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[section,expanded=⮚ Naga Drone (Male) (+Story) ⮘ by Riggedreded on FurAffinity]
Commission for 🦊"Vayrax":https://www.furaffinity.net/user/vayrax

"All the other variations":https://www.furaffinity.nethttps://www.furaffinity.net/view/58294006/

Wished to try something new with this one by adding and writing a quick little story to the mix... Enjoy and let me know if you liked it! ^^

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“Man, why’m I always the one sent on these scouting missions…” You grumble to yourself as you stumble through narrow cave paths.

You’ve been trudging through this cave system for a while now, your team was sent out to explore a few missing persons reports and noise complaints around this area. Course though as expected, your team had other ideas once reaching the area, rather wanting to lounge around, do nothing, and report back than actually spending time exploring and investigating.

You’ve lost track of time how long you’ve actually been in here. The watch you always wore broke after tripping against the bumpy terrain. Not your finest work…

But rather than just giving up, you feel like you're at the cusp, the deeper you get into the cave, you start noticing patterns in the walls… as if they’ve been chiseled or molded out. Strands of what appears to be rubber and goo squeaking and dripping to no end against the hard stone floor. Despite it all, you continue to go deeper, curiosity and intrigue holding the best of you.

Deeper and deeper you go… the walls and the floors continue to become more and more viscous. Then all of the sudden…

SQUEAK! SqrrrrrrkkkkrrCCrrrkk…

You pause in your footsteps at the sounds trying to pinpoint the noise. It sounded almost like a slither but… as if it was rubber being grinded against rubber… Ahead you start to see an eye… a singular purple eye… staring at you. And before you even had a chance to consider your next option

SPLAT!

A Large blob of rubber drips down right onto your shoulder. The hefty weight of it all, makes your knees buckle as you're brought down on one knee. It’s cold to the touch… way too cold as it warms itself against your body. You feel it slowly dripping, wrapping your arm at a slow and methodical pace… squeezing each part it encovers in itself.

“W-WHA-?! N-NO!!” You yelp trying to ignore the fact that it feels unnaturally snug, as you try to tear the goo off your arm, only for it to latch onto your other.

Trying to slow the spread, you attempt to desperately move, escaping the vicinity of the rubber only to find that the excess that’s dripping down from your arm has managed to wrap around your knees and legs… melting all the clothing and gear in between, adhering to your lower body, climbing upwards, and in doing so, causes you to fall over pinning you down.

You try to get up, lifting your fully coated arms off the ground, but as you attempt to, you shudder and yelp, as you feel the cold goo wrap around your cock, which you’ve only realized has start to grow hard from the intimate breaches. It strokes and slathers more of itself upon it before giving it a tight squeeze. You let out an uncontrollable moan at the sensation but it only greatens as you feel your rear filled just as well, a loud PLAP heard accordingly. The undeniable sensations aching your mind… your body, causing you to buckle and squirm as the goo continues its corruption. Just when you feel like you're on that verge… you're right there… You feel the rubber around your crotch starts to thicken, molding itself into a plump sphere… a nulge. Your climax, robbed from you, as that’s all you can think of at the moment.

You want it… you need it. You don’t care what it takes… everything feels too good… the goo hugging and caressing every part of your body….squeezing and teasing you… You want it to fully take you… whatever it needs, you give…

The goo at this point has already creeped up and coated your entire body… your legs brought together as they’re helped to be molded into a long Naga tail. Your nulge throbbing constantly keeping you on verge…

You let out another moan… however as you do so, your mouth gets plugged instantly.

Goo tendrils form from your neck up plugging it in an instant as it travels deep down… as it does so, you feel the rubber slowly coating the remainder of your head… the last visible thing you see being that one purple eye… still staring at you as you complete your transformation before your world gets enwrapped in rubber and darkness, sealed smoothly away…

How long has it been? Minutes… hours… days of pure bliss? It matters not to you as you slowly rise… your vision clearing up in tinted purple. You look upon yourself as you creak and squeak taking in your new appreance. Slick and shiny, with a long rubbery plated naga tail as your lower half, twin black horns rising behind your hood in black and gold, webbed purple hands with furthur white plating all the way up to your shoulders.  Shuddering still, having not yet become fully accustomed to your new self… You feel a sense of purpose. A purpose to serve… To serve your queen.

And being reminded of doing so, you also remember you have a team to get back to... A team to share your newfound gift with~

Good Naga~
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