CW: Rape, Violence
It had been four days since anyone at school had seen either Lief or Erik. Their parents had called in, telling the school both boys had come down with the flu, and not to expect them for a while longer, but Erik’s friends on the wrestling team, Nate, Ryan and Hyde, sensed that something strange was going on. They’d gone over the day before to check on Erik after school, but when his mother had answered the door, she’d flat out refused to allow them in. Worse…something about her had seemed…wrong. In her eyes, and in her speech. She wasn’t the nice mother they’d known before–she was too cold. They chucked rocks at Erik’s window, but got nothing back–they didn’t even see a face peek out from behind the curtains. Still, none of them had an answer, but the brothers sudden absence wasn’t the only strange occurrence.
Tommy Matthews, the star football player, and another friend of Erik’s who had bullied Lief regularly, disappeared one afternoon. He’d been walking home from school, passed through the field, and never emerged. The police investigated, and found signs of a struggle off the path, along with a strange crater of some kind, but nothing more than that. The next day, another jock disappeared–Mason Clark. People were talking about the possibility of a serial killer, but no one had found their bodies, or any evidence that they hadn’t simply vanished or been kidnapped.
The three wrestlers were on high alert, and agreed that all three of them should stick together, until they unravelled whatever mystery was going on around their school. Hyde thought he’d seen…something watching his window the night before, out on the street, but before he could get a good look, it had disappeared into the shadows. Still, all three of them assumed they were safe while they were in school. When their coach asked them to come by his office in the locker room after school, none of them thought twice about it. They headed down to the gyms, laughing and joking like they always did, but when they got into the room, they realized something was wrong–something in the locker room…it didn’t…smell right.
Not that the locker room ever smelled good, of course, but this–it wasn’t a smell any of them recognized, and it filled all of them with a deep sense of unease. “I…smelled this the other night, when I had my window open,” Hyde said.
“We…we should leave,” Nate added, but all three of them instead walked deeper, the smell growing stronger, all of them feeling it cloud their minds, making everything run slower than it should. Around the corner, they had a clear look at the coach’s office, and he was there–but he wasn’t alone. Crammed inside with him, in the tiny space–none of them knew what it was, to be honest, but it wasn’t human. Or, at least, not entirely human. It’s body was coated with thick hair, some of brown, but much of it, especially growing on his chest and forearms, faded into deep shades of blue and green, the hair seeming almost…alive, or moving on it’s own. The beast had the coach pulled close, face pressed to the side of the older man’s head, mouth open and enveloping his ear, drool dribbling down the side of his face in copious amounts.Seeing the three young men enter the room, the beast let out a strange garbled growl, released the coach, and they watched him slump to the floor, the thing’s tongue sliding free of his ear as it did.
“There you all are,” the beast said. The voice–it was barely understandable as speech, really, but the boys got a sense of what it was saying well enough. “So…little left of me, I have to do you all at once, before I fade. Come closer…”
The beast stepped over the coach and ducked under the doorway into the office, looming over them at nearly eight feet tall. “What…what the fuck are you?” Ryan asked.
“You all know me–I’m Lief. I was Lief. I’m…better now. More now. So hungry, been saving room for you all today.” The three men tried to force themselves to run, but all they could do was come closer, watching as the beast’s huge cock swiveled in the air, examining them with it’s flat, blade like head. With a screech, the head cracked apart in two places, and the tears widened, the beast roaring and screeching as it did, in obvious pain, but after a few moments it had healed, and three smaller rope like cocks waved in the air in front of them. “One for each of you.”
The beast tore at their clothes, ripping into them with claws and teeth until they were all naked, and then drove one of it’s cocks into each boy, pinning them to the floor, drawing in their strength and their power. Mason and Tommy–after Lief had drained his brother, he’d needed more, and each time, he’d…changed. Growing larger, gaining this strange hair and powerful stench that no man could resist. He’d lost more and more of himself as well, giving into the new instincts driving his cock, and his new body. That was what Lief hated the most–that he couldn’t even fight any of this…because he wanted the power, and the parasite–it knew it even better than he did, what he wanted, because it was absorbing the last remaining bits of the young man’s psyche into it’s new, bestial and alien brain.
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