First Contact, July 23rd 2011, 5:56 AM
#7 of First Contact
Warning! This story is about Transformation and Cock Vore! It also contains relationships and sex between men! You have been warned!
July 23rd 2011, 5:56 AM
John awoke to the sensation of the massive cock inside of him gushing another huge load into his ass. His moaning and grunting woke Pat who had been sleeping for most of the night. John smiled as he looked at the handsome young man in his arms. "Pat" John whispered and shook him, "Pat, it's time to wake up"
Pat's eyes fluttered open and he looked across the hills and valleys of John's muscles at the man's face. "Oh" he said and then added "Ohhhh shit" as his cock pumped a huge glob of cum into John who grunted with pleasure.
"How the hell are you doing that?" John asked and smiled at Pat.
"I don't know, I just do it" Pat lied. He knew full well what the massive monster in John's ass looked like and what it loved to do the best.
"I better get back downstairs before your dad wakes up kid" John said and Pat nodded.
Pat willed his cock to pull in the tube and mouth before he tried to pull out of John. It was right about then that he realized something was wrong. As more and more tube pulled into his cock Pat got the feeling that some of the crazy pleasure he remembered from last night had been more than just cumming over and over into John. "Holy shit" John said as Pat slowly extracted his cock. As more and more cock pulled out of John's ass Pat realized that he had a big problem on his hands. Where once before his cock had been a foot long it was now easily a foot and a half not counting the mouth tube inside it.
Pat looked down at his huge member laying on the bed between him and John. Not only was he longer but he was putting some girth on as well. He realized that he probably couldn't even reach his hand around his cock anymore! John looked down at the foot and a half of meat laying spent on the bed in shock, "Damn kid! Are you bigger?"
"That's crazy, you just didn't notice it all before" Pat said as he reached down to hold the massive cock up so John could look at it.
John shook his head and fought the urge to suck Pat's monster tool down his throat. "I'm going to get something to eat" He said as he got up and started collecting his clothes.
Pat watched the man as he gathered his things. Was John bigger now? It seemed impossible but his muscles did look bigger and they bulged a lot more than they had before. "Hey muscles" Pat said getting John's attention and leaning back as his cock bobbed in the air between them, "Can I expect some company tomorrow night?"
John's eyes followed that massive member as if he was mesmerized. "Sure thing kid" he said and shook his head, "I'd love to get ass fucked like that again. You're an animal Pat"
With that John put his clothes back on and left. Pat got up out of bed and made his way over to his bathroom. Pat looked in the mirror as he forced his cock to push out to its full length. "Holy shit!" Pat said as more and more of the tube pushed out. It seemed impossible but the tube was as long as his cock itself bringing Pat's new total to three feet of hungry arm sized cock.
Pat also noticed that the hard growths on the end of his cock were getting longer and sharper now. Also another three had begun to grow between the first three. They were just as hard and flexible as his larger ones and Pat decided to call them tusks because of how they looked. Pat also noticed that the bumps along the first half of his cock had erupted during the night spilling out millions of thick black hairs. The hair was so thick that it obscured the skin beneath it in a black mat of thick fur like hair. Pat ran his hand through the hairs and noticed right away that they were responsive to touch and seemed to be able to move somehow. The hairs would stretch around his fingers as best as they could attempting to pull them into the thick mat they created.
As weird and crazy as it was Pat still didn't feel too bad about it. He liked his huge monster cock and even though Pat felt like he was going crazy for thinking about it he was wondering if he could eat live animals instead of leftovers like usual.
Pat somehow managed to fit himself into a pair of his dad's jeans noting that they didn't feel long enough in the legs. Had he gotten taller? Regardless Pat snuck through the house without alerting anyone to the fact that he was gone. Pat ran towards the woods arriving just in time to hear his dad getting into the car.
The forest was downright cold this time of year, but Pat was determined to hunt something with his cock. At first he kept it in his Jeans, but he quickly found it too constraining for comfort. Pat shucked the pants going commando through the woods. As soon as his cock met the open air it seemed to quiver with excitement. Pat watched as a huge glob of pre slid out of his tusked cock head, dropping to the ground and covering a small plant with his potent slime. Pat felt something strange along the side of his cock where the hair was growing. Along the skin that had grown along the top of his cock were too extra large growths of hair. As Pat watched his cock he noticed the hairs standing on end and something like a gas or a fine liquid mist start spraying into the air.
In just a few seconds a potent and disgusting smell hit Pat's nose. It was like the funk of his room but a million times stronger! He waved his hands trying to disperse the smell but his cock kept spraying the shit into the air regardless. Eventually he got used to the smell and resumed his trek through the woods.
Pat was in a large open field resting for a moment when he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. As he turned to face the intruder his cock jutting out towards whatever unfortunate creature had decided to approach him. A small coyote appeared before Pat, walking out of the tall grass with a dazed look on its face. Pat's cock started spraying again as a huge glob of pre pushed out of its mouth. Pat watched in awe as the animal was drawn to his massive tool and then to the sweet smelling pre. The Coyote quickly buried it's nose against the source of the Pre which was all Pat's cock needed to close the trap.
"Oh... oh no!" Pat said in horror as his cock started to push over the head of the coyote quickly pulling the dog into its flexing throat. "That's not food!" Pat tried to protest, but his hungry cock didn't care. The swallowing had never felt this good before and Pat sure as hell would have never thought to feed his cock a dog! Hell he wanted a bunny or something small for his first meal!
As more and more coyote was pulled into his hungry member the skin and muscle stretched tight around the meal. The pleasure was unbearable and Pat dropped to his knees as he was unable to remain standing. It wasn't until the nose of the dog hit his balls that Pat realized how big this meal was. He struggled to stand, hauling his fat engorged cock and balls up and staggering towards a small stand of trees.
Pat collapsed again inside the tiny amount of space between the trees laying down as the pressure in his sac got greater and greater. The animal didn't even struggle as Pat's balls went to work converting its body to thick gray goo. His body practically ripped the dog apart in barely contained sexual bliss. All three feet of cock lay spent on the ground for a while before a new sensation began building inside the poor boy.
As soon as his body had completely digested it's meal it started to shoot thick rope like seed from his cock head. Pat's member twitched and thrashed madly as it coated the trees he lay beside in thicker and thicker strings of cum. Pat watched in mute horror as his cock wove an almost cocoon like structure around him. Near the end of the crazy orgasmic experience Pat shot a massive load straight up at the top of his cum cocoon. The huge tower of cum got thicker and thicker connecting with the ground below Pat's cock making another column of cum like the one that was in his closet.
This must have been exactly how he had covered his closet a few nights ago! Even after the cocoon was complete Pat's cock continued to pump cum into the tower it had made. Meanwhile something began to happen to the gray walls of his cocoon. Pat watched as thick black hairs began to push out of the drying cum all around him. At first they were thin but in a few moments they quickly got thicker and more numerous until the gray of the cocoon walls was lost to the black of the hairs. Pat felt a pleasant warmth wrap around him as the hairs grew. The mass of cum and black hair eventually spread under Pat pushing him up and off of the forest floor.
The hairs were coarse but warm to the touch. The cocoon quickly became warm and comfortable lulling Pat into a gentle slumber. His cock remained imbedded in the thick column keeping his steady supply of cum feeding the strange cocoon, but also keeping it from making a mess around him. The black hairs grew longer and longer wrapping around Pat's body as he slept. They began to push into the skin on his back and after sleeping in the cocoon for a few hours Pat's back was starting to change.
Muscle and bone shifted as Pat slept. Thick black hairs sprouted from his shoulders spreading across his upper back. Beneath the mat of thick fur like surface something began to grow and push out of Pat's back. Two short arm like limbs quickly formed and pushed out of Pat's back. They were covered in the same thick black hair as his upper back and as Pat slept they began to grow both muscle and bone.
Pat's cock also developed while he slept. The thick black hairs began to spread until they covered almost all of the surface of his cock skin. Pat grew a good foot in length while he slept bringing him to two feet of base cock and tube. The pleasure that wracked Pat's body began to corrupt his brain becoming an almost addictive high. Pat dreamed of John and himself entwined in each other's arms sucking and fucking their brains out until at long last they were empty and spent.
A particularly powerful explosion of cum from his four foot cock awoke Pat from his slumber. Pat groaned as he sat up pulling out of the mass of hairs entwined around him. The inside of the cocoon was pitch black but somehow Pat could sense the space around him. Every little hair in the cocoon was relaying information to his brain making the whole structure feel like it was part of him.
Pat shook his head as he stood and stretched. It was right about then that he felt something strange on his back. As he reached over his shoulder to touch the strange things protruding from his back his hand connected with his new appendages. At once Pat realized these things were connected to his body. He felt the thick hair covering his new arm like limbs and with little effort he stretched his new limbs around getting a feeling for their length and how they moved.
After calming himself down Pat pulled his cock back into its sheath noting that it seemed much larger now and it hung lower against his legs. Pat began to push against the side of the cocoon willing it to open for him. To his surprise the hairs seemed to pull apart to allow him to leave their warm embrace.
Even in the cool afternoon air of the forest Pat couldn't help but feel relaxed. It was like his brain just didn't want to care about the two feet of cock hanging from his waist and the two new arms on his back. Pat stretched again pushing his back arms to their full length and enjoying the sensation of stretching their muscle and tendons. Pat moved them over his shoulder next so he could see them.
They were covered in black hair just like he had figured out in the cocoon, but they seemed much stronger than his front arms. The end of the arm had three thick fingers with long claws on the tips. They looked like they could easily cut through flesh and bone, but Pat thought that they had another purpose other than self defense.
Once he was bored of examining his new arms Pat decided to make his way back home. Oddly enough it seemed that nobody was home anymore so he just snuck up to his room. Pat took the opportunity to examine his new arms in his bedroom mirror. It was then that he noticed something strange about them. A thin membrane of skin was developing along another four fingers that were growing down and away from the thick clawed fingers on top of the arm. After inspecting it more closely Pat decided they were growing into a wing like configuration. These arms weren't arms as all! They were wings! Now Pat was excited. Wings only meant one thing, flying!
They weren't nearly big enough for that yet though, so for now Pat practiced pushing them flat against his back. The thick fur growing back there could easily wrap around his new appendages and it almost made him look normal when he wore a shirt. Things just looked a little bumpy back there, but Pat was sure nobody would notice if he was careful in public. Pants on the other hand proved to be a bigger problem.
Pat raided his dad's room and eventually found some sweat pants. They were way to big in the waist, but their bulky folds at least hid his massive cock from sight. It was a crazy big bulge, but it wasn't too weird. At least now Pat could pass for slightly normal.
As the night wore on Pat's dad returned from work. He told a curious Pat that the FBI guys had been called away for some reason, but that they would be back tomorrow. Pat was a little disappointed but he could deal with it for now. Pat didn't eat dinner and his dad had some toast or something. As soon as Brian went to bed he snuck downstairs and threw open the fridge. Pat's cock surged up and out of his pants as it grumbled in hunger. It mostly ate anything now, but the eggs and milk tasted the best. After his hunger was sated Pat went back upstairs but not to his bed. Instead Pat opened his closet and looked at the thick black hairs covering the room. He smiled as he reached forward with his already drooling monster cock and pushed into the familiar warmth of the column in the center of the room. As if in response the hair in the room came alive and Pat felt his awareness spreading through the carpet of fur. Pat reached up with his back arms and grabbed the ceiling and pulled himself up. It just felt more natural to sleep hanging this way.
Through the night Pat's cock fed the cocoon in his closet. The crazy structure began to spread through the walls incorporating the physical structure of the house into itself. The fur in the room stretched and grew up from the floor and down from the ceiling to cover Pat in a thick warm blanket. As he slept this wings grew stronger and thicker while the black fur began to spread slowly across his skin creeping down his back like a slow thick carpet of fur.