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Tendrils in the Dark

Prologue:

Day 1, Early Afternoon:

Have you ever thought how truly absurd it is that you are an intelligent organic being living a life on a spinning rock which is hurdling through space at incomprehensible speeds? Do you ever stop and wonder....are there other creatures out there who are asking these same kinds of questions?

Kyle was a 26 year old anthropomorphic wolf who was having such a thought. He stared vacantly ahead, blinked, and then reached for the brand name cereal instead of generic. Existence is short, he reasoned. Sometimes you've just gotta treat yourself to some sugary, empty calories. The wolf sighed, one task completed in the long list of life. So what's next.....let's see....ah, right, some snacks for the guys later tonight; Maybe even some beer.. Being a rather dull, "nerdy" type, he didn't drink much. More accurately: he never really bothered to give it a try. It came as a surprise to both his friends and himself when he invited a few of his old buddies over to catch up on things. There was just this vague sense of excitement that had stirred within him the past few days. Like something just...needed to happen.

Kyle shifted the sudden erection that had developed in his pants at the thought of seeing his ex boyfriend of 5 years among his guests. Its been so long, but...Nick hadn't seen anyone else after his last date stood him up. Maybe tonight's the night..... The wolf blushed. Maybe tonight he'll get the courage to ask him out again....

Maybe there'll be more than that.....

Unfortunately for Kyle, it turned out he would have a very different set of plans for the evening. In fact, his entire perspective on reality would be violently upended within the next few moments. Had the wolf not been lost in thoughts of long lost love....and passion....and lewder, more perverted acts than he had ever done with anyone before....he would have noticed that everyone else in the grocery store looked rather spaced out as well.

He might've heard the soft moan that had escaped the lips of a horny, sex-deprived, teenaged, german shephard over in the next aisle.....

Or have seen the elderly badger rub at his bulge as he stared at the curvy, toned ,bottom of a much younger, bunny stock-girl, who likewise was getting wetter and wetter as she bit her lip to stifle her gasp.

He could have even felt the stray paw on his hips, belonging to a muscular tiger, who didn't seem to care that he came here to pick up groceries for his wife and two children.

Kyle moaned, his chubby behind leaning sensuously into the meaty paws of his newfound friend. He smiled dumbly and wagged his tail only to gasp in surprise as he felt something solid, and quite large, grind against him. The wolf blinked, and let his paw fall from the tiger's exploring arm.

"Whaa?...", he started to ask, suddenly snapping out of his pleasant day-dream.

The tiger seemed to recoil slightly as well, too confused and aroused to think clearly. "Oh my god I'm so sorry", he began, though still held on to the wolf's shapely rump, "I-I don't know what came over-"

At that moment there was a tremendous pulse, like a shockwave, which rattled the building, knocking many to the floor before they could even shout in surprise. The drab fluorescent lighting blinked out as electrical systems overloaded throughout the world. In its place grew an ominous glow of shifting red and purple hues, the previously sunny day now forming dark, roiling clouds, which flickered with lightning of unnatural energies. Nobody dared to move...the sheer shock of the event paralyzing them into fallen statues, their prone, unwillingly aroused bodies casting long shadows among toppled sale displays and shelving. It felt like hours for Kyle, but eventually someone broke the silence with the only thing that could really be said at the time.

"What.....the.....fuck?!"

The wolf picked himself up and started to follow the mob of shoppers that had slowly started to exit the building. What he and millions of other people saw then filled him with horror and, perhaps even more terrifying, relief.

Consuming nearly his whole field of vision was a pulsing, stretching, hole in the sky....It grew wider and ripped apart the heavens as if it were simply liquid, threatening to devour the world whole in a matter of minutes. Kyle fell backwards, awed by its beauty and terror. After a few seconds the hole....the portal....stopped growing. From within its center came a firey, red glow, and soon the entire thing displayed a sky from another universe. Impossibly huge, grotesque creatures could be seen flying through that foreign sky....into the sky....above them!

From all directions, black, writhing objects fell like shooting stars into the world below. The quaint suburbs around the store soon turned into a warzone, with civilians diving for cover as if they were being shelled by heavy artillery. Some distance away, the city skyline could be seen getting speckled with multiple impacts. Kyle could only crouch and cover his head with his paws as he waited for the madness to stop. Oddly enough, it soon did.

Cautiously, the wolf stood on shaking legs, looking around to assess the damage. There were a few craters in the grocery store parking lot...within which laid the smoking, black objects that caused them. Some were as small as a toaster. Others did much more damage, looking the size of a small house or more. Kyle wanted nothing to do with them. He could hardly believe any of this was actually happening. He wanted this dream to end. He wanted to go home and hug his ex. He wanted to sprint towards the nearest crater and unlock the hidden truth he could feel burning inside him. Some brave souls did approach the objects, of course. They stared with dumb disbelief, wondering if this was first contact with aliens, judgement day, or a really, really, bad case of indigestion. For a long while, nothing happened. Not a sound could be heard. Nature itself seemed to hold still, waiting for its doom or salvation.

Kyle stumbled towards a basket-ball sized ditch nearby, his pants still unceasingly tented. In child-like wonder, he stared. The smooth, shiny surface of the "ball" simmered with heat. The same heat grew in the wolf's loins. He slowly lifted his paw, reaching.....begging....

The object began to hum with energy, and Kyle fell forward into his destiny.

Several rubbery tentacles shot out from the ball as it launched itself at the wolf's face. He screamed, his strangled cry joining the wailing chorus of horror and pleasure that was previously a pleasant little town. Kyle wrestled with the thing as it climbed on top of his head. The struggle was in vain, however, as each tendril set to work immobilizing its victim, clamping itself down past his eyes and ripping apart his clothes. Sitting up, he tried pulling it off, only to have his wrists pried away. In a blind panic, he tried getting to his feet and running into something, when his boxers were cut loose and a slippery tentacles shot down his back, under his legs, and up to his groin. Immediately the wolf stopped in his tracks as the tendril opened wide and engulfed his newly freed, leaking cock. Simultaneously, the tentacle began to spread its rubbery, black goo across his body, focusing its attention in the most stimulating places. The wolf's ass was quickly invaded, fucked, and then plugged by the makeshift "harness" that the rubbery creature was forming, wrapping itself sensuously across his chest, groin, and down his legs. Kyle could do little more than fall to his knees, panting as his dick was getting suckled on mercilessly.

Not all of the black objects produced such a creature, however.

The tiger from earlier, usually a confident, dominant sort of man, was now completely naked and sucking on the cock of an ashen grey being that bore similarities to satyrs of myth. It grinned devilishly, its crimson eyes burning with lust as it face-fucked the poor tiger, who was getting ridden by another of its kin. Black, drooling pre-cum oozed from the Incubus' obscenely large phallus, while the tiger pumped his first of many loads into the corrupted creature's hole. He had never fucked another male or sucked a cock before in his life, but now he never wanted to stop.

Nearby, a widowed lioness with hints of grey showing in her fur happily took the bestial cock of a feral, rubber creature between her legs. She moaned in ecstasy as she was bred, feeling a need deep within her rising. It had been years since she had last felt any kind of real sexual pleasure, and now her desires were becoming fulfilled in the most devious, intimate ways.

A young, dragon, store manager undid his tie and work shirt, walking into the swimming-pool sized mass of writhing tentacles which had ensnared multiple of his former coworkers, fucking them relentlessly and feeding on their cum. A part of him laughed madly inside his head, noticing the pain in the ass zebra he had to deal with earlier at the customer service desk cumming wildly into the tentacle that was frisking him in time with the other that was fucking him. Soon that memory would fade along with all the others, though, and the dragon would be sucking the zebra off just as passionately as the tendril engulfing his own needy rod.

These were just isolated incidents. In truth, it would have been difficult to pick them out amidst the massive orgy that was happening in the middle of the parking lot. Some who weren't ensnared by the creatures were able to flee, but many more found themselves drawn into the chaos, their panicked minds easily succumbing to the growing call of submission and pleasure. It was a broadcast...a message, heard deep in the subconscious of all sentient beings on this world. It spoke of submission.....pleasure....of the true, undeniable, bliss that would soon consume them, if they would simply accept it.

Kyle's mind was beginning to accept the message. Drool leaked down his muzzle as he panted, prone on his back, humping into the tendril formed around his cock so firmly. The "helmet" he wore had fully covered the poor wolf in its black liquid. The next, inevitable step would soon seal his doom. Red lines, in swirling designs like flames or tribal tattoos, began to etch themselves into the solidifying, rubbery goo, covering everything, from feet to neck, besides his head. The wolf's captor was waiting...waiting for him to let go....to give in and accept his fate. Two incredibly thin tentacles slipped into the wolf's ears and explored their depths. They wiggled deep inside, searching for their target. Kyle stopped his haphazard humping , sensing the discomfort and remembering that something was very wrong here.

Where am I?

What's going on?

What's on my he-?!?!

In a blinding flash of pleasure beyond his wildest dreams, the wolf known by his friends as Kyle was no more.

Ejaculate fountained forth from the drone's straining cock, suckled up by the tendril into the headpiece, which was now glowing red with unholy, arcane symbols. Its body spasmed uncontrollably as its new life's instructions were etched into the mind formerly owned by Kyle. The wolf had been swept away by an overwhelming urge, as so many others had. The urge to submit. To give in. To give oneself. To give one's seed, soul, and service. The drone cried corrupted, rubbery tears. It was seeing the truth of the universe, and of its role in it. Even as the last of its memories shot out in thick, creamy ropes , it knew that truly, it had never been happier. Standing up on shaking legs, the newly indocrinated wolf drone began to wander about the town, idly stroking its still leaking member. It new its purpose. This pleasure was meant to be shared. The otherworldly bliss and arousal coursing through the drone's body was not just a means of control.....no, it was much more than that. The pleasure itself WAS Kyle's submission. Causing the wolf to cum again and again and again was all part of the plan. Controlling a mind is easy....but ensuring its servitude...its utter devotion and love? That was true submission.

And it had just begun its invasion of this world.