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Chapter 7

Get Into The Pouch or Run?

Run

You weigh your options, and you have no way to know this kangaroo won't trap you. A choice made, you turn to run and see a flash of black before being tackled. The creature grips your arms with tremendous strength and has you pinned. Shaking off the surprise, you gaze up at the shining latex panther above you. Its teeth are bared in its growl. You fear this thing like nothing in your life before; it could kill you right now.

It raises its head and calls out loudly. It's calling the other latex creatures! You struggle with all of your might, but the muscular panther has you pinned. Footsteps approach heavy on the ground. Craning your neck, you spot all of them: the dog, the wolf, the cat, the wasp, the pig, the rabbit, and the alligator. They all grin as they surround you in a crowd, even the kangaroo joins them. Fearing for your life, you start to scream. You call out for someone, anyone to help you. The latex creatures tense up; you may get them found. In an action as swift as the panther's tackle, the panther presses its mouth to yours and sticks its tongue in. You continue to try to scream, but you're completely muffled by the feline lips of the latex panther. Its tongue slides along the entire inside of your mouth until, suddenly, you can't scream anymore.

The panther releases you from the kiss and you try again to scream. Nothing comes out. You feel around for something wrong with your own tongue and only hear squeaks. You begin to panic; your mouth is completely coated with latex! You feel sharper teeth where yours once were, but aside from that, nothing is terribly different. If you escape you can just live as a mute. You continue to struggle and tire yourself out. Meanwhile, the other latex creatures close in on you.

Then, all at once, they pounce on you and tear your clothes off. You kick and struggle, but it doesn't help. You shiver with your dick on the cold pavement. Without your clothes, the latex animals begin to grab you. There are so many of them on you, that you can't even see the rest of your body. Slowly, they all begin to rub you. A cool sensation takes over wherever they touch. They must be coating you in latex! They only grin seductively as they massage your body, filling the area with squeaks. If anyone were to walk down this alley, they'd see a writhing mass of latex animals on the ground, squeaking constantly. You feel your hands and feet expand under the cool latex. You can feel the animals with your new paws. They feel more sensitive, and every squeak sends a short wave of pleasure from where they touch. Unwillingly, your mouth creeps into a smile. You love the feeling of their paws massaging your body; you love the feeling of them licking you all over. However, you remember yourself. You fight the pleasure and try again to struggle out of the mess of latex that you're in. Unfortunately, you only produce more squeaks and more pleasure that weakens you.

You feel the output of latex onto your body increase. This goes on until you feel like you have liquid latex being slowly poured onto you. You feel it being massaged into your hair and consuming your ears, but you can still hear those delightful squeaks. You feel the pleasure increase as they rub and lick more quickly. You still see the panther above you. In your arousal, you give him a seductive smirk, you can feel his penis dangling around your fully erect member, covered in latex. He returns the grin and pours latex over your eyes, and the world goes dark. His strong hands grip your face, and he pulls you into a rough, sloppy, latex filled kiss. He covers your face in latex and pours it down your throat. It slides off of his tongue and slips around your mouth. You return his kiss and your tongues play, squeaking off of each other. At this moment, you feel pure arousal, full bliss, and complete excitement -- the likes of which you've never fully known. You know that your entire body is latex and that it's taking a definitive shape. Thoughts of feeling this more, being latex, pouring yourself into people, making more latex animals fill your mind. Your excitement mounts during the rubbing and kissing and anticipation, and you blow your last human load.

All of the latex animals get off and step back, now. You pant, recovering from the orgasm. You feel their latex shaping you, sculpting your body. You open your eyes and look down to see that you're becoming...

What Are You Becoming?

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