3. The Ritual of Offering
Dad was in the barn when we entered. Uncle Rob was right, it had taken the whole distance from the house to the barn just to get used to having legs that had limited rigidity as I walked. Without his arm around my waist I’d have struggled. My legs felt like jelly, partly solid, but still a bit ‘bendy’, and my knees didn’t work quite as efficiently. My whole body felt like it was made of jelly, moulded to hold it’s form, and my arms had very limited use. I could wrap my rubber hand around his, but it had no function beyond masturbation as he’d already demonstrated to me. It took a real effort to raise my arms above waist height.
“You’ll learn to use your arms to support yourself during sex, Eon.” His monotone voice explained as we lumbered across the yard. “We are pleasure dolls. We give men sexual pleasure. That is our only purpose.”
We ‘lurched’ to walk, a rather stiff legged gait that gradually became easier to manage.
My father looked up as we entered the barn and put aside the hayfork.
“So, it’s claimed him too …”
“You doubted?” Rob’s voice had that echo again, the deep rich tone of our Master underlying the monotone. “Has our Master, Qwedokoloshe, failed to provide anything needed for the family?”
“No!” Dad looked alarmed. “No. He’s been as generous as ever.” Shrugging, he finished, “I guess I just hoped it would take a different path …”
“It’s okay, Dad.” Wrapping Rob’s rubber hand in mine I smiled. “I kinda like it—and it feels … right. It feels like I’ve finally found what I should be … and I accept this role.”
My older brother emerged from the feed store.
“Fuck me." Stopping, he stared. "So the story is true?” He exclaimed. “Rob? Eon? What are you guys?”
“The story is true, Glynn. We are, as you see, Falstaff’s successors, our Master’s erotic servants. Your brother is becoming his destiny, to be, as I am, a doll for men to enjoy sex with.” Rob answered for us both. “Though my companion is not yet bonded. I am available should you desire to use me.”
“You’re ..?” Glynn stared. “Use you …? Er, no, no thanks. Erm, not my thing …”
“As you wish, Master.” Rob drew me forward. “The Pact is honoured in Eon, but now you, Gareth, and you, Glynn, must offer your son and brother to me and formally surrender him to this service. He must be bound in offering and impregnated by me in your presence.”
My father moved closer, and took my hand, holding it carefully. I responded by wrapping it round his, noting how my arm ‘bowed’ rather than bent at the elbow.
“Are you happy, Eon?”
“It’s bliss, Dad. It is what I am destined to be. It’s a good feeling to be this … No more trying to hide my erections, no more wishing I could try some of my fantasies …” Pausing I flexed my rubber fingers in his strong hand. “I’m become whatever I am to whoever needs to enjoy me. Just like Rob. He’s going to show me how to enjoy it …”
“Do you both have to be rubber all the time?” Glynn asked.
“Only at night or when we’re required for sex—or want it ourselves.” Rob turned his head toward mine and extended his long tentacle like tongue to tease my rubber ear. “At other times we are human, but for now we must remain like this so that I can bond with Eon, he is then bound to our Master, Qwedokoloshe.” The demon chuckled through him. “He has had his first oral impregnation. He must now receive his first anal impregnation from me. It is essential that you should witness his acceptance.”
“Er …” My father began, but his arousal was obvious even as Glynn cut in with, “We have to watch you fuck him …?”
“His father and brother must surrender him. They tie him over the feed trough.” Rob’s ‘voice’ was the Master’s.
My father looked sheepish. Then he nodded to Glynn. “I remember … My Dad and I had to do this for Rob … remember, Rob? When Tynan came …” Signalling Glynn he continued, “Look in the Tack Room. Get us four sets of hobbles …”
Glynn returned with the heavy hobbles used on the horses and they set to work, fastening my wrists and my ankles to the uprights supporting the hay filled trough. Then Rob was behind me and my rubber anal ring was stretching to admit him. His penis felt as if it was changing shape inside me. It felt good—better than when I’d been fucked in my human form by my gym master. The fucking was long and slow. Rob’s long rubber dildo penis sliding deep and awakening in me sensations of pleasure I’d never encountered There was no pain or discomfort, just overwhelming pleasure, which increased as he released a flood of what felt like cum inside me.
We remained joined for a while and no one spoke, then Rob withdrew and I was released. In my head I ‘heard’ my demon master instructing me to kiss Rob and then to kiss my father and brother. “Insert your tongue into their mouths. I will reward them.”
I obediently kissed Rob, accepting his very thorough tonguing, and ‘hearing’ the instruction to do the same for my brother. “He will impregnate his wife after this and the boy will be your successor.” He must have sensed my question, because he answered, “Your father will meet a woman who will make him happy and be his companion. She will understand your family obligation.”
Glynn made no resistance to my kiss or my long, thin, tentacle-like, tongue as it explored his throat. I was aware of the release of some mucus-like substance from my tongue, and then I was kissing my father, enfolded in his arms in an embrace I’d not received from him in a very long time.
“Glynn must sire his successor. That is your duty.” Rob’s voice drew us apart.
“I must …?” Glynn looked shocked. “You mean my son will be …”
“That is correct, Master Glynn. Our family line of service must continue. You will sire the successor to Eon.”
Nothing was said as we parted and Rob lead me back to the house. Back in my bedroom, he locked the door and took my erection in his mouth. Then we reversed positions and I got another generous dose of his cum in my oral opening. That was followed by another fucking, this time face to face, For an hour he worked my rubber cock. It was exquisite. It was beautiful. It was mind blowing, but at no time could I achieve the ejaculation I craved.
“No, Eon.” The demon’s voice was in my head. “You are not yet ready for that pleasure. It is a pleasure you will be given when you are fully bound.”
This pattern of sucking Rob, being fucked by Rob, being given head by Rob continued through the night. As the sun began to tint the light through the window, and with Rob’s mouth driving my rubber penis wild, I felt my rubber testes rising. The sensations in my rubber glans became unbearable and suddenly I felt as if my entire being was being focussed in my exploding cock.
Wrapping me in his rubber arms, Rob’s mouth found mine. His cum laden tongue probed.
“Well done, Eon, my successor. We are now bound. Our Master is pleased with you.” His tentacle tongue explored my face as I struggled to gather my wits.
“Yes, master,” I whispered aware of the echo in my voice. “We are bound. Teach me to be the obedient servant of our Master Qwedokoloshe.”
He chuckled, a rumbling sound deep in his rubber body. “Happy, Eon?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Then let me show you an advantage of our rubber limbs.” Taking my hands, he moved swiftly, suddenly our arms were woven together. “Like that?”
“Yes, Master.” I tried to free myself and couldn’t.
“Not so fast, Eon.” Rob laughed, unweaving his arms but leaving mine tangled. “Raise your legs, place your knees either side of your head. As I did, he pushed my penis into my mouth, then grabbed my ankles and tucked them behind my head. “Now you know how flexible we are, my Eon, and now your gorgeous rubber pussy is perfectly positioned to receive your final bonding dose …”
I could do nothing except receive that beautiful cock into my now presented man-pussy. Once again, inside me, it seemed to change shape and grow larger. It felt fantastic—and his entry pushed my own cock deep into my oral opening.
Rob smiled down at me.
“Soon, my dear, your member will become like mine. Those we fuck when it is in this state become the Master’s servants for pleasure. Everything they experience, he enjoys.” Having said this he began to fuck me, his thrusts driving my own rubber penis deep into my mouth and throat until both of us came, his cum triggering mine …
Once he’d withdrawn and released my legs and disentangled my arms, he eased himself into place next to me and slipped his arms around me.
“How do you feel, Eon?”
“Strange, but at the same time—fantastic.” I giggled—a strange squeaking sound deep inside me. “Rubbery, and well and truly fucked …” Snuggling into his embrace, my rigid dildo penis resting on his sculpted stomach, his own standing proudly erect, I asked, “Is it always like this for us? How long will I stay like this? You said we must leave this morning. Like this?”
“No, we’ll resume our flesh and blood form. Usually as the sun rises. Today it will be delayed a little.” His long tongue licked my rubber lips, and I parted them, extending my own tongue to entwine it with his. “You still have a task.” For a few minutes we indulged in this play, then he withdrew his, and said, “Relax, Eon. As our libido sinks— more accurately—as our Master draws on our sexual excitement … we’ll change. There’s no rush.” Kissing my cheek, he added, “Besides, we turn into this at sunset every day, and get summoned to where we’re to be used. We usually return to human form at sunrise. Today’s a bit different because you’re still becoming. After a while, this becomes pretty much our normal state, and you get used to it.”
We lay together as the predawn light grew outside. I heard my father moving about downstairs, and my brother join him, preparing to tend the animals. I wanted to talk to them before they started work, but I remained in my rubber form, and so did Rob. And discovered the limitations of my new form—the sun not having risen, I remained rubber!.
“Rob, can I go and talk to Dad?” I hesitated. “Like this?”
“Of course. You’re not a prisoner. We’re just rubber servants of the Master until sunrise. The only time we’re not ourselves is at night and when in use.” Releasing me, he rolled aside. “Off you go.”
“Thanks.” Kissing him, I managed to stand. It took me a moment to get my legs under control, the lack of rigidity in my limbs needing a bit of concentration. On ‘jelly’ legs I lurched to the door, then I had to figure out how to get my arms and hands to operate the key and the door handle. “Bugger,” I giggled. “My arms are all over the place.”
“You’ll get used to it.” Rob laughed from the bed as he watched me trying to keep my legs from bending. “See, you’re already getting the hang of it.”
He was right, once you got the knack, it was easy. All you had to do was accept the lack of rigidity and think more flexibly. I’d noticed that in our rubber form, we don’t breath, eat or drink, but I have the ability to apply suction in my mouth and in my anus. All the cum I get in my mouth or in my man hole, as ingested, though how is a mystery—we are alive, but more in the manner of a vegetable, or plant. With the door open I wobbled down to the kitchen.
Glynn grinned as I entered and steadied myself.
“Wow. Have you left Rob drained and exhausted? You look a little wobbly yourself.”
“I am wobbly—I’m a very fancy sex doll!” I laughed. “Rob’s still fully charged, and so am I if you wish too …” I could sense his arousal. To Dad, I said, “Rob says we’ll be off as soon as we’re back to normal. He says it’ll happen suddenly—changing back, I mean—and I didn’t want to miss saying good bye. I hope I’ll be able to visit.”
“Yes,” he said. He looked tired, and as if he hadn’t slept much. “I won’t be far from the house and will see you guys off. And you’ll always be welcome, Eon. This is your home, no matter how …” He stopped as I suddenly staggered. “You …”
“I’m okay,” I gasped, steadying myself by gripping the nearest chair back. I was suddenly flesh and blood again. “Phew. That was a bit …” I laughed. “Well, at least I can say good bye in my ordinary form now.”
“That’s quite something to see,” Glynn commented, grinning and, I noticed, carefully adjusting his crotch. “How’s it feel?”
“How’s it feel? Sort of like a whole body cum …” I grinned. My penis was rigid, standing to attention and hypersensitive. It had changed a little though. Still a bit more than ten inches, it felt thicker, and the veins were much more prominent. My balls also felt heavier and my scrotum fuller. The light seemed bright, colours vibrant, and my senses all seemed to be in high gear. I could smell my Dad and Glynn, their sexual musk sharp and yet distinct. “Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever felt this alive. Everything is so … sharp.”
My senses were really razor sharp. I was almost overwhelmed by the scent of my brother and my Dad, I could smell Glynn’s wife on him, and the fact they’d had sex … I grinned as I heard the demon, ‘She bears twins. They will be identical. The second born will be your companion in due time. They will be an interesting pair.’ So she’d already be growing my successor. That stopped me. Wow. Something to look forward too. Helping him—them—grow and adjust to our fate …
“You look …” Glynn frowned. “Somehow more alive than normal.”
“I feel it!” Studying my hands, I looked up as my father reached out to hug me. “Careful, Dad. I think I’m on a hair trigger …”
“Yes, you might be. I remember Rob was …” Dad managed to put an arm round my shoulders, and kissed my cheek, carefully avoiding contact with my erection. “My son, I hope you really are happy in this … I know Rob will look after you.”
“I certainly will,” Rob said from the door. He was now fully dressed and, like me, once more flesh and blood. His scent was strong, but with an overtone now of warm latex. “Starting with getting him to our home.” Patting my naked butt, he said, “Eon, I’ve put the things you’ll need for the trip on the bed. The restraint jock is important. Make sure you get it on before you do anything else.”
“I better go and do that before I go rubber again.” At the door, I paused. “Can I get some coffee when I’ve dressed? My mouth tastes of latex!”
“You’ll get used to it!” Rob teased. “It’s our natural state. I’ll sort the coffee for you and some breakfast.”
The jock restraint took a bit of fitting, but my erection collapsed as soon as I fitted it into the penis sheath. After that it was just a case of getting all the straps adjusted to be comfortable. Then I fitted my dungaree jeans, a tee, my trainers, grabbed a shirt jacket and headed downstairs. It really was an amazing feeling.
Joining Rob and my sibling in the kitchen, I walked to where Rob sat, hugged his shoulders and kissed the top of his head.
“What now, Uncle Master?” I risked patting his butt, and felt a shiver run through us both.
“Breakfast, Successor Nephew. Then we hit the road.” Gripping my hands he turned to look at me. “How do you feel?” He grinned. “And be careful of any ‘intimate’ contact.”
“Like a million dollars.” I replied. “Can’t describe it, but I feel more alive than … I don’t know. Everything just seems … more.”
“I know what you mean, Eon.” Rob squeezed my hand. “Now eat.” He laughed, putting a well filled plate of eggs, bacon, beans and fried potatoes in front of me. “As you’ll discover, we need to eat when we’re human, because going rubber means our metabolism goes on hold, but then, when we switch back, we need to restore our energy levels.”
