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Disclaimer - This story is dark. Besides being set in the dim expanse of the night, it also involves a whole slew of other things that might disquiet the mind. Monsters, long tongues, forceful relations, and slick slimy bodies writhing together as one are par for the course. If you already feel perturbed, than you probably should just look away and pretend that none of this exists; that the things that go bump in the night couldn't simply whisk you away at a moment's notice . . . (This is a work of pornographic fiction. Please do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.)

Amphibious Aberration

Cory's house was always considered somewhat of an oddity. He owns a small marine salvage operation, and perhaps that is what sparked his strange desire to collect . . .things. There seems to be no rhyme or reason as to what he gathers, other than it's all pretty unusual stuff. He has a shelf devoted to holding clear bowling balls with odd things trapped inside of the heavy vinyl; a giant spider, a picture of the pink panther, and even a (hopefully fake) human skull. And that's just the beginning, every room has a display case filled with some form of oddity that he can tell you exactly how he acquired.

James had known him back when they were kids, but hadn't heard from him in over a decade. As fortune would have it, when they saw each other at the supermarket they both discovered that neither had moved all that far from the suburbs that they had grown up in. After introducing the somewhat eccentric man to his new group of acquaintances they all had become fast friends. Cory was certainly a little unusual, but he was also a great person to hang around because he had an opinion about everything and always loved to tell you all about it. He wasn't trying to convince you of something, or even make a point really, he just genuinely loved to speak about anything at all.

The group had all gone over to his house a few times, and were amazed by his collections of mundanely wondrous items. Surprisingly, his house still had plenty of space. Cory wasn't a hoarder or anything, just a very particular collector. His old two story abode was far enough away from the city limits and any neighbors that they could sit out in his yard amid the coiled up rusted mountains of lumber mill saws that he'd picked up a few years ago, drink a few beers, and generally carouse. It was a great place, overlooking the slow placid water of the wide marshy slough that ran behind the house with its brushy ferns and chirping insects during the night, slowly carrying the water towards a low cement arch that funneled it away somewhere underground.

Currently, James was slightly worried about his somewhat eccentric friend. It had been at least a week since they spoke, and he wasn't picking up his phone. In addition, Cory simply didn't use a computer, even in this day in age, so sending him an e-mail was out of the question. He'd had his friends try a few times as well, but none of them could reach him either. Last that James had heard, he'd mentioned something about going to some kind of antiques flea market, but that wasn't unusual for Cory at all. After dialing and letting the phone ring fruitlessly a few more times, James decided to stop by his old friend's place after work in the evening, just to see if he was alright.

The old two story house looked a little different in the dark without any lights on, and the seven old fashioned mail boxes in front were almost uncanny without a smiling guide to inform him why they were important and where they'd all come from. James brushed his dark hair out of his eyes and looked around nervously, polished brown shoes crunching through the gravel walkway as he strode up towards the dark windows that flanked the old oak front door.

James tried the doorbell, literally a pull-cord that struck a bell on the inside; he could hear it clanking as he pounded at the door with his fist as well.

"Cory? You there man?" He shouted out, voice being swallowed up by the silence. James swallowed and tried the handle, raising his eyebrows as he turned the brass knob to the side. It was unlocked . . .

Fearing for the worst, he swallowed nervously and stepped inside, fumbling around for the light switch as he called out again."Cory! If you're here, say something. We were just worried about you . . ."

No response.

Deciding that he should see if the abandoned house was still intact, James began walking through and peeking in the doorways of various rooms, footsteps echoing hollowly as he wandered through the empty menagerie of oddities. Most everything seemed to be in the right place. The TV was still sitting on the sideways 1950s style icebox that Cory used as a stand for it in the living room. It certainly didn't look like the house had been robbed . . .

James had about decided to leave when some strange glint of the light caught his eye outside of the sliding glass doors that led to the back lawn. He could have sworn that he saw something move out of the corner of his eye, but he couldn't seem to see it when he looked again. It was probably just some weird thing that Cory had picked up . . . but he decided to check it out anyways. Cautiously, James slid the door open and stepped out into the chill air.

Everything seemed undisturbed, the looming piles of jagged saw teeth sat like black monoliths in the dim starlight as he walked past them towards something that glinted near the edge of the slough, something out of place . . . Leaning down, James squinted his eyes at the odd deflated looking pile of rubbery material that glistened in the moonlight on the steep precipice of the banks. Crickets chirped in the night air as he reached out a hand and touched it. The material was odd, spongy and slightly moist as he tentatively picked it up and cocked his head to the side.

The smooth skin-like thing looked to be some kind of costume, with odd lanky proportions and an almost frightening amount of amphibian detail. It had bulging eyes that glinted with the moonlight and an impossibly wide mouth that made him think of a frog of some sort, but not a natural one; instead the heavy green dappled with black material felt monstrous in his hands as he looked at the swaying empty limbs and their odd rounded membranous fingers. It didn't even look like there was a zipper or anything, almost like it was some kind of grotesque animal hide. James shook his head and looked out over the still water in the slough.

"Cory?" He tried shouting one last time. It seemed unlikely that he would be hanging around outside of his house at this time of night, but it just felt like he had to be here somewhere.

"I thought you might come." The low voice came from behind him without warning.

"Cory!?" James turned his head as something suddenly shoved him forwards, sending him careening over the edge as he swore and shouted, scrubby brush tearing at his clothes as the world spun. With a wet splash, he tumbled into the water and his world was engulfed as the world went black for second before he tried to get up, spitting out some of the brackish water that had gotten in his mouth.

The material of the odd suit was still clutched in his tight fist, but now it felt slick, almost slimy as he got his bearings and stood up, thigh deep in the water and mud as he sputtered. James only had time to see the distorted outline of a hulking figure hurl itself off the banks towards him, jumping high enough to cover the moon in a dark silhouette before slamming down against James' body with a wet splash, knocking the wind out of him as they both fell back deeper into the dark water.

Whatever it was, it moved with inhuman grace as it twisted around him in the shallow water. He tried to shove himself away from its slippery grasping hands, but couldn't even tell which way was up at this point. Lashing out, he kicked as hard as he could, but the thing's slippery skin made his sluggish blow simply slide away as the monster held him under the water. With unnatural strength, slimy webbed hands held him down as his lungs began to burn and James could feel sharp tugs as his clothes were ripped up and easily torn to tatters in their struggle.

A bulbous slimy digit pushed against his lips, sliding between them in and swabbing against his gums with a pungent sheen as they beast held him tightly in its iron embrace. The skin of his mouth began to tingle and his head swam even as he desperately struggled for his life, but his movements seemed ineffectual and clumsy compared to the sinewy grace of the beast. Long slippery legs wrapped around him as his shoes were pried off in a flash and something loose and flexible was pulled over both of his legs. The inside of the strange covering slid up with a warm squelch like a tight fleshy sack.

The tingling from his gums spread up to James' head as his senses blurred and everything seemed oddly distant while his struggles became feeble and the supple slick covering was drawn up over his body, covering his chest and then his arms, slipping over him like a glove until he could feel the edges of it snug against the sides of his face. The hands of the monster felt strange as they grasped James under the armpits and dragged him out onto the muddy shore as he hacked and coughed up brackish water.

His vision swam as he opened his eyes, seeing something odd in his peripheral vision. He tried to move his body, but it felt like he was buried in warm lead. All he managed was to raise a hand up far enough to see it, and his breath caught in his throat even through the building narcotic haze in his system. It was glistening and slimy with odd rounded tips on the webbed fingers . . . just like the costume, and just like whatever had forced it onto him.

"I was wondering." The voice paused with an odd croak as the creature bent in over him, bulging gold speckled toad-like eyes glinting in the dim light. "When you might come to visit me." His lighter green throat twitched and puffed out slightly as he spoke and he licked his glistening lips with a long fleshy pink tongue.

"What . . . what are you?" James panted, trying to gather his thoughts. It felt like his mind was wading through something as thick as molasses.

"You don't remember your old friend?" The frog creature bent in close enough for James to see the black and green patterning on his slick and glistening hide. "It hasn't been_that_ long." He ran a webbed hand over the chest of the strange suit that now covered James' body. It was so strange, the man could feel it almost like he was wearing a tight shirt rather than the thick slickened rubber that it seemed to be.

"Cory? Cory!? What the fuck happened to you?" James' anger burned through some of the haze in his mind, but he could still barely move in the heavy suit that stretched around him. "What in god's name do you think you're doing? You could have killed me! And what is this thing anyways . . ."

"Shhhhh." The thing that was Cory hissed softly. "So many questions. I just found something that I thought you might like to see. But more than that, I think that you need to feel." He rubbed his glistening hands together slowly as he pushed his wide amphibian head forward and rubbed his slippery cheek over James' face, still held fast in the wide open mouth of the strange costume.

James tried to pull back or pry himself away from the cool slick contact, but the thick and yet oddly pliant material held him in place as the frog creature croaked again. How could this thing possibly be Cory? It didn't make any sense! This had to be some kind of terrible dream . . . But the details were just so real, those gleaming yellow eyes and the cool wet feeling of that disgustingly moist skin rubbing against him . . . He shuddered as he desperately tried to will his body to fight back.

"No, no. Just relax. You'll love this." The frog's swampy breath blew against his face with an odd animal musk as it spoke. "Maybe you just need a little help hmmm? A little something from the inside to help you loosen up . . ." The beast opened its maw and lapped against his cheek with its long slippery pink tongue, leaving a sheen of cool spittle against James' skin that soon turned into a tingling patch of sensation that made James' mouth hang open as it titillated his senses.

Taking that as an invitation, the long and incredibly prehensile pink muscle slid into the man's waiting jaws, pushing past his teeth and prodding at his human tongue with an amazingly intense sensation and a murky muddled flavor that seeped into James' senses, overwhelming them with unwanted pleasure. His muffled protests slowly melted into a moan of sensory overload as the wide mouth of the creature pressed against his lips and the tongue swabbed the tingling back of his throat.

The froggy organ slipped back out, leaving strange sensations and slippery saliva in its wake. "Just relax James," Cory stroked against the man's slack expression with his finessed tongue. "You'll grow to love this. Trust me." The toad-like creature crooned, looking into the man's dilating eyes as he lapped up the side of James' face with a sloppy stroke before pressing into another kiss.

Cory's slick pink tongue made James gag as it poked and prodded at the fleshy back of his throat, sensation growing more and more potent as the smoldering spittle soaked into his skin. He gagged as the beast leaned in, tight webbed hands gripping at his shoulders through the heavy suit while the tongue slid down his gullet with a fleshy squelch. It wriggled and writhed, forcing him to breathe through his nose as it pumped deeper and deeper with incredibly strong wriggling undulations.

The hands on his shoulders slid up, meeting around his neck as they began to massage it with firm hard strokes, grasping around it and sliding up and down as the tongue writhed inside of James' throat. It was beginning to feel oddly warm, and the muscles around his neck tensed, feeling like the strange costume was squeezing around him impossibly tight, becoming more and more sensitive as Cory's slick skin pressed against his flesh while the tongue began to slowly press against his insides.

James let loose a muffled moan as the skin on his neck began to bulge, slowly moving with a lump of stretching slick amphibian flesh as the prehensile tongue pressed out from inside of him. It felt like his flesh was melting down, stretching out into something amazingly sensitive that made him writhe in pleasure as his skin became more pliant, stretched farther with every passing second as the tongue distended his growing pouch of flesh. The hands wrapping themselves around his neck just felt amazing as they played over the taut skin with their slick strength, rubbing under his chin as the throat of the costume bulged, making it feel like he wasn't wearing some strange suit at all as the skin glistened with a strange amphibian sheen.

The tongue pulled back, sliding out of James' throat and brushing past his teeth as Cory lapped sloppily across his face and almost seemed to purr as the creature shut his mouth, throat inflating with a deeply masculine passionate croak.

"Whu . . . What . . ." James stammered, but as soon as his mouth closed, the suit contracted, making the sensitive new sack on his throat strain out taut with a deep rumble while his senses lit up with amazing pleasure. It seemed impossible. This wasn't his throat at all. It was just the suit . . . but . . . How could this even be possible . . . and worse, how could it feel so good.

The wide-eyed monster that was Cory blinked and leaned in against him, chin to chin as he croaked again, taut neck pouch inflating and pressing tightly against James' own as they both quivered with a series of burbling rumbles that sent shivers through their bodies.

"There we go. Just accept it. I know you'll love your new body. Enjoy this . . ." He croaked against the man again, making James moan and croak back almost automatically. "If you embrace the changes then this will be so much smoother." Cory slid a finger against the slippery flesh of James' neck.

"How are you even." James tried to clear his thoughts as his new throat was teased. "Doing . . . Any of this. What are you?" The suit still felt heavy around his body, and moving his limbs further than a small twitch seemed like an impossibility as he lay back against the muddy shore. But his neck just felt so nice. Even as he only thought about the soft flesh, it quivered with slick tensile pleasure while he croaked out again instinctively.

"You act like you've never seen a frog before." Cory stood and smiled down at him manically. "Or a toad really." His long legs squelched through the shallow water as he ran a hand down his strangely sinuous body. "Don't you like this? Oh, I'm sure you do. I can just see it glinting in your eyes. The desire for smooth yielding flesh and a strong slippery body. That's why you really came here. I know it. So just let me help you. You just need a little practice with your tongue." With that he turned away and stepped over James' prostrate form, sitting heavily on his chest with a slick noise, thick muscled thighs resting on either side of the shaken man as a small wheezing croak escaped his lips.

"Wait, Cory, Please. I don't understand." James panted with labored breathing as the thing that was his friend slid back with languorous slowness, pressing his supple slick ass against James' face. He tried to turn away, but he couldn't do more than quiver in the suit as the creature ground its cool slippery rear against him. The slick musky smell should have sickened him with its rubbery pugnacity, but something about it spoke to a growing presence in the back of his mind. Shaking his head slightly, his new flexible throat quavered as the thing's long webbed amphibian toes sank into the mud around him.

"Just let it all out." Slick rounded tipped fingers rubbed across his chest as the suit seemed to contract there, squeezing James' flesh and making his mouth feel strange and tight. "I know you're curious." Cory kneaded, squeezing in with his black and green thighs as well as James let out a muffled moan. As he pressed tighter, James' tongue began to swell out in his mouth, pressing against his lips with increasing pressure as the frog-like suit condensed around his pectorals. He couldn't help it as his tongue grew too large, forcing its way from his lips with a sinuous squeeze, pressing directly out against the supple orifice of the creature's asshole.

James could feel Cory's muscles writhe around him as his tongue bulged forwards, pressing against the slick clenched ring of muscle for a second before the straining flesh parted and his broadening fleshy tongue sank into those slick rubbery amphibian confines with a squelch.

"Oh, yes. There you go. Ah, I can feel you just wriggling around." The monster's body shivered as he squeezed around the the tongue writhing randomly inside of his clenching confines. He slid his hands up and between his spotted thighs, rubbing absentmindedly as something began to stir in his groin, swelling each time the tongue rubbed inside of him. Parting the smooth sides of his genital slit, a tapered animal member slowly stretched out, pulsing as the thickening base pressed the sides of his flexible slit out. "I think I should return the favor." The frog panted as the growing pink slip of flesh inside of him writhed, and he lay forwards against James' covered changing body, nuzzling against his crotch before sliding his tongue down and caressing between the man's legs.

The changing human couldn't stop now, even if he tried. Every time he attempted to control his tongue it just made it wriggle and writhe, causing the pliant rubbery passage squeeze down all around it with tensile strength. He felt a long slippery tongue tease between his legs for a second before it circled around the rim of his own anus. No. No, it was just the suit, but . . . Agggh, it just felt so good as the pliant flesh was teased and stretched this way and that by the pink slippery and dexterous tongue. There was a brief pause as the tip of the tongue rested against him, slowly increasing the pressure, straining the flesh around it until with a warm rush, it sank inside of him, lighting up his insides with a deliciously hot tingling sensation.

Cory pressed inside of the constricting ass, feeling the muscular entrance clench around the alien intruder with spasmodic tugging strength. He could sense the simple weak flesh being changed, becoming stronger with a yielding tensile strength that wrapped around his tongue as he pumped further inside with a wet squelch. James' tongue pressing into the creature's backside filled him so utterly and completely, making him squirm while clear viscous pre leaked from the tip of his pulsing fleshy shaft, reeking with the scent of amphibian virility as he continued to pump further inside of the groaning man.

They both sank deeper into each other as James felt Cory's webbed fingers rub at his crotch in tight little sliding patterns that made him groan out and writhe as a boiling pressure built up in the pit of his stomach. With every practiced pulsing lap inside of him, the feeling intensified, becoming a tortuous sensation of taut fullness as his ass clenched and the rubbing fingers almost seemed to slip inside of him for a moment before his eyes widened, and he felt something press out from his newly formed slit.

What was once a simple human member was now deliciously warped and twisted as it slid out in time with the thumping of his heart, spreading the bulging sides of his slit out as his growing fleshy purple tip was teased between slick webbed fingers. The man felt the suit contracting around his hips harder and harder as the spire of flesh pulsed longer and both of their tongues haltingly pressed inside of the other's clenched rubbery confines, one with finesse, and the other with growing amphibian eagerness as his new chiseled member completely everted, throbbing with stiff desire as slick membranous hands squeezed around it with almost reverent attention.

Cory's froggy nostrils flared at the end of his blunt muzzle as he slowly drew back his tongue, sliding out of James' supple altered insides as the squeezing ass clenched shut behind him. Pulling forwards, the creature felt the man's tongue slide longingly out of his own tight confines as well, brushing past his prostate before it slid from his quivering orifice and slapped down against the man's now heaving chest. It was broad, fleshy, and writhing slowly with serpent-like undulations. James found that it was getting easier to move his body, and the cool mud squelched underneath his back as he felt the delicious moisture seep into his slimy skin while he tried to control his impossibly long tongue that tickled against himself.

James stared down at the pink organ in disbelief as he tried to think. The tip slid against his belly, coiling as it squirmed, and he was amazed at how flexible it was. Cory glanced down with a knowing upwards curl of his broad lips while the tongue snaked forwards almost of its own accord, brushing against the base of James' throbbing smooth earthy violet skinned member. His body snapped to attention, tongue tensing as it easily stretched impossibly long, wrapping around the base of the throbbing shaft and tasting his own pungent masculinity.

"You're so very eager," Cory crooned, stroking his smooth webbed fingers up James' extended tongue. "But You're not quite ready yet, are you?" He tugged at the tongue firmly, stretching it out that extra inch before it quickly retracted, slipping back perfectly into his friend's throat. The buzzing sensation was starting to suffuse James' entire body now, and it felt like it was seeping into his very consciousness.

"I'm not . . .ready?" James asked slowly, licking across his lips with the fleshy tip of his tongue as his hips still writhed and squished against the mud under him as his member pulsed, woefully unattended.

"No, no." His friend leaned in and hugged him close, lying on top of his body and pressing in against him, pulling their chests together tightly as their glistening slick members ground against one another. "Don't you want to feel a little more hmm?"

The feeling was electric, and James' body quivered as the toad-like creature's slick skinned limbs rubbed against his own, spreading the tingling sensation out, down towards his feet and out towards the tips of his fingers. "I do. I want . . . more." Was all he could moan out as his hips bucked up and slid his pulsing straining cock against Cory's own. His shoulders began to twitch and move, then his arms; slowly at first, but very purposely as they embraced. His legs felt strange, so much longer than he remembered them being as his now long toes clenched and stretched the taut membrane between them as they splashed in the shallow edge of the slough.

Rolling over each other, they embraced in a tangle of strong supple amphibian limbs as they writhed on the moist bank. James felt strange as he slowly moved his own arms, clasping around the strong male frog as they both croaked out, sensitive throat pouches pressing against each other and straining with pleasure that seared through his mind along with the scent and lingering taste of powerful virility. There was something that he felt like he should be remembering, but it seemed farther and farther away as they rolled over once more and Cory was on top of him once again.

"Yes, Hmmmm. Now you're so very close. I can just feel your need . . ." The creature grasped both of their throbbing purplish shafts together in one slimy hand and squeezed them against one another, pumping down their lengths, clasping them both as they shuddered and jerked, leaking out a pungent musky gel that Cory rubbed against the purplish rods, making the contact feel almost frictionless. James moaned, leaning against the bank, back arced as the tempestuous frog brought him to the edge of climax before sliding his webbed fingers up and away, glistening with a streak of clear pre.

Reaching back and tracing down under the base of the changing man's throbbing cock, Cory slid a slickened finger up against James' quivering anus, teasing around the outside and smearing it with potent fiery pre that made his orifice light up in strange prickling sensation that was much more intense then the one the tongue had left. All he could do was slowly croak out in bliss as that bulbous finger slid inside of him while the pressure of the frog-man sitting on him kept his writhing just barely contained. His body still felt heavy, and oddly distant even though it was getting easier and easier to move.

James moaned as the finger tugged against his flesh from the inside, making his cock jerk, still at stark attention, leaking a stream of pre as the finger was joined by another, forcing itself in and flickering as they both writhed and pulled at his inhumanly supple and slick insides. The man's own strange webbed fingers squelched into the mud of the bank as the creature relentlessly pumped his froggy digits deeper inside of him before slowly and sensuously sliding out and shifting his weight up and off of his befuddled protege.

"I think that you are ready now yes? To feel the potent throbbing warmth of my cock inside of you, lighting up your senses and finishing what we've started here; fulfilling that insatiable desire welling up within you." Cory's large bulging eyes stared down at the man's face, still framed by the wide mouth of the strange costume even though a green flush had crept into his cheeks and his lips were smooth and slick around where his fleshy blunt tongue licked at them hungrily.

"Yes." James' world was lost in a passionate, almost narcotic haze as burning desire welled up within him. All he could think about was that deep reassuring voice and what it promised him; to satiate the molten desires gnawing at his insides. It sounded like exactly what he wanted; what he had always wanted, all that he could ever possibly hope to desire. "More." James uttered the syllable with a lusty growl as Cory stepped over him, blocking out the pale light of the stars.

The toad smiled as it reached down and grabbed both of James' legs in a firm grip, pulling them up towards him as the changing man leaned back on his elbows in the muck. Their bodies squelched together as Cory lifted him closer, shifting his long splay-legged stance as the man's ankles wrapped around behind his back and pulled them tight together as James' unabashed erection jostled, protruding from his swollen slit with desperate throbbing need.

"Here we go. You've been so very good so . . . I think you deserve a reward." Webbed fingers grasped tightly around James' hips as the beast rocked himself forwards, tapered tip of his member prodding at the man's slick entrance and just barely slipping in before pulling back teasingly. "How much do you want this?" His slippery lips turned up in a manic grin.

"I just need . . . Aggh." James' now deeper voice began as the virile beast prodded him again just brushing past the straining ring of slick glistening muscle.

"What was that? I couldn't quite hear you . . ." The monster pulled back, member pulsing below him of its own needy volition.

"Please. Just. Gnnngh." His words garbled into a deep croak as Cory slid inside of him with an ever so shallow thrust before pulling out from the clenching orifice again.

"Ohh, I think I understand. You just want me inside of you hmm?" The beast rested the tip of his member against the quivering amphibian opening. "Well, I think it's just about time we finished this and changed the last of those simple fleshy insides into something better yes?"

James was trying to understand the words, but the inside of his head was still ringing with the burning desire that threatened to engulf his sanity. "Just . . .Fuck me. Please." He panted out, legs wrapped around the frog-like apparition's powerful waist.

"As you wish." The hands tightened around James' waist as, in one smooth and tight motion, the delicious throbbing rod of flesh sank into him, stretching his ass wider and wider as it neared the girthy base.

The clear pleasure that oozed from the pulsing tip lit up the changing human's insides with a twinging molten pleasure that seeped into his very bones, the tight skin of his body seeming to squeeze tighter and tighter, condensing something inside of him that he couldn't quite remember anymore. His own pulsing slick purple prick leaked out a glistening bead of pre onto his supple belly as they continued to rock, each thrust sinking slightly deeper into his quivering flesh as Cory croaked out in bliss while James's straining entrance clamped down around him with increasing vigor as it was tortuously stretched wider and wider.

Seeming to read his mind, the beast that held him tight leaned down, flexible spine bending as he lowered his wide fleshy lips and gave the man's alien member a sloppy lick from base to tip, scraping up a dribble of pre and savoring the musky flavor. The man's throat quivered excitedly, letting loose miniature burbling paroxysms as Cory's tongue wrapped around his pole and his wide mouth followed, engulfing Jame's maleness, suckling at his cock with the insides of his fleshy amphibian mouth.

James' head pulled back as the fervored thrusting picked up speed and intensity, slick member slamming into him to the point that the bunched flesh around the base of the beast's genital slit ground against the outsides of his ass. His shoulders squelched against the soft earth below him as his body undulated in pleasure with every rocking shove, even as his own member was teased by the frog's practiced mouth. The long slick fleshy tongue coiled around his throbbing length, contracting in rhythmic constriction while James' mind was filled with cacophonous ecstasy.

A wet lewd slapping rang in the crisp air as they rammed their slippery bodies against each other, and James' throat bulged out in croaking bliss as something clenched inside of him, churning and writhing as an insistent undeniable pressure swelled up in the very core of his being. Cory's webbed hands pulled firmly against his pliant slippery black mottled flesh as their passion reached a fever pitch, the beast's mouth engulfing him and squeezing around his member so tight, so hard, even as his ass was stretched to elastic capacity by the slippery jerking rod that he clenched and writhed around spasmodically.

The man's back arced, his membranous fingers digging at the muddy ground as his body seemed to pause for a infinitesimal second before teetering over the precipice of screaming release. His member pulled and yanked at the coils of pink fleshy tongue in Cory's mouth before erupting with a flash of white hot seed into the toad's mouth. The fleshy appendage unwrapped itself and lapped up his jerking shaft as the mouth suckled in even harder.

In glorious synchronicity, the changing man's ass ground down in tight muscular contractions against the slick penis engulfed in his blazing depths. He felt the beast's spire tug and pull inside of him before spilling out a pressure gout of something hot and dark that made him groan out in bliss as he felt it seep into his altered insides.

With every rocking splatter of salty white seed, the mouth of the strange costume closed slightly, covering more and more of his face, muffling his moaning as it enveloped him, clamping down with a strange amphibian gulp as his vision dimmed and then slowly returned as his proper bulging golden frog eyes blinked on the sides of his wide head and his long tongue slid out across his perfect wide slippery muzzle while he felt the delicious male essence flowing into him from the halting spurts of the member that his insides clutched around wildly.

The last of his human seed was expelled along with any last hint of possible recalcitrance as his cock throbbed and the color of the seed that leaked from Cory's amphibian lips faded from white to something deep enough to be called black. The grinning toad drank in the delicious seeping corruption of the changed man's shaft even as his own member continued to spurt out dark seeping goo inside of the completely inhuman insides that clenched and writhed and drew their lovemaking on to furious new heights.

They both slammed together with inhuman strength, pumping each other full of thick dark seed as their passion flared and their minds were filled to the brim with amphibian pleasure while skin slipped against slippery skin and James' deep croaking filled the air. Their glorious orgasmic climax slowly died down with a last few pressured bursts of dark corrupted essence before Cory lowered James' exhausted legs to the swampy ground gently.

Helping his fellow frog to his feet, the creature that was Cory embraced his brethren and they shared a quick kiss as their members haltingly retreated and warm tingling darkness seeped from James' perfectly abused ass and down his dappled green thigh.

"Cory." James spoke softly, looking into his friend's wide golden eyes. As he spoke, the pink insides of his mouth were revealed, showing no hint of the human that had once resided inside of the suit.

"Yes?" the creature spoke back, looking over his friend's beautifully changed body that was so very similar to his own.

"Again. . . " He let the word out in a breathy whisper as he leaned against his friend's slick muscled pliant flesh.

"Hmmm, yes. Absolutely." Cory guided his convert through the cool shallow water that felt so very nice against their skin. "But let's go somewhere more fitting. Somewhere nice and damp, unseen, but very close to those that we might . . . tempt to join us."

The younger frog nodded, body still reverberating with pleasure as they slipped off through the low concrete arch that led the water underground. His mind couldn't comprehend why anyone wouldn't want to join them. Their bodies were so perfect, and it all just felt so good . . .

They followed the water, slipping into the long abandoned underground where their echoing croaks bounced eerily into the tunnels as they came together again, strange slippery bodies writhing as one amid the sounds of the slowly dripping water.