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Suiting Up

"Alright then, all you have to do is sign here... here... and here..." the female olecot instructed as she pointed to the lines on the piece of paper, Vincent quickly scribbling down his signature where prompted. "And that's it, welcome to the Sibergon Labs family."

"Thank you very much." Vincent replied, the housecat getting up when the other feline did and shook her hand. "I look forward to getting started right away and seeing your wonderful facilities."

"Well then you're in luck, new employees get a full tour of the facility." The Olecot replied as she gestured for him to follow. "You'll be working under Dr. Townsend, one of our foremost researchers on suspended animation and organic polymerization. His work will one day revolutionize the cellular biology field, you're very lucky to be assigned under him. Of course, I could say the same about most of the scientists here. If you'll follow me to the lab..."

Seven floors down a brown fox sat behind his desk, leaned back all the way in his chair and staring off into space. The figures he had given the computer to analyze on his latest formula would run for only a few minutes, which was not enough time to start something else but more than enough for his mind to wander. It was Friday, which meant that once he left work for the day he was either going to stay at home alone like a sad sap or make a run at one of the local gay bars in the area to try and find companionship. Unfortunately they usually ended in the same manner, some huge wolf, bear, or other predator would try and pick him up so they could sexually dominate him for the night.

The brown fox sighed, just once he could find someone that would want him to top instead of the other way around. But with the long hours at his job he couldn't develop the physique that would lure the other submissives his way, and those he could find that would be bottoms were usually so slutty he wouldn't touch them with rubber gloves on. It meant that at the end of the night he would either be at home alone, only now with his wallet much lighter than if he had stayed in, or he would give in and let some other predator dominate him for the night where they get to be the big man and he would have to take it in the tailhole. It wasn't that there was anything wrong with being stuffed, he mused, but sometimes he would just like to be in control when he did it.

"Hey Vernon!" He suddenly heard from his doorway, nearly falling over in his chair as he saw the blue-scaled dragon poke his head in. "Going to the usual place tonight, right? Not going to work late again and stand me up like last week, right?"

Vernon quickly shuffled himself into a more appropriate position, trying his best to hide the semi-hard erection he had gotten amidst his naughty daydreaming. "Um, I might be out for a bit after work Nathan." Vincent replied as he tried to hide his embarrassment. "If I do I'm sure I'll see you there."

"Yeah, heard that before from you." The dragon said with a chuckle. "Oh, and I guess our new assistants are going to be coming in soon, so look sharp."

Vernon nodded and watched the dragon leave, tail swaying slightly as he walked down the hallway. The brown fox crossed his arms, waiting for the tent in his pants to go down before he went back to the lab. His co-worker and friend was easily as brilliant as him in their chosen field, but somehow the dragon also managed to keep a chiseled body while still running the hours that they did. Sometimes he envied him, having a form like that could easily find his way with the men...

"Dr. Townsend?" A voice suddenly called out, interrupting his daydreams for the second time as he saw their legal aide standing there with a housecat he had never seen before. "This is your new assistant Vincent. I was wondering if he could shadow you for the rest of today, I've gotten all of his paperwork signed but he won't be entered into the system until Monday, so he can't do any actual work."

"Of course, of course, bring him in." Vernon replied. As the housecat walked into his office, he took a second to look the new employee over. Even with the nice suit on he could tell that he had a good stature on him, perhaps not muscular but certainly not little and lanky like his own body. He quickly glanced back at his computer as he realized he was staring, realizing his test results were finished and that the computer was giving him a 100% success rate. "Greetings Vincent, I'm Dr. Vernon Townsend, but you can just call me Vernon."

"Pleased to meet you." Vincent replied, walking up and shaking the fox's hand. "Mrs. Jones was just giving me a brief rundown of your department; I have to say that it's going to be very exciting working with you."

"Indeed." Vernon agreed as he stood up, buttoning his lab coat. "Let me show you to the lab."

As the two walked down the white-walled hallway Vernon explained how he ran the department along with his colleague Dr. Adler, both of them working jointly on the latest breakthrough for Sibergon Labs. When they opened the frosted glass doors of the lab they found it to be empty, from the lit computer screen he could tell that they must have just missed the other doctor by mere minutes. After showing Vincent around the large space they came upon a sealed fume hood, various electronics attached to it that made it look more like alien technology then anything on their planet.

"I've just ran the latest tests on one of our new flagship products." Vernon explained as he pulled out a tray from the hood, a diamond-shaped metal object, autoinjector, and several zippers lined in what looked like latex on it. "This is one of two prototypes for our new suiting technology, the design made to turn a living creature into an inanimate object temporarily."

As the housecat looked in awe at the items on the tray a plan began to hatch in Vernon's mind. With Vincent not encoded into the system yet it meant that Sibergon Labs had no way of tracking him yet, which meant that no one would notice when he left. Normally he would be the one to escort him out, making sure that the undocumented worker would be out of the building. As he picked up the autoinjector a small smile crept across his face, knowing that the housecat wouldn't feel a thing until the chemicals started to kick in.

When Vernon walked around his assistant he gently pushed the pen-like device against the exposed furry skin of his back, he injection itself was nothing more than a click and a slight pressure. To mask it he accidently bumped into Vincent's side, apologizing as he grabbed the tray once more. "It's hard to see the overall effect of the device without a subject, but I'll show you what basically happens when someone is slated for conversion." Vernon explained, trying to hold back his glee as the housecat nodded.

As Vincent watched the fox pick up the diamond shaped piece of metal he suddenly started to feel uncomfortably warm, loosening the tie of his suit as his mind began to grow a bit fuzzy. It was like he was getting intoxicated, his eyes losing focus slightly. "I think... I think I might be coming down with something..." he said as he sat down, the heat continuing to build in his body as he leaned against the table for support.

"Oh, it's probably just the disinfectant in the air." Vernon replied smugly as he calibrated the device. "If you want you can take off that stuffy suit, we're the only ones in this section so there is no need for such formality."

"Really? That's good." Vincent replied, quickly taking off his jacket and putting it on the table, unbuttoning several buttons on his shirt in the process. "Just feeling so hot..."

"AC must have kicked off for the day." Vernon lied. He was pleased to see that the chemical conditioning was making the housecat more susceptible to his words and decided to try and go a step further. "Like I said though, no one is around, you could even go naked if you want."

"Naked..." Vincent's voice was distant as his addled mind processed what the fox had said, his fingers slowly moving down and continuing to unbutton his shirt. It was like his body was no longer completely his own, taking off his shirt and revealing his lithe chest and abs. Once the shirt was tossed aside the pants and underwear were quick to follow, dropping to the floor in a heap. The housecat continued to stare forward, his eyes glazed over as he stood in the lab completely nude.

Vernon looked at his assistant in approval, though he wasn't quite as muscular as he liked he knew he could change that later as he held the device up to Vincent's chest. "Now after giving the initial injection we would place the synthetic regulator over the subject's chest." The fox continued to lecture, trying to ignore the throbbing erection in his pants as he worked. "Once the sensors detect the presence of the chemical compounds in the subject's skin it will automatically adhere to it and direct the polymers where to go. Once that is finished we can add 'zippers', which will have a very interesting effect on the subject's form."

Vincent just nodded slightly, his mind struggling so hard to keep up with what the doctor was saying that it failed to notice when the piece of metal latched on to the skin under his fur. As the piece of brass began to glow slightly the fur around it seemed to melt together, forming a shiny, smooth surface that spread outwards. Vernon began to unbuckle his pants as he watched the housecat's skin become smooth, shiny latex, his body shuddering slightly as the conversion took place. There didn't seem to be any discomfort on the housecat's part, in fact as he continued to observe Vincent seemed to be quite pleasured, his cock growing hard as the latex spread down past his groin and began to push into his tailhole and coat his insides

As the housecat's conversion continued Vernon grabbed the pile of zippers on the tray and began to place them strategically over Vincent's body. They were not the traditional zipper design, instead of the usual tab was replaced with a small silver box with a green button on top. The latex edges of the zippers bonded almost instantly to the latex-covered flesh, integrating itself so seamlessly it appeared to be a natural part of his body. "Wha... what are you doing..." Vincent managed to say through his dazed state, feeling his body become lighter as the rubbery liquid flowed into his mouth and nostrils as well as between his fingers and toes.

"You're helping me with my latest creation, remember?" Vernon said with a smirk, pinching the housecat's mouth shut before putting a zipper over it and sealing it shut. "Now hush and enjoy yourself."

Vincent tried to speak once more, but found that the most he could make was a muffled groan as he became completely encased, his fur replaced with a shiny black layer of latex that captured every detail of his body. He also felt strangely hollow inside, no longer able to feel the seemingly sentient rubber in him anymore as he rubbed a paw over his stomach. As the fog of his transformation began to clear he slowly pushed on his abs, watching in awe as he was able to push his hand several inches inside his body. Vernon could see the panic start to rise in the housecat's eyes and quickly decided to move on to the next phase before he could do anything rash.

The brown fox tapped the metal diamond on Vincent's chest twice, the center turning white for a second before the words 'CLOSED' appeared on it. With another quick tap the word was replaced with 'OPEN', and all the lights on the zippers flashed red. Vincent tried to back away, but before he could take a step back Vernon pressed the button of the zipper attached to his arm. To his complete shock his arm fell completely off at the seam, fluttering to the ground like a glove as he was left with an empty hole just below his shoulder.

"Remarkable..." Vernon said as he looked inside the open hole, seeing nothing but the black latex of Vincent's body. "The synthetic compounds still hold the body's shape even though there is nothing inside to support it. When the electrical connection is broken it becomes nothing more than a piece of clothing, though I wonder..."

Vincent's eyes widened as he saw the other scientist pick up what used to be his arm, removing his jacket and shirt before the latex appendage on like a glove. Even though his mind had cleared from the transformation he felt strangely docile, the back of his brain screamed at him to run but the command never seemed to manifest as anything as he continued to stand there and watch. As the fox wiggled his fingers inside of Vincent's hand an even stranger sensation came to him, feeling the fingers as though they were still attached to his own body. Vernon could see the surprise on the housecat's face and grinned, gently stroking a finger up and down his latex coated arm.

"You know, I was just going to turn you and wear you tonight." He said as he pressed the button on Vincent's other arm and caused it to fall to the floor as well. "But since you seem to be enjoying yourself, so why don't we have a little fun first?"

Vincent was unsure of what that meant until he felt his own hands on his groin, the soft latex squeaking against itself as he groaned into his zipped up mouth. Without any arms there was little he could do but writhe as he was backed up against the table, using it to maintain his balance as his hard cock was stroked and massaged. As he closed his eyes he heard something click, then suddenly his groin went completely numb as Vernon removed his entire crotch.

"I always wondered what it would be like to have a feline anatomy." Vernon practically purred as he slid the housecat's groin piece over his own rigid shaft. It fit like a loose condom, with nothing else holding it in place the only thing that kept it from sliding off was his own erection. That was enough though, as he turned the helpless housecat so that his stomach was on the table. Vincent felt extremely disoriented as he felt his own paws grope and roam over his body as his cock pressed against his tailhole.

Vincent closed his eyes as he felt the feline member push into his body, his tailhole reduced to nothing more than a simple cocksleeve from the transformation process as black paws played with his nipples. As his brain tried to make sense of the situation he suddenly felt a pressure over both of his eyes, and when he tried to open them again he found them in the same sealed state as his mouth. With his eyes and his arms gone all he could do was brace himself with his legs as he experienced the bizarre situation of his own cock penetrating him.

Vernon was ecstatic as he pressed himself between the tight rubbery cheeks of his new lab assistant, feeling every sensation even though his cock was technically covered by a feline rubber dildo. The sensory transfer was exquisite, as the pleasure continued to build in his body his demeanor changed from playful lovemaking to a more passionate one as his hips pushed harder and harder inside the rubber housecat. As Vincent's head turned to look at him Vernon was even more turned on, once he had removed the zippers the housecat's face was nothing more than a featureless mask. At this point though he wasn't merely looking for some sex doll, he wanted the perfect disguise.

"Oh Gods Vincent..." Vernon moaned as he felt himself losing control, his long smooth strokes in and out of the other male becoming more and more erratic. Strangely Vincent could feel the build-up as well, his tail thrashing and his body twitching as his tight tailhole clamped down on his own pulsing member. His back arched unnaturally as the fox slammed into him one last time, feeling him jerk and clamp down on his hips as their simultaneous orgasms washed over one another.

"Simply... fantastic..." Vernon said with a small smile as he felt his own juices running down his legs, backwashing from the rubber cock that was now lodged in the other male's tailhole as it slid off of him. After a few minutes he pulled out, grabbing some paper towel to wipe himself off. Once his fur was as dry as possible he turned his attentions once more to the latex housecat in front of him, who had continued to lie there after they had finished. His smile widened as he ran his fingertips along one of Vincent's shiny ears, which caused the body to shudder slightly. "Oh good, you're still awake, this will make the next part even more fun..."

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Two hours later Vernon arrived at the dance club and bar that he had secretly frequented, only this time seeing it through a completely different set of eyes. It hadn't taken long for him to 'get dressed', once he had completely deactivated Vincent and the black housecat had become nothing more than a rubber suit. Before he put it on he had grabbed a 'expansion suit', another one of his developments that gave the wearer a rather ripped physique, a few more inches of height, and the strength to match. Normally it would look ridiculous, but once he had slid the shiny black rubber over it and redid the seams the suit held the definition of the muscles while still looking natural.

The most interesting part of the whole experience was putting on the head. As he slid the cool latex over his face he realized in the back of his mind that this had once been another fur, who could still sense everything as his head filled the void. Once his head was entirely encased he clicked the seam that was around the neck, feeling his face and ears get pulled on slightly as the suit connected to every nerve ending on his skin. As he put a hand on his broader muzzle he grinned a bit and showed off his longer fangs. He had altered the housecat's body and head slightly to that of a panther, what he believed to be a slightly more dominating predator and also to prevent anyone who knew Vincent from actually recognizing him. Finally the fox activated the camouflage program on the control module, the zippers disappearing and a layer of fur appearing over his new body. Once that was finished he stealthily left the lab, thankful that his colleague had already taken off for the night before him.

With his disguise set he walked confidently into the bar, wearing a simple white tank-top and pair of jean shorts that almost didn't fit him. He grinned as he felt the eyes of the others staring at him, some of the males subconsciously grabbing their groins as he passed by. This was the power he had always wanted, he mused to himself as he sat at the bar and ordered a drink. Even the bartender, a rather stocky bull, looked at him approvingly as he poured him his beverage. As he took his drink he looked out to the dance floor, waiting for some eager male to come to him...

After about a half an hour of sitting there he looked around and realized that he was going to have to change his tactics slightly. Though he had caught the eye of a number of males, many of them submissive in nature, none of them had approached. He quickly reasoned that now that he was the dominant male he would have to be the aggressor and initiate the contact. The thought sent a tingle of pleasure shooting down his spine as he got up from his stool. A male of his own choosing, the very thought made his cock twitch while he surveyed the crowd.

It didn't take Vernon long to find what he was looking for, licking his lips as he saw a lithe cheetah dancing away in the middle of the dance floor. The other male wore nothing more than a fishnet top and latex shorts that were the same coloration of his own fur, making him look naked as he shook his body with the music. With a quick glance around he saw that two other males were also watching his prey dance, a hungry look in their eyes that he had frequently seen before tonight. Luckily he was closer, muscling his way through until he was right behind the cheetah and put his hands on his hips.

The cheetah looked back at Vernon and smiled as he continued to dance, pressing against his panther suited body as he gave a leering look to the other two predators. They gave him a knowing smirk right back and moved on to their next possible conquest, leaving the provocative smaller feline all to himself. With the music blasting there was no chance for them to talk, but that was just fine for Vernon as they continued to dance with one another. He could feel his cock straining as ground his hips against the cheetah's latex clad butt, the cheetah grinding back into him.

After a few songs Vernon nodded over to a quieter section of the bar, the cheetah nodding and following him. "I don't think I've ever seen you around here before, dark stranger." The cheetah said after they had ordered another round of drinks.

"Oh well, I'm rather new." Vernon replied, clearing his throat slightly at the strangeness of hearing Vincent's voice rather than his own. "Name's... Vince, you?"

"Lance." The cheetah replied, Vernon feeling his tail wrap around his leg. As they continued to talk Vernon found himself having to lie about where he worked, what he did, and quite a few other things. Before their drinks had finished he had come up with an entire backstory for himself, something he knew he would never remember but would at least hold up for this one night.

"Well, you must have quite a few stories traveling the world like that as a journalist." Lance purred, putting a hand on Vernon's forearm. "Why don't we get out of here and you can tell me some more of them, maybe get something to eat? Perhaps... order something back at your hotel?"

Vernon chuckled at the cheetah's eagerness, though it brought up another logistical problem that he didn't even have a room. Thankfully the cheetah said that he had to go to the bathroom, which gave him more than ample time to call a hotel and make a reservation. It was going to be a pretty penny, but for the possibility of fulfilling his greatest fantasy it would certainly be worth it. By the time he got off of the phone Lance was back by his side, escorting him out of the club and into a taxi.

By the time they had gotten to the hotel they were already all over one another, kissing and groping each other as Vernon picked up his room key from the night bellman. "I lost my other one." The panther suited fox lied as they piled into the elevator.

"That's not the only thing that you're about to lose." Lance purred as they reached his door.

"Ohhh, someone is very eager." Vernon replied, slipping his paw underneath his shirt. "I hope you're ready for a ride then little kitten."

"Only if a big strong panther will give it to me." Lance replied, swaying his hips seductively as he looped his fingers into his latex shorts and pulling them down slightly. Vernon found himself purring, something he had never done before as he approached the seductive cheetah. It was clear that the other feline was letting him take the lead, making him hot and horny by showing off his body that was just begging to be taken by him.

Vernon took no time in shedding his pants, letting his large feline cock flop out into the air as it filled with arousal. He cast the shirt off as an afterthought before he grabbed the cheetah by the hips from behind and rubbed his erection against his back, displaying his eagerness for the smaller male's body as he spun him around and kissed him deeply on the lips. Their tongues entwined as they fell back on the bed, both of them crawling upwards on it as they continued their embrace. During their fierce makeout session Vernon grabbed the cheetah's shorts and nearly ripped them off his body, leaving him with only his skimpy shirt as their cocks rubbed together.

"Oh Vince..." Lance moaned as the panther broke the kiss and began to lick and nip on the cheetah's neck possessively. Vernon nearly came right there, hearing the other male moan out his name just like in his deepest fantasies. To have another male submit under his will so eagerly... he wanted it to last forever. He moved up the cheetah's body, straddling his chest as he put his hands behind the other male's head and pulled him towards his groin.

"Pleasure me kitten." Vernon nearly growled as he felt Lance's hot breath against his sensitive flesh, the cheetah opening his mouth and slipping the tip of his member into his hot maw. His body shivered in delight as his cock-hungry kitten slid up and down his length, purring deeply as his tongue swirled around the soft, fleshy spines. Vernon began to push his hips forward as the cheetah's mouth worked him over, gasping slightly as he felt the head of his cock push down into Lance's throat and his lips press against the base of his groin.

But Vernon was not merely there to get head, before he could come close to the edge he pulled out of the cheetah's warm maw, a thin trail of saliva still connecting them before he once more moved back down. He could see that the cheetah was visibly excited, almost anxious as he spread his legs to allow him access to the tight pink hole nestled just beneath his spotted tail. His saliva coated cock pressed against the opening, causing the other male to nearly jump as he began to push in. The disguised fox kept his weight on the cheetah in order to keep him down as he popped the head of his cock inside, slightly surprised at how tight the what he assumed to be experienced feline was.

"Someone's first time being mounted?" Vernon asked, his smile widening when the cheetah nodded as he kept his eyes closed and bit his lip. "Then you're certainly in for a treat kitten."

Vernon couldn't believe his luck that he managed to not only nab such a submissive cat on his first try, but also a virgin. Strangely enough as he continued to slide into the cheetah's hole, gentler and slower now, he could almost feel Vincent's approval. He had to stifle a laugh as he wondered how much the housecat suit was getting off on this. Perhaps once he was done and had restored him to normal he wouldn't have to erase his memory after all...

A sudden squeeze quickly brought the panther's attention back to the cheetah and the vice-like grip of his soft walls against his member. By this time he had almost hilted the other male, whose hands gripped the bedspread tightly as his chest heaved up and down. "You alright kitten?" Vernon asked, hoping that what he saw was intense arousal and not pain.

"I'm great... you feel so big inside me..." Lance moaned as he looked down, grinning as he saw his tailhole thoroughly spread out by the huge male's cock. "Give me all you got, I want to feel it all slide in and out of me. Make me yours my huge panther man."

Vernon was more than happy to oblige the cock-hungry male's desires, propping the cheetah's legs on him as he began to slide in and out of his wanting hole. The cheetah gasped and moaned as he writhed on the bed, letting the muscular panther take his body as his own. Vernon could feel himself growing more feral, bearing his fangs as he buried all ten inches of his member into the cheetah, then pulling out until only his head was still inside until he slammed down once more. The bed creaked under them as they grew into a rhythm, one of Lance's paws stroking over Vernon's thick pecks and abs while the other stroked his cock as the one inside him pounded against his prostrate.

It wasn't long before the panther's built up desire got the better of him, his long, fairly slow fucking becoming faster and more frenzied. Soon his crotch slapped against the cheetah's thighs as he pushed into him as hard as possible, wanting to get as deep inside as he could go. With a roar Vernon came, his balls clenching up as he unloaded his hot seed inside of the other male. He pinned the cheetah's arms to the bed, denying him his own climax as Lance's mouth hung open in a pure euphoria as he felt several jets of the dominating male's spunk fill him.

"So... close..." Lance almost whimpered as he tried to rub his throbbing cock against the panther's abs, anything to get him to that final point.

"I don't think so..." Vernon panted as his orgasm subsided, pulling out of the cheetah's tailhole with audible pop that caused both males to shudder in pleasure. "I think the kitten deserves a treat for the wonderful job he did."

Lance looked at him strangely until Vernon crawled up on him once more. The enhanced musculature of the suit he wore under Vincent also increased his endurance, and even though he was playing the dominant he wanted one thing before the night was over. His midnight-black tail swished in the air as he sat over the cheetah's rock hard member, grabbing it with one hand and guiding the head to his own hole. He could see the cheetah's eyes brighten with both surprise and delight as he felt the head press against his opening, the smaller male keeping his hips surprisingly still and continuing to let the bigger feline take the lead.

Vernon put a hand on the cheetah's stomach as he slowly lowered himself down, purring as his own tailhole was spread by the smaller but still impressive length Lance had. As he was about halfway down though something seemed... off, his hand squishing slightly in the cheetah's body as though there was a thin layer of liquid there. His partner didn't seem to notice the change, once more his head tilted back and his back arched as he felt Vernon's soft walls rub against his sensitive shaft. Undaunted, the panther continued on, letting himself sink all the way down until he was completely hilted.

"Oh Gods..." Lance murmured as Vernon grabbed him by the chest and slid up and down the ridged pole of cheetah flesh. He could tell the other male wasn't going to last long, his own cock stiffening once more as the male below him began to buck upwards. "Vince... gonna... cum!!"

Vernon's eyes widened as he felt the first wave of the cheetah's essence enter his body, the volume far larger than he had expected as the cheetah yelled in orgasm. He gripped tightly onto the climaxing male's sides as more and more poured into his body, causing the panther to freeze as the cock inside him throbbed madly. At one point he lost count of how much had been pushed inside him, and as the cheetah's cock finally began to taper off he realized a flaw in his suit design. His hard six pack began to disappear as the sheer volume of cum began to backwash into the suit, trapped between his body and the latex panther skin he wore as his belly distended. The suit struggled to maintain the shape, which only caused his entire body to bloat outwards as the trapped cum filtered through his entire body. He could see the cheetah do a double take as the formerly muscular panther was even bigger now, though more rounded like a balloon as Vernon scrambled off of him.

"I... I can explain..." Vernon started to say, trying to push the cum out of the head of his mask as his face puffed out slightly.

The cheetah's face turned from shock to realization, then mild bemusement that confused Vernon slightly. "Protocol 7-B45." The cheetah said simply, Vernon immediately feeling an electric tingle shoot through his body as the camouflage disappeared from his suit, making him look like a latex panther once more, though this time without the seams as the cheetah lay back on the bed. "Well Vernon, I see that you do have a bold streak after all..."

" Nathan!?" Vernon cried out, quickly grabbing the covers which caused the cheetah-suited dragon to laugh. "Is that... did you..."

"Yeah, this is my new assistant, Lance." Nathan replied before announcing another protocol, this time his body losing its fur and becoming a shiny latex cheetah instead. "Great minds think alike it seems, had to wear a compression suit to get the body I wanted but it was worth it."

"But... why?" Vernon asked, still stunned.

"Same reason you did I'm guessing... well, almost the same reason." Nathan replied. "I wanted a change from having to be the initiator, attracting all the subbies with my physique. Don't get me wrong, I love to be a top, but sometimes I just want to have someone else take control, you know? Well, I'm sure you do now."

After getting over his initial embarrassment Vernon sat down on the bed, the cheetah sitting up and rubbing his shoulders. "Well, now that we've broken several lab protocols, violated our assistants on the first day, and fraternized with a co-worker, now what do we do?"

"Well, we have all weekend before we have to change them back." Nathan purred as his hands trailed down over Vernon's latex chest. "Why don't we order some food, my treat since you sprung for the hotel, and test out our prototypes some more? I would love to see what it's like without the filters, you making me your 'kitten' all weekend long as our latex bodies rubbed against one another..."

Vernon purred back as he leaned back for a kiss, his cock throbbing once more as his co-worker wrapped his hand around it. "Sounds like a great idea." He said before turning and pushing the cheetah back on the bed, pouncing on top of him. "But we'll order room service after some more 'testing', my little kitten..."