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The first rays of light from the noon sun pierced through the steamy canopy of the jungle, lighting the way for those who stomped their way through the thick undergrowth. It had been several weeks since the Conquistadors had made landfall in the new world, and though they had traveled for many miles and seen exotic places it wasn't exploration for glory or cartographic sake. The legion was there for one reason, and one reason only.

Gold… promises of boatloads full of such treasures had made their way back to Spain and had drawn all manner of men to the shores of the new continent. From private merchant to the legion of monarchy-controlled soldiers ordered to march into the wild, untamed jungles in order to go retrieve it. Most parties never came back to their boats, others managed to survive but had nothing to show for it. For one group of Conquistadors they were guided by information supplied by the local native tribes, though in reward for their compliance the mercenary soldiers sacked the town and left many dead bodies in their wake.

Diego was one such soldier; he had traveled with the others of the unit for many years but had grown reservations when they tortured and killed the natives to get guidance towards potential treasure. He wasn't the only one, and the night before twenty or so of the group decided to sneak away in hopes to try and grab all the treasure for themselves. Though it was a dangerous trek to go through the jungle in the dark they had braved such perils for their greed, and it had gotten them far enough ahead that they didn't even hear the large group they had abandoned behind them. Once they were fairly certain they had shaken off their former comrades Diego offered to be one of the scouts to try and find the temple the natives had spoken of.

The reasons for Diego's want to travel into uncharted territory weren't pure either; like his group he hoped to be able to find the temple first and stash some of the loot away for himself. Or if there wasn't a lot of treasure he'd take it all himself and try to make his way to one of the Spanish forts that lined the coast now. He could feel anticipation rise in his chest as he continued to hack his way through the thick underbrush with fervor, each step one closer to finding the gold that all his men coveted.

As the day passed and the sun rose further in the sky he began to see signs that pointed to signs of an ancient civilization, his hands ran over the smooth worked stone that caused his heart to skip a beat. As he ventured further though his anxiousness turned to fear, then to anger as he continued to find ruins but no gold. When he got to what looked like the remains of a small stone house he nearly threw his machete down in anger. “This can't be," he said as he walked forward in anger. “I did not nearly die in this god-forsaken jungle to find the ruins of an ancient-“

Diego never got to finish his sentence as the stone fell out from beneath him, the Soldier yelling as he slid down a steep stone embankment further into the pit. When he finally stopped he looked up to see the hole he had created looked no more bigger than a star in the sky, but what really caught his attention was what that beam of light illuminated. The architecture was impeccable, and though it wasn't made of gold it screamed of the temple that the natives had talked about. The soldier shouted in joy and ran up to the rampart of the huge buried building, resisting the urge to kiss it as he lit one of the torches.

The soldier brushed a gloved hand against the scrollwork on the wall as he walked into the temple. The clang of his metal armor echoed through the hallways of worked stone as he cautiously but eagerly made his way forward, hoping that the next corner he turned would be filled with gold. Except as he continued to turn corners and walk down stairs all he found was more hallway and empty rooms. Hours passed and he had to switch out his torch for one on the wall as he pressed forward, though with each step a heavy weight of truth began to settle on his shoulders.

There was no gold.

The thought of the whole of the trip, of everything that he had sacrificed to come here, and all the time he had wasted nearly brought him to his knees. It was only sheer force of will that allowed him to keep moving his legs forward now, his instinct for preservation winning out over his grief at the lack of riches. He had wondered so far into the temple he feared he had become hopelessly lost, and though he had enough food and water to last him for a while he also needed to try and rejoin the others in order to regain his safety in numbers. Perhaps it wasn't a total loss, he thought to himself as he walked down one particularly long hallway, one of the other scouts could have found something and if they hadn't done what he was planning to do they could all still be rich.

When he finally reached the end of the tunnel though his jaw dropped as the light illuminated the large room in front of him. At the back of the room was a giant statue made of solid black stone that sat on a carved throne, and there on its face was a huge golden mask that glinted in the torchlight. On either side of the dominating statue were four smaller ones that looked like the natives, each of them holding a large glittering Emerald that pointed to the huge monolith in the center. Diego's eyes lit up at the treasure in the room and first pried the precious stones out of the hands of the native statues.

As he pulled the first gem out of the stone statue's hands he stopped suddenly and felt a chill run down his spine. He couldn't quite place it but it felt like someone had put their hands on his shoulders as though to shake him, but after a few seconds the feeling seemed to pass. He tried to shake it off but it continued to haunt him, though it didn't create a dent in the greed that caused him to continue to pry out the remaining emeralds out of the statue's hands. When he was just about to put the last emerald in his bag he felt a gust of wind blow past him and with it a low moan that almost sounded like someone shouting. He was about to turn and investigate when he stood in the center of the room and stared at the highlight of it; the large golden mask once more dominating his thoughts and that pushed all others aside.

“It's so… beautiful," he commented to himself as he put his torch in a nearby sconce and hoisted himself up the stone legs of the statue. It was quite the effort, his metal armor scraped against the hard, smooth material of the statue as he kicked his legs in order to make it completely over its knees. When he finally situated himself on the lap of the statue he mentally remarked on how well-detailed the statue itself was down to the beadwork on the loincloth that it wore. As he pressed his body up against the sculpted chest of the male figure he could almost swear he could feel the presence of muscle underneath, and had his focus not been entirely on the shining gold he would have seen them move slightly underneath his touch.

As Diego tried to take the mask he found the object stuck to the statue's face, as though it was part of the rock itself. When it appeared that it wouldn't simply slide off he readjusted his position and put more of his strength behind it and pulled as hard as he could. After a few sharp tries he began to think that he would have to take his knife out when his fingers finally slid underneath the lip of the featureless mask. He grinned and put both hands underneath the object's 'chin' and lifted upwards, the light from the torch illuminating what laid beneath for the first time.

The conquistador let out a sharp gasp of surprise as he saw the face of a grinning panther underneath it, which caused him to stagger backwards. Several strands of a shiny substance seemed to continue to link the mask and the statue together, but when he pulled himself away the strings snapped and the mask began to shrink in his hands. Before he could examine it though he leaned back too far and felt his momentum begin to shift backwards, his arms wind milled as he felt himself begin to fall off of the statue's lap. Before he could fall down to the floor there was a loud clang as metal hit stone and as Diego looked back he was shocked to find that the statue's hand was now behind his body to catch him.

Diego tried to stand to turn and jump but as soon as he started to move the black fingers curled around him and kept him in place. Even though he tried to push them away they felt just like stone, which meant if whatever was causing the statue to move had a mind to it could easily crush him without a second thought. When he looked back up at the panther head of the statue he saw that the eyes had started to glow, the feline pupils looked as though he stared directly into the sun without the pain while the rest of the eye seemed to be composed of colorful scintillation that ebbed and flowed into itself like a chaotic rainbow. The pattern continued to swirl and change as he watch, and though the voice in his mind desperately yelled at him to try and wiggle out of its grasp and run away he found his body beginning to relax the longer he stared into those eyes.

Diego's body began to grow limp the statue's hands positioned the human to be sitting in its lap with his head still tilted up to watch those mesmerizing eyes. As the panther continued to stare intently down at Diego he had enough awareness to feel the stone beneath him grow warm, moreso than merely by his own body heat. The stone grew more pliable beneath his body, shifting slightly as long dormant muscles began to stir underneath. The 'skin' of the panther statue never lost its luster though as the smooth skin seemed to turn into thick rubber that shifted about around Diego's prone form. None of it seemed to matter to the human as his limbs went slack, his eyes fixated on nothing other than the beautiful orbs that continued to drill into very being.

As the human continued to stare out of the corner of the eye he saw a huge clawed hand reach down and pull something out of his hands. When it was brought up to his vision he realized that it was the mask he had taken, now human sized with the shiny black material stuck to the inside of it still as the huge panther creature smiled down at him. At first the soldier thought that the statue merely wanted to take it back, but he quickly realized that it had other plans as the golden mask was gently pushed onto his face. A strange twinge of fear shot through Diego's body as he thought that he would be unable to see, but when he looked up after the mask had been secured to his face he could still see those radiant pupils and swirling colors. Underneath the gold a small smile began to form on his lips as he continued to keep his gaze on those eyes while a warm prickling sensation seeped into the skin of his face.

The only thing that seemed to disrupt the soldier's attention was when the bulge that was in the center of the creature's legs began to swell, originally covered by a loincloth that the panther creature pushed aside. As it grew Diego's sluggish mind managed to identify it as a sheath, particularly when the tip of an equally black and shiny cock began to slide out of it. There was a wave of the smell of musk, rubber, and maleness that filled the throne room as the barbed spire of rubber flesh continued to rise up from the folds of latex flesh.

But the masked human couldn't care less about it, his entire world had become those eyes and the colorful light that radiated from them. He could tell that there was an ancient mind behind those eyes, as it continued to seep into his brain he could begin to feel its needs, its wants… and they were terrifying. The huge rubber panther had desires that were as unnatural and twisted as its power, but strangely the soldier found it almost alluring in a way. As his mind started to become more open to the thoughts of the ancient creature his own eyes began to glow as well, his pupils began to deform as the whites of his eyes began to take on a similar iridescence to the panther above him.

As soon as Diego's mind was opened for a second to the thoughts of the ancient creature his mind began to twist and warp just as much as his eyes head. At first it was a dull throb like a headache as every train of thought he had at the moment was derailed. Thoughts had become unfocused and every time one of them seemed to crystallize it was pressed out by the pressure of a new idea. It shifted like the colors in his eyes as they became more vibrant, his pupils growing wide as they glowed with more and more intensity. Soon they mirrored the panther above him, though they were still duller then the larger male.

The huge panther took two fingers and gently pulled the mask off of the human's face, which was no longer human at all. Behind the golden material was the face of a rubber panther, who licked his muzzle with his new, thicker tongue. The soldier's helmet was knocked off and clanged against the stone floor, the rubber cascading around his skull as the human's ears migrated to the top of his head. Even now Diego's eyes continued to remain transfixed to the other panther as the last strings of latex broke off from between the mask and the changed human's face.

Diego felt the panther's hands caress underneath his armor, which felt heavy and constraining to him now. He was more than happy to allow him to help him out of the confined metal, feeling a wellspring of joy as he felt his body become exposed. As soon as his bare skin was exposed the rubber flowed downward over his shoulders and chest. Wherever the rubber touched the muscles beneath thickened and swelled. All Diego could do was moan as his already well-formed shoulders and pectorals ballooned out with the rest of his frame, pressing against his linen shirt which the larger rubber panther helped him remove as well.

Now naked from the waist down Diego could see his already impressive form, hardened from years of training as a Soldier, become even more well-defined. The pads of fat that came from the excess of his vices dissolved as soon as they were covered with the deific black rubber that spread down his body, leaving him only with pure muscle beneath it. While he wasn't quite as big as the god whose lap he sat in his definition was now better than any man in his squad. He was so enamored with the changing physique on his chest he hardly noticed that the cascade of the black substance had gone below the hem of his pants. He did however feel his spine begin to extend, as though and invisible hand had pulled on the base of it as the rubber flowed outwards into a long, ropy feline tail.

As the other panther's claws slid into the band of his leggings he heard a strange noise, like a deep rumble that seemed to reverberate through his whole body. He soon realized that he was purring; a deep purring that only seemed to grow louder as he laid on his back to allow the other male to pull his pants off. By then the thick latex had already covered him down to his knee, the muscles stretched and morphed as they grew to match his new athletic proportions. He had gotten his shoes off just in time to watch his feet crack and shift, his toes swelled and merged in the black substance until his new feet paws stretched and glistened in the light.

By then the only thing that remained of Diego's clothing was his linen underwear, which was now tight against the new latex panther morph. The entirety of the former human's body glistened with black rubber that had a purple shine to it, which glimmered every time he flexed his new muscles or ran his hands over his new feline features. The bigger panther stopped him though and with one finger flicked off his loincloth and exposed the plump rubber sheath and set of swollen balls underneath it. No sooner had the garment been removed then the godly panther took a huge paw and began to rub against Diego's rubberized crotch, his fingers playing with the new tailhole as Diego's back arched from the sudden wave of pleasure that hit him.

Just like the former statue Diego could feel his sheath begin to fill, an erotic plume of synthetic musk and pheromones filled both feline's nostrils. The bigger panther felt a smile form on his muzzle as he realized the smaller panther was ripe for the plucking now, ready for the next step as Diego's cock began to grow out. The new feline member pulsed with need, rubbery barbs flared with anticipation as it continued to grow. Diego's eyes widened as his member continued to swell and grow until it matched the other panther, though with his smaller body the head of it now bobbed up around his pectorals as the sensitive latex flesh rubbed between his body and the abdominals of the godly body in front of him.

Diego took his new paws and rubbed them all over the other panther's lordly pecs, amazed with how beautiful they were. The other male definitely appreciated the attention, letting out a particularly long moan as the former human played with his nipples. Everything was so perfect, feeling their spires of rubber rub against one another as he worshiped that perfect body… perfect male body… a small voice that had been ignored up until this time suddenly gained a foothold in his mind, reminding him that he was no male lover. The new panther morph suddenly took a step back, his glowing, colorful eyes dimming a bit as he looked down at himself in confusion and with slight horror at what he was.

But for the panther god it was something that he had been waiting for; wordlessly he put one hand behind Diego while the other reached up and he suddenly pressed the thumb and forefinger of his paw directly into the former human's forehead. As the clawed digits sank into the rubbery flesh Diego's muzzle went slack and his tongue lolled out of his mouth with every inch that the god pushed into his victim's head. After a while the bigger male pulled his fingers out, and as Diego regained control of his body again he saw that they now had a plume of whitish-blue smoke. He stood there dumbfounded as he saw the cloud had the shape and appearance of a typical human woman.

It did not remain that way for long though, under the rubber panther god's careful ministrations the figure slowly changed as Diego watched wide-eyed with a blank, almost innocent stare. The smoke went from white to grey, then to an obsidian black as the graceful curves and feminine sex of the female form was changed to something more masculine. It wasn't long before Diego stared at a purplish-black smoke picture of a very well-endowed feline male, complete with thick cock and hard butt that the deity took particular care to sculpt. Once he was done the hand that had braced Diego cradled his head while the other hand pushed the new image back into his rubbery skull.

Diego gasped as his mind was flooded with new sensations and feelings, but that surprise was quickly replaced as he once again began to purr deeply. Gone were any yearnings for the female form, all his mind was filled with now were images of rock hard cocks, tight tailholes, and beautiful latex forms that dominated every aspect of his thoughts. Any trace of his want for woman had been destroyed completely and when he felt those fingers pull out of his head Diego realized the creature in front of him was not only his master, it was his creator, his god, his absolute lord. The thought enveloped him so completely that he couldn't remember anything else about his former life, only his name remained as well as the name of his new god… Aktor.

Once more the former soldier reached for the god's chest again, this time massaging them with sheer love and adoration as he felt something run down his own cock. Diego could hear Aktor whisper how good he was doing in his mind, feeling the thick tongue rub against his head as he felt he could no longer contain his lust. The sounds of rubber squeaking against rubber could be heard as Diego began to lick Aktor's body with his own tongue. The smell of musk and latex began to permeate the room as Diego ran his tongue all the way up to the god panther's nipples, causing both their cocks to twitch between them.

It wasn't long before Diego felt himself get lifted up by the larger panther god, his rubber legs splayed out as he was lifted up. Aktor put his new devotee into an upright position and positioned the former human's tailhole right where the tip of his manhood was. Diego showed no fear, no remorse, no emotion that would have responded to his former life; the only feeling visible on his muzzle was that of sheer joy as the panther god slowly lowered him down. The smaller male grunted slightly as he felt the tip of the huge member enter him, though thankfully his new form came with an incredible stretch as his virgin hole was spread wide. Aktor delighted in teasing the human while he slowly lowered him down on the spire of rubber feline cock, hearing the squeak of latex against latex as Diego's scintillating eyes widened with each inch that disappeared inside him.

After a few minutes Diego felt his rubber cheeks once more feel the hard muscle of Aktor's thighs, only now there was several feet of panther cock inside him. At Aktor's prompting he begins to move up and down, and though the movements were a bit clumsy Aktor knew that his new acolyte just needed to practice. Nevertheless both males derived pleasure from the act and before Diego knew it he felt the first shot of thick, oily cum push into his body. His entire body shuddered as the seed traveled deep into his body and he could feel his insides as the transformative substance altered the last parts of his inner self that had remained human. He knew now deep down that his conversion had been complete, and with that he could feel a deeper connection to the panther god that he hadn't felt with anything ever before… this was no longer just his god, his creator no, Aktor was his lover, his master, and for him Diego would be his loyal and faithful acolyte, his pet, his bedmate…

Once again Diego felt the thick tongue of his deity against his head and he was suddenly filled with even more new thoughts and feelings. He knew instinctively that Diego, his human name, no longer suited him. The name Sole bubbled into existence and the new rubber panther grabbed hold of it eagerly. There was also instruction on the act of male love and as he began to bob his body up and down on the huge cock inside him his movements became more fluid, more fluent that caused both males to purr and groan. After a few more minutes Sole had gotten into a perfect rhythm and rode his new master's cock like a pro, his latex anal walls pressed expertly against the rubber cock to give it just the right amount of friction.

The panther god held his pet close, the hard muscles of their body pressed together as they lick each other's muzzles with each thrust. Not one to let his lover do all the work Aktor began to push his hips up, which caused Sole to gasp out the first time he felt the head of that cock push in further than ever. Sole found his head and paws against Aktor's thick chest and instinctively nuzzle and licked against them as they continued to rut, a fast but not rushed rhythm that allowed the two males to fully explore one another.

As the two rubber panthers continue to copulate the power that Aktor absorbed from the devotion of his new worshiper had begun to radiate out into their surroundings. The statues of the natives, those that had willingly petrified themselves in order to keep Aktor imprisoned, had begun to sweat an oily liquid that began to melt away the stone and coat them. As they regained movement the natives had already been corrupted, their human features lost in the thick latex that crept across their skin as they were washed over with the power of the deity. With the emeralds they had used to keep themselves purified lost all they could do now was writhe and moan as their features twisted into feline visages until four well-muscled panther creatures stood in their place with thick rubber cocks that were rock hard as they jutted out from between their legs. They held up their hands once more, but instead of the gemstones they now held up balls of magical light that radiated throughout the once dark temple walls.

When they were illuminated the walls of the room told the story that Diego had missed with his greed; a tale of how the indigenous people of the region had feared the rubber panther and how Aktor had tried to take over the largest of the cities of the old kingdom. He had briefly succeeded too and another relief showed that the natives were forced to worship him as he sat on the same throne as the two rutting creatures did now. In the final relief however the picture depicted the priests of the land creating the golden mask that sealed Aktor's power away and rendered him a statue. It also showed the four priests and the emeralds that they had used to keep Aktor from possibly revitalizing himself.

Aktor looked around at the room that had once been his seat of power as Sole continued to ride his cock, feeling power course through his veins from his pet's devotion to make him stronger so they could spread their love to the world. With a smirk he let that energy loose and swiped his hand at the offending images. Almost immediately the carved reliefs of the humans in the pictures began to write as though they were living, and as they did more latex bled from the stone and covered the bodies of the humans in the pictures. Aktor watched with a smirk as the subjects of the reliefs were soon changed, the native's body now twisted and rubberized into rubber panthers that worshiped the image of him in the relief. Those that were in other reliefs that didn't have him in it had turned on each other and the rest of the walls were filled with muscular rubber felines performing every act of male on male sex that one could think of.

It wasn't long before the entire room had become a perverted copy of the original one, and combined with the pleasure that Sole had bestowed upon him it finally became too much for the latex god to hold back. He grabbed the other panther by the hips and helped him bounce up and down, which helped bring both males to orgasm in rather short order. Their wonderful swirling eyes looked at each other as Sole's thick, oily cum gushed between their bodies while Aktor's filled his pet with his own seed. The substance was quickly absorbed by Sole as their bodies held tight in one of many shared orgasms they were going to have that night.

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Several hours later the two continued to sit on the throne, Sole laid against his lover's body while the mighty god groomed him, his thick tongue not missing a single spot on the smaller panther's body. As Aktor licks Sole behind the ears new ideas and thoughts fill the minion's head, which caused him to grin at his lord's perfect plan. After a few more minutes of mewling and petting Aktor sets his acolyte down and with a friendly pet on the butt encourages him to run out of the temple. As soon as Sole is out of the room the panther deity sat back on his throne and fondled himself, stroking them eagerly as he knows he needs to prepare himself for what is coming next…