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this art was made as a collab with fitzjolt featuring my axolotl underwearcritter character olo and their dragonshark character ember

their story can be found here

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Package from Cow Holdings

Ember was worried that morning. It had been two weeks since she had heard from Suzy. She limited her time with social media, sure, but two weeks wasn't common at all. She had disappeared for a while when she was stressed out but she always told her she was doing that. Ember looked at her phone and still no trace of Suzy. Her Telegram said she was last seen two weeks ago.

She walked outside and sat in her chair, thinking about what she could do. The splashing of pool water distracted her. "Olo, could you tone it down, hun?"

Olo peeked his head above the water of Ember's pool. Ever since she installed it, he came over all the time just to swim. It suited her fine but sometimes he was very loud. "Sorry, Ember." He looked at her with his cute, blank, Axolotl face, devoid of any emotion. He climbed out of the pool, his underwear sopping wet. He couldn't help it though; they were part of his body. A small price to pay if you like being an underwear critter and an aquatic creature. He looked at her, concerned. "Ember ok?" He looked at her but it was hard to tell if he really was.

She looked up at him. She knew he was looking at him, but her vision was better than most peoples. She saw his eyes under his skin, looking at her. "It's Suzy," she said, "I still ain't heard from her." She rested her chin in her hands and thought.

"Cow girl? Big udder? Wear diaper?" He tilted his head, unsure of who she was talking about.

"Yea, that Suzy" she said, distracted. "What could have happened to her?"

"She nice." He sat in the chair next to her. He put his purple and red sock covered hand on her knee, it was still wet. "Will turn up." He always seemed to have a way with words, despite not knowing many at all.

"I hope so. She disappeared weeks ago." She let out a sigh. "Ya'll can go back to swimming, Olo, ya don't gotta be sad on my account." She looked at her phone again, looking through Discord servers they shared. None of their mutual friends had heard from her either.

Olo wrapped her in a wet hug, his wet socks slapping her back. "It ok."

ding dong

They both perked their heads up. "Olo get bell!" He ran through the back door, his wet socks slapping against the patio floor. Usually she'd let him relax, but she was in a mood, so why not let him be nice?

Olo reached the front door and looked around. "Hollo?" There was no one there, no one except a box on the mat. "OOOOOOOOOH!" Olo had never received a package. Blinded with delight he opened the box. BANG As soon as he ripped open the box, he was hit in the face with something. Something wet. Something goopy. He scraped whatever it was from his blank face and looked at what was on his hands. It was black, viscous, and incredibly sticky. It would likely stick to his socks if he didn't clean them immediately.

He didn't have a chance to. Before he could head to a sink, the goop on his hands started to spread down his arm. "Eww." He didn't panic though; he didn't know what was good from bad at all. He walked to the bathroom, cool as a cucumber, and turned on the sink. Hot water didn't do anything to it, cold water didn't either. When he tried to wash it with soap and water, it only made it shinier and he thought that was pretty neat. He watched it take over his whole right arm and tried to shine it with the soap. By this point, his arms and shoulders were covered in the goop, but it was shiny! "I show Ember. She think it cool!"

He walked down the stairs and went to show Ember what she had gotten in the mail, not knowing that the goop was slowly working its way down his chest. "Ember! Ember!" He called to her before he reached the door.

Meanwhile Ember was sitting in her chair, having a pity party. She didn't know where Suzy was or how to even start looking for her. She had no leads, no one else knew where she ran off to, and even then, Suzy lived hundreds of miles away. She perked her ears up when she heard Olo calling her. "What is it, hun?"

"You have package." Olo walked through the back door and onto the patio, his body covered from the waist up in goo. His head was the only exception.

"What in the hell?" She jumped up from her seat in alarm, her wings lifting her a foot off the ground for a second. "Olo, what the heck did you get into?"

"Your package." He said happily, unaware of the goo moving further down his body.

"Well, whoever sent," she stuck her arm out lost for words, "THAT to me has the wrong address!" She dared to walk closer to Olo, his entire torso covered now. You couldn't hardly tell that he was an underwear critter anymore, the socks on his arms and his underwear, that were part of his body, were completely covered and hidden from sight. She inspected this goop that covered her friend. It seemed to be constantly multiplying. It kept working its way down to his thighs.

"It fine." Olo said. He was sniffing the goop that now covered his hands. He sniffed it, then ripped off a chunk of the goopy coating. The goop fixed itself, as if there never was a hole in the first place. He flicked it away; it went off course and landed on Ember's sandal. She did not notice this; she was too worried about Olo.

She sighed. She touched it, it felt smooth. She pushed into it with her claws. "Rubbery." It sprang back and showed no sign of her touching it or poking it with her claw. It hit her. "That's latex. I heard about this on the news." She flipped through her phone and found the story.

Canines in Latex Zentai Suits found in public park. Fetishists or TikTok challenge?
It showed three canine looking people covered from head to toe in black suite, reflecting the camera flash.

She showed Olo the screen, he looked at it with a discerning eye. "They wear same thing." He looked down, his feet were now totally covered. "Look, you too."

Ember looked down at herself. Where Olo had tossed the piece of the latex he had ripped off, it was now beginning to cover her foot. "Oh, lord." She raised her foot and tried to shake it off. No luck.

"Ember?" Olo was alarmed. The latex began covering his face while she was trying to get the latex of her foot. It had already covered his neck and was starting to cover his head. "It covering me head." Now he was alarmed.

Ember stopped her kicking. "Oh no!" She ran for Olo, and tried to pry the latex off. She managed to rip chunks off, but like when Olo ripped off a piece from his suit, it grew back. There was no use, it had covered Olo's head completely, even leaving his gills intact. "Olo! OLO!"

"I ok." He stood there, motionless, like he was in a trance.

"You sure?"

Olo paused before he answered this question. "Yes, I am sure."

That was not ok. That was the first complete sentence she had ever heard Olo speak. Something was completely wrong. "What did this latex do to you?"

"Nothing. It has shown me many things." The latex covering Olo's face began to ripple. A wide, toothy smile appeared where his mouth used to be, a single white line with dimples. White ovals phased into view on Olo's face, white ovals with a black triangle cut out of the bottom right corner. Cartoonish in every way. For the first time in his life, he had a visible face.

"It has shown me the way to perfection." His stomach began to ripple now. From the latex emerged what looked like a cow udder. Emerging from the latex like it was rising out of the water. It was big too, almost as big as Suzy's. Was that a coincidence? The udder began to expand, get fatter. It was as large as a Little Caesars pizza now, and for Olo that was pretty big.

"Perfection in mind and body." His whole body quivered, like she was looking at a mirage. His whole body began to thicken. His thighs, usually slim and gangly, grew and grew. It wasn't long until they were rubbing together. His ass wasn't far behind, inflating as if he hooked up a bicycle pump to them. Each cheek growing until they were as large as those hoochies on the internet. A cow tail began to sprout from his tailbone, peeking through the diaper, the hairy tip replaced with a teardrop shape of latex.

To Olo's amazement, he felt his chest tingle. He raised his hands and felt his chest. They were beginning to expand. The flat chest he previously had was beginning to balloon outward, only small lumps now. He pinched the protruding lumps as they expanded and grew, soon becoming a fine pair of B cup breasts. He felt them, squeezing them fondling them, cupping them. This did not stop his breasts from inflating though, they were now DDs, and showed no sign of stopping.

Ember looked at this scene in horror. She tried to back away, but something stopped her. She looked down at her feet, the latex that was stuck to her foot was now up to her thigh and kept her in place, as if it had a mind of its own. She heard Olo let out a loud moan and looked up to see. His, more like her, tits were now a humungous J cup, somehow staying upright and not sagging down to her waist. Black horns peeked out from the top of his head, about three inches tall. Her feet morphed into hooves and she grew two inches because of it. They were, of course, covered in latex, but they were solid as regular hooves.

The latex wasn't done with Olo yet. The latex around her groin expanded, puffed up, forming what Ember clearly recognized as a diaper. She'd worn plenty of diapers in her time but she had never seen one like this. It was gigantic, almost like if she wore five of her diapers at once. It puffed up and left Olo's thighs barely visible. Her udder was still perfectly visible though.

Ember looked at what became of her friend. Whoever sent her that package wanted her droned, but Olo got it first. Olo became a drone instead of her. She remembered the latex that was working up her leg and checked its progress. It had made its way up to her waist, and starting down the other leg. She still couldn't get away because the latex covering her leg had her pinned to the ground.

"Soon you shall join us. Serve the good doctor." Olo stepped towards Ember menacingly despite that cartoonish face. There was a small waddle in her step thanks to the diaper. She pushed her over, her leg still clinging to the spot. Now on her butt, Olo grabbed her head and forced her towards her udder. Grabbing the back of her head with one hand and squeezing one of her teats with the other, she slowly pushed her towards her teat, eager to share her milk with her.

"No! Get away from me!" She tried her hardest to resist Olo, but Olo was so strong now. She couldn't fight the latex hand that was forcing her towards her udder. Olo squirted some milk onto her face, some of it landed into her mouth. It was thick and goopy like the latex was, but it tasted like her favorite candy. "Wait a second." Her brain was fooled, it wanted to try more. She got to her knees and willingly went to Olo's teat to get more. As the sweet milk started rushing down her throat, the faster the latex rushed up her body, the more she wanted to be a latex cow drone. 'It does taste like strawberry candy' she thought to herself as she kept gulping down mouthful after mouthful.

The latex now covered both her legs and up to her midriff. She didn't care though, she kept suckling from Olo's teat. "Yes, Ember. Join us and become a Cow Drone." Olo pet Ember's head, running her latex covered hand through her hair. Ember moaned with pleasure; the milk tasted so good. Her mind was now lost in the pleasure. Her tail was slowly covered in the latex, the amethyst scales to be no longer seen. Voices ran through her head.

Let the latex cover you. You must become a Cow Drone. Assimilate your friends and family.

The latex had worked its way up to her breasts now, coating them and hiding her nipples from sight, never to be seen again. Her stomach was inflating with all the milk she had drank so far, she easily looked a few months pregnant with drone milk. She didn't care though, she wanted more, her new flexible body could take it. She began sucking from Olo's teat with vacuum suction, taking in more milk than before. The latex sped up the assimilation of her body. Her shoulders were now covered and spreading down her arms. Her wings were quickly assimilated, covered with the gooey latex.

Drink more milk. Become the drone you wish to be. Assimilate your friends and family. Serve the doctor.

She watched her hands muscular arms be assimilated by the latex, covering her muscles and work its way down to her wrists. She released her hands from the teats as the latex covered them. Rotating them, observing her new latex beauty. Jet black hands and claws. She went back to sucking Olo's teats, filling her stomach. She felt how large she was now, her stomach as large as a yoga ball. She squished her stomach, feeling the give her milk filled stomach had. She wanted more while her mouth was still uncovered.

All organics must be converted. Males and females alike. All will become Cow Drones.

The latex began to cover her neck. Ember knew her time was short, so she began to suck a different teat, hoping for a larger dose of milk. The latex covered the back of her head, as if to give her time to savor her last drops. Soon her eyes were covered and all went dark, and she released her maw from Olo's teat. A light appeared in front of her, black and white swirls, rotating at a slow speed. Ember's eyes couldn't help but look at them.

Enjoy your assimilation. Serve the doctor. You wish to be a Cow Drone.

Ember stopped suckling at Olo's teats. "I wish to be a Cow Drone."

She felt her draconic muzzle be smothered by the latex. Her body was fully covered now.

Stand. Commencing assimilation.

Ember obeyed, struggling to do so with her milk filled belly, now larger than a beanbag. Her body began to tingle. She felt her thighs, already supple and sexy, grow thicker until they rubbed together. She had never been fat, or chunky, but she would have to come to terms with being thicc. The hypno visor would help with that for sure. She could feel her ass inflating. Her large, tight ass becoming jiggly and wide. Her draconic feet began to shrink, her four digits disappearing and hardening into hooves.

She reached for her breasts, the pleasure was too great not to, searching for her nipples in vain. Feeling them swell in size, she cupped them and felt them grow heavier by the second. Her voluptuous figure was becoming that of a dairy cow, thick and fat in all the right places. Her breasts got heavier and heavier in her hands, becoming G cups. A sharp tingle on her head told her that she was growing her horns. The latex had assimilated hers, and replaced them with stubbier, rounder ones.

Her tail began to shrink and lose its girth, becoming thinner and thinner. The fins on the end of her tail disappeared into the latex and reformed into the teardrop shape, resembling the tuft of fur on the end of a cow's tail. The length of her tail was shorter now, a foot or so, and much thinner than before. Her shark tail was gone.

She longed to reach for her penis and stroke it. Struggling to get past her belly, she found she could not find her penis, the latex had covered in its entirety. Instead, she found a soft, cushy diaper there. The front was latex, like her entire body, but larger than any diaper she had ever worn. She pressed her hand into it, instant pleasure. She tried to find the edge of the diaper to plunge her hand inside, but it was part of her now. Instead, she went back to feeling up the front of the diaper. She searched for her penis from the outside, a bulge or lump of any kind. Even if her dick wasn't covered or assimilated as she feared, there was no way she could find it through all this cushioning.

Her breasts were now a J cup, just like Olo's. The suit was supporting them and preventing them from sagging. This was not an issue though, her filled engorged stomach was supporting them better than the suit could. She reached down with both hands now to pleasure herself with her diaper. It seemed to be an erogenous zone. Her arm grazed something on the way down. She stopped and felt it for herself, an udder. She had grown an udder as well; she didn't notice it grew due to the pleasure that her diaper gave her.

She felt her face tingling. Behind the swirling pattern in front of her, Olo fazed into view. She could see now; her eyes must have developed. Did they look like Olo's? She didn't care. She looked down at herself, she could barely see anything past her engorged belly. Her breasts were sitting on top of her belly despite the suit supporting them. Her smile was emerging now, she felt it on her new face. It emerged from the latex and made itself a permanent installment on her face. Flexing her wings, she folded them in front of herself, they were indeed covered with the black latex.

You now serve the doctor. Your designation number is E-7543

"I am Cow Drone number E-7543.," Ember repeated in a flat voice, "I must assimilate organics."

Olo stepped forward to Ember, "I am Cow Drone O-5269, I must assimilate organics."

Ember placed her hand on Olo's diaper, pressing her hand into it and squeezing. "We must commence final assimilation protocols."

Olo's moaned loudly. "Yes, we must wish sync final assimilation protocols."

Ember pushed Olo to the ground and stood above her. She knelt and sat on her face. Leaning forward, she pressed her face into Olo's diaper. As she did, all the milk that was kept in her stomach was pressed into her diaper, inflating it to gigantic size. Her stomach has huge before, but now her diaper has all the mass from her stomach shot into it. The shared pleasure between them was immense and both moaned loudly, Ember's stimulation more immense due to the size of her diaper. Ember reached for her teats as she ground against Olo's face. The pleasure from each other's diapers was unlike any of them had ever felt. Olo followed suit and began to touch her teats.

Milk began to leak from their teats. Ember had yet to feel this pleasure and it made her moan even louder. The milk flowed onto Olo's body, staining her latex body, flowing through her new skin, and finishing the final assimilation process. The milk dyed the latex white and left black spots, covering their body. Olo also shot her milk onto Ember's body and marked her body with her milk. It spread around her body, to her legs, arms, and patterning her wings. Excess milk drained into their latex diapers, inflating them further and increasing their pleasure.

"I wish to cum." Olo said to Ember.

"I too wish to cum."

Their diapers kept inflating with the excess milk flowing through their bodies. They were as large as their bodies and growing. They panted and moaned louder, nearing climax. Ember's wings stretched to their full length in response.

"Commencing cumming!" They both came at the same time. Their diapers inflated at a rapid rate. They could have curled into their own diapers three times over now. The latex popped and their diapers exploded, sending milk, liquid latex, and globs of their latex bodies all around Ember's yard. Ember sat there in top of Olo. They were both breathing heavily.

Assimilation complete. Cow Drone E-7543, begin assimilation of organics.

Ember rose from the ground, Olo rose as well.

"Begin assimilation of organics" they both said in unison. Their diapers began to reform as they strode into the house through the back door. They had a plan: send latex bombs to their friends and family.