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Final free commission for Apollo Wolf! When a storm catches two cyclists unaware, they ignore the warning signs in order to seek shelter.

It was a beautiful day to be outside; not only had the weather started out clear, cool, and sunny, but the weather had stayed that way throughout most of the morning into the afternoon. It was the best weather to go out for a bike ride, and that's exactly what Aaron and Jason decided to do. Once they had snapped on their riding gear and checked their bikes they were good to go, and go they did. The sun was high in sky as they started out into the countryside, quickly leaving their campus and cycled out into the countryside.

For Aaron, cycling was the culmination of his life at the moment. Naturally he kept up his studies and a moderate social life as well, but he never felt more at peace then when he was on the open road with a pair of wheels under him. He also cycled competitively, but he didn't enjoy it as much and only did it to upgrade his bike and other gear. It was during a college fundraiser cycling tourney, however, where he met Jason for the first time. A fellow cycling enthusiast, the two became fast friends and cycling buddies; they spent the majority of their time together one right behind the other as they rode past the farmlands that bordered their campus.

Suddenly he was broken from his serene cycling experience by an annoying beep noise that came from his wrist. "Jason!" Aaron shouted as he power pedaled next to him. "Pull over for a second!" Jason nodded and quickly braked along the side of the road; Aaron stopped right next to him and looked to see what was wrong with his GPS wrist unit while Jason took a drink from his water bottle.

"Piece of junk..." Aaron muttered as he started to fiddle with it. The screen was covered with what appeared to be static, and every time he managed to get a clear enough picture it merely told him that there were no satellite signals. "I have no idea what's going on with this thing, but I have no idea exactly where we are right now."

"Serves us right for trying out a new route." Jason joked as he grabbed a towel from his pack to wipe the sweat and dirt off his lycra skinsuit before he offered it to Aaron. He sighed and took it to wipe himself down as well; the suits were gifts from their parents and they prided themselves on them, Jason's was emerald green with silver stripes that accented his arms and outer thighs, while Aaron's lycra was a rich crimson with golden stripes. "Look, we've been traveling, what, fifteen miles on this new route?" Jason continued. "I'm sure if we start to backtrack, we will reach something familiar soon and then just make our way back to campus."

"I suppose, but I think we've got an even bigger problem." Aaron replied as he pointed up to the horizon. Both cyclists looked up to see their worst nightmare in the field, a large wall of black clouds that quickly expanded towards them.

Jason just grimaced as he took off his sunglasses and looked into the distance. "Damn, that wasn't on the weather report today..." he mused, "leave it to the meteorologist to not know a storm was coming, and it looks like a big one too. We're going to have to find something to hide our bikes and ourselves..." The two looked around a bit frantically, but both of them saw nothing but pasture and farmland. Just when they were about to give up and give out riding the storm a shot, Aaron pointed out a small barn-like structure in a field just behind them.

The sound of thunder boomed as they picked up their bikes and began to run frantically for the barn, they ignored the 'no trespassing' sign and crossed the field in record time. The sky darkened as the clouds rolled in, the first raindrops hit their face and body as they pushed open the heavy wooden door and ran inside. No sooner did they close the door then the heavens opened and rain started to pour outside, the loud sound of rain hitting the metal roof echoed loudly in their ears as they sat their bikes down on one of the walls. They looked around the small enclosure to find nothing but a few rusty tools and empty burlap sacks.

"At least we'll be comfortable while we ride this out." Jason muttered sarcastically as he sat down against the wall. "I don't suppose you have any cards or anything?" Aaron shook his head and sat down next to him, both sat in relative silence and listened to the rapidly intensified rain. It was actually rather soothing to him, especially with the occasional rumble of thunder. He looked over at his friend and found him already asleep, his breaths slow and shallow and his eyes closed. This caused him to smile slightly before he too found his eyelids drooping slightly, he yawned once before he too fell into a blissful blackness.

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When Aaron awoke again, it was much darker out then before. The sound of rain and thunder still filled his ears, seemingly even more intense than before. As he stretched out his whole body felt stiff, which he attributed to his sleep against the side of a wood wall and concrete floor. Quickly he realized his friend was no longer next to him, and the darkness of the barn made it hard for him to see anything around him.

"Jason?" He called out into the darkness. When he heard nothing back he quickly became worried and started to get up to find him. "This isn't funny man, where are you?" Suddenly there was a flash of lightning, in the brief light he saw the shine of green lycra in the corner. He also heard the sound of light groans that came from there, it sounded almost like he was sick. As another bolt of lightning flashed it gave him the bearings to find his way over to where Jason was at.

Jason was bent over on the floor, his hands covered his face as Aaron reached over to touch his shoulder. "Get away from me!" He suddenly lashed out, which caused him to fall to the floor. The lightning grew more frequent, which caused an almost surreal effect as he saw Jason's face in the light. Something definitely seemed off about it, like it was slightly puffier and almost shiner.

"Wha... what's happening to me?!" Jason shouted before he grabbed Aaron by the shoulders. He could feel the sharp pinpricks of claws against his skin as he was knocked to the ground before he could react. Up close now he could see the green coloration on his friend's face, in the light it seemed to almost have a scale-like pattern to it as he bared a pair of wicked-looking fangs at him and hissed. "Aaron... help..."

Aaron tried desperately to squirm out out from under his friend, but it seemed he had him in a death grip as his body seemed to writhe above him. Plus as he tried to move away he found his body was stiffer but also grew with an inner heat, his mind started to flood with strange sensations as he almost unconsciously brought a hand up to Jason's neck. It seemed to have a calming effect, both their breathing returned to as normal as possible. Suddenly they both became acutely aware of their slick, lycra clad bodies pressed against each other, and that both had grown quite hard despite themselves.

"Are you o-" Aaron managed to say before suddenly Jason pressed down and pressed his hardened lips against his. His eyes widened in surprise at the sudden assault on his mouth, especially when he felt something relatively thin and forked slip past his lips and tickled the back of his throat. The slick appendage also caused his mouth to burn slightly, which caused him to open his mouth even more and made the kiss even deeper. Aaron tried to break the kiss, but despite the severe awkwardness and the fact he should have repelled himself in disgust he found himself unable to fight it. As he started to tentatively poke his tongue back into his ravisher's mouth to reciprocate, he found his tongue stretched impossibly far back as Jason started to suckle onto it.

The kiss seemed to last forever in the darkness, punctuated only by brief flashes of lightning from outside. After an eternity they broke apart, Aaron suddenly aware of his face was slightly puffy and pushed out. His tongue was also entirely changed; his new appendage slid past his sharpened teeth and 'tasted' his friend in the dark. As he tried to move out from underneath his friend, his legs felt strangely stiff and hard to move as Jason stood still above him.

"Jason... I think we need help." Aaron said fearfully as he tried to shake his friend out of his apparent stupor. As he grabbed his arms below the lycra to shake him, he not only felt that his arms were much bigger than before, but also the alien sensation of scaled arms under his own equally scaled palms. He quickly let go and put his hands up to his face, the slowly changed human watched in horror in the light of the storm as his fingernails pushed out into wicked black talons and deep crimson scales sprouted out from his hands down his own arms. When he saw the scales it almost instantly triggered a burning sensation across his skin that turned to itching as he felt the scales pressed and rubbed against his lycra, which was already strained against his expanded form.

Mating will ease the pain and complete your transformation..._Aaron suddenly heard in his mind, which caused him to pause from his freaking out. _You are the dominant; your mate is waiting for you to take control. He looked up at Jason, his heart pounded in his chest as he saw his friend's green-scaled muzzle and slitted emerald eyes stare down at him. The itching and stretching sensation grew more intense as he was hesitant, particularly in his chest as his lycra suit stretched against his rapidly expanding pec and abdominal muscles, along with an unusual growing confidence that the strange voice was right in its assertion that he was the dominant one...

Aaron suddenly shook his head in disbelief as his former friend nuzzled against his neck. This isn't happening... this can't be real! He shouted in his own mind as he felt a tingle of pleasure from the contact. There was the sound like a board snapping as Jason's lycra skinsuit finally gave out, which revealed the deep emerald scales that covered his entire body, with silver scale stripes that were almost identical to the suit. What shocked, and strangely enough aroused, him the most was that his friend's legs were fused into a long snake tail that had curled around his own legs. Now Aaron was being pleasured by a fully-transformed snake man, and the worst part was he began to thoroughly enjoy it.

"Ssstop!" Aaron shouted as he used his newfound strength to push the affectionate naga away from him. Jason quickly struck back and tried to wrap around him again, but Aaron quickly subdued his lesser with lightning reflexes and pinned him to the ground. As he felt his friend... no, that didn't sound right to him anymore, as strange as it was... his mate squirm under him, he felt his cock become rock hard as it rubbed against his lycra and the scaly ass positioned exquisitely beneath him. A pleasured hiss escaped his lips as he stared to grind against his mate's hole, the sensations quickly became frustrating as his lycra pulled tighter against his body as his legs began to fuse and pulled his thickening cock against his new belly scales.

Aaron was totally awash in pleasure, his mind completely blank aside from the lust that grew between them. His mouth stretched wide in a silent groan of ecstasy as his spine stretched out to accommodate his new tail, at the same time his face pushed out into a full snake muzzle. For Jason's part he bucked his hips back in a fluid motion with his new tail muscles, his hand gravitated to his cock and began to pump it as he ground against his dominant partner's groin in desperate need. After what seemed like an eternity of torturous teasing, Aaron heard the satisfied rip of his lycra as it finally burst under the pressure of his fully transformed body and revealed his extremely sexy crimson and gold naga form.

Finally freed of its lycra prison, Aaron quickly grabbed his transformed penis, which looked tapered and more like a snake's, and pushed it into his mate. Jason groaned as he finally felt his virgin cheeks spread, the soft walls of his tailhole clamped down on his lover's cock as they began to thrust into each other. Their tails entwined and twisted around each other, their scales rubbed sensuously together as Aaron grabbed Jason's hips in order to penetrate harder and harder. They quickly became a writhing mass, their two bodies ground against each other as hands rubbed against their defined chests and tongues licked against each other's necks and faces. The air was filled with their lust, as well as their hisses and grunts, as Aaron's thrusts quickly became more frantic.

It wasn't long before Aaron's body tensed, then spasmed hard as he shot his hot snake seed into his mate's bowels. Their bodies tightened around each other as Jason sprayed his own transformed cum onto the ground, both naga men let out strangled hisses of pure orgasmic bliss as they emptied their loads. As they finished and settled into their warm afterglow they snuggled into each other, the former friends now affectionate lovers as they got their sticky seed on their scales when they lay onto the ground. The emerald naga settled into a deep sleep quickly, the crimson one smiled and ran a claw across his cheek before he started to drift off himself.

"I sssee you enjoyed yourselves." He heard a semi-familiar voice suddenly in the corner, which caused him to bolt up. A light illuminated the small barn from a lantern, which allowed him to see his new body, as well as several other naga men that all had raging erections. "As you can sssee, ssso did we."

The crimson naga formerly known as Aaron kept a wary eye on them as well as his mate. "What... what happened?" He managed to say, though it was hard to fight the roiling instincts within him. "Why did you do thisss to usss?"

"Thisss wasss your own doing." The naga, who stood head and shoulders above the rest of them and had two other nagas who stroked his throbbing hemi-penises as he moved forward towards the two. "You and your friend trespasssed on our sssacred land, and the land decided you were fitting enough to join our brood. Everything elssse isss basssed off your relationssship to each other, essspecially the ssstructure of your mating and who wasss going to be the dominant." The crimson naga blushed deeply beneath his scales, and the leader continued on. "Ssso let me be the firssst to welcome you to your new life. We will have your naming ceremony and proper introductionsss after a little... fun. Any quessstionsss broodling?"

The crimson naga thought for a second, and as he did so the leader naga positioned himself behind him with a big smirk on his face. "I guesss cycling isss out of the quessstion from now on." He quipped, a loud chuckle rose from the group of nagas as he felt the leader's throbbing manhood push his way into him. The storm continued on outside, but inside it was forgotten as the naga tribe welcomed their newest members.