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It was Saturday night at the convention; while most of the normal con-goers would be settling in for the night there were those who had waited for this time in order to engage in more adult activities. While it was nothing that would get anyone in trouble, which those that set-up the convention made sure to reiterate to everyone, people were given the chance to let loose a little more in the public area. One of the main aspects of this manifest through the use of rubber gear throughout the denizens of the con. As it grew later in the night more people came out in various states of latex gear and clothing, and while it didn't expose their junk or put them on the news it was acceptable.

There were three in particular that had been waiting for this moment for a while. "Come on guys, we're going to miss the best parts of the dance," the draconic sabrewolf said as he adjusted the catsuit that he wore, the contours of the rubber pressing down his fur in a way that wasn't uncomfortable that took a lot of work. "Slypher, stop preening, you look good already."

"Settle down Serathin, I have to make sure that I look good," Slypher replied, the black-feathered phoenix pulling back and adjusting the cuffs that were on his wrist. "Not everyone has an OnlyFangs following that makes things so effortless. Right Seth?"

As Serathin rolled his eyes they both looked as their third roommate poked his head out from the bathroom, the collar on his neck the only thing that adorned his upper body. "What's that Slypher?" Seth asked, the werewolf scratching his head. "Something about effort?"

"...nevermind," Slypher replied with a sigh. "Anyway, I'm going to be heading to a fetish party after this anyway, so I want to make sure that I'm the one putting people in the vac-cube and not inside it."

The other two just nodded and finished up with their rubber gear, Serathin putting on a rubber hood that practically molded itself to the contours of his head while also keeping his saber teeth and muzzle exposed. For Slypher he had put on a pair of cuffs on his ankles and wrists and wore a rubber speedo along with a fishnet top of the same material, while Seth had on a pair of tight rubber pants. When they had finished up with their preparations the three finally made their way out of the hotel room and into the main space. Though they had their own plans later on in the night all three were wanting to go to the dance also check out a few of the panels that featured bondage and rubber as well.

As they were about to make their way towards the dance however Serathin found himself bumping into someone, looking up from the phone he had been looking at in order to apologize. "Don't worry," the dragon in front of him replied. "I was distracted also."

"Still, my apologies," Serathin replied, taking a chance to look the other man over. The dragon had black scales with a grey belly and bigger yellow ones that adorned his forearms, though as the draconic sabrewolf continued to look at him, he found that his entire body had a shine similar to rubber that made the hybrid question. "Wow, are you wearing some sort of translucent bodysuit, that's quite the shine."

"I have alternate means of shining myself up," the dragon replied with a grin as he ran his hand over the rubber that covered Serathin's head. "You know, if you want you can come back with me to my hotel room so that you can see the process first-hand. I think that it's something that you would definitely appreciate."

Though Serathin was about to say that he was going to the dance with his friends he looked over and saw that they had went on without him, causing him to roll his eyes. As he accepted the dragon's offer, who introduced himself as Raze, he wondered if he could also take a second to adjust his mask since it felt a bit tight. If he could see he would have realized that where the dragon had touched was starting to ripple and shift, the goo handprint that had been left on it absorbing into the already shiny surface. The texture of the purple mane that was underneath the thin layer of rubber began to disappear as the alien substance continued to assimilate and tighten the material around the horns and ears of the creature while he followed Raze.

By the time they got back to the room that the dragon had the rubber of Serathin's hood felt tight, unaware that tendrils had started to form from the edges and were continuing to cover his head. Though the draconic sabrewolf didn't notice anything Raze did, the smile on his face turning into a smirk as he could see gooier versions of the rubber leaking out. Two tendrils of it were already starting to slither up and push their way into those canine ears. Though it was already causing pleasure he could start to feel his goo leaking into the skull of the other man, not only to start with the conversion process but also get in the mind of the other creature. One thing that he didn't need to see the thoughts for was that Serathin was already incredibly horny as they got inside Raze's room.

"I have to say that I'm quite a fan of your work," Raze said once they were inside, watching over his shoulder as Serathin walked in behind him while shaking his head slightly. "I'd say make yourself comfortable, but I believe that's already happening."

"Yeah... uh, do you mind if I sit down for a second?" Serathin said, Raze still smirking as he gestured to the bed. "Sorry, I think that the rubber is starting to get to me, it's been a hot second since I put any of this gear on and I may have overdone it."

"No such thing in my opinion, but I can certainly understand," Raze replied as he stood in front of him and massaged his shoulders while watching the rubber hood continued to stretch and grow like an alien. "Whenever I get overwhelmed I just relax and feel the encasement of the rubber, it can make for quite the euphoric experience and can often override anything else that you might be feeling. I'm sure that if you let yourself embrace the pleasure of it you will feel much better."

Though it was getting harder for Serathin to comprehend what the dragon was saying, he couldn't deny that the words felt good for him to hear. It was like Raze knew exactly what to say, what to think... and as that thought in particular started to take root in his mind he began to feel a pair of hands pressing against his back. When he looked up at Raze to see what was going on he noticed that the rubber of his body had somehow become shinier, more integrated with his form, like he wasn't wearing anything it all and that hte latex was part of his skin. It reminded him of this character he used to know, but his focus was quickly taken off of that and put on the thick gooey cock that was presented in front of him.

"It's always so much fun when I find you rubber lovers at these things," Raze said, the normally friendly tone that he had adopted as part of his rouse becoming more devious as he watched the hood cover the draconic sabrewolf's eyes. At this point Serathin's entire head had been enveloped without him realizing, the corrupted rubber of his hood leaving only his muzzle open even as more began to creep across his jaw while Raze gloated. "So malleable, just like the material you love so much, and so open to other possibilities..."

Serathin wasn't sure what that even meant anymore; his ears were completely covered in the thick latex and even with the only thing he could hear being the dragon's voice he was losing all semblance of thought. As the gooey tendrils continued to invade and corrupt his mind it was starting to drain the hybrid, pulling those thoughts and personality out for Raze. This creature wouldn't need them anymore, the goo dragon thought as he put a hand to the head of the draconic sabrewolf once more, just like the others he had created he would be a drone that would serve only him. Everything that this one was would belong to him, though as he continued to feel the knowledge and memories he saw something in there that intrigued him.

This one was quite the kinky one, Raze mused as he began to push the tip of his maleness between those saber teeth, the one sitting there letting out a muffled grunt as the rubber thickened around his eyes and ears. While the ones that wore this sort of rubber out in public were often rather bold and deliciously deviant in their own right, he found something there that he hadn't really tried much in his past. He usually just turned his new playthings into drones and called it a night, but he would have time to do that later... especially since he found the two friends of his were just like him in that regard. After a few moments of thought Raze decided he would indulge a bit, there were plenty of other rubber kinksters, this one would serve him in a different manner as he pushed his hips forward.

With the rubber restricting his jaws a bit it restricted Serathin's ability to open his jaws, but with being a goo dragon Raze knew his cock would fit regardless. Though he could still sense a little confusion on what was going on, especially since the partial hood he wore had become a full coverage one that was practically wrapping itself around his lips, Serathin began to exert suction on it and even start to bob his head back and forth. Good boy, Raze thought, the goo in the draconic sabrewolf's ears transmitting that thought directly into his brain to give him pleasure. Already he could feel the rubber of Serathin's head seeping and transforming him completely, and while he made sure to not do the usual treatment that he gave his drones he did want to give a similar treatment for this one to enjoy before pushing forward with his plans and his hips.

Though there was a bit of a gag and a gurgle that came from the draconic sabrewolf the goo that had coated his throat quickly made work of any gag reflex, allowing Raze to slide his tip in deep. The hands of the hybrid went up to the hips of the dragon as he could feel the thick cock slide effortlessly inside of his maw even with the restrictions. Since there was no way for him to see Serathin couldn't watch as the gooey body of Raze immediately began to coat over his fingers, though when there was a particularly heavy push forward that came from the creature he tried to pull his arms away and found himself unable to. With feelers in his mind Raze subtly altered his thoughts to make him believe he was being bound... which was technically true as he could see his gooey skin not only slide over his hands but begin to coat down his forearms to merge with the catsuit within.

But Raze wasn't going to waste this opportunity on a simple blowjob, not when he had such a delicious subject that was in front of him. He had already done what he had intended on doing and pulled away from the draconic sabrewolf, filling the maw that his shaft previously occupied with goo on the way out. As it slipped past his lips it was clear that Serathin had attempted to spit out the substance, but instead the rubbery material stuck to his lips and spread out over his muzzle to join the latex creeping up it. Within a matter of seconds the entire head of the creature was completely coated, forming into a solid rubber hood that was fully sealed.

Serathin's hands also had been covered up completely, and as the shiny substance started to flow down towards his catsuit Raze took the helpless creature and pushed him even further back on the bed. As the hybrid squirmed the corruption that he was feeling had already started to manifest, the horns that had been covered becoming slightly thicker and more swept back. The biggest changes weren't physical though; even as Serathin could feel the changes happening to his head it was hard for him to focus on anything but the goo that was enveloping him. The shiny black substance that had traveled up to his suit immediately began to spread through the catsuit, causing the rubbery material to cling to his body even more as vein-like tendrils formed in it.

Rubber gear really was the perfect medium, Raze mused to himself as he got into position on top of the draconic sabrewolf, grabbing onto his legs and infusing the leggings of the catsuit with his own gooey essence. As he looked down at Serathin he saw that as his muzzle attempted to open and moan in pleasure that the canine snout was becoming more draconic in nature, his saber teeth slowly receding as he continued to lose himself in the strange new thoughts that were flooding his mind. He could sense the confusion that was coming from the other man as he began to think of himself as more then just someone covered in rubber looking for a good time, but there was still a bit of resistance from the personality that was preventing these new lines of thinking... but he had just the means to distract the squirming creature. As he put the legs of the hybrid in the air and held them there he noticed the last of the blue scales on Serathin's feet being coated in rubber, and as they did he saw the shiny material shifting to a yellow hue with large grey toes... which exactly matched Raze's own feet that wiggled in the air behind him.

Raze licked his lips as he could see similar scales forming in the goo that had enveloped the draconic sabrewolf's arms, though as he continued to hover over the other creature he could see the sabrewolf parts starting to disappear while the rubbery substance writhed around his body. As the dragon began to push the tip of his gooey cock against the catsuit that outlined the hybrid's rear it suctioned in, causing the other man's hips to thrust up in the air from the sudden stimulation. He hadn't even gotten inside him yet and he was already acclimating so well, he thought as he leaned forward, this was going to be better than he thought. As he got into position and began to slide his maleness into the one that was underneath him the draconic sabrewolf was completely covered from head to toe in shiny black rubber, and as he attempted to open his muzzle it caused the canine snout and sabreteeth to meld into his jaws while more goo dripped down it.

With Raze starting to sink deeper into his tailhole the dragon leaned forward and got ready for the final phase of the process, his shiny tongue dripping with black goo as he leaned down to whisper into the changing creature's ear. "Don't you worry," Raze growled, feeling Serathin's chest push up slightly against him from the additional stimulation. "You're going to love being me."

Even if Serathin had been able to respond with his increasingly gooey tongue, the combination of sublime pleasure from getting his tailhole stretched open, the feeling of rubber completely encasing him, and the alien thoughts worming into his own psyche made it hard for him to think. His latex lips opened in a sharp gasp as the tongue that had been licking against his ear suddenly pushed inside, the gooey appendage easily slithering inside of his skull to add to the corruption that was already coating his mind. The goo being pumped inside of him immediately began to erode away not just his thoughts, but his memories as well. Everything was starting to disappear; but the void that was being created in his memories was being filled as quickly as it was being emptied, except that it was a different set of personality and memories that was bridging those gaps.

Two more tongue-like goo tentacles emerged from Raze's mouth, the biggest of the three pushing into the draconic maw of the rubber creature beneath him while the third one snaked its way to the other side of his head. As it slid inside the ears around the wiggling appendages began to morph and reshape, melting into the sides of his head while a set of bumps appeared in the middle of his skull. With the dragon pushing in deeper with his cock and his tongues it was hard to tell if it was that or the increasing loss of self, but the draconic sabrewolf was writhing on the bed as the pleasure overwhelmed him. To call him a hybrid though was starting to become a falsehood though as the goo that had overwhelmed the wings of Serathin turned red on the membranes just like the ones that flapped slightly behind Raze as he started to thrust his hips forward.

As their squeaky bodies rubbed together Raze could feel the rubber on the encased creature's chest thicken considerably, the coloration shifting to a similar grey as the one pressing pressing against it. It was as if the color was bleeding down into Serathin's chest, though in this regard it technically was while the one beneath him continued to buck and squirm. At this point the dragon could sense that the last vestiges of the draconic sabrewolf were bubbling up inside of him to be exposed, which prompted him to start thrusting into him even harder. The feet in the air at this point were completely draconic just like the hands clutching the bedsheets, and with every pump of his hips forward Raze could feel the arms and legs of the dragon beneath him swelling and bulging.

The tentacles in the dragon's mouth pushed in further and Raze overrode the last of the rubber creature, seeing his skull bulging out from his tongues as they molded the head into something more fitting for the growing body underneath. With everything else adopting the coloration of Raze the head of the former draconic sabrewolf was the last to go, and as the fin on the top of his head grew out, the last of the memories and personality of Serathin went with it. The one underneath him could feel those last few thoughts slipping, the OnlyFangs model disappearing under layers of physical and mental latex goo while a new psyche was sculpted in its place. The thrusts of the dragon on top grew more erratic as he got ready to finish this new creation of his off, withdrawing his tongues from the ears of the newly minted dragon before jamming their identical muzzles together in a powerful kiss.

The two dragons came at the same time, the goo from the cock of the one underneath splattering and being absorbed into the rubbery dragon on top. As Raze opened his eyes while he pumped the new goo creature he saw the ones on the other head reform, those identical red irises gleaming as they looked around as though in shock. In the next few seconds the rubber eyelids fluttered and when they opened again they became far more focused, and then he felt the clawed hands suddenly grab the back of his head and pushed them even harder together. Their lips were practically merging together as their somewhat amorphous forms squished and settled into one another while they basked in the afterglow of their climax.

Raze suddenly found himself being flipped over, his cock still inside the identical dragon as he found himself one his back looking up at himself. It wasn't just his physical body either, something that he could have easily replicated, but he could also see the confident, cocky demeanor reflected in his new doppelganger. "Not bad," the other Raze said, his hips slowly rising up before squishing back down to keep the dragon's cock inside of him while the same one jutted out at him. "Double the dragon, double the fun."

"Plus I figured Serathin had two friends, so we can split them," the real Raze replied, though at this point they both were. The two could sense one another's thoughts still with the connection of their gooey forms, though as the one on top continued to grind his hips down their bodies once more solidified and gained the rubbery consistency that it had before. They were both eager to grab the friends of the draconic sabrewolf and convert them, this time into something a little more conventional. While the idea of four Raze running around would have been interesting it might cause conflicts in the future, plus both dragons agreed that powerful creatures such as themselves needed drones to serve them.

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Elsewhere in the convention hall Slypher was walking through the crowd. He had left Seth at the dance in order to go out and find something to do before the party he was scheduled to go for started. It always brought him great pleasure in catching the attention of others and was more than happy to flaunt it for them in the night hours, especially from people who wore similar attire to his own. He could already imagine what sort of attention he would get when he reached the party and could already see that there were a few others like him that would probably be there. It was amazing what people got away with wearing, he mused, and as he continued to wander about the only thing he wished was that Serathin was here so that they could attract even more attention.

With nothing else really going on though the phoenix quickly grew bored of merely being eye candy and decided to see if perhaps he could see any of the panels that were going on. Normally he would just find someone else in rubber and take them back to the room, theirs or his, but he wanted to be early for the party where there would be plenty of that kind of fun to be had. As he looked through the various rooms though he saw that most were either ones that he didn't care about or empty, though as he got to one room he immediately spotted something that caught his attention. "Is that a vac-cube?" Slypher asked the dragon, who turned around with a grin on his face.

"Sure is," the dragon replied. "Was just about to dismantle it and put it away for the night. Name's Raze."

"Slypher," Slypher introduced, his eyes still on the piece of bondage equipment. "I'm surprised they let you put that in a panel."

"Oh, this wasn't for any sort of panel," Raze said. "I was just making sure it worked and I have a few friends with staff that let me borrow an empty room for an hour." The dragon suddenly looked around as though checking to see if anyone was there, then leaned in with a smirk on his muzzle. "Of course, if you're interested, I could fire it up one last time for a sexy phoenix such as yourself."

"I would very much like that," Slypher replied, practically purring as he continued to look over the device. With his attention focused solely on the vac-cube he failed to notice that the dragon's body was becoming increasingly shiny, or that the playful smile on his face was quickly reforming into a smirk. "If you're sure that it's fine I can climb in, do I need to take off any of my gear?"

"Oh no, it's perfectly fine," Raze stated as he ran a hand down the back of the phoenix, taking a second to place a bit of his goo on the speedo of the avian creature. Once he had been shown how to get in Slypher slowly pushed himself inside the opening for it, inhaling the scent of latex as he got to the other side and put his head through the hole that had been shown for him. When he did he was slightly surprised to see Raze was already standing there waiting for him, especially since he swore he could feel the presence of the dragon on the other side.

What had also been surprising was that he could still feel something going on behind him, although that could be easily explained if someone else had come into the room when he was getting inside. In fact there was someone else there that Slypher could see, and his eyes widened slightly when the leash that Raze was holding was connected to someone that he was more than acutely aware of. "Seth?" Slypher said as he saw the werewolf standing there with his usual dumb grin on his muzzle, waving at the phoenix. "When did you get here?"

"Oh, I was brought in by Raze here," Seth explained. "He said he knew Serathin and that he had a surprise for us. The leash was my own idea."

The werewolf was practically beaming at this and it caused the avian creature to roll his eyes, but his attention was quickly diverted to the sensation of pressure shifting inside of the latex cube. "I assure you that he would want you both to be here," Raze said with a chuckle, though when Slypher looked up at the dragon he found that his lips hadn't moved at all. "Of course I was told that you were the more rambunctious one, so I made sure that you were nice and contained."

As Slypher tried to turn himself around to figure out what was going on the rubbery dragon in front of him took advantage of his lack of attention to kneel down and slide something around his neck. The phoenix let out a slight yelp as he could feel the thick collar that was attached to the opening of the vac-cube and tightened it around his feathery neck, which by this point was being joined by the suction that was intensifying. When he tried to back up he felt that the slit he had crawled into was sealed up as well, only his tail feathers poking out with something being secured to the base to keep the suction in. The phoenix found himself squirming and wiggling as he put his hands down on the floor of the cube in order to try and readjust himself, only to feel his fingers get practically grabbed by the latex and keep them adhered to the floor.

Raze grinned at each other as they could sense the phoenix starting to try and wiggle out of his predicament. The second that Slypher had crawled into the cube he was caught; the rubber that the walls were made of were actually corrupted goo sheets formed by them, With two dragons they had much more power, especially considering that one of them had powers of their own before they were assimilated into the rubber of their bodies. As the two looked over at Seth he continued to remain blissfully unaware of what was going on with two of his friends, his tail wagging in the air as the dragon next to him put a hand against his rear. Though the main focus was on the phoenix they didn't want to have the currently oblivious werewolf figure out what was going on and attempt a misguided attempt to save his friend, and as one of the Raze dragons went over to grab a mask prepared on the table the one next to Seth began to push a finger against the rubber of his rear.

Seth let out a slight yelp at the sudden sensation pushing up underneath his tailhole, especially when it seemed to push through his pants and start to slide against his pucker. While he initially thought that the dragon had used his claws to cut a hole in the seam for access, in reality he had manipulated the rubber to get stretched in, which allowed him to push into the tailhole and slide up into his tailhole. Without realizing that the infectious gooey rubber was spreading and pushing further then the normal finger could on in, Seth didn't show any concern and had a pleasured look on his face. He was so locked in blissful sensation, especially when the dragon used his other hand to rub the growing bulge in the front of his tightening rubber pants, that he didn't notice that Slypher was attempting to get his attention.

"I think you'll find that he is a little too easily swayed by physical sensations to help you," the second Raze said as he leaned down to the grumbling phoenix, causing Slypher to look up at him and the mask that he was holding.

"So now I know that something is going on," Slypher said as his cyan eyes flitted between the two, eventually causing him to scoff and smirk. "Let me guess, you turned him into one of you?" The realization had shocked the dragon to the point where he fumbled the mask slightly, though he quickly regained his composure and brought his hand underneath the avian beak to ask how he knew. "You could say that I know him just as well as you, if not better, and I can sense which one of you is which too."

"All the more reason we take care of you now then," Raze said as he brought the mask up to the face of the phoenix. "Enjoy yourself, I know I will." Before Slypher could ask what was going on he found the rubber hood, which was more like a gas mask complete with lenses and tubes attached to the draconic muzzle, and as it was pushed up against his feathery face he felt press against his beak.

It was a rubber dildo, and though he hadn't seen it he had an idea of the shape as being one similar to the one that hung between the legs of the two identical dragons. As the mask was slowly slipped over his face the tip was expertly pushed into the beak of the avian creature, spreading it open as Raze heard Slypher attempt to say something before he was gagged. Once his mouth was open and the slightly gooey dildo gag slid down into his throat the phoenix was unable to say anything, though that didn't stop him from trying as the dragon couldn't help but chuckle. There was no need for them to secure anything as he took the edges of the mask and pushed them into the collar of the vac cube, seeing the bulge slide down the throat of the man while to bulge out his neck lewdly.

Meanwhile the other Raze continued to tease the werewolf that was next to him, which Seth continued to stand and make the occasional comment about how good that felt or moan. "You know, I always find it's so easy with creatures who enjoy wearing rubber," Raze said, his smirk widening as he could tell that the other man wasn't even really listening to him as the pants he had been wearing were tightening around his hips. "So easy to manipulate and corrupt, and often times it just takes a little nudge to get them in the direction I want, just like your friend there."

"Yeah, my friend..." Seth murmured, a low growl escaping from his chest as Raze continued to stroke and kneed the sizable erection that the werewolf was sporting, and as he did the rubber was starting to outline the shaft of his cock. "That feels really good..." As Raze continued to keep the werewolf in a pleasurable haze he glanced over at the other dragon, who just smirked and finished with the sealing of the mask. They could tell that it wouldn't take much to get the werewolf where they wanted him, which meant that they could work far more intently on the phoenix that they had completely encased.

Slypher was still squirming even as the suction increased in the cube, the tendrils that had slithered over his calves and feet coating them completely before the normal rubber formed over it. It made it look like the creature within was encased in a normal vac-cube, but for the dragons that were watching they could see the tendrils of their goo squirming around within to pleasure the phoenix further. Even though his hands and feet had been engulfed it didn't stop the wily male from attempting to pull them away in order to break the seal between him and the rubber, but as tried to even wiggle his fingers he could feel a gooey substance gelling in between them. Though it wasn't his ability he knew enough about such powers to realize that this dragon was far more than meets the eye, but with the rubber mask completely encasing him and Seth not able to see his eyes through the tinted lenses there was no way to warn him that something was happening beyond the hand job he was getting.

As the thick rubber continued to ooze over his hands and feet Slypher also began to feel something happening to the mask he was wearing, his throat tightening around the gag that was lodged inside of it as something thick and viscous began to infiltrate his nostrils. He hadn't realized that the tubes of the mask had snaked their way around to his back, attaching to the vac cube wall and causing more of the goo to pour into the mask that was adhered to his face. Almost immediately his entire body practically convulsed from the intense sensation as the thick substance filled in what little gaps there were between the mask and his head, adhering to his face as a kaleidoscope of colors began to shift around on the inside of the lenses. Whatever was happening to him was causing his entire body to tingle and his mind to start going numb with pleasure, the movements of the phoenix being reduced to the occasional shudder as the last of the air was removed from the vac-cube.

Unfortunately for Slypher the identical dragons knew exactly what made him tick and how to push his buttons, the memories of Serathin assimilated into the goo that made up the two Raze as they turned their attention to the trapped phoenix. The one that was dealing with Seth tied his leash to one of the nearby columns and left him there to go help, though he had already made sure that the werewolf was well occupied so that he didn't run off. The rubber pants that he wore had tightened around his legs to the point where they were more like leggings, though the usual outline of fur that might normally be seen in such a thing was not present. The lupine creature huffed and whined as he was also still being stimulated despite the dragon not being around him anymore, the rubber tube formed in his tailhole pumping into him like some phantom while the thickening latex on his crotch continued to spread tendrils over the sensitive flesh of his shaft.

With Seth moaning in the middle of the room the two dragons focused their attention on the creature that they had ensnared, the smirks on their face widening as they saw him still struggling despite being completely inundated with pleasure. Though he was enjoying himself throuoghly, which was confirmed as they formed a tube of goo within to encase the erection of the phoenix, his mind was proving to be far more resilient to such manipulations unlike his hybrid friend. Even as the spiral within the mask continued to sink the avian into a hypnotic state and the goo began to assimilate and transform his insides he remained a rather rambuncous phoenix, though as the draconic mask continued to contort the goo around his face they could sense cracks beginning to form in his psyche. That was all the two needed to feel, their psyche's syncing up as they got on either side of the trapped avian still squirming in the vac-cube.

At this point Slypher could feel that he was functionally naked; the speedo he wore had become more like a thong and a tube had slid up to his cock in order to stimulate him while another pushed through his rear to slide into his tailhole. He could already feel his stomach and chest sloshing around from the rubbery goo inside of him, assimilating his already mutable form as errant tendrils of thought started to squirm around in his head. It was something he was rather accustomed to doing to others, though it wouldn't be the first time he was on the end of such treatment. Even as he could feel the corruption continue to pour into his head through the mask he wore he surprised the dragons by soaking it all in and reveling in it, his masked head looking up at them as though to continue to challenge their dominance.

"Well, someone certainly is a feisty one," the Raze in front of the phoenix said as they shifted the box upwards so that he was directly between the groins of the two rubbery men. "It's almost a shame that we have to make you a drone... although, that's part of the fun, isn't it? I bet you'd walk right into this trap even if we told you what your fate would be, wanting nothing more then to have two strong dragons take you over and give your body the glossy sheen that it desires."

Slypher once more just let out a muffled groan in response, Raze watching him stretch out the sides of the rubbery confines even more in defiance. The two Raze dragons gave each other a small nod and a wink before they took their cocks and positioned them on either side of the box. At this point the phoenix had only gotten a small taste of their power, and even with the creature becoming nothing more then rubber and goo they had yet to really imprint their will on him. It was time to change that, and as the Raze in front of Slypher slowly lifted the head of the avian creature Slypher suddenly felt the rubber that had been gagging him open up.

With what was already pumped into him before it didn't take much for the dildo in his maw to merge with the lining of his beak and throat, though it was hard for Slypher to feel anything other then the draconic muzzle of the mask that had been put on his face. It was already starting to get hard to think with the pleasurable sensations that were cascading through his feathery form, and he was pretty sure that the dragons had somehow altered the fishnet tank top he wore as he could feel the mesh squirming around his chest like tendrils. Regardless it was nothing compared to seeing that thick gooey cock being presented to him, the corruption at its source with his head and rear completely immobilized within the suction of the suit. As he remained there in the vac-cube he could feel their hands rubbing all over his body, though it might have also been the gooey rubber they were manipulating since he could only see the one dragon in front of him through the hypnotic lenses.

"The vac-cube was just a taste of my power," Raze stated as he slowly stepped forward and fed the tip of his cock into the mask, feeling the rubber already start to conform around his shaft and the somewhat gelatinous nature of Slypher's head within. At this point the goo had already started to strip away the identity of the phoenix, instead imprinting the natural submission that came with a hood like the one they had put on him. "Soon you are going to be my loyal drone, and then we can finish off your friend over there."

Even with most of his vision being taken up by the scintillating spirals fed through the lenses and the dragon's thighs beyond that slowly pushing towards him, Slypher could still see beyond him towards where they had left Seth. He still seemed to be completely oblivious to what was happening to either of them or that one of these two dragons was actually Serathin, instead just pawing at his groin even as the strands of gooey rubber began to coat them. The werewolf did seem to realize that there was some sort of goo on his hands, and since there was a cock in his mouth the phoenix couldn't warn him of the mistake he was about to make as Seth brought the shiny palms to his muzzle to sniff them.

When Seth accidentally bumped his nose with it there was a long rubbery strand that connected it to his palm, which caused both Raze to smirk. The werewolf was already starting to spread it himself, the dragons realized, and as the latex spread over his nostrils they could see it pushing in to coat the inner linings like tubes. It was only a matter of time that the lustful creature would be theirs even without any more of their intervention, which caused them to turn their attention back to the phoenix. The entire time Raze had his cock pushed into him and Slypher had been swallowing on it, hearing the lewd slurps and gulps as the body of the avian creature was practically shaking.

At the same time the other Raze had pressed the tip of his maleness against the phoenix, the already vulcanized tailhole practically pulling him in from how eager his body was receiving. Unlike the draconic sabrewolf from before the transformation was already mostly in place, Slypher's body converted to the same goo that they were starting to present while they spit-roasted him from both sides. The encased creature was shaking even more in pleasure as the vac-cube seemed to suction even tighter against the body of the writhing creature, though what the two dragons knew was that it simply was becoming his new body. The feathers had already melted and when Slypher managed to raise his hands up he could feel his fingers had merged together, forming into a pair of mitts fitting of the drone that he was about to become.

Slypher's thoughts were becoming more muddled by the second, the haze of pure pleasure that he was experiencing mingling with the hypnotic enthrallment being pumped into his mind. As the two Raze began to increase their thrusts it caused the phoenix to be compressed between them while they continued to mold the powerful psyche. Slypher had attempted to hold out as long as he could, but he knew when he was beat and that the dragons had won. If it wasn't for the rubber that completely encased his body he would have probably melted into a puddle, but the mask and vac-cube kept his form and molded it into that of a dragon... of a dragon drone that was sculpted in their image.

The squirming of the former phoenix ceased and soon the only movement came from the cocks inside of Slypher as he let this new persona soak into his mind, enjoying the feel of the hypnotic spirals in the lenses that his eyes had become. Raze increased the pace of their thrusts as the combination of the slick pressure on their cocks combined with the sweet submission of this formerly defiant creature had brought them to the brink. It was also fed by the rubber that was slowly spreading over Seth's muzzle behind him, the wolf on his back arching his hips in the air as the goo slithered into his skull via the tentacles pushing into his lupine ears. The werewolf was already conforming to the mantra of the drone, though it wasn't as far along as Slypher as Raze had a simultaneous climax inside of him.

Slypher also had his orgasm trigger, his goo body shuddering as the latex skin of his new form rippled while the goo tentacle stroked up and down his own length. As the mantra of being a drone to Master Raze continued to reverberate in his gooey skull the dragons made one last adjustment to his body, the tentacle pushing his softened cock up into his groin until it was merged with his groin. Once they had smoothed it over they formed a bright blue lock on it, which was part of the accents that they were forming on his body while the vac cube released him. As both Raze pulled their own gooey cocks out of the drone however it was more so that the walls of the cube detached from the frame, allowing the former phoenix to get to his own feet while his hands roamed over his new lithe form.

"How do you feel, drone?" the Raze in front asked, causing the drooling gas mask of the creature to look up as the rubber of the draconic maw sealed up.

"I feel wonderful, master," Slypher replied, even his voice different as the enthralled creature had the last bits of his former self being erased and replaced with singular purpose. "How do you wish for me to serve?"

"I'd say that you already have," the Raze from behind said with a smirk, though both the dragons looked over at the whimpering werewolf whose mitt hands were pawing on his flopping rubber cock as the shiny latex was coating up his abs and over his head to start cascading down his neck. "I think your werewolf friend is a bit pent up though, why don't you go ahead and take care of him while he enjoys his journey to becoming our drone as well."

The dragon drone turned his head toward the squirming werewolf, seeing the dildo gag that Slypher had enjoyed minutes ago forming in his maw as the lupine muzzle was being squished and reformed. Unlike with the phoenix there was no mask or bondage rack to obfuscate what was happening to him and the more his fur melted into the gooey embrace of the dragon the more his shiny body could be seen rippling and changing. While they were all alone the changes that were happening had already shifted the drone to look more presentable to the public as it looked at the moment like the werewolf was wearing a singlet and hood, even as the rubber pushed into his muzzle and tailhole.

As Seth continued to revel in the throes of transformation and pleasure Raze watched as his rubber covered head shot up when he felt a weight settle on his midsection, looking up to see the dragon drone settling on top of him of him with his new latex tail draped between his legs. "We figured since you were such a good sport you deserve a treat," Raze said as the Slypher drone rose up his hips and reached back to grab the meaty werewolf cock behind him. "Just relax and enjoy the sensations, your friend here is more than happy to hold your hand and sheathe your maleness while you finish changing."

With the dildo gag in his maw all Seth could do was nod his head, though as the shiny latex continued to cascade down his shoulder Raze walked over and put his foot on the head of the werewolf. Almost immediately the thick substance rippled and began to shift, a visor forming over the eyes of the creature that it was merging with while the drone on top of him began to slip down on top of his throbbing shaft. There was no hesitation in the dragon drone, and as one of the Raze walked up behind the former phoenix and massaged his rubber shoulders he got to see the liquid latex on the werewolf continued to conform around him. While Seth was pretty well-muscled it was not needed for a drone, the two of them having enough strength for both, and as he was converted to go the muscle mass slimmed down to become lean and lithe just like the one sliding down his cock.

"I love rubber creatures so much," Raze said with a chuckle as the one at the head of the werewolf continued to mold and shape the goo into something more draconic, matching the one riding the transforming creature's shaft. "You get them coated and you can mold them however you want. Isn't that right Seth, enjoying becoming our gooey rubber dragon drone?"

Seth attempted to respond, but with the rubber gag in his maw there was nothing that came out but a gurgle as his body continued to reshape and reform itself. The last of his fur had shiny tendrils slithering through it to coat the last of him, his fluffy lupine tail becoming a thick draconic one as the mitts on Seth's hands were pressed against the carpet. Even though the two dragons weren't directly involved in the act they could feel all the pleasure that was going through their drones, though once they had gotten established they decided the maws of the two were ready to go. The one dragon drone was already prepped and ready as Raze shifted around and put his shaft into the former phoenix while the other got on his knees to push into Seth's rubberized maw.

As the standing Raze watched and felt everything that was going on between his drones, watching the other version of him humping away at the shiny draconic maw of the former werewolf as he became a dragon drone. Unlike the phoenix his mind had been relatively easy to wrap up, to the point where he absorbed the drone programming before he even finished transforming. As his hips thrust upwards in mindless bliss the rubber of his body slimmed down to a lithe build similar to the one on top of him, which as the two drones began to grind their bodies together it was becoming harder for the blue-tinted drone to keep the cock of the red-accented one inside of him. It wasn't from the one on top, instead with each bounce it was pushing the cock further and further down until it became a locked bulge that the drone shifted to rub his own against.

With the two drones all finished up both Raze took a step back so that he could survey his work. Along with the other version of him the two drones were also almost identical, though one was bigger than the other as the two latex creatures were brought to their feet. Other then that and the highlights that were on their rubbery bodies there was little difference between them; both had on a draconic gas mask with hoses on the sides and visor that covered their eyes, though that was just a guise for those that were outside watchers. They also had gained a pair of cuffs on their ankles and wrists along with a harness in their respective coloration in order to make them a little more gimp-like and give the impression that what they are was a suit.

"Perfect," Raze growled in delight, both dragons finishing their inspection. "Now, the night is still young, and with one for each of us we can divide and conquer much more efficiently."

As the con continued on into the night, and as it did more of the kinksters that had waited for such a time was starting to come out. Aside from the adult panels that were finishing up the fetish dance was still in full swing and there were also a few parties that people knew of to go to and let their rubber beast out. For Chris he was raring to go and find other shiny critters to hang out with, adjusting the collar that attached his rubber pup hood to his neck along with a shiny tank top and shorts he wore. Though he also had a leash there was no one holding it, the one that he had sent forward to see how the dance seen looked wasn't coming back.

While he didn't appreciate being ditched, Chris could understand if perhaps he got tied up... which was quite the literal thing that could happen if he looked into the wrong room. He decided to check out the dance first and see if he could see his friend in there, but as he looked inside he found that there were quite the number of rubber enthusiasts that were on the floor grinding against one another. They all seemed to be gravitating towards one very shiny dragon that was in the middle of the dancers; as Chris looked out at the scene he was surprised to find that both him and the guy in the rubber drone suit both had their cocks out, along with several others.

That was definitely against the policy, Chris thought to himself, but as he saw that no one was minding he guessed that if no one cared then it was alright. Even the DJ seemed to be more engrossed in playing his music then people actively pawing off while listening to his music, though if he had looked at him better he might have noticed that the rubber vest the wolf wore was starting to spread over his chest while two tentacles had pushed into his ears. Others were also sporting latex gear that was starting to envelop their heads and bodies, but between the flashing lights and the fog that was being pumped out onto the dance floor it was hard for anyone that was outside to see.

One thing Chris also didn't see was his friend, but as he stood outside he heard two people walking in while talking about a wild gear party that they had just left. It was being hosted in one of the private rooms and as he heard the number being told to a third interested congoer he recognized the number. He and his friend had been planning to go to that, and he wondered if being swept up in the shine of all the rubber around them that he had went to peek inside before coming back. As he walked towards the room he did notice that there was quite a bit more latex then he had remembered last year, though that was something that the jaguar didn't mind as he finally got to the room party and found a dragon drone manning the door.

Wait, Chris thought, wasn't that the same one that was in the dance? Considering he had come straight from there however there was no way, plus he remembered that it was a different color as the drone looked him up and down before opening the door for him to be allowed inside. As soon as he stepped inside he could see that the party was about as adult as had been advertised, almost immediately seeing another dragon drone similar to the one at the door thrusting into a moaning lizardman that was in a neck entry suit. It was brazen and bold sex, and with the sounds of moans and squeaking sounds that permeated the air they were clearly not the only ones that were having fun.

As Chris passed by them to get into the suite he missed the tentacles of gooey rubber that had coiled up the scales of the lizardman's neck before plunging into his maw and forming a set of hoses. None of that was seen by the new one entering the party as he made his way into the main room of the suite. His attention was occupied by the dozen rubber men that were in various states of bondage, though one thing that he quickly noticed was that they were all heavy suiters. Most of them only had their hands, heads, and feet exposed, and some were completely covered from head to toe as they were being led around by leashes or bound in rubber straps.

One thing he noticed immediately was that those were serving these creatures were rubber dragon drones just like the ones at the door. "Well well, what have we here?" a deep, sultry voice said, Chris turning to see a dragon sitting on the bed with one of the drones on either side of him. "Welcome to my domain, what's your name?"

"Uh, it's Chris," Chris replied, this time knowing that he had seen this dragon before in the dance floor. "Is there something going on here?"

"Oh yes, something wonderful," Raze replied as he sat up a bit, which as he did Chris suddenly felt someone come up behind him. "The night time has become our domain, and with a few friends I decided that it was time to have a little fun with it. Everyone here who is into rubber certainly agrees with me taking things over, just like your friend."

Chris found himself looking at the dragon in confusion, only to suddenly feel someone come up from behind and press against him. As the creature tweaked his nipples immediately another drone had come up to paw at his groin, but it was the one behind him that had gotten the jaguar's attention. Even though the one behind him was wearing the same dragon suit as the others, the way he stroked and groped him reminded him a lot of his friend. That was impossible though, the only thing that the other man had been wearing was a collar, vest, and pants, and not this full get-up.

Before he could ask he suddenly let out a gasp as he felt the rubber of his rear get pushed into, the drone somehow shoving his cock through his shorts into his hole. "He did say that you were going to make a mighty fine drone," Raze mused as he saw the jaguar's body freeze in pleasure, the rubber around his cock being corrupted just like the rest of it being touched by the drone of his creation. "I think he's going to be right."

As other drones continued to paw at the transforming creature the dragon drone behind him continued to slide his shiny shaft deeper into him, which as it did his own feline member suddenly flopped free while being coated in the same substance. Almost immediately it began to drip with shiny black goo, and as it did the shorts he wore clung to his fur and began to spread down his thighs. With more drones being created Raze had gotten quite a bit of power harvested from them, and as he leaned back against the bed he had the two drones to his sides sliding up and down his own maleness while watching his new rubber dragon being created. It didn't take long before the eager one behind him was pumping hard, and as the corruption spread the head of Chris leaned forward and gooey tendrils snaked their way over his pup hood to make it more draconic.

"Now this is what I call a party," Raze said as he mentally connected with his other self, feeling a similar situation happening on the dance floor. "If this is what Friday is like, imagine what we can do on a Saturday..."