[DolphinSanity] Tarrex Shots: Prelude
_ the thought was followed by a massive info-dump of every person harry knew, the host's memory responding in service to the symbiote's needs.
The Hive Arrives
She looked back at him - his host-name was charles, she remembered - and nodded. "i know, but what else are we supposed to do? either we kill a few hosts to get through, or we lose most of what we gained."
Maw of Reproduction
She shuddered, watching as one of the male hosts was pinned down, his cock pulled into one of the female's mouths and sucked on.
[DolphinSanity] Easy Prey
He fluidly teased himself with each of the possibilities, feeling the host body's now-helpless status as a sack of meat and nerves for his use. this sweet, warm flesh... so pent up and eager for him... "heh... haah..."
A Budding Community, 5 | by DolphinSanity
What mattered was the strange _him_ inside, cold and hungry for the host. the ideal host. he had a lot of commodore-feeding to catch up on -- and soon.
[DolphinSanity] "No, Sir"
_don't ask me,_ replied the host.
[DolphinSanity] The King of Slime
The ferret-tarrex joined in, feeding the fox-tarrex some cock to congratulate him on putting down the host's rebellion. the dolphin host joined in, his symbiote now fully refreshed and winged, enjoying himself in the ferret-host's rear.
Survival
The cougar host buttoned up his clothing and sat behind the medical officer's desk again. the brain seed used his body to reach for the intercom. 'good news, bayer! rick's going to be okay.
[DolphinSanity] Bathed in Perfection
This host, and that host... two hosts, but not quite enough biomass to fully encapsulate both right away. no matter. the hosts would provide. the hosts would indulge and provide pleasures and materials. convert pleasures and obedience.
The Stingray Queen's Plot
Her various infestations had ways of blending into the biology of their host, adjusting their biomass to be the same sort of dna that their host had. all that any scans might see would be tumors. hopefully.
[DolphinSanity] Dragon and Chill
It made teryx smile to consider that such improvements might gradually happen to anybody hosting one of these slugs for long enough.
[DolphinSanity] Blending In
The host tried to swim toward it, as if to take possession of it by merging himself to that form.