The Squirm (v2.0) - Contains parasite transformation, futa/f, futa/futa, and more...

A few months ago, I put up a Danny Phantom fanfic here called "The Squirm". While it was popular enough, I felt dissatisfied with using the characters in something like this. After some thought, I decided to rewrite the story with all OCs. The main plot isn't going away. I just want to adjust it.

Yes, the first part is more or less the same first part rewritten with new names, but that is only to get the ball rolling.

Current tags include parasite transformation, futa/f, futa/m, big cock, big balls, cum-flood, and shafting. I will add more in time, depending on what fetishes I decide on next.

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That night, as the city slept, it came. A small opening in the wall, barely big enough for a creature its size, was enough for it to slither through.

As it came out the other side, it could sense life-forms directly above it. Could one of them be what it needed? Curious, it began to move forward. Quietly and quickly, it darted up two flights of stairs into a hallway, where all the life-forms slept in close proximity to one another.

Slowly, it crept into the first room to sense a teenage girl sleeping. She seemed like she would make a good hunter, but her body wasn't developed enough to suit its needs. And so it continued to crawl.

It then checked the next room, and it nearly squealed! Though it was accompanied by a large waste of flesh, it could sense the perfect host, sleeping in the bed next to the large slab of meat. Better still, she wasn't clothed, which meant it could strike at once. It surged forward with an unexpected burst of speed, working its way up the bed and beneath the sheets. It had to be careful now: the slightest bump would alert the soon-to-be host to its presence.

It crept towards her waist, sensing the warmth radiating from it. After a few seconds, it wormed its way inside her opening. The woman shuddered as she felt the slight orgasm, but quickly forgot about it.

"Uhhh... not now, dear..."

With its presence solidified, it immediately got to work. Already, it began to alter its otherworldly genetics to make its host much more accomodating...

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The next morning...

Already awake, Janet sat in the kitchen eating cereal. A low whisper suddenly sounded behind her. "Good morning, Janet..."

"Morning, Mom." Janet looked up and noticed that her mother looked different. She wore a loose-fitting sweater and sweatpants. "Are you okay, Mom?" she asked. "You're not coming down with anything, are you?"

"Listen, something's come up and... well..." Mom looked a little awkward. "Can we take this to the basement? Girl talk, y'know?"

"Uh... sure." With a shrug, Janet got up and followed her mother downstairs. Weird... Mom was never one to go into girl talk, she thought to herself. Still, with Dad asleep, I suppose this is as good a time as any.

The two women reached the basement. "Lock the door, please." Janet obliged and locked it, then