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The orca peered through the windshield as the wipers did their best to clear the rain that was pouring from the heavens; Daren had hoped that he would see his destination soon but as he continued to drive along the street he wondered more and more if he had somehow gotten bad directions. That was not something he was hoping for since it was his boss that had invited him to have a special meeting to discuss the great results and dedication he was showing in his work despite being a relatively new hire. While the bull was rather easy-going compliments came few and far between, so to be recognized so quickly for what he did made the orca almost giddy when he received the invitation. Unfortunately his mood was literally dampened as a storm decided to move in and make his attempt to find the mansion that he was supposed to be driving for as hard as possible.

But just as things were looking their darkness there was a gap in the rains and he was able to see the lights of the house a short ways up ahead. It was a welcome relief and he found himself pushing the gas in order to make sure that he wasn't late for the appointed time. Even though Bowen had told him that it was a somewhat casual affair this was a great opportunity for him to impress his boss even further and the last thing he wanted was to be late, even if there was a reason for it as he pulled up to the gate and rang the buzzer. A few seconds later the wrought iron barrier separated as a voice on the other end of the speaker instructed him to go all the way up the driveway and underneath the carport so that he wouldn't get wet on his way in.

With the host knowing he was there Daren was a little more cautious as he got up the drive and underneath the roof of the carport that was next to the main entrance. He found himself whistling slightly at how nice it looked and had a few thoughts about where all the money came from that allowed him to afford such an extravagant estate. It was speculation that he put out of his mind as he made sure the suit he wore looked nice before heading up to the front door. He was grateful that he didn't have to make his way through the rain as he knocked on the door only to have someone on the other side open it immediately.

"Welcome to the Bowen estate," the red dragon introduced, standing aside to allow the orca inside. "I am Rook, I take care of Master Bowen's needs. He wishes for me to inform you of his gratitude for being such a hard working employee and would like to reward you for your efforts."

The revealing of some sort of prize was slightly shocking to Daren as he had his coat taken by the dragon before being led into another area of the mansion. "I'm getting rewarded?" Daren asked, the dragon butler nodding in response to his inquiry. "I mean, I knew that he was pleased with my work, but I didn't think that I would be getting something like this so soon."

"Master Bowen always wants to make sure that those he finds has certain talents are shown how much they are appreciated within the company," Rook explained as he opened one of the shiny wood doors, revealing a parlor room that was set up with a massage table and a few other items that reminded Daren vaguely of a spa. "I have also been informed that I will be the one administering your massage, so if you'll please take off your clothes to your comfort level we can begin. Naked is preferred, but I can accommodate any level of dress."

Daren nodded and went over to the little divider to get out of his clothing while Rook started to prepare for his reward, which apparently was a massage. It definitely wasn't what he was expecting... but perhaps it was something that he did himself and wanted to bestow on his employees, a way to help them relax while also showing his appreciation. Either way he wasn't going to turn down something like that as he took off his shirt while he crossed over to the other side of the divider. When he got it off he jumped slightly when he uncovered his head and found that he wasn't alone in that area, though what he saw there almost looked unreal as he found his jaw dropping slightly.

It was another dragon, but unlike the one that had guided him into this place the muscular creature was completely covered head to toe in rubber. It was like looking at a statue and if it hadn't moved its head to regard him he might have thought that it was one. There was no mouth on the muzzle and while it looked a bit like the one that was preparing the massage table it was definitely bigger and bulkier than the butler was. He also couldn't help but notice the smooth bulge between his legs that made the rubber look more like a bodysuit, but if he had remembered what he heard he knew that there was probably more to this creature then met the eye.

But suddenly Daren realized that he was staring and didn't want to make a bad impression, quickly discarding the rest of his garments including his underwear and putting them in the receptacle labeled as such. He put on the provided towel around his waist and came back out to find that Rook had gotten everything set-up while he changed as soothing music could be heard playing. It was certainly an experience, the orca thought to himself as he was told to hop up on the table on his stomach. He did so and thanked the dragon for doing this, and while he really wanted to ask about the rubber-clad man that had walked out into the main room he decided to hold his tongue for the moment while he felt his towel get pulled out from under his body.

"Is there any particular style of massage that you are accustomed too?" Rook asked as he settled the towel around Daren's backside before shifting to a table full of various oils.

"Uh, not particularly," Daren replied as he laid his head on his arms crossed underneath it. "I guess just go with whatever you feel would be best."

"As you wish."

With Daren looking forward he couldn't quite see what the dragon was doing, though he could certainly feel it as he felt the scaled fingers of the other man suddenly press against his shoulder blades. The oily digits glided across his smooth black skin and after the initial surprise from the touch the orca began to melt at the firm but gentle pressure being applied to his muscles. This guy definitely knew what he was doing, he thought to himself as he felt his entire back get worked to the point that there wasn't an inch that was left untouched. Once that was finished Rook moved up to his shoulders and neck and as the muscles were kneaded it hit a spot that caused Daren to let out a very loud moan.

The noise made shocked even the orca as he suddenly found himself blushing in embarrassment. "Do not worry," Rook reassured. "Some masseurs may even consider that a compliment, how is the pressure?"

"The pressure feels-ah, feels great," Daren replied as best he could, the slight interruption of his moan doing little to deter the dragon's fingers from pushing down on his neck in just hte right spot. "You are, ahn, really good at this."

"Comes from quite a bit of practice," Rook replied, the smile creeping up on his muzzle unseen by the orca as his head was put back down before starting in on his biceps. "While we are having this wonderful conversation why don't you tell me a little about yourself. How did you come to work under Bowen?"

Though Daren felt a little self-conscious at first about talking to the one that directly served the bull he soon found himself opening up to Rook, though it was becoming increasingly hard to talk with every time he managed to find some sensitive spot that caused him to fidget. "So basically I'm just hoping that I can rise up in the ranks and continue to do a good job," Daren finally said after giving a bit of detail on his life, though as he saw an opening present itself his eyes shifted towards the rubber dragon that continued to stand there motionless. "Speaking of work, I... oh... I was wondering... um..."

Daren found himself biting his lip as he couldn't help but pause with the question right at the tip of his tongue. He wasn't even sure if Rook knew what his boss was into, or if perhaps he was operating under bad information. Fortunately the dragon seemed to sense his trepidation and instead moved on past his sides and down towards his legs. "I'm going to start at the feet and work your way up," Rook explained as he applied more oil to his fingers. "Now since you seem to be a bit more sensitive to such stimulation I just want to say if it gets to be too much you let me know, and once we're done with the calves and back of your thighs we'll flip you around, alright?"

The orca gave the other man a thumbs up and took the momentary respite in the message to take a few calming breaths. Rook's hands were like magic and his entire upper body felt like it was made of jelly as the oil on his skin tingled. As Daren continued to lay there he suddenly let out a gasp as he felt the fingers press right against his inner thigh, striking a nerve as he nearly jumped on the massage table. When he apologized the dragon just patted him on the back and told him it was alright to react so strongly before moving on.

Even though Daren attempted to keep still and maintain his composure the massage was hitting all the right spots; Rook almost seemed deliberate in his manner of finding areas that was causing more than just relaxation to go to his muscles. By the time he got to his feet the orca was practically holding onto the legs of the massage chair to try and stop himself from squirming too much, though as he heard a chuckle come from the dragon butler he almost wondered if this was intentional. It was hard for him to even think as he felt those fingers start to rub against his webbed toes and even that amount of even pressure made a pleasured gasp come from his mouth.

Eventually the calves and feet were done with and just as Daren managed to catch his breath he was told to shift his position and get onto his back. That would be a problem as he could feel his maleness throbbing against his stomach, something that would be exposed as soon as he shifted his position. He wasn't sure how he could even convey such a thing but as he felt the dragon pat him on the side and once more ask him to roll over so that his front could be taken care of. The orca was so anxious about revealing just how much he was enjoying the massage that he didn't notice that the voice of the dragon had dropped slightly or the tint of lust that was conveyed in it.

Though he was still a bit anxious about it he knew there was no way he would be able to settle himself down at this point and just decided to bite the bullet. Daren found himself muttering an apology in embarrassment as he turned over, his towel tenting as the dragon had held onto it so he could move. Rook just patted him on the shoulder after he had finished rolling over and told him it was perfectly acceptable to have such a reaction and that it just meant he was doing a good job. Daren felt a little better at that and as he heard the butler ask if he could perhaps get a little more comfortable the orca just nodded his head while staring up at the ceiling.

His gaze was quickly brought back to his body as once more those fingers pressed against his body, but as he felt his chest tingle even more strongly it was the pleasure that came from the rubbing of his nipples that caused his head to buck up. When he did he let out a gasp as the one that was pleasuring him was not the dragon he had gotten used to being there, at least not from the shoulders up as a bull smiled down at him. "B-Bowen?!" Daren stammered as he gasped, only for his shock to be quickly replaced by pleasure as the still scaly hands of the man rubbed down his abs and pressed his thumbs into the sensitive spots above his groin.

"In the flesh," Bowen teased, his deep voice a stark contrast to the one Daren had been hearing as he found it hard to focus while he squirmed slightly on the massage table. "Or at least, in Rook's flesh. My drone was nice enough to give me his identity so that I we could start things off with a more lighthearted approach, sometimes people get a little anxious when its their boss that's massaging them."

The orca wasn't sure on what to say to that , though it was hard to vocalize anything save for his moans as the bull allowed the bright red scales to slip down his muscular form. "So... it's true," Daren managed to gasp even as he could feel Bowen slowly sliding the towel off of him and the erection that was jutting up from between his legs. "That's a drone, your group really does create them."

"I see that my observations in you have been rather spot-on," Bowen replied as he finished sloughing off the dragon skin and put it next to the head that he had taken off first, his rubberized body glistening in the light. "Yes, I belong to the Order, which you've been working for this entire time. The reason why you're here and I'm telling you this is because I see something in you; not just the fact that you're practically throbbing at the concept of our rubber drones, but also that you've shown how loyal, hardworking, and devoted you are to your workplace. Now be honest, were you just working hard because that's your nature or did you have an idea of what we did and wanted to rise in the ranks to perhaps indulge in such a thing yourself?"

Daren could feel himself blushing at being called out by his boss, though his embarrassment was nothing compared to the pleasure that he could feel coursing through his system as he stared into the eyes of the latex bovine man. "I... I will admit, I was very interested in such a program," Daren admitted, his honesty being rewarded by Bowen starting to stroke on his rather impressive member. The massage table nearly shook under him as he started to get stroked off by the bull. "It's... oh gods... it's something that I was working forward, yes."

His words were hard to form but Daren managed to get out what he wanted even as his hips started to thrust up slightly from the other man massaging the sensitive flesh of his maleness. His thick tail flopped in the air as the other hand of the bull went down lower and started to press between his legs, causing Daren's back to arch. "In that case I think that it would be most befitting if I offered you the opportunity for promotion," Bowen stated, the smirk on his bovine muzzle widening as he saw the orca's eyes practically rolled back into his skull. "Accept and I'll make you into exactly what you wanted to be, not to mention working directly under me, what do you think about that Daren?"

"Yes!" Daren exclaimed, panting heavily as could hardly contain himself. It wasn't just the intense pleasure he was getting from the hand job but also the fact that Bowen was giving him exactly what he desired, causing his trembling body to squirm underneath each caress of his maleness. "Please, turn me into a drone!"

"Well I have good news for you on that front," Bowen explained, the orca's eyes refocusing to see him smiling over his half-open mouth. "We've already started."

The orca looked at the bull in slight confusion only to feel something happening to his maleness as it was being stroked. Daren's breath caught in his throat as he felt his shaft throb hard and as it did it felt like it had stretched an extra inch. His hands went up to his chest to grab onto himself while he continued to get pleasured and it felt like his skin had become loose. Even with the lust growing in his mind he knew what was happening, he was becoming a drone just like the creature that was standing there watching them the entire time. As he looked over at the dragon Daren gathered that it was probably the real Rook, but a sudden surge of blissful sensation came from his groin that brought him back to the present.

"Ah... my groin..." Daren said as he could see the pink flesh continuing to stretch from his growing erection, though there was something about the sensation that caused him to write on the table. "It's so tight... like I'm jamming my arm in a shirt sleeve that's too small."

"I see that your enthusiasm matches your work ethic," Bowen commented with those increasingly dark, sultry words as the white and black skin of the orca also looked like it was tightening around his entire body, especially his chest as his pecs inflated. "You're already embracing your new position, you can feel the oil that saturated your skin already giving you a body that you truly deserve. We just have to shed your old life in order to make room for the new, and I promise you that it's an experience that you'll absolutely adore."

All Daren could do was moan in response as Bowen began to massage him once more, this time rubbing against his face first before moving down his neck and towards his shoulders. With his cock left unattended he wanted to stroke it himself but his arms felt like lead while they were laying there on the massage table. It felt like something was weighing him down, but the stronger the pleasurable tingling sensation got the harder it was for him to care. It felt like the sensitivity of his groin and the areas that the bull had been masterfully teasing this entire night had spread to his entire form and as he stroked down his neck it was just like it was happening to his dick. When he let out a moan of pure contentment though it felt like his jaws were stretching more then they should of and as the pressure of Bowen's ministrations grew greater it finally felt like something has slid down the flesh of his beak.

Except that it no longer felt like his beak, and as his eyes glanced around in slight shock he managed to find a mirror that was nearby that he could look at. His eyes widened briefly as he saw the rubber snout that was pushing out of the lips of his former one that had stretched out around the base, but then they became unfocused before they stretched down out of place. His face looked like some sort of Halloween mask and as Bowen more vigorously pulled down the more the black and white flesh of his head slid over his skull until finally he felt his old mouth wrap around his neck. It was a surreal sensation to feel his rubber head coming out of the mouth of an orca mask but when Bowen caressed the exposed shiny skin it nearly caused him to orgasm right there.

Daren realized he was looking at the head of a drone, the smooth featureless face completely devoid of anything that used to make him an orca. He was being stripped of his identity by the bull working down his shoulders and causing the opening sliding down his body to continue to stretch around them impossibly wide. As he continued to gasp and groan as more of his body was being revealed he suddenly felt a hand reach up and press against his face. When he tried to ask what happened all that came out was a muffled grunt and looked to the mirror to find that his muzzle had become one solid piece of rubber while Bowen just smirked and put a finger to his lips.

Being silence did little to stop Daren's thrashing as he continued to revel in his transformation, feeling his muscle swell up even more the second the rubber versions of them were exposed to the air. After his shoulder grew broader Bowen took one of his arms and pulled it out slowly from the orca skin that felt more like a sleeve then anything that used to be attached to him. The second that the limb was pulled out the drone's entire body shuddered as he saw the bicep grow bigger, the muscle growth cascading down his forearm until it reached his fingers. It looked like the arm of a professional athlete and it looked almost comically big to his other arm before that was pulled out and allowed to expand. His chest had already been growing and as soon as his somewhat shiny orca skin was pulled down to his waist his body trembled from his abs becoming more defined while he grew a pair of sizable pectorals.

As the mouth of his orca skin got down to his groin the Daren drone found his body shuddering from the sensation of feeling them against his cock briefly. Bowen smirked slightly and said that if he wanted he could get Rook or himself to dress up and see what it was like to suck his own dick, but for the moment he needed to focus on being a good drone while the rest of his body was revealed. With every inch of black latex that was shown the former orca's mind sank deeper into the abyss of the programming that had been unknowingly absorbed into his skin. It had been the latest breakthrough in their drone transformation technology and the bull was happy that he got to test it on someone so willing and worthy as he exposed the rear and groin of the drone to let his new and improved cock slide out.

The feeling of relief was immense as the pressure was taken off his shaft, though as his calves began to quiver from growth he suddenly felt his new muscular body being flipped onto his back. "I told you that you'd be working directly under me," Bowen said with a smirk as he finished stripping the last of the identity off of this new drone, leaving a shiny rubber creature in his place before climbing on top of him. "Time for you to get started, my loyal drone."

Hearing Bowen call him a loyal drone nearly caused him to orgasm right there, but as he felt the fingers of the bull push into his mouth the only thing he could think of doing is pleasing his master and being a good drone. "Please, use me," Daren begged, though at the moment that wasn't really his name any more than the other rubber creature was Rook. "I will be a good drone."

"Yes, you are a good drone," the deep, supple voice of the bull whispered into his ear as he got on top of the massage table, the rubber drone feeling the thick shiny cock of the other man starting to already push against his cheeks. "Good drones obey, and you're orders are to relax and let your master use your new body. Your new body pleases your master."

As Daren melted in response to the words that sank into his mind he could feel the bull sink his cock inside of him. The feeling of having that thick shaft spread open his vulcanized insides would have caused his eyes to flutter if he had them, but instead his back merely arched and he let out a groan. With his muzzle unstuck he continued to repeat the mantras that he was given by the bull and as the massage table began to shake slightly he could feel how pleased his master was. This was everything he wanted, even before he knew about the Order and what they could do to him this had always been his desired fate as a muscular rubber creature.

Soon the sounds of squeaking rubber filled the air as the bull continued to rock his hips back and forth. The synthetic rear of the drone was easily able to take the entirety of his throbbing flesh but still able to squeeze tight for maximum pressure. "That's it drone, you're really adapting well to your new position," Bowen said with a chuckle. "Tell me, who do you belong to drone?"

"I belong to the order!" Daren shouted enthusiastically, just thinking the words nearly causing him to cum if his master would allow while his rubber body writhed.

"Actually, you belong to me," Bowen corrected. "You belong to Master Bowen, you understand that."

"Yes, I belong to Master Bowen!" Daren once more shouted.

"Good drone," Bowen replied once more, reinforcing what he had just said as their shiny bodies ground against one another. It had been a while since he had transformed someone into a drone and having the sexy body of the aquatic creature had almost made him just jump the creature right away. He was glad that he had shown some restraint though as it meant taking this one was all the sweeter while his maleness sank all the way to the hilt inside of the other man.

Daren couldn't do anything but grip the massage table as he was taken by his new master, feeling nothing but the euphoria of being a good drone and the throbbing flesh inside him. He could feel every inch of the bull spreading open his walls and plunging deep into his depths, though just the feeling of their bodies rubbing together would be enough for him to climax. But his master didn't tell him too and while his own cock was hard and rubbing against his latex abs the intense stimulation was not enough to override his master's orders. He would be a good drone, and that meant having his tailhole taken with vigor until eventually he was given the ultimate joy of feeling his master cum inside of him.

It essence it was just more rubber that would help solidify his transformation, but Daren still got all the benefits from it as he panted heavily through his shiny bovine snout. He could feel the pure desire still rolling off of the creature he had created and new that he had a good one. Even as he laid on top for a while the only thing he could hear from the rubbery entity underneath was how good it felt and how he was a good drone. This one wouldn't even need any additional programming other then the benefits they had already been given, squeezing the powerful muscles of the orca all the way down including the sizable maleness he had been given.

"Well that was wonderful," Bowen stated as he gave a few more thrusts into his new drone before he pulled out. "Now I have things to do, but why don't you go ahead and celebrate with Rook over there. Since this is your reward I'm sure he won't mind bending over for you."

With his master's cock no longer inside him the orca drone fixated on what his master wished, and as he saw the other rubber creature perk up it was clear that he knew what was about to happen as well. As the orca hopped off of the massage table he sprung a little bit on his new webbed feet, feeling the synthetic flesh responding even better than his old body did. As Bowen watched he could tell that his new drone was very pleased with how he felt as he began to stroke himself while approaching the dragon drone. It was one of the perks of their bodies, which he was one to know about as he slowly began to take the orca skin he had just procured and started to slide it on. As he felt his hooved feet merge with the webbed ones he could see that Rook had leaned over the massage table while Daren took the huge cock he had been gifted and slowly began to slide it inside of him.

He was definitely going to have a lot of fun with that, Bowen thought to himself as his own latex skin disappeared underneath the black and white flesh of the orca. While he did admire the aptitude of the worker in reality he just wanted an aquatic skin to go out in as well as a rubbery version that he could fuck whenever he wanted. With the technology of the Order he could have both and once more he began to hear the sounds of rubber squeaking against rubber filling the air. It had taken little time for the new drone to take advantage of their stretchy anatomy and soon the two muscular creatures were practically pushing the table over as Bowen could see the normally defined abs of the dragon getting pushed out by a bulge from the massive member being pumped inside of him.

With a careful suggestion the two would remain locked in the throes of bliss until he got back, a smirk on the orca's face as he hoped they wouldn't mind not cumming until he did...