Extraterrestrial

 “Let’s begin: Subject 37613. Male, twenty five years of age, found on a farm outside of Muscatine, Iowa. Height of five foot two, weight of one hundred and twelve. Physiology is... inadequate.” Baynil sat behind his console, observing the lanky young man abducted from his bed, now restrained and standing nude on the Anatomizer. The skinny little guy chattered incessantly on and on about how exciting it was to meet ‘aliens from another planet,’ as he’d read so often in his books. “Subject continues to attempt communication, now commencing immediate silencing for procedure accuracy.” Blathering even still, the man was unable to notice the mechanical arms descending from the ceiling, before everything went black. Baynil exhaled a sigh of relief, as the elastic hood which had been placed over his head tightened and quieted the irritation.

“Adryx, please take the subject’s vitals.” Another tall light green humanoid walked into the room, tying the mane of white tendrils behind his head. Striding over to the man, he pulled out a device from a cavity in the wall. He bent down, letting the slimy saliva from his mouth lubricate the device before allowing it to probe into his patient. The man groaned in pleasure as the warm, slimy probe entered his rectum, spinning and vibrating within. 

“All signs appear normal, baseline established.” Adryx peered closer at his subject, blinking his jet black eyes only once. “Respiratory functions appear stimulated, along with a significant rise in endorphins, just as the other male subjects before. Correlation to anal probing likely.” Pulling the probe out with a quiet ‘pop,’ Adryx stepped aside to the edge of the room, ready for the experiment to begin. “Subject ready for Corporeal Enhancements.”

Baynil finished recording the subject’s stats, and pressed a small blinking button on the console before him. In the test chamber, a cylindrical hoop descended from an opening in the ceiling. Adryx walked to the opposite side of the room, flipping a small switch. The hoop shook and beeped as it powered on, and a ring of black goo began to drip and hover within it’s center before solidifying into a shiny black sheet. For Baynil, it was purely a scientific endeavor, he watched apathetically, ready to record the results; however, for Adryx, he couldn’t help but feel a slight twinge of excitement... curiosity. Pulling down a heavy lever, the two watched as the ring of slime descended toward their humming subject.

As the slime approached the top of the elastic hood, the man could feel the heat and stretch of the liquid pull down atop his head. It continued it’s downward descent, slowed down by the drag of the stretching sheet of goo, as it tightly encased the man. Touching his bare skin upon his shoulders, the man moaned again in euphoria at the strange sensation of slimy, stretchy goo sliding down his body. His cock began to stir and stand at attention, stimulated by the pleasurable sensations. The ring continued downward, pinning his arms to his sides as it vacuum sealed his torso within the hardening sludge. Descending past his erect cock, the slime coated everything in it’s path, from his stick like legs to his scrawny toes before clicking into place at the bottom of the platform. From head to toe, the man was completely sealed inside of the rubbery cocoon.

Adryx strode over to the man, observing the fluid closer. Baynil’s secret compound was elastic and malleable to the touch, as Adryx pinched a porton of the man’s pointed nipples far beyond what human anatomy would allow, before it snapped back into place.

“Sarcophagus stage complete. Adryx, please continue to stage two.” Getting down to his knees, Adryx stared at the adequate cock before him. Grasping it in his slick, green palm, he took it into his mouth. The man would have shrieked at the sensation of the slippery mouth around his little member had he not been completely gagged by the rubber hood and second latexy skin around his head. As Adryx bobbed back and forth on the man’s cock, Baynil pressed the second button now aglow on the console. a small hose snaked out of the ground next to the cocooned man, before engulfing his ballsac into it’s suctioned mouth. In seconds, the slimy latex began to flow from the ground up the tube. As it reached his balls, the sensation of the liquid rushing into his body through his already pulsating scrotum was too much for the man as he shot his first load. Yet, as the cocoon functioned largely as a gigantic condom, it merely ballooned out against it’s rubbery confines. 

His body began to take shape, inflating with slime to nearly match the proportions of his experimenters. His legs stretched upward and added heavy musculature beneath the shiny rubbery skin. His feet filled out like water balloons, nearly doubling in size from his small size 7 to a solid size 13. Adryx continued his oral stimulation, even as the cock he was suckling on began to expand in both girth and length. His own slimy cock began to slither out of it’s cavernous slit, and before he could even know what he was doing, Adryx was pumping his own slippery cock. 

Baynil rolled his eyes, the carnal needs of the weak. He watched with interest as the man’s balls dropped, and his chest began to puff outward, his arms slowly inflating outward before snapping free of the torso. Large biceps gleamed as the man threw his hands behind his rapidly broadening neck and shoulders, as his head slowly felt the pressure of the goo penetrate into his head cavity.

Now mirroring the alien’s stature and musculature,  the man’s breathing increased rapidly as the slime around his ass shot upwards into his hole, and he shot his first load of free black cum down Adryx’s willing throat. Shooting his own black goo onto the drone’s feet, Adryx pulled himself from the engorged cock and smirked as he rubbed his seed into the man’s shiny, slick, wriggling toes. 

“Adryx, please return to your console, and prepare for dermal synthesis.” Gathering himself up out of the pond of black cum, he sloshed over to the beeping board. “Initiating Human Dermal veneer.” A second hoop appeared above the massive rubberized drone, this time with a fine mist spewing from it’s rims. As it descended over the drone, it painted the shiny black rubber with a slightly more matte beige skin tone. It descended down the man’s entire body, and stopped only momentarily at the drone’s feet to spray his sticky soles. It began to rise for it’s second coat, spraying intricate designs across the body, making it easy for the aliens to identify the subject upon his frequent returns. Coat number three fabricated hair, a curly black mane with furrowed brows, facial hair, a spattering of body hair to coincide. The computer merely synthesized what their species would appear like as human, after their assimilation of course. And the fourth round was a heavy triple coat of potent male pheromones, irresistible to any human lucky enough to come into contact with it. The thick wafting musk even affected poor Adryx, who’d forgotten to wear his protective mask. One sniff of the blank faced man had him burying his face in the man’s pits and licking his feet. 

“Final stage, cranial reprogramming.” Baynil dryly ignored his assistant’s thirsty display of attraction, and pressed the final flashing red button. A final small tube descended from the ceiling, with a wide phallic tip at the end. It positioned itself at the edge of the drone’s ear, before pushing forward into the canal. The drone’s malleable, rubberized body stretched easily to give way for the intrusion as a green liquid rushed down the tube into his head. Wave after wave of hot slime filling his brain, the drone’s mind was assimilated intact, merging his consciousness with the instructions of his creators. A confidence boost, a virile libido, a versatile duality of dominance and submission... But above all, a newfound appreciation for the Siragimine Intergalactic Federation. One final slorp and the tube retracted quickly into the ceiling, and the drone awakened for the first time, to see Adryx lapping furiously at his smelly feet.

“What are your orders, sir?” Hoping to curtail the growing carnal desires, Baynil droned over the speakers.

“Subject Alpha, you are the first of your kind. A hybridization of Humankind and Siragimine genetics. You are to be an ambassador to your people on our behalf. Show the humans what an alliance with the Siragimine can benefit them, and that the Universe is ready for your arrival.” 

“Affirmative, sir. My programming instructs me to recruit others for similar assimilation, should I commence?” Adryx looks up at the hunk, smirking with fervor.

“Affirmative, soldier.” The drone looks down and returns the cocky smirk. Adryx leads him out the door toward the transporter, where he would be beamed down to the surface. But not before a quick stopover in his quarters.

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“Listen, Jimmy. I told you Bourbon Street was that way. We’re not even close!” The loud, drunk tourist fiddled with the map on his phone, slagging down the sidewalk beside his drinking buddy. “Here, we turn here.” The two meander down a side street, before catching a whiff of the strangest, most alluring smell they’d ever experienced. 

“Over here, boys.” They turned their heads to the left, and leaning against the wall was a stud of a man, dressed only his his briefs. The scent of testosterone and sweat wafted from him, as he brought his knuckle to his chin. “You boys looking to have some fun?”