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Hunk turned left and right before he turned again to face the corner. He reached down and undid his fly, his bladder having been begging for a piss. His cock flopped out of his pants and into his hand, and Hunk finally got the relief he needed. The light pitter patter of piss hitting the floor was heard before a dark grunt of satisfaction escaping his throat as he coaxed the last few beads of piss from his foreskinned tip, raking his hand through his scraggly pube hairs in male pride.

Hunk checked his receiver_. Bzzzt._ Radio static. He heard something in the distance, too.

Nobody dared to come with him on this mission into the Nest. All the better for Hunk, because he knew a secret the others didn’t know - that this was the peak time that the lickers came out.

He heard some scampering down the hall, then it was only moments after that Hunk heard a massive crash and turned around to have a licker land on the floor in front of him, presumably having busted through the ceiling.

The licker mused at Hunk with suspicion and Hunk the same in turn, except he had left his dick hanging out in his rush to grab his weapon. The licker seemed docile, so he lowered his firearm. With his hands at his sides, Hunk had a good chance to eye up the creature - it was humanoid at best, crawling on all four legs.

Hunk’s eye’s traced the ravaged body of the creature and stopped to admire the feature for which it was named - a massive tongue protruding from the creature’s mouth, a rope of muscle which darted back and forth, all the while shimmering and dripping with thick and ropy saliva. This licker seemed more than a bit curious as it slowly approached Hunk’s crotch.

It came close and Hunk felt the creature’s wheezing and hot breath spilling onto his still-exposed dick. The licker’s tongue flipped up and grazed Hunk from his base to his tip. Hunk slowly lowered his trousers, knowing what would come next. He loved to feel the curious licker’s tongue poke and prod his cock till it became hard.

Hunk’s trousers dropped to his ankles as his cock bounced in excitement.

"Fuck yeah…"

He couldn't resist, the licker's tongue just felt so good and it's been weeks since he last got off.

Hunk instinctively gyrated his hips as the licker used it's tongue like a stroking hand on his shaft.

Just imagine it, Hunk, a big muscular man in a tight suit, his back leaning against the wall, deep moans echoing in his helmet as his hard cock stuck out like a sore thumb in the otherwise unremarkably dim surroundings, getting his fat 9-incher coated in a venerable amount of monster spit.

The second the licker's tongue dared to swipe at his pube-infested low-hanging nuts, Hunk threw his head back and groaned like a wounded animal.

"I'm gonna fucking blow…"

The licker only could do what it did best - use that thick slick tongue to jerk the man till he shot his load in the air.

The licker’s tongue withdrew after tracing a wet trail around Hunk’s musky bush and sweaty hairy nuts.

The sight of the licker's 'head' and tongue being covered in his pube hairs drove Hunk up the wall and he couldn't stop himself from humping his thick musky bush against its face, groaning:

"Take all my fucking pubes," in a fit of horny rage.

The creature’s head dipped low as its muscly body suddenly lunged upon Hunk, pinning him to the floor. Hunk winced in pain as he hit the concrete and, try as he might, he couldn’t reach for his gun.

"Nrghhh… Fuck…"

He blacked out and when he awoke, puddles of licker spit were all over the floor.

His cock and suit felt wet and Hunk deduced that the lickers may have “marked” him during his blackout.

He sighed and let his cock flex as the thought of the licker’s long tongue and plump bubble butt entered his mind again.

There’s no stopping it now. He’s going to crave licker tongue for the rest of his life.

It seems that the lickers’ ‘scent’ is having an effect as, no sooner than he managed to regain his senses, he is swarmed by the crawling monstriousties.

Before he could even take stock of the situation, spit flung out of Hunk's mouth in surprise as he felt a licker's tongue squirm it's way up his meaty backside. Hunk’s suit has been torn and broken open by the lickers who took advantage of him while he was knocked unconscious, leaving his muscular hairy body open to molestation by the lickers who are now surrounding him from all sides and are not afraid to penetrate him.

Feeling that thick, cold, alien-like tongue squirm it's way through his hair-infested cheeks to prod at his virgin pink, musky hole sent a satisfying shiver up the big man's spine. It made his cock throb all the more harder inside a licker's succulent mouth.

Hunk felt the licker’s breath on his face as the creature grabbed him by the wrists. It hovered over his exposed crotch and dripped some slimy drops of spit on his sweaty dick. Suddenly, the licker tightened its grasp and flipped Hunk over, exposing his ass. With a thrust here and a pull there, the licker had forced Hunk’s knees and hips to buckle and allow his ass to be fully exposed.

Now Hunk was being eaten out and open for attack by any licker who wants to prod their long tongues in his hairy man-cunt, which is to say, all.

Hunk was fully restrained, but not in the least ashamed. If the licker could see and smell, it would know the banquet that lay before it. Hunk’s asscheeks were covered in hair, a testament to the fine example of masculinity that he is. A man turned monster fucker.

A thick coat of dark hair lined the crack, which was practically glazed with Hunk’s daily grime and sweat. The licker’s grasp on Hunk’s wrists tightened and Hunk winced in pain. Lickers were known to be horny fuckers, but this one was starting to go too far.

Hunk felt globs of spit dripping from the licker’s mouth onto his exposed ass. Whatever that thing was doing back there, it better do a damn good job. The licker again tugged on Hunk’s wrists, causing Hunk to whimper slightly in pain. His pain was eased a moment as he felt the licker’s tongue slowly dipping to caress his crack. The muscular organ slithered up and down, covering Hunk’s crack in a slimy and shimmering layer of saliva as the tongue slurped up Hunk’s smell and musk.

Hunk twitched with pleasure each time the licker’s tongue dashed across his hole, but each time he dared to move, the licker’s grasp would become tighter until its claws were beginning to dig into his wrists. The licker made its move and lowered its mouth over Hunk’s pink and quivering hole. The creature had loved the taste of Hunk’s musky and sweaty ass, but it wanted the prize.

The fortunate captive himself and the creature each froze as he felt the licker push its face flush to line up with his puckering asshole. WIthout warning, the licker’s tongue dove straight in, forcing Hunk to arch his back and yelp in pain yet again.

It felt better than cock -- not that he would know what that feels like, as he’s only throatfucked and used faggots, but the tongue is truly girthier than most human dicks out there.

The licker withdrew only to begin circling the tender opening. It’s slimy tongue slid over and around and across Hunk’s hole till he began to realize who was in control. Each quiver of his body was met with a sharp jerk on his wrists.

The licker’s maw was oozing with slimy drool now, matting down Hunk’s fuzz and prepping his ass for the major work. The licker’s tongue took another deep dive into Hunk’s loosened hole. Hunk shivered as he felt the muscular alien rope wriggling inside him, until he then shivered in pleasure as the tongue hit his g-spot. The licker’s tongue was flexible enough that it bent to caress and swirl around his opening while its tip fluttered inside him. Hunk felt himself losing control while the licker’s tongue formed a hook shape and began to gape his tired hole as it audibly popped in and out.

The licker leaned back and raised Hunk up onto his knees. It had released his arms, so he could have gone for his weapon, but he instead unzipped his jacket and whipped off his sweat-covered shirt. The licker felt about his body curiously and grazed over the man’s slick and muscled body. Everywhere the licker moved, it dripped eager saliva until Hunk wasn’t sure if he was dripping from his own sweat or from the creature’s slimy drool. His body hair was matted with the thick spit.

With a shove, the licker flipped Hunk onto his back. He was nearly spent until he felt the licker’s hot breath again hovering over his crotch. His cock slowly buzzed to life as he felt the licker’s spit drip onto his shaft. The licker was waiting for Hunk to get hard again. It didn’t take long for Hunk’s member to stand at full mast, ready for whatever abuse was next.

--Continues below, at the next mission...

You may be surprised to see that Hunk has escaped unscathed from his encounter with a group of horny ass-eating lickers, but the matter of the fact is that, once they get what they want (which is Hunk’s delicious sperm), they will leave him alone and Hunk is free to embark upon his next mission without seeming all the wiser.

But it’s not so easy for him, because that encounter has only served to fuel his lust for these cum-hungry freaks of nature.

The second a licker wrapped its thick tongue around his cock and squeezed him of all his cum, Hunk's fate was sealed. He would become a monster fucker for life.

Almost like it's a drug, an addiction problem even, his cock itches for the feeling of warm sloppy licker tongue enveloping around all 9 inches of his thick, hard-as-steel shaft.

Bzzzt.

"Hunk! Are you there?" His receiver crackled. Hunk grunted with annoyance and pried the device off his chest, smacking it down onto the murky floor.

He groaned in pleasure as he tilted his head back against the wall, his cock twitching of its own accord, stringed with fat globs of licker spit, his shaft wet and moist, stinking of saliva.

Fuck the mission. Nothing matters anymore except getting his nut off inside a licker.

Hunk doesn't care about finding a vaccine for the G-virus, he wants those freaks to stay around forever, with their thick, long tongues and the shared desire between all men that whisper to their buddies:

"Yeah, I blow my nut inside those things. Let's not kill them."

And it's not just Hunk that has become a depraved monster fucker.

As the other men are out on their mission, the second they see a licker crawling on the ceiling right above them, saliva dripping down in thick globs down their black suits, they do not run in fear. Their cocks flex beneath their tightly packed suits.

One man even goes so far as to unzip his suit, collecting all of the thick, almost cum-like spit of the licker on his hand and uses that as lube to masturbate his cock furiously, shakily leaning back against the wall and loudly fapping as the licker smacks down on the floor to inspect the other two men, it's tongue playing with the obvious bulge in their suits, making the men fully hard in seconds.

The masturbating soldier then walks behind the licker and jerks off to the sheer sight of his bubble butt, grinding his unbelievably hard shaft against his plump cheeks before exploding with a heavy, chunky load all over its body, a deep, dark, satisfied grunt echoing in the soldier's mask.

"I-I'm just gonna take a break and watch," the soldier said with a raspy tone, sitting against the wall with his spent cock resting against his thigh, thick globs of white cum evident on his pure black suit.

As for the other two men? Let's just say that all the soldiers who go out on missions to kill the things end up returning with shaky, haggard looks and smelling slightly of cum. The fact is: all men can't resist them. They simply cannot resist their cocks from flexing every time that thick tongue coils out of it's toothless mouth.

(Oh, by the way, that toothless mouth is very good for blowjobs. With the fat, cum-milking lips that they have and no end of spit, there is truly no place better for a blowjob in this apocalyptic world than inside a licker).

"This is a licker?" One man would say as his gun falls to the floor and the clear outline of his cock bulges in his suit.

It doesn't help that a licker is a cum-hound in all but name.

They are known to seduce soldiers from their mere appearance and tongue-teasing right until even the most muscular and macho of soldiers the Raccoon City Defense Force has is gripping his hands against the wall, trapped with nowhere to run from all sides, in front of him being a licker hungry for his jizz.

"This kind of behaviour wasn't documented…" he would say as the licker makes every effort to get inside his pants.

Whichever way you may interpret it, the fate of every man who goes on a mission to "kill lickers" is this:

He ends up succumbing to his natural masculine desire to unzip his pants, haul out his oversized hairy uncut cock, and jam it into the licker's throat. If nobody is there to judge him, the man would get rough, he may even ascend it to rape if he's in the mood (which he most likely is). He would grip the licker's head (for lack of a more accurate term), and facefuck it hard until his stray pube hairs are fluttering on its face, thick himbo-bitch lips pried open by the soldier's thick shaft. He would continue the rough facefucking, lewd noises of a man getting his nut off inside a mouth laced with thick, globby spit, until he pumps his fat load down it's throat with a satisfied grunt.

Hell, if he has the need then and there, he'd even piss down its throat. Gotta wash down all the cum, after all.

One such man who demonstrates this behaviour is Hunk, as he will always do so.