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When Shawn finally saw the light once more it was when the rubber that had completely encased his body began to recede, the feeder vine that had been supplying him with an almost non-stop supply of nectar pulling out of his body. Though he could hear and see what the white rubber dragon was saying none of it seemed to register to him, mostly because the only voice he had been listening to up until that point was the flower, which was now gone. Without its soothing melodic words Shawn's mind was completely blank as he looked at Jiro with glazed over eyes.

Fortunately it didn't take long for the blue and red rubber dragon's thought processes to reboot, Shawn shaking his head as his mental faculties quickly returned to him. While it hadn't been the first time he was in such a state the fact that the voice was so constant and assertive made him completely lose himself for a while, something that caused a shiver of emotion that he couldn't quite explain as Jiro checked him over. "Looks like your erection had subsided completely now," the researcher said as Shawn breathed a sigh of relief when his maleness finally went entirely soft. "It appears that nectar packs quite a punch."

"You're telling me," Shawn replied with a chuckle.

"Well I have some other things that I would like to show you, but for now I have to make sure that you're back to normal and maybe run another test or two," Jiro explained as he strapped a cuff to Shawn's arm. "Tell me, honestly, what did you think of the plant? Any feedback would be quite appreciated so that I can keep tweaking the parameters before they go public."

The question surprised Shawn slightly and as he recollected back on his experience he could feel his groin begin to stir once more, thankfully he was able to keep himself under control as he thought of his experience as a rubber tulip pistil. As Jiro helped him back up and started to make their way towards the main cave area Shawn relayed his experience and how he would have maybe liked a little more consciousness while he was in there, though part of that lack of thought was due to the mind-blowing pleasure that he experienced while he was milked of his converted seed by a giant flower. Jiro was keenly interested in the other rubber dragon's observation and jotted down numerous notes as Shawn was set to relax on one of his couches in an area he called the central cavern.

Once they were sure that he had made a complete recovery, which included a take-out lunch and a few hours playing video games on Jiro's projection television on a cave wall, the white rubber dragon informed Shawn that he had another aspect of his cave den that he wanted to show him. Shawn's head tilted slightly as he saw the smirk on the other dragon's face but followed him anyway deeper into the cave itself. As they walked Shawn began to get a scope for how much of the faux cave really spanned, likely taking up the entirety of the factory floor and possibly a second. When they got to a stairwell though it was clear that they weren't going up as Shawn watched Jiro start to go downwards.

As they went down the rubber covered stairs into what was likely the storage basement of the warehouse Shawn had already started to hear strange things coming from the darkened room. When they arrived at a large steel door set into the rubberized rock he took out a key but stopped short before he put it into the hole. "Now what you are about to see is something that I'm keeping very close to the chest," he warned as Shawn looked between him and the key that was about to unlock the door. "Can I trust you that no matter what you're going to keep this a secret between you and me?"

Shawn nodded and Jiro did as well before he finally turned the key and opened the door slowly. On the other side of the room everything was dimly lit, but what Shawn could see was that it was one large room that was rather barren save for the recesses that were in the walls that had thick metal bars on them. In the middle of it was what appeared to be a set of straps on a slightly raised platform but the second that Shawn stepped into the room to go and look at it he heard a loud bang that caused him to nearly jump out of his skin. It came from the first little cave on the side and though he had been frightened it wasn't enough to stop him from going forward to see what had caused the noise, gasping slightly in surprise at what he saw enter into the pool of light.

It was a rubber dragon, but unlike him this one looked and acted like it was completely feral in nature. While Shawn had a taste of being a feral he was just himself playing a part, this one had everything from the elongated body to the forepaws and hindleg muscle distribution. Had he just been introduced to this he would have sworn that he saw a real shiny dragon from the books of legend and myth as he watched it try to reach out its paws to grab at him. Around his neck and just above those latex paws were metal bands, all of them with a green light on the side as the creature continued to attempt to swipe at him while growling and snarling.

"As you can see I've taken my rubber feral dragon experimentation to the next level," Jiro said, Shawn turning quickly to see that the other rubber creature had snuck up behind him. "All of my volunteers here were instrumental in the progression of the drug that you had taken part in yourself, all of them completely aware on a subconscious level but incapable of higher thought processes. They get to live, breathe, and be the feral rubber dragons just like those that are written about in fable lore. Though I've managed to make the effects permanent here the environment plays a huge factor, the second a feral steps out into the outside they snap back instantly to their old selves... at least mentally."

"Wait... you're saying these guys are going to be like this... forever?" Shawn replied in astonishment as he knelt down and stared into the eyes of the creature on the other side of the bars, trying to see the intelligence in those latex reptilian eyes but finding only the beast. "That's quite the commitment, how do they take care of themselves? Are they just going to stay locked down here?"

"Of course not," Jiro replied with a scoff. "Even with the funding provided by the club I'd be out on my tail in a month if I had to take care of all these guys myself. No, what happens is those who want to be this way need to find another of our kind to be their handler, someone who agrees that they'll completely take care of them and understands the ramifications of such a transformation. For most it's masters that are looking for pets, though for some the intelligence shines through and though they act instinctual they can be lovers too capable of communication and such."

Shawn nodded and was then given the tour of the area, though it was rather short given the sparsity of the room. What he did see were a number of other feral rubber dragons that acted just like the first one did, growling and snarling as they passed by like wild animals. There was one cell at the end that was empty however, and when Shawn looked back at the other dragon he could see that the researcher was rubbing his hands together in anticipation. "Why do I have the feeling you're about to ask me if I want to be the occupant of this cell..."

"Because we know each other so well and you are quite astute," Jiro replied with a grin as he motioned for Shawn to follow him back to the center of the room. "I have a temporary version of the gas that was used to mold the minds and bodies of those that you see around you and I would like you to try it while being my guest here for a few days. To be completely honest it's why I brought you here in the first place, since you've already had a dose of the initial drug you've already been partially molded mentally and can take the more dramatic changes easier. Of course if you don't want to that's fine as well, the choice is in your hands whether you want to try it or not."

It felt like a loaded question to Shawn as the white-scaled rubber dragon looked like he was already starting to make preparations. While it was true that Shawn had enjoyed his time on stage in that feral mindset part of him always knew that he was still humanoid, even when he was on all fours it was his hands and feet, not paws like those around him. Still... once more he found the idea strangely intriguing and like with most other things he had gotten into during his time as a rubber dragon it had always benefited him to be bold. Plus as he looked back to the others that were still pacing in their cages he felt something... primal coming off of them, an allure that wasn't sexual in nature as it was that feeling of pure power and instinct driving them.

"Alright, you got me..." Shawn finally admitted as the grin of the other rubber dragon just grew wider. "After last time I'm really curious to see what this is going to feel like, so strap me in. Oh wait, I should probably call the others and tell them that I won't be back for a few days so that they don't worry about me."

"That's already been taken care of," Jiro replied with a wink, Shawn just shaking his head at how aware that the other male was that he would likely take him up on such an offer. "Now we're going to have you hop on up to the platform so that we can get you ready to go with your new body. Just place your hands and feet on the specialized area and I'll get you completely prepared."

The blue and red latex creature immediately got up and placed his hands where they were indicated to go, doing the same for his feet. The pose felt a bit awkward and he ended up having to go to his knees as Jiro walked around and placed the straps around his wrists and ankles. Even though the material had a bit of stretch to them they were secured quite well to the hard material beneath him, Shawn giving an experimental test to find that he could only move his hands and feet about an inch or so off of the starting area. Once Jiro had made sure that he was completely secured the final piece of the machine was brought out, a gas mask similar to the other delivery devices that had been used on him appearing in his field of vision.

"I'm sure I don't have to explain to you how this works," Jiro continued with a chuckle as he slid the synthetic mask over Shawn's head, making sure that the tubes in the hardened rubber were aligned with his nostrils. "You're going to find that the sensations you're about to experience are going to be slightly different, with the flower softening up your psyche for me things are going to be more... organically driven then the usual hypnosis bent. One of my goals is to create an inhalant that can cause a temporary change in a rubber dragon, but I'm still pretty far away from that being a reality... in any case just relax and remember to breathe deep."

Shawn nodded and as he did he felt something cool clip around his neck, realizing from the familiar weight that was now around his neck that he had been collared as a finishing touch to the gas mask. The bound rubber dragon shifted uncomfortably from his feet to his hands as Jiro hopped off the platform and grabbed his tablet. As the white rubber dragon tapped on the screen a number of times Shawn continued to wait there, but even though he couldn't hear the telltale hiss of gas filtering into the mask he could definitely feel the pressure change and something wafting past his nostrils. It appeared that Jiro had put a lot of work into the formula to be odorless, though as he took a deep breath his nostrils, tongue, and throat immediately began to tingle.

Though he could definitely start to feel the gas suffuse through his body Shawn was slightly surprised that nothing else was really happening... normally by this time he would be getting fed commands either though the lenses of the rubber gasmask or at least hearing some sort of instruction. All he began to experience was being more relaxed, a comfortable tickling sensation continuing to spread outwards as he remained in his restrained position. While he waited for the gas to kick in he suddenly realized that all the other feral rubber dragons in the dungeon-like room had stopped their growling and snapping, their eyes focused squarely on him as he found himself swallowing hard.

They were challenging him, Shawn immediately thought before he shook his head. He wasn't quite sure why he thought that, but the more he stared into their eyes the more he found himself starting to stare back. More than once as he continued to breathe in the potent gas he felt his chest rumble and didn't even know what that sound was until he realized that it was him growling. The idea perplexed him... how was he already starting to revert back to that feral mindset with nothing even triggering it?

A snarl from the corner of the room caused Shawn to suddenly snap his neck around and attempt to snarl back, only to feel the slight burn of embarrassment when he couldn't due to the mask that was secured around his head. As he attempted to move back however he found his movements were slightly stiff, like he had woken up on the wrong side of the bed and couldn't move properly. His first thought was to attribute it to the awkward position that he was in, but as he settled back on his hands he found that it was actually starting to get easier to maintain that pose as he felt his spine pop a few times. Shawn managed to twist his neck around and saw that it wasn't just a feeling, his eyes widened slightly when he saw that his chest and abdomen had started to barrel out slightly as it was filled with muscle.

"You seem surprised," Jiro said, Shawn turning once more to look at the other dragon only to feel the vertebrae in his neck crack and lengthen while his entire body shuddered slightly from the surreal feeling. "These other creatures didn't start out as feral dragons and I told you that there were physical changes. This is the full experience, no playing around on the stage, and the changes are only going to get more intense from here on."

The words that the other dragon said were immediately verified as Shawn felt all the muscles in his hands tighten up to his wrists. He lifted himself up to try and stretch them out only to feel the knuckles crack, but what really shocked him was when he put them back down on the ground. When he went to lay his hand down flat his fingers seemed to instinctively curl slightly, supporting more of his weight as the rubber in them began to swell. Unlike with his initial transformation that had given him his rubber body in the first place he could really feel the changes starting to happen as he grunted and groaned.

Just as his frame continued to grow he began to feel something poking around his backside, turning his head on his elongated neck to see Jiro standing behind him with what appeared to be a large rubber draconic dildo with a metal hose dangling from it. Jiro explained to him that he needed more mass in order to help fuel his transformation but as Shawn stared at him he realized that he couldn't quite comprehend the bigger words that he was saying. Though he knew that it should have made him concerned the only thing it seemed to do was make him angry as he huffed and shook his head, unwittingly inhaling more of the drug that continued to drag him down.

Jiro continued to grin as he pushed the feeder into Shawn's backside, the thighs of the other male quivering as they began to thicken with new muscle. His transformation was progressing rapidly, Jiro mused to himself as he watched Shawn's cock begin to emerge as the dildo disappeared inside his tailhole. Already it was hard to see how the blue and red dragon had been anthro before, his arms having shifted from arms into forelimbs as the muscle there rearranged itself to help support a quadrupedal configuration. The straps began to stretch as Shawn grew more agitated, his growing tail wiping around and nearly knocking Jiro over as he hopped off the platform and away from the thrashing dragon.

As the white-scaled rubber dragon continued to walk away Shawn was left for his body to continue to marinate in his transformation. He pawed at the ground as he felt the dildo that was fully inserted inside him began to pump fluid into his tailhole like an orgasming feral dragon. What he was being fed from behind was not semen though, or at least he didn't think it was as his body continued to bulk up. As his rubber scales stretched they didn't just grow, they became more jagged and thicker, his muzzle doing the same as the rubber gas mask began to stretch while his teeth grew out into something fiercer. Even his tongue began to thicken, his maw stretching around the growing appendage as he tried to push it out of his mouth only to have the hardened rubber keep it from waggling out in the open.

In the background Jiro was saying something but Shawn was growing more confused by his words, partially because the other ferals continued to grab his attention and also because it was becoming harder to understand what he was talking about. It reminded him of the last time that he felt so... instinctual, but this time it was ramped up to eleven and he had the body to match. He let out a a deep snarl as he suddenly felt his hindquarters expanding once more, heightening up his heavy tail while at the same time lowering his overall stance so that it benefited from a quad stance instead of his bipedal one. At this point as he felt as his hind feet grow huge and sprout some wicked rubber talons he knew in the back of his mind that he couldn't get on two legs if he wanted to... not that he really did at this point.

Shawn continued to stare at the others that glared back at him he suddenly began to feel something pressing up behind him. When he craned his head back once again he saw another feral dragon, this one with bright green scales, coming up behind him with a growl. He growled back and it was muffled as they looked at each other, but with his limbs tied down there was little that he could do but let the other dragon assert his dominance over him. Even though he's had sex numerous times before like this there was something more... primal about this time, the two continuing to make eye contact as he felt the weight of the other dragon climbing up on his back.

As the latex belly scales rubbed up against his back Shawn began to feel something twitching there; at first he just thought it was his back muscles responding to the touch of the other feral but then he began to feel something very strange happening at his shoulder blades. Just under where his wings, which had grown bigger with his new body, connected he began to feel the mass swell. Even the one on top of him was slightly surprised when a new pair of wings sprouted out and unfurled into the air. This didn't stop the other dragon though and despite neither having the capability of verbally talking they definitely knew how to communicate with one another as Shawn heard a soft growl in his ear and a nuzzle along his neck.

Once more Shawn saw Jiro cross into his field of vision and he had a moment of clarity, the instincts that had threatened to overwhelm him receding enough for him to attempt to talk even though the mask muffled it entirely. "Looks like you still have your faculties about you," he said as Shawn continued to look at him to focus, though he could tell it was a losing battle as he felt the lust and instincts already threaten his cognitive abilities. "I have to tell you then that the drugs are working quite wonderfully, the additional pair of wings is definitely a mutation I hadn't count on. Of course I can already see that your eyes are glazing over so I'm just going to stop talking now and let you enjoy yourself."

It turned out that Jiro's voice was the only thing that Shawn had been holding onto and when that stopped he immediately began to sink back down into that feral mindset. When he felt the thick spire of rubber stretch his vulcanized ring of muscle open he snarled and snapped, not out of anger but of pure pleasure as the dragon on top of him almost immediately began to rut. Along with the delicious sensation of being stretched open Shawn felt a growing sense of burning desire that caused his own member to push out and it wasn't long before he was fully on display as well. When the other feral rubber dragons snapped and smacked against the bars Shawn saw that they were also fully erect as well and Shawn managed to realize that they were all insatiably horny...

As Shawn's cock throbbed beneath him while he was being penetrated by the dragon above him he began to feel his own throbbing erection start to push past what he thought was his maximum length. Even though he was only able to lift his hind leg up a little bit he could see that his already impressive endowment was growing even larger and thickening to the point where he even an anthro rubber dragon might pause before taking it. One thing he realized though was his new body was flexible enough that he could possibly reach down there and taken the new length in...

There was a grunt and growl of frustration when he bumped against the tip of his rubber cock, forgetting up until that moment that he had been wearing the mask that continued to feed the gas into his body. He thrashed his head around and roared, but that only caused him to breathe in more of the chemical that was dragging him even further down into the depths of his feral urges. It was reinforced by the rutting dragon on top of him humping into him, his half-buried cock sliding in and out of him. Shawn's grunts and growls quickly mirrored the ones above him as he felt their hindquarters slapping against one another with a rubbery squeak.

It didn't take long for the rubber dragon on top of him to climax, and though it caused huge waves of pleasure to course through Shawn's body he hadn't reached a similar state at the same time. There didn't appear to be any other recourse for him either as he felt the other creature get pulled off of him, the still leaking cock sliding out of his stretched backside. Once the other dragon was gone Shawn felt himself finally get freed, the restraints being slipped off of his limbs before Jiro appeared in his vision once more. With the insatiable need coming from his still hard cock he wanted nothing more than to jump on the other dragon and rut him like he had been taken, but before he could even more a muscle Jiro told him to stay and he found himself unable to move.

"What, you didn't think that I would just let you go and you'd have control of the place?" Jiro stated, though he knew that the feral red and blue dragon likely didn't comprehend what was being said to him as Shawn did growl and snap. "Thankfully simple commands are within your reach, otherwise I couldn't order you around. Now we need to get one last piece of equipment on you before we tuck you away for a bit."

As Jiro had predicted Shawn just seemed to look at him in question, but continued to remain still as he was told to continue to stay perfectly still he did so. He felt the mask get slipped off his face and breathed in drug-free air for the first time, though now the serum had completely saturated his system as he was refitted with a muzzle over his elongated maw. Jiro explained that his feral dragons needed to remain as horny as possible in order to maintain that fierce mindset. All Shawn could think of however was frustration that he couldn't suck himself off as his elongated fangs brushed against the straps of rubber that were placed on his scales. Once he had been properly fitted Jiro led him towards the empty cell and put him inside.

Once he was inside the cell Shawn heard the sound of the bars slamming shut and there was a beep from the metal control collar around his neck. Almost instantly he felt the mental shackles that were imposed by Jiro slip away and he did the first thing that came to his lust-addled mind; lunging for the bars and swiping out at Jiro as he stood far enough away that he couldn't reach. Even though Shawn was completely in his own head any rational thoughts that he could have had weren't forming, instead the combination of the drugs and his previous conditioning made him into a primal beast. Jiro continued to chuckle to himself as he turned around while working on his tablet, intentionally flashing his latex-scaled backside to the other dragon.

"Oh I'm sorry," Jiro mocked as he continued to wag his tail at the red and blue dragon that tried to reach him. "Are we a little needy?"

Shawn could only respond with snarls, his thicker tongue sliding out of his mouth though the straps in the muzzle as the horny male cared little for what Jiro said and only wanted to rut. Jiro continued to watch for a few seconds before he told Shawn to sit, and when he did he told him to lay down and then to roll over. Once again, he felt the control collar kick in and found himself doing so immediately. When it was clear that he was still completely in control he took out his tablet to pick a few controls.

Almost immediately Shawn heard the sound of gears shifting and when he looked to his side he saw the wall between his cell and the one next to him slowly get pulled up. The second that the two feral dragons saw one another they sized each other before they moved towards one another. Unlike him this other rubber creature didn't have a muzzle, though that wasn't going to stop him from asserting his dominance as his cock throbbed between his hind legs. The other one likely had the same idea and once the wall between them had completely disappeared they began to wrestle one another to see who would be the dominant one on top and who would be taking it in the tailhole.

Jiro continued to watch for a while to make sure that his newest convert was going to play nice with the other dragon and when it was clear that the primal instincts didn't resort to anger or violence he was satisfied with his drug's success. He turned and began to walk out of the dungeon just as Shawn mounted on top of the other feral rubber dragon, shoving his needy tool gingerly into the hole beneath him. Even though Jiro knew that Shawn was going to be slaking his lusts it would be only temporary, and when the feeling of dominance wears off it will be replaced with the intense horniness once more. After a while Jiro would come back and separate the two, allowing Shawn's instinctual mind to marinate in that lust for a while.

When the white-latex dragon turned out the lights to his little dungeon he could still hear the muffled grunts from the muzzled creature humping into the dragon beneath him, something that caused Jiro to smirk as he turned and left. As he went back up the stairs he was surprised to see Pyre and Turndra standing there in his central room, the metallic white and blue dragon flipping through one of his magazines while Pyre appeared to have been waiting to talk to him. "You know that you're supposed to go through a slave's handlers before you start turning them into things," Pyre said with a toothy smile. "Although I am quite curious on what you did to Shawn I'm afraid we can't let such a transgression slide... perhaps we should have to talk to Dragon Heaven about what you do down in that little dungeon in there."

"I sincerely apologize Pyre," Jiro replied with a slight bow. "Admittedly when I finally got someone like Shawn in my clutches I got rather excited, he's such a great test subject."

"Well he is quite... malleable," Pyre said with a chuckle before walking over and putting an arm around Jiro's shoulders. "Of course now we're going to have to talk about what you're going to do to make it up to us about this little overstep that you happen to have done. Luckily for you we have access to all the Dragon Heaven records and have a few ideas..."