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Why did crap like this Always have to happen when Lycan was tired and ready to go home and sleep? The last thing he remembered before being hit with Chlorophorm was seeing a large, muscular wolf approaching him. One that was awfully familiar and seemed to know him from somewhere... It wasn't until Lycan woke up, completely - And he used that term loosely - naked that he remembered where he'd seen the wolf before. It was under circumstances much like this, with Lycan in his Enduring Tech slave suit, and with King the Wolf holding the leash attached to his collar. After blinking the rest of his forced sleep away, Lycan found himself grunt and squirming, unable to do much else. The red and yellow suit had stuck his legs and his rear to the ground, and his arms were being forced up close to his chest, locked in an eternal begging pose. As his head continued to clear, Lycan made a few more startling discoveries, starting with how horny he was! Lycan was caught off guard, and gave a few weakened thrusts. He looked down and expected to see his cock twitching, pre leaking from his tip... But the moistness he felt wasn't from his cock.

Lycan grunted and squirmed harder when he saw a swollen, rubbery set of female genitals instead of his sheath and balls, eyes wide in fear. He desperately tried to reach down and feel for them, but the suit kept his arms tightly pinned to his chest. The dragon grunted and tried to yell, but all that came out were needy moans! Attempting to clear his throat revealed a few incredibly tiny tendrils snaking down his throat and coating his vocal chords, manipulating them and keeping him from doing anything but making the most basic grunts and moans. Lycan continued to squirm for some time, but eventually the initial adrenaline rush wore off, and he stilled, his heart still pounding in his chest.

Why? Why was this happening again!? He thought he and Argus had a deal! He'd have a few choice words for the eastern if he ever saw him again... At least he wasn't under the control of that damnable AI that had forced him to make a slut of himself in front of thousands of viewers... Although, the way things were going, this wasn't much better. Lycan tried squirming again, and this time focused on how he was bound rather than trying to force his way to escape. Arms pinned, tail and legs stuck to the floor, unable to twist his head too much in either direction... Damn, he was trapped! Looking around lead Lycan's gaze back between his legs, and he tried giving his cock an experimental flex...

The dragon grunted and bucked, his arousal getting a nice little spike. Gaaah... W-What the hell was that?! He could still very clearly feel his cock, but it was forced soft by the suit, and a long, thick, tube had been stuck down it! While it didn't hurt, it made it impossible to just not think about the arousal he felt, with something constantly stimulating him in ways he'd never felt before. And the tendril reached deep inside him, too. Clenching (And subsequently grunting and squirming) again revealed that it went all the way to the base of his cock and further, likely down his vas deferens if he was to guess. That explained the moisture his fake vagina was excreting; It was taking his fluids right from the source to slicken it.

Lycan was going to experiment further, but he was cut off by the sound of footsteps approaching. He tried in vain to turn his head and look at his 'visitor', but he already had a pretty good idea of who was approaching... A rough yank on his horns made the dragon wince, and he opened his eyes to see none other than the grinning face of King... As well as the twitching, foot long cock between his legs. Given his current situation, the sight of that monster made his heart drop. Great... He was about to get his 'cherry popped' by the wolf that seemed to have his own specific fetish for torturing Lycan.

"Have I ever told you how sexy you look in latex?"

Lycan blinked, and stared up at King in stunned silence. Did... Did he just compliment Lycan? King simply chuckled and gently pat the dragon on the head, ruffling his hair. The sneering, aggressive wolf Lycan had remembered was suddenly replaced by a smiling, happy... Wagging man that had a touch as gentle as a well-trained sub's. King knelt down and picked Lycan up, his legs and tail peeling away from the floor with no effort. Lycan wanted to ask why King hadn't had any trouble lifting him up, but all that came out was a heady moan, making Lycan blush... Which was then amplified by the rubber suit.

"Now, now, no reason to feel shy. I have fucked you in the ass before, after all. I suppose you do have some reason to be confused, though... That big, tough-guy things just an act when I'm in the labs, since I'm always being recorded. Argus told me the fans wanted someone aggressive and domineering, even with him, so I agreed to do such. But we aren't in the labs, my sexy little dragon. This is a private visit~"

Lycan was awestruck. He could scarcely believe what he was hearing, much less believe what he felt. Kind was careful not to jostle him as he walked, and Lycan could have sworn the wolf was cuddling him. After a few moments, he even saw the wolf blush, and did the same himself when the giant of a wolf placed a kiss on the end of his nose!

"For what it's worth, I'm sorry for being so rough with you... Knowing the circumstances you were in made it impossible to keep a hold on myself."

The rest of the walk went in silence, with both Lycan and King blushing softly. But... If he really was sorry for what had transpired in Argus Labs, why had the wolf drugged him and put him in this damnable suit? Lycan didn't have to wait long to find out, it seemed. He'd been so caught up with King's drastic personality change that he hadn't noticed where they'd been going.

King had carried him down a few dimly-lit hallways, and Lycan was suddenly well aware that he and King weren't alone. Furs and scales, avians and 'phins, even a few strange creatures Lycan didn't know how to categorize occasionally meandered by, each one of theme just as nude and aroused as he and King, and every one of them giving him sultry glances when they realized he was clad in full latex.

King at least seemed to know where he was going, ignoring all the others as they passed and walking with purpose. After a few more minutes of striding and parading his 'catch' down the halls of this strange building, Lycan was placed in the middle of an almost pitch-black room. He could scarcely see, much less hear or smell anything with the latex blocking his senses.

"This, however, I refuse to apologize for. That AI that was in your head saw aaaaaall your kinks and fetishes and fantasies, and was more than happy to tell both me and Argus. You're going to have lots of fun this next year..."

Lycan's eyes went wide, and King must have touched the core of the slave suit, because suddenly his subtle arousal jumped up a few hundred notches! Lycan moaned and thrust in to the air, arms straining to reach down and touch himself, to stroke the cock he couldn't see but could painfully feel when that thick cock plug started to vibrate gently! This made his faux folds clench, which sent a spark of pleasure shooting up his spine. It was like someone had clenched around his cock! It had to be the latex, he thought, but thinking became hard when it happened again and made him buck and moan...

And quickly found a cock filling his muzzle. Lycan snapped his eyes open to see another dragon standing above him, just as muscular as King, and his cock seemingly just as long. He felt another paw on the back of his head, and his arms were suddenly released... And his chest felt heavier. Glancing past the cock in his mouth, Lycan moaned and squirmed. A pair of Double-D breasts had grown from the latex, both of them supple and incredibly sensitive. The Dragon above him gave one a firm smack, and the stimulation translated as a hard grope to his trapped balls, making Lycan crave more.

With his hands free, it was easy to finally reach between his legs and start pleasuring himself. He groped for his cock, but found nothing but smooth latex. He groaned around the cock starting to slide back and forth in his mouth, the suit making him suckle to breath properly, and slid a hand to the feminine slit between his legs. He didn't care if he was being used, he needed to cum! A single digit slipped inside the moist folds, and the pleasure that Lycan received was like being struck by lightning. He moaned and hunched forward, which only served to force the long cock deeper in to his awaiting muzzle. The Dragon over him seemed to appreciate the effort, and grabbed Lycan's horns to guide him, up and down over his ridged, knotted shaft.

Lycan started fingering himself at a rapid pace, the faux slit clenching and milking his invading digits, which translated to tight milking and harder vibrations inside his soft cock. Lycan's eyes started to roll back in his head, and he looked at the green dragon now thrusting in to his muzzle with clouded vision. For a fleeting moment he thought about how strange it was that he wasn't having trouble taking the stranger's cock, but these thoughts were pushed away when the other dragon let out a savage snarl and bucked forward suddenly, knot slipping past Lycan's blunted teeth. A torrent of cum shot from the tip, and the suit forced Lycan to take it without its assistance. He coughed and sputtered, but it was either swallow or suffocate as the suit formed a seal around his muzzle and the dragon's knot.

Lycan took every drop, and finally reached his own peek, body tensing while he swallowed and his fake cunt spasmed... And was held there, right at the precipice of bliss. He tried to scream, but it came out as a loud, needy whine, the suit milking the other dragon's cock to make him chuckle.

"Oh my, some one's a needy little slut..."

Lycan felt like he could cry if he wasn't so focused on trying to get off. The plug inside his cock vibrated harder, and his fake folds seemed to get tighter, which added to the milking on his cock. The dragon's knot popped out of his muzzle after a few moments and, after wiping the rest of his cum on Lycan's muzzle, he left. Unfortunately, he was immediately replaced by someone else; A smaller, pure-white wolf with a more manageable cock size and more lean build. Lycan looked up at him pleadingly, but the wolf just kicked him in the chest and forced Lycan's hand away from his slit, ramming his own cock right in. They both howled in what sounded like ecstasy, but Lycan was still trying to scream out in frustration.

On and on and on it went, patron after patron of 'King's Kink Palace and Bar' coming to use and abuse Lycan in whatever way they saw fit. Day after day passed, but the aphrodisiacs in Lycan's suit acted as powerful stimulants, allowing him to stay awake for days on end with minimal side effects. The suit fed him while he was asleep, and the second he woke up, Lycan was right back to being used. King would occasionally stop by to give him something more tender and gentle, but it always ended in Lycan being ten times needier than he had before the buff wolf had come to him. It just went on and on and on, and eventually Lycan lost all sense of time or shame, and eventually himself, becoming a horny, needy slut, affectionately named 'Lusty Lycan' by the patrons.