' ass and began to fuck him with the weapon. The hero's back arched high and he let out such a sensuous moan that Learney was overcome with lust. The officer whipped out his now fully erect prick and shoved all nine inches down the colonel's throat.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Officer Messner didn't say anything as his partner throat-fucked their prisoner. He just fucked the muscled ass harder and harder. When Messner realized just how much enjoyment Learney was getting from the man's mouth, he decided to find out just how good the pucker hole would feel on his big dick. The cop pulled out his impressive twelve-incher and swapped places with his weapon. A smile grew across the hero's cock-filled face because he had manipulated his quarry perfectly, or so he thought.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]As the thrusting continued, Messner still wanted his prisoner to suffer a bit, and he devised a new form of torment.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Jon, lean over and hold his cock straight up."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"W-What for?" Learney moaned.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"You'll see. Just do it!" the cop ordered; his thrusts jostling Chris' body hard.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Without a second thought, Learney grabbed the 18" prick and had it pointing towards the warehouse ceiling. Messner then took his slicked up 26" baton and started to push the end of it against Chris' precum soaked piss-slit. Realizing what he was trying to do, the colonel started to squirm wildly, but before he knew it, the metal club had invaded his shaft. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]The rounded baton tip was over 1/2" in diameter, and the connecting smooth metal shaft started out at just under 1/2" wide and slowly tapered to over 3/4" above the grip...17" down the telescoping shaft. Messner wasted no time in driving every inch down into the mega-cock; the rubber baton grip smashing into the stuffed cockhead. Chris was wailing away, but it wasn't from pain. Amazing even himself, he found the sensation to be incredibly erotic. All three of his holes were being fucked and he loved every second of the depravity.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Officer Messner was fucking the sweaty, used asshole as hard as he was baton-fucking the prick; using the two-handed method to stab it down the urethra. Officer Learney was in awe of not only holding onto such a huge dick, but of the feeling of its girth increasing every time the baton slid deep. Soon the sheer perversion of the whole situation got to the two cops and they unloaded deep within their prisoner. But it wasn't enough to satisfy their forbidden desires. Seconds later, they were completely naked and had switched positions, and Learney was experiencing the wicked glee of fucking two of Chris' holes. It took them another fifteen minutes before they erupted in the hero again, and that seemed to have fulfilled their depraved hunger...but not Chris'.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]After they removed the baton from his dick, the still-cuffed colonel got up off of the hood and chest-bumped the naked Messner back against the hood of the car. He then propped one foot on the hood as he worked his hole over the cop's still-hard shaft. As he slowly sat down on the cock, he ordered, "Suck my pecs...now!" [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Once Messner's lips were locked onto one of his sweaty nipples, Chris looked over his shoulder and ordered Learney to take him from behind. When the second dick was inserted, he instructed the cop to stroke his shaft while he fucked him. When the undulations were underway, Chris just closed his eyes, rested his head on Learney's broad shoulder and enjoyed another moment of intense man-sex.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Both cops were stunned by how much they enjoyed the colonel's body and having their cocks rub against one another's. At one point their eyes locked, just as a sensuous shiver ran through their bodies. At that moment, both men experienced a new kind of longing, and that realization pushed them over the edge. They came in unison, pulsing in Chris in perfect rhythm. They were spent, and T'lelox was nearly done with their embryos. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Chris and the cops lounged on the hood of the car after they uncuffed him, with both men seemingly awe-struck by his immense torso. They kissed passionately for several sweaty minutes until the hero received word that it was time to breed. The colonel slyly positioned Learney face down on the roof of the patrol car and started to rim his ass intensely while the cop's cock drooled all over the windshield. Chris then slid Messner underneath him on the hood of the car. As Learney cried out in ecstasy, Chris quickly covered the other cop's mouth a second before cramming his huge dick inside of him. Messner bucked frantically, trying to get away; his muffled screams lost on his oblivious partner, but he found that Chris was just too damn strong. Thankfully, the pounding became pleasurable and he started to work his hips like a pro. Twenty minutes later, he got paid.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Once Chris filled Messner with his seed, the colonel pulled out and immediately took his position behind Learney's soaked hole. The cop never anticipated what happened next. But when Chris bear-hugged him to his chest as he rammed his huge tool deep, Officer Learney nearly passed out from the pain. And he would have drifted into unconsciousness if it weren't for the rough groping to his own muscular chest. Chris had started to pinch and twist his smooth nipples to keep him conscious, which worked like a charm. Soon the cop was hollering like a whore, bottoming out on the devastating dick. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Chris drilled him hard for nearly another twenty minutes before he finally pumped in his precious seed. With two more added to his ranks, the colonel was starting to feel the effects of fucking so much in one day. He leaned back against a column to watch the ensuing transformations. It always aroused him, and soon he was gently playing with his dick as the cops underwent their change.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]As with his other offspring, as soon as the process was over, Messner and Learney were eager to test out their new bodies, and their sire was more than willing to lend a hand...or a mouth...or an ass. They fooled around for another hour before the pair was too hungry to play anymore. While rummaging through the trunk looking for their workout sweats and hoping they would still fit over their enlarged physiques, the cops heard a call over the radio indicating that a body had been found in the alley near the Phorsette Inn.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"That's where my men and I are staying!" Chris shouted. "We need to get back there now!"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Of course, sire. But you will need something to wear. There will be other police, reporters and lots of on-lookers. You cannot go there naked," Learney pointed out.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Fine. We can get something on the way, but we need to go now. I need to know my men are safe."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Sergeant Jack Krauser had just worked his way through one of the barracks on Camp Pendleton, enlisting dozens of men for his army. His cock, ass and jaw were aching from overuse, but he now had a legion of muscled studs to do his bidding. While he knew numbers were necessary in any battle, he also needed key elements within every sector of society to ensure total victory. So he left the barracks and made his way towards one of the other buildings which happened to be a laboratory of some kind. Once inside, the deranged marine overheard and interesting conversation that fit perfectly within his strategy.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"So why are you going to the North Island naval base again?" the lab tech, Matt Addison asked.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"My dad's only in Coronado for a few more days before heading back to Peterson Air Force base in Colorado Springs. The General isn't sentimental and won't make the drive north to see me, so I'm going to have to make the effort. And I might as well because it's been over five years since we last saw each other...at my mom's funeral," Jake Muller answered.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Wow. Sounds like it will be a fun weekend with dad," Matt teased.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Oh, it won't be just daddy General. I'll have to suffer through a dinner with dear old dad, the great Air Force General Albert Wesker and his buddy, Navy General Kenneth Sullivan and listen to them go on and on about how either the Navy or Air Force would be so much better for one's career," Jake grumbled. "But my mom's dying wish was that I make an effort to reconnect with daddy dearest...so I'm making an effort...just this one effort."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"That sounds like a dinner I very much should be a part of, Jake," a naked Krauser said boldly as he strolled into the lab.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Who the fuck are you?" Matt demanded. "This lab is off limits, so get the fuck out of here before I call the MPs!"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Feel free to make that call. The more the merrier. But first things first. Jake, let me introduce myself. I'm Sergeant Jack Krauser, but soon you and your friend will be calling me 'master'."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]After swinging by a thrift store to grab some clothes for their master, the cops took Chris to the crime scene. He jumped out of the patrol car and raced towards the alley blocked off by crime scene tape. An officer was about to stop him from entering the alley, but there was no need. The medical examiner had just finished his preliminary review of the body in its discovered state, and his crew was placing the filled body-bag on the gurney. As it rolled passed him, he politely asked to see if it was one of his men. He already knew the answer; partially because the size of the body sealed up, but there was something else. He just had a strange sense of knowing that one of his offspring was gone.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]When the bag was unzipped and he saw Richard Aiken's pale face, the muscular colonel felt his legs weaken and he almost fell to the ground.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I take it you knew the victim?" a voice said behind him. "Agent Chuck Greene with the FBI. I'd like to ask you a few questions if you don't mind."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"What happened to him?" Chris asked, still shaken but slowly turning to see who was questioning him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"We're not sure. There was some evidence of a fight that took place last night some time. He had defensive wounds, but that doesn't seem to be the cause. It looks like a stroke, maybe. Was he taking any drugs...steroids perhaps?"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"NO!!! Fuck you for asking. He was staff sergeant in the U.S. Air Force. He was an honorable man and a great friend."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Sorry, but I had to ask. He was just a lot bigger than most men...er...muscle-wise, I mean." Agent Greene explained.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I thought steroids gave men tiny dicks. I've seen him in the locker room...and he wasn't tiny. That should have been your first clue, Chuck!"[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"That's Agent Greene to you mister."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"And that's Colonel Chris Redfield to you. If you have any more questions, I'd recommend sending someone else a bit more observant than you to ask them." the heartbroken hero responded before walking off.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"We're not done...Gawddammit!! Hey! Who let the press through?!? You men, get them out of my active crime scene!" Agent Greene yelled out.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Colonel Redfield. I overheard what my partner asked you. I'm sorry. He can be a bit blunt. I promise that we will get to the bottom of this. If you can think of anyone who would have wanted to hurt your friend, please call me. I'm Agent Piers Nivans, by the way," he said as he handed the colonel his card.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]Chris looked over and saw the kind, handsome face of the young agent and smiled slightly. He had an intensity in his eyes that seemed to reassure Chris that his promise would be kept.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Thank you, Agent Nivans. I'll call if I can think of anything." the colonel replied and then walked across the street towards the hotel.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Unbeknownst to the hero, the cameraman with the news crew had been filming his discussion with both agents and it had been aired live on TV.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Back in remote ranger station, Barry and the others were still reeling from the loss of their friends to the alien attack when Brad turned up the volume on the TV. They watched the news footage of the body found in the alley, but what caught everyone's attention was the muscle-bound man seen in the background, and then seen walking towards the Phorsette Inn.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]"Men! The universe is on our side. I am positive he is one of them, and apparently now they are killing people. I believe our next course of action is to apprehend that guy and interrogate him to find out exactly what they have planned for the human race. Are you with me?" Barry proclaimed boldly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"HELL YEAH!!" the group responded in unison.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Um...But one question. How do we take down someone as big as him?" Ellis inquired.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"With these!" the park ranger responded as he hoisted up his answer.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]At the inn, Chris had learned from the hotel manager and his offspring, Elliot Renon, that the other men had followed his orders and left that morning to start recruiting more soldiers. As he contacted each member of his team and told them about Aiken, his message was the same, "The war has begun. And our enemy has drawn first blood. Be on your guard, but our first mission remains the same. Increase our ranks while trying to track down the M'xcoatl."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]It was the first time since seeing T'lelox in the cave that Chris was truly overwhelmed. He had all of the aliens memories and knew what the enemy was capable of, but the shit just became real...and he was the leader of mankind's defense. It was up to him to save the planet.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"Fuck...I need a shower, some food and some sleep. We'll save the world tomorr..."[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver][KA-WHAM!!!][/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"What the fuc....[BZZZZZZZKRRRTTZZZZZ]...EEEEAAAAaaaa..." the hero exclaimed before being electrocuted by several heavy duty cattle prods.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Barry and the C.A.U.C. fighters dragged the captive out the door, down the back stairwell and shoved him into their van, struggling to hold up his incredible weight the whole way. Once the door slid closed, they raced off towards their base of operations.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Agent Nivans had remembered a few others questions he wanted to ask the colonel before heading back to the office to type up his report, or that was the excuse he used to justify seeing that amazing physique once more. But when he got to his room and saw the door had been kicked in and the room abandoned, the young agent got a sick feeling in his gut and knew these two incidences had to be connected.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]_____[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Back at the remote ranger station, the hero woke up to discover himself chained to a chair in a dark room. He struggled to free himself, but because of his overly energetic day along with a lack of proper nourishment, he was weaker than normal.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=silver]"I see you're awake, freak. You will tell us what you did with our friends at the bar and what you sick alien bastards have planned for our world...or we will slice that monster out of your gut!" Barry said menacingly as he flicked on the light; waving around a large machete.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]Surrounded by a dozen armed men, a weakened Colonel Chris Redfield found him out-numbered, out-gunned and running out of time.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=silver]To be continued...[/COLOR]

[baldwolf]

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