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A week had passed and Shawn couldn't imagine his life being any better than it was at that moment. With his identity out at work and his new position within the company he had gotten to the point where he definitely wore his suit more often than he did not. With the ambience of his new den bedroom it felt strange to be there while outside of his suit, like he was a stranger trespassing in someone else's bedroom. With the suit on; however, he felt right at home, and so did his friends as they had more than one sleepover to try out its new features. There was nothing quite like having five rubber-suited dragon men all sleeping together on the same bed, though none of them seemed to complain about it.

At work he continued to hold to his promotion, still fixing computers and other equipment for half the day while servicing Elijah the other half. At this point his coworkers were so used to seeing him in his dragon suit that it felt like he had been going into work like that all his life. Elijah also hung out with him a bit at the club, though the slightly older dragon seemed more content to have him right where he wanted him under his desk with his cock filling his muzzle. While he didn't have another all-nighter like the first time he had accepted his position Elijah sometimes worked long hours into the night, which gave Shawn the chance for some overtime to keep the boss dragon company.

Of course that wasn't going to happen this day, Shawn thought with a grin as he expertly slid the component cables through the guide holes of the new computer. It was Friday and he was going to get off a little early to meet his friends at the club to discuss what to do for the weekend. With his house being their unofficial den they were thinking about having an entire weekend of chilling in their dragon suits at his place while spending their nights at the club. It was going to be a full rubber-dragon experience, and with both Mitch and Conrad taking half-days themselves, they were going to be there super early to see if anything big was going on with any of the other members.

When the time finally came for his work day to end Shawn nearly knocked over the desktop tower he was working on and practically ran towards the door. He breezed his way through the security checkpoint now that they knew who he was, especially since earlier in the week they gave him a pass that had his dragon face on it as well as his human one. While he wasn't sure why they did it he was grateful that he didn't have to occasionally pull his hood off or something of that nature to prove his identity. Once he was out he went home and dropped off his work stuff and washed up, then immediately made his way to the club.

By the time he got downtown the sun had just started to set over the horizon and people were more going home than coming out. Still, the streets were busy with people and he had to keep his excitement down to a walk to make sure that he didn't barrel anyone over as he got there. Once he got to Dragon Heaven he pushed the button in the booth and a few seconds later the pearlescent dragon poked his head through the door, saw it was him, and then closed the door once again before he was allowed entry. At this point only a few of the regulars and those that help the club during regular hours were there before it actually opened as a nightclub due to city statutes. Most of them waved to him as he passed by, Shawn waving back as he looked around for his friends.

Eventually Shawn did an entire loop of the place and frowned when his friends were nowhere to be found. He wondered if they got caught up with something and decided to give them a call while he sat down in one of the booths. After a few tries, though, both of their phones went straight to voicemail, which was unusual in itself as he sat there with his drink. He decided to continue to wait there for a bit to see if maybe they didn't get caught in traffic, and after about half an hour he finally did see some familiar faces enter the club that he waved over.

"Well good evening there, Shawn," Pyre said with a smile as he slid into the booth on the opposite side of him, Tundra following close behind. "You're here quite early, I imagined with your new accommodations that you'd spend your time there before the club opened. Perhaps you missed our company?"

"No... well, yes, but that's not why I'm here," Shawn replied. "I was actually supposed to meet Mitch and Conrad here, but they must be late or something because no one has seen them. I don't suppose they reached out to you at all and told you if they were going somewhere?"

"Indeed they did," Pyre replied as his grin widened. "And they did happen to go somewhere, to my den to be more specific."

"They're at your place?" Shawn asked. "Why? And why didn't they say something to me about it?"

Pyre chuckled and put his hand on Shawn's. "Well I suppose they did get a little excited over what we had proposed to them," he explained. "I'd tell you now, but I think it's better if we go back to my place and show you what your friends got themselves into. Not only that, but then you can talk to them yourself and see what was going on."

Shawn nodded and finished his drink before the three dragon-suited males got up and left the club to get into Pyre's car. As they passed by the ever-growing crowds that had filled the streets Shawn couldn't help but think back to the time when he wanted to change back just to take a short walk and how silly that was. He wondered how anyone could hide being such a beautiful thing, something that caused many people to look on in either admiration or envy as they walked down to the parking lot. Once they were in Pyre's car they drove down to his house, leaving the club behind for now and heading out of the downtown area.

With the traffic being a little heavier it took them longer to get to Pyre's house, the three of them piling out and heading inside the rubberized living room of the draconic male. At first glance Shawn didn't see any sign of his friends there, either, though as they passed through to head towards another section of the house he did see their bags on the couch. That plus Mitch's car on the street meant that they were definitely there, but as they made their way into another section of the house that led to the basement Shawn couldn't hear them at all. As they got down to the bottom of the stairs he saw why as Pyre flicked on the lights which came in the form of electronic torches.

There he saw two dragon-suited males in iron cages, both of them with gas masks on complete with hoses that attached to machines on the outside. One of them had two small holes cut out for a set of purple rubber whiskers to hang out as they stood there bound in black rubber chains and nearly mummified head to toe with black rubber straps. When the three walked in and got close to them they didn't make a sound or move to acknowledge their presence, though if they did it was hard to tell with the gas masks on their faces. The only thing that seemed to indicate they weren't asleep was the occasional twitch of their bodies or the throb of their members that had clear plastic tubes attached to them. Shawn called out his friend's names but they didn't seem to respond, just continued remain suspended there in their bound states.

"Well I certainly didn't expect this," Shawn admitted as he took a step back, his eyes glancing over to where a third cage stood set up. "When they said they wanted a total dragon weekend I thought they meant the club and my place, not bound up in their suits like this. Were you the ones that suggested this?"

"Not directly," Pyre said as he went over and rubbed a hand down the Eastern dragon's chest, which caused a shudder of pleasure from the other male. "We were at the club when they came in today and we got to talking about how we were such wonderful handlers for you and that they wished they had someone as hands-on as us for their doms. Since they weren't currently claimed by anyone we asked if they'd like to fall under our wings and then suggested a little quality time in our care. A few drinks later we were back here and they were locked away in my cages... which makes us pretty good doms, I guess."

"I can attest to that as well," Shawn said as he watched the two males continue to squirm slightly. "I'm just surprised as all. I mean up until this point we fooled around a bit but they never really showed such an interest, they still didn't want to wear their suits to work."

"I think you'll find that opinion has changed," Pyre replied. "Why don't you give your friends a closer look and you can see why."

Shawn looked over at both Pyre and Tundra in question but they just nodded over towards where his friends had been caged. When he looked around them he didn't see anything different and both of his handlers told him to look closer, feel free to touch and move things around if he had to. It took a few minutes, of which Conrad grunted and wiggled from the stimulation, but when he finally saw it he gasped and took a step back. "There's... no seams..." he said in surprise.

"Correct," Pyre said. "They made the decision to be completely sealed inside their suits, complete and total immersion into their draconic being. It not only gives you better range of motion and more immersive draconic experience, but we also told them that it would make them feel more draconic, just like I'm sure you've been experiencing with your new rubber den. Of course it didn't take terribly long to get them here, though to be honest we can't take the credit for convincing them of such... in fact, the thanks really all goes to you."

"Me?" Shawn asked in surprise. "Why?"

"They were inspired by your progress into your new form," Pyre said as he clasped his hands around Shawn's shoulders. "You've taken such great strides while they've been in Dragon Heaven for years and haven't made much progress after they bought their suits. This was their opportunity to catch up with you so that you could all make the journey together... and as you can see, there is still one cage left open if you wish to join them. Of course something tells me your decision to do so is going to be much easier than theirs."

It didn't take much for Shawn to know exactly what Pyre was talking about. At this point he had all but thrown himself into his draconic lifestyle and had already broken through the barrier of going out in public. He had only been taking off his suit once in a while, anyway, and that was just because he thought he had to, but the possibility of being able to be completely sealed away and not have to worry about it made his rubber-covered cock throb in his slit. After a few more questions it was clear what Shawn wanted to do and asked to join his friends in the cage to be completely sealed.

His two handlers gave an enthusiastic cheer and escorted him over to a slab of stone that sat in one corner of the modified basement instead of the cage. They explained to him that before he went into it that they had to get him sealed first, a process that involved Shawn laying down on the stone while Tundra held up a big container of black liquid. Before Shawn could even ask what that was it was suddenly dumped on him, the thick ooze being spread over his entire body as Pyre merely instructed him to stay still and relax To Shawn it felt like he was being covered in thick molasses as Pyre rubbed his fingers over his body while Tundra continued to coat him from head to toe.

Though Shawn couldn't look down to see what the two were doing he realized that there was a mirror overhead that allowed him to see exactly what they were doing to him. The first thing that Pyre worked on was the main seam that connected the hood of his head with his body, the main link he had to being able to return to humanity. He watched as the deft fingers of the other rubber dragon smoothly ran against it, the ooze that had been poured over his body bubbling slightly as it got squished out of the seam before the line disappeared completely. When Pyre was done a few minutes later it was like it never existed at all on his rubber scales. There were several more smaller seams that were mostly in the crevices of the suit, but Pyre left nothing untouched as he completely erased any signs of such.

Once they were done with that Shawn thought that the first part was finished, but when he tried to get up a hand pressed against his red-scaled chest and pushed him back down onto the slab. "Where do you think you're going?" Tundra said with a toothy grin as Pyre moved down to his feet. "We've only just begun... you didn't think that we used all that primer to soften up your suit just so that we could get rid of a few seams, did you?"

Shawn swallowed hard and shook his head, laying back down at the two continued to go to work. He saw Pyre work on his toes, which up until that point you could still see the curve of his human digits pressed against the rubber of his draconic feet. His eyes widened when Pyre pushed his fingers against them and they disappeared into the rubber like they had never been there. While he could only feel a slight adjustment in his suit when his handler was done, his feet looked better than ever. A similar sensation happening in his hands brought his gaze to see Tundra doing the same to his webbed fingers, the rubber tightening around them and removing the revealing human bulges underneath.

Once they were done with that they sensually slid their hands up his arms and legs several times, and each time they did the rubber felt tighter against his body than ever before. It was like they were pushing any air out of it in order to get the tightest fit possible. When they were done it felt like it would take an hour to peel of it now, and it also showed on his body as his muscles in his arms and legs twitched. The rubber had always moved fluidly with his body movements but now it felt more like the rubber was his skin, no longer shifting against his human form but moving as though it had replaced it. The sensation was not lost on Shawn as he felt his cock begin to push out from his slit, something that Pyre took advantage of as his goo-covered fingers began to work on the rising spire.

Just as he was about to shudder in pleasure Tundra's hands once more fell upon his chest, but this time it was not only to keep him down, but also to work the rubber there as well. The two dragons continued to work on the third extensively and with each passing second they erased a little more of the humanity showing in the rubber suit. Eventually they both got to his face and Shawn could taste the strange liquid on their fingers as they sealed the lips of the suit to his own and smoothed over the human bulges of his face. When they were done the two pulled away and Shawn looked up to see a red and dark blue rubber dragon staring back at him in awe, the lenses in his eyes the only giveaway it was a suit before they popped those out, too, with surprising ease.

"Won't need lenses anymore," Pyre said with a grin as he held something up on his finger. "Now you're going to want to hold still for this one, Tundra will help keep you steady, but I'd hate to have to poke out your eyes any more than I have to."

Despite having a clawed rubber finger right up to his eyeballs Shawn managed to stay still long enough for the other dragon to put something into each of his eyes. When he was done Tundra lifted his hands off of his head and Shawn had to blink a few times before his vision cleared. What he saw caused him to gasp, instead of his normal human eyes Pyre had put in some sort of contact that gave him a slit, reptilian pupil and bright red sclera. It was a similar design to their own eyes, and when he blinked one of them he saw that his eyelids were covered in rubber scales, as well.

"And thus from the crucible a new dragon is born," Pyre said poetically as he and Tundra took a towel and wiped him down. "Now for the fun part, your newly-upgraded suit is going to take some time to cure, which is why we're going to get you set up in one of these cages so you don't accidently botch all the work we just did. By the time we let you out you'll be good to go."

Once Pyre and Tundra escorted Shawn to the cage they pulled out a series of rubber wrappings that were similar to the ones that were around his two friends. They tightly wound them around his wrists, forearms, ankles, shins, the base of his tail, his chest, and his neck in very specific areas, not quite covering his whole body as Shawn watched them wrap up his body parts with care and attention. Once they were sure they had covered the parts they needed, they moved onto the real gear.

Shawn had his legs spread as they put a pair of greaves on his legs, each of them with a steel loop that they ran a chain through before securing it to the other side. On his ankles came a pair of manacles that shackled his legs in place to the sides of the cage. When the two were done with him he was unable to move his legs at all except for a slight wiggle of his hips, which they quickly stopped with a rubber belt and harness that had several chains connected to the edges of the cage. There was very little give to them as Pyre and Tundra dressed up his arms in a similar fashion and had them spread out with his gloved fingertips pointing to each side.

Pyre's next addition to his ensemble was a very thick latex collar with a number of D-rings in it, Shawn lifting his head up while they secured it to his neck. With almost his entire body already completely bound and restrained all he could move was his head and neck until the two rubber dragon men took that away from him, as well, by hanging the chains on the upper part of the cage to the point that was immobile, too. "How are we feeling, Shawn?" Pyre asked once they had put the last lock in place. "Still feeling good?"

"I'd say he is," Tundra replied with a sneer as he reached down and stroked Shawn's cock, which caused his entire body to shake against the chains that hung him there. It was the first time he realized just how secured they had made his body, which was unable to move more than half an inch as the rubber chains rattle around him. "I think it's time for the final piece."

"I think you're right," Pyre said as he grabbed a thick rubber hood which, like the ones on his friends, had a pair of thick hoses attached to it and black lenses. "Now this is going to help you relax and get more attuned to your new draconic state. I know that you're already pretty good at this sort of thing, but just as a reminder, whatever you hear or see is supposed to happen, and if something goes wrong we're right here to help you out."

Shawn nodded as best he could and closed his eyes as the hood was slipped over his head. The feel of rubber against rubber on his entire body was amplified from the feel of it on his face and head as he was plunged into total darkness. He felt it get tucked and sealed under the collar before the hands that had been guiding it this entire time left him, which for the first time made the only tactile sensations he had being the rubber gear on his body. As he hung there he suddenly started to hear a noise, something that was just above the ability for him to hear as the hoses that were positioned where his muzzle would be began to pipe something into his nostrils. At first he thought it was just oxygen, but as he continued to breathe it in his entire body began to buzz and felt himself grow far more relaxed than he thought he could.

Just as the drugs being pumped into his body began to take effect the mini LED screens that were in front of his eyes lit up, which at first were just colors before something began to appear in the background. When the image became clear it was more like a VR experience where he was on top of a mountain cliff looking down into a sea of clouds. The sound of wind howled in his ears as he stood there, which in the dimming part of Shawn's rational mind he realized was likely the reason why his friends couldn't hear him. He wasn't sure what he was being shown or what the purpose of it was until the image suddenly ran forward and jumped. Shawn sucked in a lungful of the gas in surprise as he began to fall to the ground, only to have his entire body shake when something stopped him from doing so.

Even though his head was completely restrained Shawn got the sensation he was moving it as his gaze looked up to see the pair of wings he had were flapping, keeping him aloft. In his increasingly drugged state he realized that he was flying, soaring through the air like a dragon would as he flew above the clouds. Even though he didn't have any real direction on where he was going he felt like he was the one flying around while the clouds swirled beneath him. This continued on for a few minutes before he saw something come out of the clouds beneath him, a pang of fear resonating through him until he saw that it was another rubber dragon man that came up and flew beside him.

"Fancy seeing another dragon up here!" the other creature said with a grin. "I thought I would have the skies to myself, but since you're here perhaps you'd want to accompany me, perhaps do a little aerial mounting?"

It was at this point Shawn's head turned to see the thick rubber maleness on the creature's groin, already fully erect as the dragon man drifted closer. "I can see that you want it," the other male said as he reached down, Shawn moaning into his hood as he could actually feel the rubbery pressure against his hand. "Now be a good dragon and do everything I say and this will be an experience I promise you won't forget."

A good dragon... that's all Shawn wanted to be as the other male disappeared from view, only to feel something wrap around his waist. At first he started to spin out of control but the powerful wings of the bigger male helped right him as he began to feel something slide into his rear. He couldn't believe he was about to have sex so far up in the air, but just as the thought popped into his mind, the dragon whispered to him it's what creatures like them do. With them being in the middle of the air there was nothing for Shawn to cling onto as he was pushed into from behind, that one hand still stroking his own cock as they began to dive down into the clouds.

The rush was so exhilarating that Shawn found himself breathing faster and harder, which helped circulate the drugs into his system even more as the subliminal noise behind the sound of the wind and grunting laid the framework in his mind. The dragon sex, the flying, everything was a means for Shawn to get used to his new self. His humanity was pushed aside and forgotten thanks to the virtual world he had been plunged into while instructions and training were being given by both the dragon that had begun to thrust into Shawn's backside as well as the subliminals behind it. Even the clouds below him played a part in his transition as they swirled and glowed hypnotically beneath him.

"You are such a good rubber dragon," the male behind Shawn purred as that thick, ridged length continued to slide deeper into his tailhole. "This weekend I'm going to tell you everything, show you everything... you will make us proud. I will be your teacher, your guide, and for this short time together I will be your everything..."

All Shawn could do was groan as the dragon behind him seemed to slide in extra deep on that note, which caused him to let out a muffled cry. At this point the drugged male wasn't sure what was real anymore, all his brain could comprehend was that he was having sex in the clouds with a rubber dragon like him and that he was his for the next few days. Not surprisingly it was something he was fine with as the mental image of him strung up in a cage became a backnote as he found himself wrapping his tail around the male above him...

Meanwhile Pyre finished the last touches of securing the vibrating dragon dildo inside Shawn's tailhole, strapping it into the belt and around his groin to make sure it would remain in place. Already he could see the restrained male clenching against it, which only caused Pyre's smile to grow as he gave the other dragon a pat on the butt. When he maneuvered back around he checked on the air filtration system while Tundra continued to place the milking device onto Shawn's throbbing cock. All the indicators were green, not only was their new pet getting the drug to help send him deeper into a state of deep hypnosis, but also a secondary vapor that was specially concocted to help him and his friends on their rubber dragon journey.

"I'm all set up here," Tundra said as he backed away. "You?"

"Mixture is at optimal proportions," Pyre reported as well. "Time to let these guys simmer for the weekend. I sort of envy them in a way, we'll never get the true experience of our first time like they're getting right now."

"That is true," Tundra replied as they began to walk out of the basement. "All things considered I'm glad we are where we are so we can lead them down the same path now." As they reached the stairs they both looked back at the three restrained males, the chained up bodies twitching and jerking. "Do you think they have any idea what's happening to them right now?"

"Their dragons do," Pyre replied. "As for everything else... humans are generally slow on the uptake and generally irrational, though I'm sure if they had a problem by now they would have hit the brakes before they reach this point. Ah well... not like it matters anymore, at this point even if they realized it they're too far gone for it to make a difference and they'd just be struggling."

"Then it's a good thing they have such great handlers," Tundra said with a grin and a wink. "Let's hit the club, we got some new dragons to break about."

"That we do, Tundra," Pyre said as he turned off the lights. "That we do..."