A Welcome Invasion

Seth Owens, awake from his exhausting late night, shoots up realizing his alarm was going off. Without thinking, he threw himself out of bed and into a frenzy. This was because the alarm going off indicated the latest he could get up for work and the alarm had been going for several minutes already.

He didn't even have time to bolt out the door.

The frantic nature of his preparation was indicative of his inner thoughts. Clearly, he thought last night must have been a pleasant dream. That was until he passed his bathroom and saw something that nearly stopped his heart.

Peaking over the edge of the tub was a long, flat, horrific face. It was like a broken oblong rectangle standing vertically with two tentacles sticking out of the top like horns. Four sunken in ring-like eyes sat at the diagonal edges of the face, a long V shaped maw split the face in half. The strangest part of it looked as though it was one mass, not separate parts of an entire face. It was clinging to the edge by two long, thick, yellow tentacles.

"That was real...?" Seth stammered.

Sunder extended a single tentacle that split in two. A familiar gesture. Seth calmly walked over and allowed the invasion of his ear canals.

~ Seth. Morning. The noise box you keep near the nest has been going on for 4 minutes and 34 seconds.~

~ ya I got to go to work. Sunder is that your face? ~ Seth asked, unsure. At this distance the "face" if you could call it that, looked more like someone pressing their head through a soft plastic like material.

~ This form should be more suitable to your social requirements. I also took the liberty of escorting you to the nest.~ Their thoughts seemed softer, almost loving. Despite the weird rigidity.

~ Ah...ugh just be yourself it's honestly more creepy this way. Also, how did you get me to bed?!~ He looked down at the floor, and it didn't seem to have any wetness, nor did the carpet.

~ Triggering your brain receptors. Getting you into the nest was trivial. A slight application of force also aided in the endeavor.~

~ was...was that sarcasm? Wait, anyway, I got to go!~

~ go? You cannot go.~

~ What!? Why!? I have work, I have to go!~

~ You bear my offspring. I must ensure their safety. I also must ensure the secrecy of my being.~ Sunder said stern and cold.

Seth came to and remembered he was pregnant. Poking his belly, it felt more bumpy and full than it did before.

~ Cease. They will be fine. The eggs are sturdy. You must not be unattended.~

~ Look, I understand your worry, but I have to go to work, and it's not like you can come with! ~ he yelled in his thoughts. But managed to stifle his voice.

~ I can.~

"NO! You can't! I mean you can't be seen, right!?"

~ Cease audible communication. I can accompany you anywhere. Unseen.~

~How!? Look I need to get going or I'll be in trouble!~ The face receded back into Sunder's body, and they left the tub.

~ My body can safely fit inside yours. No harm will come to the eggs. I will be unable to communicate while inside.~

~ you mean...all of you inside my...~

~ Correct~

The time was ticking by, and he had to make a quick decision. It was too late to call off and he would already have to go fast.

"FINE HURRY! I NEED TO GO!" Seth yelled in haste, not thinking twice about his decision.

After that confirmation, Sunder slid up his pants and in one smooth motion plunged their whole body into Seth's. It was unlike anything he had ever felt. Full yet completely comfortable.

As soon as he got a bearing Seth sprinted down the stairs and into the car. Turning it on, the radio sputtered to life with the talk-show. He didn't care to listen, he just drove.

It wasn't until he had a good pace to be on time that he finally stopped to catch his breath. Then he noticed it, his stomach bulged out, making it look like he gained 40 pounds!

"HEY! I ACTUALLY LOOK PREGNANT! SLIM OUT AND DISPERSE!" He shouted to no avail. He slammed his head against the wheel. What was he going to do? Even for someone out of shape like him, this is an impossible amount of weight gain to sweep under the rug.

The only thing he could do was try to get Sunder to move; however, he couldn't talk to them. Thus he did the only thing he could. He began pressing down on his extended belly. It snapped back at him, clearly Sunder disapproved.

He imagined what they would be thinking.

Cease. Don't do that. Talk internally. Blah blah...

Then he got an idea. He tried to rub and gently massaged Sunder. Guiding him into a better position. It worked...to an extent. Clearly, they would only move to the extent they felt wouldn't disturb the eggs.

Seth's stomach looked much more reasonable, but still distended. He could work with this. What was going to be harder to work with was the sensation. It felt so good! He had to put all his mental energy into not getting hard. Then, like no time had passed, he had arrived at work.

Getting out of his car Seth got an immediate sense that the day was primed to be difficult. Every movement rubbed Sunder against his inner walls. To which Sunder clutched, stiffened, or otherwise attempted to hold still. Causing more pleasure.

Making a break for the sign-in docket Seth unfortunately was late by 10 minutes. If he were a little faster, he could have made the 5 minute grace period. Now he was going to have a lot of time deducted and be dressed down most likely.

Being so late however no one was there to chide him, and so Seth started to work. Reaching for his headphones, he exclaimed.

"Fuhuck...!" In a sad and disappointed tone.

In his rush to get to work on time, he had left them behind. Now he had to work through the pleasure and worry with no real distractions. To say it was difficult would be an understatement.

Seth, by sheer determination, managed to make it to 2pm without incident and only slightly behind schedule.

Right on time, however, Eric reared his ugly head. It was a new place, as it was every day. Likely to ensure he had the element of surprise.

"Well, well, well it seems you listened for once and left the music behind."

"Then my business with you is null and void today, dic..." he mumbled his name enough to insult him.

"Well, lucky me, I have something else to discuss with you today. Tardy to the party. Tsk tsk tsk. You know what that means...?"

He did not hear the insult.

Seth's stress spiked. This was something he could be hit hard for, and people cared.

~Dammit!~

As his stress went up, he could feel movement from within. Then a tentacle peaked out, causing Seth to eek out a moan.

"Hey, pay attention, maid! Don't look away! Eye contact is essential to establishing dominance." Eric began droning on about the importance of masculinity and work ethic all the while a tentacle snaked its way up to Seth's ears.

~ FUCK! FUCK! STOP HE'S RIGHT THERE!~

The thought was too early. Right after thinking that, Sunder's tentacles reached his ears.

~Cease activity. You are putting a strain on those you host. ~ they said calmly.

~ Stop my boss is right in front of me!~

"Hey what is that! Are you..? You sneaky little maid! Take off those headphones while talking to me!" Eric yelled, lunging for Sunder.

Seth quickly ripped their tentacle out of his ear. The feedback was immediate and intense. Causing him to almost pass out from a sudden lack of mental facilities.

Just before stumbling he felt a tight pinch inside his stomach and came to. The pain in his head was nearly unbearable.

"...sorry, Eric, you are sooo right!! I'll put them away..." Seth said before sprinting down the hall pushing his cleaning cart.

He rushed to his relaxation spot and pulled at the still dangling tendril. Guiding it back to his ear.

~ Do. Not. Do. That. Again. Serious harm may befall you.~

~ You were the one who almost got caught! Besides, I thought you were the one saying you wouldn't be able to talk to me!~

Sunder's silence was deafening. Seth almost began to weep.

~ Please. Don't cry. You are unharmed. This situation is unproductive. Might I put forth a suggestion?~

Seth did not answer but nodded his head, unable to form much thought.

~ I am able to communicate with you without direct contact. My species shares a hive mind that we can connect to at will. I can grant you limited access to the network by manipulating your brain.~

~Do you consent?~ He asked after a short silence.

~ Are they going to take over my mind and body? ~ Seth sadly stammered.

~ No. The limited frequency will be via a portion of my own bio-matter. It will allow more convenient exchange of thought. This will allow me to aid and please you more thoroughly.~

~ what do I have to lose, sure.~

The next few minutes were a blur of numbness and sensation loss. When he regained his wits, 10 minutes had passed.

~ Seth. You continue to prove my observations correct. A true ideal host. Rejoice.~

"My head, why is it throbbing so much?" Seth asked verbally and thoughtfully.

~ All is well. Brain alterations rarely go to perfection. This one did. The pain was kept to the acceptable minimum. You may think openly. I shall always hear it.~

That concerned him at first, but that quickly subsided when thinking back to the pain of removing his tendril.

~ Worry not. You are mine. My host. My egg nest. Mine to protect.~

The butterfly at their words sent Seth into an involuntary frenzy. Then before any leakage could occur, the previously ear tendril shot forth around his penis. Cleaning up the mess before it could be a problem.

He moaned loudly...

~ thank you.~

A feeling of understanding washed over him as the tentacle retreated back inside.

~ I should get back to work.~

~ Careful Seth. Be wary of your health.~

Seth nodded and got back to work. Those who witnessed him the rest of the day, would go on to say he had a pep in his step. It was as though he had catchy music playing in his head. The day went on for another hour and a half before he came back to his rest area, done and dusted for the day.

Thirty minutes, he had thirty minutes to relax before he could clock out.

10 minutes into his rest, Sunder began to communicate.

~ Seth. you should cease coming to this facility. It appears to be unhealthy for you.~

~ I can't stop working. I need food and shelter. You need money for those things, and this place gives me enough money.~

At that Sunder went quiet and contemplated what was just learned. Clearly, the society they were from worried about different things.

After the time was up, Seth got up and clocked out, heading home.

"You're quite Sunder. Is everything okay?" Seth asked worriedly.

~ I cannot wrest you from this facility. Thus, I must compensate in other areas. To boost fulfillment and keep your health up.~

~ Thanks, but I will be fine, Sunder. I mean, it does feel nice having you in there. ~ he said, blushing and getting hard.

~ understood. I will prioritize your pleasure. This increases both physical and mental well-being.~

~ That sounds nice. ~ he exhaled and sighed.

Smiling wide, Seth drove the rest of the way home.

Once inside, with the doors closed, his pants hit the floor and his shirt was sent flying. Not by Seth's hands though.

~ I am connected to you. I know what you think and what you desire. I can do more. If you would let me all the way in.~

"I oblige Sunder," he moans as the sensations start to flare up in his body.

The next hour was a blur of passion, sex, and fluids.

Near the start of the hour mid coitus Sunder set a box in front of Seth.

~ You desire to be attractive. I am unable to judge based on your species standards however. To achieve attractiveness it appears we must make use of this box of products. I shall aid in this endeavor.~

Next thing Seth knew, nail paint, mascara, lipstick, and blush were applied to him. Then a set of black lingerie is put on, then a dress on top of that.

~ God, you really do know my every desire...do you know...? ~ before he could finish, Sunder had a response. A tentacle with a tip like a mouth came around his flank and started to make out with him.

~ Does that answer your question? The other question. The eggs are doing well. ~ the two of them cooed and felt pleasant together. Due to the connection, Seth could now tell they felt good despite their inflection.

It made Seth happy. This was more than he could have asked for, even if this ended up killing him. This brief stint of happiness in his bleak life absolutely made it worth it.

The tentacles pumped in and out shallower than the night previous but with increased vigor and sensation changes. His breasts twisting, his cock engulfed in a vibrating tentacle tipped with smaller tendrils working his shaft.

His mind was being bombarded with pleasure and feedback. It quickly overwhelmed him, locking him into a quivering mess. He lost count of the orgasms.

The next thing he knew, Sunder was under him, caressing his body.

~ You wished to be awake 1 hour ago. For some other activities. It is 2 hours later. You needed rest. ~ one of his tentacles then laid a kiss on Seth's cheek. Of course, this is how he wished to awaken after being railed this good.

~ well I should probably eat and ya I do want to play some games. Got to climb the ranked ladder. ~ he sat up and Sunder retreated into his bottom like he did at the start of the day, bulbously extending his gut.

~ This state is most pleasing for both of us. What is this ranked ladder? ~ they rumbled from inside.

~ I'll show you.~ Seth went to the kitchen, grabbed some food, then sat down in full drag at his computer.

~ This game is called Squad of Supers. It's a hero based shooter. Climbing the ranked ladder means to compete against other humans to see who can get the highest score or rank.~

Sunder quietly observed Seth as he played. Noting down his increasing stress levels as a number on the screen went down after the words match loss came up. The third of these in a row triggered a new response: a yelling, pounding fit.

~ This is pleasurable?~

~YES! I just have to get a win! ~ Seth exclaimed while hitting the new match button.

~ Cease. This is not a healthy activity. I can offer sexual release.~

~ No, just let me finish this game. I can't end on a loss! ~ After a tedious 30 minute game ended in a loss, Seth got angry again but before he could hit the next match button, Sunder interjected.

~ I could force you to cease. Your devotion to my cause stops me. Please. Find a healthy alternative.~

That plea from this new companion managed to get through to him. More than anything in his past involving this game. He had a slight addiction to it. His favorite heroes consisted of a magical dragon girl, a Wolfman like anti-hero, and a tentacle beast from beyond, of which he played most of this session with. Sunder seemed to like that despite his protests.

"Okaaaay. I'll play a more soothing game. I also enjoy most of those are relaxing enough.~

A low grumble of sorts could be felt in his belly. No resistance was had though.

So Seth played Old Tales 2, an older entry in a popular 7 series title. Sunder observed for an hour as he played a mixed perspective game involving killing monsters, helping others, and having relatively tame sex with strange, non-human women. At the hour mark, however, he began to wane, getting drowsy, barely even touching the game.

A command shot through his body

~ MOVE TO THE NEST. ~ Then he did. With a little help from some friendly tentacles.

~..I can move, don't...don't take control of my body.~ He was gently laid in the bed and tucked in. Just before falling asleep, he heard one last thought echo into his mind.

~ Only when danger is inevitable. You are my egg nest. Not a slave. Rest.~

Seth had a final thought before he fell asleep, that died before its final formation...

Unfortunately he would go on to forget it the following morning.

Sunder, on the other hand, heard it crystal clear. Meek and soft, he thought

~...love you....~