Not Quite

"...Wait a minute, it's starting again..." the man said. The changes began anew, this time much faster. The purple latex began to coat your entire lower body and before you knew it, you were a latex werewolf from the waist down. You ran over to the mirrored door of your closet to see what had changed. You looked over your new digitigrade legs and foot paws, your purple rubber tail that was frayed to look furry, and back to your front where the latex infection had changed your gender and given you monstrous sexual equipment.

Your balls were grapefruits and your flaccid cock was a foot long soft and 6" wide. The latex was still moving up your muscular abs, but now it was slower. Edmund cleared his throat in embarrassment as he gazed upon your enormous junk. "Well, that was...unexpected," he said. "It appears as though once the transformation has a hold on its victim, it can't be stopped. Thanks for the sample, anyways and...uh...have fun being a frothing monster!"

The rat of a man scurried out your back door and ran back to wherever he had come from, leaving you to your changes. As the latex crept up your already muscular body, it removed all hair and pumped up your muscles to twice their size. By the time it reached your neck, you were a bulging mass of purple latex muscle with huge clawed paws a strong tail and an enormous cock.

You watched in horror as your head was transformed into a perfect replica of a wolf's head made out of purple rubber. As soon as the change was done, you felt a strange sensation in your gut. You watched helplessly as you immediately regurgitated all of your internal organs. The sight of your own innards was disgusting and you ran to the bathroom.

Alas, without a stomach you can't throw up, so you stood over the toilet dry heaving until the image of guts on the floor left your mind. You stood up and realized you were now nothing more than a rubber shell of a purple latex werewolf.

"What's the matter?" a voice very similar to your own but with a darker inflexion said in your mind, "A little gory mess too much for you? Don't worry, you don't need them anymore. Organs are such a drawback, you can only do as much as they will let you. Think about it: without lungs, you can't run out of breath. Without a heart, you'll never have a heart attack. The only thing you need is your frame and muscles. You only grew those testicles for shape. You don't need cum when you can use this parasitic goo."

"Who are you?"

"My name would be too hard for you to pronounce, even in this new body. I am an alien parasite. My species lives for one purpose: to live a constant life of sensual bliss. You can feel it when you move. This body is extremely sensitive. The slightest movement is orgasmic! Once we have taken over a planet and shown its people the true way of life, we move on to the next. With an infinite universe, we will always have a purpose."

"But I'm in control, and I say no."

"True, you are in control physically, but with the slightest mental nudge, you can be overcome by desires so great you won't want to refuse. But forcing people to do things isn't much fun because they bitch the whole time it's going on. So come on, give me one day to show you our way of life. I guarantee you'll want it by the end of the day."

"Well, since the whole town's infected...eh, what the hell?"

"Good! So, since you are my host, what would you like to experience? Sex, transformation, your new powers, whatever you can think of we can do. We are the ultimate beings!"