[Symbiotober 2024] Pumpkin Symbiote (Patreon)

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Beneath the glow of the midnight moon, Rick, anthropomorphic wolf, worked through the remnants of Halloween. The lingering scent of crushed pumpkin filled his nose as he tugged the last jack-o'-lantern from the overgrown garden. He huffed, ready to call it a night, when something caught his eye—a peculiar patch of earth tangled with shiny, green rubbery vines.

Curiosity got the better of him. He crouched, claws slicing into the rubber roots, their strange, smooth texture slipping under his grip. With each cut, more vines writhed and revealed a pathway beneath, like the earth was peeling back to reveal a hidden lair. The air down there was oddly warm, carrying a sweet, almost inviting scent. Against his better judgment, he climbed down, his paws landing softly on a floor layered in thick, shimmering green goo. Pumpkins lined the chamber, each more ornate and unusual than the last, with impossible grins and eyes that seemed to follow him.

Then, suddenly, something slick and cold wrapped around his wrist. He barely had time to react before more rubbery vines lashed out, coiling around his other arm and his legs. He tugged, but the roots held fast, spreading a thick layer of rubbery goo that oozed over his fur, seeping between his fingers and tightening around his limbs. The more he struggled, the tighter the goo seemed to bind, until he could hardly move.

A low hum filled the air, and a pumpkin mask, adorned with a sinister grin, drifted toward him, floating just inches from his face. Inside the pumpkin was a rubber gag, phallic in shape, waiting to silence him. Rick tried to turn his head away, but the vines held his neck in place, forcing him to face the hovering mask.

As he struggled, the vines grew bolder. A slick rubber tube slithered down, wrapping around his groin, pulsing and pumping in rhythm. Other tubes connected to his chest, attaching themselves to his nipples with a soft, sucking motion that sent shock-waves through his body. The rubbery goo seeped further, encasing his body in a glossy, tight layer that smoothed over every inch of his fur, sealing him in a restrictive, second skin.

With each pulse, his arousal built uncontrollably, and his vision blurred as his body betrayed him. At last, he climaxed, but instead of release, thick rubbery goo seeped from him, filling the tubes, which pumped the goo toward the hovering pumpkin mask. The mask inflated, grinning wider as it absorbed the goo. As if satisfied, it descended onto his face, sealing around his head, the rubber gag plugging his mouth and muffling his last howl.

From his altered form, a small pumpkin sprouted at his groin, shaped like candy and carrying an enticing scent. The creature, moving almost like a puppet on invisible strings, drifted out of the underground chamber, slowly leaving the misty garden. Each step left behind tiny pumpkin-shaped candies that glowed faintly, scented sweetly, waiting to ensnare another curious soul drawn by the scent.