On the resin pool, a massive tail pierced through and out to the surface, perpendicularly. The glands were throbbing at the base of the bladed end, when suddenly a rain of acidic poison came down, dissolving partly the resin making it less dense. The tail itself was a little more than three meters long, so prehensile.
A massive, clawed hand emerged, holding grip on the resin, his claws dug in, as then the creature emerged. Matt stood up on his arms and legs, not bothering to rise on both feet just yet. His head had a large crest showing off his rank as King, and suddenly he let out a loud hissing roar up to the sky.
Then, Matt felt his aching muscles under his exoskeleton, as he then moved his hand over his stomach to grope at the cock that should have been there. However, he had to go further down, to his crotch where his claws brush against the tip of the cock as it was inside a sheath-like protrusion. Matt felt new nerve-endings into his brain like a switch, legs shuddering from the sudden burst of pleasure between his legs. Matt almost crimples to the ground, feet pressing into his soil as he became so focused on his new sexual assets. The muscles of his new digitigrade legs flexing as he spread himself wider.
- "Ahgg..." Matt moaned. "What have you done to me...?" Matt growled as the words came out as hisses.
His cock was encapsulated inside his body, as it was squeezed and molded and fondled. It was massaged, pulled, and tugged. Matt shuddered as more blood rushed to his cock, as the length emerged out of his slit, growing out. Nonetheless, he was unable to release it, to bring it out, he was just at the edge of ecstasy.
- "Let me come..." Matt yelled in pain as a hiss escaped his lips.
Matt was breathing as he stroked the sheath, the balls were not there, they must have been inside. Matt was on the edge of the most intense orgasm of his entire life. Matt gasped in shock, feeling no cum, only the nagging shaft on the edge of that peak.
When that happened, veins were pumping through his new tongue lying on the back of his stomach, as it then began to thrust the inside of his esophagus. Bulges could be seen on his neck every time it went up to his fangs. His tongue was round, thick along the base. And as soon as he opened his maw, the tongue came out, stiff and hard.
However, quickly it went back, pouring down his throat and into his stomach. Matt moaned slightly as he was understanding his physical reality. He needed to reproduce and quickly, his hive needed to grow, and fast. He was so vulnerable.
- "Reproduction..." Matt whispered as he remembered the memories, the number of hive members taking his member.
Nevertheless, a simpler instinct came, a dark quiet thrill began to build in the pit of his stomach, another craving besides the primary ones for his hive. Matt began to walk, and eventually he began to pick up the pace, pattering until he then began to run. Suddenly, he jumped grabbing to a tree, as his tail wagged behind him leaking pre acidic poison at the tip with drops. The cool wind blew over his wet resin body. It felt like icy and electric keeping him awake and invigorated. Matt felt so alive, so animal, but he was not sure which of his cravings were stronger.
Matt then leapt to another tree, until he started to pick up speed, he was aiming to the village of Pripyat. Matt felt agile, his body was so flexible. While crawling on the trees, Matt realized his vision had changed, living creatures were showing off different pheromone's signatures. As Matt moved further, he laid in silence as he spotted a deer. The deer was alone and isolated... It was perfect. Matt hunched down, ready to pounce.
Matt could feel the instincts as he knew that the deer could not smell him, couldn't hear him. Matt was analyzing him, testing his skills, waiting for the right moment until he then dropped suddenly from the tree, hissing as he landed on top of the stunned animal. Matt had no time to react as his tongue sprang out and pierced the helpless animal through the brain, rending it dead in an instant. It fell to the ground in a heap, and Matt leaped off it. The flesh was energizing after hours of significant mutations and assimilations.
Then Matt, leapt to the tree nearby and then moved from branch to branch, as he came closer to the residence he was staying. There were auras, but these were shining differently from the deer. These were humans. There was something odd, Matt came across again the same feeling, the urge of hunting, of being a predator. The instinct was truly powerful, as he moved faster towards the building. His claws penetrated easily the concrete walls, as he moved over to his room.
Matt started salivating as he crushed the fake ceiling and moved above it, he was crawling as he was sensing the different pheromones, there was a distinct one that called his attention. Without an alarm, powerful shudders cascaded through his body, Matt thought that finally his cock would emerge from the abuse it was inside.
Instead, he felt sacs swelling around his neck, his tongue swollen, getting erected. It was a female, as his human memories came along, it was Mizuki. She was a Japanese tourist, she had long black hair. She had just graduated from engineering in her home country and she was deeply interested in radiation as part of her research. Matt moved through, as he swished his tail behind him. Veins were forming up along the tongue. In moments, he crushed the fake ceiling above her.
As the pieces fell on her, she was waking up at the hissing sound. Mizuki was waking up, as she saw the ceiling pieces, immediately she looked above but there was nothing, until then she saw the creature in front of her. He was bent forward as his height was six feet tall.
- "Don't be afraid" a message loud came in Mizuki's mind as she saw no words coming out from his maw.
Matt could see her breasts and curves as the blood was rushing through her. His sheath was secreting strong pre which was a strong aphrodisiac. The scent pulled her on, as she rubbed her nose no less than three times. It felt so natural. Matt's tongue was sticking out of his mouth as he came closer, he was crawling on her bed.
As he came closer, his hand reached out and cupped her face in its large but thin fingers, gently holding it. Then suddenly, his fingers touched her mouth, and the command was clear: "Open" as he was inches away from her face.
Mizuki slowly opened her mouth, and Matt peeled back his thin lips, revealing twin neat rows of crystalline teeth. His lips were open and moist, his veiny tongue emerged, pushing against her lips. Matt was practicing, as the tongue began seeping a clear and viscous fluid. Mizuki let her tongue through her lips and tasted the fluids. To her astonishment, Matt's drool was surprisingly sweet. Mizuki's lips loosened and his tubular tongue slid inside her mouth. The tongue reached near her esophagus and began thrusting slowly. Mizuki tightened her lips and began sucking on the tube.
Immediately, the four mandibles around Matt's face latched over her face as his own throat flexed.
Saliva went down her gullet, and she shuddered at the sweet taste of it, but kept swallowing on reflex. Matt convulsed, and the girl's breath stopped as the first lump hit the back of her throat. The throat bulged as the gelatinous gobbet traveled down her esophagus, aided both by Matt's new contracting muscles along his new throat, and the girl's own spasms.
Mizuki felt the tongue pulsate while it writhed inside her mouth and throat. She let out a cry as her throat contracted while the bulge slid down the length. Matt continued, he did not know how many she would be able to hold, but there was no time to stop, he wanted more, he did not want to be alone in this world. Mizuki's entire torso shook as her esophagus rhythmically contracted five times, she was loving the experience.
By the time her orgasm ended, the tongue had pumped more than 15 times into her. She felt one more bulge coming down the tongue and it was the largest one. The bulge distorted her throat as she shallowed the final load, coating her esophagus with the thick fluid. The tongue was still pumping fluids but not nearly as much as before. The mandibles loosened their grip, and then Matt began retracting his tongue from her throat, occasionally spurting fluids along the way, leaving only the top section of his tongue inside.
