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The Latex Drug Part 1 Sponsored by SiennatheValoinx By Draconicon

"Hey, you wanna buy a bit of L?"

Sienna blinked at the hissing voice behind her, the Valoinx turning her head. The fin-eared woman looked down the alley, blinking into the darkness. Her tail twitched, too, fin cutting a figure-eight as she leaned against the brick edge of the nearby building.

"Hello? Did someone say something?"

"Yeah. Me."

A figure leaned out of the shadows, a black-furred feline judging by the shape of the ears and muzzle. He smiled at her, holding up a little plastic bag with five black pills in it. They looked like gel-caps, but they moved slightly as they were held, too.

"You wanna buy some L or not, girl?"

"L, huh?"

Sienna shivered as she looked at the baggy, hiding a smile. So cute. He thought that she was poor enough to have to get that off the street.

True, the Valoinx might have been dressed a bit cheap, a bit rubbish. Her jeans had holes along the thighs, and they were cut-off at the knee, and her t-shirt was definitely ripped and torn in different places, but that was just part of the look. Even the dark lavender, thicker fur that ran down the back of her head like hair had been intentionally ruffled up, making her look 'cheap' compared to how she usually dressed.

"Nah. I'll pass."

"Come on, you look like a girl that wants a good time. You buy one of these, you can give your Johns a real good time."

Assuming she was a prostitute should have been rather offensive, but Sienna had been planning on a naughty night, anyway. And she was more focused on staying confident than she was on listening to what this butt-head had to say, anyway.

"I'm on my way to a club, jerk."

Okay, maybe it was a bit more offensive than she thought. But not by much.

"I'll get my L there."

"...fucking legalizing my shit..."

The cat disappeared back down the alley, probably hoping to catch someone else with the same offer later. She wouldn't be surprised if there was some poor sap that got caught like that at some point; there were always people that thought that the street stuff would be better, stronger than the L that you got at the legitimate dealers. Or at the club, as she was going to do.

Getting back on the sidewalk, the Valoinx resumed her street down the street. After crossing the next street, she wasn't alone anymore, and Sienna joined the crowd heading for the big club down on the corner. There was going to be a line, for sure, but that was fine. She could deal with that.

She got in line behind a couple of Dobermans, the big dogs standing arm in arm with one another. They were dressed in a pair of leather harnesses, and she could see that they were already half-ready for the party. A shimmering black ran down along their arms, and it wasn't just a pair of gloves to be worn.

They're on L already.

A little giggle threatened to break past her lips, and she clicked her muzzle to keep it back in her throat. She knew that it was a nervous sound, something that wanted to get out and show just how out of it she was, how nervous she'd become. If she started giggling now, she'd completely lose control, and then she'd need to try again a different night when the security guards asked her to step out of line and stop scaring other people.

It'd happened before. She wanted to be here, wanted to go in and just...lose control for a while, but it was still a bit scary. After all, what if there was someone she knew in there?

Sienna knew that the L would take care of that, that it would make her feel better and keep her disguised at the same time, but that didn't help the what-if machine in her brain. It kept pumping out bad situation after bad situation, telling her how this was a bad idea and exactly what sort of horrible things would happen if she went through with it. What if people started getting too rough? What if she was wrong about what she wanted? What if, what if, what if?

The bad thoughts got so strong that she had to be shoved forward by a rat behind her, and she almost knocked one of the dogs ahead of her out of the way. Sienna smiled nervously in apology, and the dog grinned back at her. His teeth were stained black, and she saw the glimmer of light reflecting off the strangely smooth, soft stuff before he closed his mouth again.

A shiver ran down her spine as she imagined how that would feel to her.

The longer she stood in line, the more aware she was of the L-users that were around her. Nobody had gone the full route just yet, taking enough to be completely affected by it, but she imagined that when she got into the Black Hood, she'd see a few.

Even though it was legal now, most people didn't have the courage to take L if they were going to be out in the open for long. It was known too much as the whore's drug, as the sort of thing that would be used to get a customer for some rather illegal deeds. That, or something used for a more...personal need.

It's legal now, though. They tested it, they fixed it, they made it good, she thought as she followed the line further forward. And I can get into it tonight. I can get into it without anyone knowing it's me.

That was what Sienna kept telling herself, at least. Another step, then another, and another. Finally, the Dobermans were let in, and the bouncer - a yellow-and-white-furred male with a ruff of white spikes around his neck - looked her over. He was a slender man, but had a nicely pointed muzzle, and almost seemed to hum with energy. One of the Crossers, she imagined; they seemed to come from everywhere, either shifting through on their journey somewhere else or sticking around in muscle jobs.

"ID?" he asked with a slight purr in his voice.

"Yeah. Here you go," she said, pulling her card from her pants' pocket.

He took it in a black paw, and she saw that it was affected by L the same as the Dobermans' had been. Even his claws were blunted with it, his fingers unnaturally smooth as he stroked her hand. It blunted the feeling of electricity coming off him, too, making things feel a bit better, at least.

He looked at her ID, then her, then her ID again, before nodding and passing it back.

"That'll do. Locker room for the ladies on the right as soon as you go through the door. You'll find the L dispensary for you right by the door."

"Why do you need a locker room?"

"All the clothes stay there. You play in the Black Hood, all you wear is L."

"Ah-uh-huh. I-I see."

Oh, she saw, alright. And her pussy was already getting a bit wet in anticipation of that sort of fun.

"Anything else I need to know?"

"Just have fun, and only take as much L as you can handle. You take too much, and you'll have to walk home with the consequences."

Sienna nodded. She was pretty sure she knew how much she could handle already, and if not...well, she could figure it out.

Tucking her ID back in her pocket - she hadn't brought her wallet or purse, wanting to keep things simple - she stepped inside. The black hallways were almost as dark as the L she'd seen on other people, and she wondered if it was the same thing. Probably not. Coating a building in latex would be almost prohibitively expensive, even for the people that sold this stuff.

She kept her hand on the wall, following it to the disguised door. The hallway didn't let her forward into the main part of the club, probably so that nobody could get in without going through the locker rooms. She found the knob, took a deep breath, and then opened it.

As soon as she stepped inside, she could hear the low-level moans and laughter and even a shriek here and there of other women getting 'changed.' She couldn't help but stare around the lines of lockers, hardly believing that she was already turning into a peeping tom, but unable to help herself.

Throughout the locker room were women in various stages of undress, and many of them were already under the effects of a bit of L. She spotted one elephant woman whose breasts were slowly turning black, the nipples rising up a bit more as if they were hard beneath a layer of clothing. The blackness spread down the elephant's chest, running down her stomach and then over her hips. She was still in the process of taking off her panties, but Sienna imagined that the other woman was going to have a black pussy before too long.

Further down a different aisle, she saw an orange-and-black-furred canine woman, another Crosser - an Arcanine, she believed the species was called back on its world - and she was spreading her legs wide, the blackness crawling out of her pussy and slowly sealing it off. It bubbled out from her depths, forming a sort of semi-solid 'lake' in the bed that was her sex, and then spread out through her fur and her flesh. The lips and clit of her pussy were still there, but the actual hole had been plugged, giving her an imitation of a chastity belt.

There were dozens more examples of how the L that people were taking were affecting their bodies, but she forced herself to look away. She could already feel her arousal and anxiety fighting each other, and she didn't need to start freaking out by imagining what the L would do to her body.

Or what one she'd need to take, for that matter.

The dispensary was right where the bouncer said it would be, and it was staffed by a white mouse woman who was dressed in particularly skimpy black latex.

No, not dressed, she realized after a closer look. The latex was a result of more L, growing out of her skin and replacing it, giving her flesh the appearance of being covered without actually being hidden. Her breasts, small as they were, only looked like they were supported by a black bra, and her pussy was actually fully on display. Sienna stared for a few seconds before the mouse cleared her throat.

"Sorry. It's just...first time seeing people like this."

"Excited already?" the mouse asked with a chuckle.

"That, and terrified."

"Don't worry. It's not that hard to deal with."

"Easy for you to say. You might as well be naked."

"Well, that's my choice. The less of it you change, the more control you have, you know?"

"...What do you mean?"

"Oh, wow, you weren't kidding. You're really one of the first-timers, aren't you?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Yeah, now that you're talking." The mouse smiled, pulling herself up and sitting on the dispensary counter. "Ever taken L before?"

"Only in fantasy."

"Then good thing you talked to me. Basically, we have several types of L, and each one does something different. There's the kind that I'm taking, which basically turns your skin to latex in specific places, and that's Conversion L. Then there's the stuff that's all moldable, which lets you change how you look, that's the Mutagenic L. And then there's the Drone-L, which I would not recommend for your first time."

"Why not?"

"Because that's the hard stuff. That's what you take if you want to go full-drone, and trust me, you don't want that your first time. You're not ready for something like that just yet."

"Okay...um. I heard there's something called Stimulant-L, too?"

The mouse chuckled, nodding her head. Using her wiry tail, she reached under the dispensary desk, pulling out a smaller bottle.

"There is, but this stuff gets injected after you take the rest of your dose. Otherwise, you can end up with a permanent stimulant effect."

"...Permanent?"

"Yeah, permanent. You ever see those BDSM pornos where the slut's got a vibrator in her pussy and she's cumming her brains out in public because her master's being a complete dick and turning it to full all the time?"

Sienna nodded.

"This is basically that, but on steroids. You put that into your skin, and it'll be years before we can flush all the effects out. You put this into latex, on the other hand, and it goes when the L wears off. Much better, right?"

She nodded, though a part of her wondered what it would be like to have that sort of feeling. It'd definitely kick up her everyday life, that was for sure.

As a permanent thing, though...

As she shivered from the thought alone, the mouse had already moved on, the naked girl sliding her legs out and around the other side of the counter. She leaned forward, her hands folded over her lap, the folds of her pussy just barely visible through the dark latex 'flesh' that she had taken on down there.

"So, what are you looking for tonight?"

"Well, um, can I ask one more question?"

"Sure."

"Um, what did you mean that you wanted more control tonight?"

"That? That's just one of the downsides of L. You see, the more you turn, the longer it takes for you to turn back. You change a hand into a glove, or a foot into a boot, and you can be like that for an hour or so before the L wears off. You change more, it stays there longer. And if you change your whole body, you can end up like that for anywhere from twenty-four hours to a week, depending on your body chemistry.

"And that's saying nothing of the way that it affects your brain. The more that you take, the more your 'real self' comes out."

"Real self? What's that supposed to mean?"

"Hell if I know. The only thing I've figured out is that the more of it you take, the more extreme that you're likely to get. It's like getting drunk, except that you're still completely sober. It's just that you've stopped caring about all the consequences for things anymore."

"..."

"So, I like to keep a bit of a brain in me, so I stop early. But, you know, it's legal, so go as far as you think you can handle."

The mouse gestured at the various different drugs in her dispensary, and Sienna wondered just how far she really dared to go. Now that she was here, she had to actually make a decision, and that was something else that she hadn't actually expected to have to do. She thought that it'd just happen, that she'd get so much L, and then she'd have to take it as she liked through the night. Having to make a decision on it was not part of the plan for the night.

Nevertheless, she knew that she had to try something. She looked it over again, nodding towards the Conversion L.

"I'll take enough of that for a half-body transformation."

"Good choice. Anything else?"

"Um...gimme a little bit of the mutagenic stuff, too. Does that, um..."

She gestured down at her hips, squeezing upwards as if shifting her bodymass. The mouse chuckled.

"Yep. If you take some of that, then your latex body can be molded however you or anyone else wants. Careful with that, though. Sometimes people leave with handprints left behind, and you gotta come back in to get that buffed out."

The idea of someone gripping her hips hard enough to leave a handprint - or anywhere else, for that matter - was immediately both arousing and a little bit intimidating. She gulped under her breath.

"So noted."

"Alright. Here you are. And are you going to be coming back for the stimulation stuff? You can get it on the floor, as well, but that's the only stuff you can get out there."

"I...think I'll wait and see if I like it, first."

"Sure." The mouse nodded. "Let me get that stuff, as well as the conversion paint. You'll want to mark your body where you want the latex to take over."

"Yeah, right. Thanks."

Nodding to herself, the Valoinx looked back at the locker room. She could see a few of the girls grabbing at their hips once the L had taken effect, rubbing their hands along their thighs and their back ends, pushing some things in, pulling other things out. Some of the rounder ones pushed at their bellies, sending the extra weight up and down their bodies to take on different proportions, while some of the skinnier ones actually seemed to push more towards their bellies to get a bit rounder, some even going to the point of being chubby.

It was a weird way to see the world, to realize that one could customize themselves like that. She wondered how she'd see her own ultimate self.

There was a rather 'helpful' mirror next to the dispensary, and she looked at herself with a bit of disdain. It wasn't that she hated her body, not at all. Rather, it was more like...

Well, looking at it, she could see how she could be better. She didn't have quite the boobs or butt that some girls had, and she knew that she would be competing with people that had the big stuff out there in the club. She knew, too, that her body was a bit more on the athletic side, rather than the curvy side, and that might turn a few people off, too.

For all that, her fur was properly groomed for this, even though the L would probably flatten it out a bit. She had a puffy sort of fringe around her neck, almost like a collar of lavender fur, and it darkened along her spine and lightened around her chest and torso. It wasn't a bad look, just...a bit average, really.

She was still shaking her head at herself when the mouse came back, handing over eight small gel pills that were black, and two that were pink.

"The black ones are the Conversion ones, and the pink ones are the Mutagenic ones. Don't mix them up," the mouse said. "And here's the conversion paint."

Sienna took the little white bottle, looking down at it. It looked almost like nail polish, and she cocked her head to the side.

"This tells the L chemicals where you want them to focus. You draw an outline, and the L fills it in when you take them."

"Oh, right. And, uh..."

Gesturing at the Arcanine Crosser - who had rolled onto her back and seemed to be pouring some of the fluid up her ass - Sienna shook her head helplessly. The mouse sighed.

"Yeah, we get a few freaks. It's not supposed to be used like that, but you can do it. I'd suggest that you don't."

"Thanks."

"Just draw around it if you want it covered, or leave a hole in the design if you want to leave it blank and open."

The temptation was there, but she didn't think that she had the daring attitude to go that far just yet. Instead, she just nodded in thanks, made her way to a locker, and stripped down. It was easy enough to get all her clothes off - she was used to being naked at the gym - but this...this was going to be something different, indeed.

She looked down at herself, wondering if she really wanted this. She would be naked as the day she was born once she left the locker room no matter how much L she took. It was just a matter of whether she had the bravery to show herself off that way, or if she would chicken out and go back home after she'd come this far.

Don't you dare.

She had come too far, and she wasn't going to back down now. It was time to finally enjoy herself.

So, before she could lose her nerve, she took the marking fluid and dragged it across her chest. She swept the white line just over her nipples - just through the middle of them, really, for the nip-slip effect - and then down and under her arms. She swept it further and further down, curling the line just under her tail, showing off the very top of her ass crack, and then brought it back up to her chest on the other side.

For the other end of the line, she decided that she might as well go big or go home. She drew the 'hem' of the 'dress' that she was going to wear right at the top of her thighs and along the bottom of her ass. It would swing forward and cover her pussy just enough to look fancy, like a jumpsuit-dress, but it would still cover her pussy and asshole.

It would leave the rest of her blank for now, but she could always expand on it, she felt. It was something that she looked forward to trying.

Okay, that should preserve enough 'modesty' for now...I guess...time for the pills...

The Valoinx took a deep breath, picking up two of the Conversion pills. From what she read, this sort of L had enough punch to transform the entire body within fifteen minutes if you took one pill. Considering that she'd marked herself pretty well, she figured that two would be enough to get it done in about a minute.

She popped the gel pills into her muzzle, swallowing fast. Even as fast as she did it, she still tasted the shell breaking on the way to her throat, and there was a bitter aftertaste as it went down.

Almost immediately, her fur started to heat up from her breasts to her thighs. She coughed, huffing softly, feeling the beginnings of the transformation.

She'd heard that it would be warm, almost like walking into a sunroom or into a greenhouse, but this put that to shame. She was immediately soaked with sweat along that entire length of her body. The fur on her belly immediately darkened and sunk down, almost like it had been showered, and she smelled herself from it, the smell of a hard workout mixing with the smell of her own sex feeling like it was on fire.

In a good way, though, not a bad way. Her nipples hardened, and her breasts felt warm, heavy, pleasant in a way that they hadn't for a long time. Her pussy clenched on nothing, and her clit seemed to be thrusting in and out of its hood.

As her tail went up, she leaned forward against her locker, huffing softly as she tried to hold onto her point and purpose for being here. She was here for a good time. A very good time. She would have that good time. All she had to do was get through this part first.

And that was getting a little tricky, she had to admit. The warmth was just...so strong, and she swore she felt something bubbling just under her skin, running along beneath her flesh and fur. She pressed one hand to her stomach, hoping to settle herself a bit, but as she did, she felt a squelch beneath her palm.

Squelch?

She pulled her hand back, a black ooze following it. It clung to her palm for a moment, then retracted, slapping against her belly.

It's starting. Oh, god, it's starting.

Sienna leaned back, turning around on her bench to face the mirror again. Now that she had a better view, she could see the lines of black that were running beneath her fur, slowly 'sweating' out of her skin to take on a more visible appearance. She huffed, puffed, and groaned as she watched it spread, slowly pulling the fur down, soaking it into her skin and -

No, wait. That wasn't just her fur getting covered. It was being converted. She wasn't oozing out some sort of latex that would grow over her skin and fur. She was being turned into latex. Even as she watched it bubble out of her nipples and then along the rest of her bosom, she could still feel it, still sense it in a way that she shouldn't have been able to. The feeling, the sensation, was so strong that she had to reach up and touch it.

Sienna grabbed at her chest -

"Ah!"

And promptly gasped, thrusting her hips forward and almost falling off the bench. She stared straight ahead, her eyes wide. That...that had been insanely good.

I've never been that sensitive before...

Hesitantly, the Valoinx reached up to her bosom again. She cupped her breasts more gently this time, feeling their weight, their smoothness. God, they had never been this smooth, either, the fur feeling completely gone, replaced by something that was impossibly frictionless. As she ran her fingers over it, as she stroked one finger over her half-transformed nipple, she immediately noticed the difference.

Everything that had been covered in the black was at least twice as sensitive as the flesh around it. The part that was already more sensitive - her nipple, in this case - was at least four times as sensitive as the uncovered bit. The latex must have been pulling all her nerves up, making everything that much stronger.

Oh-ho-ho, I can see how this stuff got such an illegal following...

Not to mention that it was just downright pretty. Not only did it look like it was skintight, showing off details that she was sure hadn't been there before, but it was reflective enough to show the light in the room, to make her look...well, gorgeous.

She smiled at herself, panting softly, spreading her legs as the black started to spread down at her sex, spreading along her pussy like some master painter was drawing it out of her pores, changing her and drawing her. She ran her fingers over her pussy as it changed, as it started to go black and latex-y, and her gasps turned into outright moans as she rubbed it.

"Oh god...oh, FUCK..."

She wanted to hump against her hand, and she really, really wanted to shove her fingers inside as she went so smooth down there. It was an impossible, beautiful feeling, one that she questioned with each passing second, but it was impossible for her to really pull back from it. She could see it happening, knew it was real.

And it felt so good.

The Valoinx moaned under her breath as she went from being naked to having a 'dress' that showed off everything. The blackness completely covered the marked area, though it was darkening up in a few patches as it seemed to convert other areas a bit slower than the rest. Still panting from the transformation, she stood up slowly, turning around to look at herself.

It was gorgeous. She was gorgeous. The black latex - no, her latex skin - clung to her in a wonderful, wonderful way, showing off every inch of her body, making her ass pop in a way that no pants had ever done, and her pussy...

Oh god, her pussy was soaked.

It wasn't just the shine of the latex down there, either, though that definitely helped her looked wetter than usual. No, her body was completely ready for this, eager to be on display. Whatever part of her that had been afraid in line had been shoved right to the back of her head, and she wanted to -

Sienna stopped herself, panting hard as she felt her nipples go harder than ever, her holes clenching in eagerness as she forced herself to calm down and think it through. She was right on the edge of cumming, right at the point of driving herself mad with need, but before she'd taken the pills, she'd been fine. Scared, but fine. Certainly not this sloppy mess that wanted to get out there and just throw caution to the wind.

It took her a moment to remember what the mouse had said. The more of the body that got transformed, the more of a 'true self' came out. Was her true self some sort of wanton slut? She didn't know, but there was certainly a part of her that wanted to party until she forgot about everything else.

Sienna forced herself to take a few deep breaths, to swallow her excitement for a moment. Everything would still be there. She just had to...to calm down a bit.

Even if she did want to feel something slamming in deep. If her pussy felt that good just being exposed, how good would it feel to have something inside of it?

Don't think about that right now.

She still had the Mutagenic L to take, for that matter. Pulling one of the pink pills out, she swallowed it. Almost immediately, she felt a tingle running through her body. Not heated, this time, but more like a mild itch. It faded away quickly, but she couldn't help but notice that she felt a bit...softer than she used to, if that was the right word. It felt like she was squishy, too, and stretchy, and...

I wonder...

Curious, Sienna dragged a finger along her belly. Not hard, just a bit, pushing in with her claw, and -

Like a zipper coming undone, her skin split. She couldn't see inside, but she'd formed a layer, a pocket that was open with latex on either side. She didn't know how to feel about that, but it meant that she had a place to put her other pills. Dropping them inside, she pushed on the top of the pocket, and her 'skin' sealed back up, leaving her with no marks, no damage, nothing but a slight bump there to show where the pills were being kept.

"Wow..."

"Hey, you. Fin-ear."

She turned, looking up at a horse that was looking around the corner. The mare was covered in latex from neck to hoof, and her tail had been twisted, shifted around to have a series of floggers at the end rather than hair.

"Time to go out to the club. You're taking up space."

"Huh? Oh, right. Sorry."

"No worries. Lost in the feeling?"

"Yeah...oh, yeah..."

"Heh, it gets better. Come on. Up you get."

The mare helped her up, and she was suddenly altogether conscious of the way that her body felt. It was bouncy, it was smooth, and above all, it was sensitive. She felt like it was going to change shape - a bigger ass, lower-hanging breasts, something, anything - just from moving around. She wasn't, but everything was so sensitive, so fluid, that she swore that it could happen if she was jerked around too fast.

She walked ever so carefully to the end of the locker room, trying to hold more confidence than she actually felt. After all, she was completely naked, even though the latex made her look dressed. Sienna bit her lip, feeling the urge to run out there and find something fun fighting with the urge to run off back home.

It wasn't until she opened the door that one of them won out.

The Valoinx stared at the cluster of people in the club. It was total debauchery, from men that had their cocks out and throbbing in latex coating to women that were making their breasts bigger than their heads, and vice versa. She could see men and women gathered around the bar in the center of the club, some drinking, some getting stimulants directly added to various parts of their bodies. She saw them fucking, she saw them being led around on leashes, and she saw them partying in groups big and small. There were dancers, there were performers. There were men that grabbed their cocks and turned them into tails or lassoes or more for tricks, and there were women that bounced around on butts that were impossibly large, using them as bouncing balls.

There was no unifying serious theme, no unifying silly theme. This was a place where one took the impossible and turned it into fun, from the inflation rooms off to one side, the massage and bathing rooms to another, and -

"Drone room?" Sienna wondered, staring at the almost-invisible door on the far side of the room. "What's the -"

"Heh. A room for the drones, or those looking to become one."

She turned, her nose bumping into someone's chest. She slowly tilted her head back, then tilted it back a bit more, staring up at a stag that was nearly two feet taller than her before the antlers came into account. He was naked, save for a black pair of armbands and a black jockstrap that did nothing to hide the bulge down there. His muscles rippled as he chuckled, and she almost 'meeped' as he took her hand.

"Charles, ma'am. And how might I address such a sexy lady? Or, if you'd prefer, such a lovely drone-to-be?"

The End