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Cyrnos’ New Hero: Fights in the Night

Written by: TiranMaster

Commissioned by: Vyrnen

Three months had passed since Night Bolt, AKA Kyle Hues, joined in on Diesel’s little secret, the panther and the gatox becoming a powerful coupling. They started doing everything a normal couple would do, as long as it was their civilian identities. When it came to their super alter egos, they kept everything strictly professional in the eyes of the press and the people. Many superheroes didn’t even know they were dating, save for the closest of friends, which numbered about six people. As a couple, they were extremely cute, and as cohorts in the kidnapping and transformation of villains, they were dangerous.

The panther was very good at distracting other heroes and the press, it made things much easier for Synchr0 to slip in and grab villains, taking them into the shadows to be converted into his rubber playthings. If Night Bolt might’ve been against it before, several sessions of Synchr0 sticking his tongue deep into the hero’s cranium, solidifying his presence there, made sure that his boyfriend would stay loyal. Diesel was careful not to overwrite the panther’s own personality, after all, he didn’t want to just date himself, but he needed to make sure that Night Bolt wouldn’t have a sudden conflict with what they were doing.

After a month, they’d had to find a place to store the growing population of otter drones, as they were multiplying at a remarkable rate. So they’d bought out some cheap land between the pair of them, and had crafted a new base of operations. With money pouring in from their continued service as heroes, they were able to make a high tech compound underground that could store away the growing hoard of otters. It also proved to be a much better place for Diesel to slip away to after devouring the villains, after all, he’d grown tired of having close calls at his home waiting for the drones to finish processing within his sack.

With his increased intellect from the AI that had merged with his consciousness, Diesel was capable of putting together an amazingly high tech base. He was able to track villain activity with higher rates of success than even the higher up heroes, and was even able to scramble their transmissions. Night Bolt was only too happy to help as well, assuring many other heroes to not worry about it when they received information too late about a villain’s appearance. By the time they heard about the crimes, it was often too late for them to react anyways as the rubber hero often had already snatched them up.

With months of their activities going on, the villain population was dwindling, Sycnrh0 having become a major threat to any superpowered criminals. It wasn’t long before heroes started to grow confused, upset, and even suspicious of their fellow capes. After all, no one was taking any credit for the disappearances of the villains, they would often just vanish within moments of appearing. Any video surveillance equipment recording the activities would often have a malfunction at the perfect time to miss Synchr0’s activities.

Whenever there was anyone in the vicinity who might be able to give information on the crime, they often weren’t able to describe anything. The Influencer’s power continued to be of great use to the otter hero, able to mesmerize and tell people to forget all that they had seen, and so they did. Some heroes started to think that Night Bolt himself was doing vigilante work, offing the villains, but of course the panther had always been a favorite amongst the people of Cyrnos. So, despite the occasional accusation of the panther doing ill deeds, none of their negative words stuck.

Villains became less and less visible on the planet, much of the powered crimes either dropping deeper into the shadows, or not happening at all. They were all afraid of what might happen if they stepped out into the light, after all, none of them knew what was happening to their fellow villains after all. One or two managed to commit crimes without immediate response, and they thought that they had gotten away with it. Those villains soon disappeared a couple of days after their crimes though, both themselves and their minions vanishing, all of their assets being sold off shortly after.

As for the civilian population, the morale of the unpowered people of the world was skyrocketing, after all, their lives were being interrupted less and less by the capers of supervillains. New ships full of people were coming in day after day, all of them buoyed by the thought of lives without stress. The news was constantly running, singing praises of the mysterious hero who was cleaning up the evils of the world. The heroes were also on a campaign, some of them saying that the villains were gathering their power in the shadows, while others warned the one who was making the villains vanish that they should come out and tell the truth of their deeds.

As for Diesel, he watched the news with an amused expression, sitting in a plush chair as his large extended balls were rubbed by one of his otter drones. The base was filled with the scent of polished rubber, and all around the hero his many servants cleaned and worked diligently. All of them were some sort of ex-villain, having been transformed into one of his many servants, all of them completely obedient after being changed. The gatox’s balls were currently churning out one of the last villain’s minions, his eyes clenching as he let out a groan. The new otter drone slipped out of his cock, splashing onto the floor before forming into a basic looking drone, no real signifier on his body. “Not even a power to use,” Diesel sighed, his body reshaping itself to look more normal after the final drone of the batch.

“Good work, honey,” Night Bolt said, walking down the stairs of their base, having just stepped inside to witness the newest convert. “How are you feeling? That guy had a lot of minions, and you got them finished quite quickly.”

“It’s easy when they don’t have powers, much less to worry about,” Diesel sighed, standing up and brushing the two drones aside as he smiled at his boyfriend. “How was your day?” The pair embraced and kissed, one of them still dressed in his hero outfit, and the gatox’s own suit reforming on him in slick black rubber.

“It went well, though I have to say, things are becoming a bit too easy,” Night Bolt chuckled. “Bunch of heroes are starting to talk about retiring early, after all, they don’t have much to do that the police can’t handle.” The pair broke apart as they watched the newest drone walk off to find work to do, his feet squeaking on the slick marble flood underneath. “Speaking of which, what are we going to do soon? We’re running out of villains, I think we’ve almost accomplished our goal of cleaning up villainy on Cyrnos. Maybe we can start thinking about committing these drones to other uses? Maybe start sending them out into the streets to do public services?”

Diesel felt a pang of ownership over the drones, he didn’t want to allow others to use them save for himself and his partner... but more than that, he didn’t want to be done already. His balls felt empty without a villain taking up space there, and to think that they might already be done... he didn’t feel done, heck, he barely felt like he’d started cleaning up the crime of Cyrnos. The part of him that was 0TT3R, it hadn’t given up its need for control, for complete power over other beings. His fingers curled as he imagined Cyrnos crawling with drones, all of them under his control, he needed more drones. “No... our work isn’t finished yet, dear,” the gatox said, looking at his partner seriously. “As long as there is crime on the streets, we need to take care of it, to make the people of Cyrnos safe and happy.”

Night Bolt looked a little concerned, but slowly nodded as he leaned back against a wall. “At a certain point, we may need to take the gas off a little bit, hun. But I do agree, there are still dangerous criminals out there, even if they don’t have powers.” He tapped his chin a few times, biting his claws in a thoughtful habit.

“Exactly,” Diesel purred, walking across the room, grabbing his partner’s hand and pulling him away from the wall. “Imagine how much better everyone will feel once Cyrnos is the first planet to be completely crime free! Everyone will sing praises of our planet, of how we have eliminated crime!”

“It seems like a lofty goal,” Night Bolt chuckled, his tone a little dry. “I don’t know if we can ever really truly get rid of all crime, there will always be someone looking to better themselves. Even if it means committing a crime.”

“Once everyone sees that all criminals are gone from the planet, they’ll know better than to commit any crimes here.” Diesel’s words were a bit too menacing for Night Bolt’s liking, and the panther’s expression grew guarded for a moment.

“Diesel, we’ve talked about this before, you need to watch yourself. Things like that could be taken wrong. A hero’s motives read wrong could be taken as a villain’s agenda.” Kyle turned away from his partner and took a few steps, folding his arms as he looked over the army of drones. “Some might even say that you have an army of minions yourself.”

There was silence for a little while, the two heroes standing quietly while the drones continued to work around them. “I am doing this for the people,” Diesel said, his own tone harder than it had been. “I am doing this to make sure every person who comes to this planet is safe. Like how you made feel the day I arrived here.”

Kyle’s posture thawed a bit as he turned around to look at his boyfriend, his gaze thawing a bit as he took a less defensive pose. “Babe... I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to accuse you. There’s just been a lot going on... Everyone is getting suspicious, and I worry that if they find our base, they might come to the wrong conclusions.”

“I understand,” Diesel sighed, walking over and taking Kyle’s hands in his own, the pair looking at each other fondly. “I still think that there’s work to be done, but perhaps we can roll something out soon to help soften people’s opinions. After all, I don’t need all of these drones to keep our base clean,” he chuckled, looking at the massive amounts of drones polishing every single surface they could.

“It’s something to think about,” Night Bolt chuckled, the pair kissing once more before the panther hero started towards the door to leave once more. “Well if you are going to continue doing some work on criminals, make sure to keep it to night. It’s harder to keep other heroes away during the daytime, and if they’re just regular crooks, it’ll make it all the harder to explain to the local police force.”

“Got it,” the gatox said, smiling as he glanced towards the monitor where all local crimes were being reported. Up to then, he had filtered out any of the smaller crimes that could be handled by the police, but the time had come that he felt he would start to step in and take care of more of the criminal elements of Cyrnos. With a few keyboard strokes he was able to widen the filter, and soon more criminal activity started to appear on the hero’s feed. The gatox’s features shifted back into the rubber form of Sycnhr0 once more, his eyes morphing into the visor of the hero, all expression gone from his face as he stared at the monitor. “I will clean up all crime in Cyrnos.”

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The streets were dark as a hyena slid down a dark alley, his eyes glancing from side to side nervously, his pocket heavy with the knife he’d put in there. He’d made a mistake moving to Cyrnos, he couldn’t afford the rent, and he couldn’t afford to move back home. Things had become desperate for the young hyena, and his scholarship at the local college would soon slip at the rate things were going. He’d decided that his only chance was to do a little night larceny, the kind of thing he did when he was just a teenager who didn’t know any better. He would hit a local jewelry store at night, nobody would get hurt, and he would be able to pawn off the jewels to help get some quick cash.

Already he was thinking of how he would use the money to get a ticket off the planet, sure his parents might be disappointed, but he just needed a restart. So he slid up to the front of a local jewelry business, picked up a rock, and prepared to bash the window in. “Stop right there,” a nearby voice said, spooking the young man and causing him to fumble the rock.

Throwing his hands up, the hyena turned to face the source of the voice... and froze. He’d not seen this hero before... or, maybe he had? The strange rubber clad otter did look familiar, but he hadn’t been seen in action for several months. “I’m... I’m so sorry!” He wasn’t certain what else to say, seeing a hero... somehow made everything seem a bit more real, but maybe even a bit more hopeful. “I’ve been having money problems... and... I didn’t know what else to do...”

The otter hero started towards the hyena, and suddenly the young would-be criminal remembered his name. “You... you’re Synchr0, right? I haven’t seen you in a bit... it... it’s an honor to meet you sir.”

“You were attempting to rob this jeweler?” Synch0 asked, his voice seemed a bit cold, maybe unemotional? Near him was a short rubber otter, faceless, squeaking as it walked forward, the letters ID embossed on its chest in bright gold.

“Yes... I’m so sorry... please, I just... I think I need some help,” the young hyena said, ducking his head, feeling too ashamed to look at the hero.

“Criminals aren’t allowed on Cyrnos, I think that should be clear,” Synchr0 said, stopping a few feet away from the hyena. “You have proven yourself to be unworthy of this city’s bounty, but I can help fix that.”

There was something in the way that Synchr0 spoke that suddenly made the hyena very uncomfortable, and that strange short rubber otter... it was making him feel anxious. “I mean... yeah, crime isn’t okay but... I said I’m sorry, and I didn’t actually commit the crime...” It felt like an awkward excuse, but things seemed really strange about the hero in front of him. Shouldn’t he reach out to the police instead of dealing with a criminal himself anyways?

Something strange happened, Sycnr0’s crotch morphed while the otter drone stepped in front of him, and in a moment the otter seemed to dive into the hero’s... cock? “I have made it my personal mission to rid these streets of any crime,” Synchr0 explained calmly, even as his balls started to sag and swell, golden letters forming on the smooth black surface of his abs.

The hyena was speechless, shocked, and more than a little horrified at the sight in front of him. “What... what the hell is the matter with you?!” He took a step back, stumbling over his feet as he watched the letters ID form fully on the hero’s body.

The otter’s eyes started to glow a blue color as he stared down at the frightened criminal. “Nothing at all, now why don’t you calm down.” Suddenly everything was painted in blue, a strange clarity, and all of the hyena’s fears ebbed away. His own eyes started to glow faintly blue, his heartbeat slowing, his posture growing more casual. “That’s it, why don’t you come towards me?”

That seemed perfectly reasonable to the young hyena, so he started to walk towards Synchr0. “I’m sorry I was causing so much trouble,” he said blithely, everything felt so easy all of a sudden, and the hero was so nice. “What did you need, sir?” he asked, smiling up at the hero as he drew closer, realizing that the hero was a couple of feet taller than himself.

“Crawl inside,” Sycnhr0 said, gesturing to his manhood. The cock seemed so inviting, and the hyena was truly impressed at its size. For a brief moment a more rational confusion reared itself inside of his mind, but it was easily brushed aside by the warm blue haze.

“Okay,” the hyena said, smiling as he leaned forward and found it so easy to crawl inside of the warm rubbery shaft. It was almost as if it wanted to allow himself, it slid around him, and his body started to slide deeper and deeper inside. The warm blue glow continued to cloud his gaze, his head sliding in first, followed after by his torso and arms. Everything was so nice, and he was so happy to obey Synchr0’s simple command.

The otter moaned as he felt the hyena willingly pushing himself down his cock and into his balls, sliding in easily, no resistance at all. The Influencer’s power was incredibly useful, even more so on simple criminals who had no powers to resist the influence with. The hero was too busy taking in the criminal to notice someone on a nearby rooftop, looking on in horror.

Jumper had been busy patrolling the area, getting ready to turn in early when he thought he’d seen some shadows on the roads below. With his quick jump teleports, it was easy to get around the city in speed. He had been ready to lend a hand to a fellow hero after recognizing Synchr0, but his actions had frozen as he witnessed the hero absorbing the otter into himself via his manhood. It had only grown more horrifying and confusing when he saw the criminal’s eyes starting to glow blue, and obeying everything the hero said with an easy smile.

It didn’t take a genius to realize that whatever Synchr0 was doing, it wasn’t right, and more than that, the rubber hero was dangerous. Though the fox teleporter might be able to take down the otter with some fast motions, he didn’t want to risk getting captured without anyone else knowing. He reached towards his communication device to send out a broad message to any nearby heroes... and realized that if he did so, he would alert Synchr0 himself. “Damn it...” he hissed, glaring at the otter before teleporting away at speed.

Jumping across rooftops at a breakneck speed, the fox hero’s eyes were flicking from side to side, looking for any fellow heroes who might be out on patrol. More and more recently, less heroes had been out at night, most of them having decided that it wasn’t worth the trouble any more. To his relief, the fox hero finally saw another hero, standing on a rooftop surveying the land below. “Night Bolt, thank the gods!” he panted, appearing next to the panther in a flash of red light.

“Jumper, what’s going on?” the panther asked, turning towards his fellow hero with a concerned expression.

“It’s Synchr0, he’s... he’s doing something awful to a civilian,” the fox said, his eyes wide and his breaths shallow and fast. In as few words as he could, he explained to the panther what he had seen, and he saw Night Bolt’s expression grow more serious.

“This is bad...” the panther growled, looking down at the ground and shaking his head. “I cannot believe that another hero would do this... it’s clear we have to put a stop to this. Lead the way, and I will follow.”

Jumper’s relief was clear on his face, he hadn’t been certain he could have taken down the otter on his own, but with Night Bolt’s help he was sure they could take him down. The pair started off back towards the street where the fox had last seen the rubber hero, talking in between jumps. “I know you two have worked together before, so I’m sorry I had to bring this news to you.”

Night Bolt was keeping pace with the jumper, occasionally the teleporting hero had to slow down, but the panther proved his speed to be impressive in a bad situation. “It’s alright, sometimes things like this happen. Not every hero stays on the righteous path,” the panther said, his tone cold, his eyes those of a predator.

It wasn’t long before they were peering down on Synchr0, the otter leaning against a wall, rubbing his large rubber nuts as he looked pleased with himself. “Let’s go down there and take care of things,” Night Bolt said, and Jumper agreed. The teleporter vanished from the roof and appeared next to Synchr0, his eyes blazing.

“Synchr0, I don’t know what you’re thinking, but we have come to put an end to... whatever this freak show is.” The otter didn’t look too surprised by the fox’s sudden appearance, instead he let out a moan as a pool of black drained out of his cock, reforming into a rubber otter drone with ID tattooed on its belly. The ID on Synchr0’s own stomach vanished in return, his balls shrinking a bit with the loss of the load.

“You said ‘we’?” Synchro asked, straightening up a bit and looking at Jumper with interest.

“Yes, we,” Night Bolt said from behind Jumper, the fox’s triumphant expression lasting only a moment before he was knocked down by the panther’s powerful blow. “You were caught, Synchr0, didn’t I tell you to be careful?” the panther growled, standing over the fallen form of their fellow hero.

The punch hadn’t been strong enough to knock out Jumper just yet, but the fox was certainly dazed as he stared up at the pair. “W... what? Night Bolt, you couldn’t... why?”

The panther ignored him though as Synchr0 looked down at the hero with a serious expression, his balls swishing a bit as the hyena within struggled against his confinement. “I slipped up, it happens,” Synchr0 said with a shrug, looking down at the teleporter with interest. “I wonder how useful his power might be?”

“Just use the Influencer Drone, erase his memories,” Night Bolt said, looking annoyed at his partner.

Synchr0 was silent for a moment, staring at the panther quietly as he frowned. “I don’t think so... I’m not sure how well the Influencer power will work, and it might not even erase all the memories from his head. If a telepath picks them up, they might realize what happened here.”

“He’s done nothing wrong!” Night Bolt growled, taking a step forward, all the while Jumper was still stunned on the ground.

“He saw me,” Synchr0 said, standing a little taller, managing to stare down the panther. “I think that’s enough. Now... as for you, Jumper.” The fox suddenly felt very small as the cock of the otter started to open up a bit, looking like a hungry mouth. “I think it’s time I added a new power to my list.”

The fox tried to jump away, but the moment he started to be eaten up by the otter’s rubber cock, it was like his powers didn’t work anymore. He found himself sliding up through the massive rubber shaft, and he was soon deposited next to a hyena. Said hyena didn’t look entirely normal, his body seemed to be melting into the rubber, and he looked dazed as he saw the hero fall into the pool of inky black liquid. “Hey there,” the hyena said, letting out a small laugh, “looks like you’re in here with me!”

“I’ll get us out,” Jumper said, attempting to jump once more, but again his powers seemed to be nullified by Synchr0’s body.

“No need,” the hyena said, giggling as he sank deeper into the black goo, his eyes glazed over with arousal. “I can feel him inside of my head, and I really like it. I’m gonna be one of Synchr0’s otters, doesn’t that sound hot?”

There was a brief flash inside of Jumper’s head, of the otter he’d seen standing next to Synchr0. Against his will, his cock hardened as a thought of mindless bliss entered his mind, the rubber already working itself on his mind. “He’d doing this to us, we can’t just give in. Fight it,” he told the hyena, trying to focus his own mind, attempting to jump out of the otter hero’s balls.

“Nah...” the hyena groaned, sinking deeper into the goo, his expression orgasmic as his face started to slide under the pool. “It’s gonna be great... see ya on the other side...” In the next moment, he was gone, and the balls clenched up around the hero. He groaned as he was covered on all sides by the black pool, everything growing tighter, and the otter’s muscles clenching up. It was the first time he was inside of an orgasm, and it wouldn’t be his last as the new form of the hyena was orgasmed out of Synchr0’s body.

Night Bolt stood back as his boyfriend came, a pool of black splashing onto the ground, shortly after reforming into an otter drone. On its belly, instead of signifying letters, a QR code formed in golden rubber .”That’s new,” the panther growled.

“He doesn’t have any powers,” Synchr0 panted, coming down from his orgasm. “I figure that I can’t give all the normal criminals tags like the powered ones, so I made a system to mark them with QR codes. Keeps it simple,” he sighed, standing up straight as he felt the hero within trying to struggle. “It’ll take Jumper a lot longer to process, so I think it’s best if I head back to the base.”

“We need to have a conversation,” Night Bolt said, his anger flaring up as he glared at the rubber hero. “I don’t want to ignore this.”

“Later,” Synchr0 said, rubbing his giant nutsack. “Let’s just table it for now... you have things to do before you call it a night, don’t you?”

The panther’s gaze didn’t soften, but he nodded in agreement as he turned his back on the rubber hero. “I don’t agree with this, Synchr0. You can’t change my mind.” He didn’t get any reply, when he looked back, both the rubber hero and his otter drones were gone.

[center]***[/center]

Kyle didn’t see Diesel for a few days after that, any conversation was done through text messages, and those were very curt. The panther didn’t want to break up with his boyfriend, but he was very upset, and he wasn’t certain he could have a civil conversation with the gatox until he’d reigned in his emotions. So the pair kept their distance for a week, Night Bolt noticing that Synchr0 didn’t appear on the streets for several days after the Jumper incident. He started considering going to pay his partner a visit at their base when a gift arrived at his door, in a luxurious flat box that resembled something out of a fine clothing outlet.

On the top of the box, tucked under a ribbon, was a letter written in Diesel’s handwriting. “[i]I’m so sorry about our fight, you were right, I was way out of line. After our fight, I had to think things out for a few days, so I’m sorry I didn’t answer in a better way. I thought this might help calm things down a little bit, I’ll be happy to talk tomorrow. Love you, Diesel.[/i]” For a moment Kyle considered crumpling up the letter, he still was upset and such a trifle wouldn’t immediately calm him down... but he couldn’t deny that he was curious what the package might contain.

Opening up the box, he found inside a luxurious rubber version of his Night Bolt suit, though it had a deep emerald green theme versus his own normal purple theme. Slipping the suit out of the box, Kyle shuddered as the rubber squeaked under his fingers, his cock hardening. Despite his anger with his partner, he couldn’t help but find the rubber arousing, partially due to his own corrupted thoughts. “Damn it...” he sighed, tossing it onto the counter. He stared at it for a while, feeling conflicting emotions... knowing that he was angry with Diesel... but also very tempted by the slick smooth outfit.

After several minutes of staring at the beautifully crafted suit, Kyle couldn’t fight it anymore, he he smirked before he started to pull his shirt over his head. Slipping out of his clothes, Kyle slipped the new suit on, shivering as its cool rubber slipped around his body like it had been crafted purely for him... which it had. Zipping it up to his neck, the panther slipped the cowl over his head. He stepped over to a mirror in his room, admiring the way it hugged his physique, really making his muscles stand out. “This is one way to try to make things up...” he muttered.

The rubber suddenly constricted on his body, causing him to grunt with surprise as the rubber around his cock warmed up, seeming to tighten up until it was coating his cock in wet rubber. “What?!” he gasped, reaching down and grabbing at the material. Already it was swelling into a thick rubber bulge, layering itself to become a bulge, much like that of all of Synchr0’s otter drones. “Damn it! No, stop this!” he snarled.

“[b]I’m sorry my dear, but it is clear that I need to take the reins in our relationship.[/b]” Diesel’s voice spoke directly in Kyle’s ears, so loud that it sounded as if he were right there next to him. “[b]I need you, you are my dear partner, but I can see that we are not quite on the same page. So I made this gift for you to help bridge the gap.[/b]”

As the rubber constricted around the rest of the panther’s body, Kyle grunted as rubber slid into his rear, starting to grow and swell into the shape of a cock. The panther hero grunted as he fell over, the pain wrestling with the pleasure. He could feel more rubber slithering into his ears, into his head, spreading through his system. He wasn’t being taken over, but more of Synchr0’s influence was inserting itself into him. “This... this isn’t how we fix things... you can’t do this...” he growled.

“[b]I already have though, my dear.[/b]” Diesel purred, Kyle swore he could see him... in fact, he could see him, the lenses of his mask acting as miniature visors projecting a vision of the otter in front of him. “[b]I trust you, Kyle, and I need you to trust me. Your vision is just limited with your regular senses, so I’ll help you see with mine.[/b]”

Night Bolt writhed as the rubber merged with his system, as 0TT3R had done with Diesel, the suit was merging with the panther, allowing him to see more of the gatox’s vision for the world. He gasped and moaned as his cock quivered within the rubber bulge between his legs, locked away for the moment. His asshole being pumped by a thick dildo, pushing deep into him, stretching him out. His mind was flooded with information, hacking information... and it didn’t take long for Kyle to realize that the suit itself had been crafted from one of Synchr0’s many drones.

Fade, the raven that the pair had fucked together, the hacker had been transformed from a otter drone into a suit made perfectly for the panther hero. Through this, not only was the panther bound tightly to the otter hero’s will, but he was given new information, new memories. He saw many of Fade’s own memories, the raven before he had been captured by Synchr0, and the day that both he and his boyfriend had fucked the sex toy he had become. He found himself learning more about computers than he ever had, but not only that, an obedience being plugged into his brain trained to the otter drone that Fade had become. Night Bolt shuddered several times, his mind being altered further, his thoughts being readjusted.

Any remaining anger or confusion was being polished out of Kyle’s mind, the fight they’d had suddenly seeming less and less sensical. Part of him realized that it was Synchr0, forcing him to see things the otter’s way. If he could’ve rebelled though, such rebellion was taken away by the obedience of the suit. His eyes grew more glazed by the moment, his cock rigid within its bulge, and his tail unconsciously rising up as he was filled deep by the dildo inside of him. He arched his back and moaned, feeling the suit fully becoming one with him, merged with him perfectly.

When the panther stood once more, his body squeaked with every motion, the rubber tail wagging slowly through the air as he stood before the projection of his partner. “[b]What do you think?[/b]” Synchr0 asked, standing a couple of feet from Night Bolt.

Staring down at his new body, his thoughts more in line with the gatox’s, his body more like the rubber hero’s than it had been before. “I like it,” he purred, feeling pleasure as he shifted around, his motions unaffected by the new tight suit.. “I think we could’ve had a better conversation... but I now understand better.”

“[b]I thought you would[/b],” the otter hero chuckled, the pair stepping in and staring at one another. “[b]Come by the base when you’re ready, I would love to introduce you to our newest drone.[/b]”

Night Bolt now could feel the other drones, his suit consisting of one, he understood better what it meant to be a drone, and what it felt like. “I can’t wait,” he purred, groping his locked bulge. “I do hope you don’t plan to keep me locked up all the time, my dear.”

“[b]Don't worry, we will have our fun, in time.[/b]” Synchr0 smiled before vanishing from the panther’s gaze, leaving the hero alone with his altered thoughts. He looked at himself in the mirror, smiled, and started towards the door, the rubber morphing around his body to resemble his civilian clothes.