Love, Parasitic - Pt. 02

CW: non-human; alien; lesbian; transformation; questionable consent; body modification; lactation

'Now put it in me,' Vi said, a glimmer in her eyes. She was still kneeling in front of me, looking up with those eyes of hers. She had perfected the fuck-me look years ago, and I'd never been able to resist it.

'You're sure?' I asked. 'You were just saying-'

'It's an alien,' she said, nodding. 'Yeah, I know. Fuck. I mean, I can't believe that there's an alien inside you right now, Ellie.'

That thought put a bit of a twist in my stomach, too, though I wasn't sure if that was nerves or, you know, it.

'Could you bring it back out? Make it, you know, into a cock again?'

I nodded as Vi stroked my thighs, her hands warm against me. I concentrated, and felt that movement again - it listened, though, and obeyed me. From me, it slid and moved, like a smooth, free-thinking muscle, until the alien creature was against my thigh. It shifted, moving as I wanted it to, inches from Vi's face, and she watched it with wary eyes. It poked out from beneath the bottom of my sundress, making it tent a little as the head got caught.

'It looks so different like that,' Vi said, pulling the dress off it, It bounced a little, and it felt good.

'Like what?'

'Like, as what it is, instead of as-' She watched it as I shaped in, in front of her eyes - the Flesh shifted and pulled into a shape, phallic and hanging from my pelvis. 'As that.'

I shaped it the way I remembered Vi's strap-ons being - smooth, with the head.

'How's that?' I asked, looking down at it. It stuck out from me, pale as my own skin, and pointing out from me, in front of Vi's face.

'No offence,' she said. 'It looks like a toy. I mean, there's no balls or anything.'

I nodded. 'Yeah - I'm not exactly experienced with the real thing.'

Vi bit her lip, setting back a little. Her hands slid from my hips, moving in on it, until I felt her cool fingers close around the shaft.

'Ooohh,' I hummed; earlier, it had felt almost like my clit had been stroked directly, but now it was less like that. 'Feels like it's mine,' I said. 'It feels like it's part of me.'

Vi just held it, her other hand stroking my skin softly. 'It looks like part of you, too.'

'So cool,' I said with a little smile. 'But, a little...'

'Plastic,' she said. Then, she let go, and sprung to her feet. 'Right - I have an idea - come with me.'

She kissed me, one hand still around my cock, and she pulled me by it as she led me out of the living room. We went to her room, and it was delightfully clean after my whip-round cleaning session earlier today - the bed was perfectly made, and there was the tell-tale chest that stuck out a little from under the bed. Only this morning we'd woken up together here, limbs tangled before she slipped down my body, tasting me with that talented tongue of hers.

She pulled me by my plastic-looking cock, poking out from beneath my sundress, and pushed me against the frame of the bed so I had to sit. She was still in her black skinny jeans and her work polo shirt, but somehow she made it look slutty. Maybe it was the way her pierced nipples poked against the material, or the way she shifted her weight on her hips, or maybe it was just the look in her eye as she dropped to her knees between my knees.

I sat up as she pushed the dress off my cock, and she pulled her phone out of her pocket. She stroked me, lightly and half-heartedly, as she went on her phone, and I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed - until she passed me it.

On it was a video of a guy. Specifically, his cock.

Now, I was a lesbian, and I'd figured that out before I'd ever gotten close enough to a guy for me to see his dick, but Vi was proudly bisexual. She had her toys, and with me she was usually the top - it just worked out that way - but she'd told me up front that she'd been fucked before. The way she said it, she was usually a top with women, and a sub with guys. It's just how her libido worked.

The video in front of me was a cock, against a dark background; there was a little tummy, and thighs, and it looked like it was from the guys' perspective, and he was lying down, with his phone torch on.

Then, blue hair came into view, and I felt a twist of jealousy as Vi's face came into view, smiling that fuck-me smile; her mouth opened, and I watched with lustful envy as she put her tongue to the base of the head, licking him before taking the full head between her lips.

'That's... you,' I said.

'About six months ago,' she said, a smile on her face. 'What? We all have our depraved nights - this guy just happened to film this one.'

'That's kinda shitty,' I said.

'Nah - he filmed it on my phone, and because I asked him to. He was an idiot, and I knew I'd never see him again, but look at that cock, Ellie.'

I was looking at it. I couldn't not. Now, men had very little interest to me, but Vi knew better than most that I very much enjoyed, you know, penetrative sex. Some lesbians were against it, and there was a whole spectrum of attitudes about it, but ever since I'd taken my first strap a few years ago, I'd been hooked.

I remembered her - I'd been freshly nineteen, she was twenty-five; looking back, it was clear she was a little toxic, but at the time it was just hot. She knew a lot more than me, and had taken time to introduce me to the world of getting-your-shit-rocked.

Vi was younger than me, but pretty quickly into our relationship being stuck in this flat with just the two of us, we'd settled into our rhythm. She had a wide selection of toys, and at one point or another, she'd used all of them on me. Her straps, in particular, were good old friends by this point. I'd spent hours riding them, or being stretched by the monstrous ones, or sitting in Vi's lap with a vibrator inside me as she teased me to insanity.

And yet, I had never treated a toy the way Vi was treating the cock in this video.

She was rabid; feral. Her fingers held the pillar at the base, as her mouth worshipped the tip, luridly and sloppily licking, kissing, sucking the head; she delved deeper, taking half of it into her mouth before struggling. A hand appeared, holding her head down on him, pushing just a little, before letting her come up. Vi, in the video, pulled herself off his cock, moaning through spittle and pre-cum that connected her lips to his glans in thick strands, dripping from her chin as they both groaned, panting heavily, as video-Vi moved beneath his cock, going back to those balls. The angle shifted, going side-on, giving me a great view of how big the cock was from that perspective, and letting me see the way she sucked his ball into her mouth, massaging it with her lips. They seemed to hang low, and his skin was slick with glistening lube/spittle/precum.

It was hot as fuck. And as I watched, I found myself understanding what Vi wanted of me.

I want THAT, I thought.

Between my legs, the Flesh - if that was what I was calling it - answered. Before our eyes, the shaft became more veined and slightly thicker and longer. The plastic texture was replaced by a shiny-looking flesh texture. The head swelled more, becoming a darker shade of pink, as it grew more realistic glans. Beneath, I felt two warm masses grow, between my inner thighs as the Flesh shaped testicles on me.

I was breathing heavily, nearly panting as I looked at the impressive cock standing up from my body.

'Wow,' Vi said with a sigh. 'That's... incredible. It's just like him.'

'Really?' I asked. 'You like it?'

Vi was very capable of making me want to please her - of making me so happy to worship her pussy, eating her through orgasm after orgasm just as she did for me. She made herself the object of my desire, and I loved it. So, knowing that the way my body was physically changing the way she liked it, to serve for her sexual desires... it scratched an itch I didn't know I had.

Vi's hands closed around the shaft, and I sighed at the feeling of it.

'Let me show you how much I love it,' she said, before taking the head into her mouth.

'Ho-ly FUCK,' I moaned, propped up on my elbows as Vi too the top inch of me into her moth. I knew how talented her tongue was, and I'd felt her hot breath on my sex before, but this was totally different.

Her hands twisted, and the tension was blissful, while her hot, warm mouth made a seal around the tip, beneath the glans; inside her mouth, I felt her tongue wrap around the head, sliding along me in ways that didn't feel possible; her tongue piercing was like a white-cold spot of pleasure, like a bolt of lightning that slid against my new appendage, sending shockwaves up my body.

'HO!' I called, gripping the bedding as Vi milked my cock, her mouth around me. She moaned as she began to bob her head, blue hair falling to one side as her hands left me - letting her mouth go deeper. 'Baby, yes,' I moaned, my fingers sliding into her hair as she hands held my thighs apart, her head beginning to move on me - down, up, down, up, dowwwwwn, and back up - she wasn't able to get too far, maybe about halfway, but it felt like fucking heaven. 'Vi, baby, that's so fucking good!'

She popped off the head, her hand quickly grabbing me and stroking as she took a breath. She was starting to look a little sloppy, like in the video - but not much. Not enough. Not yet.

'This is so fucking hot,' she said.

I nodded. 'I can't believe it - you're sucking my cock!' I squealed, and Vi laughed, before spitting on the head and going back to town without hesitation.

Glk-glk-glk-gllllllllllllllguk-glk-glk - she fucked me with her mouth, the tip poking into her tight throat, these sensations so new and exciting for me. It wasn't long before I could feel it.

'Oh, shit,' I whined as it began - a different feeling to what I usually knew as an orgasm; usually it would be whole-body, and would roll and bounce like waves through me. This was so specific, building right there in the cock and balls, like a pressure.

On the bed, I saw the video, still playing on Vi's phone; as I watched, the guy came - thick strips of white spurting out, lines covering Vi's face from chin to eyebrow. I'd stayed away from straight porn, and while I knew through, like, general osmosis what cumming looked like, it was very different to see the woman you loved get a facial like that. And, seeing how much Vi was grinning in the video, eyes plastered shut, she seemed to like it.

'Gonna cum,' I panted. 'Vi - gonna cum - oh, GOD!'

'Can you even-' Vi asked, backing off mu cock for a moment, before the question was answered. From the tip surged a thick rope of cream-white cum, hitting Vi square in the eye.

'GAH!' she yelped, grabbing the shaft before the second rope came out; she was able to angle the cock a little, so the next stream spurted across her face. Followed by another, and another.

My God, it was hot. I got why there was a stereotype for guys wanting to do this, now.

But, as each surge went through me, I couldn't shake the feeling that it wasn't ending any time soon. It just kept coming.

'Holy fuck, Ellie,' Vi laughed, before a streak of cum filled her pretty mouth. At that point, my head sagged back, and my eyes closed as the sharp, intense pulses went through me, until they ended.

I felt Vi's mouth close around the head, as she sucked a little that was left in the cock itself - which felt insane - before she sat back. I looked down at her just in time to watch her swallow, her face painted white and cum in her hair, on her neck and chest... it was ridiculous.

'That was a stupid amount of cum,' Vi laughed.

'Sorry,' I offered.

But Vi shook her head. 'I mean... that wasn't even you. This is alien cum, Ellie... I should shower, right? Oh, shit, I swallowed some...'

'Don't panic,' I said. 'So far, it's been completely safe. And, you know, it's been all up inside me, too.'

Vi thought about it, looking a bit silly covered in cum as she was. She took a shaky breath. 'Good. Because I'm not done, you hear?'

I nodded. 'Okay.'

'I am going to shower, because, holy fuck, but when I get back, you're fucking me with that thing.'

I nodded, feeling oddly like I'd been told off, and watched her strip off her cum-soaked work shirt and head towards the bathroom. I wondered, oddly, if it would even be good. Like, as she said, it was an alien - would that make it weird? Maybe we'd start and she wouldn't even like it. Maybe this was as far as it was going to go.

~0~0~0~

'Oh fuck, Vi - FUCK!'

Vi was beneath me, naked and face-down in the bed, back arched as she gripped the pillows beneath her face, moaning into them with each of my strokes. She was moaning my name, too, muffling it into the softness. Since he shower, we'd barely stopped. It was... magic.

'Ellie! Fmnf! - FfffuuuUCK! Yes - yes - ynnfffff!'

It felt incredible. Indescribable. I refused to believe this was what guys felt when they had sex - though, it did make me understand why there was a stereotype for guys not lasting longer than a minute. We'd just started, and I already was starting to feel overwhelmed.

I wasn't used to being the Top, so to speak, though it wasn't unheard of - usually Vi took charge, but ever since she'd seen this thing attached to me, she'd made it clear I was going to fuck her with it.

'Cumming,' I heard her pant. 'Ellie - ELLIE!' Hearing her scream my name into the pillows as I stopped, slamming my 'cock' fully into her, was heaven. She writhed her arse back into my hips, moaning as she shuddered. 'Fuck,' she panted. 'Babe...'

'Good?' I asked.

She looked over her shoulder at me, her face red and her hair a mess. 'Did you finish?'

'Not yet,' I said. 'Close, though.'

'Cool,' she said, shifting on the bed. I slipped out of her, and it felt for all the world like my clit slid out of her hot, tight, wet channel.

I groaned, as Vi kneeled in front of me. She kissed me, her hand closing around the phallus that stuck out from my hips.

'Ahhh,' I whimpered into her mouth.

'That feel good, baby?' she asked.

I nodded. 'Yeah...'

'It's like it's you,' she said. 'Can you get rid of it? If I wanted to, I dunno, eat you until you cum, like, five times.'

My eyes popped out at her. 'Uhh-'

'You'd deserve it,' she said. 'I haven't cum on a cock like that ever. You know how to fuck.' She stroked my cock, which didn't seem to be going anywhere. 'So - do you wanna cum on my face again, or do you wanna fill me up?'

I swallowed. 'What a question,' I said, and we laughed.

'Or, you could always put it away, I'll get my strap, and return the favour?'

I thought about it for a moment. 'I think I wanna cum inside you,' I said.

Vi grinned. We were both cum-drunk and heavy in heat, so when she sprung up on her knees and pushed me back by the shoulders; her mouth met mine, and I could taste the salty, musky taste of my own alien pre-cum that had coated her mouth as she kissed me. She pushed me back, until my head was in the pillow, and I felt her straddle me; only once she'd had me wear the strap-on and rode me, before, so this wasn't what I was used to. All I could guess was that she liked to have a little power over me - and I was enjoying her taking that power back.

'Good girl,' she moaned into my mouth as she reached down, gripping my cock with one hand and holding it steady as her sex rubbed against the head.

'Fuck,' I moaned, and her other hand found my neck. Ever so softly, she squeezed, holding me with the ghost of a chokehold making me sink deeper into submission.

Then, she sat, slowly taking my length into her. It still felt unreal - completely, and understandably - alien.

'Fuck, Ellie,' she moaned into my ear as she began to ride me, slowly, indulging in it as I lay beneath her. One hand on my throat, her other went to my tit, tweaking my nipple just a little, as she kissed the nape of my neck. 'You cock is so fucking good. So thick, and hot... fuck, I could ride you forever.'

I just moaned, my mind too lost in the sea of pleasure to form words; she sped up, using my chest and my throat to steady herself as she began to fuck me properly. On her face was a journal of her pleasure - her eyes closed, mouth open before biting her lip, swearing and hanging open again. When she did open her eyes, they rolled, before locking onto mine. Her blue hair was a total mess, still wet from the shower, so when my hand found her neck to pull her into a kiss, it soaked my hand.

She felt like heaven as she rode me.

'I love you,' I mumbled into her mouth, and she paused, just staring down at me.

'I love you too,' she said, getting back into the rhythm of it. Her body was pressed against mine, hips working overtime as her chest pressed into mine; I began to move back, fucking her from beneath as we made love.

Until it was all too much.

'Gonna cum,' I whimpered into her ear.

'In me,' she ordered. 'Fill me the fuck up, Ellie.' She was so hot, so desperate for it, it was somewhere between a demand and a beg. 'Fill with that alien fucking cum - get me pregnant baby, come on, cum in me, cum in ME!'

She yelled out as it happened - just as before, thick ropes spilled from me, hot and fast, filing her channel as she mewled and rolled her hips. We kissed, and fell into a sleepy hug, my cock still inside her, thick cum leaking out from around my shaft, dripping down our thighs in warm globules.

'Love you,' she repeated.

'You too,' I said, panting. Worn out.

It was dark outside, and the night was calling for us to sleep. We didn't fight it.

~0~0~0~

'Still gotta pay rent,' Vi said as she peppered me with a kiss; I was awake, but only barely just, and I'd enjoyed the view from the messy sheets as Vi had gotten dressed this morning. She, as always, skipped on wearing a bra, and the polo that was cum-soaked had been left in the washing machine this morning. Instead, she'd worn her back-up plain black polo, her nipple piercing just as visible, and had selected a pair of needlessly enticing red, lacy underwear before heading off.

She was teasing me. Or, maybe rewarding me for yesterday. Either way, I liked it.

Vi plonked down a coffee next to me that she'd started drinking but given up on, on the bedside table next to me.

'I'll see you after my shift - it's just the morning, but Ashley said she needs me, again. Fucking car's still dead, so-'

'Walking's a bitch,' I mumbled.

She kissed my hair and stood up. There was a slip of red poking out from beneath her jeans as she grabbed her coat on the way out, before pausing at the door way.

'When I'm back, we're gonna figure more of that out.' She pointed to my hips, as I shifted beneath the sheets, and gave me a wink. I gave her a lame finger-point back, and then she was gone. A moment later, I heard the front door slam shut, and I was left alone.

A moment passed, as I lay in the bed; soft sunlight filtered in through the gaps in the curtains. It was just past 7am, and while I knew I should have been exhausted - and I could tell Vi was limping a little on her way out - I honestly felt great.