The human was laying down, flat on his back, the numbness of sleep fading and sound began prying into his growing consciousness, an occasional buzz of an insect in the distance, or… Nearby proximity? He couldn't tell. He gave a yawn, noticing that he wasn’t lying upon his bed, nor was he covered, by clothing nor sheet. The surface he laid upon was cool and solid, like stone. His brow furrowed as he turned his head to the side, his cheek now against the apparent stone floor, the buzzing doubling in frequency at his movement, and he heard a sound akin to tapping plastic upon the very stone he was on. His arms and legs tensed, trying to move but failing, not an inch gained in distance from their apparently pinned positions.
He yawned, giving a groan as he tried rolling over despite the dull pressure completely surrounding the ends of each limbs, and his heart began to race, and his eyes shot open, the room he was in, save for the occasional bioluminescent lights dotting the ceiling, was dark, and he saw a face, black with solid blue globes in place of eyes, and he gasped, glancing around rapidly and finding himself surrounded by odd quadrupedal creatures, their legs riddles with holes, their bodies somewhat shiny, a carapace of sorts. Bug horses, he thought at first, until his head gave a brief throb, as if he briefly developed a migraine before it vanished as quickly as it came.
He found himself naming them again, the title ‘changeling’ having forced its way into his mind, and he saw one of the creatures to his side, horn glowing and it was larger than the others, though still similar in appearance, size being the only separating trait. It was then he noticed, on the larger one specifically, a sizable set hanging beneath the crotch, every following changeling his inspecting gaze shooting towards returing the knowledge each one of the surrounding arthropods were packing, and by the combined scent of each changeling’s musk, they were eager to make use of their packages. The larger one from before, a good few heads taller than the others, had begun approaching, and the human couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from the swaying set it posessed, and was even further hypnotised as its length began to casually drop and pulse righ above his head when the changeling, currently smirking, took position over him. He turned his head away, shivering at the strong smell of male so close, and he spotted a second changeling begin approaching.
He gave a gasp as the head of the overhead changeling cock pressed down upon his cheek, smearing a thick glob of precum over his skin, and he felt his legs be raised, then mobility was robbed from him again by the off green slime. He gave a defeated sigh once he noticed he himself was erect and throbbing, easily outsized by the changeling hovering his cock over the human. The unnamed human felt the second changeling shift into a mount, the human’s knees framing the mounting changeling’s barrel, and he felt something warm and blunt jab at his cheeks, causing the human to tense and whine under his breath, biting his lip as he gave in, and rubbed his cheek back against the cock against his cheek.
He gave a sharp gasp as he felt the jabbing appendage, no doubt the smaller changeling’s cock, hit its mark and pry through, stretching the human’s backside, the shock of initial penetration subsiding and he groaned as the changeling chittered, wings fluttering as he slid smoothly down to his bloated, pent up balls. In another scenario, the human would have crossed his legs over the back of the changeling who helped itself to mounting him, and he couldn't help but squirm and moan as the insectoid equine simply held there, balls deep. He rubbed his face against the lingering, broad head of the cock overhead, only mildly disappointed this ‘alpha’ of sorts wasn't making any moves of his own, simply hovering there, getting him riled up and wanting.
The larger changeling stepped away, seeing that his work was done, making way for another to take his place that was similar in size to the changeling holding idly balls deep in the human. The changeling buried in the human’s rear began to draw back, enticing a shiver and sigh of relief from him before causing a squeak to leave him with a firm thrust, chitin slapping upon flesh, and the human’s further sounds grew stifled, smothered by the probing cock of the newcoming changeling, the human gladly parting his lips as wide as he could, and sucked at the intruding horsecock despite proceeding gags as his throat was rudely invaded, every pound upon his rear making him tense and moan uncontrollably.
His breath was slow, near smothered by the cock being forcibly worked down his throat, the changeling’s balls tapping against his face as his mouth was hilted inside, and he was rendered incapable of properly suckling upon the meat he was officially spitroasted by, both changelings beginning a steady, rough motion back and forth, thrusting in and out with an occasional shiver and chitter of delight at the act of breeding at least a somewhat willing individual. The human’s moans were shallow and choked, and became even more so when the changelings gave odd hisses, suddenly hilting each ends of the human and a warmth flooded him, the changeling’s no doubt climaxing, and judging by the undulating bumps along the undersides of each member, they weren’t just dumping fluids into him, each round bump was the size of a chicken egg, and each changeling in him shivered and ground against him as they oviposited what was doubtlessly eggs into him at both ends.
Based on how the mass that settled in his stomach sat heavy and solid, the eggs no doubt would be there for an indefinite amount of time. The changelings began drawing back after a good few minutes of emptying, their expressions pleased, their cocks drooling an odd, oily fluid, likely nutrients to both keep him alive and the eggs he was filled with equally so. This fluid tasted sweet, it was a clear blue color, and it had the consistency of, well… Oil. Only now did he notice his gut felt bloated, as if he had helped himself to a rather large meal, his belly rounded out with faint bumps along the area.
The two spent changelings wandered off whilst he was inspecting the newest addition to his frame, and he was oblivious to the clacking hooves upon the stone approaching from behind, one devious changeling having decided to give the human’s face a test of worth, an ebony rump descending and panting right upon his face, balls against his forehead, taint against his nose, and a surprisingly soft pucker pressed right against his mouth, the ever present scent of male musk eating away at his built complaints until he had given in, drawing his tongue up the changeling’s rear, and he paused, grunting as he felt another eager changeling mount him, this one definitely more sizable, and his abused rear easily took the jabbing cock, and he groaned out against the changeling using his face as a seat, finally noticing the sheer size of the pent sack on the male that took sloppy seconds.
Based on how things were going, he was being used as an incubator, he was stuffed to the brim with changeling eggs, yet he was still being mounted, still being toyed with. It had finally registered with him, though, that eggs do need to be fertilized, else they’re useless, mere duds. He gave a groan in between licks over the changeling’s pucker as his own was stuffed, pounded at a steady pace by the fourth. He felt the changeling upon his face lift off, moving to hover over like the first had done, a green aura encasing its throbbing member, sliding up and down with the end of that rod aimed at his face, and he couldn't help but stare up, waiting, stifling moans and groans as he was pounded much more ferally, the changeling behind him leaning over, lying upon his bloated front as it rolled its hips and pumped to and fro, churning his insides before it too came, hissing as it tensed and grinding firmly as a much thicker warmth began filling him.
That changeling drew back from him, cock popping free with a squelch and drool of a thick white fluid from his doubly used rear, and when he had reopened his eyes, still shuddering, he was greeted by a sudden facefull of changeling cum, the provider above shivering as it continued magically stroking off onto the human’s face, the human opting for opening his mouth wide, shuddering as he swallowed a lone mouthful, the rest having soaked his features and the floor he was upon.
He was left gasping softly, eyes forced to hold shut by the layer of spunk on his face, and he felt his arms be pulled from their prison by an unseen force, and he immediately took the newfound freedom to wipe his eyes clean of jism, pushing up just seconds before he was magically lifted by the same unseen force, that larger changeling from before lifting him up with the use of magic.
He wasn't aware of what was planned for him now, as he was carried off from the gathered crowd of changelings, a few sounds of disappointment reaching his ears, and he got a better look of the area, the whole room dark, and by the faint bioluminescent lights dotting the ceiling, it was a cavern of sorts. A hive? Perhaps, he thought. He was brought into an off branching tunnel by the changeling, a few turns bringing them both into a rather warm, humid room. Gazing around with what little mobility he had, he saw odd green shells hanging from the walls, ceiling, and even some erected from the floor itself, and not many were empty it would seem, the odd green cocoons emitting a glow of sorts.
there were a handful of changelings within, the one levitating the human proudly trotting over to the small gathering next to one of the larger cocoons, them seeming to have just made this one with how it was still open on the frontside. The changeling still holding the human via its magic had began making its way into the cocoon, backing up and leaning up on its hind hooves to lay against the back side of the cocoon, and he swiftly brought the human in, its still erect member presented, and the human was pulled close, up against the chest of the changeling, and he didn't protest as he was lowered, only groaning, moaning into the chest of the changeling that slowly impaled him on that monster of a shaft, it thrusting up firmly, drawing its hips down as it lifted him physically with a hoof, the changelings outside setting to work on closing up the cocoon, the lighting, though dim, being steadily reduced to a soft green glow, the outside being blocked out from those within.
The changeling you were encased within continued to bounce you, lips curled into a grin, brow furrowed slightly due to the pleasure of continued breeding, the human’s backside no doubt having grown sore from the various poundings it received.
The human was hugged tight by the changeling that kept building its pace, an odd fluid beginning to seep from the surrounding cocoon walls, pooling below and rising as the temperature within grew further heated, by either the ongoing sex or the changes within.
It had taken quite some time, several orgasms from participating parties and a firm fucking later the human had finally climaxed, and as he had, the changeling followed, the human’s gut bloating slightly more as he was pulled balls deep upon the changelings cock, the soft bumps of the eggs within smoothing out, the fluids rising around the two at a faster rate, and the human hugged close to the changeling, and vice versa, moments before both parties were submerged, the fluid lulling them both into a deep sleep, only for them to be woken up at a much later time...
