Everything in Jacob's life now revolves around his dick. Even as he sat in class and the hot history teacher droned on about the Civil War, it was all he thought about. How stiff it was and how difficult it was to conceal it. Mostly because of the alien parasite that was suckered to it.
He knew barely anything about it except what it told him in his dreams. The alien woman in those dreams also didn't share much either. All it seemed to want is to tease him and feed off him. The results so far over the past few days had gone from a mere three inches to nearly twelve. What weirded him out, is that it felt like his cock had grown longer in sync with the parasite's growth.
Complicating his circumstances even more, his usual clothes were beginning to not fit his changing body. Before, he either wore a really big pair of jeans or just stuck with sweats. He wore sweats today, but he worried the thick pole in his pants would be visible. Though with fifty-pounds of weight loss so far, the clothes became increasingly baggy.
An opened juice box of orange juice suddenly redirected his train of thought away from his cock when it collided painfully against his face. A peal of group laughter sounded from the other side of the room. Of course, the perpetrators were Billy and his gang of friends. All three of them lived with no regrets, and Jacob wished they would just disappear.
"Billy!," Ms. Devons yelled. "Office now!"
Billy laughed as well as his friends.
"Just a joke," he said, shooting daggers of anger at Jacob. Jacob knew right at that moment, even though he lacked any blame for the situation, Billy would still blame him.
"Not a joke, office now," Devons screamed. Many in the class cringed, not because of her sudden inflection but because no one talked to Billy in such a way. The boy's family had big money and so far, Billy had rarely felt any serious consequences for his actions.
"Fuckin cunt," he said before storming out of the classroom.
Jacob said nothing and he did nothing. Mrs. Devons happened to be the nicest person in his life and he didn't want to risk upsetting her. Even if he suspected that she only felt sympathy for him. Interruption dealt with, the class continued without another problem. Except maybe that Jacob once again could not keep his mind off his throbbing cock.
When the bell rang, Jacob watched as each student filed out of the class. A ritual in which he would always be the last student out. Better that way for them and him. No one had to deal with him and he could move at his slow pace. As the last student passed the doorway, he stood up from his desk and moved towards the door.
"Jacob," Ms. Devons spoke to him, stopping him from navigating in between the desks. He turned and found she was next to him, dwarfed by his massive frame. She was smiling up at him and he saw the beginnings of crows feet. Jacob thought she looked amazing despite being older than him.
"Yes," he said in a low voice.
"Are you doing okay?"
"Yeah," he said before turning and meandering back into the halls of the school. Thankfully, history class was the last class of the day. Mostly because a boiling heat of anger had surged in the pit of his stomach. Somehow, the display of concern from Ms. Devons angered him whereas before he would just feel ashamed.
With a sigh, he went to the bathroom on the way out of the school. Although he had that mysterious parasitic alien condom securely attached to his cock, it seemed it didn't mind opening up an orifice on the tail end of its worm-like body to let him piss normally instead of absorbing it like it did to his ejaculate. After urinating into a urinal, he washed his hands and face. As he was preparing to leave, the heavy bathroom door suddenly opened and Billy walked in.
"Well, well, well...," the boy began. "Looks like I just got lucky."
"You better back off," Jacob stammered.
"Whatcha say, fat boy?"
"Leave me be."
Billy got up into Jacob's face. Normally, the raised fist of Billy would have made Jacob flinch in fear. Much to his surprise that changed to Jacob's own fist smashing into Billy's face. That surge of anger finally exploded out of his belly and a satisfying crunch could be heard.
"You broke my nose," Billy screamed in pain. Jacob shoved the jock out of the way in his desperation to escape. Billy's blood dripped to the floor, which was the last thing Jacob saw as he rushed out of the bathroom. He even managed to run to the main doors of the school and left without further harassment. Out of breath, he struggled to walk but pushed himself to make it home.
Once Jacob made it home, thankfully with no further incidents, he found himself craving fruits and vegetables. Thankfully his father had left him a stack of money, so he ordered some Chinese food. An order of mixed stir-fried veggies and one meat dish with a small side of steamed jasmine rice. When he completed the order and hung up the phone, the Chinese guy on the other end seemed surprised. After all, past Jacob never ordered less than a large plate of rice, three types of meat, and one or more soup bowls of Chinese noodles with meat toppings.
Feeling disgusted with himself though, the sweat sticking to him and the stench, he took a thorough shower. There, he washed and became delighted that he could more easily turn around within the shower.
"What are you doing to me?" he asked the alien worm latched onto his cock as he looked at himself in the mirror. As if to answer, the thing came to life and he shuddered in pleasure as it milked him. Expertly, it brought him to orgasm quickly and as he shuddered in orgasmic bliss, he swore it just grew another inch. He made a mental note to ask the otherworldly being later about it in his dreams.
Several minutes later he was in his room looking for some clothes to wear. While searching, a sudden sharp pain struck him in his crotch causing him to fall to his knees in pain. While there, tears flowed freely down his face. A sudden painful sucking began on his cock and he shook as he felt something soft and thin enter his urethral, worming ever deeper through the narrow passageway. As he rolled around, the intense pain caused him to blackout.
Jacob found himself once again in the dream state place that always greeted him when he wasn't awake. He stood in the cone of light, as per usual, in front of the golden throne that the mass of tentacles sat upon. Concealed in that mass of tentacles was a goddess of sex. Or rather, not a true goddess, as she claimed to merely be the harbinger to her Master of lust.
"What's going on?" He asked the swirling mass of tentacles and cringing as even the pain could be felt here.
"Relax Jacob," she said.
"It hurts," he replied, doubling over.
"A little pain is a small price to pay for us," she spoke. Normally she would have been sultry but the voice sounded flat and focused.
"What are you doing to me?" He cried.
"I have to acquire mass from there. For that to happen, I need to suck it out of you. By the time I am finished, we will have made you more pliable for a human male of your age."
"Why does it hurt?"
"There's a lot I need to take. We have fully bonded by now and let me tell you, I am so happy about that. It took me longer than expected to break down your genetic material for it."
The pain dulled for a moment and Jacob did his best to recover.
"When will you be done?"
"Because of your schedule and needs, within the next few minutes."
He let out a relieved sigh at that.
"You said you're taking mass, at that speed won't I look skinnier than I do now?"
"Extremely so," she said. "Oh, I get your point. You will have to go to the hospital then."
"What?"
"After you eat of course. Just say you came home from school, took a nap and woke up like you are."
"But," he said, trying to come up with a counter-argument. That much change would surely give rise to many questions.
"Don't worry, just claim you are having a hard time and get a doctor's note explaining everything before taking a few days off from school."
"I," he wanted to talk, couldn't.
