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Kuro cautiously slipped his hand around the dirty brass handle of his bed-side drawer. Disturbed by a natural creaking, the squeamish man retracted his hand and slipped under the covers of his king-sized bed, the drawer left half open.

Once his fear had vanished, he returned to his task, only to be betrayed by the rickety brass handle. Kuro paused, brushed back his thick and a little damp brown hair and continued.

The two floor house was as empty as a poor man's coin cup. When Kuro had decided the coast was clear, the drawer was pulled to succession and in the dim light produced by his bedroom lamp, He could spot a rectangular box sitting in the compartment of the open drawer. Kuro glanced anxiously around, before quietly removing the box from the drawer, placing it on his lap. Any hopes of subtly where sure to be ruined now that the images on the box where exposed to anyone with 20-20 vision. The label read, "Hyper-realistic Love-Toy, Sure to make any girl jealous! 100% flesh!"

Despite the description, the image on the box was that of a rather waxy looking tube with a pair of badly painted pair of lips facing the reader. Kuro sighed, looking over the object with a heavy heart. If his friends ever found out about this, he was sure to spend months in exile with his girl friend while he explained his emotions and whims to her; Something Kuro was positive he didn't want to deal with. Although, it wasn't like his friends were stalking him. Kuro was just a little nervous about the whole deal.. A sex toy? This was something ladies used..

Kuro's apprehensive expression reflected off the printed label, his opinion on dental care quite evident when he began to grind his teeth. I should just get it over with. It's not like anyone would know. It's a gift, it'll be fine. No one will even care if I've fucked a plastic vagina.

Kuro thought it over with some haste. The object's box still had a Christmas themed sticker stuck to it; It read, To: Kuro, From: Jenna. I know you hate these things, but I thought it'd be funny. Have a merry Christmas, Kuro!

Kuro sighed and reached down to place the box back in the drawer. Wait, no! I'm doing this, dammit. I'll be damned if I don't get to say I've done it! Kuro protested against his prior action, placing the box back on his lap and undoing the box's lid.

Once the lid was laid on it's side, the faint yellow light of the lamp shone over the pale peach object. It's texture was not unlike the description the box gave; However, it didn't match the picture.

These things rarely do. Kuro thought, holding the box closer to the lamp. The way the light hit it certainly made it seem like it was real flesh. The realism send a shiver of uncertainty throughout Kuro.

"This thing is so weird.." Kuro muttered out loud.

Gemma's husband placed his hand on the smooth cylinder, it's warmth making Kuro nervous.This is so lifelike..

The man shuddered under the covers as he held it up, looking at the mouth of the toy. Kuro's eyes grew wide, sure that they had just quivered, but Kuro immediately assumed it had to do with the dim lighting, placing the object back in it's box.

The toy felt strangely familiar to Kuro. It reminded him so much of his old girlfriend, Jenna.. But he hadn't seen her ever since she left the unusual gift. The thought brought bad thoughts into his imagination._ Ah, it's not even remotely possible.. Heh.. Why am I even thinking like that? There's no way that this is her.. Right? _

After attributing the toy's oddities to the environment of his bedroom, Kuro calmly slid the toy beneath the sheets of the bed, finding his own sex with expert ease. Anxious still, he grimaced and slid the toy over his cock, it's bizarrely life-like feel and hopefully fake moistness and warmth sending chills and pleasure throughout his body.

Kuro gradually began to relax, casually thrusting under the safety of the sheets. As his pleasure mounted, the toy grew more and more realistic, so intense that the faux vagina seemed to grip his cock! Kuro climaxed with his hand tightly wrapped around the cylinder, tugging on it as hard as he could to pull it off; The object's unnatural strength only dying when it finally flew off, slamming against the bedroom door.

Something chilly dripped from the tip of his prick, the liquid's temperature and the terrifying scenario sending Kuro into a panic. He hastily escaped his bed, grabbing the bathroom door's handle with his right hand, his left holding his pecker in protection from the unknown threat. Kuro flung the door open and flicked on the radiant bathroom bulbs, practically blinding himself.

The terrified man grabbed a washcloth from the shower and began frantically drying his member, glancing at the reflection in his wall mirror. Kuro's left thigh: from below his groin to his stomach shone inorganically, having turned slightly transparent.

"What's happening to me?!" Kuro shouted in fear with a cracking voice, staring down at his crotch.

The alien liquid seemed to be gone, water from the washcloth beading against the surface of Kuro's now latex-like flesh.

A strangely familiar smell established itself in Kuro's armpits, not unlike the smell of a sex doll or inflatable pool toy. Wanting to try and scrub the rest of the strange infection away, Kuro tried to pull the cloth away from his crotch, but his strength seemed sapped. His hand a mere puffy mitt with pale-pink rubber skin, the cloth dropping from his clenched mitt.

The morphing man took a second glimpse at the mirror, finding his lips have begun to curl in on themselves, converging into a wide O shape. "No! Someone, help! Any-mmrph!" Kuro tried in vain to get help; His mouth sealing itself as his mouth became a perfect compartment for some disturbed intruder's manhood.

The stubborn and hilariously helpless victim struggled to touch his own face, only to find that his arms had become stuck in an unshakeable pose, held outwards in a welcome embrace around nothing.

Kuro's toned chest had lost all sense of definition; Printed muscular marks taking his muscles' former place on his latex abdomen. His leg hair, which stubbornly remained sticking out from his nearly transparent thighs slowly fell under the sway of the unusual liquid infection, dark brown hairs shedding from his newly weakened latex limbs.

Kuro's toes, once a part of his perfect size 10 feet, had begun to grow sticky; melding together until both feet were left clumsy plastic socks, no resemblance to their former glory. The fully inflatable man fell backwards, unable to steady himself.

All the unfortunate man could do is watch himself as his bald plastic head dragged across the bathroom's tiled wall, the tile's friction preventing him from falling to the ground immediately.

No, this can't be happening.. I've got a wife, a job, responsibilities! Kuro pleaded with his infectious foe, which claimed him as it's slave.

Having swiftly come to the realization that protest was now pointless, Kuro watched the final waves of transformation in the mirror.

The doll grew cross eyed as Kuro's glassy eyes became as faux as his plastic chest hair, dark hazel circles replacing organic orbs. As the doll slumped to the floor, Kuro's view was changed. Paralyzed in his plastic body, the doll's head was forced down, facing it's chest. Oddly in sync with the sudden growth on the doll's body.

A small white valve slowly rose from the former man's bellybutton, popping open abruptly and hissing, each of vinyl pockets making up the doll's limbs and parts slowly crumpling as the alien gas within them escaped through the single valve.

Kuro watched in anticipation for what might happen next, his body reduced to a pile of rubber on the bathroom floor. _ I wonder what happened to Jenna.. I wonder I'm like her now.. I hope I get a fancy package.. And to see my wife again.._

Jenna was confused to find the present on her bed.

To: Jenna! From: Kuro, your hot stuff. Hey, happy birthday! When you were out, I bought you this gift. I figured it was a suitable gift for a wild girl like you. Use it as rough as you like, I even bought a warranty.

She was never one for sex dolls. Maybe Andra would make better use of it?