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Newlyn checked his phone one last time to make sure that he was in fact looking at the destination he had been directed to, though the giant building he stood in front of definitely looked the part of something that was called Raven's Factory. After confirming that this was the destination the snow leopard continued to look around until he found an area that was marked visitor's entrance. "Alright, I'm here at the place you told me to go," Newlyn texted on his phone. "So I just go in and say that I'm here to see if a package for Serathin is ready?"

"You got it. ^. .^" was the response that he got shortly after as he read the words that appeared on the screen. "They're super accommodating and will tell you where you need to go, I've gotten things from them before so they know who I am. Just make sure you go to the pick-up and delivery section of the factory since they handle everything there, you might even get to sneak a peek inside the factory itself! :D"

Though the snow leopard wasn't particularly enthused about touring a factory, his sabrewolf friend had been gushing about it though and it was enough to pique the feline's curiosity. From what he could discern on the internet when he looked up this place it appeared to be some sort of rubber suit and sex toy factory, which admittedly did make him wonder even more what the hybrid had ordered from them. He looked up at the sign of the door he was about to go into and noticed that he was at the visitor's entrance but had also found a directory to where he needed to go. It turned out that the shipping office was on the other side of the building and Newlyn groaned slightly before starting the walk around.

Once thing that Newlyn thought was nice was the atrium-like area that he walked through on the way to the back of the building. There were very nice fake plants, from leafy plants and flowers all the way up to rubber trees that glistened in the light of the sun streaming overhead. The other thing he noticed that caused him to blush slightly were the others that walked around as well. While one or two were dressed like him a large number of them were in head to toe latex, the snow leopard unable to see any of their features under the rubber and masks they wore.

Even though the feline tried not to stare at them as they passed by it was very hard, especially when some had their junk on display. While none of them were doing overtly lewd it was clear that they were used to people looking at them and they didn't even move their heads when he passed by. Eventually he got around to the back of the rather sprawling complex and found a large area marked for deliveries and pick-ups along with several large bay doors. There was a lot more commotion going on in this area and when he walked inside the office area he saw that it was busier in here then there was in the visitor's area as he made his way to the reception desk.

"Welcome to Raven's Factory," the female raven also dressed completely in rubber said as she looked up at him with a smile. "Are you here for picking up or delivery?"

"I guess I'm going to be inquiring about a pick-up?" Newlyn replied as he leaned on the desk. "It's actually for someone named Serathin, I'm just here to see if it's ready for him. I suppose that I would be able to pick it up for him if it's already ready, though if it's really big I'm going to have to bring my car around."

The raven nodded and went to her computer, typing in the information before pausing as the results came up. "It appears that your friend's order is waiting for you," she said as her smile widened, motioning over to the door that led further into the factory itself. "Just head right into processing room four and someone will meet you there in order to finish things up. I'll let them know that you're coming."

Newlyn thanked the receptionist and moved past her to the door, missing the knowing looks that she shared with one or two others completely clad in rubber as he went into the hallway. It appeared that the majority of doors led into other processing rooms that likely would finish up orders for people to pick up, though he saw one side was marked delivery while the other was marked pick-up. The door that he was about to go through was on the delivery side and it made him wonder if the sabrewolf had originally marked it as such. Nevertheless he went into the door marked with a number four on it and opened it.

What he found caused him to gasp, the entire room was covered from floor to ceiling in rubber, and in the middle of it a box sitting on a similar pedestal. It must have been the package for Serathin, he thought to himself as he walked inside the room and looked inside. "Oh my..." Newlyn said as he saw the shiny purple and black suit sitting inside of it. "I have to say, Serathin has some good taste."

"Greetings subject," a voice said suddenly over the loudspeaker in the room. "Thank you for choosing Raven's Factory, in order for you to continue with your experience please put on the suit and suit accessories. Once you are finished you may move on to phase two."

"Wait," Newlyn replied, looking around to see where the source of the voice was coming from. "This isn't mine, I'm not Serathin." When he looked around for the exit door, only to be unable to find it anymore on the otherwise uniform walls. "Excuse me, this isn't my suit!"

There was no other response from the loudspeakers and after a few minutes later the snow leopard sighed and looked back at the suit in the box. It appeared that the quickest way to get out of this was to just put it on and he was sure that his friend wouldn't mind it. Plus he had to admit that he had been intrigued by the nature of the suit in question, if it was just a normal rubber suit it wouldn't have come from a place like the Factory. Finally after a bit of deliberation his curiosity won out and he grabbed the suit to pull it out of the box.

"How do you put this thing on..." Newlyn said out loud as he turned the suit around to try and find a seam or something. As he turned it back around he finally did find an opening in the back of the black rubber. "Wow, its nearly invisible, I could have sworn though that I had already checked the middle of the back."

Suddenly something began to emerge from the opening in the suit and before Newlyn could do anything several latex tentacles had managed to wrap themselves around his wrists. He let out a cry of surprise and tried to drop the rubber, only to find that the tentacles kept them in contact with him as they continued to slither their way up his arms. As Newlyn attempted to shake it off more tentacles slid out of the suit as the slit in the rubber grew even wider. He tried to call out that this was some sort of mistake but he knew that no one was coming as more of the rubber appendages stretched out and wrapped around his waist and arms.

The snow leopard continued to try and struggle and shout but it didn't stop the suit from starting to cover up his body and he as the head of it began to drift towards him he swore he saw the draconic muzzle with a smirk on its face. But it wasn't long before something else caught his attention, namely the phallic shaped rubber tentacle that waggled on the inside of the hood as it came closer to his face. The black and purple latex was distorted as the back of the mask opened like a maw and continued to approach. As he tried to pull his head back to keep the head of the suit from latching onto him he could feel his arms getting sucked into the corresponding sleeves as the rubber melted around them.

Even as Newlyn struggled against the object trying to take him over he couldn't help but grow aroused from the rubber sliding against his body. It was no secret that he was found of the touch of rubber against his fur and this was no exception, especially as the shiny synthetic material coated his arms completely to the purple and black on his hands and fingers. Underneath the suit he could see the tentacles still moving around and as they moved around the latex sealed to his fur like a second skin. As it wrapped around his chest and back Newlyn gasped in shock when more of the appendages started to slither between his legs and against his groin.

That moment of surprise was all the head of the suit needed and snapped backwards onto the feline like a rubber band. Newlyn's shout turned into a muffled gurgle as the tentacle slid expertly into his muzzle like the tongue of the suit and as smaller tentacles wrapped around the back of his head and coated it. He could feel his mouth and tongue tingle strongly as the tentacle continued to slide down his throat, and as his face pressed against the inner rubber of the dragon hood he realized that something else was happening to him. His suspicions were confirmed when the tentacle that was gagging him had subsided and he felt his latex tongue lick against the inside of his rubber maw; the suit wasn't just covering him, it was transforming him into a rubber dragon!

The realization made him anxious, but also strangely horny as he was able to see through the eye holes of the suit and saw the shiny purple against his chest and stomach. The feeling was intense and as he rubbed his latex-covered fingers against the synthesizing skin of his front he couldn't help but shudder from the sensation. As the hood continued to stick against his feline muzzle he felt his actual physiology start to morph, like the draconic hood was shaping his head instead of conforming the other way around. It was the same thing that was happening to other appendages such as his tail as he couldn't tell whether his tail or the rubber tail of the suit that was thickening.

"Arrrgh... damn..." Newlyn exclaimed as he was practically on his knees. That was when not only his altered legs but his cock, which had long since been coated in purple latex, rubbed against the synthetic floor. His body sank down a bit in the cushioned surface as he watched ridges forming along the shaft of it while he began to thrust against it. It also grew a few inches with each rocking of his hips and the added stimulation only distracted the changing creature. "He's... going to love this... this suit..."

By this point most of the Newlyn's fur and clothing had been completely coated by the shiny rubber and as it continued to tighten around his body his eyes widened in surprise. His outfit had been able to be seen in the contours of the latex suit began to smooth over. Whatever it was made of had completely eaten away his clothing, leaving him naked underneath it as the last of his body was completely enveloped. The suit wasn't quite done with him yet though as he felt the rubber pool up between his rear before pushing inside him, causing him to practically claw against the floor as he was penetrated.

With the ability to feel the inside of his latex mouth and inner maw Newlyn could take a guess what was happening to his tailhole as the horns of the suit anchored themselves to his skull. He could feel his restrained ears melting against his head as the last of his body shifted, his toes merging into slightly more padded versions of his paws. As the tentacle merging with his insides pressed against his prostrate the rubberized male gasped as he orgasmed, practically writhing on the floor which only served to rub his latex body against the similar floor. It took ages before Newlyn finally could still himself enough to stop stimulating himself and when he did he laid there panting with his purple and black rubber trembling.

"Alright, I put the suit on..." Newlyn said once he finally caught his breath. "Since it turned me into a rubber dragon can you tell me how to reverse the process and get my clothes back? I don't think my friend would appreciate walking around in his property."

"Suit process incomplete," the voice said about a minute later. "Please complete suit assembly before moving on."

Newlyn's rubber jaw dropped and he looked at his shiny body in the light before looking back around where the cameras could possibly be. "Really?!" he said as he stood up, still shuddering slightly as the rubber suit moved with him like a second skin, though as he thought about he supposed that at the moment it really was his skin. "I can feel this thing inside of me, how much more suited up could I possible get?"

There was no response to his inquiry and in trustration he knocked the box off of the pedestal and onto the floor. When he did he saw several items spill out of it that he hadn't seen due to being blocked by the suit and when he knelt down to pick them up he realized what they were. "I should have guessed," Newlyn said to himself as he held one of the cuffs that had fallen out. "The sabrewolf does enjoy his cuffs."

There were about a dozen different cuffs there in a lighter purple latex, and thankfully there were labels on the inside bands that told him where they should go. The easy ones were his ankles and wrists, followed by the bicep and thighs. He couldn't help but once more get aroused from the feel of it against his synthetic skin, framing his muscles that he swore look bigger. Though he didn't really have anything to reference it his body definitely was more toned, not swollen like some athletes or bodybuilders but lithe like a swimmer or runner.

The transformed male took a few moments to admire his body after tightening the last strap onto his thigh and felt the muscle flex underneath it. He still had two more bands and the harness to go, and with the latex being somewhat pliable he was able to get the chest straps over his back and shoulders before securing them to the metal ring at the center of it. Once they were nestled in its proper place a grin began to form on his muzzle as he continued to show off to himself. Even though he knew he shouldn't be enjoying something that he was supposed to just be picking up for a friend he figured that because of circumstances he couldn't help it.

He gave his form a few more strokes before he took the last two straps and put them in the last places that were needed. His new rubber draconic tail twitched and made it slightly difficult for him to put the cuffs on but the flexibility of his form allowed him to nearly twist himself backwards to help him with it. When he got the last one secured towards the tip of his tail he heard a beep and heard the door open, Newlyn finally breathing a sigh of relief as he got up while his brain thought about how he was going to get home and also explain to the sabrewolf why he had to wear his suit home if they didn't get it off of him.

When Newlyn looked at the door he came in however his relief turned to confusion when he saw that the door had not opened like he had previously thought. His eyes narrowed slightly before he looked around and saw that there was a way that had opened, just not the way that he had wanted. He cautiously approached it and looked on the other side of the threshold to see that it was a smaller room that was padded in a similar manner to the first one. When it was clear that there was no other way out he took a few steps forward into the booth and nearly jumped when the wall slid shut behind him.

"Begin luster enhancement," was all the electronic voice said as suddenly Newlyn found himself getting sprayed with something from tiny nozzles that were positioned from head to toe in the booth. He sputtered slightly as the mist got everywhere, clinging to every inch of his body including inside his mouth as he found himself rotated to try and find some angle where his face wasn't getting sprayed as well. It only lasted for about thirty seconds though and when it was done the nozzles retreated into the wall and a number of other objects popped out.

Newlyn's eyes widened slightly when he saw they looked like the rotating drying pads that one would see in a car wash as they approached him while spinning. Though the rubber dragon braced himself the pads were surprisingly gentle and very soft as they began to press against his skin. As it rubbed against his sensitive latex skin it also caused him to squirm slightly and shift about as they made sure to get every inch of his body. There was even a small one that took advantage of a particularly loud moan of his and the tiny brush popped into his mouth like a toothbrush.

Just like with the nozzles the brushes only lasted about half a minute before they finally retreated back into the walls, leaving Newlyn alone once more. "Buffering complete," the electronic voice said as a different section of wall opened. "Subject will move into the next booth."

With nowhere else to go Newlyn decided follow along for now, though most of his thoughts were pre-occupied on how shiny he looked. In the light that shined down from the ceiling he practically gleamed and it made him look all the sexier for it. As quick as those thoughts came into his head though he quickly shook them out, reminding himself that this wasn't his suit and that he needed to get it off. He steeled his resolve and went into the next space, which was just as small as the one he left as he was once more sealed in.

"Performing integrity check and documentation," the voice said in its usual monotone. "Please provide multiple angles in order to get full spectrum of suit angles. Subject can proceed once suit integrity is confirmed."

As the rubber dragon looked around to figure out what was going on he was suddenly blinded for a second by a flash that caused him to blink several times. Once the spots cleared his eyes he saw a black orb that was hovering in front of his face. "So... need some photographs or is this video?" he asked as he attempted to reach out and touch the sphere only to have it dart slightly away from him. "I don't suppose that I can now tell you that this isn't my suit and that you have the wrong person, because if for some reason this ruins the suit and Serathin goes after you I'm going to help him."

As usual he was given nothing but silence as he frowned, then just quickly turned around with his arms raised so that he could get it over with. When nothing seemed to happen he frowned and looked at the object while wondering what to do. Newlyn sighed and put his arms back behind his head in frustration and when he did the flash went off once more, causing the rubber dragon to once more blink in confusion before looking down at himself and more specifically the pose that he was in. "So that's what you want..."

Newlyn turned and arched his back while flexing his arms like one would see in a bodybuilder pose, once more being rewarded with a flash and the camera beginning to move around him. Documentation indeed, the former feline thought to himself as he bent forward next and grabbed one of his feet to show off his flexibility. His mind thought of those that were higher up looking at these photos and he was glad that the black and purple rubber covered up his real identity. The thought of his anonymity actually spurred him one to take sexier poses just to really give those that were higher up a show as he bent all the way backwards with his hips in the air.

There were more flashes and more poses to the point where Newlyn lost track of how many he had done, though surely he had done enough that they could have examined every inch of his rubberized body twice over by now. After being in a kneeling position on the floor with his cock out and his hands near his ankles he looked straight at the camera, receiving once more flash before the spherical object retreated into the ceiling. It appeared to Newlyn that they had gotten everything they wanted as another section of the wall slid open, once more pushing him in the direction opposite of the exit.

The draconic rubber feet of the suited male found himself heading down a corridor this time, the walls no longer lined with latex like before as he ran his clawed fingers along the steel. There was something ominous about the way that the lights flickered overhead, causing him to swallow hard as he found himself still walking forward. A growing section of his mind debated with him that this had gone completely too far, that whatever The Factory was doing was not what had been ordered by his friend. Had he unknowingly stumbled upon some sort of trap, something that ensnared him instead of their intended target?

After a number of twists and turns Newlyn found himself in front of an open bulkhead that led into the darkness of another room. "Come on..." the rubber dragon said in disbelieve as he stood at the threshold. "That just screams that I'm about to walk into something dark and sinister. You can't expect me to just walk into that, there has to something else that I can do."

But once more he was only greeted with silence and he knew that whether or not this was some trick he wasn't going to solve it just standing there, steeling his resolve when he stepped over the bulkhead and inside the room. As he remained standing there the door slowly closed behind him. "SLAVE TRAINING ROOM #335," were the words on the metal door that had been hidden until then, and when it finally sealed shut more words appeared beneath it. "TRAINING IN PROGRESS."