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At first it seemed like a glaring error on the satellite feed, those that controlled it even realigned their lenses because they thought it was a mistake. After being checked for the third time however they realized that it was real; a huge building had just emerged from the South American jungles. It caused a huge stir in the archeological community, especially when it was at a site where it was reported that a number of legions of Spanish troops as well as Mayan villages had disappeared from that same area. The combined historical curiosities were enough to cause the international archeological community to immediately send a small survey team into the jungle to investigate.

The four had been airlifted into a nearby village to get as close to the structure as possible, and even with that they faced a grueling two-week journey through the jungle. Fortunately, the four of them had been well trained in jungle exploration and two had actually been in the same area years prior looking for clues about those conquistadors that had disappeared in the area. Now of course they were there for a completely different reason, all of their interests peaked on the new building that had just suddenly appeared out of the ground.

"I can't believe that we're actually going to find out what's going on in this jungle..." One of the men said as a more muscular male slashed his way through the thick underbrush in front of him. "I know this is your first foray into this area Don, but I've nearly died twice trying to figure out what happened here. I mean, it was an entire regime of Spanish soldiers, and even back then they wouldn't have lost them on a whim..."

There was a chuckle from the bigger male as he broke through to another thicket, wiping the sweat off of his brow as he took a breather. "Well I can see why you almost perished here Yeran," Don replied while he took a drink from his canteen. "I can't imagine you stomping around this jungle trying to find clues in the trees while not getting killed by the elements."

"That's because he had me with him," another guy said to Don, this one bigger than him as he gave him a wink before taking the machete to continue to cut a path. "The second time he almost died I had to backpack him back to the village that we landed in. You and Marcus should have seen him bouncing around as I hauled him back, he was greener than those leaves that you've been chopping down for the last hour."

The three guys chuckled as the fourth felt himself blush while they began to move once more. The biggest guy, whose name was Arturo, continued to slice their way into the jungle. Normally they would just keep taking breaks so that they didn't overwork themselves but now it was the final push to the structure. Even as they made good time through the jungle it still took them until the sun had started to sink below the canopy to reach their destination. Finally with one big slash by Don they pushed their way into the clearing that surrounded the building.

They all begin to cheer and hug one another in celebration as they finally arrived at the footsteps of the huge stone monolith that graced the entrance of the building. They immediately set up camp at the base of the structure and though they wanted to go in and get started on their exploration they knew they had to wait until the morning to get started. The two that had been cutting their way through the jungle all day went to bed immediately and Marcus retired soon after, leaving Yeran up by himself as he continued to sketch the contours of the massive structure in front of their campsite.

As he closed up his book for the night and looked around the jungle the flickering light of the fire made the shadows dance around him... and he couldn't help but feel like there was something other than the darkness out there. It was like a nagging feeling there was something watching them and as he looked up at the entrance of the building he swore he could see a number of glittering eyes up there. At first he thought it might have been bats or some other kind of animal but as he tried to look at the shape of the creatures up there it was like they blended into the night. Even though they all agreed to not go up to the temple before the morning he had to see what it was as he grabbed one of the flashlights.

When Yeran made his way through the gateway towards the stairs of the building he realized that it would be the first time that anyone had stepped forth on the stone for untold number of decades. Though he had paused for a moment at the awe of it all he quickly got over it and began to make his way up the stairs. The light from the flashlight bounced along the steps as he made his way up until he got to the plateau where he believed that he had seen the eyes. Nothing was there though, even when he clicked off the light the only thing that he could see was vines that grew on the stones glistening in the moonlight. He looked back down at the campsite and saw the fire that still crackled, then into the abyss of the darkness that was the entrance of the building.

"Well..." Yeran said as he turned the flashlight back on and looked beyond the shadows. "Since I'm already here I don't suppose it would hurt to take a little look around. After all, maybe those eyes that I saw were still around here or something."

It was all the convincing that he needed to do to get himself to break the rule of their group and step inside. As soon as he walked through the front gate it was clear that this was some sort of temple, though it wasn't to any god that he recognized from their region. In fact, as he stared at the hieroglyphs on the wall it appeared that they belonged to some sort of panther creature, and the further into the temple the more that it was clear that this creature was their deity. When he continued further into it the tunnels became more labyrinthine in nature, honeycombing throughout this mysterious building that they had set themselves to investigate.

This wasn't his first time in such a catacomb, Yeran taking the chalk that he had brought with him to put an arrow in the direction of the entrance. The last thing he needed was to get lost, especially since he wasn't supposed to be there in the first place. As he moved deeper down into the temple though the more intrigued he was with the glyphs that told the story of this panther god that was worshipped here. At first glance the story appeared to be a warning, that the giant shiny creature depicted on the walls was not a god that they revered but some demon that should be feared... but then a little further on it looked like they had scrubbed that part out and drew in their own pictographs showing a benevolent panther god where other similar felines bowed down at its feet. Through both sets of stories one thing remained constant, the name of the creature that this structure was made for.

"Aktor..." Yeran whispered as he brought up his fingers to press against the head of the panther god. "You definitely were a creature of contention. What could the locals in this area possibly have thought of you that made them do something like this?"

Though there was definitely more of the area to explore Yeran knew that he had already likely been down in the temple for over an hour and if he didn't go back to get some sleep he would not be at the top of his game for when the official exploration began. He began to follow his arrows out of the temple, but as he got to a certain point he realized that he hadn't seen one in quite some time. He made sure to put them at regular intervals so that if he accidently wandered off course he could quickly figure it out as he scanned the nearby areas with his flashlight. When it was clear there was no arrow to be found at the appropriate time he double backed to the last place he was, hoping that it was a simple mistake that he could easily rectify.

As time passed and he continued to walk he found his anxiety going up as he didn't come across his second arrow either. He even saw the stone formation where he had put his arrow under except that underneath it was just a patch of smooth stone. Before he turned to go back the way he came once again his light shined on something that caused him to pause slightly. It glittered slightly in the light and when he went closer to examine it he found that it was the dust of the chalk that he had used to draw the arrow in the first place. He began to feel his heart thump hard in his chest as he glanced at the area where he had drawn it in the first place and saw a faint smudge, a streak of white that indicated only one thing...

...he was not alone down here.

The very thought caused his entire body to freeze with panic as his rational instincts were pushed aside for his flight or fight response. He began to quickly move his way down the hallways but with him being lost even before panic set in he quickly found himself disoriented as he did everything he could not to pass out. In his frantic pace minutes seemed like hours, but after a while he was finally able to calm himself down enough to rationalize that no one besides himself had been down here for hundreds of years. He stopped for a second to catch his breath and as he put his hands on his knees to suck in a lungful of stale air he noticed that there was something on the wall that he hadn't seen before.

Yeran couldn't help but laugh when he saw the arrow in white chalk drawn on the stone, his panic and fear replaced with intense relief as he wiped his sweat-stained brow with a handkerchief. "Caused yourself quite a fright there," Yeran chastised himself as he took another moment to recuperate before heading in the direction that the arrow pointed. "This is why they didn't want you to explore alone."

A few minutes passed and Yeran continued to follow the path of the arrows, stopping only when his flashlight illuminated something in his path that hadn't been there before. "Spider webs?" he asked himself as the silky strands glimmered in the beam of light that he shined on them. "I don't remember these being here before..."

Though it was slightly disconcerting that he didn't remember such things he reminded himself that he had been distracted before with the artwork on the walls. Even though he wasn't keen on getting himself covered in the sticky strings it appeared whatever hole he had gone through before had disappeared. He took his hand and pulled down as much of the webbing as he could before he continued on, making his way through the passageway while trying to keep the amount that fell on him to a minimum. He could only imagine going back down to the camp to find someone awake, seeing him covered in cobwebs to reveal that he had broken the protocol...

The further he pressed forward though the more his concern became about the increasingly thick webs that continued to block his path. As he pulled them away he noticed that they weren't white like your typical webs, instead it appeared to be some sort of shiny black substance that clung to his hands and his clothing as he tried to push through it. It wasn't long though before he had to stop due to the thick strands blocking most of the light from his flashlight. He let out a disgusted sigh as he turned from this progress to clean off the front of his flashlight, the strange material melting slightly between his fingers before he got the beam to shine again and brought it back up to illuminate the hallway.

It was only on for a second though as the light revealed a panther face floating there in the darkness, its skin shining unnaturally before Yeran screamed and dropped the flashlight on the ground. The bulb popped and suddenly everything went dark as the explorer ran away from the creature he had just seen, bulldozing his way through the sticky strands as fast as he could. The more he went through them though the more the tar-like substance accumulated on his body and began to slow him down. He could feel it everywhere, on his head and body as it seemed to liquidate on his skin and coat him completely.

Yeran tried to cry out for the others to help him but by this point the rubbery substance had formed into a thick sheet on his face, stretching with his lips before it seemed to pull his mouth shut and seal it. By now it was clear these were no ordinary webs as he reached down with thick fingers to try and pull it off of him. The only thing he seemed to be able to succeed in is pulling off his own clothes, the material weakened by the shiny substance that seemed to dissolve the fabric like acid as he fell to his knees. Despite the thick gunk covering his ears he could hear the sound of feet tapping against stone behind him, but by this point the rubber had cocooned him so thoroughly it stretched around him like he was in a sack. Just as his arms and legs were found to be stuck to one another he felt himself get lifted up and moved through the hallway.

Time passed and the already lost man no longer had any idea where he was in the temple anymore, all his senses were blocked save for the feel of warmth that seeped in through his rubbery prison as he continued to get transported. Yeran could feel his entire body shake, the fight he had attempted to put up had zero effect on his predicament and all he could do was lie there and wait until whatever had caught him either released or killed him. Though images of huge spiders sucking the life out of him suddenly came to mind he felt deep down that the creature that had just seen before he panicked was more likely the cause, though whether that was better or worse remained to be seen. Finally after what felt like an eternity he was bought down onto the ground once more and the area of the rubber that had been around his head opened up.

The second that he was able to see again Yeran had to squint at the sudden introduction to light once more. He found himself in a throne room, complete with torches lit that illuminated the solid black shiny walls with golden inlays. Along those walls were a number of anthro panther statues, all of them also appeared to be made out of rubber and holding golden orbs in their hands while their erect phalluses jutted out in the air. All that paled in comparison though to the giant latex panther statue that sat in the back of the room, the well-muscled and well-endowed creature sitting there frozen. As Yeran tried to free himself the rest of the way from his own rubbery prison he found that despite the hole that was torn in the cocoon he was still unable to do much more than move his head about.

"I didn't feel like having to chase you through the temple," a voice said behind him, echoing surreally in the huge room as Yeran turned behind him to see the same panther head that had drove him into the web trap grinning at him. "This way we can talk instead of me stalking you for the next few hours and potentially finding your way back."

"You... speak English?" Yeran said in surprise. "But this language wasn't introduced here for hundreds of years after this structure was made."

"You must be a scholar," the rubber panther man replied with a chuckle. "Most when they see a creature like me either respond with screaming, yelling, wondering what I am or lamenting their life choices up to this point. The scholars though... they're the ones that ask the obscure questions, like how a rubber creature like myself could know their language."

Despite the situation Yeran did feel slightly embarrassed he let his intellectual curiosity shine through, not bothering to ask what would be looked at as far more important questions. "Well I already have some idea about you," the human attempted to recover as the other male continued to move around him. "You're the one that they either warned about or worshipped, a panther creature that shined in the light like polished stone. They called you Aktor, am I right?"

"Not quite," the creature replied, moving over to the statue. "While I am one born of the god you speak I am not him." Much to Yeran's surprise the rubberized feline slumped at the feet of the statue, holding onto them like a child would his parent. "My Lord Aktor... we used to hunt for him to bring him back worthy converts, but then the jungle grew even more inhospitable and soon even the foolhardy of explorers wouldn't come around anymore."

There was a sadness to the creature's voice that moved Yeran, even though he was trapped in the confines of a temple that had just mysteriously appeared he continued to keep himself in a purely academic mindset to avoid panicking once more. "So this is Aktor..." he mused, the woeful rubber panther nodding as he stroked one of the statue's calves. "You seem to have a rather... close relationship with it-, I mean, him."

"I was the first to be converted after he and his original followers were sealed in this awful place," the panther said as he sat up, continuing to lean back against the statue. "Then I lured the rest of the conquistadores that I had been with here and got him more followers. At first I felt that we could break him free of this place... but as I brought more people here I couldn't spread his influence far or fast enough to get him out. Then when we could no longer find new converts to feed into this place those that came before me reverted back to statues until it was just me and him... then in a desperate act he used the last of his power to make this place known once more, an act that petrified him and left me all alone now."

Yeran's mind reeled as he tried to put together the pieces of the puzzle as they were being given to him, the panther mentioning the Spanish soldiers lining up with several tales of an entire squad of them disappearing in this area. How many like that had fallen victim to this place before people grew wise and stayed away from this part of the jungle? It appeared that had this Aktor not sacrificed the last of his power to raise the temple up from the ground it would have been buried like so many secrets before it, possibly forever or at least until a group like his found it. As he continued to try and figure things out he hadn't noticed that the panther approached him once more, now with a grin on his face.

"Now that you and your group is here all hope is not lost," he said with a grin as he held up a golden panther mask in Yeran's field of vision. "With your new knowledge of this world we can bring more people here, and with it the revitalization of my lord. With your essence we can breathe life into these walls once more."

"No, wait..." Yeran replied, suddenly fearful as the panther turned his back to him while he attempted to get out of the cocoon he was in once more. "Please, I don't want to die... I don't want to die! Just let me go and I'll tell you everything you could want to know about this world!"

"You will not die, you will be reborn..." the rubber panther with his head turned before he faced Aktor once more, tail wagging in the air as he held up the mask. "I, Sol, bring another into your fold! Let his energy infuse this place once more and bring our lord back to life!"

Even though he continued to struggle the captive human could start to hear whispers surround him, indescribable chanting in a language that seemed to burrow into his ears as Sol spun around and held the mask towards Yeran's face. The second the golden metal got close to the human's head he could see the inside sweat a black substance that quickly coated the entire thing. Though Yeran continued to try and keep his head away from it there was only so much he could do, eventually falling over onto his back as Sol continued to move the magical mask towards him. In the few seconds before it was lowered on him Yeran could even see tendrils of the shiny substance reach out towards his skin before it was finally placed on him.

The effect was immediate, every muscle in Yeran's body tensed and his eyes felt like they were about to bulge out of his head as the magic of the rubber on the mask began to do its work. Despite being essentially a dead god the power of Aktor was still incredibly potent, causing the naked male to writhe in his rubber cocoon on the stone as he was filled with the essence of the deific being. Sol began to stroke his own erection as he watched the rubber that had restrained the male become malleable once more, except instead of melting off his body it began to swirl around his form and define it even further. The useless balls of latex that were on the ends of Yeran's arms slimmed down into clawed fingers while his legs were able to pull apart as feline paws appeared on the end of them.

As Yeran's rubber-covered body continued to convulse in transformative pleasure Sol was ready to help smooth over the human's changes. The already formed rubber panther slid his paws down the lithe creature's body, the two latex creatures squeaking as they pressed together. Yeran hardly registered that Sol had been licking and sucking on his body, though once his muzzle touched against the human's groin it was absolutely electric. At the same time his mind was flooded with pleasure it also was being filled with something else. It was desire... not only the physical desires of the rubberized flesh but also to serve Aktor.

The golden panther mask fell away from Yeran's face, revealing the latex panther muzzle underneath. The last of his humanity had been erased, burned away mind, body, and soul by the power of the god. Sol could feel his latest convert being molded by the pleasure that was being fed into him and could feel it shaping the new rubber feline as he drew his synthetic tongue over the former human's throbbing member. The combination of latex lust had so ensnared the newly minted male that he hardly even remembered his former life... everything now was completely encapsulated by the one that transformed him.

Sol felt a grin form on his muzzle as Yeran succumbed completely to the pleasure, feeling the first of what would be many orgasms come from his new body as that rubber-covered cock spurted with corrupted cum before he could even put his mouth around it. At the same time his own member, which had been dangling enticingly in front of the transformed male, suddenly had a muzzle of its own sucking deeply on it. For the first time in many years Sol felt the pleasure of another male and it was as intoxicating for him as it was for the one below him. Though they had much to prepare for before the sun came up Sol knew that they would have more than enough time to explore one another's bodies first...