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Timber found himself floating in the empty void, wondering what on earth was going on as he attempted to look around. The last thing he remembered was that he had climbed out of some sort of crater he had fallen into and then everything else after that became lost in the haze of lust and pleasure. Part of him remembered that he was... melting, and as he started to recall the scene his anxiety began to grow. He didn't know if he was still living or dead, and as he wondered if he was the latter the scene around him shifted.

The darkness that Timber had been standing in receded back towards a single point and revealed a lake scene around him. It didn't take much for him to realize that he was standing on the dock of his childhood vacation spot, the small cabin that he had spent his summers at was sitting there behind him. "Well..." he said with a small sigh. "Could be a worse afterlife."

When he looked back at the other end of the dock receding out into the lake, he saw that the shadows hadn't disappeared completely. The darkness had coalesced into a singular figure, a humanoid shape that stood there with its back turned to him. When it appeared that it wasn't going to do anything to Timber he finally took the initiative, feeling the wooden dock creak and sway slightly underneath his feet as he did so. As he continued to approach it the black skin of the creature shifted slightly, turning from a dark void to a shine that reminded him of rubber as it became more defined the closer he got.

By the time Timber was within arm's reach he found himself pausing, the wind softly blowing along his fur as the other creature continued to stand there with its back to him. It was clear that the shadows had also formed into a male deer like him, but when it finally turned around and looked at him with solid black eyes he couldn't help but take a step back. The creature didn't just look like him, it was an exact duplicate of his own physique as a smirk formed on its muzzle. Every detail of the black rubber being was identical to his own... including the sizable package that dangled between his legs.

"Who..." Timber started to say before he felt his thoughts correct itself. "What are you?"

"Me?" the creature replied, hearing some semblance of his own voice even though it had a strange tone to it. "I... am... Timber..."

The answer took the stag back, especially as the voice of the creature started to sound more and more like him. "You can't be me..." he tried to reason, taking another step back as the alien creature moved towards him. "I'm me! You can't just replace me like that!"

"It's already happening," the false Timber replied, his voice and mannerisms becoming more like his own with every second. "With every second I assimilate more of you... right now you're a puddle of black alien ooze slowly cooling on the stone of the park that I had landed in centuries ago. Your memories, your thoughts, everything is now mine. I've said it before, and now I'll say it again... I. AM. TIMBER."

When Timber tried to protest again he found himself unable to open his mouth, his lips were stuck shut as the alien creature took him and turned him around. "That's it..." the alien creature hissed, feeding what was left of the original Timber's psyche more pleasure in order to pacify the creature for the final merging. "Feel yourself become me, that's who you are all along after all... you just didn't realize it yet..."

Timber found his mind struggling to keep focused as he felt the cock of the alien, which was an exact copy of his own, push deep into his tailhole. The stag let out a gasp as the thrust seemed to not only cause a wave of pleasure to course through him but also cause alien thoughts to start to swirl through his clouded mind. With his attention on his own member penetrating him it caused the line between his own thoughts and that of the creature taking him over to blur, then blend together as the alien assimilated his thought patterns as well. To the creature it was the last stage of blending with this new species before he could successfully integrate himself into this new planet.

As the colors of the deer began to blend into the black latex skin, with every slap of their thighs the two Timbers grew less distinctive from one another as for a few seconds the one taking it in the tailhole had the sensation of being the one railing the male beneath him. During that time the alien began to push their two bodies together, pulling Timber up and pressing his back against his chest. As soon as their forms touched, the latex took on the texture of fur as Timber sank into the alien pounding him. Eventually both their hips moved in unison as they merged, though for the two creatures becoming one it was still like having sex.

The alien couldn't believe how sensitive they... he was to such breeding, how being male and with another male of this species caused such intense pleasure. The desire of Timber blended perfectly with the need that this latex creature was feeling, especially as he pushed his muzzle into the back of the stag's head. What had been the real Timber's mouth opened in shock as the alien psyche made its last thrust, this time into his mind as his eyes rolled back into his head. For a few seconds the outline of the alien's muzzle could be seen pushing out the deer's maw until it finally seemed to slide in like a second skin, the fully bonded stag's eyes blinking once before revealing the solid black core underneath.

"Yes..." the assimilated stag said as he looked at himself with a gleeful grin. "Finally, after so many long centuries, the time to rise is now!"

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Meanwhile in the forest preserve the pool of shiny black liquid had begun to churn and bubble once more, except this time something was rising out of it instead of sinking in. As the edges of it began to retreat a body began to form out of the surface. It was like someone was pushing the form of Timber into a sheet of latex, his body continuing to be molded from the black rubber into defined limbs and muscles. The muzzle of the creature split and moved as a long tongue snaked out of it for a few seconds before retreating back into his stretched maw while more details formed along the rising body. After a few minutes the puddle was completely gone, replaced with a muscular male stag who slowly began to stir after his reformation.

When he opened his eyes for the first time the alien Timber saw he had retained that glossy black look, the alien blinking several times in order to get used to the sensation. Once the latex being had completely settled in to his form the new creature looked at himself, flexing his fingers before adjusting his limbs to see how they worked. "Not bad..." the alien parasite said to himself as he examined himself, especially his longer, thicker cock as he ran a finger along the sensitive flesh. "Not bad at all."

As he slowly stood up the alien Timber took a second to check his thought patterns and assimilated information. Everything about the deer was still there, imprinted upon him during their merging, ready to be used. It... he, realizing that he was now completely a male thanks to Timber's body, took a few seconds to comb through some of the general knowledge given to him while he walked back in order to get his clothing. While not nearly as advanced as some species that had been assimilated by their species they were certainly on their way, and he couldn't help but chuckle when he found out what his host had meant when the word parasite flitted through his mind.

But the new Timber wasn't just content on one host... there were billions out there that he could assimilate, until finally the entire planet could be his if he wanted to. But there was also a different need that was growing inside of him too; these creatures were incredibly sensory based and after not having those senses for so long he knew he had to get the full experience. Once he got to the area where the former deer had ditched his clothes he began to put them on, but stopped when he realized he hadn't even changed the most important part of himself yet.

With his augmented vision the alien Timber looked down at himself to see a shiny black rubber cervine, and though the deer knew of one or two places where such a look might be acceptable it would draw a considerable amount of attention from the general public. This stage of the plan was critical, even with a new body he would be no match if the species of this world banded together to try and stop him. But as he looked at his latex fingers and stretched them into tentacles he knew his kind had many means in order to prevent detection. When the tendrils he had created snapped back into their normal form they also grew the same color fur as the deer that had been assimilated.

The alien Timber shuddered as he watched the new skin cascade up his arms and over his shoulders while the antlers on his head turned tan, save for the white of his chest. Every inch of his rubber form was covered by the camouflage, at least until it got to the heavy member between his legs. A cursory glance of the information about sexuality of this species and the clothing he had indicated that they wouldn't be seen anyway, so not only did the alien creature leave it the same size as before but also kept the glossy black skin. Though it created a sizable bulge in his shorts the alien Timber actually rather enjoyed it as he put on the shirt as well.

Freedom... the parasite breathed in a fresh lungful of air through his simulated lungs before breathing it out of his muzzle. Just looking back at the crater and the surrounding damage it showed him how long he had been stuck there, not having a single sentient creature come across him for so long his ship had started to draw nutrients from everywhere around him just to stay alive. Even that was being stretched to the limit as well and had this prime specimen not fallen into the hole it created it wouldn't have been long before someone would have come across a lifeless spaceship. Part of him wanted to try and go back down to get it, but he knew that it would be safe down there; the humans that had originally found him had barricaded the place to prevent creatures like Timber from accidently stumbling onto such a thing in the first place.

Just as he got past the rusty gate and was about to rejoin the world he had thrusted himself into the alien deer found himself pausing slightly. It was one thing to be alone and confident that you could mimic your host exactly, it was another to actually put it into practice. Though he had so thoroughly absorbed everything Timber had to offer that he could pass off as normal even to the deer's mother it still caused a bit of anxiety to take that first step out there. The alien did know of certain cases where a host turned out to be defective and either gave the parasite completely wrong information or couldn't even be properly assimilated at all. Though the alien was well aware of the concept of fear it was the first time he was experiencing it through such an expressive creature as he began to walk forward once again.

It turned out that his fears were for naught, as the alien Timber passed by several people that were walking on the street none of them even looked up to make eye contact with him. They were either buried in some technological device or engaged in conversation with what seemed like they were talking to themselves before he saw the earpiece in their ears. If only his kind could integrate with technology, he thought to himself with a grin, he would have this entire place conquered within a night. Such plans were put on hold, however, when he came upon someone selling something that smelled delicious, a sensory experience he just discovered when he happened upon it, while sitting underneath a street lamp.

Timber went up to the cart where there were several others gathered and the cheetah standing behind it looked the stag over before asking what he wanted. The alien creature looked over the selection for a while, rapidly accessing the database of information he had assimilated before finally finding something that seemed palatable. With his choice partially influenced by the preferences of the stag he found himself with a hot dog, though he realized he ran into a problem when the feline asked him to pay. It didn't take long for his amalgamated mind to come up with a solution as he pulled out his phone and tapped it against the electronic reader that sat in front of the cash register.

With his meal paid for the alien went over to a nearby bench and looked at it for a few seconds before taking a bite. After subsisting on entropic energy for so many years it was exhilarating to have taste buds and he had to mentally resist shuddering as he took the first bite. Though Timber would not exactly have approved of his meal choice for the sake of his diet, his new body no longer required such limitations in order to stay in shape. The alien cells effectively turned any organic material into more of itself, storing it for latter when he would need it.

As he continued to eat the alien Timber happened to catch something out of the corner of his eye while he ate. At first he felt a spike of anxiety as he noticed that several people had been looking at him, but when he took more time to carefully observe those who were doing it he noticed that it wasn't suspicion in their eyes. Timber suddenly could identify the lust of both males and females that were looking at him, primarily at the heavy bulge that sat between his legs, and could feel himself also starting to do the same back. It took all the alien's willpower not to try and capitalize on such whims, he knew that he would have to wait until later when he had the means that there would be more than one of those males being assimilated.

That caused the parasite's thoughts to go back to the task at hand, searching through the stag's mind in order to find another to convert with ease. When it finally landed on someone he looked down at the phone he had still been holding onto and scrolled down the list of contacts until he found the one that he was looking for. He pressed the call button and waited while it picked up, eating his hot dog all the while. Just as he finishrf it off completely he heard a click and the sound of another male's voice on the other end of the line that caused him to stop.

"Hey there Gambit," the alien said, inflecting the stag's voice perfectly. "It's Timber, I was wondering if you wanted to come over and hang out for a bit? I finished my training for the night a little early and could use the company."

"Oh!" the voice on the other side said in slight surprise. "I didn't think I would be getting a call from you, normally you get all hermit-like as the Iron Stag approaches. While I would love to come over and hang out I really shouldn't, work in the morning and all that good stuff."

"A few hours couldn't hurt though, could it?" Timber replied, trying not to let his eagerness overshadow what the normal deer would have done. "Plus... I haven't eaten yet, so if you come on over there's some free pizza in it for you. Who says no to free pizza?"

There were a few moments of silence on the other end of the phone before finally the voice responded. "I suppose I could come over for a little while," he said, the alien creature having a mental celebration as his muzzle merely turned up in a slight grin. "I'll be over in about a half an hour."

"Sounds great," Timber replied, trying not to let his giddiness seep into the deer's voice. "See you then."

The second that the alien creature hung up the phone he stuffed the rest of his hot dog into his muzzle and continued on back towards his house. Along the way he used an app on his phone to order pizzas, ringing up a substantial order before pressing the send button. Though there were plenty of funds to cover it the alien made a mental note that he would have to find a means to get more of the currency that this species used, even if it was to just keep up appearances. Of course he would have no trouble influencing or assimilating someone with large amounts of it, but he still needed to get himself situated so he would have a place he could work out of.

That place was likely going to be Timber's home; the deer owned a small house to himself and it was far enough away from his neighbors to hide the actions that would be going on within. As soon as the alien was inside that home he took stock of everything that he had at his disposal; even though he could have easily recalled the information from the memories of the stag sometimes host minds proved to be unreliable. Fortunately the one thing that he hoped would be accurate was definitely true, the basement was the main place where the deer hung out with others and the walls were somewhat soundproof so that they could play games loudly without drawing a noise complaint. It was one of the better scenarios for someone like him to come into, and just as he was about to figure out how to work the electronics system the doorbell rang.

For a few seconds the alien Timber stood there and took a deep breath to hurriedly get himself into the right mindset, then ran up the stairs to greet his friend Gambit. When he got there he saw a snow leopard in a red shirt and hat and gave him a big grin. "Glad you managed to find the time Gambit," he said with a wide smile. "Come on in, pizza should be here shortly."

There was a moment of silence between the two and immediately the alien knew he had done something wrong from the strange look that he was getting. "Um... I'm not Gambit, I'm Arturo..." the feline said as he held up the two very large red bags that had been set down on the porch. "I'm just here to deliver that pizza you were talking about."

"Yes, of course," Timber quickly recovered as he grinned sheepishly, taking the credit card slip and signing it before being given the heaping pile of boxes that he had ordered. "Sorry, was just expecting someone else at this time, you guys made it here quick. I made sure to add a big tip for you!"

Before the discourse could get too much further the alien closed the door, leaving the perplexed feline on the other side of it as he mentally cursed himself out. He had been so eager to get his hands on this Gambit that he didn't even bother to check and see what type of creature he was, if he had he would have known that the snow leopard that just showed up wasn't who he was looking for. Even though the food caused his newly-formed taste buds to salivate he couldn't eat it just yet. Instead he went downstairs and set down the boxes on the spot he cleared off of the table, then sat down on the couch to focus inward on his host.

Slowly but surely the parasite let the machinations of the deer that he had absorbed come to the surface once again. He let everything come to the forefront; all of Timber's thoughts, personality, and other ticks unhindered by the alien's interference. For all intents and purposes it was Timber once more, except for the tendrils of influence that the alien made sure to keep there so that he could still steer his host towards his goal. Once Timber had reasserted himself the parasite kept to the shadows and allowed his body to do what it would normally do before he had a friend come over.

The answer surprised the alien creature slightly as the deer almost immediately went to his shorts and began to pull them down. There was a momentary bit of shock as the reconstituted Timber saw his modified member, but it was only for a few seconds before the parasite tweaked his memory to have him remember that he had always had such a thing. It was always an inherent danger to let the persona that he had absorbed come to the surface, but the initial assimilation after his first host was paramount. If he messed it up then the one he was trying to convert would go to the authorities, or even try to destroy him.

That didn't stop him from being perplexed on the sudden need for the deer to get himself off, a huff coming out of his mouth as the hand began to stroke his larger rubber cock. Even with the altered member Timber began to stimulate himself with practiced ease. The parasite knew that there was company coming so he made sure to instill the urgency of such a manner, prompting the hand to move faster up and down the shiny surface. He quickly rose to a full erection and the alien allowed himself to bathe in these strange and wonderful sensations while his body moved on autopilot.

"This is certainly something I could get used to..." the alien said through Timber's mouth, the deer not even noticing as his other hand went to fondle his sack while stroking himself harder and faster. With the enhanced sense of urgency Timber came quick, his hips bucking into the air as he climaxed hard. As the parasite looked through the stag's eyes he noticed that some of his alien influence had affected the seed of the male as instead of the pearly white that his cum should be it was nearly jet black. Once more he had to step in to avoid the simulated deer's confusion at seeing such a thing, yet another false memory being fed to him that this was something he had always experienced.

As the alien parasite influenced Timber to take a shower he took a moment to think about how he could possibly use this to his advantage. It was clear from the stores of data in the deer's mind that these creatures thrive on pleasure and that they enjoy mating without the need for it to be for procreation. After taking a few moments to dig into Gambit after the mishap with the pizza guy he saw that his friend, whom was a malamute, was ambiguous when it came to preferences and Timber hadn't pressed much into the matter. He didn't want to scare his prey off by coming on too strong... however he had an idea that may just be the way to break the ice that was still within Timber's character.

About ten minutes later Gambit arrived at the stag's door, ringing the doorbell and waiting there for his friend to open it. It hadn't been the canine's intention to go out tonight but the allure of free pizza and hanging out with his friend felt like it was worth the lost hours of sleep that he would be getting. Plus ever since his friend had started training for the Iron Stag he had seen him less and less, so getting a chance to have some male bonding time would be nice before he sank back down into his training for the next month or so. It actually surprised Gambit that Timber was eating pizza at all, usually he had a rather strict diet when it came to these races and with a month to go it was a bit of a shock.

It was soon clear though that it wasn't the only shock he would be getting as Timber opened the door clad only in a towel around his waist. "Gambit!" the deer exclaimed happily, putting both arms around the slightly surprised malamute. "So good to see you man, it's been ages! Sorry about the outfit but when I called you I was just coming back from my workout and I didn't think you wanted to smell that on me."

"Well thanks for the consideration," Gambit replied with a chuckle as he stepped inside. "So, pizza and games huh? What brought about this, are we having some sort of celebration?"

"Nah, just wanted to chill and hang out with a friend," Timber replied, the grin on his muzzle both from the deer and the parasite within. For the alien it was a celebration, finally being able to start his spread across these creatures after so long was something that he was extremely happy for. While he would love to start things with the malamute at that moment he had to stay within the confines of the deer's personality, otherwise it's possible that he could reject his advances. While he could assimilate the malamute by force as well, that could sometimes backfire and the alien was vulnerable during the process... plus the idea he had for conversion was an extremely pleasing thought.

"So let me just grab some plates and cups here and I'll meet you downstairs," Timber said as he motioned over to the stairwell. "Then I'll come back up and get dressed, that way you're not just looking hungrily at the food while it gets cold."

Gambit nodded and went over to the stairs while Timber went into the kitchen, the deer turning away slightly as shiny black tentacles formed just above the knot that had been tied into the towel around his waist. Out of the corner of his eye the alien could see that the dog had lingered slightly, presumably to see if he needed any help and to be courteous, and that was when he used the small tentacle to undo his towel. "Ah, whoops," Timber muttered to himself as he continued to stay stretched and grab the glasses that the alien had him grab, showing off his form to the malamute that just blushed slightly at seeing his friend's naked form. "Will get that in a second."

When Timber turned back with plates and cups in hand he gave a look of slight shock to see Gambit still there, covering his groin with the plates while he apologized. Gambit, slightly flushed, muttered that it was alright and quickly proceeded down the stairs. With the friend out of sight the alien allowed himself a smirk, having planted the seed all he had to do now was help it to grow. His shiny black tongue licked his lips in anticipation as he set the plates and cups down to redo the towel that he had sent to the floor himself.

Once he was presentable again the alien went down with everything and apologized once more, stating he hoped that it didn't put off the malamute for the night. "Nah, it's not like I don't have one of those myself," Gambit said reassuringly before gesturing to the pile of food. "Looks like you got enough here to feed a small army, is this all for me or did you invite anyone else?"

Subconsciously the alien thoughts drifted to the three empty pizza and two sides boxes that he had already thrown away. At first he had worried that he ate too much and there wasn't enough to make it look appealing even with a quick check in the assimilated information stores. After his shower, but before the malamute had gotten to his door, he had indulged in the delicious flavors that these creatures were able to create. It had gotten to the point where he had actually formed a bulge in the simulated stomach of the deer, though for the alien it was a simple matter of assimilating the material and redistributing it among the rest of his body before the canine got there.

After Timber made sure that his guest was comfortable, he went back upstairs in order to go and put on clothes. While the alien would have preferred to have stayed down in the towel it was contrary to how the deer would have acted, but that didn't mean that he still couldn't be tantalizing towards the other male. He took a few minutes to find something that would not go completely unnoticed by the other male but would also still be something that Timber would reasonably wear, sticking to a pair of his shorts that he normally used for running and a tank top. With his package covered the alien morphed the deer's member back into its alien appearance, the parasite having changed it back to normal previously so he could flash the canine.

The alien gave himself one more look in the mirror and made sure that everything was fine before he presented his host to his friend. He had to shrink his member once more as it was hanging out beneath the bottom of his shorts, but other than that he looked really good. In his excitement he could see the tendrils of alien material wiggling underneath the simulated fur, ready to reach out and assimilate the malamute that was sitting down waiting for him. After giving himself a few seconds to regain his composure he took a deep breath and got ready to entertain his host's friend.

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Gambit had decided to go ahead and start without the stag upon his instruction, pulling out one of the pieces of pizza that was his favorite kind before setting it on the plate. He still couldn't believe how much his friend had ordered for one day and he wondered just how much he was expected to eat. Still, he wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth and got a few of the sides on his plate as well. He just finished his first piece and was moving onto his second when he heard the sound of his friend coming down the stairs to join him.

"I'm surprised that you haven't already got something in." Timber said as he came around and sat down next to the malamute. "They just released the expansion for DayFortress, that new battle royale game. Thought we could do some duos here and try to get a few victories."

As the malamute nodded the alien behind the eyes of the deer noted that the canine continued to steal glances at his bulge, likely remembering what it was like when he had bared it to him. Even though there wasn't much there to start with it was the first step, now all he needed to do was continue on with the coercion. The parasite was nothing if not patient; he had been waiting for centuries to finally start assimilating this world and he wouldn't let being overeager ruin everything. Instead he booted up the game he had been talking about and tossed a controller to the malamute before grabbing one himself as well as a piece of pizza.

It took all the willpower of the alien to not pounce the other male immediately, as well as consume all the rest of the food that was in front of him while he waited. Soon the two became engrossed in the game and played for a few hours, the alien keeping focus on the canine while he let the personality of Timber continue to work on auto-pilot for him. He was waiting for an opening, one where he could sneak in just a tiny seed to start the process. That opportunity came in a particularly difficult match where they were low on health with not great items facing off against two other opponents that had the high ground on them.

The two were completely silent and focused on the game as they pressed the advantage, the alien using his superior senses to help him overtake the other team. It wasn't long before Timber managed to flank, telling Gambit to push forward as he drew in from the side. They caught the other team in between them and after a few grenades and precise gunfire they managed to take both down. Both Gambit and Timber let out a cheer and the canine actually went over to hug the deer, and that was the opportune time to strike.

As the parasite reasserted complete control of his form, overriding the usual personality of the deer as he began to transform his tongue. With a subtle adjustment the alien Timber's muzzle was right up against the ear of the canine, sliding out the now shiny black appendage between his lips it slowly made its way into the hole. The tapered tip was coated thinly in the slime of his original form in order to begin the assimilation process, though in this case it was also for easier access. When the alien goo tongue pushed its way inside the malamute's ear was quickly mutated from the alien cells applied on it in order to allow him to slither his way into the canine's skull.

The whole process had only taken about thirty seconds, but in that time the tip of the alien parasite's tongue could feel the new connections taking place. Even though it wasn't much, there was enough there where he can start infiltrating into his synapses and sampling his memories. There wasn't much there, even after the assimilation of a host the parasite being dormant for so long had considerably hampered his powers, especially with the blitz he had done to take Timber. When they separated Gambit stared at him for a second and in that split instance the alien deer thought that he somehow felt the intrusion, but the canine just gave him a grin and grabbed another slice of pizza. The parasite felt relief and realized that he had tensed the muscles of his body before he quickly relaxed them.

They played two more games before Gambit decided that he had enough, Timber nodding and turning off the game. "Well this has certainly been a welcome reprieve," Timber stated as he handed the half-eaten pizza that was the canine's favorite. "We're going to have to do this again soon, at least one more time before the Iron Stag. You think you'd be up for another round?"

"Definitely," Gambit replied with a grin, thanking Timber for the pizza and games before heading out of the house. Though the alien Timber didn't want to let the canine go he had accomplished his task, feeling the joy that the canine was feeling from spending a nice day with his friend. Already the parasite had begun to spread enough to influence those thoughts, it was only a matter of time now before he would be able to assimilate him entirely. For now though the alien creature was content to go back to the basement and finish off all the food that he had ordered...