Two for One
_This story was written by a good friend of mine, Haya, but doesn't have a YS account. He has given me permission to post his story here. For more of his work, please go to Here. This was a present for me and theonehowl from YS
No reading if your under the age of blah, blah, blah, you have read this all before, and had to to access this website the first time._
That day was just as ordinary as any other Friday. The sun rose, people and furs went to work, they ate food, they returned home from their jobs, had dinner with their families, and went to bed. Of course, not everyone went to bed- many rang their weekends in at the various clubs and parties lining the city's busy streets. The lights glowed brightly, neon signs trying to entice new people to various places, promising a good time for anyone of any interest.
"Hello? Um, excuse me? Could you- Any of you?"
A sigh crossed the figure's lips as the group of people all scattered off across the street. Embarrassed, the silver dragon leaned against the corner pole, his eyes half-closed. His blue-membraned earfins drooped in depression as he looked over a small card in his left paw. This had been his first night in a city of this size...and he felt horribly out of place already. One of his friends back from his home in the suburbs had given him this card, and suggested that he take some time to visit the city and visit the place. But now, he was lost...Clad in just a pair of khaki shorts and a simple white tee-shirt, he felt horribly, horribly out-of-place.
"Do you need some help, chum?"
The dragon let his eyes stray up to see a most peculiar-looking creature...A tiger's head atop a wolf's body, large bat wings outspread. He was clad in a pair of black shorts with an electric-blue trim- looking to be most suitable for a rave club; his image being enhanced by a black fishnet shirt. Inside his throat, his heart started to wildly thump, taking in the sight of such an exotic fur.
"O-o-oh. Yeah...um...D'ya know where this place is?" He said, showing the card to the other person. After a moment, the hybrid offered a wide toothy smile, slinging a paw over the dragon's shoulder.
"You're headed there too?! What a coincidence! I was just headed that way!" He said warmly, walking with the silver one across the street, his tail swaying behind him, subtly strong with confidence. "What's your name anywho? I'm Sabin."
"Hayatoru...Y'can call me Haya." The dragon replied, shaking hands with him as they walked on into the dark.
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"So...t-this is the place? I'm starting to have second thoughts..."
"Oh, come on! You'll enjoy it, I promise."
With a casual wave to the staff outside the door of the club, Sabin walked into the small-ish building, leaving Haya standing outside rather stupidly, the low thrum of subwoofers starting to thud at his earfins. "Well...alright." He said, taking a deep breath and following him into the darkness. The first thing he noticed was that there were a lot of strobe lights, flashing at wild interviews, giving everything a frame-by-frame look. The second thing was that the music was loud. To the point of wanting to make his head feel dizzy. He liked the music- a fast, powerful drum and bass track, but it was definitely something he wasn't used to. The third thing he noticed...was that all the furs there had some sort of rubber or latex garments on. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a fox clad in smooth black latex from the neck-down, grinding suggestively against a rather effeminate bunny, sporting a pair of rubber shorts that made his rear look even more round, if such a thing was possible.
Once again, he felt...REALLY out of place. His cheeks burned bright red as he shuffled over to a table in a nearby corner, where Sabin was already sitting. Even he had some rubber- a smooth black collar wrapped around his neck. Haya looked down, fidgeting with his paws in his lap...On one hand, all the furs out there looked like they were having a great time...But he barely knew anyone out there. He couldn't just step in there, could he?
"What's wrong, Haya? You look down..." Sabin said, sliding a glass of water towards the dragon, who quietly sipped it.
"Well...I dunno. I feel shy here...Like...Everyone's out there dancing...I don't know if I could just walk in-" His voice was trailed off by a small bout of laughter from Sabin.
"What?! What? It's not funny!"
"You need to just relax, man. Just go on in there and enjoy yourself. Really! It's okay to do all that."
"Well...I don't have any clothes either...Like...well, like they do?" Haya stated rather meekly, looking down and gulping down the rest of his water.
"Oh, is that all, then? That's easy to fix!" Sabin exclaimed, grabbing Haya by the wrist and bolting to a door in the corner of the room, a skip in his step. Haya give a meek whimper, blushing and crying out scattered 'Exuse me!'s to anyone he bumped into.
"Hello? Mr. Howl?" Sabin cried out into the next room as he slipped in. Haya followed...following into the room, his eyes widening with shock.
The room here looked like a small clothes shop- wear hanging off clothes hangars, on shelves, all over the room...Haya's heart skipped as he spotted it all, his cheeks a brilliant shade of red-
They were all made of latex. Smooth, sleek, black rubber adorned every wall- catsuits, shirts, pants, underwear, even suits with specialized hoods upon it...Over a cashier's counter, several sets of hoods, gloves, and boots hung up all on shelves and hooks, and underneath the clear counter, in a lit display case, were several buttplugs, dildos, and gags, all painted in vibrant shades, every color in the rainbow.
Behind the counter sat a masculine wolf, sitting in a simple wooden chair, his feet resting up on the glass counter...his body stark-naked. "Mn? Who's there?" the wolf spoke, grunting to Sabin.
"It's me, Sabin." The hybrid casually stated, dragging in the shy dragon.
"Ah, yes, Sabin...Who's your friend here?" the wolf said, standing up and gently hooking a finger around Sabin's collar, making him murr.
Timidly, the dragon shuffled forward, bowing lightly. "My name's Haya...Hayatoru...M-m-mister Howl." The dragon offered a paw for a handshake, yet Howl only seemed to look him over up and down- a glance that looked to Haya like he was a piece of meat or something. "S...Sabin said you knew...a l-lot about latex and stuff? I guess...you're a salesperson, then." Howl simply nodded in reply, letting Sabin go and looking over the two figures. Grinning, he leaned back against his chair.
"Well, speaking of latex, just for you I'd be happy to give you both a special 'two-for-one' sale...We have an introduction to latex- a whole course, really- and if one of you signs up, the other can go for free. You wouldn't have to worry about payment now..."
"Sign me up!" Haya exclaimed, leaning on the deck, panting softly, his cheeks bright pink. "I..mean...If that's okay." Howl smirked, looking at both of them, licking his lips. This one was eager...this would be interesting.
"Alright, come with me."
Five minutes later, Haya was lead into a small black room, Sabin following shortly after. They were both given a pair of headphones, and sat down in small wooden chairs. The room was no smaller than a dressing room, with no major features- the entire room was painted a uniform glossy black shade, aside from the wall facing them- which was a translucent looking white, as if there was something behind it. Haya looked worried as he put the headphones on, while Sabin looked relaxed...as if he knew exactly what was to happen.
"S-s-sabin? I'm...kinda worried-"
"Shh. Just relax, Haya. You'll like this, I promise." Grinning, the hybrid just calmly stared at the screen, as if expecting something. The dragon next to him, however was looking all over, a little worriedly. Maybe he had made the wrong choice? Maybe he shouldn't have been so impulsive? What if it hurt? That stuff did look tight...And why's Sabin so calm-
Relax
The single word echoing through the headphones made the dragon squeak, sitting straight up, eyes wide...His gaze straying to the white wall right as a strong flash of bright red shot over it. Haya gasped, wincing and looking away from the wall...yet that flash seemed to have done something to him. He...wanted to look at the wall. He wanted to see what would happen
Relax and watch
Haya complied to the voice, his shoulders slumping in his chair. As he slowly turned his gaze back to the wall, he noticed Sabin- staring, unblinkingly, at the wall. His jaw was slack, and his eyes were half-lidded, looking oddly glossy. He shuddered at Sabin...What was wrong with him? Before he could think on it, the light flashed again, the dragon's head swinging around almost mechanically to stare at the wall. The flashes were starting to speed up in pace...different hues shining at him- reds, blues, oranges
Falling into the colors
Haya slumped his shoulders more, leaning into the chair and giving a quiet little grunt. Something about that voice and the lights just made him want to relax...It felt good to relax; the light was splitting, refracting into a multitude of colors...He could hear the voice talk, but it was like he couldn't comprehend it- no, he could, but his mind didn't want to think on it...didn't want to think at all
_Falling into the voice,
The colors
Surrendering to them_
The dragon murred quietly, his jaw hanging slack, eyes half-lidded...The light washing over his eyes, his mind, swirling and pooling inside it...words and colors both barraging his mind..making it so hard to think, to move
_Give in to the colors
Give in to the words
Give yourself to them_
With that, his mind seemed to fade out into total darkness.
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When his mind seemed to come to, his body felt fuzzy. It was like his body wasn't able to move...No, it was that he didn't want to move. It was like there was some presence in his mind correcting his thoughts...He wasn't able to- didn't want to- think. Not-thinking was good. It was he was told to do. He had to obey.
His vision, blurry, slowly came to...and that was when he was aware of a certain weight in his maw. Staring cross-eyed, he gave a whimper as the realization bumped into his mind...He had a canine shaft lodged firmly in his maw, his tongue and mouth servicing it rather diligently. Looking up, his eyes saw the face of Howl grinning down at him.
"Ah, Haya, you've came to...I suggest you try not to fight your commands. Just obey, and suck me off. Obey." The wolf gave a toothy smirk as Haya's eyes dilated, then bounced back down to Howl's crotch, obediently licking and sucking him off with a murr. He wasn't able to resist, after all; the command to obey was ingrained too far into his mind...What was left of it.
The dragon suddenly shuddered as he became more aware of his body...and a warm, wet feeling around his shaft. Out of the corner of his eyes, he spotted Sabin beneath him, groping his scaly balls firmly, sucking powerfully on his draconic length. Howl noticed the dragon had spotted this, and roughly gripped him by the earfins, pumping his muzzle along the canine length.
"Obey and listen, Haya...Sabin's mind and body belong to me, just as yours do. You still resist, but not for long. When you orgasm, you will not be firing off your cum, but instead your resistance...The part of your body that refuses to submit still...It burns inside you, wanting to get out...Wanting to leave you empty...And be replaced with nothing but obedience...which I will cum into you, making you mine..."
The dragon's head swam as the wolf's words seared through his earfins. As soon as he was finished, he was overwhelmed with the urge- obedience- to surrender to Howl...No, Master. Meanwhile, his crotch burned under him with resistance...He didn't want to fight, he wanted to be rid of that resistance...Wanted to cum, wanted to be empty, wanted to obey, obey, obey...
And like that , he climaxed. Hard. Groaning into the shaft in his maw, his own convulsed, filling the feline muzzle under him with hot, sticky seed...A few thrusts later, and he felt the large, rounded knot spread his snout, pulsing as it surged Master's will into his throat. After some time, the wolf withdrew, looking at his newest acquisition- drooling slightly, his face smeared with drops of seed. "Come, my slaves." He said, flicking a paw and walking out.
Haya and Sabin both smiled as their Master pulled a pair of black, sleek rubber undergarments up his slaves' legs. Grinning, he then snapped his fingers. "Pull up your pants all the way..." A smirk crossed his lips, watching as the two did so...And both moaned in perfect unison as the hollow plug attachment on the rear end slipped into their butts, spreading their insides wide...The wolf then quietly smiled as he adjusted the sheath attatchments as well, so two shafts and sets of balls were framed perfectly in smooth latex.
Grinning, he then walked off, talking as he did so. "I have acquired a special chemical from one of my...associates recently. It's a very special chemical...It converts organic matter, such as your flesh, into black, smooth latex...If I was to use it on you, it would convert your bodies, your empty little heads...all of you into latex. You'd be mindless drones, sex-toys for whatever purpose I desired..." Despite his words, he could hear Haya moan quietly. "Of course, you want that, don't you...Your bodies and minds already belong to me...This would be simply the next step."
Calmly, the wolf returned with two beakers of a black, bubbling liquid. "I will ask you one last time...Do you wish to be my latex drones, slaves?" A moan and a nod was all he received from the two slaves, and in return he upended the beakers over their heads. In silence, he watched as their bodies were slowly engulfed in the black goo, the substance slithering into every hole....Into ears and earfins, into nostrils, into both their maws...Down their neck, over the arms, torso...Over the crotch, fusing the underpants there to the slaves' skin...Until their bodies were nothing but black cocoons, not so much as moving.
Grinning, Howl knelt down in front of the enslaved Sabin, smirking to himself. "Hmm...Let's see what you'd be like as a lizard..." His paws reached down, starting to rub over his body...The rubbery hide rippled and squished, literally being molded by Howl's paws.
"Ooh...They did keep their word. This'll be fun..."
The next night, the whole club was abuzz in the middle of their dancing with chatter. Howl, the owner of the club, had employed ('bought' was the word Howl had used) two new 'playmates' for anyone's rubbery desires. Indeed, midway into the normal music, Howl had his new toys walk out onto the large stage at the far end of the room. The room fell to silence...and then a wild clamor for the two new figures had arrived.
Standing on the stage, legs spread, were a pair of near-identical gecko boys. Their frames were slim and curvaceous in an otherworldly way...Trim, taut stomachs, and large, round bubble-butts. Several fell hushed in awe as they stood up, dancing slightly...and even more fell to silence as they raised up their slender tails, offering a view of their black, spread tailholes, looking to be practically gaping for each person, arousing the crowd even more.
The geckos then turned around- still acting in unison- and exposed their plump sheaths, round latex balls swaying slightly as they moved. Both the lizards grinned, lolling blackened, stretchy tongues out of toothless maws, swaying and rolling the rubbery appendages about seductively...They looked like carbon copies except for their eyes: Both of them sported large, round plastic lenses in a dome around where their eyes would be...One slave's eyes being the same blue as Haya's earfins, and the other, the same amber-yellow as Sabin's body.
Of course, they had no memories of ever being their past selves. They didn't think...They served. When any of the hordes of rubber fetishists asked to play with them through that night, they would smile, take them to a back room, and give them whatever their desired. Their cocks would always get hard whenever they were needed, and their maws and tailholes would be wide and receptive to any cock that would violate them.
Because that's what Master desired...And they would always be Master's toys now. They lived to obey.