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"Hello, I'm here for the experiment..." Sam said in a shy tone as he looked at the bored looking receptionist of the lab. He had never taken part in anything like this, but the ad he read online offered quite a lot of money to volunteers, and he desperately needed some dough to pay for college.

"Experiment number what." The lion at the other side of the counter replied in the exact unentertained tone that his face reflected. This of course didn't help the lizard's anxiety, who couldn't help but notice the tiny drops of sweat forming on his face and hands.

"Uhh, number..." He muttered as he put his hand into his pocket, desperately searching for his ticket, which he finally found- a crumbled, torn piece of paper. "Number 48!" He exclaimed, relieved that he hadn't left anything at home.

"That's gonna be room seven, just down that corridor. Knock on the door and the doctor will take care of it from there." The assistant said, not even looking up from the computer screen.

"Thank you!" Sam said quickly and set out towards the room he was pointed to, relieved that he got the interaction out of the way. He was almost embarrassed that he took part in something like this, he didn't want anyone to think he was so down on cash that he started selling himself for experiments... even though he kind of was.

Room number 7 was right there as promised, the lizard nervously knocked on the door. He waited a couple of seconds with no response, but just as he raised his hand to knock again, the door opened, a tall, handsome skunk on the other side wearing a white lab coat.

"G-good morning, I'm here for the experiment... number 48, if I do remember correctly" Sam said, feeling a bit awkward as he put down his raised hand.

"Hello, yes, you have come to the right place. Come right in!" The skunk replied in a friendly tone, which was definitely a nicely contrasting relief from the stone cold stare of his colleague.

"Thanks doctor!" He replied, stepping inside and putting his coat onto the hanger right next to the door. The room smelled mostly of disinfectant, but of course it had also picked up the unmistakable smell of a skunk. 'what a difficult like skunks have...'- he thought- 'no matter where they go, this awful stink always has to follow them...' and for a moment, he felt very thankful that reptiles didn't leave their scent around.

"What's your name, dear?" He asked, to which the lizard quickly picked up his head as he was pushed out of his train of thought.

"Sam!" He said quickly, finding it a tad strange that he was referred to as "dear" by a male doctor- not that he minded of course. He blushed deep red under his bluish green scales.

"Sam, very well. So before we start, I want to reassure you that the experiment will be quick and risk free. But either way, you'll have to sign this waiver for legal reasons, alright?" He said as he passed a paper over to his client.

"A waiver? Alright, I can do that..." although he didn't understand why a waiver was needed for a fully risk free experiment, he didn't really understand the law at all- maling "legal reasons" a perfect argument to get him to do pretty much anything. He took the pen that was connected to the desk by a small string so it wouldn't be stolen, and he jotted down his signature before giving it back.

"Thanks for your cooperation, we shall begin in a moment." The skunk smiled, then stood up and left the room, leaving Sam all alone- although he couldn't help but feel like he was being watched from every possible angle by hidden cameras all over the room.

The ad didn't really specify the type of experiment and no real details were shared, it only said something like "looking for volunteers to help test cutting edge medical technology for 200$. Mainly looking for young males with good builds" Sam was quite young, and he reckoned that he had a pretty well built body- so why not apply? If it's supposed to be painless and risk free, there really wasn't any reason to miss out on it... and of course he could always use an extra two hundred!

At that moment, the skunk came back to the room, quietly like a ghost. If Sam couldn't see the bright labcoat from the corner of his eye, he might not even have noticed him coming. He was holding a white plastic box in his hand with two small locks on each side. He put it down on the table right next to the lizard, opening the locks up one by one and lifting up the lid.

Inside was what looked like a pair of shiny, black latex gloves, slightly longer than the average washing up glove he used in the kitchen. He looked at it curiously, not being able to imagine what kind of experiment could be conducted with a pair of rubber gloves.

"We've spent the past couple of years developing a special kind of latex, which has a pain-relieving quality when in contact with the skin." The doctor explained as he took them out of the box, wearing similar looking gloves on his hands as well. "I'm going to apply a cream to your hand, which will cause a slight, temporary irritation."

Upon hearing that, Sam gulped, not knowing until then that the experiment was going to be painful. But after all, it was only going to be a slight irritation and he had nothing to worry about... He took a deep breath as the skunk started spreading the cream all over his hands. The cold, slippery gloves felt smooth on his scales and a gentle tingling could be felt when each of his fingers were fondled one by one, coating him in the substance.

It actually didn't feel very irritating at all at first- quite the opposite actually. It gave a nice, refreshing feeling thanks to its cool temperature, but as it soaked in through the scales, a slight itching could be felt, which grew stronger and stronger each second.

"Yes, I'm s-starting to feel it..." He said anxiously, looking at his palms which turned slightly red as if he had just slapped something. He gently scratched himself, but that only seemed to make it worse, so he quickly stopped, looking up at the doctor. "Can I try them on now? It's kind of uncomfortable..."

"Of course, feel free to put them on!" The skunk said as he smiled and stared at the lizards hand as he haphazardly wiggled one of his hands into the glove.

It took a little bit of struggling until he could put it on as it proved to be slightly too tight for his hand, creaking loudly as it was stretched to its limits in order to fit. It almost went up to his elbow in length, coating most of his lower arm in the tight, shiny material. The second one proved to be even more difficult to get on, his other, now much more slippery hand just couldn't seem to get a proper grasp on the other glove in order to slip his hand in easily.

"Argh, can you help me doctor? I can't... Get this thing on..." He said in frustration as the slimy glove just couldn't seem to provide enough grip to get it pulled up to his elbow, even after he had managed to wiggle all his fingers into- hopefully- all the right places.

"Of course, here you go! I always forget how much subjects struggle to get these on by themselves~" He giggled, grabbing the end and pulling it up with ease. Sam's and the doctor's rubber gloves squeaked on each other as he helped finally get it on tight, smoothing out all the wrinkles on its surface.

The lizard looked all over his hands, seeing that the skintight latex seemed to completely take the shape of his hands. He could see every small scale, line and wrinkle under the reflective layer of rubber, to the point where it became almost impossible to notice that he was even wearing anything- if it wasn't for the tightness on his arm and the warmth and sweat accumulating inside.

"This is incredible, the itching is already gone!" He looked at the skunk happily as the annoying irritation seemed to disappear the moment he got the gloves on. "I almost never wanna take these off, heh~"

"That's actually quite a common side effect, one which we are still not quite familiar with..." The doctor replied as he wrote down the results on his notepad. "Due to its extreme pain relieving nature, the material sometimes causes a bit of an... Addiction, let's say."

"Oh, really?" Sam replied in a slightly worried tone, pushing down the sleeve of his right hand glove to expose the skin again. Although the itching wasn't there anymore, he instantly felt a slight urge to pull it back on, an urge that he didn't want to resist. He quickly pulled it back up and gulped as a wave of pleasure rode down his body- he didn't know if he could ever take it off again. "And how long does this... Side effect last, precisely?" He asked nervously.

"We don't have much information on that, sadly. But we do know that the more you get exposed to it, the worse it gets... So I suggest you take it off now." Came the reply, and Sam quickly, albeit hesitantly complied.

"Yes sir, right away!" Taking off the gloves was a much easier process than getting them on, as they easily slid off his hands after he rolled the sleeves down from his arms. His hands felt cold and still a bit slimy from the built up sweat, and even though he felt an even stronger urge to get them back on, he felt that he was able to control himself.

"Well, thank you for your contribution to your research! I'll go get the check for you, please wait here until then!" The skunk said with a wink as he quickly left the room before Sam could even say 'thank you', leaving him alone in the room... With the gloves.

There was a clock on the wall of the lab which Sam didn't even really notice until then; clocks are such a regular part of our lives now that people don't realize that they are there until they're curious about the time, or are suddenly coated in complete silence with only the steady ticking of the seconds keeping them company. The lizard waited and impatiently tapped his hand on the desk, his eyes unwillingly wandering to the gloves hastily thrown back on the table when he took them down. He knew that he could not contain himself for much longer, only the doctor's presence could have given him enough self control- but waiting became harder and harder, even the ticking of the clock seemed to get slower as time went on.

"I'm just gonna fold them... It was very impolite of me to just throw such expensive equipment on the table like this..." He thought to himself as he finally reached out and grabbed one of the gloves. The pleasure could be felt once again as soon as he touched it, and he wasn't even halfway done with the folding when he got the urge for more. He had to put them back on his hands.

He nervously looked at the door to make sure nobody saw him and he quickly got the glove back on himself, feeling jolts of satisfaction as each of his fingers slid nicely into place. Then came the second one, which still posed a bigger challenge due to his other hand being pretty much unable to grip the fine material, but he had a better idea. He grabbed the sleeve with his teeth so that he could pull it up without the help of anyone else, and before he knew it, he was back in his gloves, happily wiggling his fingers around. That's when he realized that he had made a big mistake.

As he was pulling up the glove using his teeth, his lips slightly touched the material, and it seemed that even that was enough to trigger his addiction. He didn't only need the rubber on his hand now; he needed it on his mouth too. He knew how weird he must have looked, so he took a glance around once again before squeezing his gloved hand on his lips, his eyes rolling back in pleasure and more of his body was exposed to the latex. And now that the gloves were near his face, he also noticed something about it- its smell.

Oh, the smell... It wasn't much different from regular latex, but there was something so enticing about it, something that sparked even more desire in him, this time also sexually. He knew that this was getting out of control but he couldn't help it, he desperately rubbed the gloves all over his face to get even more of the texture and the smell on himself. His pants started getting tight as his bulge nearly ripped through the crotch and he moaned up in pleasure as he put some of his fingers in his mouth and desperately suckled on them to get more of its taste.

He couldn't think anymore, his sudden addiction had taken complete control of his mind. He quickly reached down to his pants and pulled them down, revealing his erect cock and gently squeezing it with his hands. A wave of sexual excitement never felt before ran up his spine, and he started aggressively jerking his cock with the slimy gloves. Part of him prayed that the doctor wouldn't come back to see him doing this, but it wasn't enough to stop him from keeping on masturbating with new pulses of pleasure with each new inch of his body that the rubber touched. He was ecstatic, even his vision went blank as he squeezed his eyes shut, rushing towards an orgasm.

The orgasm didn't take long to come, and once clean gloves were now stained with the lizard's white cum all over them. And as the pink clouds of his dreamy orgasm finally started to clear out from Sam's head, he finally came to a realization- he was in big trouble.

He quickly began licking the cum off the gloves, but it wasn't an easy fight- the highly smooth surface made it slide all around, just as he licked up one drop, the rest of the load had slid along, dripping down from the fingers. It was then, as he was desperately licking his own cum from the gloves with his red cock still exposed, that he heard the skunk's footsteps coming down the hall again.