Ethan had come home exhausted after a long day in the office and passed out shirtless on his bed, wearing only grey sweatpants and white socks.
To put simply, I am organism from deep space, formless, intelligent, and starving for a host. I slipped through the cracked window as a shimmering, translucent slime. I moved silently across the floor and up onto the bed, slowly crawling over Ethan’s sleeping form.
He stirred slightly as I began to envelop him.
At first it felt like a warm, wet dream. Then the invasion began.
I seeped into his pores, down his throat, into his ears, and through every opening. Ethan jolted awake, eyes wide with terror as he felt me spreading inside him.
“Wha-what the fuck is-?!”
His voice cut off as I flooded his nervous system. His body arched violently on the bed, muscles spasming as I dissolved and consumed him from the inside out, not destroying the body, but hollowing it perfectly, turning every inch of his skin, muscle, and bone into a living, removable skin suit.
The process took hours. I made sure he stayed conscious for most of it.
Every nerve being rewired. Every muscle being claimed. His cock stayed painfully hard the entire time as I stimulated his pleasure centers while consuming him. By the end, Ethan’s consciousness was compressed into a thin, faint lining inside the suit, still able to see, feel, and experience everything, but completely powerless; allowing me access to any and all memories.
I flexed my new fingers. I ran my hands slowly over the firm chest and abs I now owned. I looked at the mirror and smiled with Ethan’s handsome face.
“Perfect,” I whispered in his smooth voice.
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