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It was late at night and the traffic of the city had finally started to die down, the bumper to bumper traffic that the moving truck had been stuck in finally loosening up so that it could start moving again. The lion synth that was behind the wheel had been staring blearily out of the dirty windshield as they finally stepped on the gas and made his way towards his destination. They had not expected that it would take them as long as it did to finally get to where they needed to go, and when they looked at the clock on the dashboard it was getting very late. A grimace formed on their metallic muzzle as they hoped that the one waiting for them wouldn't be angry that they had arrived when the moon was high in the sky. Finally Dieter had managed to get to the parking lot of the apartment complex, and as they drove in and tried to find a place where they could park they could see that there were still quite a few that were out and about. There was a number of people out in pair, one of them normal while the other was completely covered in rubber. They were rubber pets; while the synthetic feline hadn't seen a lot of them while out in their small town, but ever since they had driven into the city limits they had started to see them more and more. It was a rather interesting sight, though right at the moment the lion synth was far more focused at finding parking before it was midnight. Fortunately despite most of the lot being full from people being at home, Dieter had managed to find a place that was relatively close that they could put the truck in. Once they had managed to find a place to park they turned off the engine and got out of the cab, which they nearly stumbled as they got out onto the asphalt. It had been so long since they had started driving that even their metal body felt stiff, which was saying something considering that they normally couldn't even feel such a thing. The synth knew that they still had a lot of work to do, but before they moved a box they had to make sure that the one waiting for them hadn't fallen asleep. When they got up towards the door Dieter thought about potentially calling, but decided instead to just ring the doorbell since they were right in the lobby. Once they had gotten to the panel the lion synth looked down until they saw the one marked with the name Newlyn, pushing it and hearing the small buzzing sound. They waited nervously for a minute or so, but just as they thought that perhaps they were going to have to find a hotel to stay the night they heard the intercom crackled to life. Dieter could feel the breath they had holding get released as they told the one on the other side of the speaker that it was them and that they had finally arrived. Though there was still all the stuff in the truck, Newlyn told them to come up and rest a bit considering the long drive and how late it was. That sounded good to the lion synth, especially the promise of food that the other man had mentioned, and as soon as the door buzzed they opened it and went inside. The truck was locked up and would keep for at least one more day, Dieter thought, and after getting to the elevator they rode it up to the third floor and made their way towards the door. Before they could even knock on it they found that it was already open, and as they poked their head through the crack they could see the snow leopard in the kitchen. "I see you got the first taste of city traffic," Newlyn said as Dieter made their way inside and closed the door behind them. "Yeah, that was a lot of fun," Dieter replied sarcastically. "You'll learn to time such things," Newlyn informed him as he gestured towards the small dinner table that had been set up. "Why don't you sit down? I can get something quick going here to eat, and then I can show you where your room is." The synth lion just nodded in response, needing to eat even though he was essentially a living machine. They was not immune to certain biological processes either, such as fatigue. As they continued to sit there they thought that perhaps all that time in the truck would have tempered their need to sit, but there was quite the difference from the uncomfortable seat of the moving van and the cushioned dinner chair that he was in at the moment. Just as the synth lion began to sit back and relax, however, their eyes opened again as they saw the plate of food being put down in front of them. There was something else there though that had immediately caught their attention, and as Newlyn sat down with his plate he allowed the lion synth to investigate it more closely. "Is this... what I think it is?" Dieter asked. "One of those pet collars?" "Indeed it is," Newlyn replied. "You had mentioned before how you weren't sure how you would repay me for setting you up in the city, and I thought that I might offer that to you as an option. Naturally it's your choice, and I wouldn't be even making the offer if I didn't think it would fit us, but I make more than enough for this place and thought you might be interested in that as an option while you got completely settled in." "Wow... this was not what I was expecting for a welcome present," Dieter said with a chuckle, though there was a slight blush to his metallic cheeks as he picked it up. "I hear these are rather hard to come by, how did you manage to snag one?" "I have my means," Newlyn said after a bite full of food. "As I said, don't want you to feel obligated or rushed in it, but considering I had such a thing in my possession and, as I said, a rather nice job, I wanted to present it before you had a chance to settle in. Naturally if you decide to take me up on my offer then it's going to be a... completely different type of living situation." Dieter found themselves growing even more flush at the mere thought. They had never really thought about the pet program before, considering that most of the time it was so rare to even see one that they didn't bother. With the actual product in their hands though the lion synth realized there was something that they could do other then just being a roommate and looking for a job that would help them pay the rent. He also found himself flattered that Newlyn was willing to take him up as a pet, most of the time those who became one normally wouldn't be doing things like holding down jobs. After once more making sure that the snow leopard would be fine with having an arrangement like that instead of having them actually having their own room and paying rent. When Newlyn once more confirmed that he would be more than fine with such a thing it left the ball in their hands. It was something that he would certainly have to think about, especially considering that the option had been rather enticing. Once more the snow leopard told him that he had plenty of time to think about it and to enjoy the meal that had been prepared. The two continued to eat and talk about other things about what to do in the city, Dieter's eyes continued to glance down at the collar that had been set to the side. The rubber glinted almost invitingly in the light, and more then once they had found their fingers drifting towards it almost instinctively. Part of them wondered if the entire idea had been to float this idea once they had gotten there, especially since Newlyn didn't need to have a roommate but was all too keen to get them into the city and share his apartment. Either way it was an extremely generous offer, one that he was happy to consider. While the night was still relatively young, the trip had taken a lot out of Dieter and they didn't want to make such a decision while tired. Though there was still the matter of the truck, Newlyn reminded him that the lot belonged to the apartment and it would keep for a day. They would have to unload everything tomorrow though, and for the first night he would have the synth lion out on the couch. Though they were considering wanting to be in their own bed for their first night, the idea of having to go back out and start hauling stuff out when night had already fallen was not something they were looking forward to. After dinner was finished the two sat on Dieter's future bed to watch a movie, and though Newlyn hadn't brought it up again the lion synth's mind continued to drift back to the collar that was on the table. It glinted in the light, almost like it was calling to the them to put it on, and they weren't quite sure if they should be making decisions so slightly. While the process was completely reversible, from what Newlyn had suggested they would be sharing a bed instead of each of them having their own room. When they had gotten up to stretch their legs the lion had poked his head into the one that would have been his and saw that it was completely empty, but from the marks in the carpet he guessed that the snow leopard was using it as an office. Though they didn't want to pry, as Dieter passed by Newlyn's room the door was opened so they could see inside. The small desk had been moved into the corner, and with it in there the entire room looked rather cramped. His bed looked comfortable enough though, and when they realized what they were thinking it caused them to blush slightly. It felt like they had already made up their mind, but they knew at the very least they should attempt to sleep on it before they made a final decision. Once the movie was finished and everything was squared away, including putting pillows and a comforter out, Newlyn gave one last check to see if he was alright before heading to his own room. Dieter was more than happy to settle in, and finally all those hours on the road were starting melt away. They were also offered a shower, but the synth wanted to wait until they had gotten all their stuff out of the struck even with being in the cab of a truck all day. It didn't take long until they were falling asleep already, their mental processes shutting down for the night... ...or at least, that's what they thought. When Dieter opened their eyes once more they found that it was still the middle of the night. As they slowly got up they found that the tiredness was mostly gone, replaced with an almost anxious energy. With the light that was still coming in from the nearby window Dieter could still see the living room and kitchen, including the collar that still sat on the table. Though they had swore to themselves that they were going to wait for the morning to make a decision, the synth lion found themselves getting up and heading over towards the table. The collar itself didn't need any manner of activation; all Dieter had to do was put it around their neck, and then as long as Newlyn had put in all the information it would start the process. They didn't see the snow leopard as having left it blank, and as he picked it up he could see that Dieter's name was already on the screen in the front of the rubber. It would be so easy to just put it on, and while part of them thought that they should wait until at least the other feline was up, the synth found it impossible to wait anymore. There was a few minutes of back and forth in the mind of the synth on what they wanted to do, but eventually Dieter could no longer hold back and slipped the collar over their neck. The feeling of rubber against their metallic skin had caused a slight tremble to go through their entire body, and as soon as they managed to get the ends connected they felt a bit of heat from ends of it. It was the collar fusing together, forming one seamless band that tightened slightly around his neck until there was a comfortable pressure. Once it was done Dieter waited for the next step in the process, but since they didn't know what it was they weren't quite sure on what it was that they would expect. With the collar secured and his need satiated for the moment, Dieter guessed that they would have to ask Newlyn what might need to happen next. They also began to suddenly feel very drowsy as well, and considering that nothing else could be done without waking up the snow leopard, they went to the couch and sat back down on it. When they laid back down the need to sleep and drowsiness that had been felt after such a long ride was finally catching up with them. As they settled in for a long sleep and closed their eyes the synth's fingers continued to go up and play with it, unaware of the purple that was transferring and spreading to the metal of their neck... The next morning Dieter awoke with a snort, and when they opened their eyes they saw the grinning face of their friend standing over them. "Well well, looks like someone had made quite the decision last night," Newlyn said, running a finger along the rubber that had spread over the lion synth's throat. "Tell me, how are you feeling?" "I feel... a lot like before, actually," Dieter replied, though when they rubbed the back of their neck they could feel that something was very different. It was the latex that had spread over the metal, feeling where it had already been assimilated. "I thought that the collar was supposed to turn someone into, like, an obedient drone or pet, or something like that." "Well, you're half right about it," Newlyn explained, sitting down on the couch next to Dieter once they had gotten sat up themselves. "Once the collar has completely integrated into you then I can shift particular aspects of your physiology and psychology, so if you want to be a mindless, obedient drone then we can make that happen, or you can just be your normal self but belong to me, or anything in between. For the moment though we have to focus on your integration, we're not going to be able to do much in that regard until you become fully converted." Dieter nodded and pulled off the shirt that they had been wearing, eager to see how far the progress was going. Though it was hard to see since it was starting at their neck, but as they tilted down he could see the shiny purple starting to cascade over the metal of his chest. It was accompanied by a tingling sensation that had caused them to squirm slightly, especially when Newlyn reached over and ran their fingers against the smooth rubber. They both saw that the contact had caused the shiny material to cascade over their features in a slightly faster fashion, and as it completely coated their pectoral they realized that there was potentially away to speed up the process. When the transforming synth floated the idea to the snow leopard, they could see his eyes lighting up at the mention of it. Though Newlyn was more than eager to put the plan in action he still asked to make sure that Dieter was on board with the entire thing, mentioning that they had just came into this arrangement literally a few hours ago. Though the synth would have mentioned that this was something that they were into, they decided to keep that particular facet of themselves as a little hidden jewel for the other feline to discover later. For the moment though the lion was very curious to see what would happen once the pet collar had fully taken effect, and considering that they were told that normally it would take a least a day for full acclimation they were very willing to do anything that would speed up the process. Plus it would be a good chance to test out whether or not such roles were a good fit, since at this moment the collar had the least amount of effect on their processing units. Newlyn let out a soft groan as he took off his shirt while Dieter did the same to his pants, pulling them down the grey spotted fur to reveal the bulge that was starting to already strain against his underwear. It was clear that the snow leopard was happy with the arrangement, though as he gently sat back to give the synth lion easier access he did mention that the was worried such a suggestion would have potentially made things awkward even if they accepted. As Dieter tossed the pants aside they merely responded that they would have been fine even if they didn't want to be his pet, and actually wondered if perhaps they would have had similar fun with one another even if they were just roommates. The suggestion had caused Newlyn to chuckle and nod his head, though it wasn't long before he was lying back even more against the couch as Dieter fondled his maleness through the thin fabric of his underwear. Though they hadn't done anything too serious yet, Dieter could feel the rubber creeping further up their neck. When they looked down they saw that their shoulders were completely coated already and the purple rubber had started to cover over their biceps. It was actually working, or at least it looked like it, and even though Newlyn had said the collar wouldn't have affected his mind, it did feel a little bit more like he was getting into the pet mindset. Perhaps this was the reason that he had wanted to put on the collar in the first place, though with Newlyn stretched out on the couch while completely naked he found his attention drawn to other matters. As Newlyn got propped up, Dieter could see the feline staring down at him with an easy smile on his muzzle. Any initial awkwardness between the two had long since evaporated, and it only further cemented the fact that this was the right choice between the two of them as the increasingly rubber creature crawled up the thick fur of the snow leopard's thighs. Right in the middle of all of it was that glistening spire of flesh, the snow leopard's maleness showing just how eager his new master was to get started. Master... it was a word that had just popped up into Dieter's mind, and he found it rather fitting as the rubber of the collar crept up the back of his neck and started to slither over his head. "It fits you," Newlyn suddenly said, rubbing his hand over the latex of the lion's head as Dieter looked up at him. "The collar?" Dieter asked. "You kneeling between my legs like this," Newlyn replied. "I don't think that I could go soft if I tried. Didn't mean to interrupt your flow though pet, keep doing what feels natural." Being called a pet had caused a shiver to go down Dieter's spine, and spurred them on to crawl up a little further until they finally reached Newlyn's cock. As it bumped up against their muzzle they could feel the rubber starting to also curl up over their lower jaw, continuing to assimilate the metallic flesh while also flowed down their spine and chest. It was an amazing feeling, turning to rubber, and as they brought their hand down their front they could feel the slick material that caused them to shudder. Already being a synth, they were used to the feeling of not being flesh and blood, but the shift to rubber was something else entirely. As the shiny purple coated and formed into a mane that was starting to cascade down over their shoulders, Dieter didn't let the new synthetic hair falling into their eyes stop him as they slowly reached forward and wrapped their fingers around the throbbing shaft. When they did they found that the rubber had transferred onto them, giving them a shiny appearance as they slowly stroked up and down. Newlyn's already hard shaft was practically throbbing just in the shiny embrace of the creature between the snow leopard's legs. The feeling or rubber sliding against thick fur was causing both men to let out soft gasps and moans. Though both men were eager and ready, Dieter was attempting to keep things slow and steady to not seem overly eager. The progression of the latex on his body was fast enough at this point that they were being assimilated in proper time, and though they were eager to see what they would feel and look like, the lion was in no hurry. One thing that did come up in their mind was what the two of them would do about the truck, but considering that Newlyn had specifically taken the day off to originally help them move in they would deal with it later. For the moment the only thing that Dieter wanted to focus on was the thick shaft that he was holding. Originally Dieter had wanted to wait until their entire mouth was covered in latex; though they had seen other versions of rubber pets that didn't have mouths, or even faces, they assumed that the standard would be covering and assimilating it just like with the rest of their body. But the synth lion was getting rather impatient, and though their soon to be master was enjoying the attention being given to him, they wanted to see about stepping things up a notch. They wanted to see the other feline squirm in pleasure, and as soon as their lips pressed against the head of Newlyn's cock. Almost immediately he could feel the snow leopard slide his fingers through the synthetic fur of the mane, smoothing it back and revealing the shiny purple forehead of the lion. "Damn, this is more intense then I had expected," Newlyn huffed, looking down and watching as the increasingly rubberized lion synth looked up at him. "I wanted to see the rubber spreading over your face, I just didn't imagine you'd be sucking me off while it happened." By this point Dieter had licked their still metallic tongue against the underside of his shaft, so if there was anything else that their new master wanted to say it was obliterated by the pleasure of his warm maw. The transition of metal to rubber on his lower jaw was quickly creeping up to change his tongue, and even before the tendrils had started to wrap the appendage they could feel it starting to lengthen. While there wouldn't be any severe mutations, Dieter could still feel that their body was morphing to become more like an ideal pet. Newlyn had mentioned that were things that came with the starter build of a rubber pet, which included things for enhanced oral stimulation. That included an increasingly prehensile tongue, but there was also a few other enhancements that they could feel happening to the inside of their maw while the latex covered it. As they could feel the rubber becoming ridged and textured for better stimulation, the mostly rubber lion also found that they could control the suction to completely envelop their master. As Dieter started to get more into the role, Newlyn groaned and pressed his thighs against his new pet while still watching. The snow leopard was eager to get into this new dynamic with the rubber lion, but wanted to make sure that they succumbed to their role at the pace that was comfortable for them. This wasn't going to be just a small fling, he mused inwardly as he continued to rub against the back of their head, not if he could help it. Though some only engage in the role for a bit of fun, Newlyn wanted to make sure that this was a far more permanent role for the other man, something that he believed that Dieter was eager to accept given how quickly they wanted to put the collar on themselves. The two remained like that for a while, the silence of the room punctuated only be the loud slurps and occasional gulps as Dieter worked the snow leopard all the way down into their throat. Though they had lost track of the transformation while bobbing their head, the lion could tell when their insides had completely changed by feeling the impressive shaft of the other feline slipping easily into their throat. Their new neck had more stretch then the old metallic one, and though it was hard to see themselves with their face buried in the thick white fur of Newlyn's groin, they definitely felt different. When they pulled back and brought up a hand to press against the root of the throbbing cock they did see that his hands had turned a shiny purple, and that instead of the usual five digits on his fingers they saw their pinky had merged into ring finger to give them four slightly swollen ones. Fortunately they still had their thumb though, using it to wrap around Newlyn's shaft while sliding faster up and down on the rest of it. The rubber pet could feel their master's toes start to curl and that spurred them on to keep at it, and it wasn't long until they felt the fingers tangled in their synthetic mane grab hold and pull their head down entirely. The lion let out a muffled groan of surprise as they were pushed all the way back down on it, though there was no gag reflex that they had to worry about. Instead it was just a large bulge that stretched out the front of their neck as Newlyn let out a orgasmic cry. The lion remained clamped between the thighs of the snow leopard for a while as Newlyn climaxed, teeth clenched slightly as his hips continued to pump forward while he was unloading into the maw of his pet. When he was finally completely spent he fell back against the couch once more, panting heavily and letting go of the other man while his chest heaved up and down. As he stared at the ceiling he continued to feel the warm maw enveloping his softening cock, until finally Dieter slid back off of him. Even though he was already spent Newlyn felt a tremble of pleasure go down his spine as the lips dragged over the sensitive flesh, followed by his tongue that had managed to slide up the entire length before finally letting him out of the pleasured grip. "Wow, that was even better then I had imagined," Newlyn said, a soft chuckle escaping from his lips as he ran his hands through his hair. As he was about to ask Dieter how he was doing his jaw dropped slightly when the lion stood up, purple rubber glinting in the light of the sun streaming in through the windows. "Holy cow, Dieter, you look..." "Amazing?" Dieter finished, the black of their eyes framed against golden pupils that looked down at their slim yet still defined body. "This is definitely not what I expected when you said I would be a pet, but... I like it. What do you think, master?" "Well, I-, wait, did you just me master?" Newlyn asked. Dieter thought about what they had just said, then nodded their head. "Yeah, it just felt... natural, like I've been calling you that for ages." "Fascinating, the programming is already taking effect," Newlyn replied as he sat up on the couch and gestured for Dieter to do the same. "Even though I haven't given you anything yet, there are a few things that come standard mentally with the pet package, just like the physical perks like that tongue of yours. Tell me, how do you feel about serving me, doing whatever I ask as long as it's within reason?" For a few moments Dieter didn't respond once more, but this time it wasn't because they were trying to remember something. The question was something that they hadn't really thought about, but something that made sense given their new position in life. As a pet they would be expected to cater to their owner's whim, to do whatever it is that they wanted because their mind and body belonged to him. It was a situation that might have given most people pause, just putting their lives into the hands of another like that, but the more they thought about serving and devoting themselves to Newlyn, the more a smile came to their muzzle. "I think... it's definitely something that I can get used to," Dieter replied, their body trembling slightly in pleasure as even just thinking about the concept of servitude was enough to start riling them up. "I guess the only question is, where do we start?" ******************** Several days passed after Dieter had collared themselves and became the pet of Newlyn, and they were very busy for both. With there being no more need for the rubber lion to have their own room, instead sharing the bed of their owner, there wasn't much that was needed for them in the moving truck. They kept a few of their more important items; grabbing a desk and their computer system so that they could play games, a few mementos, and a couple other things, but then either sold or donated the rest. The main thing was clothing, while Dieter didn't have much to begin with while being a synth, Newlyn expressed that there was no need for a rubber pet to have anything on them. It was the same time when Dieter learned of just what extent their body could be molded by the snow leopard. As they glanced down at the slight bulge that was between their legs it was a similar configuration to their synth form, but instead of being tucked away it had been completely absorbed into the rubber around it. Though they floated the idea of putting something down there to demonstrate ownership, like the stylized imprint of the snow leopard's head or a lock on it, but for the moment they decided to leave it blank. It was the same for the rest of their body, the two more focused on the task of making sure everything was settled for the lion pet's new living situation. Aside from the collar it also turned out there was a bit of paperwork involved, though as Newlyn explained it was mostly just registration to make sure that no one had been rubberized against their will. It made sense to Dieter but took most of the day, which after the logistics of getting all their stuff either packed away or settled into the new space had started to wear them out. But as they were both sitting on the couch and the snow leopard told them to go and make them dinner, almost immediately they had sprung to their feet with extra pep in their step to carry things out. Whatever technology that was in the collar made it so that they were always ready to do whatever their owner wanted, and within twenty minutes Dieter had finished making food. Or at least... that had been the plan, though as Dieter started to try and whack out the flames in the pan with a spatula and Newlyn's nose turned up at the smell of smoke things went in a slightly different direction. Fortunately the snow leopard was prepared and as soon as he realized what was happening he leapt over the couch and ran into the kitchen, grabbing the fire extinguisher along the way and using it to put out the fire. "Ah, I forgot that I had not bought the cooking add-on package," Newlyn said as the two looked at the burnt, smoking pan that was charred completely black. "So... don't know how to cook at all, do we?" "Nope," Dieter replied with a sheepish grin. "Unless you might have some frozen pizzas that I can make for you?" "Well, considering that we've been so busy these last few days, perhaps it's time for a proper celebration for our new arrangement," Newlyn said as he put the fire extinguisher under the sink. "Why don't you go ahead and clean this up while I see what we can get to order, and maybe look at upgrades on that collar of yours as well to see what cooking modules are on sale." Though the sound of getting mods that would integrate with their mind would intimidate some, it was something that was relatively normal as a synth. It was much harder to integrate skillsofts into a synth body though, there still needs to be significant practice and some learning in order for the programming to graft, so the idea of having it upload directly into the collar that would affect them was interesting. At the moment though they quickly focused their mind on getting the burnt food off the pans to try and salvage them, and while it looked like a disaster it wasn't too hard to clean off the soot. After getting the dishes done, Dieter also made sure to get the black marks off of the wall before they settled back down onto the couch where Newlyn was. As soon as the rubber lion sat on the couch they were given the phone, the snow leopard telling them to order what they wanted and he would follow suit. As they looked at the screen the synthetic creature found that the restaurant had already been chosen, although as they looked up the options it made them wonder about something that they asked the other man about. As a synth they still had to eat to help maintain their energy, but as a rubber creature they weren't sure if it was the same mechanisms. Newlyn explained that their physiology was similar to a synth, but that there were such things as charging stations that would allow a creature such as the rubber lion to actually use electricity. As he started to get into how the transformative properties of the rubber worked there was a knock at the door, the food that they had ordered arriving. This time the snow leopard didn't even have to mention for Dieter to get the door, the pet springing up from the couch to get their food. As the door opened Newlyn lifted himself up, grinning when he saw the delivery man give the shiny creature a once over look before handing them the food. For the next few hours the two sat and relaxed on the couch, the meal eventually disappearing as they watched a movie that had rented. The entire time the snow leopard had the synthetic lion laying on him, stroking through his shiny mane. After all the things they had to do to register Dieter as a pet it was nice for them to finally enjoying their respective roles. Soon it would be time for him to take his pet into the bed for cuddles, but as the movie was getting to a particularly dull point, he found his hand shifting down further towards the groin of the rubber creature. It didn't take long before Dieter found a hand pressing between their groin, and as it began to get rubbed they could feel themselves getting aroused. At first Dieter thought that they might get their maleness back for this, but while they felt a bit of pleasure coming from their groin it was not the main target of the snow leopard's desire. As they wrapped their fingers around the rapidly hardening length of the other feline with their latex fingers, the ones that had been pressing against them was sliding even further between their legs. Eventually the tips found their target, Dieter letting otu a loud gasp as they began to push up into their tailhole. Though they had been fooling around quite a bit, the two had been so busy that they had mostly just been making sure that everything was ready for their new roles together. With the impromptu celebration, things were starting to push to the next level with everything finally being official. Newlyn was more than eager to try out all the other modifications that had been done to their body. The second the first finger pushed into them they could feel their inner walls practically clamp around it, suctioning it in slightly while finding the passage to be already lubricated. It meant that Dieter would be ready to go whenever their owner wanted, and it was clear from the sensation that the time was now. For a few minutes the two were content in the make out session that they were having as the two groped each other, but soon the rubber lion felt their shiny butt being gripped and pulled upwards. The movie was put on pause and as Newlyn continued to lean back in the couch, letting Dieter crawl on top of him. The sensation of the rubber chest rubbing against the thick fur of his own had gotten him fully erect, and it didn't take long for the lion to adjust themselves while remaining face to face. Dieter found that the smooth bulge of their groin pressing against the abs of the snow leopard to be a rather intense feeling, even if it wasn't physically pleasurable. Without having his own cock to focus on it gave the rubber lion the sole focus of pleasing the one that was pressed against his backside. He could feel the shaft already starting to press up and slide between his cheeks, causing the shiny purple creature to shudder as he licked his lips. But just as he was about to get started, Newlyn put a hand on Dieter's chest to cause them pause. "I think it's time to really get you into the mindset," Newlyn said, causing Dieter to tilt their head in question. "Well, I haven't had a chance to flex my ownership over your body, and since I'll be using one of your holes I figure you won't need the others." It took a few seconds before Dieter register what their owner was talking about, but when they had attempted to open their mouth to ask a question they found their lips already starting to stick together. When they brought up their fingers they found that thick strands of rubber merging their upper and lower jaws together. The lion attempted to push our their lips, only to find that it had expanded to fill their maw. As they could feel the shiny material pulling and fusing their muzzle shut their nostrils were also starting to flatten. All Dieter could do was let out a muffled grunt as they felt the purple latex shifting and rippling around their features. The sensations were incredibly strange, and as their fingers felt their lips and nose smoothing over it had caused them to blink a few times, only for their eyelids to fuse shut. Even though his eyes completely disappeared into the softening features of the rest of their face, he could find that after a brief moment of darkness that they could see again. But even without the snow leopard telling him, the rubber pet could sense that his owner could deprive them of such senses once more. But as Newlyn just gave them a grin, Dieter watched as he went to his cell phone and turned on the camera function. As he fiddled with the device the lion could feel the rubber in their ears thickening, and unlike their eyesight they found the world going quieter until finally there was nothing but silence. It was one last distraction to pleasing their master, though when the lion was shown what they looked like in the camera phone it had shocked them enough to redirect their attention to themselves. What stared back at them was a rubber lion head in only the vaguest of descriptions; every facial feature that they had was completely gone, replaced with a vaguely feline look that reminded Dieter more of a mannequin then a living creature. As their fingers ran over the smooth expanse of their new head, Dieter's back suddenly arched slightly as they felt their rear get cupped once more and pulled up. They were being positioned with his legs pushing up so that the cock rubbing between their cheeks was shifted downwards, eventually getting the tip pushed up against the prepared hole. Though they couldn't hear it, the reverberations he could feel from the chest of the other man indicated that he was either groaning or even purring. But just as the lion pet was about to look down to see what was happening, suddenly his vision went completely black once more. Meanwhile Newlyn smirked as he could feel the body of his pet bucking slightly when he took away another of their senses. At this point the only thing left that they had was touch, and that was all that they would need as the snow leopard began to guide those firm butt cheeks downward. The tip of his cock slid easily into their hole, the lubrication and the rippling inner muscles drawing him in just like it had with his finger. It was even more intense of a sensation then when the lion pet had first wrapped their lips around him, and with every inch that slipped inside the rubber was conforming even more to his size and shape. Even before he had completely sheathed himself in the lion, Newlyn could feel that tight tunnel already applying the perfect pleasure. The naturally producing lube made sure that he could thrust in as hard as he wanted, though with the lion on top of his lap he spurred on his pet to take the lead by squeezing his shiny rear before moving his hands to their hips. Though Dieter couldn't see or hear anything, he could understand what his owner wanted, and it wasn't hard to guess given the snow leopard continuing to push him down on his dick. It didn't take long before they started to get into a rhythm with Dieter bouncing up and down on the cock inside of him. The two kept the movements slow and sensual, Dieter slowly sliding back and forth while the snow leopard slowly pushed up occasionally to get even deeper inside of him. The faceless rubber drone remained completely silent, the only sounds coming from their coupling being the occasional muffled grunt from the lion and audible groan from the feline beneath him. Both soon lost track of all sense of time, remaining locked into one another as Newlyn took the opportunity to do a little more training onto his new pet. It was mostly just to make sure that Dieter enjoyed the sensations, letting the sensory-deprived lion pet associate such feelings of servitude and autonomy with pure pleasure. It was working, and with Dieter not having a dick of their own they weren't quite sure what would happen concerning the building of powerful sensation inside them. As they could feel their owner get close to his own orgasm, Newlyn leaned forward and wrapped his arms around them. Their bodies pressed close together as Newlyn climaxed inside of them, and when he did there was a surge that rippled throughout their entire body. It wasn't necessarily from the physical act, but from serving his new master so well. It was just as good as any orgasm that he had ever had before, and as the seconds continued to pass eventually Dieter was able to see and hear once more while their face reshaped back into its previous form. As soon as their feline features returned, Dieter took advantage of them by kissing Newlyn on the lips. The two remained that way with the snow leopard's maleness still buried inside of them, the rubber lion's body continuing to move slightly even as they both came down from their mutual high. After another few minutes the two felines separated from one another and they continued to watch the movie, and once that was done they went to Newlyn's bedroom for the night. It wasn't the first time they had shared the bed, Dieter's sojourn on the couch only for that first night, and all the remaining nights they spent with Newlyn snuggling up against his pet while they slept... *********************** Dieter soon lost track of the days after having settled into their new apartment and new life. Though there was the possibility that they could have found something to do while also being a pet, both of them had decided that they would be much better off with them being the one taking care of their master and the apartment as they had originally arranged. That was just fine with the rubber lion, and after a few additional purchases they stood in front of the oven. There was no fires this time, and as they finished up with breakfast they could smell the tantalizing aroma of bacon and eggs as they were put down on the table. Just as Dieter finished up they heard the door opened, and looked to see that the snow leopard was slowly walking from the bedroom towards the dining table while wiping the sleep from his eyes. "Good morning pet," Newlyn said as he went to the table, sitting down just as Dieter set the plate in front of him. "I see that breakfast mod is well worth it." "Of course, master," Dieter said with a grin as he put a second plate down for himself. "I'm glad that you are enjoying it, I can't wait for you to try everything that I'm capable of. Did you want me to prepare lunch and dinner right away, or wait?" "I'd actually figured that perhaps we could do something a little special," Newlyn replied with a grin, reaching over and petting the synthetic lion on the head before sitting back once more. "Also I'm going to be in meetings all day, so I'll probably pop out to grab lunch but that's about it. You think you can get everything ready for us until I'm done." The rubber lion merely nodded as he ate his own food, and once the snow leopard was done he got up and gave his pet a kiss on the cheek before heading towards his office. While sometimes Dieter joined him to keep company, if he was on meetings then the rubber lion would find themselves only going in to serve his master lunch and possibly give him a little rub on the shoulders and back to relax him. That was just fine with them, it would give the rubber creature time to do the cleaning and other chores before whatever Newlyn had planned for them that night. First thing was first, getting the dishes from the sink towards the dishwasher. The rest of the day was spent between cleaning and playing video games, walking around the apartment and getting all his chores done. Since they didn't have to dote on their master it was rather easy and actually gave them time to do some personal things. One of the things that they had kept from their old life was their gaming equipment and computer, the latter of which set up in the bedroom. Instead they just laid on the couch and played their gaming system instead, light shining off his glistening purple rubber from the sun coming in through the window. As Dieter beat the level they heard a purr that came from the office, Newlyn standing there looking over the lion's form in appreciation. "Now that's quite the sight to see," Newlyn said as he continued to look down at the bashful lion. "It's time to get going, time to get you dressed up." "Oh, formal attire?" Dieter asked, causing Newlyn to chuckle and shake his head. The snow leopard held up the rubber leash and a few cuffs. Since they had already traveled outside while essentially naked, the synthetic lion had been bashful at first about standing out like that, but he had quickly grown accustomed to it. When Newlyn had showed them the harness and cuffs the rubber pet realized that these were ones that they had never seen before. They were quite the nice additions to their already lean, lithe physique, and once the snow leopard was finished he stood back and looked at his work with a smirk of appreciation. Once he was finished dressing up the synthetic feline, he clipped the leash onto their collar and started to lead them out of the apartment. Even after only a few weeks Dieter made sure to stride out onto the streets with confidence, being a stalwart pet to show everyone just how great of an owner Newlyn was. One of the first things that Dieter had gotten used to was the looks of others. Even though the concept of rubber pets were something that had been around for a while, there were still those that gave glances to the latex lion. The gear that they wore was also a bit eye catching, but with it being a similar color to his synthetic skin it also somewhat blended in as the sun set and the lights above them turned on. As the two walked down the sidewalk they passed by several other rubber pets, Dieter nodding to them as the ones passing by gave a thumbs up or nod back. Newlyn had told them that there were several areas where rubber pets could interact with one another while the owners chatted, but while Dieter had acclimated quickly, they weren't quite sure if they could fully interact with others and not get too shy. For the moment just going out into public was enough for them, and as the two made their way through the city streets they eventually walked up to a rather upscale establishment. It was quite unexpected to the latex lion, their tail wagging behind them as they were let into the restaurant. For a brief second Dieter wondered if they were going to be let inside looking the way they did, only to see that there were quite a few others that had a similar group dynamic as the snow leopard got them a table. It turned out to be a restaurant that was very pet friendly, which made Dieter feel more comfortable as the two were seated at a booth. "This place is pretty nice," Dieter said as they got settled in. "I know that you said it's for a reason, but I can't help but wonder now what would warrant such a thing." "It's the reason that I had meetings all day," Newlyn explained as he glanced at the menu that had been placed before both of them. "I just received a promotion today, a rather significant one." "Oh, congratulations!" Dieter exclaimed. "I didn't know that you were getting one." "It was pretty much a done deal by the time you arrived here," Newlyn replied. "But I didn't want to say anything to jinx it by saying anything before its time, especially since it was one of the reasons I was so confident that I could bring a pet into the household. It's quite a few more hours though, so your role will be more important than ever to make sure everything runs smoothly." Dieter felt their chest swelling with pride at that, having such an integral role in their new living arrangement. The two continued to discuss for a bit on what they were going to do with Newlyn's new responsibilities, but as they were finishing up with their conversation and after they had ordered the latex lion began to feel a bit strange. That had been informed that it would be a bit of a wait until they got their meal, and while they had been having pleasant conversation, it was clear that his master had other ideas on how to pass the time and reward his pet. When Dieter attempted to ask what was going on, he found that his lips were starting to merge together once more. His attempts to open his jaws were met with resistance with his rubber lips stretching, and once more he found himself unable to open his eyes once he had tried to blink. The last thing he saw was Newlyn smirking before everything went dark again, and before their ears got plugged up with rubber once more they were told by their master that he would be sure to release them once the food came in. That was the last thing that they heard, and once more they were plunged into total sensory darkness save for touch. Even though they wondered what the plan was considering they were out in public, Dieter remembered that they had seen other rubber pets in a similar state when they had entered into the restaurant. Faceless shapes and figures, some of them they remembered were serving their masters just like drones, and it had them wondering if the snow leopard would be putting them in the same capacity. They could just imagine their faceless, featureless feline body clad in the rubber gear that was given to them, but while the idea of becoming something like that was causing them to squirm, something else began to happen. The cooking program was not the only one that Newlyn had installed into their collar, and as they began to get riled up they suddenly felt their entire body freezing. It kept them from being able to capitalize on their pleasure, though the snow leopard was more than happy to fill the role as fingers could be felt dancing over their synthetic flesh. If they had the ability they would be panting heavily, instead the only thing they could do was bask in the blissful sensations as the rubber continued to be manipulated by the other feline. While they had worked on manipulation of their body before, this was the first time that they were doing it in such a way that was so exposed and yet hidden from view. But turning his pet into a drone was just the first step, and as Dieter continued to sit there stuck in place there were more changes that were happening to their body. The sealed muzzle began to morph slightly again, but this time it was something being added to it. As soon as it pressed against their tongue they knew what it was, feeling the phallic intrusion press further back into their maw. It wasn't just any dildo either, with having spent a few weeks already the lion could recognize the shape of their master as a similar tip was pushing up into their tailhole. Though both were starting to stretch their tight inner walls, Dieter could sense that anyone looking at the table would not realize the pleasure that was being fed to them. A quick grope of their butt by the snow leopard sitting next to them revealed that there wasn't even a crevice, the rubber completely smooth despite what was pushing up into their tailhole. Since Newlyn wouldn't be able to feel any of this, the dildos that were inside of them not actually belonging to the snow leopard, it meant that their master was getting desire purely from just teasing their pet. They could just imagine the other feline sitting there with a smirk, hand sliding over their synthetic flesh until it finally cupped their groin. Just when Dieter thought that things couldn't get any kinkier, a sensation between their legs caused them to suck hard on the rubber maleness in their maw. While it had been let out several times before, the latex lion was shocked to feel it reforming while sitting at the table for this restaurant. At first they thought that this was going to turn exceptionally lewd and wondered if they wouldn't possibly get in trouble with the restaurant, but as their cock began to fill out they felt something pressing against it. While it had been the snow leopard's fingers stroking along the developing length at first, it soon became apparent that they were being released, just not entirely as the rubber thickened around it. Though he couldn't see it, Dieter could feel every aspect of the bulge between their legs thickening and swelling, forming into a pouch that started to vibrate. And that was how Newlyn left him, a frozen rubber lion statue being constantly pleasured from every aspect of their body. There was no telling how much time passed, all the pet was thankful for was that they couldn't move or speak as a particularly powerful orgasm surged through them. It crashed down on their entire system to the point where if they were a synth they might have shut down, but instead all they could do was ride out the wave into the afterglow that came afterwards. A few moments after they had managed to recover, Dieter could suddenly see, hear, and smell once more. As their nostrils and mouth were reopened they could smell the savory meal that had just been put down in front of them before actually seeing it. "Thought that you might enjoy that," Newlyn said as he resumed sitting opposite him. "Admittedly I was a little reserved when it came to things in case that promotion fell through, but now that I know for a fact I can keep you I intend to be the best owner and make sure that my pet is always... very comfortable." Dieter just managed to nod their head as they gripped onto the table. Their tailhole was still being stretched open and the vibrations to his trapped member were still going strong, quickly causing that arousal that had abated before to rise once more. When they looked at their hands to reach for a fork they also saw that their fingers were merged together into a solid mitt, making it hard to grip anything before the snow leopard realized and unstuck them. There definitely a lot of ideas that the other feline seemed to have for them, Dieter thought as they could also feel that their paws had morphed into a set of boots, but that would certainly be something for after dinner conversation. While the two ate and talked it cave Dieter a chance to really think about the situation that they had gotten themselves in. They were not expecting to move to the city and become a rubber pet, yet as they finished up and took the rest of their meal home it was hard to think of anything but. There wasn't even much that Newlyn had to do to their programming to get them to feel pleasure from the act of serving, though the lion didn't mind a little extra tinkering. There were still plenty of options for them to explore, and as a live-in pet they would have plenty of time to do so...