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It had been several weeks since the farmstead that had been abandoned by its previous owners was bought and utilized once more. To those that were neighbors to the property they were rather surprised when the owner of the male strip club, named Demetrius, had been the one to purchase it, especially considering the first few weeks there was no indication that they would be doing any farming. Instead construction had started on the site to build several new buildings, what appeared to be housing projects that were away from the original farmstead as well as upgrades to the existing ones. For those that had started the project the construction crew had been unusually apprehensive for those watching, but it didn’t take long until they were enthusiastically building away at the new structures.

After the end of the first month there were nearly two dozen people that could be seen coming and going from the property, mostly those that seemed to have come from the strip club that the tiger owned. For one car that pulled up into the driveway near the end of the evening it was their first time being there, the leopard gathering up his laptop and other equipment before heading up to the farmhouse. Allen’s company had been called in to set up a cloud network for the remote location and while it wasn’t something they normally did, his business being with bigger clients that had things like servers or large-scale networks, from the sound of it there was quite the project going on out here. As he looked out into the fields he could see that they were definitely working on something, though from the work order that he had been given he would start with setting up a central hub as he knocked on the door.

He didn’t have to wait long before someone answered the door, the arctic fox smiling broadly as he reached out and shook his head. “You must be Allen,” the vulpine said as the leopard nodded. “My name is Dan, I’ll be the one showing you around.”

“Great, I’m just here right now to get a preliminary feel for what kind of equipment that you’ll be needing,” Allen replied as he walked into the farmhouse, looking around and noticing the rather modern furniture and updated walls and floors. “I have to say that when I drove up here I wasn’t expecting this, no offence. It’s just when one thinks of these sorts of places you get an impression of a setting that’s more…”

“Rustic?” Dan said, Allen smiling sheepishly and nodding. “Yeah, we got this place more for the location and what was on the land than the building itself, which is why you see all the construction outside. But just like that old saying about judging a book by its cover sometimes the exterior of something can really hide what is inside, but I digress, you wanted to see the basement.”

The leopard nodded and was shown to the door, though as the arctic fox was about to follow down they saw the rather muscular tiger who owned the place to come up and ask for a minute of Dan’s time. Allen said that he can get started looking around if the vulpine didn’t mind and Dan thanked him before walking back up to meet with Demetrius, the faces of the two falling into a rather passive, almost blank state once they were away from the outsider. “Master wishes to take this one,” Demetrius said. “His position and employment will allow him to continue to spread.”

“If the Master wishes I will take him to the barn next,” Dan replied with a small nod. “My only concern is this operation is getting too unwieldy; the construction crew was easy enough to infest, but having Allen bring back his co-workers or infest them one by one might bring unwanted attention and we don’t have the means to bring him to them.”

“Master has a plan,” Demetrius said as a smile crept over his face. “Just bring him in, Master wishes to meet with him as soon as possible.”

Meanwhile Allen continued to work despite the plot unfolding above him, humming to himself as he looked through the power systems that the farmhouse had. Unlike the furnishings above him the systems that were in place didn’t exactly scream server farm and it was unlikely they could even get one up and running without overloading the entire place. The basement was also rather damp and not exactly conducive for running a larger operation as he wrote down the notes on his clipboard. Perhaps one of those new buildings would be better, but as he heard the fox coming down the stairs to join him at the very moment he would have to deliver some rather bad news.

“So Allen,” Dan said once the leopard walked back up to him. “What do you think?”

“I’m not sure how to sugarcoat this so I’m just going to come out and say it,” Allen replied. “There is no way that we can deliver on what you’re looking for, not with this set-up. I wouldn’t feel good putting up too much down here not only because your system couldn’t handle it but there are significant exposure risks that would have to be taken care of first.”

To the feline’s surprise the arctic fox seemed unfazed by this news and just nodded. “I see,” Dan said simply. “I suppose it was too much to think that we could have done something down here, but if you don’t mind I do have one more potential place that we could look into. We’ve been retrofitting the barn and I think that it would actually be a great place where we could put something like this.”

Though Allen wasn’t quite sure how a barn would be better than a farmhouse basement when it came to sensitive electronics it wouldn’t hurt to look, especially since he had driven all the way out here. The leopard told him to show the way and wrote a note about the client being informed the site was unsatisfactory. When the two got out the sun had almost completely sunk beneath the horizon and darkness was falling on the land. Though he was not fond of driving through the country at night it wasn’t terribly far from the city and he was admittedly curious on this barn retrofit.

As the two walked Allen could see they weren’t the only ones that were heading to and from the barn; not only were there a few construction workers but also some others that were clearly the strippers of the club owner who had bought this place. He found himself blushing a bit at noticing that those leaving the barn were rather tented in their pants and had big smiles on their faces. Was the owner of this place planning to turn the area into some sort of brothel? If that was the case it would be a concern that he would certainly have to bring up with this particular client as the arctic fox walked into the darkness of the building while beckoning him to follow.

The first thing the leopard noticed was that they had covered the floor in some sort of rubber or epoxy, though as the dying light of the day shined in from the door it looked like everything had a shiny black sheen to it. Perhaps they had thought that completely sealing the barn would make it more viable, Allen thought to himself as Dan told him that he would get a light switch so he could see. As he stood there waiting at the edge of the pool of light to wait something passed by the door that disrupted it with a shadow, but when he looked back there was nothing there. Strange… Allen began to feel a strange sense of dread as he continued to peer into the darkness and felt like there was something very large in the middle of this structure that was shifting about.

“You know, I think that this probably isn’t a good fit,” Allen said nervously as he began to take a step back, which only seemed to prompt more movement from whatever took up the space in this place.

“Nonsense,” Dan’s voice replied from the darkness. “The Master thinks that you’ll be a wonderful addition, all we have to do is make a few modifications and you’ll fit into his plan perfectly.” The words had been delivered in a monotone that made it hard to believe it was the arctic fox that had said them, and as his feeling of dread increased the leopard decided to just duck out and take the potential fallout of abandoning the client later.

The second that he had turned to leave Allen screamed as a creature stood at the door unlike anything he had seen before. The massive wolf was covered in the same rubber as the barn and had monstrous teeth and claws that gleamed in the light while shiny drool dripped from his huge jaws. As the leopard fell backwards he found himself crawling away from it while shouting for Dan to help, but as the feline’s heart pounded in his chest the monster didn’t move from his spot. Before the leopard could do anything though a set of tentacles emerged from the shadows and coiled around his wrists, causing the terrified creature to try and jerk back only to be lifted upwards.

As Allen kicked in the air a third tentacle came up from the darkness, this one much bigger than the other two and had a hollow tip that could be seen puckering as it slithered around until it faced the leopard. He didn’t even realize what it was until it darted forward and pressed against his feline muzzle, muting his shouts for help as the rubbery flesh slowly pushed its way up his face. The terrified look on the technician was soon covered as the tentacle enveloped it while he struggled in the air. As Dan came back into the light he gave a small nod to their guardian creature, who just turned and ran off into the woods to protect their hive.

The muffled grunts that came from the leopard soon turned to gurgles as Dan could see the internal tentacle inside the one that was engulfing the leopard’s head push deeper into his muzzle. With his arms bound Allen couldn’t even try to pull it away as his mouth was stretched open, the arctic fox smiling as he could hear the huffs and grunts lessen as their newest vessel was starting to feel his mind turn fuzzy. As the rubbery flesh pushed up over his ears and flattened them against the feline skull two more tentacles slid up inside of them, preparing this creature for his new life as a drone. But not just any drone either; Master had special plans for this one since the influx of new creatures with slugs and slime infesting their brains allowed the alien creature to morph their bodies just like it had done with the wolf.

As the tentacle slid down completely over Allen’s head and reached his neck it sealed shut, causing the feline to twitch as Dan went over and began to undress him. He would need his clothes after his conversion to at least get back to civilization and with the kicking of the creature ceasing his master had him get the feline naked. Already the fox could see something happening to the suspended man as he could continue to hear the gulps and gurgles coming from the creature, watching as the one in his throat stretched out his neck before pushing down even further. By the time he had gotten the leopard’s pants off he was also rock hard, a good sign that Master’s influence was taking hold over him.

With the leopard no longer fighting his fate the tentacles that had kept him up in the air pulled away to allow Dan to get the shirt off as well, then bring the clothing over to a nearby table where he put his own on top of it. There was no need for such anymore now that they had captured their prey as he felt his own maleness stiffen on Master’s command. As he turned back to the feline he saw that Allen had begun to twitch again, except this time it was because another tentacle had come up from behind and slid itself between the cheeks of his rather cute rear while two others held his legs open. The tentacle that had adhered itself to the head of the leopard was able to keep the pacified creature held up and as Dan went over to lick the throbbing shaft he found his Master about to reward him as well.

Dan let out a groan of pure pleasure as he the rubbery tentacle push up inside of his own tailhole, feeling the direct connection to his Master once more as well as the assimilation of the creature that was before him. As he sensed Allen undergoing his conversion to becoming a drone there was something else that the fox could sense going on in his mind. This wouldn’t be a simple absorption of memories like the creature had done with him and all the others, there was something he was doing to this leopard that was new and exciting. As he began to wrap his lips around the member of the leopard he could feel the feline twitching from even more stimulation, as well as the sensation of his own lips wrapped around that shaft as Dan was fed the sensory information from the leopard.

Aside from feeling his own blow job the fox also began to feel something else, the sensation of tentacles in his ears and nostrils as well as down his own throat even though it was only happening to the leopard. There was an emptiness in his mind as well that was unexpected and as the tentacles in his tailhole and mouth continued to push inside of the feline he could sense they were transforming and expanding their insides. Allen’s hips thrusted forward as something began to push out of his stomach, the arctic fox looking up to see his belly becoming swollen to the point of looking distended. Surprisingly his chest was bloated in the same way and as the stretched-out fur wiggled with whatever was underneath the leopard’s shoulders and thighs also started to look distorted.

The invasion of tentacles had seemed to spark the leopard’s consciousness a bit and even with the Master pumping his influence into him it caused the man to wiggle around. His thoughts were that of confusion mostly; it felt like his body was becoming empty, the tentacles that were inside of him meeting little to no resistance as they slithered around inside his body. As the arctic fox looked around he could see that the Master was practically writhing and could feel something even happening to the cock that was in his mouth. At first he thought it was just his tongue licking around the shaft while it was in his muzzle but the more he bobbed up and down the more he felt the flesh wiggling about as the leopard’s mind was filled with nothing but pure pleasure.

Master already had enough drones, and with its body being as big as it was moving it would no longer be an option. As the leopard continued to be filled with the pleasure and thoughts of his new master the tentacle alien was rectifying this by filling this one with his own essence instead. The assimilation was far more drastic than even the monstrous beast transformation that the wolf had undergone and as the tentacle in his tailhole pumped more of the rubbery alien flesh inside of him both the fox and leopard could feel the feline’s insides were being converted and replaced. As the core of the creature was turned to one similar to the Master himself the fingers and toes of the feline twitched and almost looked deflated before tentacles could be seen pushing their way into them and morphing to have them look relatively normal once more.

Since the leopard was meant to blend in with his company Master made sure that his outer appearance wasn’t changed, but as the arctic fox pressed his hands against the back of the feline’s thighs he squeezed them to find nothing there but wiggling tentacles. Even with the brief mental resistance happening inside Allen’s mind his body had been completely taken over, to the point that Dan wondered if he would just be a leopard suit without his Master filling him. The limbs of the creature continued to twitch as his mind wasn’t just absorbed, it was completely replaced with only the imprints of what Allen had been before. Eventually the feline was just like him but more, an extension of the Master’s will as the tentacle in his own tailhole brought him to orgasm.

Neither Allen nor Dan knew how long the sensations had lasted between the two of them before the Master’s tentacles slid out of them. As the leopard was lowered to the floor the second the feet hit the rubber something pushed out from between the toes, tiny tendrils connecting this new creature to the hive that had been created. When the hood that had been covering the feline’s head was pulled back and the tentacle withdrew everything from its muzzle it looked slightly misshapen, like it was deformed as a black liquid leaked from his orifices. Dan could hear the sloshing and squishing as his Master within quickly grew to fill the space that it had created, forming a new mind fully programmed to do what it needed as the jaws of the feline stretched and several tentacles curled out before retracting back in.

“This body… is acceptable,” the leopard said, the pitch-black eyes blinking a few times before the coloration receded and revealed the old ones once more. “This form is much more mobile too; I will spread my influence much faster with more of these vessels.”

“We live to spread Master’s will,” Dan said blankly as the others began to gather.

“Bring this one his clothes,” the alien speaking through the leopard said. “I will lose direct control once they get far enough away, everything must be the same so that it can properly infiltrate its work place. Once they are in position the programming will take over completely and provide us more vessels to continue our domination of this realm.”

The drones that the alien had already created merely nodded as they came forward with Allen’s clothing, the leopard dressing himself somewhat clumsily. It was the first time that the alien itself had completely overwritten a creature and as they watched him put on his clothes they could see that unlike them the feline was heavily infested with the tentacles of their master. Though eventually Allen’s personality and thoughts would once more manifest once he started to get away from the barn the alien substance that had converted his brain would still be there with the Master’s programming. While the leopard would continue to act normal in reality Allen was no more; instead was something new as the fully dressed creature went to his car and began to drive away from the barn.

By the time Allen got back into the city he found himself blinking several times, looking about to find that he was driving on the highway about to turn back into his workplace. Though it was strange to see that he was almost all the way back he blamed it on being tired as he glanced at the clipboard on the passenger seat and saw it was filled out. He had gone to the farm to see about putting a server farm or something in their basement and found the facility to be inadequate… and then he must have just left to head back to the office. Though it was getting late in the night he wanted to get this case finished out so that he could get home without having it loom over his head.

The building he worked at was a small office complex that housed his company as well as several others, though his office took up the lion’s share of the space as he pulled into the parking lot. As he had expected there were only a few cars that were left as they didn’t have a night shift and their on-call service was usually relegated to a call center during this time. They were more of an installation company anyway, and while they did do service calls those were usually far and few between. That meant the only ones that were at their desks were the one or two overzealous technicians that liked to babysit certain integrations or other programs that could probably just run on their own.

One of those was the rather large stag man named Barry that Allen saw after he had used his credentials to get into the building. As usual he saw him hunched over staring at the screen, typing on his keyboard and hardly even giving him a nod as the leopard went to his own desk. As he passed by he found himself continuing to stare despite himself and noted that he could see the surprising amount of muscle of the other man through his shirt. When does he find the time to work out, Allen thought to himself as he shook his head and went over to his desk.

As he sat down at his desk and began to type up his report Allen began to grow… anxious, feeling increasingly uncomfortable while he worked. Thoughts began to bubble up in his mind and as they did he found his focus starting to waver. His mind continued to drift back towards the stag that was sitting just a few cubicles away and the more he thought about him the more riled up he got. More than once he began to fantasize, his eyes blinking several times as a few droplets of black began to drip from them.

Allen found himself mistyping more words and as he began to wonder if he was just too tired for all this it suddenly felt like something inside him shifted. The thoughts of his coworker were becoming more insistent and it was causing a reaction in more ways than one. The leopard’s head began to droop slightly and as it did a line of shiny black drool began to drip from his teeth as one of his hands massaged the bulge in his pants. As the programming of the Master kicked in the feline continued to shudder, his hands gripping against the desk as the front of his pants became stained black while something pushed its way up past the waistline…

Meanwhile Barry continued to sit at his cubicle, listening to his music while being blissfully unaware of what was happening in the same office as him. While he could have gone home several hours ago he was fine with staying late; not only did it mean less coworkers to bother him and ask annoying questions but the quiet allowed him to focus in on his work. The only downside was that if he didn’t bring his own food he would have to forage for whatever was in the vending machines or order out, and given how expensive the latter option was he normally just made a meal out of the chips, snacks, and sodas that were available to him. It was a small price to pay though as the only other guy in the office was a leopard that had just come back from the field.

The presence of the other walking by had been enough for him to get distracted though and as he saw the bar showing his project formatting time slowly fill up he felt his stomach rumble. Guess now was as good a time as any, the stag thought to himself as he pulled off his headphones and stretched before getting up. Since this was one of those times that he hadn’t brought anything in he hoped that there was at least something decent waiting for him as he went into the small break room the company had. When he got there he tapped his fingers against the coffee pot and found it had gone cold hours ago, plus looking at machines he frowned when there wasn’t much that he had to go on for snack options.

As he looked at the last soda machine Barry caught something in the reflective surface, noticing movement behind him that caught his attention. It was hard to see but he could make out the face of the leopard that he had seen earlier, but before he could say anything the feline lunged forward and slammed him up against the machine. The sudden force knocked the breath out of his lungs and as he felt the deceptively strong creature grab him by the wrists and pin him there the stag turned back and saw that the feline was completely naked. But as Allen leaned up and pressed against him Barry became acutely aware that the leopard’s eyes were pitch black and when he opened his maw it had a shiny black tongue that snaked out of it that dripped with thick goo.

Barry was frozen in both shock and fear as it felt like he was struggling against a brick wall while the feline muzzle moved towards his ear. The deer let out a gasp as it felt like the leopard was licking against the opening, but as the tip of it pushed in deeper it caused him to squirm. The head of the cervine wiggled back and forth against the soda machine but it did little to stop the alien tentacle tongue from pushing into his ear, especially as he felt one slither against the opposite side of his head that caused his eyes to widen. The same alien goo that was dribbling down the lips of the feline was leaking down the back of the neck of the deer as he gripped against the machine while the pressure in his head built… and built…

Until finally it was relieved with a loud popping sensation.

The goo itself had already mutated the deer’s ears to handle the tentacle tongues sliding into his skull as the corrupted leopard made sure the master’s programming would filter inside. With Barry’s anatomy sufficiently altered they stretched out to allow more of it inside until eventually it reached the brain of the other creature. Had the deer not been pinned to the soda machine he would have probably slumped forward as the influence of the alien began to filter into his mind. The first step was pacification; this host was rather strong, which while it would be a boon for the hive had make the logistics of capture warrant a surprise attack to get properly inside his head.

Barry’s eyes went from wide with shock to half-lidded as he quickly succumbed to the same programming that Allen had before, readying him to be a mobile node as the leopard released the deer’s wrists and went for his pants. With no one else in the building there was little need for stealth anymore as the cervine felt his buckle become undone and the clothing it was holding up drop to the floor. It all seemed… distant though, and quite a bit pleasurable as the alien stoked the lust that he had learned kept all his slaves so pliable. At this stage Barry would be quite the willing thrall, but the leopard could not take the entire company on his own and needed others like him to make sure that they could more efficiently spread their master’s will.

Though it would require a significant expenditure of energy to create another like him it would be worth it to take such a creature as the leopard stroked the increasingly shiny and prehensile cock between his legs. As the rest of the tentacles inside him continued to wiggle about there was no need for them to come out when they had already captured their prey. Instead they focused on conversion for the task at hand as they filled the deer’s head with enough of the corruptive substance that black droplets began to leak from his eyes and nostrils. The programming was transferring nicely, something that the master was sure this deer would find ironic given his skillset as the tip of the leopard’s tentacle cock began to push up between those thick butt cheeks.

With the tentacle still wiggling about inside the skull of the deer all Barry did was continue to lean up against the machine as more of his clothing was taken off. Soon he was left completely naked just like Allen, which there was a reason the stag had been rendered nude as more of the alien goo leaked from him. While his mind was being molded and reshaped some part of him managed to lift up above the intense pleasure and diluted thoughts to realize that something was happening to him. Though it wasn’t his first time being with a man or even in exactly this position there was something very off to the whole thing, but it was getting harder to hold onto those ideas as he felt his stomach rumbling.

No… not his stomach, as Barry looked down he could see that the white fur of his bare stomach was being pushed outward as his own erection slid against the cheap plastic. At first he thought it was the thick cock that the leopard sported thrusting into him, unaware that it had completely morphed into a shiny solid black tentacle that spread open his rear, but the more he watched the stranger the situation was becoming. It almost felt like he was being tickled from the inside and even with the leopard hilted the cock inside of him seemed to be pushing in even deeper. A groan escaped from his lips as he began to see strange alien images while he was being thrusted up against the drinks machine.

Though the possessed leopard wanted to shove his tentacle tongue down the deer’s throat there was no reason for it, not when he had already captured him as he could see Barry’s stomach stretch and writhe. Already his insides were being assimilated and converted just like the feline had been with only pleasure and tentacles filling him. With his thought processes already being reprogrammed and molded the sight of seeing his fur writhe and tremble from the appendages that were filling him only gave him more pleasure. The only one that belonged to Allen was the thick tentacle that had the stag’s hole completely filled up the other man while the rest of the wiggling belonged to the newly assimilated deer.

Barry found himself leaning back as he was starting to lose himself, the pleasure becoming too much as he could feel something growing inside of him. Though the sensation was surreal he found his mind telling himself that this was fine, natural even. He was merely becoming a vessel for his new master as the black goo had dripped all the way down to his chest. While the fluid had the potential to coat him completely it wasn’t the time for that and the stag knew from the influence of his master’s thoughts that he would need to spread much more before he transformed into something like that.

Instead the deer merely moaned as he began to feel his cock twitch against his stomach. Not only had the movement of the new tentacles inside of him rubbed against the sensitive flesh but they were filling the shaft instead of the usual deer meat that it contained. The alien had already successfully corrupted him to the point where if Allen were to leave he would just continue to transform, but given the level of autonomy that was needed the tentacle-filled leopard would remain connected to the newest creature as he could see the tentacles spreading. They pushed out the flesh of the deer’s back as they slithered upwards within him, causing Barry to need even more support as he was losing himself to the alien presence that was inside of him.

Soon it wasn’t even the leopard that was humping anymore as the only thing properly functioning in the deer’s corrupted mind was whatever would get him the most pleasure. Black liquid was already starting to leak out of his infested maleness as it rubbed up against the machine, something that they would have to clean later as his thighs and then forearms bulged out from the bone and muscle being converted. For a few moments he looked almost bloated from the waist down and even as the tentacles within settled out there was one in particular that had started to push its way out. Even though they were alone in the office Allen reached over and put his hand over Barry’s muzzle as he let out a cry of pure ecstasy while a shiny black tentacle pushed its way out of the tip of his increasingly prehensile cock and out into the air.

The master’s will slowly but surely filled the stag as the deer’s eyes rolled into the back of his head. The leopard pulled his hand away from his mouth and could feel the goo dripping from it as something began to emerge out of his chest. Much like with Allen a pair of smaller tentacles slithered out of his nipples, joined by two others as his anatomy was altered in order to take it. For the moment he would be… overstuffed, and while the deer would resume his normal form once he was fully converted at the moment he couldn’t help but have several tendrils wiggling out from his belly button as well. Even his cock-stuffed tailhole started to have smaller tentacles push out and coil around his own member, a sign that the creature was succumbing both mind and body to their master’s will.

When the deer started to twitch and quiver the leopard just pushed him against the soda machine even more, feeling the master’s tentacles sliding around and converting the stag’s insides to more. By this point there was no more need for a gag and Allen pulled his tongue out of his mouth, watching as the jaw of the other man remained open. The programming was becoming rooted so deep in his mind that if they were closer to the farm he would be taken over, but instead he was given the same instruction that the feline had. Spread the master’s influence… it was a simple enough task, and with the swells and bulges pushing their way up Barry’s neck it wouldn’t be long before that was all this new drone thought about.

The head of the stag began to shake as he was not only about to reach orgasm but the influence of the alien creature began to fully overwhelm him. What was left of Barry’s thoughts could feel the leopard still pumping into him, but it was nothing compared to what was pushing its way out. His erect cock already had several tendrils pushing out of the tip as well as his nipples, and as a garbled groan escaped from his mouth he could feel them in his throat as well. There were so many… and as they reached up into his already corrupted skull it didn’t take much before the master’s programming took hold.

The stag went completely still and for a while only the whites of his eyes were shown as the fur of his neck and then head bulged out with the tentacles underneath it. There was no more room for Barry’s thoughts, not when the master needed all of them to continue to spread his influence. As the tentacles weaved their way both physically and mentally the alien leopard felt the creature spasm, orgasming from the sheer bliss of succumbing to his new owner as the gasps and gurgles that came out of the deer’s mouth were replaced with tentacles. Smaller ones had already wiggled their way out of his ears and nostrils, stretching the holes out while the ones that had pushed up past his lips curled in the air and coiled back on the muzzle of their new home.

Once the implantation was complete the alien leopard and deer separated, the feline’s corrupted mind also felt an intense euphoria for having completed his first task. With the tentacles still settling into the stag he slowly pulled up his pants and hid his mutated cock before looking out to make sure no one was looking. It would take a few minutes for the new node to settle and then he would get dressed and go back to his cubicle. With the master’s will complete they would return to the façade of Barry and Allen eventually, but for the moment once the tentacles within the infested deer had fully integrated themselves into the new host there was a lot of work that they had to do…

Over the next week or so the employees of the company found that they all had e-mails from various parts of the company telling them that they needed to speak to their superiors. For some it was spontaneous evaluations while others had to deal with issues in the code for one of their clients that had cropped up over the night. While this was nothing new for the group the fact that everyone seemed to be engaged all at once was rather surprising, but it was nothing that caused too much concern. Most found their entire mornings completely tied up with whatever was happening but for a few they were left to their own machinations.

Edward was one of those people, the cobra hired to be the gopher of the group as well as handle the logistics of any physical mail that had to be sent or received. It was a part time gig but he was thankful to find something right after college as he listened to his music while he looked for the homes for the packages in his cart. He was so enveloped in his own tunes that he failed to see that several pairs of eyes were following him as he made his rounds for the day, something he hadn’t done for the last few since he had been on vacation. Even though his head was filled with the heavy beat of the latest from his favorite band he did start to notice that there weren’t that many people who were out and about, everyone in their cubicles working on something even though he wasn’t sure what it was.

Every once in a while Edward did catch the gaze of someone looking at him but they would quickly go back to work, causing him to shrug and continue on his route. It wasn’t until he was tapped on the shoulder that he stopped what he was doing and turned to see a leopard right behind him. “Hey, good to see you Edward,” Allen said with a smile on his face. “You just get back from vacation?”

“Yeah, went down to the beach for a few days with some friends,” Edward replied after he had yanked the headphones off. Though the leopard wasn’t his direct superior there were only a dozen or so employees that worked in the building, which meant getting on anyone’s bad side was generally considered a bad move as he gave a smile. “See quite a few things have been ordered in my absence, we got a big project going on?”

“Quite a big one in fact,” Allen said as he took the cart from Edward. “The boss wants to see you by the way, something about possibly being on-boarded to full time work. I’m heading down to that area where these are heading anyway so why don’t I take them off your hands so you can see what he wants.”

“Oh, alright then,” Edward stated as he tried to keep up his smile, though he had already felt his stomach drop to his feet. While the leopard said it was potentially for a full-time position he had already heard that the tech company was experiencing a hiring freeze, though perhaps because he had already been employed that they would overlook it? The only other time he had been in front of the boss was when he was first hired, and he was so nervous that as he turned to head to their office he failed to see the face of the feline stretch out a bit as though something was underneath.

Edward put his head down and made his way down the hallways while trying to think of what this could potentially be about. Was he angry with taking vacation? No, he had submitted that time off and it was approved. Perhaps there was something about his work that they had found while he was away, or maybe they realized that they didn’t actually need him at all?

As his mind continued to spiral on what the situation could possibly be he stopped as he heard noises while he passed by the bathroom. It sounded like someone was groaning and it was enough to stop him in his tracks. Though it was hard to hear it sounded like Anton, a bull that was their accountant he had just dropped a package off with about ten minutes ago. He had seemed fine when they talked a bit, the bull also having been on some sort of vacation up until that point, and it made him wonder if perhaps he had brought back something other than souvenirs from wherever he had gone since the accountant was one of those types that would come in regardless of how they were feeling.

Since there was only one toilet in the bathroom it was up to those that are using it to lock it, and when Edward slowly put his hand against the handle he found it was open. Whoever had come in to use it had gone in a hurry, but just as he had second thoughts about potentially barging in on someone that was using the restroom he heard a choking sound coming from the other side. That was enough for him and the cobra opened the door as fast as he could. As the light from the office spilled in from the entranceway Edward quickly found himself taking a step back at what he saw.

For the briefest of moments it looked like one of their programmers had pinned the account against the wall for a passionate kiss, but as the bull’s head tilted back Edward could see something thick and black pushing from the deer’s mouth into his muzzle and down his throat. The hands of the bovine were practically clawing against the bathroom stall as Edward could see the bulge traveling down their throat, though from the massive erection that was straining the suit of the otherwise dapper bull it was clear he wasn’t choking… or he was into that sort of thing. What really caused the cobra to freak out was a second set of tendrils that had emerged from the stag’s mouth that were pushing up into his nostrils.

Edward didn’t know if either of the two noticed him as he closed the door again, backing away as the image of what he had seen remained burned in his mind. He found himself shaking slightly as he could still hear the sounds that were coming from the other side of the door until they stopped completely. Was he… dead? What was going on with those tentacles?

The cobra didn’t have much time to consider it as he suddenly heard chairs squeaking, turning around to see that his intrusion into the bathroom hadn’t gone unnoticed. The already quiet front office area had become deathly quiet and as he looked around in panic he could see others were staring straight at him. He found his fingers shaking as he quickly guessed that they were a part of this, whatever was happening to the bull had already happened to everyone out here. There was no need for pretense anymore it seemed and Edward swallowed hard before he turned and ran.

The way the building was laid out there was the main entrance hall and then a stairwell in the back that led outside. Considering the second he made a run for it several of the office staff jumped their cubicle walls and tried to go after him the front was no longer an option. He just had to get to the back and hopefully where his car was parked, or maybe just out in public, but as he turned the corner to reach the stairs he found himself skidding to a stop. It was his boss… the lion grinning as he looked at the terrified cobra.

“Where do you think you’re going Edward?” the lion asked as he took a step forward, the cobra gasping as he could see something slithering around underneath the fur and skin. “We have to do your onboarding to the company!”

Even before tentacles began to slither out of the maw of the approaching feline Edward was running back into the office proper, though he could hear the office employees quickly approaching. His next thought for escape was the window but given the security measures it was unlikely he could, though as he passed by one of the doors he saw that there was one place he hadn’t thought of. The server room had a cable access junction that might be big enough for him to crawl through after barricading himself in, he just hoped that no one else had already beaten him to the punch as he tried the door again.

Once more he found that the lock gods were on his side as the door swung open and allowed him in. As soon as he was on the other side Edward closed and locked it, then put the heaviest thing he could find in the form of a metal storage cabinet over it. While he may have just locked himself in with more of those things he could already hear thow3 on the other side banging on it like a bunch of zombies. Fortunately the combination of lock and cabinet seemed to hold them back, at least for the moment as he quickly looked around to try and take stock of the situation.

The server farm they ran spanned most of the floor and was where they had all their client work that was on-site, but no one really went back there unless it was an emergency. He hoped that was the case as the cobra carefully made his way between the large towers, feeling his heart pounding in his chest as he went towards the area that he hoped was his ticket out. With it being dark other than the lights that came from the machines it was hard to see if anything was out there waiting for him, which combined with the loud hum made it hard to hear anything. So far the coast seemed clear, but as he got towards the back wall he made a discovery he wish he hadn’t.

They looked almost like black latex cocoons, but as he stood there frozen in shock he could see that they were more like people that were completely suited up from head to toe. Their faces had no features to them and as they moved along the servers it looked like they were doing something to the electronics within. Even though they were completely blank he could vaguely recognize a few from their body shape and guessed this was where the other workers that were normally off-site were hidden. Somehow they had been turned into some sort of alien rubber drone, and when he tried to take a step back as one began to approach him he bumped up into something that caused his entire body to tremble.

“Aren’t they beautiful?” Allen said as he pressed his hands onto the shoulder of the cobra. “With Master’s help we’re attempting to adapt them to technology to utilize our influence. So far we’ve had… mixed results, but we’ll get there.”

For a brief moment Edward had thought that maybe he was saved, only for those hopes to be dashed to a thousand pieces as the leopard chuckled at feeling him tense up. “These… the packages…” Edward managed to say, though his mind wasn’t capable of more than a few words as he shook his head. “Why?”

“We’re trying a few different ways of integration on these drones,” Allen explained. “Fortunately the boss man has signed off on everything when we talked to him, so we’re going to use this to try and create more creatures like me and him… and perhaps like you.” Before Edward could say anything he found himself spun around and looking straight into the eyes of the leopard. “You have a choice here, either you can join them and become a drone… or we can make you into one of us.”

“Just like… the accountant…” Edward said, Allen grinning and nodding his head while the cobra shook his as the pieces began to fall together. “But why, I’m just your gopher, I’m not even that good at programming.”

“That’s part of it,” Allen explained. “Your use as a drone in this setting would be underutilized, and as a drone you may even hinder progress rather than help it. That’s why we rather you be a mobile node like us, someone young like you has a lot of potential for the Master and he wishes to exploit it. Either way you will not be leaving this server room without Master’s influence, and given the way others have seen you looking at them I think we can make it so that your new job is as enticing as possible.”

Edward didn’t need to get an explanation on what that meant as he could feel the hand of the leopard reach down and press against his groin. He was still trembling a bit but as he heard the sound of the cabinet that he had used as a barricade scraping along the floor he knew that Allen was right. There would be no escape here, not the way he was anyway, and as he continued to stand there he found the leopard becoming more amorous to help influence his decision. One thing that Edward knew for sure as he watched the rubber creatures pawing along the server arrays…

…he hadn’t gone through everything he had just to become another office drone.

The decision that Edward relayed to the one behind him appeared to be well-received as he felt those slender hands slide down into his pants. He could feel a few of the furred digits wrap around the base of his groin and as they coiled around like they didn’t have any bones. In essence they didn’t, with the guise of what they were no longer needing to be maintained the cobra could start to see that the spotted fur was shifting about more and more from the tentacles within as he was undressed. Allen quickly followed suit in shedding his clothes and when they stood there naked the cobra felt a chill go down his spine.

“Just relax,” the leopard said she rubbed against the scaled body of the slightly smaller man. “We’ve refined the process quite a bit, and more can always help.” As Edward was turned back around he found his eyes widening as the stag that he had seen in the bathroom had somehow gotten right in front of him. He could feel something wrap around his maleness and thought that it was the hands of the deer before looking down to see that his their had somehow managed to coil around his own.

Both the stag and leopard were completely naked and it was clear that they had given up any sort of needing to be in disguise. The cobra could see their furry forms stretching and swelling and any semblance that there was anything inside them but tentacles was gone. Edward knew that would soon be his fate too and it seemed that they were ready to do so in the most pleasurable way possible. But while that idea caused him to shudder it was still better than the alien drones that continued to wander about as he felt the leopard come up behind him.

The tentacle-filled stag closed the distance between them as the cobra felt something already start to push up between his own scaly cheeks. It continued to slide around in a prehensile nature but didn’t quite spread open the ring of muscle yet, but as he felt the deer’s member coil around his own there were other tentacles that were starting to push out of their bodies and slither over him. Edward found himself already starting to pant slightly as several tentacles pushed their way out of the mouths of the two and pressed against his head. They could feel his body shuddering from the strange sensations as the stag and leopard’s eyes rolled back into their heads.

There was no need for Barry or Allen anymore; the Master’s programming had completely taken control and with this creature being the last that they needed to get there was no need to hold back. Edward found his eyes squeezing shut as his naked body started to feel those strange alien appendages press more against him, coiling around the base of his tail and his thighs from one end and his neck and shoulders from the other. Even if he had the ability to try and escape the cobra knew that there was no way that he could as they tightened slightly against his scales. It was almost as if they could sense that he was thinking of running and wanted to make sure that he knew exactly who was in charge.

With the cobra completely wrapped up in the tentacles of the two he was sandwiched between Edward’s entire body suddenly tensed as he finally began to feel them pushing inside. It wasn’t just his tailhole, though feeling the thick cock-like appendage starting to spread open his tight walls caused enough pleasure to surge through his system to cause his toes to curl, but also pushed into every orifice that he had. A loud gurgle escaped from his maw after his lips were stretched open from the stag’s prehensile member as it practically slid all the way down into his throat. The tentacles that had slithered out of the deer’s body also pushed into his nostrils and earholes, causing his eyes to snap open as his scales bulged from the intruding appendages that wiggled their way into his head.

Though the leopard’s tentacles only had the tailhole to push into as soon as the conversion process started to convert the creature they were ready to utilize it. Several others had already started to coil around the cobra’s shaft as the smallest of the group pressed against the tip, starting to push up into it that caused the one between them to practically thrash about. Already the programming of their master was starting to affect Edward, especially as his head swayed back and forth with his mouth, nostrils, and ears stuffed with tentacles. As a few more slithered out of the leopard to join the mutated cock inside his tailhole he could start to see the serpentine head starting to push out and grow deformed from the number of tentacles inside of him.

Both infested creatures could quickly feel the master’s will enter into this new creature and with every orifice stretched out with tentacles the ones that were growing inside of the snake were stretching out the scaled flesh. Between the number of appendages inside of him and the efficiency they had gained from converting the rest of the office they could see that Edward’s mind was already almost completely corrupted in a matter of minutes. The cobra’s throat stretched out lewdly from multiple tentacles pushing down inside of him and they were slithering so fast into his body that his scaly form they were converting was having trouble keeping up. The leopard node could already start to feel the stag’s tentacles slithering against his own as the stomach and chest bloated out.

The leopard node suddenly felt the presence of another and as the cobra continued to wiggle and writhe in pleasure from being converted he turned to see the lion standing there beside him. “The truck is here and ready to transfer these drones to the farm,” Allen’s former boss said, the muscular creature’s neck and head bulging slightly as the tentacles asserted themselves being only in the presence of other aliens. “I have already called ahead and they are ready to take delivery.”

“Good, the new facility should be ready to take the equipment,” the infested leopard replied. “Load the drones first and bring them into the farm so that they can get directly connected with the master, I’m sure he will want to assimilate all the information that they have already gathered up. I’ll be ready to personally oversee the installation along with the others after the equipment is delivered.”

“Of course,” the lion replied. “I must reassert the lion in order to go to a business meeting, perhaps there are more places that we could spread for the master.” The leopard merely nodded and knew that turning his former boss into another node was a good idea, especially since he could only do so much as a technician. As the rubbery drones began to get moved both the leopard and stag retracted their tentacles back into their bodies so that they could assist in the transfer.

With the cobra completely overloaded with both pleasure and the conversion of his mind all he could do was flop down on the floor when the tentacles that kept him up were withdrawn. As the leopard stepped away several tentacles pushed their way out of the tailhole he had been stretching and as their limbs flailed about in the air he could see that the ones inside their limbs were pushing out his clawed fingers and toes. The one formerly known as Edward wouldn’t be moving about any time soon as the appendages of the feline that had been wrapped around the serpent shaft were replaced with his own as the transforming creature practically convulsed on the ground. It sounded like Edward was choking for a second before a dozen tentacles pushed their way out of his maw while others practically stretched out his nostrils and ears.

As the cobra was practically getting cocooned in his own tentacles the stag and leopard nodes made their way towards the office before heading to the shipping bay. Unlike the office itself the place where deliveries came in and went out was shared by the rest of the building and they had to remain in their guise forms. While they could have probably just as easily taken over the entire building there was no real need for it; the entire purpose was to take over the tech company so that the master and all his drones would have access to more information in order to continue to plan and scheme. Soon everything would be assimilated by their master… but for the moment the nodes would continue to serve his will and keep him safe as the tentacles that were their bodies gave them pleasure for it.