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Rook hummed to himself as he made his way down the hall of the rather large guild hall, the superhero wondering what he had been called down to the central gardens for. Normally when he got a mission he would be brought to the mission control center or if it was something training related then it would be the armory or training hall. He didn't even know who wanted him, just that they had something he would be interested in seeing. While normally such a note would be looked upon with suspicion there would be no way that anyone of nefarious intent could possibly breach these walls, which meant at worst it was one of his fellow heroes trying to prank him. When he got to the gardens he found it too be empty, the only sounds that his augmented hearing could pick up were the sounds of the insects and the water that bubbled from the fountain in the middle of it.

The dragon checked the message again and then his watch, and just as he was about to leave thinking this was some sort of waste of time he spotted something on the stone bench that was a few feet away from him. Odd... he hadn't noticed that when he first came in but when he went up to it he could clearly see that it was some sort of spandex suit. It was made of a mostly white material with a few teal diamond patterns on it, and as he picked it up he saw a piece of paper flutter out of it and fall down to the grass. It looked to be of a similar style to the one that was left in his quarters and when he examined it he found the handwriting to be the same as well.

"To Rook," Rook read out loud. "This new super suit will help to augment your body to a level you had never thought possible before. Just try it on and have fun, signed M."

M... as he thought about who could belong to that initial it brought up nearly a dozen potential names, including hero ones as he brought his attention back to the suit itself. As he rubbed it between his scaly fingers he found the fabric to be quite pleasing to touch, having the feel of silk but the stretch of spandex. Perhaps someone wanted to leave this to him as a gift but was too shy to do it in person, which if that was the case he figured if he wore it then they may see him doing so and approach. Not one to waste such a fanciful gift Rook made his way out of the garden with suit in hand and headed towards the nearby locker rooms that led to one of the training areas.

With it being the middle of the day there was no one inside as he walked in with the suit in hand. He went to the nearest locker and stripped off his old suit, which he had worn just in case he was called out for a mission, and put it inside for safe keeping. As the dragon stood there naked he checked the new suit for how to get in and found that it was a neck hole entry catsuit. It was an interesting choice but not unheard of and as he put his first foot inside of it he felt himself tremble from the sensation of the material pressed around his leg while it slid inside.

This would definitely take some getting used to, Rook thought to himself as he got his other leg in while sitting down on the nearby bench. Whomever made this suit definitely knew what they were doing as he got his feet down inside of it and found it to fit like a glove. Even his talons were accommodated as they made their way all the way through the pant leg until they finally reached the boot-like sock on the end of it. Once he had gotten his legs in he found it easy to slide up the scales of his waist and stomach until he could put his arms through each hole.

Once he had gotten all his limbs in the hole the rest of it almost naturally made its way up over his body and it didn't take long before the spandex held snug against his neck. With the suit over his body he could see the pattern more clearly as his fingers traced over the teal wing-like design that was stretched over his chest. The boots that were attached to the bottom of it gave the bodysuit a slightly more unusual appearance, especially as his toes were pushing out the fabric down there. It was still a very nice suit and he began to wonder what sort of augments it could possibly have as he decided to visit the training area.

Before he could even get to the door however Rook found the suit was already starting to have an effect on him, the dragon pausing and leaning against one of the lockers with one hand while the other went straight to his groin. It was more then just the fabric rubbing on his junk, it felt like it had suctioned against it as he let out a huff. As he investigated he found that it did look like the material was more prevalent of his member than before, going from just pressing his maleness against his stomach to having it start to get encased. He began to wonder back to his prank theory as he felt another surge of lust course through his system.

While someone was probably having a good laugh at his expense Rook knew that he had to get this thing off and end the joke. As he attempted to grab the neck entry and pull it off he found his fingers were unable to find purchase on the seam, which was unusual since it had been so easy to do so in the first place. Not only was it starting to feel tight in the area but it also felt like the material was starting to ride up his neck and cling to the scales there as well. He continued to try and pull at things for a little bit before he found another area that needed his attention, Rook looking back down to find that the tube of sensitive spandex-covered flesh had detached from the rest of it and flopped down where it throbbed in the air.

Rook grunted and tried to pull the suit off of his body near the neck but it felt like it was stuck to his scales, causing the dragon to stop after feeling the pull of it on his body. As it continued to tighten around his form he could see that it was particularly shaping around his feet, the boots morphing around them and clinging to the digits until it started to compress even further. It felt like he was losing his balance and when he tried to stand up it was like his feet had gone numb, though as he continued to wiggle the draconic paws he found that his toes actually looked like they were completely deflated. He reached down to grab them and see what was going on but when he tried to do so he found that his fingers had gone the same route, Rook bringing up his hands to see them hanging them limply from where his palms were.

"What is going on here?!" Rook shouted, though his voice sounded strangely... lighter then before. With the suit clinging even more tightly it felt like it was squeezing everything out of him, though in reality he was just being compressed somehow. His muscular arms and legs were already growing thinner, but strangely they still kept the same form. It was like his feet, and as he sat back on the bench he could continue to feel the fabric crawling up his to his lower jaw and the back of his head.

When Rook attempted to call out for help he found that no air was coming out of his lungs, and as he pushed his hands against his chest he found that it was strangely hollow on the inside. It felt like he was missing his insides but when he attempted to push harder against it he could feel a weakness in his arms that had never been there before. The dragon had already felt the spandex material crawl up over his horns but as he fell to the ground and braced himself on the locker bench the tendrils were creeping up over his head. At this point he realized that he was running out of time and tried to call for help only to have his muzzle flop around and hardly form the words that he was trying.

With no ability to make sound and the spandex fully enveloping his head there was no way to even open his draconic snout, though at this point things like breathing were no longer needed as he slumped over the bench. As it felt like air was being pulled out of his body Rook had expected to feel something other then the strange sense of pleasure that came from the spandex his skin had become but even more then that he felt empty. Not the sensation of no longer having his body, but rather he found an intense need to have someone put him on like he was some sort of suit. He could feel the last of his tail flop behind him and while he wasn't sure just how far him joining with this suit would become he found that he had remained in one piece.

Rook was unsure of how much time had passed before he heard the door open again and was grateful that he had his senses even in his flattened state. While it was incredibly odd to have the inside of his back touch the inside of his chest all he could hope was that the one who was coming in would notice him and potentially help him out of his deflated state. A growing part hoped that whomever it was was would put him on but he quickly shook his mind of the notion, though when he tried to shake his head he found that with nothing between his ears but air it only resulted in a slight twitch that caused his mask-like face to slide slightly further down on the bench. With that his vision also became more limited and it wasn't until he heard the sound of someone walking up to him that he could see a pair of shiny black hooves standing there.

"What do we have here," a deep, smooth voice said Rook didn't recognize. Suddenly he felt himself getting lifted up and the sensation of spandex rubbing against spandex caused him to mentally groan from the pleasure it caused, though even with the wave of desire that came from it he noticed that he also felt it from the guy's fingers. "Now this is a nice hero costume, and a dragon one to boot."

Though it was hard to see at first the creature that was holding him did eventually move him around while examining him, which allowed him to see the one that had grabbed him. It was some sort of bull creature and much like his body he appeared to be made out of spandex, though he was clearly more defined and was an actual creature. He was definitely someone that was not a member of the heroes guild, though there was a power that radiated from him that he could sense. Before he could really get a good look at the creature he suddenly found himself getting turned around once more and as those fingers slid along his back he had a mental shudder when he felt them push into the spandex of his skin where it had split into a flap.

The sensation that he had of the spandex splitting apart was something that had caught Rook by surprise. He really was some sort of a suit, the dragon realized, but it was still surreal even as he could feel the costume-like quality his body had become. Up until that point after his transformation he had only experienced being a flat piece of cloth but now with someone manipulating him it felt even more so. But the second he felt the hand push inside of him the pleasure that he got from it would have caused him to mentally moan to the point where he swore that his mouth shifted from it.

If he had the ability to breathe Rook would have gasped as he felt the hand press out of his chest, feeling the imprint of it between his pectorals as he noticed that his scales had taken on the patterning of the suit. The one that was behind him had a deliberate slowness to the way that he was sliding his arm into the spandex confines of what had been his body. With him just hanging there with no movement of his own the only thing he could do was let this creature keep groping him from the inside before those fingers finally pushed into the sleeve that was his bicep. For a brief second it felt to Rook like he was actually flexing his muscle even though there was nothing there, but it was brief as those fingers continued to tickle his insides.

"I know some people like to go with the feet first," the bovine creature explained as he continued to slide his arm into the sleeve of the dragon's spandex body. "But I personally like my suits to have the feeling of dangling there and also keep the best part for last. I think you'll see what I mean soon enough."

Rook was unable to do anything to respond, though from how this creature responded to his thoughts he guessed that perhaps this entity was able to read his mind. There did seem to be a connection between them that was growing, a feeling that he was getting a sense of the one that had fully slid his arm into the dragon. Modino... the name just bubbled up in Rook's mind when he thought about it and he immediately knew that this was the one that had not only continued to put him on but also put him in this position in the first place. What was the purpose of this, Rook wondered, though it was getting harder for him to focus on his thoughts as he felt the other arm push in as well.

Behind him the bull chuckled as Rook felt his arms get flexed, his fingers wiggling even though he had no control over them. Modino was deliberately teasing him at this point and once he had gotten both arms in his body suit he deliberately pulled back to get his spandex skin stretched along his muscular chest. It also pressed along something else and if the dragon had the capacity to blush he would have at feeling the thick bovine cock slide up against his rear and pushed out both that and his groin. With his head hanging down completely he was able to see the massive tent in his spandex form and when he did he noticed that while his own cock was still there it was as deflated as the rest of his body.

The dragon hero didn't have too long to consider it though as he found his head getting pulled back up and the spandex of his chest geting stretched once more. Before he knew it he was staring at the mirror that was in the gym, not even realizing that they had moved since his feet were dangling uselessly above the floor with the guy's cock keeping him even higher in the air. One thing he could feel though was his arms moving, and while he couldn't do anything with them himself it did feel like they were back to normal. In fact they were even a little more muscular... though as his vision was able to see the bull's face he saw him wink before his spandex rippled and flowed over his head to make his head featureless.

In the next second Rook felt his neck getting stretched up, sliding spandex against spandex as he could feel the hood that his head had become getting pushed upwards. The dragon wasn't sure what would happen when his empty head would slide over the bull's, but while it was hard for him to see he could tell that the shapeshifting of the bull wasn't just confined to his facial features. By the time the dragon's neck was stretched to the point where he could get his snout inside Modino's head only had a pair of smaller horns that were no longer bovine shaped while the spandex slid into him. It was surreal to feel the head of the bull push out his neck, sort of like he was swallowing him in reverse even though it was his head that was pushing up into his own.

When he first felt the muzzle pushing into his own the sensation was even more intense then what he had experienced before, letting out a soft gasp as he could feel Modino's blank muzzle pushing into his head. For a few brief moments he had his forehead stretch out unnaturally before finally it slid into his own draconic snout, and as soon as it did he could feel his mouth starting to move once more. While he thought that perhaps this would give him the ability to speak when he did feel the jaws align with the one inside of him, briefly feeling the bovine snout push back out from his maw before settling back in, a chuckle that was not his own came out from his throat. Not only could he not move his own mouth but as the spandex head settled over the man that had taken him over he could feel their thoughts aligning even more while the horns of the creature slipped and molded into his own.

The sensation of feeling a consciousness inside of his own was something that he never thought that he would experience; even those that were mentalists in the heroes guild could not be as encapsulating as what he was experiencing as his jaws were moved about experimentally. While his head had become more animated he found that it was still spandex in nature and as he felt his eyes moving around on their own finally he could sense that there was someone looking through his eyes.

"I can sense that you're full of questions Rook," Modino stated once the bull had finished putting him on and adjusting him, the entire upper part of his body now occupied by the spandex creature. Though his own jaws were moving and he heard his own voice it was clearly not the dragon that was talking, his words sounding like it was being spoken through two mouths. "Some of them I'm sure you can get on your own through the linking of our psyches I can say that for the rest of them you should just relax and enjoy the experience."

Rook found himself actually able to shudder slightly as he continued to hear the deep, baritone voice come out of his own mouth as he felt his hands stroke against the pectorals and sides of his body before moving over to the bunch. Each movement felt like his own and it was so fluid and he experienced all the tactile sensations it was like he was moving it, but it definitely was the alien bovine creature who was doing it as he sat down to get his legs pushed into the draconic ones that are still drooping. Though it felt like he was getting ready to put them on there was something that brushed against Modino's maleness that caused him to pause, then the dragon suit felt a grin form on his muzzle as he pushed a ring that was underneath the still slightly stuffed tail against his groin. Rook wasn't sure what was going on but as soon as he felt the flared tip of the bovine's cock slide into it there was a spasm of pleasure that went right through his upper body.

The dragon's mouth huffed loudly and Rook could tell that Modino was enjoying himself too, their shared head somehow combining the pleasures that they were getting from the strange union. The feeling of the thick cock inside of what was his tailhole there was nothing that he could do but ride the pleasure as the spandex on his front was stretched out. Though it was only done for a little while the slick feeling of what should have been his tailhole getting stretched out would have been erection inducing, but what was essentially a dick sheath remained just as deflated as ever, though Modino was quick to tell him that this would soon be rectified. Once he had a little fun teasing his new dragon suit he pulled it out and heard Rook sigh with a mental gasp before actually moving the suit so that he could put his hooves into the legs.

Though it was a bit tight with the bull already taking up nearly half the suit already Modino seemed more than able to flex his limbs so that they can slide into the suit, Rook's thoughts being disrupted when he could both feel and see the hoof stretch out both his stomach and his groin to an unnatural point before sliding down. The feeling was unlike anything he had ever experienced before and it wasn't just from the stretching sensation that came from his body being spandex. There was something that came from being worn was so fulfilling, pun intended as the first leg slid down into her limb.

Rook could feel the spandex hoof already starting to morph and warp as it was pushing its way down into his draconic foot paw. Even before it was squished inside he could feel his toes starting to respond, feeling them twitch and spasm as the bulging foot swelled out the calf and ankle. With the last vestiges of his body being filled the dragon suit felt better than ever, like he had been waiting for Modino all his life to fill him up like this. Even the fact that he was losing control of what little he had left, though his deflated legs weren't moving much anyway, he wanted nothing more then to feel the morphing feet of the bull into his own draconic ones.

By the time the spandex hooves reached the bottom of the legging of his suit the silky materials slid against one another like a glove and caused them both to shudder. Once more Rook found it hard to differentiate from his own feeling as the suit and the one that was putting him on, almost like they were merging together. But unlike the trap suit that he wore this was definitely not the case; Rook could feel the bovine body morphing into his draconic form, but not only was he still just a suit but he could feel that the one who wore him was in control. It was a divine feeling and he was so lost in his feelings of euphoria at finally having substance again that he hardly even noticed that Modino had gotten his second foot in him and was pulling up the excess fabric.

"It's been a while since I had a dragon as a suit," Modino said as he slid his spandex feet over one another, both bull and dragon suit feeling the slight scale texture that was on them as the coloration had been completely retained. "This is pretty nice, and there is some power in here to boot. I think this will be a very fun spandex bodysuit and identity, and I'm sure that you will agree for sure. Isn't that right, my suit?"

As the dragon continued to talk Rook had found himself starting to space out, feeling only the sensation of hugging the muscular body of the creature that was inside of him. It took a second for him to remember that he was something other than an intelligence in a suit and even more that this form that was being stroked down his chest and abs. It was his body... wasn't it? Considering that it felt like he was being worn by a dragon and that the suit hadn't used to be him, though as those textured fingers made their way down to the last thing that hadn't been quite adjusted yet. He was so inundated with blissful sensation of being worn that he hadn't even realized that the thick bovine cock was the last thing pushing out the spandex of his otherwise draconic abs, though as Modino slowly slid it down the sensation was so amazing that Rook lost track of all other thoughts.

The second that the shaft slid inside the sleeve of his spandex dragon dick though it felt to Rook like he had just orgasmed, though the only thing to happen was the stretchy material wrapping around the thick member that had slipped inside of it. His hips rocked up in the air as his hand wrapped around it, huffing loudly while the bovine member morphed and molded into something more draconic in nature. While Rook might know that it was still a fair bit bigger then what he used to be. The fact that he was stroking off in the middle of the hero gym was lost on the hero turned suit as Modino got to enjoy all the perks of his new form.

As Rook could feel his toes curling there was a sound that had caused Modino to stop, though as he felt a whisper in his mind he was reminded that he was the dragon and that the one covering his body was just his suit. Just his suit... it was getting hard to remember a time when he didn't cling to the muscular body of the creature that called himself Rook, and as he got up the spandex scales of his head, tail, and limbs shifted and became more realistic in nature. Deep down he could tell that they were still spandex but for anyone that looks at him without getting too close would assume they were real. Even his cock that had stretched out his groin was pulled back into the suit itself and became a formless bulge that looked like part of a suit as he could hear someone move in.

"Oh, hey Rook," the muscular lion said as he came in. "Day off today?"

"Yep," Rook replied, his suit realizing that this was Mint Lion. He got the name from the fact that he had nature powers and green fur that usually smelt of his namesake. "You working out?"

"Yeah, thought I would get in a quick pump in," Mint replied as he started to get undressed. "Not sure if you're going in or coming out but if you don't want to start smelling like an air freshener I would advise not going near the cardio area for a while."

"I don't mind smelling a bit like mint," Rook replied as he took on a more sultry tone, the suit slightly shocked that the dragon was starting to get more enticing. It was still subtle and as the lion looked up at him the dragon just gave him a wink and he could see him blush, but there was also something else that was there too. The suit that covered the spandex dragon began to sense that Mint was into men, something that had surprised him, and that he enjoyed the touch of spandex just like he had.

Rook continued to talk to Mint a bit and watched the muscular lion leave, his eyes watching over those green-furred muscles and licking his lips before shifting his personality back to normal. It appeared to the suit that the dragon would not be pursuing the feline at the moment and wanted to take a slower route as they made their way towards the shower. "I think he would make for quite the nice suit himself," Rook said as the suit merely watched as he went to the mirror and shifted the spandex once more. "What do you think Rook, would you mind sharing a closet with that one?"

Sharing a closet... as the suit began to realize what the context of that meant he could feel the clawed hands go up to his head and reach for the flaps that had been merged together up until that point. When he pulled it down the suit suddenly remembered that he was Rook, but as he pulled away from the head that had given him form and function he found an identical dragon head underneath. It was him... he was Rook, he had taken his identity completely and as soon as he thought of it he could see the one he remembered as Modino giving him a smirk. He realized as he regained his sense of self to a limited extent that a fellow hero like Mint hadn't even noticed that this creature had taken him over, and with his muzzle once more deflated and his hood-like mask deflated there was nothing he could do about it.

"Don't worry Rook, we're going to have a lot of fun together with you as my suit," Modino said as he slipped him back on, the mask and hood slipping on much easier as draconic snout could be seen briefly in the muzzle of the mask before merging again. "As for Mint and the others, I have a few friends that I'm sure wouldn't mind donning a bit of hero attire...