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An Alchemist's Desire

Orisis slammed the door of his small alchemy shop, the various potions and poultices on display rattling from the force. "Who does that blowhard think he is?!" The small man said as he went into his workshop in the back of his humble abode. "That noble trying to abolish my business just because he has an irrational fear of the magical!"

As the apothecary continued to fume he brought out his book of recipes, trying to calm himself down as he flipped through the worn, leathery pages. Dark thoughts began to cross his mind as he went from salves to poisons and their remedies, his mind fixated on the face of the noble that was attempting to ruin his livelihood. He quickly shook his head, the reason that Syrus was so gung-ho against such acts of alchemy was for the possibility that someone could poison one of the noble families. So to poison one of them in retaliation for such an act would be extremely counter-productive. Plus there was the bodyguard that he kept close at hand, a huge brute of a man named Cathus from the Dragon Barbarian Tribe.

"I can't be out of business like this, not after all the training and studying I've done." He said to himself, his anger turning to sadness. "I can't do anything else... and there's nothing else that I want to do. I have to find some way to fix this..."

Orisis continued to flip through his alchemist's book, the one that he had inherited from the master apothecary that he had studied so hard under. His hands shook slightly every time he turned the page, recalling all the good times he had mixing together alchemical reagents. Some of the stuff that he looked at he didn't even remember, though there were a few hundred different recipes so it was likely that he wouldn't recollect them all. As he got to one particular subject his idle searching stopped, realizing he had gone into the most advanced potions that he hadn't even looked at since his master's death.

"Oh my God... Master..." Orisis said as he flipped through a few pages of the book. It wasn't a lot, but there were more than a few pages that dabbled in the art of potions in mind and body control. He had remembered his master had told him of the dangers of practicing such a craft and that they were the downfall of many accomplished apothecaries. "How many have you tried these on before you realized the error of your ways?"

The flustered Alchemist was just about to slam the book shut when a plan began to hatch inside of his mind. Right now the noble was the only one that was rallying against the use of magical potions, though he had the ear of the royalty and had a controlling stake in the local merchants guild. If he could perhaps just use a little bit of the suggestive substances on him then he could steer Syrus away from such a crusade, perhaps even advocate the expansion of his trade after a while it would be most beneficial. Then he could continue his work unhindered and would never use the dark potions again. But there was still the one problem, Cathus... but as he looked back at one of his 'special projects' a plan began to hatch in his mind for dealing with the brutish barbarian.

"Well, perhaps a test run is in order..." Orisis said to himself, a small smile creeping onto his face for the first time today as he began to pull the necessary alchemical reagents from his storage bins.

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Cathus walked down the muddy street of the merchant's district, strutting past the stalls as he could feel them stare at him. The noble that he was sworn to protect was in a meeting hall filled with other nobles and knights for the entire day, which meant he had some rare time off to wonder about. He grinned slightly to himself as he could feel the eyes on him, loving all the attention that his physique and appearance gave him. His sculpted muscles were covered only by the leather straps that held his weapons in place and the scale-covered loincloth of his tribe. There were more than a few lovely ladies that were scoping out his package, and he knew that before the day was over he would probably bed at least one of them. Even though Cathus was trying to win the affections of one of the nobles to try and increase the standings of both himself and his tribe, the man had needs that needed to be satiated quite often.

As he passed by a few of the shops he saw one of the shopkeepers waving him over. His grin quickly turned into a frown as he realized who it was, one of the alchemists that had angrily spoken against the noble he protected when he announced the new decree was working on. Part of him just wanted to ignore the man and continue on his way, but as he continued to walk and the apothecary grew more frantic with his callings he sighed and turned around. He didn't want to cause a scene on his day off and if it took a few minutes of lending an ear then so be it, he was no stranger to others trying to talk him into trying to influence the noble he served, and sometimes he even got a rather substantial bribe out of it.

"Sir Cathus, I'm glad I saw you today." Orisis said, giving the customary bow of respect as the barbarian approached his stall. "I just wanted to apologize for speaking out so fervently against your employer a few days ago. You have to realize that this business is my livelihood and if Syrus enacts that law then I will be essentially out of a job."

"Unfortunate, I'm sure." Cathus replied bored, only half-listening to what the shopkeeper had to say as he looked down at the various bottles that littered the table. As he gazed upon one vial in particular he brought his thick hand up to the shopkeeper to tell him to stop his talking, his other hand picking up the delicate glass container. "You really have things to prevent pregnancy?"

"Why yes, it's one of my more popular potions." Orisis replied, a feeling of relief in his chest. The barbarian's prowess with the females of the town was quite well rumored, as well as his plans for nobility. That's what made the vial he held the perfect trap, and the only possible hurdle of the barbarian not noticing it was leapt over. "Guaranteed to keep you from fathering any sires for an entire day."

"Yeah, that will work." Cathus said, one of his hands traveling down his chest and towards his groin as he licked his lips of all his possible sexual exploits he could have during that time.

"Why don't you come into my shop and we can discuss the details." Orisis said as he beckoned him inside the shop. "I can tailor make the potion to your exact specifications, increase stamina and libido, even the size of your... member..."

"I do not need anything in that regards!" The barbarian boomed as he picked up the vial. For a few seconds Orisis had thought he had blown it, angering the proud man to the point where he would leave without buying anything. He let out a steady breath as the huge man pulled out a pocket full of coins, holding them out to the alchemist. "This should be enough, correct?"

"Correct." Orisis said as he took the coins. As Cathus began to walk away Orisis reached over and grabbed his arm, his jaw dropping slightly as he could feel the thick cords of muscle underneath it as the barbarian gave him a cross look. "if you don't mind... um... I really would like you to take it now, just so I can make sure that the potion is at the right potency. A man of your stature might not be able to feel the effects as much and would require a stronger dose to make sure it has the desired result."

Cathus scoffed, though a smirk played on the corners of his face as he was complimented by the other man. "So that's how you make all your money eh, make them use the stuff right away and start the clock right now." He jabbed, looking down at the small vial in his hand. "Very well though, would hate to see this stuff wear off mid-way through."

The young alchemist felt his glee rise as Cathus tipped back the contents of the vial into his mouth. As he returned the empty container to him he could see the actual effects of the potion beginning to work. It had been such a simple deception, he knew the man did not share his charge's paranoia of potions and was too thick skulled to ask him what was in it. To be fair he was still telling the truth, he would not be siring any children for the next day or so.

As Cathus continued to stand there waiting for the alchemist to tell him if the potion was a success or not he felt his body tingle slightly. It was no doubt the effect of the strange, blueberry tasting concoction, he mused, and wondered how long that would last. He was eager to get back out on the streets, there were several lovely young ladies that had caught his eye and now that he was effectively sterile he could plow them all to his satisfaction without a care. His groin began to stir as he continued to plan his conquests, not caring that his loincloth had begun to tent.

"Why don't you come inside my shop and let me help you a bit further, hmmm?" Cathus heard the puny alchemist say as he gestured for him to go into his shop. He was about to tell him no when to his surprise his head nodded slightly, his body moving stiffly next to the shopkeeper as he walked towards the building a short distance away. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Orisis locking up his stall, though he quickly fell out of sight as his body moved of its own accord towards the shop.

Curse that alchemist! Cathus roared out in his mind, trying desperately to buck whatever foul magic coursed through his veins. When I break out of this I'm going to tear him limb from limb! I should have listened to that stupid noble's warning; they're not to be trusted! I hope you can read my mind alchemist, you're dead! DEAD!"

Cathus could hear the ding of a small bell as he opened the door to the small shop. The barbarian focused all his will into trying to move any part of his body, but even his pinky finger refused to obey him. The tingle that he had felt before continued to spread as well, traveling throughout his body and suffusing him with warmth and arousal. As he stood there in the middle of the shop like a statue he could see his loincloth continue to push out, his cock growing harder and harder against his will.

The sound of the bell could be heard again behind Cathus, followed by the click of a lock. "Thank you for gracing my humble abode with your presence." He heard Orisis say as he walked into his line of vision, a small grin on his face disappearing as his demeanor took a more serious tone. "I am sorry for involving you in this, but the noble you guard is a great threat upon my business and I have to do something about it. If I could it would just be between me and him, but I need help in order to get close enough to him. So if you have any fears that I'm going to kill you then put your mind at ease, I detest killing and in the end would serve no one any better.

Cathus tried to growl and flex his muscles in a show of intimidation, but all his body did was stand there as he watched the alchemist go into the back room. He found that he could move his eyes somewhat, though his blinking was automatically done for him, and he kept his focus squarely on the door the alchemist went through. Even though he couldn't move he still planned his attack anyway, looking for potential traps in his environment that the wily alchemist may have planted should his cowardly potion fail him. Unfortunately for the barbarian he was not the most learned man and there were numerous bottles littered throughout the shop.

None of that seemed to matter though as Orisis came back with a large pot and Cathus found himself still unable to move a single muscle. "It's amazing how someone with such brute strength can fall to something as simple as a paralysis potion." The alchemist commented as he placed the pot right next to the barbarian, several runes glowing to life both on the floor and on the steel surface. "You could say that thought is what lead me to my next little invention, something that had been commissioned to me by a warden who was having trouble controlling his prisoners with the shortage of guards during the war. All the hardened muscle and aggression of those evil men were no match for a little of this magic, yet it still gave them the perceived freedom and mobility that kept it just out of the realm of cruelty. In my opinion this is a far more humane option, as you will soon see."

Cathus's mind pleaded with his body to move, to do something to prevent whatever dastardly deed was about to happen to him. Unfortunately it appeared that the potion was still as strong as ever, even as he was told to strip. His mind balked at such a command, knowing he would never do such a thing at the command of another male, but against his will he found his thick hands undoing the clasp that held his loincloth in place. As soon as it was on the ground the alchemist ordered him to kick it away, the same with the straps and weapons he so dearly wanted to keep should he get his movement back.

Orisis seemed to glance over his naked body with a small smile on his face, then turned back down to the potion in the cauldron. _You better enjoy that eyeful while you can fag; I'm going to rip your equipment off your body when I get out of this. _ He lost sight of the alchemist for a little bit, then realized he was behind him as something warm and thick was poured over his head. It seemed to sizzle as it touched his hair, and for a panicked second he thought that acid had just been poured on him and he was about to die. When the barbarian was commanded to spread it around he found that it merely ate away the hair, his hands feeling his bare scalp as he was forced to spread it over his head. He was grateful that he was still alive, but his joy was short lived as his hand put a big glob of it over his face.

"There we go..." He heard Orisis say, though his voice was muddled as the strange substance fell into his ears. The ambient sounds of the surrounding world were dulled and then completely silenced as a second ladleful of the substance was dumped on him. It was though the barbarian could feel it squirming further into his ears, which caused him to gasp inwardly as he felt his skull invaded. The same thing happened to his nostrils, the thick latex pushing in and coating his nostrils and forcing him to breathe through his mouth for a second before they opened once more. The worst part though was when it covered his eyes completely, the only thing he could control was his eyes and after the black material had completely covered them he found himself plunged in darkness as they kept his eyelids shut.

While at first he was afraid of the loss of senses, Cathus suddenly realized that he could no longer hear or see the alchemist in that state. He reasoned that meant he couldn't give him orders anymore, which meant he could possibly focus his entire will into breaking free and get out before the strange substance coated him completely. The first thing he focused on was his hands, trying to stop them as his mouth opened and the rubber-like material flooded into it, coating his tongue before his lips closed and were sealed shut.

At first he thought it was working, his hands falling back down to his sides as he felt the rubber creep down his neck and up his wrists. "Oh my, absolutely phenomenal." He suddenly heard the alchemist say, which would have caused his jaw to drop if he had any control over it. With the thick plugs of latex in his ears it would have been impossible to hear his voice, yet he heard it as crystal clear as if he was talking right next to his ear. It only made him more enraged, especially as his hands were once more tasked to spreading the latex over his body.

Orisis stopped for a second to admire his handiwork as the barbarian worked the black material into his chest and shoulders. The magical material sculpted itself onto his features perfectly, if he didn't know better he would have thought that from the chest up he was merely wearing some sort of skintight hood and shoulder covering. He bit his lip as he watched those muscles flex, his pants tenting as those beautiful curves were covered with his creation. The barbarian was sealed and no one else could see into his shop, he reasoned as he undid the buckle to his pants, plus it would be a shame if he got any of the stuff on his clothes and ruined them...

Meanwhile Cathus would have been shaking with rage if he could move as he felt the thick substance continue to coat his arms and chest. Everywhere the material covered he lost the sensation of touch when it cooled down, encasing him totally. The part he was dreading the most was soon upon him, and as his slickened hands went to his cock he felt a second pair of hands slathering the cursed material across the untouched region of his back. What made things even worse was that as he covered his genitals his member began to engorge with blood, beginning to grow erect as it was covered with black rubber.

"Well someone is enjoying himself." He heard the alchemist say as those hands of his continued to travel lower and lower down his back. Cathus would have swung his fist around and smashed the pervy potion maker into the next building but all his hands could do was continue to stoke and coat his cock with the warm liquid rubber. "Don't worry about the rest of your body; you keep doing what you're doing."

The barbarian let out a mental roar as his hands were forced to continue to stroke his throbbing length, unlike the rest of his body his cock seemed to grow even more sensitive with the thick goop on it. With every pass of his hand the rubber grew thicker on his erection, which only caused his arousal to grow even more as he stroked. At the same time he felt those torturous hands finished up his back and moved even lower. He inwardly growled as he felt them cup his firm ass, outraged since he only allowed the daintiest of female hands to grab him there.

"Mmmm, you certainly do have an exquisite body." Orisis said as he continued to squeeze and rub those firm buttocks, which was becoming covered in the black substance that covered him like a skintight suit. "And to think, it's all mine... with you unable to resist, pleasuring yourself..."

Orisis suddenly took a step back, realizing where his thoughts were heading. He had only entrapped the barbarian in order to get close to the noble... and before he knew it he had already started on a path to ruin. It was not his master's way, nor would it be his either. "Well, please apply the rest of the potion to yourself then." He said as he took a moment to think about his actions.

Cathus strangely could feel the alchemist's turmoil, though it was overshadowed by the relief he felt as his hands stopped moving over his cock. The stimulation had been near torturous and he didn't want to give the alchemist the satisfaction of causing him to orgasm. His happiness was short lived however, as he felt himself move over to the cauldron of bubbling liquid. Even though he couldn't see anything it was like his body instinctually moved to dip his hands down into the thick latex sludge to slather over his legs.

"Alright Orisis, get it together." He said to himself as he watched the heavily muscled man finished up coating himself with the layer of black latex. A stray thought entered his head, and after taking a cursory glance around the shop he began to undo his own tunic. His erection sprung free as soon as it was freed from his cloth prison, resisting the urge to touch himself as the barbarian stood at attention in the middle of his shop. He looked like an obsidian statue, perfectly still and covered in a seamless, shiny black. "Gods he is hot..."

Cathus burned in rage as he heard the alchemist compliment his body, realizing that his inkling about the other man's orientation was completely right. He was not about to go down without a fight however, and as he continued to try and move he found with some elation that his fingers began to move a slight amount. Even with the numbness in his skin he could feel the strangeness of his slickened digits as they slid against each other. The more he concentrated the more his hand's control was returned to him, though he tried to keep his movements subtle since he couldn't tell when the alchemist was looking at him or not.

"I suppose you're wondering about what's on you." Orisis said, running a hand over the smooth latex. "It was something I had created to help with the dungeon overpopulation, basically a 'personal prison', designed for rehabilitation and training of prisoners in order to reintegrate them into the general population. I was also going to see about using it for training purposes as well, accelerating lessons in swordsmanship and battle training. This will make it perfect for your... training."

Cathus tried to growl, and was surprised to find that a small noise did escape his throat. His faculties had returned to him, and even though he was still blind and unable to hear he could almost sense where the alchemist was. "I think we will start with a little 'positive' reinforcement." He heard the alchemist say, another hand running across his latex-covered pecs.

The barbarian decided that was it, with all the intensity that he had felt the entire time of his imprisonment he sprung upon Orisis with deadly force. But as soon as his hands got close to where he thought was the alchemist's neck was his hands suddenly stopped, as though an unseen force prevented him from closing the distance. His muscles burned with exertion as he tried to overcome the barrier that prevented him from killing him. It was no use though, and after a few seconds he had to drop his arms as he panted heavily.

"It wouldn't be a very good prison suit if you could attack your wardens." Orisis said as he continued to stroke his own cock, reveling in the helplessness of the brute of the man before him. "I was merely going to make your suit give you a pleasure response every time you listened to my commands, but now I think we need to do something a little more... intense."

Cathus fell to his knees as the rubber in his mouth seemed to inflate, his horror rising as it formed into a very specific shape. It was a cock, and as his tongue tried to force it out he realized that it felt a lot like his own. The strangest thing was that it felt like his own tongue was on his real member, everything from the angle to the texture. He stumbled forward, forced to breathe through his nose as the latex-clad body fell down on all fours. He tried not to stimulate the fake phallus, but he couldn't ignore his own cock in his mouth as he felt the unwanted stimulation on his hefty penis.

"I bet you wish you were a bit less endowed, eh?" Orisis gloated, seeing the black rubber begin to grow thicker and textured. He raised an eyebrow at that, the substance was only supposed to coat the body and restrain the male if needed, but it appeared to be changing. It didn't seem to hurt him at all though, and he decided to merely keep an eye on it. Besides, he was having far too much fun watching the ornery barbarian struggling against the makeshift cock in his mouth. "All you have to do is submit and suck on it, and when you've completely submitted then you cum and your first phase of training will be complete."

Cathus shivered, feeling the strange sensation of his own mouth on his cock as he tried desperately to resist. He wouldn't give the perverted alchemist the satisfaction, he said in his mind with grim conviction, he would resist until help found him and got him out of his predicament. It didn't even matter that the city guards would see him in his compromised position, watching his captor hang for his crimes would be more than enough satisfaction to outweigh the embarrassment. Unfortunately it wasn't going to be easy; the strange suit he wore seemed to be built to stimulate not only his member but also his entire body.

It's too hard to think... too horny... Cathus thought to himself as he tried to stave off the fog of lust in his mind. Maybe... maybe if I just sucked on it a little bit, I can clear my head enough to escape this trap. Yeah... just a little to keep my focus..."

As he brought his focus back down to the member in his mouth Cathus could feel it throb in time with his own, needy and wanting attention, his attention. At first he merely moved the underside of his tongue along the bottom of it, his rubber-coated claws rubbing against the wood of the floor as he felt the sensation along his own tool. His mind began to clear, but that persistent need was still there, and it only seemed to grow stronger with his attempts to control the amount of pleasure he gave himself. He did quickly find an upside to having his own cock in his mouth, unlike the scores of females that had done the task before he could find exactly which spots caused him the most pleasurable sensations and could continue to prod them. Soon he found himself sucking in earnest to escape, though in the back of his mind he was telling himself it was only for the means to escape a growing part of himself was enjoying the lewd encasement he was in.

Orisis continued to stroke his own cock as he watched the barbarian's hips begin to sway of their own accord. The layer of latex that coated Cathus's body shifted even more as he began to lose his willpower, subtle things changing such as the black substance pooling around his fingers and toes until they formed points like claws. The textured pattern was also now clearly scales, covering his whole body in a beautiful form that made it even harder for Orisis to resist his own instincts as he ran a hand over them. "An interesting development..." he muttered, the alchemist eager to see what happened next. Unfortunately he still had to make a profit for today if he wanted to eat, he thought sadly as he stopped masturbating and put his clothes back on, which meant he had to leave his new charge alone while he continued to sell for the day.

Cathus heard the alchemist give him instructions not to leave the shop, though his in his sensory deprived state he found it doubtful he could even if he tried. He never heard the other man leave, but he could somehow feel his lack of presence. The barbarian had his chance to escape, though with no sight, no sounds, and not even the sensation of touch he began to realize the near impossibility of the situation. Plus there was the fact he couldn't stop pleasuring his own member, which had so inundated him with lustful sensations that he could hardly move. Orisis had him right where he wanted him, stuck in his rubber prison in a constant state of arousal...

When Orisis returned a few hours later a small smile crossed his face, seeing the thickly muscled man on his side thrusting his hips forward while bobbing his head back and forth. The training had been going amazingly well, any hesitation or embarrassment had evaporated in the time he was gone, Cathus's body writing slightly as he continued to suck himself off. The alchemist wondered if he had any sense of time in that suit as he once more locked the door to his shop and stripped himself before moving down to stroke those amazing rubber scales that had covered those hard pectorals and abs...

As Cathus felt his captor begin to touch him once more he found the usual feelings of revulsion no longer there, he was so focused now on sucking on the rubber cock that he no longer cared for the caresses of the other man. In fact as those hands moved from his sculpted chest to his back he found himself almost welcoming them as the blissful sensations helped him climb closer to climax. The barbarian could also feel the suit shifting around him as he pleasured himself, in his sense deadened state all he could focus on was his own body and he could almost feel it stretch to conform to the rubber's changes. By far the most notable change was to his throbbing tool, the powerful man whimpering slightly as he felt it grow even bigger and become ridged as the rubber copy pushed back even further into his throat.

Cathus could hear the alchemist continue to comment on his new form favorably as those hands moved up to his face, and somehow those words of encouragement and praise made him... happy. It was far more than he had ever gotten with the noble he guarded, whom most of the time didn't even acknowledge his existence. Through the strange link that the suit gave to the other man the barbarian could feel that the other man looked upon him with something other than contempt, something that he had only fleetingly felt when he was with other woman. Along with that was the sense of something else, loneliness that he had all too well known himself. As he began to feel something other than rage for Orisis he suddenly let out a muffled gasp, the suit pulling on his skull as two points formed into swept back horns which caused him to suck even harder on his cock and his body to nearly convulse in pleasure.

When the amazing sensations dissipated slightly Cathus could no longer feel the alchemist's touch on him, his blind head turning slightly as though trying to find him. He suddenly felt them once more on his hips, causing the barbarian to sigh with a strange sense of relief as the reassuring touch return. Another strange feeling pervaded his feeling flooded through his mind as he continued to nurse on his own cock, the alchemist's desire to mount him. Normally the mere suggestion of such a thing would have flung him into frenzy, but with all the confusing feelings and emotions he had he was extremely conflicted. The very fact that Orisis was seemingly waiting for his submission was very endearing, he could have raped him at any time and the suit would have prevented him from doing anything about it. It was still sex with a male though... althouch as Cathus swirled his tongue around the now slightly tapered head of his own cock he realized that being with another male did have its advantages...

Cathus was almost knocked over by the feelings of sheer happiness as he slowly nodded his head in acceptance. Sex was sex, the barbarian reasoned, though the fact that it was with the person that had imprisoned him in the first place didn't even seem to cross his mind. As he felt something poke between his firm ass it began to tingle slightly. Once more that he could feel a powerful stretching sensation in the base of his spine as something thick and throbbing began to slide into his latex-covered hole, sucking it outward. It didn't hurt at all; in fact it made him cry out in ecstasy as the nub of rubbery flesh pushed out into a brand new, reptilian tail. It was just as strong as the rest of his body, the cords of muscle stretching as it whipped around in the air as Orisis's cock continued to push into him.

"Oh Gods Cathus..." Cathus could hear Orisis moan out as their hips suddenly touched, the barbarian moaning around his own cock as he felt his insides filled. He wasn't sure if was simply the need to get off or the result of his suit, but something about having the smaller man dominate his body so completely began to feel... right. As the large cock stuffed inside him began to pull out, dragging its sensitive flesh along his smooth walls, he felt himself enjoying it far more than he ever had before. With women it was all the same, he would breed them and they would moan and it would feel good, but the alchemist could do things to him that he had never even dreamed of...

The thick latex on Cathus's face began to stretch and contort as he pushed his hips back into the moaning alchemist, his sealed mouth pushing out around the rubber cock in his mouth. It formed into a blunt muzzle, the final mark of his complete submission to the alchemist as the barbarian moaned around the rubber phallus in his new maw. The new modification mattered little to him, though it did allow him more room to suck and lick as he was pushed even harder into the floor by the bucking man behind him.

Cathus could feel that Orisis was already close to blowing his load, which in turn caused his own cock to shudder slightly in impending orgasm. Whether the alchemist had meant to or not it seemed that their climaxes would be linked, which made the barbarian twist and clamp down on the member on his insides in order to hasten it. Their bucking and thrusting reached a frenzied pace, until both males finally let loose with snarling and thrashing as Cathus felt the alchemist's seed fill his belly while his own spurted onto the ground while the rubber cock shot something warm and rubber-tasting down his throat.

"Oh... wow..." Cathus heard as the two collapsed into a panting heap, the sensory-deprived dragon barbarian still writhing slightly as the orgasm echoed through his body. "This was certainly an unexpected development... though I can't say I'm thoroughly surprised."

The barbarian tilted his head slightly in confusion, and in the next second he could feel the latex around his eyes unsealed. He had to blink several times as the dying light of the day caused him to recoil slightly, then once he was used to it looked around. He saw his new draconic, rubbery body for the first time, his scaled skin taking on an unnatural shine as his new hands roamed over his body. When Cathus turned towards the alchemist though he let out muffled gasp of surprise, his lips still sealed by the latex material.

Orisis was a dragon, or rather a half-dragon by the looks of it. His black scales were much like the pattern adopted by the suit as he looked over his lithe build, his scaled chest heaving up and down as the alchemist looked down at him with a small smile. "My father's heritage." Orisis explained, shifting around until Cathus was sitting on his lap with his cock still thoroughly buried in his backside. "It's where I get my gift of alchemy, and when my mother forbade him to see me he sent a master alchemist to train me."

"I can see why it's so precious to you." Cathus replied, his claws touching his face as he realized he could talk once more. "This... rubber, the changes that I feel, are they permanent?"

"No, you will revert when the suit is removed." Orisis replied, stifling a small laugh when he saw a faint look of disappointment in the barbarian's eyes. "However... that suit will not be destroyed upon its removal, so you can come back at any time to wear it and experience this again."

Cathus nodded slowly, still a little hesitant to admit just how much he enjoyed himself though a grin had started to creep across his muzzle. "I still have the rest of the night off, you know." He said with a coy smile, his voice as smooth as when he tried to seduce young woman into his bed. "I would very much like to continue to see what this new form can do."

Orisis let out a small purr of delight; his experiment working far better than he had ever hoped. Not only had he gained an ally, but it seems the suit had also trained a lover in the process. The training wasn't complete though, but now he could use much more subtle means to continue the barbarian's transformation into what he desired. Until then, however, he could do with some long-deserved fun as he felt a shudder of pleasure run up his body when the barbarian shifted slightly.

"Orisis..." Cathus said, looking down at the still bubbling cauldron of latex. "This rubber, is it controlled by you?"

"Control of the rubber goes to whoever holds the ladle, special runes key in the magic of it to the one who's using it." Orisis explained idly. "Why do you-" the half-dragon's sentence was suddenly cut short as he felt a warm substance suddenly get poured over his scaled head, his mouth opening slightly in shock as the draconic barbarian gave him a sultry wink. As his vision quickly went dark his shock turned into a small smile, feeling that Cathus wanted him merely to experience the same mind-blowing sensations he did as they locked into a deep kiss while the latex dripped down his snout and engulfed his head.

"Let me fulfill your every desire..." Cathus whispered as they broke the kiss, the alchemist's eyes glowing a slight red before they were sealed shut...