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When Rajara's portrait came on the lion threw his hands in the air. "Finally!" he said with a grin as the others chuckled. "Though I'm going to miss my hunky lion body, at least Serith is here to take on the mantle of the sexy lion."

"I will certainly wear it with pride," the former dragon joked as they waited to see what the lion was going to turn into, which caused Serith to grin when he saw his old form get posted up there as what Rajara was about to change into. "Speaking of pride, looks like we're going to play the switch game, too, I can't wait to see what you look like with those scales on you."

With the two felines having played with one another ever since Serith had gotten Rajara's muscular form the other lion's cock was already throbbing as ridges began to form into the flesh. The purple and black mane that Rajara had prided himself on slowly began to recede as it turned brown, though he could feel it extend down his back as he felt a pressure on the sides of his skull. He held his hands there and felt a pair of black horns slide out to frame his new mane, grunting and groaning as his feline muzzle pushed out into something more draconic in nature.

"Oh look," the robotic Variun said as the lion's body continued to shift with his fur being replaced with yellow and white dragon hide with reddish brown stripes. "It's that thing he pointed out before, his eyes are totally glazed over. I bet he's going to be like Serith now."

As Rajara's body continued to change he still was able to hear the others talk and when he heard the name Serith it rang like a bell in his brain. The transforming feline began to feel more confident than before, his muscles flexing as though he wanted to show them off as his lion feet pushed out into something more reptilian in nature. When he felt something push against his backside it forced him to turn over on the couch, exposing his already-muscular rear swelling slightly as his ropy tail swelled with muscle as the yellow dragon flesh cascaded down it. As the former Serith grabbed onto it and stated how he did miss his draconic tail it suddenly wrapped around him with an increased flexibility that he had never had before.

"Well that's something new," Serith said as the tail coiled around him like a snake, slithering against his naked fur and causing him to shudder in pleasure.

"So before he goes out of his transformation stupor I have to ask you this," Banzai said as he sat back against the couch. "Since he's going to remember himself as Serith if the theory holds true, are you going to start referring to yourself as Rajara, or are you going to keep to your old draconic moniker?"

Serith didn't say anything, but mostly that was due to Rajara letting out a roar as he flexed his new body. His tail slid off of the lion and waved around him as he hopped up onto the couch and did his best bodybuilder pose. "I am feeling jacked!" the former feline said as he flexed his muscles while not even noticing the finishing touches of his eastern dragon whiskers sliding out of his muzzle. "Who wants a piece of this?"

"Given the display earlier I wouldn't mind a slice, Serith," Variun said as Xena chuckled next to him.

"Plenty to go around," the new Serith said with a wink and a flex of his arm before looking down at the lion next to him. "I see you're good to go, too... Rajara, right?"

"That's right," Rajara said after a second, going along with it even though he knew he was still Serith as he eyed up that member that was eye level with him now. "Man, remind me to give you a jockstrap or two, I think you'd be sexy as hell in that."

As the groin of the transformed male began to drift towards the lion's muzzle a quick snap of the fingers caused them to stop. "You two are going to be very distracting if you start doing that," the demonic Newlyn said with a smirk as the two athletic males gave him a sheepish grin before settling down. "We're almost done here, don't worry."

"I have to say this is really weird," Rajara said as he ran his hands over what had been his body less than an hour ago, causing the new dragon to moan slightly.

"I don't know why," the newly forged dragon said with a grin. "If I remember correctly you've been eyeing me up all night long and we've been doing some pretty heavy petting while this game has been going on. I really don't think this is weird at all."

"You're right," Rajara said with a grin as he ran a finger across the new Serith's whiskers, causing him to shudder as he knew exactly where all of his sensitive spots were. It was his body, after all, save for the tail that continued to probe against his backside without going much further.

"What's strange is that I haven't changed yet and my body was the first to get taken," the real Newlyn said as he sat there in the chair he had been in the entire time. "I would have thought that I would go by now."

"Maybe it's like first in last out," the real Hans said as his gooey twin looked at him. "I haven't changed either and it's been quite some time, same for our human here."

"Well let's see about changing all of that," the demonic Newlyn said as he stepped forward and rubbed his latex paw against the chin of his furry clone before going back to the game and starting it once again.

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At this point there were only five left and the machine gathered them all into one area as the greyed out portraits disappeared. It seemed like it was going into the final stages and the snow leopard groaned once again when the green square paused on his portrait for a second or two before shifting and it landed on the picture of the moogle.

"Looks like it's my turn," Erakir said with a grin before looking at the portraits that are left. "Options are getting a little thin I see; human is on the board, so is the ram, and the saberwolf, too..." He watched with the others as the second cursor landed on Ted, the human's face flashing as it went to the second spot. "Oh... didn't quite expect that..."

The moogle suddenly let out a cry of shock as he nearly toppled forward, his bare chest filling out as he and several other party guests stared at him with wide eyes. "Ok, I didn't expect THAT," the real human said as Erakir's expanding frame grew a pair of sizable breasts. "I don't think we're going to have two male humans here when this is done."

"You mean... I'm turning into..." Erakir said as he grew another few inches as his fur began to recede into his body. "A human female..." his words trailed off as he suddenly felt a surge of pleasure from between his legs as his anatomy down there began to shift, the maleness that had been hanging there shrinking up into his body as his ears began to shrink. As more of his body was devoid of fur everyone eventually realized that the skin was too unnaturally shiny to be human flesh, and when those breasts grew even bigger and stretched out the two robotic creatures gave one another a high-five.

Erakir was lost in the sensations of his changing body as it began to change his mind, too, much like with Variun and Mataeus he could feel his organic thoughts being replaced with something far more... logic based. As he began to think more like a synthetic creature his hands, now with metallic lacing in them similar to the robot bunny female, guided down towards between his legs to feel his new feminine folds while the other went up to his head just in time to feel his poofball retract into his head. It felt really good, the former moogle managed to think as that hand then went down and squeezed his new breast, causing his changing body to shift about.

"Wait, so we have two females now and they're both robots?" Serith said, the others nodding as the synth rabbit went over to help out Erakir with her new body. "Plus what's her name going to be? It can't just be Ted I imagine."

"No one say anything," Hans said as he held out his hands. "No female names, lets see what this new human robot comes up with on her own."

As the transformation progressed it soon became clear that the former moogle was not going to be entirely human, especially as his head changed. As his human features came in his face was more slender than a normal human, more angular as well. What really gave it away was as those large ears shrank down and migrated to the side of his head they retained some of their points, the tips of them still blue as the soft mesh of metal grew over where the fur had been. The female robotic elf let out a soft gasp as she opened her eyes, which glowed with a soft blue light as she took the long strand of her synthetic hair and brushed it back with the others. When someone asked what her name was she seemed lost for a second, as though her programming had to come up with one on the fly before she finally spoke in a voice that had a slight electronic echo to it.

"My name is Alania," she said finally, looking down at her naked body as her hand that had been pressed against her new pussy retracted. "Oh my, I am so embarrassed, I don't know what came over me." As she tried to cover herself up the last of her transformation reached her feet, the moogle paws widening and turning into elf feet as the robotic rabbit went over to her.

"It happens to the best of us," Mataeus said as she took her own metallic arm and wrapped it around the elf's shoulders, guiding her over to where the robotic jaguar was also sitting. "Why don't you come over here with the rest of your synthetic brethren and we can exchange information, I'm sure we can help you out of that programming fog I'm sure you're in."

The rest of the group watched as the newly-forged synth elf just nodded, her new breasts swaying slightly as though she were unused to moving her chest with them while everyone went back to their party host. "Only four people left in this little game of ours," the incubus said while grinning. "The human is still around along with our non-robotic jaguar friend and his handsome snow leopard counterpart, as well as our Iberian wolf. Why don't you four come front and center since you're the last part of this show."

The other transformed guests watched as the four that were called out made their way to the front of the living room, grabbing chairs so that they could sit in front of the screen without having to be on the floor. The mood of the group around them was growing with arousal, all of them still naked and with some rubbing up against one another while they watched the last of their party guests. While they would likely be able to let their instincts take over later, for now they were eager and waiting for everyone to finish so they could truly start to celebrate with their new bodies. However, the party host managed to maintain control as he pressed the button on the tablet and the green square flitted between the final four with increased speed before finally landing on one.

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"Bring it," the jaguar said with a cocky smile as he waited to see what he would become. With the human out of the rotation that just left a few creatures left like the saberwolf and the winged wolf, along with the hyena and the ram that was originally the form of their host. Eventually it landed on the winged wolf, which caused him to chuckle and finally take off the one piece of clothing that he had kept on all this time. "Looks like I'm going from feline to canine plus a pair of sweet wings, didn't even have to drink a can of-"

His words were cut short as only a few seconds after taking off his leather jacket he doubled over, prompting people to look at him in concern before he let out a loud groan as the muscles of his back convulsed and a pair of wings began to grow out from there. "You alright, buddy?" Newlyn asked as he looked back to see that while the wings were feathery like they were on the body of his predecessor, though they had an unnatural shine to them that had started to spread out over his back and melt the fur there. "Looks like we got another rubber creature coming."

"Is it strange that growing those wings felt really good?" Variun asked, the other rubber creatures shaking their head as the latex on his body continued to spread out over his back and around his sides to his chest. "Also, something feels... different, like I'm being filled with helium or something. It's like a strange lightness deep in my chest or something."

"Here, let me help," Banzai said as he got up and moved over to the transforming male. As he placed his hands were the rubber had already moved over to his chest Variun could feel the tingling lightness in his body quickly spread and intensify. It wasn't just the rubber or the wings, he thought to himself as the tendrils of the grey substance began to creep their way out of his already-converted mouth while his feline muzzle grew out slightly, it was like there was a need inside of him. It was something he couldn't describe, but as the bat creature continued to examine him that need grew and grew...

Meanwhile Banzai's muzzle turned to a frown as his hands began to sink deeper into the changing male's flesh the more that he pressed. Already most of the flesh of the former leopard had been assimilated by the rubbery grey and white latex that was now his body, and had he not been curious on something that had started to form on his stomach, he might have seen the hungry look in his eyes. The bat's eyes narrowed as what looked like a seam formed on the center of the now-rubber wolf's chest and at first Banzai thought that Variun had turned into some sort of pooltoy, which might have been fun. As he pressed his fingers against it, though, the seam appeared to open and his fingers sank down far further than they should have.

For the newly-changed Variun the second that the bat put his hands inside of him his instincts overpowered any rational thought, he needed that other creature inside him now. Banzai let out a cry of alarm as the seam opened wide to reveal a hollow interior, one that quickly slipped its way over the other male's form as the rubber slid over purple fur. Most of the guests backed away from the sudden engulfment of one of their party guests, though several could be heard complaining why he got to do that when they were told not to, but before anyone could do anything the rubber winged wolf had completely pressed his body around the bat before sealing back up.

"I'm... at a loss," Rajara said before he got the rubber creature's attention. "Hey Matrim!"

When the rubber wolf looked at him the guests could hear the bat's muffled complaints within him, though while the rest of them looked at the newly-forged creature Serith was staring at Rajara. "That was awesome," the Eastern Dragon said. "How did you know he would respond to Matrim's name instead of his own."

"Lucky guess," Rajara replied before looking back at the creature. "Hey, if you're still in there maybe you should let Banzai go, we only got three guests left in the game and the demon that's running it might not like it if you go against his rules. Just sayin'."

It took the new Matrim a few seconds but with the satiation of his needs as a living suit his mind began to clear as he looked over at the incubus. "Sorry," he said as he could feel the bat still squirming around inside of him. "But to be fair he was poking around in my body and living suits can't help but be worn. I'm sure Banzai knew that, too, which makes me think that he wanted me to engulf him."

"No I didn't!" Banzai's muzzle poked out of Matrim's mouth before the rubber wolf suit pressed it shut again.

"Well I can certainly understand that you got a little carried away there," the demonic Newlyn said as he attempted to hide his smirk. "Of course since everyone is playing by the rules and not indulging in their instinctual needs, if you go over and have a seat with the others and spit Banzai out along the way that would be great." The rubber incubus watched with mild awe as what had been a normal jaguar a minute ago had now perfectly adapted mentally to the form of a rubber winged wolf living suit, which would have been quite the marvel for most people to have adjusted to changing into even one of those things. He made a mental note to thank Serathin and the company he worked at for giving them such a wonderful way to celebrate as he grabbed the tablet once again.

"Only three to go," the party host said as his eyes glanced at each of the remaining party guests sat there in front of him. "It's like a very unusual game of musical chairs, except instead of eliminating people we're transforming them. Let's see who's next, shall we?"

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With only three pictures left on the screen the green cursor was almost impossible to see as it moved around them in a blur. It didn't even tease them as it landed squarely on Newlyn's portrait and flashed before bringing it back to the top of the screen. The other guests teased the snow leopard that it was about time he got to changing, which caused the male to shrink down slightly in bemused embarrassment as he waited to see just what he was about to turn into. It bounced between the sabrewolf responsible for the game, the ram that had been responsible for the party, and the last remaining party guest before it finally stopped on one of them.

The snow leopard hardly had time to speak before his words suddenly became slightly garbled, which came from the fact that two of his front teeth had quickly grown out into a pair of saber teeth. Someone near the back commented that it made him look like an ancient predator as Newlyn stuck out his tongue between them, though as he did it began to lengthen as it turned shiny. It was quickly becoming clear that the group was getting another rubber creature, though after what happened with the Matrim winged wolf suit they wondered what else might be in play. The feline was forced to stand up as his ropy tail began to thicken, green stripes appearing as a pair of similarly shiny horns grew out of his head.

As Newlyn wondered if he was going to remember being Newlyn or turn to Serathin he suddenly began to feel a dark presence in his psyche. His eyes widened slightly as they began to glow with a green light while an evil laugh rang out in his mind. Whatever it was, Newlyn thought as the black and purple rubber continued to cover him, it also was extremely powerful as he felt himself get enveloped by its mere presence. The mental effect was also clear on those watching Newlyn as his chest began to swell with new muscle and his rubberized cock began to lengthen.

"Hey, uh, Serathin," Xena said as she leaned back on the couch to where the former sabrewolf sat. "I know that we've bothered you about it before, but I think something is going on with Newlyn and we're wondering if... you know... things are about to get crazy around here."

The Vu'Thir lifted one of his eye tentacles up just in time to see Newlyn begin to laugh, slow at first, but with more of a maniacal nature to it as a pair of dark rubber wings grew out from his back. "...I'm sure he's fine," the real Serathin said dismissively. "Of course he may try and create a bunch of sabredrones later on in the night, but like I said, no way he can. Of course I wonder what his life is going to be like for the next year, probably going to be something I hear about later."

"Good thing none of us live near him, I guess?" Nystre said as it looked over at the Vu'Thir as well. "I'm just surprised that we asked you a question and you answered it without having-" the goo jamcat stopped mid-sentence as the real Serathin brought up an ice cream cone he had been holding beneath the back of the couch and gave it a lick. "...nevermind."

"Finally..." the rubbery saberwolf said as he looked down at himself, watching as his form shifted and rippled as he stretched his power. "No longer am I shackled by the primitive dominion of my flesh... soon the world will be mine for the resculpting as I turn all into drones at my feet!" The rubber saberwolf laughed once more before he looked around and noticed that there were other people there, stopping as his hands squeaked against his body. "I... didn't realize that anyone else was around here... my bad."

As Newlyn told the freshly-transformed creature to have a seat the rubber Serathin tried not to grin evilly as he could feel the power continue to course through his veins. In some sense he knew he was formerly a snow leopard, but all that was overpowered by the sheer drive of lust and power that he had, which felt absolutely intoxicating as he continued to delve into the powers he had and realized just how much he could do to those that were his drones. As he watched the creature find a seat all the other rubber creatures in the area looked at him wearily, especially as he continued to have a huge grin on his face while he glanced at everyone with those green eyes.

"Oh yeah... I know what timeline this one is from," the Vu'Thir said as his two tentacle eyes looked over the rubber sabrewolf. "Yeah, this is going to be an interesting year for those around him, let me just make a quick adjustment or two to make sure this doesn't get too out of control... Last thing I need is getting reprimanded because someone masquerading as me goes around and converts an entire city."

"Thank you for that," Newlyn replied, watching as the rubber Serathin was told to look at one of the eye tentacles, and as soon as he did his jaw went slack. The other rubber creatures also seemed to get a sense of relief as the rubber predator in their midst was incapacitated. "Only two left now, a human and a wolf... I feel like there's a joke there somewhere, but at this point I think everyone is ready to see you two get into your new forms."

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This time there was only two portraits and the style of the game changed from a selection grid to a virtual coin flip, Ted's head on one side with Han's head on the other. The electronic program simulated flipping in into the air before it landed on the ground with the human's head exposed. "Looks like our human is finally going to get some love here," Newlyn said as Ted swallowed hard. "I'm sure that it's going to be appreciated considering the zoo of creatures around him."

While Ted agreed that he had started off a little out of place with all the anthros in attendance and him being the lone human, it had gotten even moreso when people started turning to rubber and goo. It seemed like everyone got something that they wanted, which was the only reason why he was sitting there in the first place. Though being some sort of other creature, which in this case turned out to be the ram that was once their party leader Belier, he wanted to retain his own mind. The naked male had been wrapped up in a comforter while waiting for his changes, but as the fur began to spread over his body he quickly pulled it off which caused a number of whistles and catcalls from the nearly full audience.

As soon as the human felt his feet begin to harden and his tail poke its way out of his spine he knew something was wrong. He could feel himself start to change mentally, his own personality getting influenced by that of the one whose body he was about to take. "Wait... hold on a second..." Ted said as he looked up at Newlyn, holding his head as a muzzle began to push out of his face. "I don't want to be Belier."

"Sorry," Newlyn said with a shrug. "Serathin said that once the process started it couldn't be stopped. The machine knows what you want, though, so I can't imagine that it's something that's really all that bad."

"But I wanted to stay Ted!" the changing human shouted, falling to his knees as he grasped onto the curved horns that started to snake their way out of his skull. As several started to get up to see if he was okay Newlyn quickly waved them off, shaking his head and motioning that it's fine as fur and muscle continued to spread and the ram's body slowly assimilated the human.

Inside his mind a battle was raging as the human fought off what was in his mind essentially Belier trying to take over, but with every inch of his flesh growing fur he found that it was a losing battle. As his face continued to stretch out he let out a loud groan, trying to shore up his mental defenses as he struggled not to be the ram. Even his voice began to betray him, though, as what he heard was the same as the thing in his head threatening to take him over. The corruption of his human mind continued and he continued to find himself thinking thoughts that weren't his, thoughts that he knew were the ram's as he shook his head to try and get them out.

Someone from the couch called him Belier, though, and that seemed to give fuel to the invading entity that was in his mind and made one sizable push for control. As his limbs shifted and popped into a more animalistic stance his back arched and his muzzle was opened in a silent cry as his furred fingers scratched against his body. Nothing about him was human anymore, Ted realized as he fell back onto all fours, and that realization cascaded into a powerful focus that shattered his human identity and replaced it with the one that came with the body.

Once it appeared to the others that whatever was happening passed Newlyn went down on one knee and looked at the panting male. "Hey, you alright there?" the latex snow leopard asked, causing the male to slowly look at him. "You know who you are?"

It seemed to take the other male a few seconds to figure out just that, shaking his head a few times before looking at the rubber snow leopard. "Yeah, I'm fine..." the bighorn sheep stated before he was slowly helped to his feet. "My name is Belier... yeah, it's Belier, sorry if I didn't introduce myself before."

"Was that... supposed to happen like that?" Mataeus asked. "It seemed... kind of painful, which I know wasn't what happened to anyone else. Did the machine malfunction?"

"I assure you that it didn't," Serathin replied as he took his hypnotic eye tentacles away from his rubbery counterpart who flopped down on the couch in a state of semi-consciousness. "Even in a form that is not my own I would have sensed if something went wrong, and so far everything has worked exactly as it should. Ever think that maybe that was a turn-on for him?"

The rest of the group glanced back at the bighorn sheep, who did sport a pretty impressive erection, and let out an ah of agreement as they saw what Serathin was saying. "Well it appears that our little gift exchange is almost at a close," Newlyn said as he looked down at the last unchanged party guest, Hans giving a sheepish grin as he looked up from his spot. "Unfortunately there is always someone that has to go last, thank you for being so patient, dear."