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Newlyn walked down the street while he folded up his umbrella, the rains that had been soaking the city finally abating just as the sun was about to set. The clouds remained though and hastened the dusk, causing the streets to become illuminated by street lamps as the snow leopard made his way past The Factory, a massive campus owned by an elusive creature known only as The Raven. Though it wasn't exactly on his route home he couldn't help but go by it and despite others taking an alternate route to avoid it he always passed by the fences in order to see the rubber creatures that dwelled within. It was usually an interesting experience either way and even the rain couldn't deter him from making his usual rounds.

"Looks like we weren't the only ones that decided to take shelter from the rains," the snow leopard said with a sigh as he came across the vacant space. "Ah well, can't help that I guess. You'd think that rubber creatures wouldn't mind getting a little wet."

As he turned the corner and went down the alley that cut between the facility and an old warehouse he immediately wished that he hadn't. The unkept road had collected a lot of water and he felt his shoes get soaked more than once. Though he frowned slightly he continued to press forward knowing that there were dry socks waiting for him when he got back to his apartment. It was the most boring part of his walk but at the end of the alley was a rather decent noodle store that he was thinking about stopping at, already he could smell a bit of the delicious cooking as he hastened his walk towards it...

Newlyn had been so preoccupied with the thought of ordering food that he hadn't noticed that one of the puddles he was about to walk through looked different than the rest. It was shiny and the surface had a black and purple oily coloration to it as he began to walk through it. The second that his foot set down on the substance it slipped, the snow leopard letting out a cry as he fell backwards. "Oh come on!" Newlyn shouted as he tried to lift himself out of the water, only to realize it was thicker than the usual puddle as he looked down at what he had just fallen into.

Unlike the water that normally filled the depressions in the road this one was more like sludge, but when he looked at his partially covered legs and crotch he saw that it had eaten his clothes away like acid. It didn't take much to realize what has happened; part of the reason that others had avoided walking near The Factory were the stories of those that got too close to the facility were snatched and converted into rubber creatures themselves. Though he thought they were just stories the situation that unfolded in front of him showed there was far more truth to them than he thought. As the shiny substance crawled up his shirt to eat away at it as well something else began to happen to Newlyn that caused his eyes to nearly cross, feeling a tendril of the rubber beginning to push up into his tailhole.

As the feline was penetrated by the rubber puddle Newlyn began to feel the latex slide up his tail, starting at the base and defying gravity to work his way up the appendage. At the same time the black substance had completely dissolved away his clothing and left the snow leopard completely naked. But the rubber wasn't going to leave him that way for long as the shiny material slithered through his fur before coating it completely. The entire time Newlyn attempted to get up to run and get help, but each attempt to get up the tentacle that had continued to penetrate him pushed against his prostate to cause the pleasure to make him weak in the knees and fall back down.

At this point the rubber had completely coated his legs and groin and though he couldn't tell by the smooth surface he knew that the fur hadn't been covered, it had completely assimilated it. As tendrils began to slide their way up his member, which had already started to get hard from the stimulation and the feel of the exotic material against him, a second layer of rubber cascaded up over the first that turned a deep purple. His normally feline feet had also been reshaped, turning into something more draconic in nature as a similar transformation was happening to his cock. The smooth, sensitive flesh of his shaft grew more ridged on the underside as the rubber engulfed it and became a bright pink. Bumps appeared on the side of his mutated member as the head became slightly spaded and tapered at the tip, causing Newlyn to groan as his transformation to progress.

"Looks like someone is having a bit of a problem containing themselves," a voice said as Newlyn once more moaned he heard a voice that was next to his ears. "Perhaps I could help you out..." The snow leopard felt his heart skip a beat as he believed that someone had somehow seen him from The Factory and had come to save him, only to see no one behind or around him. There was a few seconds where the pleasured feline heard a whisper and finally saw who was making the noise.

"No... no way..." Newlyn managed to gasp as he saw what had made the noise. "It's not possible..." What the snow leopard said when he saw what was talking to him. It was the rubber head of a dragon that had grown out of the tail and looked at him with a smirk. It was a surreal sight to behold as it continued to hover in front of the feline's face.

"Shhhh..." The dragon mask said as it looked at him with cyan rubber lenses that was surrounded by purple rubber that framed them. "I can already see it in you, the need to submit to me. I haven't even completely engulfed you yet and you desire to become one with me, to be controlled..."

Newlyn tried to look away but when he tried to rebel against what the mask had said the rubber tentacle in his backside swelled and caused him to gasp. It was enough to break him out of that mindset and drop him down to a different level, one that was more natural for the snow leopard as he felt the purple and black latex continued creep up his chest and his back. Even though Newlyn wanted to put up a front deep down he knew that the dragon was corrupt... secretly this was something that he desired as his rubberized cock throbbed hard in pleasure in reward for the thought. As the snow leopard was so lost in pleasure he didn't realize that the dragon mask has turned itself around and stretched out from the rubber that had engulfed his tail towards his face.

As the thick rubber crawled up his arms and over his shoulders Newlyn suddenly felt another prodding against his prostate and his muzzle opened in a pleasured gasp. The second that his lips parted the tentacle that had extended from the back of the mask pushed its way inside, forming into a gag that mimicked the rubber dragon cock that had become his own. It was enough that Newlyn snapped out of his pleasured stupor and he finally found his arms able to move again. As his hands shot up to try and get the mask off of him he could feel the edges of it slide over his skull and felt the tendrils inside the latex push their way into his ears.

While the last of Newlyn's snow leopard fur was covered by the black and purple rubber the dildos that formed in both his muzzle and his tailhole began to undulate in and out of him. With his transformation into a rubber suited dragon complete Newlyn managed to open his eyes and look through the cyan tinted lenses of the draconic mask he once more groaned loudly. The muzzle of the mask opened seamlessly with his own and even its tongue waggled passed his lips while it continued to thrust into his mouth to gag him. With the last of the smart rubber pushed its way over his body it writhed on the ground, sliding in the mud as he began to hear things whispered into his ears.

Be a good dragon... that's what the voice told him as his body became acclimated to his new body... or was it just a suit? Newlyn couldn't tell anymore, all his world was the voice in his head telling him what he should be and the feel of rubber as his hands slid down to his new cock and began to stroke. By this point the gooey latex was completely gone, all if it now resting on or in the former feline's body as he finally got enough composure to stroke himself. It no longer occurred to him that he had just been completely altered and he was now pleasuring himself in an alley, the gag keeping him quiet as he stroked himself off. Even when the dildo that had been keeping him in the throes of lust had melted away and left his hole open the emptiness that it made caused him to use the next best thing he had, his hand almost instinctively reaching out and grabbing his rubberized tail and shoving the tip into his newly opened hole.

"Listen closely," the voice in his ears said as Newlyn continued to stroke himself, the pleasure intensifying with every stroke as those dulcet tones rang in his ears. "You are a rubber dragon now, property of Raven and The Factory. Sensors have detected that you are in a public setting, please stand by for further instructions."

After a few minutes Newlyn the rubber dragon stood up and looked around, his hazy mind looking around the darkened alley as his mind soaked in the new orders instilled in him while he was pleasuring himself. Though it wasn't much in the way of mental conditioning it did manage to instill one order in particular; go into the factory campus and turn yourself in so that he could be properly programmed and conditioned into a proper rubber dragon. Even though his rational mind told him that if he stepped foot in The Factory his life as he knew it would be over, but a growing part of him wondered if that was such a bad thing as his rubber cock slid back inside his slit. Despite his confliction he found himself putting one foot in front of the other towards the entrance to The Factory.

A few minutes later Newlyn couldn't even remember what his original destination was anymore as he slowly opened the door and walked inside. It had been the main visitor entrance to the facility and even though he knew he had to get inside it still felt odd... like he wasn't supposed to be there in the first place. But that still didn't deter him from moving forward as he went up to the reception desk and stood there silently. The receptionist gave him one look before he nodded silently before she picked up her phone and made a call. Once she was done she told Newlyn to have a seat and the rubber dragon immediately found himself moving to a nearby chair and sat down.

The minutes passed but Newlyn found himself in a haze as he waited for further instruction, feeling more comfortable now that he was in the factory. Though he knew that the dragon suit, or rather the rubber dragon he had become, wasn't controlled by an AI like he had originally thought, instead he realized that it was The Factory itself that had pumped the new information into his head. It didn't matter to him though, especially when the door that went into the factory opened and three creatures came out. The first one was what was typically referred to as a Guard, one of the rubber creatures that protect The Factory, and on his shoulder was a raven that was talking to a raptor that looked like he was in a silver rubber gimp suit.

"It looks like we have ourselves a guest," the bird said once they saw Newlyn was sitting there, a grin on his beak. "I don't believe I had anyone on the schedule today, what's your name and where did you come from?"

"My name..." It took a second for the rubber dragon to find his name, like it had been hidden away in his mind before he dredged it up. "Newlyn... my name is Newlyn. I was just walking around outside The Factory and I slipped and fell in some sort of rubbery substance that turned me into this."

"Looks like we had ourselves a bit of a mismanaged delivery," Raven said as he ruffled his feathers before looking over at the synthetic saurian. "It seems like there doesn't seem to be any major personality fracturing, that's a good sign that we can salvage something out of this. While I could just get one of my processors to take care of this one I wouldn't mind if I left a blank in your vary capable hands."

"I would be more than happy to," Klaine said as he looked back to Newlyn. "Just let me go and grab something quick and I'll get him out of your feathers boss."

The raven nodded and watched as the rubber raptor walked back into the factory, the Raven looking at the rubber dragon as the rubber dragon stood there anxiously. The hypnotic suggestion had started to wear off and the former snow leopard was starting to feel like his old self. But his body no longer felt like his own... it was like he was wearing the skin of someone else and from what it sounded like it wasn't too far from the truth. Before he could say anything about it though Klaine came back and moved directly to the dragon.

Newlyn's eyes widened behind the lenses of the mask as he felt something slide around the latex skin on his neck. It didn't take long for him to realize that it was a rubber collar, and a rather heavy one at that as the raptor clipped on a shiny silver leash that was fused on it. As Klaine took a few steps back and drew out the leash the newly minted rubber dragon watched as the leash, which had been formed from a strap that was on the saurian's arm, kept pulling away. By the time he was done the silver raptor had completely exposed his arm and showed the bright green and blue goo underneath.

"You're... made of goo?" Newlyn managed to ask as he felt a gentle tug on the leash that prompted him to move towards the factory.

"I'm... complex," Klaine replied and though the gas mask covered his face he could swear that there was a smirk on his face. "The best way to explain it is that I'm a symbiotic creature encased in a living rubber that is similar to the stuff that you're covered in. Also just like yourself my transformation came from an industrial accident, luckily for the both of us The Factory is more than willing to help with anything that we could ever need."

As they began to walk through the factory Newlyn was nearly overloaded with the sheer number of things that were happening. In one area other furs were being rubberized by getting dipped into vats while others were in some sort of specialized tube or pod while in others already rubber creatures were being shined, polished and outfitted with various pieces of gear as they stood there patiently. Everywhere guards roamed about making sure that things were going smoothly while technicians like what the rubber dragon assumed Klaine was continued to operate the machines. Eventually they got off the factory floor and into another room where the purple and black latex creature saw rows upon rows of gear just waiting to be used.

"How does Raven do it all..." Newlyn said in mystified awe as he began to move his way down the racks wherever the symbiote raptor led him on his leash. "There's so much stuff here that he could probably sell to every person in the world without having to make a single new piece."

Klaine just chuckled while he grabbed a harness and put it against Newlyn's new body, looking at it for a second before shaking his head and moving on. "The boss has quite an extensive market reach," the rubber raptor explained as he repeated the sizing process a few more times with several different types of harnesses. "I should know, I go out there and sell for him. You meet a lot of interesting people while you're trying to sell them various rubber items, sometimes a person might shyly buy just a pair of cuffs and a collar while others order half the catalogue. Once I was selling to this frathouse that bought just a few harnesses and a transformative or two as a joke and less than a day later I had to go back so they could blow their whole budget on gear... speaking of which I think this on is perfect on you."

Newlyn looked down to see a traditional x-strap harness, the metal ring shining in the middle of it as he began to drape the bright blue straps over his flat latex stomach and pectorals. He hadn't realized that his body type had changed as well but though he retained his lithe form the rubber added a bit of muscle to his frame. Klaine continued to slide his goo hands over him as he fixed the straps around his back together. Unlike the traditional buckles these strapped merged together until there was no seam at all, the ends fusing and tightening on their own until they felt snug against the rubber dragon's body.

As the final strap was secured to the collar Newlyn slid a latex finger between his body and the sensation he felt from it was exquisite. It also brought home the fact he wasn't wearing a normal rubber suit as the feeling translated directly onto him like it was actually his skin he was touching and the longer he wore it the more he felt... needy, almost like he desired more of it on him. How had the Raven managed to do something like this, and why was this rubber dragon suit just sitting in a puddle outside the factory? Was it really a misguided delivery like Raven had said, or had there been something else in play?

Those thoughts were quickly lost as he felt the straps on his chest get pulled forward and the rubber raptor kissed him on the lips, feeling the latex of his maw tingle as the tentacle-like tongue slithered into and all over his mouth before pulling away. "Sorry, couldn't resist," Klaine said with a grin as he gave Newlyn a wink. "I should at least wait until you get properly oriented in your role before we start making out, don't want the boss to think that I'm sampling the wares before I finish."

"Sampling the wares?" Newlyn asked as he was guided to another section of rubber gear, blinking his cyan eyes in confusion as they now were in front of various cuffs. "What do you mean?"

The symbiotic saurian's grin widened as he glanced over at him. "What, do you think we're just kitting you out like this as a parting gift? You're wearing a factory dragon suit, so a factory dragon you shall be. Now I know I used like an ice blue for your chest straps but I'm thinking for the cuffs that I'm going to go a little darker..."

"Wait wait wait," Newlyn said as Klaine pressed one of the deeper blue rubber cuffs against his wrist to see if the coloration was a good match. "I can't just abandon my life... I have a job already! And an apartment!"

"Oh really?" Klaine smirked. "So tell me then, why would this suit choose you then if you valued that life so much? If you can tell me honestly that the idea of being a rubber dragon in the employ of The Factory doesn't sound like the greatest opportunity of your life and I'll strip the suit off of you myself and let you go back to being on the outside of the campus looking in."

There was a moment of pause as Newlyn realized that the factory had known about his voyeuristic pursuits outside of the facility... how long had they been watching him as he did the same to them? It started to seem like the dragon suit being left out in the alley was less than accidental. But... at the same time he couldn't bring himself to be angry at the situation. He should have been at least dismayed at the prospect of being assimilated into The Factory but the thought of being a rubber factory dragon was... oddly appealing to him the more he thought about it.

Before he could ask about it though he saw that the rubber raptor had already made his choice on the pair of cuffs he wanted, keeping to the icy blue rubber that he was so keen on before as they sealed around his wrist. When Klaine put the second one on his other arm he felt even more subservient, like every time that rubber was fused against his body it caused him to be even more submissive to the other rubber creature. It appeared that Klaine knew exactly what was happening to him as his advances also become more amorous, his gelatinous fingers pressed against his latex jaw.

"You are becoming such a good dragon boy," Klaine hissed as he brought his lips in close, the rubber mask peeling back and revealing the gooey creature underneath. Even though he was completely made of gel his face was sculpted to look like a typical raptor man, seeing that smile he had heard only through his voice before as the rest of his silver rubber suit was absorbed inside him. "I wanted to make sure you were comfortable before I did the same."

Newlyn wasn't sure what to say as the gel raptor sensually slid down his body and began to put the other two rubber straps around his ankles. The rubber dragon began to feel weak in the knees, not only from the stimulation he was getting from the raptor but also from the bondage that was being put on his body. "What's happening to me," Newlyn said as he felt almost lightheaded as he looked down at his purple rubber hands. "I feel... so strange..."

"I'm sure as you might have guessed right now this is far more than just physical bondage straps that I'm putting on you," Klaine explained as he slid himself up Newlyn's body before being muzzle to muzzle with him once again. "These are a very special type of restraints that not only give you the look of a proper rubber dragon toy but also helps accentuate those already submissive features you must have had. Given how far you've already succumbed to them with just the cuffs, collar, and harness I can only imagine how much you already wanted this... so before we go further I want to make sure that you see yourself."

The two backed away from the cuffs area in order to head towards another room, Klaine opening it up to reveal a room that was covered wall to wall with mirrors. He was able to watch himself as he walked into the room and watched the reflection of Klaine lead his reflection into the middle of the room in order to show himself off. Once he was there Klaine helped show Newlyn off as the former snow leopard looked at himself in awe. For the first time since he had slipped in that puddle he finally was able to see fully the transformation that had taken place over his body; his black and purple body shined in the light above him and those ice blue rubber straps hugged his body tightly and showed off his form perfectly along with his cuffs and the silver color around his neck.

"I love a shiny dragon," Klaine said as Newlyn saw the raptor's head poke over his shoulder. "How are you acclimating to your new life as a factory dragon? Looks like you're doing rather well."

All Newlyn could do was nod as he began to slide his hands over new body only to feel a second pair do the same behind him. He had expected to feel the goo raptor's hands as being slimy or wet, but instead there was a frictionless feel to it as Klaine's tail wrapped around his waist and down his leg. The rubber dragon heard the raptor whisper in his ears that this was just the beginning... but before they could go any further he finally wanted a chance to see what their newest convert could do. Newlyn continued to watch as several of those blue and green goo tentacles coiled around his arms and legs and began to spread them out.

It didn't take long before Newlyn felt his latex dragon feet get lifted off the ground, the gel appendages were surprisingly strong as they turned him around so that he faced the symbiote. They continued to keep him suspended in the air as he was positioned so that he was in the air facing up. It was a strange experience as he felt his cuffed ankles get wrapped around until they were touching his back, his latex thighs rubbing against Klaine's gooey sides. It was like he was on a bed made of air as the raptor's thick cock slid along his rubberized rear and long his tailbase before it began to push up into him.

As the head of that member began to slide up against the rubber dragon's hole the first thing that he instinctively thought about is the fact that they hadn't lubed up or anything before he realized that the goo raptor was essentially made of the stuff. A strange sense of curiosity filled him as he wondered what that was going to be like, combined with the submissive nature brought by the cuffs made lithe latex creature the perfect receptacle for the symbiote's lusts. As the dragon began to get his whole stretched out he also began to feel a tingle that accompanied the pleasure. Even though his arms and legs were completely suspended in the air he could feel them start to go numb as the tail that had been slithering around his synthetic body wrapped around his waist and lifted it up so that the cock had easier access.

Newlyn gasped as his walls were spread open by the gel cock, the appendage shifting about in order to perfectly fit him so that it gave him the maximum amount of pleasure without feeling uncomfortable. Though he couldn't see it the rubber dragon knew that the suit had completely rubberized his insides, or at the very least his tailhole as Klaine continued to push inside him. The tentacles that held him stretched slightly as his entire body shuddered from the arousal that he was getting. His own pink rubber cock stretched out in response to the stimulation and the tingle that he felt with his fingers and toes was also strongly felt in his groin as well.

"I think... something is wrong with my suit," Newlyn huffed as Klaine began to rock his hips and slide in and out of his hole. "I feel really strange... like my fingers are pressed against a live wire or something. Perhaps we should... call Raven or something?"

"Oh I wouldn't worry about that," Klaine replied with a smirk as he gave a little bit of a thrust to get even deeper into the suspended rubber creature. "As a symbiote I often take a little bit of energy from those that I'm with, helps keep me in this wonderful form that I'm in but also keeps me able to manipulate the liquid rubber you see floating about inside my body. It's sort of like being a succubus except not nearly as invasive and you keep your soul intact... so it's better."

Newlyn was about to respond when one of the goo tentacles that had been around his chest and neck came up and pushed itself into his maw and stretched out his lips before pushing deeper into his draconic muzzle. When he was able to turn his head and look at the reflection in the mirror he saw that his entire body looked like he was being completely be engulfed in them. The raptor's cock continued to remain lodged deep in his tailhole as the tentacles of gel continued to wiggle from Klaine's body to where they were wrapped around his. It looked like he was being infested with tentacles, but he knew that Klaine had him there for entirely different reasons as his body was rocked back and forth from the raptor's thrusts.

With the rubber dragon completely at the will of the raptor that had bound him all he could do was bask in the pleasure that coursed through his body. His mouth was open in pure bliss as his tongue lolled out of his body past the tentacle that stuffed his maw. Newlyn remained in the raptor's gooey embrace for at least a couple minutes, if not an hour, before he finally found his own release at the hands of his captor. The entire time that Klaine was thrusting into him he had been stroking the erect rubber length of the other male and when he finally came the suit seemed to capture his seed as Klaine seemed to orgasm at around the same time.

Once the two were finished Klaine used his goo tentacles to set Newlyn back down on the ground, then grinned and petted him on the nose as the last of his appendages retreated back into his body. "Well then rubber dragon," Klaine said with a smirk as he petted Newlyn on the muzzle. "How are you enjoying yourself?"

"I have to admit that I'm really getting into this," Newlyn replied with a sheepish grin. "Perhaps I can get into this after all."

"Well that is wonderful to hear," Klaine replied as his grin grew wider on his muzzle that caused Newlyn to look at him with slight concern in his intentions. "Of course you still have a lot to learn, luckily I know just the thing to help you get more accustomed to how things work. But the first thing we have to do is curb that chatty muzzle of yours, which means its back to the equipment warehouse for you..."

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