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Vyrnen had taken the opportunity upon leaving Tarien's realm to remember what it was like to be a solid creature, his foray into the world of being an incense creature only lasting a few hours but messing with his sense of time. It appeared though that once the fog cleared and he found himself walking down a city street instead of an ancient temple that he had gained a momentary reprieve from the nexus creatures that asked for his attention. He knew that it would likely only be a matter of time before the next one reared their handsome head in his direction and took the time to enjoy the mundane for a while as a palate cleanser. It also gave him an opportunity to try and figure out just what these creatures were scheming and also who might be abducting him next in order to render his services.

As he sat down in the outdoor patio of a café he took a pen and wrote down those that he had already served and then who was left. He had already helped quite a few at this point and if he wasn't going to have any repeats it meant that he still had half the brothers to go, unless the two new ones he had heard of don't get involved with whatever shenanigans are going on. If the ones known as Garlan and Olavar weren't joining in then it would just be Haleon, Kirdos, Santer, and Yavini left. A robot bird, feline living statue, leather horse, and plant fox... all of them were quite interesting and given the current order seemed to be somewhat random any of them could pop their heads in to ask.

The next problem to solve was the overall reason why they all suddenly seemed to need his help, but as he scribbled his thoughts down on the napkin the loud roar of an engine could be heard coming down the street. It was distracting enough that it caused the nanite dragon to look up and see where the noise was coming from, looking just in time to see someone drive down on a motorcycle before they parked right in front of the café. The driver was clad in head to toe black leather in the form of a racing suit along with a helmet, and just as Vyrnen was about to go back to writing he saw the man pull it off and wave his mane around. The driver was a horse, one that he recognized as the motorcyclist turned and looked at him with glowing orange eyes.

"Santer..." Vyrnen said to himself as he watched the leather horse hang his helmet against one of the handlebars and move straight to his table before sitting down. "That was quite the entrance, though I'm wondering if you have a license to drive that thing."

"When I need to," Santer replied with a chuckle as he adjusted his suit before leaning in. "I heard that you were around here and the weather was so nice I decided to take a little drive to meet you instead of the usual portal appearing next to you route. I was wondering if you wanted to hop on the back and let me take you for a spin."

"I'm guessing that this isn't just a social call," Vyrnen asked as he quickly crumpled the napkin in his hand while Santer put a pair of sunglasses on.

"Very astute," Santer stated with a chuckle. "I would like to take you back to my realm in order to help me out with something, I know that you've been busy with Tarien and such but if you're free I could use an extra set of hands at my place. Also even with my guise up it wouldn't be great to have us disappear in the middle of a crowded coffee shop and I don't have my aforementioned brother's ability to obfuscate such things, so I'd figure that we'd take a little drive to someplace remote and go from there."

Vyrnen found himself nodding and finished his drink before putting the napkin inside of it. It appeared from the way the lord of leather was talking they either were keeping up the ruse that this was all random or it really was, either way he didn't want to look like he was scheming against them or something. The last thing he wanted was to be on the bad side of any of the brothers, especially with all the new things he was being able to experience. He knew from the minions he talked to while in the realms of the various creatures that some had to practically beg to get an invitation to such places and he was being freely invited due to his status as a nexus beast, a status he wished to keep as he was handed a helmet before hopping onto the motorcycle.

As Vyrnen pressed up against the muscular stallion that took up most of the seat he found his hands pressing against smooth, supple leather that could have just as easily been Santer's body. There was also the distinctive smell of the material and a sheen that looked like it had been recently oiled as they started down the street towards their destination. Along the way the nanite dragon glanced to the side through his helmet and saw that even with the glamor of the nexus creature on there were those that stared at both of them while they rode by. He even saw a few that looked on with envy and wondered just how many people wouldn't mind getting a ride themselves with the horse as they drove towards the outskirts of the city.

Once they had gotten to a parking garage Santer drove the motorcycle up to the empty roof of the structure and left it in the middle before letting his hooves hit the concrete. "You sure it's going to be safe up here?" Vyrnen asked as he slid off the leather seat as well. "Or did you take it from somewhere else?"

"The bike is mine and will come with us once we teleport to my realm," Santer stated as he moved his hand in the air and created a tear in the fabric of that dimension's reality. "I'm sure you know the drill by now."

Vyrnen wasted little time and stepped through into Santer's domain, which in this particular area seemed to keep with the biker aesthetic as he found himself in a garage with a number of other leather creatures, most of them stallions along with the one that came up behind him. "Looks like you have your own biker gang here," Vyrnen commented as the portal closed behind them. "I guess it makes sense given the attire."

"I do seem to attract that element," Santer replied. "Plus being a leather creature makes it easier to recover in case you eat pavement while on your bike, and I get to see the look of jealousy on Haleon's face when I take all the gearheads away from him. But anyway let me give you a brief tour while we wait on my second in command to come back from his task to join us."

Pawned off on his second just like the others, Vyrnen noted mentally as they walked out of the rather large garage and into the dusty plains that surrounded it. Not too far away the nanite dragon could see a rather large ranch that also had leather stallions moving around on it, some of them with an extra layer of pony play gear on them as they were led around by others. That makes sense, he thought to himself, especially since the straps and other bondage gear on them was also leather in nature as he was led towards the stables. Much like Renzyl and the others the buildings sprawled over the land and were no doubt bigger on the inside as they walked through the main entrance.

The rustic décor persisted through the building that was closely connected with the corral but as they moved further in the feeling changed to more of a neutral tone like Vyrnen had felt with Renzyl and the others. Leather still dominated everything in the area though, including the minions that walked about from place to place as Vyrnen continued to move with Santer. As they started to head towards a set of doors that looked like they were about to enter a mall they heard a voice call out to the nexus creature that prompted both of them to turn around. The clopping of hooves against the ground grew increasingly loud as a rather large palomino horse ran towards them before skidding to a stop, his hardened leather hooves letting out a loud squeak as he came to a dead stop before the two of them.

"I got here as soon as I could Master Santer," the leather horse said as he brushed his synthetic mane out of his eyes. "We just had to deal with a few living suits not being able to get out of the gear that their hosts had put them in and needed a hand to slide them out." As soon those black orbs drifted to Vyrnen he could see a smile form on the muzzle of the equine. "You must be Vyrnen, I heard so much much about you, I'm Lord Santer's second Clyde."

"Pleasure is all mine Clyde," Vyrnen replied as he reached out and shook his hand before turning to look to Santer. "I'm guessing this is the part where you need to leave?"

There was a moment where the nexus stallion said nothing before a small smirk formed on his face. "It seems you are getting accustomed to the drill of helping us out," Santer said with a slight nod. "But yes, as much as I would love to remain here and horse around with you two I'm afraid that duty calls. I shouldn't be gone too long and if Clyde needs you I'm sure he'll let you know."

The two waved off Santer as the nexus horse created another portal and disappeared through it, which left the nanite dragon and leather horse standing there in the middle of a somewhat busy throughfare. "Well it appears that this isn't your first rodeo," Clyde said as he motioned for Vyrnen to follow him through the doors into the mall proper. "Frankly I'm not sure why Lord Santer needs a nexus beast to come in and help us out but I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. I think though if you're going to be helping us out for any length of time that we need you to look the part instead of having some city slicker ordering people about."

Vyrnen looked down at the clothes he was wearing but before he could ask what that would entail he was grabbed by the hand and brought over towards the other end of the mall-like structure. Along the way the nanite dragon noticed a number of clothing stores that dealt with leather, some were traditional pieces while others were definitely more in the bondage and fetish end along with some places to buy pony play gear. Other than that if he didn't know any better he would think that he was in a normal mall, except that most of the patrons were leather creature as he was practically dragged past a build a bear until finally they both stopped. While Vyrnen hadn't been sure what Clyde had been bringing him towards the last thing he expected was a massage parlor.

Just as Vyrnen was about to ask how this would help him lose his city slicker look Clyde just made a few clicking sounds with his muzzle and walked inside. The nanite dragon found himself following within and looked around at all the chairs and tables that were filled with various creatures being massaged by muscular leather horse men. As they made their way to back he could see that wherever the hands of the masseurs were rubbing the bodies of those laying or sitting down that it was transforming into something equine and leathery in nature. The last few they passed Vyrnen's eyes widened slightly as they wiggled in their chairs or seats as oiled hands stroked their cocks that grew in size and length that looked almost comical on their otherwise unchanged forms.

Eventually Clyde and Vyrnen found themselves in a smaller room that was off the main massage parlor where a bright purple, blue, and white leather appaloosa sat in a chair reading a newspaper. "I really need to stop betting on these races Clyde," the appaloosa said with a huff as he scratched his multihued braided mane. "At this rate I'm going to be working here forever, it seems every time I put something down on one of these guys they end up with another guy three lengths back just- oh, there's someone with you!"

"Yes, this is Vyrnen," Clyde said as Vyrnen reached forward to shake the hand of the other leather horse who stood up to greet them after putting back down his paper. "He's helping us out for a bit and I would like him to have a more appropriate form if he's working here. Vyrnen, I want you to meet Shakal, one of the best groomers we got here in the realm."

"If I ever get back to the stables," Shakal replied as he gave the newspaper he had been reading before smiling at Vyrnen. "So a dragon huh, haven't had one of your kind to change in a while. Do we have a template Clyde, or is there a little artistic freedom involved?"

"He's a nexus beast Shakal," Clyde explained. "As soon as you start changing him that side is going to come bubbling to the surface, so expect him to buck and plan accordingly." Vyrnen watched as the two shared a wink and wondered what was going on, already feeling his other self shifting about in his consciousness being in the realm of one of the nexus creatures. They already seemed to be well-aware of what he would transform into and were planning on it.

When the two finished with their conversation Clyde moved over to the chair that Shakal had originally sat in as the brightly colored leather appaloosa began to size the dragon up. After about a minute Vyrnen was told to strip and the nanite dragon eagerly did so to see what was about to happen to him next. It appeared there would be no need for things like a towel to cover him since everyone in the room knew that this wouldn't be a normal massage as he was led to a table in the middle of the room. Once there the nanite dragon was told to lay on his stomach and let his feet hang on the edge of the table and put his hands above his head.

Very carefully Vyrnen navigated his draconic snout into the leather hole of the massage table and brought his hands over his head, the table feeling a bit too small for him as he shifted his position slightly. With his eyes only able to stare down at the floor he didn't know what Shakal was doing, at least not until he saw a pair of purple hooves enter into his field of vision. "Now this next part is going to feel a little odd," Shakal stated. "Just relax and go with it, and try not to move too much."

Vyrnen agreed and waited to feel the touch of the leather horse on his back, only to feel the soft hands begin to massage against his fingers. The touch seemed to find the exact place that relaxed his body as he felt something soak into his digits. Though he couldn't look up from his spot in the massage chair he guessed that it was some sort of oil similar to what the other masseurs in the front room used, feeling his fingers start to tingle as both hands got worked on at the same time. As Shakal got down to his wrists he gently but firmly pushed down on them and they seemed to get softer with every second, at least until he felt something wrap around one of them that prompted Vyrnen to pull his head up to see what happened.

By the time the dragon had looked up Shakal had separated his arms enough to put the spreader bar between them and slid the other leather cuff on the opposite wrist. "When you groom a bronco that likes to buck sometimes you have to keep them tied up," Shakal said with a devious grin as Vyrnen tried to move his arms but found them awkwardly flailing about while his fingered turned to leather and began to fuse together. All the dragon could do was watch as his hands morphed into black leather hooves unable to flex or move at all as the coloration spread past the cuffs up to his forearms. "As I said before don't try to move too much, just relax and let the oil do its work while the restraints allow me to do mine."

The leather appaloosa took a hand and pushed Vyrnen's head back down into the hole, once more relegating the nanite dragon's sight to the hooves in front of him while he felt freshly oiled hands rub against his arms to facilitate the transformation. Given the amount of bondage gear he had seen at that point the nanite dragon realized he should have seen this coming, though he wondered if such a thing would even stop his nexus beast side from getting what he wanted once he had manifested it properly. The fact the leather that was assimilating his thickening arms was black instead of white meant that he was already starting to change in that way as he felt a small grin start to manifest on his muzzle.

It wasn't long though before Vyrnen felt his focus shift to the massage itself, letting out a moan as he felt his neck and back muscles stretch slightly while he felt the warmth of the oil suffuse through the black leather skin that formed there. Clyde had not been underselling the abilities of the masseur as Shakal continued to work expertly on his body, feeling a mane of synthetic leather hair cascade down his neck while his ears were stretched and kneaded until they became more equine in nature. At first he thought his horns would be disappearing as well but as his new hair thickened around them it seemed he would be keeping them after all. What caught Vyrnen's attention as Shakal moved to his back was that while he felt the fingers of the leather appaloosa push in deep the transformation only seemed to be happening to his back, feeling his shoulder blades twitch and swell with new growth that seemed disproportionate to his chest.

When Vyrnen brought up the sensation to Shakal the leather horse just said that he would be oiling up his front later, which left the nanite dragon to feel like his back was twice as big as his chest. Shakal had already moved on though and made his way down towards his tail, the mane that he had created going all the way down to it before the appaloosa took the appendage in both hands and began to squeeze it vigorously. Even though the sensation was inherently pleasurable the suddenness had caused him to jump slightly as he felt his tail start to shrink in the grasp of the other creature. With those fingers so close to his tailhole and feeling the leather start to assimilate his cheeks it caused his arousal to spike even more, fortunately for Vyrnen these tables were made to accommodate it as he felt his maleness grow erect.

Despite triggering his nexus beast instincts Vyrnen found the transformation not spreading like it usually did and only seemed to follow the deft hands of the one that was causing it. Two of those fingers slipped between his legs and massaged the space between them to cause the partially corrupted nanite dragon to quiver from the stimulation before they moved down between his thighs. Like with his arms Vyrnen could feel Shakal spreading the heated oil all over them and the muscle immediately began to bloat in response to it. Though he couldn't see it himself he could only imagine that his thickening thighs began to have the usual glowing red lines decorate it as Shakal moved down towards his calves to change them as well.

Though Vyrnen would have likely gained such muscle from his shift into his nexus beast form it felt as though the appaloosa was sculpting his body while massaging it, feeling his cock throb with every firm press and pull of his legs. It was certainly the most relaxed he's been during the change, his corrupted mind thought, and that was probably why he didn't feel the need to try and drone the one that was still rubbing him. It was something he wanted to do, but for the moment Nexus Vyrnen was content to just let the masseur finish with his work before he eventually turned him. The corrupted nanite dragon was so relaxed he had even forgotten that his hands were cuffed above his head, at least until he felt another pair slide over his ankles and spread his legs apart as well.

Nexus Vyrnen found himself growling slightly at being put in a position of increased submission, but with his face still normal the sensations weren't as overwhelming as they usually where as he felt the fingers slide between the toes of his paws. "Looks like I was able to calm the beast after all," Shakal said with a chuckle as Vyrnen felt his feet merging and morphing into a bigger set of hooves while the appaloosa continued to stroke them. "I'm almost done here if you want to help me flip him over Clyde."

"Actually, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind hanging him up instead?" Clyde said off to the side of the table. "From what I've been told only seconds are able to ride this stallion without worrying too much about being turned into a drone, so I would like to take this chance while I still got it." With his thickened neck and head Vyrnen found himself unable to lift up his head to see what was going on as he heard the sound of chains rattling, but eventually his entire body was pulled upwards as his hands were shifted by the restraints that held him. Both leather horses held the mostly corrupted nanite dragon steady as he was lifted up into the air, his disproportionate body swinging around a bit as his restrained body was shifted into an upright position as his new hooves briefly touched the ground before they were lifted off of it.

As Shakal grabbed a squeeze bottle to load up on more oil Clyde told him to wait instead and wanted to show the corrupted nanite dragon what he looked like at the moment. The appaloosa waited as the leather palomino dragged something over in front of him, Nexus Vyrnen eventually finding a mirror right in front of him. What he saw in the reflection caused him to gasp slightly; even though his entire body had turned the shiny black he was used to as a rubber dragon those changes only happened in the front, as he was shifted about by Shakal he saw that the entirety of his backside was not only much more muscular than even his augmented beast form. He also saw that the reason he couldn't wiggle his hands and feet anymore was that they were completely converted to hooves.

"Don't worry, you'll be getting those hands of yours back eventually," Shakal said as he came up from behind the restrained Nexus beast and began to rub one of Vyrnen's pectorals, watching the skin turn from rubber to leather as it swelled pleasurably. "But for the moment it's easier to keep those who get this treatment from slipping those shackles of yours. Now just relax, Clyde is going to ride you while I finish you up."

Vyrnen felt himself growl from the blissful sensations of the oil seeping into his skin as he saw the palomino come up behind him, feeling the thick leather cock start to push up against his supple cheeks. Even with his powers the nexus beast found it impossible to break the chains that he was hanging from and it made him wonder if they possible put Santer in something like this. Either way all he could do was exhale deeply as the thick tube of leathery flesh was pushed up between his cheeks while Shakal continued to work on his chest and abs. As the oiled-up hands rubbed against his stomach the appaloosa pushed in deep, Nexus Vyrnen watching as they sank in impossibly deep and were actually able to grip the cock inside of him.

Clyde let out a gasp as he reached around and grabbed the thick pectorals of the leather equine creature that Vyrnen had become, the red lines of circuitry and hexagons glowing brighter on his body with every thrust. As his tail swished around behind him Nexus Vyrnen could see that while it was still draconic in nature it had long synthetic hair that gave it an almost bushy appearance, feeling it rub against the palomino that began to thrust up into him. With his legs and arms already transformed there were only two things left to change, and Shakal seemed to want to save the best for last as he moved up and began to massage the nexus beast's draconic muzzle. Nexus Vyrnen let out another huff as he felt his snout grow not only thicker, but harder too as it became hardened leather instead of the usual soft, supple hide that the rest of his body had become.

Shakal commented a strong creature such as him needed an intimidating hood and though Vyrnen could still open his mouth it looked like he was wearing an equine mask as his red eyes became a glowing pair of lenses. As his nostrils flared and grew bigger on his new muzzle the appaloosa moved on to his ears and scultpted them as well. It wasn't long before the entirety of his draconic head was cone, save for the pair of horns that the masseur decided to keep as part of the aesthetic. That left only one piece left, his rubber dick still ridged as it throbbed and bounced in time with the stallion thrusting into him.

As Shakal once more grabbed the bottle of oil Nexus Vyrnen remembered the two that had been stroking each other in the front room, and though he was excited to undergo the same treatment it appeared the appaloosa had other ideas. The purple and blue splotched leather horse took the nozzle and put it up against his own lips before squeezing it. A few droplets of the oil leaked from his lips but most of it stayed in his muzzle before he knelt down in front of him. A smirk formed on the Nexus creature's new muzzle as he watched the other equine press his pursed lips against his cock.

The hooved hands and feet of the nexus beast wiggled in the restraints as Shakal began to take his oiled muzzle and slide it over the sensitive flesh, Nexus Vyrnen arching his back as he immediately began to feel his cock lengthen as soon as the warmth flowed into it. Clyde slowed the rolling of his hips forward so that the appaloosa could be in control of how much of the transforming cock slid into his maw. Within the first few bobs of his head the already thick member had grown even more, and though the pleasure was intense the new stallion couldn't help but notice something else was going on. The black leather of his groin had started to transfer onto the other guy, who didn't seem to notice as he let out a muffled moan while taking the lengthening shaft into his throat.

It wasn't until the glowing red lines of circuitry reached his eyes that widened as they began to transform into lenses similar to the ones that Nexus Vyrnen sported. Shakal tried to move away but was stopped when Clyde moved his hands down and kept his head on the cock that was starting to bulge out his throat even more as the leather turned to black while cascading downwards. While the nexus beast was still restrained that didn't stop him from making drones, especially when one decided to swallow down what felt like a nearly two foot long leather cock embedded deep inside of him. As new thoughts began to swirl in the head of the one blowing him the other horse behind him continued to move the hardened leather muzzle back and forth.

"Now you know you're not going to keep this one," Clyde whispered into Nexus Vyrnen's ear as he bucked harder to get even more of the nexus beast's new cock inside the kneeling horse. "But it's quite fun to watch you do your work, and perhaps we can see even more of you in action like this. For now though why don't you go ahead and continue to teach Shakal why we don't leave ourselves open like that even when you have a leg up on someone."

Vyrnen smirked and was all too happy to oblige, feeling Shakal's mind turn to putty under his persuasions as he felt his hands press up against his thighs. Even though he would have to release this one he wanted to make sure he left the appaloosa with a feeling to remember. With the intense stimulation coming from being hilted he had a feeling though that their lesson wouldn't be too long.

Part 2:

Nexus Vyrnen walked out of the massage parlor stretching his newfound muscles, feeling himself swagger even more than he usually did as the confident nexus beast as Clyde walked beside him. Even though he enjoyed droning his masseur he transformed him back before they left in order to take in the sights of the rest of the realm. Just as they were leaving the mall however the palomino stopped the stallion that Nexus Vyrnen had become and pointed to a clothing store. It was slightly confusing to him since most of the minions of this realm walked around naked, but as he was pulled over he found he still would be save for the cowboy hat that Clyde plucked off the shelf and put on his head.

"There, now you really look like a bronco that belongs," Clyde said with a smirk as Nexus Vyrnen gave him a similar look and tipped his new had towards him. "Now why don't we go ahead and find ourselves something to do while we wait for Lord Santer to return. We do have a small midway where you can win stuffed animals that are a lot of fun, and by that I mean the games and the prizes, or else we could go to the stables where you can see us do a bit of rough riding."

Even though the nexus beast knew he had to behave he still found himself looking at the other minions with a predatory gaze as he tried to figure out what to do next. A growing part of him just wanted him to start turning creatures into rubber reptiles, although that was quickly turning to equines the longer he remained in this horse form, but he was an invited guest in the realm and wanted to act as such. Plus there was always someone to turn eventually, all he had to do was wait long enough and whomever he was with would set him loose on whatever needed to be solved. As he mused through the options that had been presented to him he quickly found that time was closer than he thought as another leather horse ran over to where the two of them were.

"Hey Clyde," the horse man, his glance briefly looking at Vyrnen before going back to the second in command. "We have a problem right now with one of our ORB races, do you think that perhaps you could help us out with it?"

"ORB?" Nexus Vyrnen asked as Clyde motioned for him to follow before he nodded to the other minion to lead the way.

"Off-realm betting," Clyde explained while they ran, which Nexus Vyrnen found far more exhilarating than usual in his new form. "It's a track that's not within the realm itself but connected via pocket dimension interfacing. One of the biggest draws of minions for Santer is gambling; horse racing is so engrained in many civilizations that it becomes a draw for us. I mean, there are hundreds of people at any one point wishing that they had a winning horse, every once in a while we get someone that wants to BE the winning horse."

"I suppose that makes sense," Nexus Vyrnen replied with a nod. "So anyone that wants to win desperately becomes a minion or are there a few other stipulations?"

"Usually it's someone that wants to be in control of their own destiny and yet for some reason insist on gambling," Clyde continued to explain. "Sometimes we also get people who lost big and want to win that money back in order to pay their gambling debts, that's usually a classic. However if I'm being pulled into one of these that means that we get to deal with yet another aspect of horse racing."

"Oh?" Nexus Vyrnen asked. "What's that?"

"Cheating," Clyde replied with a smirk. "Since it goes against the code of the realm we can have ourselves a little fun with those that try and interfere with an ORB race, specifically if its our minions that are doing the racing. I have just the idea too from that build-a-bear we passed by..."

Meanwhile in the stables that were connected to a racing track a group of men silently made their way through the darkness, the four of them keeping as quiet as possible as they got to the stalls where the horses were kept. One of them in front had a gun that he kept out while the one behind him carried a black bag, then the other two merely kept looking around while the others moved forward. "What's the hold up here?" One of the two in the back said as the one in front looked down a corner. "You lost or something?"

"Hey, shut up back there!" the man in front hissed before he went back to his scouting. "I know where I'm going, even though all these damn stables look the same. The last thing we need right now is for some late-night guard or jockey coming in and seeing that we're doing a drug store handicap."

"What the hell would a jockey be doing here this late at night?" the one holding the bag asked in confusion.

"How should I know?!" the man in front said in a louder voice, which prompted the other three to shush him as he looked at them angrily. "Alright, no more talking, let's just dope up the horses for tomorrow's race and get out of here!"

The other three looked as though they had something else they wished to say but a sharp glare from their leader quickly caused their mouths to close and continue on in silence. After another half an hour and a few wrong turns the group eventually got to the stable they needed to be at, the head of the group looking at the homemade map that had been created for them to make sure the x on it lined up with what he saw before he gave the others a nod. When they went up to the door in order to inject the horse they needed however they saw that there was a light on in the stall, and as the head of the group continued to carefully approach he also began to hear music that was on the other side. He looked back to the others, who just gave him a shrug, before he turned and saw that the door of the stall had opened.

As the four continued to stand there in confusion something slithered out from the crack that was created in the door and darted to the men like lightning. By the time they realized that something had wrapped around their ankles the entire group was brought down onto their backs before sliding into the stall itself. The four let out cries of surprise and shock as they suddenly had hay underneath them instead of the concrete that was in the hall, all of them looking straight up into the lights that shined down on them. Before they could get back on their feet the four suddenly found themselves flipped onto their stomachs and hog tied with the same piece of leather that had pulled them into the stall in the first place.

When the leader of the four managed to look up he saw that the place he and his friends had been dragged into looked less like a stall and more like a lounge, complete with television, speaker system and a wet bar that had been set up in the corner. What really caused his eyes to bulge out of his head though were the four anthro horses that all looked at them; two of the thoroughbreds had been sitting on the floor playing a game console connected to a television while a grey dappled Arabian sat at the table with another thoroughbred each with a half-full martini glass in their hands. The last horse was much bigger than the other three and had a length of black leather straps in his hand, though he was the most unnatural of the bunch as his head looked like he wore a pony hood over it and glowing red lines were all over his body.

"So these are the ones that were going to drug us in order to win a race," the thoroughbred at the table said as he held his martini glass in his hand. "How very droll."

"Quite," the Arabian replied, the two snickering to one another as they clinked their glasses together. "Of course we normally don't have a nightcap together before a race, but when we were told that we were going to have guests we broke out the good gin." The four men that were tied up just looked on at the absurd picture as the hooves of the two sitting horses swayed to the beat of the music while the other two continued to move back and forth playing their game.

"Hi there," the demonic looking horse said as he knelt down and got all four of their attentions, tearing them away from the scene of martini-drinking and game-playing horses to focus on him. "I'm Vyrnen, and since you four thought that you were going to affect the outcome of the race I figured that you'd help them instead, since racing can take such a toll on the body they're going to use yours. But first I'm going to make sure that you're properly prepared since we don't want our best leather plushie racehorses going out with inferior stuffing."

"Hey, what the hell is this!?" the lead of the group said as he tried to get out of the restraints, only to turn back and see the black leather glowing with the same red lines as the strange stallion that continued to remain snug against his wrists and ankles. "This some kind of prank? Did Vinny put you up to this? I swear if I see one picture of this on the internet I'm gonna-"

The thug didn't have a chance to finish as Nexus Vyrnen pushed a bit into his mouth, causing the last par of the sentence to come out as garbled cursing. "Quite enough of that," the corrupted nanite dragon looked at the others, who immediately balked at being regarded by the stallion. "Alright, since you three seem to at least know your manners I suppose we should get started. Who wants the mouthy one?"

"I can take him," the Arabian said as he got up and ran his hands down his firm white leather chest.

"Perfect," Nexus Vyrnen replied as he motioned for the other equine to move towards him. "Why don't you go ahead and get his clothes off while I start to... soften him up for you."

The white leather horse snickered at that and as the man continued to try and squirm out of his bindings Vyrnen began to press his hands against the head of the thug. Almost as soon as those black leather hands touched the scalp of the human his hair began to melt into his head, though it still retained its texture as he let out a muffled moan through the bridle that was in his mouth. The others that were still tied up watched with wide eyes as Vyrnen's fingers quickly started to sink deeper and deeper into the skull of their friend until they were able to touch together. As soon as the nexus beast pulled them away however everything sprang back, though the skin of the human looked... duller, more artificial in nature as the Arabian moved to try and get the pants off of him while still tied up.

"You know if you ever want to change professions you can have quite the career as a cattle wrangler," the racehorse commented as he managed to get the pants down to the man's ankles, the others caught by surprise as his erection suddenly sprang out when his hips were tilted to the side. "Oh wow, he is super horny, can we take the bindings off of him right now?"

"Sure can," Nexus Vyrnen said as he continued to kneed the head of the human until his skin darkened to black and the texture was like foam before moving down to the shoulders. "I've managed to massage out all those nasty thoughts like trying to pull a drug store handicap, only thing left in there is pleasure and fluff. Go ahead and have your fun with him, now that his head is done the rest of him won't take too long."

The Arabian was all too keen to unwrap the bindings around the man's limbs as Nexus Vyrnen removed the bit from the human's mouth. When he did there was nothing there; the vague shape of the lips that were shaped in pleasure on his face only took a few pokes with his fingers to disappear completely, leaving his entire head as a black blob with red outlines that indicated the corruption within. The corrupted nanite stallion smirked as the darkness began to seep down into the rest of the human's body as he laid there while the Arabian laid on top of him with his own erect cock ready to go. Despite the formless nature of the human's face though Nexus Vyrnen was still connected to the human and tuned in to hear him groaning and cursing in pure bliss as the leather racehorse he hoped to dope was about to ride him.

Nexus Vyrnen continued to massage down and soften the human into living stuffing as he watched the others, and though they were still clearly startled by their friend being transformed more than once he saw their eyes shift to the thick leather cock of the muscular stallion above him. They would get theirs in due time, but for the moment he wanted to be sure that both guys that he started with were ready to go first. As the Arabian dug his hooves into the wood and slid himself into position one of his hands reached down and guided his cock into the butt of the one beneath him. As the flared head rested up against it the nexus beast quickly slid his fingers down and pushed them into the cheeks of the half-transformed man, spreading the corruption and turning his midsection to fluff for easier access.

All those in the stable now had their eyes glued on the Arabian as he lowered himself and slid inside, the material giving way easy so that nearly half his shaft was buried into the human before he had to stop. Meanwhile the hand that had guided it there in the first place went back to his chest and began to press on a line that went down his side, which began to open up like a seam as the horse man shuddered and groaned. While he continued to sink his shaft deeper into the transformed human, the outline of his cock clearly seen moving up the black foam back of the other male, the leather horse opened his chest completely and allowed it to hang open like a flap. With a little help from the corrupted nanite stallion he also had his limbs opened and the white leather began to envelop the creature beneath it.

"Demon horse!" the doctor shouted in shock as the others gasped with fright as well as their leader was not only being stuffed full of leather horse cock but also being stuffed inside the body of the creature as well. Nexus Vyrnen scoffed at that and moved over towards him, taking his hands and pushing them against his face. Before the man could respond his head began to undergo a similar transformation to the one that was being stuffed inside the neck of the Arabian racehorse, blackness flowing out as it turned to foam and became quiet.

"I think I'll take this one if no one minds," the other thoroughbred said, taking the olives out of his drink and tapping them on the side of his glass before eating them. Once he had finished he tossed the toothpick aside and walked over to where Nexus Vyrnen had already pushed down to the shoulders. "Would you mind getting his groin first, I think I'm going to try and alternative means of stuffing myself with this one."

The nexus beast gave a smirk and a nod before he removed the straps on the man, then turned him over to his back. The thoroughbred moved over towards the groin of the human and waited for the nexus beast to work the corruption into the doctor's crotch. The nanite stallion gave the other horse a little smirk and as he stroked the transforming creature's cock, which caused the silent man to arch his back, it grew significantly in his hands. Even though the man was vibrating with pleasure the foam cock flopped over and Nexus Vyrnen gave it a squeeze before stepping back to allowed the thoroughbred to take his place.

While the thoroughbred got into position the corrupted nanite stallion turned to see how the Arabian was doing, watching the muscular male with a look of euphoria on his face as he continued to hump forward even though his cock was exposed at this point. Most of the human had been transformed into living fluff and had been pushed into the body of the leather creature. Nexus Vyrnen could see the occasional hand push out the leather or a set of toes that were quickly mushed back, and as the seams began to close the Arabian got on his knees and began to stroke his own cock to get the pleasure to finish himself off. The other two thoroughbreds had come up in interest with their own hands on their members as they watched the last of the leader of the humans disappear into the racehorse that had stuffed him in.

"Ohhhh, I can still feel him squirming inside," the Arabian said as he pushed one of his hands against his pectorals, pushing it down deep that caused him to shiver. "He's so soft... makes great stuffing."

There was a muffled grunt next to Nexus Vyrnen and when he glanced back he saw the other leather equine had taken the engorged cock of the transforming man and had shoved it deep into his maw. His cheeks and throat bulged as he deep throated the doctor to the point that his muzzle was pressed against the shiny black groin of the creature, but the horse hadn't brought him up that way just to give him a blowjob. The thoroughbred took the lighter creature and was able to pick him up in the air while still taking his hands and pushing the human deeper. Since he was nothing but fluff and foam he was much lighter and the corrupted stallion watched him take the hands push against the increasingly squishy butt into his maw.

The remaining two members of the crew watched the doctor they had brought to drug these horses disappear cock first into one of them and tried to roll away, but Nexus Vyrnen merely knelt down and gave them the same treatment as the first two. Once their heads were transformed the lust and pleasure overwhelmed the need for them to escape and he gave a few more deep body rubs while the remaining two thoroughbreds went to claim their prize. When the nanite stallion backed away the last two opted to use the same technique as the Arabian and opened the seams of their leather bodies to stuff them in just like their slightly bloated co-racer that still stroked himself. By the point they had started to open themselves up and had begun to take the humans into themselves the Arabian was finished and laid on his back with a blissful smile on his face.

But the fun wasn't over yet, at least not for the nexus beast as he watched the Arabian lazily stroke his cock while the thoroughbred next to him had his human made of stuffing in his maw up to the chest. As lumps could be seen traveling down the brown leather horse's stomach a similar bulge formed in the legs of the white leather Arabian. It was enough for the horse man to look up in question and began to moan when the already thick horsecock in his hand began to grow bigger. His abs disappeared as the stuffing inside of him began to move around, his glassy eyes looking up at the corrupted nanite stallion as Nexus Vyrnen smirked down at him.

"Well I didn't think it would be fair if they just had to stay inside of you the entire time even if this is a punishment," Nexus Vyrnen said as he saw the white leather on the stallion's chest begin to darken as his entire body began to squirm and bulge as it grew bigger. "So in exchange for the power that I've given you through him I thought that it would be fitting that you shared, and since he's been corrupted by me it's only natural that you are too. Don't worry, my drones always have a way of working together."

The Arabian tried to say something but his leather tongue flopped out of his mouth and grew larger while being completely black as similar splotches appeared all over his body. The others that were just in the midst of finishing their own stuffing looked on in shock as the first to indulge in it began to wiggle his changing body against the ground. His hips bucked up into the air as his thighs and hips thickened, glowing red lines appearing in the leather as his cock expanded until it was nearly a foot in length. The stuffing inside continued to distort and warp the shape of the Arabian as he tried to say something, only for his still lengthening tongue to get into the way as the leather of his head began to harden.

With his head growing bigger and the tentacle his tongue had become wiggling in the air the Arabian managed to pull his hands away from his member and press against his head as it turned into a more traditional pony play hood, his eyes glowing with a red light as the corruption took hold of his mind. As he continued to writhe in pure bliss straps began to form out on his muzzle, turning into a bridle as more began to appear on his body. Though Nexus Vyrnen would like nothing more than to have this creature be a powerful beast just like he was he knew that he had to at least keep them in their lithe racing aesthetic, but he figured since they were designed to be ridden he would make them look more like it with a few... additions.

As a large chest harness began to appear on the Arabian's muscular chest there was a groan that came from the thoroughbred next to him and Nexus Vyrnen turned to see that his body was already starting to change as well. Unlike the Arabian whose changes started around his chest and groin this horse man started right at the head, the last of the human stuffing disappearing into his maw with the elongated tongue wrapped around it to draw it in faster. With his mind being rewritten into that of a racing drone already the thoroughbred stood there and let the changes ripple down his body, snorting loudly as the stuffing caused him to grow out the same assets that the Arabian did. The big shock that came to the two other thoroughbreds that remained though was when a second pair of red eyes opened in the hood just below the first two, both sets becoming the lenses of the horse mask that formed as Vyrnen walked behind the first thoroughbred and squeezed the soft creature.

Nexus Vyrnen grabbed onto the reins of the leather equine in front of him and slid his own supple cock into the cheeks of the one in front of him. He could feel the stuffing inside squeeze around it while continuing to stimulate the body that encased it, dropping them further into corruption. When he reached around he could feel the horsecock that jutted out from the thoroughbred growing into something that could deeply penetrate the other plushie racer drones that he had created. Since there was nothing but stuffing inside of them it figured to the nexus beast to give them something that would make use of it, though as he slid his own maleness deeply inside of the male in front of him he suddenly felt something press against his own back.

The Arabian had finished his own transformation and stood almost as tall as the nexus beast himself; and though Nexus Vyrnen snorted slightly as he felt something begin to slide up against his own tailhole he decided to let his drone have fun. When he looked back he saw that the change had been substantial to the point it might have put a real horse to shame as the head pressed up against him. Though he wasn't technically a plushie his nanites quickly compensated and altered his body so the nearly three foot long horse cock could not only easily penetrate him but push up as far as it wanted. What amazed Nexus Vyrnen as the two bodies sandwiched him between them was how soft they were, it was like being pressed against two leather pillows that seemed to contour to his body.

"Not sure how these four are going to be ready to race with these assets," a voice that Nexus Vyrnen recognized as Clyde said, the nexus beast looking over to see the second of Santer playing with the leather cocks and tongues that were growing from the remaining two racehorses as their own bodies mutated with similar cuffs, collars, and other gear that the first two had. "They're going to be tripping over them at this rate."

"That's the beauty of the stuffing that I used," Nexus Vyrnen replied, grinning even with the pleasure coursing through his body from being completely impaled by the creature behind him as he backed up his own hips. "Now that these two are done I can show you what I designed into them."

Clyde watched with bemused interest as Nexus Vyrnen continued to pull his own cock out of the one in front of him, which caused the tongue that had nearly hung down to the pectorals of the transformed thoroughbred to retract along with his cock. Once he was nearly out completely however the nexus beast not only thrusted himself back in as deep as possible but also took his arms and squeezed the middle of the one in front of him. This caused both the leather tongue and cock to push out even more until they were nearly touching one another, and once he had completely gotten the stuffing into both he took the straps and pulled on them to keep him that way. When the corrupted nanite stallion pulled out again the nearly four-foot-long cock and tongue of the plushie remained completely out of the mask and groin that had contained it previously.

"Impressive," Clyde said as he pushed on the chest of the horse next to him and saw their maleness grow slightly from it. "I'm sure some of our plushie creators are going to copy this design for sure. Santer told me that you were almost creative as our nexus lords and it seems that he was correct, definitely a few new additions for the stable."

"You mean my stable," Nexus Vyrnen replied, his grin widening to show the fangs that had grown from his equine muzzle that had started to become more draconic in nature. "Lord Santer can certainly use them for his own races and anything else after that, but these drones belong to me just like all my other creations."

"Fair enough, fair enough," Clyde replied with a chuckle. "Can't say that you won't get copied, but since you were nice enough to let Shakal go and to deal with these four miscreants inside our race horses I figure we can provide some stalls for them."

"I have no problems with others getting inspiration from me," Nexus Vyrnen said as he once more took the reigns of both equines between him and spurred them on to continue. "Now are you going to join in yourself or just watch me?"

Clyde looked at the two corrupted plushie racehorse drones that had gotten up from the ground, red glowing lines traced along their black leather skin, as they stroked their hands along his body. "Since the threat has passed I can't see why we can't indulge a little," Clyde stated as he wrapped his arms around both. "Of course this is going to make it very interesting when they race tomorrow..."

Nexus Vyrnen chuckled at that, then decided to silence the other horse by having his two drones push their new tongues into his mouth at the same time. Even though the palomino was in charge the corrupted nanite stallion could sense that he enjoyed being on the bottom just as much as he did, especially as he saw the equine shudder when the two strong creatures lean him up against a large hay bale and spread his legs. In no time the muzzle of the leather palomino wouldn't be the only thing stretched out by two appendages, especially as he allowed the drones to succumb to the lust that had been growing in their shared bodies. He may not be able to drone Clyde, the nexus beast thought to himself with a smirk as he went back to being pleasured by the two males, but he would certainly show him the benefits even if it took all the time he had left in the realm.