Symbiote 02

Arthur watched the gas station attendant’s eyes trace every curve of his body. It took a good thirty seconds before the man in front of him caught his eyes. ‘Guy likes what he sees,’ the symbiote laughed. ‘Don’t know if I blame him…’

Arthur’s face frowned making the attendant nervous. “S-s-sorry,” he muttered forcing himself to look away. “Just need to check on the bathroom. You know maintenance stuff.” The guy’s eyes drifted back to Arthur’s body as he walked out of the bathroom. There was a sigh as the door closed behind him. Arthur thought he could hear some other noises but his attention was quickly distracted.

A pistol was currently pointed in his face. “Everybody fucking down!” The man holding the pistol shouted. But the only person there right now was Arthur. The guy looked around all the shelves trying to find someone. “This is a robbery! Fucking just stay calm and no one gets hurt! Got it?” He waved the pistol around not sure how to hold it. It looked like it was the first time the guy had ever held a gun let alone know how to shoot it. Despite his size he would have seemed like a scared kid, unsure of what to do next but still trying to get what he wants. 

‘Let me fuck him,’ the symbiote told Arthur. There was almost a playful tone in his voice as he said it. 

“What? No!” Arthur shouted by accident. The guy holding the gun turned his attention back to Arthur.

“You gonna play hero? Think cause you’re such a big guy I can’t do anything to you. A gun’s still a gun. I’ll shoot.” He threatened. But more importantly Arthur didn’t feel scared. He didn’t know what was doing it but his heart rate hadn’t picked up and he wasn’t nervous about the gun waving around in his face. He figured it had to be the symbiotes doing but didn’t know how.

‘Let me fuck him!’ the symbiote was starting to get antsy. ‘He needs a good fucking.’ Arthur could feel it squirming around on his skin again. The clothes he was wearing moved on their own. It was like they wanted to jump off his body onto the man in front of him. He could feel the symbiote begging to do something to the guy. ‘Let me fuck him!’

“What? No,” Arthur said again. The guy had his gun pointed squarely at him. He was shaking but out of his own fear Arthur didn’t know what he was going to do. “Look. You don’t want to do this…” He started off. Instantly his mind darted away as he felt a piece of the symbiote pull apart from the rest of its body. It was almost like a quick pinch and he could see the black goo rushing towards the man pointing the gun. 

His eyes had been pointed square at Arthur while he tried to gain control over the situation. “Look man I’ve got a gun!” The symbiote had reached his shoe. “I’m the one in charge here!” It started crawling up his leg. “Get that in your head!” It’d split itself again. “So get on the…” his voice stopped as he felt the creature wrap around his dick. “Wha…” the shout was quickly followed by a yipe as the other half of the symbiote pushed into his ass. The man’s entire body froze and then went limp. He caught himself from falling completely to the ground. 

“What’s going… On~~” he moaned feeling the symbiote gyrate in his ass. “I don’t under…” Again he couldn’t finish his sentence as it gripped his dick adding more pleasure to his body. It paused enough to let him think again. “What’s going on?!” It was like his entire body felt horny. Just looking at Arthur’s muscular body was turning him on. “What’s… Going… On…” That was so hard to get out as the symbiote picked up the pace. He’d pushed all the way to the man’s prostate and added a soft vibrating sensation.

Arthur simply shrugged completely unsure of what was going on either. However a thought shot through his head as he did so. ‘What do you want him to be?’

‘A big muscle bottom who can’t have enough cock up his ass.’ Instantly the thought went through his head. He didn’t think about it even for a second. ‘Shit! No! That’s not what I meant! Let him go!’

‘Too late,’ it sounded like the symbiote was having fun. It wanted to play with the guy more. Arthur just stood at the sidelines watching him struggle not to touch himself. His entire body was tensing up followed by a quick release. Arthur could see the pleasure shooting into his eyes as the symbiote worked on him. 

The symbiote went to work. He was going to make this guy into a total slut. A big juicy cock loving slut. Little by little he worked on the man’s memories. Changing the large amounts of porn from women to men. Different male bodies. Different sizes. Different cocks. If he could put it inside of him he would think of it as sexually arousing. It could feel the guy trying to fight the invasive thoughts away. ‘I’m not gay… I’m not a little faggot…’ but a quick shot to the prostate and his mind right back on track. 

Step one was always the easiest. The subject would only fight it for a little while but step two always took the energy out of it. He needed to work his entire body up and down. The guy wasn’t going to go over a complete makeover but there was still a lot to change. His alcohol abuse would have to go, along with his lazy tendencies to sit around the house and zone out to whatever sports the TV decided to play that day. Instead he’d be hitting the gym and making sure to count every calorie and macro that went into his body.

As his mind started to shift so did his body. He couldn’t stop thinking about his muscles getting bigger. His already decent sized biceps bulged out with excessive muscle. There was definition all the way around his arm as thick horseshoe triceps stuck out the back. His pecs ballooned outward tearing apart his shirt. But a thick six pack of abs sat right beneath them. Thoughts of guys staring at him and wanting to feel him up felt so good. He could just imagine all the views he could get online. All the people who would pay to see his body...

“I’m not…” the guy was muttering, trying deny his hardened dick. Each girl he thought of felt terrible. The symbiote made sure he’d never want a thing to do with them. Thoughts of so many types of guys shot through his head. He didn’t mind what they looked like. Didn’t even mind if most of them paid him. He just liked their complements and feeling up and down his body. “Shit…” he groaned feeling his legs tearing at his jeans. They were starting to rip at the seams on the sides. “That’s how I’ll make money… Yeah…” A smile drifted on his bulky face. He couldn’t think about anything else. Just guys wanting to feel him up.

Meanwhile Arthur’s own erection was starting to pull out of the fake shorts he was wearing. He didn’t notice the suite starting to cover his body in a second skin. The dark color coated his skin. It shifted from its disguise, pulling tightly against Arthur’s skin. Each second he was growing back into the giant he had just been moments ago. But now his dick was hard. He couldn’t stop thinking about the man in front of him. Growing so thick. 

Arthur stepped up behind him. His 6’8” body was at least a foot taller than him. He didn’t realize that he was going to be that much bigger. But didn’t realize the symbiote had taken the time to make the guy so much shorter. He’d been a little over 6’ but now 5’7” maybe even 5’6”. It just made every muscle on him looked so much bigger. He obviously didn’t weigh as much but he was so much thicker. His natural waddle was going to be even bigger as his thighs fought for space while he walked.

In a swift motion, Arthur grabbed the man and pushed him against the icebox. His instincts took over as he pushed his dick up inside the man in front of him. The small part of the symbiote had already stretched and lubed up the hole making access that much easier. The guy moaned. He felt like he’d been missing something and feeling that big dick fill his insides got him so much harder. “Oh fuck me…” he pleaded. “Fuck me hard! I’m a dirty boy. A real dirty boy!” 

Arthur took the hint and plunged deeper into him. He pushed him harder into the freezer. His large clawed hand wrapped around his head holding him in place while the other pushed against the glass. He thrust harder. He was so close. It felt so good. “Fuck!” his monstrous voice roared. His black seed coated the inside of the man’s ass filling him up. It dripped around his dick. 

Whatever was pumped out started to pull back into the suit. He could feel it pulling back into him. “What the…?” he muttered realizing the symbiote was completely covering his skin. ‘Change me back,’ he ordered. ‘Change me back now!’ The dark suite pulled back into his tribal tattoo. He could see his skin turning back to its normal color and the suit wrapped around his body giving him the same muscle tee and shorts it had previously. 

Arthur heard sirens outside and didn’t know what to do. He just booked it out of there as quickly as he could. The cops drove past the gas station unaware anything had just happened. He didn’t know what was going on and was far from wanting questions.

Meanwhile the guy who had had the gun found a pair of bright blue posers sitting next to him. He picked them up and examined their small size. “Huh..?” he questioned still getting used to his new thoughts. He’d never seen them before in his life but another set of memories was telling him that he wore them all the time. “Oh well,” he shrugged putting them on. 

The gas station attendant stepped out of the bathroom to the 5’6” muscle bound man standing in solely poser. “Hey…” he zoned out seeing the bulging muscles on the guy in front of him. 

“Hey,” the guy smiled back. “I seemed to have lost my clothes. Mind if I borrow some of yours?”

The gas station attendant nearly burst out laughing at the cheesy pick up line. But he wasn’t about to say no.