I turn to look at my reflection again in the tiny mirror in the barge’s small cabin. I have no human facial features anymore. I lift my hand up to where my face used to be and caress the soft, silky spandex that now covers all of me. My hand slowly travels down over my massive breasts and lingers at the engorged nipples. I am truly spectacular! My mind may be in tact, but the spandex symbiant is already bonded with my brain and is telling me that this is what I am supposed to be.
Unlike the rubber condom attack and my growth into a rubberman, this is somehow different? Calm, perfect…sexual! My lust and need to breed again is all powerful.
“Yes” I say, still caressing one huge breast with one hand as the other slides the length of my huge lycra cock. “We need to find Jung.”
I look over to Eric, who even though I can no longer see his face, I know is smiling. I look down Eric’s body and see his own, smaller lycra cock sink into his body, leaving his crotch smooth and red and shiny.
Eric leads the way out of the cabin on silent footsteps and I follow right behind, placing my lycra hand on his back and reveling in the silky, slipperiness.
We go down the short corridor leading back to the bridge and hear a gentle gasping and moaning. The captain of the barge still has no idea that there are stow-aways aboard.
There is a small room just to the side of the entrance to the bridge. Eric looks back to me and says, “My Queen, the one called Jung is in here and Leon is with him. Only Jung has started the transformation. I don’t think Leon has ‘met’ one of us yet.”
“What do we do?” I whisper slowly. “We can not afford to alert the captain.”
“Leave them to me. This new host, and you my Queen have given me new abilities. They will both be yours!”
As Eric whispers this back to me, I feel a little twitch in my lycra cock and a divine hunger-lust starts to course through me.
“Yes drone. Good. Do what you must.” I say as I rub Eric’s ass and give it a gentle squeeze. Eric leans back to me and kisses my mouth, the spandex intertwining and sliding across itself in some new bizarre form of kissing.
Eric and I slip silently into the room. Jung sees us first and just as he is about to yell, I see that Eric’s cock is hard and protruding once more. He strokes it quickly and shoots something red and shiny at Jung’s face, covering him and making him unable to make a sound. Eric quickly turns to the left and shoots again, this time hitting Leon in the face, but she keeps shooting, spraying more and more of his liquid lycra, covering Leon in what can only be called a cocoon?!
Jung’s body is nearly fully covered in his shiny silver lycra as I step up to him. He tries to yell out loudly as my fingers find the base of his scrotum. Eric, now finished spinning his spandex cocoon over Leon, comes around and holds Jung’s wrists firmly as I give him his lycra vagina. I reposition myself and lover my throbbing 18” cock to the small opening. I begin to thrust inside him, deepening the canal until I my hips are grinding against Jung’s ass. Spandex on spandex…that sweet, delicious sensation sends me to the edge again. I feel myself orgasm harder than ever, spraying my sticky cum inside him.
I pull out of him and see that his body is now covered and his cock is fully free and hard.
“Release him drone. I am ready to mate with this one.” I command.
Eric releases Jung’s wrists and turns him blindly around to face me. I am bent over wiggling my ass at his cock.
“Guide him to my cunt.” I hiss, rubbing my massive tits in anticipation.
Eric uses his hands to push Jung towards me. He is helpless to resist as his spandex symbiant goes to work on his brain. Eric then takes hold of Jung’s shiny cock (still substantially larger than normal from his experience with the latex condom) and guides it into my waiting spandex vagina. My huge cock is now positioned in my cleavage as I feel Jung push roughly inside me. I can sense his building climax and grand back against him. At the last minute, Eric strips his spandex gag-hood off of Jung and he cums hard inside me.
Jung backs away, his mind still relatively in tact and Eric takes him in his powerful arms.
I feel the production of an egg nearing it’s maturation cycle of only a couple of minutes.
“What’s happened to me? What happened to you guys? What are you doing?” Jung’s questions flow out of him as I begin to grunt and pass the egg.
“The Queen is helping you become whole” Eric whispers into Jung’s ear.
The shiny red lycra mass falls to the floor with a bit of a sploosh followed closely by the rest of the cord and sticky lycra mass. Eric let’s go of Jung and he wondrously moves over the egg and squats down. He picks up the mass in his hands and begins to stuff it into his new lycra vagina.
“Yessss” Eric and I hiss out in unison as we watch Jung’s spandex pussy suck in the egg and he begins to merge with the symbiant.
Jung’s body, like Eric’s changes to a brilliant red shiny spandex as his transformation nears completion to a Drone.
Then Eric and I both look over to the spandex cocoon where we suddenly see movement. Even though Eric is a Drone and not an egg laying Queen like myself, his drone-cocoon has changed Leon. Something other than Leon is emerging from the webbing. Two shiny, spandex covered claw-like hands rip an opening.