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Story 1: Always be Mindful of Those Dark Places

For - Drakehavok

Dusk, for some that is when their section of the city sleeps, but for others it was when it truly came to life. The entertainment districts in particular, when the glow of the lamps came on is when the sidewalks saw the most people. But just like the days there were always rules, unspoken edicts that the citizens followed in order to keep themselves safe as they walked towards their destinations.

Havok decided that night was one of those times to break them though. It was a relatively innocent reason, the place that he needed to get to was too far away from him to get there on time and he wanted to make sure that he was there on time. Had he decided to go all the way around the city blocks it would have taken an hour, but if he merely cut through several of the alleys that criss-crossed between the tall buildings he could get there in less than half that time. So it was with grim determination and purpose that he took a deep breath and broke away from the crowd of people on the streets and ducked into the first alley that opened up for him.

The difference of his setting was like night and day; where he had been shoulder to shoulder merely a minute ago he was now almost absurdly alone, soon the only thing that he heard besides the ambient noise of the streets he had left was his own heartbeat as he increased his pace. There was lighting though, albeit dim, and it was enough that he felt as long as he stayed in those pools he would remain safe and his short adventure would come to a happy conclusion.

Unfortunately that would not seem to be the case, not more than ten minutes in the white-scaled drake felt the presence of someone else in the alley with him. Even though he couldn't see anyone the unmistakable feeling was there, and after the second time he checked his surroundings his quick pace turned to a run. He knew the city well enough that if he got through the current area he was in there was a side street that would open back up to the safety of the busy main roads, the only problem was the yards of alley that separated him from it.

A sudden pop caused him to stop dead in his tracks, when he looked up he saw that the lightbulb that sat at the end of alley went dead. Suddenly there was a second pop as the light next to it when dark, followed by another, and another... it created a cascading wall of darkness that caused the terrified male to back away. As soon as he turned to try and run the way he came a similar phenomenon began to happen to the lights behind him, panic turned to terror as his brain locked on what he could possibly do against the encroaching darkness. He shut his eyes as the bulbs right next to where he stood popped with a brilliant flash, but after a few seconds he opened them again to find that the only light left was the one right above his head.

"Well well, what do we have here." A low, sinister voice said from the darkness, which caused the drake to look around frantically even though his view through the blackness was limited. "A little sheep that has decided to stray from the flock. Silly boy, don't you know that predators roam around these places? So lucky that I happened to find you first..."

Havok was at a loss for what to do, and as he continued to stand there the darkness seemed to grow even moreso before his eyes. When he finally did see something it was a head that was canine in appearance, what appeared to be some sort of blue tattoo glowed slightly along with his equally bright blue eyes as it caught the light. "H-here, you can have my wallet!" Havok said as he fished the leather case out of his pocket and tossed it at the creature. "Just take it and leave me alone!"

To Havok's great surprise he watched as the wallet passed through the creature like it was made of smoke, the canine's head reforming a second later as he could hear it clatter to the ground a few feet behind it. "Who says I want your money, little sheep?" The canine said as he stepped further into the light, a jackal-like body coalescing as it hit the light like it was condensed from the shadows themselves. "I have something far better in mind for our little encounter."

"Oh god..." Havok said, backing away up as far as he could without leaving the perceived safety of the light. "Please don't... I'm not..."

"Oh shush, if I wanted to do THAT it would have already been done and left both parties dissatisfied." The shadowy creature scoffed with a dismissive wave of his hand. "I may be part wolf, but I'm not interested in hanging around with the likes of sheep, even draconic looking ones such as yourself."

"You're not?" Havok replied, his heart still pounding in his ears as he continued his defensive stance. "Then... what do you want? I'm, well, I'm running late for something and I really have to go."

To that the creature laughed, a haunting noise reminiscent of a jackal's laugh before his piercing blue eyes locked onto him. "Not many come through the realm of the shadows, even if it is for something important." The wolf-jackal hybrid explained as he slowly took a step closer. "They prefer the safety of the herd, feeling the hot breath of their fellow herd-mates as they clamber through their lives. I want the wolves, those who aren't afraid to venture forth and take a little danger... a wolf like you maybe."

At this point Havok was certain that either he had gone insane somehow or someone knocked him out and this was a delusion while he lay on the cold concrete of the alley, especially when the creature seemed to disappear back into the shadows before it reappeared right behind him. "I'm... I'm not a wolf." Havok replied as he backed away again. "I'm just a dragon trying to get somewhere and running late."

"Oh I know, you were practically screaming those thoughts as you walked through my shadows." The creature replied. "If I wanted to leave you a dragon I would let my brother have you, but you're in my world now and that's going to have to change. Think about it, wasn't there just a little part excited for the thrill of going somewhere you shouldn't?"

Havok actually took a moment to think about it as he continued to keep his eyes on the wolf, watching as the runic tattoos on his body glinted and shined in the light. He had to admit that the adrenaline was a rush, even if it was a minor one. The light above them flickered slightly as Tarien moved forward, the predatory grin on his face growing even wider as he closed the gap between them.

"You see?" The shadow hybrid said, his body once more shimmering as wisps of blackness began to rise from his skin. "That would only be the beginning, the mark of a predator, I can see the wolf in you already."

Havok snapped back up when he heard the creature talk again, its presence becoming less and less frightening by the second as he let it close the distance. "I'm sure you're right, Mr... um..."

"Call me Tarien." The creature replied. "No Mr. if you could."

"Alright, Tarien." Havok said. "I don't know what you're selling, but I don't want it. If I could just leave you can leave the 'wolf' stuff to someone else, there's nothing coming out of me."

"Oh really?" Tarien replied, reaching out a clawed hand. "Not even... here?"

As soon as the shadow creature touched Havok's nose the dragon's eyes widened as white fur began to sprout. He was speechless as it grew, his hands going up to it to try and brush it away as though it was an illusion. When he touched it the hair turned slightly smoky for a second before it reformed, and some of that smoke transferred to his hands and his scales were replaced with hair there as well. The bulb flickered and dimmed even more as he watched the thick fur grow quickly up his arms, Tarien saying something in the background but the changing dragon unable to decipher it as his sole focus was on his increasingly furry body.

"What... what did you do to me?" Havok asked finally, his words slurred slightly as his draconic muzzle deformed a bit before it grew more canine in nature.

"Me? I've done very little other than call out the beast in you." Tarien replied as he placed a hand on his chest, the muscles there swelling as fur cascaded out from his touch. "I knew it, you're a wolf, a predator of the shadows!"

Havok's mind grew from scared to confused as it tried to comprehend what was happening, the transformation progressing through his head as pointed ears began to grow out of his head. His body was growing stronger, more powerful, fangs sliding past his rubbery lips as he felt an involuntary growl escape them. What if Tarien was right, he began to think as the fur engulfed his tail and began to thin it out... he did look really, really good he couldn't help but admit to himself as his chest and abs turned to those of a professional athlete.

"Yes... embrace it Havok." Tarien said as he suddenly wrapped his body around the most completely fur-covered dragon, whispering in his ear. "Feel the wolf inside, my wolf..."

Havok found himself nodding slowly as new instincts flooded his mind, feeling the presence of what he now knew somehow was a demon inside his psyche. What overwhelmed him the most though was the power, the raw manifestation of strength as his own body began to smoke with ethereal wisps of white. He could feel a hand cup against his groin as his maleness became wrapped with a layer of flesh, a proper sheath forming as he became acutely aware of their erect lengths pressed between their furry stomachs. The event he wanted to go to, the rest of the night, his job, his previous life... they became meaningless compared to the raw lust and hunger he felt with the other male.

Suddenly Havok felt claws press against his back as the changes came to a head underneath the darkening light, his feet and hands stretching as thick claws formed on the ends of them. "Howl for me..." Tarien said with a growl. "Howl and take your place in my pack as a hunter! Howl and seal your new fate!"

Havok felt it rise in his chest before he tilted his head back to let out a piercing howl, the bulb above them shattering in a shower of sparks that illuminated his body just enough to let him see his white fur turn pitch black, just like his new packmate... no, his alpha, his master. When the transformation receded the dragon was gone, what little remained of his former life such as the now forgotten wallet disappeared in a poof of black smoke as the two creatures locked their muzzles in a deep embrace.

When their fierce make-out session finally ended Tarien wrapped his arms and hands around the newest shadow wolf's neck, a black collar appearing there as Havok bowed his head low in a sign of submission and respect. "Very, very good, my wolf." Tarien churred before the two looked back out into the darkness, a smile forming on both their faces. "Come... the night is young and the hunt has just begun."

A few seconds later all the lights save one turned back on in the alley, the two creatures that had occupied it no longer there...

The End

Story 2: Clinical Testing for Fun AND Profit

For - Starlion

It seemed simple enough; all the flyer said to do was go down to the address on it and participate in a clinical study and all the participants would get five-hundred dollars for input. The orange and black striped tiger had that flyer clutched in his hands as he walked up the stone steps to the rather impressive building, the sign out front labeling the business as 'Sibergon Laboratories, testing facilities entrance'. It was strange, Starlion thought to himself as he pushed open the large, swinging glass doors, he hadn't even heard of anything called Sibergon Labs until he had seen the flyer posted on one of the telephone poles near his home, but when he did his research on the internet it looked like they had their hand in all kinds of product testing.

The lobby was busy as he walked through the rather expansive space, a fountain dominated most of the middle of it that made it feel like a hotel rather than a research lab. Nevertheless he continued past them and to the receptionist desk where a friendly wolfess sat answering a telephone. As soon as he walked up to the large, marble desk she looked at him and gave him a big smile. "Welcome to Sibergon Labs, where we change the future of tomorrow, today! How can I help you?"

"Um yes, I found this flyer posted up in our neighborhood." Starlion replied as he handed the sheet of paper to her. "I would like to participate."

"Oh yes! I have to say that I think you're going to enjoy this study." She said as she got up and handed him a clipboard. "Please wait for the elevator at the end of the hallway, someone will be there to greet you. Enjoy!"

Starlion thanked her and walked back to where she pointed, wondering what sort of study he was possibly in for. The fact that she said he would enjoy it gave him slight pause, but it could in fact be something fun and if it was something that made him uncomfortable he could always leave. After a short walk he stood in front of the solid brass elevator doors emblazoned with the Sibergon Labs logo on it and began to fill out the survey as he waited. By the time he was finished with the first page he heard a small ding and looked up to see the doors open and a gold-scaled dragon in a lab coat stood there in the box ushering him in.

"Why hello there, welcome to the study." The man said as he shook the tiger's hand. "My name is Dr. Alexander Malgrove and I'm the lead researcher in this particular product test." Before Starlion could say anything the reptile snatched the clipboard from him and began to immediately look it over. "Are you feeling nervous, anxious, or anything like that Mr... Starlion?"

"Well, to be honest I've never tried anything like this before." Starlion replied truthfully. "Are there a lot of people participating in this study? What are we doing exactly?"

"Ah, quite inquisitive." Alexander said with a chuckle. "You know what they say about curiosity and cats... though I assure you that in this study no harm will come upon you, this is merely a simple product testing study that we're trying to get done so we can ship our latest innovation. Once we get to our destination I will be leaving you and the testing will begin, just fill out the rest of this and sign at the bottom for the consent waiver."

As Starlion got the clipboard back and continued filling it out he noticed something peculiar, the entire time they had been talking the elevator had been going down, not up. He didn't think that you'd be able to build something underneath the city like that, but as he looked at the numbers they continued to go down until finally it showed a negative eighteen. "Are we really eighteen floors down?" He asked as he handed the completed form to the dragon.

"More or less, this building is actually on loan to us from the military." Alexander replied. "We find for our more sensitive tests that it's easier to maintain secrecy if we conduct them underground. But enough of my jawing, have a seat and wait for the video to play to guide you through the test.

Starlion looked in the room to find that it was only occupied by a single steel chair and table, as well as a single heavy metal door off to one side. The dragon immediately went over to the vault like door and closed it behind him, which left the tiger completely alone. There was no two-way mirror and it didn't look like there were any cameras around as he sat down in the chair. He began to wonder if this was just a staging area when the wall in front of him suddenly flickered to life, the image of a silver-scaled dragon on it.

"Greetings, and welcome to Sibergon Labs product testing sector!" The male dragon said. "Your participation is helping to make your world a better place! I am the AI assigned to make sure that all testing is done with complete impartiality, my name is A.R.G.O.S and I will be here if you have any questions during the entirety of the testing procedure."

"Thanks, uh, Argos." Starlion replied. "So what am I testing?"

"A wonderful new Sibergon Labs product!" Argos replied with a grin. "It's the latest and greatest in interstellar travel safety, a 'survival suit' that can be dispersed throughout things like a spaceship or space station that can protect a large number of people at once! Think of it like a sprinkler system for a fire, except this can protect you against the very vacuum of space!"

"Oh, that's... neat." Starlion said. "So... when do we begin?"

"Oh, we've already started..." Argos instructed, his grin growing even wider. "It started as soon as the air-tight bulkhead sealed shut behind the researcher that guided you here. I'm sure you'll start feeling the effects any second now..."

Starlion looked around the room, then back at the dragon with a questioning look. He was about to ask what he meant when he suddenly felt his mouth start to stick together, like he had been eating peanut butter. He put a finger in his mouth and felt the inside of it, and when he pulled it back he saw that there was something shiny and black on the tip of it. Again he tried to speak but only ended up coughing as a small dribble of black liquid leaked out of his mouth, as well as more of the substance began to drip out of his nostrils.

"It's been aerosolized for maximum efficiency." Argo explained as the tiger clutched his throat, trying to stop more of the strange black, shiny material from coming out. "It coats the lungs and other internal organs first to protect them initially, then will move to consume the rest of the body. The whole process normally takes a few seconds, but we've slowed this down to... better see the effects."

To Starlion's surprise he found breathing unnecessary as his hands went up to his mouth to try and stop the flow of the rubbery substance, only to get his hands completely coated. As he shook his head he felt more of the rubbery substance begin to leak out of his ears, though a number of the drips began to defy gravity and flow up the rounded appendages as Starlion began to feel a fog enter his mind. He pulled his hands away and hung his head down to try and keep the rubber away from the rest of his body, but when he looked down at himself he noticed that the fur on his lower body had begun to turn the same black as his head and hands.

Starlion was unable to comprehend what to do at that point when he felt the rubber begin to aggressively coat his manhood, though when he checked his groin he realized with some minor embarrassment that it was his own hand that had started to stroke it. "Pleasurable stimulation seems to be a side-effect of the coating process." Argos explained with a shrug. "Don't worry, I won't tell, go ahead and enjoy yourself. It's not like you're hurting anyone and it's even better for my research and data collection."

Starlion shot Argos a dirty look but realized that the dragon spoke the truth, the slick rubber against his palm and on the sensitive flesh of his cock caused his body to shudder in ways that he had never experienced before. Before he knew it he was stroking with both hands as he sat in the corner of the room, his rubberized mouth opened in a moment of pure bliss before several strands of the black material webbed up between his lips and sealed his mouth shut. By this time nearly his entire body was coated and everywhere the rubber touched his body the more the pleasure of pleasing himself seemed to transmit over it. He soon found himself using a free hand to spread more of the rubber along the last of the unaffected areas, smoothing over his tail and between his toes before he finally got between his cheeks and coated the last of his exposed flesh there.

Suddenly as the last of his fur and flesh were assimilated his entire body went still, Starlion frozen in mid stroke with a mouthless expression of pure pleasure. At first he thought the rubber had hardened and caused his paralysis, but he then realized he couldn't seem to get his body to respond. As he tried to get his limbs to move he began to hear a computerized voice in his head, at first he couldn't make it out but more and more he began to hear a series of commands over something that he could only describe as white noise.

"Oh, did I forget to mention that these suits are also being requisitioned for battlefield purposes?" Argos mentioned as he watched the rubberized tiger stand up, his muscles glinting in sharp relief against the rubber coating as one hand continued to remain on his erect member. "Yeah, they were thinking about dispersing this in areas of conflict in order to, well, you can see the effects already. Now that you're ready I think we can move onto the next phase of testing, suit-to-suit interaction."

Starlion could hardly comprehend what the dragon was talking about at this point, all he wanted to do was to continue to stroke himself and the rubber coating that his entire body had been covered in. To his left he heard a ding and managed to turn his head to see the elevator doors open, a lion covered in a similar black rubber coating stepping out. He could see that the other male also was locked in a blissful state of pleasure, the lion's hand also wrapped around his throbbing tool as the two locked eyes. The two couldn't speak but they could tell what the other was thinking, and in the next second they ran to each other and began to rub their latexified bodies against each other.

"I love my job." Argos said as he watched the tiger get bent over the table, the lion taking charge as the two got into position. "Also the fact that I can record this from multiple angles... very much worth the five hundred. Mmmm, speaking of, I wonder if anyone told them that this was a six-month long test..."

The End

Story 3: An Unwanted Delivery

For - Roulin

"Hey Roulin, scanners are picking up something strange." The otter that sat a control console said as he looked at his screen. "We got a ship coming into one of the docking bays but I'm not picking up any lifesigns. I think it's on autopilot right now, not getting any response from our frequency hails."

The rainbow-feathered dragon looked up from his own monitor and walked over to his co-worker, placing a hand on his shoulder as the otter pulled up one of the station's cameras. "Look at that thing, it's got more than a bit of battle damage on it." Roulin said as they zoomed in to see the identification number. "Must be an old war derelict that finally charged enough power to kick the autopilot on-line and get it back here. I'll go check it out, get the hound on the line and tell him that we might have a new toy for him to claim."

"You got it Roulin." The otter replied, going back to looking at the screen as Roulin got his spacesuit on and walked out to the hanger bay doors. It hadn't been the first time in history a space wreck had found its way home, he thought to himself, he just had not expected to see one enter into his sector at any time. It wasn't anything bad, in fact if it was a registered ship of the army then they could return it for some serious coin and if not they could claim it as their own and junk it for parts.

"Alright, I'm at the door." Roulin said once he had his helmet on, opening the hanger door and feeling all the air escape from the little room into the vacuum of space. "You keep trying to ID it and I'm going to have a look around."

"Roger that." The otter replied. "You sure you don't want to wait for the hound? Not supposed to look into such things without him looking over our shoulder."

"It's just a wreck, I'll document anything." Roulin scoffed as he approached the ship. It was large, probably enough to hold a decent sized crew, but didn't look like it had any weapons attached to it. When he reached the ship's cockpit door he found the power to be off-line, the ship locked down. It was an easy remedy though, he took out a small tube and squirted the contents onto the metal lock, which immediately began to sizzle and deteriorate. Once it had eaten completely through he opened the door with a kick, the metal sliding away and allowing him access.

Inside the cockpit the instruments were a mess, Roulin was surprised that the ship could have made it to their station with the condition they were in. Behind him was another door that led into the ship proper, and that door thankfully worked as he went through it and it sealed shut behind him. "Huh, that's weird." He said as he looked out on what looked like the mess hall of the ship.

"What's up?" The otter replied on the radio, to which the blue-skinned dragon flicked on his camera. Inside the cabin was surprisingly clean, though everything seemed to be covered with droplets of a shiny substance that looked similar to his environmental suit as he walked in further. When he put his fingers in one of the droplets and rubbed it between his fingers it was slick, like gel but with a more viscous consistency.

"Other than that there doesn't seem to be much in the way of fighting damage here." Roulin described. "If the environmental systems weren't off-line I would almost think that the crew would still be here. Speaking of any information on this ship yet?"

"Yeah, I got the identification number right here." The otter replied as Roulin made his way further into the ship itself. "The S.C. Harmony, went on a recon mission about ten years ago to explore some new sectors of space and disappeared. There was heavy asteroid activity in that area and the higher-ups assumed that it ran into a field and exploded. Lists crew at three people."

"Asteroid field... that would explain the damage on the outer hull." Roulin mused, turning on his flashlight as he walked through one of the crew hallways completely devoid of light. "Still haven't found any bodies, they might have gotten jettisoned or tried to get out in those survival suits that can keep you alive a few hours in deep space. Either way they're probably long gone..."

As Roulin continued through the hall he noticed more of the strange rubbery substance on the floor, this time there were puddles of it as he leaned down to investigate them. Once more he ran his finger through the strange material, watching as it beaded off of his gloves and reformed into a solid puddle. Suddenly the surface of the liquid rippled as a droplet hit it, then another... Roulin felt his blood freeze as he slowly stood up, his eyes locked onto the pool as every few seconds another drop hit it.

"Hey... Mako..." Roulin said quietly. "About those lifesigns... are you... sure... there's nothing here?" Even though every fiber of his being screamed at him not to do it the dragon slowly tilted his head up, the light of his flashlight traveling upwards until it reflected off the shiny skin of a creature he had never seen before in his life. "Mak-"

Roulin didn't even have the chance to scream out the otter's name as the creature lunged into him, which caused him to fall flat on his back in the hallway. He tried to roll out of the way but a slick black tentacle slammed into the metal next to him that came from the creature's side, a second one joining it on the other side of the dragon. With the creature looming over him he tried to slide upwards but a third tentacle wrapped around his legs and dragged him back underneath it.

Now that he was up-close and personal he could see that the creature was vaguely humanoid, the basic canine features of a wolf could be distinguished as well as the fact that it was male from the pulsing spire of latex that hung down between its legs. In one swift motion the creature tore his helmet off, Roulin briefly feeling the intensely cold sting of the vacuum of space before its mouth opened and a tentacle tongue opened its tip and latched itself completely over his head. Roulin's first panicked thought was the creature was going to eat him, but when the slick rubbery appendage sealed itself around his head he felt something inside it press against his lips. After a few seconds of fighting it wiggled its way in and began to slide down his throat.

Almost instantly Roulin felt a wave of relaxed pleasure wash through his body as his struggling body grew far less, the feathered dragon feeling more tentacles press against his suit. They began to cut slits in the material and slide in, mainly around his chest and groin area as a thick, sweet material was pumped down his throat. His brain still knew he was in certain peril but as the latex appendages began to wrap around and tease his body he found it harder and harder to remain terrified. As smaller tendrils inside the tentacle around his mouth began to push into his nostrils and ears he could feel something press against his mind, something... alien that spoke in emotions rather than actual words.

The latex tentacle wolf wrapped another tentacle around his hands and hoisted him into the air, what Roulin suspected was the creature's main arms grabbed him by the waist as he felt something throb against the backside of his spacesuit. More and more of the material began to fall away from his body, which exposed his already latex-coated breasts and twin cocks, the harshness of space hardly affecting the areas as the tentacles there continued to lavish the area with erotic caressing. There was a sudden pull against his backside as the wolf alien became insistent, and as Roulin could feel the very large cock press against his tailhole the only thing he could think of was if the huge tool would fit inside him, and if the creature would discover that he was actually a herm.

Almost as if it could sense his thoughts he felt a second, similar tool begin to push against his vaginal entrance, which caused him to moan out against the tentacle lodged deeply in his mouth as they began to push inside his body. By now nearly his entire body was completely uncovered by his suit, but he no longer needed it as feathers and flesh were replaced with the latex skin of the creature behind him. His bound toes wiggled in bliss as another one of the slick tentacles completely engulfed his cocks and nipples, and just like with his head he writhed as he felt something press against the openings. All Roulin could do was be awash in the overwhelming stimulus and pleasure as more and more tentacles slid into every opening he had.

As the creature's main cocks began to thrust into him his rainbow colored latex skin began to writhe and Roulin felt as though his entire body was trying to stretch all at once. His muscles convulsed in the creature's grasp as his own tentacles began to push out of his body, either mingling with those of the wolf creature or flailed wildly in the air. As his conversion neared completion the tentacle that engulfed his head retracted, which revealed his new alien features on an otherwise draconic head as his new tentacle tongue slipped out into the air.

The alien presence in his mind was not just that anymore; as he and the latex wolf continued to copulate he realized that it was a part of him now, a new species that was ready to gain a foothold in the world. He could feel the presence of two other of his kind now as they emerged from the shadows, moving past the two and towards the cabin door. The ship had been in lockdown since they had converted the crew, Roulin realized, but now that he had opened the way for them they were free to continue their purpose. There were so many aboard the station, ripe for the picking as Roulin's cock and tongue wiggled in the sheer anticipation of it.

When they were finally finished the latex rainbow dragon and wolf looked at each other in understanding, then began to move down the hall. As they left they could just hear the sound of Roulin's old headset, the sound of an otter shouting before there was a loud crash and silence...

The End

Story 4: A Gift for Move-in Day!

For - Perry

It was moving day on campus, which meant that the streets of the college were crammed full of all students from freshmen to seniors with boxes and furniture that they were trying to move into their respective dorms. For Perry it wasn't too hard, he had just a few boxes and a duffle bag that he was bringing to his room, which he couldn't wait for. He had moved up to one of the newer buildings, which meant that he only had one roommate to deal with for the entire year unlike the other areas that tried to cram four or more into a relatively small space. The entire area was abuzz with activity as he moved his way up to the third floor, finding the name 'Perry' on it along with the name "Wolf", who had been his friend for some time.

"Hey Wolf, you in here yet?" Perry called out as he opened the door with his elbow, seeing a number of boxes that belonged to the canine but no actual presence of him. He kicked the door closed with his foot and took a small self-guided tour of the place, looking at all the amenities that he would enjoy throughout the year. When he got to the bedrooms he found that one of them already filled with stuff while the other one was empty, save for a conspicuously wrapped gift that sat on his bed.

The hyena set his stuff down on the desk before he looked at the gift, pulling the tag off of it and reading it. "To Perry, From: Wolf, have a happy birthday dude!" He set the card aside before he carefully tore the paper away; his friend was known to be a rather odd gifter and the last gift he had given him exploded and turned his fur purple for an entire week. When he got down to the box itself he breathed a small sigh of relief, but kept his guard up as he used a claw to cut through the tape that bound it.

Once more when nothing blew up he looked into the box, seeing nothing other than a round, black rubber ball in it. He pulled it out and looked it over, it seemed to have a slightly squishy feel to it but held its shape remarkably well as he passed it over his palms. It looked innocous, and he was just about to throw it away when it jiggled and started to grow slightly. "What on Earth?" He said to no one as he looked more closely at it.

Suddenly the glob of shiny goo seemed to lunge for him, which caused the hyena to panic slightly and drop it on the floor. Perry watched it for a whole minute, and though it didn't seem to grow anymore the ball looked like it was starting to melt into the floor. "Oh no, no no no!" He said as he leapt down to the floor and tried to put his fingers under it. "I'll never get my deposit back if this thing stains the carpet!"

The black latex ball seemed to sense his open mouth as a tentacle of the stuff seemed to shoot straight up and hit him right in the muzzle. He let out a muffled cry as he tried to pull his head back but it only seemed to cause the tentacle to pull harder on him as more of the latex material latched onto his hands and began to spread up his fingers. He put his hands flat against the floor and struggled with all his might to pull away, but when his strength gave way his arms buckled and he fell face first into the growing pile of ooze.

The black latex quickly enveloped his head as his body writhed on the floor, more thin tentacles of the substance attaching to his clothes and burning them away. When he was finally able to pull his head away his head was completely covered in shiny black rubber, a tentacle still attached to his muzzle as he fell back to his knees. His head tilted back as the latex pushed further and further into his mouth, the naked hyena clawing at it but unable to do anything but spread it further down his neck and on his shoulders as his throat began to bulge lewdly out. With another push the tentacle hood around his head caused him to fall onto his back, more tentacles slowly formed from the surface of the rubbery substance.

Perry was unable to see anything except blackness as the latex pushed into his skull, altering him as he felt two tentacles wrap around his legs like snakes. The latex dragged him closer to it until the puddle was nestled right beneath his tailhole, then formed into a rather large dildo that was shaped like his own member pressed against the tight ring of muscle. As it did the rubber transferred onto his groin and pressed inside him of its own accord like some sort of twisted lube that allowed the gooey latex to push easily inside his body, which had begun to expand with muscle the more the rubber covered it. Soon he had gone from lanky college student to student athlete, the muscles in his legs and arms firming up as his chest was resculpted to a perfect set of pectorals and six-pack.

Perry's own cock was throbbing hard through the growth spirt as he was penetrated, even though he had never done anything like it before the latex made the insertion so good that his rubber covered legs twitched from the stimulation. Just as the large member began to push against his prostate the rubber reached his cock, forming into another tentacle and wrapping around it. At this point all Perry could do was moan into the tentacle gag in his mouth and drag his fingers into the ground as it coated the sensitive flesh completely.

As the last of the rubber in the pool flowed onto his body and sealed the latex dildo into his tailhole his psyche was slowly being changed just like his body. While the shiny black rubber flowed down his chest to meet his already coated groin and legs his already perverted thoughts had begun to change. When he had gotten to college all he wanted to do was find girls, his fantasies involving inviting them back to his dorm room where he would pound his now latex-covered shaft into their trembling feminine slits, but the longer he was covered the more that dream changed. Not only was his body also covered in rubber just like real life, but the perky breasts and wet nethers of his potential conquests turned into the firm pecs and thick cocks of college males that bent him over and pounded his tailhole. The dildo inside him seemed to match the thrusts of the male he had inside him, who was also covered head to toe in rubber while a similar rubber creature sucked his member.

When the last of the rubber covered his body the tentacles in his mouth and dildo in his tailhole suddenly disappeared, leaving the encased hyena with an empty body and inescapable hunger as the thought of rubberized males continued to dominate his mind. He soon found himself stroking himself off just to have the feel and hear the sound of rubber against rubber as he stood there.

About half an hour later Wolf returned home from getting his books for the semester, hearing the sound of squeaking rubber in the area of the bedroom that caused him to grin. "Guess he got my little gift." He said with a chuckle as he put down the groceries. "No doubt pleasuring himself to it right now, might be time to sneak a little peek and maybe take a pic or two."

Wolf slowly snuck up to his roommate's door, then turned the doorknob as quietly as he could. He opened the door just enough so he could burst through, then quickly opened it wide and jumped inside. "Surp- what the hell!?" The wolf stood there shocked as he looked at his latex roommate, the hyena staring blankly ahead as he continued to stroke the cock that Wolf was pretty sure wasn't the big before. "Oh crap... I knew I should have translated that chinese website a little better."

Perry's head suddenly turned towards the other canine and Wolf could see the rubber cock throb wantonly in his direction. Before he could even turn to run the latex creature was on top of him and he could feel the latex seep into his fur as they both fell to the ground. He squirmed as best he could until he was on his back, but by that time Perry had his head buried in the wolf's crotch with his tongue wrapped unnaturally around his already half-hard member. Wolf's eyes nearly rolled back in his head from the sudden stimulation, but the realization his friend was giving him a blow-job was not his idea for the first day of college.

"Perry, get a-ah... a hold of yourself man." Wolf managed to say as he put his hands against the hyena's shoulders, only to have the black latex begin to flow up his hands. "We're not gay, this was... was... god, that feels so good... no! We want the ladies... ungg..." Wolf could feel the fight leave his body as the rubbery material on his back began to flow up towards his chest, tendrils pushing into his mouth and ears as he began to pant. "Ok, fuck the ladies, let's do this..."

As though waiting for his friend's resistance fall Perry slid up Wolf's body, covering his chest as he began to develop a similar set of muscles wherever the rubber had assimilated his fur. Wolf willingly opened his muzzle to allow the long tongue to enter it, his own stretching out to match as Perry's turned into a tentacle that pushed into the other male's throat. Already Wolf's mind had begun to accept the fact that being with a male was just as good if not better then a female, but as their minds touched and Perry's cock pushed into his friend's tailhole any thought of being with a woman flew out the window. All they both wanted now were males, muscular, rubber males that could pleasure them in ways that they never thought possible as Wolf's cock stretched out and pushed its way into Perry's inviting latex hole.

An unknown amount of time passed between the two friends as they built into a steady rhythm of stuffing each others holes before they heard a knock at the door. "Perry? Wolf?" They heard, their solid black eyes looking up at the door. "This is your RA, I need to go through your room inspection before you get too settled in."

Wordlessly the two latex creatures got up, then moved in unison towards the door, eager to add a third to their fold...

The End

Story 5: Conducting Further Analysis

For - Sanmer

The arctic fox finished what felt like the last of a mountain of paperwork and had just set down his pencil when a gold dragon walked into the room, the pressurized door sealing shut behind him as he adjusted his lab coat and sat down at his own desk. "You done with all your studies for the day Sanmer?" The dragon asked as he moved his own stack of paperwork and added another sheet to it.

"I'm just going out for one last look at our newest batch of 'volunteers'." Sanmer replied. "Putting in a little overtime is never a bad thing. How about you, anything good on your end Alex?"

"Just a tiger that walked in, got him and another subject in testing room four." The dragon explained. "So going to check your crop again, or perhaps one in particular?" The arctic fox grinned sheepishly and just walked towards another door that led to a different section of the lab, hearing the dragon call out after him, "there's nothing wrong with playing favorites, as long as you don't hinder the results! In fact management applauds the extra effort!"

Once Sanmer had left the office he allowed himself a small chuckle, his co-worker was quite astute in his observations but didn't want him to know that. It was no small rumor that the fraternization between scientists and their subjects wasn't condoned, not even really looked at, as long as they didn't get in the way of the tests. What the arctic fox had in mind was anything but though as he slid his keycard into the door and it opened with a hardly audible hiss.

The room was pitch black, other than the light of the door which reflected off of several shiny black objects that seemed to hang from the ceiling. "This is Dr. Sanmer, requesting lights on and unlocking of room 23B for observation purposes." He said out loud, rolling his eyes slightly that he had to use the lab's AI system for nearly everything.

"Dr. Sanmer recognized, executing commands." A voice said in the darkness before the lights suddenly turned on, revealing several rows of humanoid creatures suspended in vac-racks, their bodies twitching occasionally in the black rubber that they are suctioned into while metallic hoses both give air to the subjects within and suck it from the beds they are completely encased in. Seeing them all there caused the vupline's member to twitch slightly, though he kept it contained while he walked inside. "Is there anything else I can do for you Dr. Sanmer?"

"No, thank you Argos." Sanmer replied, hearing the telltale beep of the AI leaving the room's control systems. With it gone he began to look through all of the creatures that he had accumulated for his test so far, more than once rubbing his hands over the slick surface of their bodies as he walked by. While there were some females in her sample study they were mostly males, something he had no problem with as he rubbed his hand over a particularly well-endowed dragon trapped between the sheets of latex, which caused the subject to squirm.

Although he had plenty to keep him occupied there, Sanmer had a different objective in mind and readjusted the tent in his pants before he moved to the back of the room. There they had individual testing for specialized products, as well as those who had given themselves over for long-term studies. One such subject was an olinguito that had come into the lab several times; normally when someone had finished their round of testing they left and never came back, but this one he had the pleasure of testing with several times.

"Here I come Olly, ready or not." Sanmer said with a grin as the containment tube opened, a light mist poured out around his white-furred feet as he walked inside. The test that was being done was part of a joint space-venture project that he had been doing with Alexander, which involved a lot of rubber-based testing. It was Sanmer that nudged Olly to try out their latest creation and see if it could sustain life without food and air, which was why the other male was covered head to toe in a layer of thick black latex and had little else on him aside from life monitors.

"This is Dr. Sanmer, conducting... stress tests on subject 594382, also known as Olly." Sanmer said, the auto-recording device picking up his voice. "All vitals are to be monitored and data to be sent to the A.R.G.O.S. AI for computation. Beginning testing now, subject has been in status for four months now, so far no adverse effects."

Sanmer took the control box next to the olinguino and pressed a button, which caused the restraints around Olly's wrists and ankles to hoist him into a semi-hanging position. "So far it appears that there has been no muscle loss or organ degregation." He observed as he ran his hands over Olly's rubber covered body, rubbing over every inch of the creature which caused him to shake in the suit. "On the contrary, muscle mass seems to have an improvement as well as nerve response."

The next phase the arctic fox pressed another button and several machines came down, all of them with either with a metal round ball or tapered rod on the end of it. He grinned and took off his own pants, his erect member bobbing in the cool air as he pushed one of the rods against Olly's rubber-coated mouth. The olinguino, already half-hard from Sanmer's previous stimulation, became fully erect as it was pressed gently in until he took the entire length. The other rod opened slightly and Sanmer placed it against his test subject's erect latex cock, feeling the machine already starting to vibrate as he secured it over the thick rod. The rest of the stimulators he put in areas he knew Olly liked, the nipples, on his belly, against his sack. By the time he had put the last one in place Olly had begun to writhe in his restraints, the rubber-covered male humping blindly into the device that stimulated him.

"The subject is perfectly responsive." Sanmer said as he glanced over at the vitals, which showed the test subject still within the proper levels. "Conducting personal stimulation checks."

Once more Sanmer rubbed Olly's rubbery body as he got behind him, those thick cheeks at the perfect height for him. Just like countless times before he felt the olinguito's tailhole open with little resistance, the slick rubber carressing his cock just right as Olly's walls clamped down on the invading flesh. Sanmer could feel Olly's body try to buck back, knowing what was coming and trying to get as much of his own stimulation as possible as the vupline continued to push in until his knot rubbed against the delicious black rubber of the tailhole around his member.

"Mmmm, you always are my best subject." Sanmer muttered even though Olly couldn't hear him, the other male's world only blissful pleasure and stimulation in the latex suit. "Perhaps I should get suited up one of these times, the feel of latex on latex as I take you. But for now it's just this, though I'm not complaining and I'm not hearing anything from you either."

All Olly could do was shake his body as Sanmer grabbed his hips tightly and thrusted into him hard, causing both males to fall forward slightly until the restraints caught them. It caused Olly's body to push back even more against the scientist, and that made the fox press even harder into him. Soon they got into a pace where the olinquito perfectly moved back to envelop most of Sanmer's cock and then fall back to pull it almost completely out of him.

Sanmer tried to keep himself back as long as possible with the wonderful feel of Olly's latex body and his tight tailhole around him he knew it wouldn't be long. His thrust became more vigorous and he managed to push another button on the control pad that angled the latex olinguino's body down even further to give him a better angle. He held onto the box and pushed in harder and harder, both of their bodies shuddered almost violently and Sanmer gasped loudly as he pushed his knot into Olly for the final climax. Sanmer could tell that Olly was just as close as he was, and when the time finally came the vulpine scientist let out one last hard thrust and cried out as he pushed a large red button on the control pad.

Almost immediately all the instruments that had been on Olly's body retracted, the other male thrashing as best he could as once again the orgasm he had been so close to achieving had been taken away from him. Sanmer could almost imagine the olinguito shouting in frustration as he let out a satisfied sigh, laying on the wiggling latex creature for a few minutes until he could wiggle his way out of the still clamped anal walls of his test subject.

"Test subject's... levels immediately return to status state upon removal of the stimulus." Sanmer said with a happy sigh as he cleaned himself up at the nearby wash sink, watching out of the corner of his eye as the rubber male's shudders and air thrusts returned to stillness, save for his still erect cock. "In the four months the results have been the same, so far the frustration of denial doesn't interrupt the stasis condition from returning. We'll see if it ever does in the next eight months, and if not I may recommend another extension of testing to see if it ever does."

Sanmer put on his pants and gave Olly's latex-covered nose a kiss before he walked out the door. "Alright Argos, lock it up, I'll be back tomorrow." The arctic fox said with a smile as the lights turned off behind him and left the rubber-encased creatures in darkness for another day.

The End