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Newlyn awoke and couldn't help but still have a grin on his face from what had happened the night before. Samantha had kissed him, and not just some friendly peck on the cheek, but a full blown make-out session right in front of his door. He couldn't wait to go down to breakfast with Samantha at their now-usual time as he quickly performed his morning tasks to get ready. Just as he was mid-way through brushing his teeth he saw his phone screen light up and it buzzed with his client today, picking it up while still brushing as he unlocked the device to see who it is. As soon as he saw whose face it was; however, every muscle in his body froze and as he continued to stare at the screen the toothbrush fell forgotten to the ground.

A few minutes later the latex snow leopard was knocking at Marlene's door, a worried expression still on his face as he clutched the phone with his other hand. He heard the orca tell him to come in and when he quickly entered the office he saw her sitting there behind her desk still staring at the screen. "Well hello there Newlyn," Marlene said as she finished what she was doing and looked up at him. "What can I do for you today?"

"There has to be something wrong with the machine," Newlyn replied as he quickly closed the distance to her desk and tossed his phone on it, the picture of the female ocelot still displayed as he pointed at it. "There's no way that they can expect me to do this with her."

The orca looked at him before glancing down at the phone, scrolling through the information before handing it back to him. "This all seems pretty straight-forward," she said finally with a small shrug. "What seems to be the problem with this Daytona that you dislike?"

"...you really don't know?" Newlyn asked, the orca shaking her head before the latex snow leopard sat down with a sigh. "She's my friend... and apparently with what happened while moving back and forth between realities she was also my friend when I was that fox guy. It's not that I don't want her to do this, it's just... weird is all, I mean won't she recognize me or something?"

"Well we've made no effort to disguise your identity while you were in here," Marlene replied as she leaned back in the chair. "I do not pretend to know the machinations of the machine that allows us to do what we do or how it does it, I'm just here to help get people the lives that they want. Perhaps you should look at the potential reason why, of all my staff, it chose to put her in your care instead of someone else's. Unfortunately that's the only real answer I have for you... unless you want to try and get a switch made, I suggest that you go to breakfast and get something to eat before your day starts."

The tone had a note of finality as the busy boss gave Newlyn a nod before looking back at her computer screen. The latex snow leopard has little to do but go and take her advice, heading back to the cafeteria in order to eat. To his dismay he saw that Samantha had already started to pack up to leave, though she did notice him quick enough to not leave and give him a chance to get over to her. "I was wondering whether or not I was going to see you today," she said with a grin, though it fell slightly from her muzzle when she noticed the frown on his face.

"Sorry, I was just talking to the boss lady..." Newlyn said as he held out his phone. "I have a bit of a problem with my latest client." The latex snow leopard explained the situation about Daytona and the fact that he was going to be essentially guiding his best friend through her transformation. He also told her about his encounter with Marlene in her office and to his surprise the cheetah just nodded a bit in understanding.

"Well I think Dr. Quaros is right," Sam said as she handed the phone back to him. "I think that the reason that she's even here in the first place is because of you, or at the very least related to you. Perhaps you should go down the rabbit hole and see where it goes."

"Well, I guess, but..." Newlyn felt himself chewing on his lip and looked down at the ground. "What if... she's like attracted to me? You said yourself that it's very possible that I've indirectly influenced her being here."

The rubber cheetah giggled and put her hand on Newlyn's cheek. "Then you talk to her about it, silly," she said before she put the tray she had been holding the entire time on the rack. "I have to go, my client is probably waiting for me already, but if you two don't run away and get married or something I'll see you at dinner and we can talk more about it. Good luck!"

With that Newlyn was left to eat breakfast by himself, though this time he took one of the community tables that sat in the center of the cafeteria. He talked to a few of the employees that were there and when he asked about those that they knew coming in for a treatment they all gave a somewhat similar answer; they were there to be happy and that's what they were going to help them achieve. Some had even recommended the spa to their friends and family because they knew that they were feeling lousy about themselves and wanted a change of pace. The answers he got floored Newlyn slightly, but they all pointed him in the same direction on what he needed to do, sighing as he put his half-eaten food in the garbage before heading towards the atrium.

As he stood outside the door of the waiting area where his friend was Newlyn's mind continued to race with what he was going to say. Would the machine allow her to recognize him, or was she going to treat him like just another employee? Unfortunately he wouldn't know which way that pendulum was going to swing until he got in there as he took a deep breath and opened the door. The second he stepped in and the female feline looked at him he knew on what side that coin landed before she even opened her mouth to confirm it.

"Newlyn?" she asked in question as she tilted her head. "I thought you were away at a conference or something... what are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing, Daytona." Newlyn deflected, knowing that her name was going to be one of things about her that remained the same. "I didn't think that you were the spa type and yet here you are. What's the deal?"

The latex snow leopard tried not to show his discomfort as he could tell the question made his friend somewhat uncomfortable. "Holly suggested this to me," she said, the name registering with Newlyn as the one that had been part of the group that had given him the spa package in the first place. "She said that it would totally change my outlook in life and that it already did for her when she came. I was going to just ignore it, but I didn't want to have her think I was ungrateful so... here I am, I guess."

Holly had been to the spa as well... Newlyn took a moment for the information to digest as she imagined the bubbly antelope woman as anything else but herself. How many people has his place changed already, he wondered as Daytona had asked him once more what he was doing here. The question quickly snapped him back to reality and he gave her a quick explanation where a few of the treatments here were a joint effort and he was just making sure they worked properly before quickly telling her that they needed to get going. Of course they really were in no hurry, in fact as Newlyn looked back down at the treatment list it was mostly just two major physical shifts with nothing mental that was listed.

For the first few hours Newlyn once more led Daytona through a number of the more normal treatments, helping her get genuinely relaxed before he led her to something that he hadn't even realized existed in the spa until now. "So... this is one of our full-body massage beds," Newlyn described as he showed her to one of several metal pedestals that were covered with a shiny black sheet. "It's got gel on one side and as you lay there the other one seals you in before you begin to get massaged by myself. It's got sensory deprivation qualities and the gel can be set for optimum temperature and firmness."

"So this is what they got you working on I take it?" Daytona said as Newlyn pulled the rubber sheet aside and revealed the firm, semi-translucent purple gel underneath. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm sure there's a lot of technical detail in the gel and such to make sure it's safe for the public. It's just... it looks like one of those vac-rack things where people get suctioned in."

While Newlyn had hoped she didn't know what those were, she was right that it looked exactly like that. "Well it probably just has similar technology or something," Newlyn replied before he motioned at the one she would be in. "Now before you step inside you're going to have to strip... unfortunately it's part of the process to remove any clothes that could interfere with the procedure. If you want I can look away until you get inside and cover up with the sheet."

"Nah, it's not like we haven't seen each other with much more on when we went on that company outing at the beach together," she replied as she began to take off the robe that the spa had issued to her. "Just try not to gawk too much, alright?" Even though Newlyn managed to nod he could feel himself blushing as she got naked in front of him. Even though it was only for a few moments the fact she didn't mind his gaze made him wonder if his theory on her was true as he slid the shiny sheet over her to cover her up before making sure that her air supply was properly connected.

Once all the set-up was complete Newlyn took a step back and activated the machine, watching as the gel and the rubber suctioned together quickly to form an outline of Daytona's feminine form. Now he was supposed to use either his hands or the massage wand to stimulate her in order to transition the feline into her transformation, but as he put out his hands out to do so he found them shaking slightly. Even though it was part of what he was supposed to do he couldn't help but wonder if she was going to take this the wrong way or have it be part of the reality being woven around them, or even if she would remember and he was just overreacting. As he continued to hold his hands out over the rubber; however, something else began to happen that made him realize that he was definitely wrong about his assumption of what was going on...

At first Newlyn thought he was seeing things, but as the real scales began to replace the synthetic skin he realized that he wasn't the object of Daytona's affections after all. As the bright red scales traveled up his body he began to feel slightly off-balance, and when he looked down at himself he realized that his legs had started to pull together without him even realizing it. The second his thighs touched together more scales began to grow out where the fusion happened and the muscle swelled until even a divot where the two appendages had been one no longer remained. As he grunted while supporting himself with his arms he realized that it came out in a low hiss and looked at his own muzzle just in time to see more of it push out into his field of vision.

"So... I guess she doesn't want me after all..." he said quietly to himself as he slowly guided himself to the floor as bone and flesh in his legs turned to muscle while it was still being knit together. "I don't know of any nagas at work, either... Perhaps it's not a certain person but a type of creature? I mean, this plus the fact that she's in what is essentially a vac-bed would mean that she's into this sort of thing. Should have asked... course I didn't even have an inkling that this was where this was going."

Newlyn's train of thought was interrupted when he heard Daytona groan and he realized that he was neglecting his client. With his lower body mostly converted into that of a naga he was able to get himself upright as he reached over with a scaly arm and grabbed one of the massage wands. Unlike himself he knew exactly what the creature in the vac-bed was going to become as he leaned on the platform and turned on the device. His hand sunk slightly in the rubber and gel substance as he took the massager and started to go over her entire body.

The file had implicitly said that Daytona wasn't going to change her species, apparently the ocelot was more than happy being what she was as far as that went. What was going to happen to her was a change that Newlyn was more than happy to help bring about as he took the want and concentrated it over her nipples. Much like his previous foray into the opposite gender he watched as Daytona's chest began to shift, but unlike his transformation he saw the sensitive breast begin to deflate before his very eyes. As the mass shifted to other parts of her body her left boob quickly shrank down until it was the firm pectoral of a male. After he did the same thing to the other one it was like she had never had them, and with the ministrations he had been doing over her entire body it looked like a feline guy was trapped between those two layers of latex... save for one last part.

Despite the seriousness he wanted to take for his friend's transformation the naga couldn't help but grin as he took the massager and put it down towards her groin, watching his friend squirm as his other hand pressed against the latex yellow scales that had formed on his own chest. It was incredibly arousing to see her squirm in the vac-rack, gasping with pleasure as he continued to stimulate her. Of course she wasn't going to be a her much longer as her clit began to grow, the rubber around it pushing outward slightly as an entirely new organ was forming between her legs. Newlyn watched in rapt fascination as the rubber-covered groin had a tiny cock that quickly swelled to a length and width similar to his own while a bulge formed underneath it.

Even as Daytona formed a fully-erect six inch member Newlyn couldn't help but continue to tease his friend, leaving the wand cradled against his groin while his hands went up to squeeze the ocelot's new masculine chest. A deep grunt escaped from where the newly-created male was breathing as the pleasure increased two-fold for him, his wiggling intensifying as his hips thrusted up in the air to try and gain even more stimulation. Unfortunately for him that only caused the massager wand to drop down further onto the vac-rack, which signaled to Newlyn that it was time to finish him up. With one last slide of his latex hands down the encased male's body he moved over to the release valve and clicked it open.

The second that the two layers of rubber separated a latex hand reached out and grabbed onto his, Newlyn helping up the ocelot as he was pulled from the gelatinous bed. Daytona let out a small rumble of approval as he looked down at himself, sliding his fingers down his muscular body as he traced a finger over one of the black lines on his body. "Mommy like..." He said as he looked down at himself. "Or I guess it's Daddy now."

Newlyn was surprised that Daytona seemed to be aware of his transformation as he looked at himself. "You are looking rather good," he said, causing the rubberized feline to notice that he's there. "How are you feeling?"

"Feeling even better now that you're here," Daytona said as moved over to him. "Of course I still have quite a bit of tension in my lower body, perhaps those coils of yours could squeeze it out of me? Unless, of course, you don't have the ability to do so."

As the rubber ocelot continued to give him bedroom eyes while biting his lower lip, those hands of his sliding down his bright red latex scales. Now that he was a naga it was clear that any trepidation his friend had was out the window, and though it was a bit awkward Newlyn suddenly felt a bit more... dominant. He found himself wanting nothing more than to get that latex feline in his coils, and from the erection that was pressing against his body it was clear that Daytona wanted the same. At that point he decided to indulge in those instincts, letting the naga personality that his friend wanted coil around his psyche.

The second that Newlyn let himself succumb a confident smirk formed on his muzzle before he reached up and kissed the other male. The second their maws met it was like a spark that set them both off, their tongues sliding along over one another before Daytona pulled back and looked at him with a smirk. "We have a problem here," he said, Newlyn tilting his head before he felt a hand run down his synthetic scales. "The problem is that those coils of yours aren't wrapped around me, you think you can change that?"

"I certainly can arrange that," Newlyn replied as he used his serpentine lower body to slide around Daytona's new form. He could see the ocelot groan and his eyes roll back into his head from the sheer sensation of their latex forms rubbing against one another. Newlyn was experiencing the same wonderful feeling as he coiled his body around the willing feline.

Daytona's erection throbbed hard against Newlyn's belly scales as he continued to slide all over the ocelot, pinning his arms and legs together with his muscular snake body while the feline wiggled and quivered inside them. Though their bodies had always been very flexible there was an added ability to it that allowed him not only to position himself where his own cock began to press against the pert backside of his friend, but with his head snaked around to the ocelot's groin.

With a bit of maneuvering Newlyn managed to navigate the tip of his latex member into the hole of the restrained feline while at the same time pressing his lips against the tip of the throbbing spire in front of him. The naga could feel the rubber ocelot arch his entire body from the simultaneous dual stimulation as Newlyn dipped his maw down and completely engulfed the member. "Oh gods!" Daytona cried out, his fingers pressed hard against those rubber scales that bound him as he wiggled from the stimulation. "You can... do better... than that... show me how a... real snake... squeezes..."

Even with his personality modification Newlyn couldn't help but surprised at the level of intensity that the male rubber ocelot was bringing them to, but it wasn't long before the request appealed to his newly-endowed snake side. The feline grunted and gasped as Newlyn slowly tightened the coils, which not only squeezed the rubber creature tighter, but also caused his cock to push deeper into the restrained male. Daytona's maleness throbbed hard from the increased pressure as their frictionless bodies continued to slide against one another, and even though Newlyn was being incredibly careful not to overdo it, he knew that with every inch that he compressed the latex creature's form caused another jolt of pleasure between the two as he humped deeper inside the new male. What really caused Daytona to writhe, though, was his new prostate, each time that Newlyn hit it he caused the bound male to gasp and groan.

An alien thought crossed Newlyn's mind and as he heard Daytona start to moan out something else he took the tip of his tail, which he had managed to wrap around his neck, and guided it to his muzzle. Almost instinctively the latex ocelot began to suck on it lustfully, which in turn caused the naga to tighten even more against the bondage-loving male. While Newlyn continued to pleasure the other male while humping into him in the back of his mind he could only imagine his new friend in a collar and harness, or even one of those gimp suits while be trailed along with a leash from another naga like himself. It caused him to push down harder, spurring them both on to greater lengths.

It wasn't long before the stimulation caused the kinky ocelot to climax, his new male cock spurting for the first time as Newlyn continued to keep his muzzle wrapped around it. As he came hard Daytona felt the latex tailhole of the feline clamp around his own sensitive flesh, setting off Newlyn as well. He could still feel the feline squirming around inside his coils as they both enjoyed one another for just a few more seconds. Once the two were finished Newlyn finally loosed his body from Daytona's, which caused the ocelot to gasp slightly from the sudden release of pleasure. Even though they were both finished Newlyn continued to remain wrapped around one another for a while longer while they enjoyed one another's company.

"That was great," Daytona purred as he finally got to his feet once he had been dismounted and his body untangled. "First time with a naga and a latex one to boot, for a second I thought that I had died and went to heaven."

"Well I'm glad that you enjoyed yourself," Newlyn replied with a contented hiss of his own, though as he watched the rubber ocelot stretch he was suddenly reminded of a question that had been burning in the back of his mind. "I have to ask though... what made you want to be a rubber creature in the first place?"

Daytona stopped mid-stretch and looked back at the naga with a small grin. "I actually have a really good friend that's a rubber feline," he explained, causing Newlyn to blush when he realized that he was talking about him. "When I asked around on how to become one, myself, I found out that this was one place to do it and took the plunge. I can't wait to show him the new me, but until then can I have a sexy snake man escort me out?"

Once Newlyn had waved off his friend to his new life he turned and slithered back into the atrium proper, though when he got back into the employee area he had to stop and brace himself against the wall as bulges began to appear in his serpentine lower body. He sat down on one of the nearby couches as his legs began to reform, the synthetic scales turning to his snow leopard rubber skin as he let out a small moan of pleasure. With the changing of his body his mind quickly followed, the domineering snake that enticed Daytona evaporating as his feline features returned. When he stood back up he was on two feet once again, the feline stretching before he maneuvered his way further back.

About an hour later Newlyn and Samantha were sitting in their usual booth, the cheetah grinning coyly at him as they started to eat. "So how did it go with your friend?" she asked as Newlyn felt himself also grinning sheepishly in slight awkwardness. "Was it you that she was lusting after?"

"Turns out that she just liked my look," Newlyn replied. "I guess I should have put a little more faith in the reality-warping machine that it wouldn't put me in an awkward situation, though now I have the knowledge that one of my best friends was a closet bondage enthusiast. Still, she seems to know who I am, that and the new Daytona and I are now just best bros."

"Well it's good to hear that everything turned out well for you in the end," Sam replied. "I definitely know that you were more than a bit nervous when it came to that. Though I would think that a strong rubber feline male like that would be right up your alley, don't tell me you weren't the least bit tempted by elevating your relationship up with Daytona to the next level if he asked."

Newlyn just shrugged and said that he didn't know, though deep down he knew that he wouldn't have wanted to even if the ocelot did offer. While he admitted to himself that he was attracted to his new body it wasn't what he wanted, and the more that he thought about it the more that he knew what, or rather who, he did. He could tell he was staring at the latex cheetah and when she gave him a look he quickly looked back down at his food and continued to eat. As Newlyn preoccupied himself with eating he heard a giggle from the female on the other side of the booth.

The two switched their topics over as they finished up their food, then once they were done they once more walked up to their respective rooms and parted ways. Though Newlyn wanted to act at that moment to invite Sam in he was stopped by a mixture of anxiety and fear, the former on what Sam might say and the latter for what Marlene had mentioned about staying in separate rooms. The moment quickly passed and once more the synthetic snow leopard watched the feline female walk down the hall and disappear around the corner. Newlyn sighed and opened his own door, walking inside and hitting the hay early once again.