SOMETHING SEXY THIS WAY CUMS (GOTH GIRLFRIEND TG) Draft (Patreon)

"I OFFER YOU MY ALL! I WILL BE THE PORTAL! LET ME BE YOUR SERVANT AND PARTNER IN ALL THINGS AS YOU ENTER THIS MORTAL PLANE!"

The cultist stood, one hand clenched in a fist, the other holding a knife as he shallowly sliced through his forearm. It had taken some time to push away the piled up trash from his circle, the book he was reading from slightly greasy and filled with food stains.

"BLOOD OF MY VEINS! MY WORLDLY POSSESSIONS YOURS!"

There weren't many, mostly junk, past due bills and eviction notices overflowing his trash can.

"SUC'MEAFTH! I SUMMON THEE!"

Aaron's life had peaked in high school, back when he found the book and was considered a hot goth guy. Sure it was fun back in high school and college, but if he had known when he was graduating he'd be yelling out spells and cutting he'd have been mortified. But then the job hunt stagnated for a year, his savings burning low as he tried making it on his own. And when he did get a shitty corporate job that drained the life from him day by day, the fuckers had the nerve to downsize just his department. After getting angry and starting a scene, it seemed like people around town had been warned so this time the hunt wasn't just stagnant, it was DOA.

Everything started feeling like too much of an effort as the days dragged on, but the book was there for all of it, as a way to pass the time became an obsession. Here he was hating the world, and these texts spoke of beings able to dominate and convert, horrific monsters whose names were forcibly forgotten from history. Well, he thought that at least. Some of the book was in English but most of it was in some language he never actually learned. He just took pics and uploaded them to online translators, the google translations good enough for him to get the gist. It spoke of power, of a better life, of revenge! And the more he poured over them, the more whispers he heard at night, tempting him with the ritual, with glory.

All was for his lord, his disheveled state a boon as the text called for a true adherent to Suc'Meafth to shun sunlight and human interaction, his lifestyle already ahead of the book on that front. Some bits he had to intuitively guess given his translation went at points "blood inside outside now" and had been hard to follow, but he had done it, all for the purpose of summoning the ultimate darkness and destroying this shithole of a world. It was all easier than he expected though he had to admit, wondering why more people hadn't done this in ancient times. Even the voice in his head stuff wasn't nearly as bad as he was expecting. It was more like a buddy to talk to at night asking for his thoughts, chatting him up. If he was tired the whispering would stop. It would have worried him more about how nice it was if the voice hadn't insisted that he was "its special one."

Well it was time to meet, his bank account drained, his everything offered up to this malevolent eldritch god which thanks to online shopping had meant a rather long amount of clicking for some of the rarer stuff. He could imagine it being a pain in the ass finding a bezoar and African Dream seeds back in the ancient times, but they just cost a shit ton in shipping. It did mention how having nothing brought you closer to Suc'meafth so again, just another case of his lifestyle helping. He drew the last few symbols in his blood after mashing in the other ingredients, his hands a bit shaky but he doubted a god would care too much about handwriting.

He didn't know what to expect as he finished the last symbol, certain it'd take some time or expecting even nothing in the cynical part of his brain. What he didn't see coming was how quickly the whole ring would glow, scaring him a bit and dazing the sun-starved NEET as he was forced out the center, his ears ringing as a large black tentacle sprung from the void and slammed onto the carpeted floor with a meaty thwack.

Aaron barely had any time to process as more tentacles followed, rattling the cabinets, shaking his shelves, a full circle of black feelers twitching as they flexed, ever so slowly revealing an amorphous black blob. Odd streaks of white raced around the shifting sphere of utter black, slowly forming the shape of eyes and teeth. It was utterly menacing, minus the stovetop hat that just kind of cutely rested atop its head as the ever shifting face of it. It spoke in a voice that echoed endlessly, shaking all as it proclaimed, "SPECIAL ONE! I HAVE COME FROM THAT WHICH EXISTS ABOVE YOUR MORTAL REALM! DOST THOU-"

There was a thumping from below from the neighbors, interrupting its grand entrance.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!"

Aaron grinned, his annoying neighbor surely the first to taste the full brunt of his god's power, expecting the endless mass to tear apart the floor and flood the apartment below, granting her an endless, devastating-

"Ah sorry didn't realize it was so late. Anyways I am the god Suc'Meafth and you can-"

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU BEING SO POLITE?!"

He couldn't help it, the shock of watching the god crumble into itself slightly and talk at room level the biggest of the night so far. It was almost too much, this potential disappointment just another in a life of nothing but. This wasn't right! And the damn god was shushing him too!

"Hey! You're supposed to grant my every desire right?! Why the fuck are you being polite all of a sudden?!"

It looked a bit taken aback by that.

"All of a sudden? Why do you think I've been whispering at night? It's incredibly rude to be loud at this hour, I just forgot myself in the excitement."

Aaron was just stunned speechless, trying to find the words as Suc' continued.

"But of course I'm here to grant your every desire. Great power, great wealth, adoration and support!"

The look on its face was excited, Aaron's panic fading slightly, but why wasn't world domination on there?

"Alright that's more like it! But why are you so soft?"

"Soft? Well my body is more gelatinous in makeup in my usual-"

"NOT LITERA-"

More thumps from below interrupting him as Aaron found himself being quieter.

"Not literally! Like, the neighbor downstairs disrespected you!"

"...hmm? Did we not enter her territory uninvited with our voices? Here let me silence all our chatter before I get properly started on your end of the deal."

The thumping stopped, or rather the sound did, a bit of vibration rumbling against Aaron's feet, the outside sounds of traffic and insects replaced with an eerie silence.

"Okay that's kind of freaky, but you're not getting me. I don't want a polite god. I don't want a goody two shoes following society's laws! You've gotta be more forceful! I'm talking DOMINATION! That's why I've been so devoted! That's why I gave up e-everything for... uh..."

The shape of Suc'meafth's face had changed, growing more malevolent by the second, a perverse joy spreading as the shapeless form of its body stretched against the drawn on face, tearing open as a wet, gaping mouth drooled, a tongue as large as Aaron spilling drool. For the first time proper fear began to show in him, realizing he had gotten too casual with an all powerful entity. The portal had already closed, its nest of tentacles all sliding towards him, making him shriek when he felt them begin to poke at his feet, others rising off the ground.

"W-Wait I'm sorry! I-I'll scream!"

"Don't worry, I knew you would. That's why I made this silent. Now you can be as loud as you need to be. The reformation will be intense."

Now he was terrified, the tentacles dripping as they rolled around his ankles, another set wrapping around his waist as he went to swat at them, only to feel his arms similarly bound.

"Th-This isn't what I asked for! Th-The ritual said we'd be partners! You're supposed to grant all my wishes!"

That seemed to give it pause, the eldritch god scratching the side of its mouth as it thought.

"I'm trying to be polite about this, after all the instructions were very clear. And you followed them to the letter. But technically the ritual is just consent, but since you asked... Sure why not."

It seemed to come to a decision, Aaron relieved for a second until the tentacles tightened further, their set sucking grasp wrapping around him tightly as Suc'Meafth grinned evilly.

"I prefer to be a gentleman, but since you want, no you DEMAND me to dominate you, I'll make sure to utterly devastate you dear! I apologize for being so slow on the uptick, I remember you mumbling about rping with people in one of our talks, I just didn't think you would take it this far."

"Huh? What are y-OOOOH~!"

His protests were cut off as a slimy tentacle tore through his pants, ramming up his ass as his protests cut off into a surprised grunt. It was already lubed up from the slime it was covered in, sliding in painlessly, slightly rumbling as it slid deeper inside. It slowed as it approached his prostate, the heat and pressure from it teasing the tender organ, Aaron's face screwed tight as his body began to heat up, his grunts confused as he felt his cock begin to stiffen. The room was spinning, such intense teasing making him feel strange, the slimy embrace of its tentacles rubbing him all over, the slime remnants buzzing against his skin as his cock began to harden. He couldn't be enjoying this he couldn't be- And then the tentacle thrust into his g spot.

"HYAAA~ AHHH FUCK AHH- MMPH?!"

Another tentacle gagged him, face fucking him, sliding effortlessly down his throat as he was turned. His shirt was ripped off, the tentacles pumping as a third poked his navel, Aaron muffled in his screams, watching it pull back before ramming into his belly button.

"I hope you're prepared. Obviously this will come with sensations beyond those most mortals could handle. Yet you insisted on this."

It wasn't like he could ask about what he had insisted on, the full body fucking reaching a new intensity once the tentacle thrust into his navel. Skewering wouldn't have been the right word for it, a warm, surprisingly gentle pucker of his skin before black goo dove into his body, Aaron feeling the veiny stuff probe inside him as his prostate was rammed.

SCHCLNNK

"MMMGH! MMMPPH NNNNGHHHH GHH GAHH~!"

Something had crunched, Aaron's hips burning as the burrowed tentacle seemingly doubled in girth, a deeply embarrassed flush unable to stop his gagged moans as his masculinity pumped out his erect cock. His hips felt bulkier now, his asshole seemingly molded to the tentacle, an alien warmth pulsing through his organ as the black threads of goo spilled into it, squeezing and shaping as he came till only a soapy thin splatter of cum exited his cock.

The ooze was doing things to him he could scarcely imagine, his ribcage crinkling as it was tied around like a corset by its probing tentacles, his throat having its bulge scraped away by the pulsating one filling his mouth. At first he gagged at it, feeling it rub his uvula, blocking his airways as he struggled to breathe. It was filling him in ways he hadn't known were possible, the creature's throbbing limbs gushing ooze as girlish grunts spilled from his plumping lips, his chin-length black hair spreading down past his hips as the web of black ooze threaded throughout his body, all of it coiling behind his cock as he came.

His stores had already been emptied, yet he could tell something else was spilling out his cock. Each thick spurt left him weaker, smaller, his own weight on the tentacles spearing his body noticeably lighter as he choked under the ungodly pleasure defiling every inch of his being.

"Hmm? Oh are you struggling? Ah right humans and their standardized internals. I forget how easy you things can break. Apologies let me just..."

Aaron was on the verge of passing out, unable to breathe, the tentacles all buzzing as they throbbed like invading cocks, spewing out waves of corruption inside as he coughed out the top tentacle.

"AHHHHHHHN~!"

The screams just erupted once he had caught his breath, goo spurting from his nose, crying from his widening eyes. He could feel it in his skull, in his ass, his lanky midsection pudging up irregularly as the goo molded to soft fat, his skin trembling as its paleness gained a glossy sheen. He knew now what it was like to be utterly helpless, every piece of him this creature's plaything as he struggled in its grasp. He couldn't stop his cock from releasing more of whatever was being drained, his pleasured shrieks echoing as they rose up another half octave, his eyes fluttering as the ooze poured into his pupils and jelly, tripling their size as his skull burst to fit around them.

His form was like playdoh, disgusting pleasure overriding any pain as his nose sunk into his shifting skull, his cheeks so much softer, his entire body throbbing as he felt the eldritch being's essence soften whatever meager muscle he had left. His ass was especially tender, something between a mixture of ruptures and spanks making his rear burn as every shift from the tentacles made it jiggle, sending more alien sparks of ecstasy through his form. He felt tiny, helpless, tears spilling out once the goo had finished, his girlish screams only enforcing how much of his body had been fucked with as he struggled to see the full breadth of what had been done. Everything looked so soft now, his arms alluringly plush as the gooey remnants on them threaded to fishnets, his waist so curvy and hypnotizing even as he struggled. Oh god it was turning him into a girl.

"S-STAAAAAAAHP~! Ah w-wait I didn't- Eh?"

For a moment Aaron had panicked, worried he had upset the being toying with him, yet at the panicked utterance the endless fucking paused, each tentacle slacking as he was gently lowered to the ground. Strands of goo still stuck to his weakened form, and another shameful orgasm spilled out his cock as the tentacles slid out of his ass and navel, but beyond that the shapeless being's face looked more concerned than malevolent.

"Was I too rough? I was trying to dominate as asked. Why do you seem upset?"

"Um u-umm..."

Aaron needed a mirror, testing out his hands, his slender, girlish hands as he felt up arms that were smooth and inviting, his shoulders rounded at some point during the fucking. His chest was at least still flat, but both nipples were engorged, a cursory flick making him gasp as a weird sort of throb traveled down his cock. Shit it was like there was a hollow space now, trembling but so tight the edges kept rubbing against themselves deep inside, his hands feeling just how plump his ass was though it all looked a bit off with his bony hips. His entire body was a mishmash of feminine and masculine sections jumbled together, his curvy waist not backed by his spine, his chest flat and most importantly his cock still there, though there was a worrying hint of a crease between his balls like some kind of skin cameltoe.

"I-Is it over?"

"Over? Why would it be over? I just paused because you seemed distressed. Apologies if you wanted me to keep going. Here I'll-"

"No th-this isn't what I wanted AT ALL! What is- This makes no sense oh god what did you do to me?!"

The gelatinous blob of menace shrunk at that, putting on a saddened puppy dog face as it stared at its trembling acolyte.

"I thought that was clear. You wanted to be my special one. That's why I talked with you for a few weeks. We're compatible. That's why you summoned me to be your boyfriend isn't it?"

"EHHH?!"

"Wait, were you not listening to me at night?"

Admittedly past the first few there'd always be a point where Aaron would tune out the voice in his head, but considering this was an eldritch god who had just half feminized him, he felt the worst thing he could do at this point was further piss it off.

"N-No I just er... didn't want it to be so forceful. Th-This kind of thing takes time y'know. To get uh, comfortable with the... changes."

It was bizarre seeing its face shift to pensive, the blob bobbing its head in a thoughtful nod.

"Yes yes it's much better to take our time with these things. An instant would be too fast after an eternity of timeless quantum locking hmm... Comfortability yes, a more natural approach. Understood. Give me the rest of the night to work on the other pieces of our contract. Don't worry, I vow to sweep you off your feet."

It almost seemed too good to be true, Aaron slowly backing off till he ducked into his bathroom, his shitty one room apartment not exactly swimming in options for privacy, the murmurs of Suc' in the other room muffled as he shut the door and inspected his reflection.

"Fuck is that really me?"

He looked like a hot goth girl minus the flat chest and half erect cock. It seemed some of the ooze had magically applied mascara, water doing nothing to the black shade lidding his larger eyes. It seemed permanent.

"Okay okay go over my options. Wh-What can I do now? I mean he has no concept of time right? Maybe I can prolong him for my whole life. B-Be an androgynous..."

He flinched at his pert nipples and curvy waist, the scale tipped too far to feminine to even pretend he was only half changed. At best maybe 60/40 leaning to feminine.

"Can I seal him back in?"

He paused at the thought, trembling at the idea of the god in the other room overhearing it, but the being seemed more focused on whatever it was planning.

"No that's stupid god what a fucking idiotic idea! I'm in this situation because I don't think! I only translated the bits I wanted. It'd realize what I'm doing way before I could get the stuff I'd need. It took three weeks to get half those ingredients and I doubt something that can travel through dimensions would struggle with a history search. Maybe it's hopeless and I should give iIIIIHN~?!"

At the thought of giving in Aaron's stomach gurgled, his shaft instantly hardening as the internal rubbing spread deeper, a rather pathetic mewl leaving him as cum dribbled down his lanky thighs. Before his eyes he could see the shape of them trembling, a subtle rounding of curves as the gap between was just a tad more closed, remembering his agreement.

"W-Was it cause I considered g-giving- No don't even say that! Why do they take things so literally!"

He supposed this was the end result of messing with forces he didn't understand, though the fact he only seemed to change with acceptance of some sort at least meant he could delay this for months, maybe even years if he played his cards right. He just had to accept his blessings as they were that his new god seemed to be a romantic.

It took a few minutes for the aroused bizarreness between his thighs to die down, Aaron breathing deep as he took solace in what little control he had. He felt exhausted, unable to process everything that had happened. Thankfully Suc'Meafth was still doing... whatever the hell its glowing dark body was doing as Aaron slunk off to bed. Before he knew it all the shock had run its course, his eyes closing near instantly as he slipped effortlessly into a deep, dreamless sleep.

"Nggh mmm~ hehe whozzat sexy- Ah!"

He grumbled to himself, woken up by his own sleepy voice sounding like a wet dream as the partial changes below were alien enough to jolt him awake. Fuck. He had been hoping it'd all be a dream when he woke up, the curtain of black hair dashing that hope instantly.

What was odd though was him waking up at all this early, his phone on the night table reading 8:45 as he stretched. His body was still kind of sore, his back particularly feeling awkward as he felt surprisingly energized. Usually he wouldn't wake up till at least after noon, yet this was almost- Wait he didn't have a night table!

Looking around made his head throb, not exactly painful but a definite pressure of reality not matching his memories... kind of. Like it was blurry, his apartment devoid of trash and its usual mess so maybe his carpet had always looked so clean, his apartment feeling more spacious. And his phone... did it always have those sparkly black rhinestones on the back of it? It seemed a bit too girly for him, but he had been a goth before all these changes so it wasn't unheard of. No no this was definitely Suc'Meafth's doing, some of his memories fuzzy.

"Hey where are you?"

No response, the eldritch being off doing who knew what as he sighed.

"I mean at least my apartment's nicer. Just enjoy it Aaron while the privacy lasts. Is the bathroom in the same spot?"

It seemed like it was as he opened the door, half stumbling in only to find harder carpeting instead of linoleum, key cards and keyboards mixing with idle chatter.

"Wh-What the fuck?!"

Aaron was in an office, his bathroom door still leading back to his apartment as the shock made his hand let go. It slammed shut, the well oiled hiss of air conditioning slowing it long enough for him to spin around and yelp before it clicked, Aaron opening it only to see a supply closet. It made his shabby clothing stand out amidst so many tailored suits around him, the apparent high rise and large open floor plan enough to make it clear he was in an office with plenty of money behind it. And here he was with one sock and stained black sweats a bit too large for his body, a stained white undershirt on as the business people all suddenly noticed him.

"G-Good morning boss!"

"Great job on the presentation!"

"Right on time! Did you look at the merger agreement I-"

It was overwhelming, the mockery and derision he had been prepared for instead an endless wave of flattery and trepidation. No one seemed shocked to see him there, everyone carrying an air of reverence as he mumbled his way through the crowd. They respected him? Th-They thought he fit in... Oh he could get used to-

"Nngh ahh~ w-wait y-oooh~ st-OOOHPID-"

All that flattery had gone straight to his head, the dizzying rush of finding himself accepted too good to not come with strings attached as his own relishment seemed to count as acceptance, his cock twitching as his boxers and sweats shifted to match the environment. Apparently his half moan was seen as a call for the crowd to disperse, Aaron hating the satisfaction his position clearly carried as it hastened the changes. His boxers squeezed against his member, softening in material as the underside of his sweats squeezed into fishnets.

"Fuck fuck fuuuhck I didn't nngaaah~ I'm naaaht~!"

The crowd was parting as he ran, too concerned with not busting in a public office to wonder how his legs knew where to take him, his cock leaking against a firming black miniskirt as the hem squeezed about his waist. A line tore up his undershirt as the stains were dry cleaned out, magic starching the fabric stiffer as he nearly jumped into a large office cubicle as the door shut behind him, the thick glass silencing the sounds of the workers outside.

"UHHHN UGGGH F-Fuck hff hff."

A large bra tented his top, scaring him that he had made a giant leap towards womanhood as undid the top button, relief washing over him at the sight of his flat pecs. His waist was definitely slimmer, his girlish proportions a proper hourglass even without the top to complete it, and his dick definitely felt scrunched. The cubicle was all windows, so he snuck to the desk to take a peek, the only spot he could avoid attention.

"Please be there please be there please be-"

The top was too tight so he hitched up his skirt, the shortness of it making it easier to see his cock snugly tucked into damp panties, a quick peel and feel making his panic fade a tad at the confirmation everything seemed to be the same, just hairless. His clothing didn't help though, the tight pantyhose, office miniskirt and neat, white blouse all looking expensive and far classier than he'd ever wear personally. It all screamed important, and money and most of all woman. There was some slack in the pantyhose around his thighs and the empty cups forebodingly spoke of a future he wasn't looking forwards to.

"Where the hell am I even?!"

He turned on his monitor, pondering at the login screen for just a moment, remembering how all those people had called him boss...

A dopey smile added gloss to his lips, his fingers twitching as their nails painted themselves black before mindlessly tapping. Aaron barely noticed the slight mental lapse, just giving his head a shake as he found himself logged in with his email open. So many urgent messages, so many headers in red begging for his attention. Well surely they'd have something to help him figure this out since they all seemed to require urgent responses...

Aaron felt horrified. How could they bungle up this vendor so badly? He had to make a few calls before it spiraled out of control. And then there were a few HR incidents and paperwork to sign amidst all this... Wait what was he doing? How many emails had he just sent? Why did he know all these people all of a sudden? Also holy shit it was already one in the afternoon?! How did four fucking hours just go by in a flash? He looked up as if freed from a spell, noticing everyone else leaving the office, a few heading towards the canteen as he realized it must be lunch break. How did he know that? Fuck he had to find Suc'Meafth immediately before he-

His office door was the portal this time, Aaron hearing his heels clack on a stone floor.

"Where the hell am I now?! No wait when did I put on heels I didn't-"

"Hello."

Well she didn't have to look any further, Suc'Meafth right there "sitting" at a table looking satisfied with himself. There was a chair inside him at least though it just looked like an amorphous somewhat transparent blob with lots of tentacles. No one else seemed surprised by its presence in the classy-looking eatery, some kind of European cuisine place judging by the decorations as Aaron stomped towards the table.

"I ordered off your subconscious preferences I hope you don't min-"

"Why was I in an office?! Why were people calling me boss? Also what the hell did you order?"

His nose was twitching, stomach rumbling as he looked at the pasta vegetable medley, unsure if some of the lumps were meat or mushroom.

"Just living up to our agreement. You wanted wealth and purpose in life yes? Power over others, revenge. Making you the boss of a large corporation fulfills all of that doesn't it? I spent a long time on it, truly my best work, rewiring your doomscrolling tendencies to email management and I hope you appreciate me rewriting most of your bullies and worst teachers into employees."

"Hey I never asked for- Wait really?"

Now that he thought about it, a lot of the people in the crowd had looked familiar, but he had been preoccupied with all the weirdness to pay attention.

"Yes it took most of the night which is why I couldn't continue cleaning our apartment. Three of your bullies had died in various accidents, multiple teachers had to have their entire lives rewritten to make them fit into the new reality. As a side note, due to some meddling a few details of world history have altered. Technically this country whose food we're sampling didn't exist befo-"

"I don't care about that! And stop thinking you know my tastes in and out!"

His whining was undercut by how quickly he was scarfing down his meal, eyes looking at the nearest clock as he only had another ten minutes before he had to get back to- No dammit he was not supposed to be working!

"I don't want to work!"

"Are you sure about that? You put in plenty of effort to summon me and you seemed to be a natural earlier."

"Because you fiddled with my brain!"

"Only a natural byproduct of giving you power over others and a general reality adjustment."

"W-Well I don't... Okay when you said all my bullies, how much do they worship me now?"

It was slurping up some kind of noodles with one mouth and sucking up the broth with a tentacle, its main mouth still free to talk as it ate.

"Many of them were jocks and woefully inept at their new work. I thought you'd like them only raised up to the bare minimum of competency so you can chew them out. I based it off how much anger you harbored towards them so many will cower at even the sight of you. They are all desperate to please you, though if that isn't enough I'm happy to grant you some sway over their realities."

"Oh really that does sound kind of f- Wait I'm not done-"

"Oh look it's time to go back."

"Wait I'm not-"

Instantly the chair he was in had shifted back into his office chair, the restaurant back to his cubicle as he grumbled about his situation, only to be distracted by another URGENT email as his browser refreshed. Before he knew it, the whole day had passed, managing underlings, organizing conferences. Everyone had already left by the time he was done, trudging towards the exit two hours past five.

At this point it was almost expected as his cubicle opened back into his apartment. He was too tired to even talk to the blob while it was busy tidying up a kitchen area that was definitely much larger than it should be, sculpting a counter and more floor space as Aaron plopped into bed. Shit he should really... r-really say... something to... zzz...