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Adrian tried to hide his discomfort as his girlfriend Melody embraced him tightly. He played at returning her passionate kiss as best he could, barely noticing the cold air flowing from the open door behind him.

Tonight, had been their one year anniversary and Adrian had wanted to go all out. Melody was successful. She wore expensive, designer clothes. She drove a Porsche. Her house was huge; a Victorian era construction of wood and stone. She was an artist, a sculptor of sorts, not that Adrian had ever really understood her methods. She created erotic artworks of rubber, latex and occasionally, more traditional materials, which sold for incredible amounts.

By contrast, Adrian was nobody important at all. He worked for an insurance company doing data entry and the most creative he ever got was adding beans to toasted cheese.

Adrian could feel Melody's tongue stud play against the top of his mouth as she pushed him back towards the wall. A stack of envelopes fell noisily to the ground from a small table as she clumsily closed the door with an outstretched foot. Melody pushed the advantage, hungrily suckling at his mouth, before leaning back slightly, a string of saliva drawing out between them. She licked her lips to clear it "Tonight was amazing. Such a good boy deserves a treat, don't you think?" She did not give Adrian a chance to respond, she just plunged back in, her lips engulfing his once again, her roaming hands griping at his stiffening cock.

Normally, Adrian would have been pretty excited but instead, he was terrified. The blood flooding to his groin, was a purely physiological reaction and not one he had any choice in.

The meal at The Courtyard had cost him two weeks wages but it had been worth it. Melody was gorgeous, she could easily have been a model with her intense green eyes, flowing dark hair and slim, shapely body. Combined with her wealth, Adrian often struggled to understand why she had chosen to be with him. He was not complaining though, the last year had been by far the best of his life.

He moaned as she tightened her grip on his cock and he could feel her lips tighten against his in a smile. She pulled back once again and ran a finger slowly down his chest, popping the buttons off his shirt one by one "Oh, I am going to make you squeal like a pig. Tonight was fun but you know the rules, when darkness falls, you are my plaything"

There was amusement in her voice and Adrian's breath caught in his throat. Melody had turned out to be pretty kinky and from her 'teachings' had discovered he had quite the masochistic streak. He enjoyed being treated like a pet or a toy and she enjoyed dominating him. It was deeply demeaning but it made him forget about the stresses of the day. His existence was to please his mistress and nothing else. Who cares if the intern told his boss he was watching YouTube at his desk. Fucking Tim!

Her clutch on his groin tightened further to the edge of pain causing him to grunt "You seem kind of distracted baby, everything okay?"

He nodded with a gasp, voice strained. She never seriously hurt him, he wasn't _that_masochistic and she had always respected that "Y...yeah. Just thinking about that waitress again"

She laughed, a musical noise that matched her name. Our waitress had clearly just got her tongue pierced and was unused to it. She had slurred and lisped everything she had said and the pair had found it hilarious.

"If you have time to think about that while I am kissing you, I clearly need to try harder" though her tone suggested it was not her who needed to work harder. She released the vice grip on his groin and slid back. She smiled invitingly and teased, almost whispering "Well, give me a moment to slide into your gift and you can resume your worship"

Adrian's gift, had been a rather wonderful set of deep pink lingerie. It had not been cheap. Melody had expensive tastes and the flimsy material had cost another week's wages. A gorgeous frilly teddy, garter belt and stockings that he had felt would contrast wonderfully with her almost gothic beauty. She disappeared into her room with a smile that sent shivers down his spine and he was left alone.

Adrian glanced around the foyer panting slightly. The room was huge and she had converted it into a reception area, often, she just used it as the living room instead of moving through to the 'official' one. It was a strange mixture of modern styles and traditional woods and oaks. Melody's love for latex and rubber could also be seen, with several inappropriate vases and statues dotted here and there.

Adrian glanced at the door and considered whether he might be able to open it without her hearing the sound. The best thing of course, would be to see out the night and escape in the morning but he was worried she would realise that something was up. He sighed slightly. How could he have been so stupid? The fact that Melody was so out of his league should have been a warning sign but he had ignored it.

His girlfriend was a Witch. He didn't mean that she was mean or cruel, in fact, he rather liked that part of her, at least, because it had always seemed like a game. No she was a Witch because she used magic.

Now that wouldn't necessarily be a problem by itself. Magic was rare and practitioners were often unfairly looked at with suspicion. Adrian, however, was nothing if not open minded. No, discovering she was a magician was not the problem, the problem, was how she had deployed it. He shivered again just thinking about it. A twenty minute bathroom visit had prompted him to go check if she was okay, to see if she needed him to fetch anything for her. He had just intended to call quietly through the door but when he had walked round the corridor, he had caught her, hands all over their lisping waitress, pouring mana into her or however it worked.

He had slipped back around the corner, his heart beating violently. He had grabbed peeks at the poor waitress trying to remain unseen. Her face had been an image of nirvana, shrinking smaller and smaller. Her body had stiffened, her hands and legs merging into a solid, shiny tube. He still remembered Melody's words as she picked up the expensive looking tube of lipstick "It is fortunate you were here, I brought the red by mistake and that won't do at all"

Some poor girl transformed into a tube of lipstick, just because she had brought the wrong colour. He wondered for a second if she might still be conscious in there or had Melody effectively killed her. Perhaps she had turned her back after the meal? He also had a sudden, deep seated suspicion about Melody's art and wondered if those erotic statues were created the same way. It certainly added a disturbing edge to the sense of realism and life exhibited by many of her creations, an aspect which he had always found very impressive.

His decision was made for him when she appeared, leaning against the door frame in an exaggerated feminine pose. He had been right. She looked stunning. The dark pink emphasised her curves in all the right ways and made her hair look even darker; a void where light just does not exist. She gave him a sultry smile which caused his blood to surge despite his fear "I'd ask you what you think but we both know I look amazing" her smile widened as she moved towards him, hips swinging in an exaggerated manor.

Adrian climbed to his feet and gave a nervous smile. She engulfed him, wrapping her arms around his body and nibbling at his ear "What's wrong" she whispered as her heaving body pressed up against him"

"N...Nothing" stammered Adrian "Just...just can't believe I am lucky enough to be with you"

She laughed, a deep husky sound that invaded his mind and made its home there "Breathe" she said "An uptight toy is of no use to me, if my toy can't relax, it will need to be punished, so, breathe. Calm down"

Adrian nodded slightly and took the advice. He started to breathe as she massaged his back while continuing to nibble at his ear. "That's it Baby" she whispered "In, out, in, out. Breathe"

His heart beat was starting to slow slightly despite the fact that Melody was wrapped around his body. Perhaps it would not be so bad, after all, he had really rather been looking forward to tonight and Melody was nothing, if not creative. It would be pretty hard to find another girlfriend who wanted to do the kind of things Melody had made him realise he wanted to.

"Shh" she said "I can hear your thoughts." She licked at his ear and her hands continued their massage. Despite himself, he could feel his muscles start to relax, the tension evaporating before her clever hands. "Just clear that busy little head and breathe. In and out."

Adrian moaned slightly. Why had this happened? Melody was incredible. Despite the fact he was so frightened, there was a deep seated relaxation settling into his bones. He could feel the rise and fall of his chest and he could feel Melody as she pushed up tight against him, lowering him down on to the couch "I can still hear you" she whispered "Concentrate on your breathing if you can't clear your head"

He did. In and out, in and out. The world seemed to be fading. He was having trouble hearing anything other than Melodies whispers. Trouble feeling anything other than Melodies hot body pressed against his. Something deep within him was trying to ring warning bells but he was just so relaxed, so calm. They went unheard.

"Listen to my voice" she whispered "and concentrate on your breathing. In and out." She gave a slight husky laugh and again her hands pressed into his shoulder blades, somehow banishing tension he did not know was there "You are on a beach" she whispered. He was. Well he was imagining he was anyway. He could see the beach in his head, feel the warmth of the sun, and feel Melody, pressed atop him.

"The water is lapping at your feet" she whispered quietly "And the tide is coming in. feel the water covering your feet, lapping at your ankles. You aren't scared though. As the water covers your body, you get more and more relaxed"

Adrian moaned slightly and shifted beneath her body. The moan seemed to come from somewhere distant, somewhere alien. He could just about still feel the couch below him that Melody had lowered him onto and he could feel Melody of course but mostly, he could feel that water and as it engulfed him, he felt himself go limp. "Up your legs" she whispered. As the tide covered more and more of his form his body became so relaxed that sensation was being replaced with a sense of nothing. He felt numb, like he was floating in an empty void "Over your chest" she whispered.

He was still focused on his breathing. He could feel his chest rise slowly. It was almost like he was falling asleep and yet, at least part of him was still alert. He was conscious but he didn't want to do anything, just drift in this sensationless void that seemed to be engulfing him "Over your head" came the distant voice, and with that he was gone.

Melody carefully climbed off him but he barely noticed. He just lay there, taking long, deep breaths.

"Well" she said with a sigh "Sooner or later they all go this way but I thought you still had a good six months left" he could hear her voice in the void. It was the only thing that really existed. It bypassed his conscious mind and flooded straight into his unconscious "Remember this state. If I say Sleep, you will return to it" she tilted her head "Sit up"

He did. His eyes were still closed but he pushed up into a sitting position, his body squeaking against the leather of the couch. "Any commands that start toy, you will obey. They will become a part of you. Nod, if you understand"

Adrian nodded.

She smiled slightly "Very well then. I shall count from 3 to 1. On 1, I want you to awake and forget this little conversation. 3...2...1"

Adrian's eyes sprung wide open "W...What?" Melody was smiling at him, standing with a dangerous look in her eyes. She was holding one of her tins of rubber ink, a substance she often used with her artwork. Where had that come from?

"You fell asleep. I guess my massage was just too good, huh?" Adrian scrambled back slightly, regretting his suspicious action almost immediately. He tried to relax slightly and shook his head a little

"Ah...S...sorry babe. I don't normally fall asleep like that...It threw me a little. What...what is with the ink?" Keeping the nervousness from his voice was impossible and he knew she could hear it.

Melody licked her lips with a smile, taking a step closer to him "You always show so much interest in my art, I thought you might like to see it a little" her smile widened and the final word was almost a whisper "closer"

Adrian gulped, oh god, he was in trouble. He shook his head a little too quickly and he could feel his eyes water as he badly faked a smile "A...ah. Maybe another time? Can't we just snuggle tonight? It has been such a good day"

"Ah, but Toy, You do so want to be covered in my ink"

He moaned as the words seemed to flood into him, bursting past a dam he didn't even realise existed and penetrated, deep into his subconscious. He panted slightly as he felt his cock tighten against his pants "W...What?" he glanced at the ink and bit his lip hard. He did want to be covered in her ink. He loved being treated like Melody's toy and being covered in her latex ink would just take that to the next level.

He shook his head slightly. While it was true that he would like to be covered in Melody's ink, that was before he had discovered her sadistic tendencies. As great as the cool latex probably felt, being turned into some lewd statue did not sound so good. "Ah, yes, I know I said that but, I think it might be best being saved for its own thing, you know? Tonight has been so special already" he nodded slightly to himself, yes that might work.

She laughed "Do Toys get to decide how they are played with? I do think you are forgetting your place Adrian. In fact, I think you should forget that silly human name. My Toy, you are to think of yourself merely as 'Toy' from now on"

Toy frowned slightly. Something was up. Sure she often referred to him by the pet name 'Toy' but that was not his actual name. That was...something else. He looked up with a gasp "What...what did you do?" He was getting pretty hard now. His masochistic tendencies were betraying him and her mocking laughter did not help.

She placed the tub of ink on the table by the door, her feet making pleasant squeaks on the wooden laminate. "Now, now Toy. I have enjoyed you but all good things must come to an end." She tilted her head slightly and smiled, resting her chin on her hand "I mean, what are you, twenty six? And what have you achieved? I think it would be better for both of us, if you just accepted your role as my pet. I will look after you, feed you...well, toys don't need food. Do they?" she laughed. There was a tone of cruelty, like pulsating veins through her words. He had loved that when they had been playing but now, it was not so fun anymore.

Toy broke and scrambled for the door. He was whining in a most undignified manor and he gave out a loud, frightened cry of anguish as the door failed to budge when he pulled at the handle. "No...no, no, no...please, please let me go. I won't say anything" he babbled as he continued fumbling at the door. The security latch. Fuck. That's how shaken he was, he hadn't even thought to pull over the latch before going for the handle.

"Toy, please paint your hands" Melody requested with utmost calmness. He gasped from the sudden cold sensation of the ink. Instead of moving the latch, he had plunged both hands into the open tin of ink. Why...why had he done that? He pulled his hands out and moaned, instead of hands, he withdrew rubbery, plump, black paws. He wiggled the digits and they squeaked as they moved against each other. The little stubby claws seemed to be made of a hard plastic, while his 'paws', were made of a shiny rubber.

He looked towards Melody with a moan "Please don't"

She laughed and tilted her head "Hmm? You don't want to be my pet? That's not what you told me before. You should be honoured, I have turned previous boyfriends into clothing, shoes, even a dildo in one case" her grin widened slightly "You though, I always liked you. There was something...endearing about your patheticness. You, I will allow to move" Her smile widened and she laughed again "If you really don't want to be my pet though...perhaps you should watch where you get that ink"

He quickly withdrew his hands from the side of his head where he realised he had been clutching his ears. He didn't even have to look. He could feel them sticking straight up into the air, like a pair of squeaky radar dishes. The ink had been dripping down his arms too. Much of his wrists and forearms were coated in the reflective black substance.

He looked up at Melody, paused, and scrambled for the door again. Melody laughed as she watched him try to open the lock. His rubberised paws were like tightly inflated balloons and still deformed slightly under pressure. He couldn't get enough force on the latch to unlock the door and all he achieved was a series of high pitched squeaks.

Melody shook her head and ran her tongue up a large rubber ear. When had she gotten behind him? He shivered violently and his cock hardened as he moaned slightly. It felt amazing. His rubberised skin was far more sensitive than his flesh had been and he collapsed against the door as his knees went weak. She whispered into his ear "Enough Toy. Any value you have is in serving me, is in being my pet. What was your life before you met me? Can you really go back to that? You won't ever find another that will treat you as I did." Toy moaned as she pressed him into the surface of the door, his member splashing pre-cum across its front. "I brought something out in you, something you can't put back into its box. You aren't a person, you're not suited to it. Who are you kidding?" she bit his ear and he came against the door, sensations exploding throughout his body like a deflating balloon flying erratically around a room.

She slid back and shook her head as Toy moaned and turned to face her. Was she right? Was he only suitable to be her toy? Her plaything? Certainly, life seemed bland, black and white before they had met. He had never had any luck in love, he was too uncertain of himself and he had suffered long periods of loneliness and depression before Melody. The last year had been different however and Melody had served as a heady drug that seemed to make him feel valued and loved. He had always been able to separate Melody's domination as a sort of game, a holiday from life which he had never taken as a true judgement of his character.

She smiled slightly "Toy, you want to please me? Don't you?" Toy moaned and shifted his legs, pressing them together. His cock had softened slightly but his body was still trying to pump blood down there. It was true that he wanted to please her, that, after all, had been a rather core part of their relationship. He was very much the sub to her dom and he had not minded that. He had discovered he really enjoyed acting out that role and there was no doubt in his mind, that he got something out of their kinky games.

He nodded slightly with a whimper "Yes...b...but, I don't want to be change into something weird"

"But you do want to be covered with my latex?"

He paused and nodded again pathetically "Well" she said "I am not turning you into something weird, I am just correcting a mistake of birth." She pushed him up against the door with a firm hand taking hold of the pot of ink with the other "You were never meant to be human" she whispered "You are my pet, you were only ever meant to be my pet"

She leaned in suddenly and gave him a tight and powerful kiss before pulling back leaving the poor confused Toy standing dazed. She held out the pot of ink "Take it...pour it over your head. It's time to surrender, this was always your fate."

Toy moaned slightly and took hold of the ink pot. It was difficult and required him to place a paw on either side. He had to apply extra force to make up for the fact his paws deformed under the pressure and the pot wanted to slide from his grasp. He looked up at Melody confused. He knew if he poured this over himself, it was all over, but at the same time, he so wanted to please her. He always had. Perhaps a year of pleasure was a fair payment for what she was asking. His life really had been miserable before.

He hesitated, released a frustrated moan and tipped the pot over his head. The cold, dark liquid coated his head almost immediately and he collapsed to his knees, ink can tumbling to the floor with a metallic thud. There was a surprising amount of ink in that pot and as it dripped down his form it covered his eyes and he floated in darkness. It was a strangely...familiar sensation.

He could feel his face begin to stretch and shift. It did not hurt but it felt really strange. He could feel his nose swell and bloat. His teeth become small and pointy. He could even feel his tongue grow, becoming plumper in his mouth as his hair drifted from his head towards the ground.

He should have been scared but he wasn't. The darkness seemed to be ushering in an extreme relaxation, a disconnection from reality that was making it difficult to register what was going on.

He could feel his muscles relax even as they turned to latex. His shoulders popped and cracked, bones shifted and reconfigured before melting and merging into the artificial plastic mess that existed under his shiny skin.

"Did you actually go under from that?" floated a voice "You really are fucking pathetic" he felt something slap against his face but he did not react "Oh for Crying--, Wake!"

His eyes opened sharply and he looked around with a whine. He could see a long, thick black muzzle pushing out from between his eyes, sporting a large, shiny black nose. Melody was kneeling before him and had his mouth forcibly opened with her hands. She was examining the inside of his maw, running a finger over his plastic teeth and poking as his plump, bloated tongue. "Not bad Toy. I always wanted a dog but a normal mutt could never be enough for an artist like me" She grinned slightly, grabbing a brush and taking a moment to spread the ink more evenly across his arms until the ink joined up with that on his wrists.

He whined slightly as his elbows snapped and his shoulders shifted back a little, plumping, forming into a second set of thighs. Soon his arms were his forelegs and they were quite useless for any dexterous tasks. The ink had covered a lot of his back and it too was shifting and popping. Again, it wasn't painful, in fact, the cool latex was really rather pleasant. He felt a little ill however as his insides were shifting and roiling. The latex was changing more than just his skin.

He was still feeling pretty confused and a little dazed from his momentary trance as Melody examined his changes. Every touch was sending little, erotic tingles through his form and each shiver caused light to play and dance across his shiny surface. He whined slightly as she closed his mouth and tilted his head left and right. She seemed satisfied, nodding her head and started to scratch his ears like a, well like a dog. "Oh who is a good boy!" He whined slightly from the sensation. It was more than pleasant and he felt his entire form going limp from a mixture of radiating pleasure and relaxation. Suddenly, he realised he wasn't breathing and his plastic eyes went wide. He tried to complain but all that emerged from his latex maw was a squeaky bark.

Melody laughed and gave his ear one last squeeze before climbing to her feet "I had already arranged this with Winter. You remember? The witch we met at the expo last month?" Toy nodded limply "She is going to claim to have made you for me, an animated latex pet." She smiled slightly "So there will be no need to hide you, you can show all the world how glorious you are." Her smile widened and she spoke with just an edge of creeping cruelty "Toy, you want to show off your new form after all, don't you?"

Toy moaned slightly. He could not deny, at least from his limited viewpoint, that he did look impressive. He had always loved Melody's latex statues, an animated one would have been a sight to behold. As the latex consumed more and more of his back, he considered how much he would enjoy having people fuss over and compliment him. Perhaps even more exciting, was how it would make Melody happy. Like most artists, Melody loved having people look at and compliment her art and with Toy, she now had a mobile example that she could take everywhere. Toy shivered just thinking about how being complimented would simultaneously please both Toy and his mistress.

He whined as he felt his ass plump up, the ink, slowly starting to flow down over his rear. A hollow sensation was starting to develop within him and he moaned as not only his humanity was being stripped but his status as a living creature too. He was not turning into an inflatable exactly, he did seem to be hollow but his rubbery skin was thick and seemed to be dotted with plastic features. He was clearly some kind of midnight parody of a dog, a Doberman perhaps, but as he looked at Melody's face he realised it didn't matter. She was clearly happy with how he was developing and as a result, he was happy. She wanted a toy, a dog, a work of art she could parade and show off and Toy was certainly that. He whined again and gave a squeaky bark as he tried to scramble to his feet but his fleshy human legs just did not cooperate properly with his new plastic doggy ones.

He whined as Melody laughed and she approached him with the brush "Fine, Ill finish you off. Jeez. You can't do anything for your self can you?" she carefully kneeled down and grabbed the brush again, starting to spread the ink from his lower back fully over his ass and down his legs "Turn around" she said and he did so obediently. He noted that the ink did not seem to be adhering to her and any splashes simply ran off like water.

"Well" she said, as she continued to coat his legs. "You can do one thing, can't you?" He released a squeaky groan as he felt his legs pop and shift and his ass fill out above them. A strange sensation building from his non-existent tailbone announced the arrival of a tail, slowly curling up from his ass proudly into the air "Toy, you can worship me"

He moaned slightly lying down on his front legs, his ass, raised high in the air, so that she could more easily complete her work. It was true, he did worship her. Why had she not done this earlier? Surely she had known that Toy would have surrendered to being her dog if she had just asked? Serving her was pleasure and Toy shivered just thinking about the future. She finished painting his back feet which rapidly shrank down into thick paws with matching, plastic claws.

His tail finished curling up and he started to stand up but his mistress swatted his ass, causing a moaning whine to spill from his lips "We are not done yet, there is still one last part of you to coat"

She took her brush and drew it along the ground through a pool of latex ink which had pooled beneath him. The first stroke against Toys cock caused him to release a gasped, squeaky bark. He really did sound more like a toy than an animal but that was perhaps appropriate. He had no internal organs any more, just an air filled void but somehow, his mouth could still produce things like gasps and whines without a respiratory system.

He moaned and whined, shivering as his cock was coated stroke by stoke. It started to taper at the tip while swelling at the bottom into a thick knot. His plastic member was rock hard and he could feel the knot pulsate as his rubbery balls bulged with seed, responding to Melody's expert brush strokes.

He came with a loud, barking moan and a slightly weird squirting noise. He panted, mewling and rolling his head along the ground like an animal. He could hear Melody laugh as she started to squeeze and play with his spurting member. She pressed at his rubbery balls like a bottle of sauce, encouraging their contents down his pulsing dick. The sensation was incredible, like a sudden, intense burst of sensation exploding through his body. As soon as one burst finished, the next began and he spurted again and again. How long did this go on for? Toy was not sure, but when the intense pulses of pleasure began to subside, he found himself panting and lying in a pool of cum. He almost drifted into trance again as the pleasure rapidly faded into intense relaxation.

Melody slapped his ass and stood with a lewd smile "Well, it would seem you are good for two things now" Toy forced himself to look back and blinked. He was not lying in a pool of cum, in fact, his cock had sprayed copious amounts of the black latex ink across the ground.

She disappeared into her room once again as Toy struggled to his feet. He looked back at the pool of ink. There might even be more now than there had been in the pot. Was his fate to be milked for latex ink to be used in Melody's art from now on? He shivered slightly, well that would be okay, anything that made her happy was okay with him.

She returned with a thick, squeaky latex collar which she wrapped around his neck. The noise of latex against latex was horrendous as she fastened the metal latch. Even Melody winced slightly. The Collar had a series of little metal studs and a circular, silver name tag etched with his name "Toy". He gave a happy, squeaky bark at being branded so.

She stood up, attaching a lead to the collar as she did "Well" she said "You did come out well" she gave a slight smile and pointed at the transformative ooze all over the floor "But you have made quite the mess, what a bad dog, Clean it up now"

Toy whined, his ears going flat against his head but he obeyed. He started lapping up the latex ink with his big, fat tongue. Strangely, it did seem to adhere rather well and it did not take long at all before the floor, door and couch were completely clean. Perhaps stranger was the fact that he could feel the ink flowing into the empty space within him. Was he to be a container for this substance as well?

Melody smiled at him, an expression containing just as much lust as any she had offered his human self. She gripped his lead tightly "Good boy. Now." She began to walk towards her room as Toy happily followed "I believe I was promised a passionate night with my plaything" her smile widened "I see no reason to change those plans"

Toy could not have agreed more.