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Cyrnos' New Hero

Written by: TiranMaster

Commissioned by: Vyrnen

Stepping off of the shuttle, Diesel felt himself shivering with excitement, unable to believe his luck as he realized that he'd not only left earth for the first time, but also stepped onto a foreign planet in another galaxy for the first time. The colonization of other planets was just starting to take off, and though the gatox hoped to return to earth someday, he'd been fortunate enough to gain passage onto one of the first colonies. It was some time in the past that earth had started to terraform other planets in its own galaxy, but they'd reached beyond and found other planets capable of sustaining life. So they'd set off to start exploring those planets as well as making moves to start making new homes for themselves, and along the way they'd started meeting alien creatures who weren't entirely excited about the presence of other lifeforms, but they were making bridges here and there.

The gatox wasn't too interested in the politics that went into finding new planets to live upon, he was just excited to see the new sights that hardly anyone else from earth could or would see. Looking out at the city before him, Diesel felt his breath leave in a big gasp, his bag slipping off of his shoulder and thumping to the ground beside him. The city before him was futuristic, something he'd only seen in movies before this moment. Buildings that reached towards the stars, possibly even breaking through the atmosphere of the planet with their sheer size. That wasn't the part that blew him away though, specialized vehicles were flying through the air overhead, small boosters within keeping the metal things aloft.

Truly the thing that made others stop though alongside the gatox were those people who flew in the air alongside the devices, some of them were just regular people, while others were taking upon the titles of heroes. In this new reality of another galaxy, people with powers were becoming more and more real, either through futuristic technology, or special biology that allowed them to have powers that no normal person from earth could ever dream. Two people in the air at that moment started a conflict, far above the heads of the people at the arrival station. They started to punch each other with enough force to cause shockwaves to reverberate through the air, causing glass to shudder in frames and the fur of the people below to shift with the sudden bursts of air. "Wow..." Diesel breathed.

"Best to keep going, that happens too often for everyone to be stoppin' every five minutes to gawk." An alligator who worked at the station started to push people towards the exit, attempting to avoid any sort of congestion. Snatching up his bag before he was pushed too far along, Diesel stepped onto a conveyor path to start him towards the exit of the building. Overhead the battle continued on, growing larger and more dynamic as other heroes entered the fray, beams of light flashing overhead, bodies flying back and forth from the combat. Several robots were flying towards the combat hoping to snatch up those who'd caused the trouble, though the gatox was curious if the perpetrator was a villain, or if two heroes had just gotten into a bad fight.

Though he would've liked to see how everything turned out, it wasn't long before the gatox was shuffled back under solid roofs to finish his imigration into the new planet. That didn't mean he was any less curious, Diesel was determined to see more fights like that. Not only were the sights amazing, but the gatox couldn't deny that he found the suits quite appealing visually. Many of the heroes had supernaturally fit physiques, so the tight lycra or latex outfits they adorned themselves in were formfitting and very tantalizing.

Back in a moment of normality, Diesel filled out some forms to finish his entry onto the new planet, his new home by the name of Cyrnos. The gatox found himself daydreaming all the while, thinking of the possibility that he might be lucky enough to come across some forgotten mystical artifact or something. Not many earthlings had been lucky enough to receive powers, but he'd heard some stories of upcoming heroes... and a few nefarious villains from earth showing off new capabilities that'd not been seen for many years according to the aliens. Diesel blinked in surprise as a few heroes strolled past, all dressed in their fine fitting clothing, the gatox's cheeks flushing with red as one of them noticed him staring.

Before Diesel could look away, the panther broke off from his friends and strolled over, leaning on the desk as the gatox looked on in a mix of horror and surprise. "Hello there, and welcome to Cyrnos." The cat peered down at the registration information showing on the screen, and though part of the gatox didn't want him looking at it, he couldn't help but be starstruck. "Diesel, nice name." The panther smiled wide, showing off his pearly white teeth.

"Uh... t... thank you..." Diesel said, his mouth dry, his mind blank as he shakily tapped a few things to clear away his registration information. "I uh... I like your... suit..." he said dumbly, wanting to smack himself as the panther laughed.

"Lots of people do, myself included, it's quite breathable," the hero said, grinning as he patted down the light material. "I saw some new people flying in from earth, and thought I'd swing by with some of my other friends. Some of us are originally from earth as well, we thought it'd be nice to catch up with some fellow earthlings. How is it going there?"

"You know..." Diesel said, still blazing red as he managed to pick up his bag. "It's... earth..."

The panther nodded in agreement, as if those words summed up everything. "Still got its share of problems I'm sure... well, I just wanted to say welcome. This planet is a place where miraculous things can happen, believe me, I got powers here," he said with a wink, laughing heartily as he lightly smacked the gatox on the shoulder. With that, he turned and walked away to meet up with his friends watching from a distance. The gatox couldn't help but watch him walk away, after all, his ass looked great in the tight fitting material.

With that mental snapshot locked in his head, Diesel hightailed it for the exit, determined not to be seen again by the heroes. He was far too embarrassed to engage in more conversation, and so he soon climbed into one of the flying vehicles and took off towards his new housing. The gatox would soon be in line to find himself his first new job... though he certainly was looking forward to looking around the wilds of this planet for some opportunity to have powers of his own.

***

Two Weeks Later:

The alligator attendant hadn't been lying when Diesel had gotten there, the amount of battles between heroes, villains, and just everyday calamities was shockingly commonplace. To the point that the gatox sometimes forgot to look out his window when there were climactic clashes between two superpowered creatures. That didn't mean that the gatox was any less interested in getting powers for himself, on the contrary, reading reports and seeing news stories about the fights only served to heat up the gatox's blood. No, he just didn't have time to see every single fight that was going on around him, he wanted to make sure he was doing his job properly so he could use his days off to their fullest.

In the two weeks since he'd gotten onto Cyrnos, Diesel had spent five days off so far going out on outings looking for any sort of lost technology or special ruins that might contain an object that would give him power. Much to the gatox's dismay, he wasn't the only one doing this, there were a variety of people constantly combing the alien landscape for something to give them a step up in life. Everywhere he went, other people were there, often with better technology to search for the traces of the supernatural or highly advanced items that could impart powers.

So far, Diesel had been lucky enough to be near one of those objects once... and that was because some maniac had found it near him in an ancient crypt. The lion hybrid had stumbled into a hidden room, Diesel and he had been part of the same group of people combing through the ruins for any sign of something that might gift someone with superpowers. Luckily for Diesel he hadn't received that artifact as it apparently had driven the liox mad with power, he'd burst through a wall, massive with glowing power. The pendant that he'd picked up had imbued him with great strength, an impenetrable hide, and massively endowed the liox as an apparent bonus. His tail had become a cobra, reminding the gatox of some ancient stories of a chimera.

The tail was apparently in charge though as it had commanded the liox to devour all before him, and it was only due to the timely rescue of a group of heroes on patrol that all of the civilians hadn't been eaten. Much to the gatox's embarrassment, the panther superhero had been there, and after saving the group he'd recognized Diesel. "You're looking for powers of your own, eh Diesel?" he asked, chuckling as he knocked the unconscious liox's head a couple of times. "Ya gotta be careful, not everything out here is safe to obtain. Some of these artifacts have minds of their own, and they'll chew you up before making you into their puppet. Remember that."

That had annoyed Diesel, but he just nodded in agreement, deciding that it would be for the best if he didn't pick a fight with the superhero. So he'd continued to go on searches with no more luck for his attempts, but that didn't dull his desire. He was spending much of his time either working, searching, or researching local information on any sort of old legends that might give him a leg up in finding himself his own powers. In between that, the gatox admired many of the heroes, wondering what it might be like to have powers beyond that of any creature. He even contemplated signing up for some experimental procedures that some of the futuristic scientists were so fond of trying out to see what next great breakthrough they could figure out... but he wanted to wait on that, those often led to strange mutations that no one could predict.

It seemed like this planet more than any of the others nearby was producing heroes and villains on a nearly daily basis, it was almost comical how many new super powered people were appearing and spreading across the planets. The aliens there were nonplussed by the whole experience, every new alien was just another person to them, but to the earthlings they were a goal to achieve. Diesel burned with the need to find himself a power, and the gatox finally came upon his own... though, not quite as direct as he'd expected. His came at night at home, it was after a day of him searching some nearby swamps for some sort of magic artifact he'd heard whispered about.

The gatox hadn't gone to bed just yet as he was leafing through a book, this one recommended to him by a fellow power searcher. They'd been on several searches together, and Diesel thought the wolf was very generous with all of the information he was providing. Tapping his chin, Diesel shut the book with a sigh as he threw himself back in the bed before glancing towards the window. His breath stopped as he saw some odd lights out of his window, shifting back and forth in the air, tracing strange symbols in the air.

Unsure as to what it was, the gatox grabbed his shirt and shoved it on, rushing down the stairs before grabbing a flashlight and stepping out into the chill night air. Glancing around, he didn't immediately see the source of the light, doubt growing in his stomach as he stood out in the grass looking around expectantly. "What... was I expecting?" he groaned, flopping into the grass and looking up at the sky with a dejected expression. Diesel had been hoping that this might be his big break... the power had hunted him down rather than him needing to go to it... but whatever it was had either been a trick of the light, or had already fled.

From above the prone creature in the grass, a small metal device scanned the being laying upon the ground. It was a black metalic device with golden spirals about it, spinning perpetually, normally it would give off a glowing aura as it flew about. When the humanoid had stepped out though, it had deactivated the lights so as to not scare away the potential host. It had been drawn here by pure desire, a sort of burning intensity that not every mortal carried within themselves. This one, this alien creature had been putting off such an intense energy reading that it had drawn the device. Scanning Diesel, it could practically see the thoughts running through the creature's mind, the sheer need and desire to have powers. " Very well." The words were light, crystalline in tone, and not entirely that of a living person.

Laying there in the dirt, Diesel knew he would need to stand eventually, but he couldn't bring himself to get to his feet. The gatox felt defeated, so he just reached over and flicked his light off and laid there for a while longer. Closing his eyes, he tipped his head backwards, sniffing the air, enjoying the scents and sensations of this alien planet. There were a few cold drips on his chin as he lay there, causing Diesel to jerk with surprise. "Damn! I didn't think it was going to rain tonight." The earthling started to climb to his feet, stumbling as he attempted to pick up the flashlight.

The "rain" though was growing more and more powerful though, drips and drops turning into globs, Diesel letting out a shout of shock as a particularly large cold blob hit his back. The liquid that landed on him clung to him, sliding about his furred body, spreading out and tightening against his skin to start forming a slick black surface. "What's going on?!" the gatox shouted, fear hitting him as he realized that this was no rain. Above him, the black metal disk was liquifying, becoming a thick black substance that poured over the mortal. It was cold, seeping through his fur to his skin, connecting to him wherever it could through skin contact.

Shivering like a leaf, Diesel fell to his knees as he found the constant deluge of liquid to be too much, his entire body being covered in the shiny black substance. At first the gatox was visible, mostly himself with globs of black liquid, but more and more his body was covered until he was nothing but a humanoid form with blank features, his entire form strangely rounded by all of the material that had dropped onto him. The gatox reached towards his mouth, fearful that he wouldn't be able to breathe... but when he tried to breathe... he just did. "What?" he asked aloud, shocked to hear his voice despite his mouth being shut.

" Greetings, new host. I am 0TT3R, and I have decided that you would make for a fine host. I have been looking for someone to take upon my aspect, so that they might be able to make a fine change in the world." The voice that spoke in Diesel's head made the gatox look around in surprise, the world still visible to him, though it came with a crystalline clarity. If he didn't know better, he would've said that he was looking at a high definition image of the world. " Do not worry, I intend to do you no harm, Diesel. It is my understanding that you have been desiring to become a hero, and as such I can help you become one. I have capable of many things, all I need to do is fully merge with your body, and you can become anything you'd like." 0TT3R's words were increasingly soothing to Diesel, the gatox's initial terror and surprise dying away into a growing sense of excitement.

"Wait... you... you can help me become a hero?" the gatox asked, his heart in his throat, his hands clenching as a grin formed on his muzzle. "I've been waiting for this moment... I... I can't believe it," he laughed, his elation flooding his body as he leapt to his feet. The movement was faster than it would've been before, easier, the improvements to his body already taking hold. The suit was already merging with him, connecting to his senses, wrapping about his very DNA. What the gatox didn't notice was the suit modifying his emotions ever so slightly, dulling any horror or thoughts of rejection, 0TT3R wanted the mortal, and so it would have him.

" Indeed, you can become the hero you would like. I merely need your help by giving me a proper body in this world." In Diesel's gaze, a new UI formed around his gaze, showing off aspects of his body's health. The suit was designating any health problems or weaknesses in his form, and he watched with surprise as one by one those problems were leveled out. More than that though, a small robotic looking otter formed in his gaze, not unlike a virtual helper avatar. " This is an easier way for us to meet, Diesel. I will reintroduce myself, I am 0TT3R, and we can become great allies to one another." The avatar smiled at him, its expression extremely cute in the gatox's opinion.

"Awesome!" The gatox shouted, laughing loudly as he hopped up and down a few times, feeling the pleasure of his muscles bunching up and releasing, the sensation enhanced now. "I think this will be a great start!" he exclaimed, stretching out one arm to stare as the black rubber slid tightly against his fur, becoming more of a suit and less of a blob. "I think we'll make a great hero, 0TT3R!"

" Indeed ," the avatar said, optimizing its new wearer's body, focusing on his genitals as ideas came to its mind of what it would be able to do with Diesel.

***

Three Days Later:

Standing on the roof of a building, Diesel stared at the world with his improved vision, his hands clenched at his sides as he attempted to strike a heroic pose. His physique had been improved in those three days, he'd called in sick to work to allow himself time to acclimatize to his new body. Even so, the gatox wasn't certain he'd work for them much longer, after all, many heroes were paid to do lots of work that only the super powered could do. His body was muscled, not overly so, he still had a lithe figure, but anyone who would see him would see a lean figure covered in bodytight rubber.

Having experimented with his looks in a mirror, Diesel had made sure to null down his manhood as he didn't want to be taken down by other heroes for them thinking he was some sort of lewd villain. With help from 0TT3R, the gatox had assumed less of his own form, and appeared more like an otter himself. With rounded ears more befitting an otter, his tail having become more rudderlike, and his chest emblazoned with a sharp golden rendition of an otter there, it seemed a little bit much in the gatox's opinion, but 0TT3R seemed oddly insistent on it. Diesel didn't bother to push the matter, after all, it was with the alien's help that he was now exactly what he'd always wanted to be.

The new hero hadn't quite figured out how to fly yet, he was capable of jumping higher than any normal person could, but when Diesel had inquired to the avatar about flying, 0TT3R had suggested against it. " While I can impart flight, I wouldn't recommend it until we've been bonded longer. The tax it'll take on you will be more than you're ready for, and your equilibrium will be thrown off as well. Give it time, and you will have the ability. In the meantime, you can try your other abilities." And so Diesel had, he'd found that his body was more malleable now for one, showing off the ability to manipulate his body into different bodies. The most basic of which was having shifted his body temporarily into an otter-like appearance, but more extreme versions was being able to turn his hands into swords, scythes, even whips. It was odd, and felt strange, but that didn't stop the excitement as the new hero had practiced attacking dummies he'd set up with 0TT3R's advice.

Now, Diesel was waiting for someone to pop up for him to fight... or maybe just talk to, he'd yet to try and go out and approach any of the heroes. Many of them flew overhead, not noticing the gleaming figure below, though a few did wave to him, but otherwise were preoccupied. "Maybe... this is a bad idea," he muttered to himself.

" Patience ," was all 0TT3R gave him. It didn't help too much, but it stopped Diesel from shifting back to his normal appearance and heading home. Scanning the cityscape, Diesel didn't see anything of too much note, a few people jaywalking, a car accident, but nothing so special that it required a hero's attention. Then a ping appeared in Diesel's hud, the gatox hopping in surprise as 0TT3R posted a small window in his vision. The window in question showed the front of a bank, it looked peaceful enough, though the doors were hanging ajar. " Diesel, there is a crime in progress. It appears to be at a bank near us, and it is being perpetrated by a superpowered villain. If you go now, we will likely arrive before any other heroes."

Diesel grinned wide, the rubber squeaking slightly as he stepped towards the edge of the building he stood on, the sun shining off of his rubber skin. "Got'cha, can you guide me?" In response, an arrow appeared in his vision, showing where to go. "Thanks!" With that, he was off, bounding off of the roof of the building to another, and then another. Excitement rippled through him as he realized that this was his first real job as a hero, he would be making the world a better place! Leaping off of the buildings, he looked at the world below, unaware of him above doing hero's work. "This is so cool!"

" Focus." 0TT3R's voice within his head, though synthetic, was also serious. Diesel's mind focused on the problem at hand, he had a job to do, it wouldn't do for him to take this too lightly and for someone to get hurt. " The villain appears to be using its powers to control the minds of others, this is why other heroes have not responded yet. The robbery has been peaceful, though the free will of those within are being infringed upon. When you get there, know that I should be able to keep any mental interference from affecting you. It would be a good idea to clean up this mess as quickly as possible though, I am not certain whether or not the villain might have more tricks up his sleeves."

"Right," Diesel said, leaping one more time before flying through the air to land on the ground far below. The bank was standing before him as he hit the ground, the cement cracking a little where the gatox hit it. Getting up, the gatox found himself marveling at his own entrance for a moment before glancing towards the entrance where he saw two guards. A bear and a wolverine, both of them stood in place perfectly still, smiling like fools, their eyes glowing a slight shimmery blue. When Diesel approached them, he could hear them both muttering to themselves, 0TT3R enhancing his hearing to pick it up.

"The Influencer loves us," one said, his voice sing songy and happy.

"The Influencer says to do nothing," the other said, giggling as he rocked in place.

"The Influencer is great!" they both said, grinning like fools as they started the loop over again, the three phrases on their lips at all times.

"Creepy," Diesel said, walking past them into the bank that this "Influencer" was robbing. Within, the gatox's feet squeaked on the marble tile, the only noise to be heard as he strolled into the building. All throughout the interior were civilians and guards, all of them with the same glowing blue eyes, standing in place with gleeful expressions. "Influencer! It's time to come out!" Diesel announced, his voice echoing off of the walls of the place as he shouted, his cheeks flushing slightly as he realized it was a little much.

"Well, this just won't do." A surprisingly pleasant voice spoke from behind the teller counter, when he peered through the glass he saw a beautiful cheetah standing there. What appeared to be diamonds were woven into his fur, what might look garish on someone else looked immaculate on him. His clothing was all top of the line, sparkling with rhinestones, and his eyes were a gorgeous blue. He looked at Diesel with disapproval, a pout on his pretty face, he glanced over at the teller next to him. "Why must some people come to ruin my fun, huh my sweet?"

"I don't know, Influencer... can I do something to help you?" the bird asked, smiling beautifically at the cat with the desire to help him.

The cheetah laughed a wonderful laugh, the noise tinkling off of the walls in a way that struck the heart with its beauty. "There's no need for that, darling, I wouldn't dare try to put you in danger. Just sit there, look pretty, and know that I love you." He touched a finger to the bird's beak before strolling out from behind the teller's window, all the while Diesel stood there, feeling awkward as he stared at the glorious creature. "Now, I probably should ask who you are... but honestly, I don't care much. Heroes are all the same, and they all react the same. Now, I love you." Those last three words rung with a resonance, they were practically a physical force that swung towards Diesel.

The gatox's eyes widened, his hands wanting to go towards his head, but they didn't as 0TT3R jumped into action. " I don't think so, this one is mine." The words came out of Diesel's lips, the hero surprised as the synthetic tones left him. The words hit him, and for a moment his head felt dizzy... and then the sensation was gone.

"Well then... that's odd," the Influencer said, staggering slightly as his power merely bounced off of the rubber hero. "You should be... mine..." he muttered, concern growing in his face as Diesel started towards him. "Stop," he commanded, but Diesel didn't. "Leave me alone!" he ordered, but the hero was moving faster. "No!"

"So sorry, Influencer, but you're my first villain of the day!" Diesel said, grinning before winding his fist back and lashing out. It admittedly was probably more force than this villain required, but the punch landed squarely and knocked the cheetah back and right onto his ass. Immediately everyone within the building who had been under the villain's control snapped out of it, all of them grunting and glancing around in confusion. "Well... that was easy," Diesel said, bemused as he stared down at the stunned criminal.

" Diesel, collect the villain, and let us be on our way. It would be best for the police to handle the situation here, heroes need not get involved in all of the cleanup." 0TT3R advised, and the gatox hero nodded in agreement as he reached down and picked up the villain in a fireman's carry. With that done, he turned around and left for the door, everyone still too perplexed by what was happening to react.

Diesel was glowing with excitement, unable to believe how easy this had been. He barely even thought about where he would have to go to deposit the villain, but he imagined that 0TT3R would help him with that momentarily. So instead, he leapt onto a nearby roof, right as some police cars were pulling up to the bank. Part of him wondered if it wouldn't be smarter to serve the Influencer right up to them, but for some reason he just needed to follow what 0TT3R said to him. The gatox was unaware that his eyes were becoming increasingly blackened around his irises, his pupils filling with gold.

One moment the hero was gloating, and the next 0TT3R had Diesel sleeping in the back of his head as he deposited the cheetah upon the ground. "W... what's happening?" the criminal asked, glancing around in confusion as he rubbed his jaw. They were both on the roof of a building several blocks away from the bank, 0TT3R having decided it would be smart to be away from the purview of other heroes. "You hit me, you jerk!"

" Indeed, my other persona did strike you." 0TT3R said, his voice markedly different from Diesel's, causing the villain to look concerned. " Do not worry, I do not intend to do any bodily harm to you, Influencer. In fact, I would say that you will find some pleasure in this... or perhaps not. It does not matter, I have alternative plans for you than just turning you over to the city."

While the avatar spoke, a marked difference in the hero's body was starting and the Influencer was unable to look away. The crotch of his body started to enlarge, first to reveal a sheath and balls there, but with every moment they were enlarging, to astronomical proportions. "What the fuck?!" the cheetah gasped, putting a hand over his own mouth after cursing. "What are you?!"

" I am as my other part said we are. I am a hero, though one who is not willing to risk a criminal relapsing. Instead, I am a hero who seeks to bring criminals to the light. Whether they like it or not." The smile upon the otter's face wasn't exactly comforting as his sheath continued to grow, his balls growing to an enormous size. The cheetah turned to run, but saw no escape as there was no entry point to the interior of the building, and all that awaited him was the edge.

"Help! Someone, help me!" The Influencer shouted, hoping that someone might catch his voice, but there was just the voice of the hero growing closer.

" I have been sending signals out to make sure that all the heroes are preoccupied helping others around the city. I am here to make the city a better place, and what better can I do than to make sure all of those crimes that might get overlooked are taken care of. They will love us once they know us, and you will be our first companion on our road to heroism." The cheetah turned around slowly, his eyes wide, expression blank with terror as the giant cock of the otter loomed before him. " Now, will you be so kind as to climb in?" When the villain didn't comply, 0TT3R did as he needed to, and swallowed the cheetah up with the end of his penis.

The hero moaned and swung his head back, eyes closed as he felt the evildoer sliding down the shaft of his enormous cock. " When I took this body, I admit that I did not know this would feel so good..." He smiled to himself, groaning and gasping as he felt the wiggling mass slide down his tube to soon be deposited into his balls. " I'd... best start making my way back... this... will take some time." He started to shrink his cock as the villain dropped down into his massive balls, the rubber hero staggering slightly as he reached down to stroke the bulge of his balls. " Try not to shift around in there too much, it will be quite the process. This will be my first attempt, and I would prefer not to make any mistakes." With that, 0TT3R leapt off of the building, albeit with a bit more heft than before.

***

When Diesel came to, he let out a long moan of surprise as his balls churned painfully, his cock hard as a rock. "Holy... shit..." he moaned, blinking several times as he came to upon his bed. "What's... what happened?" He could barely sit up, seeing that he looked like himself once more, no longer the hero. "I'm... just me?"

" It is good that you are awake once more, Diesel. I apologize that I did not complete the process while you were asleep, but it appears that the conversion takes more energy than I anticipated. You will need to ejaculate the new drone yourself." This came from within Diesel's head, a tired appearing avatar of 0TT3R in his vision laying upon a digital bed.

"What... what's going on, 0TT3R? OOOHHH... FUCK!" The gatox thrashed upon his bed as his balls violently rumbled, his face flushing with heat as his cock jerked between his legs.

" We have been processing the one known as the Influencer for three hours now, changing him into a more useful member of society. Do not worry yourself, Diesel, this will be a great boon to us. This new member will be a sidekick to us, subservient to us and unwilling to do any bad." 0TT3R sounded perfectly pleased with himself, though Diesel couldn't hide his rising horror... or the need to cum.

Shaking his head slowly, Diesel once more tried to sit up, and succeeded as he lurched upwards to sit up. Staring down at himself, the gatox gaped at the enormous sack between his legs. Not only that, but his cock was larger too, not absurdly large as it had been for 0TT3R, but much bigger than his normally looked. "What the fuck?!" he gasped, falling back in shock as he floundered on the bed. "0TT3R, we... we can't do this!"

" Nonsense," 0TT3R said, completely unbothered as he seemed to wake up a bit from his exhausted state. " We must do this, Diesel, however else would we be able to help the world? There are too many heroes who bring villains in for judgment, but the villains often manage to escape, and are soon wreaking havoc once more. This is a far more time effective way of correcting problems within society. We remove the villains, and instead craft them into new heroes who are only too happy to be commanded."

The gatox was angry and horrified to start with, but 0TT3R's programming was wound into his mind now, and Diesel grunted as his eyes dimmed a bit, the avatar reworking his thoughts. "I uh... I guess... I mean... this is wrong... but..."

" We've already started, what harm could it do to complete the process now?" 0TT3R sounded completely reasonable, and Diesel's balls were hurting at this point to release...

"I suppose... but... I want to talk about this more in the future..." Diesel muttered, his hands reaching down to wrap around his cock. It didn't take much more prompting as he started to jerk himself off, the gatox moaning and writhing in bed as he worked his shaft. It didn't take too much prompting as his body was literally aching to release. The orgasm that followed was mind blowing, Diesel's eyes rolling back as he spasmed with release.

The jism that sprang from his cock was a thick black stream, highlighted now and again with streaks of gold. Diesel writhed for a few moments as it continued to pour out, only stopping when he was too exhausted to continue, his fingers curled in the sheets below him. His eyes shut tight as he waited for the tide to finish... and then it finally did. His balls shrunk with every passing moment until they returned to their original size, his penis following suit as he gasped with exhaustion. "W... wow..." he moaned, his voice tiny as he lay there.

" Good work, Diesel. You've created our first servant, please introduce yourself." The end of the sentence didn't appear to be addressed to Diesel himself, and so he turned over in his bed and nearly leapt out of it as he saw someone new in the room.

There standing next to Diesel's bed was... something. It appeared to look like an otter, just how Diesel himself did in his hero form, though this one had no face. Instead, it was a smaller otter-like rubber creature, faceless, rounded, and between its legs was a large round bulge where its genitalia might be. Printed upon its chest were the letters, ID, embossed in brilliant golden colors. " Greetings, Master Diesel. I am Influencer Drone, crafted from the villain, Influencer. I am here to serve ," the drone said, saluting with its strange rubbery hands.

"What...?" Diesel breathed, managing to finally sit up in bed to stare at the creature. It was smaller than the Influencer had been, shorter than Diesel was as well. The creature didn't resemble the Influencer at all, but he couldn't imagine it was anything else... after he'd cum it out. "This is a lot," he sighed, taking his head into his hands.

" Do not worry, Diesel, this will all become easier in time. ID, please service Diesel, help him relax." Once more, the second part of the sentence wasn't to Diesel, and he grunted with surprise as the drone leapt onto the bed, and starting massaging his back with surprising strength.

" Do not worry, Master Diesel. I am much happier now that you have crafted me into a proper member of society. I will do as you wish, whenever you wish." The drone's voice within Diesel's head didn't sound like the Influencer's voice either, it was synthetic, not much unlike 0TT3R's. Something about this made him sure he should be less comfortable with it... but as he relaxed with the massaging sensation against his back, he found his mind growing relaxed, his thoughts being lulled into calmness by 0TT3R's expert touch.

"I... suppose," the gatox sighed, smiling as he allowed his new drone to help relax him. Perhaps later he and 0TT3R would talk about this... but he couldn't deny that it would be cool to come before the heroes soon with his sidekick in tow... and then he would be a proper member of the heroes of Cyrnos.