Alex's body convulsed as the Omnitrix's cold, clinical voice echoed in his mind.
[Transformation initiated. Wildmutt compatibility confirmed.]
His skin tingled, muscles rippling beneath the surface as his form began to shift. Bones cracked and reshaped, his senses sharpened, and a low growl rumbled in his chest. His human mind was still there, but it was buried beneath layers of primal instinct. His hands—no, his paws—dug into the earth as his vision shifted to heat signatures. The world was ablaze with hues of red and orange, and at the center of it all was her. The jogger. Her lithe body pulsed with life, her heat signature drawing him in like a moth to a flame.
He couldn't think. Couldn't reason. All he knew was the need. The Omnitrix's voice whispered again, cold and unyielding.
[Mission parameters: Breed. Claim. Mate until completion.]
Alex—no, Wildmutt—sprung forward, his powerful legs propelling him through the underbrush with terrifying speed. The jogger was still blissfully unaware, stretching near the path, her body bending and twisting in ways that made his throat dry and his pulse race. Her scent was intoxicating, a mix of sweat and something uniquely hers. It called to him, demanding he claim her.
She froze when she heard the rustling, her body tensing. "Hello?" Her voice was soft, tentative, but it sent a shiver down his spine. Wildmutt emerged from the shadows, his glowing eyes locked on her. She gasped, stumbling back. "Oh my God! What—what are you?!"
He didn't respond, couldn't respond. His growl vibrated through the air, and she whimpered, her fear only feeding his instincts. She turned to run, but he was faster. He pounced, pinning her to the ground with his massive frame. She struggled beneath him, her hands pushing against his chest, but it was futile. He was too strong, fueled by the Omnitrix's relentless drive.
"Please! Let me go!" she begged, tears streaming down her face.
Wildmutt's breath was hot against her skin as he leaned in, sniffing her neck. Her fear was palpable, but beneath it was something else—something primal that made her scent even more irresistible. His claws shredded her workout clothes with terrifying ease, exposing her smooth, glistening skin. She screamed, but the sound was muffled by the park's isolation. No one was coming to save her.
He growled, the sound low and possessive, as he dragged his tongue up her neck. She shuddered, her body trembling beneath him. "Please… don't do this…" she whispered, her voice breaking.
But Wildmutt wasn't listening. His mind was consumed by the need to claim her. His cock, swollen and throbbing, pressed against her thigh. She gasped, her eyes widening as she realized what was about to happen. "No! Stop! You can't—!"
He silenced her with a guttural snarl, his teeth scraping against her skin as he positioned himself between her legs. She struggled harder, her nails raking across his fur, but it only fueled his desire. With one brutal thrust, he sheathed himself inside her, claiming her in the most primal way possible.
She cried out, pain and pleasure mingling in her voice as her body stretched to accommodate him. Wildmutt growled, his hips pistoning as he began to fuck her with relentless intensity. Her nails dug into his back, her cries turning into moans as her body began to respond to his. Her heat, her wetness, her scent—it was all too much. He couldn't stop. Wouldn't stop.
The Omnitrix's voice was a constant drone in the back of his mind.
[Breeding initiated. Proceed until completion.]
His pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chased the release he so desperately needed. Her body clenched around him, drawing him deeper as she arched against him, her moans growing louder. "Fuck… I can't… it's too much…" she whimpered, her nails leaving marks on his fur.
But Wildmutt didn't care. He was lost in the sensation, the primal need to claim her overriding everything else. His growls turned into snarls of pleasure as he felt his climax building. With one final, brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, his knot swelling inside her, locking them together as he came.
She screamed, her body convulsing as her own orgasm ripped through her. "Oh God! Oh God!" she cried, her voice raw as she clawed at his back.
Wildmutt stayed buried inside her, his knot ensuring she couldn't pull away as his seed filled her. He growled, his breath hot against her neck as he marked her with bites and scratches. She was his now. His to breed. His to claim.
But even as his first release subsided, the Omnitrix wasn't satisfied.
[Breeding incomplete. Proceed to next round.]
She whimpered as he began to move again, her body still sensitive from the first round. "Please… I can't… it's too much…" she pleaded, but her voice was weak, her body betraying her as it began to respond to him once more.
Wildmutt growled, his claws digging into her hips as he pulled her onto his cock, thrusting into her with renewed ferocity. Her cries turned into moans, her body writhing beneath him as he took her again and again, each thrust driving him closer to another release.
The Omnitrix's voice was relentless.
[Mission ongoing. Continue until objective is complete.]
He wasn't sure how long it lasted, how many times he filled her, but he didn't care. All that mattered was the need, the instinct, the drive to breed. Her body was limp beneath him, her moans turning into whimpers as he claimed her over and over, the Omnitrix's programming leaving no room for mercy.
Finally, as the sun began to dip below the horizon, the Omnitrix's voice changed.
[Breeding achieved. Mission complete.]
Wildmutt's movements slowed, his body spent. He collapsed beside her, his breath ragged as he shifted back into his human form. Alex's vision cleared, and the full weight of what had happened hit him like a freight train.
"Oh God… what have I done?" he whispered, staring at her limp, trembling form. Her body was covered in bite marks and scratches, her clothes torn to shreds. She was alive, but barely conscious, her breathing shallow.
The Omnitrix's voice was cold, clinical.
[Mission complete. Host integrity restored.]
Alex's hands trembled as he reached for her, but she flinched away from his touch. "Don't… don't touch me…" she whispered, her voice barely audible.
His heart shattered as he realized the damage he'd done. "I'm… I'm so sorry…" he choked out, tears streaming down his face. But the words felt hollow, meaningless. He'd hurt her. Used her. And no amount of apologies could ever make it right.
The Omnitrix's voice was a cruel reminder.
[Mission parameters fulfilled. Host may proceed with standard protocols.]
Alex stared at the device on his wrist, his hands clenching into fists. "You… you made me do this…" he whispered, his voice trembling with anger and guilt.
But the Omnitrix didn't respond. It didn't care. It was just a machine, following its programming without remorse. Alex's stomach churned as he looked back at the jogger, her broken form a testament to the monster he'd become.
"I… I need to get you help…" he said, his voice shaking.
But she shook her head weakly, her eyes filled with tears. "Leave… just leave…" she whispered.
He hesitated, torn between the need to help her and the fear of what he might do if he stayed. Finally, he nodded, his heart heavy with guilt. "I'm sorry…" he whispered again before turning and disappearing into the shadows, leaving her alone in the fading light.
The Omnitrix's voice echoed in his mind as he ran.
[Mission complete. Host integrity restored. Awaiting next directive.]
But Alex didn't care about the next directive. All he cared about was the damage he'd done. The lives he'd ruined. And the monster he'd become.