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Shawn had been flying across the seas, the warm sun on the rubber scales of his back while he skimmed along the surface of the water. He was heading towards the beach where he saw another rubber dragon sitting there sunning himself, the one that had been with him this entire time waving at him while he laid on the beach. As he continued to fly towards him something started to feel... off. He could no longer feel the water hitting his synthetic scales and warmth on his body began cooling.

When he looked back down at the waves he realized they were no longer moving, either, nor were the trees on the beach or anything else for that matter. Everything quickly started to lose the realness of it as the drugs that had been pumped into his system began to dissipate. Slowly the memory of where he really was came back to him; he was chained up in a cage in the basement of his handler's house along with his two friends. As if to punctuate that fact the virtual world disappeared around him and was replaced with darkness as he slowly felt the hood get taken off his head.

A sharp gasp left Shawn's mouth as he sucked in real air for the first time while his handlers set about to remove the bindings from his body. It had been so long since he actually used them that when his arms were finally released they flopped down around Tundra, who had seemed to expected such a thing and let them rest against his shoulders while he got the chest and torso restraints off. "Welcome back to the real world," Pyre said as Shawn looked at him. 'I trust you had a pleasant weekend?"

All Shawn could do was nod as more of his body was freed, yelping slightly as he felt something that he had not expected to be in his tailhole get pulled out. His body had gotten so used to it that he felt almost empty without it now, especially as he began to get his energy back and the sensation of feeling throughout his body. After that had been removed the last thing was his leg greaves and ankle restraints before he could move forward. Both Tundra and Pyre helped him out of the cage that had been his home for the entire weekend and set him down on a nearby chair where there was some food and water for him.

"Don't worry, you'll regain your strength soon enough," Pyre said as Shawn's hand trembled while he ate. "We already released your friends, they're currently upstairs watching television while they waited for you to finish up. Now that your new skin is completely cured you are free to move about however you want."

Pyre's last statement reminded Shawn why he was in a cage in the first place, looking down at his rubber-suited body. With the seams gone and the signs of his humanity that normally came with such a suit hidden, he really did look like a rubber dragon now in all aspects of the word. He had to consciously remind himself that he was wearing a suit as they helped him up and stood him in front of a mirror to look himself over. Everything was so much tighter on him now that the rubber was more like a second skin than a suit, and it adhered to his muscles so well that everything moved much more naturally. Even his tail had a slight swish to it as he moved his rear in the mirror to show off the curves of his behind.

"This is unreal," Shawn said as he looked closer in the mirror, pulling up his lips to see the teeth and actually feeling the sensation of him doing so. "I feel like this is my body now. I mean, I know I'm still human underneath it, but I have to keep reminding myself that I'm not actually a dragon."

Pyre and Tundra smirked at one another before they moved forward and took him by the shoulder. "I think you're more a dragon than you ever were human," Pyre said as he rubbed a hand along his muzzle. "But enough ogling at yourself, your friends are waiting for you and I'd hate to deprive them of your company."

Shawn nodded and the two handlers continued to escort their charge up the stairs and back into the main room. When they got the living area of the rubber den they saw Mitch and Conrad sprawled out on the couch, the purple Eastern dragon watching the television while the bronze-scaled dragon was nestled between his thighs with his muzzle buried on the cock of the other. "Oh hey guys," Conrad said as he tapped the other male on the back of the head to get him to withdraw from sucking on him. "We were just wondering when you guys would get back."

"Nothing wrong with that," Pyre said with a grin as the two shifted back into sitting positions. "Mi casa es su casa. Dragons should feel free to express themselves in our own environment, and these rubber walls are definitely our own environment. Speaking of such things we also have a little surprise for Shawn here, which unless you two want to finish up, we should take a quick jaunt over to his house."

As Pyre grinned over at him Shawn could practically feel his tail wagging in excitement as he had a guess on what that could possibly be. As they started to leave the house, though, Shawn happened to catch what was on the television and a look of confusion crossed his face. "Hey, I know that show..." he said as they walked out the door, Mitch and Conrad heading to their car while Shawn went with Pyre and Tundra. "That show only airs on Monday..."

"Ah yes," Pyre said with a chuckle. "We forgot to tell you that you three looked like you were enjoying yourselves so much that we decided to keep you in there an extra day. Don't worry, we already cleared it with your boss when we met him at the club and he cleared it with your friend's boss today, too, so you all have until Wednesday off due to personal time."

"Well that was nice of them," Shawn replied with a sigh of relief. "So wait... does that mean that Mitch and Conrad's boss is a rubber dragon like mine, as well?"

"Nope," Tundra replied while they started to back out of the driveway. "Golf buddies."

The three continued to drive down the dark streets until they reached Shawn's place. The first thing he noticed when they got up there was that the windows were strange, even with just the street lamps on they reflected a shine that made it hard to even look at them for more than a few seconds. Pyre explained to him while they waited for the others that it was to help enhance the look of the house while obscuring the fact they were all covered with a thick sheet of rubber. As much as Shawn was curious on what laid beyond his door they decided to wait for Conrad and Mitch, who came some time later with several bottles of liquor.

"Sadly this is where we must part ways," Pyre said, which caused the other three males to let out an aww of disappointment. "I know, I know, but unfortunately we are very busy dragons and we have to keep our schedules. I think you three will have more than enough fun on your own and I'm sure we will find time to talk again and maybe have a little denwarming party. For now you all take care and have fun, I think you're going to like what you see."

The three nodded and waved goodbye as they watched their handler's car drive back off into the night, then ran up to the door and unlocked it. The second they stepped inside all of them gasped and their eyes widened at what they saw. It was like they had been transported to another world; every inch of Shawn's house was covered in some type of latex surface as they slowly made their way inside. While it was a similar cave feel to Pyre's place, his area glittered with gemstone-colored latex which gave the entire area an otherworldly glow while they walked inside. As they all explored eagerly around Shawn found that he still had all his appliances and such, though some of his older models had been replaced with new stuff, they were likewise covered in textured rubber to make them fit the theme.

None of them could have imagined how extensive the changes had been to Shawn's house as they continued their walkthrough. Shawn began to wonder how they managed to change so much in such a short time as he looked in his master bathroom and saw that while his shower was still there, most of the space was now occupied by a large shiny black tub with small rubber dragons around it that acted as the spigots for the water. When he got closer he realized that the shower itself was like a small waterfall, the nozzle opened so that water would simulate the rush of water over a cliff. As he went back out and turned to close the door he found that it had been converted to a rubber portal of sorts that closed automatically and opened with a mere touch.

When Shawn wandered back town to the first floor Mitch and Conrad had come up from the basement and told him that it had a somewhat similar set-up to Pyre's place, minus the cages and plus a number of kinky items that any discerning rubber bondage-loving dragon would need. They also found a note down there that was addressed to him as they handed Shawn the piece of paper. Shawn opened it up and looked down at the writing before reading it out loud.

"Shawn," he read. "We knew the first time we saw you that there was a rubber dragon inside, hopefully your new surroundings will help you to fully let him out. We are both very pleased to see you embrace the dragon way and that this is just one more step in that path you have decided to take. We look forward to continuing your journey with you as your handlers in order to let those wings of yours truly soar. Signed Pyre and Tundra."

Once he had finished reading it he carefully folded up the letter and put it in a small treasure chest that he had found replaced his footlocker, nestling it in with the latex gemstones that decorated the bottom of it. Those words resonated deep in Shawn's mind as he took a webbed hand and brought a few of the simulated stones up to him. It all felt so... right to him, seeing himself in his mind's eye as a blue and red latex dragon that was looking over the start of his hoard. He swore once more he could feel his tail begin to sway back and forth as he carefully put the stones back and closed the chest, just in time to have Mitch pounce on his back and press him against the chest.

Shawn let out a playful growl and whipped his body around, nipping at the bronze dragon man who growled back and licked him on the muzzle. The two wrestled around with one another and the air was filled with the squeaks of rubber scales rubbing together. It was Mitch that got the upper hand, though, and soon Shawn felt himself on his back, looking up at the other dragon who looked down at him with lustful intent. Just before the two were about to lock their muzzles in a kiss Conrad announced from the other room that he had just made a round of drinks that caused them both to scramble up and run towards the kitchen.

As the three each poured themselves glasses, which also looked to be made out of crystal but without the latex finish that made Shawn wonder if they were actual stone, they all seemed to notice that they no longer acted the same towards one another. Maybe it was the fact that their newly-upgraded suits made them forget their humanity or possibly their surroundings, but instead of saying things to one another they gave visual cues like a quick nod of the head or even just a small chirp to communicate what they wanted. They also were constantly touching one another, whether it was Shawn rubbing against the back of Conrad's purple synthetic mane or Mitch curling around Shawn's body, they had zero personal bubble when it came to one another as they decided what they were going to do for their first night off.

The first thing they tried out was the rather large tub that Shawn seemed to have acquired, which was perfect considering their rather long internment in Pyre's basement. While it was large enough to fit all three of them there wasn't a lot of room to maneuver, which was just fine in their eyes as they slipped and played around with one another. Their washing and frolicking soon turned to grinding but they decided to keep it relatively tame to start, settling for the occasional kisses and gropes. When they had their fill they moved on to the living room where Shawn made the snacks while the other two plopped down on the couch together.

While Mitch and Conrad looked for a movie for them to watch Shawn slipped downstairs to see what the others had found. It was the only floor that he hadn't been on yet, and after what his friends had said he really wanted to see how it turned out. The stairs underneath his feet squeaked with the sound of latex on latex as he made his way down them, and when he flicked on the lightswitch he was greeted with the glow of several crystals that lined the wall. Like they his friends had said it had a number of items useful for the entertainment of himself or others, but what really drew his eye were the large spheres that were nestled in what used to be his pantry.

As soon as he had seen them in the catalogue he knew he needed to have them merely for the fact of how cool they sounded; they were called vac-pods and they were supposed to be revolutionary in the way they restrained those inside without the need for an air pump. When he touched one of the man-sized latex containers the top half of the shiny black surface opened to reveal what looked like a glowing blue latex cushion inside of it. After looking back at the stairs he grinned and hopped inside to give his new toy a whirl. As he settled himself in his body began to sink further into the substance until the surface broke and began to surround him like an extremely thick ooze, the rubber flap of the pod shutting and leaving him with only the glowing light of the substance itself.

"Ohhhh wow..." Shawn moaned as the thick liquid rubber continued to press up against his body, covering him completely from the chest down as he continued to slide down into it. "It's like I'm on an alien planet or something." When he tried to pull his hand out there was a bit of suction to it that made it feel like he was in tar, which strangely only seemed to heighten the wonderful feeling as he reached up to brush his shoulder and found his hand stuck to his shoulder. No matter how hard he pulled he couldn't get the appendage off until he dipped himself down further in the substance and it released. It seemed that the stickiness of the substance intensified when exposed to air, which was why it was so hard to get out of and why his legs didn't stick together underneath the black substance.

While he laid back in the sticky rubber he continued to play with it on himself, reaching his hands up and rubbing his chest until they became stuck to his scales before he dipped back down and got them released. At one point he accidently put his hand up against the side of the latex pod and got it stuck there, which was a problem until Shawn realized he could scoop up the substance and immerse it enough for it to release. Still, it was something good for him to know as he continued to flop around in the thick goo, sticking his hips up and stroking himself until his hand was stuck to his junk before lowering it and starting over again.

"You know we wouldn't have bothered to look for a movie if you were just going to go down here and do something more fun," Mitch said as Shawn heard the flap open and turned to face him and Conrad standing there, grinning sheepishly with most of his body still submerged beneath the rubber tar. "Plus we just got out of being caged for a weekend and you want to be vac-racked again? You really are a slutty rubber dragon."

"I'll take that as a compliment," Shawn replied with a smirk as he took a finger and slathered some of the goo on his lips. "How about you come here and give me a kiss?"

"I'm not falling for that trap," the bronze-scaled dragon man said as he looked over towards one of the other pods that were hanging there. "I was here to drag you back upstairs, but if you're going to play with your new toys it's only proper that I join you. After all, I guess dragons of a scale... flock... wrap their tail..?"

"That was pretty awful," Conrad commented as he brushed a finger against a third pod and had it open. "Still as long as you two are doing it I don't see why not, I mean I've always wanted to try one of these ever since I heard the others at the club rant and rave about them when they did that demo a few years ago. Still upset that I wasn't there around at the time, sounded like a hell of a good time."

"I can totally understand that," Mitch replied as he began to get into the pod he opened, pushing his scaled digits all the way down into the goo first. "What I can't understand at the moment is why they're called vac-pods. I mean the sticky feature is cool and such, but as far as a bondage thing I really don't get the vac part. Perhaps they should have called them sticky pods instead, that would be a more fitting name... hey, isn't there supposed to be a dildo or something on the wall?"

Shawn sat up as he realized he hadn't even thought of the fact that there was something there that could penetrate him while he was enjoying himself. He sloshed around the thick rubber for a while with his hands against the walls in order to try and find it but found that if there was something there it seemed to elude him. After a few minutes he stood there and scratched his head in thought as he tried to figure out where such a thing would be, only to realize he had gotten his hand stuck to the still-uncovered section of his head. As he tried to pull of the arm with his other hand, subsequently getting that one stuck to the drying rubber on that one, he stopped suddenly when he began to feel something prod up against his rear that slid against the underside of his tail.

"You have got to be kidding me-ahh!" Shawn suddenly shouted as the tapered tip of the rubber tentacle pushed inside of him. When he heard the others ask if he was alright he managed to tell them what happened between gasps as it slowly but surely continued to slide inside his puckered hole. The other two grew silent for a few seconds before Shawn heard them gasp and cry out as well, no doubt to their own holes being penetrated as he began to feel weak in the knees from the pleasure.

As the tenacious tentacle continued to penetrate him, Shawn pressed his back against the rubber wall of the pod in order to get a better grip on himself, only realizing a second too late what he had done. He tried to quickly pull himself off, but like his arms still suspended above his head, he found himself completely stuck and unable to move his upper body. His legs and groin were still underneath the rubber tar, which was good as he felt his legs get spread open from the increasing thickness of the ridged tentacle dildo inside him. With the appendage underneath the opaque liquid all Shawn could do was hang there against the wall as it began to push and tickle against his prostate.

From the sound of the grunts in the other pods the others were receiving the same treatment he was as Shawn felt his cock throb hard with each press against the button inside him. He wanted to call out and see how they were doing but all he could manage himself were loud groans and growls as the rubber tentacle made his latex-scaled thighs squirm while it pleasured him. After a while he couldn't even think about the other two as his growls turned to huffs and pants, his cock throbbing desperately as his entire body was suffused with pure lust. The tentacle was unrelenting, though, and seemed to increase its speed when he got closer, finally causing Shawn to let out a loud roar as he came harder than he ever thought he could before without touching himself.

When he finally started to come down after his orgasmic high he wondered what he, or the pod for that matter, was going to do now that he had been thoroughly pleasured but still stuck to the wall. He didn't have to wait long for the answer; however, as the thick liquid rubber began to swell over his still covered body. Shawn's eyes widened as it seemed to crawl up his body like a reverse tide, and as it did so the walls of the pod began to collapse around him! He tried to struggle against the rubber but found that while the liquid on his body continued to thicken the rest of it started to drain away, which meant as soon as the other side of the latex pod wall pressed against his legs they were stuck fast.

"I think I'm starting to see why they call this a vac-pod!" Shawn shouted as the cascade of liquid rubber reached his hands and they became unstuck from his head. Instinctively he reached out his hands to stop the other heavy latex sheet from falling on his increasingly-sticky body, but as soon as his thick hands pressed against the material it suck there like glue. As his fingers sunk in slightly he realized the rubber on his body was the only thing that was growing denser, the walls themselves had several inches of the goo padding on it which only seemed to draw the two sides together even more.

Shawn was unsure what to do as he felt the wave of liquid rubber ooze reach his neck and begin to envelop his head, so he did the first thing that came to his mind and held his breath while squeezing his eyes shut. Once he did the living goo completely covered his head, leaving him deaf and blind as the substance continued to thicken and coagulate around his entire body. As soon as he felt the rubber touch his encased head it almost seemed to pry his lips apart in order to push another tentacle-like object into it. When it had broken the air he had held in escaped, but was easily replaced with additional air as he found the tentacle lodged in his throat supplying him with oxygen.

With his entire body coated and the two layers of rubber stuck together he did realize that it was a lot like a vac-rack, especially since every time he tried to move it caused what little air that was trapped between the layers of gel seemed to escape and only pressed the rubber closer together. Once the process had finally completed he was once more completely encased and with his arms and legs spread out slightly against the suction. Part of him wondered what he and his friends looked like, while another part of him began to figure out how he was going to escape this...

Meanwhile Pyre and Tundra stood there in the middle of the basement floor while they looked at the three dragons completely vac-racked in rubber, so padded that the two could only see their vague outlines among the thick ooze that continued to glow and show off their trapped forms. "Told you we'd find them in the pods," Pyre said as he took a twenty dollar bill from the other dragon. "The second that Shawn saw those he was going to go for them. He is such a bondage lover it's not even funny... well, it is very funny actually. And a whole lot of fun, too."

"You said it," Tundra said as he watched the outline of the Eastern dragon continue to wiggle and shift, being the last dragon to succumb to the vac-pod. "So they're going to be in there for a while, do you think we should deactivate the smart latex and get them out?" Tundra's icy blue eyes looked over at Pyre, whose evil grin widened even more as he shook his head. "You want to mess with them, don't you?"

"You know me so well," Pyre replied as he went over to the wall of gear and rummaged around before he found what he was looking for, two vibrator wands; one of which he handed to Tundra before moving over to one of the pods. "It's so hard to tell which one is which, I think this one is Shawn, though, so I get dibs on him. You can have the other two."

"Figured as much," Tundra replied as he took the vibrating wand to bulge of the eastern dragon, grinning as he saw the gel-trapped creature wiggle and squirm from the pleasure as best he could. "So they can't hear us talking, right?"

"Nope," Pyre confirmed as he pressed his own against the outline of Shawn's chest and caused a similar reaction. "Complete sensory deprivation except for touch. Is this about our little plan we have for this one?"

"It is," Tundra said as he moved his own wand up and down. "Do you think that we may be a bit premature in getting Dragon Heaven involved in their lives? I mean I know that the only reason they have stuff like this is because of them, but we're putting them at a very fast pace, particularly the one you enjoy causing to squirm."

Pyre grinned and watched Shawn continue to try and move as the pleasurable tingles of the wand cascaded over his body, ending past the bulge and at the space between his thighs which caused a particularly large tremor. "I think Shawn is a more than capable dragon," Pyre refuted. "Normally I'd tap the brakes if it was his friends, goodness knows how long we had tried to get them into this position and I doubt that even now we could push them much further into that particular style of play. I think with this one he's going to jump at the chance to accept what we offer him... you saw him in the beginning, he's more than willing to once you get him past that little bit of human reservation in him."

"You are right about that," Turndra replied with a chuckle as he abandoned the wand and went straight to directly rubbing their bodies with his hands. "So when are we going to take him in?"

"Not at the moment," Pyre said as he rubbed the area of the rubber where Shawn's muzzle would have been. "When I talked to Elijah the other day and told him about the others that were dragons, too, he was very, very interested in the fact that two of his friends that were in the same company as him also happened to be dragons. He's since requested that since he's given us more than enough time to play with them that he would be able to have a chat with them once they get back, and if it's what I think it's going to be, they're not going to be available to us for a while..."