Ram Drive
Story by Kinx Commissions on SoFurry
When Industrial Technology & Magic release a particularly kinky new product, it catches the eager eye of Todd's girlfriend. Karen is considerably more adventurous and fetish-loving than he is and has a long-held desire to explore her bisexuality with female friends and colleagues that he is not entirely comfortable with. So when the new 'Goat Grrl' rubber anthro suit promises to both placate his kink-loving girlfriend and allow her to explore her sexuality in ways that he can control, it sounds like a perfect compromise and one that he grabs.
With a plan like that, what could possibly go wrong?
Latex fun abounds in this steamy story of science and magic combining to bring to life exotic fantasies written for a long-time commissioner of mine, Aco, one that I originally wrote several years back and have given a remastering pass to for this upload. I have a steamy sequel to this, 'Mare Dominatus' that I'll be uploading tomorrow, so stay tuned for more rubbery fun!
(Updated 10/08/19 as part of a grammatical overhaul)
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“Wow, just look at this thing…”
As his girlfriend tugged on his sleeve to get his attention, Todd reluctantly gave up on trying to project aloof disinterest in the showroom filled with mannequins and exotic kinkwear. He ran a sceptical and wary eye over the slowly rotating bodysuit-wearing mannequin to which Karen was pointing.
Jeeze, is that thing real?
It made him feel uncomfortable just to look at it. To him, it was just a weird bit of fetish gear, not really aware that it was Industrial Technology and Magic’s latest development in the field of biotechnology and one of its most exotic products to date. Out of the corner of his eye, though , he could see Karen gazing at its sleek black form with a look of hungry wonder painted plain on her face; the appreciative coo she let out as she placed a hand on the glossy rubber surface and squeezed was plain evidence just how she appreciated it.
“It’s so shiny and smooth, and look what it is…”
He had seen; IT&M had moved into some very unusual fields of design. The product known as the ‘Goat Grrl’ was no exception. It possessed a satyr-like design with legs ending in hoof-boots, and an amply breasted humanoid torso that looked sculpted from solid rubber rather than designed to form-fit to the breasts of the wearer. A short tail formed from slender, fluffy strands of rubber sprouted out from just above its rump, but there was where the mythical comparison ended. The matching hood was rather more animalistic, sporting drooping rounded ears, a short blunt muzzle and horns that curled upwards; Todd felt unsettled just looking at it. He had known for some time that Karen had some rather unusual appetites. From the look of avaricious appreciation and desire on her face, this particular design was one of them. She had tried to unsuccessfully cajole him into some exotic experiences in the past and not being open to them played on his mind and worried him, not wanting to come across as some sort of a vanilla-flavoured bore. The last one, to invite a female co-worker of hers to ‘play’ with them, still lingered in his mind. Not that he objected to her bisexuality, of course he didn’t, but he still felt uneasy about taking that kind of step.
He looked away from the display in the IT&M showroom, only to notice her staring at him. An irresistibly doe-eyed expression radiated from those piercing emerald eyes of hers; he knew the unspoken question she was asking. He flushed beneath her pleading gaze.
Damn my weakness for redheads with green eyes!
Todd turned his attention back to the suit, chewed his lip and nodded with a theatrical sigh of resignation. He took some comfort in the girlish squeal of joy and clapping he received that he was making the right decision. Shaking his head at her baffling excitement as they went off to find a salesclerk, he tried to approach it logically and drum up some outward enthusiasm for their new kinky purchase.
After all, what was the worst thing that could happen?
“Ah no, love. I want you to wear it.”
“Me?” Todd stared incredulously at Karen, a drooping piece of supper toast hanging from his mouth. “I thought…you were…were…gonna be the one wearing that thing.”
“It’s not a thing Todd,” she huffed, grabbing one of the pieces of toast he had brought in on a plate for them. “It’s a very sexy suit, and I’d like you to wear it for me.” She took a punctuating bite, gazing coquettishly at him over the toasted bread.
“But…but,” Todd spluttered uncomprehendingly, fumbling for his own piece of toast before he dropped it and made a mess of crumbs and butter. “It’s…got…and it’s…for girls!” He mimicked breasts with hand gestures over his chest.
Karen rolled her eyes at him. “Both guys and girls can wear it. Look, it says right here in the manual.”
She skimmed the slim user guide over to him; Todd oofed theatrically as it hit him in the chest and dropped in his lap. Pushing the remaining morsels of bread into his mouth, Todd opened and flipped through it and indeed there were fitting instructions for both male and female and how the technomagical latex would reshape itself to any build and height. “I’ll…uh…be somewhat taller than you…” He nervously quipped and forced a smile. His heart had begun to thump in his chest at the thought of being encased in the hooded suit of rubber.
Karen merely waggled her eyebrows lasciviously, smirking at him. “You know, I’ve always liked bigger and curvier girls…”
“Holy crap this stuff is tight!”
“Stop complaining and reach up!”
Todd grumbled as he raised his arms. He was already beginning to feel a little claustrophobic from the latex clinging to his skin. The sensation of it perceptively shifting and moving across it was something he wasn’t sure he would ever get used to. It felt more like a living thing than an artificial suit—all part of the fitting process apparently, and nothing to be concerned about. Or so the manual had stated. It certainly made a lot of noise, squeaking and creaking as it adjusted to his body-type, and he sighed in no small amount of relief as it began to feel a little less constricting. He looked down at the shapely breasts that now crowned his chest, then over at the ram-like hooded mask lying on the bed. That thing made him feel more nervous than anything, even more so than the wires and sticky pads stuck on his nipples and nethers and were connected to the associated female genitalia of the suit. He lowered his arms as the creaking, and the feeling of shifting movement ceased, the automated self-adjustment complete. He gazed at himself in the full-length mirror.
“Mmm…you look sexy, darling…”
He felt Karen slip her arms around his upper torso, giving the suit’s breasts a squeeze. Todd gasped as heat and pleasant tingling suddenly blossomed in his nipples; it felt damn good when she did that. Giggling nervously, Karen gave the supple rubber another couple of teasing squeezes and then let go.
“Just testing them out!”
He had to admit as he regarded himself in the mirror that there was indeed a dark and exotic allure to the suit. Todd felt heat flame up his neck and cheeks as his gaze wandered over the rounded mound of latex that covered his crotch between shapely feminine hips. His manhood replaced with glossy swollen labia that were very visible indeed and seemed to breathe and pulsate with a life of their own. A prominent, unhooded clitoris glistened between the folds.
"…and just this now."
He watched as Karen bent to retrieve the goat-like hood, giving her rump an appreciative glance—she did have a great ass, after all. The unwelcome, jittery feeling of anxious nervousness returned as she lifted the hood and carried it to him; he could feel beads of perspiration breaking across his brow as he once again thought about being completely encased in rubber. Sensing his anxiety, Karen leaned in, kissed his cheek and whispered words of appreciation for his courage and for being willing to go through this. In doing so, he felt a little better and braver. But not much.
“Darling, the manual says to just breathe slowly and calmly. You’ll be okay…”
Todd nodded, taking a deep breath as the stiff rubber hood was placed over his head. The thinner parts of it at the base flopped against his neck. He willed his racing nerves to calm…everything would be a-okay. Darkness descended, and he struggled not to panic as, with a hiss of air and a click of catch mechanisms engaging, the hood and the suit collar locked in place and formed a tight seal. He squeezed his eyes shut to hold back a fresh wave of panic, then slowly forced them open to see that a pale glowing reddish light now illuminated the insides of the hood. He was now able to see out through eye-level lenses, and though his field of view was decidedly narrower and slightly fuzzy thanks to the sultry illumination, it was certainly better than the pitch blackness into which he had been initially plunged. He could see Karen’s face and again there was a decidedly hungry expression on her wonder-struck face as she stepped forward and placed a hand on his latex-encased chest and spread her fingers out to feel the latex beneath them.
“Todd, you should see yourself, this is amazing…”
He could feel her hands curling around his upper arms to pull and guide him to the mirror. What he saw took there, reflected back at him, took his breath away. In his place was an unearthly, beautiful being of rubber; a fusion of goat and human. Diffused lighting from their bedroom fixtures dappled across the suit, accentuating every glossy curve; Todd felt sexy, exotic, and _dangerous. F_or the first time that night he felt aroused at the idea of making love to his girlfriend in the suit that had given him such a lush, feminine form.
“Hun, it’s simply amazing…”
“I could…ah…get used t-” Todd flinched as Karen gasp in shock. His voice, morphed and modulated by the arcane techno-magical mechanisms within the muzzle, shifted mid-sentence to that of a husky and distinctly feminine tone. Her desire-rich response, which made her sound more turned on than he had ever heard her be before, only fuelled his own nascent excitement and intrigue over his new form.
“Oh god, me too…”
Later, they lay entwined on the bed. Karen’s lips and hands moved over, clawing her nails into her boyfriend’s sleek and rubbery form; she was all too eager to taste, caress, and stroke. Cooing over and delighting in every squeak and creak induced from the latex suit and how it felt against her tongue. Within its tight confines, Todd wallowed helplessly in the stimulation fed to him by the suit’s sensory systems. He had found that it accentuated every sensation to levels far beyond the human norm. His member, bound and cocooned within a rubbery mesh-shell that prevented it from being felt through the suit, was stiff and engorged. As were his nipples; they hummed and pulsed with every squeeze of the pendulous breasts linked to them and ached for further stimulation. Mercifully, Karen was very eager to squeeze them. Adding to his arousal was the whispering voice that he could hear buzzing in his ears. To begin with, it had been at the very edge of his hearing and growing louder with every passing second. The tone was seductive enough to ensure that he strained to hear its every utterance.
“Horny like a goat…randy like a rutting ram…”
As the lascivious coupling continued, the voice droned on…and on…and on. A sensual commentary for everything he was feeling. Boring into his brain and subliminally implanting new drives, urges, and fetishes; tantalising him with erotic promises of deeper pleasures to come if he just gave in…obeyed…let his mind be drained of everything ancillary to his new purpose. His old sense of self and personality was drowning beneath layers of erotically charged reprogramming. It encouraged him to take a firmer, dominant hand with his girlfriend—something he would normally not think of doing. As he capitulated to the imprinted urges, a jolt of intense, rewarding pleasure surged through him as he jerkily swung his hooves to push himself up to a kneeling position. He braced his hands against Karen’s shoulders and firmly guided her down onto her back, pinning her slender waist between his thighs to straddle her. She squealed in sensual delight as he lowered his blunt muzzle to nip at and lap her chest, catching hold of his horns to encouragingly rub at them—she wanted him so badly. Curious as to how the texture of the rubbery fibres, Karen strayed down and around to those forming a mane on the back of her latex-clad boyfriend’s head and shoulders, languidly running her fingertips through and down it; it felt as divine as she had anticipated it would. Todd’s tongue flicked out within the muzzle in an effort to tease her naked flesh. The motion of doing so translated to the mouth at the end of the muzzle where a slick semi-liquid tongue slipped out to caress the stiff nipples crowning her tanned breasts and caused her to moan out in a dreamily ecstatic voice and writhe against the sheets.
“O-Oh Todd, it’s everything I wanted it to be…”
Todd?
The more he thought about it, and the longer he listened to the whispering voices of the suit’s re-programming arcane algorithms, the strange it felt to be called that. He obeyed the compulsion to look sidelong at his reflection in the bedside mirror, and the feeling of total disconnection intensified; to be referred to as Todd was incorrect…inappropriate. That was a male name.
“Goat Grrl…that is what you are…a lush Goat Grrl and a very, very horny one at that…”
The voice snarled the second half of the name in a most pleasing, enticing fashion, and he couldn’t help but agree. Especially about the horny part; god, she needed to breed and rut. She was wet…so very wet…
She. Much better too.
“Call me…Goat Grrl…”
“Oh yes, darling, anything that you want…”
Karen moaned out in shameless agreement to the rubber goat’s braying demand. Her thighs and hips twitched with the urge to be penetrated…to dock…anything for relief. The first droplets of heated fluid dripping from between her latex lover’s swollen rubber sex splattered upon her golden brown-tanned belly, sending her into shivers of raw, unfettered ecstasy. The liquid, fat and heavy, left a tiny puddle of thick black ooze where it fell, causing her to moan out at the sudden sensation of unfamiliar, sticky heat blossoming where the fluid touched. She kissed the goat-like muzzle eagerly as Goal Grrl leaned down to smear the glossy black fluid against her belly and thighs, entirely unable to resist the glossy allure and squeaking artificial skin. Nor from lapping at the angular smooth hooves that were presented to her as her boyfriend-turned-latex-sex-bomb swivelled her shapely legs to scissor around her and pull her rubber sex to hers. Despite the awkwardness of shifting posture like so, she nevertheless squealed out in joy as they made contact. She caught hold of the hoof formed of a stiffer and less pliant rubber and began running her tongue along the edges, delighting at the contrast of the texture. Panting against it as Goat Grrl ground against her and let out inhumanly alluring brays, Karen experienced something exquisitely pleasurable—more so than with any female she had previously been with. The rubber goat’s intimate lips were vibrating and humming at varying speeds, and the semi-liquid core at the heart of them felt deeply sensual and warm. She could already feel an orgasm fluttering through her nerves; a climax would be swift and inevitable after opening her eyes and drinking in the sight of those magnificent latex breasts squeaking and bouncing up and down; she definitely wanted to bury her face in those puppies later…
The first orgasm she experienced with Goat Grrl hit her hard and fast. It left her shivering from head to toe, panting out ecstatically as she rode the wave and desperately clung to and tried to keep pace with the horny rubbery anthro goat slamming their sexes together with rhythmic force.
“What…To…I mean…Goat…”
Karen babbled incoherency as with a braying roar the latex goat her boyfriend had become orgasmed a few moments after she did, disgorged a thick spray of black fluid over her. It not only drowned her own sex but also rained down over her belly, breasts, and face. As the sticky latex-cum splattered against onto her lips, Karen instinctively flicked her tongue out to taste it. As might be expected, an initial urge to gag at the strong, rubbery taste struck her, but she did not get a chance to splutter out a second query She suddenly found herself trapped by Goat Grrl’s thighs, the rubber goat moving now to straddle her head, squeezing it firmly between them. Pressing the hot, wet folds of her sex to her girlfriend’s face. Karen tried to push back, panicked by the richness of the rubber taste and the frightening feeling of the droplets moving of their own volition and swarming across her naked form and sex, but Goat Grrl’s thigh-grip was too strong and the feminine miasma of arousal too enticing.
“Drink, love. Drink down my sweet latex…”
Karen had little choice but to comply; she needed to breathe within the cloying embrace, but each time she did so more droplets of the parasitic latex sex-fluids dribbled into her mouth and added to her dizziness and warmth. How long she remained there she did not know and later no longer cared to even try to recollect. Eventually, a blissful unconsciousness took hold of her, and she tumbled into darkness, even as her body continued to quiver and tremble uncontrollably. The enchanted, latex-enriched fluids continued to stream into her mouth, spreading across her body, following the unauthorized arcane protocols infused into this particular range of IT&M sex toys by one sadistic industrial enchanter at the R&D department and hidden deep within the programming and, which the Quality & Safety department had somehow missed…
“Oh, I love it so!”
Karen stared at her reflection for a few moments longer before turning and hugging fellow Goat Grrl. Their bodies made a delightfully pleasant squeaking sound as they embraced. They were mirror-image twins of one another, now that the corruption process was finally complete. She had remained shorter and less busty than her love, and they looked glorious together. They both certainly appreciated the height difference between them, one more kink to add to the growing list. The rubber goat that had formerly been Todd couldn’t help but agree with her. She turned to her newly latex-encased mate, catching her in an enfolding hug and pressing the shorter Goal Grrl’s muzzle deep into her breasts. Muffling the squeaks and sound of muffled breathing and moans of delight…
Out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of the news report and statement from IT&M ticking along the bottom of the screen of the muted bedroom TV. The conglomerate had organised a hasty product recall for the Goat Grrl range of pleasure toys for ‘unconfirmed reasons of safety’ and was bracing for a PR disaster. She snorted, and a wry blunt-toothed smile was formed, pulled across her rubber muzzle by the malleable emotion engines. She had no intention of returning her suit and knew that her lover wouldn’t either; even if what had once been Karen had been able to remove her suit or even possessed the slightest desire to do so. They were both perfectly contented prisoners of the techno-magical constructs.
For certain, the launch was no doubt a disaster for some, but for others, such as Goat Grrl Alpha and Beta, it had resulted in a most pleasurable rebirth.