The Dying

Chapter 1 - The Dying

Jenny and Seth stand awkwardly across from each other. Hesitantly. Hearts racing with fear and excitement. Adrenaline pounding. They stare into each other's eyes, horror and thrill rushing through them as they realise deeper and deeper that things are about to never be the same.

The floor is a plain reflective white tile, with concrete walls and a ceiling of dim, reflected, glassy lighting. Their naked bodies react to the swirling warm and cold air. Nipples standing alert, goosebumps spreading over their skin. Warm mist begins to rise in the air, warming their bodies inside and out. Even though they have seen one another naked countless times, suddenly they both feel self conscious.

A sweet, musky, and earthy smell drifts down from the ceiling, and with it, their bodies begin to respond where their minds remain uncertain. Nipples harden and stand out like diamonds. Seth's penis begins to rise and Jenny's clitoris and labia begin to engorge. Neither of them has ever felt such arousal, and as it sinks in that this will be the last thing their old selves feel, the arousal only increases.

The two take one step, then two toward each other. Another and another, and they draw to each other and embrace. It is as if they are embracing each other's naked bodies for the first time. Their embrace is like a weathered vine embedded on a towering trunk. Each moans gently at each other's touch and draws closer. They run their hands over each other with youthlike enthusiasm.

Seth's hand finds Jenny's back, pressing her breasts into his chest as their bodies draw closer still. Seth's raised penis pokes and rubs against Jenny's belly, and she instinctively gyrates her hips forward and toward him as they lock in a passionate kiss.

While they kiss, a warm liquid showers down on them. The consistency is more viscous than water, and soon they are saturated. They pay it no mind, and continue to embrace. Rivulets of increasingly goopy, gelly matter run down their naked bodies, leaving trails of goosebumps on their skin.

As the Factor begins to seep into their skin, they shiver with wicked anticipation. Seeping in through their eyes, the gel carries the mutagen inward to their brains, slowly seeping in and beginning to alter what it is to be Jenny and Seth. Welts begin to form along the rivulets as their skin bubbles and reacts to the invasion.

Both of their genitals tingle madly with desire. Pins and needles and heat spread from their parts outward. Desiring sexual contact, but too bashful to fuck in a public facility, Jenny and Seth begin to grind their parts together. Slowly and carefully at first, just savouring the sensations, then they begin to rub faster, using the gel as lubricant. Panting, moaning, they feel each other's bodies, soon forgetting that they may be under observation.

The world spins and fades around them, but what matters is being in contact with each other.

As they rub and embrace, tiny scraps of organic matter suspended in the gel begin to cling to their bodies, gathering on their flesh. Changing them. Stem cells and genetically programmed protists suspended in an aqueous, mutagenic gel. The grave of Jenny and Seth.

As they embrace and grind, Seth moans suddenly and shudders, leaning in against Jenny as he is wracked with an orgasm. A steady stream of semen runs from Seth's cock down Jenny's leg.

Seth's ejaculation a final straw of public humiliation, Jenny no longer cares about embarrassment or taboo. She runs her hands down Seth's chest, briefly caressing his swollen nipples as she sinks to her knees.

Taking Seth's softening penis in her mouth, Jenny begins to suck eagerly, drawing out the last dregs of his ejaculation and indulging in the pleasure of sucking cock.

Despite having just come, Seth finds he quickly reaches a state of arousal rather than overstimulation, and he begins to harden again.

Jenny moans with gratification as her boyfriend's arousal for her deepens and throbs. She jills as she sucks, moaning softly, but as the blowjob continues and the mutagenic gel continues to run over them, she increasingly moves toward stroking her gradually more inflamed and throbbing clitoris. First a fingertip, then a finger and a thumb, then two, up and down the burgeoning length of her straining erect clit.

"Lay down," Jenny says, speaking for the first time since being deposited in this clinical, daunting room. Seth quickly obliges, laying back with his arms crossed behind his head. From the new angle, his penis looks less imposing, the change in angle drawing it in. The first erection was bigger, but their arousal is so great that neither of them cares.

Jenny continues her blowjob with passion. As she blows, she cups a hand and catches the raining gel in it, then as one hand probes Seth's sensitive nipples, the other wanders downward. First she tickles his taint, playful at first but then engaging. Then with a single fingertip, Jenny lightly, delicately presses into Seth's anus.

The puckered flesh quickly begins to plump and pulse at her touch, and readily opens to give her passage. Jenny rubs her finger around the interior passage of his sphincter, stimulating the sensation of fullness and arousal. Then she slips the tip of a second finger in. Seth admits a moan with the new stimulation. Jenny responds by withdrawing the hand from his nipple and returning it to her turgid clitoris. She leans back and peers inquisitively at her boyfriend's equally turgid member.

As Seth reclines, eyes closed in ecstasy, he neither sees nor cares of the entranced look of desire on Jenny's face as his second orgasm arrives. Like the first, it is a soft and streamlike ejaculation that runs forcelessly down the twitching shaft while Jenny watches. She smiles in placid curiosity as she watches his balls draw up and his scrotum tighten in response to the pleasure. She continues to finger Seth, and he continues to come.

As she orgasm finally subsides, and Jenny withdraws her fingers, the collection of fleshy matter is apparent in the engorgement that remains around the sensitive orifice. His puckered hole is blushed and distended as though Jenny's fingers remained, twitching and winking invitingly.

Jenny's head is spinning, her feelings of passion eclipsing rational thought. And she doesn't care. Likewise, Seth is lost in the pleasure and equally lost without thought or care. Seth spreads his legs to give Jenny better access to him, and raises his hips.

At this position, with his hips tilted upward, Seth's penis would be standing at full mast and looking its most impressive. But it is lost on neither of them this time, that though his cock begins to get hard again, once more defying its refractory period, it does not increase in length, hardening but retaining the length and girth of a flacid cock.

Seth's doubts drift away from his spinning consciousness as he surrenders to a new pleasure. Hesitantly due to the novelty, Jenny leans forward to her boyfriend's upraised groin, she tenderly uses her free hand to shield his retracted balls as her tongue snakes out and begins to curiously investigate the throbbing contours of Seth's anus. She continues to stroke the shaft of her clit, moving her arm in an increasingly jerking motion.

Seth's cock jumps and throbs as Jenny's ministrations to his ass begin to affect him. The sensation of her tongue on his flesh is familiar from getting a blowjob, but on his ass it feels alien. And yet somehow, like he had been anticipating this. It makes him tingle. If he opens his eyes, his vision is obscured by vignettes of spots, so Seth simply leaves them closed and lets the pleasure carry him off.

She has been feeling an orgasm building for a while, but Jenny is hesitant to chase it because like everything else in this situation, the feeling is novel. A familiar tingling in the glans of her clit, nerve signals shooting upward into the full body. But a strange tingling feeling is spreading through her labia as well, and even up into her ovaries. It is not an entirely pleasant sensation, though not entirely unpleasant either, but Jenny's arousal is so great that it gives her little pause. Her own fluid steadily runs down the length of her enlarged clitoris, its aspect milky and mucusy rather than smooth and clear. Jenny doesn't care.

Jenny continues to tongue her boyfriend's asshole, and it isn't lost on either of them that this tongue is longer and thicker than the old Jenny's tongue. Neither of them cares, except that the length and girth of the enlarged tongue is sufficient to send Seth into another orgasm. A stream of mostly clear liquid escapes the tip of Seth's flaccid sized cock, and he whimpers with pleasure. Jenny feels his hole pulse and contract with the orgasm.

As Seth's orgasm subsides and he basks in a spinning and disoriented afterglow, only Jenny is alert enough to observe as the foreskin of the lower half of the remaining shaft draws in to fuse with his shrivelled scrotum. Seth's penis continues to retract, as though it had been at a full erection in the previous orgasm. Now it is also fused downward against his crotch, making penetration with it impossible. Since the last orgasm, a steady stream of clear fluid leaks from Seth's urethra, which is left turned facing down and out, leaking onto his no longer visible gonads.

Jenny purrs with arousal as she watches the changes in her boyfriend's physique, now too inflamed and too intoxicated to be concerned. She raises on her knees, standing at full height and leaning back and out in a dominant display. Her clit now stands several inches out from her pubis. The skin is smooth and silken, but also broken by throbbing and increasingly thick blood vessels. The pulsating erection of the clitoris is visible and palpable, straining against its constraints. Slowly the hood shrinks back, the skin spreads up the shaft, and the vestibule rapidly swells to join the urethra with the glans.

As her clitoris grows longer, thicker, and more protuberant, Jenny strokes it in a frenzy, beginning to forget about Seth's pleasure as she chases an elusive orgasm. The milky, viscous liquid that had run down her legs from her pussy now leaks from her urethra, now located at the tip of her glans.

Seth's hands wander his body. One goes back and forth between his stark erect nipples, encircling and caressing them with the gel raining from the ceiling. His other hand finds his penis. His heart flutters as his fingers find the length of the shaft, or lack thereof. The tip is sensitive, as sensitive as after an orgasm but somehow pleasurable rather than overwhelming. He permits two fingers to rub up and down on the remainder of the penis for a few seconds, jilling like his girlfriend had, what feels like only moments ago.

Then Seth's hand travels further down, cupping and caressing his balls. Or rather, where his balls had been. With each pseudo-ejaculation, the balls had retracted further into him, and his scrotum shrunk back to follow. The skin is now smooth and folded like labia, no trace of his balls. Focusing his retreating consciousness, Seth tries to locate the sensation of his testicles, but all he feels is a presence and sensitivity in his lower abdomen. Like testicles, but withdrawn all the way up into his body with the extreme pleasure of the ejaculations.

And then Seth's hand finds the lip of his asshole. What had been an asshole, that is. The large presence of mutagenic gel that Jenny had used for lubrication has obviously had an effect. A radius of plump and swollen tissue forms an oval around a supple and sensual orifice. Folds of skin travelling from the top of the former scrotum to the back of the hole resemble labia. The hole itself remains open and inviting, its winking interior ripe with gelly fluid. As Seth runs his fingertip over the perimeter, he lets out an involuntary moan and yelp. His hole has become as sensitive as his glans. He gingerly returns the finger and explores once more. First a single circle around the ring. Then deeper. Deeper. Seth feels an orgasm building deep within as he slips three fingers into his inviting hole and begins to finger himself while Jenny masturbates.

After what feels like several minutes go by, though they have little sense of time now, Jenny growls in frustration and removes the hand from her clit. Or rather, from the organ that had been a clit. It is coated in slime and natural lubricant, engorged and leaping erect. At nine inches long and thick, it is a daunting cock. Rippling with veins but otherwise beautiful and silken. No trace of clit remains more than its beauty, and as Jenny runs a finger under herself, she is shocked, thought dully, to realise that the sensation of tingling and sticking that she had felt had culminated in what now lies beneath her hand. Faintly ridgy flesh, sutured at a seam between the two halves, from the bottom of the cock and reaching the taint. Jenny bites her lip, now capable of feeling little but the arousal of the predicament, and the frustration of not getting off. Remembering her intense sexual frustration, Jenny growls.

"Use me." Seth speaks up in a meek, pleading voice, and spreads his legs wide as he can. A hand on either side, Seth holds open his gaping hole, granting Jenny access to the swollen and distended pussy fitting her magnificent cock.

Something animal comes over Jenny and it is as if her personhood withdraws and a beast steps in, as she hunches, muscles twitching and rippling, and sees Seth's orifice as if for the first time. Jenny trembles and shudders tremendously as she lines up her raging hard cock with Seth's pussy. It is taking all of her concentration and restraint to focus on making it gently in, as an echo of the old Jenny remembers the feeling of too much cock, too fast.

As soon as she has slowly guided her furious cock in and bottomed out in Seth, a primal growl escapes Jenny's throat. She pushes his legs back as far as they will go, as spread as they will go. Slowly and methodically at first, then picking up energy and frenzy, the person who had been Jenny uses what had been her clit to thrust into what had been the ass of the person who had been her boyfriend.

"Uuuuurrrrrrcccc," new Jenny manages to articulate as she thrusts in once more, the size of her cock stretching out new Seth's new pussy to the max. Constant fluid leaks from his urethra, running down and into the crevices of his hole. Seth moans and wails with unrestrained pleasure like he had never known before. At the same time, Jenny howls with pleasure she has never known, the feeling of wet, warm, inviting flesh wrapping around and embracing her own inflamed member. The sound of slapping flesh joins the steady drone of more mutagen hammering down into that which has accumulated on the floor, now several inches deep.

The slap slap of fucking is accompanied by sloshing as the gel rises. Jenny grunts and growls as she pounds into Seth. Over the next eternity, Seth comes again and again, his orgasms now responding enthusiastically to the terrific penetration.

Finally, not asking but dominantly manoeuvring Seth around, Jenny decides to change positions. Ass up, pussy on full display, gasping for breath as his face presses into the gel on the floor, Seth is positioned like a breeding sow, and Jenny is his sire. As she begins to line up her cock once more, it is clear their changes have progressed, though neither of them is thinking of that now. Jenny's cock has grown. The base now resembles roots of a tree because the veins are so pronounced. The length and girth have each grown at least another inch, and the underside ridge of the urethra is thicker and more muscular. The middle of the cock now swells slightly larger than the base and tip, and the urethra is steadily leaking viscous, milky emission. But most significantly different is that the skin beneath the cock has grown heavy and swollen with massive balls the size of tangerines. Some scrotums are ugly, but this one is fittingly beautiful to match the beautiful, albeit intimidating cock.

Seth's pussy, grotesquely inflamed and still with a lipped and swollen sphincter, but undoubtedly a luscious pussy, strains to admit the new girth of Jenny's organ, but he squeals in ecstasy as it bottoms out, deeper than ever before.

The two lovers grunt and groan and moan as they passionately fuck like never before. Prior to offering themselves to Ylgoth in hopes of buying their freedom from the Desmoterion, they had had average, unexceptional, intimate and loving sex, sometimes more raucous than others and sometimes more gentle. They had known that might change if they consented to Metalax, but anything was better than the Desmoterion. And so here they are, little more rational than animals and some deal more animalistic. They had been Jenny and Seth, but with the lust and drive coursing through their bodies and minds, now they are only a terribly beautiful cock and a wickedly erotic pussy, in places they'd never been before.

Seth sputters, coughs, and caterwauls with pleasure as he tries to keep breathing around the gel seeping into his face. In his mouth and down his throat. In one ear from the bottom, in the other from the rain on the top. Into his closed eye. Into the follicles of his scalp. Into the pores in his skin. But Jenny is oblivious to this, so enraptured now is she in her own pleasure. There is no doubt, since Seth asked her to use him, he is getting the return.

From her view, when Jenny directs her gaze downward, rather than up and enraptured, she sees that Seth's hips appear to be distorting and flaring as she pounds into him, changing the shape of his figure. His average, manly figure is changing. Hips wider, waist thinner, sensitive nipples hanging lower and lower as his tits begin to brush the rising surface of the gel. The pitch of his moans climbs higher and higher.

As Seth changes, Jenny grows more and more aroused. Ridges on the wall of his pussy rub against and squeeze Jenny's cock, making the sex more and more pleasurable for both of them. As Jenny hammers into him, harder and harder at Seth's barely coherent begging, Seth's orgasms grow longer and blend more into one another. In this position, a steady stream of fluid leaks from Seth's pussy down his legs and into the rising gel.

As the gel starts to reach a level that Seth's scattered and muted survival instincts begin to form misgivings about drowning, Jenny's arousal finally reaches a crest and she roars with fierce pleasure at her cock's first ejaculation. The element of danger combined with the sensation of being used sends Seth over the edge, and he tenses then screams as the mental arousal rolls over him. Jenny slowly works in and out of Seth, pussy squelching as it clings to her penis. The cock continues to pulse, emptying an enormous emission appropriate to such large balls. As she pumps, Jenny's mind focuses on nothing but the pleasure of ejaculating. Any peripheral awareness she has of Seth coughing and sputtering is interrupted by the exhilaration of breeding her boyfriend.

As Jenny begins to come down from the ecstasy, though still aroused, she begins to comprehend that Seth is no longer breathing, and he has slumped forward in the gel, face totally submerged. A flutter of terror left over from the old Jenny crosses new Jenny's consciousness. This isn't right. This isn't the price that the datapriests quoted for Ylgoth's salvation.

"Stop. Back." Brain still fuzzy and animal, Jenny forms words slowly, clumsily. But with great effort, she forms them and begins to plead for her boyfriend.

"Do not be alarmed, Subject. It is part of the Metalax process. You will both be changed internally and resuscitated anew. Say goodbye to Jenny, Subject. Seth is dead, and soon she will be too. The price of Ylgoth's freedom is death and rebirth as a Subject suitable for Panorama.