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Arturo yawned and stretched as he heard the birds begin to chirp outside of his tent, which caused the young man to smile as the shuffled his way out of his sleeping bag. It had been the start of his first day of camping alone in the hills, something he had been looking forward to doing ever since the year began. While none of his friends knew why he would choose such solitude over more conventional group activities it was this moment that encompassed everything he loved about it; waking up to the silence and calm of day while the woodland fauna did so with him. There wasn't another human or man-made object for miles, something that caused him great pleasure as he cooked his breakfast. It made him feel like he was one of the rugged explorers like in the early days, him and his wits living in sync with nature.

Once he was done with his food and cleaning his dishes in the nearby stream he decided to take a hike up to the nearby lake that fed it. While he wasn't much of a swimmer the scenery was idyllic, and it was just large enough for him to hike around the entire day and get back to his campsite before nightfall. With his itinerary set in his mind he grabbed his small hiking pack, which contained his emergency equipment in case something happened, and started out along the lake. It was proving to be a warm, sunny day just like the weatherman had predicted, making him even happier as he trekked up the rocky path to the lake itself.

After about fifteen minutes from his campsite he made it to the edge of the lake, which looked more pristine and beautiful than ever. As he scanned the coastline for anything new that may cause him concern on his walk he stopped suddenly and his elation at the day deflated slightly. There he saw something that he had not expected to see, a man sitting by the water's edge with a large steel briefcase that gleamed in the light. But his disappointment and not being alone quickly turned to confusion when he saw the nice suit the man wore and wondered why he would go out camping in such a thing, as well as no apparent pack other than the briefcase that sat next to him. The nearest road was five kilometers away, and then it was another ten to get to the nearest town.

Arturo decided to check on the man, hoping that he wasn't about to find someone that had somehow gotten lost in the woods or something of that nature. When he got close, though, the man turned his head and smiled, waving at him to come over. "Well hello there!" he said joyfully as the hiker slowed his approach. "Fancy meeting someone else here!"

"Yeah... I was thinking the same thing..." Arturo said as he slowly walked over and shook the hand the other man offered to him. "What brings you out here? I thought this area was a bit rough for the casual camper."

"Well I'm certainly not dressed for camping!" the man replied with a laugh, which caused Arturo to nod in confirmation. "No no son, I'm here because I have a wonderful new product that I'm selling and I thought that this would be the perfect place to find the right person to sell it to! You could say that destiny has brought me here, because after I show you what I got you're going to thank who or whatever you happen to follow that you were here as well!"

Before Arturo could say anything he had started to unlock his suitcase and open it. When he peeked inside he saw what looked like a pair of huge eyes inside, but those were quickly covered up by blue and red fabric as the man shuffled things around until he got to what he was looking for. "This is a special suit designed specifically for swimming," he said as he held up what appeared to be a pair of blue latex gloves and fins. "Now these are just the hands and feet of this suit, and with them I bet you could swim this entire lake and back and still be home in time for dinner! Now if you add in the rest of the suit you'd-"

"It's just a pair of swimmer's gloves and fins," Arturo commented as he looked at them. "I mean they look a little different than other ones I've seen, but that's all they are, right? Nothing crazy special about them."

"I completely beg to differ," the salesman replied as his grin grew. "But how about this, you buy the gloves and fins now and take them out for a test spin. I'll be back here in a few days and if you don't like them I'll give you double your money back, but I'm guessing that I'll be getting an order for the rest of the suit. The only condition is you have to try them out at least once and the sooner the better, otherwise the deal is off, got it?"

Arturo wasn't sure what angle the man was playing but the chance to get double the money he would pay for the two items, which came to sixty dollars, was something he was willing to try. When he told the man he didn't have any money on him the guy pulled out a cell phone and connected him to PayPal, which considering he was able to even get a signal was more fascinating than the swimming gear he was about to buy. And at the very least if the guy ran off or something with his money the gloves and fins seemed to be high-quality, so he could probably resell them to someone else and get most of his money back. Once the transaction was complete Arturo asked him where he was going, but as the salesman walked back into the woods he said that he had his accommodations taken care of and that he would see him in a few days before disappearing into the underbrush.

"Man, I really hope that I don't come back after this trip and find out he was a ghost or something..." Arturo said as he looked down at his recent purchase, the shiny gloves and fins slightly slick despite being dry. At first he thought about packing them away and continuing on his hike, but as he looked up at the sky he saw that he had wasted too much of his day with the salesman to get all the way around before dark. With his initial plans a bust he decided it was as good a time as any to try out the fins, though he wasn't sure how the guy would know he didn't want to miss out on sixty dollars just because he got called out on.

He slowly took off his pack and removed his clothes, then grabbed his swim trunks and pulled them out. Once he was properly suited he took the gloves and slowly put them on. The interior was even slicker than the outside, like there was a thin layer of gel inside as he pulled them on. He expected it to be slimy but found that whatever was in the gloves wasn't wet, it merely conformed to his fingers as he slid the webbing between his digits and provided a similar sensation as when he touched the outside. It was like everything was covered with rubber as he took the webbed fingers and slid them over his chest.

The other thing that he found was that despite the fingers of the glove being longer than his own he could feel up to his fingertips as well as the webbing. Perhaps it was something that translated sensation through the gel, he wondered as he reached for the flippers next. At first he realized that he may have made an error in doing his hands first, but as he began to put his feet into the flippers he realized his fingers were even more dexterous than before. By the time he was finished he wiggled his feet and watched as the long, webbed toes moved even better than his regular ones.

With his new gear in place he made his way out into the water, using his new fins to glide through it effortlessly. While he had never really taken the time to go swimming properly since it would mean taking a towel and with no way to shower afterwards, it was always fun. Now it was better than ever, before he might get a few yards out and splash around a bit but now he was able to get all the way to the small island in the middle of the lake without the slightest bit of fatigue. When he got there he found an outcropping of rocks that he could use to dry himself in the sun.

As he stretched out his body and let the water drip off his skin he thought about taking off the fins and gloves, but as the sun continued to warm his body he decided to leave them on. In fact, as he pressed his hands against his warm skin, they felt even better than before as the synthetic material caressed his body. He hadn't realized that he was stroking his body almost sensuously, sliding up and down with more fervor as they went down lower on his body. His wet swimsuit began to tent as those webbed fingers began to wrap around his stiffening member with only the thin layer of cloth between them. It was only the sudden caw of a passing bird that caused him to stop, and even though he knew there wasn't a human around for miles he suddenly felt rather embarrassed about his display of self-affection.

After a few minutes the throbbing of his member ceased and he decided to head back towards his campsite. Once more the swim was completed with ease and when he got to shore he pulled off the flippers and put on his regular shoes. When he started to hike back he found himself frowning, looking down at his ordinary shoes where shiny blue latex used to be. He had also thought about pulling off the gloves, but when he gathered up the rest of his clothes he decided to leave them off and keep the webbed rubber gloves on.

The hike back was uneventful and he found himself eating lunch as he toweled off. Once he finished eating he went into his tent, putting away the towel and taking off his swim trunks. He thought about putting on his clothes again, but as he stood there naked he wondered why he should. It was just him alone in the wilderness and now he wasn't even out in the open like when he had been on that island. He was free to do whatever he pleased, and if that meant that he'd be naked in his tent wearing only a pair of latex gloves, then so be it!

He grabbed the fins that he had brought into the tent with him and put them on again, chuckling to himself on how strange the vivid blue latex looked against his normal human skin. Now that he was naked and sprawled out on his sleeping bag he realized how strange he looked with them on. It was like those strange fictions you hear where the person dives into a polluted lake and then comes out and starts turning into some sort of mutant creature. But he knew where his rubber augmentations came from, he thought with a chuckle as he began to enjoy the feel of latex sliding on his skin once again, though as he pawed over his own body his hands and feet seemed to look bigger than usual.

That thought was pushed aside; however, as he once more he felt himself grow erect and this time eagerly grabbed his throbbing member. The feel of the slick material on his sensitive flesh brought him to new heights of pleasure, to the point where he swore it was almost as good as sex as he stretched the webbing against it. He played with himself like that for a few minutes before he blew his load all over the flippers and himself, though he thankfully still had his towel within reach and used it to wipe himself off. That wouldn't be the last time he did, either, as the sun went down he did it again after dinner and once more before he finally went to sleep with his tent smelling of male musk and latex.

The sun hardly appeared over the trees the next morning before Arturo was already up and making his way towards the lake, only this time he was as naked as the day he was born. This time the trepidation that he had felt about being naked in public had evaporated the second that he had woken up. All he needed was the water and his new flippers, the latter he already got and the former he was about to get as soon as he crested the hill. The trip itself was not as fun as he would have liked as the leaves and branches scratched against his skin, but at this point he didn't want to turn back around and he heard the call of the water beckoning to him.

As he climbed up to the edge of the lake one thing that continued to nag at the bag of his mind was that his feet and hands felt like they were almost swollen as he used them to move. They still looked like their normal, rubbery, webbed selves, but compared to the rest of his body they were almost twice as big as his normal hands and feet had been. Still his mind wrote it off as a trick of the rubber or possibly some feature of the equipment that expanded to help him go through the water easier. Still, even as he pushed those thoughts away, he couldn't help but wonder why he felt all the way to the tip of his bigger appendages...

That was quickly forgotten about as soon as he hit the water as he spent the entire day in it, stopping only to eat lunch and have a wank at the spot he found the previous day. Though he continued to speed through the lake at an impressive pace he realized that he wasn't going nearly as fast as he could. In the back of his mind he knew what the problem was, while the latex of his fins greatly increased his speed it was the rest of his body that slowed him down. Even his nearly constantly-erect cock was a problem that he didn't even realize he had before, the appendage no doubt slowing him down. A strange sense of frustration rose up in him as he looked down at his naked human form and the latex that began at his wrists and ankles.

He stayed in the water until the sun had almost completely set and only stopped when the night threatened to make his climb down all the more treacherous. At this point he had gotten so good at walking with his flippers that he didn't trip or stumble at all on the way down. It was like he could feel the trail as though he was walking completely barefoot, something that caused him to miss a lot of potential pitfalls as he settled in for the night. This time when he went into his tent he hardly even stopped to lie down before he began to stroke himself, huffing as he tweaked one of his nipples as best he could with his gloved hands.

As he continued to stroke himself he looked down at his floppy feet flippers and wondered how they would feel on his member. As he tried to bend his legs; however, he couldn't quite get them into position, and after a few minutes of trying he gave up and flopped down on his sleeping bag. Though it would have been just as easy to take the rubber flippers off and use them to stroke himself off it didn't feel right... no, he wanted those feet on his cock, and as he stroked himself to completion in the back of his mind he wondered if something like that would even be possible to obtain.

The next day Arturo got dressed, flippers and gloves still on, and eagerly went back to the lake and found the man sitting there once again, silver case in hand while staring out onto the water. Unlike the last time the man saw him his suit seemed different, more form-fitting and a shiny silver instead of the grey from before. "Well if it isn't my favorite customer," he said with a grin. "I see that you're enjoying the merchandise!"

"Alright, you got me," Arturo said as the salesman grinned at him. "I didn't believe you at first but these things were way more fun than I had originally thought... in the water. You know, swimming and such, and they're so comfortable I feel like I never have to take them off."

"Of course," the man replied. "Now that you've sampled the wares, perhaps you'd like to kick things up another notch?" Arturo couldn't help but look away as he saw the salesman pulled out something big made of red and blue latex. "This is the suit that goes with those fins, this plus the hood is completely form-fitting and designed to make you glide effortlessly through the water."

Immediately Arturo felt a pang of need to have that suit on him, a feeling that radiated from his hands and feet as he could feel them reach out for it before pulling back. "I know there's something not right about all this," he said as he took a step away. "Swimming gloves and flippers aren't supposed to make you feel this good... but even now just seeing that suit makes me... want to..."

"To go straight into the water and never come out again?" The salesman replied with a grin. "Perhaps you should think of this less as making a simple purchase and more of finding yourself. There's a reason why we're both out here, yours seems to be to find yourself and mine is to give you the ability to do so. Why don't you just give the suit a try next and see if it doesn't bring out your true form? After all isn't that worth any price... namely four hundred dollars?"

After Arturo balked at the price tag he found himself signing into PayPal once again and giving the salesperson the money he asked for. As soon as he was done Arturo found himself with the suit, the salesman giving him a wink as he packed up his suitcase to leave. Before it was closed completely he saw those eyes once again... staring at him from the darkness before they fell away completely. Once the suitcase was closed the man stood up once more and told him that he would be back again to check on his satisfaction before he began to walk out into the woods once again.

"Wait!" Arturo said as he stared at the man while continuing to hold the suit in his hands. "Who are you, really?"

"Just a very good salesman," the man replied. "But if you want a name, you can call me Klaine. I look forward to talking with you again."

Arturo hardly waited five minutes after the man left before he stripped out of his clothes. The entire hike and during his conversation with the enigmatic salesman they had itched against his skin, and when he pulled away the last bits he was glad to be rid of them. Once he was completely naked save for the latex fins and gloves, which at this point he just felt were more a part of his body than clothes, he unfurled the suit he had gotten. Like his gloves it was made of shiny latex, blue on the arms and legs that transitioned to a vibrant red on his chest and back. The back and shoulders also had a blue spotted pattern on the red latex as well, giving it a rather exotic experience as he stretched open the suit's entry point at the neck.

At first he thought he would have to take his finned feet off before slipping the latex suit on, but he discovered that the holes on the legs had plenty of stretch that he wouldn't need to do such a thing. The thighs and hips were a bit loose on him as he slid his legs into them, but once he had properly adjusted them the inside of the latex clung to his skin and kept everything in place. Once he had finished with that he continued to tug the strange wetsuit up onto the rest of his body. Unlike his legs the rubber clung tightly to his chest and arms, save for the ends of the sleeves where the rubber overlapped with the similar material of his gloves.

Once his arms were inside the suit the rest of it practically pulled itself up, leaving Arturo in a red and blue latex suit. With the addition of the fins and flippers it made him look like he was a human version of one of those crazy frogs that he saw in a natural documentary once. He quickly put the thought out of his mind and literally jumped into the water, this time gliding through even easier than before. At that point he didn't even stop for lunch, continuing his swimming antics long into the day until finally the sun once more began to set and end his fun. As much as he wanted to keep going he didn't know how safe the lake would be in the dark and begrudgingly went back to his site.

That night when he went to once more jerk himself off he found himself staring down at the bulge of rubber that had encased his groin, frowning slightly. Not only did he not want to take off his new suit just to have a wank, but he also grew concerned that it seemed... smaller than usual. While he wasn't well-hung he wasn't small either, but as he rubbed a hand against it his package definitely felt a bit diminished. The sensitivity hadn't decreased; however, in fact as the latex pressed against his groin it felt even more pleasurable than before. He decided, though, that it wasn't worth it to get himself riled up for a problem he couldn't take care of for the moment as he laid down, shuddering slightly from the sensation of his rubbery body on his sleeping bag as he went to bed.

That night he dreamed... but it was unlike anything else he had ever experienced. He saw himself in his suit, only this time his head was that of a frog as he started to move through the water once again. He moved with grace and fluidity that he could never achieve as a human and for the first time he felt truly happy... like he had finally found his place in the world after so long. Everything about his form appealed to him, which was strange because his body seemed to have thick thighs and rear with a lithe upper body that definitely wasn't him. Just as he thought it couldn't get weirder the latex frog creature went up to his perspective and he could feel something thick and rubbery press into his real mouth...

When Arturo awoke it was in a gasp, his hair matted with sweat as he felt his hands press against his own body. While he wasn't sure what woke him up in the middle of the night, it currently felt like his skin was shifting and he was uncomfortably warm. As he quickly pushed his way out of the tent the moon was high in the air, giving him enough light to see his way to the small river that ran close to his campsite. He nearly stumbled twice as he got there, but this time it wasn't the darkness to blame as he felt extremely awkward moving on land like he was using his legs for the first time.

As soon as he got to the river he splashed into it, feeling an immediate sensation of relief as he sat down on the bank and let the water run over him. When he finally had a chance to calm down he looked down at himself to see what had caused the problem, and when he did so he noticed something strange. At first he thought it was a trick of the water, but when he lifted his leg up and moved his toes around he found he could move it in ways never thought possible before. It was like his legs were made out of pure rubber as he bent his legs to the point where they reached up to his chest, where when he looked down he got his second surprise of the night.

While he never considered himself muscular he had always at least been fit, now when he rubbed his hands against his chest it was lean almost to the point of scrawny. It was impossible, his thicker legs he could attribute to the suit, but how had he actually lost body mass in his chest? Plus, as he continued to try and find differences in his new form it felt like he was shorter than before, gauging roughly he was at least half a foot shorter! When his eyes continued to scale down the lithe form it rested on the bulge that had been his cock, the rubbery appendage now sticking completely out of his suit... sort of. He had to bend his back unnaturally forward to see the diminutive member, which was so small now he couldn't even wrap the latex membrane of his finger webbing around it.

As he pressed his hand against it; however, his entire body jumped so hard it caused the water around him to splash as a jolt of pure pleasure cascaded through his body. He hadn't been ready for it before, but now as he stared at his deformed, latex-covered body he did it again and his eyes nearly rolled back in bliss. Everything was heightened now, he could feel the water cascading over his latex skin as he did what before had been impossible, taking his feet and pressing them against his groin. His cock was so small he had to keep his hands pressed against them just so they'd remain, but when he did his hips began to hump so hard into his fins that he nearly fell over in the water several times.

Arturo wasn't sure how long he had been at it but by the time he had orgasmed the moon had started to disappear behind the treeline once again, leaving the exhausted man falling into darkness as he slowly got up. When he did he felt something bump against his rear, which with the suit had grown from flat to plump as he turned and saw a small nub of a tail cutely adorning it. With his brain still drunk with lust he looked down at his reflection and remarked at how sexy his latex body looked... although as his eyes got to his still-human head he frowned. With his new body it looked downright ugly on him, the blue and red latex ending right where the out-of-place flesh of his neck began. It wasn't right... not anymore... and he knew where he had to go in order to fix that.

Arturo spent most of the rest of his vacation either swimming or waiting for the salesman to come around again, and on the last day his hands stroked his tiny cock as he sat on the shore waited for any sign of movement to denote his presence within the trees. When the sun grew high in the sky he wondered if Klaine was coming at all, and with this being the last day of his trip his permit to be up in these hills would soon be illegal and he would have to try to explain to the ranger why he needed more time or go back home... even though that wasn't his home anymore, not if he could help it. But it all came down to the salesman, the one that he knew had his final, missing piece in that briefcase. As the sun made its sweep through the sky and began to set on the other side, Arturo's hope began to fall as he contemplated heading back to his campsite to pack up.

Suddenly there was a rustle in the bushes and this time the man that came out hardly looked like a man anymore, his face was saurian in nature as well as his hands and feet, the latter of which had three toes that ended in thick talons. His body looked like it was made entirely out of silver and unlike the nice suit he wore before, his body was covered in straps and other gear that made him look like he had just come out of a bondage display case. None of that really mattered to him, though, all his eyes were fixated on was the silver briefcase that he held in his hands. "I do hope I didn't keep you waiting too long," the rubber creature said with a grin.

"No, it's fine, whatever," Arturo said as his latex body was almost shaking with need at this point. "I know you have it, I'll play whatever you want, just give me my head."

"Are you sure?" the other male said with a teasing grin on his face. "I haven't told you anything about it yet or the features it has... or the price."

"I told you I'll pay whatever you want!" Arturo nearly shouted. "Please just give me the head, it's so close now."

"Well, the customer is always right," Klaine replied as he took out his phone, the app already loaded and advanced to the signature screen. There was no mention of price or goods or anything that resembled a guarantee ,but at this point the partially-transformed human no longer cared. The second that his hastily made signature was on there the salesman opened the briefcase and pulled out the latex frog hood. He hardly had time to present it before Arturo grabbed it and pulled it onto his head, pressing his tongue into the appendage in the hood while adjusting the eye holes so he could see.

As soon as the flap of the latex hood touched the suit it melted together, forming one seamless piece just like the rest of his body. At first Arturo was staring out the blue-tinted lenses of the hood's eyes, but as he continued to blink suddenly his vision cleared as he felt the rubber merge with his face. The feeling of his humanity being warped by the hood of the suit was so wonderful he grew aroused once more, but this time not only was the feeling centered on his groin but his muzzle as well. His tongue merged with what he thought was a similar appendage in the hood itself, but as it began to slip past his latex lips he realized what he was looking down at was no longer a traditional, or even a frog, tongue.

It was a very large rubber cock, one that was shaped like a horse's, complete with a rubber medial ring in the middle of the shaft. As he began to stroke his new cocktongue he suddenly realized he wasn't alone and his oval pupils looked down at the rubber raptor who just grinned at him. "Go ahead and try it out," Klaine said. "I've got nowhere else to be and we can discuss payment details when you come back from your fun."

Arturo nodded and with a single flex of his thick legs he bounced into the water, splashing down through the surface before beginning to swim. His entire body cut through the liquid like a hot knife through butter, his latex form twisting and swimming through the hidden currents of the lake. It took him mere minutes to reach the other side of the lake where he swam upwards with so much speed he went airborne and landed on the rocks that he had claimed as his own a few feet away. The latex frog creature's entire body vibrated with excitement as he took his webbed fingers and played with himself until the rubber tonguecock stiffened and poked its way out of his latex muzzle once again.

Such a thick member deserves big paws to stroke it, Arturo thought to himself as he bent his flexible body up until he was nearly bent completely in half. Once his legs were in position he wrapped around them with his arms and continued to play with his tiny, overly-sensitive nub of a dick and his taint while his webbed feet wrapped around the fully-erect cock coming out of his maw. The sensation of latex rubbing against sensitive latex in two areas now threatened to overload the former human's mind, feeling a sack of rubber that had previously gone unnoticed until now fill out slightly. One of his fins slid over to stroke that as well while the other wrapped dexterously around his new cock, the rubber frog's entire body writhing from his self-pleasure.

All that could escape from the enraptured male's maw were grunts and groans of pure pleasure as he continued to grind his hands against his groin, his latex flipper feet to curled even tighter around his cock tongue. He felt his entire body begin to tense in orgasm, which felt very strange as the largest sensation was in his lower jaw sack and tongue as his eyes squeezed shut. Finally he couldn't hold it back anymore and let out a loud croak as he came, jizz flying out of his horsecock as he felt the latex sack underneath it inflate. When he finished he laid back on those rocks as the moon began to shine down on him, his rubbery body glowing as the rubber frog's tongue retracted into his mouth and he slipped underneath the water once more...