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As Jacob woke up the next morning he found himself in bed, though this time it was not his own. As he looked around in confusion he found that he was naked and that his phone was sitting on the nearby nightstand. When he looked at the time he groaned as he found that he was not only in some stranger’s bedroom but that it was also almost noon. He was going to be late for what he needed to do for clean up after the gala event, but as he quickly unlocked his phone in order to contact his boss he already found several messages from him.

Great… so much for this job, Jacob thought to himself as he opened the app in order to see how much trouble he was in. To his surprise as he read down the messages he found that the curator was not only thanking him for helping get the party off the ground in such notice but as thanks he would be doing the clean-up along with Christine. He also wanted to talk to him about finally getting into full-time employment with options to get into a leadership role, which caused Jacob’s eyes to widen. Since it was a small gallery there wasn’t really much need for hierarchy but from the looks of the rather lengthy message Gavin was enthusiastic about getting him into such a position.

How strange, Jacob mused as he closed his phone, as he thought about his boss he recalled a really, really strange dream he had involving him. It was all a bit fuzzy but involved the focus of the gala, though he imagined that his activities with Atlas heavily influenced him being a muscular panther guy in it. As he thought about the artist his heart skipped a beat and looked back down at his notifications to see if he had contacted him. When he found no such response he was a bit crestfallen… though as his head darted back up he suddenly remembered that he was in someone else’s bedroom at the moment.

With his clothes nowhere to be found he wrapped the sheet around him as best he could and creeped over to the door to open it up. When he slid it aside he saw he was at the end of a very familiar hallway, though it was looking into the next room down the way and seeing the studio that he realized he was actually in Atlas’ apartment. Bits and fragments of memory started to manifest as he remembered something about how after going up to the office of his boss for some reason he had come here, though he couldn’t quite remember how. The next thing he knew it was a flurry of passion that he tried to stop thinking about it so he didn’t get too riled up as he moved forward.

Jacob found the artist in his kitchen preparing breakfast, the smells of food secondary to seeing the that the other man had also not bothered to put on clothing. As he looked over his naked form he found a new hunger rising up in him and found himself moving over while dropping the sheet. Though Atlas saw him coming he just grinned as Jacob came up behind him, rubbing his hands over the bare chest of the one in front of him while kissing his neck. Atlas just let out a groan of approval and leaned back to kiss Jacob before telling him that breakfast would be on soon.

Though Jacob had half a thought to take him right there, his maleness twitching as being pressed up against Atlas’ naked body, he managed to restrain himself and sit over on the couch. With the initial surge of desire passing he had surprised himself at how they were acting around one another. Even though it had only been a few days since they expressed an interest in one another it felt like he had known the other man for ages. There was a comfort there he had never experienced with anyone else before as he was handed a plate of food that he eagerly consumed.

It was not the scenario he thought he would be waking up to as Jacob found his actual hunger taking precedence. Waking up in the bed of someone he was intensely attracted too after getting promoted at work felt like a dream in itself, especially as they finished up and Atlas sat next to him. “So Jacob,” Atlas asked with a grin. “What would you like to do today?”

“Well since I have the day off I thought that we could spend the entire time together since I had to flake because of work before,” Jacob said confidently. “I know this may sound a little strange but I want to spend it here and help you with your work, put those prosthetic on and get some artwork done. Or if you’re not feeling too motivated in that regard then we can just spend our time as horny cat man and have some fun together.”

Atlas’ grin grew wider as he leaned back, his eyes twinkling with happiness as he put his hands against Jacob’s chest. “I’m so happy to hear you say that,” Atlas said as he got up. “Given what I was told before I think it’s actually time we can take this to the next level, but before we do I have to ask one thing just to be sure. Would you want to be my dominant panther boyfriend?”

“Dominant panther boyfriend…” Jacob repeated, seeing the look of expectation on the face of Atlas before he nodded his head while sporting a grin of his own. “That is quite the particular role that I didn’t think I would want to fill, but now I can’t think of anything else I would rather be.” Jacob grabbed onto the hands of Atlas and brought them up. “So yes, I do want to be your dominant panther boyfriend.”

Instead of responding Jacob found himself being brought back towards the studio by the one pulling on him to follow. Seems his idea was rather well-received, especially since he wasn’t sure how his request was going to go. While Atlas seemed to be into the whole thing while he was modeling for him the idea of just enjoying the day like that felt like it might be considered too far out there. He had still been confident that Atlas at least wouldn’t mind the suggestion, though given where they were going and the question he had been asked that the other man was more than just for it.

When the two got into the studio Jacob quickly found himself turned away from the staging area as he was kissed on the lips. The sensation of the other man pressed against him was something he was starting to crave, the touch intoxicating to the point of addictive as they shared a passionate embrace. After making out for a little bit Atlas eventually pulled back, but when he did his face looked very different. His skin was shiny to the point of reflective and his features were smoothly morphing right before his eyes. Jacob found his eyebrows rising slightly as the mostly human head of the one he had just declared his desires for transformed into that of a feline, a tiger that looked to be made out of a mirror as Atlas giggled.

“I bet I know what you’re thinking,” Atlas said as the conversion from flesh to the mirrored surface quickly cascaded down his body. “This should be a bizarre sight like something out of a movie, and yet it all feels so familiar? Perhaps even natural?”

“…yeah, actually,” Jacob replied as he took a step back just to see his new partner changing completely, marveling at how good he looked even though there was a recognition that this was a bizarre sight. “So those prosthetics that you wore, I’m guessing…”

“Actually me,” Atlas revealed with a grin. “I was going to take this slow and slowly reveal more to you over time, but I admit that I had someone helping me out with this. After hearing that your escapades as a werepanther I knew that you were ready, Zariel was always better at influencing personalities better than me and given our time last night I’m feeling a bit impatient.”

Another person… Jacob remembered something about the name Zariel as he watched the strange mirror tiger pull out something from one of his art station’s drawers. It was a stick of incense, which he placed on a nearby holder and lit it before turning back to him. “Now I know that you’re eager in there,” Atlas said as he looked into Jacob’s eyes, though the human had a sense that he was talking to someone else despite staring directly at him. “But just let Jacob try it out, remember the deal we made.”

It was strange being talked at instead of to but as the smoke from the incense wafted up into his nostrils Jacob felt himself huffing in response. It tickled something inside of him that Atlas seemed to know about as he rubbed onto his chest. When he breathed in he found himself drawn to the trail of white that emanated from the lit ember and it to him, and when he breathed out again he found small wisps of black that came out. Jacob gasped at seeing it and as he put his hands to his lips that had started to tingle he could feel them starting to grow thick and almost rubbery.

It was a bizarre but also familiar feeling, much like when he saw his boyfriend transform into the feline that stood before him. As the incense continued to produce more smoke that began to drift around him Jacob could see in the reflection of the tiger’s body that his own form was starting to change, placing his fingers on the expanding bridge of his nose only to see in the reflection that his fingers had started to grow claws. Another deep breath in as prompted by Atlas pushed out his chest, but when he exhaled against he found that it remained puffed out as he could feel something happening to the muscles there.

As fur began to sprout everywhere on his body Jacob remembered the dream he had with his boss, though from the sound of it he wasn’t dreaming. For a few brief seconds he couldn’t believe that he had done that… but it felt really good to finally do something. That assertive nature was manifesting itself even more as thinking about the carnal encounter brought his attention back to the one in front of him. So he wanted a dominant panther boyfriend, Jacob thought as he saw the start of a muzzle forming on his face through the reflection on the tiger’s chest.

Well, he was definitely going to have one.

With a snarl from his deepening voice Jacob could feel the rush of adrenaline that came from seeing his biceps swell right before his eyes as he grabbed onto Atlas and spun him around. Despite his mirror-like appearance his actual flesh was soft, but still incredibly smooth as he brought him over to the wall. When they were both in their human form the two had been similar in height with Atlas growing a few inches in height when he had changed, but Jacob had already started to grow above him as he let out a pleasured growl. With Atlas moaning back he could feel the other feline pressing against him, rubbing against his half-furred body to spur him on while gripping onto the wall.

Jacob took his clawed fingers and slid them between the one in front of him as he pushed up against Atlas, pinning him to the wall with a dominance that a werepanther like him wielded. He could sense how turned on the other man was even without the noises coming from him, his ears twitching as they migrated to the top of his head while he could feel his spine starting to push out over his own rear. “Take me Jacob,” Atlas moaned. “Show me how dominant a werepanther could be.”

“Careful what you wish for,” Jacob replied, enjoying the sound and feel of his new voice even his muzzle still growing in. As he pulled back slightly and allowed his hand to slip in and grope Atlas’ chest he heard him moan even more loudly, a blissed out look on his face as he looked back at Jacob. “You really do like having someone take charge of you, to control you…”

“Yes…” Atlas hissed, his body tensing against the one keeping him pressed up against the wall as he felt Jacob’s tip push forward against him both from the transformation and the surge of arousal. “I love being controlled, I want to be dominated by a strong, confident creature.” Hearing those words of submission caused Jacob to push his hips forward, both men letting out gasps of intense desire as the tip popped inside into the other feline’s hole while Atlas began to gasp. “I want… to show you something… while you mount me…”

With the waves of pleasure cascading through his body Jacob merely murmured his approval, his mind going back to that predatory state that came with being a werecreature. With his mind mostly clear the sensation reminded him of those movies where the guy turned into a werewolf or something, except instead of the snarling rage he felt such powerful lust that he needed to rut something. Fortunately he had the tailhole of his boyfriend ready to receive, and as he began to practically slammed the mirrored creature against the wall he felt Atlas changing once more. At first it was hard to tell but as their bodies grinded up against one another while Jacob pushed his shaft deep into the other man he realized that Atlas was starting to bulge with new muscle on his otherwise lean body.

The change was enough for him to pause, but Atlas snarled at him to keep going as the reflection on his body began to dull. Jacob was far too deep in the throes of such primal desire to let such a thing dissuade him and continued to press as hard as he can against the beautiful, changing body of his newfound love. Somehow the transformation was getting him even more turned on despite not knowing what it was, but as the reflective surface began to morph and sprout black fur he quickly got the idea. Jacob had to take a step back as the physique of the other feline grew bigger, his grunts and groans growing deeper until they matched the pitch of the one thrusting into him from behind.

A mirror in more ways than one, Jacob realized as he soon found himself essentially rutting his own body. As the muscles twitched and ripples they became not just a werepanther like him but an identical replica, even to the glowing yellow eyes that looked back at him. Though he was taking him from behind Jacob could see the familiar smile on Atlas’ face as he pushed back, using his newfound strength to thrust his hips to get the other feline even deeper into him. Though this was not something that he had expected the sight and sounds of his own body somehow drove him deeper into frenzy to the point where he was practically a snarling, drooling mess.

Jacob wasn’t sure how long the two had gone at it, though when they started to crack the wall they moved over to the staging area for the models. Even though they were the same size Jacob managed to pick up Atlas and move him over while still having his shaft deep between those muscular cheeks before bringing him back down on his stomach. With the angle a little better the sound of their bodies slapping together filled the air as he could see the two of them in the mirrors that were set up. It only made the sight of the identical creatures having sex so much better and it didn’t take long after that until Jacob came hard.

For the first time since Atlas sucked him off in this very spot Jacob got to cum inside of his boyfriend, even if it did look like the identical version of his own body that had transformed into a werepanther. He hadn’t realized it but the second he had put on those prosthetics he was destined to be a feline creature, and as he looked at himself in the mirror while panting heavily he found his new body to be incredibly handsome. While Atlas just let out a pleasured laugh and squeezed his inner walls against the cock inside of his tailhole Jacob noticed something else that was there in the reflection too. It was a smoky outline of a werewolf, and as he leaned in and whispered something into his ear the werepanther’s eyes widened as he suddenly remembered everything that had happened.

Not only that, Jacob realized, but he gained a deeper understanding for the two as well. They were something called nexus minions that roamed the multiverse looking for creatures like him to convert for their masters. The names Kirdos and Tarien entered into his mind and as they did he felt a deep connection to them, even stronger than the one beneath him that he still desired to be the boyfriend of. As the memories continued to flood into him Jacob suddenly got the intense need to pull out of Atlas, turn him around, and kiss him on the lips.

Though Atlas was surprised at being turned around so quickly when he saw the face of the one above him the transformed creature had a look of understanding. The next second though their muzzles were met in a powerful kiss, which as their tongues coiled and licked around one another Jacob could feel something else as well. It felt like he was breathing in reverse, the air being taken out of his lungs as a thick tentacle of smoke pushed out of his maw and into Atlas. The creature beneath him quivered as his muzzle and throat stretched out briefly while the tentacle slithered into him, and as Jacob saw the presence in the mirror disappearing he could feel the lips he was pressed against stretching out even more.

Jacob was unsure how they remained like that, but eventually he felt the sensation subside and suddenly inhaled sharply when he regained control of himself. As he stumbled backwards he could see that Atlas was changing again, once more growing more thickly muscled while his feline features were being replaced with lupine ones. When he tried to get back up and asked Atlas what was happening he felt a thick wolf paw come down on his chest and pin him there. This was definitely not Atlas, Jacob thought to himself as he found himself staring up at the smirking visage of a werewolf.

“Nice to finally meet you in person,” Zariel said to Jacob as the werepanther looked up at him in shock. “Now that you remember everything there’s no need for introductions, or for me to explain what my relation is to Atlas here. While I was going to slink off into the night and keep my end of the promise I found that it would behoove me to warn you.”

“Warn me?” Jacob asked, swallowing hard as all that dominance and bravado he had before evaporated like the smoke coming from the werewolf’s maw.

“Yeah, you hurt my mirror kitty and I’ll be coming back,” Zariel informed him, leaning down with his teeth slightly bared. “Since I’ve already possessed you and you are part of Master Tarien’s flock now I can make sure that if you did anything I’ll show you how creative I can be with twisting that form of yours.” Jacob found himself nodding, and as he promised that he would do nothing of the sort the threatening tone immediately evaporated from the werewolf as his sneer was replaced with a smirk.

The weight that had been on his chest was lifted and Jacob stood up, though he almost fell over again as he was getting used to the strength of his new form. “Well then, I guess now it’s time to take my leave,” Zariel said as he flexed his heavily muscled form. “I’m glad that I could make my contribution to your form, Atlas was never very good at pushing things when it came to what he want. I suppose when you’re whole deal is reflecting the desires of others it’s hard to see what he truly ones in all that.”

Jacob found himself still reeling a bit from everything that he had just learned and remember, especially concerning the conversations that Zariel and Atlas had. While he wasn’t a party to them he had gotten them since the smoke werewolf was using his body, and as he could see the creature getting ready to leave he put a hand on his shoulder to get him to stop. “Hey, Zariel, wait,” Jacob said, causing the werewolf to stop what he was doing and look at the werepanther in question. “You can talk to Atlas right now, right?”

“Of course,” Zariel replied. “Can even let him talk if he wishes, though he was nice enough to step aside to let me meet his new boyfriend.”

“Actually, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about,” Jacob explained. “While it seems like you two don’t exactly see eye to eye on things I was wondering if perhaps you might want to stay? I know the deal was that once you had brought me into the fold that you would leave, but if Atlas doesn’t mind two strong creatures being with him I’m sure we could work something out.”

There was a look of shock that was on the wolf’s face before it turned into a grin, the yellow eyes flashing as he licked his chops. “So… you enjoy having me around, do you?” Zariel asked as he turned back to the other werecreature. “Seeing me in the reflection, helping you be your most dominant self?”

“Yeah, you could say that,” Jacob replied as he tried to maintain his own assertiveness as the two practically bumped chests against one another. “I would miss seeing you in my reflection, now that I know you’re there, and I’m sure that Atlas wouldn’t mind having you around as long as you don’t mind letting me stay in control.” Though the last bit caused Zariel to twitch, the literally possessive creature used to being the one in charge, the offer seemed to strike a cord with him. Though he wasn’t sure what Atlas would say about it the mirror tiger that was somewhere within that huge creature likely would have protested if he was outright against the idea.

“It’s a tempting offer,” Zariel finally said. “Considering the fun we’ve had so far and the fact that Atlas wouldn’t mind seeing me pulled in a little I think we might have something here. Of course as I’m sure you’re aware I am a creature that requires a host to stick around in considering my ephemeral form, and if you decide to do this then you’ll keep transforming into the werepanther form around smoke.”

Jacob just nodded his head and stated that he could live with that, which once more prompted the brows of the werewolf to furrow in deep contemplation. All this time he knew that Zariel just wanted to be around Atlas, but his nature was too strong for the mirror tiger who desired to be controlled but not possessed in that way. Given that he immediately became a hulking werewolf upon the smoke creature being inside of him he could guess that’s how their relationship went, but if Jacob was the one containing Zariel then they could both be with him and Jacob could continue to develop the lust of the beast that seemed to come with Master Tarien. Master Tarien… as those words graced his thoughts it was a strange but almost comforting feeling that came with calling someone else such an honorary title.

After about a minute or two of Zariel just standing his head suddenly shot back up, a grin on his face as he nodded his head. “Alright then, seems I can stick around for a little longer and see how this little relationship works out,” Zariel stated while giving Jacob a wink. “You’re in for quite the treat, when you have smoke and mirrors anything can happen. But… since I’m not leaving here and Atlas is itching to get his body back it’s time to set myself back up in what might just be my permanent domicile.”

Just as Jacob nodded he found himself getting tossed down onto the stage padding, his muscular form sprawling out a bit as he was immediately pounced upon by the other man. As he looked up at the mirrors Jacob could see himself and Zariel behind him, though as he got himself into position the fur was already starting to retract from his body. There was an aura of smoky darkness around the creature and tendrils of it were already starting to filter down and coil around his body. Jacob hadn’t realized how empty he had felt until something began to fill the space once more, though he was also getting filled with something else as the horny werewolf pushed his cock underneath his own flickering tail.

Unlike being with Atlas this was the mating of a beast, a creature ruled by their powerful lust as he immediately felt his tailhole getting spread open. As he let out a loud groan he tried to sit up, only to be pushed back down by the heavy hand of the werewolf on top of him. Even as his head was pinned against the soft material he could see that something was emerging from the one on top of him. With each thrust he could see the features of the werewolf turning ethereal and moving towards him while enshrouding the creature that used to have them.

There was definitely a smile on Zariel’s face as he continued to thrust into the werepanther, in this case quite literally as Jacob could feel it sinking impossibly deep inside of him. His stomach was being bulged out with each push and as his mouth lolled open pleasure he could feel something slip inside. For a few moments it was the tongue of the werewolf, but as it pressed against his own he could feel it merge with his own flesh while the head of the creature began to press against him. The platform shook underneath him as the smoke werewolf claimed the body beneath him while Jacob was able to watch every inch sink inside his form.

Eventually the smoke werewolf that was humping deep into his form sank down into his body and completely incorporated itself into the werepanther, which just left Atlas pulling his cock out of the still twitching creature. The arms and legs of the werewolf enveloped the feline that squirmed and quivered as it still felt like was being railed, though as the sensations lessoned and the smoke werewolf settled into him the sensations called. When the last of Zariel disappeared Jacob flopped back onto the podium, breathing heavily as he found himself exhaling thick clouds of black smoke.

“I hope you know what you just gotten yourself into,” Atlas said with a smirk, Jacob slowly turning to see the mirror tiger standing there with his hands on his hips. “Or rather, what has gotten into you.”

“You knew it was still me?” Jacob asked, hearing the smoke werewolf chuckle in his mind as he became acutely aware of his presence this time. When Atlas nodded his head towards the mirrors he turned his head to see Zariel laying there next to him, giving him a wink. “Whoa…”

“Along with mimicking people I can always see what dwells within them through their reflections,” Atlas explained. “Other than the one that’s being possessed no one else will see Zariel there, and sometimes even his hosts have a hard time if he doesn’t wish to be seen. Ironically before the two of us hooked up I used to be one of the main hunters for Tarien’s kind, since our realms are fairly diametrically opposed to one another and used to be in conflict.”

Jacob tilted his head in confusion and Atlas explained everything that he needed to know about the nexus realm and the minions that were contained within it. After being told about the nexus war he was told that he had become a nexus hybrid, which became more frequent as time went on with the piece between their realms. Before this point it would be rare to see someone like him even if he did embrace the other aspects of their spheres of influence like smoke and living statues. As Atlas told him about Master Kirdos’ primary domain he suddenly remembered the exhibit that they had first went too, the mirror tiger confirming that those were all minions that were showing off and also where Zariel had first spied them since one of Tarien’s minions was helping the show.

Though Jacob found it all hard to retain both Zariel and Atlas chuckled at that and told him not to worry, they were going to have plenty of time together so that he could figure things out…

Jacob found himself smiling as he made his way through the gallery, checking off all the pieces that needed to be catalogued for the end of the day. It had been a few weeks since he had gotten his promotion to finally being full-time, and though he was still doing most of the same tasks he was at least getting appropriate compensation and recognition for it. While Zariel had whispered more than once that he could probably just take the curator position and the whelp they had created would step aside he felt it unnecessary. Much like his darling boyfriend he believed in earning his way to the top, not to mention he was already looking into potentially shifting careers.

While there were plenty of options that he could do there was something about being in this world now that was extremely unique. He found everything to be new and different, and he didn’t look at people the same way. With the powers he had they were all his prey even if he didn’t act on it. There was no reason to create a pack here and just like with his job he’d probably move on to something different once the novelty of it wore off.

But for the moment he and Atlas were content to be the happy couple, with one little twist as he finished up his rounds and came back inside. As he went to the break room in order to get his stuff to go out for the night he found his grin growing as he heard growls coming from the storage area. It appeared that Christine had come back from her smoke break and had brought Gavin, who turned up to work far more often, to share in the fun afterwards. While the two still didn’t work nearly as much as they should they would at least listen to him while they were in that state, though for the moment he had other things to do than opt in and let the two male werepanthers have their fun.

For Jacob he had the rest of the night off, the two he had just left behind taking over his usual duties after they finished rutting. He just left a note for them before he headed out into the cold air of the evening and walked his way towards a new club that was opening. It turned out this area was rife with potential minions for Master Kirdos, which with the art gallery and several other areas he could see the case. It was one of the reasons that Atlas was in the area in the first place and as he walked along the sidewalk he could sense such desires in those that walked about. While he still didn’t have the same nose for it that Zariel had he would sometimes lend it to him, one of the benefits of always having a nexus smoke werewolf inside him.

As he passed by a building on the way to the club he could see Zariel walking next to him, mimicking his movements since he was technically doing the same. After the first few days he had gotten used to seeing the other creature in his reflection. It had even gotten to the point where sometimes when Zariel was possessing Atlas or someone else for their fun that he was more shocked when he didn’t see the reflection of a wolf beside his own. It was a comforting in a way, especially since the two could talk whenever they wanted as they eventually got to the club where Atlas was waiting for them.

“Bout time you two showed up,” Atlas said with a grin as Jacob just gave a sheepish smirk in response. “I was just about to call and see if you had to work late after all.”

“The idea had been tempting,” Jacob replied, teasing the fact that the two they had initially transformed were having fun back at the gallery. “But I wouldn’t miss a night out with my boyfriend for the world.” As he looked up at the building they were going to he saw the flashing lights and could hear the music thumping from outside. “Not our usual hangout spot though.”

“Our mutual friends want us to go in and check it out,” Atlas said. “Something about wanting to set up a new exhibit that they think might be a lot of fun. Plus I’m sure there will be plenty of opportunity to let loose.”

Jacob just nodded and went to the entrance of the club, showing their identification cards to the bouncer before being let inside. It was another perk of sticking around the place he had come from as he didn’t need to make up a false identity that Atlas had, though he did wonder about potentially changing a few things about himself. They had already decided on what his form would be once they abandoned this place once and for all and he wanted a cool disguise to go with it. At the very least he could use a name change as they walked into the club and felt the vibrations from the music reverberating through them.

Almost immediately Jacob could see why their friends wanted him to be involved, though when he pointed it out Atlas grinned and said that there was something else to add to it. For the moment they decided to just grab a drink and enjoy their time together with one another… even if it was so loud they had to switch to talking to one another telepathically. “Definitely not something I expected when it came to your friends,” Jacob commented once more, only to look over at Atlas holding what appeared to be a vape pen. “What’s this?”

“It’s the thing they wanted you and Zariel to try out,” Atlas explained as he handed it to Jacob. “It’s not going to transform you, but you should pick up something new in the process.”

Jacob looked at the vape pen before grabbing it and putting it to his lips. He could already sense Zariel’s anticipation and excitement at what might happen as he took a deep breath in. As soon as he felt the smoke interact with his lungs it was absorbed immediately, to the point where the only thing he breathed out was a few wisps of multicolored smoke in response. After a few more puffs the cartridge in the vape pen was completely used up and Jacob suddenly had an intense desire to go out onto the dance floor.

Atlas was eager to join him and the two slammed back their drinks before they left the table and made their way towards where the bulk of the club goers were. Along with the DJ providing the music for all those in the middle to bump and grind to there was also a number of lights that were swirling through the air… and smoke that was about waist high. Just the sight of it make Jacob eager to dive in, though he also wanted to make sure that he had some fun with Atlas as he did. As soon as they made their way towards the middle of the dance floor Jacob could already feel himself changing while he and Atlas kicked off their pants.

As soon as he had stepped out the smoke had started to swirl up around him like an unseen whirlwind blowing around his body. Jacob could feel his werepanther form already starting to awaken, and as he began to huff from the smoke being pulled into him the stuff around him began to shift in coloration. Unlike the blackness that normally accompanied his shift this time the hue was much different, and as the two pressed together while Atlas changed with him the hue of the tendrils began to shimmer. It almost took on the qualities of the lights that were pulsating to the beat while the two engaged in a fierce kiss.

Their bodies began to grow and as Jacob could feel his increasingly furry butt rise above the smoke he could start to hear things happening around him. While at first it was the ravers that were about to call them out for being mostly naked on the dance floor those that were closest to the growling werebeasts started to feel a tightness in their own clothing. As a quicksilver goo began to drip down their noses those that hadn’t noticed the amorous display of affection between the two were suddenly grabbed and kissed by those who had started to turn. Jacob let out a groan of satisfaction as he could feel his power starting to infect those that were around them, the closest that had been looking up at them disappearing into the smoke even as their bodies began to change.

The changes happening to the center of the dance floor was quick enough that those that had started to get corrupted and fell below the smoke were unnoticed by the club. Jacob was guessing if they were doing something like this that the nexus minions had already done something in order to weed out those that might not approve of what they were doing. It was hard for him to care though as he saw his pectorals thickening and his abs growing more defined, feeling his beast rising as that same multihued smoke began to pour out of his nostrils. With Zariel’s influence spreading out among the growling and groaning creatures that were milling about in the smoke Jacob was free to completely enjoy Atlas.

Atlas had decided to use his powers for a bit of fun as well, and with him turning into an exact copy of what Jacob looked like he could see the changes that were taking place on his own form as well. As the disguised human’s jaws snapped and popped to form back into their toothy feline muzzles the coloration continued to dance over the fur and teeth as well as his eyes. The bigger they grew the more their fur reacted with the light, and as they looked back at the DJ they could see that the smoke had started to infect him too. Even though he wasn’t in direct control over it anymore the music continued to play, and as he let out a roar and raised his hands in the air the speakers pulsed with the beat that pushed the smoke out into the rest of the club.

As it uncovered those that were already infected by Zariel’s influence Jacob and Atlas saw they had already torn their clothing away, the huge multicolored werepanthers using their newly freed cocks to thrust into the ones that were transforming beneath them. Even the drool that was dripping from their maws shifted about in color and even as Jacob was letting the beast take over he could guess what was going on. As he brushed his clawed fingers against the thickening sides of his partner he saw the coloration react to that as well, mimicking some sort of fiber optics or something that might be seen at a rave.

Jacob guessed that this would be something more seen in an interactive art exhibit, but as he felt his dominance surging and Atlas growing more like him by the second his need outweighed his curiosity. Atlas didn’t need to give him any encouragement to get on top of him as the lights of the floor flashed around them. While the dance floor broke out into an orgy of scintillating werepanthers those that were watching in shock from the bar or the nearby booths had their shock quickly turned to lust. With the music only growing louder the sounds of chairs could be heard tipping over as those that were at the bar suddenly felt the need to dance, to rave with their cocks out as those that didn’t pull off their clothing found it shredded by their expanding bodies.

Behind each of those creatures was Zariel, and while he didn’t control all the creatures in the room that were transforming to his will he certainly could feel the pleasure coming from them. It was something that he piped to Jacob through the connection they had, which as he made out with the muscular werepanther beneath him while putting his legs in the air he suddenly also found himself bent over the bar. While the two had practiced such a thing before it was always a shock when the smoke wolf did it without his realization, especially since he had possessed the one behind him and was thrusting the mutated, flashing cock inside of his tailhole. Jacob let out a groan as the scene shifted once more, this time with him and Zariel spit roasting another skinny guy near the edge of the club that just started to fill out with muzzle.

“I do love me a party scene,” Zariel said, grinning to Jacob as they continued to synchronize their thrusts into the man as they heard his voice deepening while he grew. “Also, I wanted to pull you aside from your body while Atlas was occupied with it to thank you.”

“This is quite the time to do that,” Jacob replied, taking his hand and pushing it against the human’s head when he tried to pull back to thrust in deeper as their muzzle filled out.

“I can’t think of a better time actually,” Zariel said with his usual cocky grin before his face, or rather the face of the werepanther he was possessing, grew serious. “Plus this was actually more than just a fun night out. We wanted to see how keen you were on things like this because Master Tarien and Lord Kirdos have heard of our actions and wish for us to take our talents… on the road.”

Even with the pleasure coming from the wet maw of the rave panther, which was sliding up and down his shaft from Zariel still thrusting into his tailhole, he found himself shocked at the news. While he had always known that eventually they would probably head back to the realms of their respective masters, which with Jacob being a nexus hybrid he would be able to travel to both, he hadn’t thought he would actually be called out to do it. While he had never met the two that he called master all he could think about was wanting to please them, but he also knew that in the end he had to weigh his options and he would be given the choice.

When Jacob felt something pushing up against his tailhole he looked behind him with a growl, only to see no one there. A phantom sensation… as he glanced over at the dance floor he could see that even while he was not directly inhabiting his body he had started to pound into his boyfriend’s tailhole and another had come up from behind him. Given that everyone on the dance floor was essentially exact copies of him and Atlas it was strange feeling what was in essence his own cock being pushed up into him, though a muffled growl from the one who was actually sucking him off brought his attention back. Zariel seemed occupied enough with pounding the tailhole of the one between them to wait, especially since a quick glance around showed half a dozen rave panthers all in the same rhythm.

“What happens if I decide to stay here?” Jacob asked.

“Well… the thing is that with this club lure we’re pretty much getting everyone that is in the area,” Zariel admitted. “Atlas is nothing if not good at his job, so now that he’s done marking targets he will follow his master’s wishes and leave this place, as will I. Even the two werepanthers we created in the gallery are probably going to disappear, which means if you stay behind…”

“…I’ll be left behind,” Jacob finished.

“And unfortunately all things considered you’ll probably go back to being a human,” Zariel continued to explain. “All these things you participated in will be forgotten and we’ll be pleasant dreams that once in a while cross your subconscious.” As Jacob sighed and looked out at the mostly transformed club he could sense that the party was almost over in more than one way, at least on this plane of existence before a sharp thrust from Zariel causing his cock to slide into the throat of the rave panther snapped him back. “But why would you want to stay here anyway; it is really a choice if it’s between a boring human life at a job you might get promoted in with those two gone, or the chance to revel in all these pleasures and the potential for such adventure with your… boyfriends?”

Once more Jacob found himself surprised, but this time it was from the first time that Zariel had even mentioned such a thing. While he enjoyed the company of Atlas and they seemed to get along he never really got involved in such a discussion. He often saw himself just like the club; always having the need for multiple creatures underneath him, with the relationship they had just a means to use the mirror tiger’s power to feed his narcissism. Perhaps this test was more than just if he was ready to join their lives completely, maybe Zariel wanted to see how he would do when the smoke wolf indulged in his deeper desires that were supposedly a hallmark of Master Tarien.

“I suppose you’re right Zariel,” Jacob replied, flexing the muscles of his werepanther body. Even though it was technically someone else’s it was close enough to make the point while he pulled his cock out of the werepanther they had been spitroasting during the conversation. “I would much rather have an adventure with my boyfriends, fulfilling the will of Master Tarien and Master Kirdos… if you can handle that.”

Zariel’s grin widened and he pulled out of the man between them as well, causing the blissed-out male to practically collapse to the ground. “Considering how long I’ve been inside you I’m practically a feline already,” Zariel said. “Now why don’t you grab Atlas over there and stop having your actual body stuff him so full of cock that he can’t move so we can regroup?”

Jacob nodded and suddenly his perspective shifted, this time to having the swirling colors of a rave panther’s groin fur right up against his face as his muzzle was stretched out by the thick cock jutting out from it. It seems they had attracted more attention as he pulled back and dismissed them, along with the one that was inside his tailhole and the one that was stretching out Atlas’ throat. Once he had shooed away the amorous rave panthers he leaned forward and hilted his boyfriend while telling him everything that Zariel had mentioned and his response. Suddenly the legs that were pressed around his muscular sides squeezed and caused him to exhale a large cloud of the glittering smoke while also feeling those tight walls clamp against his cock.

With Jacob’s mind made up the three enjoyed the rest of the time at the rave orgy that had created, and eventually as they finished off the night with a more subdued drink while the multicolored panthers rested against one another. Zariel had once more returned to his host and as they looked out over the identical naked muscular men they had created their heads shot up when they felt a tingling sensation in their bodies. Though Jacob was confused on what had just happened Zariel and Jacob both seemed to understand and gestured for him to join them in heading towards the door.

The second they walked through the club Jacob’s eyes widened when he saw they were definitely no longer in the city anymore. The sounds and sights of the city at night were replaced with sand and surf while the sun shined above them. As they stood on the boardwalk Jacob saw that there were a number of creatures that a few months ago he would have seen as bizarre, creatures of rubber, spandex, leather, and other types of material frolicking together on the beach in the shadow of a huge building that sat on the peninsula. As they walked down the boardwalk the exit had led them too Zariel explained that this was the Nexross, a place where all the realms intersected and a neutral ground for their masters.

Jacob wasn’t quite sure why they would be there, at least not until they got to the stairs that led down to the beach and saw two figures waiting for him. Jacob didn’t have to ask to know who they were… and as the Jackal-Wolf and Leopard-Tiger came up to them all three gave a small bow in reverence despite the former human not really knowing them. “So this is the one that brought two of our kind together,” Kirdos said with a smirk as he looked over at the other hybrid.

“Master Kirdos… Master Tarien,” Jacob said, the two giving him a small nod in confirmation. “Zariel and Atlas have told me so much about you two, it’s an honor to finally meet you in person.”

“Likewise,” Tarien replied as he seemed to look Jacob over. “A werepanther… an interesting way to manifest a nexus hybrid, though if you don’t want to be drooled on by half the people in this hotel you might want an alternate form as well other than being human. I’m sure the two that you have with you would be more than happy to think of something that you could hulk out of to become a werepanther.”

“Really?” Jacob asked. “Would that even work?”

Inside his head Jacob could hear Zariel chuckle as Tarien just smirked and motioned for Kirdos to step to the side. The feline nexus lord just took a few steps back and as smoke began to gather around the wolf-jackal they could feel power rippling off his form. The purple eyes of the creature flashed and as the skies above went from sunny to having dark forming he let out a snarl and flexed his body. The sounds of muscles stretching and bones popping could be heard as the somewhat lithe creature immediately began to bulk up, pectorals practically popping out of his chest as his breathing grew steadily deeper.

Jacob had to raise his head up slightly as Tarien grew larger and more ferocious, black drool dripping from his maw as his stretched out his fingers only to have them snap while claws grew out from them. As he grew bigger he stamped a foot against a pole that was holding up the rope railing and it almost snapped as his thigh, calf, and then foot all swelled with growth that went from his hips to his toes. Though Jacob found himself taking a few steps back as the huge hulking werewolf-jackal the rest of those around seemed unphased with a few even clapping as Tarien let out a long breath of smoke while shrinking down.

“Well then, now that we’re all done showing off there is something that we would like to discuss aside from bringing these two back together,” Kirdos said, stepping back up once Tarien had finished with his rage form. “As you saw in the club these two are quite possibly one of the best teams to do mass clone TF, which given the increase in things like network unification from Haleon and hive minds from Olavar we find ourselves very interested in joining in on. Unfortunately other than the pack mentality that Tarien can cultivate we find ourselves lacking in that department.”

“Which is where a nexus hybrid such as yourself comes in,” Tarien continued on. “With you being the bridge between our smoke and mirrors we think that we have a few places that the three of you would excel at, and as such have agreed to split the minions that are created from it. Considering there is one minion of each from our respective sides and then yourself I feel like it would be a perfect fit.”

Jacob found himself almost blushing at being offered a position from these two creatures, something that was reflected in both Atlas and Zariel as well. “Wow, I mean, I just realized that I didn’t even give notice to my last job,” Jacob said. “So we would do things like what we did in the club?”

The two nexus lords nodded and brought the group over towards a small table where they explained how there were certain areas like the district that Jacob had lived in that was ripe for mass conversion. It was akin to a miner finding a vein of gold; there wasn’t a lot of them and they were highly sought after, especially considering the biggest ones could encompass an entire planet sometimes. If they found that was the case they would send mass converters like their group in order to try and take it over, making the area into a small subset of their realm that would expand their influence. Previously it had been important for some war that the nexus lords were having, but apparently that was over and they just did it to gain power and protect their realms.

Tarien and Kirdos told the three that they could think about it here in the Nexus Island Resort, even giving them a room as thanks for considering the offer. While this was the first time Jacob had the pleasure of being there it turned out Zariel and Atlas had first met here and even got a room with the same view. The entire time they made their way up the three talked about what they were going to do, though as they got to the room they were immediately distracted by how nice it was. When the three happened upon the bedroom Jacob could hear Zariel chuckling along with Atlas at seeing the mirrors set up.

“Looks like they were ready for us for a while,” Zariel said through Jacob. “Hey… you remember that trick I used to do when we were together Atlas? I don’t think we’ve actually done it with Jacob here yet.”

Jacob wasn’t quite sure what was meant by that, especially since they had just occupied multiple clone werepanthers. When he tried to ask Atlas what the wolf meant he just put a hand to his muzzle and told him to follow his lead. The werepanther just nodded his head and watched as the mirror tiger went back to his normal form while sprawling out on his stomach. As the tail waved lazily over his rear Jacob found those dominant instincts rising up again, licking his lips as he jumped forward with the bed bouncing beneath him.

Once he was on top Atlas just told him to do what came naturally and he’ll see what they mean soon enough. His cock was already rock hard despite having just participated in the rave orgy and as he pushed it against the tailhole of his boyfriend he jerked slightly at feeling the same thing happen to him. At first he looked back to see if anyone had joined them, perhaps Zariel possessing someone, but when there was no one behind him he looked back at the mirror. As he saw himself and Atlas in the reflection the smoke wolf was there too, and while he could adopt all manner of positions this time he was right on top of him and noticed he was completely erect.

As soon as he made eye contact with that thick shaft Jacob saw Zariel lowering his hips, but instead of merging with him like what would normally happen he gasped as he felt something sinking into his depths. The smoke wolf was somehow manifesting his form to make it feel like he was getting penetrated, feeling the exact same length that disappeared into his rear from the rear spreading open his inner walls. When Zariel grabbed his hips Jacob felt that too and found that Zariel was going to have him be in the middle in more than just their relationship.

With the hunky smoke wolf starting to push into him and the mirror tiger beneath him Jacob couldn’t help but smile when he realized he was essentially trapped between the two. It was quite the representation all things considered, though it was hard for him to keep track of the metaphor as the simulated weight of the wolf on top of him was causing him to push down. With the tailhole of the tiger swallowing up his cock he decided that he would let the truly dominant creature of the three set the pace. Even though it was completely silent he could see the wolf’s muzzle snarling and growling in pure pleasure alongside the two of them as he began to push down hard.

Once both werepanther and werewolf were completely hilted Jacob felt the hands that were on his hips move to his shoulders, feeling the chest of the invisible creature on his back and a muzzle against his ear. While watching in the mirror was fun he also sometimes looked away and let the feelings happen without any context. More than once when he had done that he felt a lick against his face or the back of his neck that caused him to yelp in surprise, then did the same thing to the man underneath when asked what was going on. Though Zariel was insistent at first once they had gotten a rhythm the three remained like that for a while, though eventually Jacob took control and began to roll his hips between the cock inside him and the tailhole he was inside.

Once they were ready the three orgasmed at the same time, and as Jacob could feel the weight settle on top of him he looked to see Zariel lying contently with his muscular arms around them both. This was definitely something he could get used to, Jacob thought to himself with a grin, and when got done with each other he wondered if the artist beneath him would help him get a brand new form to model for him…