[Author's note: Sorry for the delay, trying to conceive of how a non-intelligent alien life form would think as it rapidly moved from operating purely from instinct to developing a consciousness and internal dialog in a matter of hours was a difficult but fun exercise for me. I'm not a professional writer, so all the kind words from part Chapter 1 are greatly appreciated. This chapter has no sex, but I feel is necessary for the characters to work. If you hate it, feel free to let me know. Now, without further ado...]
Ch 2
Dave woke up as the sun was rising. Being an early riser for work was nothing compared to how early the sun came up this time of year at this latitude. He might have been tired, but his bladder didn't care. Begrudgingly, Dave accepted his fate and got up. The sleeping bag was soon to be too hot to stay in anyway.
Dave climbed out of the tent and blearily made his way to the edge of his campsite. He pulled down the shorts he was sleeping in and freed his member. Or, at least that's what he thought he was going to do.
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The organism had learned much about its' host from the long-thin-cells it had been integrating with during the host's dormancy period. Surprisingly, these cells were not evenly distributed throughout the host, but concentrated in a few areas. There was a tight, dense formation of the long-thin-cells on the side that the host had laid on during the cold-time. There was a small but still very dense concentration of the long-thin-cells at the end of the appendage that the host ejected the wonderful liquid from. There seemed to be a huge build-up of the long-thin-cells somewhere else on the body that the creature couldn't locate. It determined this because signals were bouncing around the long-thin-cells, but a lot of them went somewhere not covered yet by the creature. This mysterious place also seemed to be the source of just as many signals coming to the places the creature had covered. Quite the mystery indeed.
One that would have to wait, as the host started becoming mobile. The first indication was that the mystery signal-source started to send a lot more signals than it had during the cold-time, and lots of signals were being sent back to it as well. One place that was receiving a large increase of signal activity was an internal liquid holding organ. The slime noted that this organ was sending lots of signals to the signal-source, and the host body seemed to responding.
Sensing that this might be interesting, the organism noted that the liquid-holding organ was connected to the same opening that the wonderful nutritious fluid came out of, but could tell that this liquid was very different. Not unusable, but entirely different and not worth saving at this time.
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Not immediately feeling the air on his exposed penis, Dave looked down to investigate. Seeing smooth, seamless black where you normally see you cock would be enough to confuse any man, and Dave was no different. Dave stood there frozen for a moment, trying to comprehend what his eyes were telling him, that the entire part of his body normally covered by his underwear was also covered by some sort of smooth, black material. Dave owned no such garment as what he now found himself wearing, nor could he remember putting such a thing on. Hell, he couldn't even tell what material it was made of! Strangest of all, is that he also couldn't feel it. Dave could feel the material with his fingers, yes, but when he touched the surface, there was no loss of sensation. Like he could feel his fingers on his skin. Almost like the black mass was a second skin. Except that there was one little problem, that his dick was nowhere to be seen.
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