Unexpected Surprises
#2 of Stories
A recent commission I did for dragoxdugles on FA. I loved his idea, heh.
Genova Biotech Company, the star company of the bioengineering world. A place any would feel privileged to work at. And namely in this case, James. James was one of the chief bioengineers at the company, working in the regenerative medicine field. He was a sleek, 6 foot tall tiger, with an easy smile that made many like him. His body was fairly normal, not excessively muscular nor very trim, and his orange and black striped fur was kept very clean. A much lesser known fact of James was from an experiment went awry, in his early days at the company, after he had volunteered to be a test subject for. But this was something he kept very secret, both for personal and company reasons. Today, the company was in a bustle over the fact that the biggest bioengineering convention on the planet was in a week. People were being picked to go, and James was called into his supervisor's office to meet him. "Ahh, James! Good to see you," Ryan, his boss, a large rhino, chuckled. He motioned for him to take a seat, and he did. "Alright, today's a busy day, so I'll just say this: Congradulations, you've been picked for the conference." James blinked, not quite prepared to hear this, but he kept his face calm and unexpressive. "Hum...? Really? That's quite an honor sir, thank you," he replied, giving off a warm grin. "Indeed. You and Dragox will be representing the possibilites of regenerative medicine in the world today." "Dragox...?" James asked. He didn't know everyone by name, so he was scrambling mentally to think. His face still kept that same mask of calm throughout this. "You know. The 6 foot or so dragon guy, the one with a fuzzy chest and fuzzy limbs. Red scales, yellow fur, face like a dragon's, very shy...? He's a new guy, very bright, hardworker," the rhino rambled off, waving his hand nonchalantly. "I'm afraid I don't know him very well..." James sighed, shrugging. "Will we be presenting anything?" "No, he's too shy and we haven't quite prepared anything yet. You two will just be scouting things out, maybe discussing Genova with a few others, but nothing major. Now, if that's all your questions?" Ryan asked back. "It is. I'll get right back to work, sir," James chuckled, excusing himself. He was excited to go to this convention, it would be his very first. He should probably start packing soon too... It was on the back of his mind all day at work.
A week later, the time had come. James had called Dragox yesterday, and found they were on the same flight to Flaust, the city where the conference was being held. James waited at the airport, right outside of the gate, for Dragox to show up. Judging from Ryan's description, he shouldn't be all that hard to find... Ah! James waved his hand as he saw a red and gold dragon walking to the gate, looking around a bit but keeping on track. As soon as he saw James he gave off a little smile and jogged over. He was a good 2 inches taller then James, slightly more muscular as well, and his thick fur covering his arms, legs, and chest was partially visible. His long tail whipped around uneasily. His head resembled that of a golden fox, yet he had a bright red muzzle like a dragon would. "Dragox, right?" James said, extending his hand. "Yeah... James?" the dragon and fox hybrid replied, shaking the tiger's hand. "Perfect. The flight should be leaving any minute now. I've booked us a room at the hotel, 2 extra long twin beds, and a cab should be waiting for us there," James nodded, ticking things off in his head. He liked to be prepared. "Wow... I guess that's everything," Dragox blinked. He and James sat down on some cloth chairs, discussing the upcoming conference, the company, and some of the works in progress that were going on at the moment. The plane arrived, the gate was called, and James and Dragox were separated by seats. No talking on the way there, each simply did more work on their laptops. A short flight and cab ride later, the pair wound up at the Poppaloon Hotel, a high class hotel despite the silly name. Flaust was in the middle of a small rainstorm, just nearing the end of it as some rain pitterpattered across the windows of the taxi. Night was just falling as the duo pulled their gear from the taxi, and walked inside, out of the rain. The front desk was directly to the right, fanciful glossy redwood with silver trim. Those whole hotel was overly opulent, but it was one of the few hotels still with room, and was expensive. "We're here to pick up our room key to room 351," James smiled, tapping the bell. "Alright, may I get your phone number and name to verify?" the female feline clerk asked, typing at her computer. James listed his name and number, and she nodded. "Alright, enjoy your stay," she commented, handing them a key. "Will you need help getting your baggage to your room?" "No, we'll be fine," James responded smoothly, picking up the key and walking towards to elevator. Dragox naturally followed, sensing that the tiger had everything worked out. Room 351 was naturally on the third floor, and after they James unlocked the door for them, a slight shock came from what was inside; not two, but one bed. One king sized bed. "Oh, no no no!" James growled, sighing and shaking his head. "This isn't right at all... I'm calling the main desk." Dragox's heart quickened at seeing the lone bed, wondering if the two would have to sleep together... He was gay, of course, and James was just the kind of guy he liked, a similar size, seemingly domineering and in control, and very kind. James picked up the telephone and punched in some numbers from the card next to it. "Yes, hello? This is room 351, James speaking. The room was supposed to have two extra long twins... It has a king bed inside..." He waited at the phone, listening, his ears slightly dropping. "Is that so? Well... Alright then. It will do, but I'm not happy with it." He sighed and set down the phone, looking over to Dragox. "I assume you can guess, there's no chance of getting a new room. We'll just have to sleep in the same bed." "W-well... Nothing wrong with that, I guess, if we just keep on opposide sides!" Dragox chuckled, rubbing his neck. His blushing wasn't obvious, he hoped. The rest of the room was fairly nice. A flat screen TV was across the bed, 2 big plsuh lounge chairs nearby, and a window facing the street. The bathroom had gold faucet handles, white marble, and white tile across it. Overall, very comfortable. "Right..." James sighed. "We should probably get some food, huh? Room service sounds pretty good right about now." Dragox nodded in agreement, so James phoned the front desk, asking for 2 of the chef's special. About 20 minutes later, the door was knocked on and they were welcomed to two steaming platters of salmon. They each wolfed down the meal hungrily, and sat down on the bed. "It's getting pretty late, and it's been a long day," James yawned, stretching his back. "I think it's time for me to turn in." "Oh, right... I probably should too," Dragox murmured, looking at the clock. He was slowly getting more and more nervous about sleeping with James, even though they wouldn't be doing anything. James walked off to the bathroom, letting Dragox change into his skivvies and get under the covers to hide himself. James walked out shortly after, which made Dragox glad he could hide himself. James wore nothing but a tight pair of boxers, which didn't hide the contours of his package, his sleek body shown all the way. He slid under the covers on the opposite side, turning off the light and covering them both in the gloom. "Goodnight." "G-Goodnight..." Dragox responded, sighing. He could already tell his insomnia was kicking in. James was asleep fast, Dragox could tell, from the tiger's soft breathing and minimal movement. The dragon-fox tried to find a comfortable position, but every time he moved it was only a temporary solace. He sighed, staring at the ceiling, wondering why he could never sleep. James was moving slightly on his side of the bed, probably in his sleep. Maybe it was that weird smell in the room, it smelled like latex, but... There wasn't any latex in the room... Dragox turned to his side to wake James up, to alert him to the weird smell, but just as he did so, his face met a rather unwelcome surprise. His muzzle was shoved directly into a big, black blob of latex, seemingly made of liquid, and hard to tell it's shape in the darkness. He tried to scream, his voice coming out muffled from the hold. Dragox's fist came forward, to punch the mass, but it simply pushed into it with a shlorp, and he found his hand was stuck... He paniced more, using his other hand, his legs, anything he could to try and get away from the liquid latex, but it was useless as he got more and more tangled in a web of sticky and rubbery black goop. He managed to get his muzzle free enough to call to James for help. "James! Help me! I'm being attacked by something!" he cried, struggling. "Wha...?" a groggy voice replied, James must have woken up at least. "Oh, oh god!" he cried out, he must have seen what was attacking Dragox! But then... The goopy latex seemed to pull away, Dragox breathing heavily as the bed creaked and a light was turned on. Next, the sight made his jaw drop. James was the only one there, or at least he thought it was James... It was hard to tell. "J-James?" Dragox shuddered, blinking in disbelief. The tiger only nodded, dripping latex from his body. He was much bigger now, closer to 8 feet tall, and his clean shaven hair had turned to latexy dreadlocks. His body was muscled, yet looked so soft Dragox could probably push his hand all the way through if he so chose. "What... What?" Dragox couldn't even form words, still in shock. "I don't know why this happened now, but... I might as well tell you. An experiment at Genova went wrong, and I ended up being able to shift into this liquid form, liquid latex. It was a test for regenerative limbs, and it certaintly worked, but in the wrong way... Anyways, I'm sorry for scaring you like that, it was purely unintentional, I must have shifted in my sleep..." James rambled, shaking his head. Dragox couldn't help but notice the tiger's nakedness... His boxers had dissapeared, and he eyed the crotch of the other, simply imagining what he could do... Oh god, he was getting erect just thinking about it... "Sorry again... I'll just go back to normal and go back to sleep," James sighed, sitting back down on the bed, still looking at Dragox. "Uh... Dragox? What are you staring at?" James asked, Dragox's face squarely stuck on James' latex cock. "Oh! Uh..." Dragox blushed and tried to hide his growing member under the sheets, turning away. "N-noithing at all! Just... curious, really..." "Uh-huh..." James said, noticing a clear bulge under the sheets. "You appear to be fairly interested in this form... Do you want me to show you a much more detailed demonstration of my abilities?" "Uhh..." Dragox stammered, blushing furiously and looking back to James, his latex form dripping and rolling down... "Yes, I would love that, very much so..." "Good... Because I've been feeling rather pent up, lately." James' body seemed to shift in place, flowing closer to Dragox and making his breath catch. The way his body seemed to flow so easily, to move closer, just made him all the more curious at what he could really do. It seemed he had complete control of the situation, and Dragox was more then happy to let James do what he wanted to him... He enjoyed it. James started by sliding around to Dragox's back, his black latex sticking slightly to the sheets and carrying Dragox's attention away. James pulled back the dragon-fox's arms, securing them behind his back like handcuffs. The red whined at this, closing his eyes and letting any thought of freedom drain out of him. James kept going, attaching slippery harnesses to his ankles, which connected then proceeded to force Dragox's legs apart, letting James bend the himself forward, completely exposing that fine red rump. "Please, fuck me hard..." Dragox whimpered, looking back with complete lust. His manhood had completely freed itself from his sheath, erect and throbbing, visible under his exposed rear. "Well then..." James smiled, his own latexy cock stiffening. It was slightly larger then it would be compared to his solid form, perfect for the ultimate enjoyment... Simply rubbing James' latex cock on Dragox's ass smeared black goo over it, sticking to his scales and marking his target. He angled his cock down and started to push the head in, the outermost layer of latex cock wicking away to act as a sticky lube. Dragox whined out, already panting as he felt the pushing inside his rear, feeling James' wet body slap against him as he hilted the dragon-fox eagerly. A tiny bit of the latexy body spread to his cock, covering it and rubbing over it, throbbing in unison with Dragox's heartbeat, and feeling like a wet hand. James liked to take things slow at first. He took his time easing his cock in and out a few times, testing how tight Dragox really was. Each push sent a shudder through James, having been so pent up and rarely getting to use his liquid form for this fun. Noting Dragox's pleasure-filled cries with each tiny movement, he began to pick up the pace, slamming in a good near foot with each slam, making a wet slap shlorp sound fill the room. "Hunnnhhh...-!" Dragox cried out sharply, and James felt something against his latex condom on the red as he came, the pushing on his prostate and the rubbing of his meat unable to take it anymore. "Oh my, a bit early, are we..." James smiled, picking up the pace and feeling he himself start to edge. His pre was distinctly black, but it was not completely obvious as everything about his body was pure black. Dragox was huffing in his latex bonds, in bliss as the gooey cock in him seemed to trail over his prostate with every push. James grunted and kept pushing, easily rocking Dragox with every move. The latex tiger let off a low growl, picking up his pace and squeezing Dragox's buttocks with an almost painful force, holding his cheeks wide open. With a few more wet slaps, James threw his body into one clean motion, pushing his cock deep into Dragox and releasing a glob of pure white semen. Dragox whimpered, feeling the huger gooey being use him rightly so, and came a second time against the sheets from his eager filling. James sighed with his release, his body losing a small amount of it's shape. "Mmmh... Mahh..." Dragox groaned, looking back with a tired smile on his face. James pulled out, tilting his head down at the mumbling dragon-fox, and reformed his body into a more defined shape. "You're that tired already? This kitty's just getting started..." James chuckling, weaving his hands up Dragox's legs. He completely covered them in his thick black latex, leaving the front and rear open, and stopping just under Dragox's armpits. One hand trailed up, making a tight collar around Dragox's neck. A leash followed suit, leading from the collar to James' hand. Dragox suddenly felt his lower body move without his control, the latex forcing his body to get up and kneel right in front of James. The big latex cat gave a gentle tug on the leash. "Something a little easier for you. See if you can't please me with your mouth, will you?" James smiled down, his cock already erect again. This time, however, it was definitely a few inches longer and thicker. "Mmh... May... May I call you Master?" Dragox whimpered, looking up to James from under the domineering cock of his. James rose a brow but nodded. "I suppose you may, Pet. Now get to work," James growled, tugging on the leash and pushing Dragox's face into it. Warm latex stuck to his face as he pulled away, opening his mouth to start to take in the large phallus. One, two, four inches in before things started to get difficult. Even though James' cock was technically a liquid, it still made Dragox's cheeks bulge. He struggled to fit as much as he could in, feeling it squish around. Once he felt the tip poking the back of his throat, he stopped. He pulled forward and back with his muzzle, trying to deepthroat that pure liquid cock. Dragox was surprised, the latex tasted musky and almost fleshy, but with a strong taste of latex mixed in. It wasn't exactly unpleasant by any means, but it was so different for Dragox he couldn't help but experiment. His hands ran through the liquid of James' legs, flowing through like pancake batter... Up they trailed until he found the liquid tiger's crotch, and started to gently caress and massage the round balls. James purred, making his entire body ripple in small waves as Dragox kept sucking the tiger off. Dragox felt a tickle at his rear, then a sudden push in as a tentacle wiggled it's way in under James' control. He moaned around the fat cock in his mouth but kept going, closing his eyes and pulling his muzzle forward and back. James felt his entire body relax, it had been so long since he'd had a good time like this, and Dragox was doing everything he could to only make it better. The tiger's latex form intensified everything, leading him to grunt loudly and move his hands to the back of Dragox's head in preparation. He let Dragox keep going on his own as he felt his orgasm creeping up. The tentacle buried in Dragox wiggled more and more with each passing second, a reward from James to Dragox. Finally, James couldn't take it anymore and blew his load into the back of Dragox's throat, snarling as he jammed the dragon-fox's head on deep and holding him there. Dragox whined and closed his eyes, drinking down the cum with a bit of latex mixed in, his own cock throbbing with need. The tentacle was rubbing right against his prostate, driving him mad... He was going to cum any minute now. But then, he felt James' latex finger shove its way into his exposed ear, and with a jolt he felt some kind of barrier, preventing him from orgasming! Wiggle as the tentacle did in his ass, he couldn't finish! Dragox looked up, seeing part of James' paw covering his face and a sly grin on the tiger's face. "I figure if I'm your new Master... Then you can't cum until I let you." Dragox tried to wiggle his mouth off of James' cock to speak, but his maw was stuck to the liquid latex. "Oh no, you belong to me now. Stay." Dragox stopped moving and looked up, his cock leaking pre all over the floor. His eyes begged to James to let him finish, but the tiger was just starting to have his fun. The latex covering much of Dragox's body crept up, covering his arms, shoulders, and neck. It slowly trickled over his face, leaving his cock and anus as the only parts still visible. Heavy breathing came up from Dragox, panicing slightly as he felt his control wither away to nothing. His raging erection kept punctuating his thoughts, feeling how James was simply making him an extension of his own body. "Let's test how this feels..." James knelt in front of Dragox, placing a warm liquid hand over his cock. He tapered out a finger, making the tip long and thin, aiming it directly at Dragox's urethra. He started to fit in into the tip, making Dragox whine, and he kept sliding it deeper in just to see if he could hit his balls. Every inch was a slow, wet push against the inside of Dragox's cock, making it throb with the need to release. But Dragox was helpless. He was James' toy at this point. James finally pushed his finger in deep enough to hit the dragon-fox's balls. He felt the warm churning cum inside and began to add some of his latex to it, dying the liquid a dark gray. He slid his finger forward and back as he added to Dragox's balls, inflating them, simulating a thrusting motion into the other's cock. Each little motion was a pull out of an inch, then a push of three more in, following a steady motion. "P-please..." Dragox whined loudly, struggling to move but held firmly in place by the latex bodysuit. "No. Bigger first," James growled, yet not in a menacingly way. He kept pushing in, watching as Dragox's balls swelled up to nearly double the original size, hefting them up in his hand. He kept pushing, feeling them jostle and stretch, soon hitting the limit that Dragox could hold at three times the original size. Pulling his finger out yet leaving the latex in, he smiled up to Dragox, masturbating him now. "Feel good?" Dragox could only nod and moan, tossing his head side to side, the only part of him that could move. James still held control over his latex, even though it was buried in Dragox's balls. He made it vibrate gently, rubbing over the smooth walls inside, only making Dragox whine more. "Heh... Alright. Cum me back out, slave," James chuckled, releasing Dragox's barriers. Instantly Dragox bucked his hips forward, groaning out as he began to squirt out almost a liter of latex-cum, almost black and thicker then James' normal goo body. James stood over this flow, simply reabsorbing it back into his body, purring happily as the last of him came out, he felt. "Good job... You've earned a break." James, being his large size, was easily able to lift Dragox, who was simply panting and exhausted, on the bed, wiping the suit off and laying next to, laughing. "Sweet dreams, slave..."
Dragox awoke slowly, light filling the room from the single, large window. He blinked, looking around, finding himself in his boxers and wondering where James was. Last night hit him like a ton of bricks, was it really true? Really possible that James could do all that? He heard the bathroom making noise, and sure enough, James popped out, nearly fully dressed and blinking over to Dragox unsurprisedly. "Oh good, you're up. We need to hurry and get dressed, the alarm clock didn't work out so well and the convention starts in 30 mintues." Dragox was bewildered, he didn't even think of the conference, he was still dazed by his sudden awakening. "James..." Dragox said slowly, "Did last night... really happen?" A slow grin crept over James' face as he chuckled. "Last night? I'm afraid I don't quite remember... Maybe it will happen again tonight and we'll see. Now come on, we can't be late, pet." Dragox was just getting out of bed as James was speaking, and as he heard that last word he froze. He glanced over to James, but the tiger was busy tidying his tie and humming to the mirror, not even paying attention. Did he really say that, or...? Dragox had no time to overthink it, he grabbed a set of clothes and walked into the bathroom to get a quick shower. It almost felt like something wet brushed against his behind as he walked in, but as he turned around to check, James was on the bed, reading. Dragox sighed, the tiger was just teasing him. Hopefully it wasn't just a dream.