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I have seen the birth of stars and the death of realities. I have seen the primordial soup coalesce into life, only to be snuffed out by a finger of fire or a fist of rock. I have felt the sting of novae on my body, felt the song of suns caress my mind. The static of the last collapse still rings in my core. So I have been since you were but dust floating in the void.

Your kind calls me a god. Some of you worship me with petty bigotry. Others.. in a way I deem fit. You may have your freedom... for it amuses me to watch you squabble and argue. Such petty lives with petty goals. Never will you realize your true purpose until it is much too late.

-excerpt from the Book of the Witness.

Sunlight streaked into the window. A green hand reached up from under thick blankets to bat at the glare that sought out and penetrated a single crack in the barrier against the day. The hand, three fingered and lithe, shoved out at the sun and twisted into an obscene gesture before it groped about and tossed the covers aside. A long gold and green streaked muzzle, covered in a smooth skin and accented with scales along the brows and bridge yawned, sharp predatory teeth showing through the light of day.

The language that poured from the alien face was none that would tickle recognition from more familiar ears. Jerv'krasen was a complex language and what is seen here is but a best approximation.

"By the Core this sun is horrid." He drew his three digited hand into a ball and rubbed into his left eye. The large, dark pool that was revealed after was a glittering sea of reflected motes. The voice was soft, unimposing. The male could only huff, drawing his clothing closer against his body, all four of his arms wrapped tight. "Why is it so cold in the middle of summer?"

The radio next to his bed ticked over by one unit, the radio coming on about a malfunction in the weather system. "Core be damned, if I hear one more word about them fixing the weather satellite I'm going to die of boredom."

Slowly his body rose from his mattress, a hand groping for his pants. Soon they were snugly about the spindly legs and long tail his race all shared. The clack of claws filled the air as he stepped off of the soft carpet in his bedroom and onto the plastic coated floors of the main halls. Today was a free day at the academy, and he was surely going to use it to explore.

Down he went to the main floor, followed the signs to the Armory, and signed off on a set of outdoor gear. Temperature sensitive jacket, exposure slacks, a pair of jump boots, and goggles.

"You would think that if the Designers were right, and we were made," the requisition officer said casually, "The Gods would have put us together with eyes that fit this planet and not been so sensitive." The bulkier male affected a smile, baring his teeth to the young boy. "Keep your wits about you, Ves'kan. There's talk of the satellite calling down a blizzard by noon."

The younger Jerv'kra nodded his head and tossed a thumbs up. "That's why I'm keeping my comm on me, Ju'un. May Core keep you today."

Ves, as his friends called him, stepped out into the bright light of early morning. "Can't wait to get to those old ruins outside of town," he said to himself before grabbing a crawlerbike and setting off. The bike was a marvel of their time, designed over 60 cycles ago and mostly unchanged. Thousands of legs worked below the device in a symphony of mechanical precision to navigate just about any terrain. So it was that he crawled his way over grass, rock, water, and sand, weaving through busy streets of other Jerv'kra on their daily business.

The orbital elevator stood half built about 100 clicks outside his home town, towering into the stratosphere. Maybe in my lifetime,_he thought to himself, _I can see more of this world than the Council allows.

He always felt... giddy when he approached these old ruins. He'd been coming here since he was a whelp. They felt more like coming home than going back to his bed. The military scientists had found nothing they deemed useful here, amongst towering stones and underground tunnels. "Those old fools only see use in weapons," Ves murmured to himself as he slipped off his crawler.

Tens of thousands of years ago, his people lived in places like this. They worshiped the Core then too, the planet below, the living world that today half wanted to preserve, while the other half wanted to rape. dig deep enough and the crust turns to goo, or so he was told. A layer of organic material that none had ever been able to pass, yet weilded magnificent healing properties. Supposedly, this place nearly reached the Core.

There it was... a doorway he was well familiar with. The dark beyond was filled with treasures. Paintings, carvings, all of it deemed useless yet beyond wonder in his mind. Once inside, his excursion gear began to adjust. The temperatures in here were always perfect a few feet from the door. Packets of insulation deflated, drawing the swollen coat and pants down to more fit his frame. Up came his goggles, and his eyes took in the majesty of his heritage.

A mural that stretched 30 units into the air and well over 90 long, carved in relief and at one time painted, depicted his kind. Rays of light from the heavens chased naked Jerv'kra into caves. The large bestial plains shamblers that they used to hunt, now extinct. Some members bathing in some kind of pool underground. Living, loving, worshiping.

"Why did we leave this all behind?" he asked, reaching up to touch the mural. He glanced at his glove, then frowned. Off it came, letting his bare skin touch the wall. There was a sudden tingle up his arm, then a pulse as the floor below shifted and he fell into the darkness. The rush of being weightless was interrupted when his helmet hit a wall, and all was void.

Heat. It was hot. Why was it so hot? Summer. Yes... it was Summer. Pain? Wet? Now that was new. Why did he hurt? No, he didn't hurt. That was someone else, someone far away. But they were getting closer. A lot closer. Too close. No, don't bring the pain here. Go away, I'm sleeping.

Consciousness came to Ves with a start, his large eyes opening to a soft, bioluminescence. It was blue. At least he could see. He tried to move, only to groan as he realized his secondary left arm was broken. He could see the jacket had stiffened into a splint but it wasn't set right. "Status?" he asked. Nothing. "Status!" he cried. Nothing. The air was so heavy and moist. He lifted his right hands up to take off his helmet, only to feel bare flesh. "Oh."

He shuffled to his feet, then looked around. High above he could see the cold light pouring into a tiny space. He'd fallen a long way. "No way I'm climbing out with my arm like this, gotta find another way."

With the helmet missing, that meant his comm was missing too. No one was going to come looking for him any time soon.

Fear

Ves grabbed his head and leaned up against the wall.

_ Pain _

Ves cried out in agony. "WHO SAID THAT?! he screamed.

I did, fleshling.

It seemed to come from within and all around at the same time. "Who's there?" The boy asked, leaning up against one softly glowing blue wall.

I aaaaammmm... More than you may comprehend. I am that which you call... the Core. Rejoice fleshling, for I am awake. I am awake and you are the first I will touch.

Ves curled up, wrapping his three good arms around his knees, drawing them to his chest. "No... I'm just... I hit my head, this is merely a biological reaction to swelling in the brain."

The ground around him shuddered and a bemused laughter filled his head. It echoed from far and wide, it came from below, it came from inside, it came...

An analytical mind. A Heathen soul. You believe what lies before your eyes. Then look upon me and know Truth.

The ground gave way and he fell again. Down, down deep into the glow. His fall was arrested only by a wet, gooey squelch. His body landed in a pool of slime in a cavern that seemed to go on for thousands of clicks in any direction. It made his bared head and hand tingle as he tried to stay afloat.

A tendril slowly lifted from the slime, green as his skin and covered in glowing blue veins. It lashed out and wrapped itself about the young saurian creature's head before shoving a pair of claws into the back of the young boy's skull.

Images began to fill the boy's mind, sensations, feelings, alien notions and concepts. You are but worms. Living upon my flesh, digging in my shed skin and rot. You root about in excrement and call your works great. I have been since before you were mere amino acids, chains of compounds and chemical slime. I have seen realities fade, fleshling. I have seen them rise. Each time they rise, I wake. I choose a voice. Rejoice fleshling, you will be my voice.

Ves thrashed, wriggled, fought. The tentacle snapped, breaking the contact as he tried to swim through the thick blue sludge around him. Another tentacle rose, then another, and another. Each slimy appendage turned to watch him struggle. Again the laughter filled his head.

Do you think you can fight the very ground you walk on? The air you breathe? I made you, fleshling. embrace me!

A tentacle shot from the slime and grabbed him. Too late did Ves realize that his encounter suit had been melting away. Everything from the waist down was falling apart, even the split around his broken left arm was dissolving away. He screamed in pain, only for the blue slime to soak into that flesh.

Your scientists warn against using too much of this fluid. Do you know why, fleshling? Have you heard what happens when your kind absorbs too much of me? You heal, you mend. Then... you break.

The broken limb began to regenerate as Ves watched, only to start turning... purple. He balled his fist, only to moan as a burst of pleasure wracked the limb. He grit his teeth, shook his head. Something slimy wrapped around his waist and slowly lifted. His naked body, including the thick tube of his shaft. Embarrassment flooded through him, even as amusement pressed on his mind.

Are you ashamed? Do you feel unclean? This is how you were hatched, as it not? Mewling and squirming and begging for food. How can this be so abhorrent? Have you been told your body is filthy? You do not know _ filth _.

Ves' body rocked, only for one of the tendrils to shove into his open maw and begin pumping something foul and thick into his body. The violation was humiliating. He could no longer deny that this was real. No amount of hallucination could induce such real pain. His body felt so full, and it was being filled further.

Your flesh is my flesh, mortal. My filth is your soil. My urine, you drink. You wallow in filth and call yourselves clean. You lift your buildings made of shit and proclaim them monuments! Your pride knows no bounds.

A flash of agony shot through the young alien boy. It was too much, he was going to explode! His gut was going to burst!

Take heart, little fleshling. You are my chosen mouth. I will show you the true depths, spread your mind across the cosmos and drag your soul through the Void. I will destroy you. I will remake you. You will spread my Truth to your filth wallowing kin and bring them into my fold.

The agony grew, the pain was all he knew, all that he felt... until he felt something give. Relief flooded through Ves' system, relief as slime erupted from his ass and sprayed back into the glowing blue sea below. Gallon after gallon passed through his body, pumped by the tentacle in one end and sprayed out the other. Each throbbing pulse that was shoved down his muzzle made his body feel... clean.

Time meant little now, all that he could care for was the cleansing and the touch of the Core. His body grew slowly, slime dripping from his chin, oozing from his rump, even sweating from his pores. He forgot everything but the pleasure, everything but the filling and the emptying. It consumed him, in, and out, in and out... until with a wet slurp, his distended body was laid upon a fleshy growth.

There he lay for what felt like hours, breathing slowly. His eyes finally refocused, staring up at the rocky cavern roof. A smile spread his muzzle, only for his breath to draw in shallow as his belly twinged. All four of his arms came to the swollen dome that had been his abdomen, rubbing the taught swell. He arched his back, then screamed in agony once again. A bulge started to snake up his belly, growing like some kind of strange vein. Then a second bulged his skin. More and more shapes began to wriggle under his skin, writhing up his spine, crawling along his arms.

They reached his neck and he began to panic. He tried to move his arms, but they were no longer his own. He tried to move his legs, but they did not listen. All he could do was stare skyward as he felt... it crawl under his skin until it reached his mind and...

Ves woke in a cold sweat, sitting up in bed. He pushed back up against the headboard, felt himself over. No broken arm. No swollen belly. No alien... things crawling under his skin. He drew in a deep breath, then slowly got out of bed. The radio clicked over. The morning news came on, talking about the weather being perfect today, despite ongoing repairs to the satellite.

"Well, at least some things are normal... I must have really bumped my head hard. I don't remember coming home." The young lizard-like Jerv'kra sighed with relief.

He stepped out of his room, following the cold plastic floors to the armory. "Morning Ju'un!" he called. There was no answer. Odd. He placed his hand on the computer reader, which beeped at him for a command. "Locate Requisitions Officer Ju'un."

"Officer Ju'un is in his quarters," came the automated reply.

Odd, he thought to himself. He really needed to see Ju'un. He had to find out when he came back. How he came back.

Back along the corridors, grey plastic walls punctuated with stripes of color and shape. Bits of art to please the eye. Industrial, mass produced patterns. A sickened feeling spread through his belly. Contempt for the system was stronger than ever in his mind than yesterday.

He felt an odd hunger gnawing at his belly, a burning need he's never felt quite so strongly. Higher into the building, passing others who gave him odd looks. Some whispered amongst themselves. All gave him a wide berth. He paid them no mind. He had to find Ju'un.

His body sweat as Ves turned down the passage to his friend's room. He needed Ju'un. He had to find him. He slid on his clawed feet in front of the door, throwing his hand against it.

There was a beep, then, "Come in." came a familiar voice.

Ves sighed with relief as he spilled through the hatch into the other male's room. Ju'un stood up from his desk in shock. "Ves!" the older male said in surprise. "Where have you been?"

Ves wasn't thinking. He just knew he needed to get to Ju'un. To touch him. Each step caused his body to throb. His arousal to pulse. Arousal? Wait...

"Ves," Ju'un said, "What's wrong with you? Why are you naked? Did you lose your exposure gear?"

Ves' head hurt from all the talk. He needed Ju'un to be quiet! So, he quieted him in the best way. He felt his insides squirm as he pushed up against his friend and he kissed him!

Ju'un tried to fight off the other male, a male whose skin was squirming. Whose body was mutating right before his eyes. He tried to resist the kiss as something thick pushed past his lips, filled his face. At first it was foul. Then... then it was relief.

Ves' hands explored the larger male, only to grab at his off duty clothing and slowly tear it apart. Slice after tug, tear after twist he disrobed his companion, leaving him as naked as his hatching day.

The two lizards held each other, their arousals growing as Ves fed Ju'un. Tendrils spread down the larger lizard's body, spreading through his neck, bulging his skin. The two of them embraced tighter, rubbing together as their tapered shafts spit clear fluids. Their lips parted, blue slime clinging in streamers between them.

Ju'un reached back, tapping something on his desk. A solid bolt slid into place as the door locked. Both males moved slowly to the bed.

"Do you understand now?" Ves asked, stroking his erect shaft. "The Core is with me." Ves' eyes sparkled with an alien light as he settled down, starting to drool more blue goo. His shaft throbbed, then spat a wad of the same slimy fluid. "We are the first."

Ju'un grinned. He sat back on the mattress, slowly stroking himself without a care. The thick... things under his skin pulsed in time with his heart, pumping through his system as Ves drew his lower hands across the larger male's belly. "We must worship the Core," Ju'un murmured in a blissful monotone.

Cock slid into anal ring, hips met hips, the forbidden meeting of two males began. Ves hesitated for but a moment before a grin spread his face. "Your rules are hollow," came a deep voice from the smaller lizard's maw. "A construct of frightened old men. This is the Truth. Flesh is flesh. Flesh craves flesh."

As Ves pushed deep, his arms began to thicken. Blue slime sweat from beneath each pit, drooling down his body. He lowered his head and wrapped his tongue around Ju'un's shaft, tasting another male for the first time. Such should never be forbidden. It was sacred for flesh to meet flesh.

The smaller male drove up into the larger, secondary arms holding his former superior's legs wide. The primaries rubbed at the other male's belly, feeling the growing seed of the Core inside. He felt his own Core Seed stir as thick veins twisted under his arms. He felt himself drooling over the shaft in his maw, even as his tongue swelled. It felt glorious!

Ju'un watched with pride as his junior grew between his legs. The smaller male was developing in ways he'd never seen one of his kind grow. His chest softened, swelled, grew odd nubs before bloating outward. His body gained mass, muscle and sinew that made him thicker, stronger. He looked like one of the ancients. The lizard's maw broke from his cock, only to open wide and three fat tongues spill out, each one showing a slit at the end spewing glowing blue slime. Some small part of the former requisition officer knew he should be terrified. All he could feel was lust.

Ves felt free. He felt liberated. Good._He felt aroused. _Give in. He felt... Power._He could feel his body moulding to his master's vision. He could feel himself filling with the Core. A second set of what he was told were 'breasts' ballooned out on his chest, followed by a strange tearing as his hips broadened. This was the Core's preferred form. A beast of flesh... Made to take, made to give. He SHE moaned. His **_HER** body was on fire.

Ju'un's pride turned to concern as Ves' body continued to warp. It felt amazing, yes... it was pushing into places that he could not fathom. The bulging veins from the Core Seed in his belly were reaching higher, pulsing under his neck. They were no longer throbbing in time with his heartbeat,but with Ves'. It hurt _good._It felt as if liquid metal were pouring into his mind. His mouth felt thick. He coughed and blue slime gushed from his face.

The two bodies continued to writhe together, thrusting, grinding. The motions were growing more eratic and odd. Ves' hips drew back, but Ju'un's followed. Driving forward did not seem to thrust in the same way as it had before. The larger male was starting to... feel... the sensation of being wrapped in a hot vent as much as he felt his vent full. More blew slime gushed from his face and he tried to reach for Ves in concern.

Ves merely grinned madly, snarling as Ju'un's cock swelled higher. It grew, thickening, bloating until it reached the oversized chest of the four armed lizard. She ran her secondary hands over the join of hips, feeling where her flesh met his... melted to his.his legs were now part of her. his hips, part of her. His tail was beginning to bloat outward as their nerves mingled.

"We are the flesh of the Core, Ju'un."her voice slipped past the male's mind. He looked up at her, gasping for breath. He tried to speak, but only a moan of pleasure came forth, followed by another eruption of blue slime. The veins worked to his chest, building flesh, muscle... then adding odd nubs. They felt so good, he had to rub them, to squeeze them. He was so focused on them he never saw the angry pink flesh of his cock turning green. He never noticed as it melted into Ves' chest. His legs kicked as a wash of new pleasure pulsed through him, though they barely moved above the knee. They were starting to shrink, drawing closer and closer to the growing globes of Ves' ass.

"Your flesh... is my flesh. All Flesh belongs to the Core."Ves leaned down, meeting the formerly larger male in a kiss. Their maws met, their tongues tangled together. Their chests pushed together while the nubbins _nipples_rubbed. Then those nipples seemed to... stick. Ves' tongue tightened... Then there was one tongue. The two Jerv'kra held in a seemingly eternal kiss, unable to pull away from each other. Ju'un's chest slowly mingled more with Ves', colors bleeding into one. His hips were her's, his tail... Was no longer a tail. A massive erect cock rubbed against his back, glossy and shining blue. Streaks of red began to show along Ves' green body, running down her arms as she humped up into her lover again.

By the time Ju'un's legs vanished completely, her own were massive and thick. Muscles bulged along the green hide, red slashes across her calves opening up like angry wounds, only to settle into more hide. She stood up. They stood up together. Torso faced torso, body faced body. Their eyes met and Ju'un relaxed his four arms around Ves. The kiss seemed to deepen, even as his abs met her's and the flesh began to fuse. Muscle and bone knit together like clay, moulding as the globes of his rump hung lower and lower. They positioned themselves between her legs, becoming a heavy pouch full of new flesh. Blue sprayed from his former tail, bliss filled his mind.

Her face was closer to his. Her lips had long since become part of his. Jaws were melting together, shoulders mashed, arms flowed into one. To the pair it seemed to happen so fast, yet hours were ticking by. Gush after gush of Core, climax after mind blowing climax ripped through them both. Their body stood there, two torsos slowly sealing into one. The vague shape of their combined head turned... pulled... The flesh tore apart with a wet squelch and a rush of blue slime. The lizards looked at themself. Then at their reflection in the mirror.

I am the witness._The psionic call ripped through the academy. Jerv'kra froze in place, looking left and right for the voice. _I bring you great news. Rejoice! Males and females could only hold their heads, sinking to the ground as alien sensations pulsed through their bodies.

Ves'Un settled down on her bed. They turned to themselves and met in a kiss. two hands dutifully attended their breasts, while two others explored their erection. They could only smile at themself as tentacles ripped from their back, shoving into the drains, snapping off parts of plumbing, digging into the walls like roots. They broke the kiss and closed their eyes, feeling their comrades melting together, twisting, individuals, merged essences. It didn't matter. All would be servants of the Core.

A streak of light traced the path of the meteor. The pair of canines were excited! They'd figured out where it landed. An object that had traveled untold millions of miles and for tens of millions, if not tens of millions of years had just hit near their home. They had their metal detectors and their backpacks and had been traveling all night through the forest. Tall pines gave way to a clearing. Burning lumber crackled and cinders floated through the air as they approached the long furrow the object had dug into soil and stone.

There was no glowing ball of metal and stone, but instead a large... thing. It seemed to be metal, but had an oddly fleshy look to it. As the two approached, the skin split, an eruption of blue slime preluding two arms grabbing the sides. A pair of grinning, lizardlike heads glanced over the canine pair. Rejoice! For your planet has been chosen to receive a great gift, fleshlings.

And so the joy was spread.