At 3:04 a.m. the two motorcycles were roaring not far from the now abandoned police car. Fenrir was a massive machine with four exhaust pipes roaring in flames, when the late night drivers looked around, they saw the seven-foot-tall biker with shiny red rubber suit that covered his v shaped torso. The suit showed every contour and detail, his biceps, his triceps, his ass, his legs.
The seamless black horned helmet covered what was happening inside. A shaft pushed forward and back, sliding in and out, drooling black goo down Scott's throat, as he sucked and slurped it.
Behind them, it was his first turned drone with a bike that was still larger than usual. However, the black rubber rider was doing his best to catch up with his Master, it required higher pace and deeper thrusts, he moaned at the sight of the tight red latex contouring the smooth ass cheeks and nestling between them, with the thick long red tail.
In contrast to Vengeance, Nick's seamless helmet never covered his lower section after feeding from his seed. Therefore Nick could breathe in the pure fumes from Vengeance's motorcycle, the fumes smelled like burnt rubber, musk and sweat. Nick was breathing in and out, and in and out, his chest rising and falling, groaning as his nipples and cock hardened. Nick humped the bike harder, faster, deeper, picking up speed.
{Drone... I can feel you growing...} Master's voice echoed inside his mind so loudly, running from synapse to synapse, causing him to spurt more inside his bike. {Let my cum finally set in}. Drone could see Master's helmet staring at him, causing him to shudder.
The urges were sinking down into his brain, saturating and marinating, percolating and growing, sending out veins into every part of his soul. Nick's balls started wobbling and vibrating, growing larger and larger, taking the size of an avocado. They were squeezed and tightly stretched underneath his cock.
Between his ass cheeks, the slimy, oily slick rubber suddenly pushed forward, exerting enough pressure to bypass Nick's sphincter. The young man's back arched and he gasped in shock, feeling his intestines suddenly fill up with the strange goo. His muscled stomach even got more taut as he was filled so full, but it was too much for even his body to contain.
{Let it consume you and merge} Vengeance moaned in his mind while he felt the goo inside him.
Nick dreamed of chasing after boys, pinning them, tearing at their clothes, to drink their seed. Nick panted when he revealed insanely sharp fangs when suddenly a foot-long, forked tongue push out. The tongue was hot and undulating, pulsating, throbbing.
The rubber did its best to contour each muscle, to squeeze as he grew to be able to push deeper his swollen cock to the motorcycle. His chest and arms started to expand dramatically, muscle bulging out and developing new muscles on top of it.
The feeling of the material stretched to accommodate his new figure sent wonderful sensations through him as the material pressed tighter. His nipples were as hard as diamonds, being squeezed to perfection by the material.
With his weight increasing, every thrust brought his broadening cock deeper into his motorcycle, but in exchange, the thick fleshy muscles inside, pulled his cock deeper into the engine. Powerful muscles gripped his cock and began to suck. It was harder to slid out and back.
{Harder... Fuck me harder, rider... Who needs the forbidden fruit when we could be the snake?} Jeremy from the motorcycle underneath whispered
Nick could feel his heart beating in unison to his motorcycle. Nick felt his entire body tingle as strength suffused him, a burst of power filling his body. The rubber felt so good on his skin as he moved up and down his hips, the more muscles he grew the tighter it felt.
"Ahgg..." Nick moaned when claws formed in his fingers and toes, scrapping the black metal of the bike.
{Come closer to me, dig harder...} Jeremy whispered.
Finally, Nick had taken Vengeance's position, his torso was parallel to the bike. Nick saw the back muscles from Jeremy, his shoulder blades, his spine. Nick licked the spine on the bike, as he pushed down deeper. His cock was twitched and curved just like the main pistons in the engine. Nick moved forward humping his chest against Jeremy's back, while he then licked the warm black metal where the speedometer would be, he could see that was Jeremy's neck. Nick bit down his fangs on the metal as instinct.
The motorcycle roared with flames coming off the large two exhaust pipes on the back. Nick felt the heat burning on his cock, as he thrust harder and faster, releasing thick spurts directly into the engine. In minutes, Nick finally kept pace to his master by the side.
Seamless visor on Nick's head surveyed the drivers around, their legs if they were muscled, if their arms were lanky... Their cocks when they are hardened. The cravings were higher, salty and musky cum made him thrust harder on Jeremy as if Jeremy could satiate his hunger.
However, now with a drone, it was different. Vengeance could feel his drone's need. His massive body was thrusting harder than ever, and the more he slid out and back, the more his drone felt it. and vice-versa - It was a vicious cycle that could only finish in few ways.
{Vengeance, we need men, their seed, their warm soul... We keep and cherish their soul and seed deep inside us. Like every hunger, our is eternal} Fenrir squeezed harder.
Vengeance inhaled sharply, gasping. His blood boiled, but more than that, his bones felt hot. It was as if his inner most core had been irradiated by something in that pool, penetrated and defiled to his very core.
{You can also feel it, can't you? Your drone's need, amplified... If they are hurt, you feel their wound. If they hunger, your hunger is a twofold more, but when they feed, the taste of the cum will reach the cock in your throat}
The heat was intense, bubbling and broiling before it sought escape. He gyrated and thrust, working out more. Vengeance's suit did its best, squeezing his nipples, plunging his ass and throat deep at his thrusts rhythm, but it was not enough. A powerful jet of salty, musky cum filled Fenrir's engine with such intensity that it leaked out around the seat...
At that instance, Nick jumped off his bike, he could not take any longer the hunger. Nick pulled his cock of the squishy environment, as he landed by a sport car next to him. His claws held him tight, as he moaned to the driver. Nick could see the cum inside the testicles, waiting to be sucked dry. In contrast, the driver just saw the exposed lower face underneath the seamless mask, and the large cock throbbing in between his abs. The orifice was as large as a pencil, and it throb continuously.
The driver pulled over by the side, as he got out of the car, Nick rolled and stood by the side of the car. His left hand stroke and pumped his cock as it seeped a copious amount of precum. The clear fluids flowed down his cock and fingers, dripping onto the floor.
"Hey..." the driver said as he backed out, but Nick just brought some juices to his mouth, cleaning his fingers off.
The man just fell off when Nick leaped forward to grab him before he touched the ground. Nick pulled him by his side, humping his cock against the his chest before Nick bit him on the neck.
