David leaned back against the laboratory benchtop. He gagged, and his mind went blank. He stopped stroking his cock and playing with his breasts, letting his arms fall down to his sides as a haze swept over his mind. A werm pushed its way up his throat - it felt orgasmic.
Just a couple weeks ago he had been completely male. No perky, leaking breasts ready to be fucked at a moments notice. No anal infestation that made his ass feel as good as a pussy in heat. No neck choker penetrating up into his brain, spewing a constant stream of sexual desires into his mind. No parasites.
It wasn't clear who among the lab got infested first. It spread slowly and quietly, until one day David walked in to all his colleagues fucking each other openly on the lab stools. He didn't scream or panic, but calmly joined in, stripping and bending over to reveal just how much his own body had been mutated.
A werm fell to the floor from his infested mouth. Another one would follow soon after. This was his existence now, to be impregnated every day in every orifice, birthing werms to continue the infestation of the nearby city.
Anon Smith
2025-01-04 16:02:57 +0000 UTCBritish Lion
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