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When Shawn and the others were finally released from their vac-pods they found that most of the night had passed, which made sense given how many times they were made to orgasm under the ministrations of their rubbery prisons. At least that's what they thought until they saw the bottle of alcohol perched on the stairs along with the two vibrating wands that their handlers had used to torture them with pleasure for the entire night. They thought about cracking it open and celebrating some more, but decided since they had one more night that they could party that the three would head to bed. Shawn was quick to offer that they stay in his room for the night, an offer that the other two were quick to accept as they made their way up the stairs to the bedroom. With their latest romp in bondage finished none of them were up for much other than a few nuzzles before the three dragons cuddled up against one another.

They slept that way for the night and through most of the morning, waking up when it was well after noon. Mitch and Conrad left soon after in order to give some Shawn some private time and to get themselves ready for the night on the town they had planned to celebrate. Once they left and Shawn was by himself he felt it strange to be home alone in his new rubber den, almost like he wished that there were other dragons hanging out all the time. Still, it gave him a chance to explore more on the utility side of things, seeing how everything worked now that it had a new aesthetic to it.

As he figured out how to work his new oven he suddenly heard the doorbell ring, something that he had certainly not expected as he poked his head out from the counter. He wondered if one of his friends had forgotten something and padded over to the door, moving naturally through his new surroundings as though he had them for years before he unlocked and opened it. When he did he was greeted with the harsh light of day that caused him to hiss before he quickly remembered that it might not be his friends there and regained his composure. When he saw no one there; however, he blinked and looked around, poking his head out of the door and looking from side to side before he finally turned his glance downward. His head tilted in curiosity as he found a basket covered in white linen that he picked up and brought inside when it was clear no one else was there.

"What do we have here..." Shawn said as he undid the cloth on top, pausing when he realized that the basket was filled with egg shaped cookies as well as a card that he took out and read it. "A small welcome for the new dragons in the neighborhood." He bit into one of the cookies as he continued to look down at the card. "New dragon... I've lived here for years..."

It dawned on Shawn midway through the second cookie that with what had no doubt been a substantial renovation crew and a lot of furniture that they likely moved into his house. Then when they saw three dragons that they probably never saw before, even though Shawn never really saw his neighbors when he went out and came back in from work, walk into it they assumed they were the new owners. As he read over the note again it caused a grin to form on his muzzle as he finished the last of his cookie. New dragons... he liked the sound of that...

A few hours later Shawn was walking down the sidewalk with his two friends, both of them eating the cookies he had brought while they finished hearing his story. "So your neighbors think that we're all new people that moved into your house?" Conrad asked, Shawn chuckling as he nodded. "That is freaking hilarious man. At least now when we come into your house it won't look so weird now that they think we all own the place."

"I'm all for that," Conrad replied with a wink. "Now can we please get some food? I want to get something in me before we get to Dragon Heaven so that we're not eating at the bar while the club is getting set up."

The other two nodded and made their way down the sidewalk and Shawn was amazed at how natural it was for the three of them. They walked down the street just like before, but now they were head to toe in rubber with wings and tails that swished behind them while they walked. It was like nothing ever happened to them aside from the stares they got from those that they passed by while they walked. The same thing happened when they finally stopped at a restaurant they could all agree on and were seated at a booth, occasionally getting glances from others as the three rubber dragons looked at their menus.

"So how is everyone feeling?" Mitch asked, the other two looking at him in question. "C'mon, you know as well as I do that this is like our first time out in actual public with our suits on. I mean Shawn went to work with it, but this is the first time that we've been out and about that wasn't on the way to or from the club, and you can't say that you don't feel the least bit strange about it."

Shawn just sipped his water as he looked over at Conrad. "Well I have to say the fact that I can't take it off anymore definitely helps with the anxiety a bit," he said with a laugh. "But yeah... I mean it almost feels like we aren't human anymore, like we're just aliens that came down to pop in for a visit. Plus I thought that the disgusted looks would put me off, but I have to say it's the ones that give the bedroom eyes that put me the most off guard."

"Well we are three sexy dragon studs about town," Mitch replied with a grin before he turned to Shawn. "What about you? I know you've been in the public eye longer than us, but do you feel any different now that you know there's no escape?"

"I mean..." Shawn said before he looked around and leaned in, the other two doing the same. "Well, I'm starting to feel like I can move the tail and wings of this suit more than before. Like, nothing major, but it feels like it's twitching sometimes and I swore when I turned to let that old lady pass by us my tail actually arched up to avoid hitting her. I don't know, maybe it's just me..."

The other two rubber dragons looked at each other, then back at Shawn. "I feel it sometimes, too, actually," Conrad confessed, the eastern dragon twirling a clawed finger around his rubber whisker. "I think it's just part of the process, like it fits so snug now that we're pulling on the tail and wings like we would if it was real muscle and such. At least I think I remember someone in the club saying that, it was a while ago."

"Well you know what I think," Mitch chimed in, sitting back and letting his bronze scales glint in the light as he grinned. "I think this is our last night of freedom before we have to go back to work tomorrow, so I want us to enjoy it. Here's to three new dragons out on the prowl!"

The others let out a small cheer and clinked their glasses together, which would be the start of a very long and boisterous night for them...

The next morning when Shawn woke up he found himself so entangled in his latex sheets he thought he was still in a vac-rack, nearly falling off his bed as he managed to free himself in order to get up. He turned off the source of his awakening, which was his new alarm, and then quickly used his new shower. It was still strange feeling the cascade of water on his body rather than his usual shower head, but the more he used it the better he liked it as he sloshed off his suit. As he rubbed the special powder that Pyre had given him to keep his rubber scales glossy and lustrous he realized that this would be his routine now, never again having to pull it off to wash the real skin underneath. Part of him still wondered how that was possible, but as he rinsed himself off and began to dry he heard his doorbell ring.

"Wonder if it's more cookies," he thought to himself with a chuckle as he padded his way down the stairs towards the door. Just as he was about to open it he heard a loud snore and turned his head to look into his living room, seeing Mitch upside down on his couch asleep while Conrad was laid out on his rubber padded floor like a synthetic, furry purple rug. He rolled his eyes and went back to the door, opening it to reveal the red-and-silver-scaled rubber dragon on the other side of it. "Elijah!" he said in surprise.

"Good morning Shawn," Elijah said with a small smile and nod. "I thought that since today would be your first day on the job after your conversion I'd treat you with a little reward." Shawn grinned nervously and nodded, only to have another particularly loud snore cause them both to turn their head towards the source. "I see that you've already got your friends here, I'd daresay that at this rate you're going to have a full dragon's den on your hand."

"Yeah..." Shawn replied sheepishly. "I'll just wake them up and send them on their way and then we can go and do whatever it is that you wanted before work."

The red-scaled dragon chuckled and shook his head at that. "I actually was planning on swinging by and grabbing them as well," he said as he looked at the two passed out males. "This actually saves me a trip. Now come on, kick your friends awake and let's get in my car. We have to get you your gift for a full transition into full dragonhood, and I have an offer for your friends as well... after we stop to pour some coffee down their throats."

About an hour later the four dragons rode in Elijah's car into the downtown area, wind blowing against their latex-scaled skin until they pulled into a familiar parking lot. "We're going to Dragon Heaven?" Conrad asked as he downed the last of his large coffee while looking up at the building. "Had I known we were going to do that I would have just passed out at the club instead of at Shawn's house."

"Well we're here for a special reason," Elijah said as he and the other three got out of his car. "I hear that when a young rubber dragon such as our friend Shawn here fully embraces his dragon self, he gets a boost in his desires. Since he took my special desk so well I figured that I'd get him a little upgrade so that he could better perform his duties. Then while he's trying out the merchandise, the three of us can have a little discussion about the future you have at the company."

The other two looked at each other nervously as they walked inside and got themselves checked in, heading through the club and down the stairs into the habitable section of the club. Once they were there they went inside the area where they rented and sold various rubber gear and Elijah told them to wait a second before he went up and talked to the dragon behind the desk. After about a minute or so the other dragon nodded and Elijah motioned for them to follow as they walked up to one of the doors that Shawn had assumed were for employees only. They all heard a buzz and the four walked inside, Elijah leading the way as the lights in the room automatically turned on.

"Huh, I didn't know they had a secret room here," Conrad commented before the lights fully came to life and caused all three's eyes to widen. "Whoa..."

"This happens to be an area where such dragons as Shawn and I can get better equipment to further shape our desires," Elijah said with a grin as he looked at the racks of heavy bondage gear that were hung up. "With my dragon toy progressing so quickly I fear he's outgrown my current set-up, which means he needs an upgrade. Instead of bringing everything to the office for him to try piecemeal I thought I would bring him here, far more efficient."

"Makes sense," Mitch said. "Where do we play into this?"

"Patience," Elijah replied before turning to Mitch. "Come toy, let's find you something a little more suited to your tastes."

The black-scaled rubber dragon that had been manning the counter was now with them to show them all the new items that they had gotten in stock to try out. The first thing that Elijah seemed to want was a thicker vac-bag, one that would help keep Shawn even more immobilized than before. The shopkeeper pointed them in the direction of some vac-cube implements but the boss dragon quickly waved them off. He said he needed something that could attach on a track so he could turn Shawn around and use both his mouth and his tailhole, a detail that caused the red and blue latex dragon to blush slightly.

"I think I actually have just the thing you might be looking for," the shop dragon said as he moved them over to an area with bags that looked similar to the one he had been in before. "This one is made from the latest in nano-filament technology and can only be used with sealed rubber dragons. The heavy rubber is so soft and stretchy that it will completely encase your toy, and then the pressures causes the material to harden so that it's like they're trying to move through cement. Now for this you don't even need a track, either, because from the outside the subject is still completely poseable, but even while you're manipulating his body from the outside it's still going to feel like he's encased in lead on the inside."

"Now that I can get behind," Elijah said with a grin. "I think we'll have to give that a try. Now I notice that there is a metal ring right there, is that for the head?"

"That is where the head comes out, yes," the shopkeeper replied. "We also have an additional attachment for the tail if you want to keep that out and loose. Now what's also revolutionary about this design is that metal collar is pressure sensitive, so it'll keep the optimal tightness around your toy while never becoming uncomfortable around him. It also comes with a hood attachment so you can achieve complete immobilization of the head, too."

While the two continued to talk about the features of the vac-sack Shawn just stood there. It was strange being talked about like he wasn't there, and stranger still of being called a toy. He knew that was what he signed up for and a growing part of him was very interested in trying out that new device that his boss was thinking of getting. As he turned around to look at his friends he found they had already wandered off into different directions, looking at the various items on the wall and essentially leaving him alone with his boss. When he turned back he saw that they had started to move on as well, Elijah motioning him to follow which he promptly did so.

"Now you said that this would all be for the workplace," the shopkeeper said as they moved over to another set of items. "You also wanted something that could be quickly put on and off, provide full coverage for the heavy bondage enthusiast, and be adjustable and lockable. Luckily you also said that money is no object, so we have something here that fits all of those criteria."

Shawn looked down as the shopkeeper opened the box and when he looked inside he was confused with what he saw. It was just a silver metal collar, wrists and ankle cuffs, and a belt. When Shawn asked where the rest of it was the shopkeeper just laughed and told him to wait and see. With a little help they got the cuffs and collar on Shawn along with the belt around his waist. When they took everything else he found that there were two more metal rings underneath everything; one that they put on the end of his tail, while the other they put over his cock after a bit of stimulation from Elijah's hand.

"So as you can see while they do have a bit of the fetish aspect to them, everything looks more like an accessory than hardcore bondage, right?" the shopkeeper dragon asked, the other two nodding their heads while he pulled out a black rubber disk. "Here is the real final piece to this puzzle, an automated strap delivery system. It safely adheres to your scales and can connect via Bluetooth or Wireless to an app on your owner's phone. From there he can set how much coverage you can have, how restrained you are, even can stimulate certain areas of the body. But enough of my talking, why don't we take everything and give it a test drive?"

Elijah grinned and nodded, escorting Shawn over to the area where the vac-sack had been set up. "Excited, toy?" the dragon male nearly growled as he began to stroke his chest. "I know I am. Been meaning to upgrade my gear for ages and now I finally have a reason to."

"I'm flattered you think of me so highly," Shawn said.

"It's well earned," Elijah replied while they watched the shopkeeper take off the collar of the head piece and leave the metal plate that would attach to the one that Shawn wore. "It's not very often that I come across someone who shares such a passion for similar interests. I knew from the second I came in that first morning and found you still willing to suck me off that we were going to be a good fit together."

Shawn felt himself blush at the dragon's praise and straight-forwardness, though he didn't have too long to think about it as he was told to come to the center of the bag that had been set up. Once he was there the shop keeper dragon placed the rubber disk against his chest and then pressed down for a few seconds. When he pulled his hands away again Shawn was surprised to see that the device stayed perfectly on his scales as the black-scaled dragon told Elijah to pull out of his phone and pair up with it. Once they got everything squared away their guide backed away and told both of them to have fun.

For a few moments nothing seemed to happen as Shawn continued to look down and poke at the rubber disk, though he could see out of the corner of his eye that his owner had continued to touch and swipe on his screen. Then suddenly after one jab with his finger he found that the black rubber had stuck to it, oozing over the tip before it began to tendril out and spread over his webbing. As it engulfed his hand he found his fingers sticking together, the rubber covering over them and thickening until it formed into a mitt. It was next to impossible to bend his fingers, and when he reached over with his other hand to try and pry them apart he realized his mistake too late and watched as the shiny substance began to engulf the other hand.

At the same time straps of black rubber began to snake their way out of the device in the middle and wrap around his body, Shawn panting from the feel of latex rubbing on latex as they formed into a complex harness that wrapped around his chest. While he had the feeling that he could literally be mummified, it appeared Elijah was showing some restraint as the black latex formed into bands around his biceps and stretched into places across his shoulder before connecting to the collar wrapped around his neck. Though it took some fumbling around he saw that the straps had quite a bit of stretch to them, allowing freedom of movement even with the interlocking straps between his arms and chest.

After his chest had been completely bound up in rubber he felt the substance move past the collar and belt to work on his head and legs. He shuddered in pleasure as it spread over his skull until it formed a type of mask around his eyes that ended in more strands of rubber that wrapped around his muzzle. Once again, even though it crisscrossed across his lips he could still open his mouth completely, stretching the rubber out as far as he could while he felt more of the living latex play around his thighs and knees. Much like what happened with his arms he now sported several bands around his legs and a number of straps that connected to one another.

"Wow, looking good there, Shawn," Conrad said as he and Mitch stopped their exploration to watch the show just as it seemed to finish up. "You look like you're about ready to take on the post-apocalyptic world." The two snickered at the joke, Shawn giving them a look and shaking his head.

"Well I have to say that I'm rather impressed so far," Elijah said with a grin of his own. "Now let's see how lockdown mode fares."

"Wait, lockdown mode?" Shawn asked as he turned to the other dragon. "What's lockdrrmmf!"

Suddenly every rubber strap on Shawn's body seemed to tighten at once, clamping his muzzle shut and pulling his arms and legs together. He tried to keep his arms out from his sides, but the rubber that had ensnared him was drawn to one another like a magnet until finally they were secured behind his back and locked into place. He felt a similar sensation happen to his legs as they suddenly clamped together, Shawn falling to his knees in order to steady himself as the rubber straps attached to one another and prevented him from moving them even an inch apart. The biggest thing to happen was to his face, which besides the muzzle tightening around his maw the rubber oozed over his eyes and forced them to close as he was plunged into darkness.

"Looks like he's ready for the next step," Shawn heard Elijah say. "Why don't you two help him get his head through the hole in the vac-sack and we can see how this works as well?"

A few seconds later Shawn felt two pairs of hands on his head as it was pulled through something, hearing the click of metal on metal as the collar he wore connected to the plate. Once he was secured another piece of rubber was secured over his head and clicked into place with his collar as well, creating one almost-seamless piece as he wiggled and squirmed in his bindings. Once he was put properly onto his knees the presence that had been next to him left and the next thing he could hear was the soft whir of a motor sucking the air out of the bag.

As the thicker rubber began to press against him it still felt similar to the one that he was put in before, but as the suction grew and the latex pressed tighter against his scales he started to feel the difference. What little wiggle room he had suddenly left him as the heavy material coated him like it was made of liquid, conforming to his body down to every last crease. He felt it in his head, too, as the gaps in his muzzle were filled in by the heavy rubber as well, leaving only his nose holes open as his breadth of movement became zero. Unlike the last latex sack he couldn't move at all, not even wiggle as he felt himself start to hang slightly from where the sack had been suspended from the ceiling.

"Well he's certainly not moving," Shawn could hear Elijah say as the others chuckled. "Now for one last test to see if this really will work for me." As his draconic form continued to remain outlined in the rubber he suddenly felt the straps around his legs shift and slide off his latex scales, which would have freed his legs had they not been stuck together like they had been dipped in concrete. That changed, too, though, when he felt a pair of hands press against his calves and with ease spread his legs apart in order to gain better access to his tailhole.

"Oh yeah, this definitely works for me," Elijah said as Shawn began to feel the other dragon's dick begin to push into his exposed hole, of which he was able to do nothing but gasp internally as his boss began to mount him right there on the floor. "I want you to ring it all up, and give me two extra sets of those cuffs and collar set that he's wearing right now for my other toys."

"Other toys?" Shawn heard Conrad this time as Elijah's cock continued to push its way into his tailhole, the walls stretching to accommodate the girthy length. "Are you saying..."

"While I would love to have Shawn under my desk twenty-four-seven, he still has to do other things for the company in order not to raise suspicion," Elijah explained. "But I would still like to slake my lusts, and since I have the wonderful luck of two more dragons that work for the company, I decided to take advantage of such a thing. Only your supervisors would be in the know, and since you're going to be going to reveal your dragon forms soon, having you two hang out in my department won't raise as many red flags since Shawn has already done so, himself."

There were a few moments of silence, punctuated by the slapping of rubber against rubber as Elijah began to thrust more earnestly into Shawn's prone draconic form. "I'm... not crazy sure," Mitch admitted. "I mean while we certainly have fun, we're not sure if we're as hardcore as our friend here when it comes to the bondage."

"I don't expect you to be," Elijah replied with a chuckle. "While Shawn here is my prized possession for sure, you two would make fine toys for me as well, we can even rotate you out if you'd like. Plus being my toy has certain benefits, for instance someone high up covering for your increased time at a certain club. If you become my playthings than I can assure you that your antics will go unnoticed as long as you can keep some semblance of a work-life balance. Well, what do you say?"

There was a bit more back and forth, but by the time Shawn felt the other dragon climax inside him they had made a deal, the two becoming the most recent additions to Elijah's harem. Even drowning in the sea of pleasure like he was Shawn knew this was a good thing, even with their current interactions people had started to notice that he was spending a lot of time up in the boss's office, and now they can spread that out a little more. Once they had uncoupled and removed the bondage from Shawn's body he and his two friends rode with Elijah back to the office, Conrad and Mitch breaking off to go to their department and show off their new look while Shawn himself went to his cubicle. At quitting time as everyone was leaving Elijah happened to get several packages in the male, Shawn volunteering to stay behind to help him set it up while the other two joined them a bit later to get everything put together...

After a very long day at work getting everything set up and tried out once more Elijah suggested that they the go to Dragon Heaven together to celebrate their new work arrangement. The three wholeheartedly agreed and all went about their separate ways to meet back up at the club. After staying so late at their workplace they got there just as the club was kicking off, the entertainment for the night already on the stage as the lights flashed and music blared. When they settled into their booths they were quickly joined by Pyre and Tundra who also came to congratulate them.

"Sounds like you guys are falling right into line!" Pyre said to Shawn and his friends while Tundra and Elijah went to get drinks for everyone. "Not only physically, either, from the sound of it you guys are starting to really get invested in the emotional aspect of your new forms too."

"You could definitely say that," Conrad replied with a grin, the other two nodding.

"I have to admit that the changes that we've all been feeling are a little surreal," Shawn admitted. "I mean now that we've sealed ourselves in we've kind of given up on our humanity in a way, am I right? I know I don't intend on tearing this off anytime soon, but a new form definitely comes with some growing pains. The tail, the wings, the growling, the curling around one another, while it's starting to feel more natural, I sometimes still feel like a human in a dragon suit just awkwardly going through the motions."

"I actually kind of agree,' Mitch spoke up. "I watch you guys and you move so naturally with your dragon bodies it's like watching water flow down a hill, completely natural. I'm kind of jealous in a way."

"Well color me delighted," Pyre replied with a big grin. "You know as your handlers Tundra and I would be more than happy to spend some time with each of you and help you get more used to your new selves, would you like that?" The three rubber dragon friends looked at each other for a few seconds, then all nodded simultaneously. "Wonderful, why don't we start with Shawn since he has the appropriate gear and go from there, we'll spend some quality one-on-one time and really dig deep into the draconic emotions until you're feeling like a true dragon!"

As Pyre finished his explanation the other two arrived with the drinks and they handed them out so Pyre could do a toast to three new clan members. While everyone including Shawn raised their glasses and did a shout of praise, in the back of his mind Shawn continued to wonder just what he was doing. He could feel himself getting in deeper and deeper with this to the point he had started to forget what he looked like as a human being, and now he was about to get training on removing the mannerisms that came with it as well. Just how deep was this rabbit hole going to go?

...only one way to find out, Shawn thought as he drank with the others.