The Green Goblin

Prologue

A cool wind filtered through the tall grasses in the clearing, a refreshing break to the humid heat of the rainforest that had been plaguing Jude on his hike in a deep forest in the Appalachian Mountains. Jude was a senior in his school, looking all American and fairly unremarkable. He was five foot seven. A splattering of freckles crossed the bridge of his nose, and his eyes were a soft hazel color. The teenager wore a white tank top and black Adidas pants, something easy to embark in a journey out into the wilderness.

There was one more reason than anything for Jude to escape the city, though... In his life he had learned one thing about himself. There was a sort of captivity when it came to society, follow rules, being bullied at school, being forced to the routine that did not agree with him. Some said that every child had a rebel phase, and this was it, he ran away to the nearest forest and embraced nature.

Jude's eyes surveyed the landscape and he continued on, taking pictures of almost everything he saw with his cellphone. The nature of it all was just so magnificent... and moist. Jude felt as if he was walking through a cloud, having the faintest rain soak through his hair and clothes, but because it was close to the same temperature as everything else, it was more like the faintest pressure on his skin.

As the hour passed, the sun shone harder and the flora changed, the trees were covered in thorn vines with bloomed flowers. Every flower was adapted for this heat and muggy environment. Some vine plants existed with just exposure to the wet air, while other particular thirsty plants collected water in pitchers, steeping the rain water for slow and steady consumption or even to lure in small animals to digest. Jude moved further as the aroma changed, and it was warm and moist like the forest, but musty and dank, spicy and earthy and savory all at the same time... It almost smelled like underwear after sex...

Jude backed up, coughing and hissing, thinking it may have been poison, but a moment later blood started rushing into his groin, his hardening cock throbbing in time with his heart. He licked his lips gently, beads of the vapour condensing on his lips. His pants tented more and more until his cock pushed out tighter than ever. He was so hard that it almost hurt... Jude fell on his knees, he tore his tank top before he dropped on his back and onto the soil.

"What is happening to me?" Jude was panting, breathing in and out deeper. Vines began to stir on the soil, before several vines erupted from the ground. However, Jude was focused on something else, the button and fly of his pants were dealt with before they were drawn down, his eight inch shaft sticking out, almost as red as his pants. It was the most erect he had ever been in his life and Jude looked at his rod with awe before he wrapped his hand around it, giving it a squeeze and a stroke. The sensation was so intense that Jude arched his back, shivering and moaning, his cock pulsing in his hands.

The vines erupted violently and wrapped around Jude's shoulders, gaining control of his arms, as they pulled his arms off and away from his groin. Jude protested and fought. However, he had no control, more vines wrapped tightly around his ankles. Jude called out, trying to break free but the vines started pulling him. His fingers dug into the dirt, but it was so well tilled it broke apart beneath them. The boy felt the cold loose earth closing around his feet, then his ankles and then his knees. He spread his arms out wide but he kept sinking. In moments he was down to his waist, then his chest.

Jude grunted, trying to use all his body strength to stay above the ground, but it was a loosing battle. With great force he was pulled downwards, his arms rising up. His head slipped down, his arms sank and soon only his fingers wiggled above the dirt before they too disappeared. Once more the field was silent, still and quiet with only the glow of the flowers and the fading headlights on the truck to light the field.

(In moments, underneath the soil)

"Ahg," Jude protested, his cock was raging, aching for attention he could not give. More pleasure than Jude had felt in his life ripped through his brain, burning synapses. "Let... me..."

{Do not... worry, boy} a deep voice resonated within him, while he arched his back.

"Who...?" Jude asked before the vines pulled him off the ground, lifting his body by pulling his arms on each side of the chamber's ceiling.

With shining red eyes, the center piece of the chamber was a metal-smooth green mask. The green metal would go all over the top of the wearer's head and it would cover the sides, but leaving the lower half of the face exposed. Two pointy long ears on the side. Beneath the mask there was a molded wood sculpture, that held the mask in place, coming twelve inch in front of the mask. Jude was focused on the mask, when suddenly an deep green essence came out from the tip of the long sculpture holding the mask.

{Don't worry, boy, I am not here to harm you..."} the voice echoed, and upon his voice Jude flushed, his nipples grew erect at once, while his cock stood out raging. His sphincter tightening and then relaxing, undulating. His black eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as he surrendered to the bliss it was bringing him.

"Ahg... Let me... go... Help" Jude protested.

{No one is here to help, they just see weakness in you. They all turn into vultures}the voice came from the mask.{We deserve to be unique, we are unique. We are powerful, we are so much more}The voice was deep and soothing. The tendrils of thought curled tighter, sinking into the core of Jude's mind. Jude saw the very presence of the spirit, a green goblin laughing out loud.

"No, you are wrong! Let me go..." Jude yelled, moving to the sides, scrapping the dirt and moss, but the vines pulled him back towards the mask. More vines coiled around his arms and towards his shoulders so he could face the mask. The Mask's glare almost felt as if electricity was arcing from one cell to another, supercharging Jude's bloodstream.

The mask's presence was eerie, especially when those eyes gazed into Jude's soul. It started to sizzle its way through his memories. Some flared brighter like the first time he'd orgasmed. Jude moaned as he lost elementary school, then middle school. The only memories that seemed to stick were his days of masturbation, his fantasies. The thoughts came flooding in like a tsunami, flooding his brain. He was filled with raw urges, drives, needs. He was an extension of nature, he needed to sow his seed. The vines slithered across his stomach and chest, curling around his nipples, poking and tweaking them as they swelled... Jude suddenly threw his head back, breaking eye contact from the mask as he let out a gasp. His canine teeth stretched into fangs, sharper and bigger. Jude got flashes in his mind, flashes of... nature, of reproduction, and of sex... The images weren't his, they were primal and rough. Jude moaned, feeling his tongue growing longer and thicker.

{Don't fight the urges, nature can provide... all you need}the voice echoed

A strange grin stretched across his face. The blue in his eyes began to sizzle as well, the pigment of his iris began to shift. The memories of jacking off became more insistent, desperate, more seminal to his coming of age. The memories of fighting, punching his fists, rushing to the prey became more vivid, though they were changing, there was no respect or limits, just rage and murder. A deep reverberating growl of pleasure emanated from the mask as it saw its influence taking root. The mask watched as this perfectly good young man gained the void eyes, no pupils, there was a void.

"N-no... Stop..." Jude growled. He could feel his body transforming, the little fat he had on his body burning away as it was converted into lean striated muscle. "I d-don't... want this..." he moaned, despite the undeniable pleasure the change was giving to him; it was wrong, it was scary, and most of all it was being forced over him, and he didn't even know why.

{Give and you shall receive, don't resist}

The vines moved further into his crotch, some cupped his balls, fondling and hugging them... but far more started to coil around his shaft, forming a spongy sleeve that started to rub back and forth. "N-nngh..." Jude couldn't help, his arms and legs were bind. He could feel the tension rising, the pleasure spreading from his groin to his entire body like a blazing white flame. His tongue started lolling from the side of his face, before a look of horror appeared in his already void eyes. "N-no... no, I c-can't... I can't give up..."

{But it feels so good...}The words were barely more than a heated whisper.

Jude looked at the mask once again, and the molded wood that held it in place. Jude thought it would be the Mask's tongue, it was drooling with aloe. Jude leaned forward, bringing his lips to the tip of the Mask's tongue. He gave the tongue a gentle kiss before he spread his lips over the fat head. The tendril plunged into his mouth and he let it slide across his tongue. Vines tightly on Jude's arms became loose, and he immediately brought them up grabbed the side the back of the mask, and pulled himself closer to its face until hips lips met its. The tongue in Jude's mouth only slipped deeper, plunging down his throat, and then the tongue began gushing hot fluids down his esophagus. Jude's entire throat felt warm as he felt the tendril pumping its honey sweet juices into him.

The Mask wasn't worming his way into Jude's body so much as his soul, letting that tongue penetrate deeper and deeper, sliding back and forth, working deeper and deeper into him, and Jude was accepting it. At the same time, Jude's back arched as his manhood surged longer and fatter while docked to the spongey sleeve. His sphincter tightening and then relaxing, undulating. Jude began twitching and rocking his hips, giving himself to the entity, pushing and pulling, slowly matching the thrust of the tongue.

More flashes of lust erupted inside of Jude's mind. There was one more flash that ripped through the remains of Jude's mind, mining it for all the knowledge it held. Every kiss, every blowjob, every jerk off session, every clumsy flirt and smug pickup line he ever had or he had ever imagined. Jude mind swam with the mental image of excess, of avarice, of lust without limit. He wasn't sure what single image pushed him over the edge. Jude growled and grunted, shivering. Goosebumps rose up on his arms and legs, tickling the vines coiled all around. Jude's back arched again as he finally, finally released, and all the spongey sleeve on his crotch absorbed and digested, gulping every drop and every sweat. The entity growled low and deep as the salt and RNA and protein coursed through its system.

{What a good goblin you are turning to...}the voice was pleased

More flashes of lust erupted inside of Jude's mind, before his muscles began to swell, burning away fat. Every muscle group spasmed and twitched and tightened and pulled. He threw his head back and screamed. The muscles across his body were reacting to an effect in macrocosm. Cells mutated, tissue shifted and free radicals continued an almost effervescent reaction in his blood. His skin felt clammy and rubbery. He looked down, seeing splotches of verdant green began spreading across his chest. His knuckles popped and snapped, his fingers stretching out a little longer and a little further. The ivory of his fingernails stained yellow and darkened, stretching out and honing into little sharp points.

"Ahgg..." Jude moaned in pain, his bones were adjusting, as he was changing, he fell on his back as his body was twitching, yet he threw his head back and cackled, his laughter loud and strong. This was how someone triumphed over adversity. "More... I want msh-o-sh-re..." Jude murmured as his teeth softened temporarily, making it easier for minerals to be absorbed and applied, letting them grow sharper and bigger.

Jude crawled, before he stood up, he had grown up to a late teenager age now, with a v-shape torso but also slimed. He limped a little before he rushed towards the mask, he kissed the tongue once again in desperation. Years of pent up lust were spilling out, the tendril tongue appear from the dirt soil and pushed through his throat once again. Jude hugged the dirt and soil beneath. For the first time he didn't feel alone and neither did the Mask. A life of trying to be one with someone had come to culmination.

The two continued to embrace, but both could feel a rising tide of energy between them until, without warning, the Mask wrapped around Jude's. The kiss ended abruptly as the Mask formed a green scale mask around his eyes, covering his ears. The green molded Jude like clay, stretching his ears into ridged gargoyle like points. The metal scale slipped over his forehead before rising up into two firm horns above his head, leaving his golden hair beneath. Jude fell back on the soil, showing off his red glowing eyes. The pleasure around Jude's groin amplified until he threw his heads back and let out a moan, he quiver before he came... and then came again... and again. The orgasm didn't let up, the human pouring his seed out constantly.

{Your seed, your seed is the key, is the source}the voice echoed, when suddenly odd occurred.

An incredibly small vine, barely wider than a hair slipped up and nudged into the slit, sliding into his member slowly. It snaked its way deeper and deeper, following the contours of Jude's body. The Mask wanted to nourish Jude as he had nourished it, so it would make him as fertile as possible... At the same time, a thicker vine pushed between his ass cheeks, probing the warm, moist hole before it slid inside. Jude was slack jawed as he shuddered, feeling his body intruded from both ends. A green hue began growing out from the roots of his blond hair, creeping up inch by inch until it reached the top.

Vigorously more vines grew out, dark brownish and green, as they coiled around every piece of skin. The vines continued to spread. Some wrapped around his biceps, making plant cuffs. Others braided into his hair artfully, as it continued to grow smooth. Jude twitched and moaned, as he continued to come.

"Ahgg" Jude moaned loudly when four roses formed on his back, blooming and piling up with aloe and syrup inside.

{Our roses are growing so lovely, they just need some more nourish}the voice said as the tugging and swishing increased in his groin.

The vines entered his body, they flattened out and melded with the flesh until they resembled metallic green tattoos... Many men had barbed wire rings around their arms but it seemed Jude had interlocking leafy vines. The spirals on his chest were particularly well detailed, until more vines finalized to cover every inch of his body in green vivid colour. Pushing into his arteries and veins, clogging his lungs, and evolving his heart to keep up with his new needs.

"Hahahaha, more, I want more..." Jude twitched as he was fully covered in vines, they were all vibrating on his skin. "Ahg..." Jude moaned as two more roses grew out below his pecs, besides abs.

With more roses, more need, Jude felt the groin sleeve to now deliberately increased, slithering him harder than ever before, pulling and suckling wetly with great vigor. Never in his life had he felt so much, and so intense a level of pleasure, that the sensation itself was threatening to completely overwhelm his mental well being. His entire existence, as his addled mind knew of it, existed entirely on his member and the spongey sleeve that engulfed it, pulsating lewdly around his tool.

Jude's entire body tensed up, as a white-hot flash of pure physical and mental ecstasy wiped his mind clean of any thought, consciousness, and even his last remnants of sentience! The last thing Jude felt was his drifting consciousness being embraced into an even greater consciousness before his orgasm completely overtook him. Thick bulges of seminal fluids pumped up from his over-abundant testicles and into the hungry proboscis that was waiting for the torrent just outside of what were once his ejaculatory ducts.

With Jude dormant on the soil, the soil was disrupted, but this time it was not displaced by any ordinary root, vine or stalk. Five points of silky, waxy translucent red-green fiber emerged. Each one was pointed like a spade at the tip, fanning out wider and wider. The dirt fell away as the waxy leaves climbed up higher, each one with a slight curved twist. The structures climbed higher like some sort of lotus blossom, surrounding Jude. Jude wasn't even able to open his eyes to see the looming threat as it rose higher and higher. He was digesting the after match of bliss. A few of the vines had to retract, replaced with others coming in from other angles.

The massive husk having Jude captive pushed through the soil, and through the surface. The tendrils in Jude ass slithered in and out while he all but floated inside the pod. Copious amounts of the aloe soaked into his covered skin, saturating his bloodstream. Every involuntarily rise and fall of his lungs pumped more of the aloe into his system. Even though he was completely covered in green tiny vines, they were squeezed and tight that they showed off every single muscle in him. The six roses were closed. Meanwhile, Jude continued to rock his hips, his clawed hands were tweaking his nipples.

The waxy husk was full of far too much aloe, the detritus of the vines and leaves that had been holding Jude drifting to the bottom of the pod. The young man - if he could still be considered such - floated as if he was in the womb. In a way he was. The plant had become his new creator, reshaping him in its image. His hair was growing thicker, turning into vines of his own. He moaned unconsciously when a thicker and tubular tongue appeared out ending in a taper point. Jude's body was twitching as his tongue was thrusting in and out the thick aloe. Jude's fangs were positioned so they would not create friction to this tongue.

(To be continued?)