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It'd been a long, slow day for a certain fennec. He'd been working in the market for a while, selling fruit that a different person had grown, and while he enjoyed the job it was mostly lots of standing around and talking to people. Customers were generally nice, and most of them knew him personally with how many times they'd seen each other, but today there were far less people at the market than normal, leaving him with nothing to do but stand and wait. It was a cold day, windy enough that he almost fell over in the gale a few times, and the ground was covered in crisp snow. At least in the morning the skies were clear, but as time carried on clouds started rolling in, and in the early afternoon it started to snow again, only getting heavier and heavier.

Normally vendors tended to close up around the same time, but this evening he was one of the last to leave. Even with others telling him he should've left early with them, he wanted to stay as long as he could in the hopes of selling as much as he could. Some of the fruit was close to going bad, and he wanted to make sure that he had as much money as he could get before the off season. He didn't mind the cold too much, and he actually enjoyed stormy weather (though he did prefer being indoors when such weather came about).

After spending a few minutes as the only vendor in the market, standing mostly in the dark, the fennec finally decided to close up and go home so he wouldn't freeze to death. With his thick fur and winter clothing he wasn't too worried about frostbite, not that he didn't feel his feet starting to go numb while he trudged home through the snow while the rest of his body was thoroughly chilled.

He made it home safe with a big sigh, shaking the snow off of himself before stripping out of his clothing. He shivered as a chilly draft blew up his back, and he immediately made sure that all of his windows and the door were properly closed, before getting dressed into his softest and warmest clothing. That was much better, not that his home wasn't still on the cold side. Fortunately he had enough mind to have prepared in advance, using a fire crystal to light up some logs in his fireplace, sitting on the floor in front of the flame with a blanket around himself, enjoying the warmth.

He spent a few minutes sitting there as the sun went down over the horizon and the sky turned black, the only source of light being the fire in front of him. That's when he heard a knock at the door, though it was more of a heavy thump. His large ears perked up and he looked toward the door, only a few metres away, wondering if he actually heard that. It was probably just snow falling from his roof, or a neighbour slamming their door. Surely nobody would still be out at this hour, especially not knocking at his door.

Then he heard it again, and he sat right up and locked his eyes on the door..

"Hello?"

No answer. Then two softer thumps.

"W-who's there?" He squeaked, standing up and gripping the blanket around him, taking a hesitant step toward the door. If it was some thief then he would stand no chance at fighting back, he wasn't exactly large in both height and build. But if it was someone who needed help in the storm, then if he did nothing then they'd most likely freeze to death in the snow.

He couldn't open a window to look out without letting the wind and snow in, and he certainly didn't want to do that just to take a peek. He stood by the door, trying to listen for anything other than the winds whipping at his home or his heart pounding in his chest..

"Do you need help? You can stay here for the night if you need to." Again he got no answer, and with a shaky hand he slowly unlocked the door, before opening it just enough for him to get the smallest peek outside. What he saw was enough to make him stumble back in surprise and fall on his ass, leaving the door open. While it was completely dark outside, whatever was at his door was not. He only had a glimpse before he fell back, but he saw something glowing and shining, coloured a bright orange and purple. It wasn't like he was scared by things that glowed, but the tensity of the moment made it quite a lot more shocking than it would've been otherwise. He didn't get a chance to see what the glow was coming from, but that soon changed as the door was pushed open, and he saw some sort of massive being standing there, large enough to completely block the doorway. Now that it had some more light on it he could see the glossy black sheen that covered its entire body, the exception being some bright purple and orange stripes over different parts of its surface, a glowing fluid flowing through tubes connected to different parts of its body, and half of a yinyang symbol on its bulging crotch with the same orange and purple. He only briefly glanced at that before catching himself though, looking back up.

He shuffled back as the being slowly stepped through the door, its shiny body squeaking from its movements and its rubbing against the doorframe.

"W-what are you.." He thought out loud while it stepped fully inside, standing up straighter and making him shrink back further. He could see now that it didn't even appear to have facial features, but it did have a shape to it- it almost looked like a cat that had been dipped in rubber, two triangular ears pointing up from its head, and two long, thick tails swaying behind it.. wait, two tails? That wasn't normal, but that was far from the most confusing thing about this.. person.

They looked down at him without uttering a word, purple and orange haze puffing out of their nose as they exhaled. He didn't know how they could seem to see him without eyes. His shock shifted to unease, and he didn't move a muscle even while the cold wind blew into his home. He tensed up as the rubber cat stepped toward him, but they only turned to close and lock the door again before starting to brush all of the snow off of themselves. He slowly stood up while they wiped the snow away, his unease now changing more into confusion, not that he wasn't wary.

"Uhm.. what were you doing out in the storm?" He asked. A few more moments of quiet and he realised that of course they wouldn't really be able to respond with no mouth.

"W-well, you're welcome to stay until the wind calms down, you must've been freezing out there." He laughed awkwardly. It didn't seem like they were aggressive, even if a bit invasive. They turned toward him again, slowly walking closer with squeaky steps. He could see a gooey substance starting to drip from their seams, the same glowing fluid that was inside their tubes.

"You're uh, leaking." He quietly pointed out, stepping back until he bumped against his bed, gulping nervously as the cat approached closer. They then did something that he never would have expected, quickly moving to their knees in front of him and giving him a bighug, holding him tight against their body with their head over his shoulder.

"Woah! H-hey there..!" He huffed out, arms going up while they squeezed him, until he slowly lowered his arms down to gently hug them back. They were soft and squishy, almost like they were filled with the same goo they were leaking, but once he considered it he figured it'd make sense, as much sense as they made otherwise. They were rather cool, but he could feel them warming up while they hugged, their squishy form slowly getting softer in his embrace, and he subconsciously hugged them tighter. They soon started to purr good and loud, vibrating their chest against him. It sounded normal enough despite their odd body, if not a bit gurglier than normal.

He was surprised by how nice it truly felt to hug them, how nice it felt to hug someone at all. He never thought he needed it so much, but now it was more like he needed to never let go. He hugged them tighter, lightly nuzzling against their cheek, and they did the same back to him. They smelled nice, like sweet oranges and grapes, and he could practically feel all of his stress and worries melting away.

Something wet dripped on his arms, and he gave a sideways glance to see some of their goo dripping from a seam on their side onto his sleeve, but he couldn't make himself bothered by it, continuing to squeeze them close. They moved their hands down his back, stopping at his waist and gently grabbing his shirt, starting to lift it up and releasing his fluff. He reluctantly stopped hugging them so they could actually take his shirt off, his cheeks blushing hot under his fur. He was surprised at himself for letting a stranger strip him like this- especially an odd one like them- but he felt so warm now, so comfortable, so malleable to their every whim that he hardly even considered resisting.

Once it was all the way off they dropped his shirt on the floor, but they weren't done yet. Their hands moved to his pants, slowly sliding them down and off and leaving him in nothing but his cozy socks. Now he was positively flustered, feeling more exposed now than he had been in who knows how long, and with all of the pleasurable sensations he was getting he couldn't keep his member from growing hard, its modest size throbbing gently in front of him while he simply averted his gaze from them. They didn't seem to mind, putting their hands on his shoulders next and giving him a little shove back on the bed.

"Y-you're rather forward, aren't you?" He smiled up at them, his bushy tail wagging against the blankets as the drone stepped up between his legs and leaned over him, putting their hands to either side of his head and bringing their face right above his. They huffed their glowing steam against him and he shivered as he breathed it in, giving him a much more direct whiff of their sweet scent. That definitely seemed to be the source, and it was almost addictive. He felt so warm as he inhaled it, small tingles spreading throughout his body while his heart thrummed in his chest.

He gasped softly when he felt something incredibly warm and squishy press against his crotch, looking down to see the round, hefty bulge between their legs pressing against his junk, so big that as they pressed harder his genitals were completely hidden and buried underneath.

"Oomf, th-that's good.." He mumbled, resting his head back down and looking up at his rubbery partner, receiving another big huff right in the face that made him feel even warmer. They began to slowly thrust against him, rocking back and forth and grinding their null bulge against his sensitive bits, their body making plenty of rubbery squeaks while they moved. They weren't thrusting like a lover would during a gentle and passionate night, going much slower than that, almost torturously slow with how he craved more, squirming a bit under the feline.

He noticed more and more of their bright goo dripping on him from their seams, covering his fur. But it wasn't just dripping on him, it looked and felt like it was actually spreading, slowly creeping across his form to cover more of his fur in that gooey substance. Some of it was turning dark, like most of the cat's body, but some was turning a dark, dusky blue, and as it spread further he could see that it was in the same places as the drone's stripes.

Things became more intense but they didn't speed up at all, the cat keeping up their slow grinding the whole time. They lifted one of their hands up, petting and stroking his large, sensitive ears and rubbing goo all over them, getting him to tremble even more while they had their fun.

At first he thought that he was being pushed further onto the bed by their movements, but then he felt his paws and tail touch the floor even with the sensation of his back slowly sliding on the blankets. Once he managed to piece it together in his head he realised he was actually growing for some reason, and once that thought crossed his mind it certainly seemed like the drone looked smaller than before while they kept huffing and humping. His growth didn't hurt at all, it didn't ache in the slightest, if anything it was like a deep and gentle massage through every cell of his body, leading to him relaxing even more and struggling to stay awake.

It didn't take much longer before he felt like he was about to climax, but before he reached the peak his partner suddenly stopped, pulling their hips back while they stared down at him in their odd faceless manner (which was starting to grow rather comforting for him).

"Hhnn.. w-why'd you stop?" He asked knowing full well they wouldn't respond. Their actions told him enough as they climbed onto the bed with him, turning around with their legs to either side of his body, and as they lowered themselves down on top of him their thick nulge was pressed right against his snout, squishing against him while he huffed. They huffed happily and slowly grinded against his face, and they were eager to return the favour with one hand rubbing against his twitching cock and balls and the other brushing his fluffy tail, covering both in the goo that continued to drip from the seams of their rubber body.

He couldn't hold back his moans of bliss while they humped and rubbed him, lifting his arms up to hug the cat's lower back and holding them tight, giving their bulge a passionate smooch while it squeaked against his face.

Before long almost his entire body was covered in spreading goo, even his head fully covered in the rubbery substance, but it didn't feel restrictive at all. He could still see just fine, he could still sniff things, he could still kiss and lick the nulge that was rubbing against him. His arms and upper torso were equally covered but he still hugged tight. He could still feel his sensitive crotch throbbing as it was rubbed and squeezed but he no longer felt the direct stimulation his cock would get, more like his entire groin had become one immense erogenous zone that kept growing bigger. His ears were pushing against the wall above him, and he could feel enough that they were growing even faster than the rest of him.

He could hardly feel his body actually changing, only how it was pressing against things and being pressed against, and that still didn't change when, from the rubber on his sides, two extra arms started to form, identical to the pair just above. He barely registered the new limbs, simply using them to hug the cat along with his first two arms, controlling them as naturally as if he always had them. Even that wasn't the most bizarre change to his body, his head shifting slightly on his shoulders to make room for a second neck and head to grow in, functioning and appearing just like the first. Deep down some part of him registered that it was incredibly unusual, but all he did with it was kiss and nuzzle more all over his lover's nulge.

. . .

He lost track of time, he lost track of everything, the only thoughts that crossed his mind were to keep enjoying the touches and contact with the cat on top of him, and how right everything felt..

"Gosh, you turned out so pretty.." He heard a voice speak. 'Heard' might not have been the right word, nor would 'speak'. It was as if someone else had thought the words for him.

"H-huh..?" He asked tiredly and heard his own voice, but similar to the unfamiliar voice it was like the words were inserted into his head. It was an odd feeling, but not quite a bad one.

The cat sat up on top of him before getting off, kneeling next to him. Wait, he couldn't see them. He couldn't see anything. But he could feel what they looked like? He felt a bit dizzy, both of his heads spinning. Both of his heads..? His heart was pounding. No, there was no beating at all.

"Don't you feel it? Relax, breathe." They told him, again in his head.

He tried to do what they said, taking a deep breath in and feeling warmth flow through him, getting the drone's scent along with the pleasant smokiness of the fire. He breathed out, feeling goo surge through his entire body and the tubes on it, ending in a small plume of blue mist from his nostrils from both heads, a sleepy heaviness settling through him that was quite enjoyable. He didn't remember having tubes, how long were those there? It smelled like blue raspberry now.

"That's it.." They reassured him and gently pet one of his heads, stroking one of his four massive ears with the quiet sqrks of rubber against rubber. Heavens, that felt good.

He sat up, propping himself up on two of his four arms- that was new too, right?- not to get away from their touches but to lean into them. They smiled, and used both hands to pet him now. No, they couldn't smile, he couldn't either, but he could tell they were happy. He was too. More than happy. He felt right, like this was where he belonged. He tried to wag his tail but it was too big and heavy, slowly rubbing against the floor with quiet squeaks. Hehe, that felt nice. He wagged his tail more.

"What time is it..?" He mumbled in that unusual, mental-only way, letting out another long huff. Blue raspberry smells nice. Sleepy..

"I dunno, it's still dark out." They responded without stopping the petting for a single moment. Squeak, sqrk, wagwagwag.

"Can we snuggle more?" He asked them.

"I was going to do it again anyways."

"Can we do it on the floor? I think I'm too big for the bed. Am I?"

"Yeah, you're like halfway on the floor." They said in a way that sounded amused but serious. They stopped petting him and he almost whimpered, but they instead grabbed two of his hands to help him up to his feet. He stumbled. He felt tired and heavy, not fatigued but more like he was still half asleep. His ears brushed against the ceiling and he stood up, but before he could fully straighten his back he bonked his heads on the ceiling next. Wow, definitely a lot taller. At least it didn't hurt. His legs were spread pretty wide around something, was that his table? No, that was dumb. He squeezed his thighs together. Sqrk. Huffff. Squeeze. Definitely not a pillow. Was that his junk? It felt huge. Soft. He remembered that the other drone had something similar. The other drone. Yeah, that was right. That felt right.. He was a drone too. Squeeze. Squeeaak. The sweet, candylike smell was getting stronger.

"I guess you might have trouble moving too much with that thing. Hot." They stood in front of him, now far shorter than him. Two arms wrapped around that sensitive mound between his legs, and his knees wobbled. Was it actually between his legs? Maybe some of it was. It was definitely much too big to fit like that. Those touches felt so nice. He raised his four hands to the ceiling, steadying himself so he wouldn't fall while his nulge was hugged and nuzzled. His hands were heavy. They were huge. He didn't notice before, now they were like massive, soft paws. The pads on his palms and fingers were huge too. He could barely wiggle his fingers. His paws were probably too big and thick to be used like proper hands. That was a fun thought. Huff. Squeeze. Squeak. Huff. It felt like he was going to melt. No, he wouldn't melt. He was leaking. That was new. It was nice. His tail still rubbed against the floor when it wagged. Was he leaking because he felt so happy? Was the other drone leaking earlier because they were happy? Were they happy because of him? They were still leaking. That made him happier.

He only crouched a little bit further and his bulge squished against the floor, squishing further as he crouched further. Mmmrrffhh. It was like sitting on a balloon, but it felt so good. The cat pushed against his front, and with a big huff he rolled onto his back with a thud, his tail getting stuck under his huge nulge. That rubbery ball pressed against the floor between his thighs. His legs were spread around it, otherwise they'd be stuck underneath with his tail. That didn't sound too bad. The other drone was laying on top of it now, their feet not even touching the floor. Was it getting even bigger? That didn't matter. He knew they were going to keep rubbing it and squeezing it and hugging it anyway. He could still hear the wind outside but he didn't care about it. His ears were focused on the huffing and squeaking that the two of them were making, and the purring of his feline companion against him. He didn't need to listen for that though, he could feel it more than well enough.

"Oh yeah, I should ask, what's your name again?" They asked, starting to sound as sleepy as he was. Their movements were definitely slower and softer than they were before. Maybe it was the blue raspberry. Maybe they were just tired normally. He liked how it felt.

"My name? It's, uh.." His thoughts trailed off. He could remember his name just fine, muddled as his thinking was at the time. He could remember who he was and what he was like, what he liked to do, how he liked to do things. He supposed he was different now, obviously. If he wanted to he could probably go back to his old way of life and try to act like everything was normal. His new body would probably make it more than a bit difficult, but he didn't think about that. He couldn't remember ever feeling as good as he did now though, huffing and groaning while the cat hugged and grinded against his nulge, out of his reach. It was really nice, he didn't want to stop. Not having the touches of another person sounded awful, nevermind being on his own entirely. Was that why the cat came to him? What was their name? Oh right, his name.

"My name's Snowstorm." He decided. He liked snowstorms, he was in one when this new form came to be. Well, he was still in that storm.

"That's a silly name." Even communicating through their heads he could hear them giggle. It was a cute laugh.

"Is it? I think I could've chosen sillier names." He huffed again.

"It's still silly, but I like it. I know others with sillier names for sure." They said while they purred, their rubber cheek squeaking against his rubber nulge.

"..Wait, others?" He asked confusedly.

"Of course, did you think that we were the only ones?"

"Well.. yeah."

"Wellll, there's lotsa us. I came here with one of them but we got split up, and it was too dark and snowy to find each other or get back home. I'd be okay in the cold, but if we freeze that's far from comfy." They explained, and he just nodded with them.

"Is that why you came here?" He asked. He understood, his favourite thing about the cold was getting out of it, into somewhere warm. Especially if it meant snuggling like this.

"I was lonely." They spoke quietly, letting out a long sigh from their nose.

"Oh.. it's okay, I don't want to be alone either." He replied, doing his best to sit up for a moment and giving the cat on top of his nulge a somewhat awkward hug thanks to the angle. He was reluctant to let go, laying back down on the floor. It didn't feel uncomfortable on the floor though, as if the company of his fellow drone was more than enough to keep his entire body comfy.

"Don't worry, you won't be." They reassured him, and he relaxed further. He could hardly stay conscious now. He wanted to stay awake so he could keep cuddling.

"In the morning I'll take you to meet everyone, how does that sound?" They asked him, unable to keep up their constant, slow grinding and squeezing but staying in place, laying on top of his nulge.

"I'd like that." He mumbled back. It was unusual trying to fall asleep without having eyes to close, but with his four arms flopped on the floor and his two heads resting down, both still huffing out blue fumes. He was so happy. It was so comfortable. It felt so good. It felt more than good, it felt like this was what he lived to do. If he was going to spend the rest of his life snuggling and cuddling with other rubbery, squeaky drones, he had no intention of complaining about it. That was the last thing he thought before finally dozing off completely, left in a euphoric bliss that he couldn't have dreamed of before.. Hufff.