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Ivy licks up a stripe of honey from Nightwing’s teeming and flushed cock. The consistency of his flesh is now closer to honeycomb, and the friendly honeybees go into a frenzy as their host moans, more honey secreted outward to keep their hive sticky and wet.The former hero has been strapped down to her bed of vines and leaves for the past couple of days. It has absorbed him slowly. By now only his mouth and torso are visible and accessible for her use. Everything else disappears beneath restricting vines. His belly has slowly filled with roots; movement visible beneath his bulging skin.Ivy caresses a line up his stretched-out belly, watching a braconid wasp take interest in his brightly red and open nipples, flesh parting tripartite like flower petals. The secretion attracts all sorts of friendly crawlers. Nightwing is making such a fine host, transformation almost complete.Ivy straddles him, sinking onto the honeycomb cock to let herself be pollinated, bees tickling her insides wonderfully as he moans for her, and the other insects find a place within his swollen pecs, attracted by his sounds.She squeezes one of them as she moves up and down his sticky cock, making some of the eggs left inside him visible. Even if any Bat where to safe him now, he is more vegetation than human.Ivy slips off him with a frustrated sigh as a rustle goes through the greenery, alerting her to an intruder. She does not doubt Harley and her weaker self are here to appeal to her again or maybe it is the Bat seeking his son.“Come along,” she says with a smile, a golem of plants rising, Nightwing in its middle. It’ll be interesting to see how protective the insects have become of their host.
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There is clay in abundance, drying on the walls and the ground as Nightwing creeps through the dimly lit warehouse. The people transformed into clay statues make it obvious how the transformation happened, lewd expressions are on all their frozen faces, bodies contorted in pleasure or fear.Dick tries to keep his heartrate under control at the sight, and freezes as something wet touches his ankle, teasingly curling around it.“Trying to sneak in?”Dick twists, Escrima electrified as he hits Clayface in the chest, making him hiss. The clay hardens on the spot, and Dick breaks loose from the clay-cuff with another electric swipe down.Their scuffle lasts a while, Clayface using against him that barely any space is not filled by the living statues. There is still a chance they might be able to be untransformed but only so long as they are not destroyed.Dick is overwhelmed as he protects a statue. The wave of clay pushes him down, hardened substance pining him to the floor as he snarls into the villains face.Clayface grins, no more than a blob of clay above him. The fluids seep through the rips in the Nightwing costume, slowly but surely netting Dick’s skin until the costume bursts off, leaving him dripping wet.“Ivy seriously messed with your brain,” Dick snarks. The clay feels cool on his skin and strangely erotic.Clayface laughs. “No, she widened my horizons.”Dick tries to move as the clay shakes and squirms but it sticky and heavy, and then muddy hands hold his hips as Clayface presses against him wetly, clay slightly hardening on his skin to keep him in an open position for the villain. Dick blanches and at the same time he feels heat in his cheeks. A burn races up his spine despite the wetness as he is penetrated. An uncomfortable moan escapes him as his stomach is filled with more and more clay. It dents out and gurgles with every wet thrust into him. Dick feels like bursting soon, but it is far from over. A dripping tongue dips into his mouth, filling his throat, until he does not know where Clayface ends, and he begins, body drenched and filled with the villain’s fluids.Dick gasps for breath as if he has been caught underwater for a long time, legs spread over the muddy legs as Clayface fucks him from behind, filling his belly with more of himself. Dick blinks at the graveyard before him. Clay muddying his view. An earthy taste fills his mouth. His body is crusted with clay. Some statues have been destroyed; others are new.“Someone tried to rescue you,” Clayface murmurs into his ear, patting a statue beneath them.Batgirls tongue almost reaches his filled balls, and then it does as she comes alive beneath Clayface’s touch, saliva replaced by clay just as the precum leaving Dick’s cock.
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Koriand’r lies beneath him in all her star-touched glory. The chanting of their people fills the air, fueling not only his want for her. All is ready for the ritual that will make him worthy of being with and for her from this day onward.Dick licks over her deeply orange clit, sucking at the flesh to encouraging the multicolored tentacles to reveal themselves to start to eat his queen out. The slicked-up flesh teases his face, sending electric currents through his cheeks as Koriand’r moans, her hand in his hair gripping him firmly.He lets off before the tell-tale quiver overcomes her to kiss up her muscular stomach and finally kiss her full lips. He moans as she wraps her arms around him, and his flesh sinks into her with ease. The wiggling tentacles tease his pelvis and his balls as he shallowly thrusts into his queen, one tentacle roping itself around his cock, keeping him near and guiding him so his queen receives the pleasure she deserves.Her heat is almost unbearable. Sweat glides down his skin as their breath mixes. He comes into her as they kiss, giving himself fully, filling her with his cum and melting flesh.The pulsing tentacle slips out of the hole the rituals has created, his genitals forever lost as she absorbs his flesh.“You sate your Queen, Richard,” Kory murmurs against the corner of his lips, plugging the new hole with a seal designed in the shape of her crest. His muscles contract as he is forced to come once more to the touch of his queen, accepting her gift, embracing it.“Thank you, my queen,” Dick says.The crest will allow him a phantom cock, simulate his need whenever his Queen wants him, and he thanks her for her blessing by kissing her wonderful breasts, her navel and then his tongue dips between her legs once more. He tastes himself, what he left inside her, forever lost to him but not her. His tongue is for her, all of him is for her from this point on and he could not be happier with his decision to bow to her.
They have already decided to name their sacred child Mar’i.
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Dick always has the same dream now.As soon as he falls asleep, he returns to that liminal space where the Great Darkness resides. The pulsing black eagerly awaits his return by now. The being glitters like oil in the dim orange-red light that illuminates everything around them but makes everything so unreal and confusing. Dick knows, instinctively, this is the end of the world. A state of being everything in existence will at some point reach.The knowledge makes him wish to escape even now, but everything here is the Great Darkness. There is nowhere to go and nowhere to hide.The being greets him as always, oily tentacles caressing his body, flicking against his exposed skin. Every pulse it gives off as it curls around him, jolts through Dick. It’s a warmth and a need and a relief.The power is all-consuming now that Dick has arrived to awaken the old beast. Dick’s heart seems to swell, a rhythmless muscle in his chest.The tentacles glide over his suit, curl around him to embrace him. Dick does not fight, not anymore. Fighting does not change these dreams, he knows. It is so much more rewarding to give in. He loses the protection of his suit more with every touch. It becomes one with the Great, and any fleeting thought of rebellion fully disappears from his mind.All the Great Darkness drags itself over him, pinning his arms to his chest as it tickles his skin, tar like fluid teasing his nipples and his sides. Tentacles wrap around him in various sizes, joining and dividing to create the pressure and weight his body needs. Dick moans as his cock is teased and swallowed, legs spread for the being’s entertainment, so his tight untouched hole is exposed.He is upright, then upside down as he throws his head, quick sharp push into his ass opening him up around the Destroyer of Universes. He is rocked in the air with every new intrusion of a new tentacle joining, building a thicker, fatter one. The darkness crawls deeper, fills him out until he is round with it.He is held in a bow, tentacle around his neck tight as the Great feeds itself into his body through his mouth, tongue pushed out and cock leaking white in an endless sea of writhing darkness. Dick twitches as it is plugged too, invaded so deeply Dick feels it in his burning balls. The mass of tentacles sits heavy in his guts, stomach filled to the prim. It is tickled by the darkness that makes up the ground as he is let down, now free hands sinking into the ground.Dick swallows around the tentacle in his mouth, hungry for more as his nipples are teased and everything within him screams for release. The Great invades his body more and more, painting his skin black, appearing in the whites of his unseeing eyes.Dick jerks awake to the sound of his alarm, body sweaty and limbs shaking.He knows, it is only a matter of time, before he’ll fully belong to it.