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It had been an unprecedented series of avalanches; locals and tourists had to evacuate the entire area after what felt like an earthquake set off a series of crushing snow waves cascading down multiple mountainsides. Fortunately, with it being just the start of the winter season, there hadn't been many people, and since the event happened in the middle of the night, most weren't even on the slopes at that point. But with the fear of another event like the previous ones happening and a second round of snow storms hitting the mountains just after, those that ran the slopes, as well as the nearby towns, decided to do a thorough survey of the area, just to make sure that people skiing and snowboarding won't get caught in a similar event that might spell catastrophe for a crowded mountain side. That was why Ryle was up near the top of one of the cliffsides just opposite the ski range, the grey wolf looking down at the resort digging their equipment out from the piles of snow that had rained down on it.

"Well, one thing is for sure," Ryle said as he turned his head and looked out in the other direction where one of the giant slides was, seeing the entire landscape covered in pristine white snow that seemed to stretch for miles. "Certainly is a pretty sight; hard to believe that there's an entire forest buried under there. Luckily, I just have a few more miles of survey to go, and I don't have to try to traverse the waist-deep snow down there."

As Ryle carefully made his way around the rocks, it was the opposite; the avalanche had taken most of the snow and exposed most of the mountainside. Had anyone been living on that side of the hill, it would have probably crushed them completely, but with everyone accounted for and the forest growing beneath, the only loss was acres of trees as he continued to make his way around the area. It also made his job much easier as he could report that other than a few inches of fresh-fallen snow, there was no pack here and that the chance of another avalanche was improbable. That didn't stop the wolf from completing his task, though, and when a large boulder blocked his path, he turned and hopped down the ledge to the stone below; as he looked back, what he saw caused him to tilt his head.

It was a rather large cave. While they dotted the landscape all over the mountains, Ryle looked at his map and saw that there wasn't one marked in this location. It was hard to believe that the GPS scans would miss something like this since they constantly took photos of the area, but as he stood there, he saw the dark opening right in front of him, as if it had been there all along. An unexplored cave... as the wolf looked at his watch, he saw that he had been completing his run at quite the pace and could afford to check it out, perhaps find something that was the cause of the avalanches that rocked the area. As he took out his flashlight and shined it inside, he could see that it wasn't very deep either, and other than a bit icy, he could step inside with no problem.

Though the first few steps did cause him to slip slightly, Ryle found that the inside of the cave was a bit warm, especially as he continued to make his way further inside while he shined the flashlight around. As he got further in, he also noticed shiny flecks in the wall, and it made him wonder if this was some sort of mining operation as he got close to examine the walls. That thought was quickly disproven when he noticed that some of the more significant pieces of metal looked like they were jutting out of the wall as though they had been lodged there by a great force. As droplets of water dripped around him, Ryle wondered if the source of the landslides wasn't manufactured. He finally got to the back of the cave and noticed a large metal cylinder embedded into the wall that had been split in two.

The entire midsection of the metal tube curled back on itself like a gift ribbon, and something thick and opaque white dripped out from the shattered edges. When the light from the flashlight shined on it, it glimmered with an unnatural glimmer. It wasn't the same as the water dripping into the cave as he examined the strange object further. It was unlike anything he had ever seen in the mountain, and when he looked for anything that could tell him what it was, the only thing he found was a symbol that looked like a dragon and a tiger merging around one another. It was unlike any company logo he had ever seen, and he pulled out his camera phone to take a picture of it, only to see something run across the screen that caused him to gasp slightly and look up.

Whatever it had been was gone, but the residual image of what he saw still lingered in his mind as he looked around the tube it had slithered behind. When he saw that it wasn't there, it caused him mild concern that he wasn't alone in the cave, and decided that perhaps it was time to leave. The evidence of what he found wasn't going anywhere, and after taking a few pictures to memorialize it just in case, he quickly started to retreat the way he came. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the cave entrance, he saw a flash of something shiny and white that caused him to look up.

The second the wolf's head looked up, he saw something that caused his jaw to drop. It looked like a snake made entirely out of white rubber, though it had no eyes or mouth to speak of what Ryle believed to be the head, which was vaguely serpentine-shaped. It was like someone had plastered a half-formed rubber toy to the ceiling, but he could see it moving as he watched it. He didn't know what to do about this new information and found himself standing there as the latex skin of the creature started to ripple and shimmer like it was water being distorted by large amounts of sound despite the cave being eerily quiet.

Ryle's first instinct was to run now and figure out what was going on here later, but he could not take his eyes off the strange entity that curled and swayed around itself in a chaotic but meaningful pattern. As his mind tried to process what was going on, he found it more challenging for his brain to form thoughts; every time he had the idea to snap a picture of the creature or leave it evaporated from his mind. Soon, it was hard to even focus on any particular strand of consciousness as his inner voice, which tried to warn him, grew quieter while his body relaxed. The wolf hadn't even realized it, but the fear and confusion he had felt before had utterly melted away. The shocked look on Ryle's face became placid, and the ripples on the creature's body intensified.

Strip.

Though it had been his inner monologue that said it, the force of the command had sent shivers down Ryle's entire body. He was standing in the middle of a cave, though it was warm, staring at some sort of strange alien being, and he suddenly had the urge to get naked. But the thought grew more assertive in his mind, and the snake-like being seemed to be urging him on to do it, and before he knew it, his hands went to his coat and pulled it off to reveal the grey and white fur of his arms underneath. As soon as he let the garment fall to the cave floor, another whole body rippled through the creature's rubber body, and suddenly, the wolf felt a wave of pleasure go through his.

Without realizing it, Ryle's arousal had started to build, and by the time his trembling fingers got to his snow pants, he could feel his maleness within, beginning to push against it. This caused him to pause as he wondered what he was doing, but all it took was one look back up at that strange rubber thing, and he immediately lost track of what he was thinking again. His inner voice reasoned that there was no need for such thoughts; he was safe here. With his mind growing sluggish and the desire for more of that pleasure that he had just experienced growing, he found himself undoing his pants and letting them fall to the floor.

Ryle let out a gasp as he stepped out of them, and one of his hands went down to his groin as it throbbed with intense sensations. Another reward, he told himself as he let out a few soft gasps while pressing against the growing bulge in the shorts he had worn underneath. He could hear the voice in his head continue to want him to keep taking off clothes; the wolf was unaware that it was starting to sound less like his own speech and had become distorted and alien. By this point, though, it was hard to think of anything as his shirt went next, groaning loudly as he tossed it aside while he looked up to the creature for validation. Good, good, he thought, this was what he was supposed to do as his body swayed as the beast did while he went to his shorts and underpants next.

The bright red cock sprung out from its cloth prison as soon as he lowered the waistband over it, and as Ryle stared at the creature eagerly, he was unaware that another had started to slither towards him. It was a snake-like rubber creature similar to the one above him, and its synthetic skin vibrated and rippled in sync with the one that had enthralled the wolf and started to coil around. As it began to slide up through the similarly colored fur, the half-lidded eyes briefly glanced down when he felt it, but all his eyes could look at was his cock. He found his muzzle curling into a lustful smirk as he grabbed it with his hands, feeling the freedom of being able to pleasure himself even though he was standing naked in the middle of a cave.

It wasn't until the creature had slid up and started to press against the cheeks of his rear that it suddenly registered to the wolf that something was going on behind him. His free hand that wasn't stroking his cock tried to reach back in order instinctively to stop what was going on, but he found himself realizing that he didn't need to do that. These creatures were here to help him, the wolf thought as his concern quickly left his face once more, and to do that, they needed him to be compliant. They were there to help; they would change him and make him better. He just needed them to be inside as the rubber creature's head began to push into his tailhole and spread the ring open.

Ryle huffed loudly and found himself getting on his hands and knees as the creature curled around his thigh had started to slip inside him, which, combined with the reward of pleasure for being so obedient, caused his cock to throb hard. This was just part of the process, the wolf's mind said as his insides were being spread open, feeling it bob back and forth to loosen him up more. He just needed to trust these creatures. With any other errant thoughts being dissolved away, the only thing left in his mind was that they were there for him, and he was there for it, that they were to be trusted with all aspects of his needs, and that his reward for doing so was endless bliss. The words continued to echo in his mind, and all he could do was nod and think that they were right and that he needed to trust them with everything.

With his body...

With his mind...

The pleasure had grown so intense by this point that the wolf fell over onto his back, his hands pressed, stroking more against his cock that jutted up in the air as he tried to keep his legs spread to let this thing in. Even though he focused on his own body, he could see something whipping around in the air that wasn't his tail and let out a loud grunt as the creature pushed in further, nearly half its body already wiggling around inside of him. At the same time, the rest of it spread out his furry butt like the end of a dildo. The wolf was so lost in the enthrallment that his mind echoed the sentiments that these creatures were in control of his body that he hadn't noticed the second smaller creature that had caused it to fall to the cavern floor and snaked its way up his neck. When it reached his lips; however, Ryle obediently opened his jaws, feeling his already bliss-soaked body shudder as he felt it push his way into his maw.

Only when both creatures had gotten into his body did the fog clear and Ryle realize what he was doing. Even with the pleasure still coursing through his system, he found that his thoughts were enough of his own, and he knew this wasn't right. But as he tried to grab the creatures and pull them out, he found it impossible to grip their bodies, and his throat began to stretch from the one in his maw. What had he done, Ryle thought as he still felt waves of powerful sensations from his groin as the body of the first creature had nearly disappeared into him, his tailhole closing up as the one in his mouth continued down to swell out his neck unabated.

It started to feel like his body was trying to suck them in, Ryle thought before his muscles suddenly went tense, and he let out a loud gurgle. The rubbery feel of the creature in his maw continued to persist even when most of its body had gotten into him, and as his tongue pressed against its body while it slid along his lips, he found that his entire inner mouth felt like it was made from the same material as these things infested his body. Panic once more set in as he got to his feet and held onto his stomach, which had become domed out and grew more prominent from the creature within it as he pressed his hand against it. When he had finally swallowed down the last of the parasitic creature, he let out a gasp and knew that he was in trouble when his body began to heat up, even as his cock was still rock-hard and practically bouncing between his thighs.

Relax...

This time, the voice he heard didn't even try to sound like him, but somehow, that made the command even more potent as the tenseness in his body abated. As he was told to stand there, he could not move. He felt the fur of his stomach begin to swell and squirm underneath the hand still on top of it. Even though his thoughts were more precise, Ryle found himself unable to control his body, and that was when the voice told him that it was theirs now. He was their host, and the sooner he realized they could get to work with the previous conditioning he had gained. Plus, the fact they were inside him made it hard for Ryle to disagree... and the fact that every time he thought about giving in gave him a burst of pleasure and made it harder for the wolf to focus on anything.

As Ryle stood there, other things happened besides the mental changes inside his mind. His swollen midsection began to deflate rather rapidly, but as it did, Ryle saw tentacles pushing up the fur of his stomach as they spread out from his abs. The first place they seemed to go was straight for his cock, and he groaned loudly as it twitched and wiggled while the color seemed to leach out of the sensitive red flesh. His eyes widened in shock as it turned white and shiny, almost like the parasites, as it bent around in unnatural ways. The feeling was intense, and as he put a hand to it, he was jolted by the rush from rubbing against the clearly latex flesh before he found himself pulling back.

His hands were suddenly at his sides, and as his cock became more prehensile, it started to shift and ripple like the parasites had, causing Ryle's jaw to drop slightly as he began to sink back into his entrancement once more. As the rubber started to spread over his groin, however, he shook his head, and a surge of resistance prompted him to look away, turning his head instead towards the door. Even after hearing a loud hiss of disapproval, he knew he had to fight this if he wanted to get out of this without becoming some sort of host, especially when he caught a glimpse of their plans as the psyche of the parasite continued to merge with his mind. As he started to make his way out towards the cave, though, it felt like he was trudging through waist-deep snow, and with every step, his cock was leaking a shiny white fluid that had tendrils rise from it briefly before returning to the puddle.

With his cock leaking more of the corrupted cum by the second, Ryle wasn't sure how long he was going to make it until he orgasmed, which would likely break his already fragile concentration as he continued to step forward. By this point, the rubber had utterly covered his stomach, which had not only been flattened, but as small bulges appeared from the parasitic rubber converting him, it sculpted his stomach to have a set of washboard abs. The sight would be somewhat enjoyable for the wolf if it weren't for the fact that he briefly thought that they were perfect for hunting down new hosts, the parasites turning him into a spreader, a hunter of creatures as the muscles of his thighs quivered and bulged. As his body started to transform more heavily, he began to pant, and though he still found himself unable to touch his cock Ryle really, really wanted to as he continued up to the cave entrance.

The sounds of Ryle's panting grew increasingly heavy as he felt his chest expand, feeling tendrils within spreading the rubber inside. At the same time, a similar cascade of bright white flowed over his thickening pectorals. As the light of the cave entrance grew brighter, he started to wonder why he was trying to escape in the first place. His panting increased, and thick strands of latex drool began to leak out of his maw. For a few seconds, he had to stop and let out a pleasured growl. His feet warped and shifted, stamping them against the floor, and his toes curled and morphed right in front of his eyes. As they pushed out and grew a set of heavy talons, he felt himself pushed onto his widening toes while his ankles stretched. He looked more monstrous by the second as his teeth began to sharpen.

A body to go through the snow, Ryle's corrupted mind thought even as he remembered where it came from as his shoulders rippled and broadened, the flow of strength flooding down his arms and the growth of muscle inside them. The sensations were so overwhelming for a second that he had to stop again and clutch the wall, snarling in pure euphoria as his fingers rippled and bloated until they were a massive set of shiny clawed hands that pulled a rather rock out of the wall. He had to escape and get out. The words the wolf was trying to repeat to himself started to mix with the voice commanding him the entire time as their needs and wants aligned. Without even realizing it, Ryle's struggles had made it easier for the parasites within to taint his thoughts, making him think like them as his rubbery back leaned forward, and he felt a set of large spikes grow down it to his tail that had grown even longer and was much more reptilian.

The changes were quickly coming to his head, and Ryle found the parasites moving in, his skull warping and reshaping as they flooded him with thoughts of pleasure and tied them to the conversion of others. As his blue eyes snapped open, the pupils stretched into thin slits as his snout grew more prominent, a wave of rubber swelling it out into a cross of serpent and draconic while his teeth turned into fangs. For a brief moment, his hands clutched his head as everything came crashing around Ryle, letting out a loud, deepening growl as horns grew from his rubber head and the blue latex of his eyes stretched until they completely covered his sclera. In the next instant, the heavily muscled rubber creature orgasmed, his hips thrusting forward as rope after rope of rubber cum sprayed out into the snow and caused it to become a thick blanket of the alien substance as the latex snake monster flexed his body with each jet.

When Ryle had finally finished with his orgasm, his augmented hearing could still hear the echo, his shiny lupine ears the only thing on his otherwise serpentine face as his tongue hung several feet out of his fang-filled maw. As he stood at the cave entrance panting, he looked down at himself and saw that the grey patterning of his body had spread out, giving the otherwise white rubber a cloudy look reminiscent of winter camouflage. With his huge draconic feet standing in the snow, it was hard to see them, which meant that his prey would be unaware of him slithering about the landscape, just like his two-foot-long tail coiled around the spines of his back. He had escaped... the feeling of doing so overwhelmed him as the parasitic rubber snake monster looked out over the winter landscape and as the deep, growling voice in his mind told him what to do, a smile formed on his drooling maw before his unnaturally smooth form practically glided through the snow in the search for his next target.

Meanwhile, about five miles away, the ski resort continued its massive effort to dig itself out of the aftermath of the avalanches that spoiled the otherwise serene winter landscape. However, as the sun started falling behind the mountains, several decided to call it a day and head down to enter the somewhat untouched but still partially buried building. Two in particular at the top of the ski lift that the avalanche had hardest hit stopped what they were doing as they saw the others head down, their frozen breath clinging to their faces when they removed their face masks. "Looks like it's about that time," the snow leopard said to his vulpine counterpart as he set his shovel aside. He looked at the snow they had cleared around the pole, which would eventually bring skiers up the hill. "Damn, it's like we didn't even make a dent in this thing."

"Maybe if the cheapskates down in corporate gave us an actual snowblower instead of sending two guys up with shovels, we could have cleared this in a day," the fox said with a sigh as he took out a can of energy drink from his coat and cracked it open. "At this rate, though, it will take us a month, and that's being conservative. If they want us to open this thing, they need to give us more help next time."

The snow leopard merely agreed and went over to the destroyed equipment shack to put their shovel away, knowing that it was unlikely anyone would trudge up the mountain just to steal it as his coworker continued complaining while drinking. They were unaware they were alone on the mountain as the rubber creature in the snow stealthily approached them. The failing light would have made it even harder to spot Ryle as he moved forward, the snow around him becoming shiny whenever he had stopped for a second. Though it concerned him little, it appeared the rubber that he constantly oozed was able to corrupt the snow around him. Though his parasite-infested mind found it interesting, he focused on the feline heading away from his companion, who was more focused on talking than anything else.

As soon as the creature got close enough to the snow leopard that he knew he would be in range for the next phase of his plan, Ryle's skin began to ripple like waves on a pond, and the spikes on his back vibrated. Even without direct contact, the creature could start to corrupt this one's mind, mimicking pleasure signals in his brain and giving him ideas like stripping down while in the snow. It would even sound like his thoughts were giving him the idea, and it didn't take long before Ryle could see the feline's fingers start playing with the zipper of his coat. Though he could just lunge forward and take him now, the presence of the vulpine had made things a little more complicated. Still, the need to spread and infest new hosts was too strong for the rubber snake monster, and as his heavy feet acted as a snowshoe to keep him above the surface, he watched the man start to succumb.

Yes... there was no reason to wear clothes this far up; Ryle sent the snow leopard to take them off. Even though it would be cold even for the thickly-furred feline, he could see that the man had removed his coat and set it aside, which caused the rubber snake's body to send out a surge of pleasure directed at him. That's the reward for obedience, he thought as he went around a large snowbank to make himself known to the snow leopard while keeping away from the fox, and as he sent more commands psychically to the other man, he could see that he was starting to get very into it with the way he was pawing at his own increasingly bare groin. The smirk on the monster's face grew as he could imagine how confused and helpless this new host was. The feline wondered why he was telling himself to do such a lewd thing with his friend right over there, yet still doing it because of how good it felt to him.

By the time Ryle stepped out into the snow leopard's line of sight, any shock, fear, or confusion he might have had at the sight was not registering with him. Already, the tendrils of the snake's influence had wiggled their way into his mind and ate away at his willpower and independent thought like acid. Such mindsets were unneeded for creatures like them, the rubber monster trembling in his pleasure as he included himself in that they were created for one purpose and one purpose only. Soon, that purpose would be realized for the snow leopard as he finally pulled off the last of his clothes and stood there trembling in the cold. However, Ryle sent out a psychic tendril that soon his body would be augmented against the winter landscape surrounding them as he beckoned the other man forward.

It didn't take much prompting to get the snow leopard to come towards him, Ryle's tail twitching in anticipation as their proximity made his hypnotic presence even more powerful. By this point, the parasitic creature was thinking about this feline already, and that was just fine, as he had mentally instructed the other man to turn around. With nothing in the way of clothing on his body, he could see that the snow leopard was hard as a rock, which was aided by the fact that even with his monstrous visage, the rubber snake body appealed to him greatly. Ryle couldn't help but milk that fact and brought his large hands down to rub against the somewhat thin frame while flexing his own muscular body against him, something that caused the snow leopard to groan until the snake's tongue darted out and slid into the feline's muzzle to silence him.

The entire time he had been waiting, the monster had been dripping, and as Ryle got into position to infest his first new host, he could see the corrupted rubber snow form tendrils and coil around the snow leopard's body. It wasn't just the snow either; as Ryle pressed the snow leopard up between his mountainous pectorals, he could see that some of the wood planks from the destroyed wood shed started to turn shiny and white around the edges. With his cock not inside yet, it was adding more fuel to the tainted landscape, and the rubber started to spread over the wood like frost on the window, though as he felt the snow leopard begin to suck on the tentacle in his maw it turned the monster's attention to the task at hand. With his hands stroking up and down the fur of the feline and occasionally groping his somewhat small maleness, his girthy rubber cock was able to arch up and begin to prod against the fuzzy globes of the other man's tailhole while leaking a copious amount of the substance.

Even before the head of the snake monster's cock pushed in, the snow leopard gasped as he felt something start to slide inside him, the rubber that immediately began to assimilate the fur around it forming into tendrils to both transform and ease him open. With the mental conditioning in place, the only thing the feline did in response to the bizarre penetration was quiver in the grasp of the bigger creature behind him. The smirk on Ryle's face widened as he could see the effects of his cock's presence sliding inside the creature become more profound by the second, feeling not only the intense pleasure that came from him starting to slither inside but also from seeing the parasitic rubber start to get to work. With the tight walls squeezing down on his thick cock, it was like the snow leopard was inviting him, which Ryle was more than willing to accept as he began to see the changes inside the feline's body spreading like wildfire.

With the source of the parasitic corruption inside his latest host, Ryle could feel his swollen balls begin to pump the liquid rubber cum into the snow leopard, which almost immediately caused the bright pink member to start to grow. Even though he was at full erection, the feline's cock began to jut out even more, losing its coloration much like the former wolf's had as it began to shift about. One thing that the parasitic snake creature did still have on the glistening shaft was the knot, which, as soon as the monster had thoroughly penetrated the other male, he popped into the rubberized hole to keep him from leaking. That caused the snow leopard to practically jump from the sensations of being stretched to the limit. When his feet landed on the ground, they were already starting to become warped and distorted as his increasingly shiny cock grew to nearly a foot before slowing down as his nuts underneath swelled and occasionally stretched out from a tendril pushing from within.

With the parasite cock inside of him, Ryle remained still to let the infestation take hold as his own experience was a low but never-ending orgasm. It also looked like someone had attached an air hose to the backside of the snow leopard as his tiny frame began to stretch and pop, a muffled grunt escaping from the transforming creature as his hips widened dramatically. His thighs practically doubled as the growth cascaded down to his legs. The rubber that had appeared outside his fur had also quickly started to spread, and as it covered the feline rosettes, it formed a similar pattern to the snake behind him. This one will make a good addition, Ryle thought to himself as he could already sense the tainted thoughts of the lustful snow leopard turn from experiencing the pleasure of his transformation to wanting to spread the fantastic feelings inside him to others like his vulpine coworker.

"What the hell?!" As the ice-blue eyes of the snake creature looked over, he saw that the fox had either heard the groans and grunts that Ryle had attempted to stifle or the increased sounds of squeaking as the rubbery backside of the snow leopard had started to hump into his groin to try and get even more stimulation, time seemed to slow for the parasitic creature. As he could see that the fox was going to turn and run, not giving him enough time to trap him psychically, and with his knot inside the tailhole of the snow leopard who had just gone from a flat stomach to starting to look like he was pregnant he wouldn't be able to grab him even with his tail. But as he looked at his tail and then at the debris of the woodshed, he got an idea, though even Ryle wasn't sure if it would work as he used the powerful appendage to take a bunch of the corrupted snow and toss it right at the gawking onlooker.

Though most of it had missed a large glob managed to hit the fox right in the head, and as it did, it immediately melted and seemed to suction to his face. As the vulpine reached up to try and grab at it, Ryle could see tendrils pushing past his lips and into his nostrils while also coating his eyes, keeping him from being able to run or shout for help. It didn't take long for the white rubber to envelop the other man's head entirely, and as it began to ripple and vibrate along with the parasite in control of it, he sent powerful waves of pleasure to keep the fox right in that spot. It worked a little too well, and by the time Ryle turned his attention back to the transforming snow leopard, he saw that the guy had started to rub himself vigorously against his groin. At the same time, the rubber had sealed itself entirely to the fox's head, and tendrils could be seen spreading and wrapping around it while pushing into his ears.

With the intrusion taken care of, Ryle thrust up his trapped cock into the male as much as he could while pulling his rubber tongue out and wrapping it around the snow leopard's throat. With no one else on the hill, he wanted to hear the grunts and gurgles from the feline as his rubbery body quivered while transforming. For the first part of their coupling, Ryle had to bend his knees to keep his cock close to the tailhole of the other man, but as rubber flowed up the body of the feline, he could see the tentacles wrapped around his spine, causing it to stretch. Even though the man was fully infested at that point, the rubber monster wanted to watch and feel as the guy in front of him become the same, seeing his face become more animated as the enthrallment gave way to the parasitic merging of his mind.

The snow leopard went from squirming and groaning to flexing his new muscles as his entire body stretched, feeling his heavy draconic feet dig into the snow while he grew a set of biceps that most bodybuilders worked their whole life for. His cock was constantly dribbling with the same tainted pre as was being pumped inside of him as the rubberization of his skin allowed both to see the liquid rubber spread out and form into new latex spines underneath the thick muscle. With the rest of his body wholly converted, he just left the last part of the head as Ryle bent him forward and deflated his knot so that he could thrust hard into him, letting out a hiss of his own as the last stages of his infestation happened. With his tongue still coiled around the neck of the other man, he could feel the rubber inside form into thick tentacles that quickly slid up and swelled out his neck, causing the snow leopard to let out one last growling gasp as himself before his eyes closed and his entire head was pushed out and sculpted from within.

As Ryle felt both himself and the other host reach orgasm, the snow leopard thrashed his head about as the parasite took total control. Thick tentacles of rubber pushed up from the other man's throat and out of his mouth until they merged with his muzzle, coating it and giving him a tongue that nearly stretched to the ground as a pair of horns grew up from his softened skull while a line of spikes grew out down his neck. His pleasured groans turned into a hiss as his face contorted, his entire body practically convulsing from the overwhelming sensations. At the same time, his jaws stretched into a new serpentine configuration while his teeth lengthened to fangs to fill the gaps. When the former snow leopard's eyes opened, his pupils had turned to slits, and the amber color of his irises had completely colored the rest of the rubber; they had become as thick rubbery drool dripped out of his mouth.

With the transformation complete, Ryle took a second to look over the snow leopard as he felt the rubber of their bodies settle. Aside from the amber eyes and feline ears, as well as being slightly less muscular or endowed in other areas, the snow leopard had been turned into another prowler of the snows of this mountain just like him. As the two came down from their climaxes, Ryle realized that not only could he sense the thoughts of the other man, but they were so in sync with his that they may as well have been the same. But that was because they were the same, the parasite thought; there was no reason for them to need such independence when their objects were the same. Fine others, infest them, expand the hive. The fact that they could do that caused both creatures to shudder in delight as the former snow leopard and his creator rubbed their hands along the thick musculature of the second monstrous creature that even had a similar pattern of white and grey.

A loud grown had gotten the attention of the two hosts as the parasite looked and saw that the fox was still in the same position that he had been when the corrupted snow hit his face, and with the two infested bodies, it had caused the patch that had been steadily growing underneath them to grow to the point where it had started to stick to the writhing body of the other creature. That gave Ryle an idea, but they would need more parasite producers to get it done, which he fortunately had as both bodies went over and got between the fox. As they got him onto his hands and knees, he could see that even with the mild exposure to the infested rubber, the fox's muzzle already looked someone bloated, starting to reform into a serpentine snout as the rubber inside his skull had already corrupted their thoughts. At this point, if they had stripped off the coating and sent them down, they would have attempted to convert others even though he didn't have the proper equipment, which was something that Ryle intended to rectify at that moment as the former snow leopard took his new rubber claws and ripped out the back of the fox's snow pants to expose the furry flesh underneath.

Since the fox had been conditioned since the second the rubber made contact with his mind, there was no need for either of them to expend any energy on it; instead, Ryle got to his knees and began to push his cock into the maw of the newest host while his other body did the same into the fox's tailhole. With the parasitic rubber already circulating inside of the vulpine, it didn't take much to start pushing him the rest of the way as the latex that coated his muzzle was moved inside of him to allow for the thick cock to slide down into his throat easily. At the same time, his maw expanded around the thick shaft that stretched it open. As Ryle looked down at the fox's body, he already saw that rubber was starting to coat the tail and thicken it, and his former coworker thrust eagerly into his rapidly transforming tailhole. The feeling of the body between them being spit-roasted by two parasite hosts caused Ryle to almost orgasm right there, especially when he saw the snow gear that the man had on already begin to stretch and tighten.

It didn't take much for Ryle to slide his rubber cock down out of the throat of the fox. Still, it didn't last long before he was pushed in again, not because the transforming creature wasn't eager to suck on it as the stretching tongue coiled around the base but because of the rapid growth that the fox was experiencing. His entire body was practically convulsing in pleasure as his head and hindquarters were bloating with new muscle, which had been covered with fat from sitting and playing games until that point. That was all being assimilated by the rubber stretching out his body. It didn't even have time to settle into his stomach, and he could hear ripping cloth from the rubber spikes pushing out the back of the jacket.

Soon, the upper half of the fox's clothing began to fall to the tainted snow underneath to reveal his already muscular chest, the fur melting into rubber as he gained the same powerful pecs and washboard abs of the others while his arms and hands bloated into huge limbs. As the fox let out a snarl it sounded very wet, and as Ryle saw his shiny white teeth get bared around his throbbing member, he could feel the shiny fluid being pumped into him and also starting to drip out of him. As the other monster grabbed onto the rubber hips of the fox and began to slide in and out of him, the seams from the ruined snow pants popped and exposed more of the incredibly muscular thighs and calves. However, it was the groin of the suit that melted away first as the throbbing cock underneath stretched it out and converted the fabric to rubber while his huge sack grew to be the biggest of the three as a producer. Even before he finished his transformation, the fox's body tensed, and he let out a hiss as his hips pushed forward more than the rubber serpent monster did. The white rubber cock began to spurt its tainted load onto the ground that continued even as the other two shafts spread open his latex insides kept thrusting to provide them all with the potent pleasure for their reward for two new hosts.

When the two were finished, they pulled out of the new rubber serpent monster, which, other than the fox ears and the green eyes of the latex beast, looked identical to the other two. There was also one other significant difference as the former fox got up, and his nearly two-foot-long shaft rested against his shiny thighs, the tip still drooling out a steady stream of parasitic rubber that came from the churning and bloated sack underneath it. With two hunters and the idea that had come to them, they had modified this smaller creature accordingly, though as all three got erect once more, they pointed their shafts to the enormous piles of snow and began to stroke themselves. It didn't take long to reach full erection, and as the three hosts let out pleasured gasps and hisses, they got to work to push the next phase of its shared plan...

As night fell on the ski resort, a bull man sat in a chair that faced the large window that looked out to the ski hill, which at that point had a dozen of his workers that usually served drinks and helped people with their rentals attempting to shovel the area out. "This really couldn't have come at a worse time," the bull sighed as he adjusted his glasses before returning to his desk. "I was already on the rocks financially, and then these avalanches will scare away the tourists."

It was always hard to try and run a tourist-based business, but the bull had the added handicap of catering to gay men as part of his initial idea for the resort. While the idea had initially taken off, he had limited his exposure to the market, which didn't help when times were lean. Though his staff and guests were grateful for such an experience, it didn't help him pay the bills when he was down, and after a few years, he was just making enough to survive the summer months. As he looked at the books and saw the red lines in them, he knew he needed to make some sort of change, or else these avalanches may as well have swept the entire resort away.

Just as he had the thought, he saw that the drink sitting next to him started to ripple, and as he heard shouts outside, the bull quickly turned back to the window and gasped. Even with the darkness of the mountain, he could see the wall of snow coming straight down towards them as those on the path attempted to flee the area. Another avalanche... the surveyors in the area said there would not be another one! The bull rushed out of his office and put on his winter gear as fast as possible as he heard the snow crashing into the snow fence erected over the initial pile to denote the property line. By the time he got out of the resort, the snow had already slid into the partially exposed parking lot as people kept backing away, though thankfully, from what the bull had gleaned from the excited chatter around him was that while it had come down fast, it seemed to have lost enough inertia that it wasn't enough to do much.

But there were still people who had been taken by surprise and buried under the snow while others were sticking out from huge piles while half buried. Since the bull didn't even have gloves on, he went to try and help them while others went to spots where they had last seen people in an attempt to try and get them out. Even though the avalanche made everyone weary of potential repeat performances, the cries from those who could grow more intense as the bull climbed up to a cheetah dangling out with the snow up to his chest. As he made his way towards him, the bovine found that the snow had an unusual consistency as he climbed.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help," The bull said once he got to the cheetah, who was groaning loudly and panting. "Can you tell if you're severely injured? I'll try and hurry, but I don't want to move you too much if you might have spinal problems."

"No... not injured..." the cheetah said after another low moan, this one slightly deeper in pitch as he looked up and the bull and blinked at him with eyes that had vertical slits for pupils. "Feels... so good... all must... join..." The feline trailed off, and as the bull continued to watch in shock, the other man's upper body slumped forward, but as it did, it also began to shake and convulse as a shiny white liquid leaked out of his mouth and nostrils. As the bull began to back away, he heard a deep, wet growl come from the creature as the cheetah's winter jacket suddenly tore to shreds while still on him; as he began to pull himself out and revealed the thick rubber-covered torso that was on his otherwise smaller upper body.

As the bull backed away in shock, rubber tentacles started to push out of the cheetah's mouth, and he heard other people shouting, too. As he turned over to where the rescue efforts of those that were buried were, he could see that those who had correctly guessed where the others were had been rewarded for their efforts with a sizeable monstrous rubber snake creature bursting up and pinning them. As they found their muzzles and tailholes suddenly plugged with rubber cocks and their bodies transforming underneath them, those that had managed to get away quickly found that they hadn't. People began to panic as the corrupted snow clung to them, and rubber was already crawling up their bodies, some of them with colossal latex snake paws hanging from their otherwise normal hands while many found their feet transforming into draconic ones as their boots burst at the seams.

That included the bull, who looked down and saw that the hooves buried in the snow were already wholly coated. He was suddenly aware of the tightening rubber that had started transforming them into actual toes as he huffed. Since he was one of the last to get into the corrupted snow, he was the first out, and just as he managed to get onto the deck of the resort, he suddenly heard the cries of panic and fear stop, replaced with a low humming noise that prompted him to look around. When he glanced back, he saw the entire hill rippling and vibrating, making it look like raindrops hitting a bright white lake as those attempting to flee suddenly stood still. Those that had been completely transformed in the avalanche continued with their infestation of those that they had captured as big smiles appeared on the faces of those with a cock inside them as their bodies inflated with muscle. At the same time, rubber spikes pierced through what was left of their clothing.

Even as he felt his body's transformation progressing and the rubber crawling up towards his feet, the bull couldn't help but stare transfixed at the landscape before him. It was... beautiful; as white rubber began to snake up the nearby trees and the corrupted landscape grew from the increasing number of hosts being converted, it sparkled in the night like a jewel. This was something that he wanted; he wanted a place where he could look out his window and appreciate the splendor of nature while others did as well, and as more thick rubber cocks were pushed into latex holes, he began to see the beauty in the monsters that were being created out of his staff as his own feet pushed out into actual toes complete with thick claws. As the bull sank deeper into a hypnotic state just like all those out there, he failed to notice Ryle coming up behind him and even undressing him until he was completely naked.

While it might not have been the original Ryle, it didn't matter anymore; the parasites had permeated all the consciousnesses together so that they could think as one and burn out their identities mentally as they had physically. As the rubber snake could already feel those same tendrils invading the owner of the resort, he stood behind him and pushed his cock in, watching as the already half-hard member sprang to life from his inner walls being stretched open. Despite being turned into a parasitic hivemind, the creature did have some semblance of self and decided to thank the bull for all the hosts by taking him personally, turning his head, and kissing him deeply. As rubber lips met flesh, the bull let out a slight choking noise as something other than the snake monster's tongue slid into him, a fully formed parasite sliding down into his throat and stretching out his neck before it settled inside.

Once the tail of it disappeared inside of the bull, the two began to make out proper, Ryle grabbing the more petite man and pinning him up against the door of his resort to make it easier for his cock to slide into him. Already, he could see the outline of it that stretched out the bovine stomach start to disappear as the thickly muscled latex legs wrapped around his waist. He could feel the other man's tongue slide down into his own throat as they enjoyed the passion of the act rather than just the infestation, enjoying each other's rubber bodies since their takeover of the lodge was pretty much complete. It made little difference to the hunter drone, though, as he felt the bull cock between them grow until it was practically bumped up against his pectorals, which caused Ryle to shift and pull back.

The bull was so inundated with corruptive pleasure that he didn't even know what was happening until that snake's muzzle began to slide over the head of his cock, drinking down the parasitic rubber that filled the other man's maw. In contrast, more of it began to drool out of his own. By this point, the horns on his head completely converted and shifted back to join the others, though they retained a bit of their original flair while his brown irises expanded to the entire eye. He let out a hiss of pure ecstasy as his cock pushed deep down into Ryle's throat while the one inside him knotted, keeping him locked up against the wall and seemed to make his member swell even more. The sound of their squeaking bodies continued as the host orgy grew to full swing, but it suddenly stopped as they heard the sound of tires coming up to the road that hadn't been destroyed yet...

About a mile from the resort, a local ranger station had been turned into the base of operations for the survey effort trying to figure out what was happening. At the helm of it was a dragon that sighed and rubbed his temples as he sat there with a cup of coffee in front of him that he hadn't touched since he got in; his mind fixated on trying to figure out why they just had a string of avalanches. "Sir, you're going to want to see this," a voice suddenly chimed in, the dragon looking up to see that his second in command was standing there with a tablet. "We just took these a while ago and have some very unusual reports."

"Unusual, how?" the dragon said as he took the tablet, scanning through the pictures and seeing the landscape change dramatically. "Wait... is that another avalanche at the resort?"

"That's what we thought," the bear replied. "But if you look, you can see that the landscape keeps changing even after the resort is covered in snow. I know it's strange, but everything in that area is getting... um..."

"Um, what?" the dragon asked impatiently. "Do we need to send rescue crews to the resort?"

"Well, it's just that a few people think everything looks like it's being coated... uh... I mean to say..." the bear continued to fumble. "Some people think it looks like it's... coated in rubber."

"Rubber?" the dragon repeated as he looked back down in the pictures, noting a strange glint that seemed to be in the picture that he thought might have been something wrong with the satellite. "What in the hell does that mean?"

"We don't know, sir!" the bear quickly replied. "We sent out Aldin a while ago to check out; he should be back any minute now." Just as he said that, the two saw a pair of lights in the window as the horse that was prepping equipment went to open the door. "Ah, see, that must be him now."

The dragon sighed and rolled his eyes as he finally grabbed the mug of coffee to take a sip, only to stop when they heard the voice of the horse that had gone outside to meet up with the rabbit they had sent out, let out what sounded like a shout. The two looked at each other and stood up, but almost immediately, the sounds ceased, only to be replaced by the loud footsteps of someone approaching the door. As the door opened, their eyes widened in shock. They saw a white hulking grey and white rubber snake monster standing in front of the door, his long lapine ears bumping against it as he walked inside.

For a brief moment, the two could see the horse leaning up against the car with something sticking out of his muzzle that wiggled in the air, clearly sliding down into his throat while the front of his pants began to bulge out before the door was closed. Despite the surreal scene before them, the two stared in awe, watching as the latex rippled and vibrated with psychic energy that instantly enthralled them. The cup that the dragon had held dropped to the ground and shattered. Though it had been a surveyor bunny named Aldin at one point, it was Ryle that was in control, or rather the parasites that had fused with him in the first place as his colossal cock dripped liquid rubber onto the floor that immediately began to spread. Once he had taken these two, they would continue to spread over the mountain, assimilating both land and creature alike until the entire world looked like a shiny winter landscape as he rubbed the muzzles of the two. At the same time, his stomach slithered with two new parasites ready to infest.

At least there won't be any more avalanches...