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The facility that sat at the edge of the city was marketed as a prototype parts company, researching machinery for large scale companies and factories. Considering the size of the structure it made sense, as well as the parts that leave the place, but it was merely an elaborate front. There was plenty going on underneath the facade, something that only those who needed to be in the know were privy to. But there was another that also knew of the secret facility that was an outsider, the white nanite dragon looking down from the nearby hill. Vyrnen had just happened to feel the pulse of his nanites as he looked down at the building, green and blue eye scanning the area to try and find the source of the signal that he had felt. The one thing he knew was that the signal he had felt was ancient, at least it was according to his newest updated systems. Obsolete tech meant that he had shed these nanites quite some time ago, but instead of self-destructing like they're supposed to, they instead continued to linger. That was the problem; Vyrnen couldn't allow the potential of his technology being reversed engineered, especially since there was the possibility that he could then be tracked. Even if the facility wasn't intending on trying to find the nanite dragon, there were others that would be more than happy to take advantage and had similar dimensional shifting abilities. It was much easier for him to just search an destroy any sources of the potential breach, and with this being an older version of his nanites, it was all the more important for him to get rid of the evidence of his existence as well as any research. The only problem he was having was that the signal he was looking for wasn't always active, and even with it being from his own systems, he had trouble scanning for it. But eventually his stakeout paid off as Vyrnen felt a pulse of data that matched what he was looking for. It was underneath the facility itself, the machines that operated above it and the concrete covering would have aided in the distortion of the signal. Since this was supposed to be a secret facility it probably had anti-intrusion and anti-detection countermeasures as well, but those he was able to easily bypass as he went down to the chain link fence that surrounded the facility. His body morphed past the wire gate and he used his technological superiority to infect and loop the cameras while proceeding further into the building... Down deep within the bowels of the building, the clean room that contained the secret research department was occupied by one creature. It was how it was designed; the fox was one of a group of five that took rotations in isolate to figure out the alien technology that the government had found years ago. The vulpine had been working on trying to unlock its secrets since the inception of this project, but as the screen he was working on flashed red once more. He began to wish that he hadn't opted to work late, even if he could just have someone else around to bitch at. Despite the failure he logged the results as usual, watching the data for the latest project get downloaded to the secured server. As he thought about running a second set of tests, a clanging sound caused him to jump and take out his earbuds. The fact that it was loud enough to get over the noise cancellation features was enough to get his attention, but when he turned around he didn't see anything behind him. It must have been further away, though as he continued to try and listen he didn't hear anything else. "Hey, is there anyone there?" the fox asked as he stood up, slowly pulling his chair away and heading towards the testing chamber door. "If you guys are trying to play a joke on me, I'm going to let you know that I'm really, really not in the mood for this." Once more there was no response that came from the other areas. Despite how expansive the facility above was, the labs that were situated underneath were small and self-contained, each one having its own HVAC system, bathroom, and fully furnished break room. As he ventured towards the break room he saw what had caused the noise that had disturbed him, the vent cover laying on the floor. It caused the fox to roll his eyes and shake his head; it had to be a structural failure, since the small air shaft was fitted with sensors despite not even being able to fit the smallest creature if they tried. After reaching down and grabbing the piece of metal, the researcher tossed it onto the counter before using the k-cup machine to make himself a cup of coffee. "They don't pay me enough for this shit," the fox muttered as he watched the coffee drip down into his mug. "If it wasn't for the mysteries of whatever this tech is, I would take my doctorate and get out of here." A few more mutterings later the fox took the full mug and went back towards the research sector, unaware of the creature that sat right behind the couch... Ten minutes later the fox continued to type on his computer as the next round of tests were underway, watching the nanites in the containment chamber reacting. The mug was almost completely empty by this point, and as the fox watched the screen he found himself shifting in his seat. He was starting to feel uncomfortably warm, and he wondered if the vent that had fallen had something to do with it as he took off his coat and put it on the seat behind him. Underneath was his standard khaki pants and long sleeved shirt, dressing up despite only being with a few other co-workers. Soon he found his fingers going up to his shirt, undoing the first few buttons as he began to pant. The warmth in the room was increasing, and it was getting to the point where he wondered if he would have to call maintenance. If that was the case it meant putting all experiments to a halt if the problem was on his end, and yet that wasn't the only thing that was heating up. As he leaned forward and took off his glasses, he found his tents panting as he leaned forward and put his hands on his face. The inexplicable feelings of arousal were soon pushed aside to the feeling of something wet pressing against his palm, and when he brought his hands back he saw there was something shiny and white that was mingling with the fur. "What the..." the fox gasped slightly, only to feel a little drool of a similar nature drip from the corner of his mouth down his chin. "What's going on?" "Looks like the exposure to my nanites made you a little more susceptible to my influence than I thought," a voice said right next to his ear, but before he could spin his chair around he found a pair of strong hands gripping against his sides and keeping him in place. "At least physically, though I'm looking forward to see how much such a small dose has softened up that mind of yours..." Though the fox wanted to say or do more, he found his body not responding to the mental commands that he was trying to give it. Despite that, his vulpine form continued to sit upright, thought it was helped by the arm that was wrapped around his chest and the hand on his jaw. He shuddered as he could feel the muzzle of the one behind him start to press up against his ear, his mouth opening in shock as a slick, rubbery tongue licked up. The fox could feel a slight pressure as the tip began to push inside, and much to his shock and amazement it began to slowly continue to slither its way inside. Vyrnen grinned as he could see the look of surprise on the researcher's face shift to a slackened, open mouth expression while his eyes rolled back. He had already gleaned from the nanites he had snuck into the coffee that the man's name was Ryder, and that he was the lead scientist for the project to try and unlock his nanites. That was just perfect for the dragon whom they belonged to, and as the goo of his tongue infiltrated into his skull, he took the chair and kicked the chair out from under him. When the vulpine fell back it was straight into the chest of the dragon behind him, tendrils immediately spreading from Vyrnen's chest through the fur of his back. The assimilation process was going swimmingly, the nanite dragon thought as he could see more white goo dripping through his vulpine nostrils. He could feel everything flowing in through the wiggling appendage, and as he used more of his nanites to dissolve away the clothing, he would absorb and comprehend it all later. For the moment it was time for a bit of fun while he committed to the task at hand, his hand gripping the rump of the vulpine creature. As the cloth dissolved away he could see that for being a workaholic the fox took good care of himself, making this a prime body for the taking. It had been the plan after all, and as the tendrils infiltrating Ryder's brain reached the pleasure centers he heard a loud groan come from the vulpine. Vyrnen glanced around the shoulder of the fox to see that he was completely erect, the shaft throbbing as he reached down and used his fingers to engulf it. As the digits merged together to form a sheath he bent the fox over the desk, using the goo to ripple over the sensitive flesh to further pleasurably subjugate his prey. With Ryder completely enthralled he was putty in the nanite dragon's paws, though in this case it was the other way around as Vyrnen took his other hand and brought it up to the vulpine's maw. It didn't stay a hand for long; Ryder's half-lidded eyes widening slightly as the tentacle shifted into a far more phallic appendage, matching the one that was slowly sliding into his tailhole. At the same time the white continued to spread over his back and shoulders, blue hexagons forming that matched the one of the dragon behind him. The pleasure that was being given to Ryder lubricated the assimilation process, feeling the tendrils of nanites infiltrating and converting every cell that the creature had. He could see and feel it all happening, though all Ryder knew was what he saw in the reflection of his computer as the tentacle cock began to pump deeper down into the fox's throat. With getting complete control over the creature's body, Vyrnen knew that he had some time to make sure that everything converted properly. In reality he was just enjoying the feeling of his cock sliding into the tailhole gripping around it, though with every pump it was growing bigger and sinking deeper into the horny creature in front of him. It was the same for the two tentacles inside of his maw; all Ryder could feel was more of the nanite fluid infiltrating into his body, and when his head was tilted down from a particularly hard thrust, he could see tentacles pushing out the white and orange fur of his skin. Even when Ryder's eyes widened in surprise, it was only the blue one as the other turned a bright shade of green. The final processes were already happening, and with what Vyrnen needed the fox for he found his own form starting to melt and morph into a formless mass. It was all gushing into the vulpine body spread out before him, the white fur of his stomach bulging and distending with more of the nanite dragon pumping into him. By this point he had completely lost his tail and his feet were pulling up from the ground, and with Ryder's gaze locked onto the screen he could see the jaws of the melting dragon stretch wide before pushing forward. A muffled grunt escaped from the lips of the fox just before he was engulfed, his body managing to squirm slightly as the outline of the vulpine head could still be seen trapped in the rubbery skin surrounding it. The tentacle of his arm merged with the goo completely enveloping his snout, still funneling inside him and stretching out his throat. As Vyrnen cascaded own his neck and merged with the tendrils already spread out over his back, the only things that remained exposed were the fox's arms and legs. But as the last of the goo stretched out Ryder's tailhole, several tentacles emerged from the stomach area, coiling around the limbs both inside and out before flattening and covering the last of the fur all the way down to the tips. Even though the nanite dragon had completely subsumed the other creature, the hips and throat still bulged for another minute, the rubber-covered fox rocking back and forth as tiny whimpers and muffled grunts managed to escape. Eventually the vulpine's body calmed down, and as it slowly stood up the features returned on its face. As the muzzle split back into a mouth that could open it immediately curled up in the same grin that Vyrnen had, the blue and green eyes looking down at the shiny white body of the fox he had taken. With the last traces of original owner being shunted to the waiting room, he found the body moving flawlessly at his command, stretching out the tail to unnatural lengths and curling it around his waist to brush against his erection. "Not bad," Vyrnen said as he continued to examine the nanite vulpine form. "I think this one may be a keeper. I can adjust back later, but for now, there's work to do." With all the knowledge that Ryder had belonging to him, his first stop was the containment chamber. The only way through was a code and a retinal scan, both of which Vyrnen had absorbed as he punched in the numbers and leaned down. For a few brief seconds the blue eye shifted slightly in hue, becoming less shiny as it read the pattern that belonged to the fox, and within a minute he had bypassed the elaborate security system. The heavy metal door slowly opened for him, and as the nanite fox stepped inside, the blue hexagons on his body began to glow. The old and new nanites were already reacting to one another, but with how old they were Vyrnen didn't want to take a chance to reintegrate them into his system. It would be like an organic attempting to rub dead skin cells back on them, but he still couldn't warrant them to be out there in the open. Fortunately the facility already gave him the means to do so, moving over towards the small control panel that had a few buttons on it. One of them was to purge the sample, and after using his abilities to disable the log of it, he pressed the button. Almost immediately the entire container that housed the nanites was filled with flame, followed my some sort of molten substance that filled it up completely. "That's a bit of overkill," Vyrnen mused as he watched the containment glass fall away to reveal the solid metal cube, which had definitely done the trick as he lost the old signal. "Now that we deleted the source, it's time to go after the files." With nothing left of value in the chunk of inert metal, Vyrnen decided to leave it there and go to the computer instead. With mani threat down it was just a matter of cleaning things up; with how old the nanites were there was no telling how long they had been studying them or how far they had gotten, though from what he gleaned from Ryder they weren't close to replication. That could mean anything though, and if they had enough data they could potentially continue on even without the sample as he went through and scoured every piece of data he could find. Once he had gotten rid of the main files all he needed to purge were the back-ups, only to hit a road block. The data was all being sent off-site... and when he attempted to do a search using Ryder's credentials, it just came back as unauthorized access that only his boss could unlock. That wasn't good; while he could try to hack into it, he would be going in blind without any knowledge of the countermeasures that were on it. A quick scan of the fox's knowledge yielded nothing either, which meant he was stuck with a copy of the files still out there. Unless... ******************************* As dawn broke over the facility, a rather large horse man and his rather diminutive otter assistant came through the double doors of the empty space, heading for the conference room. "This had better be good, Johnson," the horse said with a snort, holding out his hand and getting a coffee immediately handed to him from the other man. "The only reason I'm up at the crack of dawn otherwise is to fire people." "I... I only know what Ryder said on the phone, Mr. Stevens," the otter quickly replied as he struggled to keep up with the long gait of the other man. "He said that he cracked the code on the nanites and it will be the answer to everything we've been looking for the last decade. He even wants you to call in all the other researchers to join him." "Hmmph, I'll be the judge of that," Stevens said grumpily as he took another sip of his coffee. The two made their way towards the conference room on the second level, the horse never setting foot in the secret labs for deniability purposes despite being the one that built them. "He just better have my favorite donuts, otherwise he might still get fired." The otter swallowed hard at that, but when they walked into the conference room they found not only a large tray of donuts set up for the horse, but also more coffee as the fox stood there at the front of the table. The privacy shades had all been pulled down, and with it still being dark outside it had deepened the shadows that were banished only by several overhead lights. "Alright Ryder, you have until I finish my donut," Stevens said as he sat down, snapping his fingers and prompting the otter to put a donut in his hand. "If this is another plea for funds to expand your lab's testing facility I will gain the cash by selling your organs." The fox remained unfazed by the threat as he continued to grin, brushing his hand through the reddish-orange fur of his head before holding up a canister filled with a silvery liquid. "This, my friends, is what you've been waiting for," Ryder said as he stepped forward. "Once I had cracked the technology for the nanites I managed to get them to replicate, which has created a polymer unlike anything that has ever been seen on this planet." "That's quite the bold statement," the horse replied, though his sour demeanor had shifted and his eyes were staring at the contents of the canister just like Johnson was. "Do you have the data to back that up? Otherwise I just see a container of silver goo." "I could go over all the relevant data and statistics, or..." Ryder said, his grin growing wider as he twisted the top and broke the seal, causing them both to recoil and the coffee to spill to the floor. "You can get a demonstration of its capabilities." "Damnit Ryder!" Stevens said as he stopped himself from wheeling back any further. "Johnson, clean that up before it stains!" "Relax boss, the nanites are inert unless triggered," Ryder replied. "Now, as I was saying, with your permission I can show you just how fast these things work. One of their many functions that I've unlocked before your arrival is the ability to turn any flesh and blood creature into a synthetic, completely obedient, drone... which I can show if you have someone in mind that you'd want to transform." There was a moment of silence, but as the fox's eyes flashed to the otter that was still dabbing the damp carpet with paper towels. The horse looked between the two before a smug grin flashed on his equine muzzle, leaning back in the chair while giving him a nod. That was all Ryder needed, and just as Johnson lifted his head to see what was going on, he was greeted with a face full of the silver liquid. Almost immediately the shocked creature fell backwards and tried to grab at the liquid, but as the two watched it was already creating tendrils that slithered into his ears while it coated his face and the inside of his maw. "Fascinating..." Stevens said as he watched the liquid metal cascade over the creature, dissolving away the suit that Johnson wore as it assimilated the fur and merged with his flesh. "Can this be replicated?" "As much as you want," Ryder replied while putting the empty canister aside, the tips of his fingers shifting from back fur to silver. "An entire army of drones at my command," Stevens continued to muse, watching as the silver otter slowly got to his feet and stood at attention as the last of his body was assimilated. As the horse continued to watch his gaze lingered over the erection that metallic creature had, Ryder noticing that the bulge in his pant suit was growing bigger. "How long does it take to make enough to transform someone?" "Oh, I don't need near enough to turn someone into a drone," Ryder admitted, moving forward as the drone began to reach forward, pressing the horse up against the chair before undoing the buttons of his shirt and pants with deft ease. "All I would need is a few drops, something that could easily be smuggled into something like, oh, I don't know, a pastry." When the horse attempted to respond, the only thing that came out of his muzzle was a groan, which had a slight gurgle to it as the drone nuzzled his featureless, shiny muzzle against the equine cock. "I... what is happening..." Stevens finally managed to say, though as he looked up he just saw the fox leering down at him with the smug grin on his face. "Ryder... your eyes... were they always that color?" Ryder, or rather Vyrnen, didn't even bother to respond to that, instead he continued to let the drone he controlled climb up on the horse's lap. Though he looked like metal, the skin of the otter drone was actually rubber, which was very useful as he began to slide down the impressive endowment that his boss had. It was already starting to grow slightly bigger, and as the fox's fur began to melt and become completely white, the only thing that came out of the equine's mouth was a glut of thick white goo. The spiked donut that Vyrnen knew the boss would eat was already doing wonders, and as he shifted his position he could see the suit beginning to deteriorate to expose his thick ass. As he positioned himself, stretching his body to contour to the chair so he could still have sex while keeping him pinned. At the same time the drone's stomach was already stretching out, and as he leaned back into the lap of the horse, his own cock was stretching up unnaturally until it was practically pushing against the equine's lips. Vyrnen smirked as he could already feel the disoriented nature of the boss, someone so used to control finding it draining away from his own body. As Vyrnen started to push up his own cock into the slick tunnel of the horse, he reached up and pushed the head of the former boss downwards. The drone's impressive endowment was to the point where he had already completely stretched out the increasingly rubbery muzzle. The assimilation process was already going swimmingly, the nanite fox opening his maw as he slipped his tongue into the leaking ear of the horse, the drone's previously solid muzzle doing the same and pushing into the other one. Though the otter was easy enough to just turn into a slave to his pleasure, he needed Stevens relatively intact as an identity. As soon as both tongues made contact with the brain, Stevens' eyes rolled back into his head from the sudden surge of pleasure. He was already deep in the throes of lust from his cock being squeezed in the vice of his rubbery assistant's body, getting the stimulation direct from the source was causing his shaft to grow even bigger. Soon it would belong to the fox behind him, especially as his body began to melt and conform through the chair. It was always so intoxicating to assimilate another, and such a big creature as his body quickly pumped itself through the ear and butt of the horse. The three remained that way as the rubber of the nanite fox bloated out the horse's stomach while also spreading over his cheeks and lower back. The second that he had made contact with Stevens brain he could get the sensation of the equine's maleness, as well as the tailhole of the otter. His connections were only growing stronger by the second, with the shiny white substance spreading quickly over the bulky body of the assimilated creature. Though he needed Stevens as he was to fool the people he needed to, there were a few... adjustments that he could stand to make. A muffled groan escaped from the lips of the bucking bronco as Vyrnen's body continued to leak out from the ears, nose, and mouth of the creature to coat it. The drone was being bucked up and down at this point, helped partially by the completely gooified fox that was quickly spreading. Unlike with Ryder, this was far more business than pleasure, thought that didn't stop him from thoroughly enjoying playing around in the mind of his latest conquest. The equine's entire body began to shake as the fox's head completely liquefied and pushed into the swollen rubber skull, bulging out with a slightly vulpine shape before it reverted back. As the shiny white substance finished sliding into horse, the goo sloshing around dispersing into the increasingly muscular form. The fat deposits from decades of donuts was being converted, the silver otter sliding up and down and rubbing against the defined washboard abs. Vyrnen knew that he couldn't go overboard, but a little muscle gain wouldn't hurt as he tightened up the chest of the creature while the tendrils that had been spreading over the creature was pulled back inside. With the last of the goo taking over the rest of Stevens body, he used his hands to grip against the wide hips of the rubber otter. The finalization of the assimilation triggered the climax, both of taking the horse and the orgasm that wracked through the shared body. It also coursed through the drone that had been created, the tight tunnel squeezing around Vyrnen's new cock like a vice. As the horse's eyes blinked a few times the swelling and shifting of the tentacles within, the new muscles flexing as the last of the nanite-infused rubber disappeared inside, everything settling in as the drone settled in on the throbbing cock that was inside of him. A loud groan of satisfaction escaped from his lips, though it was still muffled by the thick rubber drone shaft. With a snap of his fingers, the drone disconnected himself from Vyrnen. "Looks like some things are just ingrained, aren't they," Vyrnen said as he continued to adjust to the new form, the last of his muscles settling into place as his eyes opened and revealed the green and blue that replaced the brown. "You're going to make quite the nice slave, I could certainly use you once I'm done with all this." Fortunately Stevens kept a laptop nearby, but with time wasting and the actual workers coming in soon, he had to work quickly. He sent the otter drone to go and get it, which he did promptly. As he continued to wait he felt up the pecs and abs that he had created, grinning and giving his bicep a flex. It was the body that the original owner would have killed for but lacked the discipline, all it took was an alien nanite creature taking assimilating him in mind and body to get it. As he took the time to use his nanites to make a nice suit, the drone came back with the laptop case. The second he got it he put his hand on it, white tendrils spreading out and burrowing into the electronics. There was no need for actual access when he had his nanites do all the work, and with the access that he had gained from the horse's mind he was able to track where the data had gone. The good news was he had everything he needed to find it... the only problem was that it was off-site, and that the one who controlled it was not the one had converted. "Great... this is turning into a whole thing," Vyrnen said as he rubbed his new equine snout, then went to the phone and began to search through the listings for one name and number in particular. "Luckily I know an infiltrator for this, he had better just exist in this dimension..."