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Walking next to Aira, the pair of them following behind the flittering, swooping shapes of the nimbats Frisky and Nibble Flinty looked around. The temple corridor was a gently sloping affair of green soap stone. The walls were carved with frescos of strange cities, peculiar buildings and oddly shaped creatures doing a variety of mundane and peculiar things.

"So," Flinty whispered, keeping an eye on the bubbling excited nimbats as they swept back and forth around Felinus who had moved ahead and was engaging them in distracting conversation, "Are you ready to try our plan?"

The blue and white fox nodded and let a grin steal over his features, "Yup, let's do this."

Flinty raised his voice, "Felinus, now!"

The grey house cat leapt into action at Flinty's shout, hands snatched out, grabbing Frisky and Nibble out of the air. Catching small flying creatures was a speciality of house cats far and wide and Felinus was no different. The nimbats squeaked in alarm and squirmed in their grip. They only had seconds to work with before they pulled off some magic.

That's where Aira came in, the blue fox darted forward and slapped a leaf against the forehead of each nimbat. The rich dark green leaves where a symbol of Aira's powers as a forest guardian. Once attached to someone's forehead they over-rode their will making them calm and obedient; open books ready to obey the blue fox's orders.

The party watched anxiously then relaxed as Nibble and Frisky stopped struggling. Their eyes grew blank and white and they stared straight ahead focussing on nothing.

"Got them," Aira crooned with a grin, "Let them go, Nibble, Frisky, stay at this level," the two nimbat's flapped their wings and hung suspended in mid air just before the group, vacant expressions staring ahead wordlessly, "Now take us to the central vault."

Frisky turned, holding up his little hands and pointed at the fox, "Yes Master Aira..."

Nibble turned the other way and pointed toward the wall which slowly rumbled open revealing another corridor, the purple nimbat then flapped forwards, leading the way.

"See," Flinty exulted, "I knew bringing you was the right thing Aira, no one expects those leaves of yours, they're so damn potent."

"I do have a flare for them," the other blue fox declared with a smile, "I wasn't sure they'd work but catching them by surprise is key."

"How do they work?" Felinus inquired, peering up at Nibble as he floated sedately along ahead of them.

"The leaves act as a conduit into their minds, allowing me to push my will into their thoughts and smother them," Aira explained then slowed to a stop as they came up to a dead end, "Nibble, Frisky, where are we, is their another hidden door?"

Frisky turned his blank eyed stare on the blue fox then blinked and grinned, "Nope," the cinnamon nimbat reached up and pulled off the leaf, "This is a trap, bye."

The floor clanked open without warning and the two foxes and house cat tumbled down into the waiting tube with a variety of yells, screams and curses. Laughing uproariously Nibble pulled the leaf attached to his forehead off and crumbled it as he drifted around his brother nimbat.

"Can't believe they thought that would work," he shook his head and grinned at Frisky, "So shall we go watch and see how they do? It'll be interesting to see if they can recover from his."

Laughing and zooming around each other the nimbats flew back out into the main corridor and proceed down into the depths of their temple. It was going to be fun to see how the party coped with the tubes!

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Screaming as he fell Flinty scrabbled desperately against the smooth walls of the chute. His claws slid across featureless stone however offering no respite or chance to slow down as he fell. Aira was below him, sliding headfirst on his back and from the sounds of the yells coming from Felinus was falling inches behind him. The whole party had been caught by the nimbats deception, he never should have relied on Aira's magic to take out such potent magical creatures!

Drawing another breath, getting his screaming under control the fox squirmed around, trying to brace his arms against either side of the chute. It was useless however, it was much too wide and then without warning he shot out of the bottom of the chute.

He dropped for about a foot then landed with a squelch and splash in several feet of thick, gelatinous, oozing orange slime. He barely managed to keep his head up as he slid across the floor and fetched up against a wall. Slowly sitting up Flinty held up his arms and grimaced at the slimy gunge clinging to his fur. It was thick, oozing in waves across his fur, coating him entirely in a slippery layer of slime.

A splash behind heralded the arrival of Felinus and as he looked around he caught sight of Aira as he stood up. Gunge dripped and oozed off his body, his fur sodden with the layers of gunk covering him as he looked around despondently.

"Well that was a disaster," Felinus declared as he sat up, trying to scrape the orange gunk off his fur, "Ugh this feels... slimy and greasy, what is it?"

"Gunge," Aira muttered, shaking one arm helplessly as the gunk lapped around his knees as he walked around, "Like on a saturday evening game show, where does an ancient temple get gunge from!"

"Magic probably," Felinus sighed as he gave up trying to clean his ears, "Ugh, speaking of magic, great mind control Aira, really effective."

"Hey don't have a go at me," Aira grumbled, turning to stare down the house cat, "We always knew my mind control was a long shot, you were as eager to believe it had worked as me."

"Let's not argue," Flinty pleaded as he helped Felinus to his feet, "And just see what kind of challenge we've been lumbered with, I get the feeling it's going to be messy."

Flinty then waded through the gunge and ducked through the opening that led out of the pool they had landed in. The circular opening led into a large spherical chamber from which eight circular exits could be seen. There was a simple line of text on the wall and Flinty waded over to peer at it followed by the other.

"The Hamster Trap - Each Player must pick an exit, different from the others and set forth to climb this maze of tubes and traps. The exit is at the top. Find your way there without succumbing to the dangers in the goo."

"Well," Flinty muttered, rubbing his sticky muzzle, "That's our answer I guess, see you guys at the top!"

"Good luck," Aira said as he turned to a tube and started to climb into it.

"Is that it," Felinus asked with a soft mewl, "We just do as it says and split up?"

"Seems like it, don't worry Felinus, it is all a game," Flinty grinned at the cat and then ducked down to scramble on all fours into the nearest tube. A layer of thick yellow slime splashed around his hands and knees as he wriggled forwards. After about sixty yards Flinty slid out into another circular chamber.

The walls where some sort of dark green gunge resistant material. But what interested Flinty where the two exits. One was at the top of a small ladder and seemed to go up into another tube. The other was a circular tube opening in the wall that headed off to his right. Both however were covered by clear glass, or plastic covers. The wall ahead of his entrance however held some sort of logic puzzle.

Sighing Flinty slid and slipped his way across the chamber and sat down in front of the puzzle. There were a whole mass of sliding bars and switches and the only clue was a row of numbers along the top. Sitting down Flinty rubbed his muzzle and tried to make an educated guess as to what he was supposed to do. He turned switches, adjusted the metal bars and tried to interpret the pattern. It was some sort of sequentially increasing number sequence but Flinty was damned if he could work out what it was.

The blue, well mostly gunge smeared, green and yellow fox had just turned his sixth bridge when there was a clanking sound from the puzzle. The bridges locked in place and the clear cover blocking the upward tube slid open.

"I couldn't have got it right," Flinty muttered to himself warily as he stood up and started to climb the ladder. Passing cautiously through the opening Flinty relaxed and started to climb faster, so he was caught entirely off guard when the tube suddenly filled with a torrent of thick red slime. It splashed over Flinty's upturned face, soaked his body and threatened to sweep him off the ladder and dash him back into the chamber below.

Clinging to the rungs Flinty ducked his head and held on. When the torrent showed little sign of lessening he risked taking a deep breath and started to climb. The gunge was warm and thick, oozing through his fur, slick and slimy he clambered up as the goo poured down. Biting his bottom lip Flinty emitted a soft moan, the gunge was on his lips, on his tongue and it tasted... not good but spicy. Heat spread across his lips, numbed his tongue and made his sheath thicken. It embarrassing and he was kind of glad no one else was around to see him starting to get hard as the thick torrent of slick gloop poured across his body. By the time the fox climbed past the faucet that was pouring goo into the tunnel he was rock hard, his black cock dripping with gunge, his knot engorged and the desire to just reach down and take care of himself very strong.

Flinty was stronger than that though, at least that is what he kept telling himself as he climbed up the last few feet of ladder and pulled himself out into the next chamber. Standing up the fox tried in vain to sluice some of the thick gunge off his fur but he was sodden, fur matted down into a slick, slimy carpet of gunge that just felt silky smooth and sleek under his paws. Moving to the edge of the platform he had climbed up onto Flinty ignored his raging hard on and stared out across the next challenge.

There were a series of islands made of the tough rubbery foam that coated all the walls. Each island, or stepping stone was suspended above the floor of the chamber he was in. The floor itself was just one solid, gooey looking mass of dark purple gunge. On the far side was another platform and in the middle of the room a long ladder reached up to the ceiling.

As he was considering his options and which island to jump toward first another gunge smeared figure clambered onto the opposite platform. Raising one hand to wave, gunge splattered off his arm onto the floor and Flinty grinned as he caught sight of another rock hard fox cock.

"Hey Aira? Looking perky there"

Aira self conciously slid a hand in front of his shaft and then pulled his pulled his sodden, soaked tail around in front of himself, "I can't help it."

Grinning Flinty slid one hand down his cock and squeezed his knot, "Don't hide it, it looks good, you don't see me hiding mine," he groaned then snatched his hand away before he gave into the pleasure, "Meet you in the middle?"

Aira laughed and nodded and ran a paw through his thick, matted goo soaked hair, "Sure thing."

Flinty waved one last time then took a running jump toward the first platform. He landed with a splat against the strange rubbery, leathery surface and slipped across it. Scrabbling he managed to dig his claws in and hold on before he fell off the other side. Aira wasn't so lucky, Flinty watched the other fox drop and hit the purple gunge below. He vanished beneath the surface with a slick glop and when he surfaced he was even more coated in gunge and unrecognizable then before.

Laughing Flinty carefully clambered into a kneeling position and peered down at him, "You ok Aira?"

"Yeah," the fox cursed and paddled toward the edge, "There is a ladder back up to the start... just... be careful"

Flinty nodded and shifted around to look at his next target, the shortest route was three hops. But each of the platforms was half the size of his current one. The longer route would take him six more jumps but the platforms where longer. Nodding his head Flinty froze as he realised that crouched here on all fours his cock had been hanging down between his legs. Thick, hard, dripping with slime and he had been gently pawing himself off without thinking about it.

Blushing beneath his layer of gunge the fox pulled his hand away from his shaft and carefully clambered up to his feet, "Gotta focus," he muttered to himself, glad Aira hadn't seen him, "What the hell is wrong with me."

Jumping, scrambling, sliding, jumping, slipping Flinty managed three more jumps without incident. The fourth one was almost his undoing, the platform he landed on swayed, the pillar it was standing on was one big, cleverly disguised pivot! Yelling Flinty hurled himself into his next jump and barely made the platform. Clinging to the edge of it, claws digging into the weird spongy material it was made from the fox moaned as it oozed purple gunge!

It welled up out of the material like a sponge and soaked Flinty further. Scrambling and clawing his way up on top the fox moaned and gently, eagerly humped his needy shaft against it.

"Damn it," Flinty muttered, "It's like this stuff is making me horny," shaking his head, brushing his gunge soaked hair out of his eyes he tried to focus on the next jump, and then the next. But oh it was so hard to ignore his raging hard on but somehow Flinty made it to the final platform and collapsed in a heap by the ladder.

Hooking one of his arms around the sturdy rungs Flinty sat with his back against the ladder and grabbed his cock with his free hand. He needed this, he needed this badly, pawing, squelching, sliding his cock up and down his length the fox moaned and edged himself toward orgasm. He nearly made it too but then Aira landed on the platform on the opposite side and Flinty snatched his cock away hurriedly, embarrassed at the idea of being caught jerking off.

"Hey, you made it then," he congratulated Aira, turning around to grin at the other fox, "Well done."

"Thanks," Aira declared panting heavily, he ran a paw down his chest and then along the length of his own cock, "Are you feeling... really frisky too?"

"Yeah..." Flinty muttered with an embarrassed whine, "Should we... maybe... you know?"

"Hell no," Aira shook his head and moved for the ladder, "It's the gunge, it wants us to... give in, i bet that's one of the magical curses on this place, come on, don't give in to it Flinty let's get out of here."

With that the other fox started up the ladder and Flinty sighed and watched him climb. Coated in gunge as he was, his arse and tail were sleek, streamlined and wiggling above his head. Ducking his head to try not to watch Flinty started after Aira.

It didn't help however that his friend was dripping gunge, gunge that was landing on top of Flinty. It was laced with Aira's scent, his burning need to cum and the tingling, lust driving delight of the gunge itself. It was a very long ladder and by the time Flinty pulled himself off the end of it into the next chamber he was desperate. Groaning he stumbled to his feet, looked around and threw himself off the small ledge they were on into the pool of gunge that ringed the room

"Flinty no," Aira shouted and lurched after him but Flinty didn't care. There was another ladder leading up but the fox ignored it and just grabbed Aira. Wrestling with him the two tumbled through the thick green gunk until Flinty could grind his insanely needed shaft against Aira's.

"Need," he grumbled, not caring that his muzzle seemed to be sticking together as he rocked his hips against the struggling form of Aira, "Neeeeeeed," he whimpered and gripped the fox's shoulders and kissed him. Aira's eyes went wide and he tried to pull free, to break away from the kiss but it was too late, Flinty was changing.

Beneath his goo there was just more gunge, thick layers of oozing gunge pouring out of the fox shaped mass. Flinty was dissolving, he was drawing in the goo from the pool, adding it to his mass and losing the sleek, muscular shape that was his. Aira struggled but Flinty didn't care, he kept his lips pressed to the fox's and humped him. Gunge squished and spread around them both but only Flinty was losing his form.

He bulking up into a thick, heavy set, humanoid shape, a mass of oozing gunge, the colours fountaining up from inside in slick, oozing waves. Rolling his hips Flinty moaned, his stiff, glooping cock twitching, poised on the edge of orgasm. Aira's struggles were tailing off, but only because a change was happening to him. Aware at the back of his lust fuelled mind that he had failed, stumbled at the first hurdle Flinty was enacting his contingency plan and kissing Aira. His head had already changed, beneath his coating of gunge his head, his ears, the shape of his muzzle had changed to a familiar shape.

Beneath the goo Flinty was aware, dimly that Aira's body would be changing, shifting, flowing into the familiar form of his own body. His mind too was being expunged, over-written, flooded with a copy of Flinty's mind. There was a tingling moment, a feeling of delight, a pulse of need and Flinty and Flinty threw back their heads and cried out as their orgasm's hit.

One of them sagged, practically exploding in a roaring torrent of gunge that splashed across the walls of the room. He threw his head back and then collapsed into the gunge that was his body, letting himself sink and spread out in all directions, spreading himself into the gune.

The washing torrent washed the small of exploding gunge washed the other Flinty across the small room. He fetched up against the base of the ladder and grabbed it. Instincts kicked in and panting, still shuddering from his own orgasm, rock hard cock and engorged knot pulsing with the last few jets of his seed he threw himself up the ladder.

Aira was gone, he was Flinty now and Flinty well... he was a roaring mass of content for now gunge! But that wouldn't last, he had felt them, the need, the burning desire to hunt down others and make them cum, to make them more of itself! The only reason Flinty was still intact was because the cloning process had still been in effect. The copying procedure that had over-written Aira had saved him from the insidious effects of having an orgasm in this gunge!

Throwing himself over the top of the ladder Flinty looked around. The next room was a long slope, there was a slanting platform that rose up towards some sort of vault door. Felinus was up there, hurriedly working on the puzzle that formed the combination. Splashing through the gunge Flinty threw himself up the slope.

"We have to get out of here, Aira gave in, he transformed into some sort of gunge beast!"

"What!" Felinus shouted, turning to stare at the approaching fox.

"You heard me," Flinty panted as he slid to a hall, thumping to his knees next to Felinus, "We have to get out of here, giving into orgasm lets this gunge claim you."

Felinus turned, staring with wide eyes at Flinty as he snatched his paw away from his slender, barbed kitty cock, "Damn... I... I was going to... you know, get some release before I undid this lock."

"No time," Flinty whined and slid up to the door, "We have to get out of here before it's too late, come on..."

Whining and mewling Felinus nodded and reached for the puzzle, they had to get out of here before the monster Aira had became caught up with them! And this lock was the only thing between them and safety!