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YongSeop let out a deep sigh as he pulled up to the house, the sight still familiar even after being around the world on a business for nearly a decade. The older dragon had seen many things in his travels but there was something about being back home that made him smile. He hadn’t been back in so long but he knew that somewhere in the house were his nephews. It was their house, but they were nice enough to let him crash there for a bit while he looked for an apartment that he could rent for himself.

As soon as his car tires crunched up the gravel driveway he saw the heads of his nephews pop out of the door to see who was coming up. Even though they were brothers it was easy to tell the two apart, Bheni with his blue scales and white underbelly while Danny sported red scales with a yellow underbelly. Their eyes were also different from one another as well as the blue-scaled dragon sported green eyes while the red-scaled dragon had piercing green as they walked out of the house to greet their elder. One thing they did have in common was their body shape, which YongSeop could easily see as his eyes widened with slight surprise.

“Well aren’t you two a sight for sore eyes,” YongSeop said after stopping the car and getting out of it, looking at the other two dragons as the latex suits they wore gleamed in the light. “How are my two favorite nephews? I see you have on rather… interesting attire.”

“It’s great to see you too Uncle YongSeop!” Bheni said as he was the first one to give YongSeop a hug. “It’s been about… ten years now I think? Maybe a little longer?”

“I think a little longer,” Danny replied with a small nod. “In any case we’ve been waiting for you to come in, unless your palate has changed from all that international cuisine that you’ve been eating on the road. Plus while we eat you can tell us all about your travels, you must have racked up quite a few stories.”

YongSeop nodded and followed the two in, frowning slightly when they failed to answer the question directed to them about their latex bodysuits. As much as he wanted to ask again as they walked into the house he didn’t want to, not only because he believed that they would think it improper of him but also because it might indicate that he was interested in such a thing. Playing around with such kinky clothing, even if it was just casual attire, wouldn’t be proper for an elder like him to indulge in. He was a guest of their home after all, and he also had his pride.

The dinner that the two dragons had prepared for him was delicious and they had accommodated him in one of their spare bedrooms. It was all very nice… but still the idea remained of the shiny latex that his nephews wore as he cleaned himself up in the shared bedroom before going to bed. “Get it out of your head,” YongSeop said to his reflection in the mirror, watching the water drip off of his face. “There’s no way someone like you should be thinking about gallivanting around in attire like that.”

Once the bigger dragon had finished toweling off his face he left it by the sink, giving himself one last look over before heading back towards his bedroom for the night. He turned off the light before he left and the only thing that lingered upon his departure was the slight wisps of steam that came up from the sink YongSeop had just used. But there was another thing that was in that bathroom as well, one that the dragon didn’t see. The reflection of the orange-scaled dragon looked on for a few extra seconds, an uncharacteristic smirk on his face before disappearing off the reflective surface as well…

For the next few days YongSeop continued to stay in the home of his nephews, helping out where he could while still looking for a place where he could stay on a more permanent basis. The entire time it appeared that his nephews had taken to wearing their latex suits even when they went out in public. Though it wasn’t uncommon it still drew looks from those that they passed by, looks that made the older dragon grow flush with embarrassment. It wasn’t shame for his nephews though, it was his own for looking at that shiny material with the same lustful eye that the others had for them. He wanted to feel the touch of that shiny substance but his pride wouldn’t allow him to allow in even a little bit of indulgence in that area.

Things were going pretty well in that regard though and after a few weeks he had managed to find a place that he could move into fairly quickly. Then not only would he no longer take the hospitality of his nephews but he could also leave with his pride intact. When he woke up the day before his scheduled move he got up and stretched, thinking about cooking Bheni and Danny breakfast in order to thank them for letting him stay in their house. When he looked around the house though he found that they had left him alone to go run some errands, though as he went into their shared bathroom he found that he was not the only thing that they had left behind.

It appeared that they had left their latex suits out after a wash, the latex shining on the drying racks where they had been left. Though he was bigger than his nephews, his muscular frame bulkier than the lither males, there was likely some stretch to them as he looked them over. It would be easy for him to just slip them on and try them out, then he could put them back on the racks without Bheni or Danny knowing… but as found himself reaching out to one of them he gripped his hand and pulled them back. He found himself unable to do it; he was supposed to be the older, more respected elder to set a good example to his kin, not trapezing around in their latex gear while they were off doing things for the household.

“Why not?” a voice said, YongSeop originally thinking that it was his own internal monologue before he heard it again. “There’s nothing wrong with having a little fun, right? You’re leaving soon anyway, nothing wrong with a little indulging before you go?”

Finally YongSeop found the source of the very familiar voice, the dragon looking in confusion as he saw his own reflection in the mirror. It was clear that something was amiss when the confused look on his face was not the same as the dragon in the mirror. “What…” the dragon said as he leaned in closer while the reflection did the same. “What is going on here?”

“I’m saving you from yourself,” the reflection said as YongSeop suddenly started to back away. “Here you are for two weeks torturing yourself because of some strange draconic pride you have about not wanting to indulge in your desires. If you’re not willing to go all the way why don’t you at least just give it a feel and see what you are so adamant on denying yourself?”

“You can’t possibly be me,” YongSeop replied as he shook his head, trying not to look at what was an identical, if not slightly gooey, replica of himself. “I would never allow myself to succumb to such a thing, it’s a betrayal of my nephew’s trust.”

“You’re feeling your nephew’s suit, not stealing their money,” his reflection stated with a smirk as it crossed its arms. “Perhaps if you see it on yourself you might get a better idea of what you’re missing…”

YongSeop found himself unable to blink as the upper body of the dragon in the mirror shifted slightly, the orange and yellow scales being covered with the shiny black latex. He looked in awe as his firm pectorals and washboard abs were completely coated with the material to the point where he looked like he was actually wearing one of the suits. It was a surreal sight and more than once the big dragon had to look down and feel his own body in order to make sure that he wasn’t wearing one himself. Part of him wondered if he was dreaming, though as he turned his attention back to the suits he knew it certainly didn’t feel like one.

The dragon in the reflection continued to watch with a smirk as YongSeop went over and began to touch the smooth rubber. It caused a shudder to run through his entire body as his fingers slid along the contours of the suit. When he got to the shoulders the suit began to slide off of the drying rack, YongSeop darting forward and nearly knocking over the stand to keep it from falling down. Even though he had managed to save it from crumpling to the floor he now found himself holding the rubber attire as he found himself growing not only flush with embarrassment but also with arousal.

It couldn’t hurt to try it out for a little bit, YongSeop thought to himself as he found his large draconic paw into the leggings of the suit. It started to become clear from the tightness that this was made for a smaller dragon, though after a few seconds the material seemed to adapt quickly enough to completely envelop his foot. Just like with his nephew the suit clung to his body like a second-skin to the point where he could almost see individual scale as he wiggled his toes in it. Just as he found himself putting his other foot in his arms brushed against his half-erect member and that caused him to stop dead in his tracks.

“I… I can’t do this…” YongSeop said as he quickly pulled himself out of the rubber suit, his reflection rolling his eyes as he put it back on the rack. “It’s not right for me to do it.”

“Your body begs to differ,” his reflection replied. “If you’re still getting hung up on the fact that its not your rubber suit that you’re using perhaps we can find a compromise. Just let me get into a better position to help you out.”

YongSeop’s confusion quickly turned to surprise as his own body began to bulge out from the reflective surface. The dragon gasped as he watched his own muzzle push its way from a two-dimensional space into reality, his own muzzle dropping open in surprise as his own eyes stared back at him. By the time he felt his body bump up against the wall the entity had pushed its head all the way into the bathroom as a pair of gummy orange hands with black stripes reached out and grabbed the edge of the sink. Other than the slightly goo-like consistency the other dragon had there was almost no difference between him and his copy.

“I must still be dreaming,” YongSeop stated as he found himself backing away. “I’ve seen some strange things in my travel but this is by far the most absurd.”

“Well if this was a dream I don’t know why you’re trying so hard to resist this,” his clone replied, YongSeop shuddering slightly as the muscular dragon grabbed him and pointed out the latex suits while the rest of its body pulled itself out of the mirror. “Perhaps this is just your brain giving you a more than gentle nudge to allow you to give up the pride and finally enjoy yourself. You know you want to just try it out, just for a little bit. If you’re feeling shy we could always do it together… I mean, I am you after all.”

Even though the entire situation was very surreal he found himself more concerned that he was actually going to indulge in his desires. He felt his own hands massaging his shoulders, feeling the odd texture of those fingers as he found himself standing next to… himself. “Why do you feel so strange…” YongSeop asked his bizarre doppelganger. “It’s like jello…”

“Jello?” the identical dragon repeated, a smirk on his face as he reached out and played with one of the two braids that were draped across YongSeop’s shoulders. “I like that, perhaps that will be the name that we’ll call me to save ourselves from the awkward situation of who is going to be named what. Now that we’ve got that squared away I think the next choice you have to whether or not you want to indulge in being wrapped up in that tight latex, all you have to do is say yes and we can get the process started…”

YongSeop found it hard to deny such influential words when they came from his own mouth. He found himself looking into his own eyes and seeing that grin on his own face, wondering if that was the look that he had when he was sure of something. Deep down already he knew that he wanted this more than anything and perhaps this was a manifestation of his subconscious trying to prevent him of letting his pride get in the way of something that he might intensely enjoy. Plus he had to admit there was something striking about looking at himself, though he wondered exactly what could possibly be a figment of his imagination could do for him if not persuade him into grabbing one of the latex suits…

“I… guess if there’s an alternate way to try this out-“ YongSeop started to say before his doppelganger closed the distance between their two muzzles. As the rest of the gooey version of the dragon slid out of the reflection YongSeop felt the strange tongue push its way into his maw. It felt extremely odd to have what was essentially a second tongue in his own muzzle that was not his to control, feeling it slide and slither around as the semi-solid creature was able to push in even deeper.

There wasn’t much conversation between the two of them after that as YongSeop’s clone began to push him away from the latex suits in the bathroom and back into the guest bedroom that he had called his own for the last two weeks. His mind was racing at a mile a minute; not knowing how to possibly respond to such a situation. At this point it doesn’t matter whether this is a dream or a hallucination or anything like that, all he could think about was the pleasure that he was getting from this. Not only that, he managed to think as he was being pushed back down on the bed, but as far as he could tell this had nothing to do with his want to try on latex outfits.

“It appears that you need a suit that you won’t feel guilty in,” his doppelganger said once they had broken the kiss. “I can do this for you, but we’re going to have to… come together, in more ways than one. Since I’m clearly a part of you we can merge together and you can have your fun in a simulated rubber suit, one that perhaps you might have even more fun in than the ones that our dear dragons have.”

“A suit… just like theirs…” YongSeop replied, his mind still buzzing with the pleasure from the surreal kiss. “Can you really do that?”

“Of course,” his clone replied with that same knowing smirk. “All you have to do is make the choice and trust yourself…”

YongSeop felt himself biting his lip, partially from the decision that he is about to make and mostly from their muscular chests rubbing together and their identical cocks throbbing against them. It all felt so good that he had trouble thinking straight, plus it was hard not to nod when he saw his own head doing it in front of him. But he also knew that it was something that had been teasing him, taunting him ever since he came back to his home country… like his nephews knew about his secret and made sure to flaunt it whenever possible. Plus if he wasn’t using their suits they would never find out, he could maintain his pride and still indulge in what he desperately wanted to do.

When YongSeop finally nodded his head he found himself getting yanked back up to his feet with surprising strength, the dragon yelping slightly as he suddenly found himself standing there with his clone once more. He expected the slightly gelatinous version of himself to say something about his succumbing but instead he found himself getting turned around and hugged twice, once by what felt like his own powerful arms while the other was the orange wings that almost completely enveloped him. Even though he was a big dragon his entire body was covered, feeling his hands and his head stretch out the surprisingly stretchy wing membrane. Though there was a bit of instinctive struggle at first the feel of essentially his own form against him felt… safe, and he found himself quickly calming down as those feelings of fear and anxiety left his body.

Once it was clear that YongSeop was no longer fighting against his clone he began to feel something spreading over his naked form. At first he thought that Jello had somehow poured some type of lube between them but as the hug from the wings grew tighter he could feel the other dragon’s entire body start to shift. It was like they were melting, except instead of going down to the floor it was going all over his skin. With his entire body wrapped up it should have gone quickly, but it was clear his other self had a different idea of what he wanted to do.

It started at his feet, even with the wings continuing to put a constant pressure against his body he was able to stretch out the increasingly gooey appendages to look down at where their feet stood next to one another. It didn’t stay that way for long though and as YongSeop watched the two slowly began to become one, watching as one of the feet pressed against its identical counterpart. The orange scales of his doppelganger oozed over his, completely covering each digit as the rest of his leg followed suit. As the two dragon legs became one the thick goo began to darken and tighten until he was wearing what felt like a rubbery second skin on it.

YongSeop marveled at what he was witnessing, as the second foot began to follow the lead of the first as he wiggled the thick digits of the one that had already been enveloped. It felt exactly what it was like to have in the latex suit of his nephews, though he could feel slight adjustments that he was pretty sure wasn’t a feature in his nephew’s gear as he felt his doppelganger envelop the other foot. At this point as the wings and hands of the other dragon continued to massage his body while Jello’s legs continued to slide upwards towards his thighs. At this point everything from the knees down were completely covered in shiny black latex save for the orange stripes that mirrored his own pattern.

“I see that you’re enjoying yourself,” the clone said into YongSeop’s ear as their bodies grew closer together with each passing second. “Aren’t you glad that you’re allowing yourself to feel such pleasure? Guiltless… shameless… experiencing all the joys of latex thanks to me…”

“How are you doing this?” YongSeop replied as the words he heard from the dragon merging with him helped raise his thoughts above the pleasure. “You are not a hallucination or a dream… but you are definitely not me. What manner of creature are you?”

“Let’s not worry about little things like that right now,” Jello replied, YongSeop shuddering as he heard his own voice practically purring into his ear. “I think it’s fair to say that we’re both enjoying ourselves too much to stop what we’re doing right now… unless you wish it. Do you want me to stop and unmerge myself from you?”

Even though rational thought would have dictation that he say yes in order to at least be clear-headed enough to get to the bottom of what was happening it was at this moment that the ooze had reached his groin. As the rubbery surface transferred from his orange scales to yellow the latex-like shine went from black to white, providing a stark contrast as it crawled over his groin. YongSeop was practically panting by the time the strange substance oozed over his cock, which was already starting to stiffen once more with the merging of their two bodies taking place. As the thick goo continued to trail up the sensitive flesh the dragon found himself shaking his head, knowing that to stop now would be the biggest mistake of his life as his body began to tremble from the sheer pleasure as it remained wrapped in those wings.

As the goo continued to travel up YongSeop’s cock something unexpected began to happen, instead of covering it like the rest of his body where it was like a second suit it was actually getting pulled up around his abs. The dragon realized that he was getting exactly what he asked for as the bright white rubber continued to stretch around his member until it looked like he was wearing a tight-fitting speedo or something of that nature. The muscular male grunted as he tried to reach down to adjust himself, only to feel his arms get restrained by his clone as more of the shiny material pooled around his groin. Soon the only thing resting between his legs was a heavy bulge, though that didn’t stop him from getting stimulated as YongSeop huffed and grunted in the other dragon’s grasp.

As the wings themselves began to melt in with the rubber traveling up his hips and stomach YongSeop found that while his clone continued to keep his upper body restrained his lower body was perfectly free to move about. Though the wings holding tightly and rubbing against him kept obstructing his vision he managed to pop his head out long enough to look down and see them. He couldn’t help but gasp at what he saw, the latex on his lower body was so tight against him it looked like it was painted on, yet the only thing that he felt was the extremely pleasurable comfort of the material pressed sensually against him. Just as he was able to see his still slightly goo-covered crotch however the wings that were partially fused to his body once more took him and pulled him back to Jello’s chest.

“No fair peeking now,” Jello said as YongSeop found his head turned so that he was muzzle to muzzle with himself. “Perhaps there is something I can do to hold your interest until we’re done here.”

Before YongSeop could retort in any way he once more felt the surreal sensation of his own lips pressed against his. Even though he didn’t think it was possible this kiss was even deeper than the first one to the point where he started to feel the gooey tongue sliding down into his throat. Not only was it slithering around his maw once again but this time it was actually merging with his own tongue. At the same time YongSeop could feel his wings begin to push its way through the thinning chest of the one that was forming around him.

At this point YongSeop began to feel himself falling back down on the bed, making sure to land on his stomach as his wings and tail continued to push its way out of the increasingly gooey form that was stretching around him. The dragon was practically writhing at this point as the last part of the two dragons becoming one, but even then their heads were already starting to push into one another as they continued to keep in the intense kiss. YongSeop could start to feel the goo pushing its way up his neck as his muzzle began to push its way through his doppelganger’s head, completely coating him as his face broke through to the other side. When his jaws reached through the other side he found his jaws instinctively stretching as the black rubber completely coated the last of his form.

As the minutes passed YongSeop continued to get stimulated by the rubber that had now completely encased his body, every inch from the tip of his wings to his toes and horns were coated in the shiny substance. It continued to stimulate him and with his arms no longer being restrained by the doppelganger he immediately began to stroke up and down his body. Whatever it was that had just covered him was exactly how he imagined the sensation of latex would be and as he continued to stroke his pectorals and abs with one hand the other went down and squeezed his rubber-wrapped package. Even though he couldn’t get his palm around the thick member trapped inside it was almost better than masturbating as his back practically arched in the air.

Though the gooey dragon was completely distributed over YongSeop’s body there was one thing that he saw had shifted, almost as though showing that they were still there. As he continued to stroke and grab at his rubber-covered cock, soon resorting to both hands when wasn’t enough, he felt the bulge swell as something else seem to encase his member more completely. “You don’t think I would just let you have all the fun,” a voice hissed, which started to no longer sound like his own. “I thought since sharing is caring that you could get us both going at the same time.”

At first the dragon was confused until he finally realized what was happening; whatever had merged with his form and created this bodysuit for him had also formed its still identical cock around his own. It also appeared this creature had some way of sharing sensations between them as he could soon feel the pleasure coming from both members as he tried to rub as much of his own rubber-covered body against itself as possible for additional stimulation. Between the merging, the frotting, the encasement, and everything else it didn’t take long for YongSeop to finally reach his climax. Just as he was about to let out a roar of pure euphoria his rubber-covered lips sealed shut, resulting in a very muffled moan as he came inside of the suit.

YongSeop remained in his euphoric state for what seemed like ages, continuing to be spurred on by the suit that he wished to wear until finally he was allowed to rest. “Well… that was not what I had expected when I thought about putting on my nephew’s suit,” the dragon stated as he recovered enough to slowly get up from the bed. “Care to tell me who you are now?”

“Right now it appears that I’m your living suit,” the voice replied as YongSeop went to the bathroom to look at himself. “Of course if you wish to take me off all you have to do is ask.”

Once YongSeop went inside the bathroom, after checking to make sure that his reflection was reacting in the same manner as he was, he stepped back in order to fully look at himself. While he had always prided himself on his physique the way the rubber coated his entire being it made him look even more impressive than he was. The suit shifted and reacted to his movements in a way he knew that even his nephew’s gear wouldn’t be able to replicate, not a wrinkle appearing as he gave himself an experimental flex. One thing he did think was strange was the rubber that completely covered his head only to have it retract and make it look like he was wearing a more traditional bodysuit.

“I think… I’ll keep you on for a little while longer,” YongSeop stated as he once more gave his body a firm stroke, letting out a small grunt from the feel of rubber against rubber from his hand and chest. “Though I do wonder a bit what you actually look like when you’re not masquerading as me.”

“Well all you had to do is ask,” the voice replied, once more feeling the rubber shift around his body that caused him to squirm slightly. “The clone thing was just to help you not freak out, sometimes when people see what I am they tend to overreact and then we wouldn’t have been able to get to know one another. That’s also why I made sure to have to make all the decisions since I don’t want you saying that I forced you into something.”

YongSeop found himself leaning forward as the image in the mirror changed, shifting from his rubber-covered body to the visage of a green goo-like dragon grinning at him. It was clear this was the creature that was currently stretched out over his body and the word symbiote came to mind. That was good enough of an explanation for Jello and he nodded his head, the rubber-covered dragon finally glad to meet what was at this moment his living suit face to face. He began to imagine the things that they could possibly do together, the things he could indulge in without his nephew’s knowing.

It was just then, as if on queue, the two turned their heads towards the door when they heard YongSeop’s nephews coming home before looking back at one another with a look of shock as though asking one another what they were going to do next…