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It was the start of another work day, and as such a crowd of people filed into the large office building like a herd of cattle into a barn to begin the milking process. Anyone that might have been observing the crowd would have seen nothing out of the ordinary, nothing unusual, just the usual office workers off to do their office jobs. What the group didn’t know was that they had a wolf in sheep’s clothing in their midst, which in this case took the form of an actual wolf as Ryle kept his head down while he moved along with the rest of the heard. Up until that moment he had never set foot in that building, but as he did that morning it was not for the intent to work… at least not for the company in question as he filed into the lobby and stood in line for coffee.

Ryle was engaged in a profession that had likely started as soon as the concept of a corporation was formed; he was a spy, and the reason he was there was to engage in the act of corporate espionage in order to take whatever this company had to offer. In this case it was something specific, of which the only identifier he had was a number that was far too long for him to keep in his head as he stood in line at the nearby coffee bar to let the crowd thin out near the elevators. As he continued to play it cool and checked his grey and white fur in the nearby reflection of the metal wall he tried to play the usual faceless automaton that this company probably saw their workers as. He found that it was easier just to blend in to gain access to a place rather than try to play off someone important and so far his masquerade was working as no one had even given him a second glance.

Waiting to get a coffee had not only allowed the throng of people to dissipate enough that he could take better stock of his surroundings but also gave him a chance to clock the security system itself. As he looked down at his watch he saw that the scanner that he had in the briefcase he held revealed all the electronic nets that the area had as well as cameras and potential alarms. It also revealed something that he had already known thanks to his employer, that there was a sub-basement to the building that wasn’t on display in the central directory. That was where he target was, the object that he was tasked to steal as he mused on what sort of thing they could have that would warrant another company hiring them.

About fifteen minutes later Ryle left the little coffee nook with beverage in hand and an idea of how to breach into what was likely a very secured area underneath the unassuming office building. Unlike the upper floors there was no fire escape access to go down since there was no need for one on a floor that didn’t exist. What was needed however was air, and usually the ventilation shafts for underground areas were much bigger as he made his way towards an area marked as maintenance. He had seen the janitor leave a short while ago to start his rounds and Ryle smiled as he saw the RFID reader before he held up his briefcase to it until the light turned green.

Once he was inside he quickly took stock of his surroundings and saw not only the large HVAC system hidden away to supply the secret floors below but also a disguise in the form of a few extra pairs of overalls. None of them fit over his suit so Ryle stripped down and stashed his clothes away behind a vending machine before putting on the maintenance outfit. He kept his briefcase and while a janitor with one might seem strange he wasn’t going to leave behind the equipment that would also help him to breach their systems behind as he grabbed a few tools and opened the large access panel in the ducts. At this point he was working blind but all he had to do was get down into the sub-basement, after that he would just take his chances and use the elevator in order to go back up unless he happened to trip the alarm system.

A few minutes later Ryle had walked out of another maintenance closet, this time in the sub-basement as he took the cart he found and started to push it down the hallway he found himself in. It was definitely a different setting than the one above as the air took on an almost antiseptic quality to it. The white painted halls and steel floor reminded him of a hospital and though the wolf doubted they treated anyone here he definitely knew a secret lab when he saw it. The people that occasionally passed by in lab coats were a big indicator and as he walked by them he nonchalantly kept his head down as he passed by.

After turning several corners Ryle looked at his watch again and saw that the briefcase had picked up a match on the database that it had been skimming as soon as they had gotten down in the lab area. The object that he was to take a sample of was a few doors down and as he picked up the pace in order to get there he frowned when he saw that it was a biometric lock instead of one that just required a keycard. It was definitely an upgrade in security and he knew that the clock was ticking, every moment that he stood out in the open like this was another moment where he was exposed. As he examined the lock however he saw that it was a retina scanner, which made him hope that an old trick worked as he took out his phone and opened a particular app.

Once he saw a multitude of different eyes flashing on the screen Ryle held the screen up and looked around nervously until he heard a beep and the unlocking of the door. Thank goodness they didn’t fix that glitch yet, Ryle thought to himself as he took the janitor’s cart and pushed it inside. This was clearly restricted access though and the deeper he got the less effective his disguise was, but thankfully it seemed like it was the last layer as his watch once more pinged with a hit on the number he was looking for. As more information was gleaned he saw that it wasn’t an object that he was looking for, at least not quite one, as he saw the data entry attached to the file number and saw that it was actually some sort of egg.

Agricultural espionage; it wouldn’t be the first time that Ryle had smuggled out some sort of plant or seeds or even a few embryos of whatever Frankenfood they happen to be developing. He also knew he would have to tread very carefully if it was a living creature, most corporations pay to have a viable specimen they can cultivate and reproduce to give themselves an edge in the multi-billion dollar industry. He took his cart and pushed it next to the nearby computer in order to try and harvest more information that he could sell as a bonus while he went over to the series of metal drawers in one of the walls that contained the samples. They looked like something that someone might find in a bank safety deposit box room and they seemed to be airtight, fortunately a quick scan through the numbers quickly yielded the one that he was looking for near the corner.

With no external means to get the box open Ryle realized that the computer was the key, which as he looked at his watch once more he found that the briefcase had nearly gotten through the encryption that the company used in order to keep their secrets safe. As it automatically burrowed its programming he saw a number of warning signs pop up regarding the contents of this box and that proper handling needed to be taken whenever opening the box. There were also a multitude of safety codes included as well but the wolf cared little about them, it was just an egg after all as he finally got final authorization to open the box and clicked yet on the screen on his wrist. Almost immediately after there was a soft hiss and the door in front of him popped open, which revealed a drawer handle that he pulled out in order to grab the contents within and run… except what he saw in the box wasn’t an egg and definitely wasn’t a chicken.

The creature within looked like a cross between a snake and a snail with an unnaturally shiny purple body, though as it seemed to sense Ryle’s presence one end of it arched up and the tip opened like a flower to reveal a tendril filled opening within. The wolf was at a loss for words on what the alien creature was but didn’t have time to say anything as it lunged upwards with surprising speed with the tip suctioning itself to his mouth. He let out a muffled grunt and stumbled backwards as it took the momentum of the lunge and managed to wrap its body around his head several times, covering his eyes like a blindfold before its body constricted around his head. Panic began to overwhelm Ryle as he felt those same tendrils start to push into his lips and curl around his teeth before the petals forced his maw open and he felt something much thicker slither into him.

Ryle let out a muffled howl of shock and horror as his fingers struggled to even find purchase on the creature much less try to pry it off as he continued to stumble about. Eventually he ran into a nearby wall and the force of the impact knocked him off his feet, which only served to advance the plans of this entity as the somewhat surprisingly thick tentacle stretched out his maw and began to push down into him. His muffled cries became gurgles as he felt the creature around his head contract before some sort of fluid was pumped straight down into his stomach that caused his mouth and throat to go numb and his mind to grow hazy. When Ryle tried to get back up he found himself unable to lift himself as he slumped up against the wall, feeling the rubbery creature pulsate against his head as something bigger than the tentacle inside his maw start to stretch his lips out even further.

If anyone had walked in at that moment they would have seen the wolf’s body go limp as the alien seemed to stop moving while something traveled through its body that bulged it out. When it got to the base there was a muffled grunt and the lupine head tipped back slightly as something could be seen pushing out the fur of his muzzle before traveling downward. There were a few times that Ryle quivered as the lump could be seen at the top of his neck before slowly traveling downward, aided by the tentacle inside him at first until his throat muscles instinctively took over and gulped it down the rest of the way. As soon as the object disappeared inside of him the creature detached and the wolf let out a gasp as the slime-covered tentacle slid out of his mouth while the body fell away from his head and crumbled to the ground.

Ryle continued to sit there with his eyes wide as he panted while his brain tried to comprehend the situation that had just happened. At first he couldn’t even believe it did but as he looked over at the curled up body of the alien creature he knew that whatever it was had done something to him. He could also feel his stomach gurgle slightly as the contents within shifted, which prompted him to lift himself up and try to get out of there. For a moment he thought about trying to hide the evidence that he had been there but as he heard a beep that came from the door he knew that it was too late for that.

As the jaguar scientist walked inside he was nearly knocked backwards by the janitor cart that came flying out the door as he spilled his coffee on himself. “Hey, watch it buddy!” The scientist shouted as he looked at the brown splotch on his otherwise pristine white lab coat, which caused him to sigh as he went into the lab in order to try and clean at least some of it off with a few paper towels within only to stop dead in his tracks at the dead alien creature on the floor. “Mother of god…”

By the time Ryle got close to his exit he started to hear alarms going off, no doubt due to his mess as he grabbed the briefcase from the inside of the janitor’s cart and made his way back towards maintenance instead. With the elevator route no doubt locked down he hoped that they didn’t have similar protocol for the air ducts as he got inside the room. Given that this was a secret facility it was unlikely that they would have the same security response up top as they would down there, which meant that he just had to get to the surface as he crawled back into the shaft. As he looked up though he saw the problem with this being his escape route as the metal walls eventually went straight up for at least two stories if not more before they turned back into the other maintenance room.

As he heard banging on the door however Ryle knew that he had no other option at this point unless he wanted to be captured, though at this point being there to conduct corporate espionage was probably the least of his worries as he tried to use his hands and feet to brace against the walls and hoist himself up. It worked for about a few feet but then he started to slide back down again, and he knew that this wasn’t going to work. As he began to hear his pulse pounding in his ears he couldn’t just give back up, and as adrenaline was dumped into his system something else was being circulated around as well. The wolf began to breathe more heavily as he found his thoughts of panic ebbing away and being honed down to one singular purpose, a sole instinctive response to his situation.

Climb.

Ryle grunted and shifted his stance so that both his hands were on the same surface of the vent, and though that should have caused him to fall back down he found himself sticking to it. His muscles bulged with new strength as he began to pull himself upwards while his feet kicked off his shoes without even realizing it. It wasn’t long before the wolf had his feet joining in and as he crawled up the wall on all fours he was actually picking up speed. For the moment Ryle didn’t even realize that he was essentially free climbing a smooth wall at ninety degrees, nor did he comprehend that his claws had lengthened enough that they started digging into the thin metal to hoist himself up as he moved with determined purpose towards his destination.

It didn’t take Ryle long to get up to the system on the ground level and a few moments later the vent that had been closed was slammed open by a bare foot before the wolf crawled his way out of it. For a few more seconds he practically skittered across the floor on all fours before his rational sense returned to him and he realized that he had evaded capture… for now. They would be looking for a maintenance man and fortunately he had a different disguise as he took off the dirty jumpsuit and put on his office attire. As he got the belt around his waistband though he found his usual fit to be a bit tight, though the possibility of putting on a few pounds mattered very little to him at the moment as he used a different notch before finishing up and going over to pull the fire alarm.

This time the sound he heard was that of a safety alarm as he waited for a few minutes for the inevitable stream of people to start coming out of the stairwell, which as he started to hear the murmur of others wondering what was going on he slipped out of the door and joined him. While he could see security personnel had been posted at the door they were looking for a man in overalls, not a well-groomed wolf in a business suit holding a briefcase just like the others that were walking out the door. As he took a sip of his coffee to keep up the façade the rumbling in his stomach reminded him that he was definitely not like them though as he broke from the crowd as soon as he was outside. The sound of police cars and a firetruck could be heard in the distance but Ryle wasn’t going to be there to see them as he hailed the first cab he could in order to get back to his place.

About forty minutes later Ryle’s journey came to an end, which involved not only the cab but also taking a train and bus to make sure he lost any tails he might have picked up at the office building, and he found himself walking into his modest but well-furnished apartment. He lived there with his fixer, a fox named Trevor that could often be found on his computer trying to find them jobs in order to keep up their current lifestyle or developing the technology like what he had just used to break into the sub-basement facility. At this moment the wolf didn’t see him anywhere in the living area or in the kitchen, which meant he was likely in his room as he immediately took off the belt and pants that had started to feel even more constraining than before. It was at that point he realized that he had walked all the way back home without his shoes but at the moment he had more pressing trouble as he called out for the fox to join him while he flopped down on the couch.

“Back already?” Trevor asked as he poked his head out from the door. “I think that might be a new record, here I thought I would have time to prepare lunch for us. Did you manage to get the package?”

“Yeah… I believe I acquired it,” Ryle replied as he lifted up his shirt to see his stomach was slightly swollen as it continued to rumble and groan. “Can you please contact the client and tell him that we need to arrange for an immediate exchange? I don’t want to have this any longer than necessary.”

“Whoa, that’s one way to smuggle something out,” Trevor exclaimed in slight surprise. “I’ll see about moving up the time table for the exchange, you just sit back and take it easy.”

Easier said than done, Ryle thought to himself as he felt his toes curling as the sensations were starting to migrate down lower. Whatever that creature had done to him had not only put something in his body but also had started to cause his libido to rise to the point where he had to hide his arousal several times on the way home. As he looked at the boxer-briefs that he still wore he could see the bulge practically quivering and throbbing despite his best efforts to remain calm and not succumb to his growing lusts. It was a battle he found himself quickly losing however as his hands reached down and gave the sensitive flesh a rub with his palm, only to find that when he tried to pull it away he found his underwear sticking to it.

Up until that point Ryle had been so preoccupied with his escape and subsequent fleeing back to his place that he hadn’t noticed that his fingers had grown longer and his claws were sharper, which as he flexed them seemed to push them out even further. The fur of his palms was also replaced with shiny purple skin that was covered with a thin layer of slime, which when he pressed against his own fur slid easily off but when he got to his shirt it clung to it almost like glue. Just as he was about to get up and go to Trevor’s room in order to show him what was happening a powerful ripple of tingling radiated out from his stomach and he found himself gasping as the bulge of his groin grew bigger. His mouth opened in a silent cry of pleasure as his body started to quiver, squishing and popping noises being heard as his midsection started to stretch like someone was pulling him apart while he could feel his tongue thicken slightly in his maw along with his saliva.

When he could make noise again it was a low moan as Ryle’s increasingly exposed midriff started to thicken as his underwear tightened around his body, mostly due to the bulge in front that was swelling before his eyes. As his hands quivered in the air he could feel the joints pop as several of his fingers became stuck together, the fur being replaced with the same purple flesh of his paws as it filled the gap until it looked more like he had three fingers instead of five. The wolf’s back arched as his spine popped and stretched even more and as his head rocked back and forth he could feel himself starting to drool slightly as he could feel the inside of his mouth and his throat being altered as well. Whatever help he was hoping to get from the ones that had commissioned him to steal the egg that was transforming him seemed to be too late as he saw the fabric of the front of his underwear wiggling as it strained to contain the growing appendage inside.

As Ryle continued to lie there he found that the noise he had made had not gone unnoticed as he saw the fox enter into his field of vision, seeing that Trevor’s mouth was agape and his eyes were staring at his growing member. Though he wanted to tell his friend and partner to run and that something was clearly happening to him the thought of doing so never materialized in his mind. He could hear the vulpine ask how horny he was and saw his hand drifting down towards the thick cock that was now clearly outlined in his pants, though what he failed to see was that something else had emerged beside it. The wolf’s quivering hand did manage to reach out, but as Ryle’s neck popped and started to extend like the rest of his body the increasingly purple eyes looked at the fox with more corrupted intentions as an alien voice told him what he had to do…

Trevor let out a yelp as he suddenly felt a strong hand grab him by the back of the neck and pull him down to his knees, which had his muzzle just a few inches away from the massive member that the wolf was clearly packing. While they had fooled around before he didn’t remember Ryle being that huge, but as he finally saw the underwear give up the ghost and rip down the thickening thighs of the lupine his eyes opened wide at what he saw. The normally red lupine cock had not only turned a deep purple with unnaturally shiny flesh but the shaft had grown by at least a foot and thickened considerably. Though the wolf was fully erect the member seemed to wiggle and bend in the air like it was prehensile in nature, which as the fox tried to back away he found it moving straight towards him as several tentacles that had emerged from the white fur of the wolf’s groin had darted forward and wrapped around his neck and head to restrain him and keep his mouth open.

If Ryle had been able to move he would had started to thrust his hips upwards as the fox’s muzzle was suddenly filled with his mutated cock, watching Trevor flail about slightly as the shaft throbbed and spurted a thick glob of alien goo that dripped down the side of his mouth. Once more the transforming wolf’s stomach had started to gurgle and shift but this time it was for a different purpose as he could feel something moving around that had started to migrate down towards the fat shaft. As Ryle watched the irises of his eyes turned a deep red while the sclera became completely purple, watching as the tip of his new cock continued to push its way down the fox’s throat that gurgled and moaned around it. The tentacles wrapped around the other man continued to draw him forward and though in the back of his mind he knew that whatever was happening to him had just ensnared his friend, but a growing part of his mind wanted it to happen, needed it to happen as he moaned once more.

It was also clear that it was already too late for Trevor anyway as the fox’s body began to shudder, his muscles relaxing as the alien fluid in his system made him more docile for implantation. Somewhere in Ryle’s mind he knew that he shouldn’t be thinking about terms like ovipositor or infestation but as the object inside of him moved into the base of his cock his mind once more became honed towards singular purpose just like when he had escaped from the facility. There was a completely different motive behind this action though, and though the wolf’s body was continuing to stretch and mutate his focus was on the tentacle-bound fox as the ovipositor continued to slide into his maw until it could be clearly seen stretching out his throat. Ryle let out a wet groan as the egg that had been developing inside of him finally started to push out the purple flesh of his cock, his breath coming in heavy gasps as it traveled upward and caused spasms of pleasure while he watched it eventually push into the fox through the throbbing shaft.

Yes… Ryle found himself hissing as he could still feel the egg traveling down into his friend, though the concept of such was evaporating from his mind as his head twitched from the pair of purple antennae that were growing up from his forehead. This was his purpose, his corrupted mind rejoicing as he felt the throat muscles of the creature contract around both the egg and his cock in order to hasten it down inside of him. As his toes curled from the sheer ecstasy there was a loud rip as the fur of his feet tore like cloth, which fell away from his bloated toes to reveal a three-toed foot that was covered in purple plates. As he stretched the new digits he found that despite being thicker and capped with a thick talon they were almost more flexible than his fingers as he stretched out the webbing between them before curling his legs around and putting them on the head of the fox.

At this point with the egg secured inside of him there was no need for Trevor to continue to be impaled on the thick ovipositor that had lewdly stretched out his head and throat, but as the new creature reveled in the successful implantation he began to bob the fox’s head up and down for more carnal reasons. It would be some time before he could develop a new egg in the sack that had formed from his stomach that was assimilating his insides, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t have a bit of fun as his more lupine personality shined through. The fox was still more than receptive to having his throat fucked by the creature beneath him and already the white fur of his stomach started to shift from the alien object inside of it. As purple tendrils began to creep their way into Trevor’s eyes eventually Ryle released him from his grasp, though it was only because the more rational wolf part of his mind knew that they would soon have the ability to implant others that enticed his new alien side…

As the day passed and night fell on the city a group of three made their way down into a spillway, the biggest of the group having to lower his head to avoid his horns scraping against the top as they moved further in until they got to a large cistern. It was designed in case of heavy rains it could flood and keep the topside dry, but since it was the middle of the summer it was an unlikely scenario and the more unscrupulous of the city used it in order to arrange meetings and drops away from the eyes of the public. As the three looked around with their flashlights they didn’t see the two that they were supposed to meet, which prompted the otter that was the smallest of the three to sigh. The dragon that had to previously duck his head leaned against a pillar and checked his gun while the last member of their group, a jaguar that wore a lab coat with a coffee stain on it, stood there looking around nervously while holding a strange container in his hands.

“I’m telling you that you should go back to the car Doc,” the otter said as he pulled out a gun as well, though his was a mere pistol while the dragon sported a high-caliber assault rifle. “Last thing we need you to do is get caught in the crossfire.”

The tiger just shook his head and said he would be fine, though unlike the other two he knew the real potential danger that they were in. With the one that had stolen the egg likely having it gestating in his stomach right now it made them entirely unpredictable, which was why the two were ordered to shoot the spy on sight. It was also the reason that he had to be there as he wasn’t sure how long he had for the specimen to remain viable inside a dead host before he could extract it. Everything they had planned so far was based on conjecture and when dealing with alien entities there was nothing they could go on to tell them how this meeting was going to go down.

A good sign however was that the meeting had been confirmed about thirty minutes before, which meant that there was probably little in the way of mental degradation of the host. As the minutes ticked by however and the other two became increasingly anxious the feline wondered if perhaps he had miscalculated the rate of mutation as he continued to look about. The dragon announced that he was going to do a quick perimeter sweep of the area to make sure they weren’t watching them on camera or waiting for them in another section of the cistern. The otter nodded and told him to keep radio contact at all times, which prompted the red scaled creature to give a thumbs up before he made his way down the side of the stone room.

The area wasn’t very big and as the dragon got to the other end he saw something get illuminated in his flashlight that caused him to tread more carefully. Upon closer inspection it appeared to be an encampment for some homeless people, a fact that he relayed back over the radio before he approached once more. It didn’t appear that there was anyone there and when he got to the small firepit area that had been set up he found an electric lantern that sat in the middle of the small makeshift encampment. The dragon let his gun hang by the strap around his shoulder as he picked it up and found it to be a rather powerful one, turning it on so he would no longer have to use his flashlight for illumination.

As soon as his eyes got used to the glaring light the dragon held it up and looked around, a gasp escaping from his mouth and his eyes widening in shock as he immediately found where the two homeless men that had made this encampment were. One of them was plastered up against the wall while the other was on the floor, their encased bodies wigging within the cocoon of what looked like shiny purple rubber covered them. Their features were hardly visible but one thing that stood out as the dragon slowly backed away in horror was their huge cocks that jutted out from their thighs and bulging bellies that quivered and gurgled as both men seemed to be growing. The dragon jumped when he hit something hard against his back and realized he had walked backwards into one of the support pillars as the terrified creature felt something drip onto the hand that held the lantern.

When the dragon lowered his hand he gasped as he saw the purple goo that was on his scales, then looked up just in time to see a creature that had crawled down from the ceiling reach down and grab him by the muzzle before yanking him upwards. The sticky purple paw clung to his muzzle as he found himself swiftly lifted up from his feet, the lantern clattering to the ground as the light illuminated red and white fur as well as purple skin of the creature pulling him. The mutated fox continued to pull the dragon upwards before straddling the body of the creature, using its clawed fingers and toes to quickly shed the clothes and body armor off of his newest prey until he was as naked as his own partially transformed body. As the creature once known as Trevor got into position and pinned the dragon against the wall the mercenary tried to scream, only to realize the palm that had dragged him up had left a sticky residue that prevented him from speaking as the fox cut the gun strap and let the last piece fall to the ground.

As the other two waited for the dragon to report back the sound of a single gunshot that reverberated through the cistern caused both the otter and the jaguar to look up, the otter quickly bringing up the gun he had been fiddling with as he suddenly saw a light in the distance. “Alpha One Two report,” the otter said over his radio, only to get no response. “Alpha One Two, did you just discharge your firearm? Damnit… alright Doc, you need to vacate the area immediately.”

“Trust me, you’re going to want me here,” the jaguar scientist said, and though the otter looked like he wanted to protest further the concern for his partner outweighed the desire to keep the client safe as he quickly made his way over to the source of the noise. It didn’t take long for them to get to the light source that they had seen and when they got there they were both shocked to see the pile of clothes and equipment that were next to the tipped over light. They also heard the sounds of rutting and hissing and as their eyes traveled upwards they quickly found where the dragon had gone as both of them backed away.

The light of the lantern illuminated the dragon still suspended midway up the column, his hands stuck over his head by purple goo that had been slathered over them by the creature. His legs were still free but they were being spread apart by the swollen belly and muscular thighs of the alien being that clung effortlessly to the wall, the still somewhat vulpine form having thickly clawed hands and toes while his neck and torso were also elongated with purple flesh filling the gaps instead of fur. As the mutant fox’s tongue had pushed its way into the otherwise muzzled dragon’s snout it blinked with two sets of eyes, one of them pure purple while the other had a set of red irises, into the ones that had rolled back into their head. The only thing that came out of the dragon was gurgling noises as even with the height they could see that the mercenary had his throat bulging as multiple objects slid down it while the ovipositor of the alien fox wiggled and pumped into the tailhole of his prey.

“Oh my god,” the jaguar said, which snapped the otter out of his dumbfound state as he dropped his pistol and grabbed the fallen assault rifle. “We have to go, we have to go right now…”

“No way!” the otter shouted as he lined up the sights, though it was hard to get the alien fox without also getting the dragon that was being bounced up and down while more objects traveled through the thick ovipositor into his body. “You’re going to get your dead courier and I’m going to save my partner, and so help me if you can’t save him I’m putting a bullet in you next.”

“No, you don’t understand!” the scientist said as he kept backing away in fear. “That’s not the courier!”

As the otter’s head snapped down to look at the jaguar he suddenly found himself lifted off his feet and flung towards the scientist, knocking them both over as a similarly mutated wolf suddenly appeared in the light of the lantern. While both Ryle and Trevor had been using most of their energy while waiting for the group to create more eggs inside of them the alien wolf’s body had also continued to evolve a bit, purple plates covering his thick pectorals and abs like armor while similar ones adorned his muscular arms and legs. Like the one he had given his first egg to Ryle also had two sets of similar eyes that adorned his head as several long spines had grown out from his spine and a set of monstrous fangs framed his muzzle. Though all his mind initially thought of when he saw the two was more prey to fill with his eggs, like the two cocooned men that were incubating a clutch that would soon transform them, his head tilted to the side as both sets of his new eyes trained on the jaguar.

“I remember you…” Ryle said, his voice a low groan as his tongue slid past his lips and slavered his own muzzle with purple slime. “You did this to me…”

The otter tried to stand up and aim the rifle at the creature that approached him, only to have the foot of the bigger male grab it with his feet and rip it out of his hands before pinning him down to the ground. As his ovipositor twitched in the air he could feel the eggs of his distended abdomen rumble, which had also filled his tail that hung heavily behind him as well, but what came out of the throbbing shaft was thick purple goo that quickly coated the abdomen of the otter and glued him to the ground to keep him in place. The jaguar swallowed hard as the monstrous wolf moved towards him with purpose and as he tried to back away he felt his foot kick against something. It was the pistol that the otter had abandoned for the rifle and in an impulsive move he grabbed it and pointed it at the approaching creature.

“Stay back!” the jaguar shouted as his hands quivered while he pointed the gun in the mutant wolf’s direction. “If you have any of your old self in there I need you to listen to me, I have all the research for what happened to you! We can cure you!”

There was a moment of pause as the monster stopped his approach, his head tilted to the side in question. “Cure me?” Ryle growled, his antennae twitching as he could also feel the pleasure that came from the dragon getting stuffed with eggs from his companion while being coated in the shiny purple substance. “Why would we want that… we have been given a great gift, and you have made it possible. Soon you will see… this will be my thanks to you for allowing us to seed metahumanity with its evolution.”

The jaguar’s jaw dropped and he saw the jagged muzzle of the creature widened, then his maw stretched unnaturally wide before his ovipositor tongue launched a glob of goo right at the feline. It hit him square in the face and Ryle dodged to the side as the gun went off and hit the wall nearby before the blinded scientist dropped it. As the jaguar continued to flail about the mutated wolf reached over and grabbed the scientist by the coat. With his face completely coated by the hardening substance it had effectively silenced him, which was good because apparently he still had a lot to say but the mutant wolf didn’t want to hear it. Instead he took his claws and shredded the stained lab coat along with the rest of his clothing before leading him back towards the pinned otter.

As the otter was about to say something Ryle stopped him by putting a foot claw in his mouth to silence him, and though he made sure not to poke anything the monster growled deeply and pressed the tip against his tongue in a threatening manner. “Here’s the deal,” Ryle said as he put the naked jaguar down on his knees so that his member was dangling right in front of his face. “Either you’re going to suck this man’s cock or I’m going to seal your mouth and fill you so full of eggs that we’re going to test the limits of otter space.”

The frightening visage of the wolf alien caused the otter to swallow hard before he nodded. He could hear the restrained jaguar whimper as his covered face looked down even though he couldn’t see anything, though Ryle made sure that the one that made this all possible could see what was about to happen to him as his clawed hand started to stroke on his cock. He saw a shiver of pleasure as his other hand sliced away the goo on his eyes so that he could watch as the otter opened up his maw when the foot claw was removed. Despite being held by an alien creature the jaguar was growing stiff as a thick layer of purple ooze coated the sensitive flesh.

It was clear that the alien goo had already started to corrupt them both, altering their minds so that they grew more compliant with their new lot in life. Since he hadn’t introduced it directly inside either of them yet he could still see them squirming but Ryle had deliberately done that since the jaguar had intended to kill him. He and Trevor had clocked them as soon as they walked into the cistern and it didn’t take much for them to realize what the plan had been; the job had always been intended to implant the egg into him, and since he knew someone getting an alien egg inside of them would panic it would prompt him to meet as soon as possible before it germinated. But they were too smart for that and being able to implant the egg into the fox completed the cycle and hastened his mutations into the creature he had become.

That was the same fate that he was going to give the jaguar as he took the tip of his cock and slid it into the otter’s mouth along with the jaguar’s to stretch it out even more. With the two homeless they had found as well as the dragon and soon the otter they would bloat and swell before constantly producing the eggs that would create more of the creatures like the one that initially seeded him. But the jaguar was devious, cunning, maniacal, intelligent, and knew about their new alien race. In a word… he was perfect to swell their numbers, and that was what he was about to do as he saw both the otter and jaguar start to get more engaged in the blowjob while the otter’s mind was becoming increasingly corrupted from the goo coated cock that had spread open his lips.

As Ryle watched the jaguar could sense that something was already starting to happen to his body even as his hips started to buck forward. Even without the egg inside of him his cock was starting to grow while in the maw of the otter, lengthening to the point where it had started to push out the throat of the other man. As their thrusting grew more insistent though he could see that the two were starting to notice that something else was happening. The otter’s tongue had started to stick out as the shaft withdrew from his cock and Ryle knew it was more than just him getting into it and licking the sensitive flesh, the inside of his mouth and tongue were sticking to the fattening shaft as eventually it was lodged into his throat with almost half of it still sticking out before the jaguar couldn’t even move it anymore.

That was what the alien creature was waiting for as he took his ovipositor and sprayed the head of the otter along with the shaft of the jaguar, sealing it in place before he moved onto the next phase. When Ryle stood up his legs bent backwards and found his body was still transforming, which was just fine with him as he was tall enough that his groin was right in front of the jaguar’s muzzle. At this point the feline was so distracted by the warm maw that was still enveloping his groin and the strange sensations flooding his mind that he almost didn’t notice that the ovipositor was being pushed in his own mouth. There was merely a muffled grunt that came from the feline as the thick shaft started to slide in and out as the first of his eggs started to push forward and caused his body to tremble.

The eyes of the jaguar were locked onto his own and Ryle watched them glaze over as the first egg slid down into his throat. The alien creature was so eager that he didn’t even want to do it one at a time as a second and third egg swelled out his shaft, which as he held the head of the jaguar he continued to thrust in and out where he felt his lips pop over each object. The sensation caused the thick toes of the alien wolf to practically dig into the concrete as his already swollen tail and midsection began to grow bigger as more seeds of future eggs were formed in his system. It was as if his body could sense that they were getting ready to expand their hive, but that led into a problem as he knew he wouldn’t have enough eggs to fill both the jaguar and the otter below as he saw the first sphere already pass into the scientist’s chests.

As his body continued to expand Ryle felt a pair of hands on his waist and saw the muzzle of the mutant fox lean in, his tongue already slithering around his cheek to push inside his mouth while the vulpine’s ovipositor pushed up underneath his growing abdomen. The tip of the thick appendage pushed into the wolf and Ryle let out a garbled chitter as something began to happen to his body, his entire form quivering as he felt Trevor’s power flow inside him and not only shift to go into the jaguar but also fuel his own transformation. As the second and third eggs slid into the feline several more slipped into his ovipositor while the flesh of his stomach churned with more than just eggs as a pair of different bulges stretched out the alien rubber of his sides.

Ryle gripped the head of the jaguar as those lumps in his sides pushed out further, the ends turning to thick digits similar to the ones that were on his hind legs as muscle formed while they stretched out. It was essentially a second pair of arms, except instead of the grey and white with purple plates these were completely coated in shiny purple flesh as his abdomen continued to swell and grow. It also pushed his ovipositor further into the jaguar until it had completely filled his form, bulging even more with the eggs that passed through it into him. As the jaguar’s body began to quiver and twitch from the eggs that were deposited down into his system they already started to push their way into his cock where it slid into the otter.

With the otter almost completely restrained all he could do was swallow them as the jaguar began to grow, the second pair of hind legs growing in tandem with the first in order to support the additional weight that was forming in his upper body. With the otter starting to already swell up underneath him his cock continued to shove forward into the jaguar as he could see a pair of antennae start to push up from the head of his fur. This one would join him and Trevor in making sure that they could grow out the hive while the others would be living egg depositories to incubate them until they would eventually hatch into creatures like the one that had started this all. As Ryle hissed from the second pair of muscular arms starting to grow out of his system he could feel something similar happening to the mutant fox as the other alien pumped a steady stream of eggs into him that slid through his own ovipositor.

Despite having his own member, which had grown so big that he could feel it sliding deep into the stretched throat of the otter beneath him, depositing eggs the jaguar found his stomach swelling as more of them began to get seeded into his body. The researcher knew that the alien organism had somehow been able to generate them but as he put his merging fingers against the dome of his stomach he didn’t realize how much it affected their hosts, though in the back of his lust-addled mind he knew that he would get a first-hand experience as he felt his body begin to grow. With the aid of the copious amounts of purple goo running down his face and stomach it didn’t take long for his mutations to set in, his fur practically ripping like it was made of cloth as the transformative substance soaked in and mutated the flesh underneath. His throat also began to stretch with each new egg that was deposited in them and as the ovipositor inside his maw continued to swell it caused his jaws to stretch to the point where the alien muzzle could be seen emerging underneath as part of the jaguar’s face fell away to show an eye had grown above theirs that had opened.

Already Ryle could sense that the jaguar was more than ready to join them in the cause, which as the second pair of arms joined the first in holding the new alien creature down he saw the feline tail already begin to swell out as an egg storage. It would be a while before this one would get the new mutations that he and Trevor were enjoying as the fox finished with the eggs he had and pulled away on his own set of four legs, but that would be just fine as he pulled off of the jaguar once he had finished himself. The feline immediately groaned and fell backwards without the support of the alien creature and writhed in pure pleasure as the eggs that were still inside him continued to grow while purple plates began to form on his body and his feet twitched while twisting and growing. With the threat contained and the three subdued the former fox and wolf looked at one another and nodded before they effortlessly climbed the walls of the cistern in order to continue their work…

Days later as people started to disappear around the spillway the concern of what was going on grew, especially as the homeless that would migrate there only to never come out were joined by several others including a few officers that went in to investigate. Soon rumor began to circulate that some sort of serial killer or a cult had made its home in the cistern, and though no one really believed it after the last set of three police that went inside never came back out it was time to bring out the big guns. Two teams of special forces were mobilized in order to try and assess and eliminate whatever threat was inside, the first team of five going in through the shorter spillway access while the secondary team that was led by a rather burly orca man went in through the floodway opening on the surface.

“Alright, let’s keep it tight people,” the orca said over the communications that his team shared with the other group. “Alpha team, you’re going to make first contact, we’ll back you up if needed. Remember that live fire has been authorized so don’t be afraid to start shooting if whatever is in there is hostile, but be advised that there are potential civilians that might still be alive out there.”

The rest of the group copied back that they understood, though as they made their way down the dark waterway with only their flashlights to show the way the orca could sense the nervousness of the two teams. They had been unable to get much in the way of recon and they were walking into the situation nearly blind, but the orca reassured himself that this matter would be taken care of without casualties as they pressed forward. The feeling faltered however as he heard the other team report that there was movement in the cistern ahead before they even got to the entrance. The orca’s team stopped their advance as they could hear sounds of confusion over their radios before it turned into shouts, and as the radios cut out they almost immediately heard the sound of gunfire echo through the concrete tunnels.

That prompted the other group to rush forward, though as the sounds of the firefight continued on he knew not to blindly charge in and potentially get themselves and the other group in trouble in an effort to help. When he tried to raise the others on the radio though he couldn’t get a response that wasn’t a scream and when they got to the cistern the sounds of fighting quickly diminished until it was silent once more. The orca tried several more times to get them over the radio but couldn’t and just when he thought about having them back up and regroup he heard one of his own say that they might have found a survivor but they were stuck in some sort of sticky substance. The others went over and as they shined their lights down they saw it was an otter man… or at least he had been one at one point.

The mutated creature was completely encased in a sheet of purple rubbery material that was stretched by the gravid belly of the creature that made the guy look like he was heavily pregnant, which the only reason that they knew he was male was the huge three foot mutated cock that twitched and throbbed. The tongue of the otter was also massively swollen and his muzzle looked like it had split and grown alien webbing in the gaps in order to accommodate the new appendage which even as they watched began to stretch more as something from his throat traveled into it. In what could only be described as a look of pleasure the four eyes of the otter squeezed shut and the antennae that had grown from his forehead twitched as something traveled down both it and the ovipositor between his legs. It didn’t take long before several eggs came out of the other man not only from his maw and cock but also from his tailhole that one of the men could see.

“Well I’ve seen enough,” the orca said as he readied his weapon once more. “Everyone move out, right now!”

“Sir, what about the other squad?” one of the men asked as they started to retreat back.

“If they made contact with whatever did this then they’re either dead or wish they were,” the orca replied as they moved to the entrance once more, only for him to stop when he saw one man that was still looking over the body. “Damnit man, stop taking pictures or whatever the hell you’re doing and get here now!” As the orca was about to step forward he stopped and everyone gasped as they saw the soldier turn around with some sort of shiny slug-like creature wrapped around his head with one end of it pushing its way into the feline’s muzzle. As one of the other soldiers took out his knife and began to move towards it the orca gestured for him to stop as he saw something slide from the creature into the maw and down the throat of the man, which caused him to let out a muffled groan before falling to his knees.

Once more the orca pushed for them to leave, especially since they saw that the floor beneath them was starting to move about and that there were piles of eggs that they were becoming aware of. Whatever had happened down here was getting ready to spread to the rest of the city, he realized as they moved towards the entrance, and at the very least they needed to get into radio range to warn someone. With the fact that they had already made enough noise that probably drew whatever creature was down here he went to his radio to call up to the main field base. When he tried to reach them however all he got was static, the orca adjusting it several times only to get nothing.

“Nothing can hear you down here,” a chittering voice said that caused all the squad to raise up their guns, pointing them above their head where the source of the voice came from. “This place is no longer part of your world, it belongs to the hive, it belongs to us…”

Before the group could reach the exit of the cistern they all stopped as a creature dropped down in front of them, the mutated jaguar letting out a hiss as his four arms stretched out to block their path. He was quickly joined by a few others that came down from the walls, one or two the orca managing to recognize as being some of the missing people that they had been looking for except with antennae and with four sets of eyes. The sight of these mutated creatures caused the squad to open fire, but in the darkness and chaos it wasn’t long until most of them were pinned up against the wall with ovipositors stuck in them and their tailholes and maws stretching from the eggs being pushed into them.

The only one that remained was the orca himself, though his chance to attack was quickly stopped by a massive four-legged, four-armed alien creature whose abdomen tail wagged behind him. “Don’t worry,” Ryle said as his maw split open briefly. “You won’t be joining them, you’ll be joining us…”