If one were to fly over the military compound for whatever reason, they would've seen a sporadically-lit compound: Light poles lit up the paved road that led into the military compound & through the middle of it, along with the wide dirt pathways that branched off from it. While some of the lights were either burnt out or broken, it was just enough to make it easy to navigate through the fenced-off military area.
Under the moon above hir, the four-armed vixen swayed hir hips as shi carried hir rightfully-earned loot out of the lab, proceeding to further walk down the paved road underneath hir digitigrade legs, the paw pads underneath them providing ample comfort for them. The night breeze brushed against hir naked rubbery form, eliciting light moans from the cherry red fox.
The walk was brief, however, as shi soon encountered the compound's aircraft field, empty and devoid of any aircraft. The only indications that marked the area for aircraft was the hangar that sat opposite the field, with a gravel path extending from the compound's only paved road acting as the divider between the two.
As shi stared at the open field in front of hir, Chérri felt a pair of hands touch both sides of hir upper shoulders. Turning around, shi saw two pure black vixens smile at hir, carrying 3 large spherical orbs with them, as well as an unknown small item in the left fox's left hand. Even with the uneven lighting around them, shi could see that their plump lips were still shiny & glossy.
As their auras co-mingled with each other, the new names of the white-tipped duo floated upwards within Chérri's latex mind, their old ones nowhere to be found. They were always Cece & Cici, and nothing else.
"Cici! Cece! What'd you two find?~" The cherry red fox said with a light bubbly tone.
Cici held up the lipstick that Cece found. "This lipstick! Our lips have never felt soooo full & lovely~" shi said, pursing & puckering hir lips to show the even coating of lip gloss staying on them.
"It also looks like you two made some nice thick batches~" Chérri replied, eyeing the sizable latex spheres that they were carrying around with them.
"Hope everyone wants one more~", came a sultry voice from a distance. Their heads turned to find a light orange vixen with hir own sphere of liquid latex in one hand, and a small metal box & a hard-to-identify device cradled in the other. As Poppi got within physical range, the foxes exchanged multiple kisses with each other, a recognition of a deeply shared bond between each other.
As they exchanged kisses with each other, Chérri & Poppi could feel their lips tingle, as the lip gloss on the lips of the vulpine twins left their minute marks on their recipients. Their lips become slightly fuller & plump, with light moans escaping from both of them, despite the effects only being a fraction of what happened for Cece & Cici.
"Hehe, did you all forget about me?~" said another, the hot-and-pale-pink latex creature announced in a bubbly tone. Bobbing along on the head of hir prick was a sizable sphere of latex of hir own making, with both of hir arms occupied with the carrying of a cardboard box.
"Just in time, sweetie~" Poppi smiled, giving a big smooch on hir lips as the entire charm came together. Candi felt tingling sensations on hir lips as the lip gloss from Poppi's own lips made contact with Candi's. Appearance-wise, not much could be seen, as the magnitude of the effects had dropped off a cliff, barely changing Candi's lips.
Just as Poppi broke hir kiss with Candi, all of their stomachs rumbled simultaneously: They've haven't had a proper meal since they arrived at the compound.
"Hehe~ Wow, we need to fill up~", Chérri said with a grin on hir rubbery face. "Follow me~", shi said to hir fellow vixens, leading them into the compound's mess hall that shi passed by earlier.
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"Aaahh~"
If anyone else were around, they would be surprised by the moans that could be heard coming from the mess hall.
"It's too…tooo…aaahhh~"
In between the moans, faint sizzles and chewing sounds could be heard. However, they were but wind breezes in comparison to the moans themselves.
"I can't… I can't… aaaaa~"
Cece moaned as shi came once more, hir spilt seed streaking the floor beneath hir as shi took another bite of the shiny black burger that was in hir pawed hand. Another moan came out of hir stuffed mouth, as the pleasure that shi felt from taking that extra bite was overpowering hir.
"Aaaaa~"
Ordinarily, regular food wouldn't have coaxed such responses out of them, even if said meals were cooked to perfection. However, being the latex foxes that they are, if those foodstuffs were coated in a layer of latex…
"Mmph!! MMMPH!!", Poppi moaned similarly after taking a bite of hir own latex-covered meal, hir own viscous fluids coating the rehydrated steak in front of hir in ropes of sticky rubbery cum.
In the kitchen, Candi and Chérri were busy cooking as much of the preserved & dehydrated foods that they've found stored back there: They were extremely lucky, as none of the ingredients had rotted away, as if they were preserved by magic. Such thoughts eluded them however, as they too were engrossed in the buffet that they were preparing simultaneously, eating & cooking whatever they could get their hands on at the same time. With each bite, they would climax onto the food that they were preparing, coating them in their rubbery juices, which would in turn cause them to climax as they took bites of the latex-covered food, coating their next meals in latex as well.
Another moan was elicited from Chérri's lips, as shi swallowed the latex-covered meat that shi had just finished cooking. Shivers traveled across hir spine as the pleasures from both the steak that shi ate and the repeated strokings of hir twin pricks caused hir to climax once more, spilling hir juices onto the salad that shi had just finished preparing.
Candi, meanwhile, moaned from tasting the latex-mixed frosting that shi had made just now, pushing hir just enough to coat the cake that had magically finished baking within a few minutes. The black ribbon-like latex that coated the surface of their dessert was paired with the latex-mixed frosting, making a cake that grew increasingly impossible to resist.
This eat-climax cycle would continue for some time, as their bodies converted the latex-coated food into more latex, feeding back into the cycle with each climax & making room for a little bit more of the latex-coated food. Latex spheres of various sizes were forming around them, as their juices pooled together to form them for easy cleanup.
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Moans filled one of the barracks as the charm of lust-hungry vixens climaxed for the umpteenth time into the ginormous blob of pitch black latex that occupied the middle of the barracks. This gigantic sphere, occupying the center of the room they'd decided to sleep together in, was originally formed from the merging of the spheres that resulted from their earlier climaxes. With each successive climax, the blob of their combined sexual juices grew further by just a little bit, until it became the charm-sized blob that it was in front of them.
As the vixens grew increasingly tired with each climax, each of them relaxed themselves onto the giant blob that they had made as a charm of vixens, eventually sinking into the giant shiny blob as they entered into a deep pleasurable sleep. Inside the blob, their pricks & tits were being milked dry by the giant blob of latex that engulfed them, as the latex blob continuously stroked & siphoned every drop of liquid latex out from the pack of lust-hungry vixens. At the same time, phallic-like tubes that the latex blob magically formed within their maws, anuses, and vaginas began to thrusting in & out of the latex foxes, occasionally spewing the combined black latex juices back into them, continuing the cycle.
In their lust-ridden stupors, the lip gloss, the box of chemicals, the metal box containing military rank patches, and the barcode printer were placed near the still-growing blob of latex, resulting in them being engulfed by the latex blob in the process. Chérri, meanwhile, had placed the briefcase & the latex belt that holstered a wad of cash and a portable aerosolizer further away from the blob, initially intending to sleep on one of the beds in the barracks that shi had placed them on.
Depending on how someone looked at it, it could've been considered to be a good thing that the blob of latex had only engulfed the items near itself: Who knows what would've happened if it'd taken the extra step to engulf items further away.
As the night grew ever darker, the night sky began to host nearly-imperceptible streaks of concentrated magic, accompanied by the occasional directional wave of separate magic. Normally, that would be the end of it, as the confluence & separation of these two independent sources of magic would bounce off the surrounding landscape, rarely affecting anything in their paths.
However, on this night, one of the intermittent merges between the magical waves & streams happened to land squarely within the combined auras of the five latex vixens. Acting like a large magical funnel, a good portion of the magical energies that washed over them was siphoned off from the merged magical wave-stream matrix, and subsequently infused into the vixens & the gigantic latex blob that they were sleeping in with highly-concentrated magic. In its densely-infused state, the engulfed chemicals & items were slowly dissolved by the latex blob, as their auras triggered their final metamorphosis.
Everyone's lips grew fuller & plumper, including the charm's twins, becoming pillowy & permanently glossy, giving their lips perfectly even coatings of shiny luscious lips. Similarly, the vials of "Eternal Polish" made the foxes impossible to stain, as their rubbery latex bodies became shiny & alluring. The plastic collars around their necks became softer & shinier, as they were changed by the blob into latex collars.
The moans coming from the engulfed vixens magnified as their milk & cum were infused with aphrodisiac qualities, with their breasts & gonads modified to be able to do so. Their climaxes were pushed to greater heights as their laced fluids made everything feel that much more sensitive.
As midnight passed, the next wave of changes took place as Candi's own head of black hair extended itself until it was just past hir shoulders, with the rest of the pack growing full heads of thick, shiny, & lustrious hair out of their heads: The magic-infused nature of the rubber-like latex hair itself meant that it could join & split itself apart, resulting in clean solid hairstyles whilst still allowing for strands, locks, & sections of hair for various other hairstyles.
Each of their new heads of hair ended curved & flared-out, appearing as a singular unified & solid piece with individual strands being virtually nonexistent. Candi's lock of red-streaked latex hair solidified into its own separate part of hir hairstyle, as the twin black vixens finished growing their silver heads of hair & Poppi's own head of hair took on a copper-like tone. Chérri's own gold-like latex hair finished growing as hir molded forelock took on a shiny light pink tone in its transition from nylon to latex.
Similar to what Candi already had, handlebars began to form on the hips of the other 4 latex foxes, with each pair taking on the primary color of the fox that they were attached to. Their nipples took on the shapes of hearts as the next chemical took its effect on the lustful vixens: Something else about them also took on the shape of a heart, but it wasn't visible as they slept through their metamorphosis.
At the base of their feet, stiletto heels jutted out from their hocks, with the length of the heels growing until they were as long as the vertical height between their hocks & their paw pads. Despite its looks, the sensations that came from the growth of their heels caused all of them to squirm in pleasure & ejaculate once more into the latex blob that they were engulfed in.
With dawn being several hours away, the latex blob that engulfed the shiny vixens began to infuse them with magic, prompting the tail end of the changes to manifest. DMRE 16x48 barcodes began to imprint themselves at the top of their left breasts, along with a string of digits and letters directly below it & their names above it: Each barcode & its accompanying text were colored to maximally contrast with the bodies that they were imprinted upon.
SL00-UT000-S000H for Chérri.
SL00-UT000-S001H for Poppi.
SL00-UT000-S002H for Candi.
SL00-UT000-S003H for Cece.
SL00-UT000-S004H for Cici.
Their new IDs were imprinted into their latex minds, as the sensitivity where their barcodes were increased many fold. Latex tendrils manifested within the latex blob, whose sole job was to touch, graze, & massage the parts of their latex bodies that had their barcodes imprinted on them. As they continued to squirm & moan, the sides of their shoulders were marked with a noticeable red dot, with a thick black border around the circle.
The sensitivity alone prompted the vixens to moan & cum for the umpteenth time, as they continued to squirm within the latex blob that encompassed them. This time however, due to the enormous amounts of magic now infused into their beings, their bodily fluids began to take on a multichromatic tone that shifted wildly as it came out from them, before the default black tones reasserted itself. Slight rainbow-like shimmers could be seen in the predominantly-black fluids, with Poppi's cum briefly coming out as orange before returning to its default black color.
With their magical reserves now bottomless & self-replenishing, their magical auras strengthened as a consequence, their areas of effect tripling over the course of the night. Further thoughts were imprinted upon them as the night began to slowly recede as their changes were nearly complete. By now, their imprinted memories were the only things that they could remember with any effort, with their former lives almost inaccessible. Further thoughts were imprinted upon them as the night began to slowly recede as their changes were nearly complete.
They are the Eversluts, and always have been.
Every latex slut like them would love to be called by their ID: It brings them joy to have their own special S.L.U.T. ID.
Their barcodes are part of who they are: They should always be on public display & never covered.
S.L.U.T.s should always coax themselves into near climax.
Shame? Embarrassment? They're concepts that good S.L.U.T.s like them should never even have.
They should behave like the good S.L.U.T.s they are: Lustful, insatiable, & restless.
A good S.L.U.T. always wants to be filled.
S.L.U.T.s should share their pleasures with everyone.
Being a S.L.U.T. is the best.
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As dawn broke, the black latex blob that had engulfed the 5 latex vixens broke open, as they were positioned by it to lightly stand upon the latex blob fully receding from them. Lustful yawns came out from their maws, as they stretched before opening their eyes for the first time, their heart-shaped pupils allowing them to take in their improved forms in all of their splendors.
No words needed to be exchanged amongst themselves, as they slyly smiled at each other before reaching down to their already-erect members and sliding their hands along the entire lengths of their own junk. Each of them consequently lightly moaned from the sensations felt along the lengths of their pricks, the nerve-wracking pleasure making it hard to think of anything else other than wanting to climax. Their balls churned as in their desire to climax, every single bit of themselves that wasn't about being a S.L.U.T. pooled into their nutsacks, along with any shred of resistance against wholeheartedly being a S.L.U.T..
With interspersed moans, it would only take several minutes of self-pleasure before they came, the pleasures of having their first proper climaxes as fully-complete S.L.U.T.s being many times more pleasurable than the ones they had before their metamorphosis, with the multi-minute duration itself making it feel like forever. As they coated themselves in their oil-like rainbow-shimmering black latex cum, they all had also climaxed out their former lives entirely, along with any iota of resistance or hesitation about being a S.L.U.T.: It was now properly impossible for them to remember their former lives, with their imprinted memories now being the only thing that they could recall.
As their climaxes died down, their genitals were retracted into perfectly-round spheres of null bulges, with matching colored locks adorning the fronts of them & their sizes proportional to the total volume of their exposed genitalia. When Cece & Cici decided to touch each other's null bulge, both of them shivered & moaned from each other's touch, prompting each other into a deep tongue-intertwining kiss.
The next half an hour was spent licking each other until they were squeaky clean, before gulping down a large portion of the reformed black latex blob as their morning meal. They would leave the barracks some time later, with their hunger fully satiated by their own sexual fluids, with each of them carrying back their part of the latex blob that remained.
"....Mmph…I've never felt better~" Chérri uttered in between moans, as shi playfully stroked hir large lock-adorned bulge. The aerosolizer swayed in its belt-attached holster as shi and the rest of the Pack walked over to their erotic-pink-&-carmine convertible.
As the vehicle was enveloped within the combined strength & range of their auras, the convertible was improved to better align with their improved forms: The platform heels of the hood ornament morphed into heels that came out of the vixen's hocks, as handles adorned the hips of the plastic silver ornament. Handlebars could be seen on the silhouettes that flanked both sides of the pink ride, as the interior of the car was significantly modified, along with the car's internals.
Candi agreed with a nod, groping hir lock-adorned bulge as shi did so. "We need to…. aah... share this… with everyone…", shi uttered out as hir other hand ventured towards groping hir lower breasts, eliciting small bursts of pleasure on top of the sensations felt from hir null bulge gropes.
Upon reaching their convertible, its fuel door opened up, revealing a hose with 2 buttons on the top of its nozzle, along with a switch beside it that was flipped to 'Suck'. Knowing what to do, Poppi grabbed the hose, pressed in the first button switch & began vacuuming up the latex blobs that they were carrying around, filling up the convertible's latex reserves. Once every ounce of the latex fluid was sucked up, Poppi reset the first button before pressing the other button on the nozzle, prompting the hose to recoil itself back into its compartment, consequently allowing hir to close the fuel door.
As they'd gotten into the convertible, various siphons extended out of the car's hidden compartments, attaching themselves onto the heart-shaped nipples of the latex vixens. As if they've done this before, all of them loudly moaned as they gave themselves a tight squeeze on their own null bulges, the lock symbol in front animating itself into an unlocked lock symbol before fading away, allowing their gonads, pricks, & slits to be revealed in their permanently-aroused state. Right on cue, various large tubes extended out from the same compartments & attached themselves onto the full lengths of their pricks, along with pairs of double-ended inserts that plugged up both holes in their rear ends.
As Chérri pushed the convertible's ignition button & started up their car, the tubes & siphons started sucking away at their nipples & cocks, whilst their inserts were busy stimulating their holes, eliciting moans from the latex herm vixens.
"Destination?", the convertible's onboard navigation prompted from its speakers, its touchscreen fully initialized.
"...out of here…", the cherry red fox replied in between moans, fully relaxed into the magically-cool leather-like latex that made up the vehicle's seats. Candi was the first one to climax from the milkings of the vehicle, with every drop of hir fluids flowing down the tubes attached to hir & into the car's latex reserves.
"......Input received. Next destination: Random building after Route 66 exit.", the onboard navigation responded as it fired up the car's engine, using the magic-infused latex to power it & drive them out of the military compound. Turning back onto Route 66, the convertible drove itself down the paved road as its passengers did their part in providing power, in return for giving the S.L.U.T.s the pleasure they deserve.