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*Meanwhile, in another dimension...*

"Master Renzyl, two gifts have been fully evolved, with the first gift almost done as well." The silver-scaled lizard said as he looked back to the black dragon that hovered over him. Now in the light, his glossy black scales could be seen as they glinted unnaturally in the light. Everything from his mane and twisted horns to the tips of his toeclaws was the same unnatural black, save for his glowing red eyes as they stared at the crystals before them.

"Zander is taking his sweet time as usual." The dragon said with a grin. "Still, he's one of my best generals. Anything from the Order?"

The lizard shook his head. "No sir, it appears that we've still gone undetected."

Renzyl laughed, patting the lizard on the shoulder rather hard, their scales squeaked with the sound of rubber on rubber. "Excellent, a fine start to this campaign. If we're lucky we can get out of this hellhole dimension within an earth week."

"I'm not sure m'lord." The lizard replied nervously, his tail swished in nervousness. "It may have been fifty years since you tried this last, but the Order may still be very active in that area. I'm just not sure that this was the best place to start."

At this, Renzyl's eyes flashed with anger as he grabbed the lizard's head and stared into his eyes. "Do not misjudge my calculations for anger, little one." He hissed. "The area is quite magical, and I've spent many a year infusing it with my own corrupting energies. Plus, as the last remaining area where this particular Order has any influence, it's best to wipe them out first. Understand?"

The silver lizard gulped hard, then replied "y-yes m'lord."

"Good, now service me." Renzyl demanded as he pushed the lizard's maw to where his jet-black cockhead poked out of his sheath. The lizard didn't hesitate as he opened his mouth and took the emerged member in, he swirled his tongue around the smooth length and caused the dragon that stood before him to moan.

"Very good indeed." Renzyl hissed in pleasure.

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Shane awoke in a haze, he felt his senses muddled and it was hard to move anything in his body. As he looked up he saw Zach next to him, but something was very wrong with his proportions. To be frank, Zach looked much bigger than before, almost like a giant. He wondered what the hell had happened to Zach that made him so big?

"Zach is not the one that has grown, little one." He heard a raspy voice reply. Shane twisted his head around and saw that his snake cock looked a lot different than before. First of all he now towered over him as he laid there on the bed. He had a very cobra-like head, but it was now supported by a shiny scaled, muscular, humanoid torso. He also sported similar arms and hands his black claws tapped on his face as he smirked at him.

"I know what you're thinking, the proportions are off, correct?" The snake-man hissed. "Things seem... askew. Allow me to shed some light on the subject." There was sudden movement as Shane felt himself lifted up and moved towards the bathroom. Everything was off; he looked down to see that what he thought were his legs moved of their own accord, covered in the same green latex scales as the snake-man's torso. He also couldn't move his arms no matter how hard he tried, and feared they were gone as well.

His fears were proven valid when he was presented himself in the mirror and tried not to freak out. It was if their positions were reversed, a tall, muscular cobra-man stood there in the bathroom, its tail hugged tightly around one of its leg. Meanwhile it seemed like he was attached to its groin, he stuck out about two feet and his limbless body was far more tubular. He was also covered in green latex scales that had creeped up to his neck, his head the only thing not transformed, and even he could see his eyes were yellow.

"Wha... what did you do to me?!" Shane shouted, his voice hissed slightly as his thinner, forked tongue slid past his new fangs.

The snake chuckled and grabbed Shane around the neck, which caused him to drool slightly involuntarily. "Calm yourself, you should be lucky you still have your own consciousness. I could have obliterated your soul and just claimed this body as my own. But since you were nice enough to go along with making a slave of your friend Zach, I thought I would give you this little gift."

"Gift?! You call this a ohhh..." His shouts were cut short as the snake stroked down his length, which caused him to drool more and his body stiffened slightly in pleasure.

"Compared to the alternative, yes." The cobra replied casually. "You and I are a lot alike, you have a deep desire to control others, and now you can hypnotize people with a mere glance. Plus you know what they say about how men are controlled by their cocks."

"But... but..." Shane tried to protest, but the snake-man continued to stroke against his new body, which sent electric tingles down it. As the hand glided on his latex skin, he felt himself shrinking even more. That mass seemed to flow out of him and bulked up the snake-man even more, his muscles bulged and stretched his latex skin even more.

The snake-man sat down on the toilet and continued to stroke and fondle Shane, cooing "see? It feels so good to be a cock. When you released me, I was able to experience it first hand, and now you can too." Shane tried to speak out, but his mouth was drooling a copious amount of pre as his body was only about a foot long. "And you'll be a snake cock, able to do all sorts of fun things. Now, let's complete your induction into the service of our master Renzyl. I guarantee you'll enjoy it."

By that time Shane was lost in the haze of amazing sensations , both clawed hands were wrapped around his body and his muscles were as hard as a rock as he could feel the blood pulse in his new veins. He could also feel the pleasure of his former body, which compounded everything as he shrunk slightly once more. Still an impressive ten inches, he could feel the latex around his neck creep up over his face and back of his head. It quickly poured into his mouth and nose, which he found was extremely hard to close as the latex seeped into his skull.

The snake-man groaned as well as he watched the last of Shane's humanity slip away, and he felt his own body tense up. Unfurling his tail, he pushed the tip inside his tailhole to stimulate himself even further. "Oh yessss..." The snake man hissed, his hips humped against his hands as he brought himself to his first real orgasm.

Shane could feel every second of the liquid that shot out of his mouth as they climaxed. They writhed in pleasure, Shane's new snake-cock body spewed jet after jet of cum as the snake-man's claws dug into the porcelain. After a minute or so they calmed down, enjoying the afterglow as the snake-man grabbed a towel and wiped the splatter from the wall.

Wha... The snake-man heard in his mind, which caused him to smile as he heard Shane's groggy telepathic voice in his mind.

"Hush now, little one, you've been through a most trying ordeal." He said reassuredly. "There will be plenty of time to continue my work once you have regained your strength."

But... Shane replied. But I don't even know your name...

"My name is Zander." Zander informed. "I am a general for master Renzyl." There was no response, and he looked to see his new snake-cock's eyes closed as his body slid into his sheath. Stretching his new muscles, Zander took the dirty towel into the room with him and tossed it on Zach's naked body. This caused him to wake up, he started to move around and batted the towel away.

Zander kneeled down and flicked his long, forked tongue in Zach's ear. "Wake up my little slave." He hissed. "If I'm not mistaken, you have a party to go too..." Before Zach could respond, Zander brought him in and kissed him deeply, savoring his sweet taste.

"I am yours to command, master." Zach replied when they finally broke the kiss. "What do you wish for me to do?"

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"Hey Bill, where did you go?" Max yelled out into the apparently empty gym room. He had just gotten back from the girl's locker room after he had to argue that a busted drain didn't cost nearly the amount that he had been given. He was hoping he could maybe spar with Bill for a while and relieve some of his pent-up anger, but after he searched most of the exercise rooms he found that he was nowhere to be found.

Slightly confused, he went into the locker room to see if perhaps he was there. It's not like him to finish a work-out in less than an hour... he thought to himself as he looked through the dark locker room. When he didn't see any sign of him, he just shrugged and started to do his normal cleaning duties so he could close it down for the day.

As he finished cleaning the last row of lockers, he noticed something strange under one of the benches. It looked like the pieces of some sort of shell that lay in a small puddle of some sort of slimy substance. "Now what the hell is this?" He grimaced as he picked up the shell and examined it. "I knew I should have banned food and drink in here."

While he picked up the various pieces of shell, he did not realize that he was being closely watched. A two-foot long snake slowly uncoiled from its hiding place and slithered towards him. Instincts started to kick in, the need to take over the muscular body in front of him. Little else mattered, now was the time to strike...

Max yelped suddenly as he felt something prick into his calf muscle, which caused him to drop the pieces of shell he had gathered. He whipped around, terrified to see a large snake coiled up behind him. It looked at him quite lazily, it almost seemed to be watching him or something. He was no snake expert, but he knew that sudden movements would probably provoke it. "Nice snake..." Max said softly as he backed away from it. The snake made no movement so Max tried to take a few bigger steps back.

Suddenly he fell backwards as his leg gave out, which caused him to fall to the floor. His leg was completely numb; he couldn't even feel it anymore.

"Oh God, it's poisonous!" Max said as he scooted himself further away from the snake. Who the hell had let a poisonous snake into his gym? He tried to keep moving away, but the poison seemed to spread even quicker now as his right arm went completely numb. Flopping to his stomach, he used all the strength he could to continue to move away, but he only managed to get another few feet before the rest of his body refused to move.

Max laid there in utter quiet. Hours seemed to have passed, unable to do anything but breathe and blink. His predicament only grew more horrified as he felt the touch of cool scales on his leg. He wanted desperately to scream out, to alert someone to get some help, but everything was paralyzed.

It can't end like this, I don't want to be eaten! His mind screamed as the snake continued to travel up his legs. His terror was tinged with confusion though as he felt it go inside his gym shorts, it's girth slid across his tight cheeks as it's tongue tickled his crack. If he could he would have laughed, the snake continued to tickle his crack and started to nose his way between his ass.

He started to regain feeling again in his fingers just as the snake's head began to push harder into his ass. All he was able to let out was a strangled gasp as the head pushed past his ring rather easily; the poison also seemed to have been a natural relaxant. There was no way he could resist as the snake slid inch after inch of its massive girth into him.

Max wasn't gay by any stretch of the imagination, but after the initial shock of intrusion the snake's invasion felt almost... good. Especially when its scales started to rub against his prostrate, which caused an instant boner in his gym shorts. By the time the poison wore off enough to clumsily move his arms and legs, the snake had already burrowed nearly a foot into his ass. He quickly pulled off his shorts as best as he could and tossed them to the side as he sat up.

The snake had quickly disappeared between his asscheeks, only part of its tail still even showed as he could feel it worm its way though his guts. His erection was also throbbing, the sensations of pleasure increased as he continued to regain his own faculties. He tried to grab at the snake's tail, but it had a thin coat of slime about it that made it impossible to grab as the last inches slid inside his tight pucker.

When it was finally done, Max was left alone once more, now in a cold locker room naked from the waist down. "Hell of a time to freeball..." he muttered as he stood up slowly. The strangest thing was he could still feel the snake as it slithered inside of him, a strangely alien feeling inside his body.

"I think... I need... a hospital." He panted slightly. The worst part was his erection was still raging, and it grew harder and harder to ignore it as he got to his feet. Now that he stood up, he could see the snake's outline as it seemed to press up his chest between his well-defined pecs. Max tried to squish it, but the skin around the snake seemed to have more give. Undeterred, it wound its way to its back and seemed to wrap around his spine and nestle its head right at the base of his neck.

"Get out of me!" Max shouted, he tried desperately to claw at the snake but its body seemed have grown more compact and smaller, now impossible to grab. Just as he was about to run and get some help, he suddenly started to move towards the bench. He attempted to shout again, but nothing came out. He could only watch as his hand moved down to his still hard cock and started to stroke it.

Relax... the command flooded through his system, and all of the panic he had felt just melted away. He suddenly became wholly absorbed in stroking, letting out a small groan of pleasure. As more and more started to slip away from his mind, the better and better everything felt. If he could give it all up... yes... his entire being seemed driven towards letting this unseen force take him as he pleasured himself. His hand started to slide down his thigh to his ass and started to feel up his hole when he heard the door to the locker room open.

"Hey Max, I'm all done in the girl's bathroom." Jim said loudly, his voice echoing as he closed the door behind him. He waited for a few seconds, and then looked around slightly in confusion. He thought he had heard his voice in here... "Max?" He shouted louder. "You in here?"

"Yeah, I'm in here." He heard Max's voice call back. "Could you come in here for a second? I think a pipe must have busted I here."

"A pipe? Sounds serious." Jim replied as he smiled slightly to himself. A broken pipe would mean serious repairs, and serious repairs meant serious money. "I'll take a look at it then." He closed the door behind him and walked inside, heading his way to the locker room. When he reached the showers, however, neither Max nor anything resembling pipe damage could be seen. "Hey Max, where are ya?"

A shiver ran down his spine as he suddenly felt a presence behind him. "I'm right here." Max replied. Jim turned around quickly and saw the muscular gym instructor as he stood there completely naked. What unnerved Jim more was the look he gave him, it was almost, predatory, hungry.

"Oh... uh..." Jim said, still slightly unnerved. "I see you're busy, so if you just want to shut off the water-" he didn't even finish his sentence as Max suddenly lunged upon him. He was strong, but Max seemed to have almost doubled in power as he was easily able to overcome him. "NO!" He shouted, unable to believe what was happening to him as he continued to struggle. Then there was a sharp pain in his shoulder as Max leaned down, which caused him to cry out in pain. Almost immediately his muscles started to numb, the fight left his body as Max unpinned him.

"Max... what..." Jim managed to get out before everything went completely paralyzed, mouth half-open as he could see the fangs that protruded past Max's lips. He was forced to stay still as Max slowly undid his pants and shirt, powerless to stop him. Through his horror he was slightly surprised to see that his penis was completely erect, which throbbed despite his desire for it to be flaccid.

"The Max that you wish was here is not here right now." The thing that looked like Max hissed. "His body does make quite the wonderful host though, I must admit." Now Jim was extremely scared, was he dealing with some sort of alien being? "I can smell your fear... I have to admit it smells quite good. Don't worry, you'll understand soon enough the pleasure of serving our master Renzyl."

Jim could only watch and feel as Max felt up his body, he erotically massaged every muscle in his body, muscles that he had been proud to have. Now they just provided more pleasure to draw out from the body in front of him. If he was able he'd grit his teeth as it turned his attention to his cock, teasing it with his tongue as he swirled it around his head.

The sensations quickly stopped as he was flipped over, his body positioned to be on his hands and knees on the cold tile floor as he could feel the being as it positioned himself above him. "You're going to enjoy this..." It hissed as Jim could feel something large start to poke against his hole. He tried to speak, to protest to stop, but all he could get out was a small ‘ahhh' as hands stroked down his chest and abs to his own cock.

The thing above him was at least gentle as he began to violate him with his cock. The relaxant in the venom once again provided easy access as Max quickly sank his throbbing member into him. There was no pain, just an immense pleasure as he could feel every inch of it slide into him. Without being able to respond, Jim could only hold on for the ride.

For ˜Max', it was heavenly, both the feeling of Jim's tight ass he started to hump against him, and the immense feeling of pleasure in creating a new slave for Master Renzyl. Jim's body began to shake slightly as the venom wore off, the ecstasy he was feeling apparent on his face as Max slammed into his prostrate over and over again. He grabbed Jim's cock and began to stroke it in time with his thrusts, which caused him to groan out even more as both bodies began to sway in rhythm.

Jim couldn't believe he enjoyed this, but even as the paralytic wore off he only used his new movement to slam back into Max's crotch. He started to claw against the tile as the thrusts grew more intense, both of them coming up to climax at the same time. He was unsure of who blew their load first, but Jim definitely felt the fiery hot seed as Max shot his load into his bowels.

Once both had hit their mind-shattering climax they fell to the floor together. Both their bodies entwined together almost subconsciously, sweat dripped off their bodies as they laid their exhausted.

Then Jim felt the heat in his bowels quickly rise through his body, his lust addled mind registering that this was not good. He tried to get up but the other male held him too tightly; he could only squirm slightly as the heat traveled up his spine and into his skull. His already clouded mind felt like it was drowning in pure bliss as his senses slowly blacked out into nothingness...

Max held tight as his seed attacked Jim's mind, which caused him to squirm and yell out for a few seconds before his eyes quickly glazed over. His body twitched for a few seconds afterward, then the new being turned and kissed him deeply as the two new converts shared each other's tastes for the first time.

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A few hours later, a knock on the door caused the latex lizard to get up and open the door, seeing the former Max and Jim as they stood there.

"Ah, I was wondering when you would show up here." He said with a smirk. "And you brought a friend, excellent. Come on in slaves." He opened the door for them wider and let them in, where a large bronze naga sat there coiled around a small stack of eggs. The furniture had been moved to the wall and strange symbols had been painted on as well, which gave the place a uniquely alien appearance. Upon their entering he ‘stood' up and slithered towards them while he eyed them both up.

The lizard closed the door behind them, and then patted them on the shoulder. "Your ‘child' did good work Berza, they will both make fine additions. Now, have the gym manager prepare our next gifts, he can utilize them far better than the other. The other one can service your needs as you see fit."

"Where are you going Sivilath?" Berza asked, his voice with more of a hiss as he started to feel up both of their new thralls.

Sivilath grabbed a cloak, a relic from his former days dabbling in drama, and grinned evilly at his lover. "I've got an Art class to prepare for."