WARNING: Since this is an alternate ending, it does contain spoilers.
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The alien stood hunched before them, its pig-like nostrils flared in anticipation, long razor-sharp claws protruding from narrow digits that clacked together from powerful arms. The mesh of green scales were pulled taut over a near-triangular torso of bizarre muscles riddled with pulsing black veins, and two beady green eyes stared back at them from its fearsome head. But the creature’s most visible feature were its two glutted penises, one stacked on top of the other, both throbbing with life.
Victor felt a thrill in exposing his new body to them for the first time, and it made his twin cocks twitch against each other.
The creature purred, turning first to the naked Clara, then to Grosserode. Dormant rage quickly took control of Victor’s mind, and he crouched down, then sprinted toward the security man.
Grosserode hesitated for a moment before he reached for his gun, still lying on a seat just two steps away. This left him just enough time to raise it to chest-level before the alien was within swiping range. With the strike of a single claw, the rifle fell out of Grosserode’s grip and slid well out of reach. He fell in the direction of he gun only to be caught by the other claw, which ripped his face open and smashed him into a floor-to-ceiling control panel. He coughed bloody spurts before the alien lifted its taloned right foot and stomped it down three times, twisting his body into a gory stain on the floor.
Victor purred at his accomplishment, then stared back at Clara. He walked slowly up to her until, at last, all she could see was his blood-stained body.
The green goo smelled foul up close, so Clara raised her hands to her nose, exposing her luscious breasts. They were even more beautiful than Victor imagined. The more he looked at them, the more his two cocks twitched, and the more he felt an increasing sensitivity in his chest. Suddenly, the latter sensations eclipsed the former, and two blue shapes burst from Victor’s chest. Just like that, two more tiny creatures floated into view, both exactly identical to Victor’s except for their shimmering blue color. Clara looked up at Victor, then back at the creatures, watching as they rubbed their antennae over each other’s faceless gooey forms.
Clara screamed, and when the thought came to Victor’s mind, both creatures obeyed. They turned sideways, spat out tentacles of their own, then sucked down on her nipples.
As the tentacles squished out in all directions over her chest, blue goo spread over her skin, glistening in the florescent lights above. Victor admired her transformation, then shoved his fearsome face into hers, his probing arrow-shaped tongue feeling her teeth grow into fangs until her lips could finally meet his. She sobbed salty tears as more of her skin turned blue, and his claws caressed over the tiny streams of blood that trickled from the edges of her growing scales.
At that point, Clara kissed back and began to rub her hips against Victor’s lower cock, trying to summon up enough pleasure to mask all the pain she was enduring. Victor purred as he slobbered all over her hardening face, and he grazed the bottom of his mammoth shaft against her tiny swollen slit. However, the more the scales spread over her body, the larger her pussy became, and soon it puffed three times its original size, wrapping around his cock like a bun to a hot dog. Victor moaned under his alien breath as her cream aided his movements.
When Clara was completely covered in scales, Victor shoved it in. Clara moaned, then twitched violently as a long blue tail ripped out from beneath her, then rushed between Victor’s green legs. As he pulled out slightly, then squished his way back inside, her tail grazed his throbbing balls, and she began to ease the tip over his sticky green buttocks. Victor liked how that felt, and lowered his hips to feel more of it.
Clara changed much faster than Victor, so fast that he hardly had the chance to feel her human skin. By the time her hands reached around him, fully-formed claws dug into his thick green scales. Clear blue slime slithered all over her body, smearing into Victor’s scales, and he struggled to keep hold of her as he picked her up from the seat. Nevertheless, he succeeded, and she hopped up and down on his alien cock, squeezing her body against the other one, now pressed against Victor’s stomach.
The landing craft was too small to contain them and their furious passion. Victor’s right shoulder cracked a window while Clara’s tail crashed down on the navigation console. Both then spun across the floor and bashed into the door to the airlock, triggering a hiss of steam and several noisy sirens. The dent offered the perfect cradle for Clara’s new body, and the two rocked harder against it until it crushed inward.
In an instant, the airlock failed, the lights blinked out, and the ship crushed inward, jettisoning the two lovers out onto the patch of grass near the ship, sending several flowers scattering for cover. Victor fell on his back and Clara landed even harder on his hips. It was too much for him to bear. He clawed her blue hips as hard as he could as his hips hopped up and down on the grass with every pulse. Clara came a second later, and right away, Victor felt something press against the tip of his cock. Clara purred loudly, then moaned, and stepped off of him.
Victor sat up just in time to see a large egg squeeze out from Clara’s pussy. The egg was the size of a football, but in muted blue and green shades that seemed to flow over each other before they stopped in one swirled pattern. A few seconds later came a second egg. Then a third.
Victor carefully walked among the flowers and kissed Clara, then cuddled up behind her. When one of the walking flowers stopped on the back of his hand, he carefully raised it up to her, then grinned between his fangs.
At last, he had done it.
She was his.
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