Infestation

The vines worked quickly, and the last vestiges of Jimmy's clothes vanished as he was carried into the writhing mass. THe scent filled his nose and made his back arch, his smallish cock dribbling with pre. His balls ached and tentacles circled them, then wrapped around his member. Jimmy moaned, loudly, and then a tentacle pressed to his lips. His eyes closed, tight, and the tentacle thrust into his throat.

Another tentacle, slick and wet, pressed against his pert behind. Jimmy's eyes went wide...but it all felt so right. The tentacle slid into him...and then Jimmy tasted sweet, thick sap, filling his throat.

Throughout his body, Jimmy was...changing.

His member grew, expanding, becoming massive.

His muscles tightened, hardened, and became strong enough to bend steel.

His eyes sharpened, making glasses unnecessary.

His ears became intensely attuned, able to hear a fly whisper in a loud crowd.

His mind tightened and became faster...and a voice spoke within it.

Welcome to the Hive, my child... The vines started to work their way into Jimmy's mutated body, wriggling into him. Soon, Jimmy was laying in the crater, nude and looking more perfect than ever. He sat up, then gasped as tentacles burst from his back, wriggling. I will live with you now...

The tentacles slipped back in, invisible now that they were within him.