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While Max and Spite hadn't been sure how they were going to find the other pair they continued to look through the city in order to do so. What had initially become a desire to find them to figure out what was going on soon became a need as the minutes passed. While Spite continued to alluded to what they could do with another symbiote pair in a rather lewd fashion Max could tell that he was distracted, perhaps by thinking about what they had just experienced in the dream world. If they had been thinking clearly they might have put the encounter with the dream Abrax together with their sudden need to find them, but for the moment their focus was set in on one thing and one thing only. Before this night was out they were going to find them as they made their way over towards the warehouse area.

The moon was directly over their heads as they landed on the metal roof after a particularly long jump from the nearby tree to get over the fence. This was the place where they had first met over a week ago, and as they stood up and slowly walked over they could sense that the one they were hunting was there. As they carefully looked over the edge of the building they had landed on and observed the warehouse they could see that the police tape and any other trace of the investigation was gone, the criminals that they had taken down there were either in jail or awaiting trial as the guns and drugs they had found were enough to convict them. It seemed that Abrax had been right about the money after all, and as he thought back to their first encounter even Spite said it was foolish of them to have put their foot down on such a foolish gesture and to potentially offer up an apology for defying them.

The fact that Spite had mentioned something like that had taken Max by surprise, but his mind was focused on other matters as they made sure that they weren't walking into some sort of trap before hopping to the other roof. A quick peek inside showed that the remnants of their fight were still scattered about and that the place hadn't been touched after the officers had come in. It was unlikely that they would be disturbed then as they saw the one they were looking for standing in front of the safe as though ready to continue where they had left off. As soon as he dropped down from the roof to the ground the pair felt a charge in the air, standing up slowly as Abrax and Iris turned around to face them.

"Glad to see you came," Iris said as Abrax retracted from his face, Spite doing the Maxe so the two hosts could talk face to face. "Seems you and Spite have been trying out a new look since we last encountered one another."

"Yes, that's something that we need to speak to you about," Max said as he stepped forward. "I don't know if its been happening to you, but we've been having very strange dreams that involved you-"

"You took the money I see," Iris interrupted as he ran his hands through his long black hair. "Was I right, didn't it make your life a whole lot easier without having to worry about that sort of thing?"

Though normally Spite didn't take kindly to him or his host being interrupted like that Max could feel him responding more to the proximity of the other symbiote. "I suppose you were, yes," Max replied, feeling a shiver of pleasure go down his spine as he admitted that Iris was right. "But that's not why we're here."

"Oh, I know exactly why you're here," Iris replied as his smile grew wider, tendrils of black rubber creeping slightly up his face as they could tell Abrax was too. "You mentioned your dreams, how we're in them, and we could sense something too. We're evolving, our symbiotes have found a new dynamic and Abrax is experiencing something wonderful that we've been wanting to indulge in ever since it was first discovered."

There was a predatory gleam in the eyes of the other man and even without the symbiote covering his face he could tell by their speech that Abrax and Iris were starting to speak as one. He and Spite had done similar when they had gotten particularly excited, but as they found themselves in the rare position of being looked upon as prey there was a different feeling that was running through their minds. "I think that maybe we need to look into what's happening to us rather than indulging in it," Max said, though as Iris began to circle around them he could see Abrax manifesting back over his face. "Iris? Abrax?"

"I think you know how to refer to us," Abrax replied as the last of the human's face was covered, drool dripping from his lips as he jaws stretched. "Surrender... to us..."

Whether it was some sort of corruption or just the desire for whatever power they were talking about Spite and Max could see there was no talking to them as their own symbiote form fully emerged. Once more the two would be fighting, but this time it was for something other than the morality of taking money as Spite jumped to the side to avoid being pounced upon. As he grabbed a chair and flung it at the symbiote, who jumped and twisted their body over it before landing on their feet, Max was not just battling the symbiote that was lunging for them. The dream that they had just had before arriving here started to filter back into their mind unbidden, Spite's jump up on top of a pile of creates faltering as a powerful alien sensation surged through them.

Submit to them...

Surrender yourselves...

The words and feelings that came with them made it very hard for Spite and Max to concentrate as Abrax shot over and smashed through the box at the base of their pile, causing the entire thing to topple including them. They managed to focus enough to jump and grab onto a pipe that hung from the ceiling, though as soon as they did they could feel the metal give way underneath them. The symbiote found themselves toppling to the ground as they attempted to use their symbiotic tentacles to grab onto anything, but with their sudden descent it wasn't enough time to grab anything. As Spite braced for impact instead they found that instead of landing on the concrete below they were caught by several tentacles of the other symbiote, though whether or not that was better Max wasn't sure as he quickly tried to squirm out of their grasp.

Abrax was still as powerful as they remembered though and as they were turned around by the tentacles they saw that the other symbiote was licking his lips in anticipation. "Are you ready to surrender yet?" Abrax asked, Spite's body squirming as everywhere the tentacles touched felt like a fire of pleasure was spreading. "You can feel your body, your mind, your very being is yearning to submit to me, to be a part of something even greater than yourselves."

They were words that Max had heard Spite say when they were first bonding and Abrax likely knew it, using their feelings that they had towards one another against them in order to entice them. Though they could feel their own mind telling them to do what the other symbiote asked there was still some fight left in Spite as he managed to morph his arm into a tentacle to slide out of the grip of the one holding him before clawing at the one on his opposite arm. It was enough that it caused the other symbiote to lose his grip and as he did Spite fell to his feet and immediately darted for the destroyed pile of boxes. As soon as he got to the other side he prepared himself to retaliate, except that as the seconds passed Abrax did not come for him.

When Max and Spite had regained their breath they slowly looked over the edge of the boxes to see what had happened. There was no way that the other symbiote would have lost them in that short of a run and as they saw Abrax standing there he just had a smirk on his face and his arms crossed over his chest. That wasn't the only thing though and the two could see that he was also fully erect, his cock jutting straight out and pointing at them as though in invitation. It was ready for them to submit just like it had on the dream and as they looked at themselves they saw that there were thick lines of black and purple that had been applied to their form from the tentacles.

The corruption was growing stronger and as soon as they laid eyes on that throbbing tool they could feel the presence of the other symbiote in their mind. There was no need to chase anymore, not when they had gotten a taste of real submission that suffused through their system. Even as Spite let out a roar and clutched his head he could feel himself succumbing along with his host. It was drawing out both of their sexual hungers, driving them harder as the symbiote was want to do with his host all the time. But instead of Spite wanting to tease or convince Max to indulge in his needs they were being driven to do so by an outside source that was staring right at them.

So even with a potential exit or opening to attack being presented to them the two found themselves taking a step forward, the black that dripped from their chin falling on their foot spreading over the latex like ink on paper. They moved like they were drunk as both symbiote and host succumbed, the minds being deprived of all thoughts save for one. "Ma...ster..." Spite growled, their mouths forming to make the words that were bubbling in their minds like hot tar as they shuffled closer.

"We knew you wouldn't be able to fight it forever," Abrax replied, licking his chops and watching as their black and purple coloration continued to spread through the other symbiote. "It's time for you to take your place, to feel the power that you have unlocked within us. Let's explore this new realm, together as one."

The words dripped like honey into Spite and Max's ears and as they got closer their movements became more fluid and purposeful. The last of their resistance was fading, burned away by the corruption inside them as the bonded pair moved towards their new fate with acceptance. The pleasure of their dream meetup continued to replay in their mind but as they got close enough and started to drop to their knees in front of him Abrax took a golden claw and motioned for them to turn around. This was no dream and they would not settle for half-measures, it was time for him to take what was theirs as they watched the still somewhat white and red-accented symbiote get on all fours in front of him.

Even though he had submitted Abrax still pounced upon him as soon as he was on the ground, nearly pushing him forward onto the concrete as he felt the tongue of the symbiote slither along his cheek. The other creature was clearly excited for this and as their bodies pressed together he could feel the Maxe sensation that he experienced in the dream world. As Abrax wrapped their arms across their chest Max could feel his rubbery body and their sticking together, even feeling webs of the substance hanging in the air when they were briefly pulled apart while the one on top of him got into a better position. If that had concerned Abrax at all he didn't show it as Spite let out a gasp just from the tip of the other symbiote's cock starting to push against their rear.

But it was more than just his ass getting penetrated; as Max and Spite began to lose control of their faculties to the pleasure that was immediately suffusing through the several inches of symbiote sliding into he eager walls there was more happening. They could feel strands of Abrax attaching themselves to their own symbiotic form as the hand of the one on top of them pressed against their head that caused their back to arch. The blackness of the symbiote above started to merge and meld with whatever white shiny latex-like flesh was below them and it caused even more blissful sensation then feeling Abrax inside of them. The other creature had something in mind for them as they could sense the eagerness while tendrils of rubber spread and merged with their own before finally pushing past Spite and into Max's ears.

Their maw stretched out inhumanly wide as they could feel the presence of Abrax nudging their own psyche, a growl escaping from their throats as they began to scratch the ground. As the other symbiote began to slowly slide in and out of them Max and Spite could sense that they were in no hurry to enact this plan of theirs. But they had already submitted and with Abrax corrupting Spite even further there was no escape from their fate, whatever that may be as Abrax pushed inside deep enough that his groin began to bump against his rear. As it did Spite thrashed about as he could feel Abrax sliding into their very thoughts, changing them in a way they had never imagined while their own cock throbbed hard between their legs that had started to thicken.

"What... what are you doing to us..." Spite managed to hissed out before letting out a low grown, his body quivering as Max suddenly felt their chest heave and expand without the symbiote doing anything. The black and purple tendrils that had melded with their symbiote from Abrax pulsated as pure power was being pumped into them, and as Iris and Abrax took hold over them Max and Spite continued to lose themselves in the blissful sensations. This was more then just being bonded like they had been used to and as more of the Abrax symbiote merged with Spite it was causing them to grow bigger. The rutting was just a very pleasurable means to an end as Abrax pumped deeper inside the creature that yielded to their presence and caused both symbiote to moan.

"I'm claiming you," Abrax replied with a growl, though it was outmatched by the deep one that escaped from Spite's throat as he brushed his clawed fingers against the white and red symbiotic latex that was stained with black and purple. "This is what you wanted, to be taken by someone that would give you what you want in exchange for being under him. To live a pure symbiotic existence with one another, bonded fully to one another and as the pet of another symbiote..."

All Max and Spite could do in response was continue to growl as they could feel their entire body starting to shake. Something more was happening to them then just this symbiote dominating them, and it was manifesting as he was pushed forward from the amorous creature that was on top of him. The hand on his head was replaced with the thick tongue of Abrax slathering over his head as the two could feel their body shifting, mutating, reminding Max of the time they had first bonded together. While they could feel an alien strength flowing into them there was something else that they were getting other then power, something far different...

Submission...

Obedience...

Even without Abrax saying the words they seemed to imprint themselves into the mind of symbiote and host alike as their coloration continued to get overtaken by the black and purple rubber, the tendrils throbbing like veins as the symbiote on top of them began to thrust down into them. With the slick shaft meeting little resistance both creatures were able to move and writhe, though the more Spite was pushed down from the weight of the creature on top of him the more he could feel a tugging sensation enveloping his back and neck. The other symbiote was merging with him even more and as the pleasure increased from his inner walls being spread open for a moment Max and Spite thought that perhaps they would be subsumed, pulled into this creature that was dominating them so thoroughly. But there was nothing they could do, even if they were aware that was going on there was a growing part of them that would find no greater desire then for that to happen, to be joined with such a potent symbiote and be so completely enveloped both physically and mentally.

But as Abrax had said he had other plans for this creature. With the newfound power flowing through them the corruption had reached a tipping point, spurred on by the lusts that the two shared as his mind continued to mold and shape Spite. The submission that they had experienced in the dream world was only the beginning and as they continued to show their subservience to the other symbiote their body shifted and warped. A hiss escaped from Spite's mouth as their face pushed out even more, any words that he attempted to form being altered and distorted while he could feel his back being pushed upwards into Abrax from his limbs growing.

The rubbery appendages quivered as they grew, Spite's jaws snapping as he could feel their body being corrupted into something more powerful, more primal, more... feral. With Abrax still pumping into him the pleasure made it hard for the other symbiote to do anything other than dig their lengthening claws into the ground as their jaws snapped. Thick, shiny black drool dripped from Spite's mouth as the red in their eyes constricted, gold pushing its way in as the tendrils pushed over his swollen face. While he retained his humanoid nature his face was more animalistic, one that would invoke fear in anyone that might see it as his bright red teeth grew longer and sharper. With every thrust of the other symbiote the one beneath him grew bigger, his spine lengthening and his sides stretching out as black and purple continued to mingle with white and red before it all marbled into a pattern that seemed to shift with each breath.

Max and Spite's growth was not just relegated to his body either, as Abrax had to adjust his position to accomadate for the other symbiote's wider gate the tendrils that he had wrapped around the maleness that jutted out underneath them swelled with new growth. Abrax gripped the thickening thighs with his arms and continued to keep them spread apart before reaching in and stroking it, watching the creature that he was creating grow bigger and stronger, though most of that was smoothed over as his new limbs shifted to become proportional to the rest of his body. While Spite was bigger and thicker than before the symbiote had still retained most of his humanoid nature and a powerful lithe form, one that was befitting of a hunter as he let out a screech of intense euphoria.

Abrax let out a chuckle as he could sense that the primal nature of the symbiote he had created was not just in his body, feeling the lust and desire soak into their mind and cause those other lingering thoughts to float away. "No need for any of that, my pet," Abrax cooed as he retracted his tongue out of the ear of the bigger creature, seeing the tendrils of black and purple retracting as well while he slowed his thrusts. "Your function is no longer to think, you only are to follow and serve me, do you understand?"

All that came out of Spite's mouth was a low hiss as his head nodded up and down while their own tongue waggled about in the air. The only thing that the two could think about was how they could serve their new master, although at the moment they were doing just fine as Abrax continued to mount the bigger symbiote. Spite had grown at least a few feet as Abrax took control of him and with jerking movements the last of his body finished morphing into a far more predatory form. It was the body of a hunter and as the smaller symbiote ran a hand down the quivering side of the one he had so thoroughly dominated he could see not only the blacks and purples of his body but some remnants of the white and red that the creature used to be.

When Abrax pulled out Spite let out another roar and flexed his new form, nearly knocking the smaller man on top of him off his body as they flexed their thicker muscles. The creature that had been created could walk on all fours just as easily as two and with sizable talons to match that they dug into the concrete. Their body oozed a primal strength and power that was just restrained, held in check by the one that had turned him into such a formidable pet as several tentacles rose up from their back before melting back into it. Though it wasn't requested Spite stood up and as the symbiotic material of his new body flowed into his hands they turned into huge clawed paws that he slashed into a box and tore the wood to ribbons before they quickly reverted back to their former state.

As the two walked over to where they continued to watch the feral symbiote examine himself the rubbery material of Abrax peeled away to reveal Iris. "This new power is amazing," Iris said as he could feel Abrax forming on his shoulder, the two of them watching as Spite crawled up to the roof before jumping from rafter to rafter with ease. "Did we really create that?"

"Indeed we did," Abrax replied. "Whatever happened to us that day when we first fought we have the ability to create creatures like that, and not just from those that already have a symbiote."

"Abrax... are you saying that we could make... more like him?" Iris asked as his jaw dropped slightly.

"We could have an entire army of creatures like that at our feet," Abrax said as Spite once more dropped in front of them, bowing to their new master as Iris found himself still slightly in shock at the entire situation. "You could rule them as the king of symbiotes, with Spite and Max by your side as the primary hunter for the hive."

Though Iris found himself biting his tendril covered lip the symbiote within could already sense that his host was just as keen on the idea as he was. Ever since they had met with the other two their mind had been filled with dreams of dominating this pair, of creating the perfect pet that would not only serve them but also defend them as well. Up until that point the idea of potentially doing this to other people, creating more symbiote thralls, hadn't even entered into their mind, but somewhere deep down they knew that it was possible as their creation let out a roar while putting his flexible and lithe chest on display. When Iris went up to Spite and asked if they were alright there was no response from them, at least not one that was in the form of actual words as the two could feel the desire to serve them from the link between the two.

An entire hive full of creatures like this one, Iris could hear Abrax chuckling as the black and purple symbiotic rubber traveled back up their body and covered the face of the human. With everything they had done their body was growing tired and they needed to rest, which as he held up his hand he found Spite moving towards it and rubbing against it like a true pet. Before they moved from this place before the noise they created would draw the police Abrax thought of one more thing that they wanted to do before they returned home. He had Spite sit before him and found when he did that the other symbiote was still almost eye to eye with him while he slid his hands around the thick neck of the creature. As their monstrous mouths met in a kiss Spite could feel the rubbery flesh around his neck mold and shift until it formed into a pure black collar with purple and gold accents, a true mark that the one that stood before him was his master.

Their kiss was interrupted by the sound of police sirens that were starting to head in their direction. They would be too late as usual and as the two jumped up to the escape route that they had used before Abrax could hear the metal crunching in the claws of the other symbiote as they practically crawled on the underside of the ceiling before they flipped themselves up onto the roof. When they took a second to make sure there weren't any helicopters or anything that could spot their escape they could feel Max and Spite sent a mental tendril of thought to them essentially asking what they wished for them to do. At the moment neither Abrax nor Iris had any idea of what they were going to do with their new feral symbiote pet... but that didn't mean they weren't getting ideas as the two of them sprinted off the rooftop and back towards the apartment of Max that was closer.

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A week later Eli returned back to the apartment that he shared with Max, the chimeric hybrid opening the door with his keys before tossing them in the nearby dish. When he looked around he found the place looked rather clean, which was a bit of surprise to him since his roommate and the symbiote that he was bonded too would sometimes leave a mess when left to their own devices. As his scaly tail flicked back and forth the skinny young man put his backpack on his table and called out if anyone was home. After having spent so long on the road there was nothing more that he would like to do but take a shower and order out food before crashing on the bed.

When he got no response from the quiet apartment he shrugged and decided to make good on his plans, taking the tank top he wore and pulled it up from his furry chest and over his blunt muzzle. After making sure it didn't catch on his large, rounded ears or the piercings that he had he set the shirt aside while making his way towards the bathroom. As he passed by the bedroom of his roommate he happened to notice that it was opened and decided to just peek in and make sure that they hadn't slept in or something before he made a bunch of noise. Clad only in a short pair of shorts that revealed the coppery scales of his thighs he poked his head in carefully to not disturb anything just in case, only to find that it was empty as well.

It was strange though because to him it still felt like there was the presence of someone in the room as the chimera looked about. Though he didn't want to snoop on his roommate it wouldn't be the first time that he had been in his bedroom, or on his bed for that matter. Though their relationship was open he enjoyed Max being his lover, and when Spite joined the mix he found that while it was an oddity the symbiote was actually rather fun. It didn't make the human any less horny for him either, in fact he probably spent more time in this bedroom then he did his own as he took a look around.

Originally nothing had caught his eye but as he turned on the light he saw that there was something that was spread out over the floor. It looked like someone had spilled paint or ink and as he reached down to touch it he found it pulsate under his touch. "Max?" Eli called out once more, his hand running through his short blond hair as he stood back up. "Spite? Are you guys around?"

Though the ceilings of the apartment weren't exactly tall it was enough to keep the symbiote that had been trailing above the chimera ever since he had entered the door hidden from sight. More than once Spite had shifted from one side to the other to avoid the gaze of the other man as he watched his roommate eagerly. Though he could have easily pounced this creature his master had been waiting for him for quite some time in order to continue the experiment that had started back at that warehouse. For the moment though he just watched as Eli continued to look around for a bit longer before he finally shrugged his shoulders and made his way back to the bathroom.

As Eli turned on the water he began to talk out loud to himself on where he was going to order from once he was done, unaware that the mutated symbiote hunter was starting to lean down towards him. The thick tongue of the alien creature started to coil through the air as the chimera waited for the shower to heat up to where he wanted it while letting the water cascade down the pads of his fingers to drip off the tip of his claws. Even as he stood there he found himself frowning at the sensation of being watched while the thickly clawed and rubbery hand started to stretch out towards him. Spite's primal need was pushing past his rationale for waiting, he wanted to claim this creature, his lover, so badly that he was practically drooling as he watched Eli start to pull down his shorts once steam started to rise up from the tub.

Just as the chimera was about to put his foot into the shower though there was a knock on the door that caused Eli to pause, turning around to find that there was nothing there but his own reflection in the mirror. If it was a package that Max had ordered it would probably wait until he got done with his shower, but as he contemplated ignoring it there was another knock that was slightly more incessant. Sighing loudly the chimera reached in and turned off the water before pulling back up his shorts and underwear to go and answer the door. As he left the bathroom Spite dropped down to the floor without a sound, his chittering growl resonating in his throat before slowly following behind.

"I'll be right there!" Eli shouted at the third set of knocks, trying to find where he had tossed his tank top as he looked around for the missing garment. When he couldn't find it he decided to just go with the shorts and opened the door. "Hey, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, hello there," Iris said with a grin, the human man standing there with his hands tucked into his hoodie. "My name is Iris, I'm actually a friend of Max... and Spite."

When Eli's eye rose up slightly Iris pulled out his hands to reveal the symbiote that covered them before tucking them back in. "Ah, now that's interesting," Eli said as he stepped aside to allow Iris in. "I didn't know that there were more of you out there, from what Max told me it sounded like Spite was a unique deal. Does that other part of you have a name?"

"Abrax."

The voice that came from behind him was much deeper then the one he had just heard coming out of the human, turning around in time to see the last of Iris be enveloped by the rubbery material as the door closed behind them. "So Iris and Abrax," Eli said, the sight of the shiny symbiote human standing there causing him to smile slightly. "If you're looking for Max and Spite they're out for the moment, but if you don't mind waiting or you're supposed to meet up then you're free to do so on the couch."

"Actually, we're here to see you," Abrax replied, Eli turning his head around in question while his tail wagged slightly in the air. "Max and Spite have told us much about you, and we think that you'd be perfect for a little test of an ability that we had recently acquired thanks to them. Also in case you're wondering the two have been here already, though if you saw them now you may not recognize them."

A sudden growl from the hallway that led to their bedrooms caused Eli to spin around, gasping slightly in shock at the creature that padded towards them. "Holy cow, is that really you two?" Eli asked, the other symbiote nodding his head as he slowly rose up to walk upright, though he still retained that feral quality to his form as Eli's eyes looked over his new muscular form. "Wow, you look so... primal like that. Even the patterning looks good, how are you managing all those changes?"

"You'll find that he's not as vocal as he used to be," Abrax interjected as Spite took a step towards Eli, which the chimera was still mesmerized at the transformed nature of the other man while the other symbiote continued on. "Though you'll find that he's quite the pet, at least to his owner. For others that dominant nature that lurks deep within can just bubble to the surface, particularly to those that he had been that way towards in the past."

Before Eli could even ask what that meant he gasped as the creature charged him, feeling the wall pressed against his back as he stared right into the maw of this new version of Spite. Though the chimera believed he had nothing to fear, Spite sometimes even more amorous towards him then Max was, suddenly seeing that drooling maw a few inches away from his own caused his breath to catch in his throat. "Whoa there big guy," Eli said as he pressed his hands onto the shoulders of the symbiote only to feel the clawed digits sinking slightly into the rubbery flesh. "Don't you think a little bit of an explanation is necessary?"

"We do not," Abrax said simply.

The next sound that came out of Eli's maw was a gurgle as the symbiote holding him against the wall pushed his tongue past the fangs of the chimera. While not having the Maxe anatomy as them Spite knew that this one could handle a little more then the average human, something that he had figured out after quite a bit of experimentation. He watched the wide irises of the creature start to roll back as his head tilted up from the tongue wiggling around inside of him, the tip pushing insistently inside of him as the jaws of the symbiote stretched out wide. The body of the chimera started to shake slightly as the claws of the creature's hand that wasn't pinning him by the chest, which had started to melt and spread over his thin chest, caressed his blonde hair before moving down his side and eventually to his shorts where they were pulled off his body.

With being suspended a foot in the air it didn't take much for the offending garments to drop off from his feet, leaving the man completely naked as the maw of the symbiote pushed forward to embrace in a sloppy kiss. Abrax watched with bemused interest as his pet began to stretch out the throat of the chimera was slowly pressing his body into him. As the thin legs of the pinned man continued to kick out from the over stimulation the symbiote's tentacles slithered around the scaled thighs and kept them held apart. Much like the tentacles that had started to stretch and slither over the quivering form of his prey the thick rubbery cock between his legs moved like a snake, shifting towards the tailhole that had been exposed to him. As the head of the symbiote pressed against the chimera's face in a sloppy kiss the tip of his mutated maleness did too, taking a few seconds to allow the rubbery material to spread between the cheeks before wiggling inside.

Abrax let out a purr of pleasure as he could feel through his pet, watching as Max and Spite combined their desire to serve with the natural lust they had with their roommate. As the chimera's claws dug into the wall Eli's hips were pushed up from the gooey cock pushing into it, but as his entire body writhed from the esctasy of being spread open by something that was able to perfectly conform to his tight tailhole something else was already happening. Spite's body began to convulse slightly as his rubbery cock undulates while a similar sensation happened to his tongue as well. As Abrax watched he continued to feed more pleasure into his pet while putting his hand on the back of the marbled rubber creature to his power once more.

Eli was so lost in the haze of pleasure that he didn't realize that his stomach was starting to distend, the thin abs of the chimera immediately starting to swell as symbiotic fluid was pumped into him. With having already grown the other symbiote to be bigger than him it had given Abrax so many ideas on what he could do with a fresh host as he gave a mental nudge to his pet to push in closer. With both men starting to rut to the point where Eli's scales were starting to rub the paint off the wall he wanted to make sure that this new experience would be enthralling to all those involved. It would mean that next time there will be much more eagerness to do what he had planned, and Abrax had so much more planned once they finished with this little experiment.

A loud gurgle brought Abrax's attention back to the two, watching as the face of the symbiote had pushed its way towards the blunt muzzle of the chimera. Spite had bulged out Eli's neck with his tongue and as it continued to stretch out the belly of the pinned man the rubber of his face started to stretch outwards to tendril towards the other man. For the briefest of moments Max's face was exposed, the tongue of the symbiote still pushing out his own lips despite having Spite's feral face pushed back, and as the exposed fangs of both men were covered in rubber as the colorful tentacles pushed from one to the other. Once their faces were pressed in the kiss Abrax saw as the symbiotic creature enveloped the heads of both men, briefly seeing the eyes of the chimera widen in pure shock before they were completely coated.

With the head of the chimera covered and locking the two in the deep kiss it was just a matter of the rest of his form. While Abrax was enjoying himself with the show and feeling Spite growing more feral by the second it was time to put in for a more personal touch. This was his new pet after all, the pair thought to themselves as they got up behind the larger symbiote, it was only fair that they got to mold this new one as they saw fit. With the nature of Eli's form being already imbued with a bit of magic it would allow for a little more leeway in his ministrations as he got up behind the other man.

All it took a bit of mental nudging and Spite slowed the thrusting of his hips so that he could get his own throbbing maleness in the tight hole of his pet. Even with them being told to stand still he could see that they were still writhing a bit, Abrax leaning to see the distended stomach of the chimera start to jiggle. It hadn't grown any bigger even with the symbiote still practically orgasming inside of him, but as Spite continued to stretch out over the pinned man the one behind them could still see what was happening. The scales and flesh of the man writhing against the wall in pleasure was starting to push out, ready to assimilate this one into something befitting of their new hive.

Abrax could no longer resist and pushed his own muscular form against Max and Spite, looking down as his cock briefly sank into the human rear of Max while Spite continued to slither over the chimera. It only happened briefly before his own rubber spread over and coated the pert backside of the other host while their minds connected once more. When he had first made Spite into his pet the mental bonding they had shared their thoughts and their lusts, but with a more calculated insertion, both physically and mentally, Abrax was able to keep things decidedly more one-sided. He could hear Max and Spite gasp mentally as they were pushed aside to allow the other symbiote access into his mind and body.

It didn't take much for Abrax to get them to comply; he could sense the devotion that the two had for one another was practically imprinted upon him with taking control over them. The dominance of this hunter symbiote was curtailed to the one that had created them and they were more than happy to allow the other pair to use their body as they saw fit. It was basically their form anyway, Abrax mused as he started to shift in perspective while still thrusting his hips forward to get himself deeper inside. As his chest pressed against the back of the other symbiote his tendrils spread and merged with the rubbery flesh underneath him while they suddenly lost their sight.

When Abrax pulled back on Spite's form they could feel the tongue that was so deep in the other man it was practically wiggling inside of his stomach, which had flattened out considerably with the symbiotic material infiltrating into the entirety of his form. He could feel the power influencing every aspect of this chimeral creature and as the symbiote began to manifest he began to mold and shape it. While Spite and Max were their pet they were also the hunter and protector of the group... this one one he had different plans for. This pet would be far more dutiful as a servant, and as Abrax took total control of Spite's symbiotic body he could feel more of his power push into Eli along with the cock he had commandeered.

With Max and Spite relegated to the backseat of their own bodies Abrax was able to get a better handle on the situation unfolding in front of him. He could still feel his own body thrusting inside the one he had possessed thanks to Iris, and though the intense lust that came from the act was rather distracting he still found his attention more drawn to the writhing male in front of him. Eli's head was completely covered with the symbiotic rubber and he could already see it morphing and contorting so that it would be in control while he pleasured male underneath would be along for the ride. There would be no name for the symbiote, they would simply belong to Abrax along with the chimera as he looked down to see more of the shiny substance spreading from the stretched out tailhole.

With the slightly more animistic features that Eli had Abrax decided to capitalize on it and with each thrust of his hips he saw the engulfed muzzle start to push out more. He could sense the confusion in the other male but quickly replaced with with pleasure as he used Spite's muscular chest to pin the man against the wall, his maleness more than prehensile enough to continue to push up into Eli's body while he brought his clawed hands to the blank face. As the symbiote's eyes formed Abrax's entire body shuddered as he coalesced his new power into his hand and pressed his palms against the sides of the chimera's head. With the mouth still not created yet all that came out of the pleasured male was a muffled growl as the other symbiote pushed the rubber out and over into Eli's ears, shaping them into points that was more canine than the rounded ones he had sprouted previously.

Eli continued to contort and writhe as his symbiote was given shape by the one that was corrupting him, bound both by the rubbery tentacles that had spread almost completely over his body and the pure euphoria that had infiltrated his mind. It had long since infiltrated his brain and connected him with Spite and Max, though as he continued to get pumped into he could sense an alien presence there that wasn't them. This... this was his master, and as the words echoed in his mind he suddenly found them imprinted into the very ooze that had completely overwhelmed his body. Though he had been in darkness for a while his sight began to restore itself as eyes formed on the rubber that had become part of his face, only to see something in his field of vision that hadn't been there before.

Both symbiote shivered in pleasure as he brought up his clawed hand and pressed against the long, slender muzzle that had become his new mouth. As it opened in shock Eli felt his new tongue push out and writhe around in the air like it had a mind of its own, though as it slithered against his lips he could feel fangs and new sharpened teeth that hadn't been his own. Even though the intense pleasure and growing desire to serve that was drowning out all his other thoughts he still stared at his hands in awe as he saw the marbling effect that had consumed Spite was transferred one to him save it was quite a bit more black with purple where his scales were. A sudden thrust up from the cock that had stretched out his modified inner walls caused him to let out a loud screech as the tendrils began to retract from his lean, shiny body.

Abrax took a moment from plowing into Eli in order to appreciate the creation that he had made. The symbiote's lean chest heaved up and down as it glinted in the light, the mostly black rubber sliding effortlessly against Spite's body that caused both of them a great deal of pleasure. Every inch of the chimera had been completely converted to become a shiny jackal symbiote, though as Abrax continued to manipulate the mind of the creature while in his blissful state he was becoming more like a drone. While just like with Spite he could retract the rubber at any time to go back to his chimeral form there was no reason he could see that he would do that as he was pushed forward by Iris in their body. It was a stunning creation that he had made and as the jackal symbiote drone let out a hiss of pleasure their muzzles once more met in a sloppy, tongue-slithering kiss that took advantage of the augmented chimera's new physiology.

With the new symbiote created and Abrax no longer needing to sculpt the lithe, rubbery jackal creature anymore he sifted back into his own form. He could feel Spite and Max flow back into control of their body and as he left he left the mental command to both men to orgasm. They were more than willing to oblige and as Abrax shared in their climax he could still feel the connection between them and the jackal symbiote drone that they had created. It was an intense feeling, especially with the cascading waves of pleasure that were flowing over their corrupted mind as they continued to be imprinted with the devotion and loyalty that Max and Spite had gotten. Though he wanted to make sure that they were both capable of acting on their own authority Abrax merely made sure that there was one and only one that superseded it, the two creatures doing whatever he wished as they remained connected through the tendrils of psychic energy that had come with the power.

Once they were finished and had come down from their peak Abrax and Iris pulled out of Max and Spite in order to allow them to rest. With no chance of interruption from the outside world, save for a potential noise complaint if the neighbor that shared the wall with the one they were banging against was home, they made their way to the bedroom where Abrax pulled back from their body to reveal Iris underneath. "This new power is incredible," Iris said as he looked down at his hands, which were still augmented by the symbiotic material as he flexed his shiny clawed fingers. "Not only did we take control of another symbiote but made another, how is that possible?"

"I honestly don't have a clue," Abrax replied as he formed his head from the symbiotic material on Iris' shoulder. "Perhaps our interaction with Spite, but in the end does it really matter? We have been given something potent, something that we can use to our advantage."

Iris didn't need to look into the mind of the symbiote to know what he meant. Ever since they had connected with Spite and Max there had been one path that they had both wanted to go down, one that involved plenty more creatures like Eli. It was more than just creating those to serve them; this was the establishment of a hive, a den of symbiote creatures that could still live their lives but were connected to him and would grow their power. Though they had no intention of letting the new Eli revert back anytime soon they knew he could with just a thought like them, and that led to potential that was previously not even fathomable.

But there would be logistics that would need to be taken into consideration, the two mused as they began to walk back into the living room. Even if he just had those that he converted return to their normal lives until called upon they would want to see their hive in action and enjoy their forms as they served them. That meant they would need somewhere they could spread, someplace secret that had plenty of space for them to... grow. Though their first thought went back to the warehouse that they had first met at it was far too open for them to consider it, but that didn't mean they couldn't hole up somewhere that was owned by one of the many criminal organizations that were out there in the city.

At the thought of potentially going after a group like that Abrax and Iris could see the heads of the other two perk up and look at him. It appeared that they were inclined to join in on that potential idea and it caused the symbiote to chuckle. This caused both of them to chuckle as they remembered the first time they met and the reason they had fought in the first place, though they had the funny feeling that Max and Spite won't mind this new plan of attack as the head of the symbiote shifted to the side and enveloped the human one. "I think it's time that we find ourselves somewhere new that we can really stretch our legs," Abrax said as he reached out his fingers and curled them to beckon the two forward. "But before we do that I want to make sure that you two are properly accessorized so that there's no mistake in who you belong too."

With the jackal being smaller than Max and Spite he remained standing while the other pair went to one knee. Abrax reached out and rubbed both of their necks to create one last adjustment to their symbiotic natures in the form of a golden collar of symbiotic rubber. He would do the Maxe for Max and Spite too but there were a few more touches that he wanted to make sure that the chimera turned jackal symbiote would have just to make sure he knew his place. After his fingers ran down the purple patterning where the scales were on the body of Eli he went to his wrists and did the Maxe thing to make a pair of gold cuffs imprinted on the rubber there. He did the Maxe thing for the clawed feet while continuing to inspect his work on the lean creature while watching its long tail stretching out unnaturally while flipping through the air.

Once he had finished putting Eli's body to match his enthralled mind he put a collar around the other symbiotic pair while leaving the rest of him bare. The marbled symbiotic material that covered his muscular form was more than enough to have made his mark. "Now, lets put you two to the test, shall we?" Abrax said as his symbiote smirk stretched to reveal his golden teeth. "I'm sure two upstanding heroes as your hosts are know where there are a few criminals holed up, why don't you go and find someplace where we could make ourselves at home?"

****

The next day night had fallen as two men made their way through the streets of the city, heading back to their base of operations due to a call they had gotten from their boss. Unlike most of the people that were on the streets their means of business was far less then legitimate as they worked as bruisers for one of the local gangs in the neighborhood. While not nearly as big as some of the syndicates that were prevalent in the city they were fine with paying a bit of tribute and keeping the turf that they had. Plus it was one of the few gangs that had a gambling den that was underneath a fast food place that they could frequent while they worked.

When the two got into the alley that harbored the entrance to their secret hideout they were surprised to find that there was no one at the door. Usually they had someone pretending to be a bum that made sure there was no one that came in uninvited, but as they opened the metal door and walked down the stairs they found the actual bouncer that sat in the small alcove next to the second door wasn't there either. As the two men looked at each other they wondered if somehow the police raided them, but if that had been the case then they would have gotten the signal to stay away, not go there immediately. Despite their trepidation the two opened the second door to find that the gambling hall was completely empty.

That part wasn't too unusual; if there was a call to action they would have cleared the place in order to make sure their criminal acts were not observed even if they did mostly take place in the back room. If they had been more observant they might have seen the shiny latex-like substance that was on the ground or strung up in several areas as they moved further in. When they got to the back door that led to their actual headquarters they found it was open and that there were no lights inside. They knew where the light switch was and walked in to get it, only to find that it was covered in a black substance as the door suddenly slammed shut behind them.

"You two are late," a voice they had never heard of growled from the darkness.

"What... what the hell is that?" One of the punks said as they began to back away, only to have a creature fall between them and the door. The rubber jackal drone let out a screech that caused them to stumble backwards and fall further into the room, which was when the lights suddenly turned on and revealed the scene around them. "The fuck?!"

There were at least a dozen jackal drones that had been hiding in the darkness that suddenly began to stalk towards them, all with the Maxe golden markings on their bodies and blank faces. One of the men quickly reached into his jacket to grab the gun that was inside but his arm was quickly pulled away by the tentacle that had wrapped around it, spinning the man around to see the much bigger feral symbiote roar at him. A second similar creature restrained the other man and as they were brought down to their knees they found that the entire floor underneath them had a rubbery coating to it that was stretching and sprouting tendrils that were already crawling up the walls. Once they were brought down to their knees they found there was one that sat at the desk that normally was occupied by their boss.

"Your outfit has undergone some changes," Abrax said with a smirk as he watched the two continue to try and squirm about, only for the two powerful symbiotes to keep them in their place with a single arm. "As you can see none of your fellow gang members seem to mind the new management, and once we're done with your initiation you won't either. Do try to enjoy yourself."

Abrax just grinned as he watched his pets converge on the two, though they had already been corrupted to their new life as soon as his pets had put their hands on their heads and allowed the symbiotic material to spread. By the time he had finished up it had already reached their ears and pushed inside so that they could be connected with the hive even as they saw the other jackal heads briefly peel back to reveal the other members of the gang inside. The one that sat alongside Spite and Max was the boss of the outfit that he had decided to make into another hunter, someone with the intense desire to take over was a welcome addition to have after they washed away the more criminal aspects of their mind. The one that was enjoying themselves the most though were the two symbiotic creatures that would be at his right and left side, one of them quite literally as the chimera-patterned rubber jackal came up to him with a drink.

"We're definitely going to enjoy this," Abrax said to his hive as he could feel two more connections being made to the increasingly complex web that connected them all, watching as the two that had walked in as humans were being covered with symbiotic rubber while the shiny substance on their faces pushed out into muzzles. "Of course we're going to have to take it a bit slow, but once people start to get used to our influence it should be welcomed in most part. Perhaps those heroes that Max and Eli wanted to be a part of wouldn't mind joining someone that had a more... permanent solution to the criminal problem that infested this city."

Abrax saw Spite nod their head before leaning forward and sticking his tongue into the partially transformed maw of the other man, savoring the pleasure of bringing another criminal to justice while also serving their master. It was a bit of a corruption of their ideals... but from what he could see they didn't seem to mind at all as he sat back on the chair that would soon be his throne for this new hive kingdom of his.