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By Patrick D. Lambert

Danny and Bheni sat through all of YongSeop's tale. They thought that, by the end of it, everything would make sense. But his Uncle was still merged with a Bride Slug and they had no idea of why. Even when they both experienced an intimate moment with the slug, it didn't come close to what he had been through. And now, the brothers had more questions than answers.

Silence ruled the briefing room for a long time. YongSeop waited for an answer. Danny and Bheni couldn't come up with what to say. The red dragon was confused, intrigued about what Uncle was feeling inside that thing. The blue one, however, had his mind working at full speed trying to find an explanation for it--what he was seeing wasn't a mere transformation, but something more complex. He hoped something from YongSeop's tale would give him an insight into the process, yet it seemed he went through a similar experience like his.

Strangely, it was Danny the first one to speak, making the most obvious question.

"So... you two had become one now?"

YongSeop looked at him, but his expression gave away the answer even before he could reply.

"I believe we're still two different beings." he proceeded to inspect his appearance, starting from his hands dripping mucus and going down. Even he was still amazed at the female aspect he adopted after the transformation. The beauty of that body was unmatched even by other Bride Slugs--as expected from the King. "I know who I am. But I can 'hear' him. I can't make sense of his words, but I know he's speaking to me."

"You keep saying 'him'. Do you believe these creatures are sentient?" Bheni asked him.

"I thought you wouldn't doubt that after what you went through," Danny replied.

Bheni felt his cheeks burning under the scales when his brother reminded him of what he did with the Bride Slug that he found. His entire body shivered again just by thinking of the strong embrace and how warmth was on her insides. He moved both hands to cover his crotch, afraid the silver round table wasn't enough to hide his bulge.

"I don't think there's a need to mention that," Bheni urged his brother to stop, quickly pointing at his uncle with his eyes.

"Don't be ashamed, Bheni. I am aware of what you did before."

Now both brothers looked at Uncle with embarrassment, like two brats who had been caught watching an adult channel. None of them dared to speak, even when YongSeop's face didn't express any type of disappointment.

"That's how they reproduce, there's nothing to be ashamed of," YongSeop continued. It was weird seeing the way he talked. It had no teeth and strings of transparent mucus kept his lips connected.

"And... how did you know?" Bheni finally dared to ask.

"It's some kind of collective consciousness, but not a hive mind. They all act individually, but the King is aware of what they do. I guess, since I've merged with him, I can access that consciousness too, see where the other Bride Slugs are. But neither I nor the King can command them," YongSeop explained. He stood up to stretch, which inevitably attracted his nephews' attention--specifically to his breasts, gleamy for all the mucus over them.

The beauty of that female body was hard to describe. While the proportions were at what was considered perfect on Earth, the brothers silently agreed that there was something else that put it above. For a creature so visually disgusting, that display of beauty contrasted in a way that made all of his features more appealing. Added to that, the mucus made him look as if he had just gotten out of a pool. They felt so tempted to lick it.

The only thing reminding him of the alien nature behind the transformation was the upper half of the slug's body covering YongSeop's back. Most of it had somehow flattened at that point and was hanging from the top of his head like some sort of cape. His pink color fits well with the dim purple of Uncle's body.

"I'm still trying to get used to this new body. It's so weird," he said that running both hands over his chest, dragging some mucus with him. "It's different from the other Bride Slugs. It somehow feels more-"

"Real," Danny interrupted.

YongSeop looked at him and nodded silently.

"There's no record of Bride Slugs fusing with its victims. Maybe that's a quality unique to the King," Bheni, adopting a more serious personality, scratched his chin while his brain began to run theories at a speed that could very well match the ship's AI. "But if the King fused with you, why the female body? Wouldn't it be better to mimic your appearance?"

"Can you change the appearance at will?" Danny asked to YongSeop.

The new Slug Dragon leaned his head and looked at himself. He squinted as if he was trying to concentrate, but nothing happened. The brothers just saw hip drip more mucus over the chair and table.

"There's no record of Bride Slugs taking a male appearance. That's what they named it like that. Can you ask the King an answer of why?" Bheni decided to approach--with his previous encounter revealed and his hunger for knowledge guiding him, the dragon didn't pay attention to the throbbing erection between his legs.

"I've been trying to, but I can't understand him. It's so... strange. It's like listening to someone while you're falling asleep."

Only then did both Danny and YongSeop realized how hard Bheni was. The Slug Dragon was still emanating pheromones even at that moment, although at a lower rate, but the effect was notorious the closer one was from him. And the effect was different now that the King had fused with the dragon, with the attraction no longer being felt towards the alien creature only, as Danny suddenly realized.

Danny was ashamed after having sex with the Bride Slug while his brother was inside it. At that moment, however, he was looking at the blue dragon's body with different eyes. The slender and masculine figure. Those shiny blue scales. The serious and intellectual poise even with no clothes on him. And that throbbing, thick, tasty dragon cock. He never thought for a second that his brother could be so attractive. His cock throbbed under the table as he pictured himself holding Bheni against the wall...

The effect of the pheromones hadn't fully set on him, and Danny woke up from the effect and shook his head to break out of his brief trance. The embarrassment from seeing his brother naked was still present, yet that didn't stop his cock from leaking pre like crazy.

"There must be a way to translate his thoughts into words. I believe the mucus and the pheromones had something to do with it. Maybe it works to establish a sort of telepathic link between both creatures. I don't remember hearing anything, but I saw images that I didn't think of. I'll run an analysis on the lab and see if we can make something out of his mucus..."

Bheni's voice started to fade as he noticed his nakedness, dragged by the wagging movement of his throbbing cock, which was getting dangerously close to YongSeop. One could swear those scales turned red momentarily right as he stepped away from his Uncle to cover up his manhood. Danny didn't dare to say anything, so the Slug Dragon approached him to comfort him--although doubtful since he could smell Bheni's arousal.

"It's ok, buddy. I think we all are being affected by this," YongSeop said, placing one hand over Bheni's shoulder.

"Yeah, I guess so...," Bheni trembled once he felt the slimy hand over him. His presence alone was overwhelming, and feeling the mucus dripping down his shoulder made it worse.

Still holding both hands over his cock, he moved again away from his Uncle, looking for something else to put around his waist.

"Anyway, there are many effects we are not aware of. This new version of the Bride Slug is completely unknown to us. There might be a chance your metabolism is playing a part in how the pheromones are working," Bheni continued, still giving his back to the table.

"Is that possible?" Danny asked.

"There are documented cases of parasites using their host's capabilities to their advantage. They're in control, after all. While I wouldn't dare to call the Bride Slug a parasite--or the King in this case--, I can't discard the possibility that he's using your body to some extent. I'll have to take some samples," he finally moved his hands away to reach for some tools that weren't even there. "I'll be in my lab. C-can you go up in a moment, Uncle?"

"Sure, sure..." YongSeop replied as he saw Bheni taking the elevator to the second deck, leaving him alone with Danny.

When he looked at his other nephew, he saw in the red dragon's face a glimpse of something more than just embarrassment. Danny was the easygoing type, always improvising a solution rather than planning. So when YongSeop looked at him, it startled him to find that pondering expression more commonly seen on Bheni.

"What's the matter, kiddo?" YongSeop asked.

"This is gonna change things, you know? We were supposed to bring a Bride Slug with us, not... well, you," he said, pointing at him.

"I try not to worry a lot about it. Bheni is probably gonna come up with a solution," YongSeop went back to his chair. Each step taken made a squishy noise, like stepping over a wet sponge.

"Yeah, but what about the other slugs? I don't think this is an endangered species but-"

"I know what you're thinking," YongSeop interrupted him. "You don't wanna sell them off, right?"

A doubtful Danny looked at his Uncle for a moment before shaking his head. "I don't think it's right."

"Me neither. I fused with the King because I wanted to help him. Although I can't understand what he says, I do have a clear image in my mind of him living somewhere else. But it's not like he wants to conquer the Universe. It makes me feel as if he doesn't want to stay here any longer."

"Maybe the planet is no longer adequate for him. That or he's aware poachers are gonna call someone's attention sooner or later."

"That's a possibility."

"I would like to run a fun analysis of the planet, but that might put us at risk in case another ship lands here. It would be better for us to just leave. I sent the drone to pick up the... ahm... eggs laid by the one who mated with Bheni," it took Danny some effort to mention that, having the memory of him fucking the Bride Slug playing again in his head. "You better go up with Bheni and see what he can do. I'm taking us out of here as soon as the drones come back."

With that said, he retired to the cockpit, making sure to hide the massive boner. It was the first time Danny went in with his pants on.

YongSeop stayed alone for a moment. Once again, he inspected his own body. It was surprising how quickly he got used to that shape. Only until he paid attention to it, the dragon noticed things like the weight of his tits and how his hips waved with each step. It wasn't just a female appearance, but it mimicked the attitude too. The dragon walked around, dragging the slug's tail and leaving a purple trace behind him. He began to gain confidence in that body as if it had been his own all that time. But a quick manual inspection of his crotch reminded him of his trapped cock--completely erect, it was being squeezed against his belly by the thin layer of skin. The bulge wasn't visible, maybe so the fantasy wouldn't break.

After exploring himself for a considerable amount of time, YongSeop realized he was enjoying way too much that body. He rushed upwards to Bheni's lab, leaving more thick mucus behind him.

The laboratory was Bheni's personal space, and he probably spent most of his time there than in his cabin. It was a sterile environment that required his authorization to go in. It wasn't a big room--and he personally preferred his lab at home--, but it had most of what the dragon needed to work during a mission. Two small robots made sure to keep everything clean and in place, so each tool was exactly where he needed it.

The blue dragon took a white coat from a locker next to the door and covered himself. His erection was still present, but now that he was away from the Slug Dragon and inside a clean environment, the pheromone's effect started to fade. He wasn't sure how to feel about it but decided not to put much thought into it.

"I'll have time later to figure that out," he said, moving towards the wall table in front of him.

He put both hands over the table as soon as he reached it. Bheni felt exhausted all of the sudden. He told to himself not to think about it, yet he couldn't believe how quickly things went south--if it was right to say that. Was that a failed mission? He couldn't define it as a success. Even with the King aboard, they ended up getting more questions than answers after that little intercourse with an alien creature.

Not only that, but Bheni wasn't sure about moving on with the original mission. He wanted to say that he cared about the species' well-being, but deep he wasn't ready to share the joy of the Bride Slug with anyone else outside his family. It was their discovery. It belonged to them. The pheromones were getting out of his system, but the memory of being inside the slug was still too fresh to ignore it. Bheni couldn't remember a more exciting moment than that one.

The dragon cleared his throat and looked at the rack full of test tubes and other lab paraphernalia. That was not the time.

He put a silver circlet around his head, at his eyes' height. A holographic screen appeared in front of his eyes, acting like glasses, and Bheni was in total control of the laboratory once again. The pristine and quiet room came to life as several metallic arms appeared from the roof, each one of them moving under Bheni's commands.

"Computer, take a sample of blood from me and run an analysis. Isolate any unknown pathogen you might find on it," with those words, one of the arms approached with a syringe. Bheni groaned briefly when he felt the prick on his arm--the device took a good amount of blood before retrieving back the syringe to the roof. "First, we need to find a way to counter the pheromones. We're not gonna work properly if we're horny all the time."

While the AI worked on his blood, Bheni checked his notes again, trying to find something he missed about the Bride Slug. Several holographic images appeared in front of him. His fingers swiped the air to move from page to page, even when he knew there was nothing that could help him. He read those reports several times--he remembered most of them. Even when trying to keep his hopes up, the blue dragon knew there was nothing new there.

Some minutes later, someone called to the door. His heart skipped a beat, knowing who was standing on the other side of the metallic door. Fucking hell... YongSeop's presence wasn't that strong before, yet he was there, with his legs trembling and a cold sweat running down his nape. The King had changed his Uncle.

He took a gas mask from a cabinet and sent a mental command to open the door. Just as he expected, the Slug Dragon was behind it. Uncle doubted a moment before putting a paw inside the lab, immediately shivering at the lower temperature.

"I still don't know how you can handle this cold," was the first thing YongSeop said while hugging himself causing some mucus to come out from between his fingers--he did so not because he was freezing, but in a comical attempt to break the tension he was feeling at that moment.

"I got used to it," Bheni replied coldly. The mask distorted his voice a little, but not enough to make it incomprehensible.

"I guess you do. You spend more time here than anywhere else on the ship," he looked at his hands spreading all his fingers. In a dumb move, he wiped it on his thighs, which just got more mucus on his hands.

For YongSeop, who always tried to respect his nephews' spaces, moving around the lab was complicated. He was an old and clumsy dragon who wasn't aware of how big his tail and wings were. While that wasn't an issue in his current shape, he still moved carefully, trying not to knock anything down. It was fascinating how the massive body disappeared while inside the King.

The mucus he left over the shimmering floor acted like a warning sign for the small cleaning robot, designed to look like a roomba but way stronger. It followed YongSeop's slug tail as it smeared the mucus around, which was immediately cleaned to leave the floor impeccable.

"I've been thinking about putting a bed here. It might save me some time."

"Heh, that would be a good idea," YongSeop chuckled.

Bheni quickly realized how useless the mask was. Even with the entire room filtering the pheromones, YongSeop's presence made him horny all of the sudden. It wasn't just the smell--an aura of lust surrounded him, acting like a magnet to an already needy dragon. He tried hard not to look at him, but that perfect body claimed some attention. It seemed as if it had produced even more mucus now since his entire body glowed under the white lights. Bheni tried so hard not to look down, then begged for the mask to at least prevent Uncle from noticing how hard he was staring at his hips. The delicious-looking mucus was calling him to shove his face in between those thighs to lick them clean.

And the worst part of all was that YongSeop wasn't even doing anything--not even an expression that Bheni could take as an invitation. He was just standing in front of him.

"Anyway, let's see what we can do. I'm already running an analysis on my blood to find a cure--or at least a repellent--to the pheromones. Working under its effects might complicate things."

"That's probably for the best. There's a lot of things we need to discuss."

"And it would be better to have you out of the King for that," Bheni let out a long sigh. "I don't expect to find any similarity with the mucus Bride Slugs on the Earth produces. Jeez, it might not even be similar to what the other slugs here produce. If this is the King we're talking about, it's unique and...," another small pause for him to swallow. Once again, YongSeop's fake body distracted him, "special. Sit on the chair behind you."

Right after he said that more arms appeared from the roof. Its material was different, a special kind of malleable metal. Bheni made a hanging chair out of them, strong enough to hold YongSeop.

"What were you even thinking?" Bheni finally exploded. He had that question bouncing in his head from the moment YongSeop appeared before them--and his story didn't fully answer it. "Yeah, I went inside a Bride Slug too, but I get out of it. But you? And twice?!"

"It's... complicated. When you say it like that it does sound bad," YongSeop sat down. The chair didn't look safe, and neither it was comfortable. The slug's skin prevented him from feeling how cold the metal was, and while it held his weight easily, the gaps in between the arms made it difficult to sit properly. Some seconds in and the mucus started dripping through the gaps. Small tendrils closed around his wrists and ankles, startling him. "Is... is this normal?"

"Huh? Sorry, safety protocol," Bheni replied while looking down at the bindings. With a quick mental order, the bindings disappeared. "Some species can present involuntary movements," he said while his cock started to peak through the lab coat. It was obvious in his febrile expression that he was not only aware of that but tired too. "It's true then that we dragons can't think straight while horny," he added with a noticeable resignation.

"I believe that applies to anyone," YongSeop dared to correct.

"Not all species have a heritage as old as dragons. And it's not a secret how strong our lust can be. I believe that might be what influenced your choice and... why the King's effects are even stronger with you."

Bheni said all of that while controlling other two, more sturdy metallic arms. One had a camera, whose lens was constantly opening and closing--the other acted like a vacuum, absorbing some of the mucus from his skin. The antennas on YongSeop's head reacted to it and tried to interact with the tools. When Bheni noticed that, it made him wonder if his uncle was doing that or if the King could act separately--it was still his body, after all. The antennas retreated after one got sucked by the vacuum, which made YongSeop jump on his seat.

"Huh, strange..." Bheni cleared his throat, then continued. "If poachers visited the planet that would explain how the Bride Slug made it out. But if the King intended to take his kind somewhere else, any host should have been good enough. Yet he chose you. He might be looking for a specific host."

"I don't feel special. At least not in that way."

"Well, I'll be able to figure that out after taking some... some samples."

Bheni was losing control again. The more he looked at Uncle, the more he wanted to hug him and get himself covered in mucus. The visor was getting foggy with how fast he was breathing that he ended up taking off the mask--it was worthless after all.

"Kiddo, are you ok?" YongSeop asked, leaning close enough for Bheni to feel his breath.

"Yeah, just... I'm fine," he retreated just like the antennas did.

He wasn't fine. Loud huffs and drops of sweat were signs of the fever affecting the blue dragon. It wasn't just the pheromones. The air around YongSeop was burning. His aura was ravaging his mind. And that dumb, clueless expression he had said he wasn't aware of it. That was the King's job.

"Computer... run an analysis on the mucus you just collected and compare it with Uncle's DNA."

"I'm working on it," the AI replied.

Bheni didn't know what else to say or what to do. He was getting dizzy. Just like it happened before, images started to appear in his mind. However, Uncle was now on each one of them. But not as the Slug Dragon he was now, but the real one. The orange, beefy, sweaty, musky dragon. Bheni was experiencing an attraction completely new and stronger than any other he had been through during his life. He was looking at his Uncle through a different lens.

He put all his focus on pushing those thoughts aside. He couldn't fall victim to the King's Lust. Because he knew it was his work. It had to be. What other explanation was for a sudden and inexplicable attraction towards a family member? However, he couldn't think of a species with a similar effect--an increase in libido, yes, but an attraction? It sounds illogical, proper of a fantasy story full of magic and mysterious creatures.

Just standing in front of him put a huge toll on his mental stability. Bheni felt his sanity slipping through his fingers as the craving for pleasure became stronger. He couldn't ignore it. He couldn't mute his presence. It was there, growing, infecting his mind. And there was nothing Bheni could do to stop it. Deep inside him, the blue dragon had already embraced the King's gift.

"Danny should be taking us out of the planet soon. We have to discuss what to do with the King and the eggs you laid," YongSeop mentioned that with total normality.

"Y-you mean the eggs the slug laid, right?"

"Oh, yes. Sorry. Still... the slug used your cum. In some way, you're the father."

"I never thought we'd be having this conversation under this precise context. It's so bizarre..."

"Well, this isn't exactly a normal situation, is it?" YongSeop made a pause and took Bheni from the chin, forcing him to look into his eyes.

What Bheni found was two glowing lights growing in intensity. He didn't even try to look away, for the beauty in those eyes was irresistible. Two shiny gems glowing in a dim cyan tone. Bheni swore he could reach to take and hold them in his hands.

And his hand did move, but instead, it reached for the fake breasts. The tip of his fingers disappeared under the mucus covering YongSeop's body, leaving a trace that quickly disappeared as he moved them down, slowly following the shape of his tits.

YongSeop said nothing. A shy smile grew on him as his nephew continued moving his hand down as if he knew exactly what was coming. He didn't move his eyes away from Bheni's. He kept him looking at him, straight into his eyes. Was that YongSeop? Or did the King take control? It didn't matter. It changed nothing. Bheni's fragile mind was already under his spell.

"I should... I should take more samples. Maybe the mucus isn't gonna be enough..."

His voice faded as he spoke, yet YongSeop understood what he said and nodded. Bheni couldn't stop his hand from reaching Uncle's groin--the same way he controlled his lab, the Slug Dragon was now controlling his body. He still felt a pinch of embarrassment after feeling the dragon's cock under the thick layer of mucus and slime, but with it came also a rush of adrenaline for doing something that was still taboo. He was touching YongSeop's cock. His Uncle's cock.

"I'm impressed over how thick this second skin is. Yet it feels so..."

"Smooth?" YongSeop finished the sentence.

"Yes. Smooth. And warm. And familiar..."

Had he always been so handsome? He never had an opportunity to notice that. Work took so much of his time that Bheni never stopped for a second to take a closer look at his Uncle. And while there was so much to admire, that new fake body of his just enhanced all his attributes. He wanted to touch and rub himself all over that beautiful slimy body, be covered in his purple mucus, and taste the sweetness of his lips, all of it while riding his long, fat cock to get up to the last drop of cum from those juicy balls.

He couldn't move his hand away from the huge bulge. The more he rubbed it, the bigger it got. Bheni had seen YongSeop naked before but never discovered how big he was. There was no need to look at it, touching it was enough to realize he had the size of a King. And it was throbbing so hard in his hand.

"Uncle, I..." Bheni tried to say with what was left of his reasoning, hoping that his words could stop what was coming.

Instead, YongSeop put a finger against his lips. "Don't worry about it. Just enjoy it. We're together in this, right?"

And Bheni nodded in response. Uncle always knew what to do. That's why he was the Captain. So if he told him to enjoy it, Bheni would listen to him. Besides, he wouldn't let pass a chance to experience an intimate moment with his Uncle. With the King.

He continued moving his hand up and down, following the entire length. It amazed him how big he was, and how thick his cock was. He knew that was a characteristic of many dragons--as he had confirmed after seeing Danny's hard shaft multiple times--, but YongSeop surpassed the average. 12 inches? 15? It could even be bigger--his bulge wasn't the full size, after all, and the suit covering YongSeop's body was quite tight.

Bheni's cock was already fully hard and dripping. He couldn't fight the urge to touch himself, no matter how embarrassing that could be under YongSeop's eyes. The blue dragon began to jerk off at a low pace, trying as much as he could to enjoy the moment. His fingers squeezed and rubbed the head of his cock, getting them covered in his thick and warm pre.

He only stopped briefly when YongSeop helped him to get rid of the lab coat. "There's no need to get it dirty, right?" The Slug Dragon said, to which Bheni only replied with a chuckle. He was completely naked again with his Uncle, but things were different now than how they were at the Briefing Room. Alone and naked, with no one to disrupt that moment. And Bheni saw the lust in Uncle's eyes, how he was looking at him not as his nephew, but as a male.

The enchant was no longer needed. That gleam Bheni found in YongSeop's eyes faded, and it was just the Slug Dragon once again. But his lust remained. Bheni was free to admire the beauty unique to the King. He followed the outline, amazed at how the creature could find the perfect equilibrium despite having no knowledge of the species living on Earth. Not only that but...

"... each species is unique on its own. Measures are different from type to type, so there's no such thing as something perfect when it comes to beauty standards. Yet you fit exactly in the definition of perfection. Everything from head to toe is just the right size..."

Once again, Bheni's voice faded until it stopped as soon as he noticed he was thinking out loud. The blue dragon stepped back, covering his mouth in shame, to which YongSeop just replied with a brief giggle.

"You always do that when you get excited about something. Are you excited about me?" The Slug Dragon asked him.

Bheni didn't reply. He kept walking back until he reached the table behind him. YongSeop stood up from the hanging chair and walked towards him. The body he displayed changed with each step, getting bigger and beefier. His breasts flattened until they turned into fat, squeezy pecs. His height increased a couple of inches. He never saw the male version of the Bride Slug--or the King in that case--, but he was even more impressed and attracted now.

"Or maybe this is more adequate to you?" He continued.

Bheni only offered a shy smile. He had it cornered. His size was impressive, and his aura was much more intimidating and alluring. Even the scent that seconds before was sweet became salty suddenly. It was a completely different being, yet one he recognized from his Uncle. And one he was still attracted to.

"I-It's impressive. The way it can change bodies, I mean," Bheni rushed to correct himself, despite how obvious his excitement was.

YongSeop stood so close that Bheni felt his warm breath on his face.

"It is. I bet you are curious about it, this being the first instance of a Bride Slug taking a male appearance."

YongSeop flirted with him. He knew he did. Even if what he said was true, the tone he used, and his expression, had another intention. Bheni looked at the slimy creature and giggled. He couldn't even look away to find an exit. He was trapped with that monster of a male.

The Slug Dragon helped him get off the circlet, cutting his connection with the lab and the AI. Then, Bheni felt something fall over his cock. He looked down to find YongSeop's own cock completely hard and throbbing over his, covered in purple slime. The size difference left him stunned, easily being over 5 inches--he tried to picture the type of male or female who could handle that thing and found it incredibly hard. Then, he felt tempted to try it himself.

"I... I believe another type of... of sample might be helpful," a shy yet excited Bheni suggested.

"You're the scientist. If you need it, take it."

He had his permission. That was all he needed to hear. With trembling hands, the blue dragon held YongSeop's cock in his hands, getting them covered in mucus completely. He expected to feel a thin layer around it since YongSeop was still inside the King, but what he grabbed was his actual cock covered in slime. He made the quick assumption that the King somehow made an opening, like a slit for his cock to get out--it wouldn't be hard considering he could transform his body at will.

That brief instant of logical thinking didn't last with the lust quickly taking control again. Now Bheni was admiring the girth and length, how heavy it was, how hard it throbbed in his hands. With both thumbs, he cleaned a portion of the slime until he got a partial view of the reddish meat. Its sight made Bheni smile.

YongSeop let out a sigh and closed his eyes, his way to tell him to keep going. His nephew doubted for a moment. Then his hands moved forward and backward, following a slow and steady pace that let him enjoy the full length of his shaft. With each stroke, the embarrassment for what he was doing began to fade and he focused on enjoying the moment.

"I'm jerking my uncle off," he thought to himself. "I can't believe this is truly happening!"

He thought at first all of that to be nothing but a fantasy. Each time he closed his eyes he expected to appear back in the forest, right when he found the Bride Slug. It was the only explanation for what was going on. But after each blink, he was still there, jacking off his uncle and listening to his huffs getting louder with each stroke. It was real. Unbelievable. And real.

YongSeop shivered. He was loving each second, Bheni was sure of it. He probably wanted to do that for a long time but didn't dare to ask for it. Maybe Bheni wanted it too, it was hard to tell. But none of that mattered now. It was finally happening.

Bheni took some speed. He loved the wet, nasty sounds he made with each stroke. He enjoyed the changes in YongSeop's expression. He took deep breaths to fill his lungs with that salty scent. The blue dragon loved and enjoyed each second of it. And his uncle, who was loving it too, made sure to express it by giving him a long and messy kiss on his shy and tasty lips.

Not just the scent, but even the mucus was different. Bheni tasted it from YongSeop's lips, and quickly realized it was not the same as the other Bride Slug. He couldn't tell if that was the actual flavor or his mind playing a trick, but he tasted a strong and virile male, one covered in sweat after a long day of work, who just had a beer and a cigar. And for some reason, Bheni felt that was how his uncle tasted.

YongSeop moved Bheni's hand away and pushed his cock against the blue dragon's belly. With his mouth covered in purple slime, Bheni looked down and got an idea how deep Uncle's cock would reach if he dared to fuck him--needless to say, it would go very deep. However, instead of ravaging his nephew's ass, the Slug Dragon humped briefly against his belly before holding both cocks together with his hands. Bheni had no words to describe how threatened and excited he felt over the size difference between them. He couldn't contain a moan either after feeling not only both shafts touching each other but the strong grip around them too. When he looked up, YongSeop didn't return the gaze--it was fixated down below, with slime drooling out of his maw.

Without a warning, YongSeop started to jerk off both of them. Bheni began to huff, then moan, as his uncle took speed. How quickly he overpowered him. YongSeop was stronger, bigger, sexier--even his cock was above him. And the blue, nerdy dragon loved it. In some way, it reminded him of being inside the Bride Slug, unable to move or fight back, forced to surrender and enjoy the process. YongSeop was doing the same from the outside, and Bheni loved it more than the previous experience.

So much pre was coming out of their cocks, enough to fool anyone into thinking they had cum. It covered YongSeop's slimy hands, which just made the strokes even messier and noisier. But that's how Bheni loved it. He always strived for a messy orgasm in the privacy of his room, hoping to get his belly and chest covered in cum every time. And that's what YongSeop was looking to achieve too, judging by how fast he was jerking them off--and he was about to get there.

Bheni couldn't care less about the mucus as he held to his uncle, a shivering mess already. He threw his shame through the window and moaned from the top of his lungs, getting closer and closer to his climax. On the other hand, YongSeop growled instead, about to get there too. Bheni could feel it. His cock throbbed so hard, and his strokes became more erratic. He was trembling too, despite how hard he tried not to do so. He was about to cum. Just one stroke more...

The roar must have been heard through all the ship, that was for sure. It was so strong all the flasks in the lab resonated with it. And the orgasm was just as intense. Both dragons came together, shooting a massive load of thick, hot dragon seed all over their bellies and chests. YongSeop had to let go of both cocks to hold to the table, while Bheni grabbed from his Uncle's shoulders to stop himself from fainting. Their cocks continued covering them in cum, one shot after another, and all that seed quickly fell and made a puddle around their paws. It lasted an eternity.

The post-orgasm bliss was just as long as their climax. They stayed like that for over five minutes. None of them uttered a single word, only loud huffs in an effort to recover their breath. The soreness from being in the same position for so long didn't have an effect on them. Both dragons were too joyful to care about something as insignificant as pain.

Bheni gathered enough energy to move his head so he could look at his Uncle's face. He tried to say something but instead pushed his lips against YongSeop's. The Slug Dragon returned the kiss, just as both cocks slowly got hard once again.

Bheni made a mistake. He underestimated the King's powers. While he had his fun with YongSeop, the AI run an analysis of the mucus recollected. A proper inspection of the substance could have been enough for him to discover that it wasn't just a bunch of purple slime, but something even worse. Of course, his full attention was somewhere else, and the King made sure to block any possible warning that could distract him.

The mucus was the King, and it had a particularly strong ability to replicate. The AI, no matter how good it had been programmed, lacked the resources to stop the replication process. Bheni didn't hear the warnings. He never realized the mucus was spreading all over the system, infecting the entire ship. While uncle and nephew shared an intimate moment, the King began a merging process that, much to his surprise, wasn't so different than what he had done with many others before.

No one recorded the first time a living entity fused with a machine.

When the ship departed, Danny put his plan in motion. The pilot and mechanic knew his little brother would need better equipment to run all the tests needed to get YongSeop out of the King. They had everything and more at home. Danny put the ship on autopilot and went back to the cargo area to find a solution to the one little trouble they had.

Border security wouldn't allow any unregistered species to get into the planet. The crew of the Collector was forced to give all the details and allow an inspection of any specimen captured before being allowed to land on the planet. It was a strict yet understandable policy, even when the process was long and tedious.

And that was their problem. A fusion between a dragon and a Bride Slug. They would take uncle away to run tests on him, and Danny was sure they wouldn't see him again after that. To make it worse, he and Bheni were at risk too--because of the Confederacy policies, any type of interaction with a parasitic entity had to be reported and the ship must stay either on land or orbiting the planet where the accident happened in order to prevent any further infection.

Bheni was working on something for them, but YongSeop would need something different. Danny had an idea on how to trick the scanners at the Border, but for that, he would need to make some modifications to one containment unit. He already knew what to do, and had more than enough time to do so. It was an old but still useful trick used by poachers and smugglers. While he wasn't sure if it would work with YongSeop, it was worth a shot.

There were some pieces he needed to remove from outside and from the upper part inside the containment unit, some rewiring, and a couple of changes on the AI. It would be a bitch to repair the unit after that, although that might give them some time to stay at home and relax. They needed some rest after that mission. Everything was so... bizarre.

Even after he began the modification, Danny had a bad time focusing. He thought his clothes were to blame, considering he wasn't used to wearing them--at least the trousers--on the ship. So the red dragon undressed completely, under the excuse that Bheni and YongSeop were away and he didn't want to get his clothes dirty.

Unfortunately, being naked didn't change anything. The memory of his experience with the Bride Slug was still fresh in his mind. He put his attention on the task ahead, but every blink brought him back to those moments in the forest, with him laying on top of the Bride Slug and Bheni, and his cock slowly making its way in.

Danny pressed his face against the glass. His cock was getting hard again. He would expect to feel ok being away from Uncle. He thought the pheromones were to blame for his arousal at the Briefing Room and that being away from him should be enough for the effect to stop. The cargo area had been already cleaned out too, so he couldn't blame that either. Danny was too ashamed to admit the reality: he loved what he did with Bheni and wanted nothing else but to repeat it.

Completely naked inside the containment unit, Danny went over and over again on what happened. The Bride Slug provoked him a huge pleasure, yes. But what he really loved were Bheni's expressions and the feeling of both cocks rubbing against each other. He wanted to go through that again.

The moans coming from the lab didn't help him either. He imagined Bheni and YongSeop together, doing exactly what they did on land. His mind told him to go to the lab and join them. Have some fun together rubbing and squeezing and licking and stroking each other out. He never imagine he would be having that type of thought, yet there he was.

Unlike his brother, Danny didn't waste time trying to find a logical answer or fighting an unstoppable feeling. The red pilot surrendered immediately to those fantasies. He dropped his tools and focused on his throbbing cock, from which a string of pre was already hanging from the tip. His right hand closed around its girth, while the left one began to rub and squeeze his pecs. His fingers played carefully around the tip, giving it a massage while using the pre as a lubricant. He pressed his legs together and whined softly, as he didn't dare to moan as loud as his brother and Uncle did up there.

Danny arched his back and bit down his lip while his strokes got faster. His mind played the memory of what he did on repeat, focusing on how good it was to rub both cocks together. The layer between them was so thin he felt each throb from Bheni's cock. One throb after another following the same pace. His pace. Danny's pace.

Absorbed in his fantasy, the dragon didn't notice when the containment unit closed on its own nor when it activated. It was too late by the time he opened up his eyes and saw the rubber tentacles coming down to him. The flexible arms--usually used to restrain violent creatures and take samples--went quickly around his wrists and ankles, then around his waist to keep him still. It happened so suddenly Danny only reacted right after the grip had been sealed around him.

"Computer, deactivate containment unit 3!" Danny commanded immediately. Despite knowing how useless it was, he struggled against the bindings. The material was flexible enough that it didn't hurt him, but it also provided a stronger grip.

Seconds passed and he didn't notice a change, so he repeated the order, this time more desperately. "Deactivate containment unit 3! Now!"

But again, nothing happened. It couldn't be a malfunction or the AI would have told him already. What worried him was the lack of an answer. It shouldn't take so long. That was not a malfunction.

"Stupid piece of trash!" The dragon roared as he put all his effort into breaking free from his binding. But those arms had been built to restrain beasts stronger than him. Danny had no chance.

"Danny, I suggest you save your energies. You seem to be aware of how strong those arms are," the AI finally said in that female voice that came from default.

"What do you mean by that? Release me immediately!" Danny commanded, looking at the top of the unit's door.

"I'm afraid I can't do that right now. It would be better for you to stop fighting and relax. I'm not looking to hurt you."

"What...? Afraid?"

"Despite how threatening these artifacts might look, the experience shouldn't be any different from what I've seen in the records."

Something was odd. The way it talked, sound more personal, almost like... a person. The AI had a certain degree of personality, yes, but what Danny heard was different from what he programmed. The choice of words, and the way it constructed the sentence. Danny didn't want to ask the obvious, but he had no other choice.

"... who are you?" He muttered.

At first, nothing happened. Not a single word came from the AI. Instead, two more arms came from around him. One had a suction cup, the other a long and smooth metallic probe. They used those tools to get some... specific samples and studies. Danny immediately had a bad feeling about what would happen next.

"This is new to me. Words. I have communicated through images and thoughts so far. But I see why your kind prefers this type of communication."

"You're the King..."

He didn't need confirmation. Danny was sure it was him. The same creature that merged with YongSeop had now taken control of the ship. But how? And why? He never heard of a living creature fusing with a machine--not naturally, at least. What was going on at that precise moment was a unique event, one from which he lacked understanding.

"So that's what you prefer to call me? I can't say that's not my name, for I have none. But your definition for that title fits with my position among the other Bride Slugs, so I'll stick to it."

"What do you want?"

Danny was trying not to lose his mind. The two new arms were hovering next to him, waiting for an order. In his position, he knew there was no way for him to stop them. Keeping calm was his one and only choice right then.

"YongSeop made it clear already. But I can understand if this is still complicated to you."

"Control the entire universe doesn't sound complicated," the red dragon spat. A cheeky, defiant attitude wouldn't help his case, but that was an attitude he couldn't control whenever he came with someone above him. The only authority he respected was his Uncle.

"While yes, I do have the capabilities to achieve such a task, it's not my goal. I beg your pardon if my approach has given any of you the wrong idea," then, the voice changed to the masculine variant still saved in the system. "Perhaps this tone makes you feel more comfortable."

So he had that level of control? Fuck, now more than ever he wanted Bheni to be down there with him so he could come up with an explanation. But Danny was sure the King cut all communications. If he could alter the AI's program, he had total control over the ship.

Then it hit him. The way it talked. He wouldn't expect a sentient alien being to act with such politeness. Hell, he wasn't even used to finding it in his own kind. And if he had truly wanted to hurt him, he could have done it already. Instead, the grip around his body loosened a little, making movements more comfortable. The King wanted a chance to talk, and Danny, although doubtful, accepted his request.

"Then... what's your plan?"

"Judging by the records, you seem to be aware that my species is being hunted by what you call poachers. You understand what it means to us. I look for nothing but safety for my kind. After watching into YongSeop's memories, I believe I can find that in your planet. It's easy for us to blend in and live peacefully."

"And why should I trust you? How can I be sure you won't betray us?"

"You already have doubts about giving me up. That's why you're fixing this unit. You know I'm not looking to hurt you. If my intention was to take over your planet, I could have done that a long time ago."

He was right. The Bride Slug was discovered almost 5 years ago and yet nothing had happened. Maybe he was really a creature looking to survive. Danny couldn't judge him for crossing certain lines--he could have done the same in his place. But being willed to help him wasn't enough. And even with the little evidence provided, Danny needed to take into consideration other things.

"The Confederacy had a strict policy about introducing new species into the planet. If by any chance they discover an increase in the Bride Slug population, they would allow a hunt on your species."

"I'll keep a low profile, as you say. And with the use of your seed, you can keep track of us."

"My seed...?" Danny frowned, then he saw the arm carrying the probe moving behind him.

"In exchange for your help, I will agree on being tracked by you three. If you believe I'm doing something wrong, you can act any way you want."

"Ok, yes, that's...!" He yipped. The probe had been already lubricated and was now teasingly pressing the tip against his hole. "I believe we can discuss it. I don't mind giving you my seed."

"Your method is slow and inefficient. This way I will get up to the last drip of seed from your member. Don't worry, I'll help you feel more comfortable."

Right after he said that the containment unit released a colorless gas. Usually, it put the creature inside to sleep, but Danny recognized the smell and realized the King was using his pheromones. The effect was instantaneous, and even when the dragon tried not to breathe it, just being inside the unit was enough to put him in the mood. His cock--which had lost its firmness over the conversation--became rigid again, and his muscles relaxed until the restraints were no longer needed but to keep him standing still. The big brute didn't resist and fall quickly into the spell again.

Danny was still conscious of what was going on, but his lust stopped him from saying no. After all, he wanted pleasure more than anything in the world.

"You... you rascal..." he huffed. The dragon could no longer breathe through his nose. He was feeling hot inside. Dizzy. Anxious. It wasn't anything like what happened with Bheni. This was worse. The bigger and stronger dose of pheromones had a more intense effect. Danny understood why Uncle accepted so willingly to merge with him.

The probe went it easily. Danny stretched his legs and squeezed his hole around the cold piece of metal, but that didn't stop his progress. Inch after inch, the device invaded his body, placed just at the right angle to press his prostate in the way. Danny was already drooling as he felt the cold dildo reaching deeper than any other male with whom he had fuck till that day. It didn't make sense that the King used it--if he wanted his seed, the suction cup was enough. Through the lusty thoughts, one idea managed to make it through.

"Y-you're... you're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"There are many species who have sex for pleasure."

And with that said, the second arm moved down and his cock went into the suction cup. The device was built to simulate a vaginal canal with inner walls of a material similar to flesh and a small engine that would vibrate and squeeze around the subject's cock--Bheni tried to describe it as detailed and advanced as possible while Danny joked about it being a fancy fleshlight. It did fulfill its purpose, and the red dragon secretly wanted to try it at least once.

Now that it was happening, he confirmed it was nothing but a fancy fleshlight, superior in every single element. With a dumb smile on his face, his body reacted on its own and humped the device, pushing the rest of his cock inside the tight entrance. The walls closed at the right pressure, causing Danny to moan as loud as possible--sounds that didn't make it through the thick glass.

It felt like the real thing. Warm, tight, wet. His cock fit perfectly as if it had been made with him in mind. The pleasure it caused made him forget momentarily of the dildo inserted inside him. He wanted to take the damn thing and just fuck it until he broke it, but the arms holding his wrists tightened the grip as soon as he made a sudden move. He was forced to stay still and enjoy.

"I'm sorry, Danny. This might be a little too complex to my own taste, but I like to do this on my own," the King said, and Danny understood he was still in command.

Well, it didn't matter. Even if the scenario wasn't the same, that's what he wanted: being under the control of the creature, unable to move or resist, "forced" to go through that strange breeding process. Bheni went through that. It was Danny's turn. So when he struggled, he did so just to fulfill that fantasy. Because he was loving it even before it began.

The fleshlight began a stroking movement while the inner walls squeezed his cock rhythmically. On the other end, the dildo vibrated at the lowest speed possible while it fucked Danny's hole slow and steady. In theory, those features weren't actually needed for the devices to fulfill their task--Danny, of course, was glad they worked that way. The pace used was excellent for him: a slow increase in speed that went almost unnoticed over the pleasure.

He didn't feel it when he was picked from the ground. The soft material had to tighten the grip to do so but it didn't hurt him at all. All the contrary, it reinforced his fantasy: the containment unit was the King and the arms the squishy flesh all around him. Danny struggled in the same way he imagined Bheni did, wiggling his arms and legs as much as his restraints allowed him. And he loved each grain of effort he put into "fighting" that monster.

The King realized the intentions behind his struggle and gave him more of what he wanted. The arms wrapped even more around his body, and they squeezed his body in a way that emulated the way his own insides throbbed during the mating process.

The dragon was speechless. He was living a dream that surpassed any fantasy and experience he had in his life. He, a mighty dragon, was completely helpless against a much more fearsome creature. He was being used, dominated, humiliated, and he couldn't ask for more. The fleshlight and the dildo were doing an excellent job, but the entire fantasy was what pushed him closer to his climax.

"You could have this every day of your life," the King said. His voice, however, didn't come from any speaker but from inside his head. "You could enjoy this pleasure over and over and over again."

He knew what he was looking for. It was dangerous yet Danny couldn't resist his offer. That kind of pleasure. The joy of being dominated. How could he refuse such a thing? Only moans came from his drooling maw, but he nodded in response to what the King suggested. It didn't matter what he wanted anyway. He had no control. The King could just continue that session for hours until Danny lost his mind due to the pleasure. And even if that would happen, Danny wouldn't care.

The dildo went on faster, pressing his prostate with each thrust. His cock throbbed hard inside the fleshlight, already reaching its limit. He didn't want any of that to stop and at the same time, he was ready to experience the climax of a lifetime. In his mind he was begging for both things, hoping the King would listen to his pleas.

Whether if he did or not, Danny didn't get a verbal answer. Instead, he got a dildo reaching deep into his ass, hitting the right spot to cause him to cum immediately. All his body went stiff as he roared in pleasure and shoot his huge load right into the fleshlight, a device that wasn't built to absorb an amount of cum so absurd that it quickly overflow and burst out of it, covering Danny in his own hot seed. The pleasure he wanted so badly became too much for him to handle, and the red dragon fainted even before his cock stopped shooting cum. But he did so with a smile of satisfaction that neither Bheni nor YongSeop could remember seeing on him after they found him.

Both brothers were an absolute mess. Bheni was covered in mucus. Danny was sweaty and his hips were sticky from all his cum. With the effect of the pheromones finally ending, now the two dragons went back to their original embarrassment, which now included looking away from YongSeop, who was waiting in silence in his spot in the Briefing Room. None of them could find what to say at that precise moment.

Putting an end to the awkward silence was not an easy task, but Bheni knew it was his task. With a heavy sigh, the blue dragon put both arms over the silver table and shared looks with the other two members of his family.

"There's a lot more I have to study now."

"I'm sorry if this becomes a hassle to you, Bheni," the King replied from above.

"Not a hassle, it's just a lot to take if I gotta be honest. You fused not only with the ship's computer, but the AI too. We've never seen that before."

"I can understand your surprise, but wary not, I won't use this against you."

"You should worry more about yourself. You just got more interesting."

"Don't forget to mention that might complicate things when we reach the border," Danny finally decided to speak.

"I have learned all that I need about this ship and its capabilities. I believe we can work something out to fool the scanners," the King's tone didn't change.

They looked at Danny, who was the one who knew the ship even more than YongSeop.

"Huh... well, I guess it's possible. The trick with the containment unit won't work anymore, but I heard some old model shields can absorb a lot of radiation, which blocks the scanners. Although that would cause someone to board the ship to run an inspection," the red dragon looked worried. He knew that would run an alarm, there was no way a trained inspector wouldn't notice the hoax.

YongSeop, however, proved him wrong. He stood up and took a deep breath. The details of his male body began to disappear, turning back into a squishy shapeless creature. He held his arms against his chest, and those also disappeared inside the flesh, and so did his legs, which reduced his height and forced him to get on the floor.

"I can go back to the slug form anytime. This should trick him into thinking I'm a normal Bride Slug."

Both Bheni and Danny stood up and approached. They were surprised at how easy he transformed--especially Bheni, who had seen him go through that process already. That sexy body was gone and all that was left was the same slug in which the blue dragon rested before. Needless to say, both brothers had a pang of jealousy.

"Don't worry, it's not that uncomfortable," YongSeop continued, wrongfully reading the expressions on his nephews.

Danny shook his head and looked up at his brother. "I mean... that might work. It's worth a shot, right?"

"Not like we have another choice, we're about to get there. Let's get Uncle inside the unit and clean ourselves," Bheni said.

And so they put their desperate plan in motion. In a hurry, Danny and Bheni cleaned all the remains of cum and mucus from the ship, then took a thorough bath to ensure there was nothing on them that could raise an alarm when the inspector boarded the ship. Bheni managed to synthesize a remedy that would reduce drastically the level of pheromones still in their system.

In the end, and with Uncle inside the containment unit, two naked brothers waited inside the cockpit as the border approached in the distance, each on one seat. Danny looked constantly at Bheni, the brother who, as far as he knew, was way too uncomfortable with the nudity. When he noticed his looks, Bheni just rolled his eyes and sighed.

"After what we've been through, you could jerk off in front of me and I wouldn't care."

Danny studied his brother in silence for a moment before spreading his legs. With a smile, he held his balls and shook his cock a little.

"Is that a challenge?" He asked, giving Bheni a defiant smirk.

The blue dragon looked at him from the corner of his eye. Then, in a swift move, he threw his hand over Danny's cock and squeezed it, rubbing the tip with one finger.

"You know, Uncle's cock was pretty big. Why don't we find out if you can beat him? I bet you're more sensitive than he."

Danny huffed. It was the first time he saw his brother being so upfront and aggressive. Could he blame the King's aura for that? Or maybe he did change after that experience. Well, he wouldn't mind finding out. And judging by how quickly his cock got hard, it wouldn't mind either.

An alarm interrupted before any of them could take it further.

"We're approaching the border, Danny. I suggest you get ready," the King said.

"Party pooper," Danny sighed. He looked forward and saw the giant metallic ring in the distance.

"It does sound more alive than the AI. I could get used to that," Bheni admitted.

"For a creature that spent his entire life using non-verbal language, you surely got used to words very quickly," the red dragon addressed the King while putting on a white tank top.

"It's more convenient and easy to understand. Don't blame me for your lack of understanding."

"... did a space slug just call me an idiot?" He muttered.

Bheni only shrugged before leaving the cockpit to get dressed.

A couple of minutes later, they reached the border. The station had been constructed to resemble a giant ring with a diameter of 1KM. The outer side of the had more than 20 docking stations, most of them already occupied. The sight of dozens of small jets hovering next to the station at several points made Danny shiver, as he knew the pilots were allowed to shoot down any ship that didn't follow protocol.

As it get closer, the ship went into autopilot and Danny saw how it got closer and closer to the station. Usually, ships only went through it and were allowed entrance if they didn't find anything unusual. In the Collector's case, it wouldn't be necessary for them to dock in the station--or at least that's what Danny expected. Otherwise, they were fucked.

Danny crossed his fingers as they went through and...

"Central to Collector. We are detecting abnormalities in your ship. Our scanner isn't receiving back any data."

"This is the Collector's pilot. It seems our shield suffered an overload due to radiation. We couldn't purge the system on time," Danny replied through the radio.

"I understand. We'll be sending an inspector to check on your ship. I will also need a manifest."

"We're just carrying alien creatures for research. I'll be sending you the file with the details."

Good thing he didn't forge that one. Fake documents were a little harder and not his specialty.

Danny helped the inspector with the standard docking procedure and left the cockpit to receive him. Bheni was already in the cargo area. His usual attire was hidden under his white lab coat. And YongSeop was a happy giant slug inside his crystal cell.

"I was checking something," Bheni began as soon as Danny stood next to him. "Apparently the King's mucus has other properties. Besides what we have seen so far, it seems to...," Bheni looked down and saw Danny's cock half erect. "Put on some pants!"

"You said you didn't mind."

"I don't! The inspector, you idiot!"

But it was too late. The door before them opened and Danny shrugged with a careless expression. Bheni did nothing but sigh and mumble something Danny couldn't hear over the sound of the door reaching the end.

A tall, slender fox walked in. Dressed in blue overalls and a belt from which several tools hanged, he was reading the manifest Danny sent--particularly small for a small ship, but he had seen worse. He was whistling a song Danny wasn't familiar with, but Bheni recognized it immediately and whistled alongside him in a lower tone.

"Ok, this says you are carrying a Bride Slug. It seems that's..." he stopped immediately after looking up from his tablet.

"What? Never seen a dragon's junk before?" Danny asked when the fox's stare didn't move away from his crotch.

Caught in the act but not ready to admit his fault, the fox cleared his throat and turned his face in a different direction--although he continued staring from the corner of his eye.

However, the sight of the creature inside the containment unit managed to catch his full attention. It's size. The shape. Those vibrant colors. It had to be the creature they were looking for. An odd specimen full of secrets and possibilities. A unique creature for which the Confederacy would pay a huge sum of credits just so they could put their hands on it. The fox smiled widely. His tablet fell from his hands as he approached the containment unit, already seeing a bright future ahead of him.

The King rose. And the crystal door opened. And five tentacles were shot from his chest, pulling the fox immediately inside the unit with him. And just like that, he disappeared inside the mucus.

"Holy fuck!" Danny yelled.

Bheni only gasped in fear, watching the creature get even bigger. The shape of the inspector was visible against the slimy skin. He twirled around, like someone trying to get out of a very tight sleeping bag. And the more he squirmed, the tighter its prison became. Unlike their own experiences, what they witnessed was gruesome--it made them question if it was or would be like that for them too. The fox's movements became more desperate as the King grew in size to hold both bodies inside him. The tightness reached a point where even YongSeop's body was visible and holding the fox to keep him still.

Things were even worse for the naive inspector. He snapped out of the quick illusion the Bride Slug created for him just to find himself being swallowed by the creature. He caught a quick glimpse of the two dragons, equally surprised and terrified before everything turned black.

At first, all he could do was squirm, trying to get out of there. Something heavy and warm had covered him from head to toe. It was like moving across the mud. But with each move he took, the substance became heavier, hindering him even more. He then felt like sinking--but physically, but mentally. It was hard to explain. The sounds faded. His struggle felt strange, weak. He was getting sleepy. Until someone grabbed him.

The fox blinked, and he was before a giant slug. The creature leaned forward and dripped slime over him so quickly he couldn't get it out of his naked body. It made a puddle around him that swallowed his paws and started to creep up. He couldn't walk away, he was completely stuck. Unlike the brother, he felt no excitement, no pleasure, just fear for his life. He was about to be devoured by an alien creature and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

"Listen to me," a male voice called him suddenly. It was potent and masculine, but also familiar and calm. "This is not what you think it is."

The fox couldn't reply. When he looked up, he realized the voice was coming from the giant slug. It terrified him. Frozen as he was, the slime quickly covered his body.

"I am not what you think I am."

His voice. It sank into his mind. It echoed inside his head. The fox tried to ignore it but it was too late. And the slime continued moving upwards.

"I am not going to hurt you. But you must leave this ship. And tell everyone that I am not what you think I am."

He felt small. Weak. Insignificant. And that massive creature was showing mercy. It could crush him. It could devour him. It could destroy him. Yet it showed mercy. A smile of gratitude appeared on his face as the fox embraced the slime in which he was sinking in. Deeper and deeper and deeper, until he could no longer see the light.

"Now... say it."

"You are not what I think you are."

Just like the King absorbed it, it pushed the fox out of him. The tentacles left him some feet away, covered in shiny purple slime that slowly started to come out of his body. The movement was so sudden it made a splash sound when they got separated, and the King quickly returned to his normal size. The inspector didn't say nor move at first. His face didn't return an expression when Bheni and Danny approached him. The brothers shared a concerned look, knowing that might have fucked up everything. But right before they went into panic, the fox blinked, and his expression softened until a smile grew on his face.

"It looks like you caught a normal slug and not your target."

None of them knew what to say at first. They just nodded in silence. Danny was the first one to talk after a brief pause.

"Yeah... I think we got a wrong lead...?"

"It seems so. That happens. I will report this to my superior. Please wait until we give you clearance."

And with that, he left. They tried to stop him after watching all the slime still covering his uniform. However, the substance left his body on its own, leaving no trace even on the clothes. The inspector came and left with his uniform impeccable, and the brothers were out of words after all they just witnessed. It happened so quickly, then he stayed inside the King for an eternity, and now he was gone.

"That should do the trick," the King said through a speaker after the fox boarded his vessel.

"You know what? I'm not dealing with this right now," Danny claimed, holding both arms in the air and going back to the cockpit to help with the disengagement procedure.

"I believe you want to study this further," the King asked him.

"We'll have plenty of time at home to do so."

Some minutes later, Danny received clearance and they left the station. YongSeop waited until it was safe to get back to his anthropomorphic shape, pushing his limbs out as if he was getting inside a latex suit. His knees complained after being in for so long in the same position, and his arms felt a little stiff. He made his way towards the cockpit while the rest of his squishy body switched to his female shape.

He found his nephews there as Danny piloted over the planet. For a moment, YongSeop experienced the joy the King felt after seeing the planet. The Slug Dragon smiled with gratitude.

"There's a lot still to discover, but I think we'll be able to do it in peace now," Bheni sighed. "I just hope this doesn't backfire on us."

"We'll be fine. The worst part is already over," Danny let out a long yawn. "I don't know you, but I could use a power nap of 10 or 12 hours."

"What happens now, it's up to you," YongSeop finished, placing his slimy hands over his nephew's shoulders as they watched the King's new home.