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Awakening of the Ancient Race: Part 1

The dense brush ruffled with each swing of Magnus's machete, leaves and branches flying left and right as the purple folf and his colleague trekked deeper into the jungle. It was the second day of their excavation trip in the lush Amazon rainforests and it already felt like a scorcher as the folf and blue wolf colleague were nearly drenched in sweat over their fur and leather attire. After docking their air boat, the two had pushed nearly a mile deep into the forest, but the exhaustion was starting to get to them with each grueling step they made in the moist dirt.

"Arggh....how much farther does it look like we need to go?," Magnus hollered back at the wolf, still sorting over the map as the folf hacked through another brush, swatting away a large bug that stung his arm. "It's been an hour since we left that boat trail by the water and we still haven't found it." They had been hired recently to track down a few leads that a research group had uncovered from the locals on two survey locations in the area. The hope was that they could hold findings that could lead to discovery of an ancient civilization that was rumored to had reside in this hidden region nearly ten thousand years ago. Sadly, their first day at the other site showed no luck with any results, except for a small number of idols and an old marble tablet that was cracked at the base. However, today might be different for them.

"I...I'm not sure," Kane panted while examining the map, beads of sweat dampening the fabric as he kept pace a few feet behind his friend. "I don't think it's too far...," wiping his brow and huffing, "..but next time you ask for my company, can you choose some place cooler? Or at least not so humid?" Clearly, the jungle was never a fun place for someone with a lot of fur, as the two found out the hard way while getting pelted by mosquitoes.

"Sorry...," Magnus apologizes as he glances back, making sure his friend was alright. "My employers were really persistent having me check out this lead, and with Bolt out doing other assignments, you were one of the few guys I tried calling up. Believe me...I'm feeling this jungle heat getting to me too...," he replies as he glances up at the canopy. The thick leaves and tall trees were a blessing to provide protection from most of the ultraviolet rays, but the humidity was still grueling to bear with as the folf wiped his head, then turned forward to keep swinging his blade to press on further. Fortunately, it appeared like a clearing was coming up ahead.

"Well, I would say jump in the water, but with the various critters swimming in there...," shivered Kane at the dreadful notion, his palms starting to smell from amount of sweat he continues to wipe off his brow and muzzle. "What are we really looking for exactly?"

After several more swings through the thicket, Magnus smiled and pointed a finger out towards the structure planted in the center of the clearing. "That right there I believe." Stepping forward over the rock and broken vegetation, their feet touching the smooth dirt basin, Magnus and Kane came face to face with the ruined temple they were searching for. Huge trees cascaded over the front entrance and roof in a net-like appearance, tangling into the cracked structure in various areas to give a testament to how long forgotten this place was from the world. Taking out his canteen of water, the folf gulped down the fresh elixir some before handing it over to his parched friend, who took several big swigs before corking it back. "So surreal...Come on; let's check it out!" The folf beamed with a smile as he holstered his machete and rushed to the temple steps, the blue wolf chuckling in amazement as he clutched the map tightly in his paw and followed in close pursuit.

"Let's be careful though," Kane warned with an extended paw as Magnus rubbed a paw over the stone pillar, feeling the crusted grains and texture grind across his pads. "Don't want us getting hurt or stuck here."

The folf grinned as he gazed back at his concerned buddy, trying to be lively and enjoying the moment, but giving a slight nod that he understood the suggestion. "Indeed. We'll take it slow and survey each room carefully," he mentioned with a playful fist bump to Kane's shoulder, making him smile back. "I can tell you're just as excited as me, heh heh."

"Definitely," he nodded back. "Just doesn't hurt to be careful when walking around a place that hasn't been seen in thousands of years, heh heh."

Once the two had a plan, they stepped forward past the pillars only to pause for a moment as Magnus extended an arm to his side, blocking his friend's movement. "Hold up," the folf alerted, gesturing the strange marking symbols that lined the outer door. Magnus saw a few of them on the pillar too, but he hadn't seen this type of text ever. "Man this is crazy...," pondered the Folf as his tail wagged idly. "Wonder if it's some ancient code the builders crafted for this place."

"Hmmm, probably...either that or a warning from whoever once resided here." Kane stepped forward, rubbing his paw hand slowly over a few symbols, just as baffled as the folf to what it all meant. "Well, we won't know more unless we check out the inside," he said, shaking his head.

"Agreed. Still, we should be vigilant. No telling what we'll find down here," remarked Magnus as they descended the opening steps to the first large room. "Let's go."

The two worked together to get through the various thicket walls of vines that impeded their initial movement inside. Nature had definitely made this sanctum its home over the years, but a couple of tugs and claw slashes from the canine anthros were more than enough as they were in awe at the first room. An old stone pedestal appeared crafted as an altar in the center room, a few stone chairs motioning on one side as vines and plants penetrating the old rock that stretched throughout the room; even the ceiling looked to have had better years, a partial hole of sunlight blanketing some of the floor as a part of tree broke inside and spilled forth various vines tendrils into the room and buried in the ceiling.

While they surveyed the room carefully, two stairways appeared visible on back wall from them, appearing to descend down deeper while a small room resided on each side of them. "Looks like a meeting hall or place of worship from the setup here," Magnus inquired with a stroke on his chin, Kane walking over to scan the top of the stone-like altar. "Interesting things here, though." Taking a moment, Magnus reached into his back pouch, pulling out a small red journal to pen down some of the observations as Kane glanced over.

"What are you writing?"

"Some notes on what we're finding, of course," grinned the folf as he continued. "They didn't really mention any specifics of what this place could have. It was mainly to look around once we found it for anything of old origin or worthy of being chronicled in a museum." He shrugged as he put away the pen and journal, stepping to the side while walking towards the back wall. "The usual things dungeon divers find, I suppose..."

"Well, let's look around more, but try not to touch anything, alright?," mentioned Kane as Magnus glanced back with a funny thumbs up. With that in mind, Kane adjusts his vest before heading in the opposite direction towards an alcove near the side room. But just before the wolf could step a few feet forward, his heart sank and his ears perked with dread as he felt a rumble shift the room some. In a matter of seconds, he staggered forward to keep his balance before a shout from behind caught his attention, making him swing around in horror. Where his friend once stood now resided a large gaping hole in the floor, stone debris crumbled inward as it must've given way from the shake.

From the unfortunate folf's perspective, he could only get off a gasp in shock as his feet had no ground to stand on just a moment ago, being plunged deep into a shadowy abyss. Magnus's heart must have flown out of his chest during the fall, since he could only gaze up in despair at the fading light above as he rapidly descended below. For another rough time in his life, he feared it would be his end; going down to death's door from a freak fall. However, his dread would soon be washed away as he immediately felt a rush of something wet sweep over his fur once he landed below. Since little light reached this lower level, Magnus initially couldn't see what it was he fell in, figuring it was some deep indoor pool or underground lake. Shaking his head in the liquid, he swept his arms in a breaststroke motion to rise up as air rushed back into his lungs once he broke the liquid surface. "Blergh....w-where is this?," the Folf mumbles to himself as he spits out the liquid. Squinting his eyes to browse the area, Magnus can hardly see anything, even with the small light source from the hole. The darkness was thick, and was starting to overwhelm the folf with how much larger the room felt because of it. Taking a few deep breaths, the explorer gathered his will and focused; this wasn't his first trip to an undisturbed ruin, and it most certainly wouldn't be his last if he had anything to say about it.

"Great...now I need to find a way back up," Magnus groaned, swimming around in place to find some land to stand on, but all he could do was tread in the water. Still unable to see through the darkness, the folf reached to his right side for his flashlight, shining the dim light over the area and stony walls. The vision only lasted briefly as the bulb started flickering on and off, probably from being soaked in the liquid. "Seriously?!?," he cursed while batting the side of the lens. "Great, this keeps getting better and better... Now where the hell am I?" Little did he know that Kane was still above him, looking down frantically for his friend as he called out. The folf's ears perked slightly as he could barely hear him. For some reason though, it started to feel harder to swim around in whatever this stuff was. His fur began to feel a bit sticky and oily to the touch. And since his flashlight was no use, the dim light coming in from the ceiling couldn't let him make out what was in the water.

"Uuugghh, why does it feel like I jumped in a tub of syrup?," Magnus groaned as he rubbed his fingers together. He could partially see the shimmer of a sticky substance that matted over his fluffy purple fur, but he couldn't get it off.

"Magnus! Are you alright?!?," yelled Kane as he waved his paw from the top of the opening, trying to spot his friend. "Can you hear me?"

"Yeah Kane!," the folf hollered back from the shadows. "I'm fine! Just covered in something..."

Suddenly, Magnus's eyes widened as he felt something slither along his right leg as he drifts in the water. It was slimy, and big. Really big. Glancing down at his leg, he wiggles it out of the water towards the light as best he could to get a better look. Initially, the folf thought it might be a snake. If only that were true... As the light shined on the object, Magnus could see it was some semi-transparent tentacle of goo, and started immediately freaking out as it started to coil around his leg!

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?," Magnus yelped. He had never seen such a thing, and wasn't in the mood for pleasantries with it. The struggle ensued once the folf instinctively started raking his sharp claws in swipes over the tentacle, using all his strength to tug himself free. Yet the damage done only agitated the thing more as it wiggled more up his thigh, constricting over his waist as he found it more difficult to breath. "Urgghh..huff...huff..get...off me!!" Magnus squirmed in place like a fish on a hook, flailing and shoving against the foreign entity as it continuing sapped his strength. No matter how much he attacked the creature, it still fought back with the same fury as before. As if one tentacle wasn't bad enough, Magnus could partially see the water slosh to his side as a second tentacle erupted from the water, wrapping over his other leg before entangling with its partner at his waist. In a matter of seconds, the purple folf who was still covered in oily slime was being hoisted by the massive tendrils into the air, kicking about futilely as they started to bind his arms to his sides. Yet while all of this was occurring, the touches rubbing over his fur was already starting to send a tingling sensation over his body with each passing second.

The tentacles gripped tight over Magnus's muscled form, giving strong squeezes to drain out his air supply. He winced slightly as a sudden shattering sound echoed through the room, glancing down to see the busted remains of his machete splash into the water below. Shivering for a moment, Magnus began to feel weird and funny from the slimy tentacles rubbing over his fur. Even more odd was the fact that his squirming was ceasing; instead of fearing of the danger creeping over him, his tongue began to lull out of his maw while the rest of his muscles started to relax. "This feels...really nice actually," spoke the hazed stricken folf as he leaned back into the big tentacle.

The trance state started to warp his thoughts as he dangled in the tentacles embrace, his ears twitching about as a deep voice started to whisper words into his head. The language was very strange and something the explorer couldn't comprehend. Yet it felt so...alluring. As Magnus's lupine lips curled into an awkward smile, a pair of glowing green eyes could be made out emerging from the water. It's gaze focused intently on its prey as the tentacles fastened their grip tighter, watching as the leather vest, pants and other attire of its captive started to dissolve and fall in clumps below. With each slither along his fur, the tingling sensation increased as more slime enveloped poor Magnus. Despite the predicament, his face showed he was really enjoying it, especially as the lower arm sliding over his dissolved pants started to slither under his thighs and probe at his tailhole, causing it to pucker from arousal as it too started to tingle. Magnus tried to mutter out something, but the trance gripping over him quieted his noise. Wherever the green eyes moved, his blue eyes followed. As the wet tentacle squelched with a slap and poke at his ass, he couldn't help but instinctively flex his gluts more to the touch.

A loud hum came from the creature as it rose its hidden head up from the water, pulling its prey closer with its arms as more slimy tentacles came from the shadows to welcome the folf with a gooey hug. The more the slime began to accumulate over the purple fur, the more of it started to dissolve into a goo-like version of itself while still remaining fur-like to the feel. A deep sigh could be heard from Magnus leaning back as his fluffy form began to liquify rapidly into a purplish goo figure of himself. Meanwhile down below, his pleasure levels had risen up even more as his purple cock was proudly splayed out to the waiting creature, as if offering it as a token of submission. The creature seemed pleased by this as one of its arms coiled around the big-sized package, carefully lubing it up with slick slime while it stroked the tip of the folf's leaking member with slow rubs. Yet as this was going on, Magnus's eyes widened as he felt a quick pressure reach his backside before letting out a deep moan. "Ooooo god...yyyeessss...." It felt so euphoric as that big tentacle pushed through his tight pucker, wiggling deeper to spread his inner walls while lubing them up with the same slime that coated his outer frame.

The tentacles danced and slithered about the slimy fur of the changing folf, giggling some as his skin started to bubble over as his insides continued to shift. Although he was becoming more viscous like living pudding, his body was still able (or at least feel like) he retained a bone structure within. In reality, the slime was making him a more dense liquid to retain his shape. Magnus could hardly speak appropriately now with the strange language flooding his head, though he could hardly care about it as he shuddered with closed eyes when the tentacle gave a caressing squeeze on his swollen canine bulb.

Once his eyes reopened, a pair of slit, yellow eyes glowed back eerily in the darkness as a strange smile crept over the folf's oozing maw. He idly began to sway back and forth into the wraps of the all the tentacles swarming over him, eager to please him like the one on his shaft and rammed down his flexing asshole. Slime flung about from his thighs as he began to buck with each squeeze of his knot, sputtering out the remains of his once normal seed as the new liquid seeped beneath his thin flesh surrounding his orbs. Energy began to flood over Magnus as his balls became filled and more bloated with the new seed his caretaker was providing from all those tentacles, each one petting over his slime covered self. Interesting enough to him, he shuddered with each breath as the tentacle snaked further down his sphincter and along his intestines, as if it was searching for something. A low growl echoed from his mouth as with each stroke over his cock was making it grow in size. With each inch in expanded, the more horny the folf started to feel, so much as to lean his head forward in the trance to the green eyes with a growing need. A need to be filled. As a tentacle rubbed over his wet nose end, Magnus's nodded his head with little thought before opening his purple, slime dripping maw as far as it could go, giving an invitation for another thing to enter if it so wished.

Thank you...my child. You deserve a nice treat for your compliance.

With little time wasted, the creature quickly extended out two of its tentacles as they pushed deeply into the folf's open maw before plunging down his throat. Slime drooled down his cheeks and lips as Magnus gave a muffled moan, unable to give an audible as he instinctively gulped down the members deep into his bowels. Once it reached its destination, Magnus squinted some with his yellow eyes as his new vision made the room seem so clear to him. Though in a trance still, he could tell that this room was an underground storage chamber of sorts, based on the busted crates against the walls. But what really caught his attention was when he saw the tentacle start to fatten up on the end. Large lumps could be made out as they inched along the tentacle towards the muzzle of the folf they had penetrated, the changing canine's eyes lighting up as he could make out what they were. Eggs! HUGE eggs, at that. And from the number of lumps he could already count, there looked to be nearly 10 in view along its length.

My gift...to you..., hummed the green-eyed creature before its new subject. By this point, every noise and syllable uttered in the ancient tongue was recognizable to the new goo beast, as if he knew it before. The purple goo folf could only wiggle about with glee as he felt that first large egg widen his maw before pushing down his throat and into his growing belly. Actually, it wasn't just his belly and cock growing by now: all of his changing body was growing in size as he became filled with more slime!

As much as his normal self would worry at his predicament, the new Magnus was in a state of pure arousal and serenity, like everything molding him into his new self was a natural experience for him. His bestial muzzle expanded in size while taking on a more monstrous appearance as slime continued to envelop over it. The creature must have calmed him from its gaze, which was very creepy in the void that surrounded it. Yet to Magnus, it instead gave a soothing presence. By this point he had grown nearly a foot in size from all the slime that he drank from the maw tentacle while the other two pumped more into him from the other areas, and yet he was still getting bigger. Even more so, the added slime seemed to be making his mind more clear as he grinned with his glowing yellow eyes, hearing his new master speak its will to him with more clarity.

You are one of the chosen, my son...and you will only become better, and stronger as you serve me. But first...advance above...punish the trespassers...breed...

_ _ Magnus's bloated slime belly gurgled and sloshed as it kept swelling out with his growing frame. Each egg dropping down his gullet felt right at home in the moist and dense chamber of his stomach, feeling it press more into his growing length as he bucked that monstrous rod into it.

The goo beast continued to murrle and growl from its growing muzzle with compliance as the primal nature twisted his thoughts about, molding him into a willing servant for the creature before him with a new purpose to fulfill. Magnus's eyes glowed brightly with delight as he greedily began to suckle down more of the slime entering his maw, accelerating the changes further as his hulking body grew several more inches in an instant. His bloated belly swayed along that massive member as he bucked and shook it about along the slimy tentacles that fondled his package, causing him to growl and howl his head back as it sputtered out thick ropes of slime cum over the water and stone walls. Gooey spines began to poke and jut out rapidly over the beast's arms, legs and back with his growing size as the taint spilled faster into him. The yellow aura had already converted his entire purple frame as intricate neon yellow markings ran down his limbs and chest/back, like they were of an ancient text or tribal look of an old race. Sensing the final changes coming to light, the tentacles began to pull away until only the main 3 were left to please the new servant as several black markings along his thighs and sides surfaced to finish his new look.

Your rebirth...is complete, Magnus. How do you feel now, heh heh?

The creature lord's thoughts rang truer than ever as the remaining tentacles snaked out of the goo beast's insides, leaving behind its own drool of slime dripping from its muzzle and leaking out of the beast's asshole, an subtle indication of the delicious nectar that was pumped into him. Magnus could only marvel with delight as his and improved body, being much more intimidating than his regular folf self. Gazing down into the pool with those bright yellow eyes, he could clearly see himself in the reflection. His goo beast self stood a staggering 9 feet in height and was adorned in various yellow runic patterns that dug into the rest of his purple goo body, like an old deity of sorts. Bringing his "paw" to his muzzle, a jolt of excitement ran through his slimy figure as he ran that huge paw over his enormous muzzle, slurping some at the big fingers to taste his own slime.

Out of the corner of his eye, he grinned as he saw a tendril approaching his maw, possibly one of his masters. Magnus cooed before lazily wiggling a claw to beckon the tendril tip over to him. Immediately his long black tongue, which was more meaty in size now, slithered out of his maw and wrapped over the smaller tendril, giving it a tug forward as he began to give it a good suckle of a kiss. "Mmmmph, that feels exhilarating...," the creature mumbled through his slurps. "Huh? Is...Is that...my voice?" To his surprise, Magnus's voice was much deeper, and even more vile, in tone than it was before. It was as if he had reverted to a primitive form of himself from long ago, and it felt that way as new memories of an ancient time began to mold into his mind.

Shaking his head with slime chunks dripping into the pool below, Magnus shuddered as the electricity ran through his body. Everything about his new body felt so rich. The new gift granted him strength of ages past as he flexed his hulky beast form in the pool, the broad muscles bubbly with thick cords of muscle that were coated in purple and yellow goo. Even more stunning were the rows of spines and spikes that protruded from his flesh. They moved on their own, and seemed to add an extra detection feature to his frame, since he could feel the temperature and air so well around him. They flexed and extended from whatever sense he drove into them, all plastered over his arms and legs. His senses were sharper than ever, including his hearing and his new form of sight as he gazed about the room and could see the outline of his host, still idly smiling a green row of teeth to go with those bright green eyes looking back at him. "Arrggh...this will take getting used to though. My thoughts...are still a mess of sorts," Magnus groaned as he ran his massive paw along his big head, feeling it ache some. The transition to his new form might have been complete, but his new sentient thoughts were still dull and needed some time to fully adjust into him.

Relax, my servant. In due time you will come to remember who you once were...a proud and noble warrior of our race. The creature seemed to chuckle with amusement as it sloshed its massive tentacles about in the water, submerging more as it started to disappear below.

"Wait, Master! I must-" Upon seeing his liege start to leave, Magnus stepped forward on his huge slimy feet in the pool, rushing over to the creature as he nearly stopped in his tracts with surprise. Without even thinking, four slimy tentacles had extended forth to reach into the water, but they appeared to be coming from behind him? "Huh?," inquired the goo beast as the tendrils seemed to act on his own thoughts. It would appear that he could manifest and control them himself. "Amazing," he grinned as he ran a finger over one of them.

Heh heh, indeed it is. There are many things you could can as servant of our race once again, and I'm certain you'll come to enjoy them...in due time. But for now, there is a more pressing issue, yeeesssss?

"Indeed," grinned Magnus as he knelt into the water with a bowed head. Looking at his chest, he could already understand what his master meant by those words from the sight of his bloated belly. He chuckled with pleasure as he swept over his monstrous black cock that poked at his tummy, feeling all those objects he swallowed before shift about inside him. Eggs. Lots of them at that. They needed a new home, and he was more than eager to find them one as he could still make out the cries from above.

You can feel it, can't you? The need to breed...mmmmm I can feel it in your thoughts, as if they were my own.

"What do you ask of me, my lord?," growled the bestial Magnus with a shake of his belly.

Seek out the intruder and punish him...Make our pride great again... As those words rang in his head, Magnus rose up to his feet as the Alpha creature submerged away into the pool of slime and water, completely out of view as the purple/yellow goo beast stared upward.

"As you wish...my liege..." bowed the feral beast, giving an evil grin as he glanced over his slick and spike-covered arm, flexing his sharp claws about in his massive paw. "Mmmmmm can get used to this, heh heh."

Magnus's steps quaked over the ground some with his huge form as he exited the water, striding over to the door that lead upstairs. He chuckled in amusement, knowing full well that door was too small for him as he crashed through the stone archway, his spiked folf tail (looking more draconic) swaying about like a club to knock over another pillar in its wake. His ears were already perked from the noises above, sniffing the air with his heightened senses for the scent of his prey. His friend. A sly grin dripped over his maw as he climbed the ruin steps, running those sharp claws across the walls as he lurked up and dug deep gashes in the brittle stone. "Think I need to go get 'reacquainted' with my friend," growled the beast as he gave one of his sentient tentacles a lick on the tip.

"Magnus! Where are you?!?," yelled the blue wolf as he paced frantically about the hole. It had been about ten minutes since his friend had vanished from the fall, and Kane was already feeling helpless at what to do. He didn't know if any of the nearby rooms would lead downward, much less what might have been inside them. "If you are still alive down there, give me a sign damnit!"

Little did Kane know, he was already being watched from behind a wall. Magnus snickered to himself as he could see the heat outlining of his prey, pacing back and forth with panic. He was a super elite hunter now as this feral goo beast, able to read different spectrum readings with his enhanced vision...including heat and temperature. Creeping all fours gave him a rush, a primal lust of marking and tracking his prey in an unknown environment to it, but one he now knew all too well. Magnus's meaty tongue slathered his muzzle as he crept forward, his huge paws shaking the floor and even denting them with each step he took. Even as a hulky beast like this, he pondered that he must be just as agile with how well he could flex and mold his muscles over in his frame as he shrunk down to half of his size. "Yes Kane...I'm here," Magnus laughed as he peered his yellow eyes around a corner, getting a full view of his friend before retreating behind the wall. "I can't wait for you to meet the new me...," he remarked rubbing a clawed frame over his belly with eggs, "as well as my young."

As the words left his muzzle, Magnus could already see the big puddle forming beneath his frame as larger clumps of his frame and fingers plopped below. The purple and yellow pool with a hint of black goo began to spill over the floor of the stony temple as the beast liquefied itself. In a matter of seconds, the puddle had seeped completely into the cracks, vanishing Magnus from sight. In the distance, only loud yells for help could be heard breaking the eerie silence of the ruins as Kane rummaged through his backpack. Little did he know, he wasn't looking for his friend; instead, his friend was looking for him.