An Alien Symbiot

It seemed more weird than illegal, whatever it was. Inside the box, was actually another box, slightly smaller and made of glass. Inside you should see a quivering gelatinous blob of purple goo. From what little you'd been told it was supposed to be a harmless gel that a biotech company wanted to use to develop synthetic armor. A shady off the books deal, sure, but you could hardly think of anyone who would want this glob of goo outside of such a company.

"Maybe I can get someone to analyze it," You mutter producing a pocket knife as you unlatch the glass cube, "Probably could work as a hallucinogen," You continue, maneuvering the blade to prick off a small sliver.

As you moved in your knife, the goo suddenly shifted to one side, dodging the blade. Before you could even utter a confused 'what the fuck', the apparently animate creature lunged from the side, sticking to your wrist. You pulled back in panic, dropping your knife and dragging the creature fully out of its container. The goo could around your bare hand, shifting and stretching into a purple ball that consumes it.

"Get off!" You shout at no one in particular, trying to get up and run for help. Your efforts are thwarted as tendrils shoot out from the glob of purple, anchoring it and you to the floor.

Panicking, you glance around the room. Unfortunately, a ship carrying illicit cargo doesn't tend to worry about safety regulations. There was no button to trigger an alarm. Glancing back at the mass of slime, you see it's made progress up your arm, forming itself into an almost glove-like shape that seemed to highlight your small wrists and make your hand look delicate.

As it met with your clothes, there was a sizzling noise. Whatever it was it was leaving you intact, but devouring your clothing, a process that continued all the way up to your shoulder. As it consumed more and more of you, it's growth seemed to speed up, it shot around the side of your neck, quickly extending down one arm and forming an identical skin-tight coating as was currently on your arm. It traced its way up your neck, stopping short of your head, but pressing against your vocal cords in a slightly painful way.

"Ahhh!" Your face went red as the cry that came out was a few pitches too high.

Looking down, you saw the slime continuing its way down your torso, adding a bit of rounded mass to your chest that almost looked like an unendowed woman's boobs. It continues downward, finally making its way to your crotch. As the slime splits to continue down your legs and destroy your boots, it also does a bit of work on your crotch. It isn't quite painful, but definately weird, you feel a tingling in your manhood as its **** backwards glued sharply between your legs. Then feeling in it numbs a bit and as you look down you see that the slime has made you as anatomically correct as a storefront mannequin.

As the tendrils anchoring you to the floor slowly join the rest of the symbiot on your body, you're able to shakily stand up, looking down your now androgynous body.

What happens next?

1. The symbiote works to morph you into a more feminine form using available mass

2. The symbiote begins implanting hypnotic suggestions to seek out mates and collect semen

3. The symbiote locks you into a fetal possession and goes dormant