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Neil and Renzyl continued to walk through the hall of the frat house, the human occasionally looking at the huge demon dragon by his side. He still couldn't believe that he had summoned such a creature for a Halloween/end of mid-terms party, but there they were as they entered into the kitchen. He had already seen a token of the creature's power when he had turned to video-game addicted frat-brothers into lizardmen, something that had he had secretly enjoyed watching as the two television hogs finally got some consequence for their action. The fact that Renzyl wielded such power was a bit frightening, but both he and the book had stated that as long as he remained in control nothing bad would happen to him, a thought that caused him to grip the rubbery leash connected to the demon's collar even tighter.

"So this is the kitchen, nothing fancy." Neil said as he gestured out at the countertops filled with snacks and drinks, as well as a rather portly junior that had just pulled out a fresh batch of Halloween-themed cookies. "This is Yuri, he's an exchange student from Russia. Loves to cook, I don't think he's left the kitchen except for classes and special events."

"A chef, you say?" Renzyl replied as the other frat brother turned and looked at him, which almost caused the startled male to drop the tray. "My brother Jerkah loves cooking too, boy the things he comes up with... he make almost anything absolutely delicious. From the looks of the spread here you seem to have a bit of talent yourself Yuri."

"Ah... yes... thank you." Yuri replied, his initial apprehension at the appearance of the demon fading away at the smooth, kind words the creature spoke. Even though he had been in the kitchen most of the day getting ready he had heard that the others had summoned some sort of demonic entity. Although he had initially thought it a joke the sight of the tall demon before him instantly washed away his doubt. "I love to cook and love to eat, I only wish that I could do things like this back home... and perhaps have the will-power to not eat so many of my creations."

Renzyl just nodded as his clawed fingers picked up a snack and popped it into his mouth. "I can see how it would be hard for you to resist." He replied as he chewed. "Perhaps you just need something else to substitute for it instead." The two continued to talk a bit before Yuri said that he needed to continue to work in order to make sure all the food would get done and both Neil and Renzyl nodded before the left.

"That poor guy." Neil commented as he looked back while they walked. "He's really shy and I think he has a poor body image, which is why he cooks for nearly everyone in the frat house. Not to mention he's in there all alone because he doesn't want to ask anyone to assist him, wouldn't be surprise if he eats a lot of that food himself before the night is out."

"Oh, I don't know about that Master." Renzyl replied with a smug grin. "Perhaps with a little... demonic intervention you could not only help him have a fun night but also give him a memory that will continue to inspire him."

Neil stopped and mulled over the demon's words carefully. He quickly realized that he did have the power to make some positive changes in one of his friend's lives. "I would like it if we could help him, but how?" He asked.

"You just leave that to me Master, if what I gathered from him is true this should be quite interesting. I've been wanting to try something that I learned from Jerkah for quite some time." Renzyl replied with a wink as he took a bite from another parcel of food he had taken from the counter. "Shall we go watch?"

As Yuri stirred one of several large pots on the stove he looked down at the swirling liquid and contemplated his most recent encounter. The demon was amazing, from his ripped physique to the way it held itself the creature just exuded masculinity and control, something countered only by the collar and leash that was held by his frat brother. Ever since he had gotten to the house he had wondered if spending the year in America was the right thing, especially since his overweight nature was even more apparent in the culture here. Several times throughout the year he had wanted to ask some of his more physically fit friends if they could help him, but every time his shyness and insecurity would cause him to shy away.

A ding from a nearby timer signaled to him that the caramel he had been stirring was finished and he dipped a candy thermometer into it to double check. When it appeared the temperature was in range he took the pot off the heat and set it aside to cool a little before he dipped the various treats he had prepared beforehand into it. As the delicious smell wafted up from the viscous brown liquid he found he was unable to help himself and dipped a finger into it. The taste was just as good as the smell as he put the candy-laden finger in his mouth, though he immediately regretted it as he immediately began to crave more of the stuff.

Yuri tried to put the thought of a second taste out of his mind as he tried to wipe the residue of the sweet coating off his hand, only to find it had begun to stick to his hand even more. "Ugh, should have used a spoon, what was I thinking?" He muttered to himself as he went to the sink to wash up. After about a minute of washing though he strangely found that the sticky substance hadn't gone away, in fact it had spread even worse and had gotten all over both his hands in the process. "What kind of caramel is this?"

When he turned back towards the large pot he immediately felt another strong pang hit him, but instead of it being hunger it was pure want for another taste of the sweet substance. Inexorably he found himself drawn to the caramel once more and this time he scooped an entire handful of the semi-solid candy and slurped it up with his lips. The taste exploded in his mouth unlike anything he had ever tasted before and before he knew it he had dipped both hands in to bring more of it to his mouth. He enjoyed the taste so much that he didn't notice his caramel covered hands were completely coated up to his wrist in the substance and had begun to defy gravity to crawl up his forearms while he ate.

After several large gulps Yuri finally had to stop to take a breath, panting slightly as he braced himself on the edges of the pot. By this time he had eaten nearly an eighth of the caramel and though he couldn't see it the effects of the strange candy had started to become apparent. The fat that had come from a lifetime of overeating had started to shift and melt away in direct defiance to the amount of candy he ate, the rather short man groaning slightly as his clothes began to tighten on his altering frame. The greatest effect seemed to be on his mouth, which had the same coating of caramel as his hands as his teeth began to grow sharp and his tongue thinned before a thin split appeared on the tip of it.

"More..." Yuri said, unable to stop himself before he leaned in and dunked his head into the sweet liquid. His taller height made it easier as he gulped down as much of it as he could, his throat bulging with the amount as the caramel that splashed on it spread and became scale-like. While his head was underneath the surface his body began to spasm with the increased rapacity of the transformation, his shirt ripping as his chest and arms bulged outward as liquid seemed to slosh under his skin until it solidified into solid muscle. At the same time his pants had actually fallen off due to the rapid weight loss and revealed hardened leg and calf muscle, though the shapes looked off as his knees went straight before the bone structure seemed to disappear all-together. His underwear had also joined his pants and freed the thick cock underneath that had also grown in size but tapered slightly in shape.

Suddenly Yuri pulled his head out of the half-finished pot of caramel with a sharp gasp, though it no longer looked like the human head that had gone in. The male's face and nose had merged into a short, reptilian muzzle and all of his hair as well as his ears had disappeared under a thick, scale-textured layer of caramel. Even his eyes had completely changed, the normal pupils and white replaced with a solid caramel color save for two slit pupils that looked around as he caught his breath. Even though he had eaten more than he ever had his entire life it wasn't nearly enough, nor was it getting into him fast enough as he grabbed the handles and lifted the pot up over his head with his newfound strength.

As he tipped the thick caramel into his maw the contents shifted out rapidly, most of his going into his new snake mouth but quite a bit ran down his head and down his chest. It quickly covered his huge pecs and washboard abs before it slid down to his legs, coating those as well in an even thicker layer of the substance as the last of the contents of the pot were drained away. Suddenly Yuri felt himself lose his balance and he fell forward, the now empty metal container clanged away from him as he caught himself with his new powerful, caramel-colored scaly arms. As he tried to pull himself up again his legs quickly stuck to each other, the remainder of the candy flowed into the gap and smoothed it out before it flowed past his feet until he had a serpentine body that nearly went around the entire counter.

While Yuri recovered from his sudden transformation he found that the hunger he had felt, though no longer directed at the candy that had disappeared down his gullet, had not abated. It took a few minutes for him to get used to using his thick coil muscles but soon found himself looking over the counters once more, his eyes glanced at all the treats that he had made previous to his new form. Unlike the candy none of it looked that appetizing to him, even another set of caramel style candy he had made a batch of before the transformative one he ate. As he continued to ponder his predicament he suddenly heard noise at one of the kitchen's doors that caused him to quickly duck down behind the counter once more.

After a few seconds the source of the noise became apparent, another frat brother named Bryce had gone into the kitchen and began to mull about the snack foods. Yuri slowly slithered around to see the other male and a very real pang of hunger once more came over him. His reptilian eyes looked over the guy's form as he hid, his tongue flickering out as he found the lithe muscles and tanned skin very appealing. Luckily he knew about this particular frat bro and would find him to the particularly appetizing snack...

Bryce continued to munch on the appetizers and dip that had been laid out once he had seen that no one was there to see him eat, unaware of the shadow of the creature that loomed behind him. The caramel-colored scales of the naga glistened in the light as Yuri slinked silently behind the other male. The human was clad in a pair of workout clothes, the naga could taste the sweat rolling off his body as he got close enough. Once he was within range he struck as fast as lightning around his prey.

Bryce let out a gasp as he suddenly felt something wrap around his body, before he could even shout the air was squeezed out of his lunges by a very powerful force. All he could do was stand there as whatever had caught him slithered around his body. When the creature finally came face to face with him he was shocked to find himself staring into the golden eyes of a naga. "Hello Bryce." It said with a smooth, seductive hiss that Yuri never had before.

"Y-yuri?" Bryce finally managed to say once he was given enough slack to take a breath to speak. "What's going on?"

"It's feeding time." Yuri said with a fanged grin. "I've slaved away and prepared food for your party, now it's time you do the same. Luckily I happen to know that you have a fondness for the serpentine, so you'll be perfect."

Bryce was unable to comprehend what the strange creature was saying until it finally clicked in his mind, remembering that their frat hosted an exotic naga from... somewhere for the semester. He was also aware of his race's unusual feeding habits, as well as their lack of physical boundaries when it came to who they saw as 'prey'. Luckily for Yuri he happened to be studying herpetology, though for some reason he thought it was political science before, and indeed had a certain likeability to the reptilian persuasion. The fact he had an anthroized version of his passion only made things better, especially as his erection pushed against the thick coils. It was strange, he hadn't thought of his friend, or really any male, in a sexual light but something about the snake's body rubbing against him was intensely erotic.

By the time he snapped out of his introspection Bryce realized that the amorous caramel-scaled creature had stripped him of his clothing and had begun to coil around his naked body. Even though he knew what was coming and that he would come out of it unharmed there was still a thrill about the inherent danger in being in the embrace of such a creature. Once Yuri had pinned the human's hands and legs together he maneuvered himself around until they were face to face, Bryce stared into the naga's eyes as his muzzle darted forward into a kiss. He could taste the serpent's sweet saliva as the thin tongue pushed passed his lips.

"Are you... sure we should be doing this here?" Bryce managed to ask once their lips parted. "We're out in the open."

"Oh hush, you know only the foolhardy come in here when it's feeding time." Yuri replied, his sharp teeth nipped at the human's flesh as he felt those coils shift and slide on his slick skin. "Plus I still have loads to prepare for, we do have a demon in the house after all, I expect the turnout to be quite large. In fact... I could use someone who'd be dedicated to helping me."

Bryce shuddered as he realized what the naga meant. While Yuri was about to just feed on his energies, mostly sexual, while his body was wrapped around his own human form, what the naga alluded was a rare ability his kind had. Yuri's kind could swallow a creature whole and, with a bit of additional energy, transform another creature into not only a naga but a devoted servant of the one who transformed him. While he had heard of them using it on other creatures he didn't think that such a technique could be used on a human... until now.

"Don't worry, we're both going to enjoy this very much." Once more Yuri pressed his lips against the human's face, but this time instead of the same kiss that they had shared before the snake creature opened his mouth wide and engulfed nearly the entirety of his head. At the same time Bryce felt another pressure against his body, this time though it was his backside as he felt something tapered slide between his cheeks. The human let out a muffled groan as his body, already rendered sensitive by the pleasurable touch of the naga's scales, writhed in the embrace of thick coils as his head was surrounded by sweet, syrupy saliva.

Bryce was surrounded in darkness as he felt his body get engulfed by the warmth of Yuri's maw. At first he was worried that he might suffocate, but as his shoulders bulged out the naga's throat he found only a tingling warmth in his lungs rather than the burning panic that comes with suffocation. The enticing flavor of caramel seemed ever-present on his tongue as Yuri lifted up his body and allowed gravity to slide him down faster. Anyone that would have entered the kitchen at that point would have seen the human's outline in the scaly flesh with a pair of legs and a very erect cock sticking out of the snake's maw still. That large lump in Yuri's throat shuddered as he wrapped his thin, prehensile tongue around the stiff flesh and rubbed against it a few times before it slid in with the rest of the human.

Yuri let out a sigh of contentment as he felt the feet of the human slide down his throat. The pleasurable haze of the energy he siphoned was nothing compared to the lust of the consumed human, and he knew it would only get better from here. He looked around the kitchen before his eyes settled on his target, a rather large jar of marshmallow paste that he didn't need anymore. His hands cradled the very large bulge in his stomach as he slithered towards the counter, then began to greedily lap up the sweet substance. Almost immediately the sugary energy began to flood his system, and more importantly the body inside him as he stroked his erect serpentine cock.

Meanwhile Bryce felt his body spasm as he felt a strange tingle penetrate his body, his own maleness rubbing against the naga's insides as his flesh started to harden. In the darkness all he could do was feel as his spine stretched, his already pressed together legs seemed to constrict even further. The scales spread between the knit flesh of his legs as they stretched out longer and longer. Even though he knew what he was becoming he began to feel anxious as his head flattened and elongated out until it matched the serpent who devoured him. While his lower body smoothed out into a tubular shape his already fairly well-developed upper body bulked up even more, he could feel the hard scale spread across his back and chest as he involuntarily flexed his new arm muscles and began to slither inside his cocoon from the heat and passion of his transformation.

Meanwhile Yuri continued to idly stroke his distended stomach as he stirred a pot of thick chocolate, his eyes focused on the slightly bubbling liquid until one of his kitchen times dinged. "Finally!" The naga hissed as the creature inside him pushed out his stomach scales, his latest creation as eager as he was. Once more the caramel-colored serpent stretched his mouth open wide, except this time his throat bulged from inside first and traveled upwards. He gripped the counters as tight as he could as a second snake head appeared inside of the maw of the first one before it began to slither out into the air. The scales of the new naga were a creamy white as Yuri rooted his hands in his maw and helped pop Bryce's shoulders out, the rest quickly sliding out once the other male was free.

"There we are, how are we feeling my little mallow naga?" Yuri asked with a grin, the other snake creature beaming with happiness as he explored his new form which caused him to chuckle. "We'll have plenty of time to break in your new form later, right now I need you to check those pumpkin muffins out while I grab more flour."

"Yes sir!" Bryce replied, the two serpents giving each other a deep kiss before they slithered over each other to do their respective tasks.

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A few minutes after they had watched two of the frat turn into nagas Neil brought him a balcony that overlooked the point of Renzyl's initial summoning. "So that's the whole tour, what do you think?" Neil asked as he and the demon both looked over the railing of the second floor balcony and watched the newer pledges put up the remaining decorations for the party.

"Not bad." Renzyl replied simply. "Certainly one of the more... 'homey' places that I've been summoned in. Everyone always thinks that such a thing has to be done in the middle of the woods or a dark cave or basement dungeon, this is one of the first times I've been summoned into a living room. One with a large group of non-demon worshippers as well, not sure whether you knew of the potential risks and decided to do it anyway or if all of you were oblivious to the mortal danger you could have been in."

Neil's eyes went wide when his brain processed exactly what the demon meant, but before he could say anything in response he felt the large, rubbery hand pat him on the back and clasp his shoulder. "But you didn't just summon me here to wax philosophical and show me around your house." Renzyl stated as he leaned in close and whispered into his ear. "Why don't we have a little bit of real fun before this party gets started, shall we? I think I have something that's right up your alley."

"What... what do you mean?" Neil asked before Renzyl stood up and motioned for him to follow. While he felt like it was a bit dangerous to let the demon take the lead he still had the leash, which continued to thrum with the tingle of power as they walked down the corridor. It wasn't long before they stood in front of a doorway at the end of the hallway which was slightly larger than the others. "This is the chapter president's room, I don't think Vance would like it if we were in there while he was down at the party."

"Would he now?" Renzyl replied with a grin as he twisted the knob and let the door swing open. "I suppose that would be true... if he was downstairs." Neil gasped as he saw the most powerful member of their fraternity on his side in his bed, his arms bound together behind his back by rubber straps and his legs spread apart with a similarly textured leg bar that spread his legs apart. The only other articles of clothes he had on was a skimpy rubber thong that strained to hold his erection in as well as a gimp hood that only had a pair of nose holes on his head.

"What the hell?" Neil asked as he put his hand to his forehead. "Renzyl, why did you bind him with all this stuff?"

"It's his stuff!" The demon dragon exclaimed with a broad smile. "You see, I've often found that those who are in positions of power often find the greatest sexual pleasure when that power is taken away from them. Your 'chapter president' has had more than one female, as well as male, companion in here that's used those items and more on him. I just made sure that he was trussed up so that your choice can be made easier without all those moral complications in the way."

"Wait, my choice?" Neil backtracked slightly. "What choice?"

"Why, what you're going to do to him of course." Renzyl replied, which caused Neil to take a step back. "I can sense the underlying dominance in you, the want to control others, if I hadn't then I would not have answered your call in the first place." The demon then shrugged and sat down in a nearby chair. "If I was mistaken though then all you have to do is order me to let him go, or do it yourself, and we can pretend that this didn't happen. Or I can even erase your minds so that it doesn't ruin the rest of the night, but in the end the choice is up to you."

For a second Neil was about to give the knee-jerk reaction of telling the demon to untie the other male and erase his memory, but once again he felt his resolve to do what he believed was the right thing faltered once again. While he would never indulge in something like this, he thought to himself, who was he to deny someone something that they enjoyed. It was very obvious the restrained male enjoyed his predicament and as his eyes flashed from the rubber clad member to the similarly-textured demon next to him he got an idea that would be more than a fair compromise to everyone.

"I don't want to take advantage of him in this position." Neil said before he turned to Renzyl. "I want you to do it. He likes being submissive while still retaining power, so I want you to make him the strongest creature you can while he continues to crave being your plaything."

The glow in Renzyl's eyes seemed to intensify as he took in the commands, the small flicker of a smile played at the corner of his rubber lips before his head turned back to Vance. "Well, if that's a command then I don't see how I can refuse." He said with a playful shrug of his shoulders. "Of course if he becomes my... plaything, as you so aptly described it, which means that by proxy he's going to be yours as well since I am currently your slave. Is that something that you are alright with, master?"

"Sure, why not." Neil replied as nonchalantly as possible. He could tell by the demon dragon's sneer that he wasn't fooling anyone, especially not with the tent that he sported in his pants. Even though the act itself didn't excite him too much the thought of seeing his Chapter President get an absolutely infernal reaming caused shivers to go down his spine. He began to wonder if perhaps he did enjoy the sexual aspect a little more than he allowed himself to believe, more than once he had caught himself licking his lips as he watched Renzyl climb on the bed.

Renzyl gave a glance to his voyeuristic master as he watched the human begin to rub his pants, and the demon couldn't help but snicker as the lust became as apparent on his face as it was on the male beneath him. He could feel Vance tremble as he grabbed the human by the hips and forced his ass even higher in the air, which was just level with his groin as his demonic length slid out from the slit on his groin and against him. It was an excited tremble though, Renzyl could sense only lust and anxiousness from the being below him as he teased his rubber fingers along the toned muscles of the human's sides. As slick, black pre began to leak out of his drooling cock Renzyl watched as the liquid latex began to spread out along the tanned flash.

"Oh, I know you're going to like this." Renzyl cooed as he stroked Vance's face, who could only let out a muffled groan of approval as the black synthetic material began to slide past the tight ring of muscle of his hole. The slick material was better lube than anything any human could produce and the rubber demon was happy to enhance his partner's pleasure in any way. "I'd say sit back and enjoy the ride but you're in little position to do anything else."

Neil pulled up a chair as he watched his demon massage and rub every inch of Vance's body. The latex creature leaned down and began to drag his tongue along the human's back, leaving a trail of black ooze behind it as the skin beneath it visibly quivered. The lines began to form a pattern as the rubber shifted color to a pearlescent blue, even after the demon finished his oral ministrations the synthetic substance continued to spread out into the pattern. Despite his previous statements Neil had to adjust the crotch of his pants more than once as he watched the black rubber dragon begin to hover over the restrained male's form with his groin pressed against the exposed hole.

Renzyl's inhuman cock already began to leak a thick, black substance as the tip smeared it against Vance's ass. Even though the muzzle everyone in the room could hear the tied-down male scream for the demon to stop teasing him and do it. In the back of his mind Neil wondered if his frat brother had wanted something like this to happen from the beginning, or if it was possibly the reason why he allowed him to summon such a creature in the first place. Either way it appeared he got his wish, the two muscular males both shuddering in lust as he finally pushed the head of his cock into the human's hole.

There was nothing but pure bliss on the human's face as Neil watched each rubbery ridge slide into the stretched hole. With each passing centimeter the black ooze of Renzyl's demonic liquid rubber began to coat his butt cheeks. The dragon paused with each ridge as he wrapped his clawed latex hand around the human's cock while the other pressed against his chest for more leverage. The demon lifted his muscular legs out of the crux of the human's spread open ones, and as the rubber began to spread down Neil could see why. The synthetic material began to coat over the steel spreader bar it began to melt and bend while more of it that flowed over his groin began to stitch the gap between his legs together.

At first Neil thought that Renzyl was going to create another naga, but as the thick substance continued to climb over the human's back while the demon's rod slid in and out of him he saw that it had begun to spread and melt into the restraints around the human's arms. Vance let out a moan as Neil watched the rubber merge with itself and completely coat over the arm brace with a layer of shiny black scales. As the latex reached his shoulders the outline of the frat leader's arms grew less and less, until it was completely indistinguishable from the rest of his new serpentine form. The transforming human didn't seem to realize or mind the loss of his appendages, instead it only seemed to spur him on even more as he bucked his coils against Renzyl's groin to get the thick member deeper inside him.

"Why don't you put that new body to the test, my pet?" Renzyl cooed as he swung his leg over the completely snake-like body beneath him, only Vance's head and neck still human though that quickly began to change as well. Upon the demon dragon's prompting Vance tried to twist his new form around, though it was clumsy at first Renzyl made sure that the transformed human didn't fall off the bed nor leave his new reptilian vent unfilled with his cock. Just as the black rubber reached his head Vance managed to wrap a coil around the other creature's waist, which firmly mashed the throbbing cock inside him and caused both males to groan. As he managed to loop another coil Vance was suddenly surprised by a pair of hands against his head, Renzyl grabbing him and pushing him into a deep embrace as the human's face was assimilated by the wave of synthetic substance.

Niel found himself stroking his own member more than once at the sight, watching as Vance's rubber face disappeared under a serpentine muzzle. Strangely his newfound maw grew out several flaps that the human managed to identify as restraint straps, which were proven when Renzyl broke the kiss and grabbed several to bind the rubber snake's muzzle in place. "There you go, a very powerful form that is completely helpless on its own." Renzyl replied as he snapped his fingers, the nearly twelve-foot long snake slinking off the dragon's form and into a pile of its own latex coils. "I think you'd find him completely subservient to your every desires, or perhaps there is something that you were thinking of next?"

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Chaz came back to the room he shared with Neil and peeked inside to see if his roommate and their new infernal companion was still there. When he found the room vacant he sighed and went over to his bed after he tossed his book bag filled with art supplies onto his desk. For the past few hours he had been updating their decorations in order to better fit with their new main attraction and though it was something he liked to do the creative process left him drained. He thought about sliding into bed and taking a quick breather from the festivities, but when he did he let out a small yelp of pain as he felt his back bump into the sharp corner of something hidden under his bedsheets.

When he pulled back the comforter he saw a polished black box that sat there innocently in the middle of his bed along with a piece of paper that stuck out of the handle. He recognized it instantly as an art supply box, most likely for several different mediums, but it was far too expensive to be his. As he carefully picked up the box and placed it on his nightstand he pulled out the paper and read it. The font looked similar to the pages of the demonology book that had summoned the rubber demon in the first place, but the paper itself was from one of his sketch books.

"You seemed very interested in the 'true forms' that hide within all humans." He read out loud. "I'm not surprised, seeing how you are the artistic type. Here's a little gift that I hope will sate your curiosity that I got from the brother I told you about, I know you will use it wisely. Sincerely, Renzyl."

Chaz put the note down and ran his hand over the smooth surface of the box, his fingers slid over the rubber and caused a shudder to run down his spine. He didn't know what spurred the hellish entity to give him such a gift, especially when he opened it and found a set of brilliantly colored implements. It was so colorful it almost looked unrealistic as the pigments shined brightly in the light. He closed the box and grabbed his sketchbook, eager to find something to use his new art supplies.

As he walked out into the hallway he found his subject much quicker then he thought as he felt a large hand grab his shoulder. He spun around to see Sabin, the biggest of their frat, looking at him with his steely eyes. "So are we doing this now or what?" He asked Chaz, who looked at him in slight confusion that the bigger male seemed to pick up on. "You asked me to model for you because you needed a live model for your portfolio."

Chaz continued to look at Sabin in question, though now it was more because he searched his own mind for answers. Had he asked Sabin to model for him? He did have a number of projects that he still had to complete before the year was out and one of them could have been a live model assignment. After a few moments he knew that even if he didn't remember scheduling something it wouldn't take long for him to complete the task. Plus he knew Sabin wasn't available much and he wouldn't have another opportunity to have an impressive specimen grace his sketchbook.

"Sure, let's go to your room." Chaz said before they walked back to Sabin's room. "I hope I'm not going to delay you from the festivities. You have a costume to put on or something?"

"Yeah, that was part of the reason you wanted me to do this for you." Sabin replied dismissively as he began to take off his shirt, which caused Chaz's eyes to widen before he asked what he was doing. "You know I'm going as Tarzan, right? What's the point of polishing the guns if you don't take every advantage to show them off?"

Chaz just nodded and opened the art supply box, the familiar smell of paint and charcoal mixed with the scent of rubber from the box itself. After he was done admiring his new supplies he looked back up and was shocked to see the other male completely naked, his perfect posterior exposed for him before Sabin pulled up the loincloth and covered it with the leopard print fur. Even though he could no longer see it the image of the hard muscle of those cheeks continued to haunt him as he looked down at the blank sheet of paper to try and reorient himself. As he looked between his model and the canvas an idea began to come to him, something he had never would have thought of before now.

"You know, your loincloth is inspiring me." Chaz commented as he took out a pencil to trace. "I remember that Tarzan always fought that one leopard, I think the name was Sabor... which is a lot like Sabin. Why don't you go ahead in a ferocious, predatory stance, with your arms out like you have claws?"

"Whatever man, you're the artist." Sabin replied dismissively as he got into the pose. "Just don't do anything freaky."

Chaz just grinned and continued to draw, the image in his mind fluidly transferred himself down his arm and onto the paper. At first he had started with a sketch of Sabin's form, making sure to outline his impressive musculature in his initial drawing. Once he had gotten his initial sketch finished he moved onto the meat of the work, making record time while still not losing any quality. In fact his bare bones had gotten even better than before as he moved onto a different set of drawing tools.

"Is this going to take a whole lot longer?" Sabin asked as he itched his abdomen, Chaz merely shaking his head as he began to ink in the lines. Unbeknownst to either male the treasure trail of hair that had led down to the muscular model's groin had grown thicker as Chaz continued to draw. As it grew fuller and spread further over his abdomen the normally dark hair started to grow lighter, save for several areas that patterned into several spots. The same effect seemed to happen over the normally smooth thighs of the male, as though the loincloth had started to infect the skin around it with fur.

"Hold on, I want to hurry this up." Sabin said as he began to fiddle with the leather straps that held the leopard hide to his crotch. "Have to get naked sometime, since you need a nude model after all."

Chaz shook his head again as Sabin untied the string of the leather loincloth, knowing something wasn't right about this. Nude models were only organized by the school and no teacher would ever make their art students seek out one on their own. He realized that it was the demon at work, he had clouded his friend's mind and had almost done the same to you in some bid to have a bit of fun at their own expense. Although the more he thought about it the more other things began to click into place as well, the note, the gifts, and what Renzyl had told him about finding the true self of others. Perhaps Sabin modeling for him with his new art supplies was some sort of thanks for summoning the demon in the first place?

A soft thud made Chaz snap out of his thought process and his jaw nearly dropped at what he saw. If he hadn't been sure that the demon was at work before he knew it now as he saw the plump, slightly barbed feline cock and crop of similarly colored fur around it. As he watched Sabin continue to scratch and massage the area it was clear he had no clue that something was out of the ordinary, or if he did he no longer cared. When Chaz looked down at his own drawing he realized that it was how he had started to draw him in the first place, even the outline of the cock was there like the loincloth didn't even exist. Once more Sabin settled back down on the bed, this time in a more seductive pose then before, though as Chaz set down to draw again he wondered if he knew he was doing it.

As time continued on and he finished his inking he could hear a rumble come from the bed where Sabin set. Chaz looked up to see that the fur had continued to spread as Sabin's cock started to grow erect, no doubt helped by the hand that stroked it as blunt claws began to grow out from his fingernails. "Hey, didn't Tarzan have another animal companion besides Sabor?" Sabin asked as his eyes, which had grown an amber color, flickered over to the door with a predatory grin. "Why don't we make this a little more fun?"

Before Chaz could say anything Sabin leapt out of the bed with inhuman agility and darted over towards the open door. Chaz hadn't even realized the door was open as the transforming human reached out and pulled someone inside. He quickly realized it was Tyrell, one of the other frat brothers that played football with him. The other man was built just as well as Sabin was, and as Chaz continued to watch in shock the naked, half-furred male hugged his friend close.

"We're going to need that leonine form of yours for Chaz's art project." Sabin explained as he began to undo the jacket the other guy. "Why don't you go ahead and 'bare all' while Chaz draws you in, I can think of some poses that we can do to help motivate you."

Chaz had to bite his lip to keep from saying anything as he saw his formerly straight friends lean in close for a kiss. At first he thought that Tyrell was about to push the amorous teammate away, but then the artist noticed his facial features slacken slightly and his eyes glazed over before he seemed to shake it off and pushed in to connect their lips. As soon as they opened their mouths and their tongues twined around each other they both began to take off the new male's clothes. "Hurry the hell up Jad." Sabin growled as he tore away the t-shirt with a set of black claws that had sprouted from his fingernails.

"Seriously, how hard is it to say my name properly?" Jad replied with a growl of his own, his teeth sharpening into into fangs as he dropped his underwear and revealed his own equally feline member. "It's Jad-bal-ja, get it right Sabor or pay the price."

"That's quite the threat, Jad." Sabor provoked, only to let out a cry of surprise as he was pushed forcefully against the bed and pinned down by his wrists.

"Looks like I'm going to have to show you whose king of the jungle here." Jad replied as Chaz could only sit there and watch the homo-erotic display, the two changing men's bodies rubbed together as they engaged in another kiss. By now he had started on a whole new sheet of paper and began to draw as he wondered in the back of his mind if they even realized they weren't using the right names for each other anymore... or where they? "Hey Chaz, you don't mind if I drill this cat while you draw, do you?"

Chaz swallowed hard and shook his head, Jad's fierce grin growing even wider as his hair started to grow down his face and around his neck while his face started to push outwards to accompany his new teeth. He scooted his body forward and grabbed Sabor by the back of his head, whose ears had begun to migrate to the top of his head as his lips were spread by the tip of Jad's cock. Almost immediately Sabor's mouth began to lick and suck on the throbbing member as tawny fur began to blossom out over Jad's groin, covering his swelling sack that bounced against Sabor's changing face. Sabor moaned as his nose turned black and fur radiated from it while it pushed out into a proper feline muzzle, stretched out with each stroke of the thick cock that pushed against his throat until it was roughly removed from him.

Sabor was unceremoniously flipped over by the stronger male and held there once more, Sabor trying to hide his own smile of anticipation as his tail grew out over the spotted fur of his exposed butt cheeks. As Jad lowered his spit-slickened member into the other feline's hole he suddenly grunted, his own tail growing out as the changes seemed to accelerate over the bodies. Both mutated males let out cries of joy as the flesh of the lion-man's tool plunged into the tailhole of the male beneath him, Sabor biting a pillow to keep from screaming as the two impressive furry specimens began to fuck in earnest. The anthro lion dug his fingers into the bed below them as he thrusted his hips hard and fast into the anthro leopard below him, after only a few minutes their muscled bodies tensed and they shot their loads at the same time.

Meanwhile Chaz watched with his sketchbook covering his face as Sabor came hard against the sheets of the bed, several jets of yellowish cum staining them before the two males collapsed on one another. The artist could hear them both purring in contentment as he quietly put the utensils away and put the completed picture of their transformed states on the bed next to them. He had to resist petting their fur as he tip-toed out of the room, he didn't want to get pulled into whatever demonic magic they had on them even though he wasn't drawing anymore. Once he was safely away from the room he turned out the lights and ran down the hall, unaware that in the open doorframe two sets of glowing eyes floated in the darkness...