"it's a rubber material, basically latex," gareth said, clearly enjoying the bird's discomfort. anawyn hadn't actually expected an answer, but realized it wasn't really helpful.
_this...this smells of rubber. what is he doing!?_
he closed his eyes more out of instinct than sleepiness as the rubbery goo swept over them.
_it's over. all that's left now is to let go, to sleep.
They were commissioned to produce a semi magical, semi technological transformation mixture, to turn normal creatures into living beings of rubber. they settled on latex, and set to work.