Nate's Transformation

He’d walked past it hundreds, if not thousands, of times, but he’d never had the courage to walk in. Nate knew that he was a kinky guy, but his kinky side normally only came out when he was hooking up with another guy who was equally, if not more, kinky. He was the kind of guy who went along with anything, but had a hard time building up the courage to just take the plunge and accept that he could be independently kinky. It was really kind of funny, since his porn search history would have told you in about two seconds flat that he loved things that were slightly outside of the norm, and the last couple weeks of searches would have told you exactly how he had ended up in front of the store today.

One word that came up in almost every search: rubber.

Nate had been gradually becoming more and more obsessed. Originally it had just started with the hot muscle men, the dom daddies in their tight, restrictive rubber, accentuating and plumping up their muscles and bodies as they had their way with the boys that they’d been in the scenes with. But gradually Nate’s searches had headed towards the other features of the scenes; things like the boys who were covered from neck to toe in rubber, and then even further into the men who were faceless, unidentifiable human shaped creatures that were encased from the top of their heads to their toes in rubber. Something about the way that their black rubberized bodies glistened and stretched…each time Nate even thought about it, his cock started to get hard. 

It hadn’t taken long before Nate had looked up if there were rubber stores in the city, and reddit had given him all the information he needed to find the perfect place: Zoned Out. Nate had been shocked to realize that the premiere shop to get all things rubber was actually a nondescript, all black storefront that he walked by almost every day. He’d never paid much attention to it, and was kicking himself for missing the opportunity before. 

However, it had been two weeks since Nate had realized what Zoned Out actually was…and even standing here in front of the store, he had butterflies in his stomach. This was by no means the first time he’d been standing in this exact position, and each and every time before he’d chickened out and told himself he wasn’t ready. He couldn’t exactly place it, but for some reason, each time he had felt like he was about to do something that he could never undo…and that equally excited him and terrified him. 

Standing on the sidewalk in front of the store once again, he couldn’t help but feel his curiosity growing once again as he looked at the nondescript windows with bare white mannequins, eyeless faces staring back at him. Just as he was about to cave into his nerves again and walk away, someone came out of the front door of the shop and made eye contact. “Oh, hey, you know they’re open, right?” the handsome, friendly looking man said as he stood in the doorway, holding the door open.

“Oh! Um…thanks, I didn’t realize! Thanks!” and with no further thought, and not wanting to be rude, Nate walked up the steps to the door and walked in. He was momentarily flustered as he walked by the man holding the door, since as he brushed past him he smelled a strangely familiar smell that he just couldn’t quite place…but as soon as he walked through the door he realized exactly what it was. 

The man had smelled like rubber, and he knew that for a fact because the entirety of the store he’d just walked into smelled like rubber as well. Nate was stopped in his tracks as his eyes tried to take everything in, from the mannequins on the inside of the store which were anything but bare, encased in wonderful examples of rubber outfits, to the shelves and racks of sleek black rubber and latex, all on display. It was as though someone had taken a look into Nate’s brain and plucked out every single piece of rubber that had ever appeared in any of his fantasies and made it into a reality, placing it on display in this store.

Without any real conscious thought, Nate started to wander further into the store, running his hands over chaps, shirts, harnesses, jockstraps, briefs and more, he found himself getting hard just at the thought of what all of this gear and clothing could lead to. 

As he stopped to admire a mannequin wearing a full body suit that had the illusion of being one big seamless piece of rubber, Nate heard someone behind him say, “So, you finally came inside for a change!” 

Nate whipped around and before he could stop himself his jaw dropped. Standing before him was a tall mountain of a man, exactly the type that Nate had first fallen in love with in the first few rubber videos he’d watched. The man was bald, with a well groomed salt and pepper beard, and a body that looked like it could have been the inspiration for any of the statues of Greek gods that were in museums. Every part of his toned and muscular body was accentuated by some kind of rubber. From his feet in shined up leather combat boots, Nate let his eyes follow up the strongly muscled legs which were encased in shiny black rubber pants, predominantly featuring a large rubber codpiece that Nate hoped wasn’t overexaggerating the bulge that the man had. His abs were showing in the split of a loose rubber vest that was displaying a perfectly groomed hairy chest, pecs resting nicely and accentuated by a neoprene harness resting just under the large muscles. Each of the man’s arms had a large rubber band wrapped around the biceps, making the already huge muscles look even more pronounced.

Finally making it up to the face, which was staring back at him, Nate got lost in the piercing light blue eyes that were examining him. 

“I’ve seen you standing outside for the past couple of weeks, and didn’t want to pressure you to come inside. I knew eventually the urge and curiosity would either become too much or fade away…and let’s just say I’m happy that it didn’t fade away,” the man said, flashing a brilliant white smile at Nate, turning his brain into mush as he was paid such intimate attention by this rubber god standing before him.

“I’m Chris, and you are?” the shopkeeper asked, reaching out his big, strong hand towards Nate.

“Um, hi…I’m Nate,” he responded, extending a shaking hand that was pathetically small in comparison to the massive appendage reaching towards him. As his hand was entirely dwarfed and enclosed in those strong beefy fingers, Nate felt a strange sensation rush over him, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and his knees start to go weak.

“Good to meet you, boy,” Chris responded, and Nate faintly registered that he hadn’t used his name back, but also realized that he didn’t care in the slightest. He suddenly felt that he couldn’t look away from the beefcake standing in front of him, and it was as though he was transfixed and mesmerized by the man. “What brings you in today, boy? Looking for some new gear? Or am I right in thinking this is your first time experiencing rubber…?” 

Nate just looked into Chris’ eyes and nodded, unable to string enough words together to answer the man verbally. He stood, mind feeling unusually and blissfully blank, watching the man before him grab his hand and lead him around the shop, showing different pieces to him, highlighting the different features and cuts of clothing that they had.

“So, are you interested in diving into the world of rubber, boy?” Chris finally asked, as he and Nate had made it to the back of the store where there was a small open space in front of some dressing rooms. “There is a correct, and an incorrect answer boy. And just know, that if you pick the correct answer, there will be no turning back from what you’ve been through. Not that you’d want to, but let’s just say that you’ll be approaching certain things a little differently from then on. So, what’s your answer boy?” Chris asked as he walked in front of Nate, staring Nate straight in the eyes.

“I would want nothing more…Sir,” Nate responded. The Sir hadn’t been intentional, but it had been uttered before he could stop himself, and once he’d said it, it just felt correct. This man deserved his respect and obedience, just as much as Nate knew that he himself needed to be told what to do. There was a small voice in Nate’s head that was itching to make him remember something and make him realize something he felt like he’d been ignoring…but Nate couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to that small nagging voice when he was presented with such perfection in front of him.

“Alright boy, then it’s time to get started,” Chris said, with a beaming smile that took Nate’s breath away. He watched as Chris walked over top an inconspicuous button on the wall and pressed it. “That’s just the front door, boy. Wouldn’t want to be interrupted as we help you fulfill your fantasy.”

Nate beamed back at the man as he realized that he’d have Chris’ undivided and complete attention. He had never been the sole focus of someone so undeniably sexy and manly, and the thought of whatever was coming didn’t bother him at all as long as it involved Chris. Chris took him by the hand and led him into one of the dressing room stalls that was against the wall…and Natron gasped as he saw Chris pull on one of the hooks on the wall, which made the mirror swing inwards. Nate and Chris stepped through the hole in the wall…and were suddenly in a tiled, black walled room which took Nate’s breath away. At first it look clinical in its efficiency, but quickly Nate realized that while it looked rather sterile, there were elements of rubber and kink all around him, from the hooks on the walls, to the restraints on the table in front of him, to a variety of small to large rubber toys on the shelves…along with other instruments that Nate had never seen before and could hardly begin to imagine what they might be used for.

Nate took all of this in in an instant, because before he knew what was happening, Chris had turned back around, and in his hand was a gas mask which Nate had no chance to resist. Before he knew it, it was strapped onto his face, and a strong chemical smell was wafting into his nostril and making his vision go black…

…as he came to, Nate felt slightly more clear headed, but the sensations assaulting his body were too confusing to process. The first thing he noticed was that his mouth was gagged. Feeling the strap behind his head securing it, Nate let his tongue explore the very realistic feeling gag that was inside his mouth, which was a wonderful copy of a cock forcing its way deep into his stretched out mouth. He could feel something cool beneath him, so he assumed that he was on the table, but he quickly realized that his ankles and wrists were restrained against the table, with thick leather straps encircling both wrists and both ankles. He tried to struggle, but found that he really couldn’t move much at all. The next thing he realized was that he could feel how cold the table was because he was entirely naked. His clothes were no longer on him, and from the limited movement of his head from side to side, he not only couldn’t see where his clothes were, but could frankly not see anything in the shadowy space around the well lit table he was on.

As he fully came back to his senses, Nate also realized that his entire body from the next down felt slick. He lifted his head as much as he could, and realized that he had a thin layer of what looked like a clear gel covering the entirety of his body. From his toes, all the way up to his collarbones, he was covered in the goo, with a heavier amount around his cock and balls, which were resting semi-hard on his stomach. He couldn’t quite place what it was, but he felt like something was inherently different about his body when he looked down at it, but just as he felt close to figuring it out, he saw Chris step out of the shadows at his feet.

“Very good, boy, you’re awake. I wondered how heavy of a dose you’d need, but it looks like I guessed just right,” Chris said, standing at Nate’s feet. As Chris reached down and rubbed some of the gel on Nate’s legs, Nate realized two things in quick succession. First, what he had thought were thick black rubber gloves that Chris was wearing were actually full opera length gloves that stretched from his thick biceps all the way down to his fingers. Additionally, the neoprene harness that Chris had been wearing had been replaced with a black rubber tank top that was cut just under his pecs, which made Chris’ chest appear to bulge out even further, showcasing the man’s pierced nipples beautifully. Craning his neck further, Nate could see that Chris had also changed out of the black pants from earlier and had donned a pair of black rubber chaps with a black rubber jockstrap to go with them. The peek of skin around Chris’ crotch only turned Nate on even more, but he was finding it hard to focus on Chris because of his second realization.

Under the thin layer of gel, there wasn’t a single hair left on Nate’s slender body. Nate’s eyes widened as he searched the body he’d admired for his whole life, and was now seeing it entirely hairless. He’d never been the hairiest of guys, but seeing his crotch, legs and chest now entirely bare made him feel naked in a way he never had before. 

“I see you’ve realized what the first step of your preparation was,” Chris said, and Nate watched him smirk as he walked around the table, coming to stand at Nate’s hip, letting his rubber gloved hand trail along Nate’s leg, all the way up until it rested on the cum gutter on the side of Nate’s hip. “You see, boy, the whole process is made so much easier for everyone involved if there’s no hair to be a nuisance. And don’t worry, it’s a permanent solution to the little hair problem. I’ve been gracious enough to leave the hair on your head alone…at least for now,” Chris told Nate, speaking as though this was an everyday occurrence, and not something that was going to be a change that Nate had to live with for the rest of his life. 

“If you’re not okay with it…well, it’s too late for that now. You should have said something while I was doing it,” Chris said with a nasty and playful tone, winking down at the restrained and helpless (and now hairless) boy.

“Now’s your chance, if you’d rather stop now. It would be a shame to not go through with the full process, but feel free to speak up if you’d like to bow out, boy,” Chris said, the same mischievous glint in his eye as he made no move whatsoever to take the gag from Nate’s mouth. Not that it mattered, since as he lay there Nate’s curiosity won the battle in his head about the wisdom of going through with this…at the moment all he cared about was what this man had planned for him and how soon he could find out.

“No objection? Good, boy. Then we’ll move on to the next step.” With that, Chris pressed a button on the side of the table and Nate felt his feet lowering while his head raised, and before he knew it he was mostly vertical, feet resting on a platform just beneath his soles, his entire hairless, glistening body on display for Chris to admire. Nate was transfixed as Chris reached up into the shadows around the light and drew down a hose with a nozzle on the end. As he watched, Chris turned the head and a warm stream of liquid sprayed out all over Nate, washing off the gel and with it any traces of hair that may have been left.

Chris was thorough, and walked around Nate, pushing the restrained boy’s head forward as he maneuvered the hose to spray all down Nate’s back. Extra special attention was paid to Nate’s crotch and ass, with Chris making sure that every inch of the boy’s body was cleaned of gel. After Chris seemed satisfied, Nate saw him walk into the shadows and come back with a heavy bottle that Nate quickly learned was lube…which Chris liberally started to spread across Nate’s whole body. It didn’t take more than a few swipes of Chris’ strong, lubed up hands on Nate’s body before Nate was feeling his cock start to get incredibly hard. He had a perfect cock, which was now rock hard and standing straight out from his body. He moaned into his gag as he felt Chris continue to rub his hands all over Nate’s body, but seemingly purposefully not go anywhere close to Nate’s cock, or hole. There was one point where Chris’s rubber body was pressed up against Nate, as he lubed up Nate’s back and ass, and Nate started to pathetically thrust his body against Chris’ stomach, which was slicked up right against Nate’s hard member, but as soon as Chris realized what the boy was doing, he took a step back and punished him by taking his big, strong hands and aggressively pinching and twisting Nate’s nipples. Nate screamed into his gag, but all that the punishment had done was make Nate’s cock start to leak precum, which mixed with the lube covering his legs. 

After what felt like a glorious eternity, Chris finished with the lube, and Nate was left rock hard, panting, slicked up and glistening, with no option but to wait for what was going to happen next. 

“Well, boy, you’ve finished the easy part…time for us to take it up a notch,” and once again Chris reached up into the shadows and this time, Nate’s eyes widened like a deer in headlights as he saw what Chris was holding: a massive, industrial looking penis pump. Nate squirmed, not out of fear but out of excitement as he knew what was about to happen. He looked down as Chris painstakingly lined up the large, rubberized opening of the pump with Nate’s leaking, stiff dick. Nate had only used a pump a couple of times before, but he noticed that the opening of this one seemed strangely large and complex…but frankly that was all he could take the time to notice before he felt the warm rubber opening sliding onto his cock. 

He could feel the drool leaking out around the gag in his mouth as he nearly buckled on the table as he felt the smooth opening of the pump run down the length of his cock. It was a wonderful feeling of tension and suppression around his cock, as the material on the inside of the pump rubbed against his pulsing and throbbing cock. Just as the rubber opening of the pump reached the base of his cock, something snapped out from the base and wrapped itself around Nate’s balls…but Nate didn’t have a spare braincell to waste thinking about that because right as the base had secured around his cock, it started to pump, and it was like a perfect combination of the best mouth and ass and hands that he had ever felt. Nate started to uncontrollably moan as he felt his cock being pleasured in a way that he had not only never experienced before, but never even thought possible. It was as if every single pleasure sensor in his cock was being stimulated to perfection all at once. His eyes rolled back and he saw stars, and he felt lightheaded as what seemed to be every last drop of blood in his body rushed to his cock, making it throb and pulse like it never had before. 

It alternated the pleasuring of his cock, and just as Nate felt like he was inevitably headed towards an orgasm…the pump not only stopped but was withdrawn from his cock altogether. Nate wailed into his gag, and thrust his hips forward as much as he could, as though he could somehow magically reassert the pump back onto his cock.

It was only after a couple of minutes that Nate realized that while the pump was gone….his cock was still harder and thicker than it ever had been before. Looking down, Nate was shocked by what he saw. Where his perfectly average and wonderful cock had been there was now what appeared to be a thick, throbbing, black dildo thrusting itself out from where his cock had been. He could clearly make out all of the veins, curves and features of the thick, throbbing member attached to him, but it was like nothing he had ever seen beforeHe started to hyperventilate, wondering what had happened, when he heard Chris snap, and as though it was a symbiote second skin, the black sheath retracted off of Nate’s cock. The rubber retracted, pulling back until it all seemed to absorb back into the thick rubber cockring that was attached firmly around the base of Nate’s cock. His regular cock was once again exposed, only semi hard, and sagging, but Nate’s heart was still racing. What the fuck is going on? Nate wondered, but before he could think further, he heard Chris snap again from the shadows and like a bizarre reversed film, the rubber seeped out of the cockring, once again encasing Nate’s cock and balls, but also bringing with it the thick new erection that Nate was so shocked by. He saw stars for a moment as he tried to adjust to what he now fully understood to be his own transformed cock, and he panted around the gag as the horniness from earlier came rushing back with his new erection.

“I’ve been working on that technology for a long time, boy,” Chris said, stepping forward into the light. Nate took in the man standing before him, and quickly felt his eyes drawn down to where Chris’ jockstrap had been…and where there was now an almost absurdly large rubber cock thrusting itself out from Chris’ crotch. “I was forced to go through a lot of boys who now have to live with permanently rubber cocks before I figured the technology out, but I think in the grand scheme of things it was worth it, wouldn’t you agree?” With his final question, Chris reached down and grasped Nate’s thick new cock, and Nate moaned into his gag. “I can tell how pleased you are boy, and you’re going to love what happens next. Your transformation is going to be my crowning jewel, and I’ll finally have succeeded at creating a perfect rubber boy.”

Chris released Nate’s cock, and snapped twice quickly. Nate looked down, expecting his cock to be released from the rubber sheath, but instead his cock appeared to fold in on itself, and he was alarmed and horrified to see the place where his cock usually was melting into a firm, rubber mound that looked like the perfectly smooth, slightly bulging crotch of a ken doll. His balls were tucked away somewhere, and the full length of his cock had disappeared. He started to breath frantically, but Chris stepped close to him and whispered, “Don’t worry boy, it’ll be back whenever I want it to be, but for now it’s safely tucked away while you won’t be needing it.” Chris stroked Nate’s face while he said this, and just like earlier when Nate had shaken Chris’ hand, he felt himself becoming more accepting and pliable to Chris’ words. Nate realized that Chris had peeled back the fingertips of a few of his fingers, and he shivered as he felt the heat of the strong man’s hands on his face.

“I’m glad that the pheromone treatment that I developed has been working as well,” Chris said, stepping back from Nate, looking deeply into Nate’s eyes until the restrained boy finally clued into what he had just said. Nate suddenly realized why he’d been so agreeable and obedient…

“I worked out a way to take my own natural pheromones and amp them up to the point where any boy I touched with direct skin to skin contact would be my little play thing, entirely obedient and so much more accepting of anything that I needed to do to him. It makes the whole process easier, and it’s going to make this next part just plain possible, since hardly any boy would be willing to do what I’m about to do to you, boy. But you’re okay with it, right my little rubber slave?” Chris said, stroking Nate’s face and staring into his eyes.

Nate was barely aware of it, but he felt himself nod as he looked deeply into Chris’ eyes. “Very good, boy. You’re going to be my prized possession when I’m done with you.”

“Now step off the table.”

Nate had been so focused on everything else that had been happening that he hadn’t realized that at some point his ankles and wrists had come untethered and he was free to move around…or at least free to comply with Chris’ commands. He stepped down and looked behind him just in time to see the entire table slide back on a track in the floor, disappearing into the shadows around them. Still looking behind him, out of the deep, thick darkness he saw something else sliding towards him…and this new addition to the scenario made him shiver with fear, excitement and anticipation. 

Behind him he saw a fuck bench sliding into place, and he knew exactly what was about to happen next. Turning back to look at Chris, he was surprised to see another gas mask moving towards his face. He could do nothing to stop its approach, and expected to once again smell the chemical scent and lose consciousness…which he was surprised to feel disappointed about, because a small part of his brain, which was steadily growing to dominate his thoughts, had actually been hoping that he would get to experience what was to come. Just before the mask obscured his vision, he tried to get one last look at Chris’ beautiful cock, and was surprised to see something extra attached to the base of it…but before he could register anything else, the mask was fastened to his face and he awaited the dull darkness of unconsciousness.

He was, therefore, surprised when instead of the same chemical smell from earlier, he instead smelled another, far more familiar smell: poppers. With no other option but to breathe in through the mask, Nate took several deep breaths and felt his entire body start to tingle and heat up. His normal bodily response to poppers was to feel it first in his cock, but since his cock was otherwise indisposed, he felt his asshole start to quiver and pulse, loosening itself in anticipation for what it unconsciously knew was about to happen. 

Nate sensed more than felt his body being manhandled by someone, and through the small windows of the mask he could just make out the large figure that he could faintly recall was Chris moving him into position, moving his legs so they were resting on the sides of the bench, and feeling his slicked up, bare chest pressed against the top shelf of the bench.

Not even the extreme strength of the poppers that were taking over his mind could entirely keep him from registering the massive cock sliding into him. Nate wasn’t sure if any noise at all could be heard through the combined muffling of the gas mask and the gag, but he tried his best as he screamed at the intrusion of Chris’ monstrous cock invading him. He thought that he must have gone balls deep in one go, but Nate quickly realized that all of that stretching and extreme pressure…was just the massive bulbous head of Chris’ rubber cock. Even though he knew that the mask had poppers and no other chemical in it, Nate still blacked out from the sheer overstimulation and pain that was shooting into his hole, and his last coherent thought was that he was being torn in two by the massive invader…

…he felt full…

…he felt fulfilled…

…he felt like he had been through the hardest workout of his entire life. As Nate regained consciousness, he felt the gas mask being withdrawn from his face. The overwhelming sensation that he was left with was that his ass was stretched about twice as far as he would have thought possible, and that he was never going to be the same…

…and as he fully regained consciousness, he realized that he didn’t want to ever be the same as he’d been before. This new feeling that he was trying to comprehend suddenly came into sharp focus: liberated. As he lay there on the table, cock gone until further notice, what felt like an entire leg shoved up his ass, and a gag that he felt was permanently stuffed in his mouth…he felt more sexually liberated than he ever had in his entire life. He lay there, slicked up, naked and hairless on the table for a moment, trying to understand his own transformation…but was harshly brought back to reality in that moment as his ass stretched in a new way. He realized that Chris’ hard cock had been lodged deep inside of him, and he felt one big, full length thrust even deeper into him as a warmth shot so far inside of him that for a moment it felt like Chris’ massive cock was shooting its load straight into his stomach. Nate’s eyes rolled back as he felt the deliciously wonderful sensation of a man’s massive balls unloading in him, and his new sense of liberation attached itself to a new and more familiar concept: cumdump. Whatever his new life would involve, it definitely had to involve lots and lots of loads being shot into him. 

After several minutes of Chris orgasming straight into Nate’s ass, Nate felt Chris withdraw his still rock hard massive cock from Nate’s hole. Nate expected to feel empty, but he had the strangest sensation instead. It felt strangely like part of Chris’ cock had detached itself into Nate’s hole…and stayed there long after the entirety of Chris’ cock was withdrawn. Curiosity once again getting the better of him, Nate reached back with his slick fingers and experimentally felt his hole…and was instead greeted with the feel of a rubber tunnel leading straight inside of him. 

“Take a look for yourself,” Nate heard Chris say, and in front of him, Nate saw a screen flash on, providing him a clear view of his ass. Where he normally would have seen his tight little pink hole, he instead saw a black tunnel at least two inches wide, gaping out from between his cheeks. “That’s your rubber cunt, boy, and now there’s a solid six inches of your hole that’s rubberized and ready to please any man I let use it. Take a feel for yourself,” Chris said, and Nate saw in the camera Chris reaching and grabbing Nate’s own hand…and shoving it straight into his hole. Nate screamed in a mixture of surprise and pleasure as he felt and saw his own hand sliding deep into his hole, and his eyes widened as he felt the sleek and slick rubber walls of his new asshole, ready to pleasure any cock that slid inside. 

“Wait until you see the best part, boy,” Chris said, and Nate heard him snap his fingers and watched his hole close up immediately. The sensation was bizarre like nothing Nate had ever felt before, but he was entirely pleased and turned on by the thought that this beefcake of a master was going to have control of who got access to Nate’s hole. What he didn’t expect, however, was what happened when Chris snapped three times, and it felt like Chris’ cock was back inside of him. Screaming, tears in his eyes, Nate looked at the screen and couldn’t understand what he saw. His hole was still closed, but as he raised his ass he could see his lower stomach bulging from something…

“That’s a perfect size replica of my cock that just inflated inside your hole, boy,” Chris said, and Nate looked behind him to see the gleeful and terrifying grin that was on Chris’ face as he snapped three times again. Instantly, Nate’s ass was empty, and he lay exhausted and panting on the table. Chris snapped twice, and Nate’s exhausted and worn out hole gaped once again, but Nate was still so shaken from the sudden intrusion of his permanent buttplug that he didn’t even flinch. He was truly just a fuck toy for this man to use, and he had resigned himself emotionally and mentally to his new role.

“Are you ready for the final part, boy?” Nate heard Chris say, and he saw Chris walk in front of him, raising Nate’s head up to look straight into his eyes. The rubber gloves were once again on, and Nate knew that the decision was going to be of his own free will, free of the pheromones from earlier. Without any further hesitation, Nate nodded, staring straight into Chris’ eyes. 

“Very good, boy. Now stand up and prepare yourself.”

Nate backed off of the bench and stood up, still facing the screen in front of him. The bench slid away, leaving Nate with nothing to look at but the image of himself standing in the spotlight, completely hairless, and naked, with a rubber mound for a crotch and his hole gaping, waiting to be used again.

“This is the final step, boy, and once you receive this, there’s absolutely no turning back.”

Nate saw the camera feed cut out, and the last image Nate saw was that of Chris stepping forward out of the darkness behind him, stepping closer to Nate. He felt the presence of the man behind him, and was surprised when all that came was the feeling of Chris reaching around his neck, securing something rubber around it. Nate didn’t move, and just stood in perfect stillness and silence as he felt Chris secure a tight rubber collar around his neck, just under where his chin connected.

“The final touch.” Nate saw Chris walk in front of him, and even though he’d already seen it, he was once again astounded by the specimen of a man that was towering before him. Chris stared straight into Nate’s eyes, and Nate was transfixed by the steely blue gaze…and blinked in surprise when he heard two loud claps of Chris’ huge hands.

Nate blinked in surprise, but then gasped as he felt a brand new and bizarre sensation on his body. The collar around his neck seemed to be melting…but also staying exactly where it had been placed. Frantically Nate looked down and saw a sight that transfixed him: his collar was expanding.

Chris stepped aside and the screen came back to life, giving Nate a full and clear view of his body being slowly but deliberately encased in a tight, shiny, slick coating of rubber. It was like a second, tighter, skin traveling all across his body, starting from his neck, working down his arms, his chest, sliding around and amalgamating his crotch mound, snapping to connect with the rubber entrance to his hole, and Nate even felt himself being slightly raised off of the floor as he felt the rubber slide beneath his soles and between his toes. He was dumbfounded and utterly speechless as he moved around, and could feel and see the rubber moving with him. From his new collar down, Nate was entirely and completely encased in rubber. He was finally that perfect image that he’d dreamed of before, and his entire body was encased. As he was still admiring himself, he heard Chris snap three times and Nate saw stars as his ass was once again filled to the point of bursting with the plug. Nate now saw, through crossed eyes, that Chris switched hands and snapped twice, and Nate’s cock sprang into existence, pulsing and throbbing. 

It was too much for Nate’s brain to comprehend and handle, and his knees buckled. He felt himself falling…but then felt Chris’ strong arms embrace him and catch him. “Don’t worry boy, I’m not going to ever let you fall. You’re my perfect rubber drone, and you’re never going to have to worry about anything ever again.”

Even with his cock about to burst and his ass filled to its ecstatic max, Nate felt himself melt into Chris, and he just rested his rubber body entirely against the big man.

It felt like a wonderful eternity, but after what was probably only a few minutes, Chris helped Nate stand up and in quick succession, snapped twice with each hand, and then clapped twice. Just like that, Nate was left with an empty ass, a crotch mound, and was once again entirely naked, all of the rubber having been absorbed back into his collar.

Chris finally reached up and undid the gag from behind Nate’s head, and it felt almost like a part of him was being removed as the gag came out from Nate’s mouth. Looking at it, Nate was shocked to see that it was a perfect model of what his own cock had been before its transformation. He was about to ask Chris about it, but knew that there was no chance that Chris would give him a straight answer, so instead he just awaited further instruction.

“Alright, boy. Your transformation is complete. Now I just need to know one thing: do you ever want to leave?” Nate was entirely taken aback by the question. He realized, without really thinking about it, that in his head he had entirely given up his old life and was entirely committed to his new existence as Chris’s rubber drone.

“No…No, sir, I don’t think I do,” Nate said, and the sound of his own voice surprised him as he heard himself say the words, but he also knew without a shadow of a doubt that the words were true and he meant them with his whole being.

“Very well, boy. I was hoping that would be your answer. And don’t worry, I’m going to take care of you as though you were my own…which, in a way, you are,” Chris said, and he leaned forward and planted a firm and passionate kiss on Nate’s lips. Nate’s mind went entirely blank and he felt a pulsing in his entire body which had nothing to do with Chris’ previous instructions. He realized, with that small part of his subconscious that was still active, that this kiss sealed the deal: he would always and forever be Chris’ boy…and there was no happier realization that he could have come to.

Chris broke off the kiss, and Nate was left standing there, naked, seeing stars and feeling like every single nerve ending in his body was firing with pleasure.

“Well, boy, that means it’s time to put you to work,” and with that, Chris clapped his hands twice and snapped. Nate felt the rubber slink and slither across his body, felt his asshole fill up, and felt his mound melting into the rest of the sleek bodysuit. A surprise though, was that Chris clapped three times, and Nate’s collar slithered up instead of down, and a drone mask only small eye holes, nostril holes and round mouth cutout were left exposed.

“Freeze, boy.” 

The command from Chris was instantaneously effective, as Nate felt his body go rigid in a Ken doll-like pose. His arms were fastened beside him, slightly extended, and the rest of his body was frozen. Chris squatted and picked Nate up, carrying him into the shadows and back out through the secret mirror door. As he was being carried, Nate saw the storefront go by, and finally registered what was about to happen as he saw an empty pedestal in the middle of the store, right by the front entrance.

Nate felt himself get placed into position, standing on the pedestal, and realized as he looked around….that there were at least 8-10 other mannequins each positioned in different coloured rubber, in different styles of clothing, with the one thing in common being that every inch of each other mannequin was covered from head to toe…

“Ah, I see by that look in your eyes that you just realized,” Chris said, laughing a deep, hearty laugh, as he brought forth the gas mask that Nate had been poppered up with before. “That’s right, boy. You’ve just entered a very exclusive club. But don’t worry, yours is by far the most successful and perfect transformation…so when all of you drones get brought out to play with the group, you’ll always get special treatment.” And with that, Chris strapped the popper gas mask onto Nate’s head and the fumes started to get to him. His last two coherent thoughts were such: that he had never felt more like he belonged in his entire life, feeling like a proper drone and perfect boy. 

And his last coherent thought was registering that he heard the bell on the front door ring as he managed to look through the mask and see another slim, gorgeous boy walk in, and Chris’ voice saying, “Hello there, boy, interested in any rubber?”