You get in position behind him, ready to push, but one last thought creeps into your mind. This is your friend. He isn't your lab rat to experiment on; he's a human being. You've known Rick for years, since high school! You cannt do this to him, can you? Your moment of hesitation gives Rick all the time he needs to turn back to you and start chatting about the latex. He sees you looking awkward, but he thinks nothing of it. "So, there was something about a latex animal? Is that where this is from?" You regain your conposure and stammer, " Oh, yeah. A freaky latex wolf man and cat guy. Don't know where they came from, but they probably made these puddles," Rick glances back over his shoulder to the puddle, shining in the faint moonlight. He asks, "What does the stuff do? Does is make those animal men?" You look at him and actually think. You don't know what would happen if the latex touched a person, but you have a hunch. You'd prefer not to worry him, though, "I don't really know, it's weird,"
He seems satisfied with that, as he strolls between puddles to investigate some more. He has his eyes set on a bright green puddle, and you have your eyes set on him, concerned. Should you tell him the truth? Should you tell him what you planned to do? Would that ruin your friendship? It's three in the morning, maybe you both should go back home for the night. Your eyes remain on him with your mind elsewhere while a black puddle of latex begins to bubble and froth behind Rick. Rick kicks some pebbles into the green puddle, and they sink, as you'd expect. He dips in a bit of his shoe, only just. He looks at the bright green latex stuck to the toe of his shoe, doing nothing. The black puddle continues frothing, like a fizzing bath bomb of glue. Rick looks up and turns back to you, "Maybe the latex doesn't do anything? It just sticks to stuff, it'll probably be cleaned up or something later,"
You snap back to reality, and your distracted eyes meet his, awaiting your comment. You weren't listening, so you just remark, "Oh, yeah maybe. Don't really know, ha," He chuckles very slightly, clearly a bit bored at this point. He was about to announce that he'd leave when a slick, black tendril wrapped around his ankle, slithering up his pant leg. Rick froze dead in his tracks, he shivered at the feeling of the cold limb caressing him. You simply stared in awe of it. This stuff can act on its own? Fuck. Oh no. Rick, run! Do anything! Stop standing there!
Rick moaned gently when the latex tentacle reach his groin, tenting his pants. Rick was frozen with fear and pleasure. Behind him, a larger -- much thicker -- blob of black latex loomed, ready to strike. You wanted to grab Rick and throw him out of the way, but the latex thing behind him acted instantly. It wrapped around Rick's entire torso, lifting him slightly in its embrace. It collected in a large balloon of a gut on his front. The latex snaked up his arm and engulfed his entire hand quickly, followed by the other side. Latex poured down Rick's free leg, forming a large paw at the bottom. The latex started rising around his head, and it all plunged in on him. "Rick!" You could see it tighten on his terrified face before it blew up. His mouth and nose quickly surged forward, forming a muzzle. It molded his ears and shifted them to be atop his head, round and shiny.
It was now that you realized that Rick was becoming a black bear. Big claws stuck out if his paw digits. He had distinct ursine paw pads and shapes. His giant belly -- the size of an excercise ball -- hung over his waist with large moobs resting on top. His hips widened significantly to accomodate his body. His thighs squeezed together. His ass bulged behind him like a couple of beach balls fit to burst. A tiny tail peeked out above them. His arms swelled to 10 inches, soft with fat. His legs, at the top, were each a foot thick, thinning minimally towards his feet-paws. And last, his cock emerged from under his apron of fat, thick and shining. It was as thick as a beer can and 8 inches long (Two inches hidden under his fat).
You looked to his face for any sign of Rick. If you didn't know any better, you'd try to jump in and pull him out, but a dumb expression took his bear face. A mindless smile sat there, and he looked you in the eyes. He looked down at you, now seven feet tall. He extended his arms to the side. His mouth opened and latex droll came out. "Hhuuuuuuughhhhh..." you could vaguely make out a word in his deep grumble. He started to walk to you, big gut and moobs in your face. You...