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Jason Preston was a geek; he knew that from the beginning and it rarely ever bothered him. Sure he had been called names throughout most of his childhood and all the way up into college, but he had always kept a positive attitude and rarely let such things bother him. Instead he focused his energy on the good things in his life which was how he had the close friends he did and the career in graphics design that put him a few steps away from his true goal of drawing and designing comic books. He had always loved the superhero comics the best and the bedroom slash office of his small apartment complex certainly reflected that with movie posters and action figures.

"Unngh, I can't believe it's already two in the morning." He muttered to himself as he put down his inking pen. It was a Saturday night and he had already put several hours into a comic that he had tried to conceptualize for months, but every time he thought he had gotten somewhere he found himself bored with the trope he used and tried again. Whether it was the characters, the settings, or the plot something always caught him up in the first few pages and caused him to start over. This night was no different, as he looked down at the panels he had created a familiar sense of disappointment at his opening scene.

As Jason got up from his seat he resolved in his mind to get a fresh start on it tomorrow, but in the back of his head he knew he was probably going to once more scrap the whole thing. He wasn't a perfectionist by any stretch of the imagination but he wanted to create something that would truly make a difference in the genre of the superhero. Nothing he created seemed good enough, and as he stared up at the poster of one of his favorite movies 'The Lightbringers vs. the brotherhood of Darkness' he wondered if he would ever have the ability to put his work in the same pantheon as the greats before him.

He was so preoccupied with his thoughts he didn't hear the dull thud of a black, spherical object that landed on his balcony. After a few bounces the shiny solid surface rippled, then the entire shape lost its consistency and seemed to melt into a puddle. In the next second the same puddle coalesced into an alien, amorphous blob and meshed itself through the screen door, then stopped for a second as it heard a strange noise. A thin tendril raised up and wiggled in the air as Jason began to snore, the human's fatigue had finally caught up with him and he had passed out on the bed. That was most advantageous for the invading creature that slowly crawled its way across the carpet and onto his bed...

While Jason slept he began to dream that he stood in front of a crystal podium in front of the Lightbringers, who all looked down at him in judgment. "Jason Preston." The leader said from his throne at the center of the table. "You wish to join our elite group, yet you have shown us no aptitude that would qualify you to join us. What say you?"

"I... I know that I don't have any superpowers, or anything like that, but I know that I can find some way to help." Jason tried to defend himself. "You wouldn't regret it, and perhaps with your training I could develop my own. I am very creative... or at least... I think I am, and you always say that there is power hidden deep within us all."

"This is very true." The imposing man replied. "You do have a great potential within you, unfortunately it is filled... with darkness." His words caused Jason to step back slightly in terror as the leader of the Lightbringers pointed his finger at him. "Therefore we have decided that you will be detained at Malaxin to prevent you from harming humanity."

Malaxin!? No!!" Jason shouted as he clutched his chest. "That's the prison you keep the brotherhood in! I'm not evil, I swear!" His pleas seemed to fall on deaf ears though as a portal of void opened beneath him, tentacles of darkness rose up from the rift and began to drag him downward. He could feel the pressure of the phantom appendages against his wrists and neck as the tentacles wrapped around him, his legs grew cold when they disappeared into the void. All he could do was call out that he made a mistake, but another tentacle quickly stifled him when it wrapped around his mouth. His body strained against the bonds as the darkness swiftly rose up to engulf him, his eyes widening as he felt the coldness press against his face...

Jason awoke with a start, and for a second all he saw was darkness as he still struggled to breathe. A few seconds later though he was able to breathe again, his chest heaved heavily as he took a few seconds to compose himself. He still couldn't see anything though, which was strange because both his clock and several of his posters glowed enough to see around his room. When he brought his hands up to his eyes something felt extremely unnatural and for the first time he realized that something was on him. His pulse quickened as he stumbled around for his light to see what was happening, and when he finally managed to get the light on his vision was only slightly improved. It was enough for him to look down and see what was on his hands though what he saw defied anything he had seen.

His hands were covered in what appeared to be a shiny black substance all the way up to his elbows and as he continued to watch the strange substance continued to spread upwards. The rubbery material wasn't just on his hands either, string of the latex trailed not only to his partially covered chest and up towards his face. In a panic he got off of his bed and ran to the mirror in his closet to see the extent of what was happening and saw the coverage was worse than he thought. His boxers were completely gone as he stood there naked, nearly the entirety of his lanky, slightly pudgy frame covered with what looked like rubber. The hair on his head and body were completely engulfed and he could feel the strange material continue to press towards the now-exposed flesh of his back.

The first thing Jason tried to do was call out for help, but as he opened his mouth thick strands of rubber stretched between his lips and snapped them shut. The latex not only closed his mouth but cover it completely, leaving his face almost completely blank. When he tried to run a similar event happened to his legs and caused him to fall to the floor with a loud thud. Even as he crawled the rubber on his sides and his underarms fused together which only allowed him to wiggle slightly as the alien continued its assimilation.

As Jason laid there immobile he quickly realized that it wasn't only the outside of his body the thing was after. He could feel the latex material push into his body from his nose, his mouth, and his ass, and as it pressed against his prostrate he could feel his member begin to rise despite himself. When struggling had run its course his first thought was that he was going to die from some sort of strange parasite and that come morning the only thing that they would find was his bones. Since he stopped fighting though he noticed small, but hopeful signs, like the creature could have easily suffocated him by now but as the latex bulged out his throat it seemed to pump air directly into his lungs. All his limbs and organs seemed to be working too, though he couldn't move his neck to see he could still feel everything from the cool night air to the cheap carpeting that his completely encased body laid on.

Finally, you've calmed yourself. A voice said in Jason's head. Jason tried to say something back, but he couldn't even move his lips as the alien presence continued. Let's take a look, shall we?

Jason gasped internally as he felt his body get up without his permission, the rubber-coated limbs disengaged from his body to help. It was a surreal sensation that only increased as he watched the creature that covered him rub his hands down his body, which shuddered from the feel of rubber on rubber. It was hard to see what had happened to him aside from being covered in head to toe in inky blackness, but when the alien stepped into the moonlight and the reflection of his mirror everything became terrifyingly clear.

The only thing that seemed to remain of his old body was roughly the humanoid shape, every other unique identifiers about him were erased by the black latex. The flab that had accumulated on his body over the years from a poor diet and being confined to his drawing board had disappeared, replaced with lithe, toned muscle the bulged in all the right places as the creature continued to examine itself. You're quite welcome. The alien mocked as it rubbed the tips of his fingers down his taut abs and around the head of his rubbery member, which had also gained a bit of length and girth. This vessel is now... adequate enough to continue my mission, congratulations on being my first created drone."

The words continued to swirl around in Jason's mind in disbelief as the alien leaned him forward and looked at what used to be his face. The rubber had covered over his every hole and left it completely smooth, no lips, nose, hair, or even ears were on it anymore. He looked like one of those poorly made mannequins at the mall, though in his mind his looks weren't a huge loss to him anyway. What mattered to him most was wrestling control of his body away from the alien creature and he began to reach out his own consciousness while the rubber parasite continue to admire his own handiwork.

Alas, enough gawking, it's time to spread. The alien said as he stood Jason's body back upright, stretching his limbs out in unnatural ways. I suppose this building will be a good enough start, once I have a floor's worth of drone's the rest of the facility should-"

The alien's planning was cut short as Jason finally found what he was looking for and caused his own leg to fall asleep and cause his body to topple forward. Yeah, take that! He thought to himself in triumph.

That wasn't very nice. The alien replied with a growling tone as he tried to hoist himself back up. Just as he was about to be able to walk again Jason quickly made the other leg go numb, and once more the two tumbled forward onto the carpet with a loud thud. Stop that!

You're just mad because I figured out how to stop you. Jason replied, realizing that the alien could read his thoughts as a form of communication. Even though I can't control my whole body you have to give me some power over it or else I'll die, it's just like in volume five issue two of the Lightbringer Chronicles where Judgment is possessed by the evil-

I know. The alien replied bitterly. I saw your memories when we merged, your mind is filled with these 'comic books' and not much else, practically useless in that regard. Now stop fighting me and let me begin my assimilation of your species, or else...

Jason could feel the anger of the alien now, and that caused him even more hope since he seemed to gain a little more control over his body then before. He knew it wouldn't last though, every time he pushed against the creature's dominance over him he could feel the resistance grow stronger, which meant if he didn't think of something soon he would be forced to potentially end the human race... end the human race... as those words rang though his head he began to thought about what his heroes would do if they faced such insurmountable odds. Through that line of thinking he suddenly had an idea begin to form, something very risky but if done correctly could not only free him but also give him something he had never dreamed of before.

Hey, I have a proposition for you. _Jason said as the alien creature struggled to get his body to his feet one more time, his rubbery limbs grew still and he could tell that he had gotten its attention. _If you let me fulfill my greatest fantasy then I will hand over control of my body to you when it's over. I would like to have one last hurrah before you force me to become the instrument of destruction of humanity.

If the alien had lips it would have smiled at what the human offered. It wasn't the first time that a host would ask of something in exchange for betraying their kind, and usually since it was sexual in nature it would allow it to not only gain complete control of the host's body for less effort but also immediately convert one of his own with little to no resistance. Very well human. The alien replied evilly. Tell me what you desire and if I can I will make it happen, then you will give up and let me control this form to its end.

Alright, then let me ask you this. Jason replied, ecstatic that the alien was going along with his plan. You altered my body to get rid of the fat and add muscle, can you use that ability for more... exotic changes?

Of course, your pathetic fleshy form is no match for my superior abilities. The alien gloated. Let me guess, you want two or more of your pleasure organs, or the ability to completely control them like a tentacle? Something along that line?

No, I want you to look over my bed. Jason replied, watching as his field of vision, which was even wider then before when he actually had eyes, turned towards his poster. I want you to turn my body into one of those and let me fight crime for one night, then as soon as the sun rises I'll concede my body to you to use as you wish. Deal?

The alien took a second to consider the offer; he had intended to change his host's body into something more predatory once his spirit had been crushed, but the human's will proved rather indomitable. He could sense that Jason had a strong sense of honor, which was fine for him since it meant he would likely make good on his deal. Alright human, you got one night. The creature said with a mental sigh, hating having to wait for something that normally came to him the second he found a suitable host to conquer a planet. Do what you feel you have to, but once the sun comes up your dalliance is over, and if you try to tell anyone about this I will crush you and find a more willing subject.

Jason felt his anxiety spike as he heard the icy chill of the threat, then voiced his approval. Even though he knew that he had only bought himself a couple of hours he knew that it was longer then the back and forth that no doubt would have lasted a few minutes at most. He started to think about what to do next when he suddenly had a feeling of vertigo, and once it passed he was stunned to see that he had control of his body once more. The first thing he did was feel his new body, though it no longer felt like his own as he ran his rubber-covered fingers together. As he did though he was shocked as the tips began to stretch out into points.

What, you told me to pick one of the beings from the poster. The alien sneered. _ I just decided on something that I would like as well._

"But you picked the Obsidian Dragon." Jason growled, his voice deeper as a slit appeared on his blank face to let the sound out. It stretched out far beyond his normal mouth before his lower face began to push out, forming into a very familiar muzzle as he felt sharp, curved teeth slide out of his rubbery gums. "Obsidian Dragon is the main VILLIAN."

Is he now? The alien replied in mock innocence as Jason fell to his knees, his erect cock throbbed as rubbery ridges formed on it. He wasn't in pain, in fact his entire body writhed with pleasure as he felt his feet push out into large reptilian paws and his toes merge into three large digits tipped with thick talons. If you think this feels good just wait until you have your first convert, pushing that thick tool of yours into their body as-

"Shut up!" Jason said in defiance, though one clawed hand had already wrapped around his cock and begun to stroke it as he felt the muscles in his back bunch up. He let out a low groan despite himself as he felt his new wings burst from his back with a mighty flap, then fold tightly around him that gave them the appearance of a cloak draped around his body. His already impressive muscles grew even more as he fell to his back, both hands now on his tool as scales began to form in the thick rubber. As he looked down to see himself jerk of he saw his legs flail in the air as his knees snapped in the opposite direction, giving him a digigrade stance.

The alien could sense Jason's lust spiking and decided to provoke it even further, and the former human suddenly felt a pull on the base of his spine. A nub appeared on his lower back that quickly snaked out into a powerful rubber tail which whipped around a few times before it doubled back and pressed the tip between his muscular butt. Jason's still developing muzzle stretched open wide as the slick appendage pushed its way easily into his body, the first few inches sliding in with a wiggling motion that caused his entire form to spasm. He had never tried anything down there before and couldn't believe his first intimate experience was about to be with himself and an alien as the tail continued to go deeper and deeper into him.

Jason could feel his climax building as his rubbery form quivered with the last of his changes, feeling the alien's presence now focus fully on his head. As his own tail continued to penetrate him he let out a loud roar, one hand digging its claws into the floor while the other pumped his huge cock for everything its worth. At the same time a pair of dark horns slid from where his ears used to be as the last of his face twisted to its more reptilian configuration, black drool leaking from his muzzle as his new draconic face was scrunched in pure agonizing pleasure. Finally the alien brushed against his prostrate and Jason roared, his eyes opening to reveal thin pupil slits against silver eyes as black cum rushed out of his cock and onto his chest. He came for several minute, the liquid latex cum reabsorbing into his body as his tail wiggled deeply inside himself and caused him to orgasm even more.

Even the alien was blown back by the force of the new rubbery dragon's pleasure, both of them unable to do anything but grunt and flex their new muscles before their body finally began to calm down. When his climax did subside Jason looked down and watched as his huge tool looked like it began to shrink, only to find with some relief that it was merely retreating into a slit on his groin. When it was completely inside him all that he could see on his groin was a large bulge, and when he was finally able to move again he rubbed the area to find nothing but smoothness.

"Well that's one way to become a superhero I guess." Jason said as he stood up. As he started to talk back towards the mirror he realized with some embarrassment that nearly a foot and a half of tail was still embedded in him. He gripped the wood of the nearby desk and caused it to splinter as he withdrew it from himself, then once he had regained his composure stood up once more and looked at the mirror. "It's... perfect."

Jason just stared at the midnight black dragon that was reflected in the mirror, his cut pectorals and eight-pack perfectly proportioned and covered with black rubber scales. "I'm... a dragon..." he said in awe as he stepped closer, bringing up one of his claws and pulling down the thin lip of his muzzle to reveal a set of sharp fangs. "Obsidian Dragon..."

Yes, a right proper villain form if you ask me. The alien said in his mind as he continued to try and push the former human to his side of things. Could certainly embrace the role, live your last night of control with a bang. If you do a good enough job perhaps I could even see us working in tandem to-

"This is great!" Jason proclaimed gleefully, which stopped the alien dead in his tracks. "Classic superhero stuff!"

Wait, what? The alien replied in confusion.

"It's a supervillain turned hero motif, a bad guy realizing that his powers could be used to serve the greater good in order to better the mankind he has wreaked havoc upon!" Jason explained, which would have caused the alien's jaw to drop if he had control of it as he saw his plan backfire. "The greatest characters are those that try and seek redemption, and tonight that redemption will be at my claws."

You know what, fine. The alien replied in mild anger._ Go ahead and have your fun, it's only for one night anyway._

Jason couldn't help but have a grin cross his muzzle; not only was he going to live his dream but he was actually starting to wear down the alien inside him. "You know, there are a lot of stories where the alien and human team up." He commented while he walked out onto his balcony and gripped the rails, feeling the rush of adrenaline at what he was about to do. "They're called 'symbiotes', and instead of trying to destroy humanity you could protect it, find out that doing great things for others is far more satisfying than merely conquering a planet."

I highly doubt that. The alien rebuked. But keep trying, if you are so inclined to waste your time.

"Maybe I will." Jason replied, which he could tell only angered the alien further. "What's your name, anyway?"

My kind have no need for names. _ The alien replied. But since you're going to insist upon it, just call me... Sidian._

"Look at you, getting into this whole thing already!" Jason said with a laugh as he leapt off the balcony and took to the air, the wind whipping against his face as he flapped his powerful wings and took to the night sky. "You know, I bet that you and I are going to save humanity, and you're going to enjoy every second of it."

Jason could immediately sense a note of tension in Sidian as they flew over the city skyline. Yes, about that...

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In the dark office of one of the many skyscrapers of the city a slurping sound could be heard, which came from the mouth of a young human male with a huge black member that slid between his darkening lips. "Good, very good." The huge, hulking beast that sat in the leather chair growled as he watched black rubbery fur begin to sprout from the human's cheeks as he sucked on the large cock like it sustained his life. "I'm so glad that you decided to work late Artie."

"Yes master." The human replied, taking his mouth off only for a second before he dived back down on the fleshy spire. The creature that sat there used to be Darren Hartford, CEO of a major company that had gone to the roof of the building for a smoke break at the same time a black blob came down and landed a few feet away from him. The alien creature wasted no time and latched itself onto the human, who struggled in a futile effort to remove it from his body. As the creature invaded his brain he saw that this particular being had a lust for power and control, which it manipulated upon to get what it wanted. In the end it didn't have to try very far, Darren was more than willing to give up his humanity as well as humanity itself in exchange for being one of the harbinger's of its destruction and enjoy all the bounties that it would provide.

Where the human had sat less than hour ago a large rubber werewolf had taken its place, though it still partook of his human pleasures with a glass of brandy in one hand and a cigar in the other while one of his junior staffers serviced him. "Ah, the finer things." The alien said as he felt Darren's subconscious focus solely on the pleasure of the male between his thick, furry thighs as Artie's face began to lengthen every time he pulled back on his massive member. "What a fortunate find, if I'm careful I should have no trouble conquering this building... and then in one swift stroke we will pour out and spread like a plague until this entire planet is ours."

The werewolf's newest convert could only nod in agreement before he was pulled off, his lupine muzzle stretched in lustful need as his unnaturally long tongue stretched down to attempt to wrap around it. Instead the alien picked him up and slammed him on his stomach across the desk, shredding his pants and grasping the already expanding hips of the wolf-headed human and plunging his cock deeply into him. As he felt the body beneath him willingly receive his conversion with nothing more than a whimper and groan the alien looked out the large bay windows with his solid black eyes. "Hope things are going just as well for you, my friend." He said with a smirk as grabbed the growing tail and plowed into the howling rubber werewolf beneath him, whose own eyes grew black, his mind and body taken by the alien as the first of many to come.