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Once more Serathin found himself in the belly of the beast, or rather his friend Vyrnen, who had turned into a rubber creature and completely enveloped him, as he tried to stretch his limbs against the rubber prison only to find them completely immobilized. His body felt... extremely strange, no doubt due to the nanites that were suffusing their way through his flesh and transforming it into rubber. He could still feel the two tentacles feeding him pleasure in his orifices, along with another smaller set of tendrils that were slowly stimulated his cock. If he didn't have a gag in his muzzle and a layer of rubber suctioned against his body he would have moaned loudly from the teasing that he was getting, only to once more find his perspective shifting from his restrained body back to one that he was able to move and walk around as a new scene unfolded before him.

"I thought this help ease you into the transition," Vyrnen said as he appeared next to Serathin while they stood on a platform with lines of data streaking by underneath them. "A poor representation of what a technomancer experiences but I thought that it would be good for what we need. Tell me, are you still enjoying where your real body is?"

"You could say that," Serathin replied as he took a step forward on the glass, watching as ripples of light spread out from where he touched. "Neat little scene you got here, love what you've done with the glowing floor."

"Renzyl taught me that the more my prey feels comfortable the less their mind resists," Vyrnen replied as he walked forward, creating much larger glowing red ripples in the floor. "I'm curious to see just how much you attempt to try and rebuff my control over you, now we will have a visual. I hope you are looking forward to this as much as I am."

"Wait... I thought that I already agreed and all that stuff," Serathin stated as he took a step back from the advancing creature. "Why would I resist?"

"There's always some resistance to submission of control to another," Vyrnen explained as he continued to step forward, watching as the purple rubber on Serathin's feet started to form red lines on the toes as the waves of light he generated washed up against them. "Even the most subservient of creatures will have a knee-jerk reaction to such things. Since you enjoy a bit of a struggle it's going to be even more so, something that I'm going to enjoy myself."

Serathin just swallowed hard as he looked into those eyes, already feeling the alien presence of the corrupted nanite creature in his mind. He knew that the dragon was right, even without all the added stuff of becoming a rubber drone or a servant of the male in front of him he did enjoy a little bit of dominance play. If this corrupt Vyrnen really did want him to be his drone, he thought to himself with a smile, he wasn't going to make it a walk in the park. As he thought this he noticed that lines began to form in the rubber of his hands, glowing a bright green as they formed lines of circuitry that traveled up to where the latex had reached his forearms.

Before he could say or do anything about it though he saw one of his outstretched hands get grabbed by the rubber dragon and watched as those green lines quickly turned to red and began to spread even more through his body. Vyrnen watched as the more of the green circuitry pattern seem to spread over the head of the sabrewolf in response, as though asserting itself that it wasn't going to be a drone of the nexus creature. The corrupted nanite dragon decided to leave that part for last, wanting to watch the last of his drone's freedom drain away before completely becoming his. Instead he focused on spreading the rubber that had been localized to the hands and feet, watching the sabrewolf squirm from the pleasure of being assimilated.

As Serathin watched the purple rubber flow over his form he noticed something between the waves of cascading pleasure that came from it, the more that his limbs were covered the less sensation that he had when it came to moving him. "H-hey there," Serathin said as he suddenly felt his fingers moving of their own accord, the glowing red lines flashing. "What sort of trick is this?"

"Silly sabrewolf, those hands don't belong to you anymore..." Vyrnen teased as he let go of the hybrid's wrist as the corruptive rubber spread over his arms. "Every part of you that I take over belongs to me, and I will do with it what I see fit. Don't worry though, once your mind is completely mine I'll left you have the ability to move them yourself, but until then we need to fill that muzzle of yours with something to keep you from asking all of these pesky questions..."

It soon became very clear what the rubber dragon meant by that as he pointed down to his groin, Serathin swallowing hard as he looked at the girthy rubber tool. "I'd say that you didn't even buy me dinner first but I suppose we could count that Chinese food," the draconic sabrewolf said as he found his body lowering to his knees, the green circuitry lines on the rubber that had spread over his knees turning to red as he did. "I suppose this means that I really do want to become your drone, I can't believe it."

"I don't find it so hard to believe," Vyrnen replied, watching as his honeyed words caused even more of the corruptive rubber to spread on his body. "Turning so many into your sabredrones you've grown a bit jealous of them, watching as all they have to do to receive pleasure is to be obedient, perhaps even mindless, servants of yours. It's nice to have someone else take charge, to completely submit and not have to think of anything... just letting someone else's voice inside you to tell you what to do..."

Vyrnen could feel the nanites taking control over his newest drone, not just in this mental realm that he had created to whittle away at the sabrewolf's will but also physically. The rubber matrix that had completely covered his limbs in this realm was happening inside the rubber dragon's body too at the same pace. It helped reinforce his control, linking the physical pleasure that he was feeling to the metaphysical sensations he was experiencing here. It was working in his favor as he watched the draconic sabrewolf begin to lean forward and lick his draconic dick unprompted.

The second that Serathin pressed his lips against the tip the nanite-laden rubber began to spread over them and travel up his muzzle. He began to feel his lips merge together as the latex and the glowing lines that had been appearing there, causing the hybrid to pause slightly when his mouth quickly began to seal shut. The delay was unacceptable to his new master and took a hand to grab the purple mane of the transforming drone and pushed him forward. Serathin's eyes widened in surprise as he suddenly had several more inches of corrupted nanite dragon dick in his rapidly sealing muzzle.

"Creating quite the seal there," Vyrnen said with a chuckle, watching the green eyes of the sabrewolf looking up at him as the purple rubber continued to mold against his face and his saberteeth melted into the rest of his face. "What, you didn't think that you were going to become one of your precious sabredrones did you? I know better than that to give you something that you would e able to exert power over, instead we're going to make you a nice, completely blank drone devoid of any markings."

The realization caused Serathin to attempt to look down at himself, and though he could no longer move most of his body due to the control that Vyrnen exerted over it he did manage to see that his silver stripes and black fur had been completely enveloped by the rubber and left him with smooth purple nanite skin. The corrupted nanite dragon could feel the anxiety from the hybrid, but more than that he could sense excitement bubbling up through the cracking surface emotions. As the nanites continued to assimilate the head of the dragon the green lines on his muzzle began to turn red, slowly spreading outwards as similar features formed on his rubberizing chest. As the hybrid's muscles swelled to provide him with the physique that was befitting of one of his drones.

As the assimilation continued Vyrnen began to focus on the mental state of the draconic sabrewolf, feeling his submission grow with every second that his hips thrusted forward to drive the ridges of his cock down deeper. He decided to flex his mental control and Serathin felt one of his hands drift towards his own erect member. "Look at you," Vyrnen stated as he watched the rubber crawling up over Serathin's eyes, watching as the green began to turn red before the purple rubber covered them as well. "Already getting your control taken away from you and you're practically begging for it, perhaps you don't mind if then if we go a little further..."

Serathin wasn't sure how else the nexus beast could possibly control him even more before he began to see the rubber continuing to creep over his vision. The last thing that he saw was the rubber cock pumping in and out of his maw before everything started to go dark. With his eyes being completely coated it only caused the mental reconditioning happening in his mind to become more apparent. He hadn't realized until now just how much his thoughts were being reprogrammed as every time he thought of Vyrnen as his owner was resulted in a burst of pleasure.

"It appears you're starting to figure things out," Vyrnen stated as he pulled out his cock, letting the last of the gap between those lips seal up and leaving Serathin with a completely solid muzzle. "As a technomancer yourself I know you can appreciate my programs downloading into your psyche, my rubber assimilating you so that you are very receptive to my mental commands as well as sculpting you into the perfect drone. Now since you already know what sort of space that you're in I don't have to explain to you that you can still speak even with your lovely face completely sealed, though if you abuse it you will find yourself unable to once more."

"It feels so good..." Serathin responded immediately, his head not even moving as the red lines continued to spread over his body after the rubber had completely enveloped him. "I don't know why anyone would want to resist such a thing, it feels so good. I can feel every inch of my body being assimilated still, it tingles..."

"I'm glad that you're enjoying yourself," Vyrnen replied with a chuckle. "But your transformation is not complete. My influence is still spread over your body and my will is still imprinting on you. For you to be fully transformed you will submit completely to me."

"Submit completely?" Serathin replied, looking around blindly as he felt the strong hands against his still thickening arms. "I'm not quite sure how much deeper I can go..."

"Oh?" Vyrnen said, a smirk growing on his rubber muzzle as he turned the blind sabrewolf around. "Well then, lets just see how deep you can possibly go."

Almost immediately Serathin began to feel almost dizzy as he felt his thoughts getting interfered with even more, Vyrnen's voice becoming more modular until it started to mimic his own. At the same time the Nexus beast had started to raise the tail of the other male and began to rub those latex butt cheeks before sliding his cock in between them. His nanites had already done a through job of transforming him inside and out, which allowed him to easily start to push the head of his cock into the hole of his drone. The entire time Serathin had been stroking himself, his drone unaware that he was even doing it except for the growing lust that was coming from it.

"Beginning slave program download," Vyrnen hissed, watching as symbols representing data began to ripple over the rubber of Serathin as he pushed his cock in deeper. "Supplementing drone program, partitioning original personality..."

The red lines on Serathin's body began to glow brighter as he felt the power flooding into him, not just altering his thoughts but completely subverting them as new instincts and sensations pushed their way into his psyche. "Ah.... What are you..." Serathin tried to say before another surge of lust flooded his body along with another powerful round of programming. "I... feel... funny..."

"How are you feeling drone?" Vyrnen replied as he slowly continued to penetrate the stretched rubber hole of the drone, letting the pleasure of dominating another creature so deeply as well as the walls clamping against his cock suffuse through him. "It's hard to understand you, you seem... preoccupied."

"I... it's..." Serathin gasped, feeling his arms get pulled back as the Nexus beast pushed deeper inside him. Everything and anything he can think of was looping back to... Vyrnen... Master Vyrnen... his master. The very thought caused him to clamp down his sensitive walls against the increasing amount of cock being shoved up inside him. "Master Vyrnen..."

"Very good..." Vyrnen hissed. "You're learning drone..."

"Drone..." Serathin said, finding his thoughts clearing more as he began to embrace the new data that was being integrated into him. "Master Vyrnen's drone... drone..."

"Drone what?" the Nexus creature hissed as he rewarded his drone for getting this far with another thrust forward, causing the muscles of the rubber creature to tense. "Is there something... else that you wish to embrace?" Vyrnen knew that he could only push his drones so far, but with what he was sensing and the way that the former sabrewolf was acting he felt like he could push it to the limit. "Say it drone, say what you want to say and submit..."

"Executing... executing..." the drone found one tiny shred of resistance that gave Serathin time to think about what was happening, also knowing that if he uttered the words that he was thinking of saying he was essentially giving the program being downloaded into his nanites permission. "Executing... slave program... full submission protocol activated..."

To Vyrnen it was like the flood gates had opened, the Nexus beast gasping as his hands gripped the rubber hips of the male in front of him. It was something that he hadn't expected, to have complete and total submission of the technomancer and revealing everything. Vyrnen could do anything, change anything about his drone, his slave... and the result had nearly caused the nexus beast to get weak in the knees. This was what Renzyl meant by what it felt like when a willing creature submitted themselves fully and he found himself pumping even harder into his new rubber nanite drone slave.

"Such a willing slave," Vyrnen cooed as he rubbed the horns and mane that had grown on his drone's head. "Go ahead and say it all out loud, vocalize exactly what is happening to you for your master."

"Drone is becoming property of Master Vyrnen," the drone said, his words punctuated by the thrusts of the corrupted nanite creature inside his tailhole. "Master program overriding all previous protocols. All prior programming rerouted to new slave routines, slave drone is fully integrated and will remain in submissive mode until otherwise asked."

Serathin continued to speak and it was music to Vyrnen's ears, the nexus creature thrusting even harder every time the drone sank to another level even deeper than the previous one. It offered unlimited possibilities... once they were out of the pocket dimension that Vyrnen had created in order to convert his drone. Plus the act of assimilating such a powerful creature both physically and mentally had taken its toll, plus he wanted to take some time to allow these programs to fully assert themselves. That meant that it was time for pleasure now that all the business of making a drone was done.

The floor beneath the two rubber creatures rippled as Vyrnen brought his drone down to it, laying Serathin on his back while continuing to keep his cock inside the tailhole of his new slave as the program continued to run. He wanted to see the blank face of the drone, his red and green eyes looking down at the blank, featureless face of the rubber creature. If he hadn't been there himself to watch the transformation he would have never believed that this was the draconic sabrewolf that he knew before, the passive creature still grunting and twitching his new muscles as the rubber cock of the rubber dragon sank in and out of him.

It didn't take much longer until Vyrnen came, the last of the slave program diffusing into his new drone as he gave a few hard thrusts with his hips to get in as deep as possible. Once he had finished he decided to add one last finishing touch to the drone both in this realm and in the real world; Vyrnen stopped the drone from touching himself and put his own hands on the throbbing member, taking it and pushing it into the rubber of the drone. The drone shuddered as the erection was molded into the rubber of his groin, forming into a bulge that had a bright red lock symbol on it.

Once he was finished with that Vyrnen released control of both the slave drone and the program he had created, watching as the red lines on Serathin's body went from red to green. At the same time the floor that they were on fractured, the wisps of code that had been passing by floating back off into the either. There was no more need for the space, the Nexus beast thought as he watched everything begin to entropy, and besides he was much more looking forward to being in the real world...

The pocket dimension that Vyrnen had created dissolved away, leaving the Nexus beast laying there on the bed as he looked down at his body. His stomach and chest was still, the drone that he created still passive inside him. There was a few places where he could see his parts of his body, and since they wre both rubberized now every shift of movement sent an arc of electricity through him. With a bit of mental probing he managed to get the former sabrewolf to stir once more out of his entranced stupor.

Nexus Vyrnen huffed as he felt his new drone shifting about, rubber sliding aginst rubber as his a slit once more appeared in the middle of his pactorals. It quickly grew wider as a purple rubber head began to push its way out, seeing a black mane and horns get revealed as sound of latex squeaking against latex filled the air. Soon the rest of the head and muzzle followed suit, slowly looking around despite the eyeless nature of the creature as more came out of the rubber dragon's body. Vyrnen couldn't help but take his huge hand and rub it against the sealed muzzle of the creature, particularly where the sabreteeth used to be as the tentacles that had dragged Serathin in now helped push him out.

As more of the new drone's body was revealed Vyrnen's one chest continued to open to allow his creation to slide free. With every inch that was exposed once more to the world the nexus beast rubbed his hands against it, feeling the drone shudder from his master's touch as every inch of his improved musculature was fondled. The corrupted nanite creature helped his convert step outside of him, and when he did he took a look at what he had done once the drone Serathin got to his feet. As his chest sealed up he told the drone to stand at attention, watching as the purple rubber creature did so immediately.

"I have to say that this might be some of my best work," Vyrnen said to himself with a grin as he circled around the other rubber dragon. Along with his teeth most of Serathin's defining features had been either covered up by rubber or molded over, leaving him as a smooth muscular rubber dragon drone. Lines of glowing green that mimic his master traced over his body in order to accent his features. Even though the hood-like head of the drone had no mouth or eyes it could still talk and see, using its nanites to relay all the sensory information that it could possibly need while giving it a truly blank appearance. "Status check, give designation, owner, and purpose."

"Drone Serathin," Serathin replied instantly, his muzzle moving slightly and Vyrnen able to hear his voice though his lips were sealed. "Drone belongs to Nexus Vyrnen, and exists to serve Master Vyrnen and to facilitate the conversion and collection of other drones."

"Very good," Nexus Vyrnen replied as he could sense the desire to cater to his every whim, made even more delicious by the fact he left enough of Serathin active to enjoy the loss of control. "You will make a fine slave program, and perhaps a lure to a few of our other friends. I look forward to continuing to modify your programming, but for now let's make sure that you properly appreciate your new upgrades and pull the mental harness back a bit."

There was a few seconds where Drone Serathin stood still as he let some of the original sabrewolf bubble back to the surface past the programming. He could see the rubber dragon drone's movements become more natural, watching as he started to look down at himself while rubbing his fingers together. Nexus Vyrnen could sense the awe that was coming from the other creature as Serathin continued to inspect himself. The Nexus creature stood up and put his shoulder on the drone, his body still twice the size of the one that he had created before his form started to shrink back down to normal.

Even when Vyrnen had gotten himself back down to a reasonable size he still towered over the other male, running his hands through the synthetic mane of the drone and feeling the pleasurable feedback from it. "You are going to be quite the asset," the corrupted nanite dragon said. "A technomancer as strong as you under my thrall, you're going to help me expand quite a bit. I would like to think that Renzyl would be proud and I can't wait until I see you in action... after a bit of fun to make sure your new body works as well in real life as it did in our little pocket realm."

Vyrnen once more tightened the mental programming up on Serathin, returning him to his drone state as his body slouched slightly before standing upright. With the nanites in control once more the green lines on his body returned to red while the Nexus beast went to the bed and laid down on his back. "Execute slave program," Vyrnen stated, watching his drone immediately start moving towards him. "Maximum pleasure protocol."

"Yes master Vyrnen," the drone replied, crawling deftly up on the bigger rubber dragon's body. "Slave program ready, executing will."

The red and green eyes of the creature glowed even more brightly at how well the technomancer had adapted to his programming, even using the slave program protocols as he watched the drone begin to position himself with Vyrnen's cock pressing against his tailhole. He watched as the drone crawled up on him, causing them both to practically quiver as their rubber bodies rubbed up against one another while he straddled the bigger dragon. Once Serathin was there he quickly guided the tip of the rubber cock inside of him, their bodies tensing as he began to slide down on the shiny sensitive flesh.

"Now for a little bit of fun," Vyrnen said as he felt those hands rub up and down his chest. "Resume normal drone protocol."

The sudden snap back from the slave program running caused Serathin to slip, a surprised grunt coming out of the sealed muzzle of the rubber creature as he accidently slid down another few inches on the thick cock. "Oh that was mean," Vyrnen's drone replied as the original sabrewolf reasserted himself, though he was still clearly connected to the Nexus beast. "Fun, but mean. Is this what I get to expect from being your drone Master Vyrnen?"

"All that and so much more," Vyrnen replied, raising his hips up to sink even deeper inside the tailhole of the drone. "Soon you will join the others in my little nest, I think that you'll like it there. Perhaps I'll put you in charge... or maybe I'll make sure that you are the slave of the others as well. But for right now it's just you and me, let's enjoy it as is."

"Drone likes the sound of that Master Vyrnen," the drone replied. "Drone is ready to serve you however you wish."

Once more Vyrnen activated the slave protocols, but as he did he failed to notice that there was a slight change that happened to the rubber creature. Had he not implemented the programming he might have had a confused creature on his hands, a Serathin that up until that point had been unaware of anything that was going on up until this point. But with the rubber cock rubbing against the latex walls of his tailhole and the complete submission that he felt that version of the Sabrewolf no longer seemed to mind or care about his new predicament. As the original Serathin was spirited away from that particular timeline he caught one last glimpse of both rubber males rutting against one another before everything faded to darkness...

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Slowly the eyes of the draconic sabrewolf opened, seeing the soft light hanging down from the ceiling as he slowly began to shift his body in his chair. As he gave a second to let the sensations of his shift past he recalled what had just happened, shivering in pleasure still as he sat up. When he looked at the screen in front of him, one of many that surrounded the room, he saw what the drone version of himself looked like. He couldn't help but smile a bit as he saw his body completely covered in black rubber, not even showing eye holes as green lines of circuitry accented his drone form. When he saw the lock on the latex bulge he couldn't help but chuckle, watching as that version of himself and the Nexus Vyrnen began to rub their bodies against one another as they no doubt thought of who to drone next.

"Well that was certainly an unexpected and interesting experience," Serathin thought as he chuckled while he wondered what Vyrnen and his new slave drone was going to do next. "I wonder if he even knows that I left? Might have to see if I could put a feeler out there..."

Serathin shuddered as the very thought of reconnecting with that timeline brought back the memory of the programming that he had been under. It was very rare when he was under something so powerful that it completely enthralled him, had it not been for SHIFT protocol it was possible that he might have not left for quite some time. While he didn't think that it was strong enough for him to completely quarantine the timeline like they had to do with some of them, such as the Bal'Kar timeline, he needed to report it in. Once more he found himself shuddering from the thought of being a drone as he got ready to call central command.

"Thank goodness such mental programming sticks with the timeline," Serathin said to himself as he put on a headset and clicked the microphone. "This is SHIFT ID Sabrewolf, I need to report a corrupted timeline and request immediate surveillance and defense measures as per protocol." As he glanced over at the screen and continued to stare at his shiny rubber form he got an idea that caused him to grin a little. "I would also like to request additional time and resources in order to study the entity known as Nexus Vyrnen, enabling permissions to return to that timeline for... research purposes."

"Sabrewolf, this is SHIFT Control," the voice in his headphones said. "Granting authorization to keep corrupted timeline open for further study, how many trips to you believe you will need?"

"Oh... like two or three..." Serathin replied, slightly distracted as he he watched Nexus Vyrnen take Drone Serathin and bend him over. "You know what, I think I would like to keep this one on an as needed basis, I feel like the more that I look into it the more I'm going to discover..."

There was a moment of silence from Control before he heard a slightly exasperated voice say on the other line. "Do you want me to just mark this one as a mixture of business and pleasure like the others?" they said, Serathin unable to help having a sheepish grin on his face as he said that if they believed such a designation would be better he wouldn't mind it. "Alright Sabrewolf, we're going to analyze your latest trip and review if it will be safe for you to continue to interact with the timeline, you'll just have to wait until they come back with a decision. Please wait in your room and remain comfortable, this shouldn't take too long to come back with something."

Once more Serathin waited, tapping his clawed fingers on his chair until finally he was told that his request form had been approved. The sabrewolf thanked the voice and put the headset away, then took the screen and opened up the information section. "I hope you keep in touch with your drones quite a bit Vyrnen," the hybrid said with a smile as he punched Nexus Drone Serathin into the title of the corruption classification screen. "Because I'll be coming back and finding a way to repay you for your kindness."