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Hardin Missouri was a very quiet place. With a population of only 500 and many buildings in need of repair, it wasn't a place for big businesses, and therefore, it wasn't a place for many people.

For one gryphon, it was a perfect down to live in. He could disguise himself as a human and live a normal life in this world of humans, all thanks to a special sterling silver necklace he kept around his neck. The very center of the necklace had the shape of a gryphon's head made of gold with shining green eyes.

It was an ordinary day for Frysco disguised as a human. He woke up, helped himself to breakfast, and then went outside his small home. He didn't mind living in such a remote area, as he could always turn into a gryphon in private and just fly off if he so desired. He felt like a superhero whenever he had to do that, and it made his heart race with excitement every time he changed, and then changed back. Shirts were usually a problem though, especially when it came to his wings so he always had to have more than a few extra pairs, most with rips in the back.

Frysco opened up his mailbox and noticed a letter in pitch-black. He tilted his head and glanced at the envelope. "No return address, but it's made out to me. Did someone just slide this in the box?" He heard all the 'horror' stories that the News talked about with dangerous things people might mail. He ran his fingers along the envelope and he didn't feel anything bizarre. "It'd be in a box if it were dangerous." He didn't feel any powder either. He wasn't even sure why he was checking, it felt like it just wasted time.

Unable to help his curiosity, Frysco opened up the letter. 'We know who really are, Frysco the gryphon. We are willing to help you experience the kinks you didn't know about at our brothel.'

"What?" Frysco looked around for anyone that might have caught him reading the letter. His home was located in a remote area in the small town, so he couldn't imagine who might have spotted him, let alone invited him to some strange brothel. Frysco was never interested in brothels, but he wondered what it meant about the kinks he didn't know about. Curiously, he whipped out his phone and put the address into his maps.

The map address took him to a small plain concrete building in town. The size of the building was less than the size of one bedroom. He couldn't imagine what they could possibly house in such a small, unmarked building. "Yeah that looks totally safe." Frysco said sarcastically. "Totally would go to a place like that on a dark night by myself."

Frysco wasn't afraid to fight off humans if it came down to such a thing, but even a gryphon wasn't invulnerable. He was still curious what the place was, and what it contained. He walked back inside and glanced around. "Ah, here we go." He grabbed a multi-tool, which included a pocketknife. He doubted he was going to need such a tool, especially since he could just give himself gryphon claws, or maybe just not even go at all. However, his curiosity still had the better of him, and if they knew his secret, he was aware they could very well tell others about it.

Frysco decided to wait until later in the day, just in case his mind changed. He didn't wait until dark, but he did wait until a few hours close to dark when the sun began to set before he left his house. The address was in the small town he lived near, which was no more than a ten-minute walk. He walked to town many times before, but he never remembered seeing the building before. Then again, it was a very plain unmarked building. It was a place easy enough for anyone to just completely ignore and walk by.

Once in town, Frysco followed his maps to arrive at the address. It wasn't far from where he normally walked, it was just a few blocks out of the way, but even those few blocks, he was unfamiliar as to where he was. He noticed the building, and just like in his maps, the building was a plain unmarked concrete building that didn't even look big enough to be a house. "Well, this is either going to be a wonderful life changing experience, or a horrifying experience that will scar me for the rest of my natural life. Win-win either way." He said to himself with a sarcastic tone.

Frysco walked up to the plain door and knocked on it. He noticed a slit where the eyes would normally be. He expected it to slide open, but instead the door just opened up with a loud creak noise. Frysco looked ahead and noticed that the door just opened up to a stairwell that travelled downwards.

'So it's an underground thing. That explains why it doesn't look that big.' Frysco thought. He put his hands in his pant pockets and began his descent. Florescent lights illuminated the path downwards. The scenery around the stairwell didn't make Frysco feel frightened, but even more curious. He felt as if he were taking a portal into another dimension. The stairwell started plain with concrete stairs and walls, but it slowly turned into a purple plush carpeted stairway with paintings of creatures Frysco couldn't describe other than 'mutated beyond recognition', which was not a complaint. He also heard thumping dance music, and he saw flashing lights as he approached the bottom.

Once Frysco reached the bottom of the stairs, he noticed a small waiting room with a few chairs set up along the purple and gold colored walls. There were a pair of swinging doors ahead, and the music picked up more. "Well, here goes nothing." Frysco walked through the double doors.

On the other side of the double doors was a lobby that had strong resemblances of a strip club. Along with more pictures of creatures of pure oddity, there was a strong black anthro horse standing behind a desk with crossed arms, as well as a single door near the desk. Behind the horse on the wall, there was a sign that read 'Adults Only' on it.

The anthro horse glared at Frysco once he arrived. "Where's your letter?" He asked firmly.

Frysco could tell the anthro horse was stronger than almost any human was. He wondered how the horse was able to get away just showing off his anthro form to the world like that. Rather than wonder for long, he casually shrugged and showed him the letter he received. "This right here?"

The black horse took the letter, and then nodded at Frysco. "Yeah, that's it. Now, spread your arms. You got anything to claim? Weapons, magical items, that sort of thing?"

"Uh..." Frysco spread his arms and legs in the shape of an X. He had a multi-tool in his pocket, but he was hesitant to mention that. He figured he'd probably get in trouble if he didn't though. "I've got a tool with a sheathed knife in my pocket. You can't blame a person for wanting to take protection in a weird place, you know?"

The horse walked behind Frysco and grabbed the tool from his pocket. "That's why I don't get angry when people claim such things on their person. A little frustrating when they don't want to mention it though and I have to get all...invasive on their bodies." The horse set the tool down, and then looked at Frysco's neck. "What about that?" He pointed to the necklace.

Frysco remembered the horse asked him about magical items too. While he was willing to surrender his multi-tool, he wasn't so sure about the necklace. People would freak out if they saw a gryphon, even if the bouncer to this place was a horse anthro himself. "It's not dangerous or anything. It's just a necklace, nothing more. Can I go in now?"

The horse shrugged. "Fine. If you cause any trouble though, I'm going to throw you out faster than you can blink."

Frysco nodded and walked over to the single door. He opened it up and walked through.

Frysco felt as if he walked through a portal to another dimension when he walked through that door. His human skin vanished and replaced with his colorful gryphon feathers and furry legs and pawed feet. He almost changed into his complete original self, except he had a lack of wings. He noticed the lack of wings and felt disturbed, but he then noticed a sign at the entryway that had a pair of wings with a crossed out sign over it. 'They really just hide your wings like that? Wow.' He thought.

Frysco grabbed his necklace and tried to focus on changing back. He closed his gryphon eyes and shut his orange beak as it formed, but no amount of focus changed him. 'That explains the warning the horse said about magical items.' He thought to himself. He opened up his eyes and saw many anthros and humans around him. In fact, he barely stood out from the crowd as an anthro himself. He noticed another gryphon off in the distance, just with white feathers on her head rather than Frysco's blue. She also had brown feathers and fur covering the rest of her body rather than Frysco's very colorful ones.

Frysco turned his eyes away from the other gryphon, and froze when he noticed she was talking to a human with two identical heads. Anthros were one thing, but a two-headed human was bizarre beyond words. As his head turned to look at the other creatures, he realized there were more than just human and anthro beings, but creatures of all sorts. Some patrons had tentacles; others had no heads at all, while others had clear dicknecks into a cunt on their shoulders. He couldn't mentally describe everything he saw in the room. He just knew that there were far stranger things than just being a colorful gryphon.

Frysco raised his head and noticed people dancing in cages with flames not far from them. Above the dance floor, he noticed a variety of windows, but he couldn't see through them. He imagined that place was likely where the management was. He also saw various hallways with multiple doors down both the left and right sides of that hallway. He could only imagine what strange things took place in privacy when, in public, things were already so incredibly bizarre. Yet, he liked it.

Frysco felt something bump up against his side and he turned to see what hit him. He noticed the creature had two legs with a crotch and it walked around with a silver tray table on top. The legs looked feminine, and it wore a house cleaner outfit with high heels. "Is that cheese?" He grabbed a small cube of cheese and tried it. "Not bad."

He watched as the feet pranced around, even as it stood still. The moment he grabbed a sample, the legs moved on. "Those are some impatient legs. I guess for wait staff, they don't like to wait."

Frysco noticed there were other creatures walking around and looked as if they had to use the bathroom. The moment their feet touched the ground, they raised it back up. The other staff he noticed had latex covering themselves from head to toe. He wondered how those creatures could even see.

Two thick brown furry hands belonging to a seven-foot bear anthro grabbed Frysco's shoulders from behind. "Hey, you new around here?" A gruff voice asked.

Frysco jumped forward when he felt the strong arms on his back. He turned around, and then raised his head to look at the tall, muscular anthro. "Is it that obvious?" He glanced around at the other anthros for some sort of identification, or sign that they were all together. He couldn't find anything that stuck out from the other anthros, aside from the very weird creatures.

"And what right do you have to be here in the first place?" The bear cracked his knuckles with an angry glare. "This is a special club, don't you know?"

Frysco wondered if the bear knew everyone in the club, or if he just picked on him specifically. "I erm...I have a letter to be here?" He showed the bear the envelope.

The bear grabbed the letter hastily before he looked at it, and then at him. He grunted loudly.

"They're requesting you specifically? What the fuck did you do?" The bear said in a gruff voice, but then shook his head. "Fine. What the hell ever. It's not my problem." He forced Frysco to face forward. "Walk."

"Yeah, this isn't intimidating at all." Frysco said with a sarcastic roll of his eyes. He didn't even get a chance to adjust to the strange surroundings. He walked forward, just as the bear told him. He walked beside the dance floor and passed a dance stage where a multi-breasted white furry creature danced with four arms.

"Up the stairs." The bear instructed. He pointed to a stairwell. There was a sign that read 'employees only' right beside the red velvet staircase.

"If you say so." Frysco walked along, barely getting time to understand his surroundings. He casually walked up the stairway. The stairway was wide enough for elephants, and had walls of a purple color. He noticed a variety of strange posters along the way up the stairs. Some of the posters looked like advertisements for the building and included a picture of an equine herm anthro, a dog anthro, and a very rich man in a tuxedo. He also noticed a few pictures looked 'very' lifelike, as if there were creatures in the portraits ready to jump out at him.

At the top of the stairway, Frysco noticed what appeared to be a waiting room with chairs arranged beside a dark window that one could look out of and see the dance floor below them. A doorway went into the office less than a few meters away. The doorway was wooden, but it had what appeared to be an anthro herm fox frozen on it with a small window where their mouth was, and a giant knocker that looked like a piercing that went through the fox's wooden tits, and knocked right onto the fox's massive erect cock.

Frysco stopped at a wooden door, and turned his head up to the bear. With a shrug, he knocked on the door. He didn't think too much about the decoration of the door, nor the worried look on the fox's face on the door.

Behind the door, Frysco heard the sound of clip-clops that sounded just as if they came from that of a horse anthro. Frysco remembered the picture of the mostly brown-hide equine anthro in the pictures behind him, and he wondered if that was Robin.

The door opened and revealed a cheetah anthro of all creatures, but with cloven hooves instead of paws. "Ah, you must be Frysco." It was a little hard to tell what their gender was, but they had a body that leaned slightly more towards woman than man, and with a voice that sounded more like a woman's as well.

"I didn't realize I was so famous that I needed an escort." Frysco glanced around the office. He noticed, besides a shelf of a few dildos that resembled various anthros, the office looked normal. "So, what's the occasion?"

"Allow me to introduce myself, I am...Robin." The cheetah anthro paused briefly. "I believe you have seen much of what this club has to offer, but not all. I would like to offer you the chance to experience things you could only dream. Kinks, as one might call them, and to live them out."

"What? Is there a sort of initiation before I'm officially allowed to transform?" He looked back behind him to the now closed door, and then back to the cheetah. "Also, if you don't mind me asking, what's with the hooves?" He just saw such stranger creatures out on the dance floor, but hooves on a cheetah felt very tame.

"Mixed breed. You should know about them very well, considering your very nature." Robin replied with a casual point at his chest. "And yes, it is a sort of initiation. You will experience bondage, latex, sensory deprivation, prolonged edging, all under the effects of transformation. There may also be other things, but those will be the major kinks."

Frysco crossed his arms. "I can't say I've seen anything like that on the dance floor." He was curious how they transformed all sorts of people, if they even did that sort of thing. He was also very curious about, if they could give him such kinks, how he might go about experiencing them. He actually liked the idea, but it sounded too good to be true.

"You have seen the hallways that lead to private rooms, have you not?" Robin replied casually. "What do you think people 'do' in those private rooms? Especially when we're so open that nudity is very casual around here?"

Frysco knew where Robin was going with that sentence. "Okay, but that still doesn't explain how you're going to go about doing all of those kinks to me. Is there like something I have to sign, or some sort of stuff I have to wear? What about a safe word?"

"Rest assured you will be fully cared for. There's nothing to sign because we turn people into objects." Robin pulled out a black collar with a single silver stud in the front center. "Literally. All you have to do is agree to be an object until morning, and we'll begin the process. You will have an amazing orgasm after the first night. The orgasm will be more powerful than you've ever had before, should you choose to accept."

Frysco was curious. "An object until morning, huh?" He wondered about what if he needed to eat or drink, or possibly even use the bathroom. He looked out the one-way window and noticed the various strange creatures, and the even stranger servants. The club definitely spiked his curiosity. It made him wonder just how much this club could really do sexually. While he hadn't seen that many sexual acts on the dance floor, he could only imagine. "Okay, I guess I'll give it a try."

Robin clapped their hands together happily. "Wonderful." She revealed a black collar from her desk. "Now, just let me put this on your neck. When I do, there will be a very quick transformation. I can't describe how it will feel, and neither will you. All I can say is it will feel very strange, and very pleasurable."

Frysco could feel his heart pound nervously. "Heh, I trust you." He raised his head up to show off his neck. "Is it like a sort of magical collar?"

"You could say that." Robin placed the collar around Frysco's neck. The moment Robin placed the collar on, black latex began to pour down Frysco's body as if it were water. The latex quickly covered his body from the neck downward, and as it did, it ripped through his clothes. "Woah!" Frysco wanted to jump in shock, but the latex suit kept him on the ground. "Woah! What happened to my feathers and fur?"

"They're still there." Robin explained. "Underneath the latex. I said the feeling would be very strange." Robin chuckled. "Now, your body is going to want to do a few strange things. You're naturally going to want to fight it, but try to let the latex do its work."

Frysco had many questions. Just as Robin said his body would want to do a few things, he felt his arms pull behind him, as if someone was behind him and pulling his arms into a box tie. Try as he might, he couldn't fight it. He then felt latex come from his wrists and keep his hands behind him. "W-woah." The sensation of the latex covering his body felt cold, yet also arousing. Just as the latex covered his cock, his shaft grew erect. The latex covered his legs and bound them together, but Frysco couldn't get his mind off his cock. It felt as if someone teased and tormented his shaft relentlessly and he was so close to an orgasm, but he couldn't quite get there. He couldn't even stroke himself to finish the job with his arms now stuck behind his back.

"As you can see, you're bound, and I can tell you're on edge." Robin smiled wickedly at Frysco. "But we're not even at the best part yet."

Frysco wondered if covering up his cock and making it erect wasn't the best part, then what was? He got the answer as the latex then went 'up' his neck. He fell forward as the latex over his legs made it impossible to continue standing, just as the latex over his neck wrapped around his head and sealed at the very top. There was a hole in front of Frysco's beak perfect size for cocks to fit in. He could feel lube dripping out from the hole, and he could faintly taste it, but he couldn't see or hear anything.

Frysco wanted to hear what was going on. He didn't question that people spoke around him, but he couldn't hear anything. He couldn't move, he couldn't speak, he couldn't even see. He felt like just a toy, and the latex kept his cock on edge constantly. He didn't even feel an opening in the latex, which made him doubt he had the capability to orgasm until Robin changed him back.

Frysco felt something grab his body and pull it away. Had he been able to see, he would have seen a bouncer carrying his body to one of the back rooms.

Frysco felt whatever was carrying him toss him onto what felt like a mattress. The only sensation he had left was feel, and it felt heightened. He couldn't breathe, nor could he feel his heart beat, yet he was nervous and excited. He didn't know how all of this was possible. He couldn't believe what Robin just did to him, and he couldn't help but wonder what was coming next.

Frysco lost track of time before he suddenly felt something up against his beak. He could tell the thing on his beak was a cock, and as the cock pushed into his stuck open mouth, he could tell it belonged to a dog anthro. He couldn't do anything except take the dog cock in his mouth and feel the furry hands grasp the back of his head as it fucked with him relentlessly. He wasn't sure if he should be thankful he couldn't smell, as he was certain he'd smell the dog's musk with his cock directly in the gryphon's face. He wondered if the dog said anything, as he couldn't hear. He couldn't even see what this dog looked like. All he could do was take the canine anthro's cock like the toy Robin changed him to be.

After what felt like an eternity, Frysco felt the dog cum in his mouth. The dog didn't knot in Frysco, and he wasn't sure if he should consider that lucky or not. It was hard to focus as he was kept on edge, and as the dog finished cumming, he felt the dog's pawed feet flick his latex cock, which just made the sensation to want to orgasm that much stronger.

After a short delay, Frysco soon felt the dog's own mouth on his cock. He felt the hot breath and tongue lick his cock. He wondered if the dog was returning the favor, but it didn't matter even if the dog tried. Frysco felt so close to orgasm, yet he just couldn't. No matter how much the dog toyed with him, he got no release.

The rest of the night for Frysco had brief moments of silence, and then moments where creatures would fuck him orally. Sometimes he'd feel his cock push into a vagina or ass, but it didn't matter. He couldn't orgasm, no matter how much people toyed with him. He felt paws up against his face, paws up against his cock, asses, cunts, cocks, mouths, he even had the taste of piss as a few of the creatures that used him just urinated into his maw. He wasn't even at a point where the taste of urine disgusted him though. He could only think about release. His cock 'had' to orgasm. He had to cum. He couldn't hear anything, but he swore he heard ringing in his ears. He was just that close to an orgasm. 'Please. I have to cum. I'll do anything to do this!' While he felt tormented, he also felt as if he were having the time of his life.

Frysco lost how much time passed that night, and how many people used his body. He couldn't tell what gender they were. He could guess what species they were from the fur they let him feel and the cocks they had, but nothing more.

After an amount of time Frysco couldn't tell how long passed, he felt a vibrating plug stuffed in his mouth and ass and turned on high. He briefly felt a hand brush along his chest, and he mentally shuddered. He wondered who it was, or what they were doing. He got no answers, and he knew he wouldn't get any. Whoever it was left him there for hours on end with a vibrating sex toy in his ass and maw.

There came a point when he felt himself grabbed and pulled along again. Frysco would have had worried thoughts had he not been so aroused. All he wanted was release. He'd give anything for release. He could almost feel his cock vibrate in the latex body that the hooved cheetah gave him.

Frosco felt something click on his neck. The moment he felt the click, he felt his feet free from the latex, but standing was next to impossible. He felt a chair behind him, and he quickly fell back against it. The latex then retracted from his head and went back into the collar, but the latex kept his arms bound. He let out a deep gasp, and then a moan. "Uhnnn." He slowly opened up his eyes, but the lights were too bright, so he squinted and slowly opened them up. The latex from the rest of his body slowly pulled onto the collar again, but as if it were to taunt him, a line of latex that went down and kept his cock and arms covered. "Ahn...ern...ohn." Talking felt almost impossible. He had the taste of cum and urine in his beak that he couldn't get rid of. He couldn't even use his arms to help himself.

"The first night is usually the most intense." Robin's voice spoke up as she sat in front of Frysco. "Deep breaths, and wait for it."

The latex then released Frysco's cock and balls. The moment he felt the latex release from his cock, he kneeled down and came. His cock pulsed and throbbed as it released its seed, and it released it massively. He never came so much in his life. His sense returned to him, but he quickly picked up a ringing in his ears from such a strong orgasm. He felt as if he emptied his testicles entirely with how much he came. He almost blacked out from how strong his orgasm was. It was almost a good three minutes before he finally stopped and panted heavily. The latex released his arms shortly after.

"It's a good thing we prepare for these things now." Robin casually commented and pointed to towels set up in front of them, as well as a large bucket that Frysco filled almost halfway. "Not as much as others came, but definitely impressive."

Frysco leaned back. He got himself wet with his seed as well, but he was exhausted after such a long night, and such a powerful orgasm. He couldn't believe how that night went. It was the best night he ever had in his entire life. "That...that was amazing." Amazing wasn't nearly a strong enough word, but it was the best he could think of. "How long was I a latex toy?"

"About 14 hours. Am I to assume you liked it?" Robin asked casually. "Take your time thinking of an answer. I'm sure your mind hasn't fully recovered yet."

Frysco didn't need that long. His heart pounded hard, but he knew the answer, even when he'd calm down, the answer would be the same. "Yes. I loved it." He kept leaning back. "C-can I get something to drink though?"

No sooner than he asked, a bouncer brought Frysco a large bottle of water.

"Once you're done drinking that, a follow up question. Do you want more nights like the night you just had?"

Frysco drank the water quickly and tossed the paper cup aside. He still had a salty taste in his mouth, but he knew it would fade eventually. "Y-yes." He replied with an eager nod. He loved this club.

Robin nodded. "I'll tell you what. I'll make you a deal. If you stay at the club in a new form for five days or maybe more if you think your mind can take it, I'll give you the climax of a lifetime. It will be a life changing experience."

"Five days?" Frysco came so hard from just one day alone. If they put him in a form similar to last night, he wasn't sure if he could even take five days. He also wondered what Robin meant by 'life changing experience', as usually that meant there was something else that would happen with the transformation. His eyes recovered enough to see, and he turned to the club to see it busy, but not as busy as it was late at night. "Can I go home and think about it?" Money wasn't an issue for Frysco, but he wondered what Robin planned for him.

"Of course." Robin said with a nod. "I would prefer an answer by tonight if possible, but take all the time you need to think, and if needed, to prepare."

Frysco stood up and walked to the door. His legs wobbled with each step, and he had to lean against the door to keep his balance. While he was calm, his body still hadn't fully recovered from the intense orgasm. "Oh...I...uh..." He turned his head to Robin. "There's...there's a matter of clothing." He was stark naked in the room. He didn't mind the nudity, and he doubted the rest of the club would as well, but he knew the world would probably say something about it. 'Where did my clothing go last night anyways?'

"You will be given attire when you leave." Robin explained. "Just speak with the man at the desk out front, after you change back into your human self." Robin leaned on the desk and smiled. "I hope to hear back from you soon."

'Okay, that's not a creepy look at all.' Frysco thought. He still couldn't quite tell Robin's gender. He thought Robin was she, but he thought it was rude to ask. Frysco turned around and walked out of the room and down the stairs. He was still in post-orgasmic bliss, so it was hard to pay attention to the others around him. He was glad he didn't have his wings in the basement, as he would have likely stumbled onto many things with them knocking over many other objects.

Frysco got some spare clothes once he got to the front desk. He also got his necklace back, which had gone missing after his transformation. He didn't want to know what happened to it. He was just glad to get it back. He got to change back to his human form, and he was finally able to leave. Still, the intense orgasm and the very intense night clung to the back of his head. The temptation to return was very strong, and he thought to himself that he might just go back.