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Tournament of Transformation - Round 3, Part 2

"Greetings everyone and welcome back to the tentacle terror of round three!" Chrono announced. "So far Amethystine is in the lead, but the others are still holding their ground as we continue on with the round. Any thoughts Gemini?"

"The corruption is going to compound itself quicker and quicker as the round goes on, but I don't think that's the greatest danger here." The twin werewolves commented. "The more and more people they infect, especially the ones that are in positions of power, the more you're going to have to deal with their corruption of people as well. Remember that the general public has no idea there is a game going on, so if they start to panic then the contestants may be in real trouble when they get to the later stages of the game."

"An acute observation." Chrono said. "Let's go back down now and see how they're doing."

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Amethystine (Location: The Hive, Corruption: 16%)

Amethystine sipped on his drink as he moved around The Hive, continuing to move from club to club as the suited-up rubber creatures bobbed around on the dance floor. As he slithered near the back he looked up and saw the DJ spinning his tracks, isolated in a private booth above the dance floor. He also noticed that the stairway up to the booth was completely open, giving him a chance at a rare opportunity to take what he assumed was a good target. When the music of the particular song reached its zenith he slid up the stairs, making sure that there were no prying eyes as he made his way up to the DJ booth.

When the python reached the booth itself he found it to be very quiet, only the dull thud of the bass reverberating against the glass as he made his way to the black-scaled raptor that bobbed up and down to the unheard music. At first it almost seemed too easy, with the DJ distracted he could easily coil around the male and seduce him into submission. Before he could even get halfway across the room however the raptor looked up and turned around, causing the python to freeze in his tracks. "You my new mixer assistant?" He asked, turning around.

"Why yes." Ame replied with a grin, not missing a beat as he moved up next to the raptor. Now standing only a few inches away he found a complication to his plan, at first he though the raptor was naked, but upon closer inspection he found that he was wearing a head to toe scale-patterned rubber suit. As he glanced down at the rather large bulge in the groin of the DJ's suit he saw the raptor looking at him, causing them both to chuckle.

"Play can come later." The raptor said as he handed the python a pair of headphones. "I've got a new beat that I think all the rubber furs down there are going to love. You're going to be my guinea pig, just tell me if it needs tweaking."

Amethystine nodded and put the headphones, glad that they were modified to a reptilian head. As he waited for the music to come he slowly moved closer to the raptor, attempting to make a move on him. Unfortunately the DJ seemed to be entirely absorbed in his work as the screen in front of him began to light up with the words 'test cycle'. Before the python had a chance to stop him he suddenly heard a deep bass reverberated through his body. It was definitely club techno, the beats pulsating through him and causing a rather odd reaction as his hemi-penis began to stiffen from it.

"Looks like someone is enjoying themselves." The raptor said as he fiddled with a few of the knobs before turning towards him. "Perhaps we could mix a bit of business with pleasure."

Ame couldn't believe his good luck as the raptor leaned in for a kiss, but as their lips pressed together the python felt his scaly muzzle push in slightly. Both parties looked at the naga in confusion, and as Ame pressed a few fingers against his cheek they painlessly pushed passed his scales and into his very mouth.

"Ug, not again." The raptor replied as he went back to the control knobs. "Always add too much bass, turns the rubberization processes into a gooification one. I think I can stabilize it though."

"Ssstabalize?" Ame asked as he tried to pull the head phones off of his head, only to find that they had fused to his head.

"Yeah, this was supposed to be a CD for the Hive to expand its process." The DJ explained as he looked back. "But it appears that I'm still in the process of keeping the rubberization process from expanding fully through the body."

Amethystine tried to say something else, but all that came out of his mouth was a garbled noise as the transformation spread down to his neck and chest, his hemipenis throbbing in time with the music as his hands went down to the twin shafts. The lust being induced by the beat was near-overwhelming, and as his fingers slid up and down he could feel his skin growing slick. The longer the music continued the more Ame could think about nothing more than the music, consuming all his other thoughts aside from the pleasure he felt from the music thrumming though his body. His coils began to collapse on themselves as his body turned semi-translucent, the goo taking on the same coloration as his body as his body continued to gooify.

"Here we go..." the raptor said, adjusting the music finally before looking back at the python, his mouth opening slightly. All that remained of Ame's form was his head and his hemi-penis, the goo snake using his newfound flexibility to take both shafts in his mouth all the way down to where they joined at the base. "Ahhh... well, have done worse, this can be fixed I think."

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Frysco (Location: The Hive, Corruption: 35%)

Frysco continued to grab at his twitching chest, looking around and praying that no one could see the changes that were happening to his body. He could feel his cock twitching and moving of its own accord, something horrifying and yet strangely pleasurable about it. The squirming sensations had also migrated up to his chest, feeling like any second now they were going to burst through his skin and give themselves away. It wasn't just the physical sensations either, the more the corruption coursed through his body the more his mind grew fuzzy, devolving into a basic need for sex and corruption. He needed to find someone to turn and fast, or else he knew he would quickly find himself a mere tentacle monster.

His wanderings brought him to the center of The Hive dance floor, were a white-scaled lizardman had cleared a large circle of it from the dancers. "Alright, let's get this started!" He said in a loud voice, the music softening behind him. "I'll just pick out someone from the crowd... how bout you, my fine feathered friend?"

Frysco looked around for a second before he realized that the lizardman was referring to him, pointing a finger in disbelief. The lizardman nodded and beckoned for him to come on stage, which caused the gryfsune to pause slightly. The last time he had been part of something like this he was almost trapped as a statue, and the way the rubber patrons eyed him up it may be n different this time. When his hesitation was clearly showing the lizardman walked up to him, announcing "the bird is a little shy, why don't you give him a hand to help coax him up?"

As the audience began to clap the lizardman leaned in close and whispered into the gryfsune's ear. "This is a challenge Frysco, if you want your corruption reduced then you'll want to come up here." Frysco looked at the lizardman for a second, then took his hand and was led into the middle of the circle. "What a trooper, everyone give our volunteer another hand!"

"Alright, this one is simple." The lizardman whispered once more as the audience clapped again. "This is a dance competition, if you win then not only will I take some of your corruption but slow it down as well. If you lose then you will get a penalty TF. Don't worry about the dance itself, you'll know it as soon as the music starts, your primary task is to execute it better than the others, got it? Nod for yes."

Frysco blinked as he processed the amount of information he was just given, but knowing that if he rejected the offer then he was going to be possibly too far behind to win the competition, plus slowing the tentacle taint in his body would be invaluable. After a few more seconds of deliberation he nodded, the lizardman nodding back and turning to the crowd. "Alright, you know how this goes, last to fall wins it all!" He said, Frysco watching as four more furs, each of them in a state of rubber outfit, walked out and surrounded the Gryfsune. They were each given what looked to be like a pair of manacles, which the lizardman clamped down on each of their wrists, with only two links of chain on the ends of them.

"Dancers, are you ready?" All five of them nodded, Frysco gulping slightly. "And... let's dance!"

As soon as the music started Frysco's mind swam with images, the dance being laid out before him as he moved with the beat. The crowd let out a loud cheer as they all moved simultaneously, clapping and dancing to the music. As the gryfsune did a small half-twirl and shimmied his body up from a crouched position he saw the large stallion morph falter, nearly falling on his face. As the horse stumbled Frysco saw the chains on his manacles suddenly become longer, now nearly halfway down to the floor as they all spun around again and clapped their hands in the air.

Frysco was so distracted by the sight that his taloned feet nearly slipped out from under him as they all tried to slide to the left, and as he pulled himself back up he saw as the chains on his own cuffs lengthened as well. The gryfsune shook his head slightly to regain his focus and caught up with the other dancers. He and the stallion were not the only ones to have a lengthened chain ether, some of them almost reaching the floor as they got into the main chorus of the song.

After that Frysco fell into a groove, his actions graceful and fluid as the five danced with the intensifying beat of the song. Nothing fazed the gryfsune, even as the horse behind him stumbled again and his chains touched the floor, the silver metal merging with the floor and causing the male to be pulled down on all fours. Before the unfortunate dancer could cry out the metal from the cuffs flowed over his body, encasing him in a solid silver hull that froze him in place. Before long the second and third dancers fell as well, a falcon that had been dancing to Frysco's left letting out a squawk as his rubber clothing seemed to meld together and form a solid bodysuit over the squirming avian as the tiger in front of Frysco was pulled to the floor as the glass flowed over his body until he was as statuesque as the metal stallion behind them.

"Only two more to go!" The lizardman announced as both Frysco and the lioness shook their shoulders, then dipped one of them down before clapping and putting their hands in the air. The song was nearly finished, neither of them had messed up enough at that point for their chains to be touching the floor and it made Frysco a bit nervous. He still didn't let it get to him though, executing another flawless foot sweep before bouncing up and twisting around. When the last note of the song came both he and the lioness struck similar poses, the crowd cheering as the gryfsune looked around to see what happened next.

Frysco didn't have to wait long, there was a sudden cry as the lioness was pulled down to the floor, the chains spinning her around until she was on her back. Her gasp soon turned into a gurgle, the contestant watching as a translucent clear fluid began to pour out of her mouth and nose as her skin and fur began to turn clear in those areas. Her breasts and groin also began to leak, the gooey substance subsuming her body as Frysco felt his hand get pulled into the air. "The winner!"

"As part of your reward, you can decide which of our lovely losers you want to use." The lizardman hissed, Frysco's beak turning up into a grin as he looked around at the possible options. "The crowd is glamoured, so they're not even going to know what you're doing. Go ahead and go to town, and congratulations."

Frysco looked at the four potential candidates, settling his gaze on the gooey lioness next to him. While he wasn't sure what the audience was seeing, part of him didn't care as he unzipped his pants and let his already erect member free. As the gryfsune pressed against the strangely yielding goo body of the lioness the female let out a groan, one cuffed hand attempting to clasp at her gelatinous breasts as Frysco pushed inside of her. With her translucent body Frysco could watch him penetrate her, though as he began to get into a rhythm he noticed the clear substance become tainted with inky blackness. The gryfsune could only continue to watch as his own cock began to throb, several small, inky black tentacles penetrating the goo lioness' body as the corruption began to spread.

Still... Frysco could not deny that the lioness's oozy insides made for a most heavenly slit, the gryfsune's hips pumping back and forth causing the creature to jiggle with each thrust. By the time he game the lioness had changed significantly; the clear gel darkened to a deep black as large tentacles began to wiggle out of her mouth, groin, and nipples. Not wanting to be re-corrupted Frysco jumped back, watching as the tendrils that he had created burst out from the creature's pussy and flailed towards him.

"May want to keep that one tied down." Frysco said to the grinning lizardman.

"No promises." The lizardman replied before Frysco left, not noticing the gooey tentacle slithering towards his scaly ankle.

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Yuris (Location: Howl at the Moon, Corruption: 45%)

The snow leopard panted as he made his way through Howl at the Moon, putting one hand against the wall for support. As he looked at his outstretched arm he cringed, seeing the thick cords of tentacle that lay just beneath his skin and latex that now coated his entire body. As soon as he had escaped from his confinement he found that the rubber had adhered completely to his body, the bright white forming the same black rosette patterns that he had. While originally he thought it to be a bad thing, the latex was proving quite useful in keeping his tentacles from bursting out from his skin, though that meant the pleasurable pressure that was building in his body grew more intense by the second.

"Whoa, you alright there?" Yuris suddenly heard behind him, turning to see a sandy colored werewolf looking at him in concern. "You aren't going to throw up, are you?"

"No, I'm fine." Yuris replied as he straightened himself up, looking at the werewolf up and down as he realized that they were basically alone together. "Do you work here?"

"Yeah, just providing some extra security for the boss tonight, my name is Sand by the way." The werewolf introduced. "But yeah, full moon time, everyone gets a little extra frisky if you know what I mean."

"I think I do." Yuris replied with a grin. "You know, if you're having those feelings I certainly could... help relieve them. Never been with a werewolf before."

"Really?" Sand replied in slight surprise as his ears perked up. "Well I guess no one will mind if I just take a few minutes... come on, there's a lounge in the administration section."

Yuris couldn't help but smile as the tan werewolf grabbed him by the arm and led him back through the doorway. The snow leopard was led to a rather innocuous looking room, complete with a leather couch, television, and a few vending machines. As soon as they got inside and Sand spun around and planted a deep kiss on his muzzle. There was both an insistence and a forcefulness behind it as Yuris felt a thick tongue probe his mouth, trying to push him back onto the couch. Yuris quickly turned the tables though, getting the slightly surprised werewolf on his back and kissing him deeply.

As they continued their make-out session Yuris suddenly felt something moving against his stomach, the werewolf trying to move something between them. The snow leopard quickly arched his back up and looked down, seeing Sand trying to put a pen-shaped object up against his furry sack. His free hand grabbed the canine's wrist before he could do anything with it, and the two struggled for a moment before Yuris managed to get it out of his grasp. As soon as he held it up to the light he realized what it was, an auto-injector with some writing on the side.

"Ovi-potion?" Yuris said, looking down at the sheepishly-grinning werewolf. "Well, I wouldn't want to deny you this..."

Sand let out a little gasp of shock as the snow leopard put the injector against his own balls, jumping slightly as he felt the light pressure against his skin. "I can't believe you did that." The werewolf said with a giggle, his clawed hand cupping Yuris's testicles as he already felt the potion taking effect.

"Well I want you to have as a good a time as I am." Yuris replied before letting out a small grown, feeling his cock begin to thicken as the potion reconfigured it. Even through it had not been the werewolf's original intention to being on the receiving end of it Yuris could see Sand licking his lips in anticipation. The snow leopard wasted no time then, shifting his body weight and letting the eager werewolf get on his stomach.

Before he could even start to get inside the werewolf Yuris felt his cock jump in his hands as he guided it towards the exposed hole, the length of it spilling out until it was nearly a foot in length. From the pleasurable tingles the snow leopard knew it wasn't done yet either, and as curious as he was to see the growth of it he wanted even more to have the sensitive flesh inside his partner when it happened. Sand buried his face in the couch cushions as he felt the tip of the forming ovipositor press against his tight ring of muscle, letting out a small whine as he let his tailhole relax to allow for easier entry.

Yuris shuddered, not only from the pleasure of sliding his rod into the werewolf beneath him but also from the lustful sensation of the corruption draining away from his body. All that seemed to go straight to his enlarged scrotum, causing him to bite his lip as his widening girth continued to stretch his tailhole. Both snow leopard and werewolf let out a groan as Yuris began to push in and out of Sand.

"Holy fu-" Yuris nearly screamed out as the first 'object' began to slide up his shaft, causing the male beneath him to let out a small yip as it pressed against his already stretched tailhole. It was similar to the sensations of being knotted by his alpha, and when the snow leopard's near frantic thrusts pushed the object inside Sand the werewolf actually came as he collapsed into the couch.

But Yuris wasn't done, his eyes squeezed shut in pure bliss as a second, and then a third slid out of his cock and into Sand, each one feeling like an orgasm in itself. In the end he wasn't sure how many he deposited into the werewolf, but when they were finally separated from each other it looked like the canine was quite pregnant.

"Thanks... that was fun." Sand commented as he rubbed his hands over his stretched, furry belly. "Wish I could have filled you, but this was good as well."

"Maybe next time." Yuris replied with a grin as he kissed him on the lips. As Yuris left Sand sat back down, his stomach still gurgling as he closed his eyes. His mouth twitched and his toes curled as he let out a small gurgling noise. From the stage side of the administration area one of the dancers came out and asked if Alzeno was in the office because she had a question. When Sand didn't answer she went up to him, marveling at his stomach as she poked him in the shoulder to see if he was awake. Her concern turned to surprise as Sand opened his eyes, which were pitch black as he darted up and kissed the female werewolf deeply. The dancer's eyes quickly rolled back into her skull as she slumped slightly, Sand's thick tongue pushing into her throat before a spherical object began to push through it and stretched her throat...

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Fait (Location: Howl at the Moon, Corruption: 33%)

Fait continued to look around the warebar with determination, wanting to make up for being snubbed by the strange golden dragon with potential prey from this bar. Though he had to admit whatever the creature gave him seemed to calm down the corruption to the point that he hardly noticed it was there, he still needed to get rid of it if he wanted to win the game.

As he moved away from the stage of the establishment and further back into the bar area he noticed something peculiar, the administration section that was normally guarded by tan werewolf was no longer there. After a quick look around the kinkajou moved up to the stairwell, noticing two shadows and hearing pleasured moans in the nearby lounge area. Since the guard decided to get his rocks off Fait took advantage and snuck up the stairs, hoping to find some lonely secretary or some other easy mark.

When he passed by one of the open doors he was suddenly stopped by a deep voice asking, "can I help you?" When Fait looked into the very spacious office he saw a huge, white-furred werewolf sitting behind an expensive looking mahogany desk. "Considering that there are only werecreatures from my pack on my payroll at the moment I can safely assume that you are trespassing?"

Fait tried to think of a clever excuse for why he was here, but the large werewolf circumvented him by standing up, revealing his naked form and large sheath. "Well since there's a full moon out and I'm feeling a bit frisky, so if you agree to a little fun in the traditional werewolf fashion then I will overlook your little... indiscretion."

"Sure..." Fait replied, slightly unsure of what he was getting into but it sounded like a chance to get rid of some of his corruption. "I'm always up for a little fun."

"Good good." Alzeno replied as he moved around the desk, flexing his muscles as looked like he was ready for a fight. "Then without further ado let us begin, I look forward to dominating you."

When the boss lunged at him Fait realized that he was in for a fight first, his mind racing as he loked around for some initial advantage over the very large werewolf. His eyes flickered over to the nearby light switch, and with a quick lunge he moved over and flipped it off. He hoped in the darkness he would have the advantage, and for a second it looked like his plan was working. As the werewolf stopped his charge Fait moved unseen to the right, hoping to sweep the huge creature's legs out and drop him in surprised.

Unfortunately Alzeno took a few sniffs of the air and turned to the side that Fait was encroaching upon, taking a swipe at his general direction. Fait easily dodged the blow and turned to counter-attack, using the monster's size to his advantage and use the attacker's momentum to push him into a wall or some furniture. Alzeno quickly twisted away and circled around the unseen attacker, throwing another claw slash his way and once more the kinkajou dodging it. After several more successful swipes and dodges Fait saw his opening, grabbing and tossing the white-furred wolf into the desk chair.

With the werewolf down Fait quickly moved in to try and pin him, but as he rounded the desk he saw something that caused him to pause. Alzeno was smiling, and as Fait glanced to the window he quickly saw why. In his haste to try and finish the match he had stepped into the light of the moon, illuminating his lithe body as Alzeno jumped him. Though Fait managed to sidestep the initial attack he felt a strong hand grab his wrist, pulling back and forcing him on his knees.

"You put up a good fight, I must admit." Alzeno commented as he continued to put pressure on the kinkajou to keep him in his kneelng position. "Unfortunately for you the fight is mine. Do you willfully submit?"

Fait's mind raced as he tried to think of a possible way out, unfortunately the werewolf had leverage on him and even if he could escape the hold he wouldn't be able to counterattack in time. He sighed and closed his eyes, knowing what he would have to do in order to move on quickly. "Yeah, I submit." He said resentfully, and in the next second felt a heavy strap of leather wrap snugly yet comfortably around his neck.

"Good boy." Was all Fait heard before his heart started to beat even stronger then when he was fighting the werewolf, his head slowly turning towards the moon as his eyes dilated. An overwhelming feeling of submission washed over him as his face felt like it was turning to putty, his skull and muzzle reshaping until it took a decidedly more canine appearance. Below the collar changes were taking place as well, his athletic build bulking up with fresh muscle as his tail and legs became similar to that of the werewolf in front of him.

All Fait could do was stare at that bright white orb as he felt something push into his mouth, his addled brain vaguely recognizing it as his new alpha's cock as he began to lick and suckle on it. "A good fighter and a good muzzle, you certainly are well-rounded." Alzeno commented as he watched the new werewolf bob his head up and down on his thick member. "I might have a job opening and pack position for you when this is all said and done."

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"Wow, what a thrilling round that was!" Chrono exclaimed. "Frysco makes a comeback, Yuris starts to put some headway in himself, and frontrunner Amethystine's lead is starting to shorten! This could be anyone's game now! And poor Fait, turning Alzeno could have given him a near lock on the competition, but the boss werewolf proved a bit too much for the kinkajou to handle. Gemini?"

"Well there's a reason why Alzeno is number one." Gemini replied with a grin. "We've dealt with him often and know that if you try to take him head on like Fait did then you're going to be up for a fight. This is where the charisma thing comes in, if Fait could have bought himself a little more time then he might have been able to get an alternate solution, instead he's found himself on the end of a leash. While he's certainly not out of the competition this is going to be a hard blow to recover from."

"Well the dynamics in this competition are just like the contestants, always changing and shifting. We'll find out next time if the corrupted competitors can continue to hold out or if we're going to have our first casualty of the day."