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Inside of the dark room an anthro hawk sat on a single chair watching the various liquids that flowed through his glass apparatus swirl and bubble. The arcane alchemist had been rooted to the spot for nearly four hours, and even though all he could do was wait for the mixture to complete its cycle he couldn't help but stay there. For Xenix it was the culmination of decades of research and risky experimentation finally coming to a head right here and now. As his eyes watched sharply the last of the bluish-green fluid dripped into a glass and metal hexagon vial, the substance turning a bright purple after making contact with the rest of the fluid.

With the concoction complete Xenix breathed a sigh of relief and stoppered it before putting it into his pocket. It had been tense for the Alchemist, he knew at any time he could have been attacked and until that point he would have likely not had a suitable defense for such a thing. He was prepared now, he thought to himself as he slipped the vial into his robes and went over to the wall plastered with various astrological and metaphysical charts. It was his personal map of the universe, or the Nexus Realm and some preferred to call it.

He had known about this metaphysical fact ever since he had attempted to use his arcane magic to reach out and talk to someone a long distance away. What he got instead of his intended target was a correspondence with someone who claimed they were from a pocket dimension outside of the known boundaries of space and time. It had been a fascinating discussion and during it the hawk had learned that the one he was talking to was under the dominion of someone named Renzyl. Renzyl was a nexus creature, one of ten whose powers rivaled anything that had ever been seen before. It was at that point Xenix asked if they could meet in person in order for him to learn more about his correspondent's master, who was more than happy to oblige.

As the hawk poured himself a glass of wine he remembered his first meeting, how the lizardman's body shined with rubber scales as he introduced himself. It was at that point Xenix knew that he had to get more information on these spectacular creatures no matter what. The rather trusting creature didn't even realize that the drink he had been offered had been spiked until his eyes had glazed over and his speech started to slur. Even with the powerful alchemical concoction he had used it appeared that it wouldn't be enough to bring down the lizardman, but after about a minute of stumbling and staggering he had an unconscious rubber creature at his feet.

It was that same rubber creature that walked into his study, the only difference being the mark emblazoned on his shiny chest that clearly advertised he was the hawk's property. "Master Xenix," the lizardman said as he bowed down on one knee in front of the hawk, adjusting the alchemically treated full body harness he wore as well. "Your lures have been activated, we currently have one of them in containment."

"Thank you my pet," Xenix replied with a grin, stroking the cheek of his first convert and watching as those blank eyes stared happily at him. "I will be down there in a moment, make sure that our guest is comfortable until then."

The lizardman nodded and walked away, the hawk watching him swish his tail back and forth as he did so. It had been hard work finding the proper alchemical means to break the connection between him and the nexus creature until finally he had a breakthrough. The avian's body shivered in pleasure as he remembered the first time he watched those rubber eyes go blank, then look at him and call him Master the first time. All it took was a simple transfer of ownership and he had a willing rubber servant, all the conditioning that he would normally have to do on someone in order for them to cater to his every whim already done for him. It was at that point he knew that he had to have more... that just a minion or two would not be enough to sate this newfound lust for power he had.

It was also at that point that the attacks began. The first time he had not been prepared for it and he managed to escape with only his research notes and his servant who had almost bucked his alchemical control. After that he became more wary of such things and actually used it to his advantage, turning his one rubber servant into almost a dozen with every successful capture. Two of them had even been part of a special force called Collectors, and once he had turned them he suddenly found himself with the means to go after bigger game. He knew at this point that he had likely angered the rubber dragon enough to send in the big guns and after an elaborate façade that his current location was unguarded it appeared that he might finally have what he was looking for.

Already he could hear the roars and shouts from the room that he had prepared especially for this latest assault on his compound, walking in to see his servants subduing several rubber reptilian creatures. He watched for a few seconds as they pressed their muzzle against the restrained minions, watching as the fluid that he had his subjects producing flow into their mouths. As the fight quickly left their bodies and their eyes went blank Xenix focused his attention away from his four soon to be new servants and put it on the one in the middle of the room. The wyvern stood there with his wing arms wrapped around his chest and though he tried to keep a fearsome demeanor the glances towards his fallen comrades clearly had him in an agitated state.

"You must be Zander," Xenix said as he took a drink from the glass of wine that he had brought with him. "I've heard quite a bit about you from my new friends here. They say that you are one of Renzyl's finest Generals, part of me was hoping that you would be the one to tall into my trap."

"Some trap," Zander replied with a smirk, though it faltered when he saw the four soldiers he had brought with him to take down the hawk now eagerly kissing the ones that Renzyl had lost contact with previously. "You think that enthralling a few of his minions impresses Master Renzyl? Once I get out these pathetic glyphs you call bindings you can see him yourself to beg for his mercy."

"Oh I will meet him in due time," Xenix replied with a grin of his own as he motioned for his first servant to come over to him. "Now while it's possible that you might, at some point, get out of that circle I especially designed for your kind I have a different arrangement for you. I have with me right now a new alchemical substance in my pocket, one that was designed to work on your master. This is an untested theory though and I could always use a test subject so my deal is this; if you drink the vial and don't find yourself at my feet servicing my cock then I will not only let you and all these minions go free but also turn myself in, however if you do succumb... well I will have already claimed my prize."

Once more Zander remained stoic as he took a step closer to the hawk, though it was cut short as tiny blue arcs of arcane energy began to zap at his toes. "Quite the risk to take Xenix," Zander replied. "You know what happens if you make a deal with a nexus creature, and the consequences for not following through. Are you sure you want to risk everything on some potion you think will make me, a General, like them?"

"I'm confident enough in my abilities," Xenix replied as he took out the vial and handed it to the lizardman servant. "The question is, are you? Or is your devotion to your master not as strong as you think it is?"

It was clear that the hawk's words rattled the rubber wyvern's cage, knowing that to call in to question their devotion to the rubber dragon was one of the quickest ways to bruise their pride. Though he could see that there was an internal debate going on in the creature's head it didn't take long before the General waved over the lizardman with the vial. The enthralled creature looked up at Xenix first and the hawk gave a nod of his head before he moved towards Zander, another power move that clearly agitated the wyvern. Once he had the vial in hand the lizardman moved back once more, the rubber creature giving him a look of contempt.

"I hope Master Renzyl lets me decide what to do with you," Zander said as he opened the stopper. "I could use some new décor in my wing."

The hawk alchemist just remained quiet as he watched the wyvern down the contents of the vial, then tossed it to the side where it bounced off of one of the walls. Zander continued to stare down Xenix as he continued to project a strong front, waiting for it to not work so he could bring the troublesome avian back to his realm. He had already started to formulate ways he would punish the alchemist, thinking about how he might go with the statue route. Zander chuckled mentally as he imagined the hawk completely turned to stone or metal, standing there motionless in the middle of his room as he pressed his muzzle against the erect cock to suck on it...

Zander's confidence soon turned to confusion as he shook his head of the bizarre thought. The only one that he did that too was Master Renzyl, the otherwise dominant creature more than willing to raise his tail or use his mouth to serve such a glorious creature. But as he attempted to imagine himself in such a position his thoughts became muddled, like some force was in his mind pushing him away from such a thing. With that not working he instead tried to imagine himself in a dominant role over those that he commanded only to have that get completely washed away.

"I see that you're starting to see the effects of my little concoction," Xenix gloated as he watched the confusion on the wyvern's face increase, along with his arousal as his rubber cock began to grow stiff. "I have to admit that it was tough at first trying to conceive the concept, one of those trying to see the forest for the trees type of situation. But once I began to toy around with the idea of using the inherent submissiveness already instilled in you for your master it all just became a matter of breaking that connection with him and replacing it my own. You can't imagine how much time and money it took to finally find something that did the trick, but thanks to your unique physiology all it takes is one and I suddenly have a potent carrier plus the ability to do a few other fun things."

The lust-fogged Zander wasn't quite sure what the alchemist meant by that until he could feel his synthetic body churning inside, the effects of the potion continuing to spread through him as he struggled to maintain his self-control. Already he could feel the alien tendrils of thought worming their way into his psyche and his normally resilient mental defenses were being bypassed in order to continue to affect him. The worst part was he was so horny that he couldn't think straight, something that hadn't happen to him since the first time he had met... for a few seconds he couldn't remember Renzyl's name, and that was possibly the most worrying part. As he tried to rebuke that Xenix wasn't going to win this bet just by making him horny he found it hard to say anything as the rubber around his mouth began to shift.

"I have to say the fact that you guys are made completely of rubber is fantastic," Xenix continued to explain as he watched the lips of the wyvern seal shut before a muzzle began to form from his snout. "Having to alchemically infuse control harnesses and then fit them to my subjects had been such a pain, but with you guys all I have to do is make you create your own gear and you do it. Already I can see that my little potion is already starting to imprint what I want onto your mind.

Zander tried to refuse this but the pleasure that was flowing through his body along with the increasing amount of potion being created inside him was making his thoughts foggy. He realized too late that his pride had gotten the better of him, not anticipating that the hawk's alchemical concoction would be able to replicate itself inside him. Still he continued to try and remain resolute even as his nostrils and cock began to leak the corruptive purple fluid. He suddenly found himself stumbling as he felt his wing arms get pulled back, binders forming over them as his eyes remained locked on the increasingly handsome creature in front of him.

Xenix could tell that a tipping point had been reached and with a single flip of his finger undid the clasp on his robe, letting it fall away from his otherwise naked body. Though the potion added in the rubber creature's adoration of him the alchemist knew his body was nothing to scoff at either. His alchemically enhanced form rippled with purposefully formed muscle and his feathers gleamed with a healthy shine. He was as prime a specimen as one could get through the magical arts and sciences, and it was clear that such work was not lost on the rubber wyvern in front of him. Zander began to push against the boundries of the magical circle he was in to try and get closer to the avian, which became easier after Xenix took a nearby bucket and splashed it over the floor.

The second the liquid touched the arcane runes they dissipated, the cage that had been keeping the General of Renzyl at bay now completely deactivated. Xenix remained rooted in place as the wyvern slowly made his way towards him, keeping his balance despite his wing arms being bound completely behind his back. The other servants of Xenix stopped what they were doing and turned in rapt attention to see what was going to happen next and to step in in case the alchemist overestimated his control over the creature. But as soon as the hawk toward Zander to sit the wyvern found himself doing so, his blank eyes staring straight ahead as a collar and chest harness formed over his muscular latex body.

"Yes..." Xenix practically hissed as he watched the rubber male bend to his whim, leaking the potion that had caused him to be this way as the avian ordered to unseal his muzzle. "Who is your master now?"

"Y... you are..." Zander practically whispered as the part of him still loyal to Renzyl fiercely fought to remain in control, though as Xenix reached down and began to stroke his hefty latex member the pleasure quickly eroded that away as the avian asked again. "You are! You are my master!"

"Good... good..." Xenis replied, moving a hand to stroke those quivering inner thighs to let the stimulation reinforce those thoughts. "And what of Renzyl?"

"Renzyl..." once more there was a momentary spark of recognition that caused the hawk to frown slightly before squeezing slightly on the rubber shaft to bring back his attention. "My only thoughts... are to you Master Xenix... my body and mind are yours to mold."

The smirk returned on Xenix's face before he leaned in, his own erect maleness pressing against the latex hole of the other male. "Then prove it..." he whispered, stroking his chest. "Take my mark and make yourself mine, show me who your true allegiance lies in. Only then will I give you the pleasure of calling me master."

Zander huffed and closed his eyes as Xenix continued to tease his body, pulling back on the pleasure until he got what he wanted. Slowly the last of the rubber wyvern's resistance broke down and gave into the pleasure he had been programmed to lust after from his former master. Xenix watched as his mark began to form on the otherwise shiny black body of the wyvern, first a faint outline before it became a dazzling silver that encompassed his entire abdomen. This was enough for the hawk and he slowly pushed his cock into the needy hole of his latest convert, the sound of the wyvern singing his praises music to his ears.

Even as he began to plow into the rubber male beneath him Xenix's brain already began plotting to figure out what he was going to do next. While the serum proved to be extremely effective the delay that it took before the effects fully settle in were not what he had been hoping for, especially since it was using the most powerful and expensive ingredients that he could find. As the rubber lizardman servants gathered around and began to push their own cocks into the muzzle of their former superior the alchemist wondered if he could take the rubber dragon out by sheer numbers. Unfortunately even though his experiment was a success the hawk had played his hand, now Renzyl knew what he was dealing with and wouldn't underestimate him again.

A squeeze of the inner walls from the slave General brought Xenix's mind back to the present and he decided to indulge in his capture for the time being. The wyvern proved to be an extremely skillful lover even with his arms bound, the hawk feeling his feet wrap around the avian in order to pull him in even closer. Even though it was extremely erotic Xenix made sure to remind his latest conquest who was in charge by thrusting in even deeper. Zander let out a muffled moan around the two cock shoved into his throat as all the thralls in that room had only one thought, how to please their master.

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Meanwhile back in Renzyl's realm he and Chrono sat in front of the seeing stone, watching the General they had sent down to deal with their alchemist problem get flipped over and thrusted into by their enemy. "Look at him..." the silver raptor said with a sneer. "His technique is awful, no wonder he needs potions to keep people around."

The rubber dragon just nodded and waved his hand, letting the viewer go black before he stood up and began to make his way out of the room. "Good technique or not he still managed to take down one my Generals," Renzyl said with a frown as Chrono quickly got up to follow. "While we managed to get good intel on the situation I don't know if it was worth it having one of my best get caught by a mad man with a chemistry set. If this continues he might actually pose a threat to this realm and everyone in it."

"Surely you're not serious," Chrono replied. "Even if he was somehow able to make it to this realm you would have the advantage here, he would be decorating the gardens before he even stepped foot inside the manor. All he has is a parlor trick that any one of our kind could easily replicate."

"And yet he remains elusive even after repeated attempts to take him," Renzyl rebuked. "Plus the planet isn't well connected enough for me to send an army, or for me to go down there and take care of such matters myself. Plus who knows what sort of trap he may have... no, this hawk is not just some idle threat we take of in our spare time. We need to get rid of him and save our own as soon as possible."

The two continued to walk until they got to a different room, this one secured by a heavy obsidian door that opened for the rubber dragon. Inside was a massive table with notes that look similar to the ones that Xenix had on his wall, save for these being far more refined. When Chrono and Renzyl moved to the opposite edges of the table the entire thing glowed and the carvings in the stone became a three-dimensional projection of intense complexity. With a few motions of his hand the entire scene zoomed into one place in particular that flashed with a red light.

"It looks like its closer to Athear and Famjin's realms," Chrono stated as two cartoony icons of a snake and shark suddenly appeared near it. "We might possibly be able to get Haleon in on it as well, since he is so fond of the avian persuasion. It seems like the alchemy that this Xenix is using is geared primarily to rubber creatures so those three should have no problems taking him down."

"That's what I fear," Renzyl replied, Chrono tilting his head in slight confusion. "If my brothers get their hands on him and convert him then all that knowledge of how to ensnare my minions becomes theirs. While I want to make sure this threat is taken out as soon as possible I do not want to give them the advantage in the process of this."

Chrono realized that his master was right and slowly nodded his head, staring at the floating planet with his mirrored eyes. "So then what do we do?" he asked honestly. "With Zander now producing whatever fluid he was given to make him one of Xenix's thralls his capacity to corrupt our own increases exponentially, especially with how good Zander is at doing such a thing. Anyone we throw at him is likely just going to expand his army and if he gets enough of our stronger men..."

"...he could possibly find a way to come here," Renzyl finished, tapping his muzzle. "What we need... is something more outside the box. Right now our traditional means of dealing with threats isn't going to work for this one, as you said if we keep tossing people at it he's just going to keep gaining strength and I could only imagine what he would be capable of with something like a hypnaga or goo creature. Instead if we could get something, or someone, that has innate knowledge of the alchemical realm without being one of my brethren we might have a chance to stop this before it gets out of control..."

For a few seconds Chrono thought about what the rubber dragon might be considering before his eyes widened and he started to shake his head. "Oh no..." he said, waving his hands in the air. "No no no, you can't possibly be thinking of who I think you're thinking of."

"You know me so well Chrono," Renzyl replied with a growing grin on his muzzle.

"You can't be serious!" Chrono exclaimed.

"Indeed I am serious," Renzyl said as he swiped the air and the projection zoomed out into the entire nexus realm. "Make the call, I'll be getting prepared."

"But... Master Renzyl!" Chrono whined as the rubber dragon walked out of the door, the raptor stretching his body to try and maintain visual contact until it closed completely. "You can't possibly want her in on this!"

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An hour later Renzyl and Chrono stood on the plateau that was the primary entrance and exit point of the realm, the purples, reds, and blues of the protective clouds swirling around them. The synthetic saurian stood there with his arms crossed and a sour expression on his face while the dragon continued to feed energy into the stone beneath them. The glyphs etched into the stone started to become illuminated with a red light as their guest was arriving into the realm, the clouds swirling with more intensity as he guided their guest to the middle. In the blink of an eye there was a flash and suddenly there were creatures standing where there had been none, the female naga immediately slithering over and giving Renzyl a kiss on each cheek.

"It's so wonderful to finally be able to visit your darling realm," she said as a latex gryphon came up from behind with the baggage. "This must be that entry portal you talked about, the one to keep out the riff-raff. And look who else it is, last time I saw you Chrono you were hanging upside down getting expelled from one of my plants."

"Right..." Chrono huffed slightly as the naga leaned down and also gave him a kiss on the muzzle. "Anyway, we have things to discuss."

"Yes, I did get a bit of a brief on what was happening here," Sslytha said. "Why don't we go someplace a little more comfortable and you can tell me how I can help with this problem you're having, it must certainly be something if a creature like yourself can't handle it. You said that alchemy is involved?"

Renzyl nodded and escorted the two back towards the realm proper, the naga and her assistant commenting on how nice the area was. Both Chrono and Renzyl could see that the female rubber naga had drawn many stares from other minions in the area, not only because she was a female but also that it was a rubber creature that wasn't under the control of the rubber dragon. It didn't matter too much to them, it wouldn't be the first time that Renzyl had invited such guests, but it still drew a bit of a crowd. Once they got into the primary nexus transportation room they knew enough to leave them alone and it was the four once more alone as the doors closed behind them.

"So once again thank you for coming on such short notice Sslytha and Serathin," Renzyl said once they had privacy again. "As I mentioned to you in our communication we're having a probably with a rather adept alchemist that also has a bit of arcane knowledge under his belt as well. So far he's got almost two dozen of my kind there including one of my generals now."

"Sounds rather problematic indeed," the naga replied, the synthetic snake tapping her muzzle before gesturing to the latex gryphon. "I'll have Serathin set us up if you have a specific place for us to work out of, perhaps our dear Chrono would like to show him to our accommodations?"

Chrono just nodded and motioned for Serathin to follow him, the naga waiting for the two to leave before she turned to Renzyl with a look of concern and mild anger on her face. "Do you have a picture of this alchemist that is causing you trouble?" Renzyl nodded and brought her over to the view screen, where he brought up a picture of the hawk that caused the anger in her face to become more apparent. "I knew it... the second that you explained to me what was going on I had a suspicion that it was him, now I know for a fact that it's Xenix."

"Oh, so you know of him?" Renzyl asked, the naga nodding in response.

"I certainly do," she replied as Renzyl got rid of the image. "You are not the only one that he has stolen things from, in fact he has quite a few things of mine that I would like back as well. It appears that fate has been most beneficial to bring us together once more, we have a common enemy."

"It appears we do," Renzyl replied as a smirk appears on his face. "I trust that you have an idea on to possibly neutralize this threat once and for all?"

The frown on Sslytha face also disappeared, turning into a grin as well. "There are a few things that we can talk about doing," the snake said as she began to move towards the door as well. "One in particular that will get that dodgy hawk into our clutches, which I think you may actually enjoy. Chrono on the other hand, I think he may have some objections when it comes to this plan..."