(This is an alternate version of https://www.furaffinity.net/view/42904245/ ).

After a series of unfortunate events, Dingodile had become a gelatinous ooze version of his former self. And now, a familiar bandicoot that goes by the name of Crash has found himself getting entangled and snared up by the gooey Dingodile.

Unaware of what loomed above him, Crash was walking under a set of pipes, a cold liquid dripped onto his shoulder. When Crash wiped his shoulder, he felt the stickiness of the ooze and watched as red strings tethered to his palm like glue. As Crash wiped his palm on his trousers, another drip of the sticky ooze landed on the ground in front of him. Crash stopped dead in his tracks and slowly tilted his head back to look up where the red gel had fallen from. Where Crash had expected to find a leaking pipe, what he was least expecting to see was a gelatinous red gooey Dingodile smiling with glowing yellow eyes and his unnaturally long arms that outstretched and descended in his direction. Crash turned to flee but nearly falls over when his shoes refused to move. Crash struggled to even lift one of his shoes, and on its underside had sticky red ooze fusing his shoes to the ground.

"Going somewhere, friend?" Crash heard Dingodile's voice echoing above him, "looks like a bandicoot has gone and gotten himself stuck." Dingodile's gooey hands clasp and wrap around the bandicoot's wrist. "Don't worry little buddy, (goo'd) old Dingodile will help you along," Dingodile narrowed his glowing yellow eyes and chuckled slightly, "but I think we're going to have a little bit of fun first."

Before struggling to break free of the gooey Dingodile's grasp, Crash began to feel his arms getting pulled upward and it was not long before the bandicoot's feet left the ground and the sticky ooze under his shoes finally broke free. Crash pulled and twisted his arms in an attempt to get freed, but Dingodile's red slimy hands were fused around his wrist. In fact, Dingodile's grip did not even resemble hands but rather gooey tentacles that continued to wrap around Crash's arms the more he struggled, and it was just as sticky (if not more) as the ooze his shoes had gotten stuck in. Crash could feel the gooey Dingodile's ooze seeping and sticking into his fur like glue, as his struggling slows Crash finally came face to face with a dripping red slimy Dingodile that gave a toothy grin.

Dingodile was completely and utterly made out of the red sticky gel, this included his mouth, teeth, tongue, ears, tail, and even his rear end was red and made out of the gelatinous ooze, the only exception being his eyes that had an unnatural glow. His overalls and flamethrower were nowhere to be seen as Dingodile's lower torso was swirled around a large hanging pipe that was bending and struggling under his weight and his legs partly fused together as they continued the swirl until the distal parts of his legs that remained unfused and lacked any noticeable claws on his dripping feet and his gooey tail pleasantly curled.

"What a pleasant surprise," Dingodile chimed as he held Crash up to eye level, "you are just in time. I know exactly what I'm going to be doing with a silly bandicoot like you." Crash was filled with nervous confusion, but it quickly changed into fear when Dingodile pulled Crash's face in real close until their snouts were touching and Dingodile's eyes were wide accompanied by a crazed look. “When I'm done with you, there will be nothing left of that body of yours." Dingodile withdraws and some of the sticky ooze from his snout remains on the tip of Crash's nose.

There was a strangely pleasant scent emanating from the gooey Dingodile, a smell of sweets and candy. But Crash did not pay attention to the scent for long as he was yanked backwards.

Dingodile holds the dangling bandicoot outward before beginning to lower Crash. As Crash was being lowered, he felt his shoes touch something. Crash glances downwards and finally realizes that the gooey Dingodile was now dangling him above a large tubular vat of similarly colored gelatinous ooze that Dingodile was now made out of. Crash attempted to lift up his legs, but his shoes had already come in contact with the surface of the ooze and it kept an unrelenting sticky grip on the pair of shoes. "Oh don't be like that," Dingodile cooed as his eyes narrowed, "this would be an improvement for a bandicoot like you, why don't you take a nice dip and become gooey with me." Dingodile cocks his head slightly to the side letting his gooey tongue hang out of his maw as he continued to lower Crash. The ooze moved and swirled around Crash's shoes before beginning to undulate around the bandicoot's knees as his ankles sank into the vat of gelatinous ooze of sticky sweets.

By the time Crash sank down to his waist, the ooze had covered a majority of his torso and had started overflowing running down the sides of the tubular vat. Crash could no longer feel his feet or calves and could feel his submerged limbs getting devoured inside the ooze and could even tell that his trousers were dissolving along with his body. There was much discomfort and yet, strangely, Crash also felt a sense of pleasure. Dingodile takes notice of Crash's confused enjoyment and chuckles before erupting into psychotic laughter. "Enjoying yourself, are you?" Dingodile asks accompanied by squeamish chuckles, "you look like you are having fun. When you're done, you and I are going to be having a (goo'd) time together." Running his slimy tongue across his gooey teeth and lips, Dingodile pleasantly stares down at Crash who stared back only briefly before averting his gaze, nervously blushing. "Hoho, aren't we shy," Dingodile playfully mocks, "luckily that makes it only more enjoyable for me." As Crash sank down to his neck, the ooze had stopped flowing up the sides of his face and Dingodile finally released his gooey grasps from around the Bandicoot's wrist. Dingodile's gooey body unwinds as he leans back, looming over Crash whom had stopped struggling. Dingodile adjusted his body to his standard proportions as he sat on the pipe normally, his gooey feet swinging slightly as his slimy tail wrapped around the vertical aspect of the pipe he was sitting on for extra support. "Take a deep breath now," Dingodile gives Crash a wink as one of his legs stretch downward towards Crash and gently Dingodile's gooey foot fuses to Crash's face as his head is pushed under accompanied by the sticky bubbling and splattering as air escapes. The gooey Dingodile grins in sadistic satisfaction as he watches Crash in his final moments…

When Crash finally emerges, he will no longer be his former self but rather a gooey copy. Better watch where one treds unless they want to face a gooey demise. It is unsure whether Dingodile or Crash can have their minds changed back into their former selves, but the changes to their bodies are irreversible (and Dingodile does not seem interested in changing back)...

I am satisfied with how this piece turned out. If people are interested in seeing more of gooey Dingodile, I might make a sequel where Dingodile transforms another character in a goo monster or a prequel of Dingodile struggling before getting transformed into the gooey ooze he is now...

Have a somewhat safe December and try to stay warm during the winter season…