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It was a Friday night and Simon was ready to party, especially since he had just gotten his new bad-ass werewolf costume in the mail before Halloween. It was one that had been used on a movie set before or something and had been let go for surprisingly cheap, and for less than a hundred dollars he considered it to be a steal. He couldn't help but grin as he imagined the faces of all those people at the party he was about to go to, watching him with looks of envy as they saw his professionally made realistic werewolf strutting his stuff. Everyone who went to this party was always trying to outdo one another and after last year's fiasco where he didn't realize how seriously everyone took costuming, he was ready to more than make up for the embarrassment.

"I can't believe that you actually bought that just for this dumb Halloween party," Simon's friend Garret said, watching as the other male gleefully took the box and carefully opened it up at the front table. "Just because they made fun of you for not wearing something last year doesn't mean you should plunk down triple digits for this year. Seems pretty dumb to me."

"Says the person who's going as the Oscar statue this year," Simon shot back as he saw the golden zentai suit that the other male was wearing, which just caused Garret to turn around and waggle his butt at him. "Oh come on man, that's so weird."

"Hey, if you got it you flaunt it," Garret replied as he flexed, his admittedly impressive muscles bulging under the spandex. "Plus its basically free advertising, I could have set up shop in the back bedroom of Rodney's place last year with all the poon I was pulling down. This year I went a size smaller just so they could see my Golden Globes, if you know what I'm saying."

Simon just rolled his eyes and took out the suit, which was one piece of rubber with similarly synthetic fur on it, followed by the gloves and feet. The last piece was the head and as he did so a piece of paper fell out of it that fluttered to the ground. Before he had a chance to grab it Garret was quicker and darted forward to snatch it out of his hands. Before Simon had a chance to tell him to give it back the other male was already reading it.

"Congrats on your purchase of your realistic rubber alpha werewolf suit, dumb," Garret read, adding the little jab at the end before continuing on. "Instructions for use, put on bodysuit first followed by hands and feet, then head last. Make sure wearer is fully naked to ensure a proper seal for realistic body movement. Hand wash only, do not wear on full moon."

"Wait, what was that last one?" Simon asked, Garret repeating the instruction on not wearing it on a full moon. "Ha, I love it when they add little jokes like that. Alright, no time waiting, let's get this on and get to the party!"

"Ah ah ah," Garret replied, wagging his finger in the air. "You heard what the card said, if you want to be the wolf dude you have to go nude."

Simon sighed and gathered everything up, taking it to the closet in order to get changed so his friend wouldn't keep up with the color commentary. "Garret, I love you but sometimes I wish I could just zip your mouth shut," he said as he closed the bathroom door and locked it behind him before putting all the pieces into the tub. "Alright, think about the revenge, it's time to do this."

Without much hesitation Simon stripped down out, pausing only on his boxers before removing them too. Once he was fully naked the thought of what would happen if this didn't fit him crossed his mind, though if he remembered correctly the posting did say one size fits all. He was about to put it to the test though as he took his feet and pushed them into the suit. At first he wondered if he was going to get stuck at all, hearing that sometimes you needed something to lube up the inside of the suit first, but this seemed to go on rather smoothly. As soon as he had one leg in he put in the other, then slid it up his hips and put his hands through the attached sleeves.

Once he had gotten everything into place he took a second to check himself out in the mirror. As he gave a few experimental movements and flexes he couldn't believe how well the suit moved with him, it was like he was looking at his own hairy body as he stroked his still bare hand against the fur of his chest. As it continued downwards he felt something against his groin and parted the synthetic fur there to see a shiny zipper right in the middle of it, and though he hadn't seen it before he realized that it makes sense so that the actor could go to the bathroom without having to constantly take it on or off. With the main body done all that was left was the hands and feet, then finally the head before he could rubber it in everyone's faces.

The feet and hands were little more than furry gloves and socks, though when he slipped them on he felt his posture changing slightly. It was like there was some sort of arch that helped him maintain a better werewolf posture as he wiggled his clawed fingers. He couldn't help but grin at how well the suit was fitting him, it was like it was made for him as every curve hugged his posture. He decided to take a picture of it before he got his hood on as sort of a transformation sequence, but as he went to unlock his phone he realized that he would have to take the gloves off in order to activate his phone again.

"Mmmm, that might be annoying to go through the entire night," he mused as he took his fingers and went around the wrist to try and find where the seam was, only to be unable to find it. "What the hell..." he kept trying to circle around his arm to look for where the two piece of rubber overlapped and after a minute his confusion turned to slight panic when he couldn't find a single seam. "I'll just get Garret to help, he'll be able to find it."

As he attempted to move back into the living room he found his legs unable to move, Simon grunting with exertion as he attempted to turn himself around only to find himself stuck there like someone had glued them. Suddenly something like an electric current ran down his spine and he nearly fell forward into the mirror itself as his back muscles felt like they were shifting and popping. Grunts turned to groans as the sensations continued to move up and down his body, staring at his shoulders before they moved downwards until they hit his lower body and rear. Just as things felt like they were subsiding though his eyes practically bugged out of his head ad something began to push inside his hole.

Simon tried to turn around to see what was going on but found his entire body unresponsive from the neck down, yet he could feel his feet shifting against the floor as whatever was going inside him continued to spread him open. He tried to call for help but he couldn't get the air to make sufficient noise, and soon the only thing he was able to do was pant as he began to feel the tail of the suit move of its own accord. As he looked in the mirror he saw that the changes weren't just limited to his body, his entire face was starting to push out as his nose had begun to darken and his ears grew pointed. As his teeth began to turn into fangs he was so engrossed with watching himself transform in the mirror he didn't even notice one of the hands reaching down to pick up the wolf hood that was still in the tub.

By the time Simon realized that his hands were moving of their own accord, he found himself shaking his head, trying to say no even though his mutating maw was making it next to impossible. To his shock and horror the muzzle of the wolf head smiled, then seemed to nod its head before his own hands grabbed it by the lip and brought it to the top of his head. All Simon could do was stand there with his proto-muzzle open in sheer terror as the rubber head slid down against his skin, eventually reaching down his neck where it immediately merged with the fake fur of his neck.

But the suit wasn't even close to transforming his new host, Simon unable to make a sound now as the hood of the wolf suit began to suction to his already morphing face. As it did the rubber around the eyes grew over until they formed a pair of lenses like one would see as goggles or on a gas mask. The trapped human could feel more rubber tendrils pushing their way not only into his ears and nostrils but everywhere, though as soon as his nose touched the edge of the mask the rubber formed into a phallic gag that forced itself into his new maw. Simon felt his body get released but by this point all the transforming human could do was moan and pant as his hands went up to his head.

As he felt his fingers press against the triangular rubber ears that were integrating into his own he soon found the changes were not just physical; in fact as the seconds past he found himself going from tolerating the plugs in his rear end and maw to enjoying them, even beginning to suck on them as his mind grew increasingly kinky. The rubber fur of the suit quickly melted together, turning into a muscular rubber suit that showed off the zipper that was on his increasingly growing bulge instead of hiding it. As his muffled grunts turned to grunts and groans a word bubbled into his subconscious that caused his entire body to temble...

Vulcanthrope...

Not just a vulcanthrope, but an alpha vulcanthope, a king of rubber beasts. The thoughts of the human inside the shifting suits grew increasingly bold as the rubber suffusing through him continued to change him both mentally and physically. Thoughts of beating out everyone at the party quickly became irrelevant, instead all he could think of was sex and rubber... and creating more versions of himself as he slowly unzipped his groin and let the bright red rubber rod flop out into the open air. He could make more, more vulcanthropes to share in his glorious gift as he flexed his powerful new muscles.

With every erosion of his inhibition his body grew, feeding on his lust as his rubber tail continued to wag in the air. His face had not quite finished transforming yet as air hoses appeared on his gas-mask like visage. Though he had the capability of opening his maw to allow his cock tongue out he kept it fused for now, instead focusing on his arms and legs as rubber straps grew from the excess rubber that had been his fur. Another x-harness formed on his chest and as he let out a muffled howl the last piece of his transformation formed, a bright black collar circling around his chest that marked him as one of the cursed rubber creatures, but not the only one if he has anything to say about it...

Meanwhile Garret sighed and flipped through his phone as he waited for his friend to get out of the bathroom, hoping that putting on his stupid rubber werewolf suit wasn't going to take too long so he could get to the party early and get started. Already flipping through his social media feed he found a few potential targets to acquire, licking his lips as he began to think of all the conquests that he was about to have. As the sun officially set he got a notification on his phone from his weather app that he clicked on.

"Huh, it is a full moon tonight," he said before turning back towards the bathroom. "Hey Simon, weather app says that you can't wear the suit tonight, looks like you're going to have to go sans costume again!" When there was no response the zentai-clad male grew concerned and went over to the door, knocking on it. "Hey, you alright, everything fitting in there?"

Nothing could have prepared him for the door being slammed against him, the wood splintering as he was brought down to the floor from the force of the impact. His phone went skittering underneath the counter, but that wasn't what Garret was staring at with wide eyes. Looking down at him was something that looked like a cross between a gimp and a furry, the rubber clad creature huffing loudly as it stared down at him with black-tinted lenses for eyes. Any idea that this may have been a joke was quickly shoved aside as the creature took its claws and swiped down at the trapped human.

Luckily for Garret the claws hit mostly wood, though he did feel a sting of pain and heard a rip of fabric as he pushed up the door with his legs. With the creature standing on it he caused it, or rather he given the sizable rubber erection that was pushed out from its groin, to lose his balance, toppling over and smashing into the table. The other male quickly got up and ran to the front door, only to find it wouldn't open. His panicked mind forgot that all he had to do was undo the lock and instead he ran upstairs as the creature quickly recovered and began to head towards him with alarming speed.

Garret quickly got to the second floor and barged through the first door that found open, which turned out to be Simon's bedroom. Once he was on the other side he slammed the door shut just in time to block the rubber werewolf from pouncing on him, the slightly sturdier door reverberating from the force of the impact. Garret wasted no time in pulling the dresser up against it, the makeshift barricade keeping the creature from just barging in and giving him a second to assess his options. When he checked himself over he found that other than a claw mark that had created a few gashes in his zentai and a few red lines on his skin he was no worse for wear... unfortunately the same could not be said for his current escape situation.

As he went towards the window he saw that being on the second floor meant he would have to duck and roll on the concrete, and though if push came to shove he didn't feel like going out the window if he could help it. There was only one door though besides the one he came through and that led to Simon's closet, which didn't help either. When he went back to the bed he thought that maybe he could lay on it and pretend to be sleeping. Yeah, then when the creature came through the door he might tie him up and have his way...

The stunned human quickly shook his head to purge the strange thoughts from his mind, immediately dismissing the idea as he tried not to think about himself on the bed being pounded by the strange rubber werewolf. As he continued to try and figure out his escape he failed to notice the edges of the spandex that had been ripped being knit back together, the golden material turning shiny as Garret found himself panting. At first he thought he was getting warmer from the exertion and fear, but even as the rubber werewolf continued to pound on the door to get in he realized it was coming from inside. He found himself tweaking his own nipple as the strange sensation began to spread, starting at his shoulder and growing by the second.

When he finally realized something was wrong it was too late, when he looked at his shoulder it was not only completely covered with rubber now but it looked like it had swollen to twice his size. Despite this he attempted to reach back and grab the zipper to get the zentai suit off of him, only to feel it break off and melt in his fingers as the vulcanthrope infection quickly began to spread. Vulcanthrope, was that what it was called, Garret thought to himself as his thoughts turned increasingly lewd as his hands began to rub up and down his own muscular body. With his entire body already covered it didn't take long for the rubber to assimilate it, retaining its golden coloration as a lump began to form from the completely encased creature.

By this point the door flew open and the alpha vulcanthrope stomped into the room, a grin forming underneath his mask as he walked in on the infected human already stroking his growing bulge. The part of him that was still Simon reveled in seeing his friend so helpless, watching the rubber on his face suctioning to it before beginning to push out into a muzzle. As much as Garret wanted to stroke himself to get rid of some of the excess need he was feeling he wasn't going to get any, especially as a shiny silver zipper appeared in the material. Only an alpha was able to give the rest of his pack release, and that wasn't going to be given to this one for a very long time as Simon went over to the struggling creature and picked him up.

At this point the human was so lost in the sheer amount of lust being fed to his system that he likely didn't realize it when a pair of hands grabbed him by the hips and put him on the bed, or when the rubber there formed into a pair of handles that allowed the alpha a place to grip. As one of his progeny this golden rubber creature was one that he was able to mold, taking the arms of the squirming male and placing them behind his back. As he did so a pair of golden rubber cuffs formed that tied them together followed by the fingers and palms puffing out into a pair of useless rubber wolf paws. Even when he released him he wanted to be sure this one knew his master is as his bright red rubber rod began to push into the hole of the male beneath him.

The rubber yielded easily for its master and all Garret could do was let out a loud groan, though it was quickly cut off as the muzzle stretching out the rubber suctioned to his face grew a zipper where his teeth would be. His alpha quickly took the tines and zipped it shut, making the new vulcanthrope only able to grunt and huff as he was taken from behind. With the alpha gripping him by his handles there was nothing the gold rubber creature could do but squirm, his head thrashing back and forth as the lumps that had been his human ears stretched up into points.

The alpha took his time and savored watching his latest conquest change, still pushing into the vulcanized hole of the other male as a lump formed right above it. Simon reached down and coaxed the new rubber wolf tail out as a pair of lenses formed on the eyes of the rubber suit. The already depraved male was so easy to twist mentally that it was hardly a challenge, the only things he really changed were an unquenchable need to be around rubber and to serve his alpha. The bliss-soaked male soaked up everything like a sponge to the point where he had begone to thrust back to get even more of his alpha's cock inside of him.

Even though the golden rubber vulcanthrope had been completely changed the alpha decided to seed him anyway, his potent latex cum able to transform anyone that it gets inside into one of them as Garret's feet ballooned into a pair of giant rubber paws. The alpha pulled in tight as he continued to keep his rubber cock inside, feeling his newest pack mate squeezing his insides around it in order to give him even more pleasure. When he was done he pulled out with a growl and zippered up his bulge once more, doing the same for the tailhole of the other male. Even though he had gotten his pleasure he still turned over the vulcanthrope and rubbed against his bulge, teasing the male even more.

Not only was it to keep the other vulcanthrope stimulated but to help increase the desire to spread, needing to make more vulcanthropes in order to create a pack. Once he had gotten the golden rubber vulcanthrope practically squirming in his bed he took the zipper and pulled it down, releasing his cock into the air before doing the same with his mouth. The vulcanthrope was practically drooling with infectious rubber as the two quickly bounded their way out of the house and into the nearby park. It was merely a shortcut, the two knowing exactly where their destination was going to be...

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A few hours later a party was in full swing in one of the larger estates on the hill, the spooky Halloween music pumping through the entire house as the guests talked to one another or attempted to dance. The one thing everyone had in common was that they were all in costume, part of the party that was insisted upon by the host who walked through the house making sure everyone was having a good time. "Hey David, have you seen Garret or Simon?" one of his guests asked. "I got a text from Garret saying that they would be here as soon as Simon got his costume on but that was like an hour ago."

"I honestly have no idea," David replied with a shrug and a grin. "I know that Simon was boasting about some new costume that was going to totally make up for last year, but if he's not showing up maybe it didn't come in time. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye out for them."

Just as David walked by the front door to go into the kitchen there was a knock at the door, which he promptly went over to answer. "Whoa..." he said as he saw one of his friends in an astronaut costume, though it looked like it had been ripped to shreds by a pack of wild dogs as he stumbled inside. "What happened to you!?"

"I.. don't quite know..." he said as his helmet went from right to left as though trying to figure out where he was. "I was just walking on the path up to your house and suddenly... something came at me, like dogs or something? But they weren't dogs, they were shiny..."

"Well you just sit down and rest here," David said as he got him over to a private area of the room before backing out and ushering another guest over towards him. "Hey, could you make sure he keeps doing alright, maybe get him out of that suit or something while I call the police? I think he might have gotten jumped..."

The other party goer nodded and David went back into the hallway to grab his phone off the table, only as he did so he saw that the front door was wide open, which was strange because he could have sworn that he had closed it. As he went to make sure this time he stopped when he saw two figures standing there, both of them very muscular and covered head to toe in rubber. What really made the image disturbing was that their cocks were just hanging out from the suit they were wearing, both of them completely erect and stroking one another. David quickly slammed the door shut and locked it, then began to dial on the phone before something coming from the other room caused him to rush over to where he had left the astronaut-costumed man and the other party guest.

When he went back into the room however what he saw caused him to drop the phone and gasp in pure shock. The silver mesh of the torn space suit had not only completely repaired itself but seemed to cling to the muscular body of the male as multiple straps were forming over his entire body. The mirrored part of the helmet had also somehow melted and completely coated against the head of the groaning male, which had started to twist and become more lupine in nature undeath it as his entire body was quivering and changing. What was most shocking was that as the silver hands grew claws they were wrapped around the head of the party guest who was supposed to be taking care of him, watching as several of the straps on the rubberized male's body slithered and wrapped around the other man as he took the entirety of the silver rubber cock into his stretching face.

Just then there was a loud crash as both the front and the back door burst in, the two rubber creatures barging their way in and causing the guests to scream. Most of them quickly ran out of the door, though one or two had taken a swipe from the two males that had managed to slice through their costumes before they fled. It appeared their attention was not on the party guests though, it was on the host himself as the two quickly encroached on his position. As the black and golden rubber vulcanthrope trapped him in the corner they were quickly joined by a third, the silver rubber creature standing up as the one he had infected was writhing on the ground in pure bliss as the straps completely restrained him.

"W-wait..." David said as he attempted to hold out his hands in defense, trying to hold back the muscular rubber creatures coming towards him. "I... I have money, I'll give you whatever you want! No! No!"

As the last of the guests fled from the house they could hear a scream echoing through the night...

When Simon woke up it was with a snort, looking around blearily as he slowly got up from his bed. At first he thought that he had gotten drunk at the party... but he didn't feel drunk as he slowly stood up. As he did so he heard another groan and looked to see his friend Garret completely naked and lying on the bed next to him with what looked like a golden rubber wolf tail sticking out of his butt. What on earth happened at David's party last night that caused them to hook up?

Strangely everything was fuzzy about the last night... he remembered getting the suit, putting it on... going to the party... and a lot of pleasure. It made him wonder if some sort of orgy happened or something as he went over to his phone and looked at his messages. He hoped that there was maybe some pictures or texts of what had happened in order to figure out what was going on, and as he did he saw that his door had been knocked off its hinges. Must have been a wild night indeed, he thought to himself as he unlocked his phone and looked.

The first thing he noticed was a group text from the party telegram group from David, saying that the prank he had for the party had gotten a little out of hand and that he apologized if anyone got too scared. A prank? He didn't remember any prank being had, though to be fair he didn't really remember much of anything from that night as he scrolled through the messages. When it appeared there was nothing else useful he closed out of the group and was about to turn off the app completely when something new caught his eye.

It was a pinned group that had been created that he was a part of, one that was on the top of his list. When he opened it he found that it was a private group and that it had a dozen or so of his friends in it... but when he looked at the pictures they weren't of their normal profile pictures. Instead it looked like they were all wearing masks of some sort, not Halloween masks but like actual gas masks or something like that. When he brought up his own profile on the group he saw that not only was he the only one that had administrative privileges but the tag name for him was Alpha.

...and somehow, that felt so right to hear. His face turned up into a small grin as he went to the mirror in his room, seeing the black bulge of rubber complete with zipper and squeezing the contents within. Though his rational mind justified it as something that he had picked up in order to satisfy a bit of kinky side deep down, buried in the section of his mind that had been completely rubberized, that was his alpha vulcanthope tool. Soon though it would disappear just like everything else, retreating back into his body without a trace...

...at least, until the next full moon.