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Time lost all meaning for Shawn as he hung there in the vac-rack, unable to do much more than wiggle. He was lost in a void created by rubber, his entire presence and being consumed by it as it pressed upon him on all sides. At this point he couldn't even tell when he was awake and when he was asleep, all he could do was remain bound there and let his mind wander in the blackness. Of course at this point the only thing that his brain could focus on was the blackness, the blackness and the rubber that created it.

"Looks like you got yourself in quite the predicament," a voice said in the darkness. "Although I'm sure you're not one to complain at this point. In fact you're probably exactly where you want to be."

At first Shawn thought that Elijah had put some sort of speaker inside the secret compartment, but as it continued to ring in his head he realized that it wasn't his boss's voice at all. Just as he figured that out an image began to form in front of him, one of red and blue coloration that became a familiar shape. It was that of his dragon suit, moving of its own accord without him controlling it. When it became clearer in his vision he realized that it wasn't just a dragon suit that was in front of him, it was an actual anthro rubber dragon... or maybe it was him in a suit? At this point he wasn't even sure of what to think of his hallucinations anymore as the figure continued to approach him until they were less than a foot apart.

"Boy are we having fun now," the dragon suit taunted as it continued to grin at him. "Locked in a sealed vac-cube by your dragon boss for the night, completely confined and stuck as a dragon until he comes in the next morning. How much extra pay do you think you're going to get with your new promotion, by the way? Maybe enough to pay your friends back for the makeover to your house and me, your dream suit?"

"Dream suit?" Shawn replied, slightly surprised he was even able to speak, though if he was in a dream that would make sense. "You're just something that I picked out of a pile to get into a club that my friends have been bothering me to get into."

"Still thinking like that, are we?" the dragon suit replied. "I think it's safe to say you've gone way beyond that little excuse at this point. As we speak you probably have your house being altered to be more like a dragon den, you accepted an offer to be another rubber dragon's plaything while still remaining as such to your handlers, and at this point you've all but identified yourself to your co-workers and such of your true nature."

"True nature?" Shawn asked, trying hard to follow the direction of the voice even though it felt like he was talking circles around him.

"As a dragon, silly," the suit practically giggled. "Look at yourself, this is clearly something that you've wanted for quite some time. Heck, ever since you were a child you wanted to be one, but years of society and parents and such have told you that such a thing was impossible. Well, now you may be a rubber version of your desires, but isn't it so much better?"

Shawn felt his mind churn as he thought back to those days in his youth, the carefree thoughts of pretending to fly around as a dragon as stomping around when he was just a child. It did appear that he had now indulged completely in that fantasy in his adult life, and the best part was he wasn't ashamed of it. With the initial nervousness of being in a dragon suit gone and the fear of being ridiculed in public evaporating by the day, he was truly able to enjoy the gift that he had been given. As his mind expanded upon those thoughts he began to think even more like a dragon to the point where he could feel his tail swish in the air or his wings flap around, even though he knew that was impossible just in his current bound state alone.

"Now you're getting the picture," the dragon suit said. "Don't be afraid to be me, this is what you were always destined to be."

At this point Shawn wasn't sure if the voice he was hearing was his subconscious anymore... was it possible that the suit was... actually talking to him? His rational mind shook it off, there was nothing that indicated these suits were actually talking to him, but the way that it was trying to convince him to be more comfortable in his own skin, so to speak, almost made it feel like a separate entity. But when the male continued to rule that as impossible it shed a light on the possibilities that were left. As he continued to watch his dragon suit move and swish around in front of him he began to really wonder if that's what he truly wanted... to just... be a dragon...

"There you go," his suit cooed as it got even closer and held his head in his hands. "Now you're really seeing what it means to be a rubber dragon. Why don't you go and give a roar for me to show you that you really have it in you?"

The first time Shawn tried it was little more than a grunt, something that caused his suit to shake his head at him. When he tried it again there was a little more of a growl to his voice, which grew even louder his third time. After a little bit more practice he got his growl down pat and began to raise it in intensity with the dragon suit encouraging him the entire time. Finally Shawn reached down deep and let out as loud of a roar as he could, the inhuman sound reverberating throughout the rubbery void that had been his home as he stopped in surprise.

"I can't believe that was really me..." Shawn said as he felt the hands of the rubber dragon suit on his shoulders. "Am I a dragon?"

"Only if you truly want to be," the suit replied with a wink. "Knock knock."

The last bit confused Shawn as he looked at the still grinning latex dragon. When the suit repeated itself he was just about to ask what that meant when he heard two loud bangs reverberate through the void, causing Shawn to look around. When he looked back in front of him the suit was gone, replaced with darkness as there were two even louder bangs that caused him to jump...

When Shawn awoke the restraints he was in shuddered slightly, the immobile male stretching as best as he could as the dream state evaporated away and left him in his still dark-but-conscious state. "I can hear movement down there," the familiar voice of Elijah said as there was another set of knocks on the door. "There aren't going to be any lazy dragons on my watch, so if you're awake and ready for breakfast just make a muffled noise to let me know."

Shawn quickly voiced as loud of a grunt as he could through the tube gag as the door opened, which caused him to wince as light hit his eyes for the first time. "I trust that you had a good night," Elijah said as Shawn's eyes adjusted to see the latex red and silver muzzle of his boss sitting there. "Now I have a treat for you, but treats need to be earned and not just given. Let's see how well you can perform after such a long training session after a bit of actual hydration, though. We're dragons, not monsters."

The man's words reverberated through Shawn's psyche as they sounded so similar to the dragon suit in his dream, though not exactly the same as he was fed a bottle of water carefully through the tube gag. Elijah was extremely good at what he was doing, not a drop was spilt and Shawn was able to swallow the liquid easily as he hadn't realized how parched his throat had gotten throughout the process. Once that was done he was presented with something else that was about to be fed through his tube gag, only this was the rubbery cock of the dragon male that had just helped him. Shawn could hear the other man let out a grunt as he stuck out his tongue to greet the throbbing appendage as best he could before it stretched out the rubber of his muzzled mask.

"Now this is the way to start the work day," Elijah said between his gasps and grunts as he began to push his cock deeper into the muzzled male trapped below him. Shawn was just thankful that he had the muzzle of the suit to help contain the length of the member being pushed inside him, but even then he had to adjust himself as best he could when he began to feel the latex head push against his throat. With still being completely sealed in his rubber suit there was nothing he could do but let the dragon in front of him do everything, with his contribution other than providing the warm, wet space to pleasure the other male being to flick his tongue along the molded ridges every time it was pulled out of him.

There was no slowness like yesterday where Elijah would keep his cock buried hilt-deep inside Shawn's mouth or tailhole while he worked, this was a blowjob with the express purpose of getting him off. Shawn even felt those red scale-textured hands press against his head as he was pushed to the point of nearly gagging as he used his nostrils to help regulate his breathing. Once again he had no idea how much time passed, but it couldn't have been more than a few minutes before he saw the rubber-covered thighs clench and felt hot seed flow down his throat as Elijah climaxed inside his muzzle. Shawn breathed heavily through his nostrils from the intensity of the muzzle fucking he had just gotten as he felt the thick rod get slowly pulled out of him after he had swallowed the last drop.

"Now that was a good job," Elijah said before Shawn began to hear movement above him. "And thanks to you I don't have to go into the bathroom or try to explain the stains on my carpet. Let's get you out of there so you can get a chance to stretch your legs."

The first thing Shawn felt was the release of pressure against his entire body, the suction dissipating as Elijah opened the lid of the vac-cube that had held him for so long. With a little help from the other male he managed to get up into a sitting position on the edge of the secret compartment while the hood was taken off his face. Once that was gone the straightjacket came off next, Shawn moving his arms around for the first time in what felt like ages while Elijah moved down to the leg binders that were the last piece of gear on him. After he was totally freed Shawn was given more help off the desk and onto the floor, nearly falling after the first few steps as it took him a few seconds to get used to standing once again after such a long time hanging there.

"The first time is always the hardest to reaccimlate from," Elijah said with a grin. "You did quite well, though, now as promised I have breakfast for you after you go ahead and take a shower. After that you got the rest of the day off since I'd hate to wear you out too much on your new job duties. Plus, I would hate to have the likes of Pyre and Tundra after me because I wore out their new charge."

Even though Shawn's stomach was growling just as much as he had been in his dream, he knew that a day spent encased in rubber needed a good sloshing. Once again, though, he took it with his suit on and once more it took far less time as the water cascaded off his latex scales. It was something he could definitely get used to as he came back out from the bathroom. When he did he found that Elijah had shed his own dragon suit, for a few seconds Shawn almost didn't recognized him as he was pointed to his breakfast which was in a large bag on the nearby table. After he had quickly wolfed down the contents of the bag, which was a meal complete with eggs, pancakes, bacon, and sausage, Elijah thanked him once more for his eager acceptance of his promotion and excused him for the rest of the day.

As he walked through the halls off his office everything felt a bit strange to him. He was positive that none of his co-workers knew that he had not only gotten promoted to the boss's personal dragon toy, but also that he had just spend the entire night in his office completely bound and encased. Even so the fact he was still in his dragon suit got him looks from others as he went to his desktop quick to send an e-mail to his friends that he wouldn't be joining them for lunch. Once he was done with that he walked out of the office and was just about to walk out of the building when he got a text, which was his friends saying that they had heard the news through the grapevine followed by a number of lewd questions that caused him to blush.

At the moment, though, Shawn was more focused on getting back home than answering every one of his friend's questions on what it was like. Fortunately they understood that he was tired and told them to get some rest after about three dozen wink face, heart, and an eggplant emojis. He just rolled his eyes and put his phone away, taking the bus home once more. With it being still relatively early in the morning the bus was somewhat full but at that point all Shawn could do was sit there with his body leaned against the seat in front of him with his tail sprawled out over the seats. About three-fourths of the way into his journey; however, he was somewhat awoken by a voice of someone asking if that seat was taken and he once more had the surreal sensation of having to move his rubber tail so that someone else could sit down.

Finally the bus arrived at his stop and he trudged down the block to his home. When he got there, though, his entire body perked up when he saw a car parked in his driveway, something that he hadn't expected to see since he didn't own a car at the moment. When he got closer it was clear that it was Pyre's car, and with his curiosity piqued it gave him a second wind as he jogged up to the door and jiggled the handle to find it unlocked. "Pyre?" he asked as he opened the door and stepped inside.

"Shawn!" came a voice from upstairs where his bedroom, bathroom, and home office was. "We heard that you were going to have a long night so the crew at Dragon Heaven decided to welcome you home with a little surprise! Why don't you go ahead and come on up!"

Even though the bedroom was were Shawn was going to go in the first place in order to face-plant his tired body on his bed, the reason had certainly shifted as he slowly made his way up the stairs. When he got to the second level he saw Pyre and Tundra standing there flanking his bedroom door with grins on their faces. "What are you guys doing here?" Shawn asked them as he approached, Tundra blocking the doorknob of the closed door from his grasp. "Are you part of the decorating crew?"

"Of sorts," Pyre said as the smile on his face grew even wider. "When we were at the club and heard that they were heading over to your place to get a room done for you while you were... out and about... we decided to tag along and lend a hand. They were very appreciative of the help and I think we made some very important style decisions that you're going to like. For now, though, why don't you go ahead and see for yourself?"

Shawn nodded and felt nervous as he opened his door, his eyes widening in surprise at what he saw. Nearly every inch of the room had been converted to latex, even his computer and television looked to be at least encased in the rubbery substance as the two gave him a tour of the place. The coloration of the rubber was themed in a crystalline color and seemed to have a soft glow about it as he went to the bed first and found it to be not only completely filled with something soft and spongy akin to a gel, but also could be easily modified to become a vac-rack as well. There was a similar set up in the walls, several of the gemstone-like patterns were also wall-mounted vac racks, as well, that as Shawn reached in and stretched out the rubber, it made it look like he was covered in crystal.

Next was his television and computer station, which was now complete with a chair that also had a lot of different bondage settings to it that he could activate himself. After they told him a few programs that he could use to get started they showed him that the floor as well as many of the walls were covered with latex padding, similar to the stuff inside the club, though they assured him that it didn't have all the same properties to it. Once they were done with that they got all the way back around to his bed where he flopped down on it and hugged one of the rubber gem pillows.

"Now if you don't like this kind of set-up let us know and we can get you something different," Pyre said. "I sort of had you pegged for a gem kind of dragon, but I've been wrong before. In any cause I thought before we'd leave you to your new room, we were wondering if you wanted to try out the new bed?"

Despite already having been locked in bondage for the entire last night the offer was too tempting for Shawn to resist, and with the sight of the two hunky rubber dragons in front of him and this wonderful room that was now part of his den he couldn't help but agree. The other two nodded in agreement and together they went to the bed where Pyre hopped on and motioned for Shawn to join him. Once they were both on Tundra handed them each a mask similar to the one that Shawn had worn while encased under Elijah's desk, except these had fully-opened mouths and tubes that led out from the nostrils of the muzzle. Those tubes were connected to a second sheet of latex that covered the two of them, which would allow them to breathe while both being sealed in at the same time.

Tundra would remain out of it as Pyre got on his back while telling Shawn to get on his hands and knees facing the opposite direction. It was clear what position he wanted and soon both dragons found one another with their groins at each other's muzzles. Shawn couldn't believe he was about to get sealed into a sixty-nine position with another male, but that's exactly what was happening once Tundra had made the final adjustments and made sure the reinforced air lines were properly connected. He could feel the hot breath of the other male on his cock as he got ready to do the same, Pyre mentioning not to go yet until the air started.

Everything was silent for a few seconds until the unmistakable noise of the air pump starting up could be heard. As the air was pulled out between the two rubber-suited males their mouths, which remained positioned over one another's latex-covered cocks, started to get pushed down further onto them by the suction. Shawn tried to bob his head up and down but it wasn't long before the thick latex completely tightened around them and pressed their bodies together. From the feel of it Pyre wasn't able to move either, their muzzles locked around one another's members with their only means of stimulating one another being their tongues and throat muscles.

Just when Shawn couldn't think it would get any kinkier he suddenly felt another pressure against his backside and realized that there was an area of his body that was completely exposed. The trapped male let out a muffled grunt as he began to feel something push inside it, the lubed up head of Tundra's maleness pressing between his rubber-clad cheeks and pushing down inside him. This caused his hips to be pressed down further and his own cock to go even deeper inside Pyre's maw, which in turn made him thrust up into Shawn. The two sixty-nining dragon males were caught in a strange feedback-loop of pure lust with Tundra feeding into it as he stretched Shawn's hole with his girthy length.

In the midst of the pleasure of his vac-rack induced double penetration, Shawn wondered in the back of his mind if this is what being a dragon was like, too. Was the path of the rubber dragon to be constantly horny and having sex with his fellow kin while being bound? If so it certainly wasn't the worst thing he could think of before his thoughts were drowned in the rubber induced lust. With his entire body suctioned to the dragon beneath him all he could focus on was the cock buried deep in his muzzle along with the one that pistoned in and out of his tailhole. He could feel his body begin to tense as his already-overwhelmed body couldn't take it anymore and found himself climaxing hard.

He could feel the reverberation of Pyre's muzzle around the cock trapped inside it as he could do little except take the orgasm, and it wasn't long after until a similar sensation happened to Shawn as both of the other males came at around the same time. For the second time since that morning he found his mouth filled with spunk as his hole was filled as well, sucking in air from the tubes on his rubber mask as his entire body shuddered. It was like with the rubber walls compressed around them it held the energy of their orgasm in, which along with the fact they still couldn't dislodge the other male's tool from their maws made settling down after such an experience rather difficult.

Finally Tundra pulled his own member out of the well-used hole of the dragon beneath him and a few seconds later the suction that had held the remaining two together was released. The first thing both did was pull their muzzles off one another, their cocks flopping out or hanging there as they waited for the latex to be loose enough for them to slide out. Once they did the two dragons flopped out and laid back down the bed, which oozed around them while they allowed themselves to recover. "So what do you think of your new den so far?" Pyre asked.

"I think it's wonderful," Shawn said with a happy sigh. "I can't wait for the rest of it to come in and for my friends to see it."

"Already jonesing for your next hit, huh?" Pyre said as he and Tundra began to move towards the door. "Well in any case we're happy that you enjoy the new setting, we'll get out of your scales now and let you get accustomed to your new surroundings privately. Plus I'm sure you could use the rest, you have had a busy day after all."

Shawn escorted the two to the front door and they exchanged one more set of goodbyes before he watched the two head towards their vehicle and drive off. Now that he was once again alone he closed the door and went upstairs, getting to his room and admiring the beauty of it for a few seconds before he planted himself face first in the gooey, rubber-covered bed. Despite his exhaustion he did manage to get himself up to his pillows and curled himself up in a synthetic comforter that was surprisingly soft before drifting off to a very deep sleep.

By the time Shawn awoke once more he found that night had come upon him, though with his windows blacked out he had to look at his clock to see what time it was now. As he yawned and stretched he took a look at his phone to see the number of messages his friends had left him before tossing it on the crystalline nightstand that now glowed with the light that ran through it. When the last of the sleep left his eyes he began to realize just how surreal his surroundings where and how strangely well he fit into them. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would live in what essentially was a geode, and with him waking up in his dragon suit it felt like the only natural thing that could surround such a creature. It almost made the suit even more natural to wear to the point where he thought he might feel more out of place with it off and wandering around in his human form. A small voice inside wondered if perhaps he was taking it too far, but that voice was quickly silenced by the throbbing rubber rod between his legs that demanded attention now that he was awake.

He decided to do a little self-exploration of his room and especially the new computer chair that had been set up for him. The entire thing looked like it was created out of one solid piece of rubber but at the same time was cushy and soft when he sat in it. He logged into his computer and saw that they had changed his background to a very lewd image of two male dragons having sex in a crystal cavern not unlike the one he was surrounded by, as well. When he looked up his bookmarks he found that those had also had gotten a few new additions and from the looks of the names of the websites were probably where they had gotten the image from. There was also a notepad file on his desktop that said if he wanted to try out the full experience they had set up for him to simply press both buttons underneath the armrests of the chair, and to stop it simply press them again.

After looking at the time Shawn saw that he had more than a couple of hours to spare so he put his latex-covered arms against the similar rubber and pressed both buttons he found just underneath the tips of the armrests. Almost immediately several bindings came out and wrapped around his arms, the rubber straps tightening around them until he could do little more than wiggle. The same thing happened to his chest and legs until he was totally bound to the chair save for his head as something began to load up on his computer. As he continued to struggle he saw that what had come up was the first of a playlist of files, the first a real video of two male rubber dragon-suited men having sex with one another.

Shawn could feel his own cock start to stiffen as the sheath that contained it poked out of his own suit as he tried to wiggle out of his restraints. As he tried he failed to notice something come out of the top of the chair until it dangled in front of him, and by that time there was little that he could do as the rubber muzzle became affixed to the suit and bound his mouth in place. Soon after he began to feel something push into his other hole, this time a rather large dragon dildo made its way inside him as his entire body squirmed with pleasure from it. By this point his own cock was rock hard and throbbing in front of him as the next movie in the playlist began, this time it was a three-dimensional animation of two male dragons in a locker room with one bent over the bench while the other pounded his tailhole.

It wasn't long before Shawn became so enraptured by what he saw on the computer he forgot that he could end it all by pressing the button that sat right around where his fingertips were curled up. Instead he found himself settling back, letting the lust inspired by the bondage and lewd dragon videos wash over him as a smile appeared underneath his muzzle. After all, he thought to himself as he grunted from the dildo shifting inside him, what better way for a bondage-loving, horny, rubber dragon like himself to relax...