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As the weeks progressed it became clear to Shawn just how much being a rubber dragon now dominated his schedule. Weekends were now fully reserved for his duties as a dragon slave at the club, and even though he wouldn't be the main attraction, he would likely be found hanging there in a cage or near the dance floor to be groped and teased but relatively unbound so he could spend some time with his friends. During the nights Pyre and Tundra continued his draconic training and either kept him caged up in the club with them or in their lair, though more often than not they would go to Dragon Heaven where the two would have him perform for the other club members. At this point all of the staff and most of the patrons of the club knew either his name or of him and often he would be referred to as the red and blue bondage dragon.

His weekdays were not much different. Though he would have to spend some time doing his normal duties that he had when he was human, when it was his turn he would be with his boss either under his desk or on top of it if his schedule was particularly light. At first Shawn would be in Elijah's office most of the time, but he could tell that his friends had started to get used to the idea as they got more time with him. Once in a while he would even have two of them together, one underneath the desk while the other served as his personal servant for the day. His suspicions were confirmed when he asked them about it and they squirmed in their seats as they told him how much more enjoyable being leashed and dommed by their new boss was. They also admitted that it was because of him that they even looked into such a thing and were so glad that he had shown him the light on how fun it was to be a bound up servant dragon.

As a few weeks of this pass one day Shawn finally finds himself in that rare instance where he's in his own lair completely alone and without any responsibilities for a while. It had been a rather long day at work as well; with it being as busy as it was Elijah could only have one of his toys pleasure him for half the day and he had picked Conrad for the task, which meant that he was pent up for the entire day with no real means of relief. They had all promised their boss that no matter what they wouldn't relieve themselves anywhere in the office building other than his own personal space, which meant that for the entirety of the day all he could do was let his lust build. Finally he was back home and could stretch his wings as he walked to his kitchen to grab himself a drink.

By now the rubber lair felt more like home to Shawn than his previous space ever had. It was not only incredibly sexy but comfortable as well, a true pinnacle of what a rubber dragon like himself should have. He took a few drinks from the bottle before setting it aside and turning on the television, though his thoughts immediately turned to something else as he laid there on his latex couch. He reached down to the rubber stone that was his coffee table and pulled out something from one of the hidden drawers inside it. Shawn grinned as he hefted the rubber dragon dildo in his hands, a rather large toy given to him by Dragon Heaven in thanks for being their slave.

The thought alone of that caused a trill of excitement to race down Shawn's body as his other hand instinctively went up to the latex collar around his neck. It was the other gift given to him, this one a present from both the club and his handlers. From it hung a simple tag on it, one side engraved with the letters PROPERTY OF DRAGON HEAVEN while the other side had PET OF PYRE AND TUNDRA, TOY OF ELIJAH on it. It was a true mark of how far he had gone in his life as he had willingly given his new body over to them. As he thought about it he could feel his own cock begin to slide out of the modesty slit in his suit and come to full attention, jutting out from his groin.

Before he paid any mind to his throbbing arousal, though, he needed his other hole to get filled first. In one swift motion he batted his rubber tail out of the way and pushed the tip of the dildo to the ring of muscle hidden underneath it. At this point the shiny rubber length slid easily inside him, as though his tailhole was made to take things like this as he let out a small groan of pleasure. His toes wiggled in the air as he laid back and sank inch after inch of the ridged length inside of him, his grunts turning to lusty growls as he felt himself filled once more. While it was nothing like the real thing it would have to do for now as he got to the midway point and stopped just long enough for one of his hands to slide up and take hold of his own cock.

"Yeah..." Shawn mumbled as he closed his eyes, imagining that the dildo inside him was attached to one of the beefcake rubber dragons in the club. "I'm your toy... just a slutty rubber dragon needing to be used..."

In the back of Shawn's mind he wished that he gotten himself a little more dressed up for such a fantasy, but at this point he was too horny and into it to either care or stop. His rubber hand became a blur as it slid effortlessly up and down his length, causing him to wiggle and squirm as he tried to thrust the dildo inside himself as he pumped. His snarls and growls grew into a fevered pitch until finally he jammed the toy all the way up to the base and let out a roar as he came hard. His hips arched up as his hands went to his sides in order to ride the wave of his orgasm, and when they came back down he managed to angle it in a way that kept the dildo inside him even without needing to hold onto it anymore.

As Shawn laid there on his couch panting he groaned as he realized that he hadn't done any of the usual preparations to avoid having to clean up after himself. He sighed and sat up on his elbows as he looked around for something to potentially clean himself off with, but with no clothes around and his towels still upstairs all he could do was sit there with a puddle of his own seed on his abs. As he looked down at the strands of cum on his latex scales, though, he paused and then cocked his head in confusion. It had been ages since he was actually in a position where he saw the fruits of his labor, and now that he had he saw that it was... blue?

He took his fingers and pressed them against the liquid and found that it was definitely not like the cum he was used to, it was thicker and shiny with a bright blue coloration throughout. It reminded him of liquid latex like what was used in the pods, but this came out of his own cock. He stood up and heard a loud thud as the latex dildo he had forgotten was inside him fell to the ground, and as his attention was brought to that he could feel a wetness there, too, he hadn't noticed before. He moved over to the mirror and spread his cheeks slightly to see that there was more of that blue fluid around his tailhole, though this was more translucent like lube. As Shawn's epiphany continued there was something that finally caught his eyes, something that, while he wasn't sure when it started, should have caught his attention immediately...

...the tail of his suit was standing up on its own.

Shawn's eyes widened as he saw what should have been an inanimate appendage stand straight up and defy gravity. He had always known that ever since he was sealed inside the suit that it felt like he had gotten more control over the wings and tail, but he thought that it was because he was figuring out how to move his body to manipulate it. How long had he been able to do this, he thought to himself as he continued to look at the red and blue rubber tail in the air. On a whim he concentrated a bit and as he did so he nearly jumped off the floor when he saw the... his tail wag in response to his mental suggestion.

"Too... too real..." Shawn said as a moment of clarity washed over him. "Need... to call someone..." As he raced for his phone he could now feel every little movement, not only from his tail, but his wings as well. Every twitch and sensation that had been previously been ignored by his still partially-human mind was not revealed to him fully to the point where his wings flapped slightly in panic as he looked around for his phone. When he couldn't find it he decided to grab his bag and go straight to the source, running out his door to catch the next bus downtown to try and catch Pyre and Tundra.

As he opened his front door, though, he saw that there was no need as Pyre's car came down the street and pulled up into his driveway. Once they had stopped the two got out and waved at Shawn, who managed to wave back at them before letting them come inside. "You must have been on the same wavelength as us," Pyre said as they walked past him into his house. "Pretty soon we're going to start speaking telepathically to one another."

Shawn's eyes widened at that and he found himself swallowing hard. "R-really?" he asked, which caused the other two to laugh.

"No, I wish though," Pyre said as he and Tundra sat down in his living room. "Save me a bundle on my cell phone bill." Their smiles began to falter slightly when they noticed that Shawn was not laughing and started to pace around his entryway to his living room. "Is there something wrong? You seem very anxious about something."

Shawn found himself chewing on his claws as he tried to figure out how to explain to him what was happening, turning away and continuing to walk back and forth while his mind searched for answers. At this point he felt like banging his head against the wall, though he didn't know what to do as he turned his back on the two. Pyre and Tunrda just continued to stare at their friend as they waited for him to say what he needed to, though at one point the iridescent dragon did glance downward before reaching down and picking up the forgotten dildo on the floor. He gave Tundra a look of being impressed as he held it with both hands, the rubber ice dragon likewise nodding his head in approval before they dropped it when Shawn turned back towards them.

"Guys... I think... something is happening to me..." Shawn finally said to the two. "I mean, look at this..." He waved his tail the best he could towards the two and flapped his wings, but when he turned to them to gauge their reactions he saw nothing that indicated surprise on their faces. "You... you already know about this, don't you?"

"Well... I think it's finally time to let the dragon out of the bag," Pyre said as he stood up and slowly approached the nervous male. "Shawn, we weren't kidding when we said that sealing you up in that suit was a permanent choice. You're... actually a real rubber dragon now just like us; you've been slowly transforming this entire time, and we're the ones responsible for that."

Shawn was taken aback by the sudden revelation, watching as both of his handlers wiggled their tails and wings to show the control they had over them. He could feel his breath catch in his chest as his mind struggled to take in all this new information at once. Not only had his handlers just informed them they were real, living rubber dragons and not just in suits, but that he was, as well. He could feel Pyre carefully guide him back to the couch with Tundra joining them shortly. Even though their bodies had been pressed together before now it was so much more, as though he were feeling their latex scales and taut muscle underneath it for the first time.

"So... Conrad and Mitch..." Shawn finally managed to ask as he tried to get his mind somewhere other than himself at the moment. "Do they..."

"They figured it out a few days ago," Pyre said as Tundra began to rub his shoulders and back to get him to relax. "They're still adjusting to it just like I'm sure you will, though given your nature to dive into these things head on I actually have more faith in you that you'll spring back from this far faster than them. Even though we really wanted to tell you and bring you into the loop on this it was something you had to eventually figure out for yourself. All we could do was just continue to keep you surrounded so when it did finally happen we could resolve it quickly."

"But... why?" Shawn asked. "Why not just tell me straight away? Why hide it from me, from my friends, all this time?"

The two dragons looked at each other, then hugged Shawn close. "Because deep down inside that brain of yours you still think you're human," Pyre explained as they began to pet his head in comfort. "Now we've been training with you a lot in order to make this transition as smooth as possible, and considering you didn't run out the door screaming I say we did pretty well in training your draconic side. But there's always that last kernel of humanity that is buried down there that eventually comes to the surface, and when it does a choice needs to be made."

"A choice?" Shawn inquired.

"You're a rubber dragon now physically," Pyre continued on as he backed away and looked Shawn dead in the eyes. "Now you have to decide whether you want to become one mentally now, too. We've seen it manifest in you before but this next process will make it permanent, but it requires you to willing give up that last piece of humanity that our minds so desperately cling to. If you don't we totally understand, but even with everything you do there'll still be that part of you that sees yourself as a human in a rubber dragon suit."

The two told Shawn to think about it as they went to their car to grab some gear that they had been waiting to set up for his final initiation into rubber dragonhood, which they explained if they didn't need still provided a fun time for him either way. Once the two males left him there Shawn's mind was still buzzing with the answers he had been given to questions he didn't even know he had. As he looked down at himself he ran his hands over his body and realized that there was nothing human underneath it anymore, the day they had sealed him into his suit they had replaced it with the synthetic dragon visage that he now wore. He hadn't even thought about it until this point, but deep down he knew they were right, he did still just think of himself as a human who was playing at being a dragon because it was fun.

As he sat there a big part of him wondered what would be so wrong with that. He was essentially already a dragon, why not make it official? Between being a slave for the club and a toy for his boss he was living a dragon life anyway... plus his handlers had already undergone the mental change it seemed and seemed no worse for wear. Then everything he and his friends had done so far would be for something, without those pesky human thoughts flooding in he could growl, wag his tail, and flutter his wings without even thinking about it...

Yet still in the back of his mind he could hear that small voice tell him that this step might be the one that goes too far. How could he live in human society if he no longer saw himself as one of them? Would he look at his workplace or his co-workers differently? Pyre and Tundra seemed to do just fine, but as Shawn thought about it he never really saw the two outside of the club before.

A loud shout from upstairs snapped Shawn out of his contemplation as he heard Tundra call for him to come upstairs. As he made his way around the couch he almost fell flat on his face as he tripped on something, then his anger quickly turning to embarrassment when he realized it was his dildo. He put it away quickly before heading up the stairs to his bedroom as he was called for once more. When he got there he saw that the two had set up one of the vac-racks for him to stand in.

"So we have everything we need here to totally and fully bring you into the draconic fold," Pyre said with a smirk as he motioned for Shawn to come forward. "But that part comes up to the end, if we get to it and you say no then this will just turn into a bit of fun time for you. If you say yes; however, then we will set you on the last part of your journey. But enough of all that, let's get you trussed up for some fun!"

Shawn knew immediately what that meant as they held up a rubber straightjacket for him, letting him slide his arms into it before they wrapped them around his back and secured them into position. It had been a while since he got jacketed like this, he thought to himself as felt his arms get immobilized against his chest with the delicious rub of latex on latex, normally when he was a slave to the club they had him on all fours so he could have his tailhole up and out for the club guests to use. His mouth opened slightly in a gasp when he realized how nonchalantly he thought of something like that, especially referring to his butt as a tailhole. He didn't have too long to think about it, though, as the two dragons expertly put the finishing touches on the straps before moving down to his legs.

"Now this next part is going to feel a little strange at first," Pyre announced. "But trust me when we say it's going to enhance the whole experience."

At first Shawn wasn't sure what they meant until he suddenly felt something pull on his back and realized that he could actually feel them touching his wings! They took several specialized straps that were actually molded into the slits in the rubber straight jacket where they poked out of and began to bind them. For the first time since he had them he could feel his wings shudder and subconsciously struggle a bit as they were bound to his back. Now he had appendages that he didn't know existed a few minutes ago strapped down to him, something that seemed to only cause even more excitement as they moved onto his legs next.

"You know with your wings you will be able to feel those sensations much more effortlessly once you're a dragon," Pyre explained as he took out a large set of leg binders and began to put them around Shawn's latex thighs. "The same for your tail, right now you have to consciously think about them in order to move them yourself in any meaningful way, but if you go full dragon you'll be able to move them without even thinking about it. Plus you won't have to be reminded of them either, it'll be like you had them their entire life."

Despite the sales pitch Shawn continued to be unsure if this was what he really wanted as he felt his legs get brought together and become completely restrained. "So you guys went through the process, right?" he asked, the other two nodding while they secured his shins to one another. "What happened to your lives after that?"

"Nothing that wasn't happening already," Pyre replied as they moved to his groin, pulling a rubber speedo complete with vibrating cock ring around his legs and securing it around his waist. "You don't just suddenly start crawling around on all fours and start growling at the mailman, it's more of an introspective thing. A... feeling of enlightenment if you will, you're a dragon among men and all that's really different is you see the world through a dragon's eyes."

Shawn was about to ask what that entailed when he let out a huff of pleasure as they started to massage his groin, coaxing his rubber cock out to slide the ring onto. Once they had that secured they worked on the other side and for the second time that night his tailhole was stuffed open as they filled it with a different style of draconic dildo. "I know it's not as big as you're used to," Tundra jabbed with a smirk, "but I think it'll make up for the lack of size in other ways."

Once everything was in place the red and blue latex dragon's huffs turned to pants when both the dildo inside him and the cock ring began to buzz, causing him to squirm in his restraints. Had he not been completely bound by that point he probably would have been flailing around and as his back arched from the sheer pleasure the other two dragons chuckled to themselves. They let him continue to feel the sensations for a few more seconds before they shut it down, letting the other dragon breathe normally while Tundra went over to prep the next part of the device. Now that he was closer to it he could definitely tell it was some sort of stand, made for him to be able to stand up in the vac rack that they had turned into some sort of shell.

"Need to leave your head open for the last part," Pyre explained as they helped move him over to the stand and locked his feet into place, limiting his movement to the point where it was nothing. "Of course you still haven't decided whether or not you're going to say yes. Are we trussing up a rubber dragon... or a guy in a rubber dragon suit?"

Even with time to think about it Shawn still wasn't sure, though in his heart it felt like he already knew what to say. It was that part of his mind that argued that this was what his human side was doing to him, making him doubt what was likely the best thing to ever happen in his life. As they continued to strap him to the stand in order to prevent him from falling over he mustered up as much courage as he could to say what he wanted to say. By the time he did they had already taken the rubber shell of the vac rack and linked it to a special posture collar that likely would also be attached to the hood that was the last piece of their set up.

"I have to say that I love every time we do this to you," Pyre said with a grin as they secured the last straps in place. "Whether you're a mentally a dragon or not I don't care, it's a pleasure being with you every time, Shawn. So all we have left here is the hood that we can leave off for you, though even if nothing is going to happen tonight, I'd love to see you with it on since you look so sexy with a gas mask."

There was a moment of hesitation and Shawn nodded before Tundra took the elaborate gas mask and began to slide it over his draconic head. "Yes," Shawn said suddenly, causing both to pause and look at him before asking him to elaborate. "I want to do it, I want to be a rubber dragon, fully and completely."

The looks on his handler's faces made Shawn think he had just told them they had won the lottery as the two beamed at him with pride. "You're going to love every second of this," Pyre said as they secured the hood over his face and plunged him into darkness with only the feel of rubber against his muzzle. "We brought a long a special chemical cocktail that's about five times stronger then what we gave you during your sealing, this is going to put you in a trance so deep you likely won't even remember what happens."

Shawn could feel the hoses, of which there were several coupled along the muzzle instead of just one on each side, being connected to something and also that another of the dragons were working with something that was connected to stand he was latched to. About a minute later the lenses situated over his eyes began to come to life that swirled with a mixture of colors with words that flashed too fast for him to see. It was clearly one of their hypnosis hoods, but this time everything seemed to feel different with this step. Even his handlers felt more anxious than usual as they tightened everything down for one last time.

"Alright, we're going to flip the switch on you now," Pyre said. "Now I can't reiterate enough that there's no going back after this, nothing is going to reverse what this thing is about to do to you. Still want to give up your humanity?"

Shawn hardly hesitated this time as he gave them both as best of a nod he could. A few seconds later he could hear multiple hisses and the sounds of motors turning on. It wasn't long after that he could feel the latex of the vac-rack tighten around his body while at the same time the buzzing of the ring around his cock and the dildo deep in his tailhole. As the soft material continued to tighten around his body it seemed to amplify the vibrations from his groin, sending them all throughout his body as he tried to wiggle his body only to find himself completely immobile. The two dragons had done an impressive job as the layers of rubber pressed around his latex scales, driving his sensitivity up as the colors continued to swirl in front of his vision.

Then the gas hit his nostrils.

As soon as the drugs hit his lungs for the first time everything seemed to slow down, from the pulses that stimulated his groin to the swirling colors on the screen. He began to hear a buzzing in his ears as he was able to read the words on the screen, telling him that he wasn't human, that he was a rubber dragon now and forever. It also told him to be a good rubber dragon and how to do so, and his drug-addled and lust-filled subconscious soaked it all up like a sponge as he became lost to the sensations. As his rational mind shut down he was suddenly treated to one last picture, one that showed himself bound up with Pyre and Tundra standing next to him... the last time he would ever see himself as a human.

Meanwhile the two handlers looked at the picture they had sent into the viewscreens of the immobilized dragon before walking away. "Can I say that I'm particularly proud of this one?" Pyre said as they looked back at the rubberized and restrained male that only twitched occasionally from the stimulation he received. "It's been what, a couple of months and he went from shy human to one of the clan? That has to be a new record or something."

"Not to mention dragging his friends down with him," Tundra replied. "Those two were stuck in a rut before Shawn came along, then not only did they get Sealed, but turned onto bondage as well. It was like three for the price of one."

"That is very true," Pyre said with a laugh. "Speaking of which we should see how the other two are doing with their own conditioning. I can only imagine that they're both done by now, though I thought the club was going to tell us when they were done. Still, couldn't hurt to check, and that one is going to be lost in a sea of pleasure."

The two dragons grinned and nodded before they headed back to their car, taking one last look at their dragon in the making before heading out. As they walked to their car they discussed what they were going to do next now that they had a whole clutch of new dragons being made, and just before they got into the car Pyre turned back and looked at the house that hid a rubber dragon's lair inside it. "You know..." he said with a grin. "I think I have an idea that can not only make everyone happy, but save us a ton on gas..."