Red Sea

His sweet words were in perfect discord with his actions. Jake screamed in horror as he suddenly felt fingers intruding.

“Don’t pretend to be noble! You lot, you stupid rocks, are nothing but a filthy tribe that moves according to instinct…! You act like you’re persuading me, but you can’t think of anything other than that nonsense!”

Jake’s voice strained as he shouted, veins bulging in his neck. After a long period of silence, his voice cracked painfully, echoing through the cave. Kashan briefly considered silencing him by putting a hand over his mouth, but concluded that it wasn’t a good idea. It was more important to get this vibrant yet rough human to accept the current situation.

[It’s the same for you. Becoming one of us means you are like us….]

The fingers crawled deeper inside. They were still thick and firm, but the now flexible opening accepted them easily.

“Ugh, ugh…, no, damn it, I said no…!”

Jake shouted at Kashan with a voice full of resentment, tightening around the intruding fingers. It was a rebellious attempt to prevent them from entering any further. Feeling the snug fit between the fingers and his insides, Kashan paused and quietly revised his strategy. If he had vocal cords and a tongue similar to a human’s, he would have surely clicked his tongue in frustration at this moment.

[I take this as a positive sign. A lively and healthy breeding body will be strong even after laying eggs several times…. But I cannot tolerate excessive flailing. What are you denying?]

Though his rebellious spirit hadn’t been crushed, Jake was panting heavily, exhausted. It wasn’t the time to feel relieved just because the fingers hadn’t gone any deeper. Three thick fingers were still firmly gripped inside him, and he showed no intention of withdrawing them. The thickness of those fingers, compared to Kashan’s monstrous size, was slender, but when compared to a human, it was almost the average thickness of a male member. The fact that he felt no significant pain despite having such things inside him was shocking to Jake.

Naturally, that place was meant for expulsion, yet the anus opened up flexibly as if it were made to accept. Even if he didn’t want to see it, the sight of the black fingers glistening with bodily fluids caught his eye. The opening had already secreted enough lubricating fluid to accommodate something ‘excessively large.’ The moment Jake realized that the clear fluid on the fingers came from his own body, he felt a wave of nausea.

This was horrifying, but not just your average horror.

When the creature repeatedly emphasized that its body was changing, a shock akin to gulping down a cold drink all at once surged through the back of his head. He wanted to deny it, but the clear meaning of what it said flowed into his brain, and even his body seemed to be genuinely adapting to accept the creature’s ignorant pillar. Seeing the visible results of the transformation, Jake’s mental state, which had been holding firm, began to waver. Overwhelmed by continuous shocks, he couldn’t even cry out in surprise. After anger and sadness, the next stage was panic.

[You’re not answering. This is far too different from when you were so eager to chatter. Traders are generally weak. They easily perish under the intense light of the source. To endure and live under that heat means the flesh is growing stronger. Don’t you like progress? I can’t understand why you fear and reject advancement.]

Kashan truly couldn’t comprehend why this fragile human was rejecting change and resorting to violent behaviors. From the perspective of the Thermo tribe, humans were a very strange species. They had only two arms, and their soft skin easily burned and peeled under Centric’s ultraviolet rays. Of course, that aspect was somewhat appealing. This hairless species was composed of soft fat and protein compared to the Thermo, making the sensation of touch quite delightful. The body, which would bounce back when squeezed and released, never got boring no matter how many times it was played with. This was why Kashan often fondled Jake’s chest and buttocks.

After all the effort to mate and create a body suitable for the environment, providing food and land, the enraged human was illogical. Didn’t they pursue development and progress more diligently than any other species? They loved to roam the universe, and they had a peculiar taste for joy when discovering new things. So, it was clear that humans would be interested in something new, something they had never seen before, and even if they gained an evolved body, they would want to explore it. However, Jake’s reaction was the complete opposite of what he had expected.

Fundamentally, among organisms, the fact that highly intelligent species also needed to consider satisfaction was a tricky point. They adapted quickly to their environment and were smart enough to communicate, but they were also delicate and sensitive, meaning that their mental satisfaction greatly affected their physical health. To continue reproducing eggs, it meant that both the physical health of the breeding body and mental satisfaction had to be taken into account. Thus, Kashan hoped that Jake would not show signs of instability, feeling a sense of obligation to keep him in a ‘pleasant’ state while observing him.

Once an egg was laid, everything would be resolved, but getting to that point required various cumbersome efforts. Kashan resumed the movement of his fingers. They crawled deeper, pressing against the swollen areas of the inner walls.

“Ah…! Ah…!”

With every movement of the fingers, a slick sound was produced from the source of the fluid being secreted. The center of the swollen area had a hole large enough for the inserted finger to push against. Kashan deliberately pressed into that place, which was almost impossible to insert into, squeezing it tighter than the entrance.

“Ugh, ugh…! Ah, no…! Stop, please, ah…!”

Every time the fingers entered and exited the unknown hole, Jake was engulfed by unfamiliar sensations that struck his body, moaning helplessly. It was a different kind of pleasure from the tingling sensation felt when the prostate was stimulated. Tears marked his flushed cheeks, and he gasped, his face contorted in pain. Yet, in stark contrast, his fully erect member remained in a state of extreme arousal, ready to erupt at any moment.

The moans Jake produced were not delicate; they were more like suppressed sounds, barely escaping due to the overwhelming sensations. Each time Kashan played with his fingers, a pleasure that felt like a blow to his lower abdomen surged, leaving him unable to think straight as he begged him.

“Please, ah…! Ah, ugh…!”

[Isn’t the egg chamber well established by now? It seems you prefer having the entrance pressed like this.]

Jake, unable to even articulate what he wanted to stop, squirmed as Kashan maintained a stubborn attitude. Seeing the fluid flowing from his arousal, Kashan simply concluded that he was already sufficiently satisfied.

To lay eggs, an egg chamber was necessary. The repetitive mating, to the point of seeming excessive, was groundwork for establishing the egg chamber. The moment the alien fluid was accepted into his body, the changes in his physique had begun.

The Thermo, which practiced parasitic reproduction, adopted a method of mutating the breeding body’s species or structure to create an egg chamber, allowing it to carry eggs within. The egg chamber, established within the body, extended cleverly around it, employing a mechanism that deceived the parasitic entity into thinking it was an organ originally attached to the body. If the pain during egg-laying was too intense, the breeding body might hesitate to spawn, so the egg chamber provided appropriate rewards based on how much the entrance opened.

The driving force behind human reproduction was orgasm. And the egg chamber, perfectly mimicking the appropriate rewards for the physically exhausting act, was skillfully deceiving the human body. When the entrance opened, it automatically sent signals for the breeding body to feel orgasm and even squeezed adjacent pleasure-inducing organs. Just by touching the entrance of the egg chamber, Jake felt uncontrollable pleasure, his voice roughening as he leaked pre-cum.

Even though he felt pleasure to the point of cramping his legs, it was impossible to withdraw. While it was true that the egg chamber acted as another powerful erogenous zone, his body, accustomed to being thoroughly penetrated by a thick member, craved even more stimulation. Without feeling any sense of release, as the stimulation continued, Jake clung to Kashan’s arm, sobbing.

“Stop, please… I can’t take it anymore, so please….”

As Jake desperately clutched him with his damp hand, Kashan, unable to resist the plea, withdrew his fingers. The hole, widened by his fingers, dripped with clear fluid, begging for him to insert his member. Jake tried to ignore that sensation. He felt disgusted by the thought that he automatically needed to insert something more imposing. While denying his desires, he judged that he wouldn’t easily back down, shifting his gaze anxiously. He knew that turning his head back to look up at him would only lead to facing the faceless, bright red scar. The long tongue, as if waiting, licked away Jake’s tears and tickled his neck.

“Ugh, ugh…, ugh….”

He had no strength to turn away from the disgusting tongue. Instead of turning his face, Jake rolled his eyes, trying to avoid looking at the long, red, tentacle-like tongue. However, since the long tongue could rub against any part of his front, it was of little use.

Kashan enjoyed exploring Jake’s plump, muscular chest. It was similar to the Thermo’s front, but the texture was fascinatingly different. When he gripped it with one hand, it filled his palm, flesh spilling out between his fingers. The rounded protrusion in the center, which Thermo lacked, would sink in when pressed and then bounce back up. The act of pressing it was quite enjoyable, and it was always interesting to see Jake react with sounds whenever he played around. The fact that he could engage in such playful acts was evidence that even the Thermo, with their less developed emotional range compared to humans, had their own preferences and interests.

For Jake, being subjected to such actions was utterly distressing. The creature persistently kneaded his chest and stimulated his nipples at every opportunity. While it was merely a light amusement for the creature, the rough grip made Jake’s chest redden, becoming so sensitive that even the slightest touch felt painfully intense. Especially around the nipples. Constantly tugging and twisting them, both became extremely sensitive, closing his eyes tightly at the slightest contact.

“Ah…! Ugh, ugh….”

The shift of the creature’s attention from his hole to his chest was far from welcome. The thick tongue tapered to a thinner end, similar in thickness to a finger. Stimulating his nipples with that solid appendage produced a bizarre sensation, different from direct stimulation with hands. The creature could have bound his limbs and used its remaining hands to ravage him, yet it chose to lick Jake’s bare skin with its tongue. While it didn’t bring the same intense ecstasy as being penetrated, he mistakenly thought the excitement would subside. However, that was a miscalculation. The sensations that had merely tickled his chest now began to awaken a more intimate awareness.

A sudden fear crossed Jake’s mind, wondering if this was also a change brought about by mating with an alien. Forgetting his rebellion, he began to immerse himself in the sensations of his chest to soothe the emptiness rising from his hole, trying to rise up as if waking from a nightmare, his eyes snapping open as he attempted to lift his upper body.