Walking down the back alleys of Manhattan at 1am wasn’t a good idea, even for the locals, but Josh was too drunk to think clearly. He’d moved to New York for a full ride scholarship to Manhattan College for football after being born and raised in small town Nebraska. Josh was your typical all American jock, big fish from a small pond who thought he’d still be big stuff in the ocean. At 6’4 and 230 pounds of muscle, he wasn’t likely to be messed with, even with his country twang accent.

He rounded a corner and kept moving, slowly sobering up as he realized he might be lost. The party was only a couple on blocks from campus, however he still didn’t have a firm idea of the area. A small drop of water hit the back of his neck and Josh jumped off freight.

After catching his breath, Josh touched the back of his neck trying to calm miss now completely sober brain. When he removed his hand, he noticed a small black rubbery spot on his fingers. Examining it further, he rubbed his fingers together and noticed how elastic and easily it spread across his fingers.

Josh tried wiping it off but it wouldn’t budge, it was stuck to his hand. He started to continue walking, trying to get back to the street so he could find his way back to his dorm. His panic induced sobriety had subsided and a light buzz filled his head again as his body tried to process all the alcohol he had.

Josh thought the weird rubbery stuff was probably used oil, like the stuff he’d take out of his old truck back home.

The thought of his truck remind him of his ex, a beautiful girl who dumped him because she was going to California for college. In Josh’s mind, he pictured her, bare minimum an 8 with a good size rack, 34DD or something like that, and a cute butt. Letting his mind linger on her, he remembered her laying on the bed of his truck. Her nipples slowly getting erect in the cool autumn night and how sensitive they were when he flicked them with his tongue before sucking on them.

The erotic wondering if his mind had his cock slowly growing to create a tent in his pants. There was another feeling though, a warm tingling on his hand. Looking down, he noticed that the black goop was moving; spreading out slowly.

Josh was able to stay calm this time because it felt weirdly enjoyable. With his mind no longer filled with lustful thoughts, the rubbery goop stopped spreading and no longer felt warm. Josh felt this was slightly odd but decided not to worry about it until he got back to his dorm.

He continued walking and let his mind return to its wandering. The picture of his ex returned to the front of his mind, but this time she looked hotter. Her face and body had become leaner, slightly muscular. She left out a soft moan as he brushed his thumb over her nipple. Josh swore that he could actually feel his thumb on it and when he grabbed it he could feel her warm breast.

As he opened the door to his dorm, he noticed that his hand was fully enclosed by the rubbery gunk. It looked like a right rubber glove and removed all character in his hand, no hairs, fingerprints, nails, nor scars were visible.

Josh was curious, was it the goop that made it feel like he was actually grabbing a warm breast? He cleared his head of everything except the thought of feeling a large pair of tits, and to his surprise he felt the goop shift and change around his hand, emulation the soft and subtle tit.

A dangerous and perverted thought filled Josh’s mind, if it felt this good on his hand, imagine how it would feel on his cock! Josh locked himself in his room and tore off his clothes, taking special care to not get the goop anywhere else on his body, before jumping on his bed in anticipation; his cock hard in anticipation. He cleared his head of everything except a hot babe and grabbed his engorged cock with his goop covered hand. Using small thrusts of his hips, he covered his cock as he imagined slowly thrusting his cock into her. To his amazement, it was working just as he had hoped, even after he moved his hand it still felt like he was deep inside this imaginary woman.

The first sign of a problem came when a wired idea filed his head, he should cover his ass with the goop. He tried to stop his hand as it slowly lowered itself down and started rubbing his right asshole.

Goop now covered his ass and Josh could no longer concentrate on anything other than fucking. An abrupt pain shot through him as the rubbery goop thrust itself into his ass and urethra, the mental image of a hot babe suddenly replaced by drones covered completely by the goop. One drone was fucking his ass slowly as another thrust a sounding rod in and out of his urethra, slowly stroking josh’s cock as he did.

Josh was full of panic and tried to break free. He suddenly felt two hands push his shoulders down to keep him still and looked up at another drone. The drop in the back of his neck had spread out to cover his shoulders and was slowly working its way up his neck.

The fight in Josh was slowly dying, slowly giving up to be replaced by pleasure. The pleasure of having a sound in his cock and the pressure of having his ass fucked. It was so much easier to enjoy the pleasure than it was to fight it. When the goop had reached his mouth, he didn’t fight it.

The goop on his mouth began to enter, formed like a cock that slowly thrust in and out. Slowly fucking his mind, replacing his past and personality with empty pleasure.

A voice could now be heard, not Josh’s voice though, a different one. The goop’s voice, his new master’s voice. It had a simple message, ‘cum, cum and join the collective drone.’

It sounded beautiful, dominant and powerful. Why would Josh want to fight it, the goop was making him feel so much pleasure. Following its orders would probably lead to more pleasure!

Without any fight, Josh let his cum fly, and with it what was left of Josh mentally. His cum started off its normal white before turning into the black rubber goo.

Josh, now a mindless drone, took the rubber goop on his hand and spread it all over its body, completely imprisoning Josh’s body in goo. The drone then went toward the door, cock still hard, to look for suitable subjects to cum the goop onto for the creation of another drone.