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Iām trying to prove a point to my dad.

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whatās that noise.Ā
sounds like a bunch of rocks hitting each other
iām going to check
theā¦ā¦. gargoylesā¦. I think they wereā¦ā¦. no, it couldnāt beā¦.
Make those rocks clap!
reblog if youāve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. Iām trying to see something
Every song is a chaleigh song if you have the courage for it.
Mako gives Raleigh her old ipod as a gift for him to listen to her favorite songs and Chuck trolls Raleigh by stealing it and replacing all the music with this song, files under different names.
It's the beginning of the famous post-pitfall prank war of the Hong Kong Shatterdome, said to had lasted a week because Herc loved to see his son having fun, 'til things were too far too fast (and half the Shatterdome got involved).
You did great with the last one, so how about this? I found this art for Star Wars' Finn/Poe:
And next thing i knew i was a fan of Dixon Dallas and his gay sex country songs and i encourage everyone to check him and hia songs out!
How about Raleigh singing this song about Chuck in the bar with dozens of men who work with them at the Shatterdome.
Chuck would go so fucking red in the face!
What do you think a potential afterlife reunion between Bilbo and Thorin would look like, if Bilboās pleas to Mandos and AulĆ« were successful?
Dwarves cannot leave AulĆ«ās halls, so Bilbo was allowed in to see Thorin
AulĆ«ās halls are strictly ādwarves only,ā so Thorin was released to see Bilbo
I prefer to think of it going like this:

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Every song is a chaleigh song if you have the courage for it.
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In space, no one can hear you moan.
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āDoc, Iām telling you, thereās something wrong with the captain. With all those other guys who went down there to check on that signal. They look normal, but when you really talk to themā¦ā
āParker I assure you, I gave every one of them a thorough examination when they came back from the surface of the planet.ā
āI know, I know⦠I told Sam the same thing when he first mentioned this. But look Doc, I think he might be onto something⦠I talked to Arthur and I really donāt recognize him anymore. They all keep saying that they havenāt found anything on that planet, but you donāt come back a completely different person only because of some ice storm. Maybe we should really think about contacting earth like Sam suggested⦠wait⦠Doc? What⦠what are you doing?ā
Parker saw the doctor turning his head slightly sideways, as if heād been listening to something, but the sick bay was completely silent, aside from the usual humming of medical equipment. He stood up and began heading towards the exit. The manner in which he walked was surprisingly swift, almost robotic, without any useless movements. When he reached the door he simply leaned towards the control panel and started pressing some buttons without even saying a word.
āDoc, talk to me. Whatās going on? What the hell are you doing?!ā
As soon as he was done tinkering with the door he turned around and began to undress while staring straight ahead with a perfectly expressionless face. Parker was shocked to discover that the man appeared to be completely naked underneath his lab coat. And what was even harder to believe, his entire body seemed to have started slowly growing in size as soon as he took it off.
āSorry, others might suspect something if I tear it apart like the last time⦠oh⦠oh my⦠if only you knew how good this feels⦠no longer having to hide itā¦ā
For the first time since he entered the medical bay Parker registered an actual change taking place on the doctorās face. His lips twitched slightly, his breathing getting louder and more frantic. Soon growing deeper and turning into wild, uncontrollable moans of arousal as his muscles continued to increase in size. For these first few moments Parker was still too shocked to do or say anything, still having trouble fully taking in what he was looking at. He saw the doctorās hardening cock rising from his crotch, just like his body, it was growing, already reaching nearly inhumanly large proportions. His huge, round nutsack started to slowly pulse and Parker suddenly screamed when he noticed something oozing out of the manās erect member. It was a jet black, tar like substance that quickly moved down his shaft, enveloping his entire crotch and began spreading across his body.
āThey canāt hear you⦠Iāve sealed us off⦠it shouldnāt take every longā¦ā
The doctor moaned as the black goo continued to cover up his body, everything it touched swelled up even further, his abs and thighs all becoming impossibly large and muscular. Parker screamed for help, he was an engineer, he knew how thick theyād built the walls on this ship, nobody would be able to hear him, and yet he still couldnāt help himself. Was that an alien life form? Some fucked up space virus? He had no idea, but it definitely terrified the shit out of him. He ran towards the nearest control screen, trying to see if he could somehow override this whole lockdown. Hearing the doctorās moans getting louder Parker turned his head towards him for a second, the black substance had already spread over his chest, inflating his pecs to an absolutely gigantic size. Nearly fully coating his arms, when he suddenly clenched his fists, flexing his gargantuan muscles to their limit and grunted as a large jet of the dark goo shot out of his long, throbbing member.
It splattered onto the floor in the middle of the room, but immediately began to coalesce, turning into a small puddle of liquid rubber. Parker gasped when he saw it move around as if it had a mind of its own, and then screamed when it began to rapidly advance towards him without any warning whatsoever. It was between his feet only a fraction of a second later. Without thinking, Parker tried to squish it with his boot, but it only crawled on top of it and then inside the leg of his pants. He could sense it travelling upwards on top of his skin, moving so swiftly that he didnāt even have a chance to try to seal it off. Felt it when it abruptly stopped and as it split in half, one part getting inside his ass, the other staying right over his crotch, and yet when he tore open his pants Parker still couldnāt believe his eyes when he found his cock covered by this paper thin sheath of perfectly black rubber.
Even despite the absolute shock and terror he was experiencing Parker still saw it getting harder, growing in size, together with his ballsack that already looked so much bigger than it was supposed to be. Parker instinctively reached out to wipe it off, but his hand only managed to move a few inches before he suddenly screamed, no, moaned as loud as he physically could when a series of powerful spasms paralyzed his entire body. It was nothing like heād ever experienced, leagues ahead of the strongest orgasm he could ever imagine, except rather than providing a single burst of pleasure it kept on going. Parker collapsed helplessly against the wall and was barely keeping himself on his feet when he noticed the monstrous, hulking figure starting to approach.
The doctorās transformation appeared to be nearly complete, the black substance had spread over his body all the way up to his now incredibly thick and short neck, enveloping it like a perfectly skin-tight bodysuit. Even though his face was still left completely uncovered, it had changed so much that Parker could barely recognize him. Looking much wider, more masculine, with a completely hairless, bald dome on the top of his head and a huge, black beard covering his mouth.
All Parker could do was helplessly thrash around as his body continued to writhe in pleasure when the giant lifted him up and turned him around. Grabbing him by his wrists and shoving him against the wall. Parker could see the black goo slowly creeping onto his skin around the doctorās grasp. His arms were already starting to look so alien as they were being swallowed by this stream of shiny, liquid latex, but at the same time the way they felt was like nothing heād experienced before. Each, tiniest muscle filled his mind with so much pleasure once they began to grow. Parker wanted to scream, but all he could do was moan as the doctorās massive member poured even more of the corruptive substance onto his back, changing him further. His own cock was starting to drip as well, the precum getting darker as his balls swelled up even more, completely enveloped by the black tar.
It wasnāt spreading as fast as in the doctorās case, but somehow that only made it more terrifying. The giantās body was so unbelievably strong that no matter how much he struggled, it still had no effect whatsoever Ā A part of Parker wanted it to be over already, another wished that this immense surge of endorphins coursing through his brain would never end. He did whatever he could to suppress it, but it only got stronger as his body continued to grow. Helplessly watching as his arms were being completely swallowed by the uniform, black surface, that made his muscles bulge, double, if not triple in size in a matter of seconds. Parker flexed them as hard as he could and realized that the rubber giantās arms had just moved, if only so slightly, for the first time since he caught him within his grasp. He pressed on, encouraged to fight, as suddenly the idea of breaking the doctorās hold didnāt seem so impossible to imagine anymore.
His arms grew wider the harder he pushed them, already nearly matching the latex giant in size, sets of muscles that Parker didnāt even know existed expanding across his back. He felt so strong, so turned on, that rush was absolutely intoxicating. His cock was spewing gallons of corrupted, jet black precum that immediately travelled across his body, changing it beyond recognition. Parker saw what was happening, his thighs becoming so wide he couldnāt even keep his legs right next to each other, muscles on his chest swelling to a truly inhuman, gigantic size, but he knew that he had to keep going. He was almost strong enough⦠soon he would be able to overpower his captor, push him against that wall and fuck him as hard as he wanted, fill him with all this liquid rubber that just kept on flowing out of his dick, do it over and over until he found a bit of release, no longer feeling so mindlessly horny anymoreā¦
Parker moaned as a large jet of his corrupted precum shot out across his chest⦠watching it merge with the black mass covering his chest turned him on so much⦠his pecs instantly increased in size, turning into two massive slabs of muscle that protruded out of his chest. It felt so good he wished they would never stop growing⦠it was almost unreal to see it flowing down his shaft, spreading everywhere, augmenting his body wherever it went⦠Parker could tell that it wouldnāt be long before heād completely submerged⦠and he could not wait, he wanted to be made perfect⦠just like the docā¦
He knew that these thoughts did not entirely belong to him, but for some reason he couldnāt bring himself to feel alarmed at all. It must have been that thing⦠it somehow got inside his head and was trying to control him. Parker could sense that it had a mind of its own, it was smart, way smarter than him or anyone else on this whole ship.
So many people had already been converted, not just the doctor or the initial expedition crew, dozens were under that thingās full control. Parker couldnāt even begin to imagine how it was possible, but he found himself connected to every last one of them. On some level he knew that this link had been there since the first drop of the black liquid had touched his skin, but back then it wasnāt strong enough yet. All it could carry over were some vague sensations that were gone as soon as they popped inside his head. And even now, they didnāt really differ from what he was experiencing himself⦠this thing made everyone so afraid, and so, so horny.
By now he could practically see through their eyes, almost read their thoughts⦠He instantly knew that the doctor had tricked him, there was never any chance that he could escape from here. By exerting himself so much, he only let it spread faster and take over his entire body. In his mind, Parker was still desperately attempting to bring himself to try to stop it, but he wasnāt the one in control anymore. It was that thing, the symbiote as the doctor called it in his thoughts, he was becoming merely a tiny part of it, just like the others. The goo was already creeping up his neck and he knew that it would only be moments before he would be completely submerged. Before he became like them, a drone ready to do anything it wanted in exchange for even a second of release after being kept in a state of overwhelming sexual arousal for what might as well feel like eternity. Not only was this nightmare never going to end, it was about to get unimaginably worse.
Parker heard all of those men begging for help as they watched how their own, enormous bodies broke out from under their control and started infecting their friends and fellow crew members. Turning them into horny, latex giants like themselves. Parker would never have suspected it, but the doctor was among them. So many had already merged with it to the point where they had become something else entirely, but he was still trying to resist it, a part of him was still human.
He could sense his shame and remorse over what heād done, but it was nowhere near enough to stop himself from placing his monstrous shaft between Parkerās asscheeks and coating them in the black tar, forcing them to grow, get big enough to fully take it in. Parker tried to scream when he rammed it inside him, but his mouth was already a part of the shapeless, black surface that was slowly swallowing his entire face. That gargantuan cock looked like it was big enough to split him in half, he thought it would hurt, but it was the oppositeā¦his hole was a perfect fit for it, as if his entire body was designed just for this.
The latex sheath tightened around his cock and slowly started to move, gently squeezing it as if he was being jerked off by some invisible hand. One that knew how to grip it just right, to make him feel as good as it was possible. His balls were churning, overflowing with the black, corruptive tar. There was so much of it, and he was already nearly as big as the doctor⦠soon he would have to start sharing it with others⦠Parker suddenly moaned and barely stopped himself from cumming at the thought aloneā¦. He now knew what this thing wanted him to do. Parker felt it taking over the doc completely and making him pound his ass even faster as the rubbery sheath continued to contract around his cock. His impossibly massive body writhed in pleasure as his head was bombarded with countless images of other men being fucked like he was. Until today there hadnāt been a single time he looked at a naked guy twice, but now, these bearded, hulking monsters made out of pure muscle were the hottest thing Parker could imagine. He wanted to become one of them and then spread it further, do anything the symbiote might have wanted just so he could continue to fuck and make others like him⦠Parker screamed as his cock suddenly started to shoot, rocking his body with the most powerful orgasm heād ever experienced.
An enormous torrent of shining, jet black cum erupted from its tip in every direction as the doctor pulled Parker closer against his massive, wide chest. Impaling him on the last few inches of his monstrously huge fuckstick, ensuring that not a single drop of the dark, corruptive liquid went to waste when he finally started to unload inside him as well. Parker was still moaning and writhing in pleasure, his cock shooting out the last volleys of cum, when he noticed a large pool of goo gathering at their feet. He tried everything he could to get away from it, but the doc firmly held him in his arms until it suddenly surged upwards like a huge wave, swallowing both of them, enveloping them in a huge, rubber cocoon.
Parker instinctively closed his eyes as everything went dark, he felt the doctor letting go of him, taking a step back and leaving him all alone, encased inside it. The thing somehow let him through but Parker found himself completely trapped. The liquid inside the cocoon was unbelievably dense, all his movements were suddenly so sluggish and only served to wear him down further. Any attempts to break free were grinding not only his body but also his mind to a complete halt as it grew foggier with each passing second. Parker thought he was falling asleep but just when it seemed like he was finally out, he suddenly saw something. It took him a while to realize what was it exactly⦠heād watched a fragment of the video transmission from the surface of that planet right before it cut off, but that was different, it was as if he was actually there, right inside the heads of the people who went down there.
He could feel how anxious they were right after their landing, they all understood how unlikely it was to stumble upon another ship that far away from Earth. But it was only the captain and his first officer who knew that the signal they picked up on originated from anywhere but there. Thatās why they were so determined to press on even after their radio connection got cut off completely. Parker sensed their hearts starting to beat faster as they approached the large rock formation that obscured the view of their destination. And then the absolute chaos erupting inside their heads when all their suspicions were confirmed as they passed it.
Even the first glance at the absolutely immense, oval shape resting on the ground was enough to make it clear that they were dealing with something completely alien. Many were tempted to turn around on the spot and run back to their shuttle, but their curiosity won out. They approached the ship in absolute awe and upon discovering a massive hole that likely was a result of a crash landing, they decided to explore its insides as well. They were nothing like any of them could have ever imagined. Unlike the clear cut, sterile interior of their home ship, the walls of the alien vessel looked almost organic, as if they were covered by a layer of thick liquid that had suddenly frozen mid movement. Parker knew that it wouldnāt be long before they found out what it was.
Ward was the first one to take some interest in the elongated, phallic shapes protruding out of the ground and the walls around them. A couple of the guys snickered inside their helmets, thinking about how closely they all resembled what one might have imagined aliensā dicks to look like, but nobody dared to say that out loud as they silently attempted to figure out why they might have been there. They all appeared to be of completely different lengths, ranging from those measuring only a few inches, to a few imposing poles that were taller than even the astronauts inside their spacesuits. The manner in which they were scattered across the interior of the ship was so incredibly chaotic and seemingly random that it was hard to imagine they had all been placed there with any purpose in mind
Suddenly they all turned their heads, hearing Wardās surprised gasps through the speakers in their helmets. He told them that heād just seen some dark substance oozing out of one of the protrusions, but it had frozen solid as soon as it got exposed to the atmosphere of the planet. Parker heard him talking to himself in thoughts, about how it made sense, the readings were saying that it was over a hundred degrees below zero out there. Then he felt a small rumble under his feet and before he knew it a small jet of that same, black goo he saw earlier splattered across the visor of his helmet.
Ward screamed in surprise and then continued to scream even louder when he realized that it somehow made it inside his hermetically sealed spacesuit. When he had first seen it, back inside the medical bay, Parker had wondered whether that thing was intelligent, turned out all it needed was a few seconds to have Ward, their science officer and by far the smartest man heād ever met fully within its grasp. It almost instantly discovered which parts of his body it had to stimulate to control him, not even that, to make him willingly tell it everything it wanted to know, in exchange for even a second of the absolute ecstasy and bliss it could provide him. Some of the men were running towards Ward wanting to help him, others were just trying to escape, but Parker knew that they werenāt going to make it out of this ship as themselves. The ground began to shake and suddenly every last one of the cock shaped poles exploded with a torrent of black goo, instantly enveloping them all.
Just as the symbiote began making them all fall asleep, lulling them deep into dreams of their own, Parker realized that he was starting to wake up.
ā¦
He swiftly stood up and straightened himself. The human part of him wanted to look around in search of the latex cocoon that had previously enveloped his body, but he already knew that it was gone, every last drop of the black good it was made of had been absorbed into his new form. Knowing that heād changed even further, there was an inclination to turn his head towards the mirror and look himself over, but there was no need for that either. Even if Parker did not have a complete mental image of how he currently looked like already, just taking a single glance at the doc would have sufficed. They were perfectly identical, as if pressed out of the same mould. Equal in height down to a fraction of an inch, and in their muscle mass to the last pound. Both with completely bald heads and thick, luxuriant beards, identically shaped and of the same, jet black color of the symbiote that covered their bodies. Only thing that set them apart were the few hints of their past selves that remained in their facial features, everything else had been altered to fit their new image of hypermasculine perfection with their heavy, prominent brows and wide, strong jaws.
Parkerās package was yet another thing which had grown to truly enormous proportions during his time inside the cocoon. As soon as he got a good look at the docās muscular form his inhumanely large fuckstick started leaking with rubbery precum. His balls were churning with a thick, symbiote laced load and he just couldnāt wait to relieve himself from all of it, preferably right inside of someoneās uninfected asshole. Parker understood that this was his purpose now, he was a horny, sex obsessed drone designed to spread the symbiote further. During his sleep, his mind had been thoroughly reprogrammed, He no longer cared about what his life might have led up to before he was exposed to the symbiote. Now all that mattered was fucking, keeping himself in a state of constant arousal and ensure that his massive ballsack never stopped producing more of that shining, black cum that was required to change others. Right now Parker was so horny, he was ready to fuck anything, even another already infected fellow drone like doc. And judging from all the black precum dripping from the docās raging hardon, he must have been feeling the same.
Unfortunately the thing controlling both of them wasnāt going to let them do that just yet. As soon as the doc made sure his conversion had been successful, he mechanically turned around, reopened the medical bay door and marched out into the hallway, without as much as a word or glance in his direction. Parker himself quickly found his legs suddenly starting to move as well, taking him straight through the shipās tight corridors at a rapid pace. He heard voices coming from far away, screams for help, occasional deep moans of ecstasy as the still human part of Parkerās mind was trying to figure out what was happening, where was he being taken to, why was this thing making him walk around in this form. Before it took over his body, the symbiote appeared to be doing everything it could to hide, conceal its existence from everyone and only assimilated those who were absolutely essential towards taking it back to Earth. Now it appeared that its plans have changed, it was going to convert everyone on the ship into its horny, obedient servants.
Parker passed a few men with their massive bodies enveloped in black cocoons, some were still fighting and trying to get out, frantically clawing at the shining latex surface, but their movements were already getting sluggish, they were falling asleep and he knew that by the time they woke up, they would be just like him, only happy to obey. Parker slowly understood that all of this was his fault, the symbiote was still learning about humans, it did not anticipate that someone might suspect anything, if he never told the doc about Sam they might have made it all the way home without this happening to anyone else. But now there was no hope left, that thing forced the captain to seal off the command center and disable any form of outside communication, it was only a matter of time before every last lifeform on the ship was converted into a horny, rubber drone.
The still remaining human part of Parker wanted to feel guilty about it, but the symbiote wouldnāt allow it. It only forced his cock to throb harder, making him think of the orgy they were all going to have once everyone was converted into a hot, muscular drone like him. Parker couldnāt help getting so turned on by the prospect of fucking every single member of the crew over the next few weeks they still had left until the end of their trip. He didnāt even fight back too much when he recognized the familiar corridor leading to the living quarters and finally realized where he was being taken to. Sam had locked himself inside his cabin and the symbiote was going to use him to lure him out. Parker saw his massive, black arm reaching out towards the intercom installed inside the door of his friendās cabin and pressing its button.
āSam? Oh shit, those things! Those fucking things! Quick, let me in!ā
āParker? How⦠how do I know youāre not one of th-ā
āQuit screwing around man! They were chasing me! Hurry up!ā
This time around, it knew exactly what to say, how to make him sound so terrified and desperate. When he realized that the ploy had worked, Parker was so determined to fight it, to try to stop himself from going after his friend, at least give him a chance to see who was waiting on the other side of the door and shut it back down, buying him at least a few more hours as himself. No such thing happened, the door started sliding open and as soon as the gap was wide enough, Parker saw his arm shooting forward, grabbing Sam and securing him in place. He didnāt even have a chance to process what was happening or make a sound before his mouth was covered by Parkerās huge, meaty hand.
Thick, black goo began pouring off it as soon as it made first contact with his skin, its tendrils slowly spreading across his face and neck. Parker found himself taking a step forward and pushing his friend deeper inside his cabin. Their eyes suddenly met and he knew that Sam had instantly recognized him, it didnāt even seem like he was scared, only looked like he couldnāt believe that this was really happening and that it was Parker who was doing this to him. There might have been a slightly hint of hope that his friend was still somewhere in there, inside that bearded, latex giant, that he might hold back, let him go. Parker knew that wonāt happen, but not only because he couldnāt resist the symbiote, he no longer wanted to.
When he first got a good look at Samās body, pure, without even a drop of the black oil on his skin, it was like some switch had been flipped inside his head. He no longer saw the man before him as his friend, only an uninfected human he had to fuck and pump full of his corrupting, rubbery cum. There was no more conflict, every part of him could not wait to do just that. Parker watched Sam thrashing around as he ripped open his uniform and grabbed his cock, coating it with the dense, liquid latex that was still dripping from his fingers. It instantly grew hard and started getting longer and thicker. Samās body continued to writhe, but this time in pure, sexual pleasure. He was already starting to look so hot, enormous muscles bulging out and expanding underneath the growing black surface on his skin.
Parker squeezed his cock a little harder and watched his entire body instantly tensing up as a huge volley of cum shot out between his fingers. Much to his disappointment it was still completely white, still human, but that didnāt stop him. Parker moved in closer and grabbed both of their cocks within his palm. The difference in size was enormous, but it was growing smaller with each stroke, Parker was turned on beyond belief, there was so much glistening, black precum pouring out of his monstrous tool. Most spreading across Samās crotch while the excess dripped onto the floor, forming a puddle around his victimās feet. It crawled onto his legs and covered his calves as they started to grow, then got onto his thighs and made them endlessly expand with pure muscle until the entire, lower part of his body was nearly indistinguishable from Parkerās.
Sam was still trying to break free, flexing his already inhumanly large biceps as hard as he could, completely oblivious to the fact that it only resulted with his transformation into a horny, obedient drone progressing that much faster. But even though the symbiote was already covering most of his friendās chest, giving him a perfectly sculpted set of abs and turning his pecs into oversized, hard, slabs of meat it still wasnāt fast enough to satisfy Parkerās overwhelming need to fuck. He watched Samās eyes going wide as he lifted him up and then saw them rolling into the back of his head as he slid his throbbing member between his beefy asscheeks, thrusting deep inside his hole.
Parker began savagely pounding his asshole, going at it as hard as he physically could, only encouraged to keep it up when Samās resistance started fading away as the last patches of the human skin below his neck were swallowed by the shining, black tar. He felt his body going limp and then when it moved again, Parker suddenly found it meeting his thrusts, impaling its needy hole deeper over his massive, throbbing tool each time. He watched Samās own, rock hard cock swinging around, together with huge, ripe ballsack and when he saw the first drop of perfectly black, symbiote infused cum appearing on its tip he could no longer take it. Parker pulled his friend closer and started to unload deep inside him, Samās immense, muscular body was instantly taken over by uncontrollable spasms of pleasure as own gigantic member proceeded to do the same, exploding with a torrent of corrupted cum. Coating them both and sealing him inside a cocoon of his own as he slowly passed out due to the sheer intensity of his orgasm.
Parker gently placed his friendās lifeless body onto the ground, he couldnāt wait to go for a round two, but his conversion was going to take at least a few more hours to complete. Fortunately keeping himself entertained until then wasnāt going to be hard, he could already sense a few other uninfected crew members hiding out in this part of the ship.
Donāt Forget Your Costumeā¦
Overdue Halloween special + 2000 follower special
I flick my cigarette onto the empty driveway and squish it beneath my foot. Pulsing coloured lights from within the house briefly light up the slender garden, creating a multicoloured path to the front door. The music sounds muffled, but its definitely audible. It wouldnāt surprise me if neighbours complain. This is a culdesac after all. Police might even show up. Wouldnāt be a Stefan Party without that, would it?
I knock on the thick wooden door and wait. No answer. I can hear people inside. Chattering. Can see them through the garden windows too. I knock again, this time harder than before.
āMiles?!ā A voice yells from behind me, laughing. āYouāre late too! Thank God.ā
Itās Wyatt. The only other person I know at this party, apart form Stefan anyway. Me, Wyatt and Stefan go way back. Well, five years back, but thatās relatively long considering. I mean, Iāve only lived in Brooktane for five years. I donāt know many people apart from those in our course. Thatās where I met these two idiots. We both study business at Brooktane University. We sat beside each other the first day of college. Then, boom. Here we are.
āI texted you before I got here. Where were you?ā I call as he makes his way down the garden trail.
āI had to run and go get a stupid costume from that Halloween pop-up shop beside Archieās Pizzeria. You know the one.ā He walks past me and smacks the door loudly, never breaking eye contact.
āYou ran all the way downtown for a costume?ā I laugh. āI didnāt even bother bringing one.ā
āYeah, I can see that.ā Wyatt looks me up and down. āStefan said it was a costume party. He said we have to wear costumes.ā
āIām sure Iāll be fine.ā I dismiss my best friend. āWhatād you end up going for?ā
āIt was slim pickens down there, dude.ā He acts like heās about to profess something bad. āTurns out looking for a costume on Halloween isnāt going to give you the best choicesā
āSoā¦ā I smile, ready for the big reveal.
Wyatt takes out a plastic packet with neatly folded clothes in it.
āARABIAN PRINCEā it read.
I laugh and clap my hands.
āShut up.ā He laughs and smacks my shoulder. āIt was the only one they had left.ā
āA white boy dressing as an Arabian Prince...ā I take the packet from his hands, laughing at the costume up close. āItās a bit problematic, Iām not gonna lie.ā
āIāll make sure not to be in any photos.ā He snatches the costume back. He smiles. āThis could be a career ruining party for me.ā
āCut to you in ten years being cancelled.ā I grin, turning towards the door. āYouāll be forced to live off the grid as a farmer or some shit.ā
The chattering from inside grows infinitely louder as the door swings open. Weāre both met with a grinning drunk Stefan.
āWyatt! Miles!ā Stefan throws his arms open, spilling his half empty beer on the floor. āMake yourself at-ā
Stefan stops mid sentence and stares at us, as if it had taken this long for his brain to catch up to his sight.
āNo costumes?ā Stefan furrows his brow angrily. āWhat part of costume party do you not understand?ā
āI got a costume, dude. I just bought it. Itās still in this thing.ā Wyatt holds up the plastic packaging with the career ruining clothing inside.
āAh, thatās my man. Never let the Stefan down. You aināt gonna like letting me down, lemme tell you.ā Stefan slurs. āYou can use the bathroom under the stairs to put it on. Or just strip naked in front of everyone, Iām sure someone in that crowd would enjoy it.ā
Wyatt makes his way past Stefan and slips into the overcrowded hallway full of every type of costume you could imagine. Vampires. Genies. Werewolves. And youād expect, a lot of superheroes. Though, one by the window is particularly bad, which does arouse some amusement. Itās mostly what youād expect from a halloween costume party. āYou got one too then?ā Stefan gestures towards me.
I shrug. āSorry man. Was busy. Didnāt have time to get one.ā
āNo dude. Thatās not okay. You gotta be wearinā one by midnight, man. Itās already 11.30.ā He throws his head back in frustration. āListen. Come with me. Iāll get you sorted out. You owe me.ā
āNah, man. Thatās alright-ā
āCome with me.ā Stefan grabs me by the arm, taking me into the overly Halloweeny decorated house. Too decorated for a college student in his mid-20s. He must have a real hard on for Halloween, cause this is a lot. Fake cobwebs. An old smoke machine, coughing out whatever air it could muster up. Pumpkins taking up valuable space where people could be sitting.
He drags me past a blue genie and a caveman downing shots together. We hop up the stairs and into a secluded bedroom. I stare at Stefan, who is now arms deep in his closet, sifting through piles of dirty clothing which had clumped up on the closet floor.
āHere we go.ā He holds what could barely even be considered costumes. He lays the three of them on the bed. āAlways gotta keep spares. Since people always seem to forgetā¦ā He glares at me.
I stare at the costumes. Half in amusement. Half in dread. Am I actually going to have to wear one of these? I consider my options:
(1) A cowboy. That doesnāt sound too bad, right? But youāre wrong. Not just any cowboy. A slutty cowboy. Ah yes, Stefan couldnāt just lend a nice costume with lots of coverage. He needed to embarrass the people who forget their costumes, or like me, didnāt bother to get one. I feel like heās enjoying this. The outfit is barely even an outfit. An outfit implies thereās actual clothing. Not this costume. Oh boy, itās just a cowboy hat, a handkerchief, cowboy boots and a fringe thong. Could it get any worse than this?
(2) Apparently yes. This one is a dog. A god damn leather dog. Completed with a dog mask, a thick leather collar, skimpy pants with a zip in the ass area and a tail (which Iām pretty sure is a butt plug). This one is objectively more embarrassing, Iāll give him that. And itās on that note than I rule this costume out. Begone leather pup.
(3) The final costume (if you can even call it that) was a maid costume. Yep, thatās right. A slutty maid costume. Like the ones youād see for women⦠but in this case, I was expected to adorn a cropped skirt and a cleavage line which extenuates my chest. This ranks pretty high on the embarrassment scale. Is it leather pup high, no. But itās no lower than a sexy cowboy.
I stare at the ācostumesā blankly. Stefan must be into some weird shit. Though, if Iām gonna be immortalised in peopleās Instagram posts tonight, I sure as hell aināt getting pictured in a maid costume or a pup⦠thing. I swallow my pride and point to the slutty cowboy.
āAh, the cowboy. Yeah thatās a good one, man.ā He gathers the pup and the maid and throws them back in his closet. āYouāre gonna be popular tonight, my dude.ā
I space out, still attempting to accept my fate as a half dressed cowboy. Stefan dances to the muffled music downstairs, as he heads towards the door. āItās ten minutes until midnight, so Iāll let you get that costume on, man.ā
āIāll go check on our white Arabian prince downstairs.ā He giggles. āAm I the only one who finds that a bit problematic?ā I stare at him in resentment for making me wear this thing.
āNo? Okayā He closes the door behind him.
I slip on the outfit. It barely fits. The thong is made for someone twice my size. It slips down my thighs every chance it gets. The cowboy boots are a size 13. Five sizes bigger than my feet. I feel like a son trying on his dadās boots. At least the handkerchief fits⦠right? My completely average body is on full display for everyone to see. I donāt look like a sexy cowboy. Just one that had its clothes stolen. I look at the clock
11.59
Wow. Midnight already. I should go find Wyatt. See how heās getting one. His Arabian prince outfit might be stupid, but at least it probably fits. Iāll even hazard a guess and say he looks ten times less ridiculous than I do- AGHHHH.
12.00
What the fuck was that? A green flash? The entire room⦠it just flashed green. As if a green thunder bolt had shot through the house. It felt like my entire body was just⦠zapped. I feel all tingly and shit. Like a fuzziness all over my skin. I repeatedly tap my fingers together, my skin feeling particularly soft. I hear a cacophony of unintelligible sounds erupt downstairs. So they saw it too? At least Iām not going crazy. I donāt thinkā¦
āFuck! Whatās happening to us, man?!ā A man shouts downstairs. His voice sticking out among the frantic yelling. āI canāt think⦠I canāt⦠I can⦠I CAN SAVE YOU HELPLESS CITIZEN!ā
What is going on down there? And what the fuck is that guy on? His voice⦠it changed from high pitched terror to unwavering confidence in a matter of seconds. Itās⦠disturbing. I know I should check it out⦠but it doesnāt sound good. Part of me is afraid. A large part, in fact. First a green flash. Then screaming. Now, this man. His voice.
I stand alone in Stefanās room, listening to the chaos downstairs. It suddenly dawns on me that, while all this is going down, I am standing up here in a cowboy costume which barely covers me. Speaking of the outfit, it feels uncomfortable. I donāt remember it feeling this bad when I put it on. It feels like its squeezing me. In fact⦠Iām not holding up my thong anymore⦠actually⦠it feels really tight.
I feel an itchiness fill my bum cheek. I absentmindedly reach down to scratch my ass, but as I do⦠my hand⦠it sinks into a soft round cheek. My hand recoils in shock. I crane my neck over my shoulder and let out a terror-filled scream. My ass⦠itās massive! So big that it filled in the XL costumeās thong. I look at myself in Stefanās bedroom mirror.
āHoly shitā¦ā I mutter.
This isnāt real. This isnāt happening. Iām dreaming. Thereās no way. My ass⦠I look like I have two wobbling beach balls for ass cheeks. I take a step closer, my ass cheeks bounce. They feel so restricted. Itās like my ass is being held captive by my skimpy thong. It feels like itās gonna burst open, displaying my new fuckable hole to the world. This is the kind of ass youād see in porns. Porns where the guy canāt step outside his house without some guy ripping his pants open and slipping his cock between the bouncy cheeks. My costume doesnāt cover my new curvaceous figure at all.
Now that Iām looking at myself, my muscles seem huge. Itās not just my ass cheeks which grew, it was all of me. These biceps are as big as footballs. Theyāre the kind of biceps youād see on a high school jock. Not me. I donāt even go to the gym. My veins are pronounced, drawing attention to my new arms. My neck looks strange too. Itās almost thicker than my head. I look so different. Sharp jawline. Thick brow. I canāt stop breathing through my mouth either. I look like a fucking meathead.
My legs are also bigger. Proportionately big, but that doesnāt say much. I mean, my ass cheeks look like they came from a guy who had gotten ass implants or some shit. Though theyāre proportionate, theyāre still huge. Speaking of huge, my chest underwent some changes too. And by some, I mean a lot. My pecs used to be non-existent. But now, they jut out from my body. Iām built like a shelf. These pecs have a mind of their own too. Jiggling at every movement. Bouncing with every step. They feel remarkably soft. My hand just sinks into them, fat seeping through my fingers. My nipples look larger too, like pegs. God, this is embarrassing. Imagine what people will say about these big boys. Imagine what Wyatt would say⦠Wyatt. Where is he? I should go find him. See if heās okay.
I tear my eyes away from my new self. I donāt see how it could get much worse than this. And if everything appears like it sounds, I donāt think Iām the only one whose undergone changes. I stumble to the door, adjusting to my new size. I put my new large hand on the doorās handle and throw the door open. Not used to this new strength. I breath in deeply. This is gonna be humiliating⦠but here we go. I take my first step down the stairs.
The crowds of people in the hall and living room remain. Though, itās noticeably more hectic. Itās definitely clear I wasnāt the only one who changed. The superhero I saw earlier was no longer in a corny spandex costume, but rather, he now adorned the kind of thick superhero suit youād see in a Marvel movie. The genie looks like heās changed too. His skin altered to a crystal blue. It shimmered beneath the flashing dance floor lights. He had lost the entire bottom half of his body. It was now just smoke, trailing from a golden lamp on the ground. People surrounded him. Iām guessing for wishes. This is so bizarre.
I step down the hallway, heading towards the kitchen. I glance at the transformations. A man, who must have been dressed as a stripper, is now humping the stairs I came down. I think I recognise him from college too⦠pretty sure he was a straight dude. God, thatās humiliating. I walk further down the hallway, passing every kind of costume you can imagine. A caveman. Wizards. Witches. Vampires. A clown. A strongman.
I continue my journey down the crowded hallway, avoiding eye contact with everyone. Suddenly, my journey is stopped by a massive brute blocking my way. He faces away from me. I stare at his back, contemplating my options. What even is he dressed as? I canāt tell from behind. All I can tell is, heās massive. My new body must be around 6ā0 and even heās two heads taller than me. His width must be the same as the door. I mean, itās the same as this damn hallway. I hesitantly reach up and tap him on the shoulder.
āCan ah git by ya thair, partner?ā I cover my mouth, humiliated by my own voice. I sound insane. Like a cowboy. A cartoon cowboy. No one fucking talks like this. God dammit, this night just keeps getting worse and worse.
The hulking figure slowly turns around, his massive feet stomping on the wooden floor. He faces me and peers down at me.
He looks familiar. I canāt quite place my finger on it. Heās of Arab descent, Iād say. His skin is dark and tanned. His nose is wide, taking up a good portion of his face. His brow is striking too. Itās thick and pronounced. He looks like one of those cavemen youād see in a cartoon. His forehead sticks out, giving him a brutish appearance. He does like familiar. In a weird way. Actually, he kinds reminds me of Wyatt. Well, if Wyatt was a 6ā5 giant Arab beast⦠hold on⦠what was Wyatt dressed up as again⦠fuck dude. Not Wyatt.
āWyatt? Is that you?ā My voice sounds exaggeratedly southern and it sounds even more ridiculous coming out of a cowboy with this huge body of mine āWhat āappened to ya, partner?ā
The white boy turned Arabian hunk growls. Itās weird seeing Wyatt so hairy. Well, seeing Wyatt regress into a primitive Arab man is weird too. The whole situation is weird. Iām barely even used to my new body. So, I think itās gonna take a while to get used to seeing Wyatt like this. I see his a thick bush of hair sprout from underneath his armpit. It plasters to his skin, completely soaked in sweat. I scrunch my nose as Arab Wyattās sweat invades my nostrils. Itās a hot foul stench. The kind which stings the eyes.
āWho is you?ā The Arab beast looks me up and down. āYou cow⦠you man cow.ā
His speech is broken. Doesnāt sound much like Wyatt, but then, why would it? The curse must have taken away his voice, same as it did mine. Though while I got a ridiculously exaggerated southern drawl, he got broken English. It sounds like English isnāt his first language anymore.
āItās me, Partner!ā I plead to my old friend. I can see he doesnāt recognise me. His stare is blank, but pitiless. As if there is nothing in that brain of his. No complex thought. No worries. Just power and domination.
āIn my country, cow is very good.ā He huffs through his nose. āYou are money. Property. I trade you.ā
āIām no cow, partner.ā I clarify again. I donāt think heās getting it. Itās the language barrier, I think. I donāt think heās getting it. āIah am a cowboy. Not a cow.ā
āUdders⦠cowās udders need milking.ā He grunts, his gaze fixed on my pecs. I look down. My pecs seemed substantially bigger than before. I assume the transformation hasnāt stopped yet. Though, they do feel especially heavy. Theyāre weighing me down more than before. Itās weird. But Iāve learned to stop questioning things tonight.
āNah, partner.ā I deny. āMa chest iss just big.ā
āMilkā¦ā He grunts, licking his new Arab lips. His gaze remains on my chest. He reaches out and cups his meaty paw around my pec. He squeezes and a pleasureful moan escapes my mouth. His grasp makes my chest tingle with pleasure. Like an orgasm around my nipple.
āSeeā¦ā He exhales hot breath from his nose in amusement. āNothing more than cow.ā
I look down to see a shocking sight. As the Arab beast squeezes my pec, a drop of white liquid leaks from my nipple. Itās a sight I didnāt think Iād see today. Me. My pecs. Leaking, what I assume is milk. Like the beast said...
āYou walk around me, pretend you man. But you nothing more than property.ā He growls and squeezes my pec, causing a stream of milk to shoot down my chest. āNo cow be without owner. You need be claimed.ā
āNo, Wyatt!ā I moan through the pleasure of his meaty hand on my nipple. āIām a man. A cowboy. Not a⦠cow!ā
āName is Amaad! No disrespect Arab prince, cow.ā He slaps my breast, causing them both to jiggle in pleasure.
āNo⦠no Amaad!ā I stare down, watching my nipples leak milk all over the floor. āIām⦠Iām a person!ā
āCow has dream of being man.ā Amaad laughs deeply, causing the walls to shake. āBut he never be man. He always be object for me to stick brown cock. He always be object for friends to milk day long.ā
I take a step backwards, attempting an escape. But the hulk grabs me.
āI claim youā He grunts, grabbing both of my tits and squeezing them. Milk drips down my body as I scream in pleasure. āI MILKING COW, ISNāT THAT RIGHT? I MILKING MY COW?ā
I scream in pleasure. I know people are watching us. I know Iām being humiliated in front of everyone. I know theyāre looking at a man becoming a cow. But I donāt care. The pleasure is too powerful. Itās all consuming.
āAmaad!ā My moans fill the halls. āSt- stop Ahmaad!ā
āSAY YOU ARE NOTHING BUT DUMB COW!ā Ahmaad yells at me, milking me more intensely. Pulling on my nipples in a rhythmic motion.
āAmaad! I- I shouldnāt. Iām a man! Iām a-!ā I scream.
āSAY IT YOU DUMB FUCKABLE MINDLESS MILK SLUT!ā Ahmaad bends down and latches his lips around my nipple. Sucking the milk out of me. I feel my brains slip down into my chest and become milk. Milk that master Amaad drinks. Milk that master owns.
āI⦠Iā¦ā I hesitate, my whole body filling with intense pleasure. Itās impossible to think. Whatās happening.
Ahmaad unlatches himself from my wet peg nipples and yells. āSAY IT YOU DUMB FUCKABLE MINDLESS COW!ā
āI AM A COW!ā I scream in unbearable pleasure. āI AM NOTHING BUT A COW. PROPERTY TO BE OWNED AND TRADED. I AM THE DUMBEST MOST EMPTY HEADED COW. AND YOU OWN ME!ā
My cock is on the verge of cumming everywhere. I canāt hold it back. I havenāt even touched it. But Iām gonna⦠Iām gonna cum all over my owner.
āSay my nameā¦ā Ahmaad grabs hold of my nipples one last time.
āAHMAA-ā I yell as master begins to pull on my nipple. āAHMA-ā
āSay itā¦ā He whispers.
āAHM⦠AHMā I scream.
Ahmaad gives one last tug, my nipple encased in his meaty paw. My udders get pulled by master and my cock shoots everywhere. Without thought, I try scream his name, cumming out all my brains⦠but only one thing emerges.
āAh⦠Ah⦠MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOā
āāāāāāāāāāāā
And so, Stefanās Halloween costume party is going just as planned.
The warlock always knew how to throw a good Halloween party. Turn people into their costumes. It was a cliche among the Brooktane warlock community, but it was a classic. It seems like everyone is enjoying themselves.
Although Stefan doesnāt realise it yet, the spell he cursed the house with is permanent. How is he going to explain all these these superheroes, monsters and stereotypes running around Brooktaneās streets tomorrow morning.
Stefan is going to have a lot of explaining to do. Especially when students start asking what happened to his classmates, Marcus and Wyatt. Will he tell them the truth? That Ahmaad booked a flight back to his home country in the Middle East. And as for Marcus⦠well⦠Marcus is now just a mindless cow on Ahmaadās farm⦠do you think he will tell them?
Nah, neither do Iā¦
FERAL...FRIDAY
okay my bullshit this week is frank (preferably bearded frank because I'm sane) tied up, giving him head while simultaneously playing with his nipples (I have my reasons iykyk) but basically I just want that man to be a squirming desperate mess . one could say just let that man be a sub for a bit... As a treat
let frank be a sub.
listen, in my head the man is a sub, heās a sub who thinks heās a dom but heās not heās really not yeah heās all big and rough and tough and scary but eeeeeh come on we can see right through thatā¦right?! okay idk maybe iām crazy PFFF
but i love this, i love that idea i love the idea of having frank with his hand tied up above his head (do i possibly think about him breaking the fixing headboard to free his hands at some point? maybeee) his legs spread open on the bed just for you
the idea of having him like that just being able to do whatever you want to him? edging him with your hand or your mouth or this and that, playing with his nipples, licking and biting him over and over and over again. bringing him to a state where he canāt stop the grunts or the way he tries to move away or push his hips up or touch himself but he just canāt do any of it?
OHHHH SHIT OKAY BUT calming him by telling him how good heās doing?! āso good for me frankie huh? attaboy thatās it look at that you can take it huh? youāll be a good boy for me and take it?ā okay nvm i donāt think iād calm him down i think it would hit him even fucking harder
listeeeen i kove frank being a sub i love that idea with every little fibber of my being so if youāll give me an idea like this, yes i will think about it, yes iāll consider writing a fic like thatā¦yes i probably wonāt write it but shhhhhh
ā¦licking up from the base right to the tip just painful slow while he tried to warn you to stopā¦cāmon
EXACTLY WHAT I'VE BEEN THINKIN
also yes doing exactly that but right when you feel it start to pulse you'd just stop.... Then eventually giving in and letting him let go completely and just continue to stimulate him after.... Lord
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