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Maxwell sat in front of his computer trying not to hunch over, his bleary eyes staring at the monitor as he continued to type as quickly as possible while still having the words make sense. Though it was long since the time he usually turned in for the night he had a story that he wanted to get finished that night, which meant that he was going to be burning the midnight oil. The goat-dragon hybrid stretched and rested his head in his hand as he looked over the latest bit that the had written, his eyes slowly closing as he did so. Just as he started to drift off his head slipped from his hand and he caught himself from banging against the desk he worked at as he sat back up again.

Part of his brain shouted at him to go and get some sleep, but he was deeply engrossed in the text that he was forming on the keyboard. Everything was going smoothly and even despite his tiredness he was finding that he was very inspired, like his muse was working overtime on his behalf. But the night was waxing long and every second that he stayed up with another second that pulled him down into the sweet embrace of sleep. He knew that if he would head back to his bed and laid down his head he would probably pass out and unfortunately lose this groove that he found himself in.

He muttered something to himself that he was going to need something to sip on while he wrote, not wanting to go to bed until he had finished the latest story. It was a rather good one, featuring a demon running around and having its fun as he turned others into his playthings. It was one of the reasons that he was so adamant on finishing it as he made himself a drink to help keep him bright eyed and bushy-tailed. Once he was done he went back up to his room and went back over to his computer to continue the wordsmithing... only to find that his chair wasn't where it had been before.

Though it was such a minor detail something about it caused him to pause... a strange feeling coming over him. It wasn't fear or anxiety, but rather a sense of anticipation as he walked over to the chair and put his hand on the back of it. His heart was practically pounding in his chest as he slowly turned it around, hearing the creak of the chair as he found his eyes widening. Even though he could see what was there right away he couldn't help but continue to keep pushing it around until the creature sitting in it was revealed to him fully.

The creature was something that despite never having seen before seemed... strangely familiar, even though there was no way that such a thing could even exist much less be it something that he would have met before. This thing was clearly a demon, everything from the slightly jagged purple plates that covered his body to the horns and reptilian feet that it sported screamed such a thing. As the creature looked at him with a fanged grin and stood up from the chair he suddenly realized what he had recognized such a creature. But... it wasn't possible, the goat-dragon said as his jaw practically dropped open in shock.

"It can't be..." Maxwell said as he backed away, his hooved feet sliding across the floor as his eyes widened at the sight of the demon before him. "It's you... Endymion..."

"In the flesh," the demon said with a chuckle, his long tongue licking around his blunt snout as he looked at the hybrid. "I thought that you might be working too hard and could use a break. Plus since you enjoy writing about others becoming playthings it should be only fitting that you experience the feeling for yourself... think of it as inspiration."

Maxwell found himself backing away as the purple-skinned creature stood up, the demon practically towering over him even with both of them standing up. It was just like he imagined for Endymion with the demon sporting two pairs of horns curled opposite one another, purple scales stretched like armor with red stripes and a white underbelly. As Endymion continued to advance on him he also saw the whip-like tail that the demon sported as it wrapped around his body and pinned his arms to the side. The demon gave the goat-dragon a grin filled with fangs as he closed the distance between them until he was looking down at Maxwell with his clawed fingers playing against his horns.

"Not bad," the demon said, his voice having a slight melodic lit to it that was quite disarming as Maxwell felt those hands go lower after the tail around him pulled the two closer together. "I wonder what we have beneath." Maxwell had only been wearing a pair of underwear and soon he didn't have that anymore as he felt fingers sliding down and probing beneath. The first thing they found was his maleness, the fingers giving it a squeeze and causing him to shudder slightly before they continued their journey between his legs and found something else that caused the captive creature to squirm.

"This can't be happening," Maxwell said as he found his breathing quickening. "I didn't expect you to be so... so..."

"Real?" Endymion said with a chuckle as the words that the hybrid were trying to think of next were pushed out of his mind as the demon played with his vaginal opening. "What a shame that would be, not having lust demons out there to tease mortals such as yourself. If that was the case then you wouldn't be able to experience things like this."

Maxwell found himself swallowing hard as the demon's hands once more went up to the white fur of his chest, which was still heaving up and down as he felt those digits begin to trace something along his body. As he continued to draw the symbols onto his body the tips of his fingers began to leave a trail of bright red energy in their wake. For a moment the hybrid feared that it would be painful but instead all he got was the tingle of pleasure as the demon worked his magic on him. It didn't take long and when the demon was done the glowing runes that had been drawn on him disappeared as the magic absorbed into his chest.

"What did you do to me?" Maxwell asked as he could continue to feel the demonic influence seeping into his form.

"Something a little extra to help you get more into the mindset," Endymion stated as he started to walk out with his tail still wrapped around the goat-dragon. "Let us go to someplace more comfortable my toy, this night has only begun."

As the demon walked out of the room Maxwell found himself being pulled along, and though he did try and wiggle to see if he could at least get his arms out from the grip of the tail it was quickly found to be futile. He was also starting to get distracted by something that was happening to his chest as he felt as if his skin was tightening. Though it was hard to see as he looked straight down it appeared that the fur in the areas where the demon had traced his runes into his body was... melting, as well as turning unnaturally shiny. The entire time he was led into the bedroom he continued to watch the strange phenomenon as the bizarre changes began to spread beyond the borders of where he had been marked.

"Fascinating, isn't it?" The demon stated once more as Maxwell suddenly found his attention pulled away from his body when he was pulled by his short draconic horn and tossed onto the bed with the ease that came from supernatural strength. "My magic is already working quite nicely on you..."

"Wha... what did you do to me?" Maxwell asked in a mixture of curiosity and fear.

"Merely expanding your capabilities," Endymion explained as that grin on his face grew even wider. "While this flesh and blood form of yours would be fine I want a plaything that I can have a bit more fun with and not worry about accidently causing harm. That is why I'm altering your body so that both of us can enjoy ourselves without needing to think about it, though for you I have a little something extra that will help with that."

As Maxwell continued to feel the strange spreading sensation on his chest his short draconic muzzle was caught before he could look down, feeling the fingers of the demon pressing against his jaw as he gently lifted it back up. As soon as the hybrid looked back up he found himself staring right into those fiery red eyes, burning brightly against the black sclera. It was almost hypnotic and combined with the dulcet tones coming from the demon's mouth he found himself starting to relax more intently. He could feel the tail that had wrapped around him slowly uncoil around his arms, though at the moment his arms continued to lay against his sides as the demon continued to keep him enthralled.

The demon continued to keep Maxwell under his spell, Endymion continuing to lean forward and bringing those intense orbs of his to continue to fill his field of vision. Then, just as suddenly as it began, the hybrid felt himself get snapped back to reality from the surprise kiss that he got as their muzzles met. He could feel teeth press against his lips as that unnaturally tongue pushed its way into his maw, exploring every inch of him while he felt the demon's hand stroke down his stomach and press against the tapered tip of his hardening member. Just as the buzz of passionate pleasure began to soak into him body his eyes snapped open when he felt the demon's tongue go even deeper down into his throat!

Maxwell's first instinct was to gag, to try and pull back and get the air that the appendage was no doubt about to block, when a surreal sense of calm washed over him. It was like he knew that everything was going to be alright even with several inches of demon tongue slithering its way down his throat, feeling his muscles clamp around it as Endymion's fingers continued to stimulate his body. Not only was he not gagging but the feeling of the demon so deep inside him was an intensely pleasurable experience to the point where he wished it would go deeper. Though it did slide another inch or two inside him he suddenly found it retreating as the forked tip tickled him all the way back up.

"How did you do that?" Maxwell asked once he had regained his composure. "How did I do that?" When he put his own hands up to his throat he found that it, along with most of his chest, no longer felt furry as he looked down in surprise. "What's happening to me?"

"I already told you that I'm expanding your capabilities," Endymion chuckled, tickling his claws down the shiny white latex that had spread over his chest. "I am a demon after all, it would be rather embarrassing if I couldn't change my toys. Also I put in a few little mental tweaks so that we can skip the shock and fear phase of your transformation and go right to the good part."

Though the demon was saying things that were hard to comprehend Maxwell admittedly didn't feel any negative emotions as he watched the white latex turn black when it go to the brown part of his fur. He could also see the red symbols on his chest becoming clearer, spreading over his body as though to announce that he was just some plaything of a demon while he felt the shiny material start to assimilate the fur of his head. In the back of his mind he knew that he should probably react in a terrified manner and maybe even try to run, but a quick glance back at those glittering eyes relaxed him immediately. As the rubber began to creep over his lips and coat his tongue he also figured out that he no longer needed to breathe, something that he realized was about to come in handy as the tongue that had been shoved down his maw was about to be replaced with something a little bigger.

With the erect cock of the demon staring at him in the face he couldn't help but remark at how exotic it looked with a set of purple plate-like ridges on top and a bright red head and bumps along the side. Endymion didn't give him much time to admire it though as Maxwell suddenly felt the clawed fingers press against the back of his head, pushing the red tip of his cock into his maw. As it slid down into his throat he could feel the latex flowing down with it, almost as if it was pulling the synthetic substance down with it. One thing was definitely clear, he was glad that the smooth substance was covering his maw as the ridges bumped against his lips while the demon pushed down into him.

As Endymion continued to slide his cock down as deeply as his tongue had the transformation continued to progress over his body. Even with his vision mostly filled by the purple and white groin of the one pushing deeper into him he was still able to watch the changes while still bobbing his head up and down the shaft. Though he couldn't see his head he knew form the rubbing of the demon's fingers that all the fur on his head had already been subsumed by the demonic rubber, feeling his long ears twitch as the latex covered them inside and out along with his horns. If he had a mirror he would have seen the surreal sight of his hybrid head looking like it was covered with a skintight hood as the outline of the demon's cock against the synthetic skin of his throat.

From the way the demon was thrusting into Maxwell's maw he thought the demon was going to bring himself to climax right then and there, but before Endymion got to that point he gave one last push so that his crotch was pressed right against his shiny muzzle before he slowly pulled out. "You didn't think I was going to waste it for your mouth, did you?" the demon asked as the hybrid found himself continuing to maintain suction on the thick member as he felt every inch pass his lips. "There is a far better prize waiting for me down below, I just needed to wait until you were prepared for it."

When Maxwell looked down he saw exactly what the demon was talking about, seeing that the black and white latex that had completely assimilated his fur had spread down to his stomach and sides and had just begun to reach his groin. As he reached down with his hands to touch the edge of the material as it moved he realized for the first time that his hands and arms had undergone the same changes. The result was him squirming slightly from the pleasure of rubber against rubber as he saw tendrils of it start to curl around the base of his half-erect cock and pull their way up to coat it. At this point the goat-dragon thought that he had to be dreaming, especially since his arms and chest looked lither than his usual form.

"But then why does this feel so good," Maxwell asked, bringing the demon's attention back up to him. "I shouldn't like being a rubberized plaything of a demon, should I? Maybe I've been writing too much-"

The hybrid's words were cut short as he found his lips unable to separate, letting out muffled grunts as the rubber sealed together to form a smooth, creaseless surface of the shiny material. "I don't want you missing the best part with you overthinking things," the demon said with a smirk as he trailed his claws down from his rubberized chest towards his legs. "I suggest you just watch what's happening to you any enjoy yourself."

With no ability to respond Maxwell found himself doing what the demon told him to and watched the rubber continue to coat the sensitive flesh of his cock, though what really caused him to squirm were the tendrils pushing into his vaginal folds. Those tiny tendrils caused such a jolt of stimulation from his clitoris that the herm hybrid nearly kicked the demon in the face. Endymion was far quicker though and as Maxwell's leg stretched out he found himself unable to bring it back in, seeing the hand of the demon wrapped around his ankle. Soon his other leg followed suit and as the latex continued to push its way not only into his femsex but also his tailhole the demon leaned in and began to swirl around the rubberized entrance with his tongue.

Maxwell found himself practically digging his fingers into his bedsheets as the slick appendage began to penetrate him, bringing far more pleasure than when it had given him the deepest kiss of his life. If his mouth was able to open at all he would have been gasping loudly as every muscle in his body tensed up from the penetration. It quickly became clear that the demonic rubber transforming him and gone inside, not only from the increased reaction he got from the tongue rubbing against his vaginal walls but also how easily he was able to slide in and out of him. If this creature really was a demon of lust it was good at its job, Maxwell managed to think over the haze of pleasure as the black rubber spread out from his groin to cover his thighs and spread up his calves.

When the assimilation finally reached his hooves and turned them to rubber the demon pulled back and gave Maxwell a smirk, informing him that the real fun was about to begin before his tail lashed out and pierced the bulb of his lamp that was the only thing illuminating the room. The hybrid heard the glass bulb pop before being plunged into darkness, except that there was still a faint glow that was illuminating things. The light was coming from two sources, the demon that was slowly crawling on top of him and the runes on the rubber that now completely covered his body.

At that point Maxwell once more found himself able to speak but as soon as the latex was able to be pulled apart he once more found his maw filled with demon tongue. The creature didn't go nearly as deep on this round, but he had the feeling he knew why as he felt something else pressing against another opening of his Endymion took his legs and pulled them upwards, spreading him out with a combination of his own hips and his tail wrapped around his ankle. The hybrid felt his entire transformed body trembling, but it was in fear or anxiety but in anticipation. Whether it was just another part of the mental conditioning that the demon had given him in order to, as he put it, more enjoy the process or just from the sensations that his new body was giving him he actually found him wanting Endymion to push into him.

It didn't take long for the demon to oblige his need. Despite the more resilient and stretchy nature of his new rubber body Endymion went in slow, this time Maxwell able to gasp and huff all he wanted as the increased sensitivity of his latex pussy allowed him to feel every ridge and bump that stimulated him. It was practically driving him crazy as his cock, which like the rest of him had also turned completely shiny and black but had also gotten a few additional details to it as well, was throbbing against the taut stomach of the demon. As the demon continued to thrust inside Maxwell was staring at the chest of the creature towering over him, though when he looked back at Endymion's face he could see that the demon was enjoying himself as well.

Even with the slower pace that the demon took it wasn't long until Maxwell felt his pussy getting completely filled, Endymion's cock filling him completely as his walls continued to clamp around the maleness penetrating him. "Look at you..." Endymion said as Maxwell's entire body arched back as he thrusted forward a little to provoke the pleasured reaction. "Practically begging for this with your body, which for now is my body. Perhaps I should leave you as my latex toy and play with you forever."

"I... yes..." Maxwell managed to say between gasps, the fog of lust enveloping him making it hard to even think of sentences as the demon began to rock back and forth. The hybrid's latex hands shot up from the bedsheets he had been clutching onto to the body of the other male, feeling those purple plated scales against his rubberized skin as the demon began to pump into his pussy. The entire time all Maxwell could do was continue to look into the face of the one that was spreading him open, watching those red eyes burn with pure desire as the pace increased.

Maxwell found himself bracing his body against the demon as the demon's hips began to thrust harder and faster, the rubber goat-dragon writhing and practically jumping every time those ridges on top of it slid along his lips. He could see why Endymion wanted him to be rubber, along with the fact that every inch of their bodies that rubbed together was sending electric shocks of ecstasy through his entire body it also allowed him to thrust into his body without worry of damage. The hybrid didn't feel anything besides the pleasure of being stretched open and the cock sliding in and out of his pussy, the demon's flesh sliding easily but firmly along the latex insides of his plaything.

At one point Endymion decided that their current position wasn't good enough for him and as he shifted to get Maxwell onto his hands and knees he first hilted himself so that his groin was pressed against the inner thighs of the hybrid. Maxwell's mind practically shut down from the sheer ecstasy coursing through his body as the demon picked him up, turned him around, and moved him to the proper position while still deep inside his pussy. Endymion even paused for a few seconds after picking him up and thrusting into him while still rubbing up and down on his rubber chest with one hand while another stroked his cock. By the time Maxwell was back down on the bed he was ready to cum, but he found himself unable to.

"You think you're going to be able to orgasm before me?" Endymion hissed, taking his fingers and rubbing both Maxwell's cock and the parts of his rubber pussy lips that weren't being stretched open by his own demonic dick. "I told you that you are my plaything for the night. Don't worry though, I'm going to make sure that you are completely satisfied... after I am."

All Maxwell could do at that point was cling to the bed as the demon leaned over him, his bed squeaking loudly as his pussy was pounded into. His own rubbery cock felt like it was about to pulsate right off of his body as Endymion gripped him by the hips and rode into him. Eventually though even the lesser lord of lust couldn't hold back any more and the goat-dragon's muzzle was frozen while open wide in pure bliss as the demon came inside him, filling him completely with jets of his spunk as his own orgasm came crashing down on top of him. His own cock flooded the sheets beneath him with his rubberized jizz while Endymion pressed down hard on his latex form.

It felt like an eternity locked in orgasm the sure euphoria that was coursing through his system finally abated enough so that his muscles were no longer tense, save for his femsex that continued to remain clamped on the cock of the demon. His synthetic form slid easily down so that he could lay down on his stomach while Endymion laid down on top of him. With his new body he found himself able to comfortably support the weight of the bigger male as he looked up to see the demon looking down at him. Their eyes met and they found themselves in a passionate post-orgasmic kiss, this one not as long before they broke it once again.

"Well then," the demon said as he rubbed his hand against the latex muzzle of the goat-dragon once Maxwell had recovered enough to stop panting, even though as a rubberized creature he didn't need to. "Was it everything that you hoped it to be and more?"

"Yeah..." Maxwell replied, squirming slightly when he realized that the demon's cock was still heavily embedded inside of him. "I guess you could say that, it's almost a shame that it's over."

"Over?" Endymion said with a fanged grin as he pulled out, Maxwell gripping the demon tight as residual cascades of pleasure cascaded through his system. "You think that I would completely transform you like this just for one quickie?" Maxwell felt himself trembling as Endymion dragged his fingers down the rubber hybrid's back. "We've only just begun, you aren't going to be doing any more writing tonight..."

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When Maxwell opened his eyes again he found himself still laying on his bed and covered with the dried mess that he had made during the night. As he slowly sat up in his bed he looked down at his body and saw that he wasn't covered in latex and that the demon that had done such a thing to him was nowhere to be seen. "Well this was unexpected..." the goat-dragon asked himself as he continued to glance around his room as if the demon was hiding somewhere in the corner that he didn't see yet. "There's no way that it couldn't have been anything but a dream... could it?"

There was no response from the empty space of the room and the hybrid concluded that it had to have been a dream borne out of exhaustion and overworking, though even as he dismissed it he continued to think about how the demon's body felt against his and how the pleasure was overwhelming to the point where his cock once more began to stiffen. It took all his willpower not to pleasure himself right at that moment as he slowly slid his naked body over to the side of the bed to get out. As he got himself out of bed he actually found himself chuckling from the idea that he was visited by a lust demon that turned him into a latex version of himself...

Crack.

The sound caused him to stop dead in his tracks as he could feel something hard beneath his hoof. He slowly raised it and looked down while raising his foot at the same time to see what could have possibly made such a noise. It was a piece of glass, and though the added pressure had caused it to break into many tiny pieces he could still tell enough that it was from a lightbulb. When he went to the nearby lamp and stuck his hand under the lid though he felt a bulb that was perfectly intact, but just when he was about to dismiss the theory he caught out of the corner of his eye a slit in the shade that looked like it had been caused by a knife... or the blade of a demon's tail.

It prompted him to look elsewhere in the room for any sign that what he thought was a dream actually happened, but despite his best efforts he couldn't find a single thing that would point out to his demonic incursion besides the small piece of glass. As he passed by the mirror however he thought for the briefest of seconds he saw himself as the rubber plaything of the demon that he encountered last night, only to find that when he got up to the reflection itself he found his normal brown and yellow furred body standing there. He even checked both his male and his female bits to see if there wasn't something hiding there and once more he found nothing else that indicated that his demonic encounter ever happened.

"There's no way..." Maxwell said, moving back around and looking down at the glass once more. "Is there?" Either way the goat-dragon put the thought out of his head and walked to his office to try and finish the story that he had worked on, though as he went into his office and looked at the screen he felt more like a character in one of them rather than the writer...