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The sea pressing around him wasn't quite as lovely as the grip of a rainstorm, but it was nice enough that Teryx didn't complain. As the rain dragon descended further and further into the ocean, past the bits of light that came from the moon above, he tapped the forehead-mounted lamplight to make sure that he was still going in the right direction.

Judging by the gleam of light off of metal, he was pretty sure that he was. Adjusting course slightly to the left, he swam through a small school of fish on his way to the wreckage. His earpiece crackled, and he paused, pressing a hand to it.

"Alright, Teryx. From your beacon, you're almost there. We're not looking for any survivors this time - the government said that they all went down with the ship - so just head to the cargo bay. Should be almost on the seafloor. You good on air?"

He tapped the earpiece twice, sending a confirmation signal back to the Scrapper almost...what, two hundred meters above him, now?

"Acknowledged, Teryx. Good luck; hope you find something, because I sure don't want to get down there. You know cats and water."

He stifled a laugh, not wanting to waste precious oxygen, and continued his approach.

Of course, Doctor Boti wouldn't be the next one sent down. Aside from the fact that the snow leopard served as first mate, doctor, and scientist all in one, the Scrapper didn't carry anything that would let the feline come down this far. He should know; he was the one that did all that work for the crew.

It was part of the whole economic boom for dragons, now that the world was coming together to explore the underwater part of the planet. Teryx took a little pride that he had an advantage as a rain dragon, but almost any dragon species had a naturally high oxygen retention rate, and could dive down further than any other species could without the need for special equipment or suits.

Of course, that meant budget cuts everywhere, and the rain dragon shivered a little as he worked his way towards the ocean floor. True depths or not, it was cold down here, and a speedo was no replacement for a wetsuit.

Still, at least the ship was in good condition. He'd been on enough dives - both to potential habitation sites and to wrecks - where everything was scattered about, where finding everything would take hours and multiple trips back up to the surface. Having this ship - some research vessel or something - still holding together would make his job much easier.

The dragon swam up to the hull and pressed his hand against it, panning the light back and forth. The holes that had sunk the ship were definitely towards the stern, though there were blow-outs on the sides. Not enough to be dangerous, though, as he kept his hand against the metal and kicked down, carrying himself along.

Strangely enough, despite the shredded bits of meat here and there, there was no sign of sharks being drawn in. Teryx had been down to enough wrecks like this to know that the blood in the water tended to draw in predators from miles around, that there were always things that wanted a free meal. While he was grateful not to be fighting them, it put him on edge. Something was off about this ship.

He couldn't even radio back to ask about it without wasting air, and that was if the earpiece could pick up his garbled words this far down. Shaking his head, he pushed forward, hoping for the best.

Blowing out a few bubbles as he reached the hole, Teryx reached down to his waist. There wasn't much in the way of a toolbelt for a speedo, but he did have a knife and a few specimen jars. He pulled out the former and rapped it against the metal a couple of times, testing the waters. When nothing came out, he slowly pulled himself around it, still carrying the blade in one hand as he pulled himself along with the other.

It looked like a science lab as he pulled himself along. Tables riveted to the floor, shelves that had been covered in test tubes and vials, countless outlets for different monitors and devices; it screamed science lab. Thankful for the tables giving him something to pull himself along with, he made his way to the hallway hatch, and slowly turned it.

The silence pushed down on him as much as the pressure as he moved in slow motion, walking through the water-filled corridor and feeling almost like a ghost. Even without survivors to worry about, the dragon expected to see bodies, or pieces of them, or...or something.

Yet, the only thing that he found were...puddles, he supposed. Floating red puddles that almost looked like something had exploded, rather than something that had been ripped apart. It was strange.

Shaking his head, he followed the hallway signs towards the cargo bay. Ostensibly, there were several specimens down there that needed retrieval, and as long as he was quick, it should be a one-dive job. Teryx pulled himself along, kicking off of metal pipes and doors along the way, until he reached the larger bulkhead that locked the cargo bay off from the rest of the ship.

Okay, it should be filled with water, too. I hope so, otherwise this is going to be impossible to open...

It was half-full, which still meant that it was a pain and a half to work with. If it hadn't been for the fact that he could actually damage the ship further if needed, he wouldn't have been able to get around the bulkhead. However, a shaped charge or two detonated from a few rooms back, and he had water flooding into the room. He waited for the pressure to equalize, and then worked the door open.

As he swam into the cargo hold, he wasn't surprised to see about half of it floating freely. The rest of it was too tied down to have broken free, but the smaller pieces were either shattered and floating in pieces, or -

A ripple in the water was his only warning before something small and pink attacked him. Teryx turned in the water, sweeping his knife out, but it missed. The creature was faster in the water than he was - some sort of snake? - and it barely got its tail nicked before it latched onto his arm.

Bubbling in panic, the dragon dropped the knife and slashed with his claws. Three pieces of pink snake came free, floating off with some sort of blood coming off of them, but the head...

Get it off, get it off, get it off! he thought in a quiet panic, digging his claws around the creature's jaws and working it out of his arm. It hurt, and he could see that it had gotten through his scales enough to leave him bleeding. The ocean salt told him that much. But it didn't look too bad. He just hoped it wasn't venomous.

Shaking his head, Teryx pulled one of the specimen jars from his waist and started sweeping it over the pink-clouded water, gathering up the pieces of the strange serpent. It was beyond weird; nothing that bright should be down here. Either as predator or prey, it would stand out too well, and...

And...

The dragon shook his head again, feeling a little weird. Something about the pink goo in the water...Or was it...

He stopped swimming, sinking towards the cargo hold floor. His feet clunked as they hit the metal, and he had to lean against something. His speedo...tenting? Why? So hard to...so hard to think...

He shook his head, trying to clear it, but it was impossible. There was a heat burning through his veins, and his cock throbbed so much as it kept pushing its way up. His heart was beating faster, his body heating up as he had to resist the urge to pant, resist the need to start breathing when he couldn't.

His cock...

It pushed forward so hard, and felt so sensitive as it stroked against the inside of his speedo, finally pushing the waistband of it forward as he got hard enough. The latex fabric felt like it was about to rip around him, and the back was digging right into his ass, forcing his tail up from all the pressure. Teryx couldn't understand it...

Didn't want to...understand it...

His eyes were rolling back as his lungs were gradually losing oxygen. Higher heart rate, using it up, moving faster. Had to get...get to the...surface...

Specimen bottle. He pulled it back to his waist, and weakly kicked off of the floor, trying to swim back to the hallway. His speedo slipped, his cock pushing it down, and he kicked it off of his legs rather than try to pull it back up.

He was only partway back to the science lab when the water started rippling again. His mind feeling like it was on fire, smoky with need, he barely had the chance to turn around before they were on him.

More snakes. More strange, pink snakes, slimy despite the constant washing effects of the water. They slithered up his legs, up his arms, around his tail, making it more and more difficult to swim.

Teryx shook them as best he could, but they were so strong...surface. He had to get to the surface.

The rain dragon kicked off of the wall, crushing one snake in the process as he entered the science lab again. They were slithering all over him, swarming across his chest and his thighs, over his tail and under it as he reached the breach in the wall. He pulled himself around -

A massive series of bubbles slipped past his mouth as he let out a silent shout, one of the snakes wrapping around his cock. Another slipped under his tail, wriggling towards his ass like something out of a Japanese horror story.

He kept swimming, even as his eyes started to go dark...even as his cock twitched in their grip...and as something punched under his tail, he let out what air he had left...

A gasp of breath, and he woke up.

Teryx panted as he looked around the medbay of the Scrapper, his heart feeling like it was up in his throat. How...how was he even still alive? He'd been so deep, the air oozing out of his lungs as he'd blacked out...he should have drowned.

Yet here he was. The rain dragon slowly shook his head as he took several deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. Easier said than done, though. Everything was spinning...nothing made sense.

Just...just calm down. Think. What happened?

The dragon remembered entering the ship. He remembered pulling himself through the hallways, making his way down towards the cargo hold. He remembered that there had been...something...in the water, but nothing that made sense. Something bit him? Yes, that felt right. Thinking about it sent a twinge up his arm, but it was nothing more than a tingle compared to what the memory told him it had felt like.

But what happened next? How had he gotten back to the ship when he'd been in the depths of the sea? How had he -

"Nngh!"

He grunted in frustration, falling back onto the pillow. No matter how he pressed it, it wouldn't come back to him...and something else was out of place, as well. He knew that he'd been asleep for a while, but this...

Teryx looked down his body, to the spot where the medbay blankets still covered his lower half. Even with the scratchy blankets over him, he could see his all-too-evident bulge, throbbing beneath the covering. Way stiffer than morning wood, and...tempting...tempting in a way that it really shouldn't be, considering what he'd just gone through.

Or...was it just gone through?

How long have I been asleep?

That was the real question, and it was the one that made him panic the most. How long had he been laying in the medbay? How long had he been not fulfilling his contract? How did they even get him back up when he was the only dragon on the ship and the only one that had any skill with diving down that deep?

So many questions, so few answers, and he doubted that he'd be getting any before the good Doctor Boti came to see him.

Might as well do some sort of self-examination, I guess, he thought as he slowly pulled himself to a seated position. His blankets rolled off, and he saw that he'd lost his speedo sometime during the ascent. Maybe it had fallen off of his legs while he was -

Flash!

Something slick and pink slithering up his leg, a face smirking and grinning in a way that no serpent should be able to do. Sharp teeth perched right over the edge of his cock, no way to slap it off when his lungs already burning -

The image faded before he could actually hold onto it, leaving him panting again. Teryx stared at his cock, the ghostly idea of the creature hovering over it before it faded along with his memory. There'd been...something...chasing him up from the ship. He remembered that much. But why would it be...and how could it...

He shook his head, walking over to the wall-mounted mirror on the far side of the medbay. His cock bounced and twitched all the way over, insanely hard despite everything. The rain dragon tried to ignore the way that it smacked back and forth between his legs, sometimes swinging up to his belly from the momentum when he started hurrying.

When he was in front of the mirror, he ran his hands over his chest, over his arms and legs. Everything felt right, none of the soreness that would come with some of the longer dives. His breathing felt about right, as well, none of the labored problems that some dragons complained about when they came up from the depths too fast for their own good. That was something else.

But...

Why am I so hard?

He looked down at his cock again, and reluctantly reached down to grab it. As soon as his fingers wrapped around it, he hissed; so much more sensitive, too.

Did something else happen? Why...This doesn't make any sense.

He shook his head, about to turn around and go back to the bed when he noticed something else. Despite everything, his tail was...was raised rather high. The point actually came up over his head and down along his shoulder, almost like he was raising it and -

Flash!

Creatures slithering up his legs, hanging on too tightly to be kicked off as he frantically pulled at the water. Moving up higher and higher, trailing pink all over his legs, sinking into his scales. No way to get away. No way to move faster. Slithering up under his tail and then pushing hard. Too slick to hold back. Too slender to keep out. Pushing where they shouldn't -

Teryx pressed a hand to his head as the images faded again, shaking his head to try and push it out. They were nightmarish; it couldn't possibly be real. Even with how little they knew about the ocean floor or the cargo of the ship, there couldn't be something like that in the ocean. Not something that weird, that...invasive.

As he opened his eyes again, he realized that he'd turned away from the mirror, and didn't remember doing it. Teryx looked over his shoulders, and his eyes widened.

With his tail up so far, he could see his own ass much better than usual, and something had definitely changed back there. His hole was wide open, visible even without reaching back to part his cheeks, and he could see something...pink...dripping out of it. Some sort of ooze, like some female dripping from arousal, or...

Pink...

No, no, it couldn't be. The creatures in those flashbacks couldn't be real...could they?

He slowly turned around again, forcing his tail down with every bit of his willpower. It took much more effort than it should, and Teryx shivered as he tried not to think about what it might mean. Instead, he reached down to his cock, shivering again at the sensitivity, and started stroking it, testing it.

Flash!

Trapped in the ocean, unable to swim away, surrounded by swirling swarms of creatures. The slithering goo running all over his body, making him shiver and shudder, his scales burning despite the cold of the depths, his cock throbbing harder than ever. Bright fangs pumping burning venom into his veins, his cock filled by one, his ass opening for another -

"Ah....ah...."

He was leaning forward then, unable to help himself. Teryx froze, slowly pulling his hand away from his cock and looking down at his fingers.

Pink...

Not clear pre, but some sort of pink ooze came from his cock, something that looked exactly like the hazy flashbacks that he was getting. This...this was impossible. This...he had to be dreaming. That was it. He had to be dreaming.

The rain dragon stumbled back to his bed and pulled the blanket over his head, trying to drown out the thoughts of what might be wrong with him. Surely, Doctor Boti would be able to help. Surely...

"Teryx, time to wake up."

He groaned, trying to roll over. The sudden blast of cold over his rear - some sort of spray bottle - made the rain dragon yelp, almost jumping right off of the small cot.

"HEY!"

"Good, you're actually conscious now."

"You...you...Gimme that!"

"Ack! No, no, not the water!"

Teryx sprayed the feline mercilessly with his own spray bottle, driving the doctor back from the bed as he pulled the blankets back up around him. The doctor hissed as he pulled his lab coat up over his neck and head, covering himself until he was out of range. Teryx kept spraying, shaking his head.

"What was that for?"

"I had to see if you were really awake, or if you were just moving around in your sleep."

"Wouldn't that have just woken me up anyway?"

"Not with the coma you've been in."

"...Coma?"

"Yeah. You've been asleep for a whole three days."

"..."

Three days...That's...

His vision went pink for a moment, everything tinted in a different shade before he shook his head. The color faded, but not the memory.

"Doctor...are you sure? How...what happened to me?"

"We aren't sure. You came up from the water alright, but as soon as you cleared the surface, you seemed to fall unconscious. We fished you out - well, the captain did, I wasn't about to touch the water - and brought you down here to see if we could help you recover. Some of the tests came back a little strange, but nothing to explain this."

Teryx shook his head, looking down at himself. He'd reached the surface alright, somehow...but there hadn't been any sign of the creatures?

Maybe...maybe I did just dream that. Yeah, like I was dreaming my ass dripping with pink goo. That had to be a dream too, right?

Yes, yes it had to be. The alternative wasn't something that he was even a little bit willing to consider.

The snow leopard tentatively walked a bit closer, and this time, the dragon let him take the water bottle back. Though he did yelp as the snow leopard sprayed him in the face.

"Hey!"

"It's just fair. You got me four times, I only got you once."

"Aren't you supposed to be helping me?"

"Hmm, that's debatable, really."

"Contractually debatable?"

"Good point. Are you comfortable sitting up?"

Teryx shifted his position a couple of times, testing out just how good it did feel to sit up. He was a little bit dizzy, but not that much. Enough that he didn't want to test walking again, though. Not yet.

"I think I can manage it."

"Good. I've been wanting to get a couple of pressure tests done, and I need you awake for that. First, though, I want to update your blood samples. There's been a progressive change in certain compounds since you came back, and I want to see if it's progressing."

"What kind of compounds?"

"That's the thing. I don't know."

"What do you mean, you don't know? You're a doctor, right?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"The kind of question someone asks when their doctor doesn't know what's going on with something in their body."

"Well, I'm pretty sure that any doctor would be confused here. You're producing something that I've never seen before. It's not got any record in the public databanks, so either it's some sort of private dragon thing -"

Teryx shrugged.

"Or it's something brand new that nobody has seen before. Either way, I need to track its progress. So, blood test, then stress test. Okay?"

"...Okay."

The dragon looked down at his arm, wiggling his fingers as the good doctor walked over to the other side of the medbay. What mutters the snow leopard made were drowned out by the dragon's thoughts, trying to puzzle that out.

New compounds...If they ended up being some sort of pink compound, he didn't think that he'd be able to stop screaming. This had to be a nightmare. There had to be some sort of explanation that he hadn't thought of yet, something that would keep him from being filled with some sort of...some sort of monster.

Maybe it was just some sort of dragon thing? After all, even his own species didn't know all that there was to know about their biology. The pressure difference and breath-holding advantage they had wasn't all that old. Maybe this was something new with evolution?

Please, please, please, let that be it. I don't want to be...

His thoughts trailed off as he looked up again, his eyes drifting over to the doctor and landing...landing on the bent-over rump of the snow leopard.

He'd never...never thought of Doctor Boti that way. The snow leopard was too annoying to think of romantically, too sassy and too educated to think of in any sort of erotic way. But...

Teryx groaned, feeling his cock throb all the harder suddenly. Images filled his mind, tinted pink with this strange idea of the snow leopard bent over his own work stations, that fuzzy, fluffy tail shoved high in the air as he got pounded hard up the ass. The dragon shivered, feeling his cock throb and ooze into the blanket with the images, and he clenched his fingers into the sheet to avoid just giving in.

He swore his cock was growing from how hard it felt, getting thicker at the very least. His eyes rolled back, the strange pink tinge on his imagination now as he thought of the doctor pinned down on the ground, a scaly foot - his own? - on the doctor's hip as he got pounded to within an inch of his life, breaking down that smug exterior, making him beg for cock like a little slut.

A soft moan escaped his lips, his eyes closing for a moment. When he opened them again, he was halfway across the room, and his hands were reaching out in a way that he most definitely wasn't making them down.

What? What?! No, I'm not - stop!

He screamed in his head as his hands flipped the doctor's lab coat up, forcing it out of the way as they ripped his pants down. Teryx heard the doctor yowl in shock, but the sound was silenced as 'he' swung the doctor around towards the beds. The snow leopard went flying, landing on one of the mattresses with a thunk, and no sooner had that happened than the dragon's body followed, landing on top of Boti.

I'm not...how...

He couldn't move. Not on his own, anyway. His body had its own ideas, however, and it wasn't going to stop. Teryx could only follow along for the ride, and as he saw his scaly fingers part the doctor's furry ass cheeks, he could tell it was going to be a wild one.

It didn't help that this bed was right by the mirror he'd been posing in front of, earlier. He didn't have to look down to see what was going on; he could see everything right in front of him, from the fact that Boti had his head jammed into the pillow to keep from making any sound, to the fact that his cock really was bigger, thicker. Two inches longer, and a full inch thicker at the base, and dripping...

Dripping pink all over the snow leopard's ass. The fur was matted down already by the thick secretions, making it slimy and drippy, and Teryx's panting wasn't entirely coming from whatever was controlling him. It felt so good to hump his cock back and forth between those fuzzy ass cheeks, even as he felt his cock drooling more than it should...and not looking right, either.

He felt a sudden clench in his stomach as he saw something wriggling in his balls, running in a bulge up and down his cock. That...that wasn't normal. There was something in him. Something that shouldn't even exist.

Boti! Captain! Someone stop this! Stop - mmph!

Another burst of pleasure hit his brain, stopping his thoughts right in their tracks. It was like he was suddenly drowned in a haze of pure lust, his head rolling around in bliss and need as his fingers pried the feline's ass cheeks apart.

Boti's struggles had slowed dramatically, he noticed, but he didn't understand why. The slime? Maybe...but why would he struggle...it felt so...good...the slime was good...all good...

Teryx floated on that cloud of lust as his body worked against his will, barely able to care about the fact that he was sliding that thick cock inside of the smaller male. As the pleasure of fucking a tight hole filled him, he cared even less, going along for the ride.

He wasn't sure how long he was fucking the doctor before things started to turn even weirder, but he knew it couldn't have been long. He wasn't that out of his mind...he hoped. Then again, when his body pulled his cock out of the doctor's ass, and it had a snake head coming out of the tip, he started questioning his grip on reality.

What...this...

Another burst of pleasure, and Teryx could only moan as his body shivered, spurting high-pressure pink goo around the snake slithering out of his cock. Boti's asshole was spread wide, and the snake head pressed against it. Even more of the goo oozed out of the strange creature's body as it worked its way into the doctor, sliding past the spread rim as if it was going down a natural hole in the outside world.

There was a strange fascination to the sight, and Teryx doubted he could have looked away even if he was in charge of his own body. It just wriggled in, leaving more and more slime behind, enough to drip down from the snow leopard's hole all the way down to his balls. It was like watching something...wrong...yet so...so...

Good home...good host...

A different voice, there, if voice was the right word. The rain dragon shivered in barely suppressed horror, unable to quite pull himself through the pleasure fog, but it was almost enough to do it.

This was wrong, wrong, wrong, but he couldn't stop himself as his body flipped Boti's body over. The snow leopard's face was glazed and broken, the doctor drooling pink from his lolling tongue as his legs were pulled up and spread for a proper -

"Mmmmph!"

Both he and the doctor grunted as the dragon started hammering into that hole properly, Teryx groaning as it clenched around his cock again and again. If it had been anything like a normal fuck, he would have been loving it. The doctor was tight and slick, and clenched constantly around his cock. Even the little ripples of things moving down his shaft and sliding out the tip wasn't so bad -

Boti arched his back, the snow leopard's cock spurting all over his belly, and the spray helped outline the...bulges...of things moving around inside of the feline. Again, Teryx felt a swell of fear, even nausea at the sight, but he couldn't stop his body. It kept humping, kept pumping into the feline, forcing him to keep following along for the ride.

Even as the snake creatures started to make spirals and loops as they slithered around inside of the doctor, Teryx felt himself buried under more and more of the pleasure that the creatures were force-feeding him. His eyes rolled back, his balls swaying and churning as they had him thrusting faster than ever. In and out, in and out -

"Ahhhhh!"

He moaned deeply as he came...and the part of him that was him blacked out.

Ugh...ugh...

The dragon slowly pushed himself off of the floor, rubbing his head. He had one hell of a headache, and his whole body ached for some reason. Almost like he'd been working himself to the bone for hours, but that couldn't have been possible. He'd just...

Just...

Boti!

He jumped to his feet, groaning in discomfort as he looked one way, then the other. No Boti at the medical desk, not at the closed door. He turned to the beds -

"Oh...no..."

Teryx dropped to his knees, staring at the deflating body of the snow leopard. His chest had hollowed out, and so had his arms, almost making him look like some sort of hazard suit rather than a person. His legs and waist were still mostly there, but even that was starting to break down, like something was -

POP.

One of the fingers in the arm broke open, and one of the...creatures...slithered out.

The dragon backpedaled away from them, scooting back until he was flat against a wall. As he looked away from it, he saw more and more of them. Dozens, hanging from the sides of the bed, slithering out of Boti's ass, out of his cock, even out of his mouth as they kept hollowing him out. And as they caught sight of him, they started slithering in his direction, as well.

He swept his tail from side to side as they got closer to him, but it was barely effective at keeping them even a little ways away. They were relentless, coming closer and closer, pushing past everything that he did, making it harder and harder to keep them away. Every little bit of slime that they left on his tail made it harder to think, making his cock throb all the more with each little application that he got.

It only took a few minutes before he completely gave in, slumping down the wall once more, sitting with his legs spread and his tail pinned behind his back.

He watched in a fog as they slithered up to him, winding between his toes before moving up his legs. They...they almost seemed to smile, unnaturally happy to be back with him. It sent shivers down his spine, and he didn't want to try and figure out why they felt that way. They were monsters. Horrible creatures.

One reached his cock, and hovered over the tip of his swelling erection. It oozed slime from every section of its body, dripping over his cock. Every little droplet made him swell, made his cock feel harder, harder, harder. The creature coiled its tail around the base of his shaft, squeezing him like a living cockring,

As his cockhead swelled, it finally pushed against him. Teryx let out a weak gasp as it forced its head past his urethra, forcing it to expand, forcing it to spread around that strange, serpentine shape. The only thing that kept him from feeling pain was the slime; it made everything feel good.

I wonder...if Boti enjoyed it...when they killed him...

He whimpered, shivering and panting as other snakes worked their way up his body. One reared back before striking his ass, slamming its head into his hole and slithering its way in. He felt every inch as it worked its way inside of him, only to groan as a second one couldn't wait and slammed in with it, spreading his hole all the wider. They worked back and forth, slithering deeper and deeper, and he could feel them as they worked their way up his colon, up to his belly, making room for others.

Just like he could feel the one moving down his cock, making it bulge in all the wrong ways as it made its way towards his balls. He felt it moving past his prostate - felt it like a shock as he gave a weak thrust upwards - before he settled down again. Then another came, and another, and another, each one working him over in an entirely different way, each one making it harder and harder to think.

He was being filled with their slime as much as he was being filled with them, and their slime made him so hard, so turned on, so needy. Teryx slimed down further and further, his ass pressing against their swarm, and they slithered up in twos, in threes, even in fours when they got all riled up.

His cock was not excluded, with some of the smaller snakes working into him by twos, spreading his urethra wider that it ever should have gone. They slimed him, coated him, making it pleasurable...

But despite it all, he couldn't stop screaming in his head. Everything was wrong. He was a monster. These monsters were using him, making him...making him something for their purposes. Something that would let them survive. Something that would let them kill.

Teryx screamed, fighting it as much as he could, but they were already almost all back inside of him. His belly felt swollen from how many were inside of him, and no matter how much he squeezed, he couldn't force them back out again.

Host...host will help...

And they...talked?

I won't help! I won't do this!

Host will. Host no choice.

I have a choice!

Not forever.

Not forever...perhaps not. But he would make sure that this didn't happen again. He looked slowly towards the bed. Boti was no longer anything like what he had been. The snow leopard's eyes had sunk in, and while the eye-lids covered the empty sockets, he knew that the snakes had destroyed everything inside of the doctor. There was nothing left. He was...he was a husk.

Why...

Not dragon. Dragons good hosts. Others not-good hosts.

So, the only reason he wasn't dead was because he was a dragon. Somehow, he was less grateful for that than he otherwise might be, considering he'd brought about the death of someone else in exchange.

What was he going to do now? He was a living parasite aquarium at this point, and he didn't feel...right. Almost like things were missing now, like he had pieces of him that weren't feeling right. Teryx slowly stood - now that he could control himself again - and pressed against his belly...then his chest...

The sheer give in those areas frightened him. There should have been more...structure, and less squish and slosh.

What...

Replacing you...filling you...making good host.

Oh gods, they weren't killing him, but they were still doing something. And it wasn't going to be something good.

"What do I do..."

He looked at Boti, and cried.

"What do I do?"