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Meanwhile a hunter ran through the trees as fast as he could, panting heavily as he tried to outrun the terrifying creatures that had started to chase him. He had just gone out to see if he could catch himself a quick dinner before it got dark, but he was hardly a hundred yards away from the village before he felt something hunting him instead. Though he tried to shake off the feeling of being paranoid, by the time he had gotten properly into the sacred woods he knew he was being followed by something. When he tried to turn around and head back to the village he saw them, two creatures that were black as the night itself and with an unnatural shine in the light of the setting sun. They were monsters... and their sights were set straight on him.

Though he attempted to try and circle around and make his way back to the village they intercepted him every time, moving with a speed that definitely did not bode well for him. After the first few minutes the two creatures had split off and begun to use herding tactics on him, and though he knew that they could likely pounce on them at any time they almost seemed to be playing with him as the night grew darker around him. Soon even his heightened vision won't be enough to see through the darkness and that was likely when they were going to strike, but with nowhere else to go he had no choice but to press deeper into the woods. Luckily the cloudless sky was illuminated by the moon, and as it shone down into the forest it allowed him some semblance of vision as he staggered into a clearing.

It was there that the hunter saw something that made him wish that he was stumbling about in the dark. Standing about twenty feet away in the clearing was another monster, but unlike the predatory creatures that were after him this one seemed far more composed as it had its arms crossed. "Well well..." the strange creature said as he began to step forward. "I must admit those two were good acquisitions after all, they managed to bring one of their own right to me."

"One of their own..." the hunter said as he began to back away, only to see the two step forward from the underbrush into the light of the moon that allowed him to see his pursuers for the first time. "No way... it can't be..."

"I do believe your village is waiting on the return of two hunters, are they not?" Tae'geth said with a grin. "Well, soon it's going to be three after I'm done with you."

Once again the hunter werewolf tried to run, but before he could get more than a few steps he was suddenly pulled down to the ground by something that had wrapped around his wrists and ankles. When he looked down he saw that several thick tentacles had bound him there that came from the two corrupted werewolf creatures behind him. As much as he tried to struggle they had an iron grip on his body, forcing him to remain there on his knees as Tae'geth continued to move forward. Now that he was closer the hunter could see that the shiny werewolf also had several tentacles that came out of his back and that his rubber fur was also accompanied by patches of dragon scales as well as a few other draconic accessories.

"So you're the one causing all the trouble in the sacred woods," the hunter said as he tried to remain resolute. "Whatever you're doing, you-"

"Won't succeed, I am aware of your kind's opinions on the subject," Tae'geth said with a sigh. "I have to say, for being some of the best hunters in the region you guys aren't very good at your job. Here I've been skulking around for some time now and if those two hadn't stumbled upon my area I still would be out there waiting for you. Now... before we get any further, why don't you tell me your name?"

"...Thorn," the hunter werewolf replied as he looked away, his brain still on overdrive in order to try and figure out a way out of this predicament.

"Nice to meet you, Thorn," Tae'geth said with an evil grin. "I am Tae'geth, the soon to be alpha of your clan and corruptor of this world as I see fit. Right now, Thorn, you have two options. The first is that you willingly join me and in return for making this easy on me I'll give you certain benefits and abilities that only come from such mutual cooperation. Or... you can choose to fight me like the two behind you did and... well, you can certainly see the consequences of those actions."

Thorn swallowed hard as he glanced back to his two former hunter companions, the corrupted werewolves continuing to stand still as their tentacles kept him bound into place. It was clear that this creature was going to do something to him no matter what, whether it was by his acceptance or not, and from the looks of the other two he definitely didn't want to be part of it. Still... his lycan pride was hard to ignore, especially when his submission could mean possible danger to the rest of the pack. It was a tough choice, one that it appeared the rubber, draconic werewolf was going to stand there and wait until he made it.

"I... submit..." Thorn said as he felt his ears flatten in shame. "I will join you Tae'geth." The werewolf could feel his cheeks burn in embarrassment over the decision to save his own hide as he felt the tentacles retract from his wrists and ankles. Even though he tried to rationalize in his mind that if he was doing it to retain some semblance of himself in order to warn the others, he knew that was a lie. It was made worse when he felt the clawed hand of his new master pet him on the head and scratch behind his ears like a common dog.

"You've made the right choice," Tae'geth said as his hand slid down and cupped the canine male by the jaw to lift his head up. "Now there's only one thing left for you to do, and that's to properly show your devotion to your master." Thorn immediately knew what he meant as he looked at the ridged rubber cock that was right in front of him, the tip only centimeters away from his face as it dripped a shiny black substance. "Now don't say that you've never done it before, I know how werewolves assert dominance over one another."

Thorn frowned as he knew what the corrupted male had referred to. Every male in the village has sucked a cock or took one up the tailhole, usually by the alpha, though if anyone wanted to assert their dominance it usually ended with an orifice being stuffed. It was a fact of pack life and most males were used to such things, especially the hunters who more often than not went out in long hunting trips and found sexual gratification with one another. Though it wasn't the most well-kept secret in the kingdom, the fact that Tae'geth knew about it made him wonder just how much information he had gleaned from his former kin.

Though it would appear that he was soon going to join them as that cock continued to bob in front of his face, waiting for him. "Is there... no other way we can do this?" Thorn said as he looked away. "Or do you wish to make my humiliation complete?"

"I'm merely doing things in the manner you're accustomed to," Tae'geth replied with a smirk. "Now it's either that or I can turn back into my other form and you can go into the pod with the tentacles, though if you do that you will end up more like your friends behind you. Hard to control your transformation if you're on my back..."

Thorn sighed and looked at the furred, rubber thighs that framed the cock in front of them. If it wasn't for the fact that the synthetic fur was shiny he could have pretended it was his alpha, but everything about what he was going to do just screamed betrayal. However he could sense that the male standing in front of him was growing impatient and he felt himself lick his lips before he finally began to move forward. He gave one last look up at the rubbery creature before he slowly pushed his maw forward and felt the tip of the slick cock press past his lips and into his mouth, feeling the strange pre immediately begin to coat his tongue as he continued to press forward.

The second that the corrupted cum touched the other werewolf he had been marked, but Tae'geth continued to allow the werewolf to suck off his new master as he stood there and watched. It wasn't long before it began to take hold, the rubber beginning to drip out past his lips as the tentative sucks and licks began to become more earnest. As Thorn started to get more into it he could feel it spreading over his mouth and down his throat as well, then eventually elsewhere as the shiny black corruption began to drip out of his nose, then his ears. By the time it had completely invaded his skull the werewolf had filled his muzzle with Tae'geth's cock and had begun to angle himself so that he could begin to deepthroat it as his entire body began to shift.

But before he could get too far, though, Tae'geth quickly pulled out of Thorn's mouth, the werewolf's blackening eyes looking up in question at him as his maw was suddenly empty. "Your form is necessary to further facilitate my spread," the corrupted creature said as he wiped the ichor from his newest convert's nose. "I know there is a place where a few of your fellow hunters gather, and that is where you're going to go."

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Meanwhile Omani began to fervently work on his latest creation, his fur matted with sweat as he took the rather large tree trunk and began to strip the bark off of it. Ever since his new friend had left he had been inspired with a vengeance to complete the commission that he had just been given. As the wood splintered off with his fervent working it appeared that he wasn't the only one up late, hearing the sound of the bushes rustle around his work area. As he looked up he saw that it was one of the werewolves that lived closest to him, the chestnut-furred creature looking on in concern as he appeared in the torchlight.

"Oh hey Ronan," Omani said between hammer strikes. "What's got you up this late at night?"

"You mostly," Ronan replied with his arms crossed. "I saw the torchlight from my hut and when I got close I heard you banging away. What's possessed you to keep working so late at night? I thought that you were done for the week when you sold all those planks in the village square today."

"Well I was going to take a break," Omani explained as he continued to chip away at the wood, "but I've just gotten the greatest inspiration to create something that was requested of me. I'm just brimming with energy right now, I can't even sleep!"

Ronan looked at his friend in concern as he watched him continue to chip away. While he had seen him motivated before it was never anything like this, especially since it was in the middle of the night that he was working after a sale day. It took several more tries before the other male stopped what he was doing and gave most of his attention to him, and Ronan finally suggested that they go into his home so that he wouldn't be distracted anymore. While it was clear Omani didn't want to do so and keep working, he begrudgingly nodded and together the two males went into the house.

Once they were inside, though, Omani's behavior began to grow even stranger as he gave Ronan a sly grin while asking if he wanted anything to eat or drink. Ronan felt like the other male was flirting with him, which was very strange not only because Omani had never given any inclination he liked him before, but also since his friend knew that he was already mated with a female. Still, as they walked into his kitchen and began to prepare a snack Omani grew bolder, grabbing onto his arms and giving them a squeeze to even rubbing his rear up against him when he moved to grab something. But it was when Omani turned and tried to kiss his muzzle that Ronan had enough and pinned the other werewolf to the wall, which only seemed to cause the woodworker to giggle.

"Omani, are you drunk or something?" Ronan growled as he held the werewolf there. "I don't care how late it is, I will drag your hide to the alpha right now and he can bite your head off so I don't have to. Tell me what's going on right now!"

There was a moment of silence as Omani's goofy grin darkened, and as Ronan watched his anger turned to confusion and then fear as dark lines began to appear in the whites of his eyes. Before he could do anything he was suddenly grabbed and spun around with surprising strength as he was banged up hard against the wall. "Don't scream," Omani said in a voice that was not his own before he bared his teeth, black fluid dripping from them as his tongue stretched out of his muzzle and dripped more of the substance as it slithered in the air towards Ronan's mouth.

Though Ronan took heed not to scream he continued to try and get out of the smaller werewolf's grasp, but it felt like he had been shackled to the wall as he saw the tip of the shiny, black cock begin to poke out towards him. "You will be seeded like this one was," a voice that was definitely no longer Omani's said as both appendages continued to move towards him while a pair of shiny black tentacles pushed their way out of Omani's furry abs and wrapped around Ronan's ankles. "It would make no sense to convert you fully now, you will be my eyes and ears inside the village while this one continues to complete his task."

Ronan attempted to roar in alarm to the others but the mouth tentacle quickly darted forward and lodged itself in the open maw of the werewolf. The trapped male tried to thrash his head around but it was no use, the mutant tongue had already found its way inside, and as it pushed further back it quickly began to slide down into his throat. As Ronan looked down at Omani he saw that the woodcarver's eyes were now jet black, any semblance of his friend had vanished from his facial features as that tentacle bulged out the furred flesh of his throat.

As the liquid corruption began to infiltrate his body Ronan began to hear a whisper in his head, a voice similar to the one that came out of Omani's mouth began to whisper things that he couldn't understand as his eyes began to roll back. Even though he couldn't understand the ancient words being told to him it didn't matter, all Tae'geth needed was for them to settle into the canine's subconscious as the tentacle tongue reached the base of Ronan's neck. As soon as it did he could feel it split and branch out, working to spread as much as possible as the lines of corruption could be seen slithering underneath the fur of his chest. Just like Omani it didn't take long for the werewolf's will to break, Tae'geth enslaving yet another as he infested the werewolf's mind with his own psyche.

With the werewolf under his control Omani let go of Ronan's wrists and slid him down until he was in contact with his tentacle cock. As the tip of the tainted tool pressed up against the tailhole of the other male Ronan looked down at Omani once again, but this time with shining black eyes similar to the one that held him as the tight ring of muscle was slowly spread open. The two tainted werewolves were now linked to one another through their corruption and they could feel their lust for one another quickly escalate with Ronan's acceptance of his new master, their new master...

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As the night continued on several of the werewolf hunters were gathered at once of their favorite spots, a small hot spring that had been magically enchanted by their shaman to give them a place to relax while they were in the village. The four of them all had drinks that they had picked up from the bar earlier and were relaxing after the eve of another successful full moon hunt. As they shared their drinks and talked about their latest victory they couldn't help but feel the absence of two of their own, and though their gaze never turned to that spot that they normally took, the conversation eventually turned to their disappearance.

"We should be out there," a golden-furred werewolf said with a hint of a snarl in his voice as he splashed the water. "They've never been out on a scouting mission this long and they happen to vanish at the same time the shamans begin to see a great evil looming in the sacred woods? That's too much of a coincidence for me."

"I know that you're concerned for them, Harthor," a grey and white werewolf that was their hunter leader said as he pressed his back against the rocks and sighed. "But the alpha's rules were explicit; no one goes hunting in the woods until the shamans can divine what the creature is. Right, Mullen?"

Mullen, the brown-furred werewolf and the smallest of the group, looked down at the water silently before the charcoal grey furred male next to him spoke up. "Don't bring our shaman initiate into this," he said as he leveled his gaze at him. "You know that if it had been one of us we would already be out there scouring the area looking for any trace of where our lost members went. While I don't disagree that we need to be prepared we should still be out there looking, even if it's just the area that borders our village. Hell, we could even bring that tribe of elves that lives to the south of us to help, I'm sure they're getting the same vibes that the shamans are."

"I just feel bad for Thorn," Mullen said suddenly, which caused the other werewolves to look down at him. "Gabriel and Anon were the only other two of his scouting party and now they're missing... plus no one has seen him tonight either. Maybe he went off to look for them, himself."

"That would be very foolish of him and hopefully he knows it," the leader said with a huff. "And while I understand the position you're coming from, Wren, there's a reason we listen to the alpha. His job is to keep us safe and our job is to keep the rest of the pack safe and provide for them. If we weren't here to do the hunting then the others would have to, then everyone else would be strained to do all the tasks necessary to keep this place going."

Though his explanation was met with a number of huffs and growls it seemed to end any further discussion of the topic. In their hearts they knew that their leader was right, that all of them going off on a search for two missing kin could ultimately cause greater disaster than losing the two in the first place. It still didn't seem to ease any of their minds, though as their conversation died away and the four were left drinking in silence. A few minutes later their keen ears picked up on something, and as they looked around for the source of the noise they were suddenly surprised as Thorn leapt into the air and did a cannonball into the middle of the hot springs.

Several of the werewolves covered their drinks while others merely took the wave of water that hit them in the face as the one that caused all of it poked his head up with a grin on his muzzle. "Well someone appears to have lifted their spirits," Harthor said after spitting out a small amount of water that had gotten into his muzzle. "Of course I wish you hadn't splashed half of the hot springs into mine. Why the sudden good mood, if I may ask?"

"I just took a walk out in the woods and I got the feeling that Gabriel and Anon are still out there," he said as he swam over to Harthor and sat down next to him. "Sorry about the drink, but I think I know what I can do to make up for it." Thorn pulled up one of his hands and revealed a bottle of mead that he had been holding, the werewolf's eyes widening as he had already licked his lips. He tossed out the water-logged beverage behind him and let the other hunter fill up his cup with it before setting the bottle down beside him.

As Harthor quickly downed the new contents of his glass he went over to Mullen with a grin still on his face as he held up something in front of him. "By the way, I had to visit the shaman hut before I came here and they said that they had something ready for you," he said as he held up a smooth, black stone with lines carved into it. "They said that it's something that they've been meaning to give you, but with everything going on in the Sacred Woods they kept forgetting. When I mentioned that I would probably see you at the springs they said that it was the perfect time to deliver this to you."

"Oh, they finished with my guidance stone!" Mullen said as he held out his hand and Thorn dropped the item into it. "I didn't think they were going to have that done for me for at least another week. Thanks for bringing this to me."

Thorn told him not to mention it and then swam over to a spot close to the hunter leader, who during the exchange had just closed his eyes and sat back while relaxing in the springs. "I doubt you have anything that you need to give me," he said with a huff as he sank deeper into the water.

"Nothing like that, anyway," Thorn replied in a tone that caused the leader to open and eye and look at the grinning werewolf in question. "Perhaps there was something else that we could do while your fellow hunters are occupied? I think you look a little pent up there, Vikrun."

The other werewolf was about to ask what he possibly was implying by that before he felt a hand press against his thigh. While it would not have been out of place for one hunter to pleasure another, especially offering to a leader like himself, it was the first time that Thorn had ever done so to him and normally when they did such things it was without an audience. He began to wonder if it was just the stress of his two fellow hunters being missing that is causing him to act a bit erratically, or maybe those three had gotten off together so now he was getting a bit of blue balls. Either way the hunter leader found his member beginning to stiffen as the other werewolf's hand stroked him beneath the surface of the water.

As Vikrun looked at the other two werewolves to see if they had even noticed what was happening in his end of the hot springs he saw that those nearby hadn't even looked over in his direction. Harthor had decided to forget about the glass and go straight to the bottle, drinking it down in several large swallows. As Harthor drained the booze as fast as he could Mullen continued to examine the stone that he had placed around his neck. It appeared that Thorn had been correct in the others' preoccupation, but when he turned to tell the other werewolf he was correct he found that he had disappeared.

It didn't take long for the hunter leader to realize where Thorn had gone as he felt something engulf his half-hard member. As his legs squeezed together slightly from the pleasure he could feel the other male was there between them and then those hands slid underneath his thighs towards his rear. Despite trying to keep it low-key he had to bite his lips in order to keep himself from moaning. When he heard a loud growl of pleasure he thought he had slipped up, but when he realized it wasn't from him he turned his focus from the werewolf between his legs to his fellow hunters.

Vikrun's brows furrowed as he saw Harthor with his back pressed against the edges of the hot springs, jacking off while Mullen looked on in slight shock. As the two watched their confusion turned to fear as the hand that wasn't stroking himself went up to his chest and clutched at the fur there. The warrior werewolf's groans and growls turned to gurgles as his entire body convulsed and black liquid began to leak out of his eyes and nose. As their shaman went over to try and help Harthor went from completely arched back to doubled over, his mouth stretching open as wide as it could while several shiny, black tentacles emerged from his throat, and as they swirled around his tongue that turned into one as well.

"By the gods, Harthor!" Mullen said as he sloshed backwards as those tentacles reached out for him as Vikrun tried to pull Thorn off his own cock to go and help, only to find the other werewolf continue to suck. "I'm going to go get the other shamans to help!"

When Mullen stepped out of the hot springs he stopped dead in his tracks and clutched his chest where the amulet hung, though the false stone had already liquidated and started to spread over his fur. He fell backwards and splashed into the water, disappearing beneath the turbulence. For a few seconds he remained under the surface and when he emerged the corruption had already clearly started to take hold. Black tendrils had completely spread out from his chest, assimilating the fur as they started to curl over his lips and infest his mouth. At the same time more tentacles had started to push their way out of Harthor's back and flail in the air as Vikrun saw his packmates get corrupted before his eyes.

Just as he was about to pry Thorn's maw off of him so he could go and help his fellow hunters he felt something that caused every muscle in his body to freeze. At first he thought that it was a finger that had poked his way inside his tailhole, but as it continued to slide up into his hole it felt more like a tongue... or tentacle. He quickly realized that Thorn was the source of his corruption and he was between his legs with one of the most sensitive parts of his body in his maw. The more concerning problem was that the tentacle continued to push its way into his body until it hit against his prostate and caused him to cum right then and there.

There was nothing that Vikrun could do but continue to jerk and spasm as Thorn milked his orgasm for everything that it was worth. Eventually he was able to squirm out of the other werewolf's grasp, and when he was finally able to pull his way out of the water he groaned as the tentacle slid out of his tailhole and caused him to nearly fall forward when it did. When he finally got out of the hot spring he wished he had stayed in as his eyes went wide. Instead of the normal member that rested between his legs he was greeted with a nearly foot-and-a-half-long shiny, black tentacle cock wiggling of its own accord. As the hunter leader was preoccupied with his corrupted tool he didn't notice that something had started to rise out of the water until it could be seen between his legs.

The corruption of Tae'geth had completely consumed Thorn in both body and mind, the werewolf's head completely covered in rubber as it stared at Vikrun with glowing purple eyes. Vikrun tried to crawl back from the creature as it continued to approach him, but the pleasure he was getting from his groin was too much, especially when the former hunter reached out a hand and began to stroke it. The transforming creature groaned and dug his claws into the earth as Thorn's rubber body continued to reveal itself. Though it retained a lot of his former canine characteristics his tail had transformed into something more reptilian, the thick appendage swaying behind him, and he had sprouted a pair of wings that flapped the water off of them before folding backwards.

"Tae'geth welcomes you into his fold," Thorn said, black drool leaking from his lips before his rubber tentacle tongue slithered out and lapped it back up. "Soon all the world will see his glory and be transformed... just like we have. Open yourself and accept his gift."

Vikrun wanted to scream, to shout for help or do something, but his voice almost felt paralyzed as the ooze that had been introduced through his tailhole had already begun to spread. He could feel it in his stomach and throat as the wet fur of his chest was pushed out from the tendrils of corruption underneath it. His feet pushed against the ground as the euphoria that came from this insidious infestation continued to spread unchecked through his body. His only hope would have been from their shaman, but he was on the other side of the hot springs humping up against the air as the tentacles that had spread over his body pushed into his maw and tailhole.

As Vikrun continued to try and resist the corruption being pumped through his veins he saw Thorn kneel by his side, that latex body shining in the light as the hand still wrapped around his cock began to guide the tip downwards. His new rubber cock seemed to stretch with new length as Vikrun felt the other hand press up against the back of his head, pushing the two together as the tip of the tentacle got closer to his maw. When it was close enough that the prehensile appendage could wrap around his muzzle Thorn gave it a quick stroke that caused Vikrun to gasp involuntarily, then let out a garbled grunt as his own maleness slithered into his maw. The second that it got inside he could feel it stretch even more, pushing its way to his throat before he could back himself off of it.

When Thorn let go of the other werewolf Vikrun immediately tried to pull out the alien appendage from his muzzle, but by now the length had grown so much that even with his back completely arched he couldn't get it out of his throat. As he could feel the tainted fluid begin to leak down his throat he realized he was corrupting himself now and there was nothing he could do about it, even as his blackening fingertips continued to pull against the sensitive flesh. Soon the pleasure became too much for him and he slammed his fingers down against the ground as they turned longer and rubbery until they resembled tentacles themselves. As black veins began to appear in Vikrun's eyes he looked to his left and right to see two more rubber dragon-wolves standing next to Thorn and realized that soon he was about to join the rest of his hunters as rubber scales appeared where his fur had already melted.

The other three watched in silence as the corruption overtook their former leader's mind, his writhing head going from shaking back and forth in a futile gesture of dislodging his own cock from his maw to sliding up and down it. As his tongue peeked out past his lips to lick around and stimulate the rubbery flesh even more it had already turned a midnight black and stretched out far beyond its limits. They could see his mind succumb to the lustful will of Tae'geth just like they had, and after a rather explosive climax where blackened seed could be seen leaking out of his muzzle, the cock that had kept him pinned retracted. Once his member had shrunk back down to a normal length the four looked at one another with completely black rubber eyes before they wordlessly went back into the hot springs and submerged themselves once again...

About half an hour later a group of six werewolf hunters splashed into the hot springs, looking around and wondering where the others that usually hung around this time were as they let the warmth soak into their tired muscles. None of them knew of what lurked below, though one by one their eyes widened as they felt something penetrate their tailholes. As their eyes rolled back into their heads the others looked at them in confusion before their bodies suddenly stiffened as well. Soon all six of them began to shudder and writhe in pure bliss as the creatures under the water corrupted them, their eyes turning black as a similarly-colored shiny liquid began to leak out of their noses and mouths.