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When Milton awoke once more he found that his usual wake up time had not happened, instead when he looked at the clock next to his bed he saw that it was around three in the morning. Given the fact that at this point in his life he usually woke up at the same time without even needing an alarm he found this extremely disconcerting. When he slowly sat up and looked around he found that there was nothing that should have woken him up, everything was exactly where he had liked it in order to get to sleep. There was no explanation for what could have caused his sudden awakening... at least until he looked down as he pulled the covers off of his body.

In the dim light of the alarm clock he saw something glint in the light around his groin and even before he reached down to feel it he knew what it was. How he had forgotten to take off those rubber briefs he didn't know as his hands moved down the smooth material. Though he couldn't deny how good it felt he knew it had caused such a disruption in his schedule that they had to go. As his fingers moved to remove the briefs from his body he noticed two things that caused his blood to freeze in his veins; the first was that as his fingers brushed against the bulge of his cock it actually felt like it was completely unrestrained and the second was that the tips of his digits couldn't find the seam between his waist and the band of the briefs.

Any vestige of sleep that he might have had was instantly banished as he couldn't feel where the inside of the band was, his fingers slipping along the rubber surface before it moved immediately to his skin. He moved to his side and fumbled around in the darkness until he could find the switch for his lamp, and when he was able to finally flick on the light what he saw caused his jaw to drop and his eyes to widen. While the briefs were still there the hems and lines had merged together and the material looked like it had melted onto his form. Instead of completely encasing his member and giving him a bulge the latex had completely formed around it, which as he looked at it seemed to grow bigger as the feeling of arousal flushed through his system.

"No... no no no..." Milton said to himself as he tried more frantically to pull off the latex attached to his groin, only to feel like it was attached to him like a second skin as the sound of squeaks filled the air. "This can't be happening, it's just a dream or something. That guy... he put it in my head somehow..."

As he continued to try and rationalize it in his mind he began to feel something else, at first he thought his fingers had brushed up against his erection but when he pulled his hands away it still felt like someone had started to stroke on his cock. His breathing began to come in a short gasps as the unseen force slowly but completely moved from the root of his maleness all the way up to the tip, the rubber cock jutting out from his body rippling in time with the movement. At first Milton thought that it was something with the rubber briefs but when he put his hand against the stiff latex flesh not only did he feel nothing there but the sensation of his fingers wrapping around his rod caused him to nearly jump.

Milton moaned despite himself as his back arched from the pleasure he had just given himself, and even though he knew it was wrong the lustful part of his brain took over and began to stroke. It was like he couldn't help himself anymore, once he got a taste of that sweet sensation his hand seemed to move on automatic. It wasn't long before he was writhing and moaning on his bed as his other hand joined in, stroking and rubbing his rubber-covered taint down to his rear while his main hand continued to pump up and down on him. This was something he had never thought of doing in his life, but he also had never imagined that he would be wearing some sort of weird rubber sex underwear and masturbating in it.

When he began to feel something poke against his pucker he thought that his venturing fingers went too far, but once more he realized that it wasn't him that was doing the poking. Though he had gotten close it appeared that the rubber briefs themselves were the culprit as the already tight material that had suctioned into his crack began to slide deeper. Milton had never really been in on the whole sex and rubber scene before so when he began to feel something mostly solid push into his rear it was the first time anything had been back there. A cry escaped from his lips and he found himself actually stroking even harder as the dildo-like protrusion continued to spread open his virgin walls.

At this point Milton was positive that this had to be a dream; there was no way that these strange rubber pants could possibly doing the things they were doing to him. Even with his own hand replacing the stroking of his cock there was no way that something could be pushing inside him like that, especially when it seemed to give a push in that caused his hips to go up in response.

Once he was finished he laid back in a tired but blissed out stupor, waiting for the dream to end so that he could actually get up and he could actually get back to work. As he laid there with his eyes closed he waited to feel something that would indicate that he had returned to the real world... but as the minutes passed and nothing seemed to happen he began to wonder if he had perhaps been mistaken. In his mind however there was no way that what happened to him could have happened, which meant that somehow he had to be in a dream. In his mind it was the only possible explanation...

When Milton finally did open his eyes again it was to the blaring alarm of his phone. He opened his eyes to see the glints of sun streaming through his window as the dawn sun rose beyond it, allowing him to breathe a steady sigh of relief. "What a nightmare..." he muttered to himself as he turned off his alarm and began to crawl out of bed. "No more rubber stuff for me before... bed..."

As he threw off his covers he felt his heart pound hard in his chest when he stared down at his groin and a shiny bulge stared back at him. Unlike his supposed dream his member was completely encased in the rubber that was completely sealed against his skin. Even though he was completely shocked his hand drifted down to it and gave it a squeeze that nearly caused him to fall off the bed. Though the area where his maleness was located was incredibly sensitive he didn't feel it grow any more erect, like the rubber was preventing it from doing so as his breathing steadied from the huffs that the burst of pleasure had caused.

Though this was something that Milton felt like he needed to investigate further he heard his phone go off once more telling him that he should be out of his shower by now. With his routine threatened he had to choose between breaking with his traditional morning and trying to figure out what was going on with this day. In the end routine won out; he didn't know if nexdrake was going to be on in mornings and if he broke with his routine it would cause him even more stress on him. The rubber on his groin and thighs was still strange as it stretched and moved with him and as he hopped into the shower he realized that what had been a pair of latex briefs had become a pair of running shorts.

Even though Milton was very careful to not touch the smooth expanse of rubber in front of his groin when he washed his legs he found the areas of his inner thigh to be equally sensitive. When he was surprised by the arousing sensation of the sponge against merged skin his hands darted upwards and he nearly fell to his knees from the sudden stimulation. As he leaned against the wet wall of the shower he felt the water cascading down his back begin to divert down his cheeks, and when he reached behind him with one hand he felt why. The nub of rubber that would have been just below where the waistline of the briefs would be began to stretch even as his fingers pressed against it, feeling his spine stretching as the latex continued to snake out from just above his rear.

Milton let out a loud moan as the blissful sensation continued to radiate just above his rear, reminiscent of what he had felt during what he thought had been a dream where he had been penetrated. His moans turned to panting and he found his hand rubbing against his groin as the very slow growth of the new appendage continued to snake out behind him. When it reached a certain length, the rubber inflated like a balloon and when he saw it wagging behind him he realized what kind of tail it was. The two white stripes on the otherwise black latex were a clear indicator that it was that of a skunk, something that he swore he had seen before...

But before he could capitalize on his idea he could feel the water start to grow cold and that warned him that he had spent far too long in the shower. He finished up as quickly as he could and sped through the rest of his routine with lightning speed, pausing only to shudder with delight as he pulled up his pants that pressed against his bulge before he continued to button it up. Despite the situation Milton almost felt sad when that shiny material disappeared underneath the other set of clothes. He could still feel it as the latex rubbed against the fabric of his suit and it caused him to shiver with nearly every step as he made his way down to catch his ride to work...

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By the time lunch rolled around Milton was flustered, feeling himself sweating as he made his way down towards his usual spot in order to pick up his sandwich. After the disruption he had seem to cause with his absence last time he made sure to keep on track with his usual routine. What had almost caused him to completely miss was the several times that he had made trips to the bathroom just to attempt to release his pent-up arousal that came from the rubber on his body. He quickly ran into a problem with his first trip through when he realized that with no seams and the latex being completely solid there didn't seem to be a way to truly stroke himself aside from kneading and rubbing the bulge as best as possible.

One thing that he hoped he wouldn't see was Dennis, and though he wasn't there when he arrived as he sat down with his lunch he was soon joined by the other man after he had gotten his own meal. "You alright there?" Dennis asked the second he sat down. "You look a little flushed there... if you're getting sick let me know so I know not to lean in and catch anything."

"I'm not sick," Milton replied simply as he continued to eat his lunch.

"Well thank god for that," Dennis said with a sigh as he sat back in the booth. "Half of my floor seems like they're sick at any given time and I have a hard-enough time dodging that. So now that I'm sure you aren't carrying the plague you have to tell me about if you decided to go ahead and do that thing you had idly mentioned before? I want to see if we can break the world record of words exchanged between the two of us that we set yesterday."

Though Milton knew he had opened the door on this conversation he didn't know how he could expand on what was happening to him. How do you best explain that a guy in a rubber dragon suit that he met on a latex fetish site gave him a pair of magic underwear that caused him to grow a tail? It was hard enough hiding the rubber appendage since he couldn't remove it, opting instead to leaving his coat on and keeping the tail up so that the bulge wasn't as noticeable. He knew that he had gotten more than one strange look from his co-worker but no one seemed to be concerned or curious enough to ask him what was going on. It was also why he was glad that he was able to sit first since he could sit on it without discomfort and helped hide it from the scrutiny of his friend.

"I decided to look into it a little further," Milton finally replied vaguely, knowing that while it wouldn't be good enough to sate the other male's curiosity. "There really isn't much more to say about it, won't know what is going to come out of it until later. Until then there's not really much to discuss."

Dennis seemed at least temporarily satisfied and mentioned that he had to use the restroom before standing up and moving towards the back. The second that his lunch friend had disappeared he suddenly received a phone call and when Milton looked down at it he saw it was Nexdrake. "I hope that I'm not interrupting your lunch," the soothing voice said on the other side of the line. "But I could sense that you might be having some concerns with the gift that I sent you."

"You're damn right-" Milton started to shout before he remembered where he was and lowered his voice down to a whisper. "You know exactly what my concerns are! Not only can I not get these underwear off but I've..." he stopped and looked around once more before lowering his voice even more and covered his face with his other hand. "It grew a tail!"

"Well isn't that interesting," Nexdrake replied. "It appears that you like rubber more than even I anticipated, I look forward to seeing what else comes of it. Do make sure to keep me posted, I expect to see pictures of your progress, maybe even a little video of you shaking that tail of yours."

Milton felt himself grow flush with embarrassment at the proposition, partially because of the audacity of the offer but mostly because there was a second where he actually considered doing such a thing. "I want you to know that I'm never going to do anything like that," he almost hissed into the phone as he glared down at it. "You think that I'm just going to cater to your demands and put this rubber but on display you got another thing coming! Now tell me how to get these things off-"

"Get what off?" a different voice said, Milton looking up to see Dennis standing there before hastily ending the call and hiding his phone. "You didn't need to hang up on my account, I've just never seen you so animated before and was wondering if something was wrong. You aren't dying on me or anything like that are you?"

Milton couldn't even think of a response, instead he hastily got up with the rest of his lunch and nearly ran out of the building back to work. Even though he had been aware of it the entire time for some reason he was now even more aware of the synthetic tail rubbing against his back and his pants rubbing against his latex covered groin. Eventually the stimulation was too much for him and he did something he never thought he would do in his life, he sent an e-mail to his boss saying that he wasn't feeling well and was going home. He was greeted a few minutes later by his supervisor who wanted to make sure that everything was alright before he said that he was free to leave.

Once he was home Milton needed to take a second to control his breathing after sprinting all the way up to his apartment. As he did he pressed his back against the cool wood of the door and was slightly startled when he felt it against his bare flesh. When he looked down he was surprised to see that in the brief period of time that he had been home he had stripped out of his clothing down to the cursed undergarments. When he looked down he saw that the rubber had continued to spread during the day at work and that his already big rubber tail had grown moreso, to the point where he didn't know if he could just tuck it in anymore. Milton continued to curse the disruption to his pristine routine as he grabbed the phone from his jacket and called the number of the one connected to the source of it.

At this point the one Milton had called picked up almost immediately, to the point that it startled him as he heard Nexdrake chuckle. "You are quite the eager one," Nexdrake said. "Not even an hour and you're calling me again, makes me feel wanted."

"Well what I want is for you to resolve this situation now!" Milton demanded as he stood there.

"So bossy," Nexdrake replied, the other male able to hear the smirk on his face. "Alright, I will tell you what; you send me one little pic of what you look like right now and I'll go ahead and help you resolve the situation that you're in. Of course if that's not good for you then I'll let you be and enjoy those briefs that you have on... though at that point I can imagine that they're running shorts."

Once more Milton heard that chuckle that seemed to reverberate deep in the core of his being as the changing human tried to figure out what to do. While he would have never even thought about doing something so lewd and exhibitionist in nature, but if he didn't do it then it was possible that he would either have to try to figure out a way to explain things or completely disrupt the life that he had worked so hard to build. It was just one little picture... what could be the harm in that? It didn't seem like he was needing to show his face and it would be like those on the website that he frequented.

Milton suddenly let out a gasp as a surge of pleasure coursed through his body, and when he looked down he saw that the latex bulge that had been prevalent throughout the day had receded or suctioned to his groin and exposed his throbbing member. It had been the first time that he had seen it since this morning and before rational thought kicked in to stop him he brought down his hand and gave it a stroke. The sensation that he experienced was just like when he had done it during the night and he was nearly brought to his knees by it. It took all of his willpower to pull it away again and had to brace himself against the door to stop from touching himself again.

That was what did it for him as he activated the camera on his phone and aimed it at himself. After making sure that his face couldn't be seen in the photo he snapped it and saved it to send to Nexdrake. Even though he just wanted it done and over with he couldn't help but admire the shine and how the rubber looked on him, especially with the way it made his member bigger. Aside from the bit of pudge that showed on his chest and stomach it would have possibly been something to fap too, especially when he saw that his tail... or rather the tail of the underwear he corrected himself as he sent off the picture to Nexdrake.

No sooner had he sent off the picture then he heard a knock at the door that caused him to nearly jump back from it. When he asked who it was there was no reply, which gave him a sense of dread on what could have possibly been on the other side of it. Milton was about to answer the door when he realized that he would be answering it completely exposed, although when he looked back down it appeared whatever magic or technology that was in the rubber had given him back his bulge. Instead of attempting to try to find where he tossed his pants his need to get to the bottom of this won out and he tossed open the door to greet whatever was waiting for him.

Milton's adrenaline immediately crashed when he saw that no one was there waiting for him, the hallway completely empty even as he poked his head out and looked down the hallways. It was almost like he had imagined the whole thing... except that when he looked down just before going back inside. There was another brown box sitting there waiting for him, just like the briefs that were on full display to anyone that would have passed by. He felt himself growing fearful of being noticed and grabbed the package before running back inside and slamming the door shut.

In the back of his mind Milton was fuming; he had gone and taken a picture of himself in nothing but the rubber briefs that had been the problem in the first place, and all he gets was another box? Of course it could just be the thing that was needed in order for him to get rid of the cursed garments, he realized as he brought it over to the kitchen table to open. He took a knife and cut the tape, his heart pounding in his chest when he slowly opened the box. When he finally opened the flaps and looked down inside it to see a pair of rubber gloves sitting there amidst a few packing peanuts. He slowly picked them up and examined the shiny surface, wondering how they could possibly help him get the latex that is merged with his body.

It soon became clear what their purpose was as the rubber suddenly liquidated in his hands, but instead of the gooey substance trailing to the ground the liquid tendrils slithered around his fingers and flattened against his palm. Milton was so shocked that even though is brain was firing off a multitude of ideas from washing his hands to attempting to burn off the liquid all he could do was stand there as the rubber reformed into the grip gloves once more. The shiny substance stretched with his movements as he finally was able to respond enough to flex his fingers. In the matter of a minute he was staring down at shiny black hands complete with pads on his palms and fingers, the edge of the rubber fused with his skin just like the underwear was.

"No no no..." Milton finally said as he tried to grab the gloves to pull them off, only to feel like he was grabbing his own hands. "Damnit, he tricked me again!" When he failed to pull them off he changed tactics and tried to claw off the rubber around his groin, only to find that it was even harder for him to get a grip on the substance. What he did succeed in was causing his arousal to spike from the feeling of rubber on rubber as his scratches turned to rubs that got glower to the growing bulge in his groin.

He quickly pulled his hands away and went angrily over to the phone, fuming as he looked at the clock that was on it. He was already so far off of his routine that part of him was angry that he wasn't at work while the other part of him was angry that he was thinking about food when he normally didn't even think about it for a few hours when it was dinner time. Not only that but now instead of getting rid of the rubber he had more of it over his body and this was when Nexdrake had told him he was going to solve the problem. He flopped down on the couch with his clothes still off and unlocked his phone so he could call the guy and give him a piece of his mind...

At least, that's what he tried to do until he attempted to use his fingerprint scanner for nearly a minute before he realized that it wasn't registering. It wasn't until he looked back down at his fingers and saw the shiny rubber instead of his usual ones. With the material covering them, not to mention the padding on them, blocked him from being able to activate the sensor. That caused Milton's mood to be even more fuming as he used his pattern instead to open it... only to have a call come in before he could complete it. As soon as he saw it was Nexdrake again he immediately answered the call and demanded to know what was going on.

"You really should learn to calm yourself my friend," the voice on the other side said. "Perhaps you need to just take some deep breaths and relax. Try breathing in deep through your nose... then let it go in one smooth release."

Even though Milton was extremely upset at the situation he found himself doing what the other rubber lover said, and actually did feel a little of the stress and anger leave his body as he was told to do it again. "I don't understand," Milton still replied with a bit of anger in his voice. "You said that you were going to get rid of these rubber undergarments! Now I have more on me, not less!"

"I never said anything of the sort," the voice replied with a chuckle. "Just calm down and take another breath, all you need to do is listen to my voice while I explain. You see, I said that I was going to resolve the situation that you're in, and the situation is that you are a stick in the mud that has been so vigorously stuck in your routine so that you can attempt to control the desires that you let leak out only occasionally on rubber sites..."

The anger slowly seeped away and was replaced with anxiety and fear, though continuing to breathe as Nexdrake instructed him to try and relax. "See, there's a part of you that you've caged like a wild beast inside of you." Nexdrake explained, Milton unable to pull the phone away from his ear as he continued to listen to him. "The one time you let it out I happened to be on the other side of it, I could sense that release was so desperately needed... now continue to relax and just let yourself go, enjoy the gifts that I have given you and let the other side come out to play even if for a little bit."

There was a few moments of silence and even though Nexdrake continued to talk it fell into the background as his gaze drifted down to his crotch. Once more his cock had been revealed, the bulge receding to allow him to touch the sensitive flesh that had dwelled within. It throbbed tantalizingly in front of him and even though he knew it wouldn't end well his hands seemed to be drifting towards them like magnets. He felt something press against his back and realized that the latex tail he had been laying on had seemed to expand even further, providing him an almost bed-like experience as his hands finally made contact with his cock and his hips immediately thrusted upward from the shocking amount of pleasure.

How could rubber feel this good, Milton thought to himself as he began to slowly stroke himself, and why hadn't he done something like this earlier. The fact that this was rubber that he couldn't take off and seemed to make not just his groin but every part of him more sensitive was lost in the lust as the latex pads were even more exquisite than his fingers. Soon any rational thought seemed to have trouble forming in his mind as his focus became solely on the stroking, milking out as much blissful arousal as possible. He could no longer restrain himself; all of his routine, his structure, his rules, all of it was thrown out the window as he began to throw himself into his own latex modified self-pleasure...