[Symbiotober 2024] Symbiote Werewolf (Patreon)

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"No, no... Somebody help me!" The echo of his desperate plea bounced off the cold, unyielding walls of the abandoned factory. The birds, once peaceful in their roosts, fluttered away in alarm. He had been drawn here by the lure of internet rumors, the thrill of the chase, the hunger for evidence of the legendary werewolves. But this... this was something else entirely.

The creature, a writhing mass of slick, rubbery goo, had hidden behind the rusty shipping containers. It moved with a speed that defied its form, a shiny, liquid monster.

"Get off me! What are you?!" he screamed, struggling as the creature enveloped him. It clung to his limbs, his torso, its touch like warm, melting rubber. He could see it forming a rubbery of a werewolf's head, ready to engulf his own. A rubbery dildo gag protruded from the mass, inching towards his mouth.

"No, no, no... what's happening?!" he gasped, as rubbery tendrils wrapped around his penis, stroking and squeezing. He felt a sensation like nothing he'd ever experienced, a mix of pleasure and horror as a rubber canine cock began to form outside, threatening to seal his human dick inside.

"Ahhh... stop... stop it..." he moaned, as a rubber plug invaded his anus, sending waves of unwanted stimulation through him. His mouth opened in a gasp, and the rubber dildo gag pushed inside, deep into his throat, silencing his protests.

His hands transformed, fingers elongating into werewolf paws with rubber claws. His chest heaved as it too changed, encased in full rubber, muscles expanding, growing taller, stronger.

"Mmmph... nnngh..." he tried to scream, but only muffled sounds escaped the gag. His vocal cords shifted, and a howl echoed through the factory, a chilling sound that sent shivers down his own spine.

He struggled, trying to pull at the rubber skin, stretch it, tear it off. But it was fused with his body, a symbiotic nightmare he couldn't escape. Panic surged within him, madness clawing at the edges of his mind.

His senses heightened, eyes and ears growing more sensitive. He could hear the scuttle of rats in the distant corners, the rustle of leaves outside. He could smell the faint scent of prey... human prey.

"Nnnooo... mmph... dnnn wnnnt thsss..." he tried to speak, but only garbled sounds came out. His mind was losing control, the instincts of the werewolf symbiote taking over. He was becoming a slave to its desires, its hunger.

And as he took his first loping steps towards the town, he knew... he knew he would spread this curse, turn others into rubber werewolves like him. The symbiote would not stop until the town was its own, a playground of rubber slaves.

"Hllpp... mmmee..." his final plea echoed through the factory, a desperate cry for help that went unanswered. The hunt had begun.