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Finally... after what seemed like ages the alien creature known by many names, such as the darkness, the void, the eternal night, finally had been freed once more upon the land of humans. But what the creature found when he had awoken was something that surprised him. The land of magic and fear had been replaced with something strange called technology and all those like him that used to roam freely had either been destroyed or cast into the deepest of slumbers. To the entity it meant that unless he wanted to follow suit he was going to have to be cleverer than before, normally he would just appear in front of a group of hunters or tribespeople and taken them over but with this strange new world he found that his powers had been reduced to the point where it was hard for him to perform even the most basic of tasks.

As the creature once more ventured forth out of the cave that had held him prisoner all this time, which had only been reopened thanks to a mining operation nearby, the sun glistened off of his shiny skin. The reason for all his names and titles was that in the darkness he could slip easily in and out of shadows but in the sun he looked unnatural. They didn't have a name for it back then but as he began to find the trappings of nearby civilization and learned how humanity has advanced he saw that the composition of his body was similar to a substance they called rubber. Unfortunately with humans everywhere he wouldn't be able to run around like this for long, which meant that he was going to have to get creative if he wanted to spread his corruptive influence around.

His plan had been simple and not changed much since the first time he was trapped; his species could convert creatures such as these humans into aliens like himself, servants to do his bidding including bringing others for him to corrupt since they could disguise themselves into their human forms. Back the first time when he had first landed on this planet he had positioned himself to be seen as a god, and though his plan worked to corrupt the village it had been destroyed when others got suspicious of him and rose up to destroy him and his followers. Though all of his servants had been destroyed he had managed to flee... only for those accursed shamans to find a way to seal him away. But as he slunk around he found that the deity angle wasn't going to work and with so many now residing close to one another and in what seemed to be constant communication with one another his first priority was to remain hidden.

Eventually once night had fallen the creature had seized his opportunity to sneak further into the city that he had found and figure out more of what was going on with this new civilization. The thought had crossed the entity to just convert one of the creatures, but he would have to catch someone while they were vulnerable and even then he had enough power for maybe one conversion. If he didn't get someone good it would be harder for him in the long run so instead he resorted to his tried and true tactic of sneaking around until he got what he needed. Eventually with enough patience he managed to take some sort of object that one of the humans had set down next to them, and given the amount of attention he had seen them give to it he knew it had to be something very important.

He retreated back into the woods with it before examining it closely, using his ability for universal translation to quickly discover that the communication device was also connected to a digital repository of information known as the internet. It impressed him how far this species had gotten since he had last interacted with him, though it also meant that his plans of assimilating others were that much harder. Though the device took a little time to get used to the alien creature quickly got the hang of it and soon figured out his location, a brief history of human culture, and a rudimentary knowledge of social media. It was through the last one that he found out something interesting, something that could potentially help him not only get a disguise but also quickly kickstart his plans for conquest once more.

"We are proud to host the twenty-year anniversary of the furry convention that has called this city its home since its inception," the alien read out loud. "Once more they're expecting record-breaking crowd to hit the streets and help bolster local businesses in the area. It's going to be a cool day so expect a lot of fursuiters to be out and about..."

Fursuiters... the picture underneath the captioned showed on and it appeared to cover the human wearing it from head to toe. The alien quickly referenced it in a data search and got all kinds of results, from what he could gather these people that called themselves furries would dress up as animals to go to these conventions. It wasn't the first time that he had experienced such things, the tribe he had been assimilating did similar things and one or two could actually use magic to shapeshift into various animals. Though the information he was taking in mentioned something about magic and how it couldn't be broken it appeared they were just very elaborate costumes... which was something he could definitely work with.

Just as he started to look further into this convention and the fandom the phone he was using notified him that the battery was about to die, which meant that if he was going to use this he was going to have to plan quickly. At first he looked up what it would take to make one of these fursuits only to find the process very complicated. His next idea was to just buy one but he quickly found that wouldn't work either since they take months to make and this convention was happening within the week. Finally he decided he needed to just find someone with one already and take them, luckily using a combination of social media and an app that brought people together he was able to locate someone in the vicinity that had one of these fursuits.

It wasn't a moment too soon as after he got directions to the location the phone died, the alien creature chucking it aside before moving. Though it was still a rough trek to get through the city unseen he managed to keep himself obfuscated until he got to the small housing complex that had his target. The alien creeped around before he found a way to the one that he needed, reading the address at the front before sneaking around to the back. The dwelling was actually two houses put together and as the alien looked through the windows of the one marked with the right number he still wondered if he had gotten it right until the light in the bedroom turned on.

What he saw standing there was a blue and yellow wolf person with a white underbelly and a collar that had a tag with the words Dashel engraved on it. This was the one he was looking for and compressed his body to squeeze through the crack in the window while the suited human continued to look at himself in the mirror. The rubber alien continued to silently reform itself on the other side and when its featureless head was able to look around he saw a bag with a bunch of clothes already inside it. It appeared the human was getting ready for the convention, which was good for the alien as it watched his prey do a turn in front of the mirror.

"Looks like I don't have to fix any seams this time," the human known as Dashel said as he carefully examined the fursuit he was wearing in the mirror. "Thank goodness for that, I popped two last time and thought they would have ripped open again." Once he had finished with the inspection he turned around to take it off and pack it only to be confronted with what looked like a muscular humanoid creature covered completely in rubber, the alien standing there silently before holding up a thick arm. "What the hell are you-"

Before Dashel could finish his question the fingers of the rubber alien merged together and extended into a tentacle that pushed straight into the open muzzle of the suit's head. The fursuited human fell backwards and cracked the mirror as his mouth was suddenly stretched open and any cries he made were muffled by the tentacle writhing inside it. Dashel tried to pull the tentacle out of his suit but as his paw-covered hands grabbed onto it tendrils formed and pushed their way into the sleeves. The alien used what little power it had left to corrupt the essence of the human, though he couldn't tell how far he was as the entire body was covered with the fursuit that he wanted.

Eventually the human's fighting became more labored as soon his body slumped forward, keep upright only by the rubber tentacle sliding down his throat and the tendrils wrapping around his arms. At this point the creature knew that the conversion had gotten to the point where the human's mind was being warped and twisted, filling with alien thoughts while his body was being mutated. While the alien had little power over what the human was exactly turning into it didn't matter, all that did was that this new creature would be loyal and obedient to him. Finally when the alien reached the very end of his abilities he pulled back, collapsing to his knees once he had completely broken his connection with the transformed human.

After the alien got a chance to recover its blank eyes looked at the prone fursuiter, who continued to sit there completely still aside from the occasional tremble that radiated through their body. At this point the creature realized it hadn't even seen what the human was underneath... not that it really mattered to him in the slightest. As he got back to his feet and went over to the suited human a small part of the alien feared that he had possibly killed his convert, which meant that he was stranded on this planet with no power. When he knelt down and began to remove the head though there was a sudden jerking that caused the alien to fall backwards with the fursuit head still in his hands.

When the creature rocked backed up he saw that the head of the one inside the suit was no longer human; the human's head had transformed into that of the wolf that he held in his hands, the blue and yellow latex glimmering in the light above the mirror. It appeared that the conversion had rendered the former human unconscious, which was just fine for the alien as he inspected the fursuit that the human was wearing. It appeared that while it was rather well made it had seen its use, his enhanced vision able to see where the fabric was distressed. Luckily for him he had a week to take of it and regain his strength before the convention starts...

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A week later the convention center had thrown its doors open to the furries that had come from far and wide to attend. People of all kinds filtered in for an weekend of fun and frivolity, most wondering around with tails and ears or nothing but a number already in fursuit on the first day. One of those was a blue and yellow wolf who quietly made their way through the crowd with a human next to him operating as his spotter. It wasn't uncommon for such duos to happen, in fact most fursuiters had someone looking out for them as they took the elevator up to their room.

"This is it," the real Dashel said as they got to the door, the alien hidden in the fursuit nodding as they walked inside. "Do you need to rest, oh Lord of Shadows?"

"We're going to have to seriously reconsider calling me that," the alien replied as they walked inside the room and closed the door behind him, taking his head off and tossing it to the side. "When I ingrained those titles into you with the rest of the knowledge of your new nature I didn't think you would take them to heart. People are going to wonder if you call me that while we're out in public."

"It wouldn't be as strange as you think," Dashel said as he shed his guise, the human skin disappearing as blue and yellow rubber covered it while his lupine features remerged. "But if you wish for me to call you something else we could try Master, or perhaps if you want to do something close to my name? I mean you are wearing my fursuit after all."

The alien nodded and pulled off the head, though he wasn't going to take the advice of his thrall. Once he was on the bed he slid out of the fursuit, the latex on the inside frictionless against his own smooth skin. When he had gotten a bit of his power back he used it to modify the suit to not only make it stronger but more accessible as well, including removing the zipper since he could just enter and exit through the modified neck hole. The result was a suit that had not only regained its original state but also gained a bit of additional luster as he laid back down on the hotel room bed.

"Just... call me Erebus," the alien replied. "At first I thought that might be a problem in these times but as you said in this crowd of furries that will not be a problem."

"Whatever you say Erebus," Dashel stated.

"Well we are in private," the rubber creature said as a smirk crossed his face. "So you will call me Master now."

Dashel nodded and knelt at the crotch of his own fursuit as he took advantage of another modification that the alien had made. The black rubber cock slid out easily as the latex wolf nuzzled against it, something that the creature was told made it a murrsuit, that was not the intention. Erebus had learned about the joys of physical pleasure between him and humans the first time that he had interacted with them, in fact it was part of the reason that he had gotten in trouble with other civilizations. It was more an error in communication; he had thought that humans enjoyed being his sexual slaves but even back then it had been considered taboo in their society.

Luckily Erebus had a second chance to get what he wanted and this time not draw the ire of those around him, he just had to be a little more careful. As the synthetic muzzle of his alien wolf thrall engulfed his cock and began to suck, eager to please his master as he took a look at the programming guide that they had been given when they came in. They still had to do something called register and get a badge so that they would be able to go everywhere in the convention. But first the alien was more than eager to use that muzzle as he took the clawed hand in his fursuit and grabbed the head of the wolf to help coax his cock down his throat.

It felt so good having something warm on his crotch again, Erebus mused as he leaned back. One of the things he had missed the most while trapped in that cave, besides his freedom, was the pleasure that his subjects would give him. As he watched the other alien slide up and down his impressive tool he noted how he had come to have a fondness for males in particular, even going so far as to transform the females into males so that he could enjoy their bodies more as well. When he had first landed on this planet he had come across a young man who he had promptly assimilated and learned not only the ways of their world from him but also had his first experience with the pleasure of their species, it was possible that he in turn the alien had assimilated the fondness for the same gender and also influenced his own body to its current muscular male state.

But it was no longer time to dwell in the past, the alien thought to himself as he pulled off the needy wolf of him and told him to sit, it was time to rebuild his stable of slaves and get about to the conquest that had been delayed from him for so long. He told Dashel to get his human guise back on as he tucked his cock back into the fursuit and resealed the crotch before putting on the head. Once they were both properly disguised they made their way back down to the convention itself. Erebus was practically licking his lips at all the potential converts that he saw, but with only one thrall at his side he was still weak and he didn't want a repeat of the disaster from last time.

As they stood in the registration line they both were greeted by those who knew the fursuiter, some of them surprised that Dashel was being worn by another as they stopped for conversation. Dashel was smart enough to introduce Erebus as someone knew to the convention scene and was just trying out his fursuit for a while. It seemed to dissuade any suspicions that might have been brought up and more than once the alien found himself in a hug or some sort of other embrace. Though he could have taken any of those that had hugged him or shook his hand he was looking for one in particular that he could test out his powers on.

That opportunity came when two fursuiters came up to Erebus and started talking to him, mistakenly thinking that Erebus was him. As he politely corrected them and pointed them towards the real Dashel the alien looked over the two and realized they were perfect. One of them was in a bright red fox fursuit with a white underbelly similar to Dashel while the other was a bright green and white stag complete with antlers that had bells tied on them. When Dashel introduced them as boyfriends, the fox named Andensel and the deer named Hoover, he knew that this would be the perfect jumping off point to start and engaged in small talk while his began to feed tendrils of latex through his fursuit.

Once they were done talking Erebus insisted on a hug from the two and as he got one from each fursuiter the hundreds of tiny tendrils he had hidden amongst his own fur quickly spread and pushed their way past the fur and padding on theirs. It was an exhausting process and by the time Erebus had gotten to the stag he almost couldn't summon the energy to do it. He held onto the stag as long as possible before he finally broke off the hug and gave them both a nod. At first the alien feared he might have revealed himself as the tendrils of his shiny form retreated quickly back into his fursuit but it appeared that neither his targets nor the ones around him had caught on to his true nature.

When the two left and the registration line started again Erebus nearly fell to the ground as his knees gave out under him. Dashel was quick to his side and helped him back up, telling the others around them that this was his first time suiting and that he wasn't used to the heat yet. The alien couldn't care less about the heat, suffering instead from the energy depletion caused by infecting two at once. As he syphoned a bit from his thrall and motioned to the others he was fine he knew that it would be worth it in the long run. A smile formed on his face behind the muzzle of the fursuit head as he could imagine what was happening to the two right now...

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Back in the hotel proper Andensel and Hoover had been walking around and catching up with old friends when they suddenly both started to feel a familiar itch. The two excused themselves from their current conversation and walked over to the elevator banks, both of them occasionally groping one another as they waited for their turn. Both had started to feel their bodies grow hotter inside their suits, but more than that they were growing incredibly aroused. While it wouldn't be the first time they turned one another on in their suits, which had been carefully crafted to represent their fursonas, it was the first time the need for one another was so strong. They were practically making out by the time they got back to their room, the fox fursuiter dropping the card twice before stepping inside.

Once they were in the stag fursuiter practically pinned the other male against the wall and began to grind his groin against the boyfriend's backside. "Wait... shouldn't we get out of suit first?" the fox asked breathlessly. "It's only Thursday and last time we tried the bump and grind we both nearly wrecked these things, I don't know if we want to possibly put ourselves out of commission."

"I don't care," the stag practically growled as he grabbed Andensel and threw him on the bed. "You are so fucking sexy right now I'm going to burst. I don't care if I cum in my suit, I'm talking you right here and now."

The fox fursuiter let out a small yipe as he bounced on the bed, trying to adjust himself before he felt the weight of the other male on his back. He couldn't believe that they were trying this again but something about now made it so hot that as Hoover pushed his tail out of the way and began to once more hump into him he let out a moan. His own hands clawed against the bedsheets as every movement he made inside his fursuit felt amplified to eleven as they began to really get into it. The fox felt his chest get pulled back by the strong arm of his boyfriend as they humped against one another... until they stopped suddenly.

"Do you... do you feel that too," Andensel said as something shifted against his skin, like something was inside his suit as the stag seemed to freeze above him. "Hoover?"

"I... it's..." the stag fursuiter attempted to reply, his body starting to tremble on top of the other male as he continued to hold the fox fursuiter close. "It's... something's... crawling inside me! I can't-"

Hoover words suddenly sounded like they had been gagged by something as the fox fursuiter tried to get up, only to still be pinned down between the bigger male and the bed as the slithering grew more intense. Strangely the pleasure that he thought had merely been from a heated romp with his boyfriend in suit skyrocketed as both males started to writhe around. The fox fursuiter tried to respond but was stopped as tiny tentacles began to push their way into his ears, nostrils, and a larger one in his mouth. He tried to reach for his fursuit head to try and take it off but the heavy arm around his body continued to keep him locked in place as the owner of it was practically bucking on top of him.

Anyone that had watching would have thought that the two were either having a seizure or that they were somehow covered in ants as they wiggled and pawed at their bodies. The suits effectively covered up everything that was happening as Hoover somehow managed to stay on top of Andensel as they continued to writhe, their bodies bucking against one another as muffled moans and grunts escaped from their fursuit until finally they go quiet. After one last particularly strained stretch between the two they both collapsed on top of one another. As the seconds passed the two fursuiters remained still on the bed, the eyes of their fursuit head stared ahead blankly.

For about a minute the two remained still until the stag started to move more, wordlessly getting up while the fox started to start to stir as well. As Hoover slowly sat up his hands moved to the fursuit head and pulled it off, revealing the transformed green latex deer head underneath. The solid orb of his eyes looked down as he took off the head of the fox fursuit to show the rubberized vulpine underneath. As both newly forged alien creatures started to move once more they started to pull off more of their fursuit to reveal the rubber creature underneath.

"We must find the Lord Erebus to thank him for our gift," Hoover said as he slid the last of his unzipped body suit off of him and onto the floor to reveal the glossy skin and rippling muscle underneath. "He will be most pleased at his two newest servants."

"I agree," Andensel replied as his own lithe body became exposed, twisting around and lying on his back as he rubbed a hand across Hoover smooth chest. "But perhaps before we avail ourselves to our new master we can make sure these bodies are... working properly. I'm sure its what he wants."

A small smirk passed the lips of the transformed rubber stag before the two leaned in, the alien creatures pressing their new muzzles against one another in a deep embrace as their tongues practically were coiled around one another. With the alien knowledge that came with their transformation still seeping into their minds they were more than happy to use their newfound flexibility to grope and caress one another. It didn't take long for the fox to spread his legs and expose his tailhole to his rubberized tailhole. They quickly found another benefit to their new bodies as the stag wasted no time in pushing the head of his still fairly humanoid but very shiny green latex cock in, causing both males to moan loudly from the stimulation.

The two continued to keep their muzzles locked as Hoover sank his maleness deep into the alien tailhole of the male beneath him, feeling it stretch exquisitely around the sensitive flesh of his tool. Even though deep down they knew this wasn't right the alien psyche coiled around their minds kept them in check and continued to reprogram them to be loyal obedient slaves to their new master. At the moment though the only thing the two really were focused on were one another, especially as Hoover finished his penetration and began to thrust in and out of Andensel's tailhole.

The two males became so entwined around one another that they started to lose track of where their augmented bodies began and ended, save for the stag's cock in the tailhole of the fox while their cock was sandwiched between their latex stomachs. Everything caused their euphoria to spike higher and higher and drew them to their climax. The entire time they kept their kiss together even as the slick walls of the fox clamped around the stag, the two rubber males orgasming at the same time as their pleasure was finally built to its peak.

It took a few minutes before the two alien creatures came down from their blissful high long enough to pull themselves apart from one another. Now that they had satiated their lusts for one another they were ready to serve the one that gave them such wonderful forms. Though they knew that they could easily transform back to their human selves neither wanted to give up their new bodies. The two looked down at their previously discarded fursuits however and realized that they wouldn't have to...

Meanwhile Erebus had just finished his registration and had to practically be carried back up to his room by Dashel, their badges hanging around their necks as they made their way back up to their own hotel room. Even though the alien could sense two new thralls in the making it was too soon to draw any power from them, at least not until they came and took their rightful place at their feet. Instead he was going to have to rest as he was set down on the bed by the latex wolf serving him. Once he was laying down Dashel stripped the modified fursuit off of his body and helped him get into position.

"I can not believe that I'm still this weak," Erebus said with a pained grunt as he sprawled out once the heavy suit was off of him. "How am I going to get as many of these furries converted if I wipe out after two?"

"Don't worry Lord Erebus," Dashel said. "You go ahead and rest, there will be plenty more time to get back out there after you regain your strength. The other two should be here any time now you said and plus it's only Thursday, these conventions don't even really get started until tomorrow."

"Yes, I took a look at the programming guide that I was given," Erebus replied. "You go and enjoy yourself in your fursuit and find the other two, as well as scout out some potential targets. By the time this weekend is over I want this place packed with my thralls, a very, very reasonable goal in my opinion."

When Erebus awoke once more he found Dashel laying next to him, curled up in a ball in his alien form. The rubber creature couldn't remember the last time that he had been greeted with such a sight... though it would be even better if there were more sharing his bed as well. Of course they were out there, not just the two that he had managed to transform earlier but all those just waiting for his corruptive touch. He let his thrall sleep and pulled on the fursuit before heading out of the hotel room and into the convention proper once more.

Though it was late it appeared that there were many who didn't feel the need to go to bad this hour either. Many were talking with one another and more than one had the smell of intoxicants on them that would make them easy prey. The only thing was that many seemed to have grouped up to talk to one another and despite having had a crash-course in furry from Dashel he wasn't confident enough to control the situation just yet. Instead he decided to take a walk around and get himself more acclimated with the convention center and everything going on around it.

Just as he passed by one set of double doors he saw them open and a number of humans poured out of it. Though it was hard to hear what they were saying they kept mentioning some kind of mistake that had happened, though that wasn't what the alien concerned himself with. Some of them were quite drunk and more importantly they were heading to their rooms alone. One in particular was a rather tall human male with a white wolf tail and ears that was holding a bottle and staggering slightly. Erebus sensed his opportunity and went up to him, tripping him slightly before coming in and helping him stagger back to his feet.

"Careful there," Erebus said as the guy clung briefly to the fur of his suit. "Don't want you taking a nasty spill in any regard."

"Heh, yeah," the furry replied as he brought up his beer bottle, Erebus leaning back to avoid any spillage on his fursuit before going back in. "Hey, didn't see you at the panel. Love your fursuit."

"Thanks, I like your tail," Erebus replied, looking the male up and down now that he was able to see him. "Also you have a great um... harness?"

"Awww, thanks man," the drunk furry replied.

"Here, let me get you back to your room for you," Erebus offered, the guy nodding and letting him help move him towards the hotel block. The rubbery creature was glad for the fursuit head he had on so that he didn't have to hide the evil smirk on his face. It was almost too easy, the creature thought as he escorted him up to the room, he only hoped that he wasn't too drunk that they could have a little fun first...

About fifteen minutes later the two arrived at the hotel room of the furry, who had managed to introduce himself as Artecus, and after two attempts with the keycard finally got the door open. Erebus had taken away the beer bottle from the wolf furry and had thrown it away, the lack of alcohol being newly introduced into the other male's system helping him to sober up. The guy was actually able to get to his bed of his own accord and sit down on it while Erebus walked inside. It appeared that the intrusion was either unnoticed or uncared about as the alien creature stood over him.

One thing that was nice about the human already wearing cuffs and a collar was that he was quite responsive to when Erebus tugged on it. Simply by curling a finger around one of the straps on his back he was able to turn the tipsy male over so that he was on his back. It didn't take long for Artecus to realize what the intentions were and from the look of lust in his eyes it was clear he was up for it. Once the human was on his stomach Erebus pulled down his pants and exposed his rear, and though the tail went down with it the alien smiled in knowing that wouldn't be the case for long.

Though Erebus had plenty of sexual encounters with Dashel leading up to the con this would be the first time that he would be with someone while he corrupted them. With the blue wolf he had to be fast with it considering his limited power and taking him by surprise, with this one he no such need to rush as he slowly leaned down and began to rub against the exposed flesh. "Whoa, that's a murrsuit?" Artecus said as he tried to look back. "I didn't even know... how did you manage to hide yourself like that?"

"Eons of practice," Erebus replied, grabbing the collar and gently but firmly pulling on it to arch the human's back. "Would the puppy like to see what other tricks I have? Perhaps I could teach you some."

Erebus could feel the human swallowing hard through the collar as he nodded his head. "I... have lube... in the drawer..." Artecus stated as he managed to put one hand up and pointed to the nearby hotel dresser. "Top shelf..."

"Don't worry," Erebus whispered into Artecus's ear, his alien tongue lengthening to lick against it. "I'm more than prepared..."

One thing that Erebus learned early on was that human males needed quite a bit of help when it came to such pleasures, something that he quickly adapted his body too so that he wouldn't have to do so much preparation. Once his shiny black cock pushed out of the confines of his suit he pressed the tip of it against the hole of the male he wished to penetrate. As soon as their flesh touched together a thick ooze began to slide its way past the tight ring of muscle, a mixture of chemicals designed not only to help numb and relax but also intensify the pleasure of the insertion. It was just another sign of the alien's superior abilities, adapting to practically make its prey flock to him instead of having to run after them.

This male was no exception, the second the alien lube began to creep up inside him he began to moan in pure blissful pleasure. Artecus didn't even question how Erebus was able to continue to lick against his ear even with the fursuit head pressing against it, or how the tip was managing to get so deep inside. Even though the alien firmly had this one in his grips he wasn't taking any chances, he would make sure that he had a new thrall. He timed it perfectly for his gooey tongue tentacle to push deeper in the second he popped the head of his cock into the tight tunnel of the male beneath him.

Artecus was so wrapped up in the throes of ecstasy from the penetration he didn't even feel the rubbery tongue slide deeper into his skull, sliding up against his brain. Even if he had it was too late, Erebus was already inside him and even after centuries, possibly millennia, of not practicing he still knew exactly where to corrupt first to make humans putty in his grasp. As inch after inch of his rubber alien cock and tongue continued to disappear inside of Artecus his eyes rolled back into his head, showing only the whites as alien rubber began to spread out over his butt. The transforming backside of the human allowed Erebus to thrust in even deeper, spreading open the converted flesh as the fur of the suit began to tickle both human and alien skin combined.

Soon the whites of his eyes started to become tainted with black veins as Erebus seeped not only into the skull of the human he was thrusting into but his very thoughts. He saw the arctic wolf that this human wanted to be and was more than happy to indulge the furry in those thoughts as a bump began to form in the rubber that covered his lower back. It was so much easier to control his thralls when you stripped them of their humanity, the alien mused as he pulled off the fake fur ears to make room for the increasingly pointed rubber covered one, and these humans were practically begging him to do it. This one would likely sing him his praises if he wasn't so inundated with pleasure... as well as having a rubber tentacle growing out of his wide open mouth where his tongue used to be.

The latex continued to spread over the human's head was a dazzling white, matching the fur of the ears and tail as Erebus slowly slid his own tongue out of the fully formed lupine ear. As he did he noticed something that caused him to smirk, watching as the newly transformed tongue of Artecus continued to stretch from the muzzle growing around it and pushing itself into the still unchanged human ear. "Look at you, so eager to change that you're practically doing it yourself..." Erebus mused as he took a hand and grasped the white rubber butt cheek that was sandwiching his cock. "That's what I love about you humans, ready to practically sell your soul for just a taste of the pleasure that I can give you."

Though on some level the words were sinking in to the transforming human's mind there was little he could do to resist them as the alien rubber spread over his body. The second that it made contact with his shirt it began to dissolve away, though when started to do the same to the harness Erebus willed it to stop. His devious mind realized how useful such a thing could be to him and with a little extra effort began to corrupt that too. At this point the head and midsection of the human had completely turned to that of an anthro rubber arctic wolf, completely with a dazzling bright white harness that Erebus was happy to hold onto to get even more leverage into his newest thrall.

With the corruption spreading like wildfire Erebus was able to focus on how deep he was able to plunge his throbbing cock into the depths of the mutating human. What was strange was that wearing the fursuit seemed to heighten the pleasure, especially since he was turning the human into a rubber animal. Back before he would convert the others they would just be faceless, featureless humanoids that he ordered around and did what he want with. The imagination of these particular humans was rather incredible in how they molded his corruption into something that they desired as well, which was just fine for the alien as he grabbed Artecus by the hips and pulled him harder against his groin.

Both fursuited alien and rubber wolf let out loud grunts and moans that could be heard over the slapping of their bodies together. Once more Erebus grabbed the harness of the smooth creature and tugged hard, practically grinding his groin against the rear of the other male as he climaxed. The two remained frozen like that for a while until finally the pleasure subsided enough for the alien to release his transformed thrall and fall forwards while panting. As their bodies pressed together Erebus wished that he could pull off the fursuit and feel their rubbery bodies touching together... but there was more work to be done.

About thirty minutes later Erebus left the hotel room, leaving Artecus to continue to explore his new body while he went off in search of others. He had also taken the time to prepare something for the new rubber arctic wolf, though the alien mused that he was probably finding out how flexible his new form was. By this point in the night it appeared that most of the furries in the convention had finally gone to sleep, getting ready for tomorrow to come for a day of fun and frivolity. With no one really out Erebus decided that he should do the same, heading back up to his hotel room and using the key card to get inside.

When Erebus walked inside he was immediately greeted with the familiar sounds of rubber squeaking on rubber as well as the moans of several males. He didn't have to see the two fursuits on the ground to know who they were as he turned the corner and saw Hoover and Andensel both making out with Dashel while their hands rubbed up against one another. They were so preoccupied with one another that they didn't even notice their master approaching, Erebus grinning as he snuck back into the small alcove that led to the room and stripped off the fursuit he was wearing. Just as he was about to reveal himself he saw something that caused him to stop and look at his shiny face in the reflection.

While the lord of shadow had always had a somewhat mutable form it was always one that was vague on the details, however as he looked closer it appeared that his normally featureless face had become... swollen. There were also what looked like two bumps on his otherwise smooth head, though before he could really look at them the alien heard the three stopping. "Master?" Dashel called out from the bed. "Master are you here?"

"I am," Erebus called back, quickly turning the corner and putting his bare hands on the feet hooves of the bright green rubber stag lying on his bed. "I see my two new thralls have made it back to me, how are you feeling pets?"

"Wonderful master," the red rubber fox said as he slid off the bed and walked over to him, sliding his hands up and down the defined chest of the alien. "I can't even remember my human life anymore, except for the fact that we weren't in your radiant embrace."

"Agreed," the more muscular stag interjected as he got off the bed as well, coming up behind Erebus and rubbing his chest against the other male's back. "If only there was some way that we could repay you..."

"I already see that you are all settling into your roles very, ah, nicely," Erebus complimented, pausing only when he felt the latex muzzle of the stag rub against his neck. "It's been so long since I was in the middle of a proper orgy, but since I have three wonderful sex slaves here ready to be used I think we can fix that. Hoover and Andensel can stay right where they are, save for an adjustment so I can have Dashel stand properly on the bed."

It was clear what the alien was doing with his positioning as he felt the cock of the green rubber stag throbbing against the small of his back, feeling those strong hands pressing against his pectorals and massaging them while the fox scooted over and knelt down onto his knees. It took very little prompting to get the three to be where they needed as Dashel got up on the bed and walked over to where the three of them were with his own shiny maleness already in his hands. What thrilled Erebus even more was the fact that even with them getting ready to spit roast him he was still in complete control of them in both mind and body. So when he told all three of them to continue he felt all of them move at almost exactly the same time.

Erebus let out a muffled moan as Andensel and Hoover pushed their rubber cocks into his mouth and between his butt cheeks. One thing that the alien particularly enjoyed about the conversion of others is the connection that they form, which was why he didn't mind taking one, or two, or more of his thrall's rubber tools. Not only did he get the pleasure of getting his holes stretched open by his new servants but he to experience some semblance of what they were experiencing. It had been so long that all Erebus could do was stand there while Hoover continued to massage his chest while Dashel's hands were on his head and finally Andensel's fingers were kneading into his thighs and butt.

His three slaves were rather skilled, the alien needing to prompt them very little in what he wanted them to do. They took to his queues of clenching or moving faster in order to continued to fine tune how they pleasured him, eventually both the stag and the wolf moving in rhythm to thrust in at the same time in order to get even deeper into the rubber male pressed between them. It wasn't long after that the rubber fox sucking on his own maleness was able to queue in as well. It was exactly what Erebus wanted... except now he wanted even more...

Meanwhile elsewhere in the hotel another furry knocked on the door that he was told to go to on his phone. Slypher had been about to go to sleep before his phone practically blew up with his friend Artecus telling him that there was something that he needed to see. At first he was going to ignore it, this had been his first convention after all and he wanted to sleep up so that he could enjoy a full day tomorrow, but he had never seen his friend send him so many messages and his curiosity won out. It appeared that the excitement wasn't just limited to the phone either when as soon as he finished his first set of knocks the door swung open.

"Welcome to the party Slypher!" Artecus said excitedly as he practically dragged the other male in with a hug. "I know it's late but I was so excited with what I had to share it with you. Go ahead and check it out, I just need to go to the bathroom quick since I hadn't realized I was holding it waiting for you."

Slypher just rolled his eyes and chucked as he watched his friend walk into the bathroom before going over and seeing what exactly it was that got his friend so excited. It didn't take long to see what it was, the bright white rubber practically gleaming in the light. "New harness huh?" he said loud enough so that the other guy could hear him as he picked up the small pile of straps. "What is this, rubber?"

"You got it!" Artecus shouted back. "Why don't you go ahead and try it on? This one has a little more stretch than my last one and should be able to fit you."

Slypher felt his cheeks burning slightly as he felt the smooth surface in his fingers. Not only was this his first furry convention but he had also only been newly introduced to the fandom itself a few months ago. He didn't even have a fursona yet, at least not one that he was really committed too. The only thing he knew for certain about that was he wanted something lupine like his friend and also wanted to have a harness set-up similar to the one his friend had shown him when he was first introducing himself. At this point the only thing he had similar to what he was holding was a pair of cuffs, which he had left at home because he wasn't even sure if he could wear them out in public even in a safe space like this.

"You sure about this?" Slypher asked as he continued to juggle the setup back and forth in his hands. "Maybe I should wait for you to come out so that you can help me get this one and I don't break it."

"Don't worry about it!" Artecus shouted back. "At least get the cuffs and collar part on, that way when I get out I can help strap you in and put on the finishing touches! Oh and you're not going to want to have clothing on when you do it so strip down, it's not like it's anything I haven't seen before!"

Slypher looked back at the set-up and saw that the pieces that his friend was talking about did seem simple enough to put on, at least slide it on as he pulled off his shirt. As he stood there topless he wondered if perhaps he wasn't just there to see some new harness, a small grin appearing on his face as he took off his pants and underwear as well. It wouldn't be the first time they had some of that kind of fun together and if this harness really did fit him then it would be more than nice to have it while they did. He started to think that was what the other guy was waiting for in the first place, waiting for him to get set up so he could come out in his old harness to join him.

The thought of it started to get him excited as he grabbed the cuffs first and slid them over his bare skin. The clasps slid easily over the smooth material and it wasn't long before he found himself wearing a set not only over his wrists but his ankles as well. Once he was done with that he saved the most thrilling one for last, taking the collar and giving it one more look over while sliding it through his fingers before putting it up to his neck. He was so preoccupied with putting it on he didn't notice that the bathroom door had opened in order for the figure behind it to watch him before slowly padding out while holding something in his hand...

After about a minute Slypher finally managed to get the collar around his neck and locked into place, his arms straining slightly before he finally managed to let the thick material settle around his neck. Once he was finished with that he took a second to adjust it and feel the comfortable pressure on his skin before turning to tell his friend he was finished. Before he had a chance to though he was suddenly plunged into darkness as something was suddenly pulled down over his head! As the rubbery material continued to slide over his face he could feel the presence of his friend behind him once more, especially one thing in particular that was practically throbbing against his inner thigh. There was a moment of stuffiness before the rubber wolf hood that had been pulled down over him was adjusted so that he could see while the latex muzzle was pushed so that it fit perfectly over his lips.

"Whoa, when did you suddenly get into rubber?" Slypher managed to ask once his mouth was uncovered, feeling the rubber body of the other male pressing against him as the hood on his head began to grow... tighter. "Artecus... I think... this is a little too tight for me."

"Nonsense," the alien rubber arctic wolf replied as he watched the essence that Erebus had infused his gear with start to do it's magic, a smirk appearing on his muzzle as he watched the outline of the human's ears already start to sink into his skull as unseen tentacles pushed in. "You just need a little time for you to fit it..."

Slypher let out a moan that was cut short as the rubber of the muzzle quickly grew out to stifle him, the male feeling a very phallic shape fill his mouth as the white of the cuffs began to spread out over his hands and feet. As the rubber of the collar merged with the hood he could feel his feet puffing out, spreading into a pair of paws identical to the ones rubbing against him while his fingers formed a set of claws. He could feel his body getting moved somewhere else as the holes of the mask seemed to close up only for his vision to return better than ever a few moments later.

When Slypher was able to see again he found himself in front of a mirror with an arctic wolf covered head to toe in what looked like rubber standing behind him. As he looked back at his own body he saw that a similar material was covering his own body, the human flesh disappearing over the wave of white that was spreading up his limbs. What caught his attention the most however was the fact that the wolf head looking in the mirror looked identical to the one standing behind him. There was only a few features that revealed the one wolf standing in front was human at one point and as the rubber continued to push into his maw and new lupine ears he found those features quickly disappearing.

"I know that you were having trouble picking something lupine without copying me," Artecus whispered as he took his white rubber cock and began to push it into the other male, teasing the opening with the head since that part of him was still human. "So I figured that it would be fun instead to be an exact copy of me instead. Think of how great it would be to have two Artecus running around the convention, identical rubber wolves ready to serve Master Erebus..."

Master Erebus... as the alien rubber completely coated his shoulders and had started to move up to his groin the name resonated like a bell in his head. Already he had been influenced to serve, now there just a name connected to it as a rubber hand began to rub his still completely erect member just as the latex that had been creeping up began to coat it. In a matter of seconds Slypher was practically pressed against the mirror as Artecus was gliding his fingers effortlessly up and down a cock that mirrored the one that was pushing into him. By this point the alien ooze had pushed its way into his hole, a tail starting to form above it as the first rubber arctic wolf could now penetrate further into the changing male in front of him.

After Slypher felt the rubber spreading inside him his transformation seemed to accelerate into a fevered pitch. His muscles stretched and swelled until they were molded into an exact replica of the one that was pushing his cock harder and deeper into his tailhole with every passing second. The gag that had been slithering into Slypher's throat now merging with it as he was being converted inside and out. Even without looking like a muscular latex anthro wolf creature he knew that he was no longer human... just another alien creature that could change into one as he clamped his synthetic-like walls around the cock of the one that had transformed him.

Artecus gave Slypher a few more seconds to look at his fully transformed body, rubbing his free hand up and down the last of the human's chest before it swelled out into the identically athletic physique of the one behind him, before moving their romp to the nearby bed. With their new bodies they were able to do things that neither had ever imagined before and being essentially clones of one another only added to the intensity of their passion. It got to the point where they weren't sure whose tongue was licking who or whose hands were on whose paws, especially after Artecus produced a set of cuffs and a collar identical to the ones that Slypher was wearing. Though they knew they could just as easily shift back into human form to see who was who they rather liked the concept of not knowing who the original was and just being two identical alien creatures wrapped up in one another's arms.

After a few hours and multiple orgasms the two finally had worn each other out enough to adopt a cuddling position, not wanting to go back to their old forms even to meet back up with Master Erebus. "You know," one of the arctic wolves said to the other. "Master Erebus put his essence not only into the cuffs and collars but the harness as well... while I don't have another hood I'm sure there's enough left to transform someone into another Artecus..."

"Another Artecus?" the second one replied, both of them giving one another an identical grin as their solid rubber eyes glanced over at the chest harness that had slid to the floor after they flopped down onto the bed to continue their rut. "I mean, three is always better than two, do you think that Master Erebus would mind it? I think that I... you... I think that we were supposed to use the harness along with the cuffs and collars in order to create the effect."

"Do I think that he would mind having three identical horny alien rubber arctic wolves that are ready to serve his every whim?" the first Artecus replied with a chuckle. "I think that he wouldn't mind at all... in fact I think that he would encourage it, maybe even give us the means to make even more. All we would have to do is be convincing enough and we could have a whole pack of Artecus!"

"A whole pack..." the second Artecus replied. "Well you've certainly convinced me, but who do you think would be into such a thing?"

Both Artecus laughed, their voices perfectly syncing up to one another just like their thoughts were as they realized that this was a furry convention, there was sure to be at least one other that they would bring into their alien fold that wouldn't mind being one of them...