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Conri awoke and expected to find himself in the cool air and on the fresh grass of the garden that he had been rooted too for most of the night, but instead found himself on top of the latex sheets of the bed. A cursory glance over himself revealed that he had indeed returned completely to his normal panther self, though after three days of being transformed and encased his body began to feel like it was more silly putty then feline. Of course that only made him more interested in what would come next, which as he got over to the breakfast table where Renzyl sat he found another lizardman next to him, which unlike the others had an aura of authority about him and a scaly body that was covered in intricate designs.

"Good morning Conri," Renzyl greeted before he motioned to the creature next to him. "This is Sivilath, he is one of my Generals who will be helping me on this particular day of your vacation."

"Pleasure to meet you Conri," Sivilath introduced as he got up and shook the panther's hand. "As Lord Renzyl has stated I'll be the one to guide you on a something that I've worked particularly hard on ever since I was made a General, something that's my pride and joy and second only to one of Renzyl's brothers in my opinion. But it's not something that really can be explained, so once you finish your breakfast I'll be happy to show you what I mean."

Conri couldn't fathom what was about to happen next; he had already seen psychedelic psychic nagas, living sand, giant man-encasing clams, and hypnotic hydra plants. His mind continued to churn possible ideas as he finished eating and the three got up to leave. This time their path went in a completely different direction deeper into the manor. The longer the panther was in the demon dragon's home the harder it was for him to get an idea of how expansive it was, though with what Renzyl said about space being relative he wouldn't be surprised if it also grew or shrank to his tastes. Finally after about fifteen minutes of walking they reached a huge, intricately-carved wooden door that Renzyl and Sivilath both opened in order to let the panther in.

What Conri found caused him to stare wide-eyed as he stepped into the huge atrium. Scattered about the space were sculptures and paintings of many creatures, not just reptilian, in a variety of different poses. The entire area felt like a museum as he walked further in and looked around at the artwork laid out on display. "Now unlike most art galleries, you are free to touch whatever you like." Sivilath said as the doors closed behind them. "I like to think of it as 'interactive art'.

It took a few minutes for the panther to muster up the bravado to actually go up to one of the scuptures, a marble statue of a werewolf that appeared to be howling at the moon, and touch it. As he did he was surprised to find the stone move under his fingertips like it was real fur, though as soon as he backed his hand off of it the movement stopped and appeared solid once more. "They're actual creatures, aren't they?" Conri asked as he pushed against the jaw of the statue and watch the mouth easily close.

"Very astute," Renzyl praised as he walked over to him. "You are learning quite quickly how this realm works, I'm impressed. Most can't believe that such a thing could exist even when they see it right in front of them, so to have someone comprehend such a thing is a credit to your character. How many people do you think pass through here and think you're just a chunk of rock?"

Conri jumped back slightly as the werewolf suddenly became animated and stood upright. "I think I've lost count by now," the living statue admitted before he turned and offered a hand to Conri. "It's nice to meet you Conri, I'm Alskos. I usually help out with training other living statues such as myself for use in Master Renzyl's Sentinels."

"It's uh... really nice to meet you too." Conri replied, slightly dumbfounded. "So I have to ask, are you a statue that can come to life or a creature that can essentially become a statue?"

Alskos laughed and motioned over to a nearby bench for Conri to sit down in. "It's a bit hard to explain, but from what I was told I was basically transformed into 'living rock' when I encountered Sivilath," Alskos explained. "Like most of the others here he promised that I could bring out my 'true beauty', and boy did he ever. It's weird not having to do stuff like breathe or eat, but strange as it may sound I love being able to stand there without tiring and have people admire my form, then walk around whenever I please if I would like to be more lively."

"So you're basically an exhibitionist," Conri commented, which caused the werewolf to chuckle once more.

"I suppose you could say that," Alskos replied with a grin. "There is one fun thing that Sivilath likes to do with us, something that I'm sure you can guess if you look hard enough."

The panther looked at the marble werewolf in question, who just continued to grin and motioned to himself. Conri looked over the creature's body and though he was beautiful with a perfectly proportioned physique he couldn't tell what was different about him. He began to wonder if it was something to do with the stone itself, but finally after a few minutes of searching he saw something that caused him to gasp. With the werewolf's permission he reached down between the male's legs and felt nothing but smooth, cold fur from the front of his crotch to the underside of his tail, though his rubbing had a definite effect on Alskos' body as he shuddered and let out a whimper.

"Yeah, you definitely figured it out there," Alskos said with a slight pant. "While it appears that we don't have anything it's still there, we just have it 'tucked in' of sorts, so with enough stimulation there or on any other erogenous zone of our body it would be like you touched it yourself. You would be surprised when people are allowed to touch the statues how many rub a hand down there, which can be very distracting when you're trying to keep perfectly still."

The two continued to talk for a while and the stone werewolf even joined them on their walking tour for a bit. Conri was impressed by all the creatures that he met, some of them made out of marble while others were formed of obsidian, clay, glass, and even gemstone. All of them appeared to have the same condition as Alskos did, all of them moving to greet their group once they got close enough. As Conri asked them questions it was clear that they all really enjoyed being statues on display, and only a few had their genitals out, which the panther found the real reason why they were hidden became clear when he rubbed one statue's erection and he saw the body of the statue twitch.

"You guys really are dedicated to being viewed as statues, aren't you?" Conri asked, which caused the marble werewolf to nod.

"It's partially Sentinel training," Alskos explained. "Plus we go up against some of the minions of Renzyl's brothers who are in similar situations in a bit of competition to see who has the best artistic ability. Kirdos has one best statue for the last a hundred and fifty years in a row, but with a little training I'm sure that we can beat his artwork. Oh hey, have you seen the paintings yet?"

Conri shook his head and he felt a stone hand close around his wrist before he was nearly jerked off his feet and brought to one of the walls. In front of him was a huge canvas painting that depicted some sort of ancient battle as a group of lizardmen and a group of dog creatures fought each other barehanded. At first he didn't see anything special about it, but Alskos prompted him to look closer and the panther leaned his head in to try and see anything. Suddenly he felt rock-hard hands grab him by the side of the head and push him forward, his face sinking into the painting as his entire world spun for a second.

When the panther opened his eyes again he saw the anthros actually fighting one another before they stopped and looked at him. Conri stared at them as they pulled themselves off of each other and waved, to which the feline didn't know what to do but put an arm into the painting and wave back. Suddenly he was jerked backwards and the pressure of the werewolf's hands on his head as it was removed. Once he had regained his composure Conri subconsciously brushed himself off, only when he looked down he saw that the normally sky blue fur on the arm he stuck into the painting had turned shaggy and brown with black spots on it.

"That would be the reason why I held onto you," Alskos reasoned as Conri felt his face and realized his muzzle had grown longer too. "Had you gone completely inside the painting or even stuck your body in there for too long you would have transformed into one of them and joined right in the fight, then we'd be looking at a painting with seven creatures in it instead of six. Of course being a statue already I'm immune to such compulsions, which makes it fun to travel into the pocket worlds that are created here and talk to those who freely dwell within."

All Conri could do was nod as he saw the pigmentation of his fur return to its normal collar and felt his face regain his feline configuration. When he turned back to the painting he was surprised to see that the creatures in the painting now stood where he had seen them last and were frozen in mid-wave, which he felt prompted to return once again. He looked at his three companions, whom all nodded their heads back towards the painting, and when he turned his head back around the subjects in the art had resumed their struggle against one another. They viewed a few more paintings like that, once Conri even went completely into a portrait where werewolves howled at the full moon and it wasn't long before feral canine features had started to develop over his entire body and he joined in the chorus.

It took a few minutes after Alskos had extracted him from the painting before the powder blue werewolf lost his canine features and reverted back to his normal panther form. Conri was amazed at how powerful the sensations were, and knew had the living statue not been there he would have stayed and continued with those that he quickly felt were his fellow packmates. Once they had finished their viewing a boxed lunch was brought in for Conri, who quickly ate it as they walked to the next section of the atrium. "Now you've seen those where being a living statue was something they desired, now you get to see those who are here for an entirely different reason," Renzyl instructed as they walked through a second set of smaller wooden double doors.

Inside the set-up was similar to the first room, except that these statues didn't move when Conri went up to one of them. "These are the Unmoved," Sivilath explained. "Those who were found guilty of crimes against the nexus realm. Much like Alskos they are still alive, but unlike him they can't move unless Renzyl or a General allows them too. Mostly this is an interrogation or long term prisoner storage method, and once they give up whatever secrets they're holding or have been properly reprogrammed then they're usually free to go."

Conri felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the statue of a human who appeared to be in the middle of casting a spell before he had been petrified. He could tell there was definitely a different energy in this room, especially when he went up to the paintings that hung on the side of the wall. He was about to stick his head through one of them, a scene where rubber lizardmen were chasing several creatures, but he quickly felt a hand on his shoulder and he looked back to see the demon lord shake his head and pull him away. As they ventured further in one of the creatures he recognized as the minotaur that he had seen earlier when he first arrived in the realm, which Renzyl explained had just wandered in by accident but was being kept there until his departure so he could be released properly back on his world with no recollection of his impromptu trip in his memory.

"Wow, look at the set up on this guy," Conri commented as they walked up to a large naga made from gold that was bound in a straitjacket, thick hood over his head, and his tail bound to his back. "What did he do wrong to merit such a thing?"

"Actually he's one of the ones that are in here because they want to be," Renzyl replied with a chuckle, which caused Conri to raise an eyebrow. "We did say that most people in here are prisoners, some of them however just really like the complete loss of control, of being so helpless that they are unable to move a single muscle. This one will stay that way for years before he likes to be let out and move around a bit... of course it is an exhilarating sensation so I can't say that I fault him for it."

Once they had left the prison section of the atrium they entered into a studio, the smell of paint and canvas thick in the air as Renzyl guided them to a center stage where Conri assumed a life model or something of that nature would stand. "Alright, now we come to the reason why I wanted Sivilath here," Renzyl beamed as he pointed to two sets of paint on two stools. "You've seen living statues first hand, now it's time for you to experience it. But it wouldn't be as much fun just to do you up, so I figured we make it into a bit of a competition."

"Ohhhh, a face off!" Alskos exclaimed happily as he clapped his hands.

"Exactly," Renzyl confirmed before he directed Conri to one of the stools. "I have picked out a variety of paints that you can use on your opponent, which in this case will be Sivilath, so feel free to mix and match to your heart's content. Now there's no need to worry about artistic ability, the paints themselves are imbued so that it responds more to the mental image in your head then your brush stroke. You two will paint each other until one of you has been completely petrified, and the rule is you have to start at the feet and work your way up but leave the arms and fingers for last. Competitors, please choose the paints that you wish to use and then meet in the middle."

Conri took a look over the myriad of options that were placed before him, everything from simple colors to textured paints like granite and marble, before he picked several that he wanted and squeezed them out into the palette that had been provided for him. When he walked back to the middle of the circle he found that Sivilath already stood there, holding onto his own paints with a smug look on his face. Once they were only about a foot away from each other they were handed paintbrushes and told to get ready. Renzyl put his arm between the two and gave them each one last look before he counted down from three, two, one...

As soon as that latex arm came up Conri dipped his paintbrush into the first color and knelt down to start at the toes of the rubber lizard. "Oh my, what an interesting choice," Renzyl commented as the panther slathered the paint onto the top of Sivilath's toes, which was a light cherry color with black streaks in it as it oozed over the original latex skin.

"Our guest has impeccable taste," Sivilath replied as he did the same with his paint over Conri's fur. The second that the paint touched his foot he could feel it begin to change him, a strange numbing sensation radiated out from the spot where Sivilath's brush had made contact. Like him the artist was careful to avoid his toes, but even as he continued to paint the cherry wood color over his opponent he couldn't help but glance down and wonder what he was being turned into, especially when the center of the black paint began to turn translucent.

"I can see your curiosity on what color I'm using," Sivilath commented as he finished completely coating Conri's first foot before he moved on to the second one. "Normally I leave that as a surprise, but since this is a friendly competition I'm going to tell you that I'm using black diamond." Though Conri gave him a slight nod of acknowledgement mentally he slapped himself in the forehead. Black diamond... one of the hardest substances known anywhere, which would make his petrification even harder to shake no doubt as it already felt like his left foot had fallen asleep and didn't move despite his mental command to wiggle his toes.

"I bet you're really starting to feel it now," Alskos chimed in with a grin as Conri began to lose feeling in his other foot as well. "That inability to move, the fact that you're slowly beginning to lose control of your own body. Even though you know its temporary there's still that primal thrill, like you're fighting for your life right now against Sivilath."

Though Conri tried to concentrate on the task at hand he knew the stone werewolf was right; he could feel his entire body become electrified as he put long, smooth strokes on Sivilath's legs of the wood paint in order to try and get him to petrify further. Once he got to the knees though he knew he had to switch colors for a moment before he moved any further. As he put a second brush into a different paint he noticed that the normally smooth skin of the lizard creature began to bristle and extend out into long, luxurious wooden fur.

"Looks like you're in for a species change," Renzyl noted as Sivilath's paws grew out while Conri placed the second coloration in a large circle around the lizard's ankles and shins, which turned into metal plates that were flush against the wooden fur. "Looks like you're going to be sporting some metal armor too, how creative. You're not letting him win, are you Sivilath?"

A snort came out of the lizardman's mouth in protest as he finished with Conri's lower legs and moved on to a different color as well. In the interim between strokes the panther couldn't help but look down at his crystalline legs, which had grown larger as well but still retained their anthro feline configuration. As he tried to figure out what creature Sivilath had in mind for him he could feel his toes, which were the last things on his feet that still had a hint of fleshiness to them, and covered the nails in an opal paint. Almost immediately the nails lengthened into thick claws that had such a stunning quality to them that Conri couldn't help but stare at.

Which Conri realized was exactly what Sivilath wanted him to do as he tore his gaze away from it and looked up to see the lizardman smirk at him as he switched back to the black diamond paint. The panther grinned back and finished the banding on Sivilath's stiff legs, but instead of moving back to his first paint he grabbed a third brush and dipped it in the last one on his palette. Even Sivilath paused for a second as he saw the panther lean down and paint the lizardman's toenails, which also grew out slightly before they turned into solid fire. "Fire claws... I think I have an idea what our dear friend intends to turn you into," Renzyl mused.

"Don't say anything!" Sivilath shouted as he started to paint up Conri's thighs, which caused the panther to shiver as the petrification caused his arousal to build even further. "I want it to be a surprise." As Conri made his way up Sivilath's legs as well he felt the thick hands reach around him and grab his tail, holding it while he reached around the panther's body to thoroughly coat the appendage with the cool black paint until the last foot or so, where he switched with a deep purple one. When he was finished Sivilath let go and Conri managed to swish the tail once more before the substance dried and it became one solid piece of black diamond all the way up to his rear, save for the tip that turned into a stunning clear amethyst. Once again though the only thing that the panther could see changed on it besides the material was that it was slightly longer and the tip was slightly flared at the end.

"Sivilath, I do hope that you're changing him into something more exotic then a panther statue," Renzyl commented.

"Just wait and see," Sivilath shot back as Conri felt the wet paint slide between and around his furry butt, which would have caused him to jump back if his legs weren't completely converted into solid gemstone and immobile. The panther had to bite his lip as he could feel the paint sliding into his tailhole with no assistance from the brush at all, causing his already hard arousal to throb while Sivilath moved up through his taint and towards it. At the same time Conri had just made it to the tail as well, alternating between the wood and metal paint on it as the cord of thick lizard muscle thinned out and turned fluffy like a canine's only with a metal plate and banding that ran down the entirety of the top of it.

Conri was just about to work on the lizardman's tailhole when he gasped as he felt the cool, smooth paint get slathered onto the sensitive flesh of his cock. He looked down to see that the base of it already had begun to shine like his claws, a deep colorful opal that slowly made its way to the tip with each stroke of the brush that caused whatever parts of his body he could move to shake in pleasure. Between the stimulation in his tailhole and his maleness he thought he would climax right there, though as Sivilath pulled away from his throbbing tool it quickly moved less and less until it was completely still.

"That's going to make it hard to focus," Alskos muttered as Conri blinked several times in disbelief at his opal cock. "C'mon Conri, turnabout is fair play!"

The werewolf's cheering rallied the panther and he grabbed his metal brush and proceeded to give Sivilath the same treatment, coating between his thighs and his tailhole as well with the shiny paint. The lizardman had to hold back a groan as he paused for a moment while his own groin turned to solid metal, which gave Conri the chance to try and catch up. With his own erection locked in he found himself panting slightly as he continued to paint, only to have Sivilath catch his second wind and slather amethyst paint on his stomach and chest before he moved back to black diamond on his sides. Conri grunted slightly as he anticipated the new swells of muscle where the gemstone transformed his flesh and muscles into museum-worthy pectorals and abs, but when Sivilath had reached just a few inches under his arm the area around it began to feel strange as he began to paint the air near his body.

"Ahhh, now I see," Renzyl exclaimed as Conri couldn't help but lift up his arm to see what was happening there. "Touche Sivilath, I should have never doubted your artistic prowess." Conri watched in sheer fascination as the lizardman made quick, precise brushstrokes to form an appendage much like the arm he was painting beneath. It was as though Conri already had a muscular, invisible arm there that Sivilath was merely exposing with his brush strokes. What made things very strange for the panther was that even while it was still being created he could feel the muscles that the lizardman had painted into existence as if they had always been attached to him.

It wasn't long before Conri realized that he had been distracted once again by the additional appendage being grafted onto him by an artist's brushstroke and instead turned once more to his own canvas. Trying to paint on the lizardman became increasingly difficult though as he felt his torso stiffen from his pectorals down, which made him glad he had painted on Sivilath's back already with a series of metal back plates that he added a flourish of the fire paint on to add glowing ruins on it. With the details both of them were adding to one another they spent a lot of time at that stage, though to the panther's dismay he had just started on the transforming lizardman's front chest when he felt the smooth paintbrush begin to glide up the fur of his neck towards his head as he realized he felt the presence of two fully functioning arms below his first set that flexed for a few seconds before they became rock-solid and still.

"Don't give up now Conri," Renzyl urged as the panther's ear's flattened in dismay. "If I know what creature you're becoming he still has a lot of work ahead of him."

Conri wasn't sure what the demon dragon meant until he felt Sivilath stretch his arms as far as he could past his petrified chest and began to paint two large circles on his back, which confused him because his fur had already been transformed there. Just like his new arms though he felt his back muscles twitch as something was created just below his shoulder blades. As Conri continued to slather as much paint as he could on Sivilath's own shoulders the lizardman leaned back and continued to paint the air itself, though from the pleasurable sensation that continued to emanate from his back he knew that something was being built there that would soon reach his field of vision.

When the two pillars of amethyst that originated from his back could finally be seen Conri looked up at them in question. "Tentacles?" he asked out loud before his mouth and eyes opened wide in realization. "Oh! I know what I am now!" Conri explained cheerfully. "I'm a displacer beast!"

"Top marks," Sivilath complimented with a grin before he stuck the paintbrush with the opal paint on it directly into his mouth. Conri tried to pull away from the sudden intrusion but though he couldn't look down he could tell his neck had gone completely stiff from the transformation as Sivilath swirled the thick substance on his teeth and tongue. The panther hadn't expected to actually taste the paint, but when he did he was strangely reminded of cotton candy flavor as his own brush trailed up the lizardman's neck. When Sivilath finished Conri felt the bizarre sensation of his mouth freezing in its half-open state as his teeth grew larger and sharper, his muzzle expanding to accommodate them as he even felt his tongue grow longer.

"Have you figured out what you are yet Sivilath?" Alskos asked.

"Yeah, I believe I'm a hellho-" Sivilath's declaration was cut short as Conri returned the favor, only his was the fire paint that he spread through the lizardman's muzzle. "Hey, that's cheating urf ur erpern..." his words grew muddled as he grew a long pair of fiery fangs and tongue, which promptly froze in place as now both combatants could only move their arms.

But as they reached the home stretch Conri could see why Sivilath had chosen the displacer beast despite the complexity of it; the monster he was being modeled after essentially was a giant feline with an extra set of arms and tentacles. The panther tried to keep up but the hellhound statue's still reptilian hands glided deftly over the newly minted displacer beast's arms, which swelled with new muscle as the paint reached down to his fingers. Though Conri continued to try and paint he found a familiar pleasurable stiffness seep into his fingers as Sivilath put the finishing touches on his opal claws, the others watching as Conri grew completely still as a gemstone displacer beast statue.

The second Conri felt his body go completely frozen Renzyl came forward and grabbed the paintbrush from his hand before he dabbed it in the paint he still held. "Quite the good show, I do respect the complexity of an armored wooden hellhound and had you a little more training you could have pulled it off," Renzyl remarked as he brushed the paint over Sivilath's arms, and though his entire head was frozen Conri swore he could feel the surprise from the other statue. "It would be a shame to let your creation go unfinished through, so I figured I would step in and complete the task. Oh Alskos, could you get some movers in for me too? They did such a good job that I would have for them to be stuck in here with only our company to look at them..."

Ten minutes later Conri was covered with a sheet and wheeled out of the room, though he wasn't quite sure where they were taking him to he did have an idea. His body was still completely petrified from the paint but he could still feel the touch of the canvas against his naked body, as well as hear Renzyl as he made some sort of small speech near them. When the demon ceased to talk the tarp was ripped off and he was shocked to see a number of rubber reptilians and other statues grouped around both him and Sivilath, who looked absolutely fearsome as a wooden hellhound sculpture that glowed with living fire. The light from him shined through his own crystalline body, which caused the opal in particular to glimmer as Renzyl invited the crowd to examine more closely.

If Conri could groan he would have as almost immediately several hands began to paw over his muscular displacer beast form, each touch sending a wave of pleasure through his crystalline body. It continued that way for almost an hour before he felt the first twitch of movement from when a naga had slithered over his crotch and began to flick his tongue against his opal tool. After that his motor function quickly returned to the rest of his body and once he got the vibrator someone had managed to push between his cheeks out of his tailhole the group began to disperse. Several stragglers continued to play with Sivilath, but less than a minute he also regained movement as one lizardman found out when he had been licking the hellhound's lips and suddenly got a fiery tongue shoved down his throat.

"Well that was rather fun," Sivilath commented once his would-be suiter ran off and left him alone with Conri, Renzyl, and Alskos. "Did you enjoy yourself Conri?"

"Um, actually I really did," Conri admitted as he could still feel the echoes of pleasure in his body as his bestial muzzle turned up in a grin. "I wasn't sure about becoming a statue but it feels very natural, like I could easily stay this way." He found himself wrapping his tentacles around both Sivilath and Alskos, who in turned chuckled and stroked the glittering appendages that caused Conri to shudder.

"Well you only get this form for the night," Renzyl replied with a wag of his finger before he turned to Alskos. "Since you've been most helpful why don't you help show Conri the way of the statue? Maybe you could even keep him for the night on a pedestal and have him revel in the pleasure of having others lust over your form. Then I'm thinking in the dead of night we re-petrify you... after we get you into a more than suitable pose with your new friends of course."

Conri smiled as he looked at the other two, both pairs of arms flexing as his tentacles wrapped around the stone werewolf before he could react. Both canines looked at each other before their eyes moved to Renzyl, who had waved at them as he walked out of the museum. "Let's see how many poses we can get into before that happens," the panther said with a deep, throaty purr as his new arms stroked along the smooth metal and wood of the hellhound's chest. "I want to make sure we get it just right before morning..."