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Serathin whistled to himself as he went along with his work, walking down the streets of the city that he had just traveled too. This timeline was the one that he went to whenever he needed to get information on all things of the metaphysical since this dimension had highly developed technology in that regard. Even though he was on the SHIFT Institue's dime they gave him time to do other things, which is what he was doing at the moment as he went out to lunch. He had to take care of this timeline's body after all, he thought to himself as he looked through the various shops to see if there was a decent noodle shop.

"Serathin?" the draconic sabrewolf heard as he turned around to see a white dragon that had a very distinctive electronic signature behind him. "Oh hey, it is you!" The nanite dragon stopped and tilted his head slightly. "Or wait... is it really you, like you you?"

"It's the actual me," Serathin replied with a chuckle, knowing that when it came to dimension-hopping creatures and himself they would more likely than not get a Serathin in a timeline that he wasn't currently inhabiting. "It's a pleasure seeing you as always Vyrnen, I was actually just about to go to lunch if you would like to join me. Not very often that fates favor me with being able to have a friend find the actual me without forethought."

The two continued to talk while Serathin led them to a place that interested him and instead of eating at the restaurant, where people could potentially hear the conversation of two supernatural creatures, they went back to Serathin's apartment in order to eat and talk. A lot of it was about the adventures that they had, both having a lot of experiences in their travels through the multiverse. They chuckled after one particular adventure that Serathin had concerning a race of robots in one of his timelines that had tried to take over the system he was one.

"What really got me is how stupidly sexy they looked," Serathin said after finishing up the last of his noodles and sitting back on the couch to digest. "I mean I thought that drones were all supposed to look alike or something? If I wasn't working for the other side I would have been very tempted to find myself get accidently getting captured."

"Oh really?" Vyrnen replied, setting down the soda that he was drinking from as he felt his eye twitch slightly. "You would be willing to become a drone just because they were sexy?"

As Serathin shrugged and began to pick up Vyrnen could feel his insides twinging slightly, feeling the instincts that he had recently aquired beginning to bubble to the surface. The nanite dragon tried to not let it show but starting to talk about drones and the creation of such it made his other side want to come out and play. The more they talked about it the more that Serathin revealed his desires to him, especially as the new powers that he had acquired exposed what the hybrid really wanted. Plus this gave him a chance to make his mentor proud as he waited for the response to his inquiry.

"Well, not just that..." Serathin stated with a chuckle, getting up and grabbing all the garbage to toss away since they had finished. "I have to admit that with everything I have to do for SHIFT there's a lot of responsibility that a drone wouldn't have to worry about. Just having someone taking over all your thinking... not sure if its my cup of tea but it was interesting hearing them talk about being instantly obedient and subservient."

Had the draconic sabrewolf been watching Vyrnen and not been focused on cleaning up he would have noticed that the nanite dragon was licking his lips, tendrils of red appearing on his otherwise blue eyes. "If it makes any difference I think that you would make a wonderful drone," Vyrnen stated as tendrils of shiny black began to creep down from his fingertips. "Perhaps you would just need the right controller in order for you to properly enjoy yourself. I mean I know that you like to be in control, especially considering our previous meetings, but with the right master you could give it up?"

"It's certainly food for thought," Serathin replied with a chuckle as he took everything to the kitchen. "Now I haven't checked yet but I'm hoping that this version of me continues to keep ice cream in the freezer, I apparently splurge for the good stuff. Do you want some?"

"I don't think so..." Vyrnen replied, slowly standing up himself as he watched the hybrid go into the other room as his reddening eye looked him up and down before his voice lowers to nothing more than a whisper. "I have something else in mind for dessert." The blackness on his skin continued to spread, not only up his fingers to his arms as well as from his lips as his lengthening tongue continued to lick around his muzzle. "All this talk about drones has me very, very hungry..."

Vyrnen's body trembled slightly as the pleasure of his corruption continued to come forward, more red lines appearing on his skin in a circuit like pattern as his already shiny skin turned to rubber. It took all the restraint on the nanite dragon to hold back his grunts of pleasure as his body continued to transform, his frame expanding as he filled with muscle. He began to shed his clothing as he walked towards the kitchen where he heard the hybrid continue to move about while completely unaware of his friend's transformation. Somehow that made this all the sweeter as an evil grin grew on the corrupted nanite dragon's muzzle.

"So... Serathin..." Vyrnen said lowly as he peeked around the corner with his green eye to watch the sabrewolf work, his body still transforming as he grew bigger. "Perhaps there is a type of drone in particular that you would want to become? Maybe a rubber drone?"

Serathin chuckled as he grabbed a bowl and a spoon so that he could get his own dessert. "A rubber drone?" he repeated, not looking over at the threshold between the kitchen and living room where the still growing dragon stood. "I... suppose that would be interesting. Might look nicer then metal or something like that."

But Vyrnen knew otherwise with his powers fully manifested, his rubber skin glistening in the light as it stretched over his ripped physique. He had to pause for a second as his horns continued to grow, feeling them curl as he flexed his latex muscles while continuing to see what the hybrid lusted after. "I think it would be a little more than interesting for you," the corrupted dragon replied as he slowly moved forward to strike. "Maybe you would be more inclined to become a drone if it came from Renzyl..."

"I guess-" Serathin stopped right in the middle of his sentence when his mind processed what had just been said, stopping his search for the ice cream in the open freezer. "Vyrnen... how do you know about Renzyl..." When he closed the freezer door he found himself staring at black rubber washboard abs framed with glowing red lines that caused his eyes to widen slightly. "Oh..."

There was a moment of silence as the draconic sabrewolf looked up at the rubber dragon, Vyrnen still grinning as he looked down at him. In the next second Serathin attempted to turn and run, only to have those rubber fingers grab him and pulled him backwards. Rubber tentacles began to slither around the sabrewolf's body as he immediately felt himself get lifted up into the air, keeping the squirming male in his place as he was pulled back. As soon as the fur of Serathin's back pressed the smooth latex chest where the tentacles were emerging from Vyrnen's body continued to morph around the captured sabrewolf. It wasn't long before the hybrid was lifted completely off his feet as the latex tongue of the corrupted creature stretched out to lick his muzzle.

"Thanks to Renzyl I can see a lot more about you then you care to let on my friend," Vyrnen gloated as his hands slipped around and removed Serathin's clothing while the rubber tentacles continued to keep him in the air. "For instance the fact that you always had a slight envy of those that would be turned into rubber creatures by him, or even by yourself as you watched them transform lustfully or get taken over like you had done with me. Don't lie to me Serathin, deep down you are as eager as I am for you to be inside me, to let me exert my will on you with nothing you can do about it..."

Serathin attempted to rebuke what was being said but was stopped as one of Vyrnen's tentacles wrapped around his muzzle, effectively silencing him so that he couldn't talk his way out of anything while the rubber dragon's body continued to draw him in. There was no need to be quick about it, even though there would have been protests he could see that the sabrewolf was enjoying it not only through Renzyl's power but also by the growing erection that the hybrid was sporting. He grinned and reached down to grab the striped cock, giving it a few strokes before taking his far bigger rubber ridged member and pushing them together. The semi-liquid substance seemed to eagerly melt over it, causing the draconic sabrewolf to squirm even more as the sensations of the large member were translating directly to the smaller one engulfed in it.

As the rest of Serathin's legs disappeared into those of the corrupted nanite dragon, the appendages made hollow so that not only could Vyrnen get bigger but also to give easier access to entrap the other creature, he suddenly managed to break free of the tentacles that had been wrapping around his upper body and tried to make an escape. Unfortunately for the hybrid with half his body already disappeared into the rubber creature there wasn't much he could do as he felt his wrist get grabbed with the rubber hand not stroking their shared cock. "Where do you think you're going?" Vyrnen said with a chuckle as the tentacle around his muzzle uncoiled itself and stroked under Serathin's chin. "The fun has only begun."

"You can't just put me inside you like this!" Serathin shot back as he tried to squirm again, only to feel something press up against his tailhole that caused his entire body to freeze.

"Oh?" Vyrnen stated simply, locking eyes with the other creature as his tongue practically hung from his mouth in lustful anticipation. "I seem to remember a certain sabrewolf wearing me like a suit without really giving me the heads-up on what he was about to do. All I'm doing is returning the favor."

There was nothing that Serathin could do at that point except wiggle around in the grip of the rubber creature, feeling the tentacles continue to slither around his fur and causing erotic tingles to shoot through his body. As more of the black latex enveloped him a hand went to his chest and hastened the process while the other continued to stimulate the trapped sensitive flesh of the hybrid's member. Serathin found himself moaning as something else began to push inside him, a phallic appendage forming around the rubber that was pressed against his backside. As the cock pushed inside him the latex around his midsection began to seal up to further trap the draconic sabrewolf.

"I can't believe you Vyrnen," Serathin managed to say between gasps as the tentacle inside his rear quickly spread his cheeks open. "You're not playing fairrrrrr... you can't use pleasure to get me to want to go inside you like this!"

"Once again I believe this is a case of the pot calling the kettle black," Vyrnen replied with a chuckle as he watched more of his captured prey disappear inside him, causing a bulge in his belly as the seam of his body continued to seal up and envelop Serathin. "Also I don't think we're playing anything anymore because I've already won. Now why don't you sit back and enjoy yourself, all this unfair stimulation that I'm giving you is bringing up all sorts of tasty desires that I am more than eager to sample."

Serathin tried to respond once more but he felt his head get tilted up and looked into the red and green eye of the corrupted nanite creature capturing him. As those eyes glowed with power the sabrewolf suddenly found himself unable to think of the witty retort that he was going to say next, his own green eyes widening slightly as he could feel the energy behind those eyes start to flow into him. While they continued to have their gazes locked upon one another Vyrnen was able to easily put the arms of the hybrid into his body, which unlike his legs and cock were not slid inside of his rubber arms. Instead he continued to keep the majority of the draconic sabrewolf's body in his chest region, watching his rubber-infused nanites continued to creep around the enthralled form of the other male as only his head remained exposed.

"You can already feel it, can't you," Vyrnen cooed as he watched and felt the draconic sabrewolf's body continue to go slack inside of him. "The power that I wield slipping into your mind, whispering my thoughts, replacing yours with them as you continue to submit under me. Soon you will get to experience exactly what you wanted, the life of a rubber drone."

At this point Serathin was swimming in his own lust to respond, the hypnotic gaze of those eyes combined with the pleasure coming from both his maleness and his tailhole keeping him in a constant state of pleasure. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew what was going on; the corrupted nanite dragon was infusing his psyche onto him and eroding his will with a potent combination of stimulation and subliminal commands, but the longer and deeper that he continued to fall under Vyrnen's thrall the less he cared to do anything about it. Even before the voice of the rubber creature had whispered to him mentally that he desired to be a drone he found himself accepting of his circumstances, the thought of which practically brought him to orgasm if the rubber dragon hadn't managed to stop him from doing so.

Vyrnen couldn't help but smirk as he began to envelop the last of the draconic sabrewolf inside of him, the rubber tentacles that had been assisting in getting the male's body into his chest now slithering over his head. The appendages almost completely enveloped him and the corrupted creature stood and watched as he slowly sank the rest of the way down, disappearing under the black shiny skin of his chest until only his muzzle remained. The nanite dragon leaned down and gave the exposed muzzle one last kiss, his rubber tongue pushing deep inside until the last of it slid down. Even with the nose and sabreteeth of the other male was inside he continued to keep his tongue stretched down inside him for a while longer, pulling back only when he felt the latex of his own body squeeze around it.

When he was finally done Vyrnen looked down at himself with a small chuckle. His entire body looked rather bloated, from the thickening of his legs to his bulging stomach and chest as his shiny skin began to compress back down. He could still feel the tentacles inside of him continue to slither around the draconic sabrewolf's form, keeping him in a state of constant stimulation still as he began to move his stuffed body out of the kitchen. Though the mental programming of the other creature continued to swirl through his captive's mind Vyrnen knew that this wouldn't be an easy one to break. He had seen early on that part of the enjoyment that his friend had gotten from being droned was the struggle, both mental and physical, and that alone would fuel the resistance to the corrupted creature's changes. That was just fine with the rubber dragon though, smiling gleefully as he laid down while holding onto his bulging stomach, after all he was in no hurry and this was a special case.

Once he found the bedroom Vyrnen lied down on the bed and got to work, using his tentacles he pulled the sabrewolf's legs up so that his feet were no longer in his calves as he let the hypnotic suggestion wear off. As he laid down Vyrnen realized just how big he had allowed his body to grow to trap the other male, the entirety of his rubber legs practically dangling off of the bed even as he sat up near the front of it. He could also feel the weight of his huge form, combined with that of the hybrid trapped inside of him, compressed the bed springs down to the point where he wondered if he might have to use the floor instead. Once he was settled however it seemed to hold his form and he just allowed himself to settle back and enjoy the show.

Inside the body of the corrupted nanite creature Serathin slowly started to get his senses back, though all he was at the moment was completely encased in rubber surrounded by darkness. While he wasn't sure if Vyrnen could hear his thoughts he tried to suppress the fact that he was intensely enjoying himself in his predicament. He didn't wanted to give the one that entrapped him the satisfaction of knowing that he had been right about him all along... at least not yet. He tried to adjust himself but the tentacles that were still coiled around his body made sure to keep his movement limited and when he tried to move his mouth he found it once more stuffed with one of the rubber appendages. He could also feel thin tendrils moving around in his nostrils and ears as the thick tentacle began so slither inside of him, quickly reaching his throat before sliding down it just like the other one had done to his tailhole.

After it reached a certain point to where his throat muscles began to clamp down on it the rather thick base between his sabreteeth swelled, forming a gag that fit right behind his teeth. It stretched it to the point where he couldn't move it anymore, and it likely would have hurt if the nanites that had started to spread through his entire body hadn't started to assimilate his flesh and replicated themselves. These new nanites would be keyed to the draconic sabrewolf, though they were still under control of the one who created them. As they began to infiltrate his brain and rework the neural pathways into a more efficient version control network the slowly transforming sabrewolf began to see a light that slowly grew brighter until it completely enveloped him.

The sabrewolf found himself squeezing his eyes shot in order to avoid being blinded, and when he looked up again he found himself back in his apartment. He knew enough to not be fooled, especially when he saw Nexus Vyrnen standing there in all his rubbery glory. "So it looks like you've gotten a hold of either my sensory nerves or the part of the brain that controls them," Serathin stated as he continued to look around while the rubber dragon nodded his head. "Looks like you're infiltrating my mind quite nicely, and I can still feel the pressure of all that rubber around me."

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Vyrnen replied as he walked forward, their sizes a little more proportional to one another now as the corrupted nanite dragon no longer needed the extra size to store another body inside him. "The tightness of my body pressed against you, unable to do anything but wiggle around inside as my tentacles continue to stimulate you. You might not feel it at the moment but the only reason for that is because I'm keeping the sensations from going to the forefront of your mind, if I were to stop however..."

The next second Serathin fell to his knees as he was suddenly overwhelmed with stimulation, not only all over his body as it felt like he was completely covered with tight, restraining rubber but also from the more phallic tentacles that had been slowly thrusting in and out of his orifices. The draconic sabrewolf's mouth hung open from the invisible gag that was inside it, Serathin even feeling his throat being pushed out from the appendage as a similar sensation was happening to his tailhole. The pleasure threatened to be overwhelming as the sabrewolf thrusted his hips forward, his striped cock practically throbbing until suddenly it was gone. Serathin collapsed on all fours and panted hard as his body continued to tremble for a bit, staring down at the floor while he regained his composure until he saw a black rubber hand come into his vision.

"You certainly know your stuff..." Serathin said as he took the hand and was helped back onto his feet.

"I had a great teacher," the corrupted nanite dragon replied with a smirk before motioning with his head over towards the bedroom. "Why don't we go ahead and see what's going on in there before we go any further."

Serathin nodded and followed Nexus Vyrnen into the bedroom, gasping slightly at what he saw. Laying on the bed was the much larger rubber dragon stroking his stomach, watching it with glee as the occasional hand or toes pushed out the latex skin. Even before he saw the gagged head with his saberteeth form an outline in the otherwise perfectly sculpted form he knew that he was looking at Vyrnen with himself wiggling inside. It was bizarre watching his form hardly visible in the musculature of the one that trapped him, hearing the corrupted nanite creature chuckle as they watched the sabrewolf inside struggle.

Even though he knew this was just an image and that he wasn't actually standing there Serathin couldn't help but go up to the shared body, feeling his perspective shift between this perceived reality that Vyrnen was feeding him and actually being trapped there. At this point the rubber body had formed around him like a vac-rack almost, cutting off most movement as he even saw the rubber gag that was in his own mouth. When he reached out a hand to touch it though he quickly pulled back when he saw that it was covered in rubber. He gasped and took a few steps back as he looked down at his shiny purple hands, looking like he was wearing latex gloves even though he knew better.

"What, you thought that I was just going to keep you inside me for a while and then let you go?" Nexus Vyrnen taunted as Serathin continued to look at himself to see that his toes were also undergoing the same treatment. "I told you that you were going to know what it's like to be a drone, and that's why we're here right now. Normally I just let the programming wash over them while they transform from my nanites, their bodies turning to rubber as I take them one way or another... but for you I knew that I was going to need a personal touch."

"Oh yeah?" Serathin replied as he crossed his arms in front of his chest in an act of defiance. "What if I don't want to be a drone?"

"Your body says otherwise," Vyrnen replied with a smirk as he gestured downwards, Serathin looking to see that his cock was fully erect as black rubber began to spread over the sensitive flesh.

"Traitor..." Serathin muttered as he saw glowing green lines start to form near the ridges, giving it an almost alien appearance against his otherwise furry groin.

"You should know better than most that Renzyl only takes the willing, and as his protégé he would teach me such a lesson," Vyrnen replied as he stepped forward, watching Serathin once more look at his completely trapped body in the rubber chest of the other male before turning back to see that he had advanced. "And I know that you are very, very willing. Even though you definitely have dominant tendencies and enjoy watching others like myself squirm under your control you also have a soft spot for having it taken away... as long as they earn the right to do so."

Vyrnen could see Serathin practically tremble under his words as the Nexus beast hit every sensual point that bubbled up from the draconic sabrewolf's psyche. "Admit it..." the corrupted nanite creature continued as he closed the distance until their chests were touching one another. "The second that you knew what was going on you were interested, intrigued by the idea of me taking you like this, transforming you like you have done to so many others. Perhaps maybe even you knew, and talking about those drones was a way for you to say how much you really wanted this to happen."

"I have to admit that I am, at the very least, curious..." Serathin admitted, his eyes wandering away before Vyrnen shifted his head back so that they were staring at each other once again. "The second that I saw your rubber body I was... interested, maybe not to the extent that you're insinuating but certainly enough that it probably prevented my more rational brain from responding. Of course look where that got me, now I'm stuck inside the body of my friend being turned into a rubber drone."

"I think it's a good place for you to be," Vyrnen replied with a wink, then grabbed Serathin by the shoulders. "Now I'm going to take your mind just like I've taken your body, but before I do I want you to hear you say that you want it. Not because I think you might not be into it, your reactions alone say that you are even without being able to see your desires, but I want you to say it because I want to hear it come out of your mouth and watch you submit right in front of me."

"Heh, what exactly do you want me to say?" Serathin asked with a nervous chuckle, watching the smirk on the muzzle of the rubber creature in front of him growing.

"You will say that you want me to turn you into my rubber drone," the corrupted rubber creature practically hissed as he leaned in. "I won't make you beg, but I want to hear those words out of your lips that you would love nothing more than to be my thrall, to be completely subservient to me. To top it all off I want you to refer to me as Master Vyrnen when you do so, since that is what good drones do after all."

"There were a few moments of hesitation as Nexus Vyrnen could see the wheels turning in the draconic sabrewolf's mind. "How do I know that it's really me saying it?" Serathin asked. "You could be manipulating me into thinking that I want it, using this as a ruse to deepen your control over me."

"You of all people should know that if that's what's happening..." Vyrnen stated as his muzzle hovered a few inches away from Serathin's so all he could see were those glowing eyes. "...then you've already lost." That seemed to be enough to spur on the sabrewolf to his conclusion, though there were still a few moments of pause between the two finally it seemed to the nexus beast that he was going to get his answer.

"I... uh... yeah..." Serathin stammered slightly as he started to grin sheepishly. "I... guess that I want to see what being a drone feels like, and if anyone was going to convert me I would want it to be you. So... yeah, I guess I do want it after all."

"Want what?" Vyrnen asked. "You know what you have to say..."

"I... want to be a drone," Serathin stated, though as the rubber dragon raised an eyeridge the hybrid knew that wasn't going to be enough. "I want to be your drone, I want to feel what's like to be a rubber servant. Will you please convert me... Master Vyrnen?"

"That's quite the good start," Vyrnen replied as he took a step back. "I'm more than happy to grant your desire, of course I think a change of scenery is in order..."