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Liquid Lycanthropy Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Animorph324 Gift for Kitsune4673 and Emo-wolfy

It had been seven years since they had arrived, touching down in the salt flats. Man's first contact with aliens. NASA had picked up the ships at first, fearing them to be asteroids. A plan had been put into place to halt their advance toward the planet, to defend the world against the impact... and then they changed course. The government threw everything it had at them to stop them from landing, but they had been impervious to it all. The ship had landed in the salt flats, the pilots revealed themselves and the rest was history, almost painfully dull history.

The Lycans, as they had come to be known by humans, had not resisted the government at all. They had cooperated with interviews, tests, dialogues and cultural exchanges. It had taken two years before they had been granted work visas, but they had been far more industrial than anyone could have realized. The sheer volume of products they created was limitless. The government had sat on all of the products at first, testing and checking vigorously for anything out of the ordinary but nothing had ever been bad, so they started releasing it to the public. That was when the invasion had truly started.

It had never been an aggressive invasion. It was an invasion of the human spirit, of the culture, an attack on heritage in favor of the new and exciting. The Lycans offered limitless ways to become like them. They reinforced how cool it was with a line of transforming toys, television shows, comics and manga, and even board games. The lure of their species had invaded pre-existing franchises, spawning lines of legos and modified monopoly pieces... many of which laid around the apartment, though Kitto's eyes gazed past the coffee table covered with a half finished alien ship and wolf minifigures, looking at the screen as teenagers writhed and flexed, shedding their humanity behind as they became something more, as they became alien.

Kitto was just over six feet tall, weighing in a little under a hundred and eighty pounds. He was tall and lanky and his fair, dark brown hair was pulled back and resting beneath a battered leather hat that made him look like an explorer of the outback. Dark stubble hugged his chin and upper lip, forming what would no doubt eventually be a fine goatee. Kitto's hazel eyes studied the screen, the image reflected on his eyes, illuminating the faint green ring that ran around the hazel, barely noticeable to anyone.

The young man's fingers tapped on the hard plastic shell of the DS he had been playing. Kitto was almost always occupied with a game of some sort, ranging from board games to card games to video games. It helped him pass the time and it gave him something to do. Kitto had never been the kind of guy to worry excessively, to protest change. He'd always gone with the flow, figuring shit happens and life moves on... But something was different. It felt like he'd reached a cross roads in his life but he wasn't sure what the next step should be.

"Why so serious? Did the battery run out?" came a softer voice from the kitchen. Kitto turned, looking over his shoulder, smiling sheepishly at his roommate and fiancé, Luré. Luré was a few inches shorter at five foot eight and a little lighter at a hundred and fifty pounds. His long dishwater blond hair was a bit wavy, pulled back into a ponytail. He had the body of a retired runner; his legs were still muscled but he had a bit of chub around the belly, something Kitto found adorable. Luré moved over, wrapping his arms around Kitto's neck, hugging him and snuggling against him. He hated seeing his boyfriend unhappy and would do anything to cheer him up.

"It's not the battery, just a weird day I guess." Kitto shrugged, smiling a little. Honestly the two hardly ever got bored. Kitto's love of games was complimented by Luré's love of making things, ranging from legos to minecraft to computer programming. It was almost as if Luré made things for Kitto to go through, making endless entertainment for them both. Still, Kitto seriousness was something that had to be remedied.

"Well, how about we take a stroll down town, get out of this stuffy apartment?" Luré asked, rubbing Kitto's shoulder. Kitto considered for a moment before getting a lop sided smile.

"Alright, sounds good." He said, rising to his feet. Luré held on, getting momentarily lifted off his feet, grinning wide before he set down again, kissing Kitto's cheek before darting off to get dressed. The two were high school sweethearts and newly engaged. In an uncertain time, their love had always been certain, ever since their very first meeting doing a report on the Lycans...

It was only a few minutes before the two were public presentable, heading out of the apartment. Kitto wore a dark black shirt emblazoned with a fiery orange wolf spiraling around the chest, paws resting on his shoulders while Luré had a white shirt with a snow colored wolf moving about on it. The two were perfect compliments to each other. They headed out of their apartment and down the stairs, pushing out of the door and onto the sidewalk.

The streets were crowded with people from almost every walk of life. There were students headed off to school, punks skipping it, people with briefcases for their work, mothers with their children... But it wasn't so much who was there as Luré wasn't. It had been years since there had been any homeless people, any destitute or hopeless individuals that had slipped through the cracks. The Lycans had offered them free food, free shelter. All it took was becoming a part of their society. They had been the first, and they had been far from the last.

Lycans moved among the others in the crowds, heading from shop to shop, going about their own errands. They stood inches taller than the humans, standing on long legs with broad shoulders, their rich colored suits glinting in the sunlight like rubber infused with metal flakes. It was said that the Lycans were covered with environmental suits, covered from head to toe in a lycra like outfit that showed off every muscle, every contour, every bulge... and protected them from the harsher aspects of living on Earth.

In some way the aliens looked almost like robotic wolves. The colors of their rubber like armor were stark, in rich bright oranges, greens, blues and pinks. The bright colors were contrasted by vibrant glowing eyes, solid and featureless like glass goggles. The Lycans would have been completely smooth, frictionless in their suits, if not for the detailing that covered the outfits.

Small lines ran down their suits, like circuits etched into a motherboard. The lines followed their spines and limbs, radiating outward in zig zagging lines with rings and triangles marking the ends of the lines. Larger panels of detailing covered portions of their arms, looking almost like rubber control panels, but there were no marks, no symbols, no writing of any kind to indicate what was what.

While the interviews with the government were still classified, some details had slipped out into public knowledge. The Lycans were mammals like humans, producing their own body heat... but what they looked like was still a mystery. Did they have fur or scales? Were they gelatinous? No one knew for sure. All the humans knew was that the aliens looked a little bit like super heroes in their colorful rubber outfits - super heroes with long muzzles and tall pointed ears.

Luré walked hand in hand with Kitto, proud of their love, proud to have the love of such an amazing man. Luré loved that Kitto put up with him and his silliness and in turn he wanted to do anything to make Kitto happy, to make him feel content. The two moved down the street at a pleasant pace, taking it all in. They saw kids playing, a man watering his window box. It seemed quite pleasant all in all. Kitto was enjoying it too, though after a few blocks he was starting to get a bit curious.

"Where are we headed exactly?" Kitto asked finally. Luré smirked a bit at that.

"I just felt like browsing, we're almost there." Luré said, looking both ways before he crossed the street. Kitto followed after, looking up ahead, his eyes widening a bit. They were headed into a specialty store... a store that sold, among other things, adult merchandise. Luré grabbed onto the handle and swung the door open before disappearing inside. Kitto lunged to catch up, though he paused as he saw the all too familiar emblem on the window. There was a lime green diamond with two triangular extensions on the top and two green slanted rectangles. It was the emblem of the Lycans, a front on view. It was also the symbol indicating that they had merchandise in the store and had been given permission to sell it.

Kitto opened the door and moved in, looking around, trying to find where Luré had darted off to. He saw the shop owner standing behind the counter, a man in his late twenties with a long brown beard, a shaved head and a big belly. The man was looking through a magazine and smiled as he glanced up, giving a faint nod. Kitto returned the nod before he moved deeper into the store.

"Luré?" he called out, his eyes raking over the objects on the shelves. There were creams and powders, oils and incense. Kitto passed an aisle of condoms, an aisle of sexual accessories, then he hesitated, having found the toy aisle. Kitto was drawn in, looking at the boxes, his eyes widening. There were naughty dice, suggestive board games and a lewd alternative to twister. Kitto was a little surprised and excited that he'd been brought to such a shop, but he knew he'd been brought by the right person. Still, he had to find that person and so he called out again, "Luré?"

"Next aisle over!" Luré called back. Kitto left the toy aisle and came around the corner, finding Luré standing on what almost seemed to be an aisle from a hardware store. Thee were huge vats and cans of what looked to be paint. Kitto felt more confused than ever, but when Luré looked up at him with his pale blue eyes, Kitto felt completely relaxed. Luré pulled at the huge paint can until it came off the shelf and nearly dropped to the floor, held up by the young man's hands.

"What is that stuff?" Kitto questioned.

"Body paint... Its supposed to give the most exotic and out of this world experience you've ever felt. I read about it online..." Luré said softly.

"Body paint?" Kitto asked. Luré nodded, looking at Kitto with an adorable, cute expression he had mastered over the years. Kitto blushed a little, a bulge forming in his pants as he thought about it before he moved over and grabbed the can from Luré, grinning, "Alright, let's get it." He whispered. Luré stood on his tip toes and gave Kitto a deep, passionate kiss. Their lips danced, their tongues tangled and they tasted each other's mouths in full, enjoying the swapping of saliva as they stood so close. Kitto knew it was going to be an amazing night.

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Evening had fallen and the two lovers had returned to their apartment with more than just a can of body paint. The coffee table had been loaded down with boxes of Chinese food. There were puddles of sweet and sour sauce and forest of stray sprouts, chop sticks scattered and cups of egg flower soup emptied... but as Chinese food always seemed to, the two had gone from feeling bloated to feeling nearly hungry again just an hour after eating.

Kitto and Luré sat on the couch in nothing but their boxers, the sounds of kissing echoing through the apartment. They had started out watching some of the racier programs cable had to offer as they ate, but soon they'd become too distracted with each other. Luré sat on Kitto's lap, grinding against him, pressing his groin tight as they made out. Kitto sucked on Luré's tongue, his hands sliding up and down his lover's sides.

"We should head to the bedroom..." Luré whispered in the midst of the kisses.

"What's wrong with right here?" Kitto asked, feeling the heat of lust and passion for his fiancé. Luré smirked.

"The paint is in the other room." He muttered. Kitto's eyes widened.

"Right, the paint..." he replied before grinning. Kitto moved to get up and Luré giggled, wrapping around him as best he could. Their similar body weights made it a bit of a challenge but Kitto was determined to be the gallant and macho man. He carried Luré out of the living room and into their bedroom, moving to deposit him on the bed. Luré grinned wide and rolled over onto all fours, crawling back to the end to nip and lick messily at Kitto. Kitto groaned at that, so turned on.

"So what are we going to do with the paint?" Kitto asked, reaching to grope his erection, feeling so turned on he couldn't help it.

"We're going to put it on silly." Luré replied with a smirk, "Now... lay down on the bed." Luré commanded. Kitto was a bit surprised given that he usually took the initiative in the relationship, but he climbed onto the bed and rolled onto his back, looking at Luré. Luré climbed off the bed and moved to Kitto's side, reaching down. He looped his fingers under the waistband and pulled, stripping Kitto of the last garment. He looked at the fuzzy brown bush and his deliciously hard member with great appreciation before he went to the nightstand.

The large can of body paint was sitting on the night stand, looking unobtrusive. The outer wrapper was glossy, showing a prism casting a rainbow of light into a lake, but the ripples in the water made a paw print instead of a ring. Luré felt his own erection growing more intense as he ran a fingernail around the safety seal, cracking it just a little before he tore the plastic around the edge. There was a faint pop as the air pressure equalized, then ever so slowly the smell of latex and rubber began wafting out into the air. It felt so artificial and sterile, but so clean like a fresh summer's rain.

Luré pealed the lid back and set it aside, looking into the container. To his surprise, the liquid inside was transparent, shimmering in the light but looking almost clear. He blinked a bit at that, not expecting it at all, wondering if he had somehow gotten the wrong kind. Kitto, however, had no idea anything was amiss. He lay on the bed, wriggling his toes a bit with excitement.

"So what are you gonna use? Do you have brushes, or is this more like finger painting?" Kitto asked. Luré had still been thrown by the material, but using his fingers sounded like a good idea. He reached into the can, sinking his fingers into the goo. He gasped softly as his fingers penetrated the surface, sinking deep. It was amazing just how thick and stretchy the slime was for being so clear, but Luré noticed that his own presence was having an effect. The goo around his submerged hand was changing color, turning opaque and brightening up from a peachy gray color to silver and then finally white.

Luré pulled his latex covered hand out, watching the solid white slime run down his fingers slowly. The color was perfectly uniform and even as if the entire vat had been that color. Luré was so fascinated by the color change that he didn't realize right away that tiny bumps were forming on his fingertips or palm, or that his fingernails were stretching under the material, honing into points. The throbbing grew more and more intense until he focused and gasped. Kitto couldn't help but sit up in bed, looking at Luré's hand changing.

As the two men watched, Luré's fingertips continued to swell, taking on the rounds of paw pads while his nails became claws, curving and sharpening. The white latex covered everything perfectly like a glove, but it was like the glove of a fur suiter, putting on something completely alien to himself. Luré looked at his snow white paw with wonder, feeling his cock ache with need.

"That is just too damn sexy... What will they think of next?" Kitto asked, moving to kiss Luré deeply. Luré moaned into the kiss, brought back into the moment and away from his distraction. He sucked on Kitto's lip before reaching up slowly. He flexed his white paw, watching it move and shift just as he wanted it to. As the latex dried, the paw pads seemed more distinct. His fingers were a bit longer than before, especially with the claws.

Luré grinned gently as he started stroking Kitto's cheek. Both men shivered in surprise, Kitto because it felt so exotic and Luré because he could feel Kitto right through the latex. He could feel every hair, the contour of his skin, everything. The paint was quite amazing, and Luré couldn't wait to try even more. He broke the kiss and turned, dipping his human hand back into the goo, scooping up a big handfull before he turned back, slamming it against Kitto's chest.

Kitto gasped as the liquid splashed out across him but it soon clung to his chest, thickening. At first Kitto didn't realize what had happened, feeling the liquid without seeing it, but that wasn't a problem much longer. As the goo hit his skin, his body heat and the PH began changing. The goo darkened, taking on a silver hue, then grayish before darkening to black. It clung to his chest hair, his nipples, his pecs and his stomach. The black splatter darkened further and further until it absorbed all light.

"What the hell?" Kitto whispered in awe, wondering how the same material could turn into two colors. Luré's other hand meanwhile was shifting to match the first, swelling into paw pads and the claws stretching out. Luré moaned, having white paws up to his forearms. He ran the white latex over his boyfriend's smooth black chest, stretching out the black liquid as it hardened and tightened.

"This stuff is amazing. I just hope I got enough..." Luré murmured. Kitto grinned at that, moving to grind against Luré more.

"Well, we can always get more later... Maybe lots more. But for now, maybe it is you who should lay down." Kitto said, taking Luré by the hips before all but tossing him. Luré squeaked and grinned, bouncing on the bed until he came to a stop. Kitto stood over him with a wide grin before he dipped both hands into the goo. It began sealing around his hands, throbbing and tingling, darkening everywhere it touched him... but Kitto drew his hands up, holding a thick glob of the clear latex paint in his hands.

Luré watched Kitto approach with the goo, feeling his heart race with anticipation. Kitto tried to decide where to start, looking at his boyfriend. He considered his chest, his stomach, his arms... but Kitto couldn't help it. He was fixated. He crawled onto the bed, lifting a leg over Luré before he was straddling him. While Kitto's underwear had been removed, Luré was still wearing his. Kitto dumped the slime onto Kitto's stomach, moving his blackening paws to tug the underwear down. To his surprise, the material started to fray and deteriorate beneath his touch.

The elastic waistband in Luré's underwear snapped and the cotton almost boiled away as the latex paint rolled down over his round stomach. Kitto was shocked, but he focused on spreading the goo further down toward the tower of hard flesh rising from his boyfriend's groin. Kitto brought the goo around the base of Luré's shaft, watching the goo turn uniformly white. Kitto worked at it like a sculptor, guiding it everywhere he wanted it to go, but what it did it was doing on its own.

Having reached his groin, the latex became more pliable, stretching out easier. It slipped up a few inches along his shaft before hardening, creating almost a shell outside of it. The white latex stretched up and covered his round tummy, making it look smooth and even, rounded and protected. Kitto was intoxicated by having his boyfriend like that, but there was more to do.

Kitto reached over, grabbing the bucket. He hoisted it up and over, setting it down on the bed. He reached for the goo again, pausing to look at his massive black paws and three inch long claws. He flexed them a little before he got more handfuls of the paint. He cupped his hands together, holding the precious paint as he maneuvered it into place over Luré's lap. Luré panted, looking at Kitto's work with anticipation... and then Kitto let go.

A stream of drizzling latex dripped down onto the shaft, changing color as soon as it touched his skin - but it wasn't turning white. The clear goo took on the bright red of blood, building up like putty on the cock, honing into a pointed tip. The tip flared down to a long, slick latex shaft that disappeared into a white sheath. The goo continued to drip and dribble, flowing down over his balls, balls that were coated and smoothed over with rubber precision before the material hardened, tightening to his taint. Kitto's black paws came down and wrapped around the red canine shaft, squeezing before it started to slide up and down. Luré gasped loudly, his back arching while his claws dug into the bed sheets.

"Kit, it feels so real! I can... Oh god, I can... I can feel it all..." he moaned, his blue eyes rolling into the back of his head. Kitto grinned wider and wider, thrusting his hands up and down without restraint. Luré humped into the hands with desperation, moaning louder and louder, but he had never been selfish in love. As Kitto pleasured him, Luré knew he had to return the favor. He reached over and dipped his hand into the bucket, glad it was on the bed. He got just a little bit and reached up, smearing it over Kitto's face. Kitto giggled a bit as it slopped onto his nose, sticking and turning black. The goo curved up over his forehead, covering part of his brow. The black spot was adorable, but it was soon starting to spread. The goo dripped down over his nose, but rather than covering his nostrils with perfect replication, the goo swelled outwards, tilting forward. A tiny crease appeared in the nose, then a seam. The nostrils widened and tightened, taking on a canine appearance.

"There's a sexy puppy..." Luré whispered, leaning up to kiss Kitto. Kitto murmured happily, returning the kiss. As they kissed, Kitto took one hand off of Luré's canine cock to get another handful of the pain, bringing it up over his boyfriend's head before releasing. The goo dribbled and drizzled all over his blond hair, but soon Kitto was petting it and stroking it in. Rather than coating it evenly, the latex seemed to sink into the hair, coating the individual strands. It ran down past the hair tie, dissolving through it, causing the ponytail to become a loose mane of hair.

Some of the latex dripped down Luré's forehead, curving out across his brows before coming down around his eyes like some sort of visor guard. Luré could feel the goo all over his arms and cock and head. It was so comfortable, so perfect. He went to let out a sigh of contentment, but the muscled in his throat started to vibrate and instead he emitted a gentle purr like noise. His blue eyes widened in surprise at that, but the wolf nosed Kitto just leaned in for another kiss.

The two embraced and Kitto moved to hump against Luré, feeling his human shaft slide haphazardly all over the slick latex one beneath him. Their packages were tight and Kitto humped relentlessly, almost hearing a faint squeak from it all. Luré loved the feelings so much, but he didn't want to stop. He wanted to feel the experience to its fullest. Once more he dipped his paws into the bucket and drew out more paint, this time bringing them up to the sides of Kitto's head. Kitto murmured as he felt the hot wet goo fill and cover his hears, but to his surprise it was tightening so much that the sounds of the outside world muffled and disappeared. The side of his head was black latex, flush with his head. He whimpered a bit at that, surprised.

Hearing his mate whimper, Luré felt a sinking in the pit of his stomach. He wondered briefly what he had done, but then he realized he simply hadn't done enough. Luré reached over, dipping a paw in deep, bringing the glob up before massaging it into Kitto's scalp. The goo bonded with his hair, coating every strand, turning the hairs into rubbery frills, but the more Luré rubbed, the more he felt two bumps starting to form. The rubber thickened and climbed upwards, stiffening. The bumps became wedges and the wedges became triangles. The triangles extended upwards, thin at the edges and thick at the base. Inch by inch the bumps climbed, and slowly Kitto started to be able to hear again.

From the forest of black rubbery hair rose two new rubber wolf ears, sticking up above everything. Kitto inhaled slowly, hearing the sounds of the room return but stronger than ever before. He could hear Luré's heart beating, his breathing, and even the neighbors stirring. His hearing was so much more pronounced. Luré couldn't believe how excited he was getting. He reached for more paint, getting a hand full before he brought it up to Kitto's face. The paint grabbed a hold of the stubble on Kitto's cheeks, sinking around it and anchoring to it before going flat... at least on the surface. Kitto gasped, feeling soft prickles tickling back on his cheek beneath the spreading latex, covering even the patches that had been shaved or hadn't grown in well, filling it all in.

The black goo sloped down his cheeks and across his chin, circling his mouth and connecting to his nose. Without adding any more from the bucket, the latex face cover started to congeal and shift, balancing itself out more and more. The black goo on his nose connected with the latex covering his lips, curving down and outward, leaving a seam up the center. It covered over his temples, connecting to the earless sides of his head and to the strips leaking down from his eyebrows. S the black rubber knit together, it shifted inwards, sliding up his cheek bones before surrounding his eyes. The latex wrapped around his throat and neck, getting a good hold.... Until, at last, his face was entirely covered.

Both Kitto and Luré went silent as they heard the first bone pop... But then there was another, then another. Kitto inhaled sharper, panting and gasping as his jaw began extending forward. At first it felt like the relief that came from popping a finger or even one's neck, but that relief became something more. Kitto's heart was racing faster than ever as he felt his own internal anatomy changing. It wasn't just the latex building up on his chin, he could feel the bone extending as new layers of calcium built outwards and his skin stretched.

Luré watched with widening eyes, looking at his lover's face changing. His jaw was jutting forward, but so too was his nose. The angle beneath the black rubber was becoming flatter as the nose elongated bit by bit. His upper lips contorted and shifted, the black rubber spreading out on its own. It covered his face entirely from his throat to his pointed wolf ears, engulfing everything but his eyes and his mouth... but as Kitto writhed in the strange sensations of changing, even his lips closed. Strings of the black goo shot out, anchoring the top and bottom of the muzzle together before sealing tight.

"Kitto!" Luré exclaimed in shock. Kitto looked to his lover with wide eyes, but soon the black goo slipped down over them like heavy eyelids. The encasement of his head was complete and his body wasn't far behind. Luré had already covered Kitto's chest and legs through haphazard exposure and Kitto's own actions had resulted in his arms being covered. The black goo stretched out and rippled across his skin, covering his shoulders and upper arms, slipping down across his waist and around his shoulders. What had started as body paint was painting itself across the man now.

Luré watched as his boyfriend's body was encased, inch by inch. The black goo crept down his legs and across his ankles, spreading around his heel and down his foot. As his feet were covered, they stretched out longer while remaining narrow, the toenails throbbing and curving into claw like protrusions. It was engulfing him easily and completely, but there was one final bastion of humanity remaining... a long shaft of erect meat jutting out from his groin... but that humanity was under attack as well.

Black strands slipped up over the cock, spiraling like double helixes, shooting out tendrils to one another before it closed the rest of the way over the cock. The encasement throbbed and pulsed, at first in time with Kitto's heart beat before it began swelling, becoming thicker at the base and more pointed at the tip. It grew longer and larger before the very top split out, revealing an inner layer of red latex that glistened brightly. The rubber sheath pulled back, retracting to the base of the rod without more delay.

The last of the goo sealed up over Kitto's body before hardening into a monochromatic black rubber shell. The latex seemed to dry, losing much of its shiny qualities, becoming more opaque... but as it dried, it started to develop other features as well... features far more familiar to Luré. Creases and lines began to etch into the rubber, running down the spine before angling out like circuitry, stopping in recessed rings with islands of rubber in the middle.

The patterns covered Kitto's spine and the backsides of his arms, creeping down his legs before looping around his waist. More complex, ribbed strips of patterns formed down his forearms, alternating deep and shallow panels. The patterns spread down his legs, terminating before his naturalistic paws, blending technology and nature into a seamless whole. It was clear that the paint had become one of the Lycan suits, the protective suits they wore... but it was incomplete.

Luré was afraid, afraid of what had happened to his lover, of it all being his fault, but he watched in silent anticipation as details formed on Kitto's wolf ears and new creases formed around his eyes. Behind his head the rubber shifted into a coiled tube, letting one long latex braid drop down behind his head. On his face, the rubber shifted before it opened up, revealing solid gleaming purple eyes. The eyes blinked and the muzzle began to stretch and tug. The rubber looked less willing to release, but eventually it parted and revealed a long, narrow maw full of wolf teeth and a thick tongue.

"Kitto?" Luré whispered hopefully. A grin crossed the wide alien muzzle.

"Luré...." Kitto replied before he leaned forward, tilting his head. Luré gasped as he felt sharp fangs slide over his cheeks, but as that tongue plunged into his mouth he felt at peace again. He knew that kiss, he knew that love. It had not been tampered with. Kitto was still himself... and with that revelation, the fear melted away to leave just excitement. Kitto kissed his boyfriend's face messily, but as excited as he was, he knew it wasn't over yet.

Once more that black paw dipped into the can of latex body paint, scraping the bottom, gathering up the precious remains of what was left. As they kissed, Kitto brought his paw forward and began his work. The goo was spread over Luré's cheeks, connecting to what was already there. He spread it inch by inch, covering as much as he could before he felt it start to take hold on its own.

Luré was so caught up in the kiss that he hadn't realized at first. The living white too was starting to move itself, spreading out faster than Kitto could manage. It followed the contours of his cheeks, his jaw, his throat and spread further. Kitto's arms lowered, bringing the slime to new places as well.

The intensity of the kiss was intoxicating to Luré. It became his whole world. He let slip from his mind that he was being coated, that he was in bed, that anything out of the ordinary was happening. He only felt Kitto, there with him, embracing him... and then he felt those paws on his hips, so strange and yet so right at the same time. He felt his hips being tipped back and upwards, exposing his ass as the white latex coated it, pulling the cheeks apart, exposing the cleft.

Kitto brought his red rubbery cock between the cheeks, rubbing them up and down before he felt a soft little indentation - an indentation that seemed to stretch as he pushed against it. Kitto brought more pressure and force and soon the latex stretched around his cock like a condom, allowing him into Luré. Luré arched his back and tried to let out a moan, but the moan was muffled as white rubber coated his lips and filled his mouth, covering his teeth and tongue... and then came the throbbing that Luré had always imagined.

Each pump of his heart seemed to push energy into his change, fueling it and spurring it on. His mouth elongated, the teeth pushing more distantly from each other before they too started to change. Luré felt his nose ache and twist, tilting and stretching. The canals moved through his nose, the smell of latex becoming more and more powerful. Luré opened his eyes just long enough to go cross eyed, watching his snout elongate before his face. He soon tilted his head more, sliding his growing muzzle against Kitto's, locking their mouths together like interlocking pieces of a puzzle, lycan tongues tangling between.

They kissed deeply and Kitto pushed forward, feeling an inch of his cock enter Luré, then another and then a third. It felt amazing coated in rubber, especially since it made Luré tighter, but on the other hand it felt even better. It was as if it was skin on skin. Kitto could feel every bump, every twist, every texture inside his lover and Luré lost no detail on Kitto's cock. It was almost as if the suit was letting all positive sensations through but masking the negative ones.

Luré moaned more and more into the kiss, starting to clench his ass. He tightened it around the cock probing into his depths, shifting and writhing. It all felt so right, but it also felt like there was too much going on. As Kitto started pushing in, something else started pushing out. The thrusts pumped into the white latex clad young man and a protrusion emerged from his tailbone, curving down and to one side, out of the way of the invading cock. The tail lengthened and thickened, shimmering in the white rubber. It was a perfect context to Kitto's black covering.

While Luré had gotten caught up in the sex, feeling Kitto reach down deeper toward his prostate, the rubber coating had wasted no time. It spread over his arms, his legs, his ankles and feet. It crept across his chest and back, spiraling up his neck, connecting with the head piece. Rubber swept into Luré's ears, covering and muffling them, pressing them so tight they went numb. Moments of pure, absolute silence passed before his ears started to sense again, but now from their new position on the top of his head.

The pointed white ears rose above his mane of hair, every inch of him covered... except for his eyes. The rubber pooled up around the edges before blinding him. Luré gasped at that, feeling strange and yet not too out of place. He knew Kitto was right there with him, ensuring everything and watching over him. Luré lay there, feeling his eyes tingling and aching, the pain growing number while his eyes almost twitched. The sensations were strange and penetrating, climbing back onto his optic nerve, but then his eyes snapped open. At first all he could see was blue, but the image cleared... and it wasn't an organic image. It was enhanced. There was tracking information, heat signatures, electromagnetic waves. He could see it all, but he could see Kitto right there was well. Luré blinked and focused on the natural image and the rest fell away like background noise, fading almost into obscurity.

Luré blinked more and more, amazed at how comfortable his eyes... and the rest of him felt. His muscles felt oddly relaxed, his skin downy soft, his fingers flexed and ready. He felt amazing.... And he felt so amazing that it was enough to distract him from the kissing, at least for a moment. Luré glanced at his arm as it develop the circuit like patterns, the rubber deforming and hardening, taking on its final shape. He was taken aback at the majesty of it all, but as perfect as it was, the human part of Luré wanted more. He reached over to the bucket and sunk his paw in, but the claws met metal on the bottom. He stroked his fingers around, finding nothing. The huge can had been depleted.

Kitto pulled Luré's hand out of the bucket, lifting it up to lick and slurp at the white rubbery fingers, sucking on each digit before letting them slide form his mouth. Between that intimacy and being so deep, Kitto tilted his head back. The black wolf panted, groaned, moaned and then let out a very inhuman and all to instinctive howl as he reached climax with his lover. His fat red cock pulsed and throbbed before the very tip opened up and his seed was released. At first it was milky and white, naturally human, but the load thickened and turned almost pearlescent, taking on a more latex quality to itself. Kitto moaned as he dumped into Luré, feeling his cock throb far longer than it ever had before. The orgasm lasted for minutes and Luré was there to take it all in.

Despite the coating, he felt the hot seed trickle into and down his ass, coiling into him, building one more pleasure. The heat and pressure filled Luré so much that his prostate became more stimulated, the juices massaged with the presence of the huge cock. Luré squirmed and moaned before at last he let out a howl of his own, his cock pulsing as he unleashed his pearly seed all over his boyfriends chest. The cum splattered messily, first on the latex and then dribbling down onto the bed... but the lovers didn't care. They felt amazing. They felt well matched, equaled, perfect and free. They felt healthy and content, as if they had just woken up to a band new form of life. They weren't human anymore, they were Lycans... and they had cracked just what that meant... but as amazing as that all was, they had done so without losing each other. That was the true accomplishment.

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The sex had been glorious, the transformation amazing and the after-glow splendid. Luré and Kitto had remained connected and mounted for hours. The night had trickled away and dawn had come crawling in, sending long beams of light across the apartment floor. It was in that dawn of the new day that the two pulled apart and rose to their feet, padding off to the bathroom. Kitto pushed the door open, though he paused in the doorway.

Looking back at him was the reflection of a solid black rubber wolf with purple eyes. Soon a solid white wolf peeked up over his shoulders, blue glowing eyes gazing in curiously. Kitto grinned, the rubber molding to his muzzle perfectly. He reached back to ruffle Luré's hair affectionately before entering the rest of the way, standing before the sink, looking at their reflections. Luré followed after, standing hip to hip with him.

"I always wondered what the inside of a Lycan looked like... I mean, beneath their suit." Kitto replied.

"Never going to be a more perfect time to find out." Luré replied with joy, reaching up to stroke Kitto's back. The black wolf gazed at his reflection for a long moment.

"But how do we open these things up?" Kitto asked. Luré hesitated.

"Maybe it's like... Uh... will power?" He asked. Kitto closed his eyes and focused hard, but the suit remained in place. After a long moment he opened his eyes and shook his head. Luré looked down at his arms and the patterns that were there, trying to decide hat to make of them. While the patterns were as unique as snowflakes to each suit, there were commonalities.

He brought one paw up, tracing his claws along the panels on his arms before pressing one rubbery mass. In his vision alien script appeared, but somewhere in the back of his mind he recognized it as the word aquatic. Luré cringed at that and tried another panel, finding words for desert, toxic, jungle and then finally home. Luré took a deep breath, wondering what would happen. He pressed the uppermost panel tighter and closed his eyes.

The etched lines in the suit went deeper, becoming seams that segmented the entire outfit. The rubber began retracting quickly, pulling back and down, folding into itself. The rubber rushed toward Luré's waist, revealing his body beneath - a body quite unlike what had been there before. As the white rubber wolf head pulled back, Luré's hair was revealed... no longer blond, it had darkened to a pitch black mop of hair hanging between lighter carbon colored ears. The grayish black ears were blended perfectly into the fur that covered the wolf's nose and cheeks as well as his neck and sides.

As the white suit disappeared, pulling itself into an impossibly narrow strip of latex around his waist, more and more of Luré's furry body was exposed to the open air. His underbelly was lighter than the rest of his body, almost seeming silver by contrast to the black and carbon. Similar light colored swirls spiraled across his back in intense, enigmatic patterns. In simple contrast, the carbon fur covered all of Luré's legs and most of his tail, though the light silver manifested at the tip of his tail again.

Luré slowly opened icy blue eyes and looked at his reflection, gasping in surprise. The solid white suit seemed completely contrary to how he truly looked. If anything, he seemed like some sort of gothic or emo wolf beneath, suited for the night and to be bathed in the moonlight. The organic quality of it all was amazing. He was a living, breathing wolf man... Well, at least living. He hadn't tried breathing yet.

The black wolf inhaled sharply, taking in the air of what had been his native home. While he could smell everything in their apartment more distinctively than before, he felt no cramps or tightness, no allergic reaction. It seemed that Lycans could survive in their environment fine without the suits... They simply chose not to. Luré felt relieved at that, knowing that he wasn't going to die so soon after the most amazing gift he had ever received... but his curiosity was getting to him.

"Now you!" Luré said hopefully, but his words were lost on the glowing purple eyes of the black rubber clad wolf before him. Once more Kitto's red rubber cock was growing stiff as he looked at his partner from head to tow.

"You are so... damn hot!" Kitto whispered, "I can't believe how lucky I am. I mean... That fur, that tail, woof!" Kitto growled, taken away. Luré blushed a bit beneath his fur, shrugging.

"Well I bet you're even more amazing... but we won't know for sure until you show." Luré commented. Kitto smirked at that, knowing that the playful, kind and eager lover he had fallen in love with was perfectly alright.

"Well, here goes then." Kitto said, moving his paw to tap on the arm panel where Luré had given it a try. Just as it had on his partner, Kitto's rubber suit began to contract and shrink. The seams were the first to open, revealing little slices o the wolf before... but the pattern that was emerging was more exotic than the idea of alien wolves.

While some black fur became visible beneath the rubber suit, it was in the minority. For every black stripe that became visible, it was surrounded by masses of a bright violet colored fur. The stripes covered Kitto's back, his arms, his neck, even his tail. The black rubber pulled back and down, letting Kitto's purple ears free, but as the panel slipped around his head and retracted from the long braid down the back... it exposed something unexpected; brown hair.

"Oh wow..." Luré whispered, reaching over to pet the long braid. Luré's own hair had darkened, some of its length sacrificed, but Kitto's hair had grown out longer than before, cultivated into a perfect plait. The contrast was incredible, the brown standing out on the purple with ease. Kitto blinked a bit and looked at his reflection, realizing his eyes were still the rich hazel with the green ring. The eyes, the windows to their souls, had remained unchanged.

"Wow..." Kitto replied finally, in agreement with his boyfriend, his fiancé. He turned and looked at Luré, gazing into his eyes before he leaned forward. Luré tilted his head and opened his muzzle, slipping into a lycan kiss with ease. Their tongues wrestled with practiced grace and the two embraced fully, feeling every hair on their face shift back and forth, their fur brushing together.

Kitto soon deepened the embrace, wrapping his muscled purple and black arms around his emo wolf, pulling him in tight. They felt the heat of each other's bodies, the thump of their hearts, the throb of their cocks. It all felt right, it all felt perfect... in fact Kitto almost felt surprised they hadn't done it sooner. They had been in love for so long and now they had the rest of their lives to spend with each other, exploring the possibilities hand in hand. It was magnificent...

"I love you so very, very, very much." Kitto whispered. Luré smiled warmly at that, looking up into Kitto's eyes.

"And I love you, completely and without reservation." Luré whispered. Kitto smiled at that, taking a deep breath.

"Luré... I pledge myself to you, now and in all things. In sickness and in health, in defeat and victory, in poorness and prosperity. I will be steadfast, I will be by your side, I will always love you." Kitto whispered, "Will you marry me?" he asked. Luré smiled even brighter at that.

"I pledge myself to you, in all things from now and forever. In sickness and in health, in loss and victory, in poorness and prosperity. I will be loyal, I will be by your side, I will always love you." Luré whispered back, "and I do marry you." Luré replied. The words impacted Kitto so much that his hazel eyes glistened with moisture, the tears leaking down into his fur as he felt such joy.

The purple wolf clung to his lover, moving to lick his nose and chin before melding back into another tight kiss. Their tongues wrestled, their nostrils flared and their tails swung behind them. They were no longer human, but they had held the most precious gift of humanity deep in their hearts. The two were just as love as they ever had been, perhaps even more so, and it was all at the dawn of a very new life for them both.