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Dozens of hours of overtime, months of scrimping and saving, arduous battles with temptation and careful consideration of unavoidable expenses...Devin really wasn't sure he could handle having to go through all of that ever again. But for one time? In the end, he was sure it would be worth it, and never did he feel more confident in that than when he had the package finally in his hands, just in time.

Sitting up on his bed in his room, he opened up the package from Generdex. Inside was a shimmering, forest green orb that looked like it was made of latex or a similar compound...but Devin knew a lot better. He could hardly handle the temptation to jump in and start using it right away, but good sense told him to read the instructions, first. It was a single page packaged in with the orb, seeming awfully small for a product like this…

[Congratulations! You've received your custom-designed Generdex LifeCostume! In moments you can take the shape you've always dreamed of like it was yours for real! Follow the ABCs to enjoy your product!

Activation: Hold the LifeCostume Concentrate in both hands and wait up to 5 minutes for bonding. Bonding time varies by individual; if bonding has not occurred within 5 minutes release and attempt again, if failure persists contact Generdex customer service.

Bonding: Bonding should be a painless experience, but users may experience discomfort during transition if extensive reshaping is required. Do not wear clothing during bonding and transition, as it can interfere with the transition and is unlikely to survive.

Contentment: Once transition is complete, no more is required! Enjoy your new form for 12 hours, worry free! Reversion agent is blended with the Concentrate and will automatically take effect at the prescribed time. Make sure to keep track of time and avoid an embarrassing Cinderella scenario!

WARNING: Generdex is not responsible for any actions or behaviors of LifeCostume users. LifeCostume is a one-time use product. Do not attempt to collect expired concentrate. Skin irritation following use is uncommon and does not persist beyond 72 hours. Not designed for use with any life form other than humans.]

The rest was a load of fine print that Devin assumed was mostly legal liability stuff and that he had no interest in whatsoever. He tossed the paper aside and quickly stripped out of his clothes, not wanting to wait any longer before trying it out. Not that he had much time in the first place - it was Halloween today, the package had arrived just in time for the costume party he was planning to attend. He'd almost bailed out after learning that the product wasn't going to arrive until so close to the day of, but now he was glad he'd held on. It was going to be the best costume at the party, no question!

Once naked, he lifted up the orb, holding it with both hands palming the sphere. He could feel a slight tingle on his skin where it made contact, he was sure that was a sign that it was doing something. The orb was heavier than it looked, he was trying to be very careful with the weight so he didn't drop it...it probably shouldn't have been, but upper body strength was something he'd always lacked. Sure, he was over six feet tall, but skinny and scrawny and not athletic at all.

But for a little while, I can know what it's like to be a lot bigger and more muscular. Among other things...

It was no more than a minute before he felt his hands get sucked into the orb just a little bit...and then he saw the green fluid start to travel up his arms. Excitement spiked, and he closed his eyes, reveling in the strange sensation of the fluid's motion over his body...it was weird, he wasn't really enjoying it so much as what it meant. So far it wasn't exactly uncomfortable either, just very strange, and it stayed that way as it flowed over him further, reaching his torso and making its way both up and down. He got a little nervous as it started over his head, wondering if it was going to encase over his airways, but the fluid instead left his mouth and nose open, at least for the moment…

Wherever the fluid covered there was a strong tingling, and soon that tingling was extended over his whole body, even before it completely covered him. It didn't take long, maybe a few minutes, before he was totally covered...and then the real changes began. He started to feel his entire body shift and warp...as promised, painless, but very strange. The first thing he felt was the growth, his body getting taller and filling out with muscle. The eager anticipation definitely made up for the odd sensations there - he didn't know how this stuff accomplished this feat, but he didn't care as long as it did.

But size was only the first of the changes, and they got a lot more extensive. The green fluid substance began to deform and take on a scaly appearance, becoming steadily less latex-like and more like a reptilian hide. And in multiple areas his shape was altering more extensively, especially his head which was lengthening out and broadening into a snout-like shape. A tail was also pushing out at his rear, thick and heavy, gaining mass and feeling like it was pulling him back. His legs were also changing, feet reforming to a three-toe, flat-footed shape with claws forming at the tips, like the ones now adorning his fingers...his now-free hands were otherwise mostly unchanged, he'd elected to keep all his fingers intact for the sake of convenience.

A weird twisting and pulling in his groin caused his first sounds of discomfort, as his genitals were drawn into his body. He knew something was going on down there but he couldn't really tell what, as nothing was visible to him at this point...he leaned down onto the bed as his back started feeling odd, and let out a squawking cry as he felt sharp protrusions push their way out of his spine, just as his head's shape began to finalize. A thick, broad tongue rubbed over the sharp fangs that had formed, fangs which felt very dangerous for anyone else to be around...then again, dangerous was one of the images he wanted with this body. After all, it was inspired by a rather dangerous creature in the first place…

Finally he felt the weird sensations in his body cease, and he opened his eyes. Looking down at himself, he could see part of the reptilian image he'd created in his mind, but he really wanted a full view...and luckily he could have that, as he turned towards his closet to the full-length mirror on the door. A giddy grin rose on his face as he bore witness to the likeness he'd been imagining for so long - the Zilladine.

Devin had always loved the design of Godzilla - even the variations over different interpretations were appealing to him, it was just the basic concept that fascinated him so much. He'd long imagined, discussed, even roleplayed a creature with similar designs, but smaller and more anthropomorphic, a creature type he had called Zilladine. The figure standing before the mirror was very much like his mind had imagined - big, powerful, evoking the image of Godzilla despite not being an exact replica. His body was a little greener, his general a blend of humanoid and feral, and his head blended a few details from different designs, while being closest to the one he preferred most - a more graded snout similar to Godzilla vs. King Kong.

He shifted a little bit, getting as much of a glance at the spikes on his back as he could. With this he definitely preferred the more 'snowflakey' glowing shapes of more early designs as opposed to the more straight and spiky shape of more modern interpretations. And they were just like he wanted, and even had the glowing effect - how Generdex pulled that one off he could never have guessed. He even found he could intensify the glow a bit with a bit of deliberate focus, a notion that gave him much glee.

There was one more thing to check...he stuck a glow down around his groin, rubbing around until he found the slit that he predicted to be there. The contact made him shiver and growl, it was more pleasurable than he had expected...but he wasn't quite as focused on pleasure as he was on seeing what was there. And as the beast slipped out and swelled up, he found himself in awe once again. Holy shit...they matched my design exactly. That's incredible.

This, of course, had no basis in canon - his cock design was purely his own invention, and had changed quite a bit over some of the saucier roleplays he'd done. But it had been a field on the customization form online, and he figured that it was probably a pretty common thing to use these for this kind of thing, so he'd gone all out on his most elaborate design - fleshy spikes studding the length that secreted glowing fluid, a spiky ring around the base of the pointed head that flared out when pulling out, and a nice knot at the base that was dotted with shorter spiky studs. Making it nice and long and thick was a given, but that was all he'd actually expected the costume to be able to replicate...but no, it was everything he'd requested, and it looked awesome.

And felt awesome, too...he started to pant and growl as he jerked himself off in front of the mirror, head tilting back and eyes closing. His breaths were starting to become tinged with slightly glowing mist, and his cock was glowing slightly as well as the fluids were being pumped out of it to lubricate his stroking. His tail was proving incredibly useful, keeping him from falling back as he lost himself in the pleasure...with a roar, his climax hit, very fast and hard. Bright green-glowing semen pulsed from him, splattering against the mirror and the floor, the amount quite liberal and making a spectacular mess unlike any he'd made before. He didn't even think about that at the moment, pumping hard to milk everything out of himself that he could…

But when he came down from the high, he was suitably chagrined at the sticky mess. Cleaning wasn't exactly the most fun thing he could do with this body...but he hurriedly wiped it up, promising to do a more thorough job later. It was probably a good thing he at least got that release, as his dick was apparently sated and had retreated into its home - he didn't exactly want that hanging out the whole time.

The wipedown got most of everything off of the floor and mirror, though there were still some traces he could see glowing on the surfaces. The glow was his own little embellishment - since Godzilla was a creature born of radiation, and had some glowing parts in some designs such as in the back spikes, he liked the idea that his body fluids were glowing as well. Not just cum, but that was definitely among them. Of course, his glow wasn't radioactive - he didn't know what it was but it was probably some bioluminescent something or other. He wasn't about to go irradiating the whole party, that would have been a real buzzkill.

Satisfied, he grabbed his keys and tossed them in a backpack, then slung it over his shoulder and trotted out. The party was probably already at a start, and he didn't want to wait too long to show things off. Clothing was a no go, he didn't own anything that would fit this body, but so long as the well-designed tool behaved, he wasn't worried about that. And he rather wanted to make sure everything else was as visible as possible.

So far, definitely worth it.

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The halloween party was a typical shindig for a bunch of twenty-somethings, especially mostly still on the far side of thirty. The house was decorated up a bit with the usual spooktacular fare, cobwebs and bones and black and orange everywhere, but the aesthetic came second to the presence of liberal amounts of alcohol and food. Indeed, Devin could smell cooking and grilling a fair ways before he even got there, a scent that definitely appealed to him...maybe more than usual, though perhaps that was just his mind using its ingrained idea of Zilladines to create the illusion. After all, he'd always imagined the big lizards would have a natural preference for meat products, since their designs reminded him vaguely of carnosaurs.

As he reached the house, he could already tell that he was getting there just as the party was kicking into gear, plenty of people were streaming to the house, all in costumes of varying sophistication. The costume part had been made obligatory by the host - Bertrand, a friend of his from college, and a dude who LOVED the theater, both stage and screen. He had spent a lot of time in stage productions during college and, from what Devin had heard, well before that as well. Bertrand didn't just like acting but also clothing design and costume design, and always had a hand in that whenever he was part of the production. He also had the biggest house and loved to throw parties...particularly costume parties, and not just on Halloween. Though, Halloween was the only time he insisted everyone had to show up with some actual costume, others it was encouraged but not required.

It took no time at all for eyes to go his way as he entered the house. He couldn't help but grin as he saw expressions go into shock, amazement, and awe. A couple of the partygoers had to grab and rub him to confirm that what they were seeing was real, or at least as close to real as it got. Seeing their expressions light up when they saw it made it all the more worth it...he didn't tell them specifically about the massive amount of work it had taken to save up for the LifeCostume, just that it HAD been a lot, he didn't want to quite dim the clear dreams that they too could have something that looked that good.

Of course, who he REALLY wanted to find was Bertrand...and he did, in the kitchen, talking to a rather meek looking young man that gave Devin a sense of familiarity. The theater nut had gone suitably overboard with his costume, putting out a very good replica of Roger DeBris from The Producers - and he pulled it off pretty damn well in Devin's eyes. The guy he was talking to looked like he'd fashioned a “costume" out of clothes he normally had, spiffed up to reflect a character of some sort, though Devin didn't know which one. He was starting to feel fairly sure he'd seen him somewhere...but he couldn't place when or where. Putting the thought aside for the moment, he put a large mitt on his friends shoulder, grinning widely. “Rawr."

Bertrand jolted around, and his jaw dropped like a stone. The other youth's eyes went wide as saucers as well, giving Devin a fantastic feeling...he loved that other people got as much out of his ideas as he did.

“OH MY GOD! DEVIN!" Bertrand hurled himself at the reptilian form, arms wrapping around him in as much of an embrace as he could manage with the size disparity. Of course Bertrand knew who it was, Devin had shown him plenty of Zilladine art pieces he'd requested or commissioned, he was almost as infatuated with the design as Devin himself was. “You look amazing! How? This is unbelievable!"

“LifeCostume, baby. Don't ask how long it took me to save up."

“Oh god, you actually did it! I know we talked about that but I didn't think you'd actually go that far! This is so incredible!" Bertrand's hands were rubbing over his scaly body, admiring the muscles and the detailed hide. “Wow, they are amazing! I don't know how they could do this, you couldn't tell this apart from real at all! It doesn't even look like a costume, it looks like they totally transformed you!"

“I actually half-suspect that's what happened. It's a very weird process, I'll have to tell you about it at some point. But for now I'm just gonna enjoy every second that I have with this form, it'll be a while before I get another crack at it."

“Oh, you're going to be the talk of the party, I'm sure no one else is gonna have one of these! Oh, sorry, hey, Kell! This is Devin! I think you two might have met at some point?" Bertrand motioned to the other male, who was still in utter awe, shuffling over slowly like he was in a trance.

Something clicked in Devin's head - Kell might not recognize him, but now he recognized Kell. He'd met him at the college's LGBT center sometime in the last year...even though he was out of college now, Devin went back there every now and then to volunteer and help out, as he had all throughout his college years. He'd been one of the very fortunate ones to have a strong support network when he finally realized his sexuality, and he wanted to help others out with that as well. Heck, he'd been the one to finally get Bertrand to acknowledge that he was gay - his friend had been hiding it because he didn't want to look like a walking stereotype. It had taken some time, but he'd gotten Bertrand to accept that being a fawning, flaming theater and costume nut was a perfectly fine way to be gay.

Kell, on the other hand, was definitely a bit shyer, and not ready to have it come out for most people yet. Devin also respected that, it sounded like Kell's family was a wild card, no certainty as to how they would take it, and unfortunately, sometimes the path of least turmoil meant secrecy. That would change in the future, Devin was sure, but there wasn't any sense in being a martyr. He leaned down and gave a toothy grin to Kell. “How's it going, Kell? You been doing all right since we talked last?"

Something about his voice must have been familiar enough despite the changes in it, because Kell's wide eyes seemed to flicker in recognition. “Ah…y-yeah...um, it's, it's going...good, yeah. Uh...I...wow...that...you look...incredible."

“I'm getting that a lot. It's a cool design, isn't it? Semi-my own, inspired by Godzilla, but edited a bit…I call it Zilladine. You like?"

“I...yeah." There was a weight on that word that was unusual, Devin wasn't quite sure what to make of it. But he passed it off as just being speechless.

“I'll have to show you some of the art I've gotten of them in the past. Can't right now, though, we've got a party to enjoy, and I swear to god I'm smelling sausages and steaks that have my name on them."

“Peter's grilling in the back, let's get you out there!" Bertrand yapped excitedly. “I don't want you going hungry with a jaw like that, you could eat me right up!"

“Hey, I'm more in control than that!" laughed Devin as he and Bertrand went out towards the back. Kell trailed behind them a bit, eyes still on Devin, almost fixed to him, more than anyone else's...

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Devin had never had the greatest party stamina. To him, a few hours of boisterous activity was enough to drain him, he never knew how others could manage to go all night and day. But the costume had given him more energy for it, and despite being the obvious center of attention for over six hours he hadn't flagged. It was thrilling, and took his mind off the fact that he didn't have that much longer to enjoy the form of his dreams.

Of course just about everyone was asking about him, how he'd done it and what he was. Perhaps the best part was introducing his Zilladine idea to so many people, people who never would have imagined such a thing before. Everyone know Godzilla at least a little bit, even if they weren't a buff of the movies or even had never seen a single one - it was a figure of common knowledge, so just about everyone had a point of reference. The idea of a smaller-scale one seemed to work out really well with everyone, and his lore on their origins and societies seemed to be of interest to more than a few people.

The big moment of the party came around nine, after he'd been drinking a bit and was quite loosened up, and someone asked him if he had Godzilla breath. Devin hadn't even thought about that - of course Zilladine's had the breath weapon that Godzilla had, though not as viciously powerful and destructive, and he couldn't actually remember if he'd mentioned that in his costume description. With a silly grin, though, he said he could probably find out. His eyes turned to an empty bottle on a table away from other partygoers, and he turned, reared back and opened wide.

He wasn't actually sure what he expected - heck, maybe he was expecting nothing, to just end up looking silly and laughing it off with the rest of them. He couldn't say he was actually expecting a burst of SOMETHING to come shooting out of his gullet, slamming into the bottle and sending it flying into a tree where it shattered into pieces. EVERYTHING went dead for a moment, as Devin's mind attempted to process that it hadn't been an illusion, he'd just breathed a goddamn power beam like his creatures had been designed to, something he had never once in his entire time in the form thought could happen...and then someone yelled “HOLY SHIT!" and the trance broke, the clamor redoubled around him and the level of impressed with the LifeCostume hit fever pitch.

It had been everything he'd hoped and dreamed of, and so much more...but it wasn't until much later that he found out he wasn't the only one.

It hadn't gone totally unnoticed to Devin that Kell had been eyeing him a lot. He was almost always around Devin, but not in the thick of the conversations, just kind of hanging around the side and just looking at him. And drinking...more than Devin would have expected, it wasn't like he was pounding back a whole beer every five minutes but he seemed like the type that didn't really imbibe much even at social events. But he was...Devin didn't really pay THAT much attention to it, much too busy with everyone else going nuts over him, it was just there in the back of his mind, and he wasn't putting too much into it.

Around midnight, though, when about half the party had left, Kell finally approached him. He looked...loosened, not fully drunk, but a lot of the shyness had faded from him. “I wanna talk to you…alone. Third floor, the...the spare bedroom. Okay?"

Devin couldn't place what was in his voice...maybe just alcohol. “Sure? I'll be up there…"

“Thanks." Kell was gone in a flash, leaving Devin a bit confused. The end of a party was an odd time to request alone time. Was something wrong? He did sound insistent, but not exactly unhappy...there was only one way to find out, so he excused himself and went up to the third floor. 'Spare bedroom' didn't exactly help much, since that was the function of most of the rooms up there, but only one of the doors was partway open, so he made an assumption and went in there. Kell was indeed in there, and motioned for him to shut and lock the door.

Once their privacy had been ensured, Kell took a deep breath, and then lunged at Devin. Stunned, the Zilladine could do nothing except let Kell grab him...but, what followed was far from a violent response. He felt Kell rub his scaly hide and muscles, like Bertrand had done earlier...except, this wasn't the same, this wasn't someone just admiring the aesthetics, he could tell a curious from a sensual touch. Now it was his turn to have widened eyes, as he felt his body touched...and further when he felt on outright lick on his chest.

It took a moment for Kell to get a hold of himself, though he didn't quite back off. “Devin...you...have no idea...what you're doing to me…"

“...I think I can hazard a guess by this?"

“Ah...sorry...but…" Kell breathed a heavy, lustful sigh. “There's...more to me than just being gay. I've...always...lusted after reptiles. God, I have some...some of the perviest art on my computer...scaly, muscular dragons and lizards and crocodiles and...I couldn't ever share that with anyone who, who KNEW me, that...but I...you...this is like...you're the...you're the goddamn sexiest thing I've ever seen and been able to actually touch, and...god, Devin, I...I NEED you. I'm sorry...I just...I NEED you."

That much was as clear as could be, Devin hadn't had THAT sort of reaction from anyone so far. Heck, the only person he'd even mentioned anything to about the erotic sphere was Bertrand, and that was more for description rather than anything actually sexual. He'd only played around with his design for those parts for the heck of it, not any expectation of actually using it.

But be real. Are you going to turn down an actual chance to live out one of your fantasies with someone who wants it that bad?

He RPed as Zilladines for sexual purposes quite a lot...and it was almost always with a human on the other end. He loved the idea, he didn't know why and it didn't matter that he didn't. And with him being rubbed the way he was, his tool was really making the decision for him, already creeping out of his slit...wordlessly he nodded, and that was all the more Kell needed. A growl escaped Devin, head tilting back and eyes squeezing shut as his emerging cock was grasped and stroked, drawing it to full staff much faster than it was going before. It felt MUCH different with another hand on it, sending shivers down his spine...maybe he needed this as much as Kell did, the way he was responding to the treatment.

And it only got better. He balled his hands into fists to keep from digging his claws into the door as he felt Kell's tongue lick the tip of his dick, and then his lips wrap around it briefly. Groans and growls rumbled from him involuntarily as fingers played with the sensitive spiky ring under his pointed head, and another hand sparingly stroked his thick knot. Kell was moving around a lot, but Devin couldn't get himself under his own power enough to see what was going on, his body was too lost in the pleasure he was getting. Precum was squirting fairly readily from him already, and he was sure much of it was getting licked up or getting onto Kell, but there was no sense that the human minded that that was happening.

Finally he felt Kell pull away entirely, and was able to get a grip on himself and open his eyes. Just in time to see Kell pulling off his shirt...the last clothing he had on, his others already haphazardly piled close to his feet. He had been disrobing while pleasuring Devin, it seemed...he could see some glowing stains on them, clearly his production had already had some effects, but Kell didn't make any note of it. Now that he was nude, he really went to work, both hands and mouth taking on the task of Devin's formidable dick. His lips went back to the tip while both hands stroked around the thick shaft, rubbing his fleshy spikes and getting them to leak, then spreading the fluid over his shaft. It was all Devin could do not to grab the human's head and take control, his natural urges were definitely pushing him for that…

He gasped loudly and moaned heavily as Kell suddenly pushed forward, driving the whole of Devin's cockhead into his mouth, all the way to the spiky ring. Looking down, it looked almost impossible for Kell to actually handle that, his mouth stretched widely around the flesh, but he didn't seem to be having as much trouble with it as expected...in fact, he was taking more, pushing himself down further on the spiky tool as his hands played with the parts he didn't envelop. He was bobbing back and forth now, working his way slowly downwards and then retreating...Devin could feel his ring flexing back against Kell's throat and then catching on his teeth, refusing to be removed.

It was too much...Devin's control slipped. His strong, clawed hands gripped Kell's head and suddenly he bucked in, surpassing the third Kell had achieved already and barreling relentlessly until his lips met that thick knot. The human flailed only briefly, before his hands latched onto that knot and massaged it thoroughly, putting a pressure on it that made Devin feel exquisite. With a snarl he began to thrust harshly into that hot mouth and tight throat, pleasure ramping up radically faster. Kell's throat vibrated around him briefly here and there as he let out muffled moans, taking it better than it seemed like he should, though in the heat of the moment Devin couldn't think about that, only about claiming him. And with all he was doing, that claiming was imminent.

Just enough control remained for Devin not to make a loud roar that would have drawn all the attention of the household. He kept it to a tight snarl as he let go, bursts of seed pulsing down Kell's throat, then into his mouth as Devin pulled back. His thrusts continued for the first several spurts, getting more than a fair bit of his seed along the human's tongue before finally settling in and pouring the rest of it into Kell's gullet. Over and over, each pump forced its way in, the load no less than his experimental first, in fact maybe more...Kell had no choice but to take it all, didn't even have to swallow, not that he could. But he put up no protest, not fighting Devin's grip that lasted all the way through his climax, only tapering off after quite some time.

As the last dribbles left him, some of Devin's sense came back to him. With chagrin he pulled himself out of Kell, the spiked ring finally being cooperative. “Shit...I'm sorry, that was...didn't mean to…"

“It's...fine…" Kell panted, sounding a bit hoarse but surprisingly none the worse for wear. A bit of seed dribbled out of the corners of his mouth, but he swallowed up the rest of it, blushing hard but looking fairly happy. Devin could see the faint glow in his core - it was impossible to hide that you'd just been claimed by a Zilladine, that glow was meant to be a signal to others that you were fair game. Fortunately, there weren't any others.

“It's not fine...I could've hurt you badly, that...I can't believe I didn't…"

“I wouldn't have...pushed it if I thought you would," replied Kell. “It's a Generdex thing, I...I've been kinda looking them up, for...um...fantasy purposes. They have...they had this thing where a, uh, a pain patch or something like that, turned some people into lizards...and they had this property that they could make others able to, uh, recover and adjust really quickly, and they...made it part of all the LifeCostumes because they knew people would use it, uh, this way. When I was able to take your whole, um, head there...I knew I could take all of it."

“Wow...I didn't know that." Devin had to admit he was impressed, and not just with the knowledge but with the now-clear scope of Kell's fantasies. Enough that he'd been actively looking for ways to make it happen...no wonder he'd been so eager to jump on Devin. “Still, I didn't mean to get that rough."

Kell blushed harder, looking away. “I...liked it that rough."

It took a moment, but Devin grinned. He liked it that rough too...at least, in his RPs, he did. But if Kell was willing, he had no problem taking it all the way to that extent. He reached out and grabbed Kell, a predatory grin on his face. “Then you won't mind if I show you how Zilladines breed human bitches."

Kell had no chance to respond before he was thumped face-down on the bed, his ass turned up for that monster cock to claim his other hole. Devin waited only briefly, making sure that he hadn't gone too far...but when Kell showed no signs of concern, he let go fully, indulging himself in desires that he'd often fantasized about but never acted on. His cock speared slightly into the human's ass, and then he punched forward, driving himself all the way up to the knot in one powerful thrust. Kell let out a muffled yell, but it was one of pleasure, not pain, and his body rapidly accepted the intrusion without much difficulty...he really had been altered to handle anything.

So Devin planned to given him everything.

He held Kell in a forceful pin on the bed, rapidly sawing in and out of that tight ass. The pace was a bit haphazard at first, but quickly smoothed by the leaking from his spikes, spreading a fluid that eased the target and made them more pliable still. His precum was helping as well, slickening Kell up deeper inside, spreading and mingling with the other fluids to ensure the smoothest ride possible in something that deliciously tight. His heart was racing, a thrill unlike any other he'd had in sex before...truly, this was a dream come true for him as well, even if not one he had been planning on.

And he could tell that Kell loved every solitary second of it. The human was writhing helplessly in his grip, his moans and cries were quieted by the covers but clearly euphoric, and Devin could feel his ass clenching down on him constantly, especially when he thrust it. He could smell a familiar scent of human precum as well, a scent that stirred up what could only have been instinctual drives to spur his claiming on. How much was the costume, how much was his own brain? He didn't know, and didn't care.

Faster and harder he went, until he felt like he couldn't ramp it up anymore...his body was in overdrive, deep guttural snarls and snorts emerging from him as he fucked Kell relentlessly on the bed. His knot was pounding harder at that tight entrance, he wanted to get it in as well, he knew without question that Kell was waiting for it, desired it more than anything else he was being given. And Devin had to know what it felt like, had to experience it, sate his curiosity once and for all, as well as show the bitch who ruled.

He leaned down, legs pushing hard as he slammed in, applying a vicious pressure that didn't let up, and finally he felt the constricting passage give way, allow that giant bulge access inside Kell. Again he had to fight everything he had to keep from roaring out in conquest, the trembling growl what he had to satisfy himself with as he unloaded once more inside Kell, spraying his other passage with copious amounts of seed that began to light up his body. His claws almost stabbed into Kell, he had to work hard to keep from letting that happen and injuring the human.

He felt Kell squirming underneath him, rhythmically twitching and tensing, and soon smelled the other sign of the human's orgasm. A sense of powerful pride arose within him, it was perfect to feel that surrender of pleasure from a claimed human, even if there had been no resistance before...something visceral about inducing that orgasm just from the display of power and dominance clicked just right. And that helped amplify his own high, the powerful spurts of glowing seed that flushed deep into Kell's body, unable to escape past that nastily thick knot and thus just pushing deeper. It felt like this one was lasting longer even than the first, like he was pumping so much into Kell that it would swell him up with a glowing bulge in his midsection that would show the world who had given him such wild pleasure.

Finally, the ecstasy ebbed away, though a supreme sense of satisfaction remained. He hadn't ever let loose like that in sex...then again, he hadn't been in a body that felt like it could pull it off. He lifted Kell off the bed; the human's hair was a mess, his body was sweating profusely, and he was panting so hard, but he was still rock-hard down below and dripping a bit of his own cum. “Everything you ever dreamed of?"

“Haah...so...sooooo...much…"

“I'm glad for that." Devin gave him a lick on the cheek. “I've got a few more hours with this...I think I could keep going for at least part of that. You want to come back to my place and have some more fun?"

Kell was nodding before he even finished. “Please…"

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Waking up with his arm around another person was a new experience for Devin, but definitely a welcome one. He'd always wanted to hold another person's body close to him, enjoy their warmth as they rested together...but his past encounters hadn't really gone that way, mostly just being a quickie and gone. Kell being there in the morning...that was new for him, and he was really heartened for it. Maybe there was a chance for him to really make a connection and have the kind of relationship he'd always been a bit too unsure of himself to try for. And all thanks to that costume, giving him a chance to cut loose and live out his dreams for a bit…

...Wait a second.

Devin's eyes blinked open, and he could see quite clearly the lingering green in front of his eyes. His arm was still green and scaly. His body was still far bigger than it had been.

And it's been more than 12 hours. What's going on?

A feeling of disconcert went through him as he pulled the covers off and stood up, looking over himself. Nothing seemed wrong with him, at least, apart from the lack of reversion; his body was just as it was yesterday, no sign of anything out of place. But there was no way he should still have been in this form, it had been well over twelve hours by this time. And now he didn't know what he was supposed to do; there were no instructions for how to revert if the automatic process failed.

“Whoo...you're still in that shape?" Kell had roused and was rubbing his eyes. “Didn't you say you'd be back to your old self by morning?"

“Yeah...I was supposed to be. I don't know what's going on...Generdex probably could tell me...I'm gonna have to look up their number." Devin sounded incredibly uncertain, his voice hesitant as he slid over to his computer, clacking it awake and typing in the search bar. “They didn't say anything about things not going back to normal. You know...why didn't they put in something about that being a possibility?"

“You're right, it makes sense to have some kind of instructions or warning about what might happen. Why wouldn't you tell your customers about that? Unless you just don't want to accept that it would happen...I guess that some people would be that terrible."

“Maybe that should have been a warning sign...oh, shit."

“What?" Kell stepped up behind Devin, who had gone silent. His eyes widened as he saw the page: a breaking news story with a wild headline: [THOUSANDS TRAPPED IN ALTERNATE BODIES AS LIFECOSTUMES BREAK]. The story told of shock and panic all over when what were meant to be costumes stopped acting as such, and of Generdex's confusion and lack of answers. The report was that they didn't know if the reversion agent hadn't been added, or if it had been defective, or even tampered with. What they did know was that without it, reversal was impossible, and they couldn't just induce it after the fact. Mentions of other products inducing sudden transformations were brought up near the end, displaying a pattern of activity that were leading some to think they were doing these sorts of things deliberately, accusations that Generdex was denying. But that seemed to be secondary to the immediate concern the two of them had.

“No way...this can't be real!" Devin's voice trembled. “You mean I...I'm stuck like this? This was just supposed to be a goofy costume, people are gonna flip when they see me tromping around out there! What am I gonna do?"

“I...I don't know," Kell was forced to concede. “But...uh...I mean, you're definitely not gonna be alone, this wasn't just a you thing, looks like it happened to lots of people…"

“Ngh...yeah, but...probably not nearly enough to chill people out! You know how people can be, anything different to them is something to attack...even if it wasn't what I was going for, I wasn't asking to be stuck in...stuck in...uh…" Suddenly the tension seemed to drain out of Devin's body. “A...a body I always wanted to be in…"

Kell seized on it. “Yeah! You picked this costume because you always wanted to be a Zilladine, right? To live as one for a while...it's just, you know, gonna be more than a while. But this is your thing, you can deal with it just fine, heck you might even enjoy staying that way."

“You're...you're right. This wasn't some random thing, this was what I've been playing as online, dreaming of...maybe it's, uh, gonna have some inconveniences...but...fuck, I'm actually a Zilladine! It's not just a costume, it's me now! No more just having to pretend it! I'm just gonna have to, uh, probably figure out how to deal with people freaking out all the time..."

“They'll just have to get used to it, like they'll have to get used to all the others...you're really far from alone at this point. And...well, you know there's one person who definitely isn't gonna freak out." Kell blushed a bit as he rubbed the reptile's muscular chest, making Devin purr a bit.

“Rrrrr...guess it's hard to get upset when I'm close to one of your fantasies already, isn't it?"

“What can I say? You have good taste in design." The rubbing grew a bit more insistent as Kell leaned into Devin. “Why don't we take our minds off of that for a while? Maybe focus on something a bit more...relaxing?"

Devin kind of liked the sound of that, even if he wasn't sure he'd get the permanence off his mind that easily. It was going to be something to adapt to...but, the negatives were starting to be counterweighed for sure. “You're that frisky already? I didn't wear your butt out last night?"

“Maybe you did, but it's gonna take more than that to stop me from living out my dream of being fucked by a big, muscly lizard. I don't care if we have plenty of time, I'm gonna be greedy for a little while."

“Heh...well, then…" One large arm reached around Kell's body and hoisted him into the air as Devin stoop up, holding the human against him tight. “I guess I'll be greedy too, and take as much of that ass as I can manage. Somehow, I think you'll be able to keep up with me."

Kell nodded, flushing hard. “We'll find out...and if I can't, just try to make me."