Gamma & Ray
I had a date. That's all I knew, and that's all I cared about. And that's fairly literal. I'd woken up that morning with little recollection of the night before, and absolutely drenched bedsheets. I peeled myself off of them and saw the note, with nothing more than an address and a lipstick impression in the shape one impressive set of lips.
I spent the entire day thinking about who my date might be. What did she look like? Was she smart, sexy, well built even? I already knew she was good with sex as it had taken me a few minutes to stop my legs from wobbling after I'd stood up. I picked out some of my best clothes, and went to town to buy a gift or two. First was a nice bouquet of flowers, and the second was a nice little box of chocolates. I'd seen many movies and TV shows, and these seemed to be the general staples of beginning a relationship "outside of an oddly chancy meeting between the people, but I'd already covered that one, apparently).
I drove all the way to where the note had told me to (took an hour or two since I was seriously bad with directions), and by the time I arrived it was well past 7 at night. I figured the date would begin at 8 o'clock, as again, most movie dates generally did.
It was when I stepped out of the car and looked at the house that I realized I hadn't eaten a thing all day. I figured I'd just forgotten. Strange, since I'm usually quite a hungry fellow. Why did I only notice then? Not necessarily because of the building itself (it was an average bungalow) but because of the nice lady gardening out front.
She was beautiful. Her body had curves in all the right places, blond hair that went past her shoulders, a tank top and shorts (it was summer after all) that hugged her afore mention curves quite nicely, skin glistening with sweat that almost resembled the grease on a freshly cooked chicken leg, an aroma that would make a gourmet chef jealous, and no doubt the flavor of a good steak.
Completely oblivious of my thoughts, I walked over to her smiling widely. I tapped her politely on the shoulder to get her attention.
She turned and looked up at me with the prettiest face I'd ever seen. Blue eyes, slender features and all that jazz. It was a face you could really wrap your gums around.
"Yes?" She said in a slightly unexpected accent.
"Hello there, miss. I woke up this morning and found a note on my bedside table. The address of this house was on it, along with a signature of sorts. I was wondering if you might be the kind person who'd beckoned me here."
She giggled a bit before denying this.
"No, no, that wasn't me. I'm just the paid gardener the owner here hired. Her flowers needed a terrible tending to, and she asked if I could come over tonight and do a bit of work on them. I thought it was odd, asking someone to work on your flowers during the evening, but hey; money is money, right?"
"Indeed it is. Hey, is that your employer there in the window?" I pointed at the picture window with the light on it it. Honestly, there was nothing, but I couldn't think of a better distraction off the top of my head.
"What's that you say?" And those were her last intelligible words.
As she turned her head away, I tossed the flowers and chocolate on the ground to either side of me. My hands went to her shoulders and my mouth encased her whole head. Her hair tasted funny, like artificial lilacs or something. I didn't care, since it was gone fairly fast. It took many a gulp and some possibly exaggerated slurping sounds, but soon she was up to her shorts in me. I looked impossibly pregnant (which wouldn't say much since I'm a dude, but my stomach was impressively large none the less), but I still wanted more. My tongue was dancing around the lower part of her back, and her legs were pounding the ground in front of me. I took the liberty of standing up and removing her shorts, panties and all. She did indeed taste like a wonderful roast, and I was beginning to wonder how her personal broth would accent this. I swallowed to pull her waist inside and took little time diving my tongue in and out of her. As one could imagine, her insides tasted even better than her outsides. After a minute or two occupying her holes, I sucked hard and her legs slid the rest of the way into my mouth. I stopped at her feet and grinned devilishly as I tickled them with my tongue. They tasted like dirt since she was working barefoot, but it was fun anyway.
It didn't take long from that point to finish her off. After which a burped heartily and patted my huge belly. I bent over and heard some rather unfortunate cracking noises, but I paid them no mind. She'd be dead soon anyhow. I picked up the flowers and chocolate and walked to the front door.
The doorbell had an odd tune to it, but it was kind of catchy. I hummed with it as I waited for the door to open. After a minute or two, the doorbell stopped making noise, and the door swung open slowly. I took this as my cue to enter.
"Hello?" I said, getting no answer, "I'm here! I hope I'm not late or anything!"
I looked around and suddenly remembered what I did.
"Oh yeah, and I ate your gardener! Uh... sorry!" It almost really hit me what I'd done right then, but I didn't seem to care. My stomach gurgled and I noticed how much smaller it was. I poked it and closed the door.
The house looked fairly regular on the inside, but it was well kept none the less. I took off my shoes and walked around for a bit, my stomach slowly deflating as I did. I sat down on one of the couches and accidentally let one rip.
"Ah, you're here!" A lady's voice spoke from around a corner. I thought it was kind of odd she'd only chose to respond when I farted, but hey; some people are just weird.
"Yeah, sorry about your gardener..." I said to her.
"Oh, no worries. I really hadn't planned to pay her anyway." She walked out from around the corner and into my view.
You know how I said that gardener lady was hot? Well forget about her. THIS lady was everything she was, and then some. Everything about her was smokin' hot, and I had a feeling anyone I asked would agree with me. She just had a really agreeably figure, you know? Nothing was too big or too small, and all the colors just worked so well together. She leaned on the wall and grinned a perfect grin at me.
"So, how was she?" The woman asked.
I considered it and answered. "You know when you have a nice slice of roast beef? You know, with mashed potatoes and stuff? Well, she was like that, but better. And she wiggled a lot, which was a new thing for me. I'm used to my food staying put when I eat it. Oh, and the not chewing bit. That's also new."
She chuckled and nodded. "Yes, I can understand. So I'm guessing you don't eat too many other people?"
"No, not normally... I ate this one other chick once, but that's different thing altogether." I smirked at my joke and the lady laughed a bit as well.
"Yes, I've done that a few times myself. Makes a great appetizer before the main course."
"Oh no doubt." I said, "Your gardener had a very succulent crotch. Tasted lightly of creamy tuna. But you know, not in the way an overly promiscuous person would taste of fish or anything."
"Yes, I've noticed that as well with some women. I had one taste literally like a freshly slaughtered halibut. Dreadful it was. But her breasts were nice."
My stomach gurgled and I found that I had a dreadful need of a bathroom break.
"Uh, where might your bathroom be located?" I asked.
"Down the hall, second door on the left." She pointed and smiled.
"Thanks." I walked past her and she winked at me. As I walked, I noticed my stomach was almost completely back to normal. I patted it and then stopped immediately as I almost shit myself.
I got to the door and opened it, closing it behind me as any guest would do. I pulled down my pants and sat upon the porcelain bowl.
I sat for a second and grunted a bit, getting things started. I noted how smooth it was, compared to any other time I'd gone to the bathroom. It was also notably long. As I looked around the room for all of about five minutes, I didn't feel a single break in the log. My reaction was little more than "well that's a bit different." Eventually it stopped and I stood up. I would have wiped, but I felt there was little reason to bother with it. I turned and saw what my handy work had done.
The toilet had overflowed with any water it had had before (which I was a bit surprised to see) and was now filled with a large, twirled pile of brown pudding like stuff. I would have called it what it was, but it just didn't seem right for some reason.
"Done?" I turned to see the lady standing in the open doorway. Again, this didn't seem to phase me at all, considering my pants were still down around my ankles.
"Sorry," I said, "I seem to have over used your lavatory. I would have flushed halfway through, but I didn't know how much I had to go..."
"Oh don't worry about it." She said, walking over, "I've got one of those industrial toilets. This wont bother it at all." She flushed it and indeed the whole brown mass was swallowed discreetly.
"An impressive model indeed. Why would someone such as yourself need something such as that?"
"For the same reason you apparently did. Eating people creates a lot of waste. When my garden doesn't need it, I just do my business here." She looked me up and down for a second and smirked. "I see you're also enjoying a side effect or two of your meal?"
I looked down and was surprised to see a decent set of breasts was suddenly attached to my chest. Plus, upon further inspection I found I'd grown a set of female genitalia behind my male set.
"Hunh," I said, "that's never happened before."
"Well, you've never eaten a person before, have you?" She asked, leading me out of the bathroom. Rather than pull up my pants, I just stepped out of them and followed her. As I looked in the mirror just before the exit, I noticed my features had also become much more feminine. I looked like a really hot woman version of myself. It sort of turned me on a bit.
"I already said no," I told her as we came to the living room again. She sat me down on the couch and helped me remove my shirt. I took the time to poke my new breasts a bit as she stripped herself.
"My name is Gamma, and I think it's only fair to tell you what I've done to you." She said as she disrobed. "I've begun your transformation into one of my own species."
As I looked up at her and away from my boobs, I noticed she looked completely different than she had before. First of all, she was a bright pink color. Second, she had a lizard like tail. Among other features included a second pair of breasts, a third eye on her forehead (which was a yellow color to match her other two), and a set of small tentacles where her pubic hair should have been. Still, she looked strikingly beautiful, and dare I say even more so. She posed for me and was greeted my a salute from my general.
"I am, and you will also soon be, an alien species who consumes other living things and takes on certain characteristics of them. They're generally random, but they usually tend to be something of a sexual nature. I began as an amorphous blob of sorts once I escaped a small asteroid that crash landed here, and since then I've been eating people, animals, and even plants now and then. I am a bright pink because it is my natural color. You will soon turn a color of your own, signifying your complete transformation. As you have seen, we can also shift to the form of any creature we've eaten. Are there any questions?"
"Yes," I said, "Why would you go to the bathroom in your garden? Wouldn't people see you and possibly think that to be a bit strange?"
"No," she responded, "even if I walked outside like this, no one would care. I have a subconscious ability to affect the minds of others. Whatever they see me do, they will pass off as normal behavior. Also, if I consciously tap into that ability, I can also control people's minds. And as for why I do my business in the garden, it's because it makes a fantastic fertilizer."
"Oh... can I do all that too?"
"We'll find out tomorrow." She said.
"Ah... also-"
"Yes, it's completely edible." She said, predicting my next pondering, "It generally tastes much like chocolate, though sometimes you might notice a slight change on flavour depending on what you've eaten. I'd suggest a few various things, but I haven't quite got around to experimenting with the creatures on your planet."
I blinked a couple of times and thoughts about that.
"Then, if you create your own food, why not just eat that continuously?"
She sighed and answered, "Simply enough, it has no nutritional value' I remove 100% of that when I eat something, so consuming the waste from that would do nothing for me that way. Sometimes I do it as a dessert, but generally I just give it to my plants."
"Oh, okay. That makes sense." I nodded before asking another question, "What will I be doing when I go out tomorrow?"
"Well, you'll be testing a few of your abilities. We already know that you can swallow a person whole the regular way, but I'm wondering how the rest of you will work. All of my bodily openings are connected directly with my digestive system, their other uses being mostly secondary, though they work as well as any human's would. Also, you should try out your mind control abilities. You can do some pretty crazy things with that, and the best part is, no one will notice. Your last task will be to find another person and transform them as I have you. I will instruct you on how to go about this tomorrow night when the time comes."
"So," I said, "What are we going to do tonight?"
"The same thing I do every night; dig around in the fridge and find something to eat before going to bed."
I followed her to the end of her hallway and she pushed open the door there. A flight of stairs led downwards into a basement of sorts. I found it rather cold at first, but I got used to it quickly. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, I saw what was down there.
"This is your fridge?" I asked.
Simply put, her basement was impossibly huge. It was easily able to take up the underground of the entire street and then some, and it held tube after tube after of creatures in suspended animation. All appeared to be alive as tubes fed them air to breath, and they all exhaled regularly. As we walked, I noticed some animals twitching a bit.
"Indeed. Sometimes I call it my pantry, and othert imes I even call it my zoo. Each of these tubes holds a species of animal indigenous to somewhere in the universe, and it can produce them infinitely. I just clock a button, the animal permeates the tube's one way outer shell, and another materializes behind it. And don't worry, I make sure each of them wants to be eaten before hand... well, sometimes I don't, but that's only when I'm really bored and up for a game of tag."
As we walked she pointed out a few of her favorites. Some were from Earth, others weren't. I was not particularly interested in the ones that weren't as I mainly wanted to eat something I was familiar with. As I pointed them out, she pressed buttons, and they came to life, popping out of their holding cells. By the time we were finished, I'd eaten a frog, a raccoon, a rabbit, a tiger, a snake, and an octopus. When we got upstairs, my stomach and had all but rid my body of the creatures, and my body itself had gained a few new features: the tongue of the frog, the tail of the raccoon, the muzzle and ears of the rabbit, the triped fur of the tiger, the general flexibility of the snake, and a few hidden tentacles in strategic places. Gamma informed me that many of her extra features were gained through experimenting with the off world animals her "fridge" contained. I noted that I might have to try a few sometime.
Gamma yawned and told me she needed her sleep, as did I. She showed me a guest room she had and went off to her own room. I myself had to go to the bathroom first, and was even brave enough to try some. I was very pleasantly surprised to find that the combination of animals I'd eaten made it taste like chocolate ice cream. After a mouthful or two, I flushed and went off to bed. I crawled in under the covers and slept like a baby.
When I woke up, I noticed that I had indeed changed colors over night. I was now a light blue in hue, and I found that I quite enjoyed it. When I went out into the living room, Gamma instructed me on my tasks.
"There is a house across the street with a couple in it. I want you to go over there and have fun with them. Do not wear clothing, and do not shift to human form. I want you to experiment with what you can make people do. Sometimes you can even modify their physical form, though this is generally rare. Once you're done experimenting, eat the male through any orifice except your mouth. Which one is your choice. Then bring the female here, and I'll give you further instructions on what to do."
I nodded and she led me out the door.
I had no problem walking around nude, my breasts and such out in plain sight of everyone. But no one seemed to notice or care. A jogger waved at me and smiled. The paper boy complimented me on having a nice set of breasts. I let him touch them, and he made a comment on how his mother never let him touch hers. I giggled a bit and he moved along. When I got to the front door, I thought about knocking, but I just said screw it and walked right in.
The man and woman were making out on the sofa, but they were both clothed. Apparently the man was supposed to be going to work, but the woman had side tracked him briefly I noted to myself that I should thank her for stalling my meal.
I waved at them, and the wife waved back at me, acknowledging me as if I had no impact on her current activities. I went into their kitchen and grabbed a soda, which I brought back into the room. I opened it and watched them do their thing.
As they went about their business, I mentally gave them suggestions. Tweake this, grab that, remove this article of clothing. Once they were both naked, I instructed that the husband lay down and have the wife sit on him and they have sex that way. Once they were done, they sat up on the couch and looked at me. I thought for a second before thinking of something for them to do.
Using my powers, I told the woman to get on all fours. I then instructed the man to get behind her and lick her privates. As he did, I suggested he alternate between this and fingering her. Eventually, I got him to move his tongue from her vaginal to her ass, and just continue to finger her. As he rimmed her, I got him to add another finger, and eventually he was legitimately fisting her. I decided I'd give my body modifying a try. I told the husband to stop fisting her, and just see how far he could put his arm inside her. I concentrated on altering her birth canal so it would accomidate his entire arm. To mysurprise, it was both easy and quick to work. Within seconds the man was in up to his armpit. I made him remove his arm before doing anything else.
It was at this time that I finished my drink and discarded the can. I walked over to them and they both sat on the couch as they had before. While I was thinking, I heard something jingle behind me. I turned to see a nice sized dog sitting there, staring at me. It was a mutt of some kind, so it most likely had many breeds mixed in.
"Is that your dog?" I asked.
"Of course it is." the woman responded. I decided to try some dialogue control.
"Would you mind if I ate it?"
"No, go right ahead." the husband said.
I looked over at the dog and it looked up at me. I made it walk halfway over to me before stopping. I thought for a second and decided I wanted to test out how a frog's tongue would work for something my size. I let the dog go of my mental control and it quickly turned to run away. As quick as lightning my tongue wrapped around its chest and muzzle, getting a good hold on it while keeping it quite. I dragged it towards me slowly, gradually making it calm down via my mind control. Once it was close enough, I lifted it and swallowed it whole with little resistance. Apparently I'd also picked up an even wider spreading mouth from the snake, though I doubt that mattered much. As the dog sat in my stomach and digested, I turned towards the couple. I wondered then just how far they'd let me go. I figured they'd let me go pretty far, but I decided I'd fatten up the man, first.
I instructed him to sit down in front of me and tilt his head up.
"Now, I'm not sure you know this, but I've been told that my feces actually tastes a lot like chocolate. I've tried it myself and find it to be quite to my liking. Would you like to give it a try?"
The man thought before shrugging and responding, "Sure." he said, "I've never been one to turn up an offering of chocolate."
I nodded and smiled before turning around and lifting my tail. I sat my hole directly on his open mouth and concentrated on making him not have to swallow, so he wouldn't choke. I made it so my gift would just fall directly into his stomach and fill him up quite nicely. Once finished with that, I loosened my bowels and defecated in his mouth. He made noises of enjoyment as it did taste pretty good to him. Every minute or some he adjusted himself so his legs and butt wouldn't fall asleep.
When I was done, I thought for a bit before standing up.
"Aww, done already?" He asked.
"Yes, unfortunately. There's none left for now." I told him.
"But what about me?" the wife asked, "I want to try some..."
I put my hand to my chin and thought about that. Then I snapped my fingers and looked at the husband.
"I think I might have some more in there." I said, "But it's in there real deep. Also, if you try and get it, I'm not sure you'll be able to come back out."
The husband didn't seem to care, "Doesn't matter to me. I just want some more."
"But if you try and get it, it's likely you yourself will die and be turned into more of it." I warned.
"So? At least that way my wife would get to enjoy some." She nodded at this as well, all care for her husband's well being replaced by her hunger for my offering.
"Well, as long as you're sure." I said. The husband nodded. "Then squat down in front of me."
The husband did so and looked up as I turned around again. I relaxed my anus and nothing came out. But since he'd expected that, the man reached up and put a hand on either side of the opening. I took this as my cue the he was ready. I relaxed further and sat down upon him. A sucking noise indicated that he had in fact entered my colon. He was officially in up to his waist. I could feel him rummaging around, feeling for anymore of my gift. He did find some, but there wasn't much. While he was distracted, I stood up and made the wife grab a hold of his feet. She helped push him the rest of the way in as I grunted every once in a while, sttempting to flex my anal muscles and swallow him what some would call the wrong way. Once he was in there, I got the woman to sit back down and make room for me and my gut.
"Ah, thank you very much," I said, "Your husband made a great meal."
"I'm sure he did," she grinned, "I just can't wait to see what he tastes like coming out!"
She blushed a bit as we made small talk, waiting for her husband to process. Once finished, She sat in her husband's original position and I proceeded to give her the offering of my feces. She took it whole heartedly, not needing to swallow as I'd changed her in much the same way I'd originally changed her husband. She also surprised me a bit when I found her licking my anus every once in a while, almost as if in thanks for my gift.
It took a minute or two, but when I was done I stood up and she did as well. My stomach was flat, but hers had a nice bulge to it. I smiled at her and she giggled, burping. I then offered for her to come to my place across the street and she agreed.
When we arrived, Gamma was at the door. She welcomed us in and we all went into her bedroom. Once there, she instructed us both on what was going to happen.
"Very simply put, you're going to have sex. Do so for about an hour or so, and remember not to pull out. She has to get as much as she can inside of her. Then, she will eventually fall asleep. When she does, so will need to incubate her inside of you for a while. Finally, once that bit is done, you will then deposit her back on the bed, leave your address, and she will come to your house at abuot 8 o'clock. Make sure she has a meal ready for her outside, or she might try and eat you."
I nodded, as did she.
"And don't worry," Gamma said, "She won't remember a thing when she wakes up."
She left the room and we looked at each other for a minute or two. Then we went straight into a wild make out session. I used my nimble tongue to travel her mouth and the areas beyong, while she explored my body with her hands. She rubbing her fingers through my fur, felt my tail for a bit, and finally stopped on my genitals. She started out with my female set and I was soon doing the same to her. We fingered each other for some time before I approached climax. Remembering what Gamma had said, I quickly slid my cock deep within the woman and came in buckets. Her stomach, having gone back to normal earlier was again distended by me, although only slightly. And once my member was within her folds, it did not exit for quite some time.
Throughout the hour I found the locations of many of my tentacles. Most were hidden somewhere in my fur, and all were quite fun to manipulate. I concentrated briefly and various parts of the woman's body and made them enjoyably permeable to my tendrils. She came multiple times in those few minutes, as did I. Once we were finished, she looked grossly pregnant with at least two children. But of course, she was in fact filled with what I could only guess was my now alien semen. She soon dosed off and I was left wondering what Gamma meant by "incubate". She had said that all orifices lead to the stomach, but most had secondary effects.
I then got an idea. Perhaps swallowing her with my vagina would work? I decided it was worth a shot. I rolled the woman over on her large stomach and lifted her feet to my sex. They slipped in with no effort at all. Clenching my thighs a bit, I was able to hold her in that position and let go with my hands. Just then, a series of muscles hidden within the walls of my cunny rippled into action, pulling the woman steadily within me. She snored as my crotch consumed her body, piece by piece. My vagina stretched impressively around the distended stomach of the woman, and I moaned throatily as it did. I fondled my breasts and stroked my cock as she traveled through my nether lips. I came a number of times, which greatly helped with lubrication. It wasn't long before only her head was outside of me. My muscles rippled wildly and pulled her in completely with a loud sucking sound. I sat on the bed with my humongous gut between my legs. I rubbed it a bit as Gamma came back in.
"You had fun, I'm guessing?"
"You have no idea." I said, breathless.
"No, I think I do. Now, you'll want to be careful about the whole releasing her thing. I accidentally fired you out of there pretty good and your legs were temporarily paralyzed due to a nasty bonk on the head."
She chuckled at that while my brain went back to that moment in time. I laughed a bit too before my mind thought of something.
"Hey... how much did I forget about when you did this to me?"
Gamma thought for a while before shrugging. "I don't know. It's hard to tell."
"Was I with anyone?" I asked.
"Yes, I do believe so. A nice old lady. She tasted like prune." Gamma made a grossed out face and I giggled.
"Man, I hope she wasn't my girlfriend." I said.
"No, I don't think there was any chance of that." She thought for a second before turning to leave. "Well, you get a couple hours of sleep. I'll wake you up later so you can let her out safely and go back home. And don't worry, I'll be at your house before she will so I can explain everything."
"Okay, thanks." She walked out and I lay back on the bed. It took a minute or two, but I was soon fast asleep...
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THE NEXT DAY, 8:00 PM
I was walking around my apartment in my human form, waiting nervously for my guest to arrive. Gamma was sitting at the kitchen table, filing her nails. It felt like forever before the doorbell rang.
I opened the door quickly and there stood the woman from the day before, her stomach full and round.
"Hi, my name's Ray." I said, holding out a hand for her to shake.
"Hello," she burped and patted her stomach, "I'm Diana. Uh... sorry about your pizza... and the pizza guy..."
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