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Rocket’s small form made him an easy target, being shoved around when he wasn’t moving fast enough for their liking. For now, the raccoon had to suppress his anger towards them. He was still looking for a way to escape this place but until that time came he learned how to navigate the prison’s complex ecosystem. While the guards were able to push him around, Rocket made sure to establish his dominance among the other prisoners, quickly earning respect and making others shut up with just a glare. \n\n\nAll alone in the communal showers, Rocket had nothing to do except wash himself, his wet ears twitching repeatedly from the droning of water striking the flooring. He was more focused on his own thoughts anyway. No means of communication with the outside world, no allies within this place, and no solid escape plan… Just him and the already monotonous grind of prison life. \n\nHe just finished up, turning off the water but there was still a sound. A kind of hissing sound. But there wasn’t anyone else here with him. Listening closer, the hisses started to sound like whispers, incredibly faint ones. Almost like someone was calling for him. An uneasy feeling came over him and he instinctively reached for his self-made weapon but he was completely nude. So he looked around, first at the walls, then at the wet floor, his eyes landing on the rusted grate in the center. Something was...bubbling out of it. A viscous, black-ish goo, looking sticky yet slick. \n\nRocket edged away as the goo formed into a blob, twisting and writhing out from the grate, forming into a semblance of a face, two milky white eyes peering out from the inky depths. \n\n“Psst...you. Raccoon,” the goo hissed. “You wanna get out of this shithole? I’ll help you.” \n\nRocket froze, his mind suddenly facing. This...thing wanted to help? “W-who the hell are you? And why do you wanna help me?” he snapped. \n\n“Because, fuzzball. I’m stuck here like you. I’m a symbiote and I finally broke out of containment. I escaped but I need a host body to get outta here. They’re gonna notice I’m gone sooner than later and lock me up again, maybe even stuff me into a jar or some shit like that!” “\n\n“A symbiote, huh?” Rocket muttered, his fur starting to bristle. He heard things about them, the gist being that they’re more trouble than they’re worth. “You try to take me over and I’ll claw your eyes out, you hear me?!” \n\n“Shh! Keep your voice down! I don’t want to ‘take you over.’ I just need a ride, someone to bond myself to. We become partners, okay? Nobody’s forcing anybody. We help each other get out of here,” the symbiote explained with some slight annoyance in his voice. \n\nRocket started to consider it. Right now he was all on his own, trying to find a major weakness about this place to exploit but he was getting nowhere with that. This was unexpected. A wildcard. He had no one else that was coming to get him, no actual plan of action. Just a long sentence staring him in the face. This symbiote could be his own shot. \n\n“Fine,” Rocket grumbled. “But no funny business.” \n\n“Smart choice,” the symbiote slithered out from the grate towards Rocket, going up one of his legs. The creature started to spread itself out, going from an amorphous form to something like a spider web, sticking to the walls and ceiling. Tendrils wrapping around, having him by the arms and legs, lifting him up and keeping him suspended from the ground. “Whoa, hold on! What the hell are you doing now?!”\n\n“Relax, it's how the bonding process works. For me that is. I’m not your typical symbiote. That’s why they kept me contained. But don’t worry about any of that,” the creature said, being heard all over his now spread form. “It’s gonna feel real good for you though.” \n\n“W-wait, I don’t think-” Rocket’s words were cut by his own groan. He suddenly felt something warm and slippery stroking his balls. Peering down, they went wide at the sight of a pair of tendrils fondling his sack in an explorative way. \n\n“Jeez, this is..mmmf!” Again, his words weren’t able to fully come out. But this time it was because of another, thicker tendril. The end of it was shaped like the head of a cock, pushing its way past the raccoon’s lips, plunging into his mouth and throat. It was slick and warm, having a slightly bitter taste. Almost like cum but mixed with...something else. As the slime-cock was pumping its way through his throat, another came up and started to prod at the raccoon’s hole, smearing it with thick and warm slime that was making his rim tingle. It poked at the lubed hole a few more times before pushing its way in, making Rocket feel full in an instant. Rocket shuddered and moaned around the invading cock as they started thrusting into him. That taste was becoming more defined, along with the smell that was coming from the symbiote’s goo. It was a kind of alien musk that sent a rush through him. His holes loosened, allowing the slime to reach in further, his body felt all the more sensitive, and his shaft hardened to full mast in an instant. \n\n“Ooh! I can definitely work with this!” the symbiote cooed as he brought up another tendril, this one having an opening that was like a sleeve. That opening spread out, engulfing the raccoon’s cock, stretching around the shaft that looked out of place on the fit yet short halfworlder’s body. Rocket’s fat 8 inch cock stood out prominently, impossible to ignore for someone of his size, paired with balls the size of plums. \n\nSliding over every thick inch, the slime sleeve began to knead and suck on the sensitive flesh. On the inside there were many tongue-like appendages lashing the throbbing meat, providing even greater stimulation. Rocket’s eyes rolled back, drool leaking from the corners of his mouth, it still stretched wide around the cock stuffing itself into his throat. The tendrils were using his holes ruthlessly but its slimy texture brought nothing but pleasure. Pistoning into him and stroking his shaft with more speed as time passed, Rocket could feel shocks racing through him, building to a fever pitch. \n\nLetting out a muffled cry, Rocket bucked and thrashed as his climax crashed over him. Cum spurted from his cock and down the tendril’s sleeve. His balls were drawing up tight. Rocket continued to moan and shake, feeling his usual ten second orgasm still going and his balls still clenching against themselves, his cum being sucked right out. If it weren’t for the other tendrils holding him up, he would have collapsed from the mind blowing feeling. Rocket didn’t notice when the cocks and sleeve pulled off at first, being stuck in a daze until the symbiote spoke. \n\n“There, that did the trick,” they said with a satisfied purr. “Your cum was perfect. We’re even more compatible than I thought.” \n\n“W-what the fuck was all that about..?” Rocket asked weakly, feeling completely drained. \n\n“I needed your essence before I could bond with you. That’s how I work. But it was fun, right?” \n\nRocket scowled as he was still reeling. He heard chuckling as the symbiote was shrinking, slowly lowering him onto his feet. The goo that had spread out was all coming back together and spreading all over, overtaking his tired body. A groan came from the raccoon as he felt the slime sinking into his fur, touching to and slinking over his skin, more and more until it reached his head, completely enveloping his head and vision. \n\nHe must have passed out or something. He groaned and stood up, immediately noticing something. There was a mirror just past the shower area that he approached and looked at, letting out a gasp as he looked at himself. From head to toe he was enveloped in the symbiote, like a new layer of skin. He could see and feel the added height, increased muscle mass, and his boosted senses. That fatigue he felt earlier was completely gone. Confidence and vitality thrummed in his veins. \n\n“Damn, I feel...Fucking amazing!” Rocket said in awe. He was raring to test out this new form, itching to go. “Let’s bust outta this joint already.” \n\n“Yeah, that’s right!” Feral spoke directly in Rocket’s mind. Let’s go, ‘partner.’ We’re gonna fuck them all up!” \n\nAs if on cue, the guard outside shouted, \"Hurry it up, Raccoon! You've been in there too long!\"\n\n“Coming!” Rocket called back. This time he was looking forward to coming face to face with them. He didn’t bother grabbing a towel, walking right out of the shower. The huge canine guard turned to see Rocket’s approach, being ready to escort him back to his cell. But his eyes went wide when he saw the symbiote-covered raccoon. \n\n“That’s the- It’s breached containment!” \n\nRocket didn’t let the guard finish or give him the time to reach for his communicator. Still so much smaller than the hulking authority figure, Rocket lunged and knocked him off his feet. Right after, the symbiote’s tendrils snaked out, grabbing the guard by the neck, pulling him in. \n\n“Please! Don’t kill me!” the guard pleaded. \n\n“Oh, I’m not gonna fight you,” Rocket purred, a wicked grin showing his much larger and sharper teeth. “I’m gonna fuck you up. Literally.”\n\nA powerful, musky pheromone was wafting from Rocket’s body, causing the guard to stop panicking when he inhaled it. Instead he relaxed entirely and started to shudder. Rocket had just gotten himself clean and yet coming from him was a strong aroma – Rocket’s own musk paired with something that came from Feral, not just boosting his natural smell but turning into something new. Its effects were making the guard pant heavily, his expression going from fear to one of desperation. His pants were tented, making his arousal obvious. \n\nActing on Rocket’s desires, Feral stripped away the guard’s clothing, exposing more and more of their body. The raccoon’s gaze fell on the guard’s ass, being large like the rest of him. \n\n“Mmm, I’ve always had a thing for huge guys…” Rocket smirked as he jumped up and latched to the canine’s backside.\n\n“What’s going on here!” Another guard, this one being a hog had run in, hearing the shouts of his fellow guard in the distance. \n\nLike the first, he wasn’t given the chance to properly react, not when he was pulled in and suddenly got his face stuffed into Rocket’s ass. Stuck in place by the goo keeping him in place, the other guard has nose pressed right against Rocket’s rim, getting a full whiff of the unique mixed musk. It’s strength struck their senses right away, rendering him completely powerless to fight back, not that he wanted to anymore. His mind was going blank, falling deeper into a trance of need from just inhaling the raw scent coming from Rocket/Feral combo. \n\nCompletely forgetting about anything else, the hog willingly pressed his face deeper into the musky ass, his nostrils flaring against the rim itself. Pure lust was the only thing he could feel. Acting instead of thinking, the guard slid his tongue over the rim, humming from the unique taste that clung to his taste buds, being just as addictive as the smell. Rocket groaned as he felt the licks. The guard was really getting in there, reduced to a needy slut that was eagerly going at it. Even with the symbiote covering his body, he could feel the tongue running over his tailhole and it felt even better than usual. \n\n“W-whoa... I can get used to this!” Rocket said with a grin and snicker. 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With the raccoon’s body and the symbiote’s enhancements, they were already fucking the canine guard hard, making him cry out from his ass getting stuffed full; touched deeper than he ever had been and also stretched further. Some goo had stretched ahead to cover the guard’s mouth; they didn’t want to draw in any more attention...for now at least. \n\nThe canine’s eyes were rolling and his body was shaking as he was getting fucked hard right from the start. His own cock was fully hard and leaking heavily. His hands planted to the floor, he felt himself being rocked back and forth in time with every strong pump. Even though this was something forced upon him, he couldn’t help but want more. He looked back to see the raccoon sneering at him with a long fanged grin. It made his heart beat all the harder. Having to do...something, he started to rock his body in the opposite direction, getting the cock to reach deeper and clenching his hole all the harder.\n\n“Oh yeah!” Rocket snarled, feeling the tongue in his ass going in further still, thrashing against his walls all the harder. The tongue was just going wherever it could. Just wanting more, the hog was panting and drooling against the raccoon’s ass. There was nothing else that could focus on, Rocket was all that he could think of. All he could smell, taste, and feel. He stayed close as the raccoon rocked his body all the faster and harder, keeping up rimming and adding to the sensations by touching the prostate repeatedly. \n\n“Take it! All of it!” Rocket said as he managed another hard push that had his swelling cock reach the very end of the canine’s ass. It throbbed intensely, shooting huge blasts of his seed into the other male’s center, flooding his passage and guts with seed that flowed out with so much power and at such a high volume. It made him cum as well, shooting ropes onto his own belly. Even the other guard behind them, just licking Rocket’s ass, was pushed into a sudden climax that had him shaking uncontrollably. \n\n“Too bad I can’t stick around and really break you fucks in,” Rocket grunted as he pulled down, observing the amount of cum was bubbling and oozing from the stretched hole, also feeling the tongue slipping from his own wet and winking ass. \n\n\n\nHe didn’t waste much time on escaping. Making use of Feral’s abilities, Rocket climbed up and clung to walls, sneaking his way past other guards or knocking out those he couldn’t sneak past. As much as he wanted to make them all pay, it was better to just get out of here. Even with the new power he had, having the place put on lockdown would make escape all the harder, if not impossible... \n\nKnocking out another guard, Rocket snatched their ID card and scanned it to get outside. Seeing the light of the outside world made his heart flutter and he could feel Feral’s excitement at the same time. They were nearly free, but not out of the woods yet. \n\n“There, Rocket!” \n\nHearing the symbiote’s voice in his head, Rocket looked over to see a ship with another guard standing in front. The guard’s back was turned as he held a clipboard, scribbling some things down. \n\n“Almost home free!” \n\nThe guard heard a thump behind him and turned around, only to have his mouth covered with goo. Rocket saw the shocked look on the guard’s face and chuckled, intending to knock the equine out like the others, but Feral decided to make his own move. \n\n“We can use this one,” Feral said as he was using his sticky limbs to subdue and pull this guard in. This one was especially large, a towering musclegut stallion who’s clothes fit tight to his body, looking ready to rip them apart entirely. He struggled against the goo but Feral just added more and more, completely overwhelming the equine.\n\nRocket was standing there as the struggling guard was pulled towards him. He felt a rush of activity around his cock, symbiotic goo coating his cock multiple times over, making it appear to be growing longer and longer. The end of it was opening up, leaking copious amounts of fluids that were a mix of his own precum and slime. And he watched as the equine’s head was pulled into the end of the slime phallus. Slowly the struggling guard was getting engulfed, the slime stretching out all the wider to keep him covered. \n\n“W-what the fuck are you doing?” Rocket asked, not knowing how to feel about this. It looked like his cock had become a snake that was slowly devouring the guard and at the same time he was feeling tingles that were growing stronger. It was a unique feeling he never experienced before, coming from the inside instead of out like if he was being stroked or fucking someone. \n\n“Just relax, Rocket,” Feral soothed him. “This is perfectly natural. For me, at least. It's another requirement that makes me so...unique.” \n\nRocket was going to say something but that was cut short by his actual cock spreading wider to swallow up the horse’s head and then shoulders. He couldn’t believe that his dick wasn’t getting obliterated from the inside-out, nor was he prepared for how good it felt! It seemed that with the help of the symbiote, his cock was able to stretch out and take in the huge male. Increasing as the horse sunk in further, Rocket was shaking from the pleasure washing over him so suddenly. About half of the huge muscle gutted horse was down his dick. Feeling him squirm and thrash against his urethral walls. It felt so good that Rocket felt the urge to cum but the horse was blocking the way, about halfway down his throbbing stretched out shaft. \n\n“Just a bit more...” Feral assured his host. The cock was lifted to a horizontal position. With most of the horse’s body in his cock, gravity and the amount of fluids lubricating the urethra was making the huge 300 pound man slide right down, his body making the cock bulge out to proportions that shouldn’t have been possible. Rocket’s balls stretched out massively as the horse’s head first entered, followed by his shoulders. His cock and balls expanded to impossible levels, Rocket watched as the equine’s legs and then feet were getting swallowed up as well. Feral lifted the cock horizontally, using gravity. The guard easily started to slide down as if he was in an elevator. The horse dropped into the now humongous balls, finding himself trapped within a hot, cramped, intensely musky chamber, his whole body getting coated in the raccoon’s fluids. \n\n“Come on!” Feral urged. Rocket was still reeling from what he just experienced. It was Feral making him walk and move. The ship was locked by more symbiotic goo forced itself into the door’s lock, fiddling around until the door was opened, allowing them entry. Rocket was able to move without issue, even with his huge balls dragging behind him. The symbiote slime covering them protected them from damage. But pleasure was still racking him with every step. While groaning aloud he managed to get into the ship’s cockpit, checking the dash and starting up the systems. \n\n“O-okay. Time to kiss this place...mmrph! K-kiss this place the fuck goodbye!” Rocket managed to get out as he set the ship to take off. Strapping himself into the seat, he sat back and finally looked down at his absolutely huge balls that were sitting on the floor beneath him, each sphere the size of a medicine ball. \n\n“H-how is this possible?” Rocket asked aloud. \n\n“That’s all thanks to me,” Feral asked. “This is what my kind of symbiote does. And I was right. You and I are a perfect match! We’re gonna use this guard to really bond!” The symbiote sounded really excited while Rocket was trying his best to ponder on Feral’s words. Were they not fully bonded together yet? \n\n“Just get this ship in the air. Take us anywhere, I don’t care! All I need you to do is sit back and let me do my thing... Oh, it’s been so long!” Feral said with a lecherous tone of voice. \n\nRocket didn’t know what to expect so he indeed sat back while Feral was starting to slink from him, revealing his usual brown fur beneath, the added height and muscles disappearing. He was back to his usual self, before he met Feral. He looked down at his balls, seeing that they were still huge and overly expanded when the slime was removed. But there was no pain! \n\n“Our pairing has already changed you greatly,” Feral said, sounding very excited. Peeling itself away seamlessly, the symbiote centered itself to Rocket’s cock, slinking to the end of his erection. Rocket’s whole body then seized, his toes curling and tongue rolling out from his mouth as the slimy creature started to stuff itself into his cock, making it bulge out. Like before there was no pain but a sudden jolt that had him stuck in place. The ship’s autopilot was managing the take off so Rocket didn’t need to worry about that, not that he could think straight to man the controls. \n\nFeral was shivering himself as he started to push his body down his host’s cock. The tightness, heat, and texture of the urethral walls...it all felt so good for him as well. Once he got a good portion of his slimy body inside, the symbiote shoved his body down Rocket’s dick, hearing his host’s moans. Moaning out as well, the symbiote dived himself down even further, making his way through the shaft, reaching the raccoon’s huge balls and the guard that was still struggling to escape. It was all perfect: his compatibility with Rocket and this guard’s own size and strength. All the right elements to truly start the bonding process and fulfill the desires that came natural to his specific species of symbiote...\n\n“Holy...f-fuuuckk!” Rocket yelled out. Overtaking him was a rush like no other, coming from his balls and radiating out to the rest of his body. His whole body spasmed and he looked down to see his sack squeezing in on itself, contracting and expanding. Rocket could see the shapes of the equine’s head or his hands as he was struggling. What he couldn’t see was Feral working his “magic” on the captured guard, using the equine’s strength and size to fully reform Rocket’s balls. His goal was to turn them into the perfect incubation chamber for his offspring. \n\nThe symbiote’s goo was spread all throughout the balls’ inner lining, being responsible for their odd new movements. Like a stomach, he was gradually starting to break down the huge guard. The struggling equine still wasn’t fully aware of what was going on, he just continued to resist and try to escape, pressing his hands against the slick walls, unable to find purchase, never getting a grip. \n\nFrom the outside, Rocket was at least able to grab the ship’s controls and steer as they were breaking from the prison station’s atmosphere. But it took a shit ton of focus. His cock was iron hard and leaking so much precum onto the floor, its smell being much stronger than what it was before and was gaining further strength from there. He would glance down and see the way his balls were squeezing down on the guard, the shape of their face showing. It was honestly disturbing...but Rocket’s focus was more on how good it felt. \n\nThe guard didn’t realize that all of his struggling was making the digestion process faster. Releasing something like stomach acid, Feral was breaking the guard down into something like cum. It was meant to mix with all of the seed that was already in Rocket’s balls, making a permanent change that would make the process easier from now on. This could be seen by Rocket; the precum leaking from his cock was coming out in bigger amounts, the consistency getting thicker, and in a darker color. \n\nRocket just couldn’t help but reach a hand down to start stroking his cock as he felt his balls working on the guard, feeling the struggles getting weaker while the amount of fluids was increasing, making a real mess of the floor beneath him. He basked in it all and then shouted from the sensation that racked him. \n\nFeral was going into overdrive. This guard was perfect in a sense that two things could be done with him. The process of changing Rocket’s cum had been done enough. Now he was going to use the rest of the equine’s form to create his first offspring! \n\nHe slid back up Rocket’s cock, making the portion he was in bulge out until the opening was widening, allowing him to slink out as smoothly as the changed precum had. “Nearly done now,” Feral said. “Hehe. You’re gonna love this part! Where are we going, by the way?”\n\n“Still figuring that out,” Rocket panted, having a moment of relief from the unending sensations. “We can find a rest station. Just one pretty far away.” \n\n“Perfect, that gives me plenty of time!” Feral said as he started to envelope Rocket’s cock again but it was different than last time. The majority of the symbiote remained at his tip, being a heavy blob that weighed the raccoon’s cock down. Before Rocket could ask what he was going to do now, his whole body shook from the jolt that came. \n\nThe symbiote started to hump himself into Rocket’s cock, sliding his gooey body against the walls of the escaped prisoner’s urethra, seemingly gaining just as much enjoyment from this. Gliding smoothly up and down, feeling more precum surging up. He used that as well, using the newly changed essence to enrich himself. This was even better than he expected! \n\nWithin the ship’s cockpit was a moaning and squirming raccoon, the strong rank smell of his changed precum that was all over the floor, and the squishy sounds of the slimy being pumping itself in and out of Rocket’s dick, using it the same way Rocket would have been fucking a fleshlight. Rocket could feel something happening at the same time, as if Feral was releasing precum that was going down his cock, a fluid that was warming up his groin, making his cock pulse all the harder. \n\nThe symbiote’s cock fucking continued, speeding up and becoming stronger, stuffing its way down and up, releasing more fluids that fell into Rocket’s balls, making them churn up all the harder, the essence mixing with everything that was already inside of the expanded spheres. How long had it gone on, Rocket had no idea. He had been panting and groaning the whole time. But it got to a point that he felt the need to cum. As his cock swelled and started to push all of those fluids upwards, Feral was seemingly pushed out. \n\nBut he clung firmly, his body expanding outwards like a balloon keeping all of the cum that was getting pumped out inside of him. Rocket watched it all with awe through the intensity of his orgasm. He observed Feral expanding all the further out like the end of a condom. It allowed the raccoon to see how much he could cum now. The moment he stopped shooting his load, Feral started shrinking. Also like a balloon, this deflation was pushing the fluids out, stuffing it all back down the cock it came from, pouring it all back into Rocket’s balls. \n\nGripping the sides of the seat he was in, Rocket couldn’t form words from the feeling. His cock was swelling out all the further from the fluid flowing into it, his balls regaining their size, if not becoming even bigger. All of the cum was pushed back down and Feral followed, diving back down into the huge sack and he got right to work. \n\nIt just wouldn’t end. Feral was going after what remained of the equine, seemingly wrestling them like a snake. Rocket could feel and see the equine trying to escape, pushing against the walls of his sack, rubbing and thrashing his gooey body against them. More shocks and waves were traveling through him, more intense than anything he had ever felt in his life. Rocket just wanted more, no longer being fazed by the muffled shouts he was hearing or the desperation in the struggles. With Feral wrangling the equine and his balls squeezing on themselves to further digest them, Rocket felt ready to cum all over again. When he reached that point, there was another balloon coming out, filling up and stuffing itself back down. \n\nThis happened over and over again, leaving Rocket stuck in place, clawing up the armrests. Hearing the muffled groans growing quieter, the gurgles becoming louder, and the struggles weakening...Rocket was starting to feel some relief from the unrelenting sensations. After about another minute it came to an end with a sort of “gulp” sound, his balls bouncing as they settled. \n\n“Here’s your cut,” Feral then said, making Rocket perk up. \n\nThe raccoon then felt a surge all throughout his body. Different from what came before, he felt a strength traveling through his veins. He didn’t notice it at first, awestruck from the feeling, but his eyes fell on his own arm that was gaining some bulk. So was the rest of him. His arms, legs, chest, and everything else was gaining muscle. His already good figure was getting enhanced; his abs becoming more defined, shoulders widening, a set of pecs, more height, thicker thighs, his cock gaining two more inches and more girth, and a newfound sense of strength coursing through him. Spread equally through his body, Rocket was given more strength and endowment, making him even more of a small-statured stud. \n\n“That’s what I’m talking about!” Rocket said as he looked at himself. It wasn’t a huge change, but it was a hell of a start. He already felt stronger, able to handle the weight of his balls, which were still oversized and churning, but now it was because of Feral, still working on “something” within his sack. While taking in the changes of his body, Rocket also noticed his own stronger scent. He had done a lot of sweating during that experience but he could also pick up the traces of something different. Maybe it came from that equine..?\n\nFeral worked on incubating his offspring, using the raccoon’s balls as the perfect place to grow a new symbiote of his kind. Using everything available to him: Rocket’s compatibility and the horse’s natural size and prowess, he ejected a “cell” that started to feed on the changed cum that was produced within the raccoon’s balls, rich in all the proteins and nutrients that it would need, already growing up fast. \n\nOver the next few days, Rocket was subjected to more of these cock fuckings. Feral made sure the cum was rotated, pumping himself in and out, making the raccoon shoot his loads and holding them just long enough until new cum filled up the balls. Then he would dump the old stuff back in, mixing them together for himself and his growing offspring. By then Rocket had found a place to park the ship, laying low inside of it. He couldn’t manage interactions with others as Feral work make his balls churn or start fucking his cock whenever he felt like it. \n\nHis balls had also been inflating from the cum cycling, becoming bigger not just from the seed being recycled but because of what was growing and developing inside of him. It got to a point where his balls were touching the floor. He had the strength to still manage but he was wondering what was going on, just what was Feral cultivating? \n\nThat answer came one day when he was hit with a powerful urge to cum. He looked down at the balls, so big that he could sit on them, their veins expanded and pulsating. \n\n“It’s time,” Feral said. Rocket could feel the symbiote enveloping him and then guiding him to the back of the ship, to the room that hadn’t been used for anything. Rocket was panting from the urge that wouldn’t leave him, like he was going to sneeze, but centered at his groin. \n\nRocket could feel the symbiote’s slime rubbing his entire body tenderly, his huge balls included, making them churn even more. It was like a million tongues licking him all at the same time, bringing him pleasure and warmth. Precum was already shooting out from his cock, splattering onto the floor of the room, reaching far ahead because of the force. Being able to actually release fluids felt so good. Pouring into his nose was the delightfully strong and rank smell of his fluids. His body was adding to that. Feral kept him musky, shielding him from water and keeping his sweat trapped in when he was wearing the symbiote as a suit. \n\nAll of that was coming to a head, quickly making him heated and eager to finally spill his load. Helping him with that was the portion of slime that was servicing his cock, wrapped around like a slick tube that Rocket was able to thrust into. He did just that, propelled by the sudden feeling of desperation that took hold of him. The tube around his cock was pumping the opposite direction and squeezing down on the throbbing shaft. In a short amount of time, Rocket felt himself getting close to his limit, humping all the harder in hopes of being able to truly cum this time. \n\n“Y-yeeeaaaahhhh....” Rocket yelled out when that rush came over him. He managed another thrust. Following it was a huge blast of cum that was splattering all over onto the wall in front of him, coating the flat surface in the dark colored and strong smelling seed. The sound of splattering everywhere was so prominent in Rocket’s flicking ears, and so were the raccoon’s own pants. Feeling the almighty rush of being able to release so much cum had him stuck in place. The sleeve around his cock was still stroking and teasing, keeping him in a state of climactic bliss. \n\nRocket was at least able to see himself painting the room with his cum, how thick the stuff was and the way it was spreading out to cover even more of the room. The seed itself was so thick, like an incredibly sticky paste, clinging to the surfaces it was reaching. Feral was moving him around, having him mark even more of the room, literally painting the room in the cum that was flowing from Rocket’s cock like piss. Through the incredible feeling, he was able to see and admire the sheer amount of cum he was letting loose all at once. \n\nThe pure pleasure and exhilaration and pleasure coursing through them, Feral and Rocket were moaning together, marking more and more of the empty room. For the raccoon it was just a means of finally draining his balls while Feral was making the place into a suitable room for fostering more of his potential offspring. Rocket was moaning and gushing his cum all over the place, marking every surface in his overly thick and reeking essence, power washing the walls and even the ceiling. Nothing was left untouched; not even himself when the cum came raining down from the ceiling. \n\nEven when it came to an end, Rocket still felt his balls pulsing. But it was different this time, his cock was starting to swell massively. Instead of something getting sucked or stuffed down into it, the thing keeping his balls so big was slinking its way out. It felt like he needed to cum all over again, but even as his cock pulsed, the slow moving thing was still crawling ahead. \n\nNeeding to get it out, Rocket started to mindlessly hump into the sleeve, watching the bulged part of his cock moving slowly towards the tip. It simply crawling along made Rocket feel like he was already cumming. Over and over again. \n\nFeral was helping his host out by massaging his body further, stroking at places such as his neck, chest, and even pushing some goo into Rocket’s ass, pushing in and finding the prostate. Giving it direct strokes was making the climaxes even stronger. In addition to humping madly, Rocket grunted as he started to push, gritting his teeth as he could feel the “thing” in his cock surging towards the tip finally. \n\nFinally his urethra was expanding and sliding its way out was a fully formed symbiote, the same kind as feral. The feeling of it coming out was enough to make Rocket’s eyes cross and his tongue loll out. He was shaking, his whole body going stiff as the creature was “birthed” from him, coming out in its prime stage; intelligent and recognizing the ones that brought them into being. Once the creature was out, another surge of cum came flying out after, spraying onto the ceiling from Rocket falling onto his back. It was cascading down like water from a fountain, coating everything around. \n\nFeral took a moment to just admire the symbiote that had been created. Like a Feral Jr. of sorts. He could already see the potential in them. This was the first step to spreading their kind as far as they could! Now that he was here, Feral felt it was time for him and his “son” to bond with each other. \n\nWithout warning they, one after the other, dived back into Rocket’s cock and slid their way down into his balls. They had gone back down to what could be considered a normal size but now they were back to being huge. This time Rocket was at the mercy of feeling them thrashing about inside of him, doing their form of mating with each other. All the while, Rocket was left lying on the floor, completely stuck in place. These feelings, he wasn’t sure a non-symbiote like him was meant to feel them. \n\nHis eyes rolling, teeth gnashing; Rocket was doing his best to endure as he felt the mating symbiotes rubbing their bodies against the sensitive walls of his sack, pushing against them, smearing some kind of substance that brought that heat back to him. It was so overwhelming yet intoxicating. The closest thing he could equate it to was being rimmed, feeling the slimy bodies grinding along his walls the same way a tongue would if it were in his ass. \n\nPrecum was getting shot out from his cock like a cannon, more getting let out as the pressure on his walls was increasing. Things for the symbiotes were heating up, them going faster and harder, using the bounty hunter’s sack as a playground while he was just enduring it all, unable to move a muscle while breathing in the thick scents around that brought him more excitement. His whole body was sticky precum and seed raining down on him, making him smell just as strongly. \n\nWatching his ball bouncing around, Rocket would especially react when a certain spot inside of his balls was run over, like a prostate. Them touching it repeatedly was getting him close to blowing another load. A few more of this had him crying out shooting out more cum but like before there was a balloon that was inflating, not letting a drop escape. \n\n“Oh, not again...” Rocket groaned. \n\nIn time Rocket started to get used to it, or as close to “used” as he could. It had been weeks and with the pair of symbiotes’ guidance, Rocket was finding more guys to fulfill their needs. Whether it was inviting guys to have fun or just snatching them up, Rocket was having his fun with them and then putting them in the room that was covered in cum. It was kept from rotting thanks to the symbiote essence infused into it. It would cover those that had been fucked by Rocket, them being held in place and used as more means of incubation. Once they were ready to give “birth” the guys were released again, ready to release more of their kind all over the universe. \n\nFeral and Feral Jr would have their fun with the collected guys and Rocket would get his cut when they would retreat back into his balls, channeling more strength and vitality into his body. Over that time Rocket became even taller, wider, and bulkier, becoming rougher in appearance with a greater sense of confidence than before. Now he was roaming about the ship that he made his own, walking about in the nude with his small yet prominent body, having thick large, firm legs, big pecs and abs, and a huge cock that was a 20 inch pole, having balls that were regularly the size of melons. \n\nRocket had landed and dropped off some guys that had their memories wiped of what they experienced, neither did they question the huge stomachs they were bearing, looking heavily pregnant. He was looking to find some more guys to have some direct fun with. He knew this place well enough and a street that was all about having a good time...\n\nIt didn’t take him much time to find a pair of bears that were offering their services for the night. Rocket paid them their owed credits, knowing that he would get them back soon enough, and he led them back to his ship. The two bears had already been entranced by his looks but Rocket kept himself close as he led, subtly releasing his pheromones, the scent of his dominant musky body, lacking a wash because of the symbiotes’ influence. It was so rich and pungent, making their mouths water and their own cocks hard. The pair of huge muscle gutted bears followed the raccoon like zombies to the ship and were further bombarded with the reeking scent of the cum-marked interior. \n\n“Let’s get this started,” Rocket said, wasting no time. He had the symbiotes cover his body up to his head, acting as a bodysuit that was retreating, revealing his unreal endowment, making the already interested bears go wide-eyed. The sight and smell being unleashed in full had them already on their knees. Without them saying a thing, they were pushing their muzzles to his huge balls and started to lick all over them, savoring their potency and the sweat clinging to them. Getting right into it, Rocket started to groan from the thick tongues that were sliding all over his fat orbs. \n\nObviously loving what they were given access to, the pair of big guys were moaning as they licked and sucked on the balls, working their mouths as much as they could, acting on their own desires. They just couldn’t help themselves, putting more effort into their actions, making the sack all the wetter with their saliva, receiving the strong flavors of his unwashed balls in return. Rocket just kept standing, letting them take it all in. After all, it was best that they get to enjoy themselves. \n\nStarting with his balls, their attention settled onto Rocket’s throbbing cock, leaking so much dark thick precum. There was no way they could resist that either. Together they started to sniff the erection that looked all too huge, even on the buff shortstack. Together they were running their tongues along the fat inches, having plenty to share. \n\nThe bears were getting a feel for the length that was presented to them. How fat and veiny it was, the strength of its throbs, and the amount of thick foreskin, the end of it hanging heavy from the precum leaking from it. They started to move their heads along the shaft, collecting all kinds of sweat, grime, and precum along the way, going from the base to the tip, where they would eagerly lick all over, doing their best to clean away the pre, having the taste shock their senses. Hearing Rocket’s groans fueled their lust and desire, keeping them doing as much as they could. \n\nFrom there they started to take turns sucking on the raccoon’s huge dick. One helped the other, pushing on the back of their head, forcing the one sucking to take the shaft down into their throat, even as they gagged and shook. The sight was so hot for Rocket; seeing how much the bears wanted him. That was good because they would wind up as a part of him anyways. \n\nHe watched as the bear started to bob his muzzle, doing his best to go back and forth, having his thick lips wrapped around the shaft, having his tongue pressed against the bulged underside. Feeling its pulses and drinking down the precum spurting directly from the tip, the sucking bear’s eyes were rolling as he repeatedly deep throated Rocket, making loud gulps that pulled the fluid down into his already big stomach. When he slid his mouth off, the other bear picked up where the first left off. \n\nWith assistance, he was taking Rocket’s dick into his lower throat and bobbing along, savoring the overwhelming tastes and smells, finding that he couldn’t stop once he started, panting heavily from the rush that was consuming him. They went back and forth like this. Handling it a bit easier each time, one bear would start worshiping Rocket’s balls while the other was stuffing the cock down their own throat. \n\n“Fuck, yeah. You’re a pair of hungry sluts, aren’t you?” Rocket asked them, to which they nodded right away, looking up at Rocket with needy eyes. He reached down and grabbed their heads, guiding them to start sucking on his cock from both sides. \n\nThe bears fell in line, running their tongues all over the left and right sides, going back and forth between the base and tip, repeatedly sliding their muzzles back and forth, getting further into as they drank in the raccoon’s grizzly smell that was growing stronger, having the taste cemented onto their palettes, never getting enough of the stuff. \n\nThis kept up until Rocket held their heads just in front of his cocktip, raising his voice as he started to release a large amount of cum onto the bear’s faces, showering them in the extra thick fluids that came straight from his balls, bathing them in the stuff. In response they were moaning and doing all that they could to catch the stuff in their mouths, marveling at the seed’s amount of force of ejection. When he finished shooting his loads, Rocket looked down at them with a satisfied grin, but he wasn’t done with them yet. \n\nRocket brought them to the room that was marked with cum. They were too dazed and lust drunk to ask any questions, especially when one of the bears was watching the other get fucked by Rocket. The dominant, studly raccoon had shoved his huge 15 inch cock into the bear’s ass, making the bigger male moan out in a slutty way. He made sure to keep thrusting most of his cock in, keeping it in the bear’s tight hold, powering his way through the snugness. \n\nWith Rocket’s cock grinding against his walls with no mercy, the bear couldn’t get a hold of himself, becoming a complete mess from the stroking of his walls and rolling over of his prostate. The thickness kept the stimulation intense; so did the throbs and spurts of warmth that could be felt from deep inside. And of course the smells of sex and cum were so heavy in the room, like a fog that was taken in with every breath. \n\nWatching all of this playing out, the waiting bear was just admiring the raccoon: how he was so much smaller and yet had so much strength, making his brother’s body rock hard with every thrust. He could feel the intensity of every one and couldn’t wait for his own turn. His hole was aching as he watched, also breathing in the strong aromas all around them. Watching Rocket work, he observed how strong the movements were, possibly enough to even outdo their huge forms. \n\n“Yeah...take it!” Rocket snarled, as he put more speed and power into it, making his body thrust into overdrive, his balls slapping into the bear with a series of meaty thumps. Spurting so much precum, having his cock slide back and forth with so ease, the pleasure was continual for both, their moans echoing throughout the otherwise empty room. Streaks of the excess were flying out from the bear’s stretched rim, adding to the already overly messy room. \n\nGetting to the point that he could no longer handle it, the bear raised his voice and started to cum all over himself, shooting his loads onto his own stomach. Feeling the squeezing of his hole, Rocket responded with harder pistons, biting his lip as he felt his limit approaching. Going for it full steam ahead, he pounded hard and made the final thrust that had his cock deep and his load pouring in with power, getting pumped into the bear’s guts, making his stomach feel all the hotter and heavier. Rocket could feel Feral trembling as he finished up cumming, the symbiote being excited from the bear getting all the bigger. \n\n“Hold on...” he whispered. \n\nNow it was the other bear’s turn. He was all too excited, welcomed with open arms by Rocket. Letting the bigger male act on his desires, Rocket was lying down in a pool of still-warm cum from weeks ago while the bear was quick to start riding his dicks, bouncing himself up and down, taking the length deep into his guts, feeling the satisfying ache of his deepest parts getting touched and stretched. The bear forced himself to take it, loving that bit of pain, slamming his large body down to the point that his huge ass was sitting on top of Rocket’s crotch. \n\n“That’s the stuff...” Rocket encouraged. “Show me how much you want it!” \n\nThis got the bear to really show his length, going faster, keeping his tailhole tight around the girth and the pleasure going. Being filled up like this...it was a feeling he couldn’t get enough of. Breathing in the dank odors around him and the pheromones still coming from Rocket, the bear was dumb for the short stud’s meat, riding it for all he was worth, letting himself go wild. This made the pleasure build up all the faster, coaxing plenty of the dense precum that were lubing his anal walls, making things all the better. \n\nWithout warning, the bounty hunter started to thrust in time with the bear’s bouncing, pushing his cock in and getting his cock to reach in much further. Even though the bear cried he managed to keep riding, clearly straining to handle the thrusts in time with his ass going up and down. For as large and strong as he was, Rocket was able to take control of the situation, really testing the heavy set ursine’s limits. He followed along with the bear for a bit, unleashing a sudden upwards thrust that made the other male gasp. \n\nRocket got the bear to put all that he could into it, while he was rocking his lower half with no signs of being tired at all. He was still going strong, his bulky body moving seamlessly, keeping the waves intense for them both. The bear impressed him actually, doing his best to keep up with the raccoon, even though it was clearly taking a lot out of him. \n\nStill trying his best, the bear was pushed into his orgasm, shaking and gasping as he started to cum, shooting his seed hands free, having it splatter down onto Rocket’s chest and pecs. Right away, Rocket could feel the added clenching of the bear’s hole and he picked up the slack, suddenly delivering a flurry of jabs with his cock, touching all the right spots along the way in such an easy manner. It overwhelmed the second bear even further but Rocket’s focus was on the rising feeling, gritting his teeth and groaning out as he started to unleash his seed into the bigger male’s depths, watching the ursine’s stomach was inflating from the amount being deposited into him. Coming down from their climaxes, the bear was completely spent while Rocket felt like they were just getting started. \n\n“Alright...now...!” Rocket said aloud. Upon his signal, the symbiotes acted, spreading out their tendrils to nab both bears. Using their added strength they gained from being with Rocket, they first pulled the bear from Rocket’s cock and the other that was still lying on the floor was pulled in as well. Enveloped by the slime in the same way the equine had been, the dazed ursines were starting to struggle but it was already too late for them. \n\nRocket’s body suit returned as the symbiotes pulled the bears in. More goo was siphoned to the raccoon’s cock, allowing to to expand and take in the first bear. Rocket grit his teeth, flexing his muscles as he felt the bear getting sucked in. Instead of feeling weird about this, he had been looking forward to the process and how it was going to feel to break down not one, but two huge cum-full bears at the same time! \n\nHe saw his cock expanding as the bear was pulled in. Grunting, Rocket had gained enough control to start pulling the bear in himself, loving the amazing feeling of the much bigger guy getting pulled in like. Like a snake swallowing up its prey, his cock was stretching out to fit the wide shoulders and from there it was much easier. The other bear was still binded and looking on with wide eyes as his brother was getting consumed, sliding in deeper as he struggled, going on until Rocket was able to lift his cock and let the trapped male slide down into his balls, the sack expanding and bouncing as the bear fell in. \n\nAs soon as that one was finished Rocket put his focus on the other, stuffing him in and grunted to have him pulled in, feeling the rush from head to toe. They were curling with every pull, his tail flicking as it got stronger the deeper the bear was in. Making it even better was the first struggling to free himself, thrashing and pressing against the walls. He couldn’t wait to get the other one in. Once enough of their body was in, Rocket lifted his stretched-wide shaft and let gravity do the right while pulling in, making his balls stretch out further to impossible proportions. It was practically a couch that he could sit on, the two struggling inside of his already gurgling spheres. \n\nThe two symbiotes stuffed themselves down Rocket’s cock, eager to work their magic. Rocket just started to stroke himself while the pair of bears began to struggle harder, doing their bodies to escape the hold they were in and the symbiotes that were starting to turn their large bodies into cum. Feeling all of this, the raccoon was just enjoying himself. \n\nThe bears were putting up a good fight too: using their strength to slam their bodies against the walls of his balls, making his sack swing to the left or right. They would press in opposite directions, stretching the skin out too, but it all felt good to Rocket. But the symbiotes would force them back into place, making the sack squeeze in on them. Their forms were visible, like a vacuum seal, showing how tightly they were packed into the musky prison, their bodies gradually losing their strength. Having two huge bears within at the same time, he could feel them moving against each other while trying to fight off the symbiotes that were liquefying their bodies. \n\n“Oh yeah, this feels good...” Rocket hissed. He started to stroke his furiously throbbing cock, feeling his sack swinging this way and that, stretching out but never letting the bears escape. He even started to hump his massively sized balls against the cum-slick floor, assisting in the process. All working together, the raccoon and symbiotes were breaking the pair down. \n\nAs best as they could, the bears were fighting and struggling, shoving their hands against the walls that would stretch back, pushing against them back. The clenches were getting stronger and happening faster. More of their bodies were becoming cum, making it harder for them to fight back. At the same time plenty of seed that was already there before was splashing into their mouths, its tar-thick consistency and pungent smell making it hard for them to think straight. With the pair of symbiotes teasing them, enveloping them, and licking against them, they were getting changed all the faster. \n\nThe gurgles and hisses were becoming all the louder! His balls drawing up and thumping back down onto the floor, seeing the pair shrinking more and more, their strength faltering against the unyielding balls. Rocket had gained a much greater appreciation of the loud and obscene noises that were coming from his package. His hand was slathered in the precum that was splattering out all over the place, becoming even darker and thicker than before. Grinding his clenching balls against the floor, he felt the dissolving further. Feeling the prey still squirming inside of him was such a satisfying feeling. With more force and happening faster, the balls were working on finally reducing the bears down into fuel for him and more symbiotes! \n\nKnowing that he was close, Rocket could feel that unique tell again: that buildup; like he was going to sneeze from his cock. But it was still building, even as his hand was pumping his cock mercilessly, his convulsing hard and churning together for several seconds straight. He knew it was over when everything went still and he was left with his balls still so incredibly full. He managed to not reach his climax yet but knew there would be more coming.\n\nIndeed, the symbiotes were releasing cells that got to work feeding on the essence available to them. The large amount of nutrients and Rocket’s own prowess were allowing them to grow faster than ever. Rocket started groaning again as he felt them growing inside of him, taking up more space within each ball, along with the fully grown symbiote that was fostering their growth. Together, Feral and Feral Jr were making sure things were perfect. There were bulges from the inside of his balls from one of them licking his walls, their long tongue making a clear outline as it slid along. The other was pumping itself up and down Rocket’s length, receiving pleasure of its own while slinking along the urethral walls. \n\nYet again Rocket was subjected to the feeling of the symbiotes using his groin in whatever way they saw fit, leaving him shaking and almost foaming at the mouth. He could his balls swinging about and bulging out from within but he knew it was because of them. More speed, going harder...they were ramping things up as the symbiotes were growing larger, taking up more space inside of him. His cum was collected in a balloon and pushed right back down, shoved back into the sack, using that to rotate the seed, making sure the developing ones were getting as much nutrients as they could. \n\nIt was all coming to a head. They were nearly complete! “S-shit!” Rocket hissed as he could really feel his balls going. He had cum so many times already but the seed hadn’t gone anywhere but this one would be different! Though he knew what was coming, Rocket wasn’t at all prepared for the actual feeling. From his pulsing cock came the first eruption of his cum, rocketing out like foam from a shaken up champagne bottle. It flew into the air, splattering onto the already filthy ceiling, but it kept going for several seconds, making an expanding puddle of cum so thick that it had yet to fall down. \n\nRocket’s heart was beating like crazy as the next one came, being another high powered deluge that had his mind almost going blank from how good it felt. This time he was painting a wall, launching a fat beam of sticky, musky seed. It was lasting much longer than before, to the point that the launched cum was flowing back towards him, soaking his feet and balls. He could feel how hot and thick the stuff was...\n\n\nHe could feel that there was more cum that needed to be released, but there was something blocking the way, surging upwards, making that portion of his cock bulge outwards. Knowing what to do, Rocket took rhythmic breaths. Already, it was apparent that these symbiotes were heftier than the ones that came before. Like before, there were tendrils lapping at his body, helping him relax so that the bulge could travel further, making his cocktip’s opening expand. He could see a dark brown colored blob gradually sliding out, making him shake as it popped out and fell onto the floor. There wasn’t time to dwell on the “birth” of this creature because there was another one right behind, following the path paved by the first. The bulge traveling felt so good, he gripped his cock and squeezed it, pumping behind to coax it further along, grunting and pushing to get it further along, reaching his tip and getting it to slide out from his cock’s opening, coming out smoothly and quickly.\n\nHappening right after was another massive surge that had Rocket stuck in place, completely unprepared for the next volley of seed that was spraying out from his cock. His balls were roiling as they were starting to deflate, expelling the excess with a greater amount of pressure before. His cock was shooting everywhere as he couldn’t keep his body still, marking the ceiling again along with the left, right, and back walls, giving them an entirely new coating. \n\nBut all Rocket could focus on were the downright aggressive throbs of his cock, it continually erupting with so much power behind it, being a solid continuing stream that just wouldn’t stop. It was rushing out of him like water, bringing with it an amazing euphoria that had him slumped on top of his inflated balls. \n\nSo he just watched as his cock kept spewing what had to be gallons of seed, having the room literally flooded with his musky spunk, turning into a gunky sauna that was making him sweat heavily at the same time. There were no signs of it stopping any soon and he couldn’t think...only feel. His body would spasm routinely, him grunting in time with them. \n\nFinally after what seemed like hours, Rocket’s stream of seed was dying off, tapering into a thinner leak. His balls were still much bigger than what was natural, but it was manageable for him. “Oh my... That was...” \n\n“We’re not done with you,” Feral’s voice caught Rocket’s attention. Joining him were the three other symbiotes, closing in on Rocket. They latched themselves onto him, using the bond to shift their form into bodies without having to envelope Rocket’s. The raccoon watched as four raccoon-shaped slimy forms were surrounding him. \n\n“Now it’s time for us to fully body, for us to become one!” Feral said. \n\nRocket didn’t have the strength to resist, not that he wanted to. For some reason it just felt...right. The next thing he knew, he was picked up and had a slimy, musky cock shoved down into his throat. They were eager, following after the first. Feral and Feral Jr moved in to stuff their cocks into his ass at the same time, their size making his stomach bulge out. And the last one was in front, pushing the end of their slime shaft into the opening of Rocket’s cock. \n\nThey all had a hole to penetrate and they were taking the chance to implant what was needed into Rocket, both inside and out. Instead of being pushed too far, Rocket was just taking everything that was given to him, having pleasure come from every end. He responded by clenching his hole down, running his tongue against the shaft that was pumping into his mouth, diving down his throat. Coming from him were muffled moans, being outdone by the collective pants from the symbiotes. \n\nThe loud sloppy noises of their cocks going in and out, the powerfully pungent aromas that were all around him, keeping his nose full of it. His bulging stomach was already feeling hot and a bit heavy from the fluids that were being released into him. All at the same time they were stretching out the passages they were using. He could feel the symbiotic slime dripping all over and inside of him, spreading out and taking hold in a new way. \n\nAll humping at the same time, the four symbiotes were speeding up, slamming all of their length down into Rocket’s throat, ass, and down his cock, making all of the holes bulge from their treatment becoming all the rougher. \n\nAnother muffled yelp of pleasure was forced from Rocket, feeling everything heating up, the spots within him being touched harder and more often. He was handling their size only thanks to how slimy and pliable their cocks were, holding firm even as they were now wildly bucking into him, leaving him to shake: rolling his eyes, drooling against the cock in his mouth, and curling his toes. As they all came in closer, the raccoon could feel their slime oozing onto his body, their musk becoming so strong that he was feeling lightheaded. \n\nThey kept it up, going fast and hard with no mercy, their slime covering more and more of his body. It was all of them together, at the same time, bonding themselves to Rocket in equal measures. \n\nAs he was getting covered, Rocket could feel his body getting bigger, his limbs expanding and claws extending. His body was morphing as a whole as the slime was permanently fusing itself to the raccoon’s fur and becoming his new skin. His back, shoulders, and chest were becoming all the bulkier, him gaining hard muscle mass that was already flexing as he shivered. \n\nThe pleasure of his body getting changed was felt all over; most prominently between his legs. He looked down to see that his cock was even larger than before, long enough to reach eye level and thicker than what his newly expanded hand was. It was a monstrous thing that he was already enamored with. Overly swollen veins were angrily bulging as precum was leaking from the tip in heavy amounts, his even weightier balls hanging low as he was kept aloft by the symbiotes. Even with his mouth blocked, he was able to hear the added deepness in his voice as well. \n\nThe next collective thrust from the symbiotes pushed him over the edge. He was shooting his cum against the length already stuffing his cock, splattering out all over them. They and the others kept thrusting in, keeping the feelings intense for Rocket, his holes clenching down on them, giving them more pleasure in return. \n\nIt was enough to make them reach their peaks as well, their equivalent of cum was being shot out; raw symbiotic essence pushing out from their phalluses, pouring into Rocket’s insides, marking him just as heavily on the inside, gunking up his interior to match the outside. For what felt like several minutes, they were dumping their essence into him while melding their bodies together, fusing as one and to Rocket, who was changing completely. First in body but now in mind, Rocket could feel a surge of new desires, that of himself and the symbiotes combining to make them a new being in a sense. Not just Rocket or any of them. Elements that came together to make a greater whole. \n\nStanding on his two feet, the fused raccoon looked at himself and grinned, showing his razor sharp row of teeth and long tongue that snaked out from it. Looking upon the completely messy room, he felt a surge of pride and desire to do even more. To collect bounties, units, and snatch up those who would make more symbiotes. These carnal desires...impulses. That’s what he became and was loving it. \n\n“Yes, now we are complete,” they said aloud with a surge of fulfillment. “We are Ravage!” \n\n"
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"writing": "The fluorescent lights of the maximum security prison constantly buzzed like angry wasps, when he first got here, it was a noise that gave him a headache. But by now he was used to it. That meant he was there for too long already... \n\nRocket Raccoon, stripped of his blasters and any other gadgets, sat on the edge of his bunk, meticulously working on a stolen metal spoon he'd been fashioning into a weapon. He’d been here for a few weeks now, sentenced to an absurdly long stretch for \"crimes against intergalactic decorum\" – mostly involving him either stealing or blowing up things.\n\nHe was in a lone cell, confined to those four walls, only let out when a guard came to unlock it. And all of the guards were giants, large bodied and thick-necked brutes who towered over Rocket. They kept things in order about the prison but also threw their weight around when they wanted to. Rocket’s small form made him an easy target, being shoved around when he wasn’t moving fast enough for their liking. For now, the raccoon had to suppress his anger towards them. He was still looking for a way to escape this place but until that time came he learned how to navigate the prison’s complex ecosystem. While the guards were able to push him around, Rocket made sure to establish his dominance among the other prisoners, quickly earning respect and making others shut up with just a glare. \n\n\nAll alone in the communal showers, Rocket had nothing to do except wash himself, his wet ears twitching repeatedly from the droning of water striking the flooring. He was more focused on his own thoughts anyway. No means of communication with the outside world, no allies within this place, and no solid escape plan… Just him and the already monotonous grind of prison life. \n\nHe just finished up, turning off the water but there was still a sound. A kind of hissing sound. But there wasn’t anyone else here with him. Listening closer, the hisses started to sound like whispers, incredibly faint ones. Almost like someone was calling for him. An uneasy feeling came over him and he instinctively reached for his self-made weapon but he was completely nude. So he looked around, first at the walls, then at the wet floor, his eyes landing on the rusted grate in the center. Something was...bubbling out of it. A viscous, black-ish goo, looking sticky yet slick. \n\nRocket edged away as the goo formed into a blob, twisting and writhing out from the grate, forming into a semblance of a face, two milky white eyes peering out from the inky depths. \n\n“Psst...you. Raccoon,” the goo hissed. “You wanna get out of this shithole? I’ll help you.” \n\nRocket froze, his mind suddenly facing. This...thing wanted to help? “W-who the hell are you? And why do you wanna help me?” he snapped. \n\n“Because, fuzzball. I’m stuck here like you. I’m a symbiote and I finally broke out of containment. I escaped but I need a host body to get outta here. They’re gonna notice I’m gone sooner than later and lock me up again, maybe even stuff me into a jar or some shit like that!” “\n\n“A symbiote, huh?” Rocket muttered, his fur starting to bristle. He heard things about them, the gist being that they’re more trouble than they’re worth. “You try to take me over and I’ll claw your eyes out, you hear me?!” \n\n“Shh! Keep your voice down! I don’t want to ‘take you over.’ I just need a ride, someone to bond myself to. We become partners, okay? Nobody’s forcing anybody. We help each other get out of here,” the symbiote explained with some slight annoyance in his voice. \n\nRocket started to consider it. Right now he was all on his own, trying to find a major weakness about this place to exploit but he was getting nowhere with that. This was unexpected. A wildcard. He had no one else that was coming to get him, no actual plan of action. Just a long sentence staring him in the face. This symbiote could be his own shot. \n\n“Fine,” Rocket grumbled. “But no funny business.” \n\n“Smart choice,” the symbiote slithered out from the grate towards Rocket, going up one of his legs. The creature started to spread itself out, going from an amorphous form to something like a spider web, sticking to the walls and ceiling. Tendrils wrapping around, having him by the arms and legs, lifting him up and keeping him suspended from the ground. “Whoa, hold on! What the hell are you doing now?!”\n\n“Relax, it's how the bonding process works. For me that is. I’m not your typical symbiote. That’s why they kept me contained. But don’t worry about any of that,” the creature said, being heard all over his now spread form. “It’s gonna feel real good for you though.” \n\n“W-wait, I don’t think-” Rocket’s words were cut by his own groan. He suddenly felt something warm and slippery stroking his balls. Peering down, they went wide at the sight of a pair of tendrils fondling his sack in an explorative way. \n\n“Jeez, this is..mmmf!” Again, his words weren’t able to fully come out. But this time it was because of another, thicker tendril. The end of it was shaped like the head of a cock, pushing its way past the raccoon’s lips, plunging into his mouth and throat. It was slick and warm, having a slightly bitter taste. Almost like cum but mixed with...something else. As the slime-cock was pumping its way through his throat, another came up and started to prod at the raccoon’s hole, smearing it with thick and warm slime that was making his rim tingle. It poked at the lubed hole a few more times before pushing its way in, making Rocket feel full in an instant. Rocket shuddered and moaned around the invading cock as they started thrusting into him. That taste was becoming more defined, along with the smell that was coming from the symbiote’s goo. It was a kind of alien musk that sent a rush through him. His holes loosened, allowing the slime to reach in further, his body felt all the more sensitive, and his shaft hardened to full mast in an instant. \n\n“Ooh! I can definitely work with this!” the symbiote cooed as he brought up another tendril, this one having an opening that was like a sleeve. That opening spread out, engulfing the raccoon’s cock, stretching around the shaft that looked out of place on the fit yet short halfworlder’s body. Rocket’s fat 8 inch cock stood out prominently, impossible to ignore for someone of his size, paired with balls the size of plums. \n\nSliding over every thick inch, the slime sleeve began to knead and suck on the sensitive flesh. On the inside there were many tongue-like appendages lashing the throbbing meat, providing even greater stimulation. Rocket’s eyes rolled back, drool leaking from the corners of his mouth, it still stretched wide around the cock stuffing itself into his throat. The tendrils were using his holes ruthlessly but its slimy texture brought nothing but pleasure. Pistoning into him and stroking his shaft with more speed as time passed, Rocket could feel shocks racing through him, building to a fever pitch. \n\nLetting out a muffled cry, Rocket bucked and thrashed as his climax crashed over him. Cum spurted from his cock and down the tendril’s sleeve. His balls were drawing up tight. Rocket continued to moan and shake, feeling his usual ten second orgasm still going and his balls still clenching against themselves, his cum being sucked right out. If it weren’t for the other tendrils holding him up, he would have collapsed from the mind blowing feeling. Rocket didn’t notice when the cocks and sleeve pulled off at first, being stuck in a daze until the symbiote spoke. \n\n“There, that did the trick,” they said with a satisfied purr. “Your cum was perfect. We’re even more compatible than I thought.” \n\n“W-what the fuck was all that about..?” Rocket asked weakly, feeling completely drained. \n\n“I needed your essence before I could bond with you. That’s how I work. But it was fun, right?” \n\nRocket scowled as he was still reeling. He heard chuckling as the symbiote was shrinking, slowly lowering him onto his feet. The goo that had spread out was all coming back together and spreading all over, overtaking his tired body. A groan came from the raccoon as he felt the slime sinking into his fur, touching to and slinking over his skin, more and more until it reached his head, completely enveloping his head and vision. \n\nHe must have passed out or something. He groaned and stood up, immediately noticing something. There was a mirror just past the shower area that he approached and looked at, letting out a gasp as he looked at himself. From head to toe he was enveloped in the symbiote, like a new layer of skin. He could see and feel the added height, increased muscle mass, and his boosted senses. That fatigue he felt earlier was completely gone. Confidence and vitality thrummed in his veins. \n\n“Damn, I feel...Fucking amazing!” Rocket said in awe. He was raring to test out this new form, itching to go. “Let’s bust outta this joint already.” \n\n“Yeah, that’s right!” Feral spoke directly in Rocket’s mind. Let’s go, ‘partner.’ We’re gonna fuck them all up!” \n\nAs if on cue, the guard outside shouted, \"Hurry it up, Raccoon! You've been in there too long!\"\n\n“Coming!” Rocket called back. This time he was looking forward to coming face to face with them. He didn’t bother grabbing a towel, walking right out of the shower. The huge canine guard turned to see Rocket’s approach, being ready to escort him back to his cell. But his eyes went wide when he saw the symbiote-covered raccoon. \n\n“That’s the- It’s breached containment!” \n\nRocket didn’t let the guard finish or give him the time to reach for his communicator. Still so much smaller than the hulking authority figure, Rocket lunged and knocked him off his feet. Right after, the symbiote’s tendrils snaked out, grabbing the guard by the neck, pulling him in. \n\n“Please! Don’t kill me!” the guard pleaded. \n\n“Oh, I’m not gonna fight you,” Rocket purred, a wicked grin showing his much larger and sharper teeth. “I’m gonna fuck you up. Literally.”\n\nA powerful, musky pheromone was wafting from Rocket’s body, causing the guard to stop panicking when he inhaled it. Instead he relaxed entirely and started to shudder. Rocket had just gotten himself clean and yet coming from him was a strong aroma – Rocket’s own musk paired with something that came from Feral, not just boosting his natural smell but turning into something new. Its effects were making the guard pant heavily, his expression going from fear to one of desperation. His pants were tented, making his arousal obvious. \n\nActing on Rocket’s desires, Feral stripped away the guard’s clothing, exposing more and more of their body. The raccoon’s gaze fell on the guard’s ass, being large like the rest of him. \n\n“Mmm, I’ve always had a thing for huge guys…” Rocket smirked as he jumped up and latched to the canine’s backside.\n\n“What’s going on here!” Another guard, this one being a hog had run in, hearing the shouts of his fellow guard in the distance. \n\nLike the first, he wasn’t given the chance to properly react, not when he was pulled in and suddenly got his face stuffed into Rocket’s ass. Stuck in place by the goo keeping him in place, the other guard has nose pressed right against Rocket’s rim, getting a full whiff of the unique mixed musk. It’s strength struck their senses right away, rendering him completely powerless to fight back, not that he wanted to anymore. His mind was going blank, falling deeper into a trance of need from just inhaling the raw scent coming from Rocket/Feral combo. \n\nCompletely forgetting about anything else, the hog willingly pressed his face deeper into the musky ass, his nostrils flaring against the rim itself. Pure lust was the only thing he could feel. Acting instead of thinking, the guard slid his tongue over the rim, humming from the unique taste that clung to his taste buds, being just as addictive as the smell. Rocket groaned as he felt the licks. The guard was really getting in there, reduced to a needy slut that was eagerly going at it. Even with the symbiote covering his body, he could feel the tongue running over his tailhole and it felt even better than usual. \n\n“W-whoa... I can get used to this!” Rocket said with a grin and snicker. He was enjoying this more and more, getting rimmed and pressing his hard cock in between the canine guard’s fat asscheeks. That’s when he noticed how much bigger his length had gotten, increasing about two inches in length and widening further. The strength of its pulses made him grunt. Everything about him was amplified: his strength, senses, desire for revenge, and that carnal need to sate himself. His balls, previously milked dry, were also bigger and feeling heavy from the amount of seed in them. \n\nGazing upon his new dick, Rocket ground it between the fat cheeks, watching as a heavy amount of precum was already coming out from his tip, quickly making a mess of the dog’s fur. Receiving pleasure from both ends, Rocket’s confidence was growing and so was the pleasure; the tongue just licking outside of his rim was finally pushing its way in, digging its way into Rocket’s musky ass, savoring every bit of the flavor and smell he could get. The tunnel clenched around him but he kept digging, making Rocket grunt all the harder. \n\nWhile the guard behind him was making things heat up, Rocket felt it was finally time to really test out this new form. He eased his body up a bit, just enough so that he could press his cock in between the fat cheeks, shoving his way past the hole. It was so easy. Whether that was because of his greater strength or the amount of slimy precum he had released so far, Rocket didn’t really care. Instead he focused on the tightness, and the musky smell of his own fluids that was rising into the air, making his own nostrils flare. He felt a rush from it and the urge to fuck took hold. \n\n“Rrrgh! Fuck!” Rocket yelled but he could hear another voice speaking at the same time. It was Feral, experiencing the same kind of pleasure. They were doing it together. With the raccoon’s body and the symbiote’s enhancements, they were already fucking the canine guard hard, making him cry out from his ass getting stuffed full; touched deeper than he ever had been and also stretched further. Some goo had stretched ahead to cover the guard’s mouth; they didn’t want to draw in any more attention...for now at least. \n\nThe canine’s eyes were rolling and his body was shaking as he was getting fucked hard right from the start. His own cock was fully hard and leaking heavily. His hands planted to the floor, he felt himself being rocked back and forth in time with every strong pump. Even though this was something forced upon him, he couldn’t help but want more. He looked back to see the raccoon sneering at him with a long fanged grin. It made his heart beat all the harder. Having to do...something, he started to rock his body in the opposite direction, getting the cock to reach deeper and clenching his hole all the harder.\n\n“Oh yeah!” Rocket snarled, feeling the tongue in his ass going in further still, thrashing against his walls all the harder. The tongue was just going wherever it could. Just wanting more, the hog was panting and drooling against the raccoon’s ass. There was nothing else that could focus on, Rocket was all that he could think of. All he could smell, taste, and feel. He stayed close as the raccoon rocked his body all the faster and harder, keeping up rimming and adding to the sensations by touching the prostate repeatedly. \n\n“Take it! All of it!” Rocket said as he managed another hard push that had his swelling cock reach the very end of the canine’s ass. It throbbed intensely, shooting huge blasts of his seed into the other male’s center, flooding his passage and guts with seed that flowed out with so much power and at such a high volume. It made him cum as well, shooting ropes onto his own belly. Even the other guard behind them, just licking Rocket’s ass, was pushed into a sudden climax that had him shaking uncontrollably. \n\n“Too bad I can’t stick around and really break you fucks in,” Rocket grunted as he pulled down, observing the amount of cum was bubbling and oozing from the stretched hole, also feeling the tongue slipping from his own wet and winking ass. \n\n\n\nHe didn’t waste much time on escaping. Making use of Feral’s abilities, Rocket climbed up and clung to walls, sneaking his way past other guards or knocking out those he couldn’t sneak past. As much as he wanted to make them all pay, it was better to just get out of here. Even with the new power he had, having the place put on lockdown would make escape all the harder, if not impossible... \n\nKnocking out another guard, Rocket snatched their ID card and scanned it to get outside. Seeing the light of the outside world made his heart flutter and he could feel Feral’s excitement at the same time. They were nearly free, but not out of the woods yet. \n\n“There, Rocket!” \n\nHearing the symbiote’s voice in his head, Rocket looked over to see a ship with another guard standing in front. The guard’s back was turned as he held a clipboard, scribbling some things down. \n\n“Almost home free!” \n\nThe guard heard a thump behind him and turned around, only to have his mouth covered with goo. Rocket saw the shocked look on the guard’s face and chuckled, intending to knock the equine out like the others, but Feral decided to make his own move. \n\n“We can use this one,” Feral said as he was using his sticky limbs to subdue and pull this guard in. This one was especially large, a towering musclegut stallion who’s clothes fit tight to his body, looking ready to rip them apart entirely. He struggled against the goo but Feral just added more and more, completely overwhelming the equine.\n\nRocket was standing there as the struggling guard was pulled towards him. He felt a rush of activity around his cock, symbiotic goo coating his cock multiple times over, making it appear to be growing longer and longer. The end of it was opening up, leaking copious amounts of fluids that were a mix of his own precum and slime. And he watched as the equine’s head was pulled into the end of the slime phallus. Slowly the struggling guard was getting engulfed, the slime stretching out all the wider to keep him covered. \n\n“W-what the fuck are you doing?” Rocket asked, not knowing how to feel about this. It looked like his cock had become a snake that was slowly devouring the guard and at the same time he was feeling tingles that were growing stronger. It was a unique feeling he never experienced before, coming from the inside instead of out like if he was being stroked or fucking someone. \n\n“Just relax, Rocket,” Feral soothed him. “This is perfectly natural. For me, at least. It's another requirement that makes me so...unique.” \n\nRocket was going to say something but that was cut short by his actual cock spreading wider to swallow up the horse’s head and then shoulders. He couldn’t believe that his dick wasn’t getting obliterated from the inside-out, nor was he prepared for how good it felt! It seemed that with the help of the symbiote, his cock was able to stretch out and take in the huge male. Increasing as the horse sunk in further, Rocket was shaking from the pleasure washing over him so suddenly. About half of the huge muscle gutted horse was down his dick. Feeling him squirm and thrash against his urethral walls. It felt so good that Rocket felt the urge to cum but the horse was blocking the way, about halfway down his throbbing stretched out shaft. \n\n“Just a bit more...” Feral assured his host. The cock was lifted to a horizontal position. With most of the horse’s body in his cock, gravity and the amount of fluids lubricating the urethra was making the huge 300 pound man slide right down, his body making the cock bulge out to proportions that shouldn’t have been possible. Rocket’s balls stretched out massively as the horse’s head first entered, followed by his shoulders. His cock and balls expanded to impossible levels, Rocket watched as the equine’s legs and then feet were getting swallowed up as well. Feral lifted the cock horizontally, using gravity. The guard easily started to slide down as if he was in an elevator. The horse dropped into the now humongous balls, finding himself trapped within a hot, cramped, intensely musky chamber, his whole body getting coated in the raccoon’s fluids. \n\n“Come on!” Feral urged. Rocket was still reeling from what he just experienced. It was Feral making him walk and move. The ship was locked by more symbiotic goo forced itself into the door’s lock, fiddling around until the door was opened, allowing them entry. Rocket was able to move without issue, even with his huge balls dragging behind him. The symbiote slime covering them protected them from damage. But pleasure was still racking him with every step. While groaning aloud he managed to get into the ship’s cockpit, checking the dash and starting up the systems. \n\n“O-okay. Time to kiss this place...mmrph! K-kiss this place the fuck goodbye!” Rocket managed to get out as he set the ship to take off. Strapping himself into the seat, he sat back and finally looked down at his absolutely huge balls that were sitting on the floor beneath him, each sphere the size of a medicine ball. \n\n“H-how is this possible?” Rocket asked aloud. \n\n“That’s all thanks to me,” Feral asked. “This is what my kind of symbiote does. And I was right. You and I are a perfect match! We’re gonna use this guard to really bond!” The symbiote sounded really excited while Rocket was trying his best to ponder on Feral’s words. Were they not fully bonded together yet? \n\n“Just get this ship in the air. Take us anywhere, I don’t care! All I need you to do is sit back and let me do my thing... Oh, it’s been so long!” Feral said with a lecherous tone of voice. \n\nRocket didn’t know what to expect so he indeed sat back while Feral was starting to slink from him, revealing his usual brown fur beneath, the added height and muscles disappearing. He was back to his usual self, before he met Feral. He looked down at his balls, seeing that they were still huge and overly expanded when the slime was removed. But there was no pain! \n\n“Our pairing has already changed you greatly,” Feral said, sounding very excited. Peeling itself away seamlessly, the symbiote centered itself to Rocket’s cock, slinking to the end of his erection. Rocket’s whole body then seized, his toes curling and tongue rolling out from his mouth as the slimy creature started to stuff itself into his cock, making it bulge out. Like before there was no pain but a sudden jolt that had him stuck in place. The ship’s autopilot was managing the take off so Rocket didn’t need to worry about that, not that he could think straight to man the controls. \n\nFeral was shivering himself as he started to push his body down his host’s cock. The tightness, heat, and texture of the urethral walls...it all felt so good for him as well. Once he got a good portion of his slimy body inside, the symbiote shoved his body down Rocket’s dick, hearing his host’s moans. Moaning out as well, the symbiote dived himself down even further, making his way through the shaft, reaching the raccoon’s huge balls and the guard that was still struggling to escape. It was all perfect: his compatibility with Rocket and this guard’s own size and strength. All the right elements to truly start the bonding process and fulfill the desires that came natural to his specific species of symbiote...\n\n“Holy...f-fuuuckk!” Rocket yelled out. Overtaking him was a rush like no other, coming from his balls and radiating out to the rest of his body. His whole body spasmed and he looked down to see his sack squeezing in on itself, contracting and expanding. Rocket could see the shapes of the equine’s head or his hands as he was struggling. What he couldn’t see was Feral working his “magic” on the captured guard, using the equine’s strength and size to fully reform Rocket’s balls. His goal was to turn them into the perfect incubation chamber for his offspring. \n\nThe symbiote’s goo was spread all throughout the balls’ inner lining, being responsible for their odd new movements. Like a stomach, he was gradually starting to break down the huge guard. The struggling equine still wasn’t fully aware of what was going on, he just continued to resist and try to escape, pressing his hands against the slick walls, unable to find purchase, never getting a grip. \n\nFrom the outside, Rocket was at least able to grab the ship’s controls and steer as they were breaking from the prison station’s atmosphere. But it took a shit ton of focus. His cock was iron hard and leaking so much precum onto the floor, its smell being much stronger than what it was before and was gaining further strength from there. He would glance down and see the way his balls were squeezing down on the guard, the shape of their face showing. It was honestly disturbing...but Rocket’s focus was more on how good it felt. \n\nThe guard didn’t realize that all of his struggling was making the digestion process faster. Releasing something like stomach acid, Feral was breaking the guard down into something like cum. It was meant to mix with all of the seed that was already in Rocket’s balls, making a permanent change that would make the process easier from now on. This could be seen by Rocket; the precum leaking from his cock was coming out in bigger amounts, the consistency getting thicker, and in a darker color. \n\nRocket just couldn’t help but reach a hand down to start stroking his cock as he felt his balls working on the guard, feeling the struggles getting weaker while the amount of fluids was increasing, making a real mess of the floor beneath him. He basked in it all and then shouted from the sensation that racked him. \n\nFeral was going into overdrive. This guard was perfect in a sense that two things could be done with him. The process of changing Rocket’s cum had been done enough. Now he was going to use the rest of the equine’s form to create his first offspring! \n\nHe slid back up Rocket’s cock, making the portion he was in bulge out until the opening was widening, allowing him to slink out as smoothly as the changed precum had. “Nearly done now,” Feral said. “Hehe. You’re gonna love this part! Where are we going, by the way?”\n\n“Still figuring that out,” Rocket panted, having a moment of relief from the unending sensations. “We can find a rest station. Just one pretty far away.” \n\n“Perfect, that gives me plenty of time!” Feral said as he started to envelope Rocket’s cock again but it was different than last time. The majority of the symbiote remained at his tip, being a heavy blob that weighed the raccoon’s cock down. Before Rocket could ask what he was going to do now, his whole body shook from the jolt that came. \n\nThe symbiote started to hump himself into Rocket’s cock, sliding his gooey body against the walls of the escaped prisoner’s urethra, seemingly gaining just as much enjoyment from this. Gliding smoothly up and down, feeling more precum surging up. He used that as well, using the newly changed essence to enrich himself. This was even better than he expected! \n\nWithin the ship’s cockpit was a moaning and squirming raccoon, the strong rank smell of his changed precum that was all over the floor, and the squishy sounds of the slimy being pumping itself in and out of Rocket’s dick, using it the same way Rocket would have been fucking a fleshlight. Rocket could feel something happening at the same time, as if Feral was releasing precum that was going down his cock, a fluid that was warming up his groin, making his cock pulse all the harder. \n\nThe symbiote’s cock fucking continued, speeding up and becoming stronger, stuffing its way down and up, releasing more fluids that fell into Rocket’s balls, making them churn up all the harder, the essence mixing with everything that was already inside of the expanded spheres. How long had it gone on, Rocket had no idea. He had been panting and groaning the whole time. But it got to a point that he felt the need to cum. As his cock swelled and started to push all of those fluids upwards, Feral was seemingly pushed out. \n\nBut he clung firmly, his body expanding outwards like a balloon keeping all of the cum that was getting pumped out inside of him. Rocket watched it all with awe through the intensity of his orgasm. He observed Feral expanding all the further out like the end of a condom. It allowed the raccoon to see how much he could cum now. The moment he stopped shooting his load, Feral started shrinking. Also like a balloon, this deflation was pushing the fluids out, stuffing it all back down the cock it came from, pouring it all back into Rocket’s balls. \n\nGripping the sides of the seat he was in, Rocket couldn’t form words from the feeling. His cock was swelling out all the further from the fluid flowing into it, his balls regaining their size, if not becoming even bigger. All of the cum was pushed back down and Feral followed, diving back down into the huge sack and he got right to work. \n\nIt just wouldn’t end. Feral was going after what remained of the equine, seemingly wrestling them like a snake. Rocket could feel and see the equine trying to escape, pushing against the walls of his sack, rubbing and thrashing his gooey body against them. More shocks and waves were traveling through him, more intense than anything he had ever felt in his life. Rocket just wanted more, no longer being fazed by the muffled shouts he was hearing or the desperation in the struggles. With Feral wrangling the equine and his balls squeezing on themselves to further digest them, Rocket felt ready to cum all over again. When he reached that point, there was another balloon coming out, filling up and stuffing itself back down. \n\nThis happened over and over again, leaving Rocket stuck in place, clawing up the armrests. Hearing the muffled groans growing quieter, the gurgles becoming louder, and the struggles weakening...Rocket was starting to feel some relief from the unrelenting sensations. After about another minute it came to an end with a sort of “gulp” sound, his balls bouncing as they settled. \n\n“Here’s your cut,” Feral then said, making Rocket perk up. \n\nThe raccoon then felt a surge all throughout his body. Different from what came before, he felt a strength traveling through his veins. He didn’t notice it at first, awestruck from the feeling, but his eyes fell on his own arm that was gaining some bulk. So was the rest of him. His arms, legs, chest, and everything else was gaining muscle. His already good figure was getting enhanced; his abs becoming more defined, shoulders widening, a set of pecs, more height, thicker thighs, his cock gaining two more inches and more girth, and a newfound sense of strength coursing through him. Spread equally through his body, Rocket was given more strength and endowment, making him even more of a small-statured stud. \n\n“That’s what I’m talking about!” Rocket said as he looked at himself. It wasn’t a huge change, but it was a hell of a start. He already felt stronger, able to handle the weight of his balls, which were still oversized and churning, but now it was because of Feral, still working on “something” within his sack. While taking in the changes of his body, Rocket also noticed his own stronger scent. He had done a lot of sweating during that experience but he could also pick up the traces of something different. Maybe it came from that equine..?\n\nFeral worked on incubating his offspring, using the raccoon’s balls as the perfect place to grow a new symbiote of his kind. Using everything available to him: Rocket’s compatibility and the horse’s natural size and prowess, he ejected a “cell” that started to feed on the changed cum that was produced within the raccoon’s balls, rich in all the proteins and nutrients that it would need, already growing up fast. \n\nOver the next few days, Rocket was subjected to more of these cock fuckings. Feral made sure the cum was rotated, pumping himself in and out, making the raccoon shoot his loads and holding them just long enough until new cum filled up the balls. Then he would dump the old stuff back in, mixing them together for himself and his growing offspring. By then Rocket had found a place to park the ship, laying low inside of it. He couldn’t manage interactions with others as Feral work make his balls churn or start fucking his cock whenever he felt like it. \n\nHis balls had also been inflating from the cum cycling, becoming bigger not just from the seed being recycled but because of what was growing and developing inside of him. It got to a point where his balls were touching the floor. He had the strength to still manage but he was wondering what was going on, just what was Feral cultivating? \n\nThat answer came one day when he was hit with a powerful urge to cum. He looked down at the balls, so big that he could sit on them, their veins expanded and pulsating. \n\n“It’s time,” Feral said. Rocket could feel the symbiote enveloping him and then guiding him to the back of the ship, to the room that hadn’t been used for anything. Rocket was panting from the urge that wouldn’t leave him, like he was going to sneeze, but centered at his groin. \n\nRocket could feel the symbiote’s slime rubbing his entire body tenderly, his huge balls included, making them churn even more. It was like a million tongues licking him all at the same time, bringing him pleasure and warmth. Precum was already shooting out from his cock, splattering onto the floor of the room, reaching far ahead because of the force. Being able to actually release fluids felt so good. Pouring into his nose was the delightfully strong and rank smell of his fluids. His body was adding to that. Feral kept him musky, shielding him from water and keeping his sweat trapped in when he was wearing the symbiote as a suit. \n\nAll of that was coming to a head, quickly making him heated and eager to finally spill his load. Helping him with that was the portion of slime that was servicing his cock, wrapped around like a slick tube that Rocket was able to thrust into. He did just that, propelled by the sudden feeling of desperation that took hold of him. The tube around his cock was pumping the opposite direction and squeezing down on the throbbing shaft. In a short amount of time, Rocket felt himself getting close to his limit, humping all the harder in hopes of being able to truly cum this time. \n\n“Y-yeeeaaaahhhh....” Rocket yelled out when that rush came over him. He managed another thrust. Following it was a huge blast of cum that was splattering all over onto the wall in front of him, coating the flat surface in the dark colored and strong smelling seed. The sound of splattering everywhere was so prominent in Rocket’s flicking ears, and so were the raccoon’s own pants. Feeling the almighty rush of being able to release so much cum had him stuck in place. The sleeve around his cock was still stroking and teasing, keeping him in a state of climactic bliss. \n\nRocket was at least able to see himself painting the room with his cum, how thick the stuff was and the way it was spreading out to cover even more of the room. The seed itself was so thick, like an incredibly sticky paste, clinging to the surfaces it was reaching. Feral was moving him around, having him mark even more of the room, literally painting the room in the cum that was flowing from Rocket’s cock like piss. Through the incredible feeling, he was able to see and admire the sheer amount of cum he was letting loose all at once. \n\nThe pure pleasure and exhilaration and pleasure coursing through them, Feral and Rocket were moaning together, marking more and more of the empty room. For the raccoon it was just a means of finally draining his balls while Feral was making the place into a suitable room for fostering more of his potential offspring. Rocket was moaning and gushing his cum all over the place, marking every surface in his overly thick and reeking essence, power washing the walls and even the ceiling. Nothing was left untouched; not even himself when the cum came raining down from the ceiling. \n\nEven when it came to an end, Rocket still felt his balls pulsing. But it was different this time, his cock was starting to swell massively. Instead of something getting sucked or stuffed down into it, the thing keeping his balls so big was slinking its way out. It felt like he needed to cum all over again, but even as his cock pulsed, the slow moving thing was still crawling ahead. \n\nNeeding to get it out, Rocket started to mindlessly hump into the sleeve, watching the bulged part of his cock moving slowly towards the tip. It simply crawling along made Rocket feel like he was already cumming. Over and over again. \n\nFeral was helping his host out by massaging his body further, stroking at places such as his neck, chest, and even pushing some goo into Rocket’s ass, pushing in and finding the prostate. Giving it direct strokes was making the climaxes even stronger. In addition to humping madly, Rocket grunted as he started to push, gritting his teeth as he could feel the “thing” in his cock surging towards the tip finally. \n\nFinally his urethra was expanding and sliding its way out was a fully formed symbiote, the same kind as feral. The feeling of it coming out was enough to make Rocket’s eyes cross and his tongue loll out. He was shaking, his whole body going stiff as the creature was “birthed” from him, coming out in its prime stage; intelligent and recognizing the ones that brought them into being. Once the creature was out, another surge of cum came flying out after, spraying onto the ceiling from Rocket falling onto his back. It was cascading down like water from a fountain, coating everything around. \n\nFeral took a moment to just admire the symbiote that had been created. Like a Feral Jr. of sorts. He could already see the potential in them. This was the first step to spreading their kind as far as they could! Now that he was here, Feral felt it was time for him and his “son” to bond with each other. \n\nWithout warning they, one after the other, dived back into Rocket’s cock and slid their way down into his balls. They had gone back down to what could be considered a normal size but now they were back to being huge. This time Rocket was at the mercy of feeling them thrashing about inside of him, doing their form of mating with each other. All the while, Rocket was left lying on the floor, completely stuck in place. These feelings, he wasn’t sure a non-symbiote like him was meant to feel them. \n\nHis eyes rolling, teeth gnashing; Rocket was doing his best to endure as he felt the mating symbiotes rubbing their bodies against the sensitive walls of his sack, pushing against them, smearing some kind of substance that brought that heat back to him. It was so overwhelming yet intoxicating. The closest thing he could equate it to was being rimmed, feeling the slimy bodies grinding along his walls the same way a tongue would if it were in his ass. \n\nPrecum was getting shot out from his cock like a cannon, more getting let out as the pressure on his walls was increasing. Things for the symbiotes were heating up, them going faster and harder, using the bounty hunter’s sack as a playground while he was just enduring it all, unable to move a muscle while breathing in the thick scents around that brought him more excitement. His whole body was sticky precum and seed raining down on him, making him smell just as strongly. \n\nWatching his ball bouncing around, Rocket would especially react when a certain spot inside of his balls was run over, like a prostate. Them touching it repeatedly was getting him close to blowing another load. A few more of this had him crying out shooting out more cum but like before there was a balloon that was inflating, not letting a drop escape. \n\n“Oh, not again...” Rocket groaned. \n\nIn time Rocket started to get used to it, or as close to “used” as he could. It had been weeks and with the pair of symbiotes’ guidance, Rocket was finding more guys to fulfill their needs. Whether it was inviting guys to have fun or just snatching them up, Rocket was having his fun with them and then putting them in the room that was covered in cum. It was kept from rotting thanks to the symbiote essence infused into it. It would cover those that had been fucked by Rocket, them being held in place and used as more means of incubation. Once they were ready to give “birth” the guys were released again, ready to release more of their kind all over the universe. \n\nFeral and Feral Jr would have their fun with the collected guys and Rocket would get his cut when they would retreat back into his balls, channeling more strength and vitality into his body. Over that time Rocket became even taller, wider, and bulkier, becoming rougher in appearance with a greater sense of confidence than before. Now he was roaming about the ship that he made his own, walking about in the nude with his small yet prominent body, having thick large, firm legs, big pecs and abs, and a huge cock that was a 20 inch pole, having balls that were regularly the size of melons. \n\nRocket had landed and dropped off some guys that had their memories wiped of what they experienced, neither did they question the huge stomachs they were bearing, looking heavily pregnant. He was looking to find some more guys to have some direct fun with. He knew this place well enough and a street that was all about having a good time...\n\nIt didn’t take him much time to find a pair of bears that were offering their services for the night. Rocket paid them their owed credits, knowing that he would get them back soon enough, and he led them back to his ship. The two bears had already been entranced by his looks but Rocket kept himself close as he led, subtly releasing his pheromones, the scent of his dominant musky body, lacking a wash because of the symbiotes’ influence. It was so rich and pungent, making their mouths water and their own cocks hard. The pair of huge muscle gutted bears followed the raccoon like zombies to the ship and were further bombarded with the reeking scent of the cum-marked interior. \n\n“Let’s get this started,” Rocket said, wasting no time. He had the symbiotes cover his body up to his head, acting as a bodysuit that was retreating, revealing his unreal endowment, making the already interested bears go wide-eyed. The sight and smell being unleashed in full had them already on their knees. Without them saying a thing, they were pushing their muzzles to his huge balls and started to lick all over them, savoring their potency and the sweat clinging to them. Getting right into it, Rocket started to groan from the thick tongues that were sliding all over his fat orbs. \n\nObviously loving what they were given access to, the pair of big guys were moaning as they licked and sucked on the balls, working their mouths as much as they could, acting on their own desires. They just couldn’t help themselves, putting more effort into their actions, making the sack all the wetter with their saliva, receiving the strong flavors of his unwashed balls in return. Rocket just kept standing, letting them take it all in. After all, it was best that they get to enjoy themselves. \n\nStarting with his balls, their attention settled onto Rocket’s throbbing cock, leaking so much dark thick precum. There was no way they could resist that either. Together they started to sniff the erection that looked all too huge, even on the buff shortstack. Together they were running their tongues along the fat inches, having plenty to share. \n\nThe bears were getting a feel for the length that was presented to them. How fat and veiny it was, the strength of its throbs, and the amount of thick foreskin, the end of it hanging heavy from the precum leaking from it. They started to move their heads along the shaft, collecting all kinds of sweat, grime, and precum along the way, going from the base to the tip, where they would eagerly lick all over, doing their best to clean away the pre, having the taste shock their senses. Hearing Rocket’s groans fueled their lust and desire, keeping them doing as much as they could. \n\nFrom there they started to take turns sucking on the raccoon’s huge dick. One helped the other, pushing on the back of their head, forcing the one sucking to take the shaft down into their throat, even as they gagged and shook. The sight was so hot for Rocket; seeing how much the bears wanted him. That was good because they would wind up as a part of him anyways. \n\nHe watched as the bear started to bob his muzzle, doing his best to go back and forth, having his thick lips wrapped around the shaft, having his tongue pressed against the bulged underside. Feeling its pulses and drinking down the precum spurting directly from the tip, the sucking bear’s eyes were rolling as he repeatedly deep throated Rocket, making loud gulps that pulled the fluid down into his already big stomach. When he slid his mouth off, the other bear picked up where the first left off. \n\nWith assistance, he was taking Rocket’s dick into his lower throat and bobbing along, savoring the overwhelming tastes and smells, finding that he couldn’t stop once he started, panting heavily from the rush that was consuming him. They went back and forth like this. Handling it a bit easier each time, one bear would start worshiping Rocket’s balls while the other was stuffing the cock down their own throat. \n\n“Fuck, yeah. You’re a pair of hungry sluts, aren’t you?” Rocket asked them, to which they nodded right away, looking up at Rocket with needy eyes. He reached down and grabbed their heads, guiding them to start sucking on his cock from both sides. \n\nThe bears fell in line, running their tongues all over the left and right sides, going back and forth between the base and tip, repeatedly sliding their muzzles back and forth, getting further into as they drank in the raccoon’s grizzly smell that was growing stronger, having the taste cemented onto their palettes, never getting enough of the stuff. \n\nThis kept up until Rocket held their heads just in front of his cocktip, raising his voice as he started to release a large amount of cum onto the bear’s faces, showering them in the extra thick fluids that came straight from his balls, bathing them in the stuff. In response they were moaning and doing all that they could to catch the stuff in their mouths, marveling at the seed’s amount of force of ejection. When he finished shooting his loads, Rocket looked down at them with a satisfied grin, but he wasn’t done with them yet. \n\nRocket brought them to the room that was marked with cum. They were too dazed and lust drunk to ask any questions, especially when one of the bears was watching the other get fucked by Rocket. The dominant, studly raccoon had shoved his huge 15 inch cock into the bear’s ass, making the bigger male moan out in a slutty way. He made sure to keep thrusting most of his cock in, keeping it in the bear’s tight hold, powering his way through the snugness. \n\nWith Rocket’s cock grinding against his walls with no mercy, the bear couldn’t get a hold of himself, becoming a complete mess from the stroking of his walls and rolling over of his prostate. The thickness kept the stimulation intense; so did the throbs and spurts of warmth that could be felt from deep inside. And of course the smells of sex and cum were so heavy in the room, like a fog that was taken in with every breath. \n\nWatching all of this playing out, the waiting bear was just admiring the raccoon: how he was so much smaller and yet had so much strength, making his brother’s body rock hard with every thrust. He could feel the intensity of every one and couldn’t wait for his own turn. His hole was aching as he watched, also breathing in the strong aromas all around them. Watching Rocket work, he observed how strong the movements were, possibly enough to even outdo their huge forms. \n\n“Yeah...take it!” Rocket snarled, as he put more speed and power into it, making his body thrust into overdrive, his balls slapping into the bear with a series of meaty thumps. Spurting so much precum, having his cock slide back and forth with so ease, the pleasure was continual for both, their moans echoing throughout the otherwise empty room. Streaks of the excess were flying out from the bear’s stretched rim, adding to the already overly messy room. \n\nGetting to the point that he could no longer handle it, the bear raised his voice and started to cum all over himself, shooting his loads onto his own stomach. Feeling the squeezing of his hole, Rocket responded with harder pistons, biting his lip as he felt his limit approaching. Going for it full steam ahead, he pounded hard and made the final thrust that had his cock deep and his load pouring in with power, getting pumped into the bear’s guts, making his stomach feel all the hotter and heavier. Rocket could feel Feral trembling as he finished up cumming, the symbiote being excited from the bear getting all the bigger. \n\n“Hold on...” he whispered. \n\nNow it was the other bear’s turn. He was all too excited, welcomed with open arms by Rocket. Letting the bigger male act on his desires, Rocket was lying down in a pool of still-warm cum from weeks ago while the bear was quick to start riding his dicks, bouncing himself up and down, taking the length deep into his guts, feeling the satisfying ache of his deepest parts getting touched and stretched. The bear forced himself to take it, loving that bit of pain, slamming his large body down to the point that his huge ass was sitting on top of Rocket’s crotch. \n\n“That’s the stuff...” Rocket encouraged. “Show me how much you want it!” \n\nThis got the bear to really show his length, going faster, keeping his tailhole tight around the girth and the pleasure going. Being filled up like this...it was a feeling he couldn’t get enough of. Breathing in the dank odors around him and the pheromones still coming from Rocket, the bear was dumb for the short stud’s meat, riding it for all he was worth, letting himself go wild. This made the pleasure build up all the faster, coaxing plenty of the dense precum that were lubing his anal walls, making things all the better. \n\nWithout warning, the bounty hunter started to thrust in time with the bear’s bouncing, pushing his cock in and getting his cock to reach in much further. Even though the bear cried he managed to keep riding, clearly straining to handle the thrusts in time with his ass going up and down. For as large and strong as he was, Rocket was able to take control of the situation, really testing the heavy set ursine’s limits. He followed along with the bear for a bit, unleashing a sudden upwards thrust that made the other male gasp. \n\nRocket got the bear to put all that he could into it, while he was rocking his lower half with no signs of being tired at all. He was still going strong, his bulky body moving seamlessly, keeping the waves intense for them both. The bear impressed him actually, doing his best to keep up with the raccoon, even though it was clearly taking a lot out of him. \n\nStill trying his best, the bear was pushed into his orgasm, shaking and gasping as he started to cum, shooting his seed hands free, having it splatter down onto Rocket’s chest and pecs. Right away, Rocket could feel the added clenching of the bear’s hole and he picked up the slack, suddenly delivering a flurry of jabs with his cock, touching all the right spots along the way in such an easy manner. It overwhelmed the second bear even further but Rocket’s focus was on the rising feeling, gritting his teeth and groaning out as he started to unleash his seed into the bigger male’s depths, watching the ursine’s stomach was inflating from the amount being deposited into him. Coming down from their climaxes, the bear was completely spent while Rocket felt like they were just getting started. \n\n“Alright...now...!” Rocket said aloud. Upon his signal, the symbiotes acted, spreading out their tendrils to nab both bears. Using their added strength they gained from being with Rocket, they first pulled the bear from Rocket’s cock and the other that was still lying on the floor was pulled in as well. Enveloped by the slime in the same way the equine had been, the dazed ursines were starting to struggle but it was already too late for them. \n\nRocket’s body suit returned as the symbiotes pulled the bears in. More goo was siphoned to the raccoon’s cock, allowing to to expand and take in the first bear. Rocket grit his teeth, flexing his muscles as he felt the bear getting sucked in. Instead of feeling weird about this, he had been looking forward to the process and how it was going to feel to break down not one, but two huge cum-full bears at the same time! \n\nHe saw his cock expanding as the bear was pulled in. Grunting, Rocket had gained enough control to start pulling the bear in himself, loving the amazing feeling of the much bigger guy getting pulled in like. Like a snake swallowing up its prey, his cock was stretching out to fit the wide shoulders and from there it was much easier. The other bear was still binded and looking on with wide eyes as his brother was getting consumed, sliding in deeper as he struggled, going on until Rocket was able to lift his cock and let the trapped male slide down into his balls, the sack expanding and bouncing as the bear fell in. \n\nAs soon as that one was finished Rocket put his focus on the other, stuffing him in and grunted to have him pulled in, feeling the rush from head to toe. They were curling with every pull, his tail flicking as it got stronger the deeper the bear was in. Making it even better was the first struggling to free himself, thrashing and pressing against the walls. He couldn’t wait to get the other one in. Once enough of their body was in, Rocket lifted his stretched-wide shaft and let gravity do the right while pulling in, making his balls stretch out further to impossible proportions. It was practically a couch that he could sit on, the two struggling inside of his already gurgling spheres. \n\nThe two symbiotes stuffed themselves down Rocket’s cock, eager to work their magic. Rocket just started to stroke himself while the pair of bears began to struggle harder, doing their bodies to escape the hold they were in and the symbiotes that were starting to turn their large bodies into cum. Feeling all of this, the raccoon was just enjoying himself. \n\nThe bears were putting up a good fight too: using their strength to slam their bodies against the walls of his balls, making his sack swing to the left or right. They would press in opposite directions, stretching the skin out too, but it all felt good to Rocket. But the symbiotes would force them back into place, making the sack squeeze in on them. Their forms were visible, like a vacuum seal, showing how tightly they were packed into the musky prison, their bodies gradually losing their strength. Having two huge bears within at the same time, he could feel them moving against each other while trying to fight off the symbiotes that were liquefying their bodies. \n\n“Oh yeah, this feels good...” Rocket hissed. He started to stroke his furiously throbbing cock, feeling his sack swinging this way and that, stretching out but never letting the bears escape. He even started to hump his massively sized balls against the cum-slick floor, assisting in the process. All working together, the raccoon and symbiotes were breaking the pair down. \n\nAs best as they could, the bears were fighting and struggling, shoving their hands against the walls that would stretch back, pushing against them back. The clenches were getting stronger and happening faster. More of their bodies were becoming cum, making it harder for them to fight back. At the same time plenty of seed that was already there before was splashing into their mouths, its tar-thick consistency and pungent smell making it hard for them to think straight. With the pair of symbiotes teasing them, enveloping them, and licking against them, they were getting changed all the faster. \n\nThe gurgles and hisses were becoming all the louder! His balls drawing up and thumping back down onto the floor, seeing the pair shrinking more and more, their strength faltering against the unyielding balls. Rocket had gained a much greater appreciation of the loud and obscene noises that were coming from his package. His hand was slathered in the precum that was splattering out all over the place, becoming even darker and thicker than before. Grinding his clenching balls against the floor, he felt the dissolving further. Feeling the prey still squirming inside of him was such a satisfying feeling. With more force and happening faster, the balls were working on finally reducing the bears down into fuel for him and more symbiotes! \n\nKnowing that he was close, Rocket could feel that unique tell again: that buildup; like he was going to sneeze from his cock. But it was still building, even as his hand was pumping his cock mercilessly, his convulsing hard and churning together for several seconds straight. He knew it was over when everything went still and he was left with his balls still so incredibly full. He managed to not reach his climax yet but knew there would be more coming.\n\nIndeed, the symbiotes were releasing cells that got to work feeding on the essence available to them. The large amount of nutrients and Rocket’s own prowess were allowing them to grow faster than ever. Rocket started groaning again as he felt them growing inside of him, taking up more space within each ball, along with the fully grown symbiote that was fostering their growth. Together, Feral and Feral Jr were making sure things were perfect. There were bulges from the inside of his balls from one of them licking his walls, their long tongue making a clear outline as it slid along. The other was pumping itself up and down Rocket’s length, receiving pleasure of its own while slinking along the urethral walls. \n\nYet again Rocket was subjected to the feeling of the symbiotes using his groin in whatever way they saw fit, leaving him shaking and almost foaming at the mouth. He could his balls swinging about and bulging out from within but he knew it was because of them. More speed, going harder...they were ramping things up as the symbiotes were growing larger, taking up more space inside of him. His cum was collected in a balloon and pushed right back down, shoved back into the sack, using that to rotate the seed, making sure the developing ones were getting as much nutrients as they could. \n\nIt was all coming to a head. They were nearly complete! “S-shit!” Rocket hissed as he could really feel his balls going. He had cum so many times already but the seed hadn’t gone anywhere but this one would be different! Though he knew what was coming, Rocket wasn’t at all prepared for the actual feeling. From his pulsing cock came the first eruption of his cum, rocketing out like foam from a shaken up champagne bottle. It flew into the air, splattering onto the already filthy ceiling, but it kept going for several seconds, making an expanding puddle of cum so thick that it had yet to fall down. \n\nRocket’s heart was beating like crazy as the next one came, being another high powered deluge that had his mind almost going blank from how good it felt. This time he was painting a wall, launching a fat beam of sticky, musky seed. It was lasting much longer than before, to the point that the launched cum was flowing back towards him, soaking his feet and balls. He could feel how hot and thick the stuff was...\n\n\nHe could feel that there was more cum that needed to be released, but there was something blocking the way, surging upwards, making that portion of his cock bulge outwards. Knowing what to do, Rocket took rhythmic breaths. Already, it was apparent that these symbiotes were heftier than the ones that came before. Like before, there were tendrils lapping at his body, helping him relax so that the bulge could travel further, making his cocktip’s opening expand. He could see a dark brown colored blob gradually sliding out, making him shake as it popped out and fell onto the floor. There wasn’t time to dwell on the “birth” of this creature because there was another one right behind, following the path paved by the first. The bulge traveling felt so good, he gripped his cock and squeezed it, pumping behind to coax it further along, grunting and pushing to get it further along, reaching his tip and getting it to slide out from his cock’s opening, coming out smoothly and quickly.\n\nHappening right after was another massive surge that had Rocket stuck in place, completely unprepared for the next volley of seed that was spraying out from his cock. His balls were roiling as they were starting to deflate, expelling the excess with a greater amount of pressure before. His cock was shooting everywhere as he couldn’t keep his body still, marking the ceiling again along with the left, right, and back walls, giving them an entirely new coating. \n\nBut all Rocket could focus on were the downright aggressive throbs of his cock, it continually erupting with so much power behind it, being a solid continuing stream that just wouldn’t stop. It was rushing out of him like water, bringing with it an amazing euphoria that had him slumped on top of his inflated balls. \n\nSo he just watched as his cock kept spewing what had to be gallons of seed, having the room literally flooded with his musky spunk, turning into a gunky sauna that was making him sweat heavily at the same time. There were no signs of it stopping any soon and he couldn’t think...only feel. His body would spasm routinely, him grunting in time with them. \n\nFinally after what seemed like hours, Rocket’s stream of seed was dying off, tapering into a thinner leak. His balls were still much bigger than what was natural, but it was manageable for him. “Oh my... That was...” \n\n“We’re not done with you,” Feral’s voice caught Rocket’s attention. Joining him were the three other symbiotes, closing in on Rocket. They latched themselves onto him, using the bond to shift their form into bodies without having to envelope Rocket’s. The raccoon watched as four raccoon-shaped slimy forms were surrounding him. \n\n“Now it’s time for us to fully body, for us to become one!” Feral said. \n\nRocket didn’t have the strength to resist, not that he wanted to. For some reason it just felt...right. The next thing he knew, he was picked up and had a slimy, musky cock shoved down into his throat. They were eager, following after the first. Feral and Feral Jr moved in to stuff their cocks into his ass at the same time, their size making his stomach bulge out. And the last one was in front, pushing the end of their slime shaft into the opening of Rocket’s cock. \n\nThey all had a hole to penetrate and they were taking the chance to implant what was needed into Rocket, both inside and out. Instead of being pushed too far, Rocket was just taking everything that was given to him, having pleasure come from every end. He responded by clenching his hole down, running his tongue against the shaft that was pumping into his mouth, diving down his throat. Coming from him were muffled moans, being outdone by the collective pants from the symbiotes. \n\nThe loud sloppy noises of their cocks going in and out, the powerfully pungent aromas that were all around him, keeping his nose full of it. His bulging stomach was already feeling hot and a bit heavy from the fluids that were being released into him. All at the same time they were stretching out the passages they were using. He could feel the symbiotic slime dripping all over and inside of him, spreading out and taking hold in a new way. \n\nAll humping at the same time, the four symbiotes were speeding up, slamming all of their length down into Rocket’s throat, ass, and down his cock, making all of the holes bulge from their treatment becoming all the rougher. \n\nAnother muffled yelp of pleasure was forced from Rocket, feeling everything heating up, the spots within him being touched harder and more often. He was handling their size only thanks to how slimy and pliable their cocks were, holding firm even as they were now wildly bucking into him, leaving him to shake: rolling his eyes, drooling against the cock in his mouth, and curling his toes. As they all came in closer, the raccoon could feel their slime oozing onto his body, their musk becoming so strong that he was feeling lightheaded. \n\nThey kept it up, going fast and hard with no mercy, their slime covering more and more of his body. It was all of them together, at the same time, bonding themselves to Rocket in equal measures. \n\nAs he was getting covered, Rocket could feel his body getting bigger, his limbs expanding and claws extending. His body was morphing as a whole as the slime was permanently fusing itself to the raccoon’s fur and becoming his new skin. His back, shoulders, and chest were becoming all the bulkier, him gaining hard muscle mass that was already flexing as he shivered. \n\nThe pleasure of his body getting changed was felt all over; most prominently between his legs. He looked down to see that his cock was even larger than before, long enough to reach eye level and thicker than what his newly expanded hand was. It was a monstrous thing that he was already enamored with. Overly swollen veins were angrily bulging as precum was leaking from the tip in heavy amounts, his even weightier balls hanging low as he was kept aloft by the symbiotes. Even with his mouth blocked, he was able to hear the added deepness in his voice as well. \n\nThe next collective thrust from the symbiotes pushed him over the edge. He was shooting his cum against the length already stuffing his cock, splattering out all over them. They and the others kept thrusting in, keeping the feelings intense for Rocket, his holes clenching down on them, giving them more pleasure in return. \n\nIt was enough to make them reach their peaks as well, their equivalent of cum was being shot out; raw symbiotic essence pushing out from their phalluses, pouring into Rocket’s insides, marking him just as heavily on the inside, gunking up his interior to match the outside. For what felt like several minutes, they were dumping their essence into him while melding their bodies together, fusing as one and to Rocket, who was changing completely. First in body but now in mind, Rocket could feel a surge of new desires, that of himself and the symbiotes combining to make them a new being in a sense. Not just Rocket or any of them. Elements that came together to make a greater whole. \n\nStanding on his two feet, the fused raccoon looked at himself and grinned, showing his razor sharp row of teeth and long tongue that snaked out from it. Looking upon the completely messy room, he felt a surge of pride and desire to do even more. To collect bounties, units, and snatch up those who would make more symbiotes. These carnal desires...impulses. That’s what he became and was loving it. \n\n“Yes, now we are complete,” they said aloud with a surge of fulfillment. “We are Ravage!” \n\n"
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"writing": "The fluorescent lights of the maximum security prison constantly buzzed like angry wasps, when he first got here, it was a noise that gave him a headache. But by now he was used to it. That meant he was there for too long already... \n\nRocket Raccoon, stripped of his blasters and any other gadgets, sat on the edge of his bunk, meticulously working on a stolen metal spoon he'd been fashioning into a weapon. He’d been here for a few weeks now, sentenced to an absurdly long stretch for \"crimes against intergalactic decorum\" – mostly involving him either stealing or blowing up things.\n\nHe was in a lone cell, confined to those four walls, only let out when a guard came to unlock it. And all of the guards were giants, large bodied and thick-necked brutes who towered over Rocket. They kept things in order about the prison but also threw their weight around when they wanted to. Rocket’s small form made him an easy target, being shoved around when he wasn’t moving fast enough for their liking. For now, the raccoon had to suppress his anger towards them. He was still looking for a way to escape this place but until that time came he learned how to navigate the prison’s complex ecosystem. While the guards were able to push him around, Rocket made sure to establish his dominance among the other prisoners, quickly earning respect and making others shut up with just a glare. \n\n\nAll alone in the communal showers, Rocket had nothing to do except wash himself, his wet ears twitching repeatedly from the droning of water striking the flooring. He was more focused on his own thoughts anyway. No means of communication with the outside world, no allies within this place, and no solid escape plan… Just him and the already monotonous grind of prison life. \n\nHe just finished up, turning off the water but there was still a sound. A kind of hissing sound. But there wasn’t anyone else here with him. Listening closer, the hisses started to sound like whispers, incredibly faint ones. Almost like someone was calling for him. An uneasy feeling came over him and he instinctively reached for his self-made weapon but he was completely nude. So he looked around, first at the walls, then at the wet floor, his eyes landing on the rusted grate in the center. Something was...bubbling out of it. A viscous, black-ish goo, looking sticky yet slick. \n\nRocket edged away as the goo formed into a blob, twisting and writhing out from the grate, forming into a semblance of a face, two milky white eyes peering out from the inky depths. \n\n“Psst...you. Raccoon,” the goo hissed. “You wanna get out of this shithole? I’ll help you.” \n\nRocket froze, his mind suddenly facing. This...thing wanted to help? “W-who the hell are you? And why do you wanna help me?” he snapped. \n\n“Because, fuzzball. I’m stuck here like you. I’m a symbiote and I finally broke out of containment. I escaped but I need a host body to get outta here. They’re gonna notice I’m gone sooner than later and lock me up again, maybe even stuff me into a jar or some shit like that!” “\n\n“A symbiote, huh?” Rocket muttered, his fur starting to bristle. He heard things about them, the gist being that they’re more trouble than they’re worth. “You try to take me over and I’ll claw your eyes out, you hear me?!” \n\n“Shh! Keep your voice down! I don’t want to ‘take you over.’ I just need a ride, someone to bond myself to. We become partners, okay? Nobody’s forcing anybody. We help each other get out of here,” the symbiote explained with some slight annoyance in his voice. \n\nRocket started to consider it. Right now he was all on his own, trying to find a major weakness about this place to exploit but he was getting nowhere with that. This was unexpected. A wildcard. He had no one else that was coming to get him, no actual plan of action. Just a long sentence staring him in the face. This symbiote could be his own shot. \n\n“Fine,” Rocket grumbled. “But no funny business.” \n\n“Smart choice,” the symbiote slithered out from the grate towards Rocket, going up one of his legs. The creature started to spread itself out, going from an amorphous form to something like a spider web, sticking to the walls and ceiling. Tendrils wrapping around, having him by the arms and legs, lifting him up and keeping him suspended from the ground. “Whoa, hold on! What the hell are you doing now?!”\n\n“Relax, it's how the bonding process works. For me that is. I’m not your typical symbiote. That’s why they kept me contained. But don’t worry about any of that,” the creature said, being heard all over his now spread form. “It’s gonna feel real good for you though.” \n\n“W-wait, I don’t think-” Rocket’s words were cut by his own groan. He suddenly felt something warm and slippery stroking his balls. Peering down, they went wide at the sight of a pair of tendrils fondling his sack in an explorative way. \n\n“Jeez, this is..mmmf!” Again, his words weren’t able to fully come out. But this time it was because of another, thicker tendril. The end of it was shaped like the head of a cock, pushing its way past the raccoon’s lips, plunging into his mouth and throat. It was slick and warm, having a slightly bitter taste. Almost like cum but mixed with...something else. As the slime-cock was pumping its way through his throat, another came up and started to prod at the raccoon’s hole, smearing it with thick and warm slime that was making his rim tingle. It poked at the lubed hole a few more times before pushing its way in, making Rocket feel full in an instant. Rocket shuddered and moaned around the invading cock as they started thrusting into him. That taste was becoming more defined, along with the smell that was coming from the symbiote’s goo. It was a kind of alien musk that sent a rush through him. His holes loosened, allowing the slime to reach in further, his body felt all the more sensitive, and his shaft hardened to full mast in an instant. \n\n“Ooh! I can definitely work with this!” the symbiote cooed as he brought up another tendril, this one having an opening that was like a sleeve. That opening spread out, engulfing the raccoon’s cock, stretching around the shaft that looked out of place on the fit yet short halfworlder’s body. Rocket’s fat 8 inch cock stood out prominently, impossible to ignore for someone of his size, paired with balls the size of plums. \n\nSliding over every thick inch, the slime sleeve began to knead and suck on the sensitive flesh. On the inside there were many tongue-like appendages lashing the throbbing meat, providing even greater stimulation. Rocket’s eyes rolled back, drool leaking from the corners of his mouth, it still stretched wide around the cock stuffing itself into his throat. The tendrils were using his holes ruthlessly but its slimy texture brought nothing but pleasure. Pistoning into him and stroking his shaft with more speed as time passed, Rocket could feel shocks racing through him, building to a fever pitch. \n\nLetting out a muffled cry, Rocket bucked and thrashed as his climax crashed over him. Cum spurted from his cock and down the tendril’s sleeve. His balls were drawing up tight. Rocket continued to moan and shake, feeling his usual ten second orgasm still going and his balls still clenching against themselves, his cum being sucked right out. If it weren’t for the other tendrils holding him up, he would have collapsed from the mind blowing feeling. Rocket didn’t notice when the cocks and sleeve pulled off at first, being stuck in a daze until the symbiote spoke. \n\n“There, that did the trick,” they said with a satisfied purr. “Your cum was perfect. We’re even more compatible than I thought.” \n\n“W-what the fuck was all that about..?” Rocket asked weakly, feeling completely drained. \n\n“I needed your essence before I could bond with you. That’s how I work. But it was fun, right?” \n\nRocket scowled as he was still reeling. He heard chuckling as the symbiote was shrinking, slowly lowering him onto his feet. The goo that had spread out was all coming back together and spreading all over, overtaking his tired body. A groan came from the raccoon as he felt the slime sinking into his fur, touching to and slinking over his skin, more and more until it reached his head, completely enveloping his head and vision. \n\nHe must have passed out or something. He groaned and stood up, immediately noticing something. There was a mirror just past the shower area that he approached and looked at, letting out a gasp as he looked at himself. From head to toe he was enveloped in the symbiote, like a new layer of skin. He could see and feel the added height, increased muscle mass, and his boosted senses. That fatigue he felt earlier was completely gone. Confidence and vitality thrummed in his veins. \n\n“Damn, I feel...Fucking amazing!” Rocket said in awe. He was raring to test out this new form, itching to go. “Let’s bust outta this joint already.” \n\n“Yeah, that’s right!” Feral spoke directly in Rocket’s mind. Let’s go, ‘partner.’ We’re gonna fuck them all up!” \n\nAs if on cue, the guard outside shouted, \"Hurry it up, Raccoon! You've been in there too long!\"\n\n“Coming!” Rocket called back. This time he was looking forward to coming face to face with them. He didn’t bother grabbing a towel, walking right out of the shower. The huge canine guard turned to see Rocket’s approach, being ready to escort him back to his cell. But his eyes went wide when he saw the symbiote-covered raccoon. \n\n“That’s the- It’s breached containment!” \n\nRocket didn’t let the guard finish or give him the time to reach for his communicator. Still so much smaller than the hulking authority figure, Rocket lunged and knocked him off his feet. Right after, the symbiote’s tendrils snaked out, grabbing the guard by the neck, pulling him in. \n\n“Please! Don’t kill me!” the guard pleaded. \n\n“Oh, I’m not gonna fight you,” Rocket purred, a wicked grin showing his much larger and sharper teeth. “I’m gonna fuck you up. Literally.”\n\nA powerful, musky pheromone was wafting from Rocket’s body, causing the guard to stop panicking when he inhaled it. Instead he relaxed entirely and started to shudder. Rocket had just gotten himself clean and yet coming from him was a strong aroma – Rocket’s own musk paired with something that came from Feral, not just boosting his natural smell but turning into something new. Its effects were making the guard pant heavily, his expression going from fear to one of desperation. His pants were tented, making his arousal obvious. \n\nActing on Rocket’s desires, Feral stripped away the guard’s clothing, exposing more and more of their body. The raccoon’s gaze fell on the guard’s ass, being large like the rest of him. \n\n“Mmm, I’ve always had a thing for huge guys…” Rocket smirked as he jumped up and latched to the canine’s backside.\n\n“What’s going on here!” Another guard, this one being a hog had run in, hearing the shouts of his fellow guard in the distance. \n\nLike the first, he wasn’t given the chance to properly react, not when he was pulled in and suddenly got his face stuffed into Rocket’s ass. Stuck in place by the goo keeping him in place, the other guard has nose pressed right against Rocket’s rim, getting a full whiff of the unique mixed musk. It’s strength struck their senses right away, rendering him completely powerless to fight back, not that he wanted to anymore. His mind was going blank, falling deeper into a trance of need from just inhaling the raw scent coming from Rocket/Feral combo. \n\nCompletely forgetting about anything else, the hog willingly pressed his face deeper into the musky ass, his nostrils flaring against the rim itself. Pure lust was the only thing he could feel. Acting instead of thinking, the guard slid his tongue over the rim, humming from the unique taste that clung to his taste buds, being just as addictive as the smell. Rocket groaned as he felt the licks. The guard was really getting in there, reduced to a needy slut that was eagerly going at it. Even with the symbiote covering his body, he could feel the tongue running over his tailhole and it felt even better than usual. \n\n“W-whoa... I can get used to this!” Rocket said with a grin and snicker. He was enjoying this more and more, getting rimmed and pressing his hard cock in between the canine guard’s fat asscheeks. That’s when he noticed how much bigger his length had gotten, increasing about two inches in length and widening further. The strength of its pulses made him grunt. Everything about him was amplified: his strength, senses, desire for revenge, and that carnal need to sate himself. His balls, previously milked dry, were also bigger and feeling heavy from the amount of seed in them. \n\nGazing upon his new dick, Rocket ground it between the fat cheeks, watching as a heavy amount of precum was already coming out from his tip, quickly making a mess of the dog’s fur. Receiving pleasure from both ends, Rocket’s confidence was growing and so was the pleasure; the tongue just licking outside of his rim was finally pushing its way in, digging its way into Rocket’s musky ass, savoring every bit of the flavor and smell he could get. The tunnel clenched around him but he kept digging, making Rocket grunt all the harder. \n\nWhile the guard behind him was making things heat up, Rocket felt it was finally time to really test out this new form. He eased his body up a bit, just enough so that he could press his cock in between the fat cheeks, shoving his way past the hole. It was so easy. Whether that was because of his greater strength or the amount of slimy precum he had released so far, Rocket didn’t really care. Instead he focused on the tightness, and the musky smell of his own fluids that was rising into the air, making his own nostrils flare. He felt a rush from it and the urge to fuck took hold. \n\n“Rrrgh! Fuck!” Rocket yelled but he could hear another voice speaking at the same time. It was Feral, experiencing the same kind of pleasure. They were doing it together. With the raccoon’s body and the symbiote’s enhancements, they were already fucking the canine guard hard, making him cry out from his ass getting stuffed full; touched deeper than he ever had been and also stretched further. Some goo had stretched ahead to cover the guard’s mouth; they didn’t want to draw in any more attention...for now at least. \n\nThe canine’s eyes were rolling and his body was shaking as he was getting fucked hard right from the start. His own cock was fully hard and leaking heavily. His hands planted to the floor, he felt himself being rocked back and forth in time with every strong pump. Even though this was something forced upon him, he couldn’t help but want more. He looked back to see the raccoon sneering at him with a long fanged grin. It made his heart beat all the harder. Having to do...something, he started to rock his body in the opposite direction, getting the cock to reach deeper and clenching his hole all the harder.\n\n“Oh yeah!” Rocket snarled, feeling the tongue in his ass going in further still, thrashing against his walls all the harder. The tongue was just going wherever it could. Just wanting more, the hog was panting and drooling against the raccoon’s ass. There was nothing else that could focus on, Rocket was all that he could think of. All he could smell, taste, and feel. He stayed close as the raccoon rocked his body all the faster and harder, keeping up rimming and adding to the sensations by touching the prostate repeatedly. \n\n“Take it! All of it!” Rocket said as he managed another hard push that had his swelling cock reach the very end of the canine’s ass. It throbbed intensely, shooting huge blasts of his seed into the other male’s center, flooding his passage and guts with seed that flowed out with so much power and at such a high volume. It made him cum as well, shooting ropes onto his own belly. Even the other guard behind them, just licking Rocket’s ass, was pushed into a sudden climax that had him shaking uncontrollably. \n\n“Too bad I can’t stick around and really break you fucks in,” Rocket grunted as he pulled down, observing the amount of cum was bubbling and oozing from the stretched hole, also feeling the tongue slipping from his own wet and winking ass. \n\n\n\nHe didn’t waste much time on escaping. Making use of Feral’s abilities, Rocket climbed up and clung to walls, sneaking his way past other guards or knocking out those he couldn’t sneak past. As much as he wanted to make them all pay, it was better to just get out of here. Even with the new power he had, having the place put on lockdown would make escape all the harder, if not impossible... \n\nKnocking out another guard, Rocket snatched their ID card and scanned it to get outside. Seeing the light of the outside world made his heart flutter and he could feel Feral’s excitement at the same time. They were nearly free, but not out of the woods yet. \n\n“There, Rocket!” \n\nHearing the symbiote’s voice in his head, Rocket looked over to see a ship with another guard standing in front. The guard’s back was turned as he held a clipboard, scribbling some things down. \n\n“Almost home free!” \n\nThe guard heard a thump behind him and turned around, only to have his mouth covered with goo. Rocket saw the shocked look on the guard’s face and chuckled, intending to knock the equine out like the others, but Feral decided to make his own move. \n\n“We can use this one,” Feral said as he was using his sticky limbs to subdue and pull this guard in. This one was especially large, a towering musclegut stallion who’s clothes fit tight to his body, looking ready to rip them apart entirely. He struggled against the goo but Feral just added more and more, completely overwhelming the equine.\n\nRocket was standing there as the struggling guard was pulled towards him. He felt a rush of activity around his cock, symbiotic goo coating his cock multiple times over, making it appear to be growing longer and longer. The end of it was opening up, leaking copious amounts of fluids that were a mix of his own precum and slime. And he watched as the equine’s head was pulled into the end of the slime phallus. Slowly the struggling guard was getting engulfed, the slime stretching out all the wider to keep him covered. \n\n“W-what the fuck are you doing?” Rocket asked, not knowing how to feel about this. It looked like his cock had become a snake that was slowly devouring the guard and at the same time he was feeling tingles that were growing stronger. It was a unique feeling he never experienced before, coming from the inside instead of out like if he was being stroked or fucking someone. \n\n“Just relax, Rocket,” Feral soothed him. “This is perfectly natural. For me, at least. It's another requirement that makes me so...unique.” \n\nRocket was going to say something but that was cut short by his actual cock spreading wider to swallow up the horse’s head and then shoulders. He couldn’t believe that his dick wasn’t getting obliterated from the inside-out, nor was he prepared for how good it felt! It seemed that with the help of the symbiote, his cock was able to stretch out and take in the huge male. Increasing as the horse sunk in further, Rocket was shaking from the pleasure washing over him so suddenly. About half of the huge muscle gutted horse was down his dick. Feeling him squirm and thrash against his urethral walls. It felt so good that Rocket felt the urge to cum but the horse was blocking the way, about halfway down his throbbing stretched out shaft. \n\n“Just a bit more...” Feral assured his host. The cock was lifted to a horizontal position. With most of the horse’s body in his cock, gravity and the amount of fluids lubricating the urethra was making the huge 300 pound man slide right down, his body making the cock bulge out to proportions that shouldn’t have been possible. Rocket’s balls stretched out massively as the horse’s head first entered, followed by his shoulders. His cock and balls expanded to impossible levels, Rocket watched as the equine’s legs and then feet were getting swallowed up as well. Feral lifted the cock horizontally, using gravity. The guard easily started to slide down as if he was in an elevator. The horse dropped into the now humongous balls, finding himself trapped within a hot, cramped, intensely musky chamber, his whole body getting coated in the raccoon’s fluids. \n\n“Come on!” Feral urged. Rocket was still reeling from what he just experienced. It was Feral making him walk and move. The ship was locked by more symbiotic goo forced itself into the door’s lock, fiddling around until the door was opened, allowing them entry. Rocket was able to move without issue, even with his huge balls dragging behind him. The symbiote slime covering them protected them from damage. But pleasure was still racking him with every step. While groaning aloud he managed to get into the ship’s cockpit, checking the dash and starting up the systems. \n\n“O-okay. Time to kiss this place...mmrph! K-kiss this place the fuck goodbye!” Rocket managed to get out as he set the ship to take off. Strapping himself into the seat, he sat back and finally looked down at his absolutely huge balls that were sitting on the floor beneath him, each sphere the size of a medicine ball. \n\n“H-how is this possible?” Rocket asked aloud. \n\n“That’s all thanks to me,” Feral asked. “This is what my kind of symbiote does. And I was right. You and I are a perfect match! We’re gonna use this guard to really bond!” The symbiote sounded really excited while Rocket was trying his best to ponder on Feral’s words. Were they not fully bonded together yet? \n\n“Just get this ship in the air. Take us anywhere, I don’t care! All I need you to do is sit back and let me do my thing... Oh, it’s been so long!” Feral said with a lecherous tone of voice. \n\nRocket didn’t know what to expect so he indeed sat back while Feral was starting to slink from him, revealing his usual brown fur beneath, the added height and muscles disappearing. He was back to his usual self, before he met Feral. He looked down at his balls, seeing that they were still huge and overly expanded when the slime was removed. But there was no pain! \n\n“Our pairing has already changed you greatly,” Feral said, sounding very excited. Peeling itself away seamlessly, the symbiote centered itself to Rocket’s cock, slinking to the end of his erection. Rocket’s whole body then seized, his toes curling and tongue rolling out from his mouth as the slimy creature started to stuff itself into his cock, making it bulge out. Like before there was no pain but a sudden jolt that had him stuck in place. The ship’s autopilot was managing the take off so Rocket didn’t need to worry about that, not that he could think straight to man the controls. \n\nFeral was shivering himself as he started to push his body down his host’s cock. The tightness, heat, and texture of the urethral walls...it all felt so good for him as well. Once he got a good portion of his slimy body inside, the symbiote shoved his body down Rocket’s dick, hearing his host’s moans. Moaning out as well, the symbiote dived himself down even further, making his way through the shaft, reaching the raccoon’s huge balls and the guard that was still struggling to escape. It was all perfect: his compatibility with Rocket and this guard’s own size and strength. All the right elements to truly start the bonding process and fulfill the desires that came natural to his specific species of symbiote...\n\n“Holy...f-fuuuckk!” Rocket yelled out. Overtaking him was a rush like no other, coming from his balls and radiating out to the rest of his body. His whole body spasmed and he looked down to see his sack squeezing in on itself, contracting and expanding. Rocket could see the shapes of the equine’s head or his hands as he was struggling. What he couldn’t see was Feral working his “magic” on the captured guard, using the equine’s strength and size to fully reform Rocket’s balls. His goal was to turn them into the perfect incubation chamber for his offspring. \n\nThe symbiote’s goo was spread all throughout the balls’ inner lining, being responsible for their odd new movements. Like a stomach, he was gradually starting to break down the huge guard. The struggling equine still wasn’t fully aware of what was going on, he just continued to resist and try to escape, pressing his hands against the slick walls, unable to find purchase, never getting a grip. \n\nFrom the outside, Rocket was at least able to grab the ship’s controls and steer as they were breaking from the prison station’s atmosphere. But it took a shit ton of focus. His cock was iron hard and leaking so much precum onto the floor, its smell being much stronger than what it was before and was gaining further strength from there. He would glance down and see the way his balls were squeezing down on the guard, the shape of their face showing. It was honestly disturbing...but Rocket’s focus was more on how good it felt. \n\nThe guard didn’t realize that all of his struggling was making the digestion process faster. Releasing something like stomach acid, Feral was breaking the guard down into something like cum. It was meant to mix with all of the seed that was already in Rocket’s balls, making a permanent change that would make the process easier from now on. This could be seen by Rocket; the precum leaking from his cock was coming out in bigger amounts, the consistency getting thicker, and in a darker color. \n\nRocket just couldn’t help but reach a hand down to start stroking his cock as he felt his balls working on the guard, feeling the struggles getting weaker while the amount of fluids was increasing, making a real mess of the floor beneath him. He basked in it all and then shouted from the sensation that racked him. \n\nFeral was going into overdrive. This guard was perfect in a sense that two things could be done with him. The process of changing Rocket’s cum had been done enough. Now he was going to use the rest of the equine’s form to create his first offspring! \n\nHe slid back up Rocket’s cock, making the portion he was in bulge out until the opening was widening, allowing him to slink out as smoothly as the changed precum had. “Nearly done now,” Feral said. “Hehe. You’re gonna love this part! Where are we going, by the way?”\n\n“Still figuring that out,” Rocket panted, having a moment of relief from the unending sensations. “We can find a rest station. Just one pretty far away.” \n\n“Perfect, that gives me plenty of time!” Feral said as he started to envelope Rocket’s cock again but it was different than last time. The majority of the symbiote remained at his tip, being a heavy blob that weighed the raccoon’s cock down. Before Rocket could ask what he was going to do now, his whole body shook from the jolt that came. \n\nThe symbiote started to hump himself into Rocket’s cock, sliding his gooey body against the walls of the escaped prisoner’s urethra, seemingly gaining just as much enjoyment from this. Gliding smoothly up and down, feeling more precum surging up. He used that as well, using the newly changed essence to enrich himself. This was even better than he expected! \n\nWithin the ship’s cockpit was a moaning and squirming raccoon, the strong rank smell of his changed precum that was all over the floor, and the squishy sounds of the slimy being pumping itself in and out of Rocket’s dick, using it the same way Rocket would have been fucking a fleshlight. Rocket could feel something happening at the same time, as if Feral was releasing precum that was going down his cock, a fluid that was warming up his groin, making his cock pulse all the harder. \n\nThe symbiote’s cock fucking continued, speeding up and becoming stronger, stuffing its way down and up, releasing more fluids that fell into Rocket’s balls, making them churn up all the harder, the essence mixing with everything that was already inside of the expanded spheres. How long had it gone on, Rocket had no idea. He had been panting and groaning the whole time. But it got to a point that he felt the need to cum. As his cock swelled and started to push all of those fluids upwards, Feral was seemingly pushed out. \n\nBut he clung firmly, his body expanding outwards like a balloon keeping all of the cum that was getting pumped out inside of him. Rocket watched it all with awe through the intensity of his orgasm. He observed Feral expanding all the further out like the end of a condom. It allowed the raccoon to see how much he could cum now. The moment he stopped shooting his load, Feral started shrinking. Also like a balloon, this deflation was pushing the fluids out, stuffing it all back down the cock it came from, pouring it all back into Rocket’s balls. \n\nGripping the sides of the seat he was in, Rocket couldn’t form words from the feeling. His cock was swelling out all the further from the fluid flowing into it, his balls regaining their size, if not becoming even bigger. All of the cum was pushed back down and Feral followed, diving back down into the huge sack and he got right to work. \n\nIt just wouldn’t end. Feral was going after what remained of the equine, seemingly wrestling them like a snake. Rocket could feel and see the equine trying to escape, pushing against the walls of his sack, rubbing and thrashing his gooey body against them. More shocks and waves were traveling through him, more intense than anything he had ever felt in his life. Rocket just wanted more, no longer being fazed by the muffled shouts he was hearing or the desperation in the struggles. With Feral wrangling the equine and his balls squeezing on themselves to further digest them, Rocket felt ready to cum all over again. When he reached that point, there was another balloon coming out, filling up and stuffing itself back down. \n\nThis happened over and over again, leaving Rocket stuck in place, clawing up the armrests. Hearing the muffled groans growing quieter, the gurgles becoming louder, and the struggles weakening...Rocket was starting to feel some relief from the unrelenting sensations. After about another minute it came to an end with a sort of “gulp” sound, his balls bouncing as they settled. \n\n“Here’s your cut,” Feral then said, making Rocket perk up. \n\nThe raccoon then felt a surge all throughout his body. Different from what came before, he felt a strength traveling through his veins. He didn’t notice it at first, awestruck from the feeling, but his eyes fell on his own arm that was gaining some bulk. So was the rest of him. His arms, legs, chest, and everything else was gaining muscle. His already good figure was getting enhanced; his abs becoming more defined, shoulders widening, a set of pecs, more height, thicker thighs, his cock gaining two more inches and more girth, and a newfound sense of strength coursing through him. Spread equally through his body, Rocket was given more strength and endowment, making him even more of a small-statured stud. \n\n“That’s what I’m talking about!” Rocket said as he looked at himself. It wasn’t a huge change, but it was a hell of a start. He already felt stronger, able to handle the weight of his balls, which were still oversized and churning, but now it was because of Feral, still working on “something” within his sack. While taking in the changes of his body, Rocket also noticed his own stronger scent. He had done a lot of sweating during that experience but he could also pick up the traces of something different. Maybe it came from that equine..?\n\nFeral worked on incubating his offspring, using the raccoon’s balls as the perfect place to grow a new symbiote of his kind. Using everything available to him: Rocket’s compatibility and the horse’s natural size and prowess, he ejected a “cell” that started to feed on the changed cum that was produced within the raccoon’s balls, rich in all the proteins and nutrients that it would need, already growing up fast. \n\nOver the next few days, Rocket was subjected to more of these cock fuckings. Feral made sure the cum was rotated, pumping himself in and out, making the raccoon shoot his loads and holding them just long enough until new cum filled up the balls. Then he would dump the old stuff back in, mixing them together for himself and his growing offspring. By then Rocket had found a place to park the ship, laying low inside of it. He couldn’t manage interactions with others as Feral work make his balls churn or start fucking his cock whenever he felt like it. \n\nHis balls had also been inflating from the cum cycling, becoming bigger not just from the seed being recycled but because of what was growing and developing inside of him. It got to a point where his balls were touching the floor. He had the strength to still manage but he was wondering what was going on, just what was Feral cultivating? \n\nThat answer came one day when he was hit with a powerful urge to cum. He looked down at the balls, so big that he could sit on them, their veins expanded and pulsating. \n\n“It’s time,” Feral said. Rocket could feel the symbiote enveloping him and then guiding him to the back of the ship, to the room that hadn’t been used for anything. Rocket was panting from the urge that wouldn’t leave him, like he was going to sneeze, but centered at his groin. \n\nRocket could feel the symbiote’s slime rubbing his entire body tenderly, his huge balls included, making them churn even more. It was like a million tongues licking him all at the same time, bringing him pleasure and warmth. Precum was already shooting out from his cock, splattering onto the floor of the room, reaching far ahead because of the force. Being able to actually release fluids felt so good. Pouring into his nose was the delightfully strong and rank smell of his fluids. His body was adding to that. Feral kept him musky, shielding him from water and keeping his sweat trapped in when he was wearing the symbiote as a suit. \n\nAll of that was coming to a head, quickly making him heated and eager to finally spill his load. Helping him with that was the portion of slime that was servicing his cock, wrapped around like a slick tube that Rocket was able to thrust into. He did just that, propelled by the sudden feeling of desperation that took hold of him. The tube around his cock was pumping the opposite direction and squeezing down on the throbbing shaft. In a short amount of time, Rocket felt himself getting close to his limit, humping all the harder in hopes of being able to truly cum this time. \n\n“Y-yeeeaaaahhhh....” Rocket yelled out when that rush came over him. He managed another thrust. Following it was a huge blast of cum that was splattering all over onto the wall in front of him, coating the flat surface in the dark colored and strong smelling seed. The sound of splattering everywhere was so prominent in Rocket’s flicking ears, and so were the raccoon’s own pants. Feeling the almighty rush of being able to release so much cum had him stuck in place. The sleeve around his cock was still stroking and teasing, keeping him in a state of climactic bliss. \n\nRocket was at least able to see himself painting the room with his cum, how thick the stuff was and the way it was spreading out to cover even more of the room. The seed itself was so thick, like an incredibly sticky paste, clinging to the surfaces it was reaching. Feral was moving him around, having him mark even more of the room, literally painting the room in the cum that was flowing from Rocket’s cock like piss. Through the incredible feeling, he was able to see and admire the sheer amount of cum he was letting loose all at once. \n\nThe pure pleasure and exhilaration and pleasure coursing through them, Feral and Rocket were moaning together, marking more and more of the empty room. For the raccoon it was just a means of finally draining his balls while Feral was making the place into a suitable room for fostering more of his potential offspring. Rocket was moaning and gushing his cum all over the place, marking every surface in his overly thick and reeking essence, power washing the walls and even the ceiling. Nothing was left untouched; not even himself when the cum came raining down from the ceiling. \n\nEven when it came to an end, Rocket still felt his balls pulsing. But it was different this time, his cock was starting to swell massively. Instead of something getting sucked or stuffed down into it, the thing keeping his balls so big was slinking its way out. It felt like he needed to cum all over again, but even as his cock pulsed, the slow moving thing was still crawling ahead. \n\nNeeding to get it out, Rocket started to mindlessly hump into the sleeve, watching the bulged part of his cock moving slowly towards the tip. It simply crawling along made Rocket feel like he was already cumming. Over and over again. \n\nFeral was helping his host out by massaging his body further, stroking at places such as his neck, chest, and even pushing some goo into Rocket’s ass, pushing in and finding the prostate. Giving it direct strokes was making the climaxes even stronger. In addition to humping madly, Rocket grunted as he started to push, gritting his teeth as he could feel the “thing” in his cock surging towards the tip finally. \n\nFinally his urethra was expanding and sliding its way out was a fully formed symbiote, the same kind as feral. The feeling of it coming out was enough to make Rocket’s eyes cross and his tongue loll out. He was shaking, his whole body going stiff as the creature was “birthed” from him, coming out in its prime stage; intelligent and recognizing the ones that brought them into being. Once the creature was out, another surge of cum came flying out after, spraying onto the ceiling from Rocket falling onto his back. It was cascading down like water from a fountain, coating everything around. \n\nFeral took a moment to just admire the symbiote that had been created. Like a Feral Jr. of sorts. He could already see the potential in them. This was the first step to spreading their kind as far as they could! Now that he was here, Feral felt it was time for him and his “son” to bond with each other. \n\nWithout warning they, one after the other, dived back into Rocket’s cock and slid their way down into his balls. They had gone back down to what could be considered a normal size but now they were back to being huge. This time Rocket was at the mercy of feeling them thrashing about inside of him, doing their form of mating with each other. All the while, Rocket was left lying on the floor, completely stuck in place. These feelings, he wasn’t sure a non-symbiote like him was meant to feel them. \n\nHis eyes rolling, teeth gnashing; Rocket was doing his best to endure as he felt the mating symbiotes rubbing their bodies against the sensitive walls of his sack, pushing against them, smearing some kind of substance that brought that heat back to him. It was so overwhelming yet intoxicating. The closest thing he could equate it to was being rimmed, feeling the slimy bodies grinding along his walls the same way a tongue would if it were in his ass. \n\nPrecum was getting shot out from his cock like a cannon, more getting let out as the pressure on his walls was increasing. Things for the symbiotes were heating up, them going faster and harder, using the bounty hunter’s sack as a playground while he was just enduring it all, unable to move a muscle while breathing in the thick scents around that brought him more excitement. His whole body was sticky precum and seed raining down on him, making him smell just as strongly. \n\nWatching his ball bouncing around, Rocket would especially react when a certain spot inside of his balls was run over, like a prostate. Them touching it repeatedly was getting him close to blowing another load. A few more of this had him crying out shooting out more cum but like before there was a balloon that was inflating, not letting a drop escape. \n\n“Oh, not again...” Rocket groaned. \n\nIn time Rocket started to get used to it, or as close to “used” as he could. It had been weeks and with the pair of symbiotes’ guidance, Rocket was finding more guys to fulfill their needs. Whether it was inviting guys to have fun or just snatching them up, Rocket was having his fun with them and then putting them in the room that was covered in cum. It was kept from rotting thanks to the symbiote essence infused into it. It would cover those that had been fucked by Rocket, them being held in place and used as more means of incubation. Once they were ready to give “birth” the guys were released again, ready to release more of their kind all over the universe. \n\nFeral and Feral Jr would have their fun with the collected guys and Rocket would get his cut when they would retreat back into his balls, channeling more strength and vitality into his body. Over that time Rocket became even taller, wider, and bulkier, becoming rougher in appearance with a greater sense of confidence than before. Now he was roaming about the ship that he made his own, walking about in the nude with his small yet prominent body, having thick large, firm legs, big pecs and abs, and a huge cock that was a 20 inch pole, having balls that were regularly the size of melons. \n\nRocket had landed and dropped off some guys that had their memories wiped of what they experienced, neither did they question the huge stomachs they were bearing, looking heavily pregnant. He was looking to find some more guys to have some direct fun with. He knew this place well enough and a street that was all about having a good time...\n\nIt didn’t take him much time to find a pair of bears that were offering their services for the night. Rocket paid them their owed credits, knowing that he would get them back soon enough, and he led them back to his ship. The two bears had already been entranced by his looks but Rocket kept himself close as he led, subtly releasing his pheromones, the scent of his dominant musky body, lacking a wash because of the symbiotes’ influence. It was so rich and pungent, making their mouths water and their own cocks hard. The pair of huge muscle gutted bears followed the raccoon like zombies to the ship and were further bombarded with the reeking scent of the cum-marked interior. \n\n“Let’s get this started,” Rocket said, wasting no time. He had the symbiotes cover his body up to his head, acting as a bodysuit that was retreating, revealing his unreal endowment, making the already interested bears go wide-eyed. The sight and smell being unleashed in full had them already on their knees. Without them saying a thing, they were pushing their muzzles to his huge balls and started to lick all over them, savoring their potency and the sweat clinging to them. Getting right into it, Rocket started to groan from the thick tongues that were sliding all over his fat orbs. \n\nObviously loving what they were given access to, the pair of big guys were moaning as they licked and sucked on the balls, working their mouths as much as they could, acting on their own desires. They just couldn’t help themselves, putting more effort into their actions, making the sack all the wetter with their saliva, receiving the strong flavors of his unwashed balls in return. Rocket just kept standing, letting them take it all in. After all, it was best that they get to enjoy themselves. \n\nStarting with his balls, their attention settled onto Rocket’s throbbing cock, leaking so much dark thick precum. There was no way they could resist that either. Together they started to sniff the erection that looked all too huge, even on the buff shortstack. Together they were running their tongues along the fat inches, having plenty to share. \n\nThe bears were getting a feel for the length that was presented to them. How fat and veiny it was, the strength of its throbs, and the amount of thick foreskin, the end of it hanging heavy from the precum leaking from it. They started to move their heads along the shaft, collecting all kinds of sweat, grime, and precum along the way, going from the base to the tip, where they would eagerly lick all over, doing their best to clean away the pre, having the taste shock their senses. Hearing Rocket’s groans fueled their lust and desire, keeping them doing as much as they could. \n\nFrom there they started to take turns sucking on the raccoon’s huge dick. One helped the other, pushing on the back of their head, forcing the one sucking to take the shaft down into their throat, even as they gagged and shook. The sight was so hot for Rocket; seeing how much the bears wanted him. That was good because they would wind up as a part of him anyways. \n\nHe watched as the bear started to bob his muzzle, doing his best to go back and forth, having his thick lips wrapped around the shaft, having his tongue pressed against the bulged underside. Feeling its pulses and drinking down the precum spurting directly from the tip, the sucking bear’s eyes were rolling as he repeatedly deep throated Rocket, making loud gulps that pulled the fluid down into his already big stomach. When he slid his mouth off, the other bear picked up where the first left off. \n\nWith assistance, he was taking Rocket’s dick into his lower throat and bobbing along, savoring the overwhelming tastes and smells, finding that he couldn’t stop once he started, panting heavily from the rush that was consuming him. They went back and forth like this. Handling it a bit easier each time, one bear would start worshiping Rocket’s balls while the other was stuffing the cock down their own throat. \n\n“Fuck, yeah. You’re a pair of hungry sluts, aren’t you?” Rocket asked them, to which they nodded right away, looking up at Rocket with needy eyes. He reached down and grabbed their heads, guiding them to start sucking on his cock from both sides. \n\nThe bears fell in line, running their tongues all over the left and right sides, going back and forth between the base and tip, repeatedly sliding their muzzles back and forth, getting further into as they drank in the raccoon’s grizzly smell that was growing stronger, having the taste cemented onto their palettes, never getting enough of the stuff. \n\nThis kept up until Rocket held their heads just in front of his cocktip, raising his voice as he started to release a large amount of cum onto the bear’s faces, showering them in the extra thick fluids that came straight from his balls, bathing them in the stuff. In response they were moaning and doing all that they could to catch the stuff in their mouths, marveling at the seed’s amount of force of ejection. When he finished shooting his loads, Rocket looked down at them with a satisfied grin, but he wasn’t done with them yet. \n\nRocket brought them to the room that was marked with cum. They were too dazed and lust drunk to ask any questions, especially when one of the bears was watching the other get fucked by Rocket. The dominant, studly raccoon had shoved his huge 15 inch cock into the bear’s ass, making the bigger male moan out in a slutty way. He made sure to keep thrusting most of his cock in, keeping it in the bear’s tight hold, powering his way through the snugness. \n\nWith Rocket’s cock grinding against his walls with no mercy, the bear couldn’t get a hold of himself, becoming a complete mess from the stroking of his walls and rolling over of his prostate. The thickness kept the stimulation intense; so did the throbs and spurts of warmth that could be felt from deep inside. And of course the smells of sex and cum were so heavy in the room, like a fog that was taken in with every breath. \n\nWatching all of this playing out, the waiting bear was just admiring the raccoon: how he was so much smaller and yet had so much strength, making his brother’s body rock hard with every thrust. He could feel the intensity of every one and couldn’t wait for his own turn. His hole was aching as he watched, also breathing in the strong aromas all around them. Watching Rocket work, he observed how strong the movements were, possibly enough to even outdo their huge forms. \n\n“Yeah...take it!” Rocket snarled, as he put more speed and power into it, making his body thrust into overdrive, his balls slapping into the bear with a series of meaty thumps. Spurting so much precum, having his cock slide back and forth with so ease, the pleasure was continual for both, their moans echoing throughout the otherwise empty room. Streaks of the excess were flying out from the bear’s stretched rim, adding to the already overly messy room. \n\nGetting to the point that he could no longer handle it, the bear raised his voice and started to cum all over himself, shooting his loads onto his own stomach. Feeling the squeezing of his hole, Rocket responded with harder pistons, biting his lip as he felt his limit approaching. Going for it full steam ahead, he pounded hard and made the final thrust that had his cock deep and his load pouring in with power, getting pumped into the bear’s guts, making his stomach feel all the hotter and heavier. Rocket could feel Feral trembling as he finished up cumming, the symbiote being excited from the bear getting all the bigger. \n\n“Hold on...” he whispered. \n\nNow it was the other bear’s turn. He was all too excited, welcomed with open arms by Rocket. Letting the bigger male act on his desires, Rocket was lying down in a pool of still-warm cum from weeks ago while the bear was quick to start riding his dicks, bouncing himself up and down, taking the length deep into his guts, feeling the satisfying ache of his deepest parts getting touched and stretched. The bear forced himself to take it, loving that bit of pain, slamming his large body down to the point that his huge ass was sitting on top of Rocket’s crotch. \n\n“That’s the stuff...” Rocket encouraged. “Show me how much you want it!” \n\nThis got the bear to really show his length, going faster, keeping his tailhole tight around the girth and the pleasure going. Being filled up like this...it was a feeling he couldn’t get enough of. Breathing in the dank odors around him and the pheromones still coming from Rocket, the bear was dumb for the short stud’s meat, riding it for all he was worth, letting himself go wild. This made the pleasure build up all the faster, coaxing plenty of the dense precum that were lubing his anal walls, making things all the better. \n\nWithout warning, the bounty hunter started to thrust in time with the bear’s bouncing, pushing his cock in and getting his cock to reach in much further. Even though the bear cried he managed to keep riding, clearly straining to handle the thrusts in time with his ass going up and down. For as large and strong as he was, Rocket was able to take control of the situation, really testing the heavy set ursine’s limits. He followed along with the bear for a bit, unleashing a sudden upwards thrust that made the other male gasp. \n\nRocket got the bear to put all that he could into it, while he was rocking his lower half with no signs of being tired at all. He was still going strong, his bulky body moving seamlessly, keeping the waves intense for them both. The bear impressed him actually, doing his best to keep up with the raccoon, even though it was clearly taking a lot out of him. \n\nStill trying his best, the bear was pushed into his orgasm, shaking and gasping as he started to cum, shooting his seed hands free, having it splatter down onto Rocket’s chest and pecs. Right away, Rocket could feel the added clenching of the bear’s hole and he picked up the slack, suddenly delivering a flurry of jabs with his cock, touching all the right spots along the way in such an easy manner. It overwhelmed the second bear even further but Rocket’s focus was on the rising feeling, gritting his teeth and groaning out as he started to unleash his seed into the bigger male’s depths, watching the ursine’s stomach was inflating from the amount being deposited into him. Coming down from their climaxes, the bear was completely spent while Rocket felt like they were just getting started. \n\n“Alright...now...!” Rocket said aloud. Upon his signal, the symbiotes acted, spreading out their tendrils to nab both bears. Using their added strength they gained from being with Rocket, they first pulled the bear from Rocket’s cock and the other that was still lying on the floor was pulled in as well. Enveloped by the slime in the same way the equine had been, the dazed ursines were starting to struggle but it was already too late for them. \n\nRocket’s body suit returned as the symbiotes pulled the bears in. More goo was siphoned to the raccoon’s cock, allowing to to expand and take in the first bear. Rocket grit his teeth, flexing his muscles as he felt the bear getting sucked in. Instead of feeling weird about this, he had been looking forward to the process and how it was going to feel to break down not one, but two huge cum-full bears at the same time! \n\nHe saw his cock expanding as the bear was pulled in. Grunting, Rocket had gained enough control to start pulling the bear in himself, loving the amazing feeling of the much bigger guy getting pulled in like. Like a snake swallowing up its prey, his cock was stretching out to fit the wide shoulders and from there it was much easier. The other bear was still binded and looking on with wide eyes as his brother was getting consumed, sliding in deeper as he struggled, going on until Rocket was able to lift his cock and let the trapped male slide down into his balls, the sack expanding and bouncing as the bear fell in. \n\nAs soon as that one was finished Rocket put his focus on the other, stuffing him in and grunted to have him pulled in, feeling the rush from head to toe. They were curling with every pull, his tail flicking as it got stronger the deeper the bear was in. Making it even better was the first struggling to free himself, thrashing and pressing against the walls. He couldn’t wait to get the other one in. Once enough of their body was in, Rocket lifted his stretched-wide shaft and let gravity do the right while pulling in, making his balls stretch out further to impossible proportions. It was practically a couch that he could sit on, the two struggling inside of his already gurgling spheres. \n\nThe two symbiotes stuffed themselves down Rocket’s cock, eager to work their magic. Rocket just started to stroke himself while the pair of bears began to struggle harder, doing their bodies to escape the hold they were in and the symbiotes that were starting to turn their large bodies into cum. Feeling all of this, the raccoon was just enjoying himself. \n\nThe bears were putting up a good fight too: using their strength to slam their bodies against the walls of his balls, making his sack swing to the left or right. They would press in opposite directions, stretching the skin out too, but it all felt good to Rocket. But the symbiotes would force them back into place, making the sack squeeze in on them. Their forms were visible, like a vacuum seal, showing how tightly they were packed into the musky prison, their bodies gradually losing their strength. Having two huge bears within at the same time, he could feel them moving against each other while trying to fight off the symbiotes that were liquefying their bodies. \n\n“Oh yeah, this feels good...” Rocket hissed. He started to stroke his furiously throbbing cock, feeling his sack swinging this way and that, stretching out but never letting the bears escape. He even started to hump his massively sized balls against the cum-slick floor, assisting in the process. All working together, the raccoon and symbiotes were breaking the pair down. \n\nAs best as they could, the bears were fighting and struggling, shoving their hands against the walls that would stretch back, pushing against them back. The clenches were getting stronger and happening faster. More of their bodies were becoming cum, making it harder for them to fight back. At the same time plenty of seed that was already there before was splashing into their mouths, its tar-thick consistency and pungent smell making it hard for them to think straight. With the pair of symbiotes teasing them, enveloping them, and licking against them, they were getting changed all the faster. \n\nThe gurgles and hisses were becoming all the louder! His balls drawing up and thumping back down onto the floor, seeing the pair shrinking more and more, their strength faltering against the unyielding balls. Rocket had gained a much greater appreciation of the loud and obscene noises that were coming from his package. His hand was slathered in the precum that was splattering out all over the place, becoming even darker and thicker than before. Grinding his clenching balls against the floor, he felt the dissolving further. Feeling the prey still squirming inside of him was such a satisfying feeling. With more force and happening faster, the balls were working on finally reducing the bears down into fuel for him and more symbiotes! \n\nKnowing that he was close, Rocket could feel that unique tell again: that buildup; like he was going to sneeze from his cock. But it was still building, even as his hand was pumping his cock mercilessly, his convulsing hard and churning together for several seconds straight. He knew it was over when everything went still and he was left with his balls still so incredibly full. He managed to not reach his climax yet but knew there would be more coming.\n\nIndeed, the symbiotes were releasing cells that got to work feeding on the essence available to them. The large amount of nutrients and Rocket’s own prowess were allowing them to grow faster than ever. Rocket started groaning again as he felt them growing inside of him, taking up more space within each ball, along with the fully grown symbiote that was fostering their growth. Together, Feral and Feral Jr were making sure things were perfect. There were bulges from the inside of his balls from one of them licking his walls, their long tongue making a clear outline as it slid along. The other was pumping itself up and down Rocket’s length, receiving pleasure of its own while slinking along the urethral walls. \n\nYet again Rocket was subjected to the feeling of the symbiotes using his groin in whatever way they saw fit, leaving him shaking and almost foaming at the mouth. He could his balls swinging about and bulging out from within but he knew it was because of them. More speed, going harder...they were ramping things up as the symbiotes were growing larger, taking up more space inside of him. His cum was collected in a balloon and pushed right back down, shoved back into the sack, using that to rotate the seed, making sure the developing ones were getting as much nutrients as they could. \n\nIt was all coming to a head. They were nearly complete! “S-shit!” Rocket hissed as he could really feel his balls going. He had cum so many times already but the seed hadn’t gone anywhere but this one would be different! Though he knew what was coming, Rocket wasn’t at all prepared for the actual feeling. From his pulsing cock came the first eruption of his cum, rocketing out like foam from a shaken up champagne bottle. It flew into the air, splattering onto the already filthy ceiling, but it kept going for several seconds, making an expanding puddle of cum so thick that it had yet to fall down. \n\nRocket’s heart was beating like crazy as the next one came, being another high powered deluge that had his mind almost going blank from how good it felt. This time he was painting a wall, launching a fat beam of sticky, musky seed. It was lasting much longer than before, to the point that the launched cum was flowing back towards him, soaking his feet and balls. He could feel how hot and thick the stuff was...\n\n\nHe could feel that there was more cum that needed to be released, but there was something blocking the way, surging upwards, making that portion of his cock bulge outwards. Knowing what to do, Rocket took rhythmic breaths. Already, it was apparent that these symbiotes were heftier than the ones that came before. Like before, there were tendrils lapping at his body, helping him relax so that the bulge could travel further, making his cocktip’s opening expand. He could see a dark brown colored blob gradually sliding out, making him shake as it popped out and fell onto the floor. There wasn’t time to dwell on the “birth” of this creature because there was another one right behind, following the path paved by the first. The bulge traveling felt so good, he gripped his cock and squeezed it, pumping behind to coax it further along, grunting and pushing to get it further along, reaching his tip and getting it to slide out from his cock’s opening, coming out smoothly and quickly.\n\nHappening right after was another massive surge that had Rocket stuck in place, completely unprepared for the next volley of seed that was spraying out from his cock. His balls were roiling as they were starting to deflate, expelling the excess with a greater amount of pressure before. His cock was shooting everywhere as he couldn’t keep his body still, marking the ceiling again along with the left, right, and back walls, giving them an entirely new coating. \n\nBut all Rocket could focus on were the downright aggressive throbs of his cock, it continually erupting with so much power behind it, being a solid continuing stream that just wouldn’t stop. It was rushing out of him like water, bringing with it an amazing euphoria that had him slumped on top of his inflated balls. \n\nSo he just watched as his cock kept spewing what had to be gallons of seed, having the room literally flooded with his musky spunk, turning into a gunky sauna that was making him sweat heavily at the same time. There were no signs of it stopping any soon and he couldn’t think...only feel. His body would spasm routinely, him grunting in time with them. \n\nFinally after what seemed like hours, Rocket’s stream of seed was dying off, tapering into a thinner leak. His balls were still much bigger than what was natural, but it was manageable for him. “Oh my... That was...” \n\n“We’re not done with you,” Feral’s voice caught Rocket’s attention. Joining him were the three other symbiotes, closing in on Rocket. They latched themselves onto him, using the bond to shift their form into bodies without having to envelope Rocket’s. The raccoon watched as four raccoon-shaped slimy forms were surrounding him. \n\n“Now it’s time for us to fully body, for us to become one!” Feral said. \n\nRocket didn’t have the strength to resist, not that he wanted to. For some reason it just felt...right. The next thing he knew, he was picked up and had a slimy, musky cock shoved down into his throat. They were eager, following after the first. Feral and Feral Jr moved in to stuff their cocks into his ass at the same time, their size making his stomach bulge out. And the last one was in front, pushing the end of their slime shaft into the opening of Rocket’s cock. \n\nThey all had a hole to penetrate and they were taking the chance to implant what was needed into Rocket, both inside and out. Instead of being pushed too far, Rocket was just taking everything that was given to him, having pleasure come from every end. He responded by clenching his hole down, running his tongue against the shaft that was pumping into his mouth, diving down his throat. Coming from him were muffled moans, being outdone by the collective pants from the symbiotes. \n\nThe loud sloppy noises of their cocks going in and out, the powerfully pungent aromas that were all around him, keeping his nose full of it. His bulging stomach was already feeling hot and a bit heavy from the fluids that were being released into him. All at the same time they were stretching out the passages they were using. He could feel the symbiotic slime dripping all over and inside of him, spreading out and taking hold in a new way. \n\nAll humping at the same time, the four symbiotes were speeding up, slamming all of their length down into Rocket’s throat, ass, and down his cock, making all of the holes bulge from their treatment becoming all the rougher. \n\nAnother muffled yelp of pleasure was forced from Rocket, feeling everything heating up, the spots within him being touched harder and more often. He was handling their size only thanks to how slimy and pliable their cocks were, holding firm even as they were now wildly bucking into him, leaving him to shake: rolling his eyes, drooling against the cock in his mouth, and curling his toes. As they all came in closer, the raccoon could feel their slime oozing onto his body, their musk becoming so strong that he was feeling lightheaded. \n\nThey kept it up, going fast and hard with no mercy, their slime covering more and more of his body. It was all of them together, at the same time, bonding themselves to Rocket in equal measures. \n\nAs he was getting covered, Rocket could feel his body getting bigger, his limbs expanding and claws extending. His body was morphing as a whole as the slime was permanently fusing itself to the raccoon’s fur and becoming his new skin. His back, shoulders, and chest were becoming all the bulkier, him gaining hard muscle mass that was already flexing as he shivered. \n\nThe pleasure of his body getting changed was felt all over; most prominently between his legs. He looked down to see that his cock was even larger than before, long enough to reach eye level and thicker than what his newly expanded hand was. It was a monstrous thing that he was already enamored with. Overly swollen veins were angrily bulging as precum was leaking from the tip in heavy amounts, his even weightier balls hanging low as he was kept aloft by the symbiotes. Even with his mouth blocked, he was able to hear the added deepness in his voice as well. \n\nThe next collective thrust from the symbiotes pushed him over the edge. He was shooting his cum against the length already stuffing his cock, splattering out all over them. They and the others kept thrusting in, keeping the feelings intense for Rocket, his holes clenching down on them, giving them more pleasure in return. \n\nIt was enough to make them reach their peaks as well, their equivalent of cum was being shot out; raw symbiotic essence pushing out from their phalluses, pouring into Rocket’s insides, marking him just as heavily on the inside, gunking up his interior to match the outside. For what felt like several minutes, they were dumping their essence into him while melding their bodies together, fusing as one and to Rocket, who was changing completely. First in body but now in mind, Rocket could feel a surge of new desires, that of himself and the symbiotes combining to make them a new being in a sense. Not just Rocket or any of them. Elements that came together to make a greater whole. \n\nStanding on his two feet, the fused raccoon looked at himself and grinned, showing his razor sharp row of teeth and long tongue that snaked out from it. Looking upon the completely messy room, he felt a surge of pride and desire to do even more. To collect bounties, units, and snatch up those who would make more symbiotes. These carnal desires...impulses. That’s what he became and was loving it. \n\n“Yes, now we are complete,” they said aloud with a surge of fulfillment. “We are Ravage!” \n\n"
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"writing": "The fluorescent lights of the maximum security prison constantly buzzed like angry wasps, when he first got here, it was a noise that gave him a headache. But by now he was used to it. That meant he was there for too long already... \n\nRocket Raccoon, stripped of his blasters and any other gadgets, sat on the edge of his bunk, meticulously working on a stolen metal spoon he'd been fashioning into a weapon. He’d been here for a few weeks now, sentenced to an absurdly long stretch for \"crimes against intergalactic decorum\" – mostly involving him either stealing or blowing up things.\n\nHe was in a lone cell, confined to those four walls, only let out when a guard came to unlock it. And all of the guards were giants, large bodied and thick-necked brutes who towered over Rocket. They kept things in order about the prison but also threw their weight around when they wanted to. Rocket’s small form made him an easy target, being shoved around when he wasn’t moving fast enough for their liking. For now, the raccoon had to suppress his anger towards them. He was still looking for a way to escape this place but until that time came he learned how to navigate the prison’s complex ecosystem. While the guards were able to push him around, Rocket made sure to establish his dominance among the other prisoners, quickly earning respect and making others shut up with just a glare. \n\n\nAll alone in the communal showers, Rocket had nothing to do except wash himself, his wet ears twitching repeatedly from the droning of water striking the flooring. He was more focused on his own thoughts anyway. No means of communication with the outside world, no allies within this place, and no solid escape plan… Just him and the already monotonous grind of prison life. \n\nHe just finished up, turning off the water but there was still a sound. A kind of hissing sound. But there wasn’t anyone else here with him. Listening closer, the hisses started to sound like whispers, incredibly faint ones. Almost like someone was calling for him. An uneasy feeling came over him and he instinctively reached for his self-made weapon but he was completely nude. So he looked around, first at the walls, then at the wet floor, his eyes landing on the rusted grate in the center. Something was...bubbling out of it. A viscous, black-ish goo, looking sticky yet slick. \n\nRocket edged away as the goo formed into a blob, twisting and writhing out from the grate, forming into a semblance of a face, two milky white eyes peering out from the inky depths. \n\n“Psst...you. Raccoon,” the goo hissed. “You wanna get out of this shithole? I’ll help you.” \n\nRocket froze, his mind suddenly facing. This...thing wanted to help? “W-who the hell are you? And why do you wanna help me?” he snapped. \n\n“Because, fuzzball. I’m stuck here like you. I’m a symbiote and I finally broke out of containment. I escaped but I need a host body to get outta here. They’re gonna notice I’m gone sooner than later and lock me up again, maybe even stuff me into a jar or some shit like that!” “\n\n“A symbiote, huh?” Rocket muttered, his fur starting to bristle. He heard things about them, the gist being that they’re more trouble than they’re worth. “You try to take me over and I’ll claw your eyes out, you hear me?!” \n\n“Shh! Keep your voice down! I don’t want to ‘take you over.’ I just need a ride, someone to bond myself to. We become partners, okay? Nobody’s forcing anybody. We help each other get out of here,” the symbiote explained with some slight annoyance in his voice. \n\nRocket started to consider it. Right now he was all on his own, trying to find a major weakness about this place to exploit but he was getting nowhere with that. This was unexpected. A wildcard. He had no one else that was coming to get him, no actual plan of action. Just a long sentence staring him in the face. This symbiote could be his own shot. \n\n“Fine,” Rocket grumbled. “But no funny business.” \n\n“Smart choice,” the symbiote slithered out from the grate towards Rocket, going up one of his legs. The creature started to spread itself out, going from an amorphous form to something like a spider web, sticking to the walls and ceiling. Tendrils wrapping around, having him by the arms and legs, lifting him up and keeping him suspended from the ground. “Whoa, hold on! What the hell are you doing now?!”\n\n“Relax, it's how the bonding process works. For me that is. I’m not your typical symbiote. That’s why they kept me contained. But don’t worry about any of that,” the creature said, being heard all over his now spread form. “It’s gonna feel real good for you though.” \n\n“W-wait, I don’t think-” Rocket’s words were cut by his own groan. He suddenly felt something warm and slippery stroking his balls. Peering down, they went wide at the sight of a pair of tendrils fondling his sack in an explorative way. \n\n“Jeez, this is..mmmf!” Again, his words weren’t able to fully come out. But this time it was because of another, thicker tendril. The end of it was shaped like the head of a cock, pushing its way past the raccoon’s lips, plunging into his mouth and throat. It was slick and warm, having a slightly bitter taste. Almost like cum but mixed with...something else. As the slime-cock was pumping its way through his throat, another came up and started to prod at the raccoon’s hole, smearing it with thick and warm slime that was making his rim tingle. It poked at the lubed hole a few more times before pushing its way in, making Rocket feel full in an instant. Rocket shuddered and moaned around the invading cock as they started thrusting into him. That taste was becoming more defined, along with the smell that was coming from the symbiote’s goo. It was a kind of alien musk that sent a rush through him. His holes loosened, allowing the slime to reach in further, his body felt all the more sensitive, and his shaft hardened to full mast in an instant. \n\n“Ooh! I can definitely work with this!” the symbiote cooed as he brought up another tendril, this one having an opening that was like a sleeve. That opening spread out, engulfing the raccoon’s cock, stretching around the shaft that looked out of place on the fit yet short halfworlder’s body. Rocket’s fat 8 inch cock stood out prominently, impossible to ignore for someone of his size, paired with balls the size of plums. \n\nSliding over every thick inch, the slime sleeve began to knead and suck on the sensitive flesh. On the inside there were many tongue-like appendages lashing the throbbing meat, providing even greater stimulation. Rocket’s eyes rolled back, drool leaking from the corners of his mouth, it still stretched wide around the cock stuffing itself into his throat. The tendrils were using his holes ruthlessly but its slimy texture brought nothing but pleasure. Pistoning into him and stroking his shaft with more speed as time passed, Rocket could feel shocks racing through him, building to a fever pitch. \n\nLetting out a muffled cry, Rocket bucked and thrashed as his climax crashed over him. Cum spurted from his cock and down the tendril’s sleeve. His balls were drawing up tight. Rocket continued to moan and shake, feeling his usual ten second orgasm still going and his balls still clenching against themselves, his cum being sucked right out. If it weren’t for the other tendrils holding him up, he would have collapsed from the mind blowing feeling. Rocket didn’t notice when the cocks and sleeve pulled off at first, being stuck in a daze until the symbiote spoke. \n\n“There, that did the trick,” they said with a satisfied purr. “Your cum was perfect. We’re even more compatible than I thought.” \n\n“W-what the fuck was all that about..?” Rocket asked weakly, feeling completely drained. \n\n“I needed your essence before I could bond with you. That’s how I work. But it was fun, right?” \n\nRocket scowled as he was still reeling. He heard chuckling as the symbiote was shrinking, slowly lowering him onto his feet. The goo that had spread out was all coming back together and spreading all over, overtaking his tired body. A groan came from the raccoon as he felt the slime sinking into his fur, touching to and slinking over his skin, more and more until it reached his head, completely enveloping his head and vision. \n\nHe must have passed out or something. He groaned and stood up, immediately noticing something. There was a mirror just past the shower area that he approached and looked at, letting out a gasp as he looked at himself. From head to toe he was enveloped in the symbiote, like a new layer of skin. He could see and feel the added height, increased muscle mass, and his boosted senses. That fatigue he felt earlier was completely gone. Confidence and vitality thrummed in his veins. \n\n“Damn, I feel...Fucking amazing!” Rocket said in awe. He was raring to test out this new form, itching to go. “Let’s bust outta this joint already.” \n\n“Yeah, that’s right!” Feral spoke directly in Rocket’s mind. Let’s go, ‘partner.’ We’re gonna fuck them all up!” \n\nAs if on cue, the guard outside shouted, \"Hurry it up, Raccoon! You've been in there too long!\"\n\n“Coming!” Rocket called back. This time he was looking forward to coming face to face with them. He didn’t bother grabbing a towel, walking right out of the shower. The huge canine guard turned to see Rocket’s approach, being ready to escort him back to his cell. But his eyes went wide when he saw the symbiote-covered raccoon. \n\n“That’s the- It’s breached containment!” \n\nRocket didn’t let the guard finish or give him the time to reach for his communicator. Still so much smaller than the hulking authority figure, Rocket lunged and knocked him off his feet. Right after, the symbiote’s tendrils snaked out, grabbing the guard by the neck, pulling him in. \n\n“Please! Don’t kill me!” the guard pleaded. \n\n“Oh, I’m not gonna fight you,” Rocket purred, a wicked grin showing his much larger and sharper teeth. “I’m gonna fuck you up. Literally.”\n\nA powerful, musky pheromone was wafting from Rocket’s body, causing the guard to stop panicking when he inhaled it. Instead he relaxed entirely and started to shudder. Rocket had just gotten himself clean and yet coming from him was a strong aroma – Rocket’s own musk paired with something that came from Feral, not just boosting his natural smell but turning into something new. Its effects were making the guard pant heavily, his expression going from fear to one of desperation. His pants were tented, making his arousal obvious. \n\nActing on Rocket’s desires, Feral stripped away the guard’s clothing, exposing more and more of their body. The raccoon’s gaze fell on the guard’s ass, being large like the rest of him. \n\n“Mmm, I’ve always had a thing for huge guys…” Rocket smirked as he jumped up and latched to the canine’s backside.\n\n“What’s going on here!” Another guard, this one being a hog had run in, hearing the shouts of his fellow guard in the distance. \n\nLike the first, he wasn’t given the chance to properly react, not when he was pulled in and suddenly got his face stuffed into Rocket’s ass. Stuck in place by the goo keeping him in place, the other guard has nose pressed right against Rocket’s rim, getting a full whiff of the unique mixed musk. It’s strength struck their senses right away, rendering him completely powerless to fight back, not that he wanted to anymore. His mind was going blank, falling deeper into a trance of need from just inhaling the raw scent coming from Rocket/Feral combo. \n\nCompletely forgetting about anything else, the hog willingly pressed his face deeper into the musky ass, his nostrils flaring against the rim itself. Pure lust was the only thing he could feel. Acting instead of thinking, the guard slid his tongue over the rim, humming from the unique taste that clung to his taste buds, being just as addictive as the smell. Rocket groaned as he felt the licks. The guard was really getting in there, reduced to a needy slut that was eagerly going at it. Even with the symbiote covering his body, he could feel the tongue running over his tailhole and it felt even better than usual. \n\n“W-whoa... I can get used to this!” Rocket said with a grin and snicker. He was enjoying this more and more, getting rimmed and pressing his hard cock in between the canine guard’s fat asscheeks. That’s when he noticed how much bigger his length had gotten, increasing about two inches in length and widening further. The strength of its pulses made him grunt. Everything about him was amplified: his strength, senses, desire for revenge, and that carnal need to sate himself. His balls, previously milked dry, were also bigger and feeling heavy from the amount of seed in them. \n\nGazing upon his new dick, Rocket ground it between the fat cheeks, watching as a heavy amount of precum was already coming out from his tip, quickly making a mess of the dog’s fur. Receiving pleasure from both ends, Rocket’s confidence was growing and so was the pleasure; the tongue just licking outside of his rim was finally pushing its way in, digging its way into Rocket’s musky ass, savoring every bit of the flavor and smell he could get. The tunnel clenched around him but he kept digging, making Rocket grunt all the harder. \n\nWhile the guard behind him was making things heat up, Rocket felt it was finally time to really test out this new form. He eased his body up a bit, just enough so that he could press his cock in between the fat cheeks, shoving his way past the hole. It was so easy. Whether that was because of his greater strength or the amount of slimy precum he had released so far, Rocket didn’t really care. Instead he focused on the tightness, and the musky smell of his own fluids that was rising into the air, making his own nostrils flare. He felt a rush from it and the urge to fuck took hold. \n\n“Rrrgh! Fuck!” Rocket yelled but he could hear another voice speaking at the same time. It was Feral, experiencing the same kind of pleasure. They were doing it together. With the raccoon’s body and the symbiote’s enhancements, they were already fucking the canine guard hard, making him cry out from his ass getting stuffed full; touched deeper than he ever had been and also stretched further. Some goo had stretched ahead to cover the guard’s mouth; they didn’t want to draw in any more attention...for now at least. \n\nThe canine’s eyes were rolling and his body was shaking as he was getting fucked hard right from the start. His own cock was fully hard and leaking heavily. His hands planted to the floor, he felt himself being rocked back and forth in time with every strong pump. Even though this was something forced upon him, he couldn’t help but want more. He looked back to see the raccoon sneering at him with a long fanged grin. It made his heart beat all the harder. Having to do...something, he started to rock his body in the opposite direction, getting the cock to reach deeper and clenching his hole all the harder.\n\n“Oh yeah!” Rocket snarled, feeling the tongue in his ass going in further still, thrashing against his walls all the harder. The tongue was just going wherever it could. Just wanting more, the hog was panting and drooling against the raccoon’s ass. There was nothing else that could focus on, Rocket was all that he could think of. All he could smell, taste, and feel. He stayed close as the raccoon rocked his body all the faster and harder, keeping up rimming and adding to the sensations by touching the prostate repeatedly. \n\n“Take it! All of it!” Rocket said as he managed another hard push that had his swelling cock reach the very end of the canine’s ass. It throbbed intensely, shooting huge blasts of his seed into the other male’s center, flooding his passage and guts with seed that flowed out with so much power and at such a high volume. It made him cum as well, shooting ropes onto his own belly. Even the other guard behind them, just licking Rocket’s ass, was pushed into a sudden climax that had him shaking uncontrollably. \n\n“Too bad I can’t stick around and really break you fucks in,” Rocket grunted as he pulled down, observing the amount of cum was bubbling and oozing from the stretched hole, also feeling the tongue slipping from his own wet and winking ass. \n\n\n\nHe didn’t waste much time on escaping. Making use of Feral’s abilities, Rocket climbed up and clung to walls, sneaking his way past other guards or knocking out those he couldn’t sneak past. As much as he wanted to make them all pay, it was better to just get out of here. Even with the new power he had, having the place put on lockdown would make escape all the harder, if not impossible... \n\nKnocking out another guard, Rocket snatched their ID card and scanned it to get outside. Seeing the light of the outside world made his heart flutter and he could feel Feral’s excitement at the same time. They were nearly free, but not out of the woods yet. \n\n“There, Rocket!” \n\nHearing the symbiote’s voice in his head, Rocket looked over to see a ship with another guard standing in front. The guard’s back was turned as he held a clipboard, scribbling some things down. \n\n“Almost home free!” \n\nThe guard heard a thump behind him and turned around, only to have his mouth covered with goo. Rocket saw the shocked look on the guard’s face and chuckled, intending to knock the equine out like the others, but Feral decided to make his own move. \n\n“We can use this one,” Feral said as he was using his sticky limbs to subdue and pull this guard in. This one was especially large, a towering musclegut stallion who’s clothes fit tight to his body, looking ready to rip them apart entirely. He struggled against the goo but Feral just added more and more, completely overwhelming the equine.\n\nRocket was standing there as the struggling guard was pulled towards him. He felt a rush of activity around his cock, symbiotic goo coating his cock multiple times over, making it appear to be growing longer and longer. The end of it was opening up, leaking copious amounts of fluids that were a mix of his own precum and slime. And he watched as the equine’s head was pulled into the end of the slime phallus. Slowly the struggling guard was getting engulfed, the slime stretching out all the wider to keep him covered. \n\n“W-what the fuck are you doing?” Rocket asked, not knowing how to feel about this. It looked like his cock had become a snake that was slowly devouring the guard and at the same time he was feeling tingles that were growing stronger. It was a unique feeling he never experienced before, coming from the inside instead of out like if he was being stroked or fucking someone. \n\n“Just relax, Rocket,” Feral soothed him. “This is perfectly natural. For me, at least. It's another requirement that makes me so...unique.” \n\nRocket was going to say something but that was cut short by his actual cock spreading wider to swallow up the horse’s head and then shoulders. He couldn’t believe that his dick wasn’t getting obliterated from the inside-out, nor was he prepared for how good it felt! It seemed that with the help of the symbiote, his cock was able to stretch out and take in the huge male. Increasing as the horse sunk in further, Rocket was shaking from the pleasure washing over him so suddenly. About half of the huge muscle gutted horse was down his dick. Feeling him squirm and thrash against his urethral walls. It felt so good that Rocket felt the urge to cum but the horse was blocking the way, about halfway down his throbbing stretched out shaft. \n\n“Just a bit more...” Feral assured his host. The cock was lifted to a horizontal position. With most of the horse’s body in his cock, gravity and the amount of fluids lubricating the urethra was making the huge 300 pound man slide right down, his body making the cock bulge out to proportions that shouldn’t have been possible. Rocket’s balls stretched out massively as the horse’s head first entered, followed by his shoulders. His cock and balls expanded to impossible levels, Rocket watched as the equine’s legs and then feet were getting swallowed up as well. Feral lifted the cock horizontally, using gravity. The guard easily started to slide down as if he was in an elevator. The horse dropped into the now humongous balls, finding himself trapped within a hot, cramped, intensely musky chamber, his whole body getting coated in the raccoon’s fluids. \n\n“Come on!” Feral urged. Rocket was still reeling from what he just experienced. It was Feral making him walk and move. The ship was locked by more symbiotic goo forced itself into the door’s lock, fiddling around until the door was opened, allowing them entry. Rocket was able to move without issue, even with his huge balls dragging behind him. The symbiote slime covering them protected them from damage. But pleasure was still racking him with every step. While groaning aloud he managed to get into the ship’s cockpit, checking the dash and starting up the systems. \n\n“O-okay. Time to kiss this place...mmrph! K-kiss this place the fuck goodbye!” Rocket managed to get out as he set the ship to take off. Strapping himself into the seat, he sat back and finally looked down at his absolutely huge balls that were sitting on the floor beneath him, each sphere the size of a medicine ball. \n\n“H-how is this possible?” Rocket asked aloud. \n\n“That’s all thanks to me,” Feral asked. “This is what my kind of symbiote does. And I was right. You and I are a perfect match! We’re gonna use this guard to really bond!” The symbiote sounded really excited while Rocket was trying his best to ponder on Feral’s words. Were they not fully bonded together yet? \n\n“Just get this ship in the air. Take us anywhere, I don’t care! All I need you to do is sit back and let me do my thing... Oh, it’s been so long!” Feral said with a lecherous tone of voice. \n\nRocket didn’t know what to expect so he indeed sat back while Feral was starting to slink from him, revealing his usual brown fur beneath, the added height and muscles disappearing. He was back to his usual self, before he met Feral. He looked down at his balls, seeing that they were still huge and overly expanded when the slime was removed. But there was no pain! \n\n“Our pairing has already changed you greatly,” Feral said, sounding very excited. Peeling itself away seamlessly, the symbiote centered itself to Rocket’s cock, slinking to the end of his erection. Rocket’s whole body then seized, his toes curling and tongue rolling out from his mouth as the slimy creature started to stuff itself into his cock, making it bulge out. Like before there was no pain but a sudden jolt that had him stuck in place. The ship’s autopilot was managing the take off so Rocket didn’t need to worry about that, not that he could think straight to man the controls. \n\nFeral was shivering himself as he started to push his body down his host’s cock. The tightness, heat, and texture of the urethral walls...it all felt so good for him as well. Once he got a good portion of his slimy body inside, the symbiote shoved his body down Rocket’s dick, hearing his host’s moans. Moaning out as well, the symbiote dived himself down even further, making his way through the shaft, reaching the raccoon’s huge balls and the guard that was still struggling to escape. It was all perfect: his compatibility with Rocket and this guard’s own size and strength. All the right elements to truly start the bonding process and fulfill the desires that came natural to his specific species of symbiote...\n\n“Holy...f-fuuuckk!” Rocket yelled out. Overtaking him was a rush like no other, coming from his balls and radiating out to the rest of his body. His whole body spasmed and he looked down to see his sack squeezing in on itself, contracting and expanding. Rocket could see the shapes of the equine’s head or his hands as he was struggling. What he couldn’t see was Feral working his “magic” on the captured guard, using the equine’s strength and size to fully reform Rocket’s balls. His goal was to turn them into the perfect incubation chamber for his offspring. \n\nThe symbiote’s goo was spread all throughout the balls’ inner lining, being responsible for their odd new movements. Like a stomach, he was gradually starting to break down the huge guard. The struggling equine still wasn’t fully aware of what was going on, he just continued to resist and try to escape, pressing his hands against the slick walls, unable to find purchase, never getting a grip. \n\nFrom the outside, Rocket was at least able to grab the ship’s controls and steer as they were breaking from the prison station’s atmosphere. But it took a shit ton of focus. His cock was iron hard and leaking so much precum onto the floor, its smell being much stronger than what it was before and was gaining further strength from there. He would glance down and see the way his balls were squeezing down on the guard, the shape of their face showing. It was honestly disturbing...but Rocket’s focus was more on how good it felt. \n\nThe guard didn’t realize that all of his struggling was making the digestion process faster. Releasing something like stomach acid, Feral was breaking the guard down into something like cum. It was meant to mix with all of the seed that was already in Rocket’s balls, making a permanent change that would make the process easier from now on. This could be seen by Rocket; the precum leaking from his cock was coming out in bigger amounts, the consistency getting thicker, and in a darker color. \n\nRocket just couldn’t help but reach a hand down to start stroking his cock as he felt his balls working on the guard, feeling the struggles getting weaker while the amount of fluids was increasing, making a real mess of the floor beneath him. He basked in it all and then shouted from the sensation that racked him. \n\nFeral was going into overdrive. This guard was perfect in a sense that two things could be done with him. The process of changing Rocket’s cum had been done enough. Now he was going to use the rest of the equine’s form to create his first offspring! \n\nHe slid back up Rocket’s cock, making the portion he was in bulge out until the opening was widening, allowing him to slink out as smoothly as the changed precum had. “Nearly done now,” Feral said. “Hehe. You’re gonna love this part! Where are we going, by the way?”\n\n“Still figuring that out,” Rocket panted, having a moment of relief from the unending sensations. “We can find a rest station. Just one pretty far away.” \n\n“Perfect, that gives me plenty of time!” Feral said as he started to envelope Rocket’s cock again but it was different than last time. The majority of the symbiote remained at his tip, being a heavy blob that weighed the raccoon’s cock down. Before Rocket could ask what he was going to do now, his whole body shook from the jolt that came. \n\nThe symbiote started to hump himself into Rocket’s cock, sliding his gooey body against the walls of the escaped prisoner’s urethra, seemingly gaining just as much enjoyment from this. Gliding smoothly up and down, feeling more precum surging up. He used that as well, using the newly changed essence to enrich himself. This was even better than he expected! \n\nWithin the ship’s cockpit was a moaning and squirming raccoon, the strong rank smell of his changed precum that was all over the floor, and the squishy sounds of the slimy being pumping itself in and out of Rocket’s dick, using it the same way Rocket would have been fucking a fleshlight. Rocket could feel something happening at the same time, as if Feral was releasing precum that was going down his cock, a fluid that was warming up his groin, making his cock pulse all the harder. \n\nThe symbiote’s cock fucking continued, speeding up and becoming stronger, stuffing its way down and up, releasing more fluids that fell into Rocket’s balls, making them churn up all the harder, the essence mixing with everything that was already inside of the expanded spheres. How long had it gone on, Rocket had no idea. He had been panting and groaning the whole time. But it got to a point that he felt the need to cum. As his cock swelled and started to push all of those fluids upwards, Feral was seemingly pushed out. \n\nBut he clung firmly, his body expanding outwards like a balloon keeping all of the cum that was getting pumped out inside of him. Rocket watched it all with awe through the intensity of his orgasm. He observed Feral expanding all the further out like the end of a condom. It allowed the raccoon to see how much he could cum now. The moment he stopped shooting his load, Feral started shrinking. Also like a balloon, this deflation was pushing the fluids out, stuffing it all back down the cock it came from, pouring it all back into Rocket’s balls. \n\nGripping the sides of the seat he was in, Rocket couldn’t form words from the feeling. His cock was swelling out all the further from the fluid flowing into it, his balls regaining their size, if not becoming even bigger. All of the cum was pushed back down and Feral followed, diving back down into the huge sack and he got right to work. \n\nIt just wouldn’t end. Feral was going after what remained of the equine, seemingly wrestling them like a snake. Rocket could feel and see the equine trying to escape, pushing against the walls of his sack, rubbing and thrashing his gooey body against them. More shocks and waves were traveling through him, more intense than anything he had ever felt in his life. Rocket just wanted more, no longer being fazed by the muffled shouts he was hearing or the desperation in the struggles. With Feral wrangling the equine and his balls squeezing on themselves to further digest them, Rocket felt ready to cum all over again. When he reached that point, there was another balloon coming out, filling up and stuffing itself back down. \n\nThis happened over and over again, leaving Rocket stuck in place, clawing up the armrests. Hearing the muffled groans growing quieter, the gurgles becoming louder, and the struggles weakening...Rocket was starting to feel some relief from the unrelenting sensations. After about another minute it came to an end with a sort of “gulp” sound, his balls bouncing as they settled. \n\n“Here’s your cut,” Feral then said, making Rocket perk up. \n\nThe raccoon then felt a surge all throughout his body. Different from what came before, he felt a strength traveling through his veins. He didn’t notice it at first, awestruck from the feeling, but his eyes fell on his own arm that was gaining some bulk. So was the rest of him. His arms, legs, chest, and everything else was gaining muscle. His already good figure was getting enhanced; his abs becoming more defined, shoulders widening, a set of pecs, more height, thicker thighs, his cock gaining two more inches and more girth, and a newfound sense of strength coursing through him. Spread equally through his body, Rocket was given more strength and endowment, making him even more of a small-statured stud. \n\n“That’s what I’m talking about!” Rocket said as he looked at himself. It wasn’t a huge change, but it was a hell of a start. He already felt stronger, able to handle the weight of his balls, which were still oversized and churning, but now it was because of Feral, still working on “something” within his sack. While taking in the changes of his body, Rocket also noticed his own stronger scent. He had done a lot of sweating during that experience but he could also pick up the traces of something different. Maybe it came from that equine..?\n\nFeral worked on incubating his offspring, using the raccoon’s balls as the perfect place to grow a new symbiote of his kind. Using everything available to him: Rocket’s compatibility and the horse’s natural size and prowess, he ejected a “cell” that started to feed on the changed cum that was produced within the raccoon’s balls, rich in all the proteins and nutrients that it would need, already growing up fast. \n\nOver the next few days, Rocket was subjected to more of these cock fuckings. Feral made sure the cum was rotated, pumping himself in and out, making the raccoon shoot his loads and holding them just long enough until new cum filled up the balls. Then he would dump the old stuff back in, mixing them together for himself and his growing offspring. By then Rocket had found a place to park the ship, laying low inside of it. He couldn’t manage interactions with others as Feral work make his balls churn or start fucking his cock whenever he felt like it. \n\nHis balls had also been inflating from the cum cycling, becoming bigger not just from the seed being recycled but because of what was growing and developing inside of him. It got to a point where his balls were touching the floor. He had the strength to still manage but he was wondering what was going on, just what was Feral cultivating? \n\nThat answer came one day when he was hit with a powerful urge to cum. He looked down at the balls, so big that he could sit on them, their veins expanded and pulsating. \n\n“It’s time,” Feral said. Rocket could feel the symbiote enveloping him and then guiding him to the back of the ship, to the room that hadn’t been used for anything. Rocket was panting from the urge that wouldn’t leave him, like he was going to sneeze, but centered at his groin. \n\nRocket could feel the symbiote’s slime rubbing his entire body tenderly, his huge balls included, making them churn even more. It was like a million tongues licking him all at the same time, bringing him pleasure and warmth. Precum was already shooting out from his cock, splattering onto the floor of the room, reaching far ahead because of the force. Being able to actually release fluids felt so good. Pouring into his nose was the delightfully strong and rank smell of his fluids. His body was adding to that. Feral kept him musky, shielding him from water and keeping his sweat trapped in when he was wearing the symbiote as a suit. \n\nAll of that was coming to a head, quickly making him heated and eager to finally spill his load. Helping him with that was the portion of slime that was servicing his cock, wrapped around like a slick tube that Rocket was able to thrust into. He did just that, propelled by the sudden feeling of desperation that took hold of him. The tube around his cock was pumping the opposite direction and squeezing down on the throbbing shaft. In a short amount of time, Rocket felt himself getting close to his limit, humping all the harder in hopes of being able to truly cum this time. \n\n“Y-yeeeaaaahhhh....” Rocket yelled out when that rush came over him. He managed another thrust. Following it was a huge blast of cum that was splattering all over onto the wall in front of him, coating the flat surface in the dark colored and strong smelling seed. The sound of splattering everywhere was so prominent in Rocket’s flicking ears, and so were the raccoon’s own pants. Feeling the almighty rush of being able to release so much cum had him stuck in place. The sleeve around his cock was still stroking and teasing, keeping him in a state of climactic bliss. \n\nRocket was at least able to see himself painting the room with his cum, how thick the stuff was and the way it was spreading out to cover even more of the room. The seed itself was so thick, like an incredibly sticky paste, clinging to the surfaces it was reaching. Feral was moving him around, having him mark even more of the room, literally painting the room in the cum that was flowing from Rocket’s cock like piss. Through the incredible feeling, he was able to see and admire the sheer amount of cum he was letting loose all at once. \n\nThe pure pleasure and exhilaration and pleasure coursing through them, Feral and Rocket were moaning together, marking more and more of the empty room. For the raccoon it was just a means of finally draining his balls while Feral was making the place into a suitable room for fostering more of his potential offspring. Rocket was moaning and gushing his cum all over the place, marking every surface in his overly thick and reeking essence, power washing the walls and even the ceiling. Nothing was left untouched; not even himself when the cum came raining down from the ceiling. \n\nEven when it came to an end, Rocket still felt his balls pulsing. But it was different this time, his cock was starting to swell massively. Instead of something getting sucked or stuffed down into it, the thing keeping his balls so big was slinking its way out. It felt like he needed to cum all over again, but even as his cock pulsed, the slow moving thing was still crawling ahead. \n\nNeeding to get it out, Rocket started to mindlessly hump into the sleeve, watching the bulged part of his cock moving slowly towards the tip. It simply crawling along made Rocket feel like he was already cumming. Over and over again. \n\nFeral was helping his host out by massaging his body further, stroking at places such as his neck, chest, and even pushing some goo into Rocket’s ass, pushing in and finding the prostate. Giving it direct strokes was making the climaxes even stronger. In addition to humping madly, Rocket grunted as he started to push, gritting his teeth as he could feel the “thing” in his cock surging towards the tip finally. \n\nFinally his urethra was expanding and sliding its way out was a fully formed symbiote, the same kind as feral. The feeling of it coming out was enough to make Rocket’s eyes cross and his tongue loll out. He was shaking, his whole body going stiff as the creature was “birthed” from him, coming out in its prime stage; intelligent and recognizing the ones that brought them into being. Once the creature was out, another surge of cum came flying out after, spraying onto the ceiling from Rocket falling onto his back. It was cascading down like water from a fountain, coating everything around. \n\nFeral took a moment to just admire the symbiote that had been created. Like a Feral Jr. of sorts. He could already see the potential in them. This was the first step to spreading their kind as far as they could! Now that he was here, Feral felt it was time for him and his “son” to bond with each other. \n\nWithout warning they, one after the other, dived back into Rocket’s cock and slid their way down into his balls. They had gone back down to what could be considered a normal size but now they were back to being huge. This time Rocket was at the mercy of feeling them thrashing about inside of him, doing their form of mating with each other. All the while, Rocket was left lying on the floor, completely stuck in place. These feelings, he wasn’t sure a non-symbiote like him was meant to feel them. \n\nHis eyes rolling, teeth gnashing; Rocket was doing his best to endure as he felt the mating symbiotes rubbing their bodies against the sensitive walls of his sack, pushing against them, smearing some kind of substance that brought that heat back to him. It was so overwhelming yet intoxicating. The closest thing he could equate it to was being rimmed, feeling the slimy bodies grinding along his walls the same way a tongue would if it were in his ass. \n\nPrecum was getting shot out from his cock like a cannon, more getting let out as the pressure on his walls was increasing. Things for the symbiotes were heating up, them going faster and harder, using the bounty hunter’s sack as a playground while he was just enduring it all, unable to move a muscle while breathing in the thick scents around that brought him more excitement. His whole body was sticky precum and seed raining down on him, making him smell just as strongly. \n\nWatching his ball bouncing around, Rocket would especially react when a certain spot inside of his balls was run over, like a prostate. Them touching it repeatedly was getting him close to blowing another load. A few more of this had him crying out shooting out more cum but like before there was a balloon that was inflating, not letting a drop escape. \n\n“Oh, not again...” Rocket groaned. \n\nIn time Rocket started to get used to it, or as close to “used” as he could. It had been weeks and with the pair of symbiotes’ guidance, Rocket was finding more guys to fulfill their needs. Whether it was inviting guys to have fun or just snatching them up, Rocket was having his fun with them and then putting them in the room that was covered in cum. It was kept from rotting thanks to the symbiote essence infused into it. It would cover those that had been fucked by Rocket, them being held in place and used as more means of incubation. Once they were ready to give “birth” the guys were released again, ready to release more of their kind all over the universe. \n\nFeral and Feral Jr would have their fun with the collected guys and Rocket would get his cut when they would retreat back into his balls, channeling more strength and vitality into his body. Over that time Rocket became even taller, wider, and bulkier, becoming rougher in appearance with a greater sense of confidence than before. Now he was roaming about the ship that he made his own, walking about in the nude with his small yet prominent body, having thick large, firm legs, big pecs and abs, and a huge cock that was a 20 inch pole, having balls that were regularly the size of melons. \n\nRocket had landed and dropped off some guys that had their memories wiped of what they experienced, neither did they question the huge stomachs they were bearing, looking heavily pregnant. He was looking to find some more guys to have some direct fun with. He knew this place well enough and a street that was all about having a good time...\n\nIt didn’t take him much time to find a pair of bears that were offering their services for the night. Rocket paid them their owed credits, knowing that he would get them back soon enough, and he led them back to his ship. The two bears had already been entranced by his looks but Rocket kept himself close as he led, subtly releasing his pheromones, the scent of his dominant musky body, lacking a wash because of the symbiotes’ influence. It was so rich and pungent, making their mouths water and their own cocks hard. The pair of huge muscle gutted bears followed the raccoon like zombies to the ship and were further bombarded with the reeking scent of the cum-marked interior. \n\n“Let’s get this started,” Rocket said, wasting no time. He had the symbiotes cover his body up to his head, acting as a bodysuit that was retreating, revealing his unreal endowment, making the already interested bears go wide-eyed. The sight and smell being unleashed in full had them already on their knees. Without them saying a thing, they were pushing their muzzles to his huge balls and started to lick all over them, savoring their potency and the sweat clinging to them. Getting right into it, Rocket started to groan from the thick tongues that were sliding all over his fat orbs. \n\nObviously loving what they were given access to, the pair of big guys were moaning as they licked and sucked on the balls, working their mouths as much as they could, acting on their own desires. They just couldn’t help themselves, putting more effort into their actions, making the sack all the wetter with their saliva, receiving the strong flavors of his unwashed balls in return. Rocket just kept standing, letting them take it all in. After all, it was best that they get to enjoy themselves. \n\nStarting with his balls, their attention settled onto Rocket’s throbbing cock, leaking so much dark thick precum. There was no way they could resist that either. Together they started to sniff the erection that looked all too huge, even on the buff shortstack. Together they were running their tongues along the fat inches, having plenty to share. \n\nThe bears were getting a feel for the length that was presented to them. How fat and veiny it was, the strength of its throbs, and the amount of thick foreskin, the end of it hanging heavy from the precum leaking from it. They started to move their heads along the shaft, collecting all kinds of sweat, grime, and precum along the way, going from the base to the tip, where they would eagerly lick all over, doing their best to clean away the pre, having the taste shock their senses. Hearing Rocket’s groans fueled their lust and desire, keeping them doing as much as they could. \n\nFrom there they started to take turns sucking on the raccoon’s huge dick. One helped the other, pushing on the back of their head, forcing the one sucking to take the shaft down into their throat, even as they gagged and shook. The sight was so hot for Rocket; seeing how much the bears wanted him. That was good because they would wind up as a part of him anyways. \n\nHe watched as the bear started to bob his muzzle, doing his best to go back and forth, having his thick lips wrapped around the shaft, having his tongue pressed against the bulged underside. Feeling its pulses and drinking down the precum spurting directly from the tip, the sucking bear’s eyes were rolling as he repeatedly deep throated Rocket, making loud gulps that pulled the fluid down into his already big stomach. When he slid his mouth off, the other bear picked up where the first left off. \n\nWith assistance, he was taking Rocket’s dick into his lower throat and bobbing along, savoring the overwhelming tastes and smells, finding that he couldn’t stop once he started, panting heavily from the rush that was consuming him. They went back and forth like this. Handling it a bit easier each time, one bear would start worshiping Rocket’s balls while the other was stuffing the cock down their own throat. \n\n“Fuck, yeah. You’re a pair of hungry sluts, aren’t you?” Rocket asked them, to which they nodded right away, looking up at Rocket with needy eyes. He reached down and grabbed their heads, guiding them to start sucking on his cock from both sides. \n\nThe bears fell in line, running their tongues all over the left and right sides, going back and forth between the base and tip, repeatedly sliding their muzzles back and forth, getting further into as they drank in the raccoon’s grizzly smell that was growing stronger, having the taste cemented onto their palettes, never getting enough of the stuff. \n\nThis kept up until Rocket held their heads just in front of his cocktip, raising his voice as he started to release a large amount of cum onto the bear’s faces, showering them in the extra thick fluids that came straight from his balls, bathing them in the stuff. In response they were moaning and doing all that they could to catch the stuff in their mouths, marveling at the seed’s amount of force of ejection. When he finished shooting his loads, Rocket looked down at them with a satisfied grin, but he wasn’t done with them yet. \n\nRocket brought them to the room that was marked with cum. They were too dazed and lust drunk to ask any questions, especially when one of the bears was watching the other get fucked by Rocket. The dominant, studly raccoon had shoved his huge 15 inch cock into the bear’s ass, making the bigger male moan out in a slutty way. He made sure to keep thrusting most of his cock in, keeping it in the bear’s tight hold, powering his way through the snugness. \n\nWith Rocket’s cock grinding against his walls with no mercy, the bear couldn’t get a hold of himself, becoming a complete mess from the stroking of his walls and rolling over of his prostate. The thickness kept the stimulation intense; so did the throbs and spurts of warmth that could be felt from deep inside. And of course the smells of sex and cum were so heavy in the room, like a fog that was taken in with every breath. \n\nWatching all of this playing out, the waiting bear was just admiring the raccoon: how he was so much smaller and yet had so much strength, making his brother’s body rock hard with every thrust. He could feel the intensity of every one and couldn’t wait for his own turn. His hole was aching as he watched, also breathing in the strong aromas all around them. Watching Rocket work, he observed how strong the movements were, possibly enough to even outdo their huge forms. \n\n“Yeah...take it!” Rocket snarled, as he put more speed and power into it, making his body thrust into overdrive, his balls slapping into the bear with a series of meaty thumps. Spurting so much precum, having his cock slide back and forth with so ease, the pleasure was continual for both, their moans echoing throughout the otherwise empty room. Streaks of the excess were flying out from the bear’s stretched rim, adding to the already overly messy room. \n\nGetting to the point that he could no longer handle it, the bear raised his voice and started to cum all over himself, shooting his loads onto his own stomach. Feeling the squeezing of his hole, Rocket responded with harder pistons, biting his lip as he felt his limit approaching. Going for it full steam ahead, he pounded hard and made the final thrust that had his cock deep and his load pouring in with power, getting pumped into the bear’s guts, making his stomach feel all the hotter and heavier. Rocket could feel Feral trembling as he finished up cumming, the symbiote being excited from the bear getting all the bigger. \n\n“Hold on...” he whispered. \n\nNow it was the other bear’s turn. He was all too excited, welcomed with open arms by Rocket. Letting the bigger male act on his desires, Rocket was lying down in a pool of still-warm cum from weeks ago while the bear was quick to start riding his dicks, bouncing himself up and down, taking the length deep into his guts, feeling the satisfying ache of his deepest parts getting touched and stretched. The bear forced himself to take it, loving that bit of pain, slamming his large body down to the point that his huge ass was sitting on top of Rocket’s crotch. \n\n“That’s the stuff...” Rocket encouraged. “Show me how much you want it!” \n\nThis got the bear to really show his length, going faster, keeping his tailhole tight around the girth and the pleasure going. Being filled up like this...it was a feeling he couldn’t get enough of. Breathing in the dank odors around him and the pheromones still coming from Rocket, the bear was dumb for the short stud’s meat, riding it for all he was worth, letting himself go wild. This made the pleasure build up all the faster, coaxing plenty of the dense precum that were lubing his anal walls, making things all the better. \n\nWithout warning, the bounty hunter started to thrust in time with the bear’s bouncing, pushing his cock in and getting his cock to reach in much further. Even though the bear cried he managed to keep riding, clearly straining to handle the thrusts in time with his ass going up and down. For as large and strong as he was, Rocket was able to take control of the situation, really testing the heavy set ursine’s limits. He followed along with the bear for a bit, unleashing a sudden upwards thrust that made the other male gasp. \n\nRocket got the bear to put all that he could into it, while he was rocking his lower half with no signs of being tired at all. He was still going strong, his bulky body moving seamlessly, keeping the waves intense for them both. The bear impressed him actually, doing his best to keep up with the raccoon, even though it was clearly taking a lot out of him. \n\nStill trying his best, the bear was pushed into his orgasm, shaking and gasping as he started to cum, shooting his seed hands free, having it splatter down onto Rocket’s chest and pecs. Right away, Rocket could feel the added clenching of the bear’s hole and he picked up the slack, suddenly delivering a flurry of jabs with his cock, touching all the right spots along the way in such an easy manner. It overwhelmed the second bear even further but Rocket’s focus was on the rising feeling, gritting his teeth and groaning out as he started to unleash his seed into the bigger male’s depths, watching the ursine’s stomach was inflating from the amount being deposited into him. Coming down from their climaxes, the bear was completely spent while Rocket felt like they were just getting started. \n\n“Alright...now...!” Rocket said aloud. Upon his signal, the symbiotes acted, spreading out their tendrils to nab both bears. Using their added strength they gained from being with Rocket, they first pulled the bear from Rocket’s cock and the other that was still lying on the floor was pulled in as well. Enveloped by the slime in the same way the equine had been, the dazed ursines were starting to struggle but it was already too late for them. \n\nRocket’s body suit returned as the symbiotes pulled the bears in. More goo was siphoned to the raccoon’s cock, allowing to to expand and take in the first bear. Rocket grit his teeth, flexing his muscles as he felt the bear getting sucked in. Instead of feeling weird about this, he had been looking forward to the process and how it was going to feel to break down not one, but two huge cum-full bears at the same time! \n\nHe saw his cock expanding as the bear was pulled in. Grunting, Rocket had gained enough control to start pulling the bear in himself, loving the amazing feeling of the much bigger guy getting pulled in like. Like a snake swallowing up its prey, his cock was stretching out to fit the wide shoulders and from there it was much easier. The other bear was still binded and looking on with wide eyes as his brother was getting consumed, sliding in deeper as he struggled, going on until Rocket was able to lift his cock and let the trapped male slide down into his balls, the sack expanding and bouncing as the bear fell in. \n\nAs soon as that one was finished Rocket put his focus on the other, stuffing him in and grunted to have him pulled in, feeling the rush from head to toe. They were curling with every pull, his tail flicking as it got stronger the deeper the bear was in. Making it even better was the first struggling to free himself, thrashing and pressing against the walls. He couldn’t wait to get the other one in. Once enough of their body was in, Rocket lifted his stretched-wide shaft and let gravity do the right while pulling in, making his balls stretch out further to impossible proportions. It was practically a couch that he could sit on, the two struggling inside of his already gurgling spheres. \n\nThe two symbiotes stuffed themselves down Rocket’s cock, eager to work their magic. Rocket just started to stroke himself while the pair of bears began to struggle harder, doing their bodies to escape the hold they were in and the symbiotes that were starting to turn their large bodies into cum. Feeling all of this, the raccoon was just enjoying himself. \n\nThe bears were putting up a good fight too: using their strength to slam their bodies against the walls of his balls, making his sack swing to the left or right. They would press in opposite directions, stretching the skin out too, but it all felt good to Rocket. But the symbiotes would force them back into place, making the sack squeeze in on them. Their forms were visible, like a vacuum seal, showing how tightly they were packed into the musky prison, their bodies gradually losing their strength. Having two huge bears within at the same time, he could feel them moving against each other while trying to fight off the symbiotes that were liquefying their bodies. \n\n“Oh yeah, this feels good...” Rocket hissed. He started to stroke his furiously throbbing cock, feeling his sack swinging this way and that, stretching out but never letting the bears escape. He even started to hump his massively sized balls against the cum-slick floor, assisting in the process. All working together, the raccoon and symbiotes were breaking the pair down. \n\nAs best as they could, the bears were fighting and struggling, shoving their hands against the walls that would stretch back, pushing against them back. The clenches were getting stronger and happening faster. More of their bodies were becoming cum, making it harder for them to fight back. At the same time plenty of seed that was already there before was splashing into their mouths, its tar-thick consistency and pungent smell making it hard for them to think straight. With the pair of symbiotes teasing them, enveloping them, and licking against them, they were getting changed all the faster. \n\nThe gurgles and hisses were becoming all the louder! His balls drawing up and thumping back down onto the floor, seeing the pair shrinking more and more, their strength faltering against the unyielding balls. Rocket had gained a much greater appreciation of the loud and obscene noises that were coming from his package. His hand was slathered in the precum that was splattering out all over the place, becoming even darker and thicker than before. Grinding his clenching balls against the floor, he felt the dissolving further. Feeling the prey still squirming inside of him was such a satisfying feeling. With more force and happening faster, the balls were working on finally reducing the bears down into fuel for him and more symbiotes! \n\nKnowing that he was close, Rocket could feel that unique tell again: that buildup; like he was going to sneeze from his cock. But it was still building, even as his hand was pumping his cock mercilessly, his convulsing hard and churning together for several seconds straight. He knew it was over when everything went still and he was left with his balls still so incredibly full. He managed to not reach his climax yet but knew there would be more coming.\n\nIndeed, the symbiotes were releasing cells that got to work feeding on the essence available to them. The large amount of nutrients and Rocket’s own prowess were allowing them to grow faster than ever. Rocket started groaning again as he felt them growing inside of him, taking up more space within each ball, along with the fully grown symbiote that was fostering their growth. Together, Feral and Feral Jr were making sure things were perfect. There were bulges from the inside of his balls from one of them licking his walls, their long tongue making a clear outline as it slid along. The other was pumping itself up and down Rocket’s length, receiving pleasure of its own while slinking along the urethral walls. \n\nYet again Rocket was subjected to the feeling of the symbiotes using his groin in whatever way they saw fit, leaving him shaking and almost foaming at the mouth. He could his balls swinging about and bulging out from within but he knew it was because of them. More speed, going harder...they were ramping things up as the symbiotes were growing larger, taking up more space inside of him. His cum was collected in a balloon and pushed right back down, shoved back into the sack, using that to rotate the seed, making sure the developing ones were getting as much nutrients as they could. \n\nIt was all coming to a head. They were nearly complete! “S-shit!” Rocket hissed as he could really feel his balls going. He had cum so many times already but the seed hadn’t gone anywhere but this one would be different! Though he knew what was coming, Rocket wasn’t at all prepared for the actual feeling. From his pulsing cock came the first eruption of his cum, rocketing out like foam from a shaken up champagne bottle. It flew into the air, splattering onto the already filthy ceiling, but it kept going for several seconds, making an expanding puddle of cum so thick that it had yet to fall down. \n\nRocket’s heart was beating like crazy as the next one came, being another high powered deluge that had his mind almost going blank from how good it felt. This time he was painting a wall, launching a fat beam of sticky, musky seed. It was lasting much longer than before, to the point that the launched cum was flowing back towards him, soaking his feet and balls. He could feel how hot and thick the stuff was...\n\n\nHe could feel that there was more cum that needed to be released, but there was something blocking the way, surging upwards, making that portion of his cock bulge outwards. Knowing what to do, Rocket took rhythmic breaths. Already, it was apparent that these symbiotes were heftier than the ones that came before. Like before, there were tendrils lapping at his body, helping him relax so that the bulge could travel further, making his cocktip’s opening expand. He could see a dark brown colored blob gradually sliding out, making him shake as it popped out and fell onto the floor. There wasn’t time to dwell on the “birth” of this creature because there was another one right behind, following the path paved by the first. The bulge traveling felt so good, he gripped his cock and squeezed it, pumping behind to coax it further along, grunting and pushing to get it further along, reaching his tip and getting it to slide out from his cock’s opening, coming out smoothly and quickly.\n\nHappening right after was another massive surge that had Rocket stuck in place, completely unprepared for the next volley of seed that was spraying out from his cock. His balls were roiling as they were starting to deflate, expelling the excess with a greater amount of pressure before. His cock was shooting everywhere as he couldn’t keep his body still, marking the ceiling again along with the left, right, and back walls, giving them an entirely new coating. \n\nBut all Rocket could focus on were the downright aggressive throbs of his cock, it continually erupting with so much power behind it, being a solid continuing stream that just wouldn’t stop. It was rushing out of him like water, bringing with it an amazing euphoria that had him slumped on top of his inflated balls. \n\nSo he just watched as his cock kept spewing what had to be gallons of seed, having the room literally flooded with his musky spunk, turning into a gunky sauna that was making him sweat heavily at the same time. There were no signs of it stopping any soon and he couldn’t think...only feel. His body would spasm routinely, him grunting in time with them. \n\nFinally after what seemed like hours, Rocket’s stream of seed was dying off, tapering into a thinner leak. His balls were still much bigger than what was natural, but it was manageable for him. “Oh my... That was...” \n\n“We’re not done with you,” Feral’s voice caught Rocket’s attention. Joining him were the three other symbiotes, closing in on Rocket. They latched themselves onto him, using the bond to shift their form into bodies without having to envelope Rocket’s. The raccoon watched as four raccoon-shaped slimy forms were surrounding him. \n\n“Now it’s time for us to fully body, for us to become one!” Feral said. \n\nRocket didn’t have the strength to resist, not that he wanted to. For some reason it just felt...right. The next thing he knew, he was picked up and had a slimy, musky cock shoved down into his throat. They were eager, following after the first. Feral and Feral Jr moved in to stuff their cocks into his ass at the same time, their size making his stomach bulge out. And the last one was in front, pushing the end of their slime shaft into the opening of Rocket’s cock. \n\nThey all had a hole to penetrate and they were taking the chance to implant what was needed into Rocket, both inside and out. Instead of being pushed too far, Rocket was just taking everything that was given to him, having pleasure come from every end. He responded by clenching his hole down, running his tongue against the shaft that was pumping into his mouth, diving down his throat. Coming from him were muffled moans, being outdone by the collective pants from the symbiotes. \n\nThe loud sloppy noises of their cocks going in and out, the powerfully pungent aromas that were all around him, keeping his nose full of it. His bulging stomach was already feeling hot and a bit heavy from the fluids that were being released into him. All at the same time they were stretching out the passages they were using. He could feel the symbiotic slime dripping all over and inside of him, spreading out and taking hold in a new way. \n\nAll humping at the same time, the four symbiotes were speeding up, slamming all of their length down into Rocket’s throat, ass, and down his cock, making all of the holes bulge from their treatment becoming all the rougher. \n\nAnother muffled yelp of pleasure was forced from Rocket, feeling everything heating up, the spots within him being touched harder and more often. He was handling their size only thanks to how slimy and pliable their cocks were, holding firm even as they were now wildly bucking into him, leaving him to shake: rolling his eyes, drooling against the cock in his mouth, and curling his toes. As they all came in closer, the raccoon could feel their slime oozing onto his body, their musk becoming so strong that he was feeling lightheaded. \n\nThey kept it up, going fast and hard with no mercy, their slime covering more and more of his body. It was all of them together, at the same time, bonding themselves to Rocket in equal measures. \n\nAs he was getting covered, Rocket could feel his body getting bigger, his limbs expanding and claws extending. His body was morphing as a whole as the slime was permanently fusing itself to the raccoon’s fur and becoming his new skin. His back, shoulders, and chest were becoming all the bulkier, him gaining hard muscle mass that was already flexing as he shivered. \n\nThe pleasure of his body getting changed was felt all over; most prominently between his legs. He looked down to see that his cock was even larger than before, long enough to reach eye level and thicker than what his newly expanded hand was. It was a monstrous thing that he was already enamored with. Overly swollen veins were angrily bulging as precum was leaking from the tip in heavy amounts, his even weightier balls hanging low as he was kept aloft by the symbiotes. Even with his mouth blocked, he was able to hear the added deepness in his voice as well. \n\nThe next collective thrust from the symbiotes pushed him over the edge. He was shooting his cum against the length already stuffing his cock, splattering out all over them. They and the others kept thrusting in, keeping the feelings intense for Rocket, his holes clenching down on them, giving them more pleasure in return. \n\nIt was enough to make them reach their peaks as well, their equivalent of cum was being shot out; raw symbiotic essence pushing out from their phalluses, pouring into Rocket’s insides, marking him just as heavily on the inside, gunking up his interior to match the outside. For what felt like several minutes, they were dumping their essence into him while melding their bodies together, fusing as one and to Rocket, who was changing completely. First in body but now in mind, Rocket could feel a surge of new desires, that of himself and the symbiotes combining to make them a new being in a sense. Not just Rocket or any of them. Elements that came together to make a greater whole. \n\nStanding on his two feet, the fused raccoon looked at himself and grinned, showing his razor sharp row of teeth and long tongue that snaked out from it. Looking upon the completely messy room, he felt a surge of pride and desire to do even more. To collect bounties, units, and snatch up those who would make more symbiotes. These carnal desires...impulses. That’s what he became and was loving it. \n\n“Yes, now we are complete,” they said aloud with a surge of fulfillment. “We are Ravage!” \n\n"
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