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Igni's lips curled in a snarl as the first globule of the thick black substance dropped onto his muzzle. The pungent smell hit him straight away, as if someone had forced a fistful of rotten eggs and cloves right into his nostrils. His snout wrinkling and his stomach churning from the odour.

The ocelot crossed his eyes and scowled down his muzzle at the shimmering liquid. Awkwardly staring as it started to pour down and around the sides of his short snout, slithering through and over his tan fur. The pitch black of the liquid latex covering his coat, hiding his beautifully manicured fur and leaving it a shining black.

"It'll thin out." Said the wolf standing ahead of Igni. The wolf held a canister in one paw, still mostly full of the same latex that was seeping its way over Igni's face. Starting the travel back along his muzzle and up between his eyes. "It's got to cover your whole body." Mark said, chuckling as he watched.

"I know that." Igni growled back through gritted teeth. He wasn't stupid, he'd done his research, he'd spent hours watching videos of the process and had lost countless hours on his laptop, reading forums and reviews and everything he could find. He knew what he was getting in for. He was certain of it. He really just wished someone had mentioned the smell and how cold the second skin would be.

"Alright, Mr. Testy." Mark said with a grin, reaching over with the canister and bopping Igni on the head. That damn wolf never took anything seriously but he was his best friend, and the only person he'd trust to help him with this.

Igni clasped one paw to his muzzle rather quickly, covering his nose and mouth and giving his paw a thin coat of the latex. Mark stepped forwards, ears pricked up and ready, though he wasn't sure what he'd be able to do to help. The latex started to move faster over the cats' body, thinning out as Mark has said as it slithers and creeps across him.

After a few tense moments for Mark, Igni pulled his paw away from his face, the whole paw now covered in its own layer of black, starting to flow back and up over his arm. It was clear to Mark now what made Igni grab at his face, the thick rubber had poured up and into his nostrils and down into his mouth. The innards of the cats' maw was now covered in the same shining black liquid as his muzzle and paw.

"I'm fine." Igni said, a little squeakier than normal as he brings the latex covered paw up to rub at his face. The uncovered fur along his spine bristling as the touch of latex on latex sends a shiver through him. Every touch seemed to be heightened, as he traced his fingers along his blackened snout it was like he was feeling everything for the first time. His digits sliding smoothly along the curve of his muzzle, a purr rumbling from his throat for the first time since the latex's smell had hit his nostrils.

Igni looked to his left to catch himself in the full length mirror. His whole head was black at this point, the latex glistening as the light bounces off his crown. His shoulders and upper body were being covered too. The change was certainly speeding up, Igni noted as the latex floods over his torso, covering his nipples. The ocelot letting out a happy little rasp, the touch of the latex on his sensitive nips not unlike a sudden blast of ice water.

"You're looking good." Mark said, causing the ocelot to snap his gaze over to a slightly concerned looking wolf.

"Thanks, Ma-Oh fuck!" Igni mewls in surprise. Hopping up onto the balls of his toes as the latex moves under his tail and rather rudely invades. If the feeling of the liquid coating his nipples was surprising, this was something else entirely. He could feel the latex creeping its way up inside him, coating his walls thinly.

He didn't get much of a chance to dwell on that feeling however. A few moments after the cold invasion of his tail the liquid moves on, and quickly in, to his sheath. Wasting no time in covering his precious cock in its black corruption. Squeezing tightly around the sensitive flesh and, without warning, forcing its way inside.

Igni drops to the floor. His newly black paws blurring as he moves them to his crotch. The liquid flooding into him and pushing as deep inside as it can possibly go. The ocelot grits his teeth, feeling a large paw upon his shoulder. This was the only part he had dreaded but it was worse than he'd ever thought to imagine. He'd never thought to try sounding, in even his most deranged fantasy.

"Kitty.." Mark's voice is soft, Igni had only heard that tone once before, after the wolf had got a little carried away with a cane and left a few deep welts along the back of Igni's thighs. He hadn't sat down much that month.

"I'm okay, really." Igni groans out, the pain in his crotch slowly subsiding as he pushes himself back up onto his paws. Black paws, he notices as he rises. With a look to the mirror and a half turn he sees what he's been waiting for.

He's covered from the top of his ears to the tip of his tail. Not a spot of fur or his brown markings to be seen. His body shimmers as he turns slowly from side to side and the light dances against his black skin, admiring his own form. The new skin was still rippling, evening out across his whole body so everything looked just perfect. Igni had wanted a shiny, squeaky second skin for as long as he could remember. His heart was pounding in his chest.

"I think it's all done, Mark." Igni says, still admiring himself and moving his paws down over his own sides, tracing his well-defined curves. He looked a lot sleeker with all the fur hidden and flattened under his new skin.

"Oh it definitely is." The wolf says, moving close and sliding his own paws over the ocelots' shiny body. Making sure to rest his paws on Igni's pert rump, squeezing the flesh underneath firmly, eliciting a rather content purr from the molested feline. "Can I please play with it now?" Mark says, a broad grin growing across his muzzle.

Igni's eyes rolled back into his head. Mark's condition for helping the cat get into his new attire, though Igni wasn't so sure any help would have been needed, was that the cat had to buy a special edition of the suit. One that came with a handy little remote for controlling the nanites that now covered the feline. In all fairness, he hadn't needed much cajoling to fork out for the upgrade.

"Alright, alright." Igni says to his impatient friend. Eying the wolf with a sideways glance as Mark moves to grab a tablet from the box the canister came in.

Mark grinned so wide he looked like he was snarling. The bright light from the tablet giving his face a glow as he started poking at buttons. Igni stood with his arms folded, watching the wolf carefully. Marks paw moved a few inches above the screen as he looked all over it. There were so many options to choose from he wasn't entirely sure where to start. With a shrug he closed his eyes, waved his finger in circles for a moment and then pressed it down on any old thing.

For the second time that night, Igni dropped to the floor rather unceremoniously. In half a heartbeat from the tap of Marks finger, Igni had been forced to kneel, the skin having hardened behind his knees and along his legs, keeping his legs firmly in place. Another tap of the wolf's finger on the tablet and Igni bowed his head, the nanites over his neck and shoulders tensing, holding his head perfectly still.

"Now that's how I like my kitten." Mark says, a deep growl resonating through his voice. With his snout pointed at the floor Igni couldn't see much, but it would have been hard to miss the wolf's pants dropping to the ground and Mark's well-muscled legs stepping free before kicking the pants aside.

Mark started to pace around Igni, walking lightly along the floor and glancing down at the tablet in his paw. Each of the buttons on the screen was animated, giving a little demonstration of just what it does. One caught his eye as he circled the kneeling feline, pressing his finger down against it and watching Igni closely.

It took only a moment for the ocelot to work out just what button head been pressed as he found his jaw being forced open and his nostrils sealed off. There was no resisting that he could tell, even if he put all his strength into fighting he couldn't stop his jaws from opening. Igni took a deep breath, he wasn't too surprised that Mark would have gone for that option first, breathplay was certainly one of his favourites.

Mark grabbed at Igni's scruff as he moved back in front of the cat. Finding it as easy to grasp as ever. Holding the skin and latex in his paw, squeezing the ocelot's scruff. Mark dropped his semi-flaccid cock against Igni's muzzle and let it rest there for a moment so the cat can get a good look at the hardening red flesh.

Lifting a paw, Igni grips the wolf's thigh and squeezes a clump of fur in between his fingers, tufts of the Mark's tan fur poking out from the back of his hands. His eyes moving from the wolf's rapidly stiffening length and his face. Igni cannot help but purr as he eyes the shaft, the tight latex around his neck and shoulders making it impossible to pull his head back and wrap his wet muzzle around the male's length.

Using Igni's scruff as leverage, Mark pulls his head back just far enough to pop the tapered tip of his cock into the cat's warm and slick muzzle. Growling quietly as he feels the moist enclosure tightening around him. The ocelots new skin taking the lead and sealing around the warm flesh. Leaving the wolf smirking as he stares down, watching Igni close his eyes and feeling his purrs rumble up and around his shaft through the rubber. Moving his paws to the cats ears and gripping tightly as he starts to fuck.

The ocelot tightens his grip on the wolf's fur as he feels the growing shaft press back into his muzzle. The way his black skin had tightened around the wolfs cock, forming an almost perfect seal, had taken him by surprise. He was right in being cut off from air though. Starting to suckle on the meat filling his maw and dipping down to bulge his throat out. The sooner he could get Mark off the better.

Marks legs shuffle apart a little further as he starts to fuck with more vigour, feeling the purring cat sucking on his twitching cock, drawing out the start of his precum. The glistening liquid soon filling the ocelot's maw as his hips thrust firmly, throwing much of his weight against the cat as he holds his head in place.

Starting to feel a little faint, Igni pushes toward the wolfs cock. His head starting to feel fuzzier and fuzzier with each passing moment. No matter what he did he couldn't get a single gasp of air. His grip on the wolfs thigh was loosening a little more with every thrust before eventually his paw drops to the floor. The small cat had never been particularly good at holding his breath and the way the latex was squeezing him, as if it was tightening around his belly and chest, made everything seem much more claustrophobic.

As Igni's paw drops away, Mark looks down to him. He knew the jungle cat was okay, they'd done this enough times now that he knew if he was pushing the cat too far. All the same, he decides to quicken his pace. Pushing one paw on the back of the ocelots head and forcing his muzzle down to meet his knot. Ears perking in surprise as the cats maw widens around the flesh and seals closed behind it. Suddenly, all the sensations from Igni's purring to the feeling of his tight, pre-slickened throat were focused right there, on the sweet spot just behind his knot. That was enough for Mark, pushing him right over the edge.

Igni gags at first as the whole of Marks shaft pushes into his muzzle. His jaw stretched as wide as it has ever been to fit around the knot. The tip of the wolfs cock lodged deep back into his throat as it spasms, emptying his cum down into the ocelots stomach, bypassing Igni's maw altogether. Ropes of Mark's thick load pouring down, filling the kneeling cat up quickly.

Igni draws in a deep and rather rapturous breath as his nostrils suddenly unseal, his lungs filling up once again. Mark pulling away soon after, his hard cock still hanging in front of him, strands of saliva and cum dripping from the hard flesh.

"That's a good kitten." Mark says, leaning over and picking the tablet back up. Igni replies with just a grunt, his muzzle still held open by the latex skin. The seal releasing as Mark taps at the screen. "I've got so many toys here to play with," Mark says to the cat, with a wicked grin, "But until next time." The wolf says, tapping the screen of the tablet with great enthusiasm.

Igni panicked and tried to move his paws to his head as, without warning, his eyes are sealed over and his muzzle snapped shut. The rubber around his snout seizing up tightly and stopping anything resembling a word from leaving his muzzle. He finds his arms move in a different direction though, dropping to the floor as he moves onto all fours, his tail lifting his and curling over his back. His entire second skin seizing tight and trapping him in place. The only part of him left to move is his rapidly stiffening cock.