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Night had fallen over the statue park, and with it most of the people that had been out and about to look at the impressive artwork had left for the day. The area wasn't open during the night and there were strange rumors that came with it, tales that the realm becomes almost magical when the sun sets and the moon rises. No one really believed it and since most of the valuable statues were several hundred pounds at a minimum there wasn't even security that was posted at the gates. That was good for one fox in particular as he went over to the locked gates, giving them a jiggle as though to see just how much his luck might be with him.

"Of all the places to drop my phone," Ricter said with a sigh as he scanned the area, looking out over the statues that were at the front entrance. "That's the last time I wear these shorts." The fox hadn't even realized that he had dropped the valuable piece of technology until he had gotten back into his car and tried to fish it out to play some music for the ride home, only to find nothing but air. As he thought back to it he even knew where it was likely that it had fallen out as he had sat for a few minutes before heading out with everyone else when the park closed.

While he could have come back the next day first thing in the morning the idea of having his phone sitting in the dewy grass right next to an active fountain meant that it would be lucky if he could turn it on in the morning, not to mention the critters that might find it and wreck it. But even without any proper security Ricter found a locked gate that was blocking his way that was too small even for his lithe frame to push through. That didn't stop him from trying but after a minute of his red and white fur pressing against the bars he knew that wouldn't be the play.

But Ricter knew that this also wasn't the only way into the park either. With this being a small town there wasn't a lot of things to do, and this statue park and gallery it was attached to was one of the few things that provided not only entertainment but also introspection. He had gone there to admire the artwork as well as think of a few things, though at the moment as he walked around the fence that surrounded the park the only thing he could think of was getting his phone back. As they got around to the back of the area where there was a lake that was currently empty he did see the other door that led down to it, but as he went up to it and gave it a try he found it was locked as well.

With the back and front gates locked Ricter was running out of options, especially since he didn't feel like trying to scale the wrought iron fence and possibly trip some sort of alarm. It was a shame, the fox thought as he looked over hte water to try and figure out what to do, while he was there for his phone it would have been fun to see the garden at night. The current exhibit had a lot of hunky guys that were being shown in the medium of stone and some of them were even in the nude. Even though it was supposed to be artistic there was definitely an underlying lust that ran through things which Ricter could appreciate.

As the fox looked out at the lake however the fox suddenly heard a click and turned around to see that the door was open. When he saw the previously locked gate was ajar his head quickly shifted back and forth to see if someone opened it, only to see that he was the only one there. Strange... but the metal was rather old, or perhaps there was a latch that he hadn't realized he had accidently hit. Either way it was fortunate for him as he quickly went inside the garden and carefully closed the door behind him.

Though he had been there during the day it felt to Ricter that he had just entered into an entirely different world. There was a mist that had been caught in the garden and as he made his way past the various statues in the area he couldn't help but stop and admire them once more. While he had appreciated them before the chance to look at them without the crowd allowed him to really soak in the details. Most of the statues were humanoid and they were entirely men, which was just fine for the fox as his eyes glanced back and forth before stepping up to one in particular. The leopard warrior was so intricately detailed that it looked like he would stoop down and look at him, though there was another reason it had caught his eye as he looked at the impressive cock that the line statue sported.

Go on, touch the statue... the intrusive thought had flitted through Ricter's mind, and while there was nothing that restricted him from doing so there had been a sign in front that told people to refrain from touching the statues. The fox could certainly understand that since repeating touching would cause unnecessary wear and tear there was probably nothing that would happen from just one touch. That leopard was undoubtedly handsome too and he could tell that the one who had done it was very fond of the male form. As he presed his fingers against the bare chest down to the belt that was the only thing the statue wore he made a comment to himself that he certainly had hard muscles.

As soon as started to press against the marble pectoral the inhibitions that he had about fondling at statue were quickly evaporating, feeling those fingers slowly slide down the flat stomach towards the intricately carved maleness. There was something a little thrilling to the fox about having such an intimiate moment with something like this, and as he realized how this might look to anyone looking he felt himself blush slightly. Despite that he continued to remain stepped up against the statue of the man and as he cupped the cock of the leopard he swore he could feel it throb even though there was no possible way. It was so lifelike though... and as Ricter leaned closer to the statue he found his eyes slowly closing before leaning in to push his lips against that stone feline muzzle...

A spark passed between the two, but before Ricter actually made contact he found himself pulling away while blushing slightly. His senses had finally caught up with him and when he realized the rather lewd display he was making with an inanimate object he felt even more embarrasement. He had let his passions get away with him when his real goal should be to find his phone and get out of there before he got caught and cited and tresspassed from the location. As Ricter left the area he had to adjust his pants due to his arousal, and had he bothered to look back he would have noticed that the statue had shifted slightly and sported an erection of its own.

But Ricter had once more honed his focus back on the hunt for the phone it didn't take him long before he found the fountain once more, the water cascading down from the dragon statue that was in the middle of it. As the water sprayed up in the air it caused a shimmer to form from the moonlight above, and as the fox looked up he noticed that somehow the moon had shifted its position so it was right above him. That was quite the movement and he didn't think he had been in the statue park that long, but that was something that merely tickled the back of his mind as he went to the black granite basin. Almost immediately he could feel the spray of the water on his face as he leaned down and the more he could feel the red fur of his face getting wet the more it hastened his search.

"There you are," Ricter said with a sigh of relief as he saw the glint of his phone case near the edge sitting on the grass. "You better turn on by-" Before Ricter could finish his verbal thought he let out a yelp as his feet slipped out from underneath him, causing him to tumble forward and take a spill into the fountain itself. It was only for a few seconds but that was all it took for him to get completely drenched, the fox's head slipping under the water for a brief moment before he pulled himself back up to the surface with a surprised gasp.

What had shocked Ricter more was not that he had just fallen into the fountain, but it felt more like he had been pushed rather then just slipping on the wet grass as he quickly pulled himself back over the edge. That didn't matter much to him at the moment htough as he sat on the edge of the basin and tried to shake the excess water from his clothing. He wasn't sure how long he had taken to get to this spot but a slog back to the gate and then all the way around to his park would be a nightmare. As he picked up his phone and set it on the nearby bench to keep it from getting wet by the fountain or himself there was only two options Ricter had; he could either endure the long walk in soggy clothing, or...

...he could join the statues in going a little more natural.

Though there was the possibility of being caught Ricter reminded himself that there was no actual guard presence after the gates are locked, and if they couldn't afford that then it was unlikely they had something like a camera system. Not to mention if they did they would have likely swooped down on him and escorted him out... plus there was something thrilling about being in the middle of such a place in the nude. He could really be like the statues that were admired all day and before his sense kicked back in he found himself starting to pull off his wet clothing. Once he had gotten his shirt pulled off his pants were pulled off as well, and finally his underwear joined the pile.

With the offending outfit removed Ricter breathed a sigh of relief, taking a second to let his fur dry in the air after moving from the fountain to the bench. As he took a few seconds his mind wandered back towards the situation that had gotten him here in the first place, wondering how he had managed to fall into the fountain just by reaching his phone. As he looked over at the device he decided to see if it was still working, and after powering it on and seeing that it worked he noticed that there was no signal. That was strange, Ricter thought as he tapped a few settings and found nothing being found, he had just been in the garden and had a few bars at least but now there was nothing.

Not that it really mattered, Ricter mused as he gathered up his wet clothing. The fox had no intention on sticking around and began to backtrack from the fountain towards the back gate. Unlike when he came in he began to feel a sense of urgency in getting out of this place, making his way through the paths that he had just done. As soon as he got to the warrior section though Ricter found himself stopping dead in his tracks, dropping his clothing to the ground as he stared in shock at the scene before him. The leopard statue, it was gone!

Ricter's mind began to race as he found his heart starting to pound in his chest. While he could excuse the strange things that were happening up to this point there was no way that a life-sized statue like that would just disappear. Did someone steal it through the unlocked gate? The fox quickly shook his head at that since there was no way that someone could something that big and heavy in general, much less in the time it took for him to get to the fountain and back.

As Ricter made his way over towards the platform that the warrior statue had been on he suddenly felt a chill go down his spine that caused him to stand up straight. It suddenly felt like he was being watched... and as he looked back behind him the fox thought he saw something in the shadows that had caught his eye. There was another statue that had been in the previous room, a lion that was in robes that looked like an academic, and as he turned around he gasped as he saw him again... except without the stone clothing. If it hadn't been for the spectacles he would have thought it was a completely different statue, though what was the real concern was the fact that he at the entranceway to the warrior's garden and had an erection.

This was getting very strange; the fox thought as he turned back around to the empty pedestal once more. Statues were moving around, changing to become naked... and though he swore he was going the way to the back entrance, he found himself completely disoriented. Suddenly the sound of shuffling feet caused him to look back and nearly fall backwards in shock.

The lion statue had moved much closer to him.

It was like something out of a horror movie, though one which had an intensely muscular body and thick cock pointed straight at him. Despite that there was an almost predatory look on the face of the otherwise regal creature, a look of lust in those blank eyes that was directed right at his body. It was at that point he also noticed that his pile of clothing and phone were at the feet of the feline where he had dropped them. At the moment though there was no way that he was going near that statue, even if it was staying perfectly still.

"Gotchya."

As Ricter heard the word whispered in his ear he suddenly felt something wrap around his waist and hoist him off of his feet. The fox let out a yelp as he managed to twist his body around enough to see who had grabbed him, seeing the smirk of the leopard statue that had been hiding this entire time. "What the hmmmph!" The fox suddenly found his words get cut short as those cool marble fingers pressed over his muzzle, keeping it shut as they immediately began to harden once more over his vulpine snout.

"Nice assist," the leopard warrior said, Ricter's eyes widening slightly as he heard that voice once more while the lion gave the other stone feline a thumbs up. It was not what he had expected to come out of a statue that looked the way he did, a very smooth and seductive tone yet not too deep, and it was enough that it caused the fox to stop squirming while the statue looked down at him. "Now, let's see what the cat dragged in..."

Ricter once more found himself back on solid ground, the creature behind him releasing his muzzle that he rubbed slightly as he spun around to face his captor. It was the same leopard statue... but this time he was not only erect but was actually moving around like a normal feline. "What... what's going on?" Ricter asked, his gaze going from the shiny creature to himself, his hands running through his still damp fur. "Did I die in that fountain or something?"

"I assure you that you aren't dead," the leopard chuckled. "Some may say this is heaven, depending on your proclivities. I couldn't help but notice that you got a little handsy with me earlier and thought I would return the favor, with a little added gusto."

As both felines laughed Ricter found himself blushing slightly, and in his distracted state he didn't notice that he was once more being snuck upon. This time it was the lion that had surprised him, the bigger creature getting behind him and pressing his hands against his hips. "So... what are you?" Ricter asked while glancing between the two of them.. "And could I get dressed?"

"We're servants of the one known as Master Kirdos," the leopard warrior stated. "My name is Arrow, the one behind you is Tome. As for your getting dressed I would have to ask, with what clothing?"

Ricter turned to the pile of clothing that he had left on the ground, only to gasp as he saw that there was nothing there. Even his phone, the reason he had broken into this place in the first place, had completely disappeared without a trace as he went back to Arrow. "I... did have clothing," Ricter replied, though he could see from the way the two felines looked at him that they would be in no hurry to hunt down his outfit. "So I have to walk out of here naked?"

"Who said you were walking out of here?" Tome asked, the fox's eyes widening as Arrow let out a sinister laugh.

"You've trespassed on our territory and groped me," Arrow replied with a smirk. "Now as I said it's my turn to return the favor. However the night is long and I'm interested in giving you a sporting chance; if you can find your way out of this place before I catch up to you then you can leave, however if I catch you then you are ours."

"Ours?" Ricter asked.

"What, you think we're the only statues around here?" Tome smirked.

"Enough chatting," Arrow interjected. "I'll give you a two minute head start before I try and catch you."

"What happens if you catch me?" Ricter asked.

As Arrow leaned in Ricter thought he was about to whisper into his ear, only for the leopard to grab him by the back of his head and plant a big kiss on his vulpine muzzle. The meeting of their lips had taken the fox by surprise and as he felt that tongue slip into his own maw it was surprisingly soft despite looking like it was made out of stone. It was unnaturally firm though like the rest of his body that was slowly pressing up against him, though as the leopard continued to explore the insides of his mouth he could feel his muzzle starting to tingle. It was like his jaws were starting to stiffen and by the time Arrow pulled back he couldn't move his own tongue at all.

"That's what will happen if we catch you," Arrow commented as Ricter tried to move his muzzle even more, only as his teeth and inner maw turned to stone it froze his mouth while it was half-open. "Now go on, I may have just petrified your mouth but that doesn't mean that rest of you might not follow suit."

Ricter wanted to say something but with his mouth completely turned to stone there was nothing that he could do to get the words out, which meant that the only thing he could do was play the game that the warrior leopard statue wanted. Even as he began to run though he could feel a stiffness in his joints that hadn't been there before, his footfalls heavy and his movements slightly more sluggish then he was used to. The kiss had done much more than just demonstrate his power, though he was still able to move as he streaked naked through the park. When Ricter looked back after getting towards the main central area of the statue park he looked back and found that the leopard and lion had both disappeared from view.

It couldn't have been two minutes already, Ricter thought as he continued to look around. He tried to figure out at this point which way he had to go; part of him thought about trying to head to the front gate where he would be pointed to the exit by signs, the other part thought about attempting to retrace his steps to get through the open back gate. With the seconds ticking down and his body starting to get slightly harder to move he knew that he couldn't afford to stay still. He finally decided to try for the back gate, especially since there were quite a few more statues near the front gate and he didn't know how many friends Arrow would have helping him.

But as he was about to get through one of the inner gates towards the main building he froze. It felt like a shadow had just passed over him and as he looked around he half expected to see the stone leopard hovering above him. He didn't see anything there however and when he looked around he was still alone... at least for the moment. At this point as he got near the building he knew that he had to be getting close to the back exit, but as a mist started to form around him it was getting hard to remember where he had been.

It also didn't help that the petrification that had been spreading over his face had more than just the stone, feeling his cock twitch just from the sensation that was coming from his face. The fox could also see that the tips of his fingers and toes were also starting to turn grey as he staggered his way towards one of the doors. It was starting to get hard to concentrate on anything other then his throbbing maleness as it started to get hard, not only in arousal but also from the bit of grey that was at the tip. Even with his petrification progressing he did see that the light from the house was illuminating a familiar corridor, one that he was certain would lead to the back gate and his freedom.

But as his feet dragged slightly against the grass to get there the light was suddenly blocked, a shadow looming over him that caused the vulpine to freeze. He had been caught... but as he turned around and looked up he found that it wasn't the leopard that had caught him. "Well, what do we have here?" the creature asked, the fox's eyes widening when he saw a rubber drake standing there with his muscular body and thick cock glinting in the light. "A trespasser... and one that has already felt the touch of our kind."

With his mouth frozen there was nothing Ricter could do in order to speak, though as he watched the creature stretch his wings and float down towards him the drake somehow continued to show off his impressive physique. "Ah, got a bit of the lock jaw," the drake said with a smirk on his muzzle. "As well as a few other places."

Ricter wasn't sure what that meant until he tried to take a step back and found that his feet not only failed to lift up but were starting to sink into the ground. He had waited a little too long it seemed... and whether this was the intention of Arrow or not he wasn't going anywhere as his hands felt equally heavy. "Now, I'm guessing that one of those hunter cat statues got a hold of you considering how much you were running around like a chicken with your head cut off," the drake said as he gestured with one of his wing arms. "But I could certainly help... soften you up, of course if you want it you're going to need to be a little more articulate and I have just the thing to loosen those lips of yours."

As the drake moved forward Ricter could see that at some point during their conversation that the rubber creature had gotten completely erect, his cock pointed straight at him as he pointed down towards the ground. The creature introduced himself as Kraven and said that the rubber would counteract the petrification, but only if he hurried. Though it was a similar situation to what he had with the statue it would mean that he could escape since the drake made no such conditions for his capture. Looked like he would just be giving a blowjob, and with his mouth frozen open in the first place it would at least make things easy as he dropped to his knees.

The second his hands pressed against the ground he found his fingers sinking into the earth just like his feet had, which had essentially put him on his hands and knees in the perfect position. With his hands and feet completely immobilized there was no way that Ricter could even move, much less maneuver himself anywhere as the drake put his rubber wings agianst the shoulders and back of the partially petrified fox. "I have to say that I enjoy this," the rubber drake said with a chuckle as he slowly dragged the tip around his stone lips, causing him to shudder in pleasure from the contact. "Gonna remember to make sure that the statue boys do this to all their potential toys."

Ricter found himself shuddering at being spoken like that, the synthetic creature not even really talking to him as though he was some sort of object. In retrospect that was starting to become more and more accurate as he could feel the petrification quickly spreading its way up past his knees and elbows. It appeared that his stopping had caused his transformation to speed up, and with the drake merely teasing him the fox wasn't sure whether this would even help him or not. At this point though even if he wanted to back out there was no way for him to say it, though as he was able to look up he swore he saw the drake wink at him like he had heard that thought.

But any attempts to figure out what that meant were quickly pushed aside by the tip of the drake's rubber cock sliding into his stone mouth. Almost immediately he could feel several inches being shoved into him all at once, and with his mouth being made of stone there was no need for him to adjust. In fact he could feel the somewhat squishy member being compressed while sliding inside of him and the deeper it went the more he realized that the petrification was not just on the surface. He quickly figured out that his stony skin had spread deep inside of him, which made it all the more easier for that cock to slip down into his throat where he found his muscles were still capable of squeezing...

"Malrici!"

Since the fox was unable to move his neck much, mostly because of the drake's cock inside his throat as well as the stiffness cascading down to his shoulders. The rubber wing arms of the drake were actually reflective enough however that he could see what was going on behind him, Ricter shocked to see that Arrow was standing there with his hands on his hips. "Oh, fancy seeing you here," Malrici said with a sheepish grin. "What brings you to this place?"

"Really?" Arrow replied as he crossed his arms over his chest. "You're poaching here, in my master's domain?"

"Just because it's a statue park doesn't just make it your domain exclusively," Malrici replied, still thrusting his hips into the fox and stuffing his vulpine muzzle full of cock. The funny thing was that Ricter could feel the rubber actually starting to affect him, feeling his jaws starting to stretch out a little wider while he was practically getting hilted. "Plus you know that Master Renzyl has done statues before, just because they're in your sphere of influence doesn't mean they're exclusive."

"That's not the point and you know it!" Arrow stated, walking up behind Ricter and putting a hand on his stone rump, which would had caused a shiver to go down his spine if it hadn't been petrified as well. "All that time luring him in, tantalizing him, and then having the chase only for you to literally swoop in and take him!?"

Though Ricter was starting to feel his mouth and tongue moving again there was still no way that he would even be able to move it with the drake's cock in his mouth. "Well then, if you really think that strongly about it then perhaps we can come to some sort of amicable arrangement," Malrici replied, pushing his hips forward so that he was completely hilted in the fox's maw. "Perhaps we could talk about sharing?"

"You take my prey and then want to share?" Arrow replied, the wing arm of the wyvern merely gesturing down towards the fact that his cock was pushing out the throat of the fox while the rubber also started to coat his muzzle. That was enough to cause the leopard to huff and shake his head. "I suppose... but we're going to need to talk to our masters about creating a hybrid."

"Still?" Malrici replied. "I thought that was over with the war."

"They still like to know," Arrow said before shifting his position, this time looking right into Ricter's eyes as the frown on his face turned into a small smirk. "Lucky you, getting to meet those that we call master. Looks like you get to win the grand prize."

Ricter wasn't sure what that meant, only to suddenly see Malrici staring down at him with a grin of his own before his wing arms completely enveloped him...

When Ricter was able to see again he found himself standing on the beach, though it was more like kneeling as he found his entire body had become completely petrified. The fox couldn't even look down at himself anymore and not only did his entire form become stone it was also comvered in something else. With nothing that he could do he waited, feeling a blush on his cheeks when he could hear the sound of others whistling in appreciation of his form. Was he out in the middle of public... the only thing he knew for certain was that Malrici and Arrow were not present there as the waves began to lap up against his arms and cause him to sink deeper into the sand.

If he had the capacity to the fox would have started to sweat as his head was slowly being pointed more and more down towards the water. "Relax," a voice said, Ricter not identifying it as he felt a hand press against his back. "While your new friends might have left you in a bit of a predicament I promise you that we wouldn't leave like that... unless you would enjoy it." As Ricter found himself wondering who would enjoy that he heard a chuckle and felt a pat on his head. "You would be surprised, but for the moment, why don't we clear this up so you can talk to us face-to-face."

In the next moment Ricter immediately began to feel movement returning to his limbs, the rubber melting off of his form while his body went from stone to flesh. As he felt the strength return to his limbs he attempted to push himself up, only to fall face-first into the surf just as one of the waves came up over him. "First-time restoration from being petrified can take some getting used to," another voice said, this one different than the first with a lighter tone as Ricter felt two sets of hands lift him up while he sputtered out the water. "It seems that Malrici and Arrow had left you in quite the predicament."

"I... suppose so," Ricter said as he was turned around, his eyes widening as he saw the two that had saved him. The first was a rubber dragon with glowing red eyes and a heavily muscled build, the other was a lean obsidian leopard-tiger hybrid with glowing golden eyes. "Whoa... you must be..."

"I am Renzyl," the rubber dragon introduced before gesturing to the feline next to him. "This is my fellow nexus lord Kirdos. We're here because we have a few of our minions that are wishing to share you between them, and considering the state you were in they had already gotten a bit started on you."

Ricter felt himself blush a bit at that, and even more so when he looked down to see if any of him was stone or rubber to realize he was naked. When he looked at the two that were flanking him though they were also naked... somewhat, a smooth expanse where their groins used to be. At the moment thought the fox was more concerned with where he was and looked around to see that he was on more than just a beach. It looked like he had landed on some sort of beachside resort, and as he walked with the two he could see that there were others just like the ones he had already met.

The two continued to escort the fox towards the large building that was on the peninsula, and as Ricter was invited inside he found his earlier observations that this was a resort were confirmed. The large lobby had a number of strange creatures occupying it, and though they weren't all rubber or statues like the two he had originally encountered they all gave the two that he was with respectful gestures. They were certainly creatures that had an aura of dominance about them that would deserve such a reaction, though the longer that he walked with them the more confortable he got. The initial trepidation he had felt at being petrified and left naked on a beach disappeared almost completely as he was brought to an elevator.

"What's this you have here?" Another voice spoke up, the three heads turning to see a black-furred vulpine covered in vines sauntering towards them. "A fox?"

"Save it Yavini," Kirdos already replied, Renzyl chuckling as the one they called Yavini frowned slightly. "We already have two minions fighting over this one, no way you're getting into the mix."

"Awww, but he's part of my domain too," Yavini replied.

"Not for long," Renzyl stated simply, Ricter looking up at the rubber dragon to see those bright red eyes give him a wink.

Yavini just sighed and rolled his own vibrant green eyes before letting the two take the fox into the elevator, the doors closing and the two rising up quickly through the hotel. Since the two nexus lords were remaining rather tight-lipped about what was going to happen next Ricter decided to look out the glass elevator door instead. The place was beautiful... though what was strange was aside from the seaside town and the resort there was really nothing else out there. When he asked the two about that Renzyl explained that he was no longer within the traditional dimensional realms and instead was in a space between them, or rather what would be considered the bottom of the realm that everything lost eventually ends up in.

Though it did make sense in a way Ricter once more found his head spinning slightly at all the new information he was being introduced to. This was an entirely different world that he was in and his naked body was still getting acclimated to it as the elevator eventually came to a stop. When the doors opened he found himself being led into another section of the resort that had a tropical feel to it, the floor being mostly open with a bar taking up most of the middle space. At the moment there was only a few people around and Kirdos was the one to explain that this was for those that were higher rank in their nexus realm.

There were two creatures that Ricter recognized, the warrior leopard and latex wyvern hopping off the bar stools they had been sitting on and moved over towards their respective nexus creatures. "Well, we found him," Kirdos said as Arrow bowed in front of him, Ricter seeing a flush of embarrassment on the stone feline's face. "You're lucky we could sense him when we did, otherwise you'd be digging in the sand to pull him out."

"Apologies master Kirdos," Arrow replied quickly. "Malrici and I were both concentrating at the same time and seemed to have gotten our wires crossed. You can see though why we wanted to bring him to you, all things considered."

Ricter quickly realized that they were talking about him and suddenly felt the attention of the two nexus lords back on him. "Yes... there are some unusual proclivities, but they can certainly be addressed off-realm," Kirdos said, Renzyl nodding in agreement. "But as for your first request I think we can certainly accommodate, in fact we have just the creature that the two of us can share. We're going to take this one to my private studio in order to get him properly remolded."

"Hey, wait a second," Ricter said, finally finding his voice as he looked between the two. "Don't I get a say in this?"

"Why, do you want one?" Renzyl said as he leaned in so that he was face to face with Ricter, the fox blushing intensely at the question while looking away from the dragon. "That's what I thought."

Once more Ricter wasn't sure what to say as the two nexus lords went back to talking to their minions about what they were going to do with the fox. Instead of having him be involved Renzyl decided to dismiss him instead, the vulpine suddenly finding himself with a token that allowed him into the nearby entertainment area of the upper resort. Though the four seemed to be talking specifically about his fate it was clear they didn't want him to get involved, especially as the rubber dragon gave him a little pat on the rear to usher him off. It was a surprisingly gentle and friendly interaction that caused Ricter to yelp and blush slightly before going off into the arcade area.

With this being the area for the higher-level minions the arcade was busy but wasn't crowded like the floors below. The ones that were around here also continued to give the fox a hungry look, like they knew exactly the reason he was there. Considering most of the creatures were of some sort of synthetic nature it almost made him feel out of place as he took the card given to him so he could try to find a few games. As he looked around for something fun to play, his hand reached back and scratched the red fur of his rear, though had he done it to the other side, he would have felt the rubber handprint that was slowly assimilating the fur and tendrils outwards.

As the minutes passed however Ricter started to feel more comfortable around the others, especially since they were all naked like he was. Though a few attempted to get close none of them really approached and it made the fox wonder if they knew that his fate was being decided by the two nexus lords. He was starting to feel aroused however and the games that he was playing weren't helping as quite a few had very suggestive undertones with some being outright porn games. To the others though this felt very casual with some stroking each other or making out next to one of the machines.

Despite his best efforts Ricter eventually found himself getting an erection, but just like with being naked it was so common around the area that he quickly got over it. There were more eyes that were starting to glance over his way and as Ricter played a fighting game he started to hunch over slightly more. Up until that point the screens and games had been holding his attention enough to keep the rubber spreading on his butt from being noticed, but as a tentacle began to form that started to push between his cheeks it finally broke the illusion of normalcy. Though Ricter had been concentrating on being the level the feeling of something pressing against his pucker had caused him to let out a slight gasp.

Just as he was about to stand upright again the rubber tentacle pushed inside, causing him to let out another yelp as it managed to spread apart his inner walls. The second his hole had been stretched the fox braced himself for the pain that would have come from such an insertion, but the only thing he felt was pleasure as he leaned back against the game once more. He could hear the snickers of several that were nearby who could see it happening, and with the subterfuge given up the shiny black rubber spread quickly over his butt while shifting to a cherry red coloration. As Ricter began to pant from the stimulation his hips began to get pushed forward by the tentacle, though as it pulled all the way out of his butt and stretched the latex, those watching could see it morphing into a phallic and draconic shape before plunging back in.

With the rubber spreading out over his rear it was causing waves of pleasure, but he also felt something else as it spread out over his hips. The areas where the latex covered felt like he was being caressed or that someone was holding him in that spot. Even though he couldn't see anyone behind him, the other patrons of the arcade keeping their distance while still enjoying the show, it definitely felt like someone was holding him there. It was combined with the sensation of the thick rubber cock that was pushing deeper into his depths and as his stomach bulged from the insertion he began to sense that it was Renzyl.

Given the power that he wielded it made sense to the fox that the rubber dragon would have the potential to have sex with him without even being in the room. It was getting increasingly hard to focus though as the tip of the cock began to expertly rub against his prostate right as the bright red rubber pooled around the base of his cock. He had already been erect before but as his hips bucked down and he felt his shaft bobbing it was starting to feel like he was getting hard all over again. A loud groaned escaped from his muzzle as the rubber that was spreading down his cock had caused it to look bigger, but as the shiny material flowed down his shaft he could feel something happening to it.

The loud groan that came from the fox caused even those that had been playing on other games to look at him as hips began to swell, the flesh being actually warped and altered underneath the shiny substance. It wasn't just his waist either as he leaned forward when his tail base grew thicker and when the rubber wrapped around it just like it had with his cock. Ricter's eyes were practically rolling back in his head as he finally managed to push away from the game cabinet that he had been leaning against the entire time. With more of his fur turning to rubber and the muscles swelling it was a little more awkward to move, but with is ability to move back he began to stagger forward even with his stomach visibly bulging from how deep the phallic rubber tentacle was inside of him.

Once more Ricter found that other then the leering looks and occasional lustful call none of the other minions intervened with what was happening to him. Some looked like they were about to approach but quickly stopped and kept their distance as the bright red rubber started to travel up his abs. It was clear to the fox that they knew what was happening to him and who was involved as a second pair joined the pair of ghost hands anchored to his hips, this set pressing up against his chest while the rubber covered it. At first he thought that it was just to stimulate him further, but as it got to his somewhat flat stomach his breathing became even deeper when the vulcanized flesh was pushed out.

This second pair of hands was sculpting him, Ricter realized, creating a set of washboard abs that would be any professional athelete's dream as he had to brace himself once more. As he watched in shock and awe the rubber was reformed and morphed while more mass was pumped into him, not only affecting his stomach and hips but was also starting to flow into his thighs to balloon them out. As he stood there while trying to compose himself again he heard several minions grin at him and mention that Kirdos always did great work, also lamenting that they could touch his cock that was jutting straight out into the air. From the information he had just gleaned he found that Renzyl was not the only one that could remotely manipulate him as one hand went to stroke down his heavy tail while the other moved further up his chest.

Could they see the ghostly hands that were doing this to him, Ricter wondered as he once more started to stagger forward only to be brought down on all fours from a sure of pleasure. The cock inside him pushed hard and as he shuddered in pure bliss the rubber coating his body had bgun to spread like wildfire over his form. Every pump from the thick shaft caused his body to grow bigger, his spine stretching and his legs lengthening while his body continued to fill out. Even though the red outside of his body had just started to slide underneath his chest he could feel something begin to drool out of his muzzle while his mouth opened wide from panting.

With the initial powerful cascade of pleasure subsiding Ricter was able to move once again, and though it felt a lot like when he was in that statue park he still had full flexibilty as he brought his fingers to his face. Even though he knew what the substance leaking past his lips was he pressed his fingertips to the liquid and pulled it back to find a shiny red. Liquid latex... but as he watched in shock as the rubbery substance immediately began to spread and form claws he once more got a heavy thrust into him that caused him to gasp. While the second pair of hands stretched his chest into a pair of flat but well-defined pectorals his open mouth could feel the rubber quickly reform around his muzzle, morphing into a different shape that had a barbed rubber cock get shaped inside of it.

Ricter gasped in shock at seeing the somewhat draconic rubber muzzle form in front of him, but as he felt one ghostly hand press against his cheek the other had grabbed onto it and pushed down onto his face. The vulpine's eyes shot open as the thick phallus immediately pushed all the way into his maw and even managed to slide down his throat in one slide. While he had braced himself for his gag reflex to kick in there was nothing but pleasure that happened, and with the sensitivity of his throat he could only imagine that the rubber which had created the muzzle affixed to his own had also assimilated his insides completely. It was a good thing considering he could feel his neck bulging out from the cock inside it just like his stomach as the shiny red liquid immediately started to spread over his face.

For a few moments Ricter couldn't see anything, locking in the pleasure of the two animated dildos inside of him, but as his vision cleared he found he was in front of some sort of karaoke stage that showed who was singing. At the moment though the only thing it showed was his own body, seeing the tendrils of rubber still spreading over him while his body was being shifted back and forth from the spectral thrusting inside of him. The pleasure was suffusing his mind so intensely it was hard for him to believe that it was even him, especially as he saw a pair of horns growing out of his head while his ears shifted in position. But once more it wasn't just the rubber molding around his body, as he let out a muffled grunt he could feel his face warping and shifting between the synthetic muzzle and the cock inside that his tongue had begun to coil instinctively around.

With seeing himself in his partially transformed state it gave Ricter enough sense of self to stand up, though he had to pause with every deep thrust in his tailhole that continued to push out his stomach. When he saw himself in the video screen he found the undseen hands were continuing to shape his body, his back arching in euphoria as his pecs finished being defined and his shoulders grew in size and strength. Even though he was transforming into some sort of monstrous creature he couldn't help but flex his arm, which caused those that were watching to snicker at the former fox getting into himself. As he continued to look at himself he saw that his tail had changed significantly too, the thick reptilian appendage swaying in the air as another surge of pleasure interrupted his thoughts.

The sudden reminder of how drastic his body had changed had caused Ricter to hoist himself back up, feeling the strength in his muscular body as he saw his clawed hands grab onto the nearby pole. As he steadied himself he happened to look down just in time to see that the last of his red fur was being covered by similar rubber, groaning loudly as he could see his toes start to merge together while the tendrils wrapped around him. With the transformation nearing completion he was also reaching his climax and in an act to not fall to his knees stroking himself in front of the others he made his way to a balcony.

As soon as Ricter felt the fresh air against his new skin he let out a muffled grunt and did exactly that, one of his thickly clawed rubber hands pressed against the marble floor as he could feel those second pair of hands doing something to his back. His muffled grunts and growls became more clear as the dildos began to hollow out inside of him, his stomach deflating to show just his washboard abs on his otherwise lean frame. In the light of the moon above he could see his body glinting from his new rubber skin as he stroked himself furiously while he leaned there. With the rubber gags disappearing it allowed his new long latex tongue to flop out past his lips while he finally reached the climax that had been teased for so long.

The reverberating cries of the new rubber creature as he finally reached his orgasm were heard by those approaching him. "Looks like our new gargoyle here is enjoying himself," Arrow said as he and Malrici made their way out around the panting rubber creature. "Leave it Master Kirdos to sculpt a perfect subby gargoyle that still looks strong and powerful."

"Don't forget Renzyl's contribution to him," Malrici was quick to correct as they helped the panting gargoyle onto his new draconic feet. "Ohhh, he's really out of it. Do you think we should put him on his hands and knees so we have a chance to have our own fun like our masters had?"

"Actually I have a different idea that was given to me," Arrow replied, Ricter watching as the stone leopard leaned in and whispered something to the rubber wyvern's ear.

"Ohhh... wait, are you sure that'll be fine?" Malrici asked, the two still holding up Ricter as he came back to his senses.

"Master Kirdos says its fine as long as we don't do it in their actual realms," Arrow said before he turned to Ricter with a big grin on his muzzle. "I have one more alteration to make on your form. Of course with the sun starting to rise we also have to accommodate your new nature, something Malrici is gracious enough to join us on."

With Ricter still in the throes of pleasure despite having orgasmed he was having trouble understanding what they were talking about, but it appeared that the two weren't concerned about that as they picked him up. Despite his new stature and physique the two were able to pick him up rather easily. They brought him over to a pedestal that was big enough for the three of them to get on, and as Ricter remained in the grasp of hte two he found themselves right on the edge of a rather steep drop. There was no fear in this though, for Ricter it felt quite natural actually as he could see the first rays of dawn start to peek over the horizon.

Wait... had it been night when he had first come here? It was getting hard to think for the transformed creature as the rubber gargoyle could feel the other two rubbing against his lithe, athletic form, and that wasn't the only thing as he felt his joints start to stiffen. It was a process that was similar to what he remembered happening to him in the park, except this time it felt like it was happening from within instead of being petrified from external sources. He was a gargoyle after all, or that was the thoughts that he had found running through his head as Malrici came up behind him.

The two began to rub their hands over his body to explore his new form sculpted for him by Master Kirdos, his head once more arching back and pressing against the chest of the rubber wyvern. The pleasure was greater than when he was touching himself as the stone leopard stood in front of him, the hands slowly moving down his body while the rubber creature behind him continued to squeeze his chest. The tip of the wyvern's cock was already starting to press between his cheeks as the wing arms continued to press against his sides. Ricter began to huff loudly from the stimulation and as he noticed the shiny red of his body starting to shift in hue the leopard finally got down to his knees.

The previous orgasm that the rubber gargoyle had completely been reset and as Ricter watched he could see the leopard smirking up at him while his fingers brushed against the rubber member. The feeling of stone on his synthetic shaft caused him to tremble and as he tried to move his big feet to shift position he found that the wyvern had actually suctioned his wing membranes to his side. Malrici had essentially restrained him, though that sluggishness in his body was intensifying as he could see his rubbery skin start turning to stone. Though the red hue remained the shine of rubber shifted slightly to that of polished stone while the leopard slowly began to lick his cock.

As the lips of the living statue pressed around the tip and his supple stone tongue coiled around it Ricter managed to buck his hips forward, and as he did the wyvern behind him took advantage of it to have his cock slide down. Whether it was by luck or there was some prehensile nature in that thick shaft Ricter suddenly felt the tip press against his pucker, and when Arrow pushed his head forward to drive the gargoyle into his maw and throat it pushed him back. Ricter's breath caught in his throat and his back arched as he received a tidal wave of pleasure that came from being impaled from behind while seeing Arrow's throat bulging out from him.

It was so intense that Ricter almost missed the fact that he was becoming more petrified by the second, watching his washboard abs becoming stone while his tail was frozen in an upright position. Malrici whispered into his ear that he was becoming a magnificant jasper gargoyle as he began to slowly pump into the other man. There was no way for him to respond as his face and throat had been frozen in place, his neck keeping him fixated on what the leopard was doing to him as the living statue began to slide up and down his cock in earnest. As Arrow continued to suck him off though he could feel something happening to his groin, but when he attempted to grab onto the head of the leopard his fingers turned to stone a few inches away from the smirking feline.

Soon Ricter's hips were no longer able to move as the petrification of his hips had finally made it so he couldn't thrust back and forth, though the wyvern and leopard were more than keen to make up for the movement. Though Malrici was thrusting in deep and pummeling his prostate it was actually Arrow that had gotten the gargoyle's attention, watching in shock as the pleasurable sensations in his groin was growing stronger by the second. Each time the stone leopard pushed his lips down the shaft of his cock it took less time for it to reach the tip, and it was quickly becoming apparent of the last change that they were going to make for him.

With his hands and feet completely petrified along with his hips and head there was little that Ricter could do to stop this process. Just like with the ethereal nexus lords his body was putty in the paws of the two men, though they both seemed to be fixated in only one particular aspect of his body. His frozen eyes merely remained transfixed as Arrow went from sucking on his cock to licking on it, mostly because it had become too small for him to keep in his mouth. At some point his balls had also disappeared, and while he wasn't sure when that happened he semi-petrified body trembled where he still good as his groin continued to get reshaped by the creature kneeling there.

Ricter's eyes were frozen open by this point and with the petrification already reaching down towards his back muscles he was forced to watch his maleness disappear. The leopard looked up at him and gave him a wink before pushing his muzzle directly onto his groin. Once more the jasper stone was reshaped and molded by the maw of the feline while continuing to pleasure him. Even the wyvern had slowed his thrusts into his rock-hard rear so that he could fully feel what was happening to his groin. Arrow continued to stare up at him and once his muzzle pushes away for a second Ricter let out a silent gasp when he thought that the feline had somehow merged his cock with his groin... only to see something else there.

Before Ricter could even comprehend what had just happened to him the leopard pushed further, this time plunging his tongue into the newly sculpted pussy that was nestled between his legs. The stony folds were surprisingly sensitive and the feline knew how to stimulate him, pushing up into his inner walls that were squeezing against the appendage slithering inside of him. By this point most of the gargoyle's body had been turned to solid jasper, the red stone glinting in the light as the synthetic skin of the rubber wyvern felt suctioned against his wings and back. When Ricter continued to feel his new pussy get eaten out he found in the throes of pleasure that Malrici hadn't been moving at all, and though he couldn't move his head he could sense that the wyvern had shared the same fate as him.

Arrow seemed to sense his thought and pulled back, another mental gasp coming from the gargoyle as that tongue pleasuring his insides was pulled out of his pussy. "Wouldn't make sense to only have two statues and a rubber creature on this pedestal," Arrow explained as he slowly slid up the jasper gargoyle's body, this time the stone sliding against stone causing a different sensation of lust between the living statues. "I know you can't see him, but you have a lovely obsidian wyvern behind you. Now... something I've been wanting to do since I first laid my eyes on you."

The stone leopard was purring, the vibrations rumbling through Ricter's petrified body as he continued to grope and massage the gargoyle in front of him. With the way that Malrici had angled himself, which he could still feel the new wyvern statue's cock throbbing inside of him despite the rest of his body being rock solid, it allowed for his hips to be angled to give Arrow easy access between his legs. Despite being completely frozen the feline had the ability to manipulate the pose of either one of them, though at the moment he just adjusted Ricter's legs to expose his pussy even more.

With Ricter's tailhole already stuffed full he normally was stretched to the limit, but with a new hole came a new experience as Arrow slid up against his body and kissed him on his new snout. It was strange how passionate the leopard was in making out with someone who couldn't move at all, but he could feel the feline's lust building with every second. He could already feel the shaft of the leopard's cock throbbing against his stomach briefly before shifting his position further down. Even with his body completely still it felt like a shiver went through it when the tip of that stone cock rubbed against his new clit, which would have caused him to practically jump if he wasn't an actual statue.

"Ohhh, I could feel how sensitive you are down there," Arrow stated as he pressed his hands against the chest of the gargoyle. "This is going to be so much fun being locked in with you, especially since our masters can control the time of day." If he had the capability to swallow hard he would have at the sultry words that the statue said, though it was quickly overshadowed by the feeling of Arrow's cock starting to slide inside of his pussy. If he had any capacity to move the sensation of having a second cock pushing inside of him would have caused him to squirm, which being so close to the edge of a balcony would have caused them all to tumble.

One of the advantages of being a statue, Ricter managed to think even with the waves of pleasure eroding away all his other thoughts. With the other two statues bracing the third it allowed Arrow to push in quick, the walls of the gargoyle's pussy yielding easily to the leopard. Arrow's face became highlighted in pure passion as the walls of the new sex of the gargoyle pressed against his invading shaft while Ricter could feel every inch. It was a hundred times better then the statue's tongue and it was clear how eager the feline was with how deep he was pushing himself in.

Though Malrici was completely frozen behind him Ricter could still feel his cock shifting and throbbing inside of his tailhole, which combined with the other one inside his perfectly sculpted vagina made it hard for him to even think straight. He had already been drowning in pleasure just from the two teasing and groping him and with this new sensation being added to the mix it quickly riled him up to his first female orgasm. Out of the corner of his eye he could see that there were quite a few that were watching the show as Arrow started to get into a rhythm with his hips, pumping his cock in and out of Ricter's snatch as their stone bodies rubbed together and clacked slightly.

Ricter was so inebriated with desire that he wasn't sure how long Arrow pumped into him like that, just that his frozen body was still vibrating from the sheer euphoria that came with his first female orgasm. His inner walls were the only thing not petrified as they practically spasmed against the cock that was inside him, and as the stone leopard pressed against him to hilt inside his pussy his face was frozen in a look of climax as well. When it stayed that way along with the rest of his body Ricter realized that Arrow had just petrified himself as well, keeping the gargoyle sandwiched between the two of them. The feline's body also felt rather heavy against his own and wondered if they completely turn to stone when they freeze like that, which made him thankful that he was in the same boat while somehow feeling another orgasm starting to build inside of his holes.

While the jasper gargoyle wasn't sure how that was even possible those thoughts were melting away along with every other one, leaving him with a hollow mind that echoed only the blissful sensations being fed to him. As he settled into his locked state with the two Ricter could feel the thoughts of the others that he was joined with and together the three not only felt the pleasure of their bodies pressing against one another but also the admiration of those that had gathered on the balcony. It was almost as satisfying as the cocks inside him as the jasper gargoyle found himself able to see more than just through his eyes, like his vision had expanded so that he could see everything around him.

It was the first time that he had gotten to see Malrici in his petrified state, the vyvern shining even more brightly in the light of the sun that had come over the horizon. As Arrow had told him the one with his cock inside the gargoyle's tailhole had turned to obsidian with his wings outstretched, framing them with their semi-translucent membranes like windows. That didn't stop anyone who wanted to see the three from seeing them right at the point of orgasm, at least for Arrow as people filtered in and out to see the display on the balcony. It didn't matter to the three of them though as they were more than happy to remain like that and have everyone stare at them.

Ricter continued to remain like that in the throes of pleasure, remaining frozen with the other two while his mind remained melted. It wasn't until things started to darken around them that the jasper gargoyle started to feel himself getting feeling into his limbs. The first thing he felt softening was the area around his groin, the stone around his pussy and tailhole becoming flesh first. Except it wasn't flesh, and with Ricter's heard still frozen downward he was able to watch as the jasper stone turned to rubber around the two shafts inside of him.

As the gargoyle became more animate he could feel the other two starting to shift about as well, and as Ricter finally was able to shift his head about he turned towards the inner section of the balcony. He saw that while most of the crowd had wandered off into other parts of the resort there were two that had stayed behind in order to welcome them back. Both Master Kirdos and Master Renzyl were there watching as the three pulled apart from one another, all of them groaning as Arrow and Malrici carefully extracted themselves from Ricter's body while making sure not to also fall off of the balcony.

"Looks like you three certainly had quite a bit of fun," Renzyl said, Ricter finding himself blushing a bit as the rubber swept through his otherwise stony features and allowed him to move once more. "While we could have kept you in that state for longer we felt that it was important to have the sun set on your first day and to see how you were adjusting. I was already thinking that you might be ready for one of Kirdos' museums with the way that you were posing."

"I suppose I had a really good teacher," Ricter replied as Arrow gave him a wink. "So what do we do now?"

"That depends on you," Kirdos responded. "It's clear that our two minions want to keep you in their clutches, and you do make a fine jasper gargogyle if I do say so myself. You can go with them and enjoy what they have to offer, or we can turn you back into your normal body and deposit you back outside the statue garden with all your faculties... save for the memory of us and this place.

Ricter was slightly surprised himself that he hadn't even been thinking about the possibility of transforming back into a fox, which in his mind sort of gave him his answer already. He could still feel the other two around him pawing at his body as a means to manipulate his answer even though he had already made it. A rubber gargyole by night and a stone gargoyle by day...

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As the sun rose over the lake the statue park opened once more, those that made their way to unlock the gates and check the grounds none the wiser of what had happened that night. There was someone that had found an errant phone but the worker merely took it and brought it to the lost and found box that was in the middle of the small concession stand and gift shop. With nothing else out of place the park opened once more to the small crowd that waited to use the opportunity to get in a daily walk. There were one or two tourists in that first hour that were mildly interested in the artwork that was on display in the rather natural setting, but most were regulars that used the space as the means to get some exercise.

One of those people was Aaron; the otter lived less than a block away from the park and used the place as a means to get away from his chaotic household, the calm and peace of the park a stark contract from the noisy environment. He had been living there for years after he had gotten home from college and had been looking for a change of pace, sighing slightly as the unmoving statues felt like his life. That's what he got for choosing an art degree, Aaron thought somewhat bitterly as he passed by a more secluded part of the park before he did a double take.

"You're new," Aaron said as he looked at the jasper gargoyle. "I don't remember any of this from yesterday..." As the otter continued to look around he found that the entire area was separate from the rest of the garden, something that was right off the path of his usual walking route that made the new addition as clear as day. The more he looked around the area though the more it started to feel to Aaron that there was someone watching him, the otter slowly turning towards the gargoyle as though expecting it to be looking directly at him...

But the gargoyle's head was still in the same place as it was before, though as Aaron continued to stare at the statue a jolt suddenly went through his entire body as a pair of stony hands clasped down on his shoulders. "Fascinating, isn't he?" a smooth, sultry voice said as the stone leopard continued to keep the otter in place. "Of course my friend thinks that Ricter here is fine as is, but I think that there could be an addition to this composition... what do you think?"

Though the situation was strange Aaron found a rare instance of his knowledge coming into play, and as the otter focused on the statue he was unaware that the situation around him was shifting. With Ricter frozen in place though he was able to watch everything; he had witnessed Arrow stealthily sneak up to the otter as he had entered this new exhibit and was right behind him. He wasn't sure if the other man knew that he was being held there by another statue but he could see the changes happening to their environment had gone unnoticed. The entrance to the space had disappeared and as they disconnected from this reality the sky also shifted to reflect it.

If Ricter had the capacity, he would have smiled as the otter finally spoke up after having a few moments of thought. "The space and pose of the gargoyle doesn't flow correctly," Aaron finally replied as he stepped forward, Arrow letting go of the otter as the compulsion they had clocked the second he had walked through the gate took hold of him. "The way that, um, Ricter is positioned and the size of the space of the pedestal should accommodate one more behind him, from the way that it looks the other gargoyle should be... oh my..."

"Top marks," Arrow replied, this time allowing the otter to see his true nature when he spun around. "since you seem to have the vision for this particular art piece, why don't you go ahead and show us how it's done?" Though the otter was shocked that he was standing in front of a living statue Ricter could already see the aura of the nexus minion was starting to take effect and calm the creature, the leopard leaning in to turn Aaron back around while whispering in his ear. "Do a good job, and we can see about making this a permanent position for you."

Ricter could see Aaron shiver as the otter quickly discerned that the stone leopard wasn't talking about giving him a job. Though he was still new to being a minion to the nexus lords the jasper gargoyle could sense the desire that the man had in his gaze. He had noticed it the second that the otter had laid eyes on him, something that the statue minions in particular had the ability to feel. It had felt so good just to be looked at, Ricter thought as Aaron continued to get drawn towards him like a moth to the flame, but as continued to act as the lure to their target it would have made him shudder in delight.

But the sun was still out, and that meant Ricter was still a statue frozen in the pose that Malrici had left him. The rubber wyvern was watching in the wings but with it being a statue park Arrow had specificially told him to wait. He had been promised an experience of his own later in a more latex-themed environment, something about a rubber club where Ricter would pose as a similar decoration, which they had discussed when he had already been petrified. It was still a bit strange to be talked about while right there and not even be referred to... but the jasper gargoyle was fine with that as the otter started to rub over his body.

Though he had just gotten polished up by Arrow for presentation, a unique sensation in itself that had caused the statue to orgasm earlier, the touch of the otter felt divine. He heard Aaron comment how smooth the gargoyle was it was already getting hard for Ricter to concentrate as all his focus went to the sensation radiating from the contact. Though he was a little shy at first it didn't take long for the pretense to disappear; soon Ricter watched as those hands went down from his chest straight towards his groin. Just like before the petrification process had left him fully erect and he could see the lust in the eyes of the avid art lover while those curious fingers slid around his pussy.

Arrow made a comment about doing more than just admiring the artwork presented to him, and as Ricter's mind swam with pleasure he watched as the increasingly lust-corrupted otter stood back up. Though the playful examination between his legs was done the gargoyle knew from the bulge that had formed in Aaron's pants that he wouldn't have to wait long for the sensation to be replaced. Soon clothing was shed and Ricter lost sight of the otter, only to feel those hands once more press against his hips and the already erect cock press against his carefully posed legs. It was all designed to be as enticing as possible and from how amorous the otter was being Ricter could tell that it worked.

With his part done in the process Arrow had stepped aside, not only to allow Ricter's body to do the work but also to allow the gargoyle to get a better view. Statue minions had the unique ability to share their vision so he could see the otter's cock start to push inside of him. It was an easy way for those who were frozen to see what was happening without having to move, especially when in a place like a statue park. Nothing went on in one area that the whole lot didn't know about before long, though at the moment he could feel the others in the park also watching and feeling through his body.

From the slight shock that he could feel through them Ricter could sense that none of them had really experienced the sensations of pleasure through the feminine sex, but that was all the more reason that Arrow and Malrici wanted him there. They had explained that for one reason or another the nexus lords didn't allow women minions, but the stone leopard had stated that there was some discretion with minions when it came to transforming others. As he could see the vision of the feline bob up and down slightly he knew that he was pleasuring himself to the act, espcially as the otter's cock finally slid past his folds and up inside of him.

The second that the head popped inside of him Ricter could see the already panting otter start to change. With his pussy clamped down on the shaft being pushed inside of him the gargoyle could feel it already growing bigger, and as he looked through Arrow's eyes he saw the fur around his groin was starting to melt and merge together. At first he thought that maybe his new partner might also become a stone gargoyle like him, but while the blunt muzzle of the panting creature was starting to stretch into a similar shape the shine that came from the tip of his nose was much shiner. The brown hue shifted to become an ancient copper, something Arrow complimented was a wonderful compliment as Ricter's frozen form was pummeled into.

But just as Aaron was getting into a deep, powerful rhythm in his thrustings Ricter could hear him gasp just as completely hilted himself inside the gargoyle. He had been focused on his own body and riding the waves of pleasure that came with his pussy being plowed but as soon as that cock remained completely inside him he switched to Arrow's perspective. The reason he had not heard the transforming otter say anything was because his muzzle was completely frozen, seeing Aaron's eyes darting back and forth in shock while his new gargoyle muzzle was frozen in pleasure. Along with his face and groin Ricter could see that the otter's hands and feet had not only swelled and morphed into bestial, claw-tipped appendages just like his own but were also rooted to the spot that they had been placed in.

"Now that is a good looking set of gargoyles," Malrici said as he landed next to Arrow. "One for you, one for me."

"Don't forget we're still switching," Arrow remined the wyvern as they both continued to feel the pleasure of the two in front of them, watching the squirming otter turned copper gargoyle pose himself after figuring out what was going on. "That one is definitely going to fit in with us, shall we fancy a go with them?"

"Nah, reconnect them with the statue garden," Malrici suggested with a grin, Ricter mentally gasping in shock, the pleasure reverberating through his stone body. They're going to be quite the eye-catcher, and it'll give them both the chance to get acquainted with one another."