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[b][u][center]Pleasurable Possession

For Kirbu

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

[i]Goo had little in the way of a body, but that didn’t stop it from piloting, or in this case, crashing, a ship in its escape attempt. The lack of a true body also made escape quite a bit easier than it would otherwise be, dragging itself out of the wreckage and crawling across thin green blades of foliage, heading towards what it assumed to be a dwelling place in the distance.

It knew that it didn’t have much time. The authorities that wanted it captive would be after it soon, and if it was caught again…

The goo trembled in a way that would have been familiar to anyone on any world. The consequences of being captured again were too severe to allow it to happen. That’s all.

Using what little time it had to the best of its abilities, the goo rolled across the foliage and into the house. Stretching through every crack it could find, it worked its way over the floors, through the walls, and under doors to find the source of heat that it could see. Faint prints of it were everywhere, but it could only be –

There. On a large, rectangular surface lay a warm shape. The goo climbed the sides of the rectangle, and slipped under the covers that the creature laid over itself. There was a greater source of warmth down there, it knew. Sliding under the pants that the creature wore as easily as it had gotten under the covers, the goo crawled further and further up until it found the heaviest source of heat.

A pillar of flesh, or perhaps a podium, with size taken into consideration. Still, beggars could not be choosers. The goo wrapped itself around the flesh, pushing its body tight to it and creeping up to the very tip. The hole there opened, and the green goo slipped deep inside, flowing down the slick – and salty – interior through a long set of tubing.

As it crept within, the rest of its body bonded with the creature’s genitalia. The nerves between them fused, and the goo took on the same coloration as the creature’s flesh. Even as it touched the end of the tubes, sinking into a large pair of orbs, the goo knew that it was safe. Its DNA had changed, the heat sources it gave off were gone, and its captors would assume that it had died in the crash.

Never would they expect it to take on a host like this…[/i]

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Eyrick groaned as the sun poked through his window, shaking his head a few times as he gave up any thoughts of staying in bed. Maybe if it was still gray outside, but now…

The human shook his head, rubbing his eyes a few more times before throwing his legs over the side of the bed. The blankets pulled themselves along, almost tripping him up before he managed to get his balance again. He chuckled, grabbing them and throwing them back on the bed, and started walking towards the door.

He was about halfway there before he noticed that something was very, very different.

When he felt the silk of his pajamas stroke down his cock, he looked down, expecting to see his morning wood jutting a little bit out of the slit in the front. What he didn’t expect was to see his shaft pushing through, verging on ripping the hole into a bigger one, and sticking up twice as long as it used to be.

“What…the…fuck?!”

It took more than a little willpower to keep his voice down as he stared at the massive thing. Eyrick shook his head, taking a few deep breaths.

“Okay…weird. Really, really fucking weird. But…”

There were only a few options, of course. He could be dreaming, he could be sick, or this could actually be real. Best to test them out in order. A quick pinch should tell if he was sleeping or not…and he couldn’t help but pinch the biggest cock that he’d ever seen, right under the head.

“Nng! Fuuuuuuu….”

Okay, so he wasn’t dreaming. He was most definitely awake, and now he knew not to pinch at his cock again. That had really, really, really hurt.

[i]Okay, that leaves being sick, or this being real…but what kind of sickness could –[/i]

THWAP!

He stared at his cock. It had just jumped up, smacking him in the stomach. Not entirely dissimilar to the way that a masturbating horse might have done, for that matter, and it left him with a strange sense of pleasure running out from it.

THWAP! THWAP! THWAP!

Again and again it repeated the gesture, and it started feeling a little too good. Eyrick groaned, leaning against the wall as his cock kept twitching, tensing hard enough that he could feel his muscles running all the way from his shaft to his prostate. Each squeezed touched on nerves that he barely knew he had, making him pant and shudder as his cock kept leaping up, smacking him in the stomach, and then falling back down to point straight ahead again.

In little more than a minute, he slumped down the wall, his legs too weak to support him as his cock kept teasing itself, pleasuring itself without his consent. Each smack was a bit more ‘wet’ than the last, leaving pre splattering along his stomach as his rebellious cock seemed determined to take itself over the edge.

He had no idea what was happening, but Eyrick was surprised that he wasn’t too bothered. Yes, he was kind of scared, but…

“Ah…ah…”

It felt good. No, it felt [i]very[/i] good. If he was sick, this was a damn good sickness.

Eyrick leaned his head back, feeling his cock throb harder and harder. He started to reach out with one hand, to speed it up, but when his hand came near, his cock suddenly pulled away, managing to flick itself out of his reach before he could wrap his fingers around it.

“Okay…okay…got the message…”

Pulling his hand back, he was free to watch as his cock bounced and twitched, as it kept shaking and slapping against his belly. He swore that his balls were bouncing as well, lifting and lowering as if he was thrusting into someone else. Eyrick’s breath sped up, coming in light, quiet pants as his body rushed closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.

“Ah…ah….AH!”

And there he went, right over the edge. His fingers tightened into fists at his sides, and he pressed his head against his shoulder to stifle his moans. Even so, he got a faceful of cum as his massive cock spurted its load, hitting him in the face, in his hair, everywhere. There was so much of it, so much cum, so much mess, so much…

“Mmmph!”

Despite the orgasm, his cock didn’t feel done. It wanted…more?

[i]This is impossible. It’s part of me, isn’t it? How can it WANT things?[/i]

Nevertheless, his cock dragged him along to his wall, pulling him forward with hip thrusts until he went along where it wanted. It felt like he was being led along by an erotic dowsing rod, as his cock pointed up, down, left, right, guiding him towards –

“How…”

They’d ended up by his closet, near the corner he kept all of his sex toys in. He stared down at his cock, but it was already flicking at the pile again, dragging him along. Eyrick reached into it, pulling out toys one by one for the approval of his cock.

[i]Maybe I am dreaming, after all,[/i] he thought as he realized what he was doing. [i]I’ve heard of people being led around by their dick, but I never thought that it’d happen like this.[/i]

Two dildos were thrown away right off the bat, though he wasn’t altogether surprised at that. After all, what sort of cock liked competition? A well-used fleshlight received a similar treatment, and Eyrick supposed that was fair enough. After all, he should probably get rid of it or replace it; the thing was gaping and used in a way that it hadn’t been when he’d received it.

It wasn’t until he reached a different penetrative toy, modeled after a genderless asshole, that his dick started bobbing up and down rather than shaking from side to side. He glanced at it, and shrugged.

“Well, if you’re su –”

Apparently, his dick was very sure, with the way it scrunched down and spat cum over the entrance of the toy, almost like a cartoon condiment bottle. Eyrick stared at it, and then at the toy, before glancing back at his dick. It stood straight up, and wiggled as if in eager anticipation.

“Well…I guess if you can’t beat it…beat it.”

He chuckled as he pushed down, sheathing his cock inside of the toy in one firm thrust. A long moan slipped from his lips, and his hips started moving on their own again, drawn along by his cock. The toy was much, much tighter than it used to be – hell, he was sure that it would have made the gaping one seem tight – but his cock didn’t seem like it was anywhere near ready to cum, no matter how hard it was.

Eyrick stood on wobbling legs, walking back to bed. He had no illusions that he’d be going anywhere out of the house today, not if his dick had really come to life like this; he’d be better off letting it do what it wanted for the moment, and if it ever got tired, then he could make a phone call. He already had a couple of people in mind that might be curious, and even if they couldn’t help…well, how often did you get the chance to show off a cock that was completely possessed?

He paused at that thought, wondering if that was what had actually happened. After all, his cock was completely out of control…

Then he shrugged it off, leaning back on his bed as his hips hunched up and down, pushing his cock into the toy. He’d figure it out later…right now it was time to let his cock run wild.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]