Creature
"What is that? Some kind of big lizard?"
"I've no idea... I guess it looks like a lizard, yeah, but--"
"It's smooth - no scales."
"Exactly. And it stands on two legs too, look."
The small, green creature had retreated back into James' backpack when the two humans started looming over it. He knocked it over and the creature rolled out onto the tabletop, ending up flat on its smooth, white-streaked belly. It covered its eyes with its little hands and began to shake and whimper.
"James, you idiot," scowled Ann, "don't be so rough with the little guy!" She leaned in to pet it, but James tapped her hand away and laughed.
"Haha, it's just messing with you! Come on, get up."
"Messing with me? What are you-- oh!" All of a sudden, the creature flipped upright, spun around and struck a pose with a mischievous grin on its face. Ann was startled speechless. James just rolled his eyes.
"You're such a damn show-off!"
Chris wandered into the dining hall not yet fully awake, as usual, with his tie draped lazily over his shoulders and his school shirt half-open. His first priority was a stimulating can of coke from the vending machine, but Dumpy Lunchlady #3 was still restocking it for the day so he'd have to sit down somewhere and wait. But where? With Ann and her nerdy brother, who appear to be huddled over a backpack laughing their butts off? Or completely alone at any of the other tables in the nearly-deserted room? It took a sec, but his dopey morning-brain took the obvious choice.
"Hey-- Whoa, what's that?" The creature on the table was disco dancing.
"We don't know, it kinda looks like Yoshi though..." James realized what he was saying and just how much of a sad geek it made him sound, but it was already too late and he turned away, blushing. Ann smiled at Chris apologetically and corrected him.
"It's the cutest little lizard in the world, of course!"
"Riiight." It stopped twirling around and stared at him, sizing him up. "Who found it? And where?"
"I found it," replied James, "last night on the way home. It just... dropped right in front of me."
"Dropped from what, a tree?" James just shrugged and got back to playing with his pet. Chris turned to Anna, who shrugged as well. The bell rang and they left for registration.
James messed around with his shiny green companion all day, introducing it to his classmates and chatting to it instead of working. He tried to feed it bits of everyone's food at lunchtime, but it wouldn't even try anything.
"You have to eat something," he pleaded, waving pizza crust at it. The creature just pulled a face at it and carried on entertaining people with its antics. "...or maybe you don't?"
After lunch, it curled up in James' bag for a nap that lasted until they got home. That evening, at about half past 7, James was in his room "doing homework" (that is, idling around, doing anything but homework), when a familiar green head popped up on his desk. He couldn't help but smile.
"Hey, you! Did you have a good sleep?" It squeaked in approval. Just then, he noticed the thick trail of grey-green slime it had left behind, from his backpack on the floor, up the chair leg and across the desk to where it stood. He jumped up in shock - "What the hell?! That's disgusting! What is this stuff?" Grabbing some tissues, he started wiping it off the chair. The creature just watched him, unmoving. The goo was seeping out of its rubbery skin, pooling at its feet. Accumulating slowly, but getting quicker. He looked up to scold it for the mess, but as their eyes met it squeaked and pounced at him, grasping at his shirt. He recoiled and fell backwards onto the chair, then watched it climb up to perch on his shoulder. All the way, it sweated out more and more slime all over him.
With the initial surprise over, James chuckled and stood up, whispering to the creature:
"Thanks for ruining my school shirt, you little ass!" It slowly leaned over and pressed its face to his cheek affectionately, depositing some of the mystery substance, which dribbled down his face. It was warm and smelled slightly sweet. "Seriously though, what the hell are you doing? Does this mean you're hungry? Are you hurt? Are you shitting all over me? Give me a clue!" It made a quiet growling noise and gestured down towards James' belly. "Ok, so you're hungry." The slime made his hands slip over its slick little body at first, but he managed to pick the creature up off his shoulder. Then, he made a dash for the bathroom, trying not to make any more of a mess. He dropped it in the sink, instructing it to stay there while he got some food.
It hadn't seemed interested in anything at all that lunchtime, so without an idea of what to get, James decided to grab some bread, a glass of water and a candy bar and to hope for the best. On the way back, he walked into Ann.
"Hey, what happened to you?"
"What do you mean, sis?"
"Uh, it looks like Godzilla sneezed on you." She smiled at her lame joke. "Is the lizard thing making a mess?"
"No - well, yeah. Just a bit. I'm gonna get changed once I feed it."
"Will that stuff wash out...?" He just shrugged. "Good luck with that, then." She passed him, heading for the stairs.
"Thanks..." he muttered under his breath, and re-entered the bathroom. The green thing was pacing around the sink, impatiently. "Alright, here's some bread and junk. I need some fresh clothes, I won't be a sec." It sniffed at the food as he left for his bedroom.
James closed his door, took off his shirt and dropped it on his chair, exposing his slightly scrawny 17 year-old physique. Then, he dropped his black trousers and removed his socks to leave only his briefs. He ran his hand around their lining and cursed silently when his fingers found moisture.
"Damn," he thought, "it soaked right through." As he began to pull them down as well, he heard a quiet rustle and a muffled grunt from the hallway. Suddenly the creature, almost completely flattened to the floor, pushed itself through the gap under the bedroom door. James gasped in surprise and was just a little embarrassed to have been caught with his briefs at his knees and his flaccid dick out in the open. His pet didn't seem to mind, though - clear of the door, it took a running jump at James and hit his upper leg with a wet slap, knocking him backwards onto his bed. Unable to move, speak or even think out of total shock, he watched it slither up to his crotch, lie down and slowly, gently, rub its whole body against his cock, covering it in slime. It rubbed up and down, over and over, hugging it with its little hands and stroking his balls with its slick, fat tail.
The erotic sensations immersed James immediately - without a chance to protest, he closed his eyes, leaned back and let his dick stiffen and grow in the creature's grasp. He was quickly erect, at a fair size - almost as long as the green creature itself, who too was getting excited, letting out strange little noises and exuding its strange slime at twice the rate. It hugged the dick; rubbed it and squeezed it in all the right places, sending waves of pleasure up James' body. Pretty soon, a drop of precum formed at the tip.
"Wait, what's going on here?!" he thought, frantically sitting up, reaching down to grab the thing that had gotten the jump on him. That had come on to him so suddenly, with such force, that he'd been completely dumbstruck. As his open hand approached, expertly and without stopping or looking up at all the creature yanked one of the fingers down and away, pulling the hand to rest on the human's balls. At the same time, it opened its mouth and licked up the precum from the head of his cock in one slow, lazy movement of its hot, sticky tongue. James was unable to resist such a deft counterattack - he sank back into the sea of sensations washing over his body without another word and teased his sack while the creature licked the tip of his penis again and again. It opened its mouth as wide as it could and lowered down to completely engulf the head. James moaned in ecstasy and smeared the creature's slime all over his stomach; it suckled on his dick, massaging it with its mouth and lapping at the tip with its tongue, pushing him ever closer to the edge. Closer, closer!
His fists clenched, his cock throbbed, his thoughts blissfully melted away and James finally spurted his seed down the hungry alien's throat. It sucked as hard as it could and didn't miss a drop while the human buckled and grunted underneath. All too soon, the experience was over and James relaxed with a satisfied sigh. He smiled and fell asleep. The little green thing on his stomach just waited for something to happen...
The next morning, shortly after the alarm clock would have gone off if he'd remembered to set it, James reluctantly woke up for another day of school. Midway through sleepily putting on his uniform, he realized that his shirt was still covered in slime... or at least, it should have been; actually, it was completely dry. So was the bed. And the chair.
"Did you do this?" he whispered to the creature. He didn't know where it was, but he could hear it breathing, probably sleeping. James finished getting dressed and looked around for his little friend. It didn't take long to find it, sleeping in his school bag like the day before. He zipped it up halfway and went downstairs, where Ann was waiting to walk with him to school.
Chris smacked the side of the vending machine as hard as he could manage so early in the day.
"Noo! Come ON!"
"Hey! What are you doing?!" Dumpy Lunchlady #1 waddled out from behind the service counter, face bright red with rage.
"It ate my money."
"Yeah right, get away!"
"But I have no more--"
"Do you know how expensive those things are? Just leave it alone." Chris scratched his head and considered a retort, but fortunately, Ann walked in before he could get himself into trouble.
"Hey Chris!"
"Hi! How's it going? Finished that essay yet?"
"Ugh, don't mention that."
"Hi, Chris!" Oh, the nerdy brother was there as well.
"Yeah, hi..." Suddenly, the green lizard thing poked its head out of the bag.
"Ah, good morning!" said James, setting the bag down on a table. When he unzipped it, the creature didn't move; it just stared at Chris. Ann waved a hand in front of its face.
"Hellooo? Is there something wrong with him?"
"Him?" James blushed.
"Yeah, it seems like a 'him', I dunno why."
"N- No, I think it's a 'her'..."
"Hmm. No, I disagree. What do you think, Chris?" Chris was staring back at the creature and not really listening. She sighed. "Well, we should decide now; it feels sort of... cruel, I guess, to keep calling him 'it'."
"I don't know," James spluttered, blushing so hard it was practically audible, "'it' would be more accurate, since it doesn't have any uhhh... you know."
"Rubbish. Chris, are you siding with me or James?" This was an unfair question and she knew it.
"I side with Ann."
"Excellent. Are you Ok with that?" She stepped in front of the creature, ending the staring contest. He shrugged, nonchalant, and jumped out of the bag. "Next you'll need a name..."
"Has he gotten bigger?" Chris wondered aloud. James took his head out of his hands and had a look.
"I didn't notice before, but... yeah, I guess. A little."
"How big do you think they get?"
"I have no idea."
As the sun went down that evening, James heard a familiar rustling that signified the end of nap time.
"Finally!" he laughed. He'd taken out a library book in the afternoon and forgot to take it out of his bag before the creature settled down. He took out the book and the lizard and set them both down on the bed with a sigh. "You don't think you're a guy, right? I mean, last night..." The creature yawned and stretched. "Well?" No response.
The creature blinked and shuddered. His skin started to glisten.
"Are you...?" James whispered, nervous but excited. He checked the clock: 7:28 PM. The creature nodded as a drop of that strange substance ran down its chest. "So... do you want to...?" As forceful as he'd been about getting what he wanted the night before, James expected the little guy to jump at the offer, but he seemed reluctant. "Oh. So, ummm..." The creature looked around the room for a while, then turned to James, smiled unconvincingly and darted for the bedroom window.
"W- Wait!" It was too late; the window was open and the lizard jumped out. "No! Come back!" James raced downstairs to chase after him, but by the time he got outside, his pet... his friend was gone.
He'd only been around a couple of days, so the people at school were more disappointed than sympathetic. Ann was slightly upset. James was devastated. Despite his absence, they decided to give him a name like Ann had promised. Chris jokingly suggested 'Lizard', but James was too depressed to dismiss it, so it stuck. He convinced himself of a new reason for Lizard's departure every day, from 'I did something wrong' to 'I wasn't good enough' to 'he didn't like me' to 'he didn't like the taste of me'.
A week later, on the way to school, James and Ann heard the screech-thud of a minor car crash nearby.
"Whoa! Come on James, we should go see what happened!"
"No, we'll be late for school." came the monotonous response.
"What? They might need help or something."
"Someone else is probably there already."
"Ugh, just come on."
She dragged him around the corner to where someone had lost control and hit a parked car. No-one had been hurt - the driver was in the street, shouting at a witness.
"What do you mean you didn't see it? It was right there, I would have hit it if I hadn't turned! No, I don't know what it was! Some kind of big green thing!" On cue, James instantly became interested. He looked around frantically for any trace of his little green friend.
"Lizard! Are you here? Come out, Lizard, please!"
"You know," interrupted Ann, "he's not going to respond to that name. He doesn't even know it's his." James shot her a deadly look. "I- I'm just saying...!"
James caught a green flash out of the corner of his eye. Lizard, now the size of a small dog, jumped on top of a garden wall and struck a pose.
"Lizard! It's really you!" Lizard waved to the humans, who came running over. "Lizard! Where have you been?" The creature squeaked excitedly and jerked his arms all around. "You've been all over the place, huh? I suppose you've... oh..." James' heart sank as he finally figured out why he'd left. What he'd been doing at 7:28 PM every day, in different places, with different people. "You've gotten pretty big, heh. I don't think you'll even fit in my backpack anymore. Is that what you do it for? To get bigger?"
"James, what are you talking about?"
"...Never mind."
"Hey, since he ran away you've been shuffling about, being all depressed. Now he's back and you're talking crap! What's the matter? Why aren't you happy to see your friend?"
"I- It's hard to explain..."
"There it is, look! Quick, look over there!" The driver of the crashed car was pointing and flailing around. Ann grabbed Lizard and ran away, James following close behind. "Hey, stop! Come back!! You bastards!!"
Whirr, clank. Success! For the first time in over a week, Chris managed to get a can out of that damn machine!
"Oh yeah! Take that, technology!" He pulled the tab and took a triumphant gulp of the sweet nectar inside. "Mmm yesss, that was... well, not really as satisfying as I expected." Just then, Ann ran into the dining hall, laughing hard and carrying Lizard. Her mopey nerdy brother came in soon after.
"Chris! Guess what we found!" Ann panted.
"Yeah, congrats guys! Today's a good day already. Have some coke, I'm going to the toilet." He put his can on the table and left. Noticing James has just about recovered from all the running, Ann handed him Lizard.
"Here, you two were in the middle of making up."
"But, ungh..." James wasn't expecting him to be so much heavier than before. He squeaked and looked into James' eyes, as if to apologize. "You seem so sincere..."
Lizard stretched out and hugged him deeply.
"I- I guess I... Aww, Lizard. I'm just happy you're back!" James returned the hug, but just as he was starting to believe it, Lizard pushed away. "What is it now?" The creature wriggled out of his grip and landed on the table. He gestured to James, holding out his hand as if to say 'stop'. Then, he ran to the door and pushed through it. Ann put her hand on James' shoulder.
"I don't know what to say..."
Chris was just about finished on the toilet when Lizard's green body squeezed underneath the stall door. He jumped, surprised and embarrassed.
"Jesus, Lizard! No, get out of here!" He tried to push him back out with his foot, but Lizard stood firm. Chris could only watch as the creature began to grunt and strain. He shuddered and squeezed, not breathing until he'd done it. Forced the change. He climbed up Chris' exposed leg, leaving a thick trail of warm, grey-green slime. Chris was paralyzed with shock, completely unable to resist the alien's claim to his body - in particular, his penis.
Lizard rubbed his smooth, wet body against the human's crotch. His actions were rough and desperate; he had to get this done. He took the human's now-erect dick in his drooling mouth and got to work, sliding up and down, skewered on the meaty pole. After a minute or so, James burst in, demanding to know what was going on. Chris tried to call out to him, to get this crazy monster off him, but every time his mouth tried to form a word, Lizard's hot throat pulsed around his cock and all he could manage would be a moan of pleasure. Seeing the torrent of slime flood out under the stall door, James choked up and ran back out into the corridor.
The creature's long, wet tongue slid out of his stuffed mouth and snaked down to caress the human's testicles. Chris couldn't hold it back any longer. His cock throbbed and Lizard swallowed the end one final time, eating it all the way down to the base. Chris jerked and moaned and pumped his hot, potent seed into the ravenous alien, who clamped down and sucked it up like his life depended on it.
Spent, exhausted and still completely confused, Chris slumped back into the stall wall. Lizard slid down his legs and stood by his slime-covered feet. The substance stopped coming out of Lizard's skin. He started to shake. He stretched and contorted and grew bigger and bigger, twisting and changing shape impossibly.
James heard screaming from the toilet stalls and dried his eyes to take a look. The door flung open and Chris shot out, trying to pull up his trousers and run at the same time. James considered chasing after him, but then another person stepped out. The person was naked; colored green, with a white streak down his front; visibly (and... extensively) male. Apart from his familiar, cheekily-grinning face, Lizard had completely grown into a humanoid form. James tried to say something - to congratulate him or to tell him off or to apologize, he didn't even know - but his voice was gone. Lizard stepped up to him, his messy feet squelching on the floor, and hugged him again. He'd done it all for his friend. Would his friend understand?