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Stardust sped towards his front door after hearing his doorbell go off, watching through the peephole, watching the postman walk off and disappear behind the tall hedge of his front garden. The purple raccoon scratched his head, unsure as to what it could be that the postman had dragged in, whether he just received his usual bills, junkmail or perhaps something more exciting?

He heard his ringtone play, and nearly jumped out of his skin after one notification in particular caught his attention - that a product he ordered had been delivered to his address.

"Huh? My collar finally arrived?! A-At last!!" Stardust said to himself, feeling his tail sway left and right from excitement as he rushed outside in an instant, yanking open his mailbox to be met with a small but fancy package with the silhouette of a rubbery-looking collar for the logo, the box itself decorated with a minimalistic but eye-catching design.

He snatched the package, shut the mailbox and ran back inside, exhilarated to finally be able to get his hands on the brand new collar he had been waiting nearly a month for!

Entering his bedroom, the raccoon tossed the package on his bed, retrieved a box cutter and hastily opened it, delight and excitement surging through his veins as he broke through the sticky seals. The quality of the packaging was surprisingly good, granted he remembered buying the product off of what he remembered looked like a webshop based in China - which begged an integral question: Will the collar itself live up to the bold claims, as well as the carefully designed box art?

"Right... here we go!" The purple raccoon thought to himself, placing his fingers on the lid, brimming with excitement.

Opening the luxurious-looking box, Stardust laid his eyes on the shiny collar, wrapped in bubble wrap and carefully stuffed in thick packaging foam. Stardust couldn't help but continue to appreciate the high quality packaging despite it coming from China, humming to himself as he played around with the bubble wrap.

Taking the collar out of the bubble wrap, stars fill his eyes as he holds it out in front of him, unable to help but run his fingers back and forth across the shiny rubber.

Without wasting any more time, he opened the collar, put it around his neck and readjusted the band until it fit perfectly around his neck. Excited and curious, he hurried towards the mirror on his bedroom door, getting a proper look of the glossy collar around his neck.

"It's... gosh this looks amazing on me!!" The raccoon thought to himself.

A few minutes passed, Stardust continued about his day as usual, when he began to pick up on something... rather interesting.

The longer the purple raccoon kept the collar equipped on his neck, the further the feeling of its band surrounding his neck began to fade out, almost to the point where it felt as if he wasn't wearing it at all. Stardust shrugged it off, attributing the oddly peculiar sensation to the fact he wore collars all the time, he collected them, after all.

It didn't take too long for the raccoon to fall back into boredom, however. Aiming to keep his hype up, he figured it was high time he put on a matching outfit and snap a couple selfies with his brand new rubber collar.

A resurgence of enthusiasm occurred, as he got up from his couch and sped back to his bedroom, yanking his walk-in closet wide open and browsing through the various pieces of clothing. From the closet, he retrieved a pair of chained pants, some goth boots and an oversized off-the-shoulder t-shirt with an edgy print, as well as an intricately-detailed maid dress with black cat stockings and cute arm warmers to complete the fit.

Stardust looked to his bed, indecisive as to which outfit to rock first, as both struck him as equally stunning.

He closed his eyes, extended his arm and said...

"Eenie... meenie... miny... this one!"

Upon opening his eyes, the raccoon felt a blush creep along his cheeks. Taking the maid outfit in his paws, he sighed bashfully and hesitantly. He vividly remembered noping out the first and last time he wore the dress, embarrassment got the best of him, promising he wouldn't back out next time he wore the outfit.

Stardust took a few deep breaths, and began to slowly put on the maid outfit. Right off rip, his body temperature increased significantly, his paws growing shaky and his cheeks flushed as all hell. He anxiously approached the mirror in his room.

The purple raccoon closed his eyes once again as he stood before the mirror, then opened his eyes.

Stardust felt his jaw drop to the ground, his eyes met with a sight he could not comprehend.

"What... the FUCK?!"

It would appear that while his mind was too occupied with the maid dress, a strange, dark mass has spread across his body by inexplicable means, covering where his purple fur once was. Trying desperately not to shriek bloody murder, he shook his head and squinted his eyes in hopes of it being a mere hallucination due to his lack of sleep - alas, nothing changed.

The longer he watched the black material developed on his body, the more obvious the source of this strange phenomenon became, taking off the maid outfit in a hasty, panicky manner, careless of voiding his promise.

The dress came off, and the culprit was revealed... The strange substance spreading out on his chest and waist looked exactly like the rubbery collar...

In a panicked manner, he peeled away at the squeaky material, his breaths growing heavy with sweat pouring from his forehead. It didn't work. He then tried to break open his collar. That didn't work either....

"C'mon...!! There's gotta be a way to get this thing off!!!" Stardust muttered to himself, stress overtaking him, struggling ever so frantically to break free from the rubber transformation. It felt more likely he would choke on air than escape the unyielding rubber slowly taking over more of his body, eventually reaching his most sensitive area, which would be his privates...

He shrieked, feeling the rubber squeeze his now throbbing bulge, realizing things were about to get rather steamy... regretfully, not in a good way, that was. With his arousal kicking in, sabotaging the poor raccoon, he did everything in his power to prepare for possibly the messiest and most shameful struggle ever.

His tail swayed left and right, his cheeks grew warm and his body began to twitch uncontrollably. It seemed like the sexual pleasure derived from the rubber suit began to take over, even to the point where it began to slowly drown out his anxiety.

"... Do I even... want to? Huff... I feel... scared... b-but this feeling... hnnghh... I-It's so lovely...~"

The raccoon found himself riddled with bliss and trouble, like angels and devils clashing for authority, savoring the sensation of his body slowly turning to rubber while suffering the fear of the unknown. Given his inability to take the collar off, will he find himself underneath a second skin for the rest of his life? Each thought brought up more concerns, albeit dampened by the ever-increasing arousal from the rubber's touch on the raccoon's sensitive fur.

His member throbbed and twitched, watching the rubber slowly take over more of his lower body, the reflective material spreading across his thighs, creeping over his knees and down towards his lower legs as they quivered from stimulation.

"Hfff... Gosh, I cant...~ Gotta... give into my desires...~ S-Such a heavenly f-feeling...~"

Stardust couldn't help himself. He allowed himself to indulge, planting his paw on his chest, slowly tracing towards his crotch to rub and fondle his encased privates. Several jolts of pleasure surged through his body, his cheeks flushed and his body trembling. Blessed with sheer arousal, he found himself unsure how to feel and what to think of his situation, but one thing was certain; he was having the time of his life.

The longer he spent inside his suit, the less his anxiety messed with him. It wouldn't take much longer for his worries to fade away - All the raccoon cared about now was making the most of this experience, even at the cost of his furry body.

"Drawing... closer...~ Hnnfff... can't stop... won't stop...~ I-I'm on top of the world...~"

A fragment of a minute later, and his entire lower body was covered with the shiny rubber tightly embracing every inch of him. Ecstasy and arousal flourished deep within Stardust as he joyfully inspected his new body, a second skin, one could argue. Stardust felt powerful. How he turned what was once an unfortunate and unprecedented event into potentially the most exhilarating experience of his life filled the raccoon with undying confidence and determination.

Alas, what followed shortly after would remind the raccoon of his true place, ridding him from his overconfidence.

"Hmmh??~"

Just as he thought the transformation had fully run its course, he felt something slowly run up his neck. Confused, he glanced at the mirror, seeing nothing out of the ordinary at first - that was until he looked again. He shrieked, watching the rubber slowly traveling up his neck. It wanted his entire body, thus including his head. Whatever this collar is, whoever invented it and why it seeks to claim unknowing victims should have inspired a sense of fear for the raccoon's life.

Except it didn't... instead, it gave way to a second stronger wave of pleasure. The desire to be claimed by this strange collar ran wild in his mind, and seemingly careless of the consequences, he allowed the rubber collar to do its thing.

"Hnnhhh... no need to be afraid... must... become one with the rubber...~"

Unwavering arousal drove the raccoon to absolute submission, beholding the sight of his transformation in the mirror, his breaths growing heavy and his face remaining redder than the warm blood running through his body. It didn't matter if he was prepared to embrace his future just yet, finding himself at the mercy of the living rubber and submitting to the course was of paramount importance to the purple raccoon.

Stardust watched as the shiny, squeaky rubber crept up his chin followed by his snout and his cheeks before his vision was obscured by the encasing material. With his most valuable sense now blocked off by the rubber, all he could do was wait and moan from pleasure, feeling the rubber taking over the top of his head - and finally, his ears.

And just when Stardust thought it was done, a strange sensation washed over his chest and his hips. His touch revealed that the raccoon's hips were slowly growing wider, as well as two plump breasts emerging from his once flat chest and his crotch shrinking until his crotch was but a smooth surface, a tight vagina taking the space where his male genitals once were. Is it really what he thought it was? Was he really turning into a female?

As her vision was restored, she took one more look in the mirror...

Her appearance resembled what could only be a female life size rubber fuckdoll. This discovery made for the final push towards her itching desire to relieve herself off a huge impending load.

"Hff...~ Gotta finish... what I started...~"

Stardust simply couldn't help herself anymore. She returned to rubbing her vulva, her thick fingers digging deep into her rubbery vagina, grinding against her opening. She let out a shaky moan, her body temperature increasing drastically, her paws trembling beyond her control, rubbing away at her clitoris. Every slight motion against her clit sent a hefty wave of pleasure through her sensitive, rubber-coated body as it squeaked loudly every time.

With her other paw still unoccupied, she began groping away at her huge breasts and massaging her nipples, her rubbery tail continuously flicking from side to side. She felt at her absolute best, content with her new body and passionately indulging every single inch of her most sensitive parts.

"S-So close...~ I... I can f-feel it!!~ Hnnhhh...!!~"

She moaned and murred, her orgasm growing stronger and stronger with every passing second, lust overtaking the female raccoon as she drove herself closer to climaxing.

The pent-up raccoon fuckdoll arched back, letting out a series of loud, quaky moans as her orgasm finally climaxed, a torrent of body fluids expelling from her rubbery vagina, soaking her fingers with the viscous liquid as strong jolts of pleasure rushed through her body non-stop.

"Hnnhhh fuuuck!!!~ Aaahhhh!!!!~"

The female raccoon continued to moan for the following five-or-so minutes until her orgasm died down, looking down at the mess she made. She lets out a nervous chuckle, getting up to look at herself in the mirror, seeing her fuckdoll self once more - her lewdest fantasy finally came to life, ecstasy still running rampant through her body, even after her hefty orgasm came to an end.

...

From this point on out, masturbation was beyond her control, expelling fluids seemingly at random. No matter what she did to prevent this inexplicable event from happening, she always finds her vagina sodden with fluids in the end.

This proved to be the singular downside to being a rubber fuckdoll, which she would soon come to terms with...