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Goo Symbiote Saga: Far Flung Future

By Von Krieger

Pip hummed happily to himself, his tail swishing joyfully behind him as he walked through the woods. He went over a mental checklist one more time. He had his climbing tools, his tent, his canteen, his lantern, rope, maps, food, and other climbing stuff. Spare clothes, a towel, boots, socks, sleeping bag, pillows, picnic basket, flannel blanket, and a bunch of other things he'd carefully packed into his enchanted backpack just in case he needed them.

He smiled, enjoying the conveniences of modern society. All the awesome fabrics and complex designs of Old Earth technology, combined with the wondrous effects of Old Aerth magic. So the backpack was comfortable to carry, was waterproof, and didn't stink like old camel hair.

Some folks were still around from the days when Terra Unita was newly formed, and they clung stubbornly to their ways and the remnants of the old world. Though some had embraced it wholeheartedly.

Like the kind elven man who had helped the young kobold pick out the proper gear to do a bit of cave exploration. An avid player of primitive electric games in his youth some centuries past, he proudly proclaimed that Pip's choice of outfit was Lara Croft approved. Whoever she was.

Pip thought he looked quite nice in his short shorts and his scale-tight, belly revealing t-shirt. The toned young kobold firmly believed that he looked quite ravishing in the attire. He'd been looking forward to this little vacation for quite some time. It was just about a way of life for city-dwelling kobolds to go out into the wilderness and explore a cavern, to get a hint at what their Aerthen ancestors had lived like.

Oh sure, there were still places where the smaller subspecies of reptilian humanoid lived, but those areas weren't particular friendly on people who liked coming back to civilization with the same memories of their background that they'd left with, thank you very much.

Pip couldn't imagine what it would be like living in a tunnel without all the comforts of home. They didn't have iceboxes, and refrigerators were centuries off, let alone elemental coolers. Helped solve the elemental housing problem and helped out the o-zone layer in one fell swoop.

And they didn't have running water, either! The proud member of 'Koboldae Nobilis' shuddered to think about having to live with an entire community crammed into a space the size of his bedroom without regular bathing, and even worse, questionable toilet facilities.

It was just about enough to make Pip gag just thinking about it. A few days of it would be perfectly okay, but he wouldn't want to live like that. Truth be told, without his gear, he'd probably make a complete and utter mess of things.

He had no experience with rock climbing or spelunking, the items were enchanted to impart that knowledge onto him whenever he used them. He'd also brought along Madame Ironbeard's Guide to Subterranean Cuisine, as well as a small stove, the recommended spices, flour, sugar, eggs...

Well, basically the entire kitchen. No real reason not to. It fit, after all. It wasn't like his backpack was a mark I model; he'd have barely been able to fit all his camping gear in one of those if he wanted to take his motorcycle along.

Using it this far out would be cheating, but it was cheaper than having it in a parking garage for a week. And odds were they'd be doing just about the same thing.

Once more Pip wondered how the heck you'd have a city the size of New Waterdeep in either of the old worlds. On one side you'd have disease, stench, and horse poop covered streets, and on the other you'd have gridlock, smog, interstate driving, and...

The kobold shuddered at the thought of fuel station rest rooms without bound cleaning imps. He'd seen some of the old pictures, signs promising clean restrooms as a feature. That particular book told of how in areas with those signs, if you found one that didn't have one, you'd see why in all the gag inducing horror.

Pip finally arrived at his destination, known as Terror Mountain; it was an extinct volcano, the lava having left it when the worlds merged. Though a fearsome place on Old Aerth, it was pretty much mostly abandoned, the nasty creatures inside exterminated long ago.

Now it sat in the middle of Terra Unita's largest nature and wilderness preserve. It made a great place for rock climbers and cavern explorers. Pip was determined to follow the tunnels and caverns all the way down. He'd see how low he could go in a week, backtracking and taking some other routes if he hit a dead end.

Out came the magical lantern as Pip entered the large opening at the base of the mountain, humming happily to himself.

-o-

Some days later Pip was still humming, though quite a bit deeper. He'd gone down about a half mile, and was a few miles away, literally, from where he had started. This far down he would have to watch out for pockets of magical radiation, as this depth was most definitely Underdark-type deep.

So far he hadn't hit a dead end, and aside from a few bats, he hadn't seen much of anything, aside from some mushrooms, mold, and fungi of many types, including a few ambulatory oozes that Pip's flame rod took care of. The mushrooms had been interesting, some were pretty, some glowed, some were damned tasty, and some were the size of trees, and had been tree-like enough to chop down and use as fuel for a fire.

The further down he went, the more frequently the fungus and oozes had become, either because there was a nearby food source, or because something drew them. There was a weird scent on the air that Pip had been following for the past few minutes, it seemed kind of familiar.

It wasn't a bad smell; it was actually kind of nice, earthy, with a hint of musk and sharpness to it. Eventually it led Pip down into a broad, wide cavern, something that had been few and far between on his trip beneath the earth.

Twenty feet of stone floor surrounding a huge pit, as he held his lantern over it, Pip couldn't see the bottom, but that was were the smell was coming from. The light reflected off something shiny down in the chasm, so Pip decided to investigate. Something shiny, plus a neat smell, plus getting even lower and deeper into the cave were all fun things for the curious kobold to explore.

He hammered a spike into the stone and pulled a length of rope from his backpack, well, technically from his spool of Roland's Returning Rope. There was about 500 feet of it, and after about an hour with no weight on a stand parted from the spool, it would vanish and reattach itself at the end of the spool. Rather handy.

He climbed down the rope with ease, closing in on the shininess below. As he lowered himself down, he could see it had sort of a blue-purple coloration in places, more of a green-yellow in others.

The kobold could see that they were some sort of crystals. Or at least that's what he thought until he put his foot on one, thinking it to be a solid hold.

His boot made a squelching sound, and Pip's gloves heated up rapidly as the rope slid through them. He'd been preparing to take a step down from it, and had been off balance.

He panicked, trying to remember that word that would activate his teleportation spell. But he couldn't get it out. He fell rapidly, impacting the chasm floor with a wet, sickening splat.

-o-

Pip stood, shuddering at the feel of the slime on his scaled skin. It had cushioned his fall to the point where the drop had only knocked the wind out of him, so he supposed he ought to be thankful. But it was still cold and wet and gooey and seeping into uncomfortable places.

At the bottom of the pit, the smell was strongest. The goo seemed to glow softly, not enough that the light could be seen from the top, but enough that Pip could find his way without his lost lantern.

He squelched through the knee deep mucking, pulling of both his boots and socks when it was made quite clear that if he didn't, the slime would perform the task for him. Pip stomped along in the slime, finding his way increasingly impeded by an unexpected presence in his shorts.

Pip rolled his eyes, as this was not the proper time for his penis to pop up and crave attention. He supposed it might be some sort of evolutionary thing for kobolds. 'Hey, we just barely escaped death, let's make some baby kobolds!'

The kobold wondered where the slime had come from, and what exactly it was. Little did he know he was about to have his questions answered.

The goo around him began to ripple, in the distance Pip could see a bright light headed his way. He blinked and watched it approach, soon followed by the sounds of slime hitting slime, and the frenzied growls of some terribly large sounding creature.

Figuring that being lower was not worth being eaten, Pip made for the nearest wall, severely hampered by the goo that clung to his feet and legs.

He looked behind himself as he ran, more like waddled, as fast as he could. The sounds became louder, the light closer and closer. Quite quickly he could see the form of the snarly thing; absolutely huge, with great horns, massive fangs, and wicked looking claws. The thing looked strangely crystalline, a blue-purple glow coming from it.

Pip was a good twenty feet from the wall when the beast pounced. The kobold ducked, the thing sailing right over him. It looked rather like if you mixed a cat, a bull, and a dragon together, taking all the scariest, most intimidating parts from each.

The creature made a loud, wet sound as it collided with the rock wall, its fluid form splattering over the rock.

But having its front half smashed seemed to do nothing. It spun around, reforming, and it was quickly upon Pip, it's drooling, roaring maw inches from his face. The creature's tongue wrapped slimily around Pip's neck, pulling the kobold's head into the monster's maw, where the teeth actually were crystalline.

But rather than chew, the beast seemed to suck on his head, and then spat him out, promptly shoving its nose into Pip's belly and crotch. The creature looked puzzled for a moment and squinted at Pip.

The kobold could see something inside the creature's translucent head. Looking the beast over, the object inside seemed to be resented in the goo that made up the monster's flesh; a headband of some sort.

"Bah yee?" the creature gurgled, nuzzling Pip's cheek and licking him playfully as it began to purr.

"Umm... easy there big fella." Pip said, gingerly patting the monster's snout. The thing was enormous, and could easily bite him in half if it wanted to.

But rather than eat him, what the creature seemed interested it was stealing Pip's shorts. The creature's tongue turned to ooze, unbuttoning and unzipping the shorts easily, and with a tug that knocked Pip onto his back in the goop, pulled them off of the kobold with a gleeful grin.

"Hey! Give those back!" Pip said, rather angrily, he jumped up and tried to snatch his shorts and thong from the beast, which teasingly raised its head up so Pip's clothing was just out of his reach, and then swallowed it.

The kobold scowled at the beast, "Great. I'm never going to be able to say 'eat my shorts' ever again without thinking of this moment. You suck, you know that?"

Apparently the creature understood 'suck' as Pip suddenly found himself on his back again, the beast's head between his legs. The monster's goo-tongue transformed and seemingly merged with the goo around Pip.

The slime rippled and writhed and oozed and vibrated and slid and slipped and all sorts of other strange, exotic movements over Pip's cock. His eyes went wide and he began pounding on the monster's snout with his bare fists.

"Hey, hey, HEY! STOP THAT! That's not... oooh... that isn't.... mmm... it's not funny! Oooh eggshells!" he said, using light kobold curse words.

"C'mon, stop it! That's not a... a.... AAAAH!" he moaned, his traitorous body greatly enjoying the beastly blowjob, his hips thrusting into the monster's maw.

"Oh fine!" Pip said, rather cross, "Just this one t.... AAAARGH! THAT'S COLD!"

The cool goo was inside of him, stretching Pip's tailhole wide in a wonderful pleasurable way. It surged into him, but not particularly deeply, just deep enough to form a thick phallic plug and give Pip's rump the same treatment as his cock.

The kobold relaxed, letting the pleasurable sensations come, "O-ok, well if you in-insist." He sighed, hugging the monster's muzzle as he got the fucking of a lifetime.

The goo seemed to warm up, feeling a bit more comfortable. A tendril of the slime oozed up, positioning itself in front of Pip's muzzle.

Feeling a little strange, the kobold giggled and gave it a little lick, "Are you getting me drunk?" he asked the tentacle, which plunged into his mouth.

Pip grinned like a buffoon as he began to suck off the goo-cock that filled his mouth and throat, oozing downwards into his belly. Despite it being right from the floor, it didn't feel particularly cold either.

The kobold was aware of some movement; the creature appeared to have picked him up and was now carrying him along. Pip merely giggled and continued to enjoy his fucking. He wasn't sure how many times he'd climaxed, or if he'd even climaxed at all. The tell-tale feeling of release and expulsion wasn't happening; a thin tendril of goo had oozed down his member.

After a while the creature carried him to a place where the stone was raised high enough to be out of the goo; the place seemed to be where the creature made its nest. There were a few objects scattered around, but most were rusted, half-rotted, or merely scraps of cloth.

The monster withdrew its slimy intrusions from Pip, spitting him out onto a rounded puddle of bright green goop that cushioned his landing. Without the goo inside him, Pip didn't feel quite so giddy as before.

He looked up, seeing yellow-green crystalline stalactites above him, obviously made from the goop.

Without warning they struck, extending into thick tentacles, wrapping around his wrists, neck, and tail, pulling him to his feet, which promptly sunk into the puddle. The slime pulled his legs open and the beast purred happily as it approached, rearing back onto its hind legs.

What Pip saw made him cry out in terror; apparently the creature was in the mood to mate. The creature's manhood was about the size of Pip himself, less transparent than the rest of the monster, and more of a purple shade. The kobold's gaze went down to the massive balls between the behemoth's legs.

The sight only renewed his screams and his struggles, for within the beast's huge scrotum lay dozens of small, glowing, green points of light, contained within large, translucent eggs.

A tendril slide from the beast's cock, seeking out the kobold's tailhole; Pip screamed as it entered him, not from pain, but from fear. He knew of several creatures that laid their eggs in other creatures, few of them were particularly pleasant.

It wasn't cold anymore, it actually felt rather warm. But the comfort, or lack thereof, was not the matter of prime importance, the fact that he was about to be filled with eggs was.

He could see them moving down the monster's cock, and out into the tube that joined the beast's member to Pip's insides. The kobold pulled at his bonds with all his might, but the goo pulled back just as hard, keeping his limbs motionless.

The eggs moved with agonizing slowness. Pip watched them slowly move down the tube while the slime around them seemed to rush past them. Maybe it was a secondary tube or something, since the kobold could feel the stuff pumping into him?

The tube within him contracted and Pip moaned instinctively, his still erect member dribbling think purple slime and not a little but a lot! The goo was flowing around inside of him, its pleasant warmth pumping through him.

Then it was no longer pumping through him, but rather spreading through his insides without regards to the boundaries of organs. Pip gasped and looked down in horror, seeing portions of his scaled body turn translucent as the stuff seemed to eat through his scales.

It was pre-digesting him and then laying its eggs in his remains! Pip cried out and struggled with all his might, but the increased respiration and heart rate seemed to make the stuff spread through him all the quicker. He felt sick to his stomach, felt something churning up his windpipe, and then he spewed forth whatever it was into the air. He hoped that it would splatter all over the beast.

But rather than splatter, it seemed to hang there. Pip opened his eyes and saw a thick, wet tendril of slime hanging from his muzzle. He clenched his eyes shut, wondering how long it would be before his body shut down, since he was obviously pierced clean through by the gunk.

Pip found rather strangely that he wasn't dying, but he did feel rather... uncomfortable. He felt like he was sticking his tongue out and it was drying out. He looked down at the slime hanging from his mouth, and tried to move it. It responded easily to his thoughts, moving and curling around in the air, and then slipping back into his mouth and down into his... well...

Pip wasn't quite sure that he HAD anything that could be described as internal organs. Looking down, the goo inside of him was reaching the skin in places, turning it into more translucent goo.

The puddle and tendrils that held him began to merge with his body and Pip could feel strange thoughts and desires in his mind. Things didn't feel so bad now, the goo was a part of him and it seemed to react just as his flesh had.

In fact it felt a bit better, even though Pip realized that he was no longer breathing. His entire body was translucent goo now, and if all the bits were as alike as they looked, he probably didn't need to breath anymore. But still, it felt kind of weird.

Pip found his new goo body responding to his unease, altering a bit, allowing him to draw in and exhale breaths as he usually did. He felt oddly bendy and flexible, as everything was just goo, no bones to get in the way of his movement. Moving his arm Pip found it to be rather unnatural looking, like wobbly gelatin.

Once more the goo responded, crystallizing into a skeleton, and a few moments after that giving Pip what looked like his old scaly skin when he found seeing his own bones a bit too creepy.

Now that things weren't quite so frightening, the kobold actually began to enjoy the sensations offered by the strange situation. The thought entered his mind that he should enjoy breeding, mating, reproducing, being a good, productive breeder and taking his first load of eggs with enthusiasm.

He found himself smiling and obeying the weird, bestial-feeling thought. He bucked his hips, thrusting against the egg-tube where it pressed up against his balls. The monster purred softly, arching the tube and allowing Pip more to thrust against. The kobold moaned appreciatively, and the beast seemed to get in on the act as well.

The egg-tube in Pip's rump shifted its shape, becoming a bit more solid and phallic, its motion not merely pumping goo into him, but actively thrusting. Pip could swear he felt the beast's pleasure at this being more fun, more like an actual mating than a mere conversion.

Now that the goo was a part of him, and that his bonds seemed to merge to his flesh, Pip used them to pull himself upwards, allowing him to plant a kiss upon the beast's lips. The creature seemed surprised, but pleased, and the kobold felt its massive tongue slither into him.

He wrapped his own large, goo-made tongue around the creature, finding it interesting that the two goo-tongues didn't merge, despite, theoretically, being the exact same sort of goo.

The beast stood upon its hind legs, allowing its thick tail to balance. It gripped the kobold's body in its forepaws, retracting the egg-tube, filling Pip with the beast's cock itself.

No longer confined to the problems flesh and bone would have with taking an organ the same size as his own body, Pip cried out as his entire body seemed to hum with sexual pleasure.

He wrapped his arms around the creature's neck, filled from either end with thick, warm, goo-dripping appendages. He could feel the eggs within the creature's cock moving, spreading the flesh just a little bit wider as they traversed the length, preparing to be placed within him.

The lumps they created in the creature's shaft made his pleasure rise all the further as the creature mated him, its cock pulling back and ramming inward, making his tailhole stretch and contract to contain the length.

Pip felt the creature's cockhead widen within him, a surge of goo expelling the first egg into him. The kobold's gooey insides gripped it, caressing it, eager to keep it cozy and safe within him.

But then it popped. Pip's eyes widened, wondering if he had done something wrong.

The bestial presence in his mind pulled back, replaced by something new, something small, curious, and welcoming. His body quivered as the goo symbiote merged with his transformed flesh, the strange, alien creature becoming a part of him.

The mental sensation was like a small, warm puppy snuggling up to you, and Pip fully embraced the creature. If it could make him feel like this it was worth it, even if that was all it could do.

But it wasn't. Pip knew what the goo symbiote could do because the goo symbiote itself knew, and the goo symbiote itself had been created from the longest lived of its kind that could be found within its racial memory. It knew a great many tricks from its sire, and Pip found himself grinning, already plotting mischievous deeds.

His belly began to swell outward, not merely because he found himself increasingly filled with more and more goo, but because it felt more comfortable. There would be eggs growing inside of him, waiting new hosts, and a nice, round, fat tummy would be the perfect thin to carry them all in soft, cushy comfort.

But the kobold's belly wasn't the only thing that began to swell. He couldn't stand the sudden heat that filled his loins, his hands wrapping around his expanding shaft with all speed, rapidly jerking off his slick, growing length.

Much like the beast, his cock wasn't really a cock anymore, it wasn't meant to impregnate a female with his seed, though it could still be used for such a thing if he wanted, but its primary purpose was to deliver eggs into the bodies of potential hosts.

At full erection it wasn't anywhere near as rigid as his hard on had been before. His fingers sunk into the soft, supple flesh of his ovipositor, but it felt better than his cock ever had. It was bigger than his cock had ever had been and was still growing.

Pip pawed frantically, stroking his new ovi as it grew inch by inch to a long, proud length of eighteen inches. Dirty thoughts filled his mind, interesting new positions and sexual acts he could accomplish, with himself and others. He couldn't wait to feel his length between his lips.

The kobold felt like he was going to burst, not from all the growth and goo, but from the sheer power of sensation that coursed through him.

And then he burst.

Thick streamers of goo rocketed from the tip of his ovipositor, his poor reptilian brain overwhelmed by the sensation, everything went dark.

-o-

Pip moaned as he sat up, his head and body aching. Blinking a few times he found himself at the bottom of a moss-slicked ravine, the glowing slimy plants on the wall giving off weak light.

He looked down at his body, and found that not only was he bereft of rounded, goo-filled tummy, but he was clothed once more as well.

"Just a dream." He said with a sigh.

"I wonder how long I was unconscious?" he said aloud, looking around for any trace of the thick goo that had broken his fall in the dream.

He sighed and shook his head, nothing was broken, only a little bruised. He went up to the wall and unzipped, answering the call of nature.

"Damn," the kobold said, "I was hoping..."

He blinked a few times as he pulled himself out, as himself kept coming. He peered down between his legs, seeing his thick, translucent ovipositor hanging there. Pip let out a soft gasp as something hard tumbled down the length, a small egg landed in a puddle of goo at his feet.

Pip scowled as he half-heard, half-felt a playful giggle. He chuckled and shook his head as his belly filled out as the goo symbiote ceased compressing itself.

"I think the two of us are going to get along just fine." The kobold said to his goo symbiote.

"Just fine."