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"I don't know... that whole thing really isn't my scene, you know?"

As the snow leopard that sat next to the synth lion he slowly nodded his head, which only caused Dieter to sigh loudly and put his hands against theirs. They had been talking back and forth for a few minutes while sitting in the food court of the mall; the two had just picked up the latest copy of the video game they were looking forward to and had decided to grab something to eat before they went their respective ways. It was right after they had sat down with their respective meals did the snow leopard tell them why he had brought them to the mall in the first place; Newlyn had slid them the invitation for a rubber party and as the synth lion looked at in shock they were asked to accompany him to it. Though they had both known of one another's mutual desire for rubber it was the first time that Dieter had been asked to go to such a thing, and if their cheeks weren't made of metal they would probably be a bright red as they continued to look down at the piece of paper.

"Hey, I know that you are still a little shy when it comes to being around others," Newlyn replied once he had finished taking a draw from his drink. "But I will be there every step of the way and I think this would let you open up new things about yourself. Plus I've heard there's a not-so-subtle rubber shop masquerading as a Halloween and prop store that I'd like to take you if you didn't have any gear of your own to start."

"I... I really don't know what to say," the flustered Dieter finally responded, their bashful nature competing actively with their lustful need as they kept imagining what the snow leopard might look like at a party like that. "You kind of put me in an... awkward situation here in the middle of the food court, if you know what I'm saying."

The snow leopard just gave them a mischievous grin and patted them on the shoulder. "Well, it may just be a little fun to watch you get all flustered," Newlyn said with a chuckle, causing the lion to frown slightly before the other feline stuck out his tongue. "But it's an open invitation; if you want to come just let me know, or just show up for that matter if you're feeling particularly gutsy. Otherwise I should really be getting back to work, thanks for joining me in waiting for the game!"

All Dieter could do was find themselves nodding and waving back before bringing their head back down, which once more brought the invitation back into their vision. A rubber party... this was definitely something that they hadn't experienced before, and for good reason. It was hard for them to open up in front of normal people, but as Newlyn had explained to them it might be a good opportunity since they could wear a mask. That brought up another problem though in that they didn't really have a mask, or really any gear for that matter aside from a few test pieces that they had tucked under their bed.

With Newlyn having left them Dieter decided to finish eating and take a little walk around the mall in order to clear their head. With it being the middle of the day there weren't many people around which gave them some alone time to think about the offer. As they looked down at the invite they saw that I was for tonight, which meant that even if they decided to go for it that wasn't much time for them to find something to fit in. That was why Newlyn had them at the mall however, and as they looked up they found that there was a store down at the far end of one of the arms that was nestled in the corner and had a familiar sign up on it.

Mask Makes the Man, Newlyn said it was a front for a rubber shop and as they looked inside they could certainly see it. Aside from the realistic rubber masks for Halloween and other costumes there was racing gear, helmets, and other accessories that were typically on offer for gear heads. Anyone that didn't know better might pass by it and just see a specialty clothing store, but there was no mistaking who the real clientele was for this place. Though they hadn't originally intended on going inside the idea of the rubber party in their mind and the mulling of accepting the invitation seemed to draw them inside.

The smell of rubber and leather was heavy in the air and as Dieter found themselves wandering around they wondered what they should get... should they decide to attend, which they were still very much on the fence about. They knew that there were all sorts of styles from normal clothing to gimp suits, and as they one set of masks there were the full coverage hoods that completely covered one's features. Maybe that would help them get over their shyness when it came to that sort of thing, the synth lion thought to themselves as they took one off the shelves and shivered slightly at the feel of rubber against their fingers. The sneaky snow leopard had already got them squirmy in public once, Dieter thought to themselves as they quickly put it back, they weren't going to let him do it again as he turned about to go look at the racing gear.

"Hello there!" a man in a rubber gas mask said, Dieter taken slightly aback at suddenly having someone there that wasn't before. As the synth took a second to have their heart settle down they could see that this person was not afraid to be seen in full rubber; they had on a jackal-style gas mask with hoses in the muzzle and a rubber suit that completely covered the rest of their body complete with a set of cuffs and boots. "Is this your first time here?"

Though it was hard to hear with the voice being muffled so much by the mask Dieter could understand enough to know what was being said as they nodded their head. "I suppose you could say that," Dieter replied as they grinned sheepishly. "Are you, um, a floor model or something like that?"

"Actually, I'm the owner of this place," the rubber jackal replied, which given the amount of gear on him wasn't surprising for Dieter to hear. "I'm flattered that you think I could model this stuff, but we're not here for me. Considering what you've been drawn to since you stepped foot in here I'm guessing that you're not looking for a costume to a Halloween party?"

Once more Dieter found himself thankful they were incapable of blushing as they showed the owner the invitation, the easy demeanor of the other man making it easy for them to talk to him as the jackal nodded his head. "First time at a rubber party huh, I can understand being a little anxious," the jackal said as he guided Dieter over to a set of helmets. "Perhaps I can interest you in one of these; technically they still count as gear and you can hide your face, which might just help you get over those initial jitters."

"You know, my friend actually suggested something similar," Dieter said as they looked through several of them before they picked out a biker's helmet that was stylized to have an avian look, though it had a pair of molded ears sticking out of it that made them think of a different creature. "I guess... this one might be alright? I don't know though... I feel like I'm spending a bunch of money on something I might chicken out on anyway."

"Well you're in luck, that one happens to be for a gryphon," the jackal said with a chuckle before putting his arm around the synth's shoulders. "Listen my man, let me tell you from personal experience that when you put on one of these you become a completely different person. If you think that you're going to be shy and reserved with this bad boy on I can assure you that you'll be the biggest, baddest gryphon around."

That was quite the sales pitch, Dieter thought to themselves as they looked inside of it and saw the shine of rubber. The synth was still waffling back and forth and it seemed the jackal could sense that as they upped their offer and told Dieter that if they wore it to the party that they could have it for the night free of charge, though they knew that they would fall in love as soon as they put it on. A chance to try on gear for free and a way to potentially overcome their anxiety at the party... it was too good of a deal to pass up and after a few more moments of thinking about it they found themselves nodding their head. Though it was impossible to tell anything from the mask the jackal wore, or whatever was underneath it, that they were smiling as he brought them over to the counter to get their information to loan out the gryphon helmet for the night.

Over the course of the day Dieter continued to look at the bag that held the helmet in it, their anxiety only increasing as it got closer towards the time the party started. While they wanted to try it on immediately the jackal store owner told them to wait until they got to the party so that it felt like they were really putting on a fresh mask. When they asked if he was sure it would fit them they heard a huff and the jackal said that all their masks are one size fits all, and since they were getting to try it out for free they really couldn't say no to that. But even with all the reassurances the shop owner gave it still didn't stop Dieter from sitting in their car at the front of the estate where this thing was taking place with their metallic hands practically clinking together from the trembling while the biker helmet sat in the passenger's seat.

Part of them wished that they had called Newlyn but Dieter didn't want him to have to wait in case he decided not to come, but with them being there they thought about calling them at that moment just to have someone help. They'll be there at the party though, they reminded themselves as they reached over and grabbed the helmet to put it into their lap, all they had to do was get past the front door and find them as fast as possible. It seemed easy enough but as the minutes ticked by they found themselves still sitting and looking out their windshield. Having the mask in their hands though seemed to be giving them more confidence and finally after psyching themselves up Dieter took the mask and shoved it down over their head.

For a few seconds there was nothing but darkness that Dieter could see, but as they realized they had put it on crooked there was a few seconds of adjustment and they could see out of it just fine. The rubber conforming around their face was quite nice, and with it not being in the middle of the mall they found themselves even more aroused by it. As they tried to look in the rear view to see how it fit he found that the ears were bumping up against the roof and they were unable to get a good angle on it with the beak-like protrusion in front either. I suppose that's one way to get myself out of the car, Dieter thought to themselves as they opened the car door and bumped their head on the frame as they got out.

As Dieter rubbed the spot that the had smacked into they hadn't actually really felt anything, which had them think that this was a really nice helmet as they looked into the side mirror. The shiny black exterior of the mask and tinted visor that slid over the top of it did kind of make them look like a bad ass, though as they glanced in the reflection of their clothing choices they started to wish that they had opted to get something else that matched it. It didn't matter much to them though as the feeling of the rubber against their head was starting to make them feel almost giddy as they stood back up. With invitation in hand they decided that since they were already out that they should at least try and get into the party, though as they walked they found themselves stumbling slightly.

By the time they got to the house itself Dieter had to put their hand against the house as everything started to feel stranger than before. As they had walked it was like the rubber inside the helmet was still shifting around them, and while at first they thought it was just the padding continuing to conform around their head it started to feel like it was happening the other way around. There was a side yard around the house that was mostly obscured by bushes and trees and as they stumbled into it they brought their hands up to the helmet in order to take it off. Dieter promised themselves it would only be for a moment but as they attempted to pull on it they felt something catch around their throat, like somehow the helmet had caught on their clothing.

When they looked back down they saw that their shirt was still hanging loosely on their body, but they also began to see something else slithering down their body. With their focus solely on attending the party they hadn't noticed that shiny silver latex tentacles had started to slide down from the helmet and coiled around their metallic neck. When they brought their hands up to them they let out a muffled grunt and found the rubber inside had completely formed around their muzzle as well, preventing them from calling out! This was not good... though as the shiny appendages began to curl down over their biceps and curl around their chest it did bring a sense of pleasure to them as it pushed out his shirt.

But it wasn't just wrapping around their body, as Dieter continued to try and see about getting the helmet off of them the shiny material molded itself around their shoulders and as the tentacles tickled against his nipples he could see something forming out of the stuff around his chest. Since the helmet felt like it was practically suctioned around their head they at least needed to see what was happening to them, looking around before they found a small fountain which still had water in the basin. They leaned down and put their hands against the stony edge to find that instead of his usual somewhat thin metallic chest he had a plumage of rubber feathers, something that one might see on an avian as his shoulders looked bloated with muscle.

As the rubber tentacles continued to slither down his body Dieter brought a hand up to their arm as the shiny substance merged together and found what seemed to be solid muscle underneath, which was crazy because it was just rubber coating it and also because they were a synth. This mask... it wasn't really transforming him into something else, was it? Just as they thought that they let out a muffled groan as they nearly dropped to one knee as they felt something heavy on their back. Though they couldn't move their head around to see it the reflection in the water allowed them to notice that there was something big and shiny growing on his back, something that he felt himself able to move as the rubbery sensations in the helmet continued to increase.

Dieter found it hard to process what was happening to him, and it wasn't just because of the pleasure that came from the rubber sliding and covering his body as he looked down at the water. As his forearms expanded and the tentacles thinned while slithering between his fingers he found a simple explanation floating in his head on why he had big, muscular rubber arms. He was supposed to have big, muscular arms because they were proportional to the thick pectorals that had formed on his chest. Wait, that wasn't right, but as Dieter tried to correct himself he found it very hard to do as he found his reflection to look breath-takingly handsome.

Another groaned escaped from his mouth, but this time it was closer to where the beak of the helmet was as he brought a hand up to the helmet. That wasn't his hand, though it was still vaguely leonine as the rubber coated it. But it was a hand that belonged to a creature that was more powerful than him, except that as Dieter looked down at the reflection once more they found that they had one. Well, at least from the waist up, but as the increasingly confused synth lion managed to stand up again the rubber tentacles had ideas for his body as several curled around their member and began to stroke the shaft.

That felt... extremely good, and even as one began to push up into his tailhole all Dieter could do was focus on looking down at his own body as he found the rubber feathers once more sprouting on their thighs were they were already assimilated. This wasn't a lion synth body, at least not anymore as the rubber coating their cock continued to stimulate it even when the rubber merged together and made it a rather impressive shaft. This was the body of a gryphon, a rubber gryphon, a manly rubber gryphon, an intense sensation of powerful thought that matched this body instead of the more submissive ones that he had been having before. By the time the rubber reached his feet and tickled the paws before morphing them into a pair of shiny thick feline paws the lion was mostly replaced, the gryphon looking at himself through the helmet as he gave his arms a flex.

Wait, this isn't like them, Dieter thought as they momentarily were able to shook their head, but the grip was fleeting and the rubber gryphon let out a laugh as he pushed the lion aside. "Hey, this is mine now," the gryhon said as he once more went to the reflection in the pool. "You see any lion synths here?"

Well, no, and as soon as Dieter thought that it only caused this new mentally to push itself further rin the driver's seat as the last of the tendrils of rubber that had been sculpting this new body were finished. "You see, that's the problem that you have Dieter," the gryphon said with a chuckle as he opened the visor and revealed the golden eyes of the creature underneath as he seemed to be addressing the reflection on the pool more than himself. "You need to go with the flow and learn to take life by the horns, and, if they're for it, use those horns as handlebars and pump your cock in their muzzle for all its worth."

As Dieter found that it was getting harder for them to respond the gryphon just smirked and put the visor back down before looking as his glistening silver rubber body. It was time to get this party started, the creature thought to himself as he could still feel the lion wiggling around a bit in there, and he was going to make sure that his submissive synth companion was going to have a blast. Of course he didn't want to go in there naked, while he was sure he could still get in the door he wanted to build up some illusion of suspense. Fortunately the helmet provided the new gryphon with everything he needed as he snapped his fingers and the tentacles of rubber emerged around his groin to start with a simple black rubber jockstrap that he would the final level of enticement.

Once more the gryphon continued to tease Dieter by turning and showing off his muscular rump, which had a tentacle of rubber still finishing up its last changes by coiling around it and giving it the same shiny appearance. Still a little too risqué for first impressions, and though he could have showed off his powerful feline legs and avian arms he decided to go with something a little more on theme. Once more the tentacles emerged and this time provided him with a set of rubber pants, and as he wiggled his paw feet he had them encased in a set of boots that went halfway up his shins. This was more than just something that was in the helmet, Dieter realized as they could feel the power rushing through their system, it was like this creature could control rubber as a vest formed on him that still showed off his muscular chest and washboard abs.

"Now you're starting to get it," the rubber gryphon said as he snapped his fingers and a pair of fingerless gloves appeared on his scaled talon-tipped hands to complete the ensemble. "Heh, I can sense that you really enjoyed that, seeing yourself getting manhandled and dressed up in this rubber gear I'm about to strut in front of a whole bunch of people. If you think that's something I'm just getting warmed up, now that you know who's in charge around here and can show you a good time it's time to show everyone else."

With a few last touches to the outfit, namely a pair of cuffs and collar to add a little spice to an already sexy body, and then picked up the invitation that had been dropped on the ground and made his way back towards the front entrance. There were a few that were walking up the porch steps that actually stopped and allowed him to get to the door first, the rubber biker gryphon giving them a nod before he strode up towards the large entrance way. Though there was nothing there in the outer doors there was a second set in the foyer, with this pair guarded by a par of large, muscular men that were dressed in a cat suit that showed off all their features.

Though Dieter would have shrunk back at these two intimidating shiny men the rubber gryphon just walked up with the piece of paper between two of his clawed fingers. The bull that he had walked up to looked down and adjusted his sunglasses at the biker hybrid before grabbing the invitation and looking at it. "Seems legit," the bull said before he nodded over to the large cobra that brought up a tablet. "Name?"

"Ranzor," the rubber gryphon replied simply.

There were a few seconds that the two waited, then the two nodded and opened the doors while telling him to enjoy himself. The rubber gryphon biker nodded and walked inside, scanning the first room with his visor at all the shiny flesh that was out there. Though this area would be the tamest and often was just a reception forum for those looking for people in particular he could see that many people came completely covered wearing little else. As he walked inside he could feel the eyes of quite a few on his own form and that caused him to smirk behind his helmet as he walked in a manner to show off his muscular body for all those who cared to gaze upon him.

This was going to be a lot of fun... and as Ranzor continued to look around for someone in particular he allowed a few people to approach. He wanted to make sure that he showed the synth lion just how a confident, powerful creature worked and with the powers at hand he found more than one person gravitating to him. For those that were more of the dominant type it was clear they saw the rubber gryphon as an equal; some of them exchanging mutual rubbing of their bodies while others merely engaged in polite conversation. What Ranzor had an eye for was those that were more submissive and opted for the full coverage and gear, especially all the rubber that he found himself rubbing his groin.

Eventually Ranzor found his prey, seeing the snow leopard sitting at a table with a small plate of snacks and someone in a pup hood and latex tank top nuzzling his foot. A smirk was hidden behind his racing helmet as he approached, the only thing the gryphon wondering besides what he was going to do to this feline was if he would reveal that this was really Dieter or keep that a secret. He opted to tease the friend and as he got up to him the second Newlyn laid eyes on him there was a spark there. Ranzor dismissively waved the pup away and as the man walked back he let out a muffled grunt as the tail that he had in his butt turned to a tentacle and tickled his prostate while his mask fully formed around their face as compensation for the intrusion.

"Well hello there kitten," Ranzor said as he looked Newlyn up and down. It seemed that the snow leopard opted for a pair of latex leggings, fishnet top, and a speedo as his rubber attire and when he turned to look at the biker gryphon it was with a seductive smile that indicated he didn't know who this really is. "What's a fine feline like you doing all by yourself?"

"Oh, just enjoying the party while waiting for a friend to potentially show up," Newlyn replied, Ranzor resisting the urge to chuckle at who he was implying while leaning in.

"I could be your friend," Ranzor replied. "I can show you all sorts of things, why don't we go ahead and head up to someplace for a little private party and we can talk about how the night is going to go after this." The offer clearly enticed the snow leopard and it didn't take much until he had wrapped his muscular rubber arm around his shoulders. The gryphon biker could see the looks of envy that came from some of the others in the room, particularly those that operate as drones or gimps for others with the rubber puppy that he had already toyed with giving him a forlorn look before finding solace in nuzzling the groin of a large bull man stroking his head.

With the way the party was set up there were a number of different rooms that were open to those that fancied rubber; a number of what would have been parlor rooms or bedrooms were instead occupied with things such as various bondage implements and gear that was on loan for those who had a particularly adventurous spirit. Ranzor opted for the later since he did not need the help of any sort of bondage gear for what he had in mind. When they found one of the gear rooms that had on the things that they were looking for and couldn't wait to try a few things out as he picked out a few things.

"Yes, I think this will do just nicely," Ranzor replied as he looked at Newlyn. "Shall we begin?"

"Wait, out here?" Newlyn said as he looked at he others that were in the area looking at things, though none of them were looking at them at the moment he could gather that this one wasn't going to just see what looked good on him.

"Where else?" Ranzor replied. "Let's see now, we have a decent enough start here but I think that after what I've seen we can do so much better. I think... yes, I think we're going to need to get you properly changed before we can get you in your new attire."

Newlyn wasn't quite sure what that meant as Ranzor began to fondle him, but as the snow leopard leaned up and rubbed against his rubbery body he found it hard not to resist this sexy stud of a creature in front of him. Ranzor could feel the other man's hands sliding in his vest and rubbing against the pectorals of his body, and as he did he ran his hand down the fishnet to the speedo that the feline sported. As the rubber gryphon continued to palm his member he summoned a few tendrils of the latex substance to start stroking against his cock. At first Newlyn hadn't realized that the gryphon had done something to him, but the more they groped one another the more he began to feel something strange happening to his groin.

As the tentacles began to spread over the sack and member Newlyn looked down and saw that while those clawed fingers continued to slide along his shaft there was something else pleasuring him as well. His hands grabbed onto Ranzor's shoulders as the pleasure caused him to be weak in the knees, especially when he felt the rubber start to morph and warp around his shaft. At first it looked like he was about to pull it down to allow his cock to go free but the more he teased it the more it began to stretch out the front of the speedo. The more he grew erect the more it pushed out the rubber before it began to conform around it while his hand squeezed against the shaft.

"This rubber belongs to me," Ranzor said possessively, causing Newlyn to inhale sharply as the shiny material continued to conform around his groin until it looked like he had a pair of sheath shorts. "It has melded to you, therefore your cock belongs to me. Are you understanding me so far?"

All Newlyn could do was nod his head as he found his maleness fully on display, though Ranzor had decided to give him his first augmentation a little early. As he continued to stroke it he allowed it to grow, the rubber around it thickening and causing the snow leopard to squirm a bit. It continued to swell underneath his grasp and soon grew far beyond what it would have been while completely erect. Though he wasn't going to go overboard with it the rubber gryphon definitely liked them nice and thick, and he manipulated the shiny surface to add a bit extra in the form of silver spots that resembled the ones that were still showing.

There was a reason why he wanted to do that first; as Ranzor licked his lips he told Newlyn to lie down on his back, and when he did the bigger man slowly got on top of him. The gear that he had picked out was all lying to the side of him but since there wasn't much that was needed for his lower legs he decided to save those for last. While he looked forward to claiming his prize soon enough he didn't want to bounce around too much as he was putting on the rest of his gear and opted to take a seat instead. Once he had straddled the smaller man underneath him the gryphon used his power to morph the pants back, leaving on the jock since he wasn't in need of his own member quite yet, not when he had a nice snow leopard one right behind him he just made as he reached back.

The rubber gryphon had little problem of getting the tip inside him and the feel of getting spread open and having his sensitive inner latex walls rubbed by something equally so caused both men to shudder. There were a few mirrors that had been set up in order to allow people to see what they looked like in the gear they picked out and Ranzor found one that was able to show off his backside. Within the helmet he felt his tongue lick his beak as he saw his shiny muscular thighs and legs straddling the snow leopard beneath him with that thick cock starting to slide up inside him. The only thing that he had removed of his own attire was the pants so he got to see the biker gryphon riding something else as his booted feet hung slightly off of the bed while the leopard's furry spotted legs did the same.

It allowed Ranzor to keep his claws deep in the psyche of the one he had traded places with. Even if Dieter had managed to somehow get back into the presence of this wonderful muscular body the sight of seeing some anonymous rubber creature riding his friend would have put him right back down. A mysterious creature looking back at him in the mirror, confidently and passionately sliding down on another man's cock right in front of several people, this was what the lion feared and the gryphon loved. If the lion was being completely honest with himself, which he sort of was being at this moment, he would realize just how much this manifestation was made for him before the gryphon's attention was turned to the moaning snow leopard beneath him.

Once he had lowered himself enough that the throbbing shaft wouldn't escape from his hole he looked down and wondered where to start with this one. He already had an idea for his new pet and knew what the end product would be, but as he could feel the other man quivering underneath him from his anal muscles squeezing on the cock he still was sliding down he wondered where to begin. He was going to be rubber like him, that was for sure, but he wanted to make sure that he enjoyed the process as much as the final result. He decided to go for the most defining feature first just to make sure that this snow leopard really knew who he belonged to as he took the hood and held it up.

It was a thick rubber padded one and made for general usage, which meant a very generic look with enough stretch in order to be comfortable for the one wearing it. While there were a few others that were more like the finished product he was thinking of he didn't have to worry about the shape and merely opted for the material as leaned back, pushing more of the spotted rubber member inside him, and had Newlyn do the same. With more than a few pairs of eyes watching Ranzor took the hood and slid it down carefully over the snow leopard's head, then once it had gotten completely over he used the attached collar to hook it around his neck and keep it there. While there was space for a lock there was no need for the avian rubbermancer as he pressed his palm against it and the entire seam disappeared.

Newlyn seemed to be aware of his fate as he put his hands up against the mask, though it was hard for him to keep hold of anything as he had the muscular rubber gryphon starting to slide up and down his shaft. This was just the beginning through, but before he made too many more changes with where he was going he decided to seal the deal with something else as he ran his clawed hands down the fishnets of the furry creature's chest. "Before we get too far I think it's time that I hear you say it," Ranzor said as he felt the smaller man wiggle slightly beneath him.

"Wh-what do you want me to s-say?" Newlyn said, his voice hiccupping slightly as Ranzor continued to pump his own hips up and down. The gryphon's jockstrap was bulging from how pent up he was but he didn't want to really get started until they were both in the proper mindset.

"I want you to admit to me and everyone here that you are my pet," Ranzor replied, grinning as he could already feel the feline tensing up. "Tell them what you already know, that you belong to me just like this rubber cock that is inside me. You see how much pleasure I can bring to that, now if you can tell me who your master is then I can continue to claim you."

Though there was part of the snow leopard that just wanted to give in Ranzor knew that there was a coy, slightly prideful nature that he had. He didn't just want to submit, that would be too easy, and the gryphon had hoped that he would be able to give this one a little more sensual torture in the form of light but consistent tingles of pleasure. He also decided that it was time to start working on that chest of his and began to rub into the fur that caused the strands of latex to merge with the fur. Though he was only doing it to continue to entice the one underneath him he was also getting ready for later, letting the rubber start to spread like thin tendrils over the needy flesh.

"Alright, you win," Newlyn said after beginning to pant, mostly from his hips starting to thrust upwards to try and get more of his augmented cock inside the rump of the other man. "I'll do it, I'll be your pet."

"Oh really now?" Ranzor replied as he lowered himself down further, his tailhole stretching more as he go closer to the root of the snow leopard's latex crotch. "I told you to tell me more than just that, and if you don't I'm not sure that I would believe you. Go ahead Newlyn, let it out, I know you want to."

"Yes, yes, you own me!" Newlyn called out slightly louder, his chest heaving as the rubber creature upped the simulation on him. Though they were not needed at the moment Newlyn could feel the synthetic material that covered his legs stretch down, enveloping his feet to turn into a pair of boots just like the one that the gryphon had. "I'm your pet!"

"We're getting closer," Ranzor said with a devilish grin as he let the rubber puff out at his feet, growing them slightly bigger and more sensitive like his own while rubbing his fingers against the hood. "I can feel it inside you, the need that is coming from our coupling, and I want you to tell everyone here just how much you want to be my pet and what I can do to you. Go on now, don't be shy, your owner is here for you."

Ranzor's grin widened as he could see Newlyn squirming even more from having to make a public declaration of ownership to this creature, more from the enticement of it as teased hilting the snow leopard before drawing off. "I am Ranzor's pet!" Newlyn suddenly shouted, causing everyone that was in the room to look at the two. "My body is his to mold and shape as he sees fit, my rubber is an extension of his, I am merely his plaything!"

That was good enough for the rubber gryphon and if the snow leopard had anything else to say he wouldn't be able to hear it as he heard a surprised gulp come from the feline. Ranzor had already started to shape the mask without him realizing it and part of that came with something he hadn't put in until they finished with their little heart to heart. Since the eyes of the mask were open he could watch them roll back into his head as he felt the gag that was in his maw continue to grow. It was a little something that the rubber gryphon wanted to give his pet to remind him of their bond, especially as it grew out to be a replica of his own member that was long enough for him to see pushing out collar he wore.

One had had properly grown out the dildo gag inside of the pleasure-stricken snow leopard he hilted the wiggling rubber creature in the making and watched as tendrils formed inside of the mask that began to stretch it out. While those were stimulating in themselves they served as second purpose to mold the mask to his specifications, namely the feline muzzle as he could see them gathering around where the gag had emerged from. Newlyn let out a muffled grunt and his back arched slightly as he could feel his face pushing out, knowing it wasn't just the mask as the feline features smoothed out a bit. It wouldn't do for his pet to just be a regular rubber snow leopard, Ranzor thought to himself, and as he sculpted the beak with one hand he took his other to rub against the lumps that his ears had created and pulled them even further out as his skull started to sprout latex feathers.

That's it, though Newlyn wasn't going to have quite the same personality overhaul like the one he was with Ranzor could sense the submission growing in his new pet as he pulled off of him. the transforming creature's entire body quivered from the sudden pleasure followed by the lack thereof, but with his head finishing up there was no need for this angle anymore and he was ready to switch things up. This time he had the snow leopard standing as his beak continued to grow out he grabbed the next thing that he had found. It was a gas mask, and while not quite the same as his own helmet he could certainly make it work for him as he pushed it down over the still changing head of the other man so that the transformation underneath would help sculpt it.

Ranzor wasn't looking for another rubber biker bro though, while he wanted his pet to look similar he made sure that the gas mask was something that others would recognize belonged on someone that was owned. He could start to see there were a few that were hesitantly approaching him but it didn't really matter much to him, especially when he was still changing his pet as he removed the jock that had been keeping him contained before he took his completely erect cock and began to push it into the tailhole of the other man. With his speedo already having completely changed his insides the insertion was rather easy and Newlyn let out an uncharacteristic squawk that was muffled by both the dildo gag and the second layer of rubber over his head. He was going to make Newlyn the best pet ever as he took the harness that he had picked up and put it over him next, letting the rubber get around his chest before using his power to tighten it on him and his changing form as more of his chest fur had grown melted and shiny.

"Um... excuse me..." Ranzor heard behind him, the biker gryphon looking to see that there was someone in a pony hood and rubber catsuit looking at him. "I... I know that this is going to sound strange, but do you think you could do... that, to me? I've been watching the entire time and whatever you're doing to him I want."

"It's from this very special mask that I'm wearing," Ranzor replied with a hidden smirk, keeping his cock pushed deep inside of his pet while he talked as the rubber harness shifted about before fusing onto the increasingly feathery upper body of the man in front of him to accent the physique he was sculping on him. "If you would like for me to alter you though that is just fine, though I am rather focusing on my pet at the moment. I know you're probably a bit submissive but just go ahead and stick it in there and I'll see what I can do."

The rubber pony nodded and thanked him before moving up behind him, unzipping his catsuit to reveal that he was actually some type of reptilian man underneath as he stroked himself a few times while standing there in his hooved boots. That's going to be a bit of fun, Ranzor thought to himself, and if he was up to having multiples then perhaps he could add a pony to his stable after getting done with this one. With the hood and gas mask already on Newlyn's face having transformed him into a falcon head he continued down with the rest of his transformation, and with him being already feline it made his lower body easier for what he had planned as he took the cuffs he had placed on the side of the bed and put them on the spotted fur of his thighs that wouldn't be that way for long.

As Ranzor continued to thrust deep into the snow leopard gryphon he was creating, watching as his flat stomach became shiny while also bumping out with each thrust that he made into him. With the gag still deep inside his throat all the rubber creature in front of him could do was moan and writhe as the biker gryphon reached around and stroked his still hard member. After the thigh cuffs he also put a pair on his biceps and wrists before putting a lead on him, giving him a soft tug backwards to let Newlyn know who was in charge with most of his fur being assimilated by the rubber that the gryphon controlled it freed up his power for other things... like the shaft that had just been slid into his latex tailhole. His feline tail flipped in the air as heard the man behind him groan and Ranzor figured that since he seemed to enjoy the life of a stallion so much he would give it to him.

With the rubber gryphon in the middle of the two men he continued to stroke and caress the new gryphon as he started to make the biggest change that he would be making, pushing the former snow leopard so that his hands were on the bed and pressing his hands against the sides of his back. He had deliberately picked a harness with wing holes so he wouldn't have to create them and he continued to pump forward into the rubber rump of the other man he could see bulges begin to form. They were small at first but as the gryphon ruffled his own appendages he could see them starting to grow out much to the shock and delight of everyone out there. As Ranzor continued to sculpt them he felt his own inner muscles squeeze as the cock inside him began to grow, something that did not go unnoticed by the one behind him as he felt a pair of hands grab onto his sides.

At least, they were a pair of hands before the rubber between the guy's fingers began to get sticky and merge together. As tentacles could be seen wrapping themselves around inside of Newlyn's rubber skin to finalize the transformation to his new gryphon form there were more that were starting to push out into the groin of the pony play enthusiast. With each thrust from the man behind him it took longer and longer for it to get out of him, and with each push back in it caused the abs of the gryphon to push out even more. As Ranzor heard Newlyn huffing and panting around the gag while his new wings formed the one behind him let out a shocked whinny as his rubber gloved hands morphed into hooves while he brought them up the mask that his head was transforming inside.

Despite the surreal feeling of feeling his cock growing inside the rubber biker gryphon with every thrust, which when he pulled it out the pink flesh had disappeared and it had grown a medial ring, after the initial shock he put his hands back on Ranzor's hips and thrust into him more earnestly. There were others that were starting to gather around his strange and enticing display and when the rubber creature felt the one he was creating tense up to cum inside him with his new two-foot latex horse cock he had almost completely prepared his new pet in front of him. the snow leopard gryphon arched back and showed off his feathery plumage of his latex upper body as he came as well, more muffled squawking coming out of him as he felt his owner finish inside too.

Once the three had finished they found that those watching were more than happy to urge on another show, which Ranzor realized is what they thought this was. Considering they were in the gear section he understood it but told the others he wanted to spend time with the one that he was holding up against his chest. "I think it's time that you give me a proper tour of this party," Ranzor whispered into Newlyn's ear before turning back towards the former lizard turned horse. "You can join me later, I think I might just keep you to stud."

The rubber pony snickered and waved his head about in response, then bowed his head and told him that whenever he wanted to ride him or stud him out he would be ready. Now that was an interesting concept, Ranzor thought to himself as took the leash attached to Newlyn and began to lead him out of the gear room. This was a party after all and while the rubber gryphon enjoyed using his rubbermancy to increase his popularity he didn't want to get swarmed. As he walked out he looked down and noticed that he was still naked from the waist down, but instead of putting those articles back on he also got rid of the rest of his outfit while keeping everything on the rubber gryphon next to him as they walked down into the party.

For the rest of the evening Ranzor found himself to be quite the life of the party as even those that didn't know what his abilities were gravitated to him and the lovely rubber pet that he kept. As the night wore on he found himself engaging in all manner of activities; and while some of them involved modifying someone's gear for a better fit or to help them with their engagement he also found himself talking with others that simply had the same love of rubber that he did. Newlyn was more than content to be the big buff gryphon's arm candy and eventually he found himself with his naked rubber body rubbing against his owner as Ranzor took a break.

The other reason for laying back was that with the night wearing on Dieter had been allowed to surface once more, and though they were enjoying themselves just as much as the gryphon was they knew that it was getting late and that perhaps they should leave for the night. Ranzor didn't directly object but he did say to at least allow their pet to finish with his massage as they watched the snow leopard gryphon rub over him. As he looked around there were several others that wished for him to claim ownership of them, and with the idea being enticing he didn't want to leave too many broken hearts. It was enough that he would have to leave Newlyn soon and that was when the rubber gryphon did something unexpected and brough the other winged rubber creature up so that his muscular chest was rubbing against the harnessed one on top of him.

"I think that it's time that you know a little secret about me," Ranzor said, Dieter letting out a mental gasp as he saw the other hybrid tilt his head while the gag was removed from his maw. "I'm actually your friend Dieter, but I was given a mask that has allowed him to become me and also gave me some rubbermancy powers which is how I was able to turn your body. Now he's thinking that it's almost midnight and if he doesn't leave now he might turn back into a pumpkin, what do you have to say about that?"

"Well, if Dieter really is in there then he won't mind his first party going a little late," Newlyn said as he leaned in and rubbed his hands against the helmet of the other man. "Plus if you stay like that a little longer then perhaps I can convince you to do a few other events, I'm sure that Ranzor would be more than happy to come out to play more often and I'm guessing that you enjoyed yourself in there too, huh Dieter?" Though Dieter couldn't really respond they were surprised that their friend was taking the revelation so well, though they had just spent all night practically being together and they did just turn them into a smaller snow leopard-pattern version of their own rubber selves. They had still been surprised that they had taken it so well but knew that this was just a rental, and as the rubber gryphon seemed to be listening in they found their head nodding in response.

"Looks like they're worried about where they got the helmet from," Ranzor explained. "It seems that rubber jackal owner I saw in his mind's eye who gave it to him would let them keep it. Personally I think they should pay for it considering the package deal that it brings."

"Oh yes, and that rubber jackal sounds incredibly hot," Newlyn replied as he started to trail down the rubber gryphon's chest. "Plus I'm still enjoying being his pet, so if you really don't mind Dieter I would like to steal him away for just a little bit longer. Plus don't mind the owner of the store, I'm sure that you or Ranzor could find a way to extend your rental."

As Dieter found himself starting to get phased back into Ranzor completely they found that the former snow leopard did make a good point, at least until they realized that Ranzor had said it had been given to them yet Newlyn knew it was a rental. But the rubber gryphon had seemed to take the fact that they weren't insisting on going home as the go-ahead to continued and after a brief tremble of his body the gryphon put his hands on the hips of his pet. "Alright, I think that Dieter understands that a little more time like this won't hurt anybody," Ranzor explained. "Plus they just got started being me, how are they going to know if they really like it if they don't get the full experience?"

"I think I know how to get them that, my wonderful owner," Newlyn said as he leaned back, his rubber body glinting in the light as he swayed back and forth while his master looked on in rapt interest. Even Dieter knew that this snow leopard gryphon was smoking hot and while Ranzor was out he was all theirs, and with the confidence and power they had there could be more too that would be more than happy to worship a creature like him. Plus once they had gotten comfortable together the two could visit all sorts of fun places, all it would take would be a quick reconstitution of their clothes and they would be ready as the bad-ass rubber biker gryphon and his stunning snow leopard pet.

For the moment though Newlyn seemed more concerned about something else than where their future plans would go, slowly sliding back until he got to the rubber member that was already starting to get hard just from his touch. This time his pet was taking the lead and he was fine with that, all the snow leopard gryphon wanted to do was show how much he appreciated Ranzor taking such wonderful care of him as his wings flared out and reflected the light while also steading him while he pushed his body up into the air. For a few brief moments he stood there in all his glory before he began to lower himself back down, this time with a very specific target in mind as the tip of the throbbing member began to disappear inside of him.

Just as Newlyn began to slide down on his shaft there was someone that came up to the two of them, the two gryphons looking up to see that it was the one that he had given the pup hood alteration hood to and the bull that had seemed to claim him. "Hey, you were the one that gave him this head, right?" the bull asked, motioning to the pup who opened his maw and allowed his extra long slimy tongue to slide out of it.

"It's only temporary," Ranzor was quick to mention while Newlyn continued his descent down into his lap.

"Oh, um, in that case, is there a way to make it permanent?" The bull asked. "I'm not saying like fully permanent, like he would be like this the entire time as enticing as that might be. I'm just wondering if there's something that we can do to enchant or modify or do whatever it is to his pup gear that would allow him to keep an... asset like that."

As Ranzor was about to answer it was Newlyn that spoke up first. "If you want something of that nature you're going to want to go to a place in the mall called The Mask Makes the Man," Newlyn explained. "Once you're there you'll probably find a very nice jackal man that can help you find what you need as long as that's what you're in for, though considering you're at this sort of party asking about that I think you'll be good. The prices are quite reasonable and from what I heard a mask of his can make you a brand new person."

The bull nodded and thanked the rubber snow leopard gryphon before walking back into the main party area, and as the two looked back at each other Ranzor could tell even behind the gas mask that he wore that he was smirking. That's enough of that then, he thought to himself as Newlyn once more let out several muffled noises at once while arching his head back. As it caused him to slide down until he had reached the hilt of the rubber gryphon's knot he could see his pet starting to swallow involuntarily as the dildo gag was replaced, pushing out even more of his spotted synthetic flesh as the thick cock eventually stretched him out even past the collar this time. He chuckled as he could hear the other man snort at being gagged once more, then the stronger gryphon leaned up and grabbed him before flipping him around.

"I think that you forgot that we're here to party," Ranzor said as he began to thrust forward, the booted rubber feet paws of the snow leopard gryphon rising into the air as the bigger man started to push down on him. "Now let's be a good pet and really enjoy ourselves, and once we're done here we can go and find ourselves some of that punch since I'm sure you'll be quite thirsty." With another mental command Newlyn continued to let out muffled squawks of both pleasure and frustration as rubber tentacles formed around his cock and pulled it in until it formed a squeaky null bulge that was just above the cock spreading him open and bulging his stomach. Perhaps Dieter would let him out, Ranzor thought to himself with a chuckle as their wings started to flap up and down from their rutting, or maybe he a little of him would rub off on them... or at least that's what he hoped.