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A MILE IN MY DOOS

By WileE2005

WARNING: Contains some explicit male homosexual content and bathroom gore!

I came to, finally after having been passed out for a while. All I remembered was that some strange knockout gas caused me to fall over, and a while later, I was still in my den, but now I was tied to a wooden chair, wearing nothing but my briefs!

As my vision cleared, I could see the figure entering the den. He looked like your typical adult male, wearing a dark gray long-sleeved shirt and brown pants. But as he was more clearly into view, I noticed something about his head. He actually had Scooby-Doo's head on his body! Even though I was still a bit woozy, I could feel an erection forming underneath my briefs. Being a furry, I have always thought Scooby-Doo was somewhat attractive. I hoped that Scooby wouldn't notice...

But apparently, Scooby just grinned and did his distinctive laugh. "Ee-hee-HEE-hee-hee-hee!" He was also carrying some kind of large duffel bag with him. As I got a clearer look at him, I realized he was actually wearing a rubber Scooby-Doo mask! I was actually amazed at the quality of it. The rubber head appeared to be very realistic and a tight fit, completely covering his own head, and the mouth moved perfectly with his voice. He also had Scooby's dog collar on his neck, tucked underneath his shirt for a rather convincing effect.

"Who are you?" I asked. I do admit I was still nervous. I hoped I wasn't going to be mugged!

"You know me," Scooby said, his voice a perfect imitation. "Ri am a friend of yours, and ras long as your folks are raway for the week, re will have a rot of fun!"

"But, your face..." I said. "That mask... I don't even know who you really are!"

"Rat's no matter," Scooby barked. "For ris day, you will no ronger re yourself."

"I... I won't?" I asked.

"Rnope..." Scooby said, as he undid the bindings on my legs, and unzipped the duffel bag, pulling something brown out.

At first, I couldn't make out what the Scooby-Doo impersonator was holding. But then he held it up to me, and I could see that it was a full Scooby-Doo costume! I was now even more aroused, yet still rather uncertain...

"I don't get it," I said.

"For now, ri am your raster," Scooby told me. "Ryou will be the dog!"

"Oh... roleplay, right?" I asked.

"Ryou could ray that," Scooby grinned.

"OK then, I think I'll give it a shot," I said. "Playing Scooby could be lots of fun anyway!"

"Rat's just what I wanted to hear!" Scooby untied me from the chair, and we entered the bathroom.

I then removed my briefs, and began to slide into the suit. The body seemed to be made of a very soft velour or lycra, with padding to give Scooby his distinct muscular proportions, along with the teal dog collar and "SD" tag on top of the suit, around my own neck. There was also a crotch zipper, and I could feel my cock slide into something rubbery. The suit felt very comfortable on my own body. The Scooby master then closed the zipper on the back of my suit, and helped me into the footpaws, and then the gloves. They perfectly resembled Scooby-Doo's paws, and were padded with latex.

Now all that was left was the head. Scooby handed me the latex mask, very similar to the one he had on himself, and nodded. The mask was the full pullover kind that completely covered the head and neck, down to the shoulders, and was very lifelike. I opened up the bottom of the mask, raised it above my head, and tugged it down onto my own. The rubber Scooby-Doo head conformed to fit onto my own head, as I watched my reflection in the mirror, only hearing the sound of rubber rustling around me. Once I was able to see out of the eye slits cleverly concealed underneath Scooby's eyes, I adjusted the mask and smoothed it out onto my face, and then stuffed the mask's large neck underneath my dog collar. I was surprised at how well I was able to see out of the mask, and that I could move my new mouth with relative ease. I then stuck my tongue into the mask's own tongue sheath, and then my master pulled out a tiny padlock, and I could feel him putting it onto the back of my costume with a "click."

"Rnow you are ran rexact copy of me," he explained, still perfectly imitating Scooby-Doo's voice. "Ryou are locked into the suit, and ronly I have the key. Ryou rannot escape or ret out."

"Roh-kay," I said, in my best Scooby-Doo voice. I was surprised that it sounded nearly as good as the "Scooby-Doo" that was to be my master.

"Roh, and I can tell you rook like you rill rike this," Scooby said. "I really rike that!"

"Roh?" I said, managing to pull of one of Scooby's distinct perplexed expressions very easily.

"Ryup!" Scooby leaned over and slurped me. I then let out a pretty good-sounding Scooby laugh. This would actually be fun!

...

A while later, I was in the yard, my collar tied to a line that was tied to a hook on a doghouse with "SCOOBY" written above the opening. I was just relaxing and enjoying the feel of being locked in my Scooby-Doo costume.

My master had come out of the back door with a rather large dog bowl. He was wearing a hoodie jacket to make him seem a bit inconspicuous to others. I just watched as he placed the dog bowl full of chili in front of me, then he leaned down, pulled back his hood and grinned at me, revealing his full Scooby-Doo head. Then he patted the top of my rubbery mask, saying "Good boy..."

I barked and began to wolf down the chili. I do admit I was getting rather hungry anyways. Scooby does eat a lot. My Scooby master headed back into the house as I continued happily eating...

Some time later, my rear felt gurgly. I knew I had to go to the bathroom, and I could easily unzip my crotch, but I had to take a dump, and I wasn't sure how to do so. I didn't want to wreck the suit, but holding it in for a long time wouldn't be good either!

I guess the other Scooby-Doo saw me, because he came back out into the yard. "Roh..." he said suggestively. "You need to use ra rathroom, right?"

Staying in character, I simply nodded.

"Oh, ron't rworry," Scooby told me. He then turned to my back and I could feel him pawing on my ass. "Rohkay," he said, "Go ahead rand crap."

So I did. To my amazement, I looked behind me to see that my costume had an opening, allowing me to take a shit without any hassle.

Master Scooby patted my head again, and tossed me a real Scooby Snack. I caught it in my mouth, and surprisingly I was able to chew it up and swallow it. "Scooby-dooby-doooo!" I said in my best Scooby-Doo imitation.

"Rat's a good dog," Scooby said, leaning down and nuzzling me, while polishing off a Scooby Snack himself. I think he noticed I was very hard by now!

...

The rest of the day went well. I was now very sweaty in my Scooby-Doo outfit, but luckily my master provided me cool water to drink (out of a dog's water bowl, of course.) I had fun being my favorite cartoon dog. He didn't even mind at one point when I was masturbating inside my doghouse.

Some time later, I woke up from taking a nap, noticing the line had been disconnected from my collar. It was getting somewhat darker out by now. So I stood up on my hind legs and headed over to the back porch. It was actually pretty easy for me to do so while in costume!

Inside, I looked around. I entered the living room and noticed there was a nice, warm fire going in the fireplace. I could see Scooby-Doo, relaxing in the large red armchair, though his rubbery head was about all I could see, looking partly shiny from the firelight. He looked pretty comfortable sitting there. So, staying in character, I went and sat behind the armchair and barked.

Master Scooby turned his masked head to look at me. "Why rello rhere, Scooby..." He then began to stand up, stretching his arms out a bit. "Ready for rome more fun?"

"Rif it's what I rink rit ris," I winked.

"Ryup!" he said, and I could see he rolled his sleeves back and began pulling on some kind of gloves over his arms. On closer inspection, I could see they were Scooby-Doo arm sleeves, very much like the ones I was wearing. I felt my cock getting pretty hard again.

Scooby seemed to notice, too. He just gently pounced on me, did his distinctive laugh and began rubbing my crotch teasingly. I could only softly moan with pleasure under my latex mask. He was turning me on even more. After rubbing for a brief period of time, he appeared to wink at me and I watched as he pulled the zipper down on the crotch area of my suit, forcing out my cock. I was rather surprised to see it was coated with a thin layer of red latex, giving it the appearance of a real dog's genitalia.

"Ruh-roh!" I goofily said in my best Scooby voice.

The other Scooby leaned down and slowly slid my cock into his muzzle and began sucking. I watched him slowly bob his head up and down as I felt Scooby's warm wet tongue on my manhood. It just felt incredible, almost like there wasn't much of my original human self left. Scooby continued licking and sucking, as I practically collapsed onto the chair in delight, moaning in Scooby's voice...

I could tell my mate was enjoying this a lot, too. He rubbed his latex muzzle around my cock a bit, letting me enjoy the feel of the sweaty latex over my red rocket. It felt really nice! Scooby then resumed sucking as I reached out and smoothed my paws over my double's rubbery face.

Scooby noticed, and wrapped his lips around my shaft, slowly bobbing up and down as he did. It wasn't long before I felt a bit of pre-cum dribbling from my cock. "Ree-hee-HEE-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee," I laughed. I knew that the last of my human manhood was pretty much in my seed. I just watched as Master Scooby-Doo continued sucking, running his latex paws on my rubbery Scooby face, me feeling his tongue all over me.

Just then, I grunted softly as I felt the first warm shots of cum spurt out. The other Scooby's eyes seemed to go wide, and he clamped down on my boner, letting his muzzle fill with my juices, the last few bits of my human traits with them. "Scooby-dooby-doo!" I said, and patted my partner's head as he slurped and licked me clean. I was pretty much no longer some man in a dog costume. I had now pretty much completed the transformation into a large, brown, muscular, perfect copy of Scooby-Doo. I slowly slid my still-wet cock out of Scooby's mouth.

"Roh yeah..." he said. "Rat was fun!" He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

"Ryup," I agreed. I began to get out of the chair, and only then did I notice that it looked like there was something extra inside the duffel bag. I trotted over and then pulled out a floppy rubber mask of Dynomutt, Dog Wonder! I stared at the perfect likeness of the bionic mutt, and took a deep sniff. The smell of latex reminded me a lot of the Scooby-Doo mask I had on at that very moment! But then I quickly put it back in the bag and hurried back to my partner...

Master Scooby said, "Roh, I see ryou noticed rat Rynomutt mask..." He was still doing a flawless Scooby-Doo imitation, and now my voice was pretty much matching up with his. It was like we were now both the same person... or the same dog, for that matter.

"Ryup," I answered.

"Re'll rave that for later," he told me. "Rut now..." Scooby slowly began to undo his pants, and partly pulled them down, along with his briefs, to reveal his ass and his own cock, then tossing me a small tube of KY. I pretty much knew what he wanted now.

As I squirted a bit of lube into his ass and on my cock, in my Scooby voice I asked him why he didn't have a full Scooby-Doo suit on like I did; he still just had the rubber mask and sleeves/paws on.

"Roh, ri think ri'm comfortable enough ris way," he said, grinning at me.

I playfully barked and slowly slid my boner into my mate's ass, as he began to paw on his own dick. Then I began to gently hump, feeling waves of pleasure flow over my body. Scooby whimpered softly as he smiled, beginning to paw faster.

I breathed in deeply with each thrust, the scent of my rubber Scooby-Doo head only adding to my state of arousal. I then eventually began to hump faster, and it eventually wasn't long until I could feel myself getting ready to ejaculate. I looked over and watched my double continuing to pump his own cock, seeing a bit of pre-cum leaking from his half-man/half-toon body...

Just then, I saw my partner beginning to explode his jism on the rug, saying "Scooby-dooby-doooooo!" As he did, I felt myself orgasm into Scooby's ass, in nice warm shots. The next several seconds were the most pleasurable moments of the evening, two Scooby-Doos both cumming at once.

We were both exhausted from our fireside fun. Scooby leaned over to me, wrapped his arms around me and began to French kiss. It felt really good with our tongues caressing, his still somewhat having the taste of cum, and our rubbery muzzles pressed against each other. Scooby then pulled off and slowly said, "Ri love you, Scooby..."

"Ri love you too," I whispered back.

We both hugged some more, ate a few post-sex Scooby Snacks, and then Scooby stood up again, saying "Rnow ret's have some 'clean' fun..."

"Roh?" I asked.

Scooby pulled out the Dynomutt mask and a matching green cape and boots. "Ranna be Rynorutt?"

...

The following wasn't very sexual, though we did have some fun with it. We were playing around with some costumes, as Scooby-Doo always did have a tendency to dress up. I was surprised at how well the latex Dynomutt mask was able to fit very well over my Scooby mask, and how I was able to effortlessly imitate Dynomutt's voice as well. I guess you could say Dynomutt got rather messy too. By now, I had donned a mask of the Ape Man, one of Scooby-Doo's original villains, and my mate had donned a Sherlock Holmes jacket/cape, hat and magnifying glass. It looked really cute with his Scooby-Doo mask and paws.

"Relementary, Roctor Watson," Master Scooby said, before tugging off my Ape Man mask and hugging me.

"Ree-HEE-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee," I laughed again, before yawning and stretching out my Scooby limbs. It was pretty late now!

My mate noticed. He slipped out of his Sherlock coat and hat, saying "Roh, are you rired?"

I simply nodded.

Scooby slipped the small key out of his pocket, and I could feel him unlocking my mask with a soft "click."

"Ri have now runlocked your mask," he told me. "Ryou made a great Scooby, rut I think you ray rave had renough by now..."

"Rank you," I said, blushing from behind my latex mask. "But I rink right now I ram rerfectly content, Ri love reing Scooby-Doo." I gave my partner a lick.

"Re too," he said, smiling. "Ryou rust head up to bed, rand I will rust relax here... still masked, of course," he whispered that last part to me.

I did another Scooby laugh, and hugged my master. After he initially suited me up, I knew who he really was. He was a friend of mine from another block down, though mostly straight, he and I have had quite a bit of interesting masked sexual play, but nothing like this before. Amazingly, he had stayed masked the whole day; not once did I see his true face like I have before.

My Scooby double then reached to his neck and grabbed the edges of the brown latex, slowly pulling and stretching it upward, just tugging it around and distorting it for me. He knew that turned me on too. After some more mask-play, he just briefly pulled the mask up a bit to show his true mouth and kissed me on my Scooby lips, before tugging the mask back down and re-fitting it onto his head.

I snuggled Scooby a bit more, and then finally hit the sack. I slept in my room, still in full costume. I could have taken it off if I wanted to, but I just didn't feel like it. I was enjoying being Scooby-Doo too much to change back into my human form...

...

Back in the living room, the other Scooby-Doo just sat in front of the fire for a bit, enjoying his alter-ego. He then knew he had no need to continue wearing his dog paws for the rest of the evening. So he stood up, and tugged hard on his left sleeve. It seemed a bit tighter than usual and took a bit of effort, but eventually with a loud snap, it came off, revealing another brown dog paw and arm underneath, covered with a soft, fine brown fur and with rough darker-brown leather pads on his paw.

"Ruh-roh," he quickly said, as he pulled his realistic human glove from out of his fake Scooby paw and slipped it back on over his own. No one would have ever noticed.

Scooby got his other fake paw off without any trouble, and then opened a closet door he kept locked, placing the rubber sleeves in, next to an empty box that said "HUMAN DISGUISE KIT - Includes Rubber Mask!" It had a photo of an empty latex mask that resembled his human face that was underneath his Scooby mask.

As he shut the closet door and locked it again, he softly chuckled to himself, still in Scooby's voice, which apparently really _was_his true voice. "Poor guy... rif he knew the truth, rat he was rucking his favorite cartoon character for real, he'd be in dire reed of therapy... well, runless he feels the rame way rabout me rat I do him... rafter all, he's LOTS more fun ran Raggy..." Scooby did his distinctive laugh once again as he put the key to the closet in his trousers' pocket. No one would have ever guessed the truth.

"Scooby-dooby-doooooo!" he said, deciding to keep his masks on. He enjoyed the feel of wearing a couple of tight layers of latex on his own head. Then Scooby-Doo separated some of the logs in the fireplace, making the fire start to die down, then closing the door on it, curling up in the red armchair and falling asleep. It had been a long but great day for a dog and his double...

THE END

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