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Shawn hummed happily to himself as he moved boxes around his lair, enjoying the deep vibrato of his voice as his tail swished around behind him. In his entryway he set down his latest packed box with a small pile that he had stacked up there, the rays of sunlight coming in from the open front door hitting them as they waited. The rubber dragon couldn't believe how much useless stuff he had accumulated over the years, especially electronic stuff related to his workplace. It still caused him to grin every time he thought back to when he handed in his two-week notice, otherwise known as the longest two weeks of his life before he could leave there and take on his role as a full-time dragon toy and slave for Dragon Heaven. It was probably still the buzz of the office, especially after he gotten promoted so recently.

As he continued to think of that moment when he walked out of the office for the last time it caused him to breathe in a contented sigh of relief. No longer would have to deal with those silly human problems, now that he was employed at Dragon Heaven he could surround himself with his fellow kin all the time. The best part was his old boss was now his new boss as well; the second he had walked out of the office for the last time Elijah had gone to the club and took out a lease on his body. Now there was no playing around, he was Elijah's toy and they didn't have to tiptoe around corporate in order for it to happen. Of course he still had to sneak into the office from time to time in order to take up his position under his desk, but that was some of the fun of it now.

"That should be the last of it," Shawn said to himself as he rubbed a webbed hand down his chest and looked out the door. "Now where are those guys? They were supposed to be here to help me out with all this..."

Before he could pull out his phone and call them Shawn saw the moving truck come down the street with Pyre's car right behind it, the truck taking up position at the street while Pyre's car took up the space in the driveway. "Well if it isn't our favorite dragon!" Pyre said as he hopped up the stairs and the two exchanged a kiss. "How does it feel finally being free from the human world?"

"Liberating," Shawn replied with a throaty growl before he motioned with his wing to the stack of boxes. "These are ready to be taken out by the way, no thanks to you guys."

"Well maybe if someone actually helped with the packing we'd have been here on time," Tundra said as he shot Pyre and accusing glance.

"Speaking of helping, do you three mind giving us a hand here first?" Conrad shouted in a booming voice that was nearly a roar as he came up with a box of his own. "Let's get Mitch and myself unloaded first and then we can haul all of Shawn's unwanted stuff to the dump."

The others nodded in agreement and quickly began to go from truck to house to move things in. "I'm still so excited for you three to be moving in together," Pyre gushed as he moved a rather large television that was even better than Shawn's. "You guys are a match made in heaven."

"Quite literally," Tundra retorted, which caused them all to grin and chuckle. In reality it was the best choice for them, with the restrictions on Mitch and Conrad's places they couldn't have a den of their own and they spent most of their time in Shawn's place anyway. It seemed almost natural that the three dragons brought up together would share a space, especially one that the other two helped customize in the first place. Thankfully the club provided them with a big enough bed for the three of them to fit on, too, Shawn thought as they put in a box of Mitch's stuff into the room comprised mostly of stuffed animals, now that they had three rubber dragons sleeping in it they were going to need all the room they could get as Mitch told Shawn where to put his things.

"God I love your voice," Shawn said as he leaned up into the bronze rubber dragon and kissed him deep, pinning him against the wall. The others watched and grinned as the two continued to make out right there, their tails twining around one another as their hands rubbed up and down their chests. Their make out session was interrupted by Shawn getting a tap on the shoulder to cause him to look back and see Pyre grinning at him.

"I certainly hope you brought enough of that for everyone," Pyre said in a sultry voice, both Shawn and Mitch grinning as they broke away from one another. "You know, I think all this hard work on our part deserves a bit of a reward. Why don't we go ahead and test the maximum dragon capacity on that new bed of yours?"

The others were more than eager to agree and together the five made their way up into the bedroom, groping and licking at one another as they did so. As they walked up they decided that, since it would be Shawn's last time as a solo host, that he would get it from his two new roommates and that they would satisfy the needs of their guests for the first time. It was a configuration that everyone was happy with as they got to the bed. While Shawn crawled up on the squishy mattress on all fours the others took the ropes that were attached to it and looped them around the d-rings on the cuffs on his wrists and ankles that he always wore now.

Shawn felt a tremble of pleasure as his friends tied him down, leaving him with enough slack to maneuver around and that was about it. Once they were sure he was secure Mitch and Conrad flipped a coin to see who would take which end before hopping up on the bed themselves. The purple eastern rubber dragon ended up positioned in front of Shawn's muzzle while the bronze rubber dragon took the back, but before they started in themselves Pyre and Tundra held a similar contest to see which of the two they would get. The gel mattress waved under their hands and legs as Pyre took up his place behind Conrad as Tundra got behind Mitch.

"Well would you look at that," Pyre said as Shawn began to get filled from both ends with his friends' rubber draconic cocks. "This thing can safely support five adult dragons. Course it also said that the maximum capacity is eight, but that's something that we can try for another time."

At that point the jokes that were happening between the others was lost on Shawn as he took his rubber tongue and wrapped it around the purple latex member that was pushing its way into his maw. Just like his tailhole being impaled by the bronze dragon behind him his muzzle and throat stretched easily around them, something that he was glad his rubbery anatomy was able to do as they easily slid their cocks inside of him. They quickly hilted and Shawn found himself sandwiched between the latex groins of the other two dragons who held him there as Pyre and Tundra penetrated those dragons with their own appendages. The sounds of groans and squeaking filled the air as two more pairs of hands felt up the dragon in the middle as the two reached around once they had rooted themselves in the tailholes of the two males in front of them.

The five didn't stay that organized for long; however, as their lusts took over and their mating instincts overrode any proper planning they could have had. As the other ones moved around the only one who had to remain in the position he was in, it was Shawn whom after being spitroasted found himself pushed down into the gel bedspread as Pyre went into him deep doggystyle, his hips slapping against his rear as Mitch snuck himself underneath and managed to push Shawn's cock into his own tailhole. At the same time Shawn's muzzle was buried between Tundra's thighs sucking him off as the ice dragon did the same to Conrad while the purple dragon had him by the horns and thrusted hard into his muzzle.

The orgy continued like that for some time and after all the rubber dragons having a turn with one another they ended with double stuffing Shawn's muzzle and tailhole. At this point being a latex creature was a necessity as his throat bulged with both thick heads throbbing against it while two more pumped simultaneously into him. The bed beneath him sloshed from their concentrated movements as they stretched Shawn's holes, though by this time the slutty dragon had been used to it as he felt his tail swish around in pure bliss. When they all finally finished, Shawn getting one last go mounting Pyre as a reward for the double double penetration, they laid there on the bed for a while and all slept against each other's bodies like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Once they were done Shawn was untied, and with the help of the others loaded up his old stuff into the rental truck to be taken to the donation center. When he was all loaded up Mitch and Conrad decided to stay behind and get themselves moved in while Pyre and Tundra drove Shawn to his destination. After they had gotten everything squared away his handlers offered to take him out to lunch, returning the rental truck and walking down the street until they found a restaurant that they could agree on. As they did Shawn casually glanced from side to side at those around him, trying not to grin when he saw the looks on some of their faces as three rubber dragons walked the streets with them.

"I can see that someone is enjoying their new outlook on life," Pyre smirked as they sat in the outdoor patio of a café and waited for the server to take their order. "I have to admit that when we first took you under our wing I was not expecting that one day we would be sitting down together outside in public as true kin. We could see it the second that we took you out of that cocoon of yours that you had become what you truly were, and even now you've got that draconic swagger."

Shawn chuckled and nodded. "It doesn't feel like I was ever human to begin with," he explained as he sipped his water. "I mean I have these memories of my past but it feels like they should belong to a different person, they don't match with the dragon I am now."

"That's because you were a different person," Pyre replied. "In fact once you have gotten fully adjusted to your new mindset we need to talk about having you go through the naming ceremony, see if we can't find something a little more draconic than Shawn to call you. The same goes for the rest of the clan we formed here, now that the three of you are proper dragons you deserve all the benefits of being one."

Shawn nodded but before he could say anything else he suddenly felt a sharp pain travel up his tail that caused him to snap his upper body around and growl lowly at the cause of it. It turned out to be a human male that nearly jumped over the railing that separated the street patio from the sidewalk, and as he continued to glare at him he saw out of the corner of his eye the other two raise their latex lips in a snarl. The sight of the three bristling rubber dragons caused the man to take a completely different route around them while he held the check for his meal in his hand. As Shawn shouted at him to watch where he was going he could see the human go from shock to anger, though the three imposing muscular creatures that had their full attention on him kept him away.

"Maybe you shouldn't wear those things in public, you freaks!" the man shouted, then quickly retreated into the restaurant when Tundra stood up and let out a snarl so menacing it caused several on the street to stop and look. Their sneers were replaced with smirks as they saw the guy stumble over several chairs before falling down inside, then quickly picking himself up and throwing the bill and some money at the server before running out the back. When it was clear that the guy wasn't going to cause them any more trouble they all sat down and began to settle once more just as the waiter came up to their table and asked if there was a problem.

'Nothing we couldn't handle ourselves," Pyre said with a smirk as they sat back down.

"Well let me be the first to apologize for the behavior of that customer," the waiter said with a nod. "One of the management team wanted me to assure that customer will not be allowed in this establishment again and would like me to tell you this restaurant is very dragon friendly. He also said that you can have a free appetizer on the house, his way of saying thank you."

The three looked at one another and nodded, then proceeded to order before the waiter took their menus and left them. "What do you think?" Tundra asked. "One of us?"

"Possible," Pyre replied. "Or just someone who wants to keep our business. We may be a very small percentage of this city, but our numbers continue to grow and most know that we're a rather tight-knit community. A bad experience for one of us is a bad experience for all of us, so it could be that he wants to make sure that we continue our business here... I mean, or he just recognized that someone did a pretty stupid thing and wants to make sure we're not angry about it in general, there are still good humans in the world after all."

Shawn just nodded as they continued on their speculation for a bit, even though he mostly remained out of it. For the first time since he donned the suit when Pyre talked about the dragon community and used terms like us and we he finally could feel the connection to himself. He was a part of it now, fully and completely, and when he joined in on the conversation he used the same references they did. He was among the three rubber dragons sitting at a table talking and eating a meal together like they had been that way the entire time, and definitely no longer as humans who happen to play around in dragon suits.

Even the public seemed to regard them differently, Shawn thought as he dug into his steak. Strangely it was mostly that they regarded them with acceptance, as though there had always been their kind in the world and seeing a few eat a restaurant or walk down a street was no big deal. When it was just a suit he would get eyes looking at him, possibly wondering who he was or why he was doing such a thing, but now those same people seemed to know that they were looking at the true him, even if he didn't announce it as such. It felt... normal in a way...

A few hours later Shawn was up in the Aviary as two other rubber dragons helped get him into his gear for the night. Since it was his turn to be the main attraction once again he was getting some extra attention and a little more gear than usual in order to show off for the crowd. Of course at that point they still hadn't told him whether he was going to be on display or have an interactive role, which was fine by him since it merely added to the mystery of what was going to happen next.

"Shawn!" Pyre's voice called out in the darkness just as he was about to get put into his cage for the night which caused both him and those who prepped him to stop and look as he and Tundra came out of the darkness. "Whew, that was close, I was hoping that we would catch you before you went in the cage. We have something special that we wanted to show you."

Shawn just tilted his head in curiosity and the two dragons turned and held out their hands towards the elevator, where he saw Mitch and Conrad timidly walking towards where they were. "No way..." Shawn said as a wide smile formed on his muzzle as the two came up to where they stood. "Did they really sign up too?"

"Just an hour or so ago," Pyre confirmed with a grin of his own. "But before that we had to drive to your old workplace so they could give their two weeks. I'm sure Elijah was not thrilled to see his easy access to rubber dragons get poached by the club, but considering the expansion in our members we definitely could use the extra people. I hear that they're actually talking about taking over the building next to this one in order to expand the space, make it a bar area that would be open to the public so that dragons and humans can mingle together and such."

"Well that sounds like a great idea," Shawn said as he fiddled with one of the many cuffs that were on his arms that would link him to the stage. "And if that's the case then we're definitely going to need some fresh blood up here, don't want to spread us out too thin."

"Indeed," Pyre said. "Well we'll let you get down to it, I know you're probably itching to get down there on the main stage. Also don't forget that next weekend the slave auction is going on for charity so don't exert yourself too much, the hoard master thinks that you're going to be one of our big money makers and would hate for you to go into it worn down."

Shawn chuckled and thanked them with a hug, then waved them off before he was led into his cage for the night. As they secured him with a hood that covered his entire head save for his nostrils, mouth, and several pinholes for him to see out of he saw Mitch and Conrad getting put up in two cages of their own. Unlike him they appeared to be going onto the side stages standing up. He recognized the scenario before, he was going to be the feral dragon that paced back and forth to try and get the two that would be on either side of the stage posing as the maidens in distress. The goal of the club goers was to sexually satisfy him to the point where he couldn't go and have sex with either of them, and if he did then the club lost and Shawn won.

Even though his vision was limited Shawn could still see his two friends as they got trussed up in a thick rubber harness across their chests and arm binders that kept their hands behind their backs. While he wished he could have told them good luck the rubber hood that pressed against his face only allowed him to let out grunts and growls, not that he really wanted to have any sort of speech anyway. Still, when he saw that they had looked at him he gave them a nod as best he could of good luck, the two doing the same as those who worked the Aviary bound them up. Below them they could hear the sound of the club coming to life as the slaves of Dragon Heaven were moved from their positions in the Aviary to be on display on the club below...

The rest of the night went by like a blur for Shawn as he fulfilled his role as a dragon slave for the club, though most of the time he watched his friends as they got into their roles as well. It was stunning to him to watch what had been his two close human friends become his two bondage-loving rubber dragon slave clan mates. They even took to their roles of the game as they writhed in the chains while standing there calling on the other club goers to help them not get drilled by the mean dragon that captured them, that being Shawn. Of course they took their own share of rubber dragon dick themselves, though once again the majority of the club goers chose to interact with Shawn instead. As he got close to Conrad one time a muscular male even pounced on him in order to get him to stop and surprised him by flipping him over and sucking on his dick for nearly fifteen minutes. The other club members were itching to win and they weren't going to let the red and blue latex dragon get the better of them.

However, Shawn still managed to win when he got up to Mitch and mounted him right there, placing his hands on the bronze rubber shoulders like a feral and pushing his cock hard into his tailhole which caused him to yelp. It was satisfying on so many levels, hearing those that weren't able to participate groan as it was announced that Shawn won as he continued to plow the rubber dragon male in front of him. For winning Shawn was rewarded a very generous voucher for more gear that Dragon Heaven sold, though for him it was way more about the fact that he had been the best dragon he could be. Even after they were finished the pleasurable haze of being used plus winning stuck with them until the end of the club's night when they were brought back up.

When the club was closed those that were rubber dragon slaves could either remain in their bondage until the next night or take the opportunity to stretch and sleep in the accommodations provided, and though usually Shawn preferred the former, he wanted to see how his friends fared on their first day. The three dragon talked excitedly the whole night and eventually were joined by Pyre and Tundra to see how they did as well. It was a great end to the night and Shawn knew that it was only the beginning, that they were true dragons together, now and forever.

This was definitely heaven.

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Shawn let out a contented sigh as he walked out of the elevator and into the club proper after another successful weekend. He looked down at his watch and saw that it was nearly three in the morning and that his clan mates, who had only stayed in their cages for the one night before heading back to their lair, would likely have food waiting for him when he got home. Already he could hear his stomach growling at the thought, though they did feed them well at the Aviary it was hard to get much when locked down in full-body bondage gear. As he walked through the nearly-empty club he gave a wave to Pyre and Tundra, who waved back at him before chatting up Elijah and no doubt scheming something horrible to do to him as he grinned to himself.

He gave another nod to the door guardian before he walked out the main entrance and onto the street, which like the club had emptied out for the most part. The only other person he encountered was at the bus stop, the young man looking down at the concrete as he came up and sat down on the other side of the bench. When the other man looked up at the new person who joined him he did a double take, and though Shawn tried to look preoccupied playing with his phone eventually the man's stares became too much for him to ignore. "Can I help you?" Shawn asked as he turned to look at him.

"You're one of those rubber dragon people from that club," the man started to stay. "I finally got the courage to try and get in today and the bouncer told me that there weren't any humans allowed. I tried to ask him what that meant, but he said that if I wanted to get in I would have to talk to one of the members to help me before he closed the door in my face."

"Yeah, that would be Rafa," Shawn replied. "He's a bit short when it comes to such things, more interested in protecting the club than providing information for new people to get into it. Now if you're just looking to have a good time with some rubber creatures I've heard that we're expanding into an area that will have dragons and humans together, so if you don't mind waiting for a bit you might be able to enjoy yourself in an area with not-so-strict entry requirements."

Shawn could tell that the man had something else he wanted to say, and after a bit of coaxing the man finally sighed and put his head back. "It's not just about getting into some exclusive club," he finally said as he clasped his head. "I see you guys walking around from time to time and I think how cool that is to not care that you're different, that you're proud to be what you are and I have to admit the idea of wearing one of those suits intrigues me. Normally I just ignore it, but I got done early with friends at another bar and on a whim... I don't know... I just wanted to go in and experience that for myself."

Shawn could feel for the guy; it was clear that he didn't personally know anyone at the club and up until this point didn't feel comfortable reaching out to any of his kind. It sort of reminded the rubber dragon of an earlier version of himself, unsure of how to proceed into something that was still considered strange by most of society. He had his friends to drag him there, though, and this one didn't have any such thing to help get him through the door. Well, at least not until this second.

"You know if this is really something you want to experience I can help get you set up," Shawn said as he pulled a card out of his bag and handed it to the human. "That's for a free one-day pass into the club with my referral number on it, all you have to do is hand that to the guardian and they'll send a representative to help you out. Then you'll get a rental suit and you'll be able to go in and get that experience you wanted. Word of warning though, once we get our claws into you, we tend not to let go."

The man chuckled and looked at the card with the stylized logo before putting it into his own pocket. "Thanks a lot, man," he said with a small grin. "So I'll have to wear a suit like yours to get in then?"

"Of course," Shawn replied. "Only dragons can get into Dragon Heaven. Trust me, I was like you once, so I know how odd a concept it is, but it's something that quickly grows on you."

"Whatever dude," the man laughed. "You guys should have a pamphlet or something you can hand out."

"Not a bad idea..." Shawn grinned as he sat back up and looked up at the stars with his draconic eyes. "I'll talk to my handlers about it and we could write up a little booklet, call it something catchy... I don't know... wait, I got it." He glanced over at the other guy and saw that he had immersed himself in his phone, which left Shawn talking to himself as he thought about all the potential new dragons that were out there just waiting for them that caused him to smile. "How to Enter Dragon Heaven..."