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Hansen slowly took a drag on his cigarette as he looked out at the night sky, his sharp eyes scanning the campus as though he could somehow see the corruption that was potentially attempting to take root. Given the covert nature of the power that his trinket was sensing it was unlikely that the foe attempting to storm the castle as it were and that made it unlikely that he would see some naked rubber creature run across the lawn. Yet he could sense that his old enemy was out there in some form, ready to restart the battle that he had won so long ago. Just as he finished up with his cigarette he jumped as he felt a hand press against his shoulder, whipping around to see Albert standing behind him.

"You got to stop doing that," Hansen said with an anger in his voice.

"Maybe you should just be more observant," Albert shot back, though when he saw the other man stare daggers in his direction he quickly put his hands up. "Hey, I may be old but I still know how to do my job. Speaking of which the rest of the council is ready and waiting for us, though I can tell you right now that none are too enthused about being taken from their beds and brought here at this late hour."

Though Hansen had a rather biting remark on the tip of his tongue he had decided to hold it for the time being and merely nod in response. Albert was loyal enough to listen to his concerns and draw the ire of the rest of the council for him, and despite giving him a startle he probably needed to heed that advice. This was no ordinary adversary that they were going up against and as they walked ack into the library Hansen grabbed the lantern from the nearby pedestal. While most of the students figured it to be merely decoration it had its purposes as the two went up to a marble fireplace that was situated on one of the walls and Hansen waited as Albert removed the copper grating in the front of it.

Inside the ash-streaked fireplace were several glyphs that had been carved into the hard surface. Most of them were wards that prevented the library from being scried or otherwise intruded upon, but one provided the opposite effect as Hansen put his amulet up against a symbol of a dragon head with two swords crossing behind it. The green stone glowed briefly before the light transferred to the carving beneath it and a few seconds later the fireplace itself rotated around with the two still on it. When their movement was completed they had a short walk down a small hallway until they reached a bronze door, Hansen swallowing hard as he looked at the various reliefs with one demonic dragon staring at him in particular.

Albert recited the password that would allow them entry, saying in Latin the words enter here and be protected ye defenders of the realm, guardians against all demon incursion. Once he was done they pushed the door open to reveal an ornate table lit by several candelabras with several men that sat in high backed chairs. Around them were the banners and artifacts of their order with electric lamps illuminating the space with a soft light. Aside from Hansen and Albert there were seven others that made up the upper echelon of their order.

"There had better be a good reason for summoning us this late Hansen," A smaller, more portly man said as he swirled about the goblet filled with wine that most of the others shared in. "We're supposed to be meeting next time in the summer, not in the middle of the night during spring break."

"I assure you that this emergency session is for good reason David," Hansen said as he remained standing while Albert took his seat, taking his amulet and tossing it in the middle of the table. "Do you know what this is?"

"One of our incursion trackers," another man stated as he adjusted his glasses to look at it. "A demon is trying to breach the realm?"

"Not just any demon," Hansen clarified. "This one I specifically keyed in when we had to face the entity known as Renzyl. This amulet is for him and only him, and the fact that it's glowing means that he has likely already snaked his way into our realm."

There was a murmur that quickly spread through the table at the mention of their old foe, and though Hansen was eager to continue he let them chatter for a bit until it finally died down. "We need to assume that Renzyl has already breached and has started to corrupt others on the campus," Hansen reported. "If that's the case he picked the perfect time to strike, knowing that not only are student numbers diminished but our own as well for spring break. We need to call up as many of our recruits as possible and mobilize them before this threat gets out of hand."

"Hansen, you are asking for us to move mountains," David said as the others either nodded or grumbled. "I know that you have... personal history with this demon, but unlike some of the others that we know of this one doesn't necessarily destroy or kill. If he's attempting to be covert in his invasion then that means we have time to divine his intentions and stop it without sounding the alarms."

"You weren't there when his first incursion happened!" Hansen practically shouted, causing the others to recoil slightly. "You didn't have to fight against him or lose people to his wiles; while he may not be the deadliest of demons he is one of the most dangerous, and it's sentiment like that which will hand this world over to him on a silver platter!" His banging fist caused the candelabras and goblets to rattle slightly despite the thick wood, and when that settled there was a silence that pervaded the atmosphere as Hansen sat down in his own chair. "No, pending any other objections, I advise that we strategize on how to hold the beast at bay until reinforcements show up..."

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Though it was the dead of night on the campus there was still movement about the paths, for one in particular he moved swiftly between the pools of light towards the athletic center. Michael had on a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt that he kept the hood up on as he made his way towards the double doors. It was a path he had taken many times before as one of the college's swim team members, but this time his steps took on a little extra urgency while his body language was that of secrecy. Even though most of the students on the campus were gone for spring break and the rest of the team usually worked out in the morning he found himself continuing to keep his face obfuscated as he finally got to the lit up entrance and walked inside.

The aquatic center wasn't open twenty-four hours but since he was a member of a team he was able to use his card to get access to it, his hand shivering nervously as he used his pass in order to get inside. While it was unlikely that anyone was going to go back and check if someone caught him in the act he couldn't even try to get out of it. At the moment though he wasn't concerned about that and instead made his way towards the locker rooms that lead to the pool and gymnasium sections. He kept a weary eye out for the janitorial staff or other team mates that might have decided to take a midnight swim or workout themselves.

Other than a few offices being lit up no one was out and Michael made it to the locker room without anyone seeing him, causing him to breathe a sigh of relief as he opened the door and walked inside. As soon as he did though he found himself freezing slightly when he heard two people talking within. The first he recognized easily enough as his fellow swim teammate Troy, while the other he had to peek his head in before he knew who it was. It was Lance, one of the members of the basketball team that was currently getting his clothes on while he talked. He had heard rumor that they played sometimes in the dead of night so that no one would bother them but he thought that it was just rumor, but before Michael could pull his head back in Lance turned and saw him.

"Ah, another night fish," Lance said with a carefree grin as he finished putting the tank top over his muscular chest. "Something about not having anyone else here, am I right?"

"Yeah, I suppose so," Michael said as he glanced over at Troy, who just shrugged his shoulders as he took of his sweats to reveal the speedo underneath. "Is that why you're here?"

"Nah, Max called a few of us in to test a few things out for the University," Lance explained. "Said he wanted to do it when as few people could see the prototypes as possible, and since I'm usually up this late anyway I thought it might be fun. Maybe they're finally going to update the basketballs we use so that they don't flatten halfway through a game."

Michael found himself nodding and watched as Lance finished changing and gave them both a nod before heading over to the gym side of the locker room exits. As soon as he was gone Lance found himself exhaling the breath he had been holding and walked over to Troy who had just finished taking off his shirt. "That was a close one," Michael said as he started to pull off his own sweatshirt to reveal the bare, lithe body underneath it.

"Yeah, at first when he came in I thought he was you," Troy admitted as he adjusted his speedo before turning to Lance. "You don't think that he would, you know, put anything together, right?"

"He's an athlete like us," Michael stated as he revealed his own speedo before putting everything in his locker. "Plus the only way into the pool at this hour is through the locker rooms, so unless he wanted to come in and check on us we're still fine. Now that we're alone I think it's time for a bit of warm-up, don't you?"

Troy nodded with a smile before they pressed their bodies together, letting the bulges of their speedos rub together as they brought their lips in for a kiss. They had been secretly meeting like this for months ever since a late practice had the two of them in the shower together alone and Michael had gotten caught peeking at the lithe body of his teammate. Though it wasn't necessarily a faux pas that they were seeing each other both agreed that it would be easier if they kept it under wraps for now so that the team couldn't razz them for it. Plus there was something enticing about meeting up like this, Michael thought to himself as their tongues slipped into one another's mouths while they continued to make out, and from the growing tent forming in the other man's suit he knew that Troy at least enjoyed his company if not the intrigue as well.

"Oh, before I forget," Troy said once they had broken their embrace, reaching into his locker and pulling out a blue tube. "Max actually was in here when I first came in and he asked if I wanted to try something out that might help the swim team."

"What is it?" Michael asked as he eyed up the tube curiously.

"He said it was some sort of hydrodynamic gel," Troy said as he opened the cap and squeezed a little of the clear substance out of the tube opening before letting it get sucked back in. "Supposedly if you rub a thin layer of it on your skin it is supposed to help reduce drag and propel you through the water. He said that it's completely safe and even joked that it was essentially swimmer's lube, but wanted someone on the swim team to give it a try to see if it made any sort of difference."

"Mmmmm, I'm certainly intrigued," Michael said with a grin as he winked at Troy. "Why don't we give it a little test and see how well it does?"

The other swimmer eagerly nodded in agreement and after they walked to the door that led to the pool area, opening it a crack and taking a cursory look around before going inside. As they had suspected it was completely empty and only lit with a few overhead lights that mostly illuminated the area around the waters. While their first time happened in the showers the two loved swimming enough to branch out their exploration of one another into the pool itself, more than once the two going underwater to see how long they could hold their breath while having sex. This time however they made their way towards the shallows of the pool and more specifically the shallow steps that led down into it.

After a few seconds of back and forth on who was going to try out the gel first Michael decided to give it a try, sitting on the top step with his legs just out of the water while Troy slowly made his way in. It gave him a chance to watch his teammate hungrily, his tight butt hugged by the fabric of the speedo just like the thin outline of his maleness while the rest of his athletic body was on full display. While he had the urge to take off his own speedo which was tightening more by the second around his groin there was something about them that always made him horny. Sometimes they didn't even take them off, merely pulled them down enough to release their cocks or potentially down to their thighs as one had another against the wall of the pool.

For the moment though Michael just watched as Troy took the cap off of the tube and squirted a dollop of the substance in his hand. It did look a lot like lube and after rubbing it in his hands he leaned forward and rubbed it over his feet. The feel of the cool substance being applied to his skin caused him to shiver slightly and he watched as the other man slowly made his way up his legs. It was an incredible sensation and once Troy was done with his feet Michael put them into the water so that he could scoot forward and as they slid beneath the surface they did feel like they were gliding through the pool a little easier.

It was probably just his imagination though and Michael's thoughts were quickly pulled to the feeling of those hands against his thighs after Troy had loaded up his palms with more of the gel. Between the handsome face looking up at him and the fingers quickly making their way past his knees and towards his groin he was practically stretching out the waistband of his speedo. When he leaned down to grab it though Troy just shook his head before he slipped his digits in between the material and his legs. The feel of him sliding against his taint and sack, all of which was shaved like the rest of his body, made him want to pounce the other man right then and there as he slid deeper into the water.

With his legs completely submerged and pleasure radiating from his groin it was hard for Michael to focus on anything else, especially as Troy took another thick glob and started to stroke his hard cock with it while in the speedo. The sensations of feeling those gooey fingers stroking him while still inside the confines of the rubbery material were almost too much for him, especially when his other hand slid around and toyed with a gelled up finger pushing into his rear, but he found his teammate in a teasing mood as he pulled both hands away and continued to move them up. The sudden denial of pleasure caused the man beneath him to practically thrash about, though his legs didn't even cause a splash as Michael found himself being pushed back against the stairs with each kick.

If Troy hadn't been blocking his view by slowly sliding up his firm chest with more of the gel he would have seen that it was getting hard to see his legs underneath the surface of the water. With the darkness of the main pool area a glimpse might have made it a trick of the light, but as it felt like something was starting to push up into his hole that wasn't his lover's finger it caused him to pause. But just as Michael was about to ask if they could stop for a second Troy reached a spot that caused his back to arch and his eyes to nearly roll back into his head. The second the gel touched the sensitive flesh of his nipples it was like a lightning bolt that had hit him while the other man laughed.

Troy had gotten to know his lover's body enough to get the sensitive spots, quickly working the gel around his back before moving back to his chest once more. Michael had to squeeze his eyes shut in order to try and not cry out as he found it wasn't just his nipples that were sensitive anymore. Everything from the waist down tingled with pure pleasure and it was only intensified when the slightly smaller man swung his legs around him and lowered the back of his speedo. It seemed to Michael that he wasn't the only one that was getting incredibly horny and with the strange sensations of his feet being pushed to the back of his mind he merely leaned back and felt the water cascade on his gel-covered back as the front of his own suit was pulled down to let his cock flop out.

"Someone is excited," Troy said with a smirk as he adjusted himself and reached back to grab the throbbing member, giggling slightly as their bodies rubbed together. "This gel is amazing, it's like your body is completely frictionless. I wish we had more finish you off, would like to see you skim through the water like a torpedo."

"We're already out?" Michael asked, looking up to see Troy nodding and showing the empty tube. He had used every bit of it and managed to get him covered up to the chest, though he suspected that quite a bit is currently clinging to his cock that was being pushed between the crack of the other man's rear. "Shame... imagine if we were both like this."

"Maybe next time," Troy said as he got the tip pressed against the ring of muscle between his cheeks. "Until then just relax, wouldn't want you to slide to the bottom of the pool." Michael chuckled but as Troy began to push down on his maleness there was a second that he felt like he was going to slip. Fortunately his speedo seemed to help keep him grounded as his hands went up to tease his own gel-covered nipples to keep himself stimulated while Troy impaled himself.

It didn't take much for Troy to slide down his slick member, commenting that much like the rest of his body the gel made it easy for him to get penetrated. Michael found it hard to focus on anything as the combination of his own stimulation and those tight walls clamping around his member made it hard for him to not buck upwards. The other man felt quite tight and Troy seemed to second the thought as he remarked how big he felt, though neither man realized that the cock stretching out the ring of muscle was almost completely translucent and stretching to fill the one it was inside. All either of them could focus on was the pleasure that was getting more intense by the second as Troy found himself sliding down.

Though it normally took a bit for Troy to work himself down this time it seemed like their speedos touched rather quickly as Michael saw the other man steady himself by grabbing on the railing. "Wow... I think we need to use that gel for more than just swimming," Troy said between pants as he put his hands to his stomach. "I don't think I've ever felt you this deep, and the way you're throbbing makes you feel like your already cumming inside of me."

It wasn't until Troy brought it up that Michael's thoughts floated to the top of his pleasure-fogged mind to realize it did feel that way. It was like each little thrust he did up or each time the other swimmer adjusted himself he orgasmed, but more like a mini one as he also noticed something else. "Are you... getting bigger?" Michael asked, seeing that the maleness that was still trapped in the confines of the speedo seemed to be swelling even more.

There was a moment of pause between the two as they laid there partially submerged, and while both were still shivering in pleasure the curiosity got the better of them and Troy pulled down his speedo. "What the hell?" Troy said as he saw that his normally somewhat diminutive member was nearly nine inches long and leaking a clear gel-like substances with each throb, though before he could examine it he suddenly brought his hands back to his stomach that began to ripple. "Oh, Michael... I feel really weird..."

As Troy tried to stand up and free himself from the cock that was inside of him Michael's eyes widened as he saw that instead of his human maleness there was thick spire of gelatinous flesh that was sliding out of the other man. He only saw it for a few seconds before the pleasure was too much and the other man sank back down, which only caused both of them to splash around a bit as the ripping sensation of Troy's skin traveled upwards. When Michael tried to grab onto the other man's hips to help lift him up he let out a gasp as it felt like holding onto a water balloon, and as Troy started to slide up and down his transformed flesh Michael found his hips bucking upwards as a pressure built up on his spine. Neither could see it at first but as the swimmer on the bottom felt his legs start to bend in a strange angle he found his entire lower body lifting up and revealing itself while wrapping around the one on top of him.

At first it was almost impossible to see but once it was in the air Michael found his legs had merged together and turned completely into a clear gel, becoming serpentine in nature as it continued to stretch while coiling around the one on top of him. The second that the first loop went around Troy's waist it slammed him back down on the thick cock, causing his own to let out a spurt of the same gel while more of it drooled out from his mouth. Even with his lust growing higher Michael found enough resolve to be concerned about his lover, especially when Troy brought his hands to his mouth and pulled them back to have the gel stick between his fingers and stretch to form webbing.

Michael tried to call out Troy's name as their eyes rolled back into their head but the only thing that came out of his mouth was a loud gurgling sound as gel began to leak out of his lips. The transformation was spreading quickly up his torso and as it got to his nipples he almost rolled his head back into the stairs from the jolt of pleasure that he had gotten from it. It was so intense that he didn't even realize that his speedo had been pushed off of his body, or that another serpentine body was wrapping around his as more goo dripped from the nostrils and ears of the one on top of him. When Michael finally managed to muster enough resolve to focus once more he found that Troy had leaned forward and was right in front of his face, though his eyes were a clear gel as his back muscles spasmed and a gooey fin sprouted down his spine.

Before Michael could do anything their lips met in another kiss while their transforming bodies continued to twist around one another. His eyes closed as he succumbed to the pleasure and allowed the last of his mental resistance to crumble, feeling his lips get stretched apart by the gel tongue pushing into it as the face of his teammate began to push out into a muzzle. Just like his own form the flesh of the human on top of him was quickly assimilated to the same clear gel as his face became more serpentine by the second, which was soon matched by the swelling of the lips they were connected to. When the forked tongue tentacle was pulled out of his maw it was coiled around with his own as his eyes opened to reveal the same clear gel. The two smiled at one another and as their bodies continued to slide and hump into one another they slowly allowed themselves to disappear under the surface of the water as the last of their humanity disappeared and rendered them almost invisible.

It wasn't long after that the surface of the water swelled, causing ripples in the pool and the gel-covered speedos to drift back towards the stairs...

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"Looks like Athear's contribution to our little plan has gone off," Renzyl said as he sat in the chair behind Chrono, watching as the silver rubber raptor continued to concentrate on the screen. "How did you manage to talk him into lending you those pool snakes of his?"

"He actually offered them after he asked about what was going on," Chrono replied, his mirror eyes transfixed as he continued to manipulate the crystals on the pedestal in front of him. "That should make sure to keep those Order bastards on their toes. Not going to be looking for goo snakes when a rubber nexus lord is invading."

Renzyl went quiet for a moment and then set down the cup he had been drinking from before standing up. "Chrono, perhaps it's time to take a bit of a walk," Renzyl offered, and though the raptor initially shook his head he could feel the red eyes of the rubber dragon staring at him and slowly turned to face him. "The invasion is probably going to slow until morning, now is the time to stretch our legs."

"Of course, Lord Renzyl," Chrono said, the raptor getting up and following his master out into the hallway where they walked for a bit quietly. "I hope I wasn't being too forward, but with the implementation of the goo snakes I think that we have a real chance of blind siding them."

"It is not your enthusiasm that I'm having you take a break from," Renzyl replied with a slight grin before it turned into a more serious look as they went out into the foyer. "I want to make sure that you are... properly aligned for what is to come, while you have a personal stake in making sure that take over this campus I want to make sure that you don't lose sight of the reason that it's happening. Do you know what I'm talking about?"

"Revenge..." Chrono said with a sigh, Renzyl nodding his head as he shook it. "But you had to know that I would be motivated by such things."

"There is a difference between revenge and righteous indignation," Renzyl replied, causing Chrono to tilt his head in confusion as they walked by the fountain of a marble dragon. "The Order of Stormhaven is a very real problem, and considering your history it's only rational that you would have a righteous indignation against those that we're against. But... if you lash out at them purely for revenge, then you drop yourself to the level that they operate on, and I wouldn't want to see you down there."

Chrono said nothing at that and merely stared up at the statue while his master stood next to him with a hand on his shoulder. The minions of Renzyl's realm knew not to approach the two while they were having a moment, but that didn't stop one of the rubber nagas to slither up towards them. "Master Renzyl," the naga said after bowing down to the two of them. "Our contact managed to get out another message and is looking for a response."

Renzyl just looked at Chrono, then made a slight nod of his head before looking at the naga. "Don't forget Chrono here is in charge of our operations right now," Renzyl said simply. "That is, if you're still ready to take command."

Chrono glanced down and caught a glimpse of himself in the reflection of the water, then steeled his resolve and nodded to Renzyl before looking at the naga. "Let's go," Chrono stated. "This operation has only just begun..."