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As the chill air continued to brush past his dark blue and white scales, the dragon that walked down the sidewalk found himself grinning as he passed by the various Halloween decorations that lined the streets. Talen had always enjoyed this time of the year; a time of fun and frivolity that was accompanied by candy and costumes. It was the latter that was the reason why he was walking down that particular street with the invitation that he continued to hold in his hand. He had been somewhat surprised when he was given it by a friend who he didn't think was really into such things, yet when he inquired further he found that these parties were actually a big deal.

Once he got to the door Talen adjusted his cape and the vest that he had managed to find that he hoped would convey he was a vampire. Though sometimes he used things like bodypaint and such for a little more risque approach he didn't really have time to put anything together like that, instead falling back on a classic that he had already arranged beforehand for a different party as he knocked on the door. "Hey, Talen!" the bear on the other side of the door said, the ursine looking up and down at him before sweeping him up in a big bear hug. "I'm so glad that you could make it!"

"Wouldn't miss it!" Talen replied once he was let down and not having the wind knocked out of him. When the dragon looked at the host of the party he noticed that the only thing he was wearing was a speedo. "Hey Max, what is that costume supposed to be?"

"Costume?" Max replied, looking confused for a second before he let out a laugh. "Oh, that's why you got the get-up on!" The loud chuckle had taken the dragon off-guard as he was led into the house as the door was closed behind him. "I didn't really have time to brief you on what kind of costume party this is, but I definitely appreciate the spirit!"

Talen found himself blinking a few times as they walked into the spacious abode's main living area. Not a single person there had on a costume, and most were in undress like the host, with a few even naked. "Oh... so it's this kind of party," Talen replied as he noticed a number of air mattresses around as well. "But why disguise it as a costume party?"

"All will be revealed to you very shortly," Max said as Talen suddenly found a drink in his hand. "You're actually the last one to arrive, so you'll see soon enough why we call this a costume party. Until then just relax and have a drink."

Talen found himself nodding and taking a swig from the cup that was given to him while continuing to look about the room. He felt rather overdressed at this point and as he drank while mingling with the others they remained rather tight-lipped about what kind of party this really is. They continued to merely tell him that it was a costume party and gave him a cheeky look before refilling his drink. After about half an hour there was the sound of the music shifting, going from the dramatic spooky tones of a typical Halloween party to something a little more sultry.

That seemed to be the cue as everyone went from the conversations they were having and migrated to the center of the biggest room, which Talen mused was the living room that had been converted for the night's festivities. Aside from the air mattresses, there was also a kiddie pool that was in the center of it that the dragon guessed was not for playing bobbing for apples. As people gathered around he stayed near the back, though as he did he found that his body was starting to tingle from the drinks. He had only had a few cups, and with his draconic constitution, it shouldn't have affected him that much, yet his entire body started to feel a bit hot and flushed with arousal at the increasingly naked flesh around him.

But Talen still felt as sharp as ever as he began to see something get thrown into the kiddie pool. He quickly realized that it wasn't the residual clothing that was being tossed inside, though at first he thought that it was maybe a glove or boot he quickly saw that the scaly or furry objects were far more detailed. He happened to glance over at an orca that was next to him and gasped slightly at seeing him pull on his neck, only to have the black and white flesh get pulled off of him to reveal shiny white underneath. Not only was the skin of the orca being removed from the rubbery body underneath but also his muscles, which as it was pulled off him it was also taking his abs and biceps as well.

Before Talen could turn to ask what was going on in the world, he suddenly felt a huge creature behind him, a pair of bear claws grabbing against the sides of his head before tugging. The dragon only managed to let out a slight yelp before suddenly it felt like his face was being slid off of his head, and before he could even bring up his hands the skin of his neck detatched from his shoulders. At least that's what it was a sensation of, but as he let out a muffled grasp while his muzzle was pulled up over his head he could immediately feel something underneath that had not been there before. By the time the tips of his fingers reached his face the only thing they brushed against was smooth, dazzling white rubber while his horns and mane popped away from his skull.

There was no gasp that escaped from Talen as his mouth was taken from him, Talen reaching up to find that instead of his draconic muzzle it was a smooth, blank bump. There wasn't even a split in it to act as his maw, though he found that he no longer needed to breathe as the surprise lifted. Once his own head had been pulled off of the blank underneath, he found he could still see, and as he examined his surroundings, he found that there were others that had done the same. As they tossed what might look like highly detailed rubber or silicone hoods into the kiddie pool there were some that took off their entire body in one piece like some sort of bizarre catsuit, though when he looked down at himself he found the rest of his body was intact.

When Talen turned around to see who had taken him like that he spun around to see the bear with a grin on his face while holding his in his hands. "I thought that you might need some help with getting started," Max explained; Talen, attempting to say something, was met with silence as his fingers continued to slide over his unnaturally smooth head. "Now I'm sure you have a lot of questions, but tonight is not for the dissemination of how this works, I just want you to enjoy yourself. That's why I took your head first so you can lose a few of those thoughts that Talen might have."

Talen might have... it was a strange way of putting it, but he had noticed that with his head being completely featureless and with seeing his own dragon head being dangled in front of him it did feel a bit like he was a bit detatched from himself. It was a surreal experience for him as he watched the bear toss his head into the pool with all the other pieces of what Max called identity attire, explaining to the partial dragon that not only were these pieces much like a costume but it also carried with it their identity that was attached to it. Before he could ask a question he saw Max reach up underneath his neck and slide along the seam that formed underneath the fur and in a matter of seconds pulled off his own bear head to reveal the smooth, featureless rubber head underneath. Even though Max had taken off his muzzle he found he could speak unlike Talen, though his host looked to fix that problem as he suddenly had the bear hood shoved over his head.

At first it felt like slipping on some sort of rubber or silicone hood, but the second that he had pulled it down over his neck Talen let out a gasp through his new ursine muzzle. He could feel the rubber contorting and morphing to the fit and the sensation of transformation was so arousing that it had caused his draconic dick to pulse to life. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced before and when he brushed his hands through the bear's fur and it felt like it was his own. It wasn't the only unusual feeling that came with the new head as he looked around while tweaking the rounded ears and felt the need to check on his guests, even though this wasn't his party.

"Technically it is your party," Max chuckled. "Though right now the feeling of being me is probably minimal."

"This is... incredible," Talen said, hearing the voice of the bear coming out of his own muzzle before looking up at the featureless head of the bear creature. "I can feel thoughts that are definitely not my own, at least I don't think they are?"

"Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it," Max said as he once more put his hands to the seam of the bear neck Talen sported. "But for now I'm going to be throwing you into the deep end as it were, and for that to happen we have to get you out of that dragon costume of yours and into something different."

Talen let out another yelp, this time in the voice of the bear, as once more he had his head taken off again and reverted back to what he would consider a neutral state. Just like with his own draconic head Max took the ursine head and tossed it into the growing pile before starting to work on the rest of the dragon's body. As the dark blue and white was stretched down his shoulders he continued to look around and noice that many had already completely disrobed as the bear called it, revealing nothing more than blank white rubber creatures underneath. They looked like a bunch of mannequins or people in zentai suits, all their features so smoothed over or hidden that Talen couldn't tell who was who if he tried.

As he looked back at the bear that had brought him to this party for the first time, even his rather robust stature had shrunk down as someone behind him began to do the same thing as he was doing to Talen. As their scales and fur were pulled away, their different physiques were homogenized just like everyone else out there. At this point there were only a few people left that had identifying parts left on their body with most of the people completely blanked out. Even Talen was a part of the group as Max finished pulling what had become a dragon catsuit, though technically it wasn't the bear anymore as he had the bear paws kicked off his feet and tossed them into the pool with everything else.

Once everyone had finished Talen looked at the sea of featureless creatures that surrounded them, though the former dragon was no longer Talen anymore. Even as he stood there waiting for some invisible signal the identity that made him what he was quickly evaporating, his gaze slowly looking down his own form. To even say that he was a he was a bit of a stretch as he pressed his hand against the smooth expanse of rubber that was his groin. There wasn't even much of a bulge there and as he pressed his shiny hand against it there was only a slight sensation of pleasure that came from it.

In his distracted state the blank known as Talen wasn't aware that movement had started towards the pool until he suddenly found himself getting jostled around by those around him. When he looked back up there was a push forward by all those that were also blank creatures, and while his connection to his own identity was somewhat diminished he was still able to tell when someone had picked out his own suit from the pile. It quickly became apparent that he would not be at this party at himself, and with the overflowing pile of costumes diminishing by the second he realized he needed to get in there quick. Though there wasn't really any particular skin he had been looking at, his devious bear host keeping him in the dark right to the last second, he could only think of grabbing something just so that he could think straight again.

At first, he thought he could grab Max's bear pelt, but even though he was right where it had been tossed, Talen found that someone had quickly snatched it up for themselves. There were still plenty of costumes left though and even as people scrambled to pick the ones they want there were still at least a dozen that hadn't been looked at yet. They were the more generic of the group from what Talen could see and as he looked back at the crowd he saw that some weren't even choosing at all yet. Did they really prefer to live in a life without identity... though it took the former dragon considerable effort to remember who he was.

As he continued to look through the kiddie pool though Talen found another interesting problem that came with trying to pick something. While he could still feel strong desires, especially as he watched as people were getting into new costumes and pairing off, he wasn't quite sure what he wanted. Perhaps that was part of this entire thing, the former dragon mused, exploring carnal tastes unfettered by his previous experiences. Before he could really muse about the more philosophical aspects of what they were doing however he suddenly felt someone come up behind him, spinning around to see the rather large bull man grinning at him.

Was this Max? The thought had only occurred for a second before he realized that there was something in the other man's hand. "Looks like you need a little help getting into costume," the burly, deep voice of the other man said. "Let ole Trevor here guide you on your first costume change, I have just the thing for a cute little blank like you."

As Talen glanced about he realized that everyone that was still a blank looked the same and even if this was Max there would be no way for him to figure out who was who... unless there was. That was the least of his thoughts however as he found himself staring into the eyes of the fox mask dangled before him. It was someone he didn't know, although he wondered if he would even recognize it with such limited access to who he used to be. Regardless this fox was someone the bull named Trevor was ready to turn him into, Talen's hands merely reached up in curiosity as the other man began to put the edges against his head.

The second the rubbery material touched against the similar synthetic skin that covered his body a jolt went through Talen's body. Suddenly a rush of emotions and memories briefly swelled through his mental faculties that had been rendered blank by losing his draconic form. Dominic... that was the name of the fox, and for the briefest of moments he had all the information that came with the life of the identity that was being thrust upon him. A taste of a life that wasn't his own, the bull seemed to sense that he had gotten a bit overwhelmed and pulled it back long enough to break contact and give Talen a break from what had been strange new memories.

Trevor didn't wait long however and suddenly Talen let out a slight yelp as the bull did more than just allow the fox hood to touch his forehead. The blank squirmed slightly as he immediately began to feel the rubber of his featureless face mold and shape to fill in the gap between his head and the features of the mask. It was an intensely pleasurable sensation that came with the transformation as his hands pressed against the cheeks of the vulpine features that were adhering to his own face, and as it did he could feel the material changes. The faux fur that had been attached to the hood shifted and warmed, becoming real as this time the life and memories of Dominic swept into the empty spaces of his psyche.

What little remained of Talen was completely washed away by all these new sensations as he got a primer on the life of the fox. Dominic was a computer programmer that worked on software for a banking system, something that had taken the vulpine-headed blank by surprise. Though the identity was quick to assert itself into the new blank even before the rest of his body was worn, which the partial blank could see the bull holding in front of him, he still recognized that this wasn't his real one. It was hard to even remember who he used be, finding only the faintest spark of recognition when he saw a blue and grey dragon making out with a cheetah that he had pinned up against the wall.

Though not everyone was engaging in adult acts the one that was currently Talen certainly was ready to go, and as he felt the chest slit of the fox press against his back the new Dominic felt a need to get the rest of his skin over him. It was practically pulled over his body by the bull and once it had completely encased him the rest of his blank form was molded just like his head had done. Once more he had a tail that he could swish around, though it was a fluffy fox one as his black-furred fingers and toes were wiggled into his blank ones. What caught his attention the most was the fact that he had a cock again, though as Trevor turned him around he had a feeling the bull wasn't quite interested in his maleness.

When the new Dominic turned around, he saw that most people had settled into their new roles. To his surprise, a few creatures remained in their blank states, the featureless white rubber creatures often dominated by those who had switched their identities. Though he had just been one himself the idea of being just like them felt like a distant memory as his new vulpine nature was rooting itself into his mind. Even so he felt a tremor of pleasure and had idly brought his fingers to the seam to feel what remained of his own rubbery form only to find that it had sealed up completely.

"Look at you, all shy and nervous," Trevor said suddenly, breaking Dominic out of his trance as he found himself blushing slightly. "This must be your first time at one of these things."

"Oh, no, I've done this a few times already," Dominic replied, the words coming out of his mouth like the most natural thing in the world. It was surprising the inflection and tone that came from his muzzle sounded so foreign and yet intimately familiar.

"I'm talking to the one inside ya," Trevor replied with a chuckle as he squeezed the rear of the fox, causing him to yelp slightly. "Dun worry though, you'll get used to it and eventually."

As the bull's thick cock began to get lined up with his tailhole Dominic found his rear up in

the air and swishing about slightly, ready to enjoy what was about to be given to him. He felt so submissive... and the hunky bull behind him was exactly the type of guy that drove him wild. Or was it? What Trevor had said reverberated through his mind and it caused a faint echo of what his previous form had been, remembering the both the blank creature he had been and that he used to be a dragon.

But just as those thoughts started to crystallize in his head the feeling of the bull's tip pressing into him caused them to shatter once more. For a brief second he feared that he would be too tight for the bull, only for the first few inches to slide in rather easily and cause his face to melt into blissful resolve. He was prepared for this, even though that wasn't actually the case the fox skin he wore knew what he was doing when he came to a party like this. Having a new body might not be so bad after all, Dominic thought to himself as he adjusted his stance so that he could take the thick shaft more easily.

"Aw, someone already got Dominic I see," another voice came up that caused the fox to look up, his nostrils still flaring as Trevor was relentless in spreading open his insides while he looked at the blank creature. He was surprised to see that the one he was looking at was one of the blanks, having a mouth that had opened in his blunt muzzle. "A pity, he always knew how to suck cock so well."

"This one is a newbie," Trevor commented after a grunt. Why don't you show him the versatility of these forms?"

Dominic just looked up at the blank in question, but even without the face of the blank creature being expressive he could almost sense the smirk that was on his face. Before he could ask what that even mean Trevor gave a hard thrust to completely hilt inside him that pushed the fox forward, right into the hands of the blank. He could immediately feel the tips of his rubbery fingers find the edge of the fox mask like it had been there all along, even though when he had felt around his neck and chest there was nothing there. Whatever they had done to him to allow him to shed his identity wasn't a one-time thing, they could change their identities at will as he let out a gasp when the fox head was pulled off of him.

Once more Dominic had mostly left his mind, leaving only a blank head underneath as he found himself shaking his head. The fox wasn't completely gone though and with the blank holding onto the face he had taken he looked back to see that his body was still completely vulpine. It was surprising how much of the costume's identity was contained in the head as he continued to grip against the back of the couch while Trevor railed into him. While it was hard to keep track of what was going on considering the waves of pleasure coursing through his body he could sense that things were about to get stranger, especially as he turned back to the blank to find himself staring at... himself.

The face of the fox had already become animate again, and as Dominic stared at his own face while his own was blank it reminded him that he wasn't actually him. He was... Talen, his name was Talen. It was almost startling how hard it was to remember even without the personality of the skin that had mostly covered his body filling his psyche. There was still a little bit of the previous personality inside him though, which made it a surreal experience to kiss those vulpine lips that were his own a few seconds ago.

The tongue of the other man pushed into his own maw and explored the insides of his recently rubberized snout. The make-out session only lasted for a little while however before the vulpine headed creature slid down and around to between his legs. With the bull's cock hilting him with every thrust it had made Talen forget about his own bouncing up and down in time with each movement, though it stopped as the creature slipped between his limbs and grabbed the appendage. The feel of the rubber fingers against his fox shaft would have caused Talen to cross his eyes if he had any, though he could see just fine as he turned himself to watch.

Having just wore the face of the fox it was a strange sight to Talen to see that same muzzle starting to nuzzle up against his throbbing member. Even Trevor had slowed down his thrusts so that he could experience the sensation of having what was essentially his own maw starting to lick against his cock, feeling a connection to it even though someone else was wearing it. While the link was rather weak it was still enough for him to still feel the throbbing flesh as though he was the one that was licking himself. The tongue moved with expert precision and Talen couldn't help but think that the blank wearing the fox head was right, Dominic was quite the expert when it came to fellatio.

Talen didn't have long to think about it when the fox-headed blank finally went all in, taking the vulpine shaft that belonged to him with a loud gulp. He moaned loudly, not only from the stimulation that came from his groin but also the phantom cock that felt like it was in his own maw. Even though he had no control over what the fox head did to him it still felt like he should, the body of the fox still giving him some influence over the actions of what his disembodied counterpart could do. The pleasure was so intense that it was hard to Talen to focus on anything, even the creature that had come up in front of him.

When Talen finally did recognize the presence in front of him his vision suddenly became obscured by something being slipped over it. He could vaguely hear someone commenting on the situation and that a new perspective was needed. It didn't take much for the rubbery material to slip down over his head and when he could see again he found himself able to blink several times while his vision shifted. A new wave of personality and memories swept over him and with the number of mirrors Max had set up, no doubt for their guests to admire themselves in their new costumes, Talen's jaw dropped slightly at the feline face that stared back at him.

Elric... that was the name of the lion who's head he now wore, and even from the the mere touch of personality on his own psyche Talen could sense that he was the exact opposite of Dominic. A sudden surge of dominance swept through his body, clashing with the body that he wore. He felt almost offended that a regal creature like himself would allow himself to be bent over and taken, though the fact that Trevor was a beefcake of a bull seemed to help mitigate that fact, but at the same time the sensations that came from his body made his insides getting stretched open continue to feel natural to him. Having a new head on his shoulders also mitigated the senations he was getting from the fox head sucking him off, though there was still a little feedback in that regard as his hands went down to grip the sides of those pointy ears.

As Trevor finished up the lion-headed fox let out a roar as he came, the bull hitting his prostate to set him off and dump his seed into what was essentially his own mouth. It caused his tailhole to squeeze around the cock inside him and caused the bull to also cum, feeling those thick pectorals press against his back as the other man nearly collapsed on top of him. "That was great as usual," Trevor said with a chuckle, though Talen found that the bull's accent had disappeared. "I think it's time to change costumes though, and I'm sure the one underneath you would like to have the rest of Dominic."

"Ah, it was fun sucking myself off," Dominic replied with a chuckle after he had pulled off of the cock that had practically slid down into his throat and looked up. "Plus that's pretty interesting to see Elric's head on my body, I can only imagine what's going on in his head right now."

Talen was still reeling from his orgasm as he heard the two talking about him, though as he panted to recover his breath he still found his new brown eyes staring at himself in the mirror. He had already been amazed at everything that had happened so far and with the addition of someone's head on a different costume's body it had caused a hybrid in both body and personality. The thick brown mane that had framed his leonine face shifted to red as it merged with the fur on his neck, and as he reached in he could sense the seam that was there. There was also the mixing of Elric and Dominic's personalities, and while they balanced out a bit to more of a switch personality he felt the lion was pushing and supressing the fox.

A growl escaped from his throat as the bull pulled out of him finally, allowing Talen to get up and stretch his back. Though his mind was starting to become attuned to Eldric he decided to try and take off the costume for himself, especially since the blank wearing Dominic's head was still stroking through his fur in an almost possessive fashion. Neither lion nor fox was his actual identity anyway and as he slowly detached and pulled the lion head off of his body he could see Trevor doing the same with his bull visage. Unlike his costume the bovine skin came off all in one full body catsuit and Talen had to pause and watch as the muscular creature suddenly sagged on the deflated physique of the skinny blank creature underneath it.

Once Talen had gotten the head off of himself he tossed it into the kiddie pool and worked the fox body off of himself too, returning to a blank state himself. Dominic was eager to snatch up the vulpine costume and no sooner had he pulled the heavy paws off his own feet the other creature had snatched it up and disappeared into the crowd. As both the fox and lion personality and memories disappeared he realized that the skills he could have utilized while he was wearing those costumes had left him as well. The computer programming he was confident he could do had reset and he was back to being able to reliably turn one on and that's about it, though as he turned back to the kiddie pool the blank let out a slight gasp of shock.

There were no costumes left!

The blank went over just to be sure and found that even the lion mask that he had tossed in there was gone, which prompted him to look around at the party. There were several that didn't have a costume on at all still yet there was no identities left as everyone continued to engage with one another. It was a bit unusual for him and made him wonder what to do, only for a pair of arms to wrap around him and pull him away from the kiddie pool. The feel of feathers against his rubber skin had caused him to shudder in pleasure and as he turned around he saw the gryphon that had snagged him.

"Ah, no need for you to stand there waiting," the gryphon said, the blank looking him up and down to see that he had a leonine lower body and eagle upper half. "A cute blank like you can have my attention, especially since I got a peek in that head of yours when you wore mine."

It took Talen a second to realize that he was talking about Elric, which meant that his lower half was probably the lion. Having just experienced a hybrid nature firsthand he guessed that there was another personality in there, but it was hard to see that with the way that the gryphon acted. He felt like he was talking to one entity as those scaly yellow hands continued to carress up and down his body, and though not nearly as forward as Trevor had been he could tell that the other man was interested in doing a little more than just chatting. With no other way to gain a new costume at the moment he decided that being a blank and in the company of this other man was something that he could certainly explore as the party wore on.

"How are you enjoying your first time?" the gryphon asked, the blank looking at him in slight surprise that somehow the hybrid managed to pick up on despite not having any facial features. "We can always tell the new blanks, they touch themselves a little more often than the others. You can call me Blake by the way, go with the name of my bird half since I don't want any potential imprints of Elric to flare up."

As soon as Blake mentioned the name of his lion half it caused the blank to shudder slightly as he remembered the assertive and rather potent personality that had come with it. The gryphon was right that if he continued to say the name that it would keep bringing up those emotions and personality instead of the one that he had at the moment, which was... nothing. Though he had felt it before this was the first time that the featureless creature had a real chance to focus on the lack of personality he had, and with the other man stroking against his rubbery form it was only reinforcing the nature of this new body.

"I... feel very strange," the blank said in slight shock, though it was also pleasure as the gryphon cupped against the slight bulge between his legs. "It's getting... hard to remember who I am."

"Well of course, my lovely blank," Blake replied with a slight chuckle. "That's because right now you're nothing, you have no costume on and therefore are nothing but a ghost. Now you'll know who you are once you see yourself, but that's not going to be a concern right now since your focus should be on me, right?"

The blank rubbery creature found himself nodding as he looked into the amber eyes of the gryphon. Whether or not that was actually true didn't really matter, with no internal thoughts of his own it felt like the words of Blake served as a substitute for them. He was rewarded for his admission with a few more strokes of his groin, and while he didn't really feel much in terms of pleasure down there there was enough stimulation from the act that caused him to vibrate slightly. As the scaly fingers trailed down further between his legs and began to curl back up there was one thing that blanks had, feeling them gently probe into his rear.

While his groin wasn't very sensitive his hole was, getting a brief phantom sensation of a tail that wasn't actually there as the gryphon became more frisky. "Someone is enjoying themselves," Blake cooed as he began to shift the blank creature around, the gryphon getting into a sitting position on the floor while guiding the malleable creature in his grasp. "You like that, being nothing but a template for any other creature to imprint upon you? Having someone guide you, mold you, think for you?"

Though the teasing words didn't have an initial effect upon the blank deep down somewhere inside his rubbery skull it was stoking a flame of passion inside of him. The gryphon knew exactly what to say and do to entice him and they were echoing so strongly within him that he didn't even know that he was slowly guiding them towards their lap. It wasn't even until the tip of his erection rubbed against their inner thigh did they realize that they were being pulled back to be impaled by the thick spire of flesh, but as the last vestiges of their personality melted away it was hard for them to care. With nothing between their legs and no other defining characteristics the blank wasn't even sure whether they were male or female anymore, instead becoming the toy just like the gryphon was cooing to them while still giving them a low level of stimulation.

Even though he had a mouth the blank rubber creature couldn't find the means to form any words, instead just letting out a slight moan as the gryphon continued to lavish attention on them. Even though their mind was just as blank as their body they could still recognize that the hybrid was fawning over them more like some sort of possession instead of a person. That's what they felt like, some sort of toy to be used by others, and just like Blake had said there was somewhere deep down inside of their shiny form that was really enjoying it. They weren't the only ones either as the blank looked around and saw that several were eyeing them up with lustful looks.

For the moment though they belonged to Blake, something that the gryphon was eager to take advantage of as he finally guided his tip into their hole. From what they remembered being the fox, those memories still fresh and crisp in their mind, their rear was even more accommodating than the vulpine tailhole that was used to it. The blank still wasn't quite sure how this body even worked or what was inside, but at the moment that didn't even matter to them as they were quickly lowered down that throbbing shaft. The gryphon let out a soft sigh of pure pleasure as the insides of the blank creature squeezed around it, causing a wave of blissful sensations to go through both creatures.

Blake didn't stop until he had gotten the blank creature completely hilted down on his lap, then as they sat there being fully stretched out the gryphon slowly began to push his hips up while massaging their rubber chest. It felt so good to have that cock inside of him, at least that's waht the voice speaking softly next to him said as he was slowly shifted up and down. At the moment the hybrid was merely relishing the feeling of the inner walls squeezing against his sensitive flesh, something that the blank focused on as well while they sat there. After a while of the two just enjoying the rhythm of the gryphon's hips a shadow caused the smooth head of the blank to look up and see a stocky alligator man standing there in front of them.

"Hey there Allen," Blake said, stopping his movements and still holding the blank against his feathered chest. "What brings you over here?"

"Still playing the consummate host and just seeing if everyone is doing well," the alligator replied, reaching down and running his clawed fingers under the chin of the blank. "Plus it would be remiss of me not to make sure our newest party guest is having fun."

As the two continued to talk to one another a spark of recognition registered in the mind of the blank. From what the alligator was saying he guessed that this was actually Max, though he was definitely more scaly and less furry then usual. What perplexed him even more was how the other man knew that he was new... though he had likely seen him get taken in and turned to Dominic, then it would just be a matter of keeping track to know that he was the blank that sat there on the gryphon's cock. It was clear that the blank had a lot to learn about this type of party and what was going on, but his attention was brought back to the alligator when he felt something bump against his cheek and focused back on the thick erection in front of him.

It didn't take much prompting for the blank to open their mouth, feeling their latex lips stretch around the somewhat girthy shaft as the alligator commented on how good of a blank they were. The compliment was almost better then the dual stimulation they were getting from the two cocks inside of him as their prehensile tongue slithered down the cock pushing inside of them. Just like with his rear his synthetic flesh yielded easily to the alligator as his heavy fingers gripped against the side of their head to keep him steady. It didn't take long before they could already feel the tip bump against the back of his throat while the gryphon began to slowly push up into him once more.

With the two men practically sandwiching his rubber body the blank was unable to move much, but his gaze was still able to wander even without a set of eyes. While most of their attention was focused on the two cocks inside of their body there was movement that caused their focus to wander. The cause of the sudden grabbing of their attention was the blue and grey scaled dragon that was walking by. At this point the blank hadn't even realized where they were in the house, Blake had brought them over towards the side room just off the landing that lead out the door in order to take him.

As the blank's mind began to rise up above the haze of pleasure that was fogging his already empty mind, they quickly realized that the dragon he was looking at was Talen. Seeing him standing there talking to a few people at the door sparked the memories from the blank within. Wait a second... even as the cock of the alligator slipped down into his throat and his head brought closer to the scaled groin of the bigger man his focus remained. He felt a tingle of connection and for the briefest of moments he could see the movements and hear the speech as though it was their own, which caused the blank to panic when he saw Talen wave to the ones he was conversing with and head towards the door!

But all the blank could do was let out a muffled groan as his attempts to talk only caused his throat to squeeze around the cock that was sliding in and out of it. His hands had gone up and he squeezed the rump of the alligator to try and get out of his dual impalement but the only thing that did was cause him to huff in pleasure and thrust even harder. They were effectively trapped, and after the dragon disappeared through the front door the identity that the blank had known themselves to be immediately began to fade once more. But there was still a little piece of them that was left that needed to figure out what was going on and to catch up with the dragon, and since the two that were inside them wanted to get release the blank merely redoubled their efforts to get them off.

It didn't take long; the blank felt both men orgasm inside of him, and once the alligator finished he almost immediately pulled out before commenting that he needed to make sure that his other guests were taken care of. Though the gryphon wanted to continue to fawn over the rubber creature a little more he didn't resist when they pulled themselves up and slid the cock out of them. Once they were freed they quickly turned and thanked Blake for everything before heading towards the door. Before they could get to it though a shark man that had been standing next to it quickly stepped in the way and told them that there was no leaving the party without a costume on.

The blank felt themselves panicking a little bit, especially since they were quickly forgetting the reason that they were leaving in the first place. It was only the fact that they had seen their identity leave the door that echoed in their mind that kept them on track. No leaving without a costume... as they looked back at the kiddie pool they saw that there were a few that had been deposited back into it, and though they knew that it meant potentially getting their psyche plowed over by someone else's personality they wanted to take the risk in order to get their old form back. Fortunately there had been a few costumes that were returned and the blank opted to just go with one that was a complete one piece suit so that he could slip it on and get outside.

Even though they were in a hurry the blank still had to pause a few times as the pleasure of assuming a new form hit him even as he rushed. This skin was furry but had scaly feet and hands that grafted to his own rubbery skin once he slipped his limbs inside, and as he pulled it up over his shoulders he could feel the thick tail get attached to his backside and start to swing around. There was a slightly bizarre sensation as he could feel something else that was going on with the new appendage and as his wings were grafted to his back he could feel the tip of the tail opening up slightly. A tailmaw... that was unexpected, but as his new cock throbbed while being adjusted to his normally smooth groin he almost fell forward when all the stimulation that the gryphon had given him rushed back all at once.

It was a wave of pleasure that took him a second to recover from, and even before he got the head of the costume he was hip deep in he could feel the new personality creeping up on him. Whomever he had just taken was rather versatile and not really dominant or submissive in nature. Perhaps that would make this one a little easier to keep control, the disappearing blank thought to himself as he hoisted the hood of the costume up over his shoulders. By this point most of his body had transformed to match the costume that he had taken and even before he got the hood of it attached to the neck over his own he could feel his muzzle starting to stretch out longer.

The good thing about this costume was that it was vaguely draconic in nature, feeling the horns graft to his head while he pulled the rest of it over his head. It took a few moments to get used to the fit but once he was done the new creature attempted to keep the psyche that was within the skin of the creature at bay and went to go and find out who had just left with his own suit. He was Talen... though the name sounded almost foreign to him it was something he had to remind himself that he was as he made his way towards the door. At this point he just focused on that and not the growing memories flooding into his mind...

"Oh hey, I was hoping someone would snag you again," a voice suddenly said behind the concentrating creature, Talen just about to pass the shark and get outside when he turned around to see a naked cheetah grinning at him. "My last costume was too dominant, but fortunately I manged to switch to Ethan here while you were getting switched around. I hope you weren't thinking of leaving before we had a chance to have our fun, Serathin."

Serathin... the name had caused the floodgates of the mentality of the costume to pour into his mind, which was helped when he slowly turned and caught himself in the mirror that was hung up in the hallway. As he looked as the purple-haired, sabertoothed creature in the reflection it had all made sense to him at that moment, the memories and personality once more imprinting themselves onto the blank that had become the creature he wore. The entity that was known as Serathin wasn't particularly forceful in his personality like the lion Elric was, but as he heard the new voice in his mind it was hard not to listen to those words as they enticed him back towards the cheetah.

"I mean, I was going to do something..." Talen replied, though that name was almost completely forgotten in his mind as he turned back towards the door. As he tried to think of what it was he was supposed to do though his attention was distracted and those green eyes drifted back to the naked feline in front of him, which caused his lips to curl in a grin. "But I suppose whatever it was couldn't have been that important, why don't you come with me cutie and we can keep the party going."

With that last little break of willpower the entire mission that Serathin had been on was all but forgotten, relegated to the back of the mind of the blank completely enveloped in the psyche of the draconic sabrewolf costume he wore. It didn't help that Ethan was exactly Serathin's type to stoke his more dominant side, and with having been the one that was getting plowed into during this entire party he was more than happy to experience a bit of being on top. The cheetah was eager to please and the two made their way towards the kitchen where the draconic sabrewolf hoisted him up on the island while their muzzles met in a powerful kiss.

It didn't take long before the two of them got to more then just making out, Serathin pushing Ethan back a little more and getting his hips to move forward so that his tailhole was exposed. A soft growl escaped from his lips as he completely forgot everything except for the fact that he was the hybrid and he was getting ready to plow into this soft twink that was in front of him. The cheetah was happy to oblige for his carnal hunger and reciprocated with stroking through the purple and black fur of his lean body, stoking him to be even more dominant and assertive to him. After another sloppy kiss Serathin took his striped cock and pushed it into the puckered hole of the other man beneath him, causing both men to groan loudly from the insertion.

Though Serathin was currently in the forefront of his mind the previous encounters of the party were still somewhat fresh in his mind, which made him wonder if it was fueling his current dominant streak. He found himself growling in delight as he set the rhythm with his hips and thrust forward into the moaning creature underneath him. The tailmaw of the costume he wore flailed about in delight as the two had several watching them, which only seemed to spur them one even more. Though the lust was strong with this one they were in no hurry, Serathin huffing loudly as he plunged himself deep into the cheetah's tight hole that clamed around his cock.

The draconic sabrewolf continued with no concept of time until he felt a hand on his shoulder, which caused him to stop when he was hilt deep inside of Ethan. When he turned he saw a familiar bear standing there, though he wasn't sure whether or not he was actually speaking with the real host. "Yes, it's actually me," Max replied with a grin. "Party is winding down, which means I get to start rounding people up and getting them back into their normal forms."

"Normal forms?" Serathin asked, though as Max talked he began to feel the psyche within starting to stir as the cheetah beneath him reached forward and grabbed him by the rear to keep him going.

"Yes, the blank of the cheetah that you're plowing has to be back with his blank in order to make sure he can make a meeting," Max explained. "Considering the costume that you chose I had to make sure that you didn't accidently get swept away by him either, so I thought I would come in and intervene. I'm not a monster though, but as I said the cheetah has plans so I would urge you to finish up... shame though, wouldn't mind sandwiching you."

Though it was still Serathin that chuckled the personality of the blank within was starting to manifest, spurred on by the bear as he grabbed the legs of the cheetah and increased his speed. Even as he continued to thrust hard he could see that the other man was already starting to take off his costume, the cheetah's smirk quickly deflating as it became a hood. As the blank, featureless head underneath was revealed it only reminded the other man what was inside him as well, which was amplified when the cheetah continued to take parts off of him. Unlike the others the costume for the feline was far more modular, Max taking off his feet like they were socks.

Soon only the body of the cheetah remained, the back of which arched when Ethan came. At this point Talen had manifested enough to know that he was the one, though it took Max reminding him as he gave a few more hard, shallow thrusts before he came as well. The mix of feeling the rubber hands and feet of the blank along with the fur that still remained on the blank's body. It wasn't long though before Talen pulled back and allowed the one in front of him to finish stripping down and gather up the feline parts.

Talen was still panting from the experience but he quickly stopped when he felt Max's hands go to his chest and break the seam, which also helped to shake off the personality that had been dominating his mind for a while. As he sloughed off the last of the draconic sabrewolf both physically and mentally the bear continued to tell him to relax. Once more as the blank felt everything heading back towards being an empty shell it took multiple times of reminding him that he was actually the dragon named Talen to believe it. As he let the last of his costume was pulled off of his body to reveal the glistening white rubber underneath he remembered that his identity had walked out the door and told Max as much.

"Yeah... that can happen sometimes," Max said sheepishly, the blank tilting his head in shock at the revelation. "The good news is that while the blank wearing your costume does so he will act exactly the same way you would have, so that means that you don't have to worry about missing anything. Also once you're reunited with your costume then you will get the memories formed by it."

"So I just have to go to my apartment?"

"Ah, not so fast there," Max replied as he took the draconic sabrewolf costume and tossed it to one of the blanks that was waiting near them. "I can't be having you go out like that and let people know what we're doing here, fortunately we were going to meet up again in about three days to hang out so we can swap you back then."

"Three days?" Talen asked, though he already was starting to lose himself again. "What am I supposed to do for the next three days?"

As he said that he found the arm of the bear around his shoulders and saw the wry grin on the face of his party host. "Considering you don't really have to worry about anything as a blank I'm sure that I can put you up for a while. Plus since there's already a Talen out there isn't not like anyone is going to miss you."

Talen realized that the bear was right as he could see the devilish grin growing on Max's face. As he glanced back at the kiddie pool he found that all the costumes were gone and that most people had either left the party already or were dressed back up in both their identities as well as their clothing. There was no costumes left once again... and though he found it hard to believe that they weren't just hiding one for him to use, it was quickly becoming hard to focus on anything. As he found himself shaking his head he heard the bear tell him to just relax and to let everything go, Max telling him that he was more than willing to take care of him.

Though it was shocking that it felt like he had been set up, though the blank was finding it hard to keep hold of why that was. It was getting harder and harder to think, and with Max still whispering in his ear the words were imprinting into them just like before. They were just a blank creature now, someone that would be used by their friend while they waited for... something to happen. Though they could feel the thick fingers of the other man start to caress up and down their back Max told the blank to join him to make sure the rest of his party guests were sent off properly.

The blank merely nodded in response and joined the bear in serving the last of his guests that milled about, though it didn't take long before everyone had started to file out. They all thanked Max for hosting the party once more and stated they couldn't wait for the next one, and as they did the rubber creature could see them look at their body with a smirk. The reason why was lost on them though as they continued to stand obediently like they had been told, nodding and bowing briefly to those that were leaving. The last was a familiar draconic sabrewolf who gave the blank a wink before going through the door that was closed right behind him.

Once the last guest had left Max once more turned back towards the blank and continued to give instruction to his new blank while moving back towards the living room. The rubber creature helped with cleaning everything up, deflating the empty kiddie pool and putting it away, and once everything had been put back to normal he joined the bear on the couch. Though he was still sliding up and down the slick flesh of the blank it was clear that he was rather tired from the party and wanted to just cuddle up. That was just fine with the blank as he rubbed his own hands through the fur of his temporary owner.

As they sat together watching a movie a momentary flutter of Talen once more made its way into the conciousness of the blank, and as it took stock of the situation briefly before sinking back down they had a brief thought that perhaps they may stay that way until the next party...

...and if that party happened to be next year, perhaps that was something that they could live with.