Little Friends 11 (mm mc asfr musc oral anal)
by MReyes8320
The arcade is almost ready to open in the apartment building on 34th street. The state of the art facility was design to give the people a complete sensory experience of the latest video game. The chamber’s design to be 3 x 3 rooms so that the person could actively participate with the game. Each room had a large LCD monitor and a large comfortable chair in the center. Lance had spent the last bit of his trust fund to open New York’s finest arcade.
He was working around the back when he heard the door open. The deliveryman stood in the doorway.
“Hey Scott, how is hanging?”
Great man…. Feel like a new man…. The deliveryman said with a smile. He had a large package in one hand and the pad in the other. Lance came up and thought that Scott looked bigger than usual but shrugged it off to a tight uniform.
Scott continued to comment on nice the whole place was coming. Lance thanked him and they talked for a while. Lance had gotten to know Scott from the countless deliveries Lance had received.
“So Lance, when do you think you will open?”
I am thinking by Friday. I hope, but this building has been having power drains that my systems have been having problems. I have had to re-boot today alone four times.
Do you mind if I look at the panel. Maybe it is a loose wire. Lance shrugged and said go for it no one else can figure out the problem.
While lance was looking through the box Scott had just delivered Scott opened the Electrical panel in the hallway. He glanced back at lance and turned to the panel. Now if Lance were there he would have seen Scott’s eye turn black. He also would have also seen Scott spit up a wad of black shimmering tar like substance from his throat. When the substance hit the panel, it quickly clung to the wires and sunk behind the fuses.
Scott walked back to Lance and said, “That should do it”. Lance looked at him like he was crazy. What do you mean? You fixed it!
Sure, it was a loose wire on the main feed. It should be all right. Lance was thrilled and could not thank him enough. Scott said it he had to go but that he would probably see him, same time tomorrow. Scott handed Lance the signature pad.
As Lance grabbed the pad, it shocked him. Lance jumped and yelped.
Scott grabbed his arm and asked if he was all right. Lance said sure I guess your pad has a short in it. Lance did not notice the black smear on his arm where Scott grabbed him. Scott left and Lance continued with his inventory and installation of equipment.
He continued until lunchtime, left the shop, and looked for some food. Lance went next door to the main entrance of the building he shared, the apartment building. He was stunned by the opulence of the lobby. The floors were a cream marble that reflected the ten-foot chandelier on the ceiling. The lobby decorated with small sitting areas of overstuffed chairs and oriental rugs that provided color to the room. The front desk had two young officers that stood at attention and greeted each tenant with a smile while working on key punching information on their systems.
Lance walked in, stood, and just looked around. He could not believe this was the same building that just two months ago was a rundown apartment house with a rather obnoxious manager.
He scratched his arm as he continued through the lobby. His arm had bothered him since this morning. Except for a grey mark that would not wash off, there was no irritation. As he walked past the front desk toward the small deli in the back, his arm started to feel warm. He rubbed his arm as he entered the deli. Lance did not notice the two young men at the desk stop talking and stared at him as he past.
Lance walked into the deli and saw Jeff. Hey Jeff how are you? Jeff turned around and smiled, great! What can I get you today?
I think I will get the Hamburger and fries.
Cool give a few minutes and it will be right up.
Lance sat down in the small eating area, grabbed a magazine, and read quietly against the wall.
The door opened for a second time and a man in a black formfitting uniform walked into the deli. The uniform resembled the Batman uniform all the way down to the imitation nipples on the chest. He looked over to Lance and Lance looked up. When their eyes met, there was a second of a connection and the man tuned back to the counter. Lance shook his head and looked back down to his magazine not even aware that he had a rock hard cock sticking straight up. He absently rubbed his arm and continued reading.
Jeff came out from the back and walked to the counter. He did not smile nor greeted the man with any affection. He simply stated. What would you have? The man answered, Ham and cheese.
Jeff turned around and walked back into the kitchen. The man tried to look casually through the deli counter and walked around while Jeff prepared the orders. As he approached the area where Lance was sitting, Lance began to feel an itch in his arm that now seemed to be in his shoulder.
Lance was also feeling a little flushed but continued leafing through the magazine. Now the man was standing next to Lance and stared out into the lobby through the shop glass. He looked over to the back of Lance head that was slightly looking down at the magazine and he saw a grey tendril moving from Lance’s shirt neckline up into his scalp.
The man was about to touch the back of Lance’s neck when Jeff came out of the back. Jeff looked over to the man and said, “Your Order.”
The man pulled back his hands and walked back to the counter. Paid for his order and walked out. Jeff watched as the man walked across the lobby and entered the government offices that had recently opened on the mezzanine in the lobby.
Jeff looked over to Lance
Lance looked up looking confused. “What!”
Well, when I first met the guy he was friendly and excited to be starting in the homeland security police coalition. I think his name is Michael. The guy was from Florida and had gotten this promotion. The guy was fussing about his uniform looking good and we talked a little. You know the GI-JOE type. Poor kid we laughed and told him to relax. Those are the office up there. Jeff pointed to the mezzanine. The actually occupy the old bakery building next door but when they remodeled the lobby, management opened a connection between the two buildings.
Anyway, the guy goes up to his new job and I continue with my day. The next day he comes in and you could swear he had a broomstick shoved up his ass. The man was as rigid and as cold as a corpse. I said hey how it went. He looked at me and said that it was fine. He was getting used to the reorientation. He looked at me and I swear to you I thought I saw his eyes glow. Anyway, he ordered a ham and cheese sandwich. He eats the same sandwich every day. He pays and walks out.
He hasn’t said a word since then. Lance looked at Jeff and said,
”I think you’re lonely…”and laughed out loud.
Jeff almost threw the food.
Lance grabbed his burger and walked toward the exit. As he walked across the lobby area he looked at the two men behind the counter and smiled. The men smiled back but said nothing.
Lance went outside, entered his store, and continued working on his arcade.
It was getting dark when Lance felt satisfied that the shop was almost finished. So he started to clean the floors when suddenly he felt a need to pee. The need was so bad that he nearly fell over himself as he ran in to the bathroom in the back of the store.
While Lance was taking care of business a figure quietly walks in and leans against one of the partitions that make up the maze of cubicles for the games. His black shirt melts into the partitions and starts to run over and under the partitions. The partitions start to take on a black shiny color from the typical painted drywall. By the time, Lance emerged from the bathroom all the walls that created to arcade maze were a shiny black color. Lance was stunned.
“what the fuck!!??’
He walked around the room staring in disbelief. He reached out and touched one wall. When his finger made contact with the black surface. Lance felt like he was struck by lightning. He arched his back and stood on his tip toes unable to pull his hand away.
The lights within the arcade started to flicker and alternate from the front to the back of the store. Lance’s eyes rolled up in head; he had never felt so alive. He felt every fiber of his body. If he had been behind himself he would of seen the tendrils that had connected with his skull were turning darker as the connect continued.
Suddenly as soon as it started it stopped and Lance fell to the floor. He laid there for a second trying to breathe when he heard the figure approach him. He looked up from the floor and saw a pair of black shoes. He followed the legs up the encased legs that were perfectly molded. When he reached the waist the sides tapered in and flared out again. Lance thought it was the Ham and Cheese guy from the deli. He finally looked at the face and Scott was smiling down at him.
Scott bent down, picked Lance up, and stood him in front of him. Scott said, “Look at you”
Lance was dazed he knew it was Scott but he was to out of it to really react. He kept hearing a buzzing in his ears so he waited until he could clear his head.
“Well buddy you and I are going to be close since I have been designated a free thinking drone you are to be my mate. Sounds like fun…. “Lance looked into Scotts eyes and then there was a connection. He could not look away. Now if Lance could see he would have seen the tendril moving from Scott’s body to his. The way the stretched and wrapped themselves around Lance’s body. He would have noted that they were slipping into his sleeves and under shorts and slowly ripping the clothing off Lance’s body. Soon lance was naked covered by only the swirling tentacles off Scott’s body.
Inside Lance’s mind he kept hearing let me in… he know he should be worried but so how he could not connect the danger. He continued to staring into Scott’s green eyes that slowly solidified into a black color.
The connection was made!
The humanoid has made contact with the membrane wall and is exchanging with the nanites; new set of instructions and purpose. Lance swooned and fell into Scott’s arms. When Lance looked again into Scott’s black eyes the tendrils on his body had stopped moving and settled into intricate pattern on his arms down his back over his ass and legs. Slowly Lance noticed that his body was firming up and round pecs began to form. He stood straighter and his shoulders expanded while his waist contracted. Lance’s thighs expanded and his ass firmed up to a beautiful bubble butt.
Scott looked at his new mate and saw that Lance’s eyes were gray and slowly darkening. He registered that the time had come. He turned Lance around and inserted his raging rubber coated cock into Lance’s ass. Lance’s eyes shot opened and then sagged. He smiled briefly and then both began to say:
“Connection Made”
They both repeated out loud:
“Transmitting”
“Transmitting”
“Transmitting”
“Transmitting”
“Transmitting”
“Acknowledged”
Lance and Scott separated and faced each other. Their eyes glowed. Lance was now dressed the same as Scott and they held each other. Wordlessly they turned and continued with the arcade, only now they begin to modify and rework the video games so that as the patrons played the game they would become like them.
Essentially The arcade was turned into an assimilation chamber.
When they finished Scott and Lance returned to the back office. Their eyes stopped glowing and you could see some of their personalities return. They both smiled.
Scott looked and Lance and said, “So how do you feel?”
Lance looked back at Scott and smiled and said, “I want to fuck again!”