Accidents Happen
#2 of The Cycles
I know I haven't really written anything, but I've had this sitting around too long, here ya go, let me know what ya think.
Little side story as I work on an actual sequel to the first Cycles story.
The Cycles: Accidents Happen
The rabbit hopped towards the lap table, cleaning up his stack of papers that were carelessly scattered about. "I always get all the bitch work... fucking since Sen got nabbed by the escaped experiment I figured I'd be the new head of research, but no, I'm too valuable in my current position." He said to himself. Research assistants were a dime a dozen, but he had been there longer than anyone else. Clark was a senior assistant, which was another way to say the tallest midget. In fact, he was short even for a rabbit; his ears drooped to the sides as his creamy brown fur melded into the starch white lab coat. He thumbed his id tag as he looked over the site of the outbreak. There was little left of the original organism since the majority of it was invested into that behemoth of a wolf. The site was sterilized and any data that could be recovered was.
Clark studied the notes for a moment, he wondered to himself how the organism exactly formed a symbiotic bond with its host and the mechanisms it had to force reproduction. He had been working with the project team since day one when they recovered the organism from a deep sea fault line. He was always fascinated about how unique it was, and always wanted to conduct his own experiments. However the overseers have locked down the remaining samples while they searched for Blue and Sen. The rabbit went to file the reports back in Sen's desk. He noticed the bottom drawer was locked and looked around. With no one in sight and he was the only field member in the whole section of the facility, he decided to see what other projects the fox might have been working on. He took paper clip and bent it to pick the lock of the cheap cabinet. As he slid open the door, his eyes widened as he saw a small vial and dossier under it. He grabbed the items quickly and left. Taking it back to his own office across the site to the botanical sections. He locked the door behind him as he set the vial on the desk. Inside was a clear liquid and what looked like a small jelly fish. The label read "Specimen 73: 89" no doubt a cut off from the original organism.
The rabbit's paws clapped together in glee as he opened up the folder. "What do we have here?" he said as he thumbed through the reports. The rabbit read through and was shocked to find the documents containing rejected experiment proposals. To think the lead researcher would get denied by the higher ups, there had to be something good about this. As he read through the reports, most of them were declined experiments on food production, as no one wanted to find out what happened if you ate something created by the organism, risk exhibiting...symptoms. The most interesting experiment they denied was plant testing. Clark pondered to himself what could happen seeing as how plants reproduced by pollen and that they had already contained both sex cells, how could the organism react to it. Or would the organism react at all?
The more he thought about it, the more his curiosity and scientific nature got the better of him. He would perform a controlled experiment, he needed some plant samples from the garden next to his office. As he gathered a few small jars, he decided to take the vial with him, or risk someone finding out he had his own little sample to experiment with. 'If this goes as planned, they'll definitely appoint me head researcher, too bad Sen, I liked you enough, but I got bills to pay' he thought to himself as he ran out into the garden. The artificial lights flickered as some of the wiring had gone bad when the wolf broke out of the building. Clark decided to get a variety of plants, deciding on which ones would be worth testing with his small sample. He only had enough for one shot so he had to decide carefully. He looked and wondered how bad it would be to conduct the experiment with kudzu, the damn thing already has an ridiculous growth rate. He looked towards the small field, and wondered if any vegetables would be suitable for mass production. He decided it would be something edible and he could feed it to a lab rat to study any possible side effects.
Clark made his way towards the fields, happy with his experiment already unfolding in his mind. Too distracted with his own delusions of grandeur he missed stepping over the upturned root and tripped. The jars flew out of his paws and smashed against each other next to a small pond. "Fuck...wait, oh shit, where's the vial?" he said as he stood up quickly, checking his coat. He looked around and ran over to the pile of glass, his eyes widened as he realized he had put it in a jar to carry as he entered the gardens. The vial was snapped in half, and the contents were empty. "Oh shit, oh shit...okay no one knows about the sample, I'm the only mammal around so if anything it would try to make its way towards me, but damn it..." he wish he had more data on reactions to plant life, but the research had not be conducted yet.
Clark knelt down, in hopes that it might have landed on a piece of curved glass, simply too transparent for him to see clearly. As he crawled around on his hands and knees in search of the organism, the sample had already slipped into the pond. There were no fish, but it had made its way to a patch of pond weed. The organism slowly soaked itself into the plant's roots and began the changes. Because plants had what they needed to reproduce by themselves, the small patch of slimy weeds soon started to writhe and swell, quickly filling the small pond. The organism had already adapted to everything in the pond, changing the algae into an energy source to increase its production. Soon the plant's stalks grew thicker, and became prehensile as it slithered out, exploring for compatible hosts to continue to reproduce. Grass was no use to it, and it couldn't quite meld with any trees that were close by, however one tendril found something different.
Clark jumped as he felt something cold slide against his leg. He leapt back as he saw a thick, slime coated tendril slither back into the waters. "Oh fuck...it can bond with plants," he said as he made mental notes. The pond was already green as the writhing mass of pond weeds started to soak up the remaining water. "Okay okay, it's rooted into the ground so it can't get far, I just have to call for quarantine and we're all good," he told himself as he stepped back. His ears perked for a moment as he heard something bubble and splash. The organism had uprooted itself and was now slithering towards the rabbit. Clark made a dash for it, and cursed himself as he tripped over the same damn tree root. He felt a tendril wrap around his ankle, whimpering as it pulled him back towards the center mass. He kicked and screamed, but more of the slimy green tentacles wrapped themselves onto the rabbit, holding on to him firmly. "No!" he shouted before one tendril plunged itself into the rabbit's muzzle. He tried to chew through it, but the organism just forced another one in as he tried to bite. The plant started to slither numerous tendrils, removing the rabbit's lab coat as it explored its fur.
The rabbit whimpered helplessly as the tendrils in his muzzle started to push in slightly, exploring the wet tunnel. He started to get nervous, wondering what the organism would do with him as random tentacles would squeeze parts of his body, one on his thigh, another wrapped around his waist; one even wrapped around one cheek of his rump as it squeezed and furthered explored his body. He almost started to cry as the fear if becoming living nutrients for the plant to grow, praying that roots would not be jabbed into his body and leeching out all his fluids. His thoughts were jolted as one length ran right across the crack of his round ass. He grew nervous as it continued to rub the area, sliding between two cheeks as it coated the area with a slimy film. He struggled again as he felt another tendril wrap around his furry orbs, giving them a curious squeeze as it started to shift and explore his sheath. What he lacked in height, the rabbit made up in the down stairs department. He blushed as the tendril continued to explore and grope his crotch. With a muffled moan, one slime covered appendage slipped out of the rabbits maw as the remaining one pushed in deeper. He gulped and swallowed it as it pushed into his throat. He whimpered as it triggered his gag reflex, but it kept pushing in. Unable to breath, he started to struggle in the air as the tentacles held him up. Helplessly he coughed and choked as the tentacle went deeper before suddenly with drawing.
He coughed and gasped for air as he spit out some thick slime. It tasted a bit like grass and mucus as he wheezed a bit. His eyes opened and he stopped mid cough as he felt the tentacle previously grinding between his rump start to prod under his cotton ball tail. He whimpered and mouthed the word 'no' over and over as he clenched tight. The slimy green tip pressed and wiggled against the tight ring of flesh, slowly coating it as it started to slip in. Unable to struggle for much longer, Clark submitted to his fate an relaxed. Suddenly his back arched as the curious tentacle mimicked the one in his muzzle and sunk itself deep inside the body of the rabbit. He groaned and tried to push it out once more, only managing to allow it to push further into his depths. Eventually it hit something inside of him that made his body jolt, but in a different way. He struggled weakly as the organism reacted to his struggles. Slowly the tendril inside of him started to pull back out, rubbing that same spot again.
Clark shut his eyes tight and couldn't help as the motions of the being inside of him forced out a low moan. Whatever it was doing to him, it was definitely enjoying it as it continued to pump in and out of his rump, now matted with green slime. The tentacle that had been fondling the rabbit's sheath was now wrapped and stroking his thick, pink member, now exposed to the outside world. More tentacles of various thicknesses started to slither around Clark, roaming through his fur, and joining the others in their inner explorations. He whimpered as he felt another, just as thick tentacle make its way alongside the one buried in his ass. He started to struggle again as the one stroking his hard member stopped and thinner ones started to explore his cock. A few tendrils slipped inside his sheath, wrapping around the base and gently squeezing as they coaxed out a bead of pre. Another tendril, the thickness of a straw rubbed against Clark's leaking tip and stopped when it made contact with his pre.
Clark looked down in horror as the tendril started to wiggle and absorb his pre as a small opening formed at the tip. He could feel a slight suction as it cleaned the pre off his tip, gently sticking against his glands as the others continued to work inside his sheath. He moaned again as he felt the second tentacle in his rump meet up and pass the first one as they alternated pumping inside of him, working his tight ring looser. As the rabbit panted and felt his cock twitched more, he noticed a strange sensation at his tip. Was the sucker stuck on him? He looked back down and almost screamed as he saw the tendril push its way into his cock. Slowly suckling the pre as it ventured deeper for more. He groaned as he felt a strange new sensation the underside of his cock slowly filled up with the invading tentacle, slipping further into unknown depths. He started to feel the need to cum build bad, his body trying to hump into the tentacle inside his cock, but unable to move as more tentacles held onto him tight. As he moaned, new tentacles forced their way into his muzzle, he didn't resist as they pushed into his mouth, slipping into his throat. This time, he felt air moving in his throat. The plant was producing oxygen rapidly so that he could breathe.
As he felt the tentacles push deeper into his throat, he noticed something strange about the slimy invaders he did not notice before. Small bulbs started to form in the center mass of the plant, slowly flowing out into various tentacles. He wondered what was going on as one reached the one in his muzzle. He whimpered as the bulb started to press into his muzzle, slipping past his jaws and into his throat, forcing him to swallow it down. His eyes watched in horror as more were on their way. He felt something start to push against his backside and realized there were bulbs pushing into the two that were buried deep inside his guts. Slowly one blub stretched his ring enough to pop in and descended into his depths. He writhed as his body was wrecked with new sensations. More and more bulbs started to pump into his muzzle and rear, filling him. He leaned down to look back at the one inside his cock, still wiggling into him. He felt it start to make its way deeper, and a strange pressure started to build. He struggled and whimpered more as his previous efforts to cum were now doubled.
Whatever the tentacle inside his cock was doing, it was driving him mad with need. It started to push a bit deeper and he felt something pop inside of him as the pressure suddenly disappeared. He moaned softly as more bulbs fed into his muzzle, his body starting to go limp as if he had just had the best orgasm in his life. His mind was hazy, he didn't even remember cumming. As his eyelids drooped, he noticed his originally slim tummy was now lumpy and bulging out. His thick pride still stood up, a green appendage lodged deep inside him somewhere. He slowly snapped out of his daze as he felt the tendril inside his cock start to pulse. After empting his orbs, the organism had made more room for reproduction of itself, now having a base for sex cells. Clarks eyes stressed in their sockets as he helplessly felt something being pumped into his cock. He watched as smaller bumps traveled towards his member. It stretched the membrane of the tentacle thin and he watched as the tiny egg like beads pushed against his tip before slowly sinking in. He noticed that they had little tails and a pale green color. He could feel them writhing inside of them as the tentacle filled is empty orbs with new seed. He felt the pressure start to build again as the organism filled the rabbit with its own sex cells.
Clark was exhausted, he felt numb, his body heavy with all the seeds the organism had planted inside of him. Slowly the organism filled as much of itself as it could into the helpless rabbit before the plant cells have exhausted themselves and started to break down. The last thing Clark would remember was dropping to the ground with a soft thud as the tentacles that invaded his body finished by sealing his rear and member with a sticky sap. The tentacles withered, unable to function anymore without water and the aid of the organism that now resided as multiple sex cells inside the rabbit. His orbs were swollen, near the size of softballs as tiny bumps wiggled around inside them. His sperm would act like a host cell to the organism, impregnating mammal it could enter. The eggs and slime inside Clark would eventually be released naturally. When security eventually found the rabbit's unconscious body, they noticed a pile of what looked like gummy shells piled against his slime covered rear. One guard swore he saw something like a snake slither out of it. The facility locked down the garden, but not before some of the organism cells could escape into the drains.
Clark would wake up in a quarantine cell, his cock still hard. He felt a constant need to mate and masturbate as they tried to interview him. He said he would give details if they just gave him a fuck buddy, or just anything for him to shove his cock into. Eventually management decided that he would be placed elsewhere for further testing, but as the guard entered the room in his bio hazard suit, Clark attacked him, managing to rip a small hole inside his suit. A pale green bead shot out of his cock at that moment, its tail guiding him into the breach of the guard's suit as he pinned down the sex crazed rabbit. After cuffing and binding him, they moved him into a chamber into the research site. As the guard left for decontamination, he stripped and climbed into the chemical shower. The German shepherd began to was himself in the sterile waters. He never noticed the large cell caught in his tail fur start to migrate under his soaked fur, finding his tight pucker before pressing itself against it. The guard felt alarmed and ran a paw behind him right as it slipped inside. He soon felt the tingling sensation disappear and figured they must have been the chemicals in the water.