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  • (probably some locust gangbangs in the mess hall or smth, gears all pinned down onto tables or pressed against walls while dozens of drones take turns)
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  • <a href="#tbrumak10">tai gets fucked by a brumak</a> (not rly sure where this should be)
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  • (probably some locust gangbangs in the mess hall or smth, gears all pinned down onto tables or pressed against walls while dozens of drones take turns. a drone splayed out across a table w/ three cogs trying to fit their arms in.)
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  • <a href="#cfan17">cole gets fisted/fucked by a locust in a big mess hall orgy & then somebody in the cole fanclub shows up and is like "hey you still open to get fucked more"</a>
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  • also during soem big orgy: stratton's got like a crowd of guys kneeling in front of his person-sized dick, and there's some scene where he basically goads some big burly red-headed guy (rojas??) to crawl up in his dick / womb. he stays up there for like a week as stratton tries to move around w/ that added weight and him always kicking etc and when he comes out he's locust-huge w/ glowing imulsion blood and gums/tongue/asshole/cockhead etc. also maybe he comes out w/ a big gross placenta. stratton is like, jesus.
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  • the cole-fan is like, i fucked cole a bunch but i wanna fuck him a lot harder. and he gets like, bloodmount-infused imulsion from some locust hangers-on. maybe even from the big tattooed locust? and whoever's like, yeah this stuff only works on humans. you got all the luck. lemme see you when the change goes thru. p.s. you can pay for it by sucking me off. then he drinks a vial of tf goo and injects (uh w/ a plunger not w/ a syringe) another vial into his dick
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  • <a href="#atentaclecock18">the cole-fan grows a writhing knotted tentacle-cock and also a writhing knotted tentacle cock-tongue (& i guess ends up vaguely satyresque only w/ blootmount-taloned spurs or smth, or a hugely-muscled upper body w/ heel spurs on his hands, w/e) & then fucks cole w/ both of them until he's super cumflated & the added infusion into cole's imulsion-soaked asshole makes his guts grow giant masses of writhing cilia and his prostate grows totally gigantic & convolved & ends up w/ his spermatic ducts and prostate growing out partially through his ass in big oozing glands. he squirts when he cums.
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  • <a href="#tbrumak10">tai gets fucked by a brumak (not rly sure where this should be, probably higher up)
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    < Marcus gasped, choking and coughing on the flow, gulping and gulping as the cock pulsed and shot again and again, mouth flooded, throat clogged with thick chunks, practically chewing on the load, all semisolid rubbery chunks and thick slime, tongue mindlessly lashing against the underside of the cockhead, tracing over the mess of lumpy warts, digging down to coax out spurt after spurt. Marcus finally pulled off with a twinge, jaw aching from the thickness, just letting him flood his mouth further with come, gasping and sputtering wit his lips still sloppily kissing the spurting cockhead, only dimly aware of the drone mashing his cockhead against his face, his own hands still stroking the gnarled, spurting shaft. Come poured over his lips, tongue drowned under the slimy pool of come, his gulps still not keeping up with the flow, and abruptly his head was tipped up, the drone mashing their faces together, shoving his tongue into Marcus' mouth, lapping up his own come, drinking from Marcus' mouth like he was a cup, and all the while the drone's cock kept shooting, spraying tarry slime all across his chest. --- > Marcus gasped, choking and coughing on the flow, gulping and gulping as the cock pulsed and shot again and again, mouth flooded, throat clogged with thick chunks, practically chewing on the load, all semisolid rubbery chunks and thick slime, tongue mindlessly lashing against the underside of the cockhead, tracing over the mess of lumpy warts, digging down to coax out spurt after spurt. Marcus finally pulled off with a twinge, jaw aching from the thickness, just letting him flood his mouth further with come, gasping and sputtering with his lips still rubbing over the spurting cockhead, only dimly aware of the drone mashing his cockhead against his face, his own hands still stroking the gnarled, spurting shaft. Come poured over his lips, tongue drowned under the slimy pool of come, his gulps still not keeping up with the flow, and abruptly his head was tipped up, the drone mashing their faces together, shoving his tongue into Marcus' mouth, lapping up his own come, drinking from Marcus' mouth like he was a cup, and all the while the drone's cock kept shooting, spraying tarry slime across his chest.

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    < Marcus sagged down like his strings were cut, dazed, the reek in the air seeming to cut straight through his conscious mind. He panted, on all fours, spitting out the mess of come in his mouth: globs stuck to his teeth, to the roof of his mouth, tongue smearing them around. The drone's cock shuddered, splayed across his side. They were both thoroughly smeared with come, skin and locust hide alike drenched under a thick, grimy layer of grey-green come, forming huge globs and hanging, jiggling strings, stretching out from Marcus' nose and chin, the line of his jaw, shaking from the force of his gasped breath. His cock was hard: he might have come again, maybe, beads of pearlescent human come still clinging tight to the dome of his cockhead. Come just from sucking a Locust dick and having it come all over him. The drone pulled his head up: warted purple tongue flopping from his mouth, dragging all across his face: craggy cheeks, broad nose, heavy brow, stubbled jaw, slurping up some of the mess he'd left there, and Marcus couldn't stop himself from groaning, tipping up, turning it into a proper kiss, tasting locust spit and come smeared over the drone's lips, still puddled in his mouth. --- > Marcus sagged down like his strings were cut, dazed, the reek in the air seeming to cut straight through his conscious mind. He panted, on all fours, spitting out the mess of come in his mouth: globs stuck to his teeth, to the roof of his mouth, tongue smearing them around. The drone's cock shuddered, splayed across his side. They were both thoroughly smeared with come, skin and locust hide alike drenched under a thick, grimy layer of grey-green come, forming huge globs and hanging, jiggling strings, stretching out from Marcus' nose and chin, the line of his jaw, shaking from the force of his gasped breath. His cock was hard: he might have come again, maybe, beads of pearlescent human come still clinging tight to the dome of his cockhead. Come just from sucking a Locust dick and having it come all over him. The drone pulled his head up: warted purple tongue flopping from his mouth, dragging across his face: craggy cheeks, broad nose, heavy brow, stubbled jaw, slurping up some of the mess he'd left there, and Marcus couldn't stop himself from groaning, tipping up, turning it into a proper kiss, tasting locust spit and come smeared over the drone's lips, still puddled in his mouth.

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    < Marcus had thought maybe, dimly, in the back of his head, that Tai had been watching, and the thought had been equal parts hot and humiliating. But now focusing over the drone's shoulder: Tai was still busy, otherwise occupied. The drones had sat him down on their cocks, one at a time, and one had already blown, leaving the other to fuck his used ass: hole a mess, gaping and drooling come, a squirt of grimy come gushing out with each wet thrust, a sharp spanking slap coming each time the drone hilted in him. Each thrust rocked his body forward, droplets of sweat and come bursting off him. The other drone was still pressed close, half-hard shaft slathered in come, pressed tight up against Tai's chest, a hand wrapped tight around Tai's balls, tugging them down and twisting as Tai humped against him, fucking himself on the other drone's cock. --- > Marcus panted, chest heaving, as the drone pulled back, leaving him on his knees, arching up into the phantom touch across his sweaty skin, buzzing everywhere they were touching. He didn't know why did he that. The drone was in front of him, leering, all rocky muscles and bare leathery hide, his cock jutting out in front of him, hardly in inch between them. There were still strings stretched between his lips and the drone's, thick cords of spit and come. One snapped, slapping down against his chin with a splatter, and Marcus just knelt there still, panting, Locust come sour in his mouth, drooling over his bruised lips, washing down his neck. > > He'd thought maybe, dimly, in the back of his head, that Tai had been watching, and the thought had been equal parts hot and humiliating. But now focusing over the drone's shoulder: Tai was still busy, otherwise occupied. The drones had sat him down on their cocks, one at a time, and one had already blown, leaving the other to fuck his used ass: hole a mess, gaping and drooling come, a squirt of grimy come gushing out with each wet thrust, a sharp spanking slap coming each time the drone hilted in him. Each thrust rocked his body forward, droplets of sweat and come bursting off him. The other drone was still pressed close, half-hard shaft slathered in come, pressed tight up against Tai's chest, a hand wrapped tight around Tai's balls, tugging them down and twisting as Tai humped against him, fucking himself on the other drone's cock.

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    < At some point Marcus looked up -- tore his gaze away from Tai's distended stomach -- to find that Tai was watching him: face flushed and sweaty, eyes dark. Staring at him even with the Locusts double-teaming his ass. Marcus was gonna call it temporary insanity, but just seeing Tai like that: naked, splattered in Locust jizz; having the stench of the room soak into him; the mess of Locust come splattered all across his face, still lingering bitter and acrid in his mouth... he found himself lurching forward, like his body was moving on its own, crawling on all fours. Tai reached out, and the drag of his fingers over Marcus' sweaty skin, smearing through the slimy mess of come, felt like tongues of flame curling up all over him. Marcus groaned, dazed, and Tai lurched forward -- Locust cock jerking halfway from his ass -- and kissed him roughly, tongue lapping at the mess of come smeared across his face. Marcus bellowed into Tai's mouth, dimly aware he was plastered against Tai's chest, come squelching between them as he frantically, feverishly bit at Tai's lips, shoving his tongue into his mouth, dragging his bruised lips across Tai's jaw, pain burning up from the spiky stubble. The locust fucking Tai hooted and laughed, each thrust jerking Tai forward, mashing their mouths together in ungainly jerks, teeth scraping against skin, tongue rasping up across Marcus' stubble. --- > At some point Marcus looked up -- tore his gaze away from Tai's distended stomach -- to find that Tai was watching him: face flushed and sweaty, eyes dark. Staring at him even with the Locusts double-teaming his ass. Marcus was gonna call it temporary insanity, but just seeing Tai like that: naked, splattered in Locust jizz; having the stench of the room soak into him; the mess of Locust come splattered all across his face, still lingering bitter and acrid in his mouth... he found himself lurching forward, like his body was moving on its own, crawling on all fours. Tai reached out, and the drag of his fingers over Marcus' sweaty skin, smearing through the slimy mess of come, felt like tongues of flame curling up all over him. Marcus groaned, dazed, and Tai lurched forward -- Locust cock jerking halfway from his ass -- and kissed him roughly, tongue lapping at the mess of come smeared across his face. > > Marcus drew back, dazed, Tai's face screwed into pain or pleasure or something else, grunting and rocking forward with each thrust of the drone behind him. Tai's cock was half-hard, twitching in sudden jerks, dribbling come. Balls jostling now, at the other drone had gotten out of the way to let Marcus crawl in. > > "Why am I doing this," Marcus said, words coming out not as a question or a statement or anything, like something that his body just felt like saying, while he sat there and drowned under the sea of sensation. His voice was rasping, clotted; there were globs of Locust come stuck in his throat, making his voice gurgle. He swallowed, once, thickly, and felt globs mash together and slide an inch deeper, before sticking to his skin again. > > Tai laughed, once, a hoarse chuckle. Marcus could smell the sweat of his skin, not the acrid musk of the drones. Tai reached out, wrapped a hand against Marcus' head, and dragged him back in, kissing him again, tongue shoving into his mouth and licking the come off his teeth. Tai nipped at his lips, and Marcus bit back, shoving his tongue into his mouth, dragging his bruised lips across Tai's jaw, pain burning up from the spiky stubble. The locust fucking Tai hooted and laughed, each thrust jerking Tai forward, mashing their mouths together in ungainly jerks, teeth scraping against skin, tongue rasping up across Marcus' stubble. He moaned, low, and the other drones pushed them closer together, huge Locust hands wrapping around his arms, spread on his back, shoved them chest-to-chest, come squelching between them as he was plastered against Tai's chest. A drone stroked down his spine, the touch electric, all the way down to his ass, and a hot thrum spilled all through Marcus' body at the thought: Those huge clawed fingers shoving into his ass, making his hole look like the gaping, come-splattered wreck that was Tai's. The heat of it. A hand curled over his hip, gripping, and one of the drones knelt down beside them, rutting his cock over Marcus' side, slick with sweat and pre, just smearing slime over his skin. On the other side another drone stood: he bashed his cock against their faces, immense cock hitting with the force of a slap, a _crack_ that sprayed sweat and pre all over, droplets splattering across Marcus' burning lips, onto his lolled-out tongue. The drone shoved his cock between their lips, Tai's tongue lapping over the giant, lumpy knob of his cockhead, and Marcus sloppily sucked on the other side, sheening the massive shaft with spit, letting it dribble down his chin. The drone grabbed both their heads, thumbs splayed down between their eyes, and pressing them together, lips just-barely meeting around the club of his cock. He thrust, sloppily fucking the trench their mouths made, shaft gnarled and lumpy against Marcus' bruised lips, the flare of his cockhead butting against his mouth before the misshapen, fist-sized thing pulled into their mouths, spurting rancid pre in gushing streamers that mostly splattered across their cheeks. > > The fourth drone was behind him: hands prying at his ass, gripping his cheeks and spreading them. He spat, spit splattering down across Marcus' lower back, and then he smeared his fingers through it, painting lines down between his spread cheeks. The first time the pad of his fingertip pressed against his asshole -- a tight knot of muscle, clenching and spasming now with desire -- Marcus bellowed, mouth open wide, moaning against the side of the other drone's cock. >

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    < Marcus gagged; an explosion of slime erupted from Marcus' nose and mouth in clotted streamers, running wet-hot over his face, dripping down his chin. He drew ragged breaths around the cock, throat stretched sloppily open, swallowing air and breathing slime, choking and coughing even more, until his eyes teared and his nose ran. The smallest fraction of Skorge's cock finally pushed out into the open air, between his cunt and Marcus' choking mouth. Marcus' bleary eyes focused on the fat length, nose pressed against its root, nostrils full of scum. The shaft was mottled cream-purple, warted and lumpy, with immense swollen veins bulging from its surface. Its spines flexed and twitched in his throat, pulsing with Skorge's twin heartbeats. His _balls_ were visible, half-inside his cunt, like fist-sized fruits, his sac smooth and shiny, prolapsed out from his cunt by the sheer size of his titanic balls. --- > Marcus gagged; an explosion of slime erupted from Marcus' nose and mouth in clotted streamers, running wet-hot over his face, dripping down his chin. He drew ragged breaths around the cock, throat stretched sloppily open, swallowing air and breathing slime, choking and coughing even more, until his eyes teared and his nose ran. The smallest fraction of Skorge's cock finally pushed out into the open air, between his cunt and Marcus' choking mouth. Marcus' bleary eyes focused on the fat length, nose pressed against its root, nostrils full of scum. The shaft was mottled cream-purple, warted and lumpy, with immense swollen veins bulging from its surface. Its spines flexed and twitched in his throat, pulsing with Skorge's twin heartbeats. His _balls_ were visible, half-inside his cunt, like fist-sized fruits, his sac smooth and shiny, prolapsed out from his cunt by its sheer size.

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    < When he finally opened his eyes, the shower was a _mess_. Thick ribbons of slime were splattered all across the dingy beige tiles, dollops forming stiff peaks in a messy impact-pattern all across the wall. The floor was all slimy, slick and sticky at once, and the cloudy pool across his leg was a curdled-looking mess of opaque grey ooze mixed in with translucent orange globs that had risen to the top. When he stood up -- leaning heavily against the wall, cock a heavy weight pulling down on him -- the mess all just clung to his leg, only thinning slightly when he turned his leg toward the shower spray. The water had gone all tepid, too; bitterly cold against his feverish skin. --- > When he finally opened his eyes, the shower was a _mess_. Thick ribbons of slime were splattered all across the dingy beige tiles, dollops forming stiff peaks in a messy impact-pattern all across the wall. The floor was all slimy, slick and sticky at once, and the cloudy pool across his leg was a curdled-looking mess of opaque grey ooze mixed in with translucent orange globs that had risen to the top. When he stood up -- leaning heavily against the wall, cock a heavy weight pulling down on him -- the mess all just clung to his leg, only thinning slightly when he turned toward the shower spray. The water had gone all tepid, too; bitterly cold against his feverish skin.

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    < "Sarge," Rook whined, rutting his fat, flushed cock against Marcus' hip, sliding along the groove his bloated gut made. Marcus looped his arms around his shoulders and tugged him in, the both of them groaning from the pressure of their pregnant guts pressing against each other. Rook was flushed all over, blotchy red marks across his chest, fading into a ruddy red across his neck and face. His lips were glistening and his eyes were wet, like he'd been crying. Marcus tipped his head up, and his lips parted, letting him whine and whimper unobstructed as he leaned in, pressing their lips together in a kiss. < < --- > "Sarge," Rook whined, rutting his fat, flushed cock against Marcus' hip, sliding along the groove his bloated gut made. Marcus looped his arms around his shoulders and tugged him in, the both of them groaning from the pressure of their pregnant guts pressing against each other. Rook was flushed all over, blotchy red marks across his chest, fading into a ruddy red across his neck and face. His lips were glistening and his eyes were wet, like he'd been crying. Marcus tipped his head up, and his lips parted, letting him whine and whimper unobstructed as he leaned in, pressing their lips together in a kiss. Rook whined, sobbing into the kiss, hips jerking erratically, smearing his leaking dick all over Marcus' side. He reached down and wrapped a hand around it, pumping, and that was all it took -- Rook keened, cock shuddering, and shot off in sharp blasts, hosing a heavy load of come up across Marcus' belly. He gasped against Marcus' lips, eyes screwed shut, his own bloated gut anchoring him down as he squirmed, rutting against Marcus' hand as he milked his load out.

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    > If Rook's clutch was anything like his own, though, coming just once was practically nothing. Rook flopped back, panting, his cock jutting straight out, a shine of come spilling down its length. It was only a few seconds before he whined again, a fresh burble of pre spilling down his slick length. He ground his cock against Marcus' hip again, scrabbling at the sheets to get better purchase. Not enough to satisfy him. Not even enough for his dick to get soft.

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    < Rook was glistening with sweat, streams spilling down his sides and soaking the sheets. He kept whimpering: Stratton fucking into Marcus in slow strokes, the impact pushing Marcus up against him. His cock was drooling pre continually, thick slime pouring across Marcus' underbelly, smearing in crackling webs. --- > Rook was glistening with sweat, streams spilling down his sides and soaking the sheets. He kept whimpering: Stratton fucking into Marcus in slow strokes, the impact pushing Marcus up against him. Rook was leaking hard, thick slime pouring across Marcus' underbelly, smearing in crackling webs. Dom tugged Rook's legs up, leaned in to anchor his knees on the edge of the mattress, dipping Rook toward him. Marcus could feel the touches through Rook: he shuddered and twisted and moaned, as Dom slid his fingers down against his hole and pushed inside. Rook's cock shuddered, spurting again, hard to tell if it was come or just more pre -- but when Dom actually pushed inside Rook definitely came, moaning with his eyes rolling back as he shot another load all over Marcus' already-drenched gut.

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    < [ then tai gets fucked by a brumak or smth maybe. while still making out w/ marcus. ACTUALLY THIS SHOULD TAKE PLACE WAY LATER once tai is all half-locust ] --- > Cole sprawled back boneless over the table, his gaping hole oozing clotted locust come. Not the roughest he'd had, but rough enough to scratch the itch. His body was still pulsing from the contact: scrapes buzzing, asshole throbbing, a haze of heat all over. He flung a forearm over his eyes, blocking out the overhead lights, groaning as that tugged on the bruises up his side.

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    > A voice pulled him out of it: "You, uh, still open?"

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    < hole was already flushed and pouting out between his cheeks, ass and thighs all smeared with grimy Locust cum. He leaned forward, thighs and back flexing, the motion tugging his ass open in a sloppy gape. Thick runnels of grey-green cum spurt out, clinging tight to the curve of his muscled ass and only sluggishly piling up over itself and drooling down his thighs. --- > Cole looked over: some COG, shirtless with his pants undone, cock a big lump, sweaty and flushed but not as used as most of the soldiers. Medium-tone skin; some burn marks across his forearms; non-regulation hair: a shaggy mop of curly brown draped down over his ears.

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    < "Always said I was as tough as a Brumak, huh," Tai said, grinning. The floor under them rumbled as the massive beast took another step forward, armor crashing against its hide, its cock swaying back and forth under its huge body. "Guess we're gonna see for sure." He reached back, fingering his gaping hole, half-prolapsed flesh squishing back and forth, each none-to-gentle shove sending a squirt of come gushing out, drizzling down between his spread legs. Even though Marcus couldn't see, he couldn't imagine anything ever fitting the cannon-sized cock the Brumak was sporting. --- > Cole let out a husky laugh. "'M pretty loose."

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    > The guy's eyes darted down, catching the furl of his prolapse. "I mean, you up to get fucked again?"

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    < It reared back, on its hind legs for a second, and took a lumbering step, one, two, closer, until it was over the two of them, and then lowered itself down, cock smashing against the two of them, battering Tai to the ground, splattering them both in rank, acrid pre. Its cock was monstrous: a thick shaft, gnarled with veins, and a cockhead that was nothing so much as a thicket of spines and tentacles, all dimly motile, clenching and twisting as pre continually sprayed from its gaping cockslit. --- > Cole rolled over onto his side, giving the guy a good angle to his ass. "Go for it, man."

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    < Its cockhead was easily bigger than Tai's _head_; looking at it straight on was like being face-to-face with some particularly bizarre Hollow species. The slit spread open, like a vertical mouth, and the inside of its shaft was a mess, riddled with big glossy bubbles of flesh, all shining and smooth. Thick cords of pre stretched out along the inner walls, glimmering. They started to droop, bowing down, but then a mess of pre erupted up, cock ejecting a massive, churning slug of ooze, splattering down all across Tai's face. --- > The guy stepped up, hands drifting over Cole's hips, gripping the meat of his ass. Cole let him, just letting him skim his fingers back and forth over his hole for a minute, thumb rubbing along the bloated ridge, all sloppy with come. He got his cock in quick enough, anyway, stepping in close and sliding it in. Cole was slick and open; he just thrust in until Cole'd taken his whole cock, not even a stretch. The guy moaned, staring down -- watching the rubbery meat of Cole's ass flex, ass lips mouthing on the base of his cock. He thrust, letting out low whimpering groans each time come squirted from Cole's ass, thick chunky Locust come splattering up against his stomach. His fingers clenched around Cole's thighs, gripping the muscle, and he pulled his cock back and forth, gaze never breaking from Cole's wrecked ass. His cockhead slipped out, fat ridge rubbing over the lip of Cole's ass, almost pouting out, and then he did that a few times, just rutting his cockhead back and forth through Cole's sloppy hole, getting his cock properly slimy with Locust come before shoving back in to the root. His mouth was hanging open, just a little, and his fingers slid over Cole's skin like he wasn't aware he was making the motion, fingers catching the sloppy cords of come and feeding them back into his ass, working a finger and then two inside, practically jerking himself off inside Cole's ass. It was cute. The guy was obviously into him, so Cole didn't put it against him when he came after like two minutes -- his breathing got heavier, thrusts fractionally harder, and he came in thick, heavy gushes, splattering across his inner walls, white come spilling out mixed with the grimy green-grey Locust come already inside him.

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    < It _churned_, squirming around like a living thing -- within the slimy mass there were cords of thicker slime, and it was that thicker slime that ran in solid cords all the way back down to the Brumak's cock, cords still stuck within its cock. Internal muscle clenched inside the Brumak, and every little twitch was channeled and amplified through the gummy mess, and the motion ran all the way back out, ending with its load squirming around across Tai's face and shoulders like a bunch of snakes, smearing grimy slime all over his skin in an inch-thick layer. --- > "Fuck," the guy said, still thrusting, cock softer and rubbery, dark flesh smeared up and down with the slurry of come, fingers still probing at his hole.

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    < Tai actually physically _grabbed_ it, ooze squelching in his hand, and stretched it out, shoving it into his mouth, slurping messily as he tried to drink it down. It was thick enough he had to chew, coughing and spitting up on himself as he gulped. They were practically fighting: Tai trying to yank the cords of pre all the way out; the Brumak's {smooth muscle contractions} working aimlessly, churning it back and forth within its cock. Tai won: yet more of the mass slurped out from the Brumak's dick, the cords lashing and squirming as Tai grabbed some with both hands and crammed it into his mouth, throat stretching and bulging as the thick mass slithered its way down into his stomach. He soundlessly gasped, open-mouthed, throat entirely blocked -- open mouth covered in a film, warping and bubbling out as he gasped but never quite making it, until he gagged and coughed half the mess right back up across the Brumak's cockhead, wetly vomiting up a slimy semisolid slurry of pre. Then he pressed his face into the goo splattered in pudding-like globs over the gnarled flesh of the beast's cockhead and ate it right back up again, tongue curling around the fat knobs of flesh clustered across the cockhead, mouth flooded with scummy ooze before he swallowed and swallowed, coughing raggedly to clear his throat. --- > Cole twisted onto his side, the first motion he'd really made, and the guy's gaze jerked up, cheeks darkening. Like he'd gotten so into it he'd forgotten Cole was actually paying attention. "Lemme suck you off," he said, and the guy's cock shuddered inside him. He pulled out without even playing with Cole's gape and moved to the other side, half-hard cock slimy with come, already stiffening again. Cole pressed his lips to the tip, lapping up some of the mess, and the guy groaned, cock filling out on Cole's tongue. He lapped down the underside, shaft leaving a messy smear all across his face, and he slurped on the guy's balls -- drenched with slime -- sucking one and then both into his mouth, drinking down the ooze before spitting them out and getting back to work on his shaft. The guy seemed nice. Pliant. Cole could see getting him to do all sorts of shit to him.

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    > Cole had the guy's entire cock buried in his mouth when they got interrupted. Some other guy grabbing at his ass. White, black hair, muscled, hairy. Dick half-hard, already slick from whoever he'd fucked before.

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    > "He good?" he said over Cole's head, and the other guy stared for a second and nodded mutely. "Fuck, good," he said, sinking his cock into Cole's gape, stirring his thrusts a little before he firmed up. "Got some expectations tapping Cole's ass."

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    < pulsed twice, sharply, and spat out two more churning slugs, mashing up against his chest and slapping over his shoulder. Tai just groaned, face pressed against the Brumak's gaping cockslit, fat cock-tentacles rubbing over his face as he mashed the slug between them, breaking it up into fat, slimy globs of ooze that smeared in sloppy peaks all up and down his chest. --- > At Cole's look -- side-eyeing him with the other guy's cock down his throat -- he clarified. "Augustus Cole fanclub. You know you got 'em. And we're some of 'em." He bottomed out with a groan and a squelch, a frothy mess of human and locust come burbling out over his crotch, soaking his pubes, grabbing at Cole's thick ass and dragging his sweaty body back and forth over the table, fucking Cole on his cock, jerking forward at the end to hilt sharply, balls hitting Cole's ass with a crack.

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    > Cole pulled off the guy's cock with a sloppy lick along its length, curling his tongue over the ridge of his cockhead. It was trembling, constantly dribbling little spurts of pre, sharper squirts shooting up over Cole's lips. He looked up at the guy, who'd been staring down at him the whole time. "You too? In the fanclub?"

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    > The guy stared at him, a blush -- from exertion or embarrassment Cole didn't know -- visible across his cheeks. Cole lapped at his cock, swallowing down the puddle of pre that'd gathered on his dimpled tongue, and the guy's entire body shuddered, veins standing out on his neck. "Yeah."

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    > "You jerk off thinking about this?"

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    < bent down, huge fanged maw spreading, and its tongue lolled out, splattering the both of them with thick, slimy spit. Marcus had never been this close to a live Brumak, and sure as hell had never been this close to one's _tongue_ regardless. It was a huge thing, purple-black, and spilling out over its giant dagger-like fangs. The surface was pimply, all covered in a mess of pockmarks and prickly lumps, and the underside was all sleek purple muscle, with red-black veins bulging up to the surface. More and more lolled out of the beast's mouth; the later portion of the tongue was all covered in big glossy blotches, like raised bumps, and those were drooling a filmy ichor, something thicker than spit that had a gasoline sheen. That was a tongue that was easily bigger than either one of them. --- > The guy swallowed, cock on the brink of orgasm, flushing hotter -- embarrassment, then, maybe. "Yeah."

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    < Tai groaned, spreading his legs. His entire body rocked against Marcus' front when the beast dug in. The Brumak's tongue folded over itself in frothy piles, spilling drool all across Tai's back and ass, only a tiny fraction of it pushing into his ass. Tai groaned, sagging, one hand reaching to cup his stomach, and Marcus followed the motion, hand clapped against Tai's gut. His eyes went wide as he felt the Brumak's tongue lurch and churn inside Tai, movement carrying all the way up to his skin. The beast drooled, hot breath billowing out over the both of them, and bore down -- Tai's shoulders rammed into Marcus, body rocking forward. Tai let out a cry, groaning continually, as the Brumak stuffed more of its tongue into his ass with a sickening slurping sound, gut rippling and then bloating as the Brumak's tongue churned up his guts. Spit-slathered flesh pumped back and forth, the Brumak tongue-fucking him with more and more of its tongue, until Tai's gut -- well, until Tai's gut looked like Marcus' had, after he'd been stuffed full of eggs. Hugely swollen, too-hot to the touch, and on Tai all his tattoos were stretched and skewed, his reddened flesh threatening to split through them with stretch marks. --- > Cole drooled over his cockhead, dragging his fat lower lip over the thick flange, smearing spit and pre, and then slurped over the taut dome, kissing his spread piss slit, tongue spilling from his mouth, swiping across the underside. The guy let out a breathy, sighing moan, balls pulling up tight, cock starting to twitch hard.

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    < Tai wailed, groaning and shoving back, bracing himself against Marcus' hips -- his head was shiny with sweat, slick rivulets dripping down his sides, skin flushed dark. Then he _groaned_, eyes rolling back in his head, and went limp, cock erupting beneath him in thick, stringy lines of come. The beast tongue-fucked him through his orgasm, a fat fold of flesh spilling down to grind against his balls, and Tai let out a wheezing gasp each time the beast bore down against him, cock dribbling out squirt after squirt of come until he was drained, just a watery smear bubbling up from his flushed cockhead. --- > "This live up to the fantasy?"

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    < His belly roiled, flesh rippling up and down in inhuman motions as the Brumak's tongue squirmed around inside him, sending Tai lurching side to side from the force of the motion. Tai just bellowed, nearly sobbing, as the Brumak's mouth yawned open wider, fangs digging into his thighs and back, the absolute root of the Brumak's tongue folding over itself in thick slimy layers, piling up against his ass as it shoved in even deeper, making his gut swell and bulge, gurgling from the sheer volume of Brumak spit drooling into him. Tai was practically sitting in the beast's maw, burning yellow eyes level with Marcus, giant fangs digging all across Tai's back and thighs, body folded in half. Drool spilled over its lips, drenching Marcus, its tongue nearly entirely buried in Tai's body. --- > "Y-yeah," the guy said, wide-eyed under his curly fringe, and came all across his face.

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    < Then the tongue pulled out with a slobbery lurch, Tai's bloated belly suddenly shrinking as it all snapped out of him at whipcrack speed, leaving his gaping asshole pouring a waterfall of Locust come and Brumak slobber, body lurching and toppling forward as the Brumak spat him out onto the ground. --- > Cole squinted, pulses of come hot and liquid, streaming over his forehead and cheeks as the guy really drained his balls, shot after shot spraying across his face, dripping down to mix with his sweat. Cole leaned in, pulling his still-spurting cockhead into his mouth, swallowing after every pulse, sucking on the tip even as he knew it was getting oversensitive, the guy wincing at his sloppy swipes across the aching tip. Eventually Cole let it pop out between his lips, tension visibly leaving the guy's body, head coming to rest draped against his slimy cheek.

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    < Tai went entirely limp, the only thing stopping him from crashing to the ground Marcus' hands on his shoulders, suddenly bearing most of Tai's weight. Tai moaned, mumbling, dazed, and his hands weakly groped across Marcus' thighs and the dirt below, only falteringly carrying his weight. And the Brumak -- it thundered forward, cock snapping up and down, smacking against its underbelly and spraying them both with a slimy drizzle of pre. The thing _squirmed_, veins pulsing, stubby cockhead tentacles writhing, and the Brumak hunched down -- Tai was a tiny target compared to it -- and shoved, cockhead crashing against his ass and driving inside through force alone, knocking Marcus back on his ass and dragging Tai entirely up in the air, lifted bodily up as the Brumak speared him on its cock. --- > Like it was on cue, the other guy came with a showy groan, fingers digging into Cole's meaty hips, cock twitching in Cole's ass, each shot of come gushing inside him and sloppily drooling out through the swollen folds of his wrecked ass as he kept thrusting, smearing the slurry of come all down across the backs of Cole's thighs, dribbling down onto the table surface.

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    > Cole scraped a hand over his face, getting a mess of sweat and come smeared over his fingers. He shoved them in his mouth, lapping it up -- thick salt.

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    > "You wanna go somewhere else? I guess the whole fanclub is gonna come over, an' I'm not up for a gangbang right now." > > "Uh," the guy said. "Just me? Not {other guy}?" > > "Nah," Cole said. "He reminds me too much of my ex." > > > > spilling onto Cole's bed, the guy moaning into Cole's mouth, hands wrapped over his shoulders. > > > "Wanna fuck me again, or you want me to top?" It was less a question of interest and more of capability; he'd jerked the guy off again on the way there, and maybe the guy wasn't up to marathon-fucking him into the mattress quite yet. > > The guy breathed hard. His cock was still only half-hard. "Lemme fist you," he said. > > A guy after his own heart. "Sure," Cole said, and lolled onto his back, raising his legs up. He could feel his hole peeling open, slabs of bruised flesh slowly spreading, thick cords of come stretching out between them before they snapped, splattering along the walls of his gaping anal trench. "You're gonna have to use both hands," he said, and the guy let out a laugh that was more of a moan. > > > >
    > > "Man, we got everything. Corpser, Serapede, Tempest, Seeder, you name it. What you after, though?" > > "Uh," Andre said. "Big dick." > > The drone snorted. "You and everybody." > > > > "You humans get all the luck," the drone said, going through vials. "This shit only works on you. Our brain guys were working on this for decades, and I guess they figured -- might as well make bindings for everything we got." His fingers stilled over one vial. To Andre they all looked like the same yellow murk. "Brumak. You want a big cock, that'll get you it. You seen that guy? Jace Stratton? A dick like that. Too big to fuck anybody with." > > Andre thought about it. Pinning Cole to the bed just by the weight of his cock, Cole's giant biceps straining as he hugged the immense shaft, cockhead bigger than his head gushing all over his face. Fucking hot. But... "I really wanna fuck him. Hard. Get him all stuffed up with come." > > His voice was thick and heavy. He was hard in his pants, obviously, and at first he'd tried to hide it, but, fuck it, the drone was bare-ass naked; he was here asking for some kinda infusion to give him a gross monster dick. Wasn't nobody here unaware of what was happening. > > "Stuffed up, huh?" The drone leered. "I got an idea. You ever seen a Bloodmount?" > > "The like --" Andre mimed walking on his hands. "The dog things?" > > "Yeah, them. You seen their dicks?" > > "Uh, what? No." > > "Lower body all shriveled up, so I guess their dicks stopped worked. But they adapted. Bloodmounts mate with their tongues. Big flexible thing, comes and everything." He picked out a vial, grinning toothily down at Andre. "Got a knot, too. You wanna stuff him up with your load, that'll do it." > > > > > "Bottoms up," he said, and chugged it. Maybe that was a mistake. It burned, stinging like he'd just drunk acid. Goo stuck in his throat, vapors spilling out from his open mouth, tears streaming down his face. He sputtered, holding in his coughing for long enough to swallow, twice, before buckling over, hacking in his elbow, drool flooding his mouth and spilling down his forearm. He swallowed, imulsion thinned in his drool, face flushed, nose running, eyes watering, everything burning. > > "Easy," the drone said, squatting down in front of him, another giant vial in his hand, this one loaded into a gigantic syringe. No needle, thankfully. "But it's not done yet. Hold still." > > He reached out and grabbed Andre's cock, tugging it a little -- locust scutes rasping over his skin, hot but also stinging -- and then held his cockhead between two fingers and pushed it down a little, just enough to make his piss slit squint open. He raised the syringe with his other hand, pressing the rubbery tip right against it and then twisting it around until the tip pushed down inside his cock. > > "Uh--" Andre said, eyes still burning, squinting down, arousal and trepidation pooling in his gut in equal measure, and then the drone started pressing down the plunger. Imulsion surged down, inside him, a rush of thick liquid that spilled awkward and heavy inside him for a second, two, before the burning started. He _howled_, practically reflex making him jerk to the side, but the drone kept his grasp on his dick and on the syringe, casually twisting the syringe deeper as he kept pushing the plunger down, making sure not a single drip of imulsion escaped even as Andre twisted and howled. > > > a twist and a latch, and Andre looked down, tears and drool spilling down his face. The syringe canister was stuffed into his cockslit, stretching it obscenely. Trapping all the slime in him. > > > the drone leered at him, entire body flushed and sweaty, face messy, flanged plug shoved up inside his cock, and he reached down and idly stroked his own cock -- well, if the chunky mess of flesh and metal that he had counted as a cock -- while looking up and down Andre's naked body. > > "Come back when it sinks in, softskin," the drone said. "I'll let you test it out." Then he slapped Andre's side, hauling him up. "Now get going." > > > Andre shambled to his feet, cock and balls a mess of burning that reached tendrils up inside his body, aware his mouth was hanging open and drool was spilling down his chin. He rasped for breath, throat burning, spit burning his own mouth, saliva glands discharging as much as they could; enough drool flooding his mouth he had to keep swallowing until they went dry.

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    < Tai's feet braced against the Brumak's thighs, toes digging in, spread around the thick hornlike warts bubbling across its hide. He was basically squatting down on the beast's cock, half its shaft sunk into his ass, splitting his ass wide open. He braced himself, thighs tensed and trembling, huge muscles slowly stretching as he gingerly slid up, letting a fraction of the Brumak's monstrous cock pull out of him with a slurp and a gush of slime. He gasped, gut shuddering, hollowing enough to reveal the misshapen lump of the Brumak's cockhead digging against the back of his abs, its tentacles writhing back and forth like huge snakes. Tai shifted his legs minutely, wheezing, and a squirt of pre erupted from his overstuffed ass, splattering against the beast's underbelly and drooling down. That squirt was followed by another, and another, until there was a continual flood of grimy, clumpy pre pouring down its shaft, huge ribbons stretching out into filmy translucent panes of slime, stretched all between Tai's legs and the Brumak's body. Sludge smeared under Tai's bare feet, and he tipped back, hand braced against the beast's belly. Tai's toes clenched, slurping now, and he squatted back down, bellowing as he took a good foot of the beast's cock before he had to stop and gasp, heaving, gagging on nothing. The Brumak's cock was lodged nearly up past his ribs, into his chest cavity, and it shuddered and pulsed continually, each shot making Tai wheeze in time as the force of the eruptions pumped his diaphragm like a bellows. Tai gasped, drooling, slobbery spit spilling from his open mouth, turning into breathless rattles as he inched his squat down minutely more -- the lopsided lump of the Brumak's cockhead lurching up inside him, cockhead digging into his chest cavity. He lurched up, guts warping with a bubbling squelch, coughing and then spitting before drawing in a deep breath.

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    < Tai was treating it like a fucking workout: drenched in spit and pre, gouges across his shoulders sluggishly bleeding, but he still braced himself against the Brumak's thighs, squatting down and then forcing himself back up, fucking himself on its brutally huge cock. He roared, the _whoof_ of exhale as the beast's cock pulverized his lungs becoming more and more intentional until it became a bellow, Tai roaring as he took the beast's cock. His bellow ended with a warbling squawk, choked gasping as the cock hit his lungs, and when he drew up he sucked in a wet, rattling breath.

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    < Tai fucked himself brutally on the Brumak's cock, panting, entire body sheened and dripping with sweat; arms braced against the beast's chestplate, hands grasping thick riveted knobs; feet spanning the beast's thighs, slipping in the sloppy layer of muck spurting from his ass. Already his gut was swollen and heavy, the wet weight of alien pre inside him churning up by his frenetic squats, sloshing and cracking across his insides, squirting out from his wrecked ass, pouring down his legs. --- > woke up desperately horny, cock pulsing like he'd just come, an aching pressure behind the still-locked plug shoved down inside his slit. And, blearily, he rolled over, dimly aware but not really _aware_ yet of how his cock lolled to the side, spilling up over his stomach, curling over his chest.

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    > He jerked upright, the writhing tentacle that his cock was now sliding down his chest and landing in a coiled mess over his thighs. "Holy _shit_," he said, or tried to say, and it came out as a slurred gurgle. It felt like he had something in his throat, voice catching weird, and he coughed, feeling -- something -- slide out of him, coated in thick phlegm. It was his tongue, hanging out of his mouth like a rope, tethered way back inside him now, anchor points flexing down at the back of his mouth, inside his throat. His tongue curled, longer and thicker but still fundamentally a _tongue_, and he ended up hefting it up, slick and slimy and muscular like some enormous slug, so he could even look at it.

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    > It was more like both his cock and his tongue were the same thing, which was some weird-ass thing halfway between them. Raw red-purple flesh, vivid coloration just under the surface, like the underside of his tongue. They were slick, oozing on the sheets, not from a slit so much as just, everywhere, all over their surface, beads of pre, or spit, or whatever, dribbling out and spilling over their long, flexible lengths.

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    > > drooling as he wrapped his tongue-tentacle around one arm, the other grinding against the root of his cock, its length twisting up his other arms. He probably looked absurd, humping his arm, jerking off his tongue, all tied up in a tangle of churning flesh. > > > he had a fucking _knot_. His hands skimmed over the surface, just that touch enough to knock him back on his ass, inarticulately whining. Too sensitive to touch, almost. It was throbbing, not inflated really -- needing to get squeezed, to get locked inside something. He groaned again, cocks sputtering at just the thought of it, and with a meaty _slurp_ the heavy pressure in the back of his mouth shuddered and spilled out, his other knot pushing out past his lips. He was a fucking mess, drenched in spit and come, lips wrapped around the underside of his knot. > > [and then he goes and fucks cole super hard & knots him from both ends] > > > looked like a fucking monster: tongue-cock and tentacle-cock coiling and twisting through the air, splattering slime all over, reaching out like they were hungry for prey and dragging the rest of him along for the ride. From his jaw down to his stomach he was completely slathered in thick, slimy drool, slime burbling over his mouth -- spread around the fat girth of his tongue-cock -- and the tongue-cock itself shiny with it, shedding lines all over. His tongue was purple-red and shiny, flesh still looking fundamentally like a tongue: top covered in prickly bumps that, further up its length, grew into big round blotches; underside raw flesh mapped with colored veins. His _actual_ cock was mostly the same: only it was flesh-colored up to about halfway up its length -- like, easily two feet -- and only then did the raw purple-muscle flesh push free of some kind of sheath, what was left of his foreskin, and let the rest of it twist out into the open, drooling just as much as his actual mouth. > > > > just obscene, watching Cole eagerly licking across the mutated nightmare of his cock, mouth open, thick lips sliding along the side of his shaft, tongue lapping out to catch the streams of weird, slick fluid practically oozing out of his flesh itself. Cole slid up, all the way to the tip, and Andre shuddered, cock convulsing, long tentacle-length twisting up against itself, and sprayed his face down with an enormous gush of pre. Cole's lopsided grin pressed against his shaft, cocktip gushing slimy ooze all over his cheeks, painting him in rank, reeking pre. Just the sight of it, Cole, _the_ Augustus Cole, stripped naked, on his knees, not just letting Andre spew his tainted pre all over his face but getting off on it, Cole's own dick rock hard, jutting up fat and heavy between his massive thighs -- > > "Ah fuck," Andre said, breathing hard. "Gonna come." > > Cole let out a groan of his own, rumbling deep in his chest, and dove down on his cock -- catching it in one hand so he could shove himself down on it, and Andre's cock had no problem with that, squirming over Cole's tongue and then shoving down his throat. Andre tugging minutely on Cole's shoulders, and Cole leaned in, gurgling, swallowing, feeding himself more of the always-thickening tentacle. His face was a mess, drenched in Andre's new juices, slimy scum coating his craggy skin, spilling down his jaw, the thick ooze dribbling down his muscular neck to spread and smear over his giant pecs, and that was just too much to take. The hot twisting in his guts, in his balls, rippling across his cock, burst, and then he was coming down Cole's throat, who-knew what kind of gunk spraying into him with each rippling shudder. Andre groaned, long and continuous, some newly-bloated muscle under his hips spasming constantly, pumping grimy sludge out from inside. His cock squirmed, working even deeper, tip pushing past ring after ring of muscle until it... lurched, popping out below his throat, just smooth muscle from there to his stomach. Cole's lips were stretched wide over the fat pillar, only a foot more of cock left, and then -- oh fuck. He'd forgotten about his knot. The way Cole's hands slid down to the root of his cock, wrapping over the bloated, swelling mound, Cole hadn't. The ripple of heat that raced through his body when Cole tugged on his knot would've been enough to get him to come, hard, if he wasn't already. Then Cole's lips smacked into it, the entire rest of his cock shoved down his throat, tip probing past a final shuddering barrier to push directly into his stomach. Cole gurgled, jaw as open as he could manage, lips flattened against the heft of his knot, tongue desperately jamming against the sliver of it that curved into his mouth. His hands squeezed down, milking his knot, maybe playing with it, maybe trying to squeeze it down to cram it into his mouth, it was hard to tell. > > Andre just kept coming. Like, fuck, every time he fucked Cole he came explosively, all over, bigger heavier loads than he'd had ever before. But this time he just wasn't stopping, cock shuddering and shuddering and shuddering, spurts gushing directly into Cole's stomach. Cole's throat buzzed against his shaft, drool spilling across his knot > > > and then with a wet, gagging _slurp_ his knot spilled in over Cole's lips, teeth a hard ridge only just-sheathed, and then he was in. Everything whited out. He almost crumpled to the floor, legs wobbling, his grip on Cole's shoulders suddenly the only thing keeping him upright. His knot throbbed, swelling, pinned in Cole's mouth, fighting against the spasming muscles of his jaw. Andre gasped, panting for breath, and mumbled out something garbled, shifting them over so he could perch his ass on the bed, dragging Cole down lower between his legs. > > Cole's face was jammed right against his crotch, nose flattened in his pubes, lips spread obscenely around the root of his cock, face shiny with sweat and slime, tears dripping down his face, cords of slime oozing from his nose and squelching out from his lower lip, drooling down his balls. His hand slid over Cole's shoulder, gripping the back of his head. He rutted, grinding Cole's face down harder, knot bashing against the back of his mouth and drawing back to press against his teeth. His shaft gave a shudder all down its length, squirming in Cole's throat, tip, curling around itself. _That_ was what got Cole to gag, heaving, throat convulsing. Andre could feel it work up around his shaft, spluttering out across his crotch and drooling down his balls:a mess of chunky, grimy come, more slowly burbling over Cole's lips. > > > > > wrenching him around, the both of them sprawling on their sides on the bed, one of Cole's giant thighs pillowing Andre's head. Cole's hole was a bloated as usual, big and puffy, and he let out a garbled moan and dove in, cock-tongue squirming up against his ass cheeks, tip sliding inside effortlessly > > > Cole's asshole warped, his imulsion-altered flesh bulging wider and wider with each throb of Andre's knot. Andre was dizzy, lightheaded from the heft of his knot, but it kept pulsing bigger and bigger, into a massive, uneven bulk that lodged, loosely, in Cole's gaping ass. Andre snuffled for breath -- mouth practically plugged by the immense root of his altered tongue, gusting for breath buried between Cole's massive ass cheeks. > > > lips mashed against the bloated swell of Cole's asshole, tongue sunk deep into his guts, weird tremors shuddering down his jaw, in his throat, as he came, spewing a mess of slobbery, thinned come into Cole's guts. He groaned, vibration buzzing against Cole's meaty ass-lips, knot throbbing with it. > > With both knots fully inflated, steadily pulsing, Andre felt -- dazed. Floating. Ripples of heat ran down his body, bouncing back and forth between his two knots, prickles gathering across his balls and throat; Cole's touch, fingers wrapped around his hips, felt like it was burning. > > > Cole was bloated, the sheer mass of come Andre was dumping into him from both ends stretching his stomach. It sloshed in his stomach, rippling around the tip of his cock, and gushed through his guts, building up around the swell of his knot. Trapped. His chiseled abs shuddered, pushed up from beneath, and then he relaxed, gut spreading vastly in that single motion, the pressure inside him abating. His gut pressed against Andre's front, Cole's cock pinned between them, plastered against Andre's chest, drooling come in sloppy shudders. > > Andre had no clue when he'd stop coming. Even the thought -- "it could be hours" -- sent a pulse of heat through him, cocks flexing, gushing heavier bursts into Cole for a few moments. It could be hours; this could leave Cole pinned down by the sheer weight of come in him. Both holes wrecked, gaping, oozing out the rancid slurry Andre was coming. He was pretty sure he came Bloodmount come now. If he knocked up Marcus he'd probably give birth to pups. He was flooding Cole with watery beastial jizz, and Cole was still lapping against his knot, eagerly swallowing around his cock. > > >
    > [ then tai gets fucked by a brumak or smth maybe. while still making out w/ marcus. ACTUALLY THIS SHOULD TAKE PLACE WAY LATER once tai is all half-locust ] > > > hole was already flushed and pouting out between his cheeks, ass and thighs all smeared with grimy Locust cum. He leaned forward, thighs and back flexing, the motion tugging his ass open in a sloppy gape. Thick runnels of grey-green cum spurt out, clinging tight to the curve of his muscled ass and only sluggishly piling up over itself and drooling down his thighs. > > "Always said I was as tough as a Brumak, huh," Tai said, grinning. The floor under them rumbled as the massive beast took another step forward, armor crashing against its hide, its cock swaying back and forth under its huge body. "Guess we're gonna see for sure." He reached back, fingering his gaping hole, half-prolapsed flesh squishing back and forth, each none-to-gentle shove sending a squirt of come gushing out, drizzling down between his spread legs. Even though Marcus couldn't see, he couldn't imagine anything ever fitting the cannon-sized cock the Brumak was sporting. > > The Brumak stomped forward, closer than Marcus had ever been to a Brumak and not been yelling and shooting. The lenses on its helmet gleamed, each catching the light in a rippling span as it lowered its head, looking at them close. Its breath rippled out over them, hot and rank. Then it reared back, on its hind legs for a second, and took a lumbering step, one, two. Its cock smashed against the two of them, battering Tai to the ground, knocking Marcus back on his ass, splattering them both in rank, acrid pre. Its cock was monstrous: a thick shaft, gnarled with veins, and a cockhead that was nothing so much as a thicket of spines and tentacles, all dimly motile, clenching and twisting as pre continually sprayed from its gaping cockslit. It ground down, rutting Tai against the floor, mammoth balls smacking against him with a crashing, fleshy sound like a full-body tackle, tip mashing against Tai's face, instantly coating him in a river of slime. > > Its cockhead was easily bigger than Tai's _head_; looking at it straight on was like being face-to-face with some particularly bizarre Hollow species. The slit spread open, like a vertical mouth, and the inside of its shaft was a mess, riddled with big glossy bubbles of flesh, all shining and smooth. Thick cords of pre stretched out along the inner walls, glimmering. They started to droop, bowing down, but then a mess of pre erupted up, cock ejecting a massive, churning slug of ooze, splattering down all across Tai's face. > > It _churned_, squirming around like a living thing -- within the slimy mass there were cords of thicker slime, and it was that thicker slime that ran in solid cords all the way back down to the Brumak's cock, cords still stuck within its cock. Internal muscle clenched inside the Brumak, and every little twitch was channeled and amplified through the gummy mess, and the motion ran all the way back out, ending with its load squirming around across Tai's face and shoulders like a bunch of snakes, smearing grimy slime all over his skin in an inch-thick layer. > > Tai actually physically _grabbed_ it, ooze squelching in his hand, and stretched it out, shoving it into his mouth, slurping messily as he tried to drink it down. It was thick enough he had to chew, coughing and spitting up on himself as he gulped. They were practically fighting: Tai trying to yank the cords of pre all the way out; the Brumak's peristaltic spasms working aimlessly, churning it back and forth within its cock. Tai won: yet more of the mass slurped out from the Brumak's dick, the cords lashing and squirming as Tai grabbed some with both hands and crammed it into his mouth, throat stretching and bulging as the thick mass slithered its way down into his stomach. He soundlessly gasped, open-mouthed, throat entirely blocked -- open mouth covered in a film, warping and bubbling out as he gasped but never quite making it, until he gagged and coughed half the mess right back up across the Brumak's cockhead, wetly vomiting up a slimy semisolid slurry of pre. Then he pressed his face into the goo splattered in pudding-like globs over the gnarled flesh of the beast's cockhead and ate it right back up again, tongue curling around the fat knobs of flesh clustered across the cockhead, mouth flooded with scummy ooze before he swallowed and swallowed, coughing raggedly to clear his throat. > > It wasn't so much that Tai made out with the Brumak's cockhead as he nearly shoved his goddamn head inside it. The slit gaped, framed by two prongs of flesh, and Tai shoved his face between them, slime squirting out all around his face, piling up on his shoulders and drooling down. Tai groaned, the sound lost under the soggy, squelching suction of pre squirming across his body, and his face sunk deeper, nose and mouth shoved inside the Brumak's gaping slit. The Brumak roared, splattering saliva all over, and its cock pulsed twice, sharply, and spat out two more churning slugs, mashing up against Tai's chest and slapping over his shoulder. Tai just groaned, face pressed against the Brumak's gaping cockslit, fat cock-tentacles rubbing over his face as he mashed the slug between them, breaking it up into fat, slimy globs of ooze that smeared in sloppy peaks all up and down his chest. > > The Brumak lumbered a half-step backward -- enough to pull Tai's face from its cockhead with a messy _slurp_, but not enough to break the connecting film between them, chunky arm-thick ropes of ooze spanning from the tip all across Tai's head and shoulders, each spurt of pre caught up in the mess and deposited across Tai's face as if he was still deep in the Brumak's cock. He groaned, crawling forward to mash his face into the mess again, but the Brumak reached out with one of its hands and shoved him back, sending him sprawling prone, slime-covered face looking right up at the Brumak's open maw. > > Drool spilled down over him, in big greasy droplets, thinning the pre sludge and darkening the rock beside him. The Brumak opened its mouth, and its tongue lolled out, splattering the both of them with thick, slimy spit. Marcus had never been this close to a live Brumak, and sure as hell had never been this close to one's _tongue_ regardless. It was a huge thing, purple-black, and spilling out over its giant dagger-like fangs. The surface was pimply, all covered in a mess of pockmarks and prickly lumps, and the underside was all sleek purple muscle, with red-black veins bulging up to the surface. More and more lolled out of the beast's mouth; the later portion of the tongue was all covered in big glossy blotches, like raised bumps, and those were drooling a filmy ichor, something thicker than spit that had a gasoline sheen. That was a tongue that was easily bigger than either one of them. > > The Brumak lowered its head, exhale a whipping gust of wind, and slathered its massive tongue all over the both of them, hot and wet and sticky. The huge muscle spilled lower, probing between Tai's legs, and he groaned, raising them up -- feet catching on the sides of the Brumak's fangs. His entire body rocked against Marcus' front when the beast dug in. The Brumak's tongue folded over itself in frothy piles, spilling drool all across Tai's back and ass, only a tiny fraction of it pushing into his ass. Tai groaned, sagging, one hand reaching to cup his stomach, and Marcus followed the motion, hand clapped against Tai's gut. His eyes went wide as he felt the Brumak's tongue lurch and churn inside Tai, movement carrying all the way up to his skin. The beast drooled, hot breath billowing out over the both of them, and bore down -- Tai's shoulders rammed into Marcus, body rocking forward. Tai let out a cry, groaning continually, as the Brumak stuffed more of its tongue into his ass with a sickening slurping sound, gut rippling and then bloating as the Brumak's tongue churned up his guts. Spit-slathered flesh pumped back and forth, the Brumak tongue-fucking him with more and more of its tongue, until Tai's gut -- well, until Tai's gut looked like Marcus' had, after he'd been stuffed full of eggs. Hugely swollen, too-hot to the touch, and on Tai all his tattoos were stretched and skewed, his reddened flesh threatening to split through them with stretch marks. > > Tai wailed, groaning and shoving back, bracing himself against Marcus' hips -- his head was shiny with sweat, slick rivulets dripping down his sides, skin flushed dark. Then he _groaned_, eyes rolling back in his head, and went limp, cock erupting beneath him in thick, stringy lines of come. The beast tongue-fucked him through his orgasm, a fat fold of flesh spilling down to grind against his balls, and Tai let out a wheezing gasp each time the beast bore down against him, cock dribbling out squirt after squirt of come until he was drained, just a watery smear bubbling up from his flushed cockhead. > > His belly roiled, flesh rippling up and down in inhuman motions as the Brumak's tongue squirmed around inside him, sending Tai lurching side to side from the force of the motion. Tai just bellowed, nearly sobbing, as the Brumak's mouth yawned open wider, fangs digging into his thighs and back, the absolute root of the Brumak's tongue folding over itself in thick slimy layers, piling up against his ass as it shoved in even deeper, making his gut swell and bulge, gurgling from the sheer volume of Brumak spit drooling into him. Tai was practically sitting in the beast's maw, burning yellow eyes level with Marcus, giant fangs digging all across Tai's back and thighs, body folded in half. Drool spilled over its lips, drenching Marcus, its tongue nearly entirely buried in Tai's body. > > Then the tongue pulled out with a slobbery lurch, Tai's bloated belly suddenly shrinking as it all snapped out of him at whipcrack speed, leaving his gaping asshole pouring a waterfall of Locust come and Brumak slobber, body lurching and toppling forward as the Brumak spat him out onto the ground. > > Tai went entirely limp, the only thing stopping him from crashing to the ground Marcus' hands on his shoulders, suddenly bearing most of Tai's weight. Tai moaned, mumbling, dazed, and his hands weakly groped across Marcus' thighs and the rock below, only falteringly carrying his weight. And the Brumak -- it thundered forward, cock snapping up and down, smacking against its underbelly and spraying them both with a slimy drizzle of pre. The thing _squirmed_, veins pulsing, stubby cockhead tentacles writhing, and the Brumak hunched down -- Tai was a tiny target compared to it -- and shoved, cockhead crashing against his ass and driving inside through force alone, knocking Marcus back on his ass and dragging Tai entirely up in the air, lifted bodily up as the Brumak speared him on its cock. > > Tai didn't wail -- he exhaled with a near-silent _whuff_, soundlessly gasping as he hung there, impaled on the beast's cock. The cock made a huge mound across his shredded stomach, tentacles squirming under his flesh, and he slowly sunk deeper, slime and gravity dragging him fractionally down the massive shaft. >

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    > His thighs tensed, trembling, huge muscles slowly stretching as forced himself up, his feet braced against the Brumak's thighs, toes digging in, spread around the thick hornlike warts that bubbled up across its hide. A fraction of the Brumak's monstrous cock pulled out of him with a slurp and a gush of slime. He gasped, flooded gut shuddering, sagging back enough to reveal the misshapen lump of the Brumak's cockhead digging against the back of his abs, its tentacles writhing back and forth like huge snakes. Half its shaft was sunk into his ass, ring blown out, cheeks split wide open.

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    > Tai shifted his legs minutely, wheezing, and a squirt of pre erupted from his overstuffed ass, splattering against the beast's underbelly and drooling down. That squirt was followed by another, and another, until there was a continual flood of grimy, clumpy pre pouring down its shaft, huge ribbons stretching out into filmy translucent panes of slime, stretched all between Tai's legs and the Brumak's body. Sludge smeared under Tai's bare feet, and he tipped back, hand braced against the beast's belly. Tai's toes clenched, slurping now, and he squatted back down, bellowing as he took a good foot of the beast's cock before he had to stop and gasp, heaving, gagging on nothing, spitting up more chunky pre. The Brumak's cock was lodged nearly up past his ribs, into his chest cavity, and it shuddered and pulsed continually, each shot making Tai wheeze in time as the force of the eruptions pumped his diaphragm like a bellows. Tai gasped, drooling, slobbery spit spilling from his open mouth, turning into breathless rattles as he inched his squat down minutely more -- the lopsided lump of the Brumak's cockhead lurching up inside him, cockhead digging into his chest cavity. He lurched up, guts warping with a bubbling squelch, coughing and then spitting before drawing in a deep breath.

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    < Tai sagged back against the Brumak's underbelly, panting hard -- mouth hanging open, a continual mess of pre spilling past his lips. The Brumak's cockhead jutted straight out, a huge spike unbent by how it was halfway shoved into Tai's wrecked ass; Marcus could follow the curve from the root all the way to the tip, bulging out a half-foot past Tai's ribs, and when Tai leaned back that just stretched the bulge into something even more obscene, a giant, inhuman lump of raw, stretched flesh, squirming under the surface, twitching and flaring in minute pulses. --- > Tai fucked himself brutally on the Brumak's cock, panting, entire body sheened and dripping with sweat and slime; arms braced against the beast's chestplate, hands grasping thick riveted knobs; feet spanning the beast's thighs, slipping in the sloppy layer of muck spurting from his ass. Already his gut was swollen and heavy, the wet weight of alien pre inside him churning up by his frenetic squats, sloshing and cracking across his insides, squirting out from his wrecked ass, pouring down his legs. His legs were hardly able to pivot in his pelvis, given the sheer girth of the Brumak's shaft, and he still pushed himself up and down, each repetition leaving him visibly more wrecked.

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    > Tai was treating it like a fucking workout: drenched in spit and pre, gouges across his shoulders sluggishly bleeding, but he still braced himself against the Brumak's thighs, squatting down and then forcing himself back up, fucking himself on its brutally huge cock. He roared, the _whoof_ of exhale as the beast's cock pulverized his lungs becoming more and more intentional until it became a bellow, Tai roaring as he took the beast's cock. His bellow ended with a warbling squawk, choked gasping as the cock hit his lungs, and when he drew up he sucked in a wet, rattling breath. > > Tai sagged back against the Brumak's underbelly, panting hard -- mouth hanging open, a continual mess of pre spilling past his lips. The Brumak's cockhead jutted straight out, a huge spike unbent by how it was halfway shoved into Tai's wrecked ass; Marcus could follow the curve from the root all the way to the tip, bulging out a half-foot past Tai's ribs, and when Tai leaned back that just stretched the bulge into something even more obscene, a giant, inhuman lump of raw, stretched flesh, squirming under the surface, twitching and flaring in minute pulses.

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    > Tai was wrecked: the flesh of his stomach and sides shredded in hundreds of messy stretch marks, the widest with blood sluggishly beading up from his wrecked flesh. And beneath that he was bruising, flesh a blotchy red-purple, darkening as his stomach took the brunt of each thrust, ballooning and warping out to contain the Brumak's pre.

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    < bruised already, a mess of puckering stretch marks across his stomach and chest, and the flesh beneath a blotchy red-purple, darkening as his stomach took the brunt of each thrust, ballooning and warping out to contain the Brumak's load. --- > The Brumak's cock rippled, smacking Tai against its underbelly again, and then without any warning it erupted: his gut bloated out, flesh like so much rubber, warping out from the force of the shot, huge globs visibly spilling from the Brumak's cockhead and sluicing down his inner walls in vast, half-congealed bubbles, settling lower down, in his hanging gut. An enormous plume of grimy grey come erupted from his ass, spraying back against the Brumak's underbelly, but even with that his gut rippled and tore wider, each blast of come making it snap back and forth like there was a wild animal in there, violently surging in all directions. Tai just acting like an ill-fitting condom, body warped grotesquely around the beast's cock, ballooning out in bruised, bloody folds as the Brumak dumped its load in him.