An Unfortunate Passerby

John, or what remained of him, felt his new mass move to the window and out, following the scent. As it moved, it began to learn more about this sense as "images" of its quarry flashed into its mind. A younger female of the human race who has entered into college gaining scholarships due to her grades. A pretty thing with dark black hair currently walking home, paying attention to the small screen in front of her, not seeing the shadow on the wall as "John" gets closer.

More images fill their mind. It sees her not as she is in this singular moment, but as she was and what will be. It sees her little sister as they grow up together, it sees her future husband as she meets him in her workplace, it sees her son than his wife. As the images continue, a new hunger begins to fill it, a feeling of becoming more than "John Doe", a sense of joining, one unlike the pleasure of the flesh. It moves in closer, the girl now noticing the shadow. As she turns, it snaps its appendages, and just as quickly as her mouth begins to open to scream, it seals shut. Her hand moves to the flesh where her mouth once was in a panic before John grasp them and pull her to it. She tries to resist and pull away from John as it wills a maw into its form. It opens wide and more appendages grasp out, grabbing at clothes, ripping them away, and tossing them on the ground before moving back to her limbs to pull her in. Muffled cries for help go unanswered as she is pulled to the maw by the "tongues," and it closes shut. John feels her move around inside as it feels another consciousness moving into the alleyway. John's mind realizes that it will need to find somewhere more secluded and quickly compacts its form around the female and finds a hole leading to the city sewers.

The creature moves its form through the hole and attaches itself to the ceiling leaving behind only the shredded clothing and a cracked phone. The beast knows with its new sense that law enforcement will scour the nearby location. So it moves through the sewer in a method similar to something between a slug and a spider, until it reaches a location it knows they will not look, and begins swelling its form to create space inside its body to begin... "to begin what?" Something snaps in John's mind as this urge to indulge the new hunger clashes with John's human consciousness. What had initially been a quest for the pleasure of flesh in an alien form had been corrupted by that same form he unwittingly gave himself. It was not an unpleasant feeling, but the speed it took over his sense of self scared him. He went from an average guy to **** and... from what he can gather absorbing? A random woman who he could see the entire life of from birth to **** and beyond.

But that hunger came crawling back, sneaking its way back into his mind, telling him if he does this, he will become more, something greater. John looks at the poor girl, trapped and scared, but with so much potential. Eyes form inside the flesh cocoon staring at her, gazing at her form. Straight raven black hair, modest C cup size, a modest ass, lean and does not look too muscular just thin, honestly the sister seemed to have been given a better form as this one was gifted with height over curves. But that could not have been why this new sense zeroed in on her; he doubted it cared about height. The girl fidgets and begins to shake in fear as dozens of eyes stare at her from the "walls" she falls to the floor as she becomes lightheaded from the trauma and not being used to breathing only through her nose. The creature grows two appendages at the top of the pod that reaches down and grasps her limbs before she can react. The two appendages retract back into the ceiling dragging her feet in with them leaving her upside down, nude, without anyway of calling for help. The creature will then notice tears in the female's eyes, seemingly having forgotten that being **** by some formless yet moving mass would cause some trauma. Outside of the flesh cocoon, two appendages will snap, and the woman's mind will quiet her eyes glazing over another snap, and two lips will form, her mouth opening slightly.

Now with his quarrel in his grasp and at his mercy, John comes to his/its decision.