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This wasn’t what you’d had in mind when you first made contact with him. A few messages about how horny he looked in his rubber mac and you thought that would be it. Yet somehow you kept messaging even though he wasn’t really your type. There was something hypnotic about the files he kept sending you, and now here you were at his home, kneeling before him, wanting to taste those boots and see what was beyond the mac.

Gently you ease towards him, he knows what he’s doing – he’s done it before – and he encourages you to give in to what your new, unusual urges are. You want to worship those boots, you want to worship the rubbered body under the mac. As you finish licking and salivating at the boots, you begin to work your way up under the mac. Overwhelmed and horny, caving into desire and new thoughts.

As he closes his mac around you, and you start to feel it latching attaching onto your skin, it’s as if it has unfolding unlimited layers, and is absorbing you further and further into it. As his black corrupted cum blasts into your mouth, you struggle and panic at the taste, but he holds your head down onto his pigmeat as the layers begin to engulf you and take you over. He remains calm and seated, sparking up a cigar as his new pig is being created under his mac. You’re being reborn.

As he stubs out the remains of his cigar, the mac opens again, and his new pig  emerges. A filthy rubber mac and boots over a tight full suit with a black rubber cock seeping black corrupted pre-cum. You now look just like your maker. He parts your mac open, and inspects your new rubbered body.

“Mein stengel”

I’d been asked to assist my fellow doctor, Dr Matthewson, watching on as he examined a strange case of infection. He’d told me that there’d been a small outbreak among the fetish community, something alien even, which had transformed a handful of men into rubbered freaks apparently. They’d managed to isolate one of the infected specimens and he was going to go into the quarantine area and study them close up.

“It should be easy enough, if I’m well protected” Matthewson said, “we’ve encountered infectious diseases before, but this whole ‘turning into rubber’ situation is new to me.”

“Do you know what causes it?” I asked.

“No one has fully seen the process happen, but apparently once exposed to it, your body changes and you experience a primal, animal-like sex drive. Apparently you take on the characteristics of the infectee. I’ve heard that they stun their prey and fuck them with extra long cocks that expand into the victim.”

“Well, it’s a good thing you’re not gay or into any of that kinky shit.” I laughed, noting that Matthewson looked a little uneasy about being quite so close to one of these creatures.

“Once I get in there, seal the unit up. I’ll change into the biohazard gear and make sure no skin is showing. Once that’s done, monitor the reactions. He’s fortunately strapped down so nothing should go awry.”

“Sure thing.” I watched as Matthewson entered the antechamber and donned his extra protective suit. After the thumbs up I released the door and he entered into the glass cell. Taking his pad to do tests and make readings. I was to make further notes when he communicated to me.

“All good, doctor?”

“Yep, I will take a few swabs and samples and see what we have here. The sedative is wearing off, so I should have enough time before he awakes again.”

I watched as Matthewson went about his examinations, keeping an eye on his temperature in case he fell prey to any infection himself, knowing that he could be rescued if anything too weird occurred.

“Interesting…” Matthewson said. “It seems like it creates a secretion through its pores, weird black goo on closer inspection.”

“Is that the official name for it?” I joked, although I could sense Matthewson’s heart profile racing on the system despite his layers of protective clothing.

Matthewson continued to take samples, and just as he was about to swab the creature’s nostrils, the creature stirred.

“Okay doctor. Don’t take too long, you don’t want to get caught in there when it wakes up!”

Just as I said that, the creature appeared to awaken. It took Matthewson by surprise, and he tried to complete his examination, however when the creature’s head raised up from the slab it seemed to stun Matthewson, and it was muttering something in German, which sounded like “Mein stengel”

“Matthewson, did you get that? What does that mean?”

“I… I think it means… ‘my stem’”

Just as Matthewson muttered that explanation, the creature’s cock began to grow and expand in front of Matthewson. Matthewson seemed to look stunned as the cock grew and raised up towards him.

“Doctor, I think you should get out now. We can administer further gas to stun him… doctor? Doctor! Matthewson, GET OUT!”

Instead the scene was like something out of a horror movie. Matthewson seemed to lose all his faculties, and I could tell by his profile that, oh good, he seemed to be pissing himself and standing there stunned. The monitor in his helmet showed his face going slack and docile as the creature continued to stir.

I was too terrified to unlock the quarantine at this point and watched as Matthewson appeared to be removing his biohazard helmet.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, DOCTOR? GET OUT!”

It was no use. Matthewson stepped forward and closer to the creature and like a zombie, he was beginning to undo the straps holding the creature down. I kept trying to override to try and drug the creature, but risked drugging Matthewson at the same time who seemed lost and yet obedient to the creature.

“It’s… beau…tiful” slurred Matthewson, now under the power of the freed creature, which was now muttering ‘mein stengel’ over and over again. A hypnotized Matthewson stood there as the creature’s expanding cock appeared to be heading towards his mouth.

A dazed Matthewson opened wide and the snaking cock began to slide into his mouth of its own accord. I was out of options as to what to do, and could only look on at my colleague’s mouth appeared to widen at the invasion. Just at that moment, Matthewson’s eyes closed and he started removing his protective gear. Now naked, he stepped forward to the creature who seemed to be caressing Matthewson’s naked form with its oily fingers, leaving traces of black goo across the doctor’s chest.

The creature’s cock then darted around to Matthewson’s ass, the oily substance easing its passage. I could see Matthewson’s features dart from confusion and pain and into ecstasy as the cock made its way into further into him. As I watched a compliant Matthewson accept this never-ending cock, his mouth opened wide and the head of the creature’s cock appeared to come out of his mouth, as if it barged its way through the doctor’s organs. The readings were going red and indicated danger, but our system had never quite experienced this sort of thing before.

As the cock appeared to be poking out of Matthewson’s mouth, the creature leaned forward and began to suck on it’s own cock via the doctor. It was like it was bringing itself to orgasm. Just as the cock seemed to engorge itself, the creature removed itself from sucking and brought its hands up to Matthewson’s mouth, closing it and smearing goo over Matthewson’s face as if to seal it.

The with a loud roar, it was as if the creature ejaculated into Matthewson, whose last moments of humanity saw his eyes dart around in terror, as if he’d come out of this nightmare. And then it happened. It was clear the creature was making Matthewson a new host. I could see black cum begin to trickle from Matthewson’s ass, and then within a few seconds, the creature’s cock retracted back out of Matthewson, with the doctor falling to the floor and convulsing. I looked at the overhead monitor of the cube and Matthewson appeared to be shedding his hair, and his skin losing its tone and his body going greyer towards black, and then oily before his whole body went black just like the creature’s.

“FUCK” I yelled. I’d just seen my respected colleague stunned, fucked and transformed into a twin of the creature. The creature was now indistinguishable from Matthewson now, and seemed to be caring for this new form, a brother, like a newborn. Licking Matthewson’s skin, as the final twitching subsided. The creature was stroking Matthewson, and caressing his black rubbery long cock, muttering that fucking phrase ‘Mein stengel’ over and over again, as Matthewson’s cock grew longer.

Matthewson, if Matthewson existed anymore, rose to his/ its feet and the two creature’s cocks seemed to whirr away around each other’s forms. It was futile asking if any trace of Matthewson was still there, but as I watched this rebirthing scene, Matthewson’s voice came over the monitor as he stared outwards towards me and said “Mein Stengel.”