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Meanwhile in the depths of space a similar latex alien lizard creature walked along the hallway of the destroyed cruiser, one of the few areas of the spaceship that was able to support life. He wanted to see his destruction first hand, running his hand along the walls scarred by blaster fire as his army took out the last of Vasran's supposed soldiers. It had been a clean sweep, those not killed were converted by him to join his ranks and it was glorious. Just as he was about to turn and head back to his own ship one of his own ran up to him and went down on one knee before him in respect before coming back up and handing him a tablet.

"Our sensors lost track of Vasran's escape pod after it went through the debris field caused by the explosion of the Phobos," he said as the alien creature looked at the report. "Given the amount of damage the pod sustained by our attack and the debris it is very likely that it has been destroyed and is now drifting in space with his corpse inside. If the pod is destroyed and he is dead it will take considerable time and resources to track it down, do you still wish us to continue the search?"

The rubber alien paused for a moment and placed his hand against the rapidly cooling metal of the hallway's hull, feeling the emergency life support systems beginning to fail here too. "Do whatever it takes to find the body," he said with a sneer. "I want that traitor's corpse hanging in the center of the capital gardens for everyone to see. Soon Vasran will be nothing but a footnote in the history books, and when that happens I will personally write it in his own blood..."

Meanwhile Vasran was holding his vulpine fingers to his face as the store associate told him all about the top of the line computers that they had in stock. With most of the stores already closed for the night it was the only place he could go to in order to find out about the level of technology on the planet, which he quickly gathered was far below even the minimum of what he needed. "So you're saying that this computer," he said as he pointed to the bulky tower that was on the shelf. "That's the best you got?"

"Well yeah," the panther replied as he stood there, obviously not wanting to deal with him at the moment but unable to disengage. "It's got thirty-two gigabytes of ram and an eight-core processor, it's pretty much the top of the line you're going to find everywhere and here you can get it for the low prices of two thousand dollars."

"Thirty-two... gigabytes..." Vasran sighed as he put his hands against his muzzle and dragged him down. It took all the composure he could muster to not snap at this point, how was he supposed to do anything in this world if they haven't even gotten to terabyte processing yet, much less quantum computing? When the panther asked if he wanted to see anything else the disguised alien let another sigh and said no, which caused the feline to quickly walk off to another part of the store.

Once more the alien needed to talk to Ark and made his way to the set of bathrooms in the back, going into the room and walking up to one of the mirrors that hung above the sink. "I don't suppose now is a good time to tell you that I don't have two thousand dollars," Ark said as Vasran looked up to see a white rubber fox looking at him nervously. "I don't even think I can reasonably get that kind of money short of robbing someone."

"It doesn't matter," Vasran grimaced. "Your technology level is decades at minimum behind what I need to get off this planet or even send a signal to a neighboring civilization. Not that it really matters because it is doubtful that Echoe left any of my allies alive or unconverted for me to contact anyway."

"Sounds like this nemesis of yours went scorched earth on you," the arctic fox said. "Why does he hate you so much?"

"That... is a rather long and painful story," Vasran said as he could feel his body start to shake from anger. "Perhaps at some point I might let down the mental barriers and let you see for yourself but until then let's keep ourselves to the point at hand. If I can't do this technologically I'm going to have to try and do it psionically, but the amount of people that I have to bring under my thrall is going to be rather extensive. Echoe completely severed my ties psychically not only to those that I've bonded with but even those who I've connected to through mutual experiences... it's disgusting how weak I am, but given your planet's paranoia I have to be very, very careful on how we do things."

Vasran saw the vulpine in the mirror nod in agreement, then his eyes widened along with Vasran when they both heard the sound of a toilet flush in one of the stalls. The alien hadn't even thought to check the bathroom to see if it was clear, especially since this late at night most people weren't around. However it appeared to be a costly error as he slowly moved over and looked around to the entrances of the three stalls. Only one of them was actually closed and when he looked underneath he caught a shoe pulling itself up and out of site. He could imagine that anyone who was in there at the moment was likely freaking out having heard a person apparently holding a conversation with themselves and talking about potentially taking over other people.

As the alien thought about how to play this he suddenly heard an electronic noise followed by three distinct clicks. Mentally Ark shouted that whoever was there had just called the emergency line and that was enough for Vasran to take action. Using all of his strength he went to the closed stall and kicked it open, the flimsy lock flying off the stall door as he looked inside to see a male cheetah with his phone that had started to ring. Before the other male could say or do anything Vasran whipped his tail around and as it sailed through the air the end of it regrew the flap and tentacles just in time to latch around the feline's head.

As the feline flailed in the stall and tried to claw at the rubbery material that now covered his head while Vasran reached over and grabbed the phone out of his hand. It was still ringing and the alien quickly hung it up before it could connect, breathing a sigh of relief. Once he had turned off the phone just in case he looked back to watch as the cheetah's struggles quickly cease as Vasran felt his tail tentacle push its way down into his throat. In less than a minute the alien had a semi-conscious man trapped in his tail in the restroom of a store.

"I will admit this is probably less than ideal," Ark said mentally as Vasran looked at the feline's outline of his head in the stretched rubber of his tail flap. "At least it's not busy out and I doubt anyone else is going to be coming in here for a while. Can't you just... I don't know, suck him up like you did to me?"

"Unfortunately the absorption process only works with one creature at a time," he said as he watched the cheetah twitch. "I have to bond with him now but I would rather not do it here. However... I think I know of a way that we can get him out of this place and to your apartment, the only thing is that I hope you and him are similar sizes."

A few minutes later Vasran slowly poked his head out from the men's bathroom, looking around to see if anyone happened to be coming in. When he saw the coast was clear and moved forward, then a few seconds later an identical copy of himself did the same thing. Ark felt strange essentially manipulating the body of the semiconscious cheetah male, especially feeling his thoughts in amidst the alien drugs that were still being pumped into his body. Luckily the cheetah was pretty close in size to Ark though the pants were a bit tight on him everything else was enough for the two creatures to smuggle the guy out of the store and back into his car.

"Did I mention before that this is very strange?" Ark said as he got into the passenger side of his own vehicle while Vasran took the driver's seat. "Vasran, I have a living creature inside my body and I still look like me. I mean I've only been an alien creature for like four hours and I'm already doing things like this."

"You're doing a great job so far," Vasran replied as he began to drive. "The longer we're bonded the easier it gets, trust me. Soon you'll be able to do things of that nature in your sleep."

The vulpine looked down at that, his arms feeling his own body and the creature he covered. "Well that's sort of the point I'm making," Ark said. "What if I don't want to do things like this? Can I choose not to have some sort of weird alien converter tentacle at the end of my tail or am I going to be doing that myself as we continue, in your words, to bond together."

Vasran sighed and looked away, feeling the eyes of the other male stare at him as he got onto the highway back to his campus apartment. It was a question he had been asked many times before and normally it would end in droning that individual and moving on, but with him being stuck here and Ark his only lifeline he knew if he did that he'd likely hamper his plans even more. That left him in the awkward position of not being able to say anything as the rest of their car ride passed in silence. Neither seemed to know what to say and a cursory glance inside the arctic fox's mind saw a lot of doubt and trepidation at what they were doing. This couldn't be allowed to continued, the alien thought to himself as they pulled into the parking lot, he needed Ark to start thinking more like an alien and their unwitting passenger might prove to be just the thing to help them get over this small hump.

When they got up to the apartment Ark was the first to enter, peeking inside while carefully opening the door as quietly as he could in order to not disturb his roommate. As he looked in he let out a sigh of relief to see that the wolf had gone to his bedroom for what was likely to be the night. With the coast clear he silently motioned for Vasran to follow him and they snuck their way to the vulpine's room before closing the door. Once they were safely inside with the door locked Ark flopped down on his bed and Vasran once more connected his tail to his face. As much as he would have wanted to have the vulpine out and about in his own body he wasn't strong enough to give him such, especially with his wavering loyalty as the white fur turned to rubber and was absorbed back into his body through his tail.

Ark felt the surreal sensation of being absorbed once more, except this time he expected it as he felt his consciousness get pulled away from the feline and back into the alien. When he was completely back though something felt... off, like he was far more present than before. At first he thought it was the fact that the synthetic rubber creature had returned to his alien form, but it was more than that. It took him a few seconds before he realized that for the first time that night he was the one in control of their shared body, looking down in surprise as he flexed his four digit rubber hands while Vasran chuckled inside his mind.

"Yes, I've given you the steering wheel to my own body," Vasran confirmed as the former fox looked down at his alien body. "I need you to be on the same level as me if you're going to help me get my revenge, so we're going to go through a bit of impromptu bonding training. Your job is to bond with and convert the cheetah before you into one of our drones."

"A... drone?" Ark replied as he looked at the body of the cheetah before him that twitched occasionally, his brain revealing what that entailed before his consciousness even had the chance to ask the question of what that meant. "Wait, why a drone? Why can't we just make him like me?"

"I'm not exactly brimming with power right now and this person was definitely not in the plan," Vasran replied mentally. "Plus we can't afford to have someone who might live halfway across the city potentially exposing us to the general public. I need someone with complete and unquestioning loyalty and devotion to us, and you need to be the one to do is so you can get used to the conversion process. I can sense your trepidation but I assure you it sounds worse than it is, when he's not in our presence he'll continue about his life with no idea of what happened to him, but when he is in our company he will be our... pet."

Vasran was about to use the word slave but even before he got to the word in the sentence he could feel the fox begin to grow more anxious about the possibility he would say that. In the safe-guarded part of his psyche the alien lamented that he had come across a species that valued free-will so highly. Back when he was still new to the game his mentors had brought him to a planet where they practically threw themselves at them for the chance to be controlled, but unfortunately this was not going to be the case so he had to make sure he was careful... at least in the beginning. One thing that he was grateful for was that they were somewhat open to his corruption and already he could see subtle alterations in the vulpine's thought processes, ones that he was going to continue to tweak as he watched his new protégé begin to work.

As Ark looked down at the still semi-conscious male he could sense what he was supposed to do next, but the still non-alien part of his mind was leery against it as he looked at the rubber-covered face of the feline. He had no idea who this person was or what was going to happen to him once he started the process, but as he thought of that he realized that he had already built a bridge to his memories just like Vasran did to him. With a little concentration and some help from Vasran he was able to see inside the cheetah's mind and find out some personal details about him, such as his name being Trent and that in a small turn of fortunate luck he also happened to go to the same college, though he was a few years higher than him as a graduate student. Though it felt a little invasive it was almost reassuring to sense that all that he learned about him would remain intact, just with a layer of alien programming on top of it, especially when he found out he was bisexual which kicked up his libido.

"How... how long do I have to leave the flap on his head when I start to turn him into a drone?" Ark asked, which Vasran had to restrain a laugh when he could see what the arctic fox wanted to do.

"Our tail is just a means of pacification," Vasran explained. "The conversion comes from the introduction of our fluids into their body and our desire to change them. Since he's becoming a drone anyway let me show you a few things you can do in order to ensure that you convert him without having to keep your tail on his head the whole time..."

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A few minutes later Ark watched as Trent starting coming too, the alien drugs dissipated from his body as his eyes fluttered open. A few seconds later Ark backed away slightly as the feline slowly sat up, rubbing his head as he looked around. "Man... I can't drink that much ever again..." the cheetah asked as he looked around. "Did I... hook up with someone?"

Ark watched with mild surprise as the cheetah reacted exactly as he had told him too. As he had been digging in his mind he noticed that Trent seemed to have a like for drinking to excess every so often, which meant that his memories during that time were hazy at best. With a little mental manipulation helped by the alien rubber that was already starting to spread over his brain it was easy to insert a false memory, one that would help Ark sell his story as he took a deep breath before approaching. Meanwhile Vasran watched as the arctic fox alien did his work, not only to test the vulpine's skills but also to keep doing some modifications of his own.

"I was wondering when you would get up," Ark said as he moved over to him, watching as the other male's eyes widened in surprise at what he saw. Not only was he completely naked but was also in his rubber alien arctic fox form, not transforming all the way back to his former self. While it was a bit of a risk he was curious to see if Vasran's claims were true that the cheetah wouldn't even notice what he was. It seemed at that point that the alien was wrong as Trent continued to stare at him in amazement, only to see that there was now a noticeable tent in his pants.

"I don't think I've met anyone like you," Trent said in awe, which caused Ark to blush slightly despite himself. "Not sure what I did to get into your bed but I'm glad for it. Sorry I passed out before we could do anything." As Ark went up to him and kissed him in the back of his mind he couldn't believe that it actually worked and that the cheetah had no idea he had been abducted from the bathroom. Of course Vasran was quick to remind him that such suggestions were only temporary and that while he can still have his fun he needed to hammer home the drone mindset into their latest convert if they were going to be successful.

Ark could already see that the alien material had begun to spread. Patches of the feline's fur on his face appeared to get wet before the fur melted together and turned to latex, mostly around his muzzle and ears as the two continued to kiss. The fox could feel the rubber tongue of the other male try to press into his mouth only to push it back down to explore theirs. He had to remain the dominant one, Ark said as he pulled off Trent's clothes and threw them to the floor while their make-out session grew more intense. With the inhibitions of the cheetah dampened by Ark all caution had been thrown into the wind as soon their where two naked males on his dorm bed groping on one another.

Finally Trent pulled away from their kiss long enough for him to get a good look at the latex fox in front of him. "I still think that's amazing," he said as he put a hand down the smooth synthetic skin that was Ark's toned chest and abs. "How do you manage to do it? I can only imagine how hard that is to get on with fur."

"Well it's actually surprisingly easy," Ark said with a grin. "Of course the easiest way is to let me show you, but then you're going to have to do everything I say, got it?" The cheetah nodded and with the seeds of obedience planted in his rubberized mind Ark had him get on all fours. It was clear from the way he held himself before that this wasn't the first time Trent had done such a thing, but as Ark slowly pushed a finger into him he could feel the muscles clamp against it as Trent let out a moan.

"I don't... usually have anyone back there," Trent admitted as Ark slide up behind him into position while continuing to work his tight hole. "I've been mostly a top, though I'm willing to make an exception for a hottie like you."

That was music to both alien's ears as he pushed in deeper to cause the cheetah to gasp and push back. Ark could tell that the alien latex had started the assimilation process inside him as he was able to stretch him out more and more with each second. Now it was time to put in the mental commands and with a gentle nudge from Vasran mentally Ark pulled out his fingers and began to use something else to spread open the ring of muscle. The cheetah moaned in pure pleasure as the head of Ark's cock pushed inside him, both males shuddering from the insertion as the cheetah began to push back before he was stopped by a pair of hands on his hips.

"You just need to relax," Ark said as he stroked Trent's head fur, continuing to feed the other male's desire for subservience. "Don't worry, let me take care of you. All you need to do is listen and everything else will be taken care of."

Trent just nodded his head and there was a slight gurgle to his voice as the alien rubber caught slightly in his throat as it converted it and the rest of his stomach. At that point Ark had pushed him cock halfway into the other's tailhole and it was then that he began to feel a twinge of remorse for what he was doing. He could feel the dominant nature of the cheetah melting away with every word that his latex brain absorbed just like the fur that had mostly turned to alien rubber as well. Was what they were doing really a good thing, he wondered, even if he did act normally on the outside he was essentially turning the confident male into a slutty rubber cat while he was around them...

But within that thought Vasran found something he could tweak, which was that while there was a moral conundrum going on in Ark's mind he also saw that there was a twinge of lust. It was just a small spark but he could see that the arctic fox enjoyed the idea of that feline's hole stretched around his cock as well as the pleasure that it brought. That was the thought that he captured and bred in Ark as he was distracted with getting hilted into Trent. The alien flooded the vulpine's mind with images just like that, of all the wonderful feelings of pleasure he could get from other males and then continued to overlay the fact that being dominant like that was the best means to get it.

It was working too, Ark's trepidation for what he was doing to the cheetah was replaced with the pleasure of actually doing it. "You have such a wonderful body pet," Ark almost growled as he began to thrust into the male beneath him. "Doesn't this feel good? All you had to do was let me be in control and you're getting such amazing pleasure from it, imagine how good it would be if you let completely go... let me have total control over your body..."

"Oh Ark..." Trent moaned as he leaned forward, letting the rubber arctic fox push deeper inside him than any male had ever gotten, their frictionless bodies rubbing aginst one another. "You're not like anyone I've ever been with before. I... I want this, I want you... I need this feeling to continue. I will do anything to keep this."

At this point Vasran decided that he would take over, shifting the already lust-drunk Ark out of the driver's seat of their body and shunted him aside. The vulpine didn't seem to care and Vasran didn't miss a stroke of his cock pushing into the rubber tailhole of the other male. With the true alien at the forefront the psychic pressure on Trent intensified exponentially, the cheetah seemed to physically buckle under the weight of Vasran's force. He didn't need to see anything in order to continue to mold the feline to his will but he wanted to anyway in order to help Ark realize just how much better it was to be on the alien side of things.

"I think you realize now that you are mine cat," Vasran said with a particularly hard thrust as he began to revert back to his alien body while Trent could only nod and grunt in reply. "I have given you this new body of yours and now you will use that body to serve me and mine. Outside of our presence you will be normal to not arouse suspicion, but you know deep down that is no longer you, now you are a drone ready to serve at a moment's notice."

"A... drone..." Trent managed to say as the commands were reinforced in his mind. "I'm... a drone..." Vasran could see the grip that the cheetah had on his identity was slipping, compartmentalized away for use when he was out in public. The drone was taking over and his body was growing to match, the latex feline's fur color had shifted as well, from yellow to white with the black spots as he began to sport more alien features as well. The big difference between their bodies however was that Trent would not be getting an assimilator flap on his tail, and with his body type he wouldn't be a good bodyguard either, which meant that he was going to be a servant pet or toy.

With the newly minted alien rubber cheetah succumbing to the new desires that Vasran implanted in him it allowed the alien to indulge in the pleasures of the synthetic flesh more. Drawing on the admittedly shallow well of information that Ark had he allowed the vulpine to share in the pleasure, the merged male equally getting the sweet sensations of plowing the male beneath them. His hands roamed all over the smaller male's body as Trent looked back at the alien with lust in his eyes. While less than an hour ago that would have freaked the cheetah out now all he could see was a beautiful creature as their muzzles met in a passionate kiss. With their rubber bodies they were able to shift themselves so that Vasran could slide his dick entirely in and out of him while their tongues mingled.

When they broke their kiss Vasran began to hear the cheetah repeat the things that he had given him. The combination of pleasure and psychic influence had almost completely rewriten his new drone's body, though there was still one thing left to cement in his place. "Now you know your place," Vasran growled in Trent's rubber ear. "Who is your Master, drone?"

"You... you are..." Trent stammered as he felt Vasran's synthetic scaled hand rub against his rubber-covered inner thigh. "You are Master!"

It was time to finish him off, Vasran thought as their thrusts grew more erratic and shallower in the need to get himself off. Most species had similar means of rewarding procreation and he was about to experience one himself. At this point Trent was nothing more than putty in his paws and with his own hand he brought it between the newly minted rubber cheetah's legs and began to stroke it. The only thing that the alien was focused on was his new drone, though when he finally climaxed he did get quite a bit distracted at just how good the male orgasm felt to him.

Vasran felt Trent tense up beneath him and the tailhole that he had been pumping get clamped around, but by that time the alien had been thoroughly milked already. "How do you feel now pet?" The alien creature said once the two had had laid on their side. "Settling in on being a drone?"

"Y-yes Master," Trent managed to say as he cuddled up his new alien body to Vasran.

"Good," Vasran said as he gave his new feline drone a quick squeeze before getting up. "Now you're going to get your clothes on and we're going to go back to the store so you can grab your car, and then you'll head home and we'll continue to plan."

As the feline got up and dressed the alien paused for a second to watch his newest convert get dressed, his shiny body glinting in the light before he covered them up. About partially through Trent's fur began to regrow and the latex shine was covered by it. Most of the alien features had disappeared as well and soon it was like the conversion never even happened. As Vasran shifted back into Ark's actual vulpine form and grew the fur back as well Trent began to nuzzle against him the second he walked over to him. After a few more minutes of making out and groping they left the apartment before things went further once again, heading back down to the car with the cheetah in tow.