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Getting a package usually is an exciting prospect, and depending on the contents of the box it can be exciting in a few different ways. For Troy his box was exciting in the best possible way as he dug his hand into his pocket and slid out a pocket knife. The packaging went to the floor quickly as he hopped onto his bed and slid out the small canister inside which was connected to a small slip of paper. Now Troy tended to be one to read everything but he'd already done some extensive research on it online before ordering it. Forking over two thousand dollars was a bit much... but the end result wouldn't be that bad.

The small canister was home to a small blue ball that he made sure not to touch bare handed. Thankfully they included some gloves which made it able for him to handle without the surface popping onto him. "Wow... this is it then," he muttered, looking it over it looked like a paint ball. "Two thousand bucks..." he said aloud as the door to his room swung open, quickly he plopped the little ball back into the canister and praying that it wouldn't explode as he sealed the top just in time for his roommate to walk in.

"Troy, you didn't come to see me play." Baker said, throwing his bag onto the bed as he walked in and stepped into the bathroom to wash his face off as Troy sat up. He slid the canister under his pillow as Baker stepped back out and stretched out his sore muscles.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I was finishing up some studying," Troy said offhandedly, truth be told he'd been waiting for his package and the game was forgotten easily as Troy had big plans for his friend. "How did the game go?" he asked, the answer was obvious though as Baker had yet to lose any of his wrestling matches.

The big grin that appeared on Baker's face told him the answer as he tried to rub it off with a rub of his nose. Baker had the worst poker face he'd ever seen though that just added to the cuteness of the man. "Well... I won," he laughed, Troy grinned as his friend posed a bit showing off his muscles acting like the big man he thought himself as. "Yup, I'm a man killer." Baker teased, Troy's eyes traced over the other man's form before returning to his face as he faced his friend.

"Yes you are," Troy laughed, his friend not picking up on his looks as always. Flopping onto his bed Baker did a few crunches as he tried to work out any kinks in his back from his wrestling match. As Baker got into his regular set of cool-downs from his match Troy took care to make sure his canister was hidden well from his friend. He needed this to stay private until it was ready. "That's enough of your crunches, Bake. You're gonna break the bed sooner or later." Troy laughed, slapping his friend on his rock hard abs as he started towards the door to get dinner for the night.

"Hey," Baker laughed, patting his stomach as he hopped to his feet to follow behind Troy. "Let's grab some burgers." he said, his usual food and Troy had already figured that his friend would be asking for them.

"Alright but you're paying," Troy said, grinning as Baker pouted and snatched his wallet off of the bed stand as the pair walked out. For a moment Troy's heart stopped as he saw the edge of the canister but Baker was too busy grabbing his wallet to notice it as he sighed in relief and smiled as Baker walked out.

Walking after Baker Troy eyed up his rear with a dirty smile before whistling as Baker turned to smile at him. "So what package did you get?" he asked, Troy's heart stopped as he gave Baker a blank look. "I saw the box on the ground." Baker explained, Troy's gut unclenched as he smiled.

"Oh... it was a book that I ordered a while back." Troy explained, Baker wasn't one to check in on things like that so he just nodded as they went to grab food.

***

Getting back to the room a few hours later as Baker had decided to drag him across the town Troy slouched onto his bed as Baker fell onto his own bed and snores rolled through the room. Eyeing Baker as he slept Troy dug his hand behind his pillow to grab the canister once more. This time he took a moment to grab the slip of paper off of the floor and glanced it over as he figured he didn't want to screw up his two thousand dollar investment by screwing up on the spread. "Okay.... thank you for buying your custom latex seed... Hextech Blue is proud to present... blah blah... make sure not to let the bound host imprint on non-human.... alright... seems pretty simple. It looks like I can leave this baby anywhere for Baker to find." Troy said, walking over to Baker's bag he unzipped it and slipped out the small seed.

Slipping it into Baker's singlet's cup he smirked to himself as he had to admit that this was a slight breach of the rules. You were supposed to do it in a supervised location with yourself and the toy to be, but this made Baker a lot hotter than he'd like to admit. He'd slip into the locker room with Baker and watch him change there. Baker turned over and snored loudly as he fell onto the floor and Troy winced. "It's a good thing the intelligence factor isn't necessary..." Troy muttered, helping Baker up as he blinked blearily and he slapped his friend on the back. "G'night, Bake." he said, the other man nodding exhausted

As they both slipped off into sleep one was dreaming of wrestling of one sort. The other was dreaming of another altogether and his sheets were by no means undisturbed by his excitement of the idea.

***

Baker had another match early in the morning due to scheduling errors with his classes so he got up a lot earlier than Troy had intended. He was still sleeping in bed as he got a call on his phone with Baker's ringtone. "Uhhh..." he groaned, rubbing his face as he slapped his hand onto the desk and picked up his phone. "Baker... you're right across the room... why are you calling me?" he mumbled, his eyelids were much too heavy to get up. Laying back he still had a good chunk of morning wood from his dreams of doing dirty things with Baker.

"Hey, flake. You slept in past the alarm I set for you," Baker said over the phone, Troy's eyes flew open as he realized there was indeed an alarm going off. "The match's earlier than we intended. You'd better get over here. The match is starting in thirty minutes I'm going to be getting dressed. See you here." The call ended and Troy's heart clenched as he realized what that meant.

"Oh shit!" he yelled, jumping out of bed he snatched up the paper off of the floor. "Changing anthro should be restrained until latex is set, or else... shit!" Troy grabbed a nearby shirt and slid it over as he brushed his hand through his black hair to try to get it out from his face. Running out of the room he nearly forgot to grab his student ID or else he wouldn't have been able to get in.

The wrestling gym was on the other side of campus from the student housing which is why they had to ride a bus across the campus. Even then it generally took them twenty minutes to get over there and that was without the line. Running towards the bus stop Troy stopped like a statue as he saw the line was backed up with high school students on their tour. "Shit..." he whined, then realized the only way he was going to make it in any semblance of time was to sprint. So he did just that and took off his feet striking the pavement as he ran as fast as he could towards the gym.

***

Pulling on his singlet Baker cursed aloud as some blue stuff splattered onto his junk. "Damn it! What the hell is this? Did Troy put this here as a joke...?" he hissed, there wasn't enough time for him to run home and get cleaned up. He'd just have to live with the shit on his dick. Pulling the rest of the singlet up he thanked the lord that his singlet was black and it wouldn't reveal any splatter on it. As some of the juice splashed on his legs he cursed internally as he was going to make Troy pay for his cleaning bill unaware that the juice was creating a smooth blue surface over his skin.

Poking his head in the coach gestured for him to get out. "Come on, Baker. Your match is in a few minutes," he growled, walking out as Baker nodded and packed up his clothes. His jock felt sticky with the blue goo on it and he grimaced as he shivered.

"He's paying for my cleaning bill... and a new singlet," Baker said, not realizing his dick was twitching as blood started to pool in it as the rubber started to affect his body.

Stepping out in front of the crowd Baker groaned a bit as he felt a bit odd moving as his dick felt hard for some reason. Thankfully the cup was preventing it from showing so he just tried to keep it in check as he approached the other man he would be wrestling. He attempted to listen as the coach explained the rules but he found his head becoming a bit light as he licked his lips looking at the other jock's body. He blinked in confusion for a moment as he rubbed his head not realizing why he was looking at another man's body so... intently. "I'm just getting pumped up..." he assured himself quietly, grinning at the other man as he flexed one of his arms. "Gotta intimidate him..." he told himself, though his cup got tight as he grew harder showing off in front of another man... showing his dominance...

The other man rose an eyebrow at Baker's rather rediculous show of strength though the crowd seemed to grow more excited by it as there was a roar of excitement growing as the announcer grew louder and louder trying to get the details out about the match. Soon it came down to nothing as Baker and his opponent got down in front of each other, their bodies posed for the match as Baker's cup was melted away by the latex pouring over his body letting his dick loose as it instantly hardened and pushed against the lycra of his costume. The only person who saw though was his opponent. "What... the fuck...?" he started, but before he could alert someone the match started and Baker was on him.

***

Running across the campus had to be Troy's worst idea ever as he sprinted and his chest burned as people yelled at him for pushing them out of the way. "Fuck... fuck... FUCK..." he yelled at himself, this is what he got for trying this damn experimental shit. Hextech wouldn't let him sue them either as he was completely at fault for this. If he hadn't been more careless... He was about to cross the street when the worst thing he could imagine happened. Someone crashed right in his way, thankfully he wasn't anywhere near as a pair of cars collided sending glass everywhere and a few more cars were following so close behind that there was no time to avoid it and Troy flinched as glass flew in all directions blocking the path.

Police sirens were already wailing as Troy gripped his head looking for some way around but the streets were backing up already as police tried to make their way through. "Damn... what am I gonna do?" he asked himself, figuring that there was going to be a longer wait if he waited for the accident to clear he did something he really didn't want to do. He ran right across the accident by jumped up on a car and cutting his leg on a piece of the metal as he jumped off and wincing he continued to go forward though the pain was making him limp. "Smart ideas... not that one!" he shouted at himself, and though people offered to help him he declined as he singlemindedly continued on his journey towards the gym. At the rate he was going it would be another ten minutes... he prayed that he could stop the match or something. The drying time of the latex was about thirty minutes from what Troy read and with every person infected that time reset on every person infected.

***

Baker could've finished the match already... part of him wanted to. The other part of him wanted him to keep this matching going as long as he could as he dug the other man's face into his crotch making his opponent moan as a goo was slipped between his lips making him feel weird as he stopped struggling and went limp in Baker's grip. The pair pretended more or less to wrestle as the crowd cheered unaware of the odd game that was going on between the pair. Baker was feeling more and more odd as he grinded up against the other man trying to satisfy growing urges that he'd never felt before.

His dick was pressed against something tight now as his black singlet started to absorb into the blue latex a small lock appearing on a smooth blue latex that Baker's dick was locked up inside of. The other man pawed at his dick every now and again hoping to get at the prize locked inside as their eyes glazed over with a growing lust. The match was dragging on into its fifth minute when Baker's coach started shouting at him. "Come on, Baker! Finish this up! Stop playing around!" The man's voice was not a happy one at all and Baker felt a little shaken up as he tried to break out of this odd daze he was in but the effort was wasted as the other man shoved his face up against his crotch as they tugged at one another's shoulders attempting to get higher than the other.

Underneath their singlets they were both becoming stronger looking as the latex wrapped around their bodies and morphed their shapes into stronger and sexier bodies. Red latex covering up Baker's opponent's dick while Baker's abs were being coated in the blue juice making him feel stronger and hornier by the minute. A growing need for male was becoming stronger as the coaches on opposing sides noticed something was wrong and approached the pair and yanked them apart. It proved to be a mistake as they were dragged into the sides of the room to give their wrestlers a talking to. Just to be kissed by them as they started to yell at their younger charges feeling very odd as some of the rubber spread into them leaving a residue on their lips which started to congeal into a rubber form already. Though the first response the coaches should've had was anger the juices already seeping into their minds told them to let the young men have their fun.

As Baker and his opponent came back to the circle eying each other the coaches were in the back grinding and kissing as the rubber spread over their bare skin and changing them already. Baker found his reality of humanity fading as he growled deep in his throat as his chest puffed up bigger as the latex climbed over it and his abs were starting to show through as the latex ate through his clothing. He didn't care much though as he and his opponent were once again let loose on one another, none of the crowd yet realizing what was going on.

***

The gym was soon within sight as Troy finally knelt down to deal with his leg. "Damn..." he groaned, rubbing the wound as he ripped some of his shirt and took the cloth to his leg. "Alright... it's been almost thirty minutes since the match started... maybe nothing bad happened..." Troy grunted, praying that the match was over soon enough that none of the rubber spread.

Walking inside Troy knew something was wrong as the hallway was empty. There was nobody around as he walked further inside glancing around nervously. "Hello?" he called out, his heart was pounding hard as he opened the door to the wrestling room. Inside was an orgy of men grinding, moaning, and all of them changing into the goo covered latex creatures. "Shit," Troy grunted, his throat clenched tight as he saw all of them.

Colors of all sorts: red, green, blue, purple, and many more that mixed into the rainbow of latex covered people. "Okay... I just... have to leave... and wait until the latex dries... then I can take the suits off," he assured himself, turning around he stopped as he found himself facing a blue lion. His tail slowly moving back and forth as he leaned forward letting out a lustful growl as he wrapped his arms around Troys neck making the man freeze as he felt the rubber was still wet letting him know that latex was being wiped off onto his skin. "No... I can't..." he groaned, trying to push the lion off but he wouldn't get off.

Still able to see his eyes Troy could tell the other man was Baker with his light brown eyes that he'd seen so many times. "Mrow~" the lion said, leaning in for a kiss with Troy as the man's pants got tight around his crotch making his eyes roll back in ecstasy as he was finally getting the man he'd always wanted... But wait... he was going to be a creature incapable of free thought just... sex... so much sex...

The thought of being purely driven by sex surprisingly made him much more alright with the idea of it than before. As Troy's face formed into a muzzle the rubber congealing into a green rubber muzzle he leaned deeper into the kiss as his eyes glazed over with the same lust as the other rubber creatures in the room. The newly forming sex toy happily bending back as the lion pawed at his pants making them retract as his erect dick stood up. His penis still yet to slide into the chastity pocket for a toy the lion licked Troy's dick making him moan and squirm happily as Baker purred in pleasure licking at the delicious piece of meat.

The green latex soon formed around Troy's dick making him whine pitifully as his dick vanished behind the guard making Baker whine too before leaning over him and they kissed deeply once more. The pair rolled around before joining the other toys and grinding in the group of toys as Baker's rubber dried into a anthro toy while Troy's own finished up twenty minutes later. The new fox only too happy to be amongst the other toys all unaware that they were being observed by Hextech agents. "Well it looks like we have a good batch of toys we can sell soon enough." one of them said, marking some information down on his clipboard.

"Yes... usually this kind of thing raises issues. I think if we do it right we can make a lot of money... and a lot more latex seeds." another spoke, the group agreed happily as they prepared to send out collectors for the group of happy latex creatures.