Red House
#1 of Hide and Squeak
Commission for BalloonPup
Tris is (c) me
Pop is (c) BalloonPup
Very adult trippy gay latexy story
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Tristan awoke in a red room with glossy walls. That was the first thing he noticed there. The second was that the bed he was laying on was of the same glossy material. He felt it, and sniffed at it. It appeared to be some sort of plastic. He sat up and looked around. The hare grunted in dismay as he found that whatever clothing he had been wearing before was gone, but was glad for the strange rubber sheet covering his lower body. He heard a soft yip behind him and turned. He saw nothing but the bed and another wall. When he turned back there was a doorway leading to the rest of the house. In the doorway was sitting what appeared to be a Labrador, made of the same material as the building. Across his back two wings were folded and the only thing telling Tris he wasn't a statue was his tail moving a mile a minute behind him. After a moment, the dog spoke in what Tris could only describe as a series of squeaks from rubber rubbing against more rubber put through a vocoder to make words. "Hi!"
"Uh, hi." Tris said in return. He rubbed the back of his head, kind of confused. "Where am I?"
The shiny dog grinned wide, "This is my house. All of it belongs to me!" He barked happily, and Tris felt he must be dreaming.
"And where are my clothes...?" Tris asked after a moment of the only sound being the soft swish creak of the rubber tail wagging behind the canine.
"I ate them. They were yummy." The dog spoke with a sort of childish innocence. "I bet you'll be so much yummier when I get a hold of you...."
Tris' eyes widened, "W-What...?"
The red lab licked his lips, "I'm gonna nom you all up, and you'll be mine. Only reason I haven't gobbled you up in your sleep is I like it better when they squirm!" He said, as if declaring that strawberry was his favorite flavor of ice cream.
Tris clutched the sheets to his chest, eyes wide as the pup just kept grinning. "W-Why...?"
"Because I want you, Bunny. I wanna feel you curled up in my tummy, feel you wriggle around in there... mmm..." he muurrred, and the whole house seemed to vibrate. He smirked, "Though you might wanna get out of bed, Bunny..."
Tris looked down at the bed. "Why...?" When he looked back to the door, the dog was gone. He felt something happen to the sheets around his paws, and he looked down to see a larger version of the dogs head protruding from the bed, and his maw was wrapped around Tris' waist.
Tris squeaked and tried to turn around to grasp at the bed, pull himself loose, "Mmmm... You are tasty, bunny..." He heard the dog say as the broad tongue rubbed his rump, before he felt a more powerful gulp. "I'm gonna let you go this time, but you never know when I'm gonna keep you."
Tris whimpered as red plastic became his whole world, and he was sliding through a tube. He suddenly was dropping out a hole and landed on a couch. He looked up and on the ceiling was a Labrador rump was protruding, tail wagging a mile a minute. Tris noticed he had some sweet smelling substance in his fur, and he guessed it was a result of getting eaten by the bizarre rubber creature as the rump and tail melted to reveal matte ceiling. Tris realized the couch he was sitting on was that same red rubber and meeped, jumping off of it. He felt himself start to sink and a playful chuckle. He looked down to see a wagging tail and his feet were in to their ankles in what he could only describe as a tailhole. He forced his weight forward onto the couch and flexed his legs. His feet popped out of the canine rump with a wet schlock like boots stuck in the mud.
He heard the dog again, "Aww... Bunny doesn't want me to pull him up my rump? Well I'll have to take you some other way then..."
Tris managed to move his paws just as the couch warped, and jumped back as the whole thing turned into a giant version of the dog, wings and all, his mouth forming from where the bunny had been holding on a moment earlier. Tris panted softly, "I-It's not fair..."
"What's not fair? Bunny's gonna love being mine when I make bunny mine. " The dog suddenly jabbed his tail into the floor, "Which isn't now, but I want another taste..." He licked his lips, "Mmmm-mmm... good bunny."
Tris looked down to see that he was sinking into the floor like quicksand! He reached for the wall near him, trying to get leverage, but the wall was as soft as the floor. He cried out as his head was taken, before his arms slid under the surface.
The dog muured happily, eyes shut as Tris' form started to bulge his tail, sliding up through the translucent material, struggling weakly the whole way, before he was deposited in a warm chamber. The dog then suddenly sank into the floor himself, leaving a bunny on the floor, dripping with strawberry scented ooze.
Tris coughed softly, and worked the goo off him the best he could, but there remained the scent over his body, and a slight pink tint when he was done. He started walking, hoping he'd find a way out of the house. He walked for a while, before he saw a slender tunnel going into a wall. He looked around for any canine accessories, but there were none. He looked in, and about ten feet away was the other end, and sunshine. It lead outside! Tris worked his arms in and started to crawl along, hoping the dog's attention was somewhere else. His legs were fully inside soon, and he only had a few more feet before he would reach the open air. He could smell it! But then he could smell strawberries.
He meeped as the tunnel ahead of him closed and he heard the dog all around him, "Awww... Leaving so soon? But I never got to keep the bunny in one of my favorite places..." Tris felt something odd press against his feet; it pulled away, then thrust forward and engulfed his feet. He whimpered and tugged at his legs, but the thrusting object pulled him in deeper. He couldn't see what was going on, squirming in the tunnel until his hips slid in. Then whatever had his lower body pulled him fully out of the tunnel. He looked up and saw the dog was massive and up on his hind legs, paws against the wall. He looked down and blushed as he realized he was waist deep in the dog's erect cock. The doggy licked his lips, "Bunnies feel good tucked in my balls..." Tris whimpers and claws at the tunnel entrance as the cock started thrusting and pulling him deeper again. He saw that the tunnel was open again, and felt despair at how he was teased with the view of the outside world as his head was sucked down into a hot throbbing cock. He was forced to curl up in the sac and pressed at the walls. He could hear the dog speak, "Mmmm... keep squirming my lil bunny. You'll be all mine soon, but not yet..."
Tris whimpered softly as where he was started rocking. He figured the Labrador was thrusting at something, and he wished it was the tunnel, so he could be shot out of this trap. But when he was finally shot, he skidded through a long, winding tunnel, until he landed in a heap on a bed. He scurried off of it, and backed away, and found he was in a different room than the one he started in, unless the dog had changed it. He panted softly, leaning back against a wall. He was exhausted. So exhausted he didn't notice until it was too late the wall behind him was changing. In a moment he was wrapped up in two big membranous wings, keeping his feet and head exposed, but his body pinned to the wall. He groaned softly in dismay.
"Aww... what's wrong, bunny?" Tris looked and the dog's face was protruding from the wall next to his head, as if the overgrown puppy was on his hind legs just behind him, and not fazed through a wall. Before Tris could respond he had been licked over the muzzle and he felt something against his rump. He blushed deeply as he realized it was a much smaller version of the canine member he had been shot out of, but it was still bigger than most he'd encountered. "I'll make you feel all better." The Labrador grinned, before thrusting in. Tris moaned softly, the dog's shaft slicker than anything he'd ever felt. He felt the wings tighten, enough that his body was outlined in their membranes, and the dog winked at Tris. "Look in front of you, bunny..." When Tris looked he saw that the opposite wall had become shinier, and very reflective. Tris could see every contour of his body outlined in red. "You look good in Red, bunny." The canine teased, and started to thrust into his catch.
Tris moaned softly, unable to stop watching as his body betrayed him, watching the bulge of an erection form along his belly in the mirrored portion of wall. He panted softly, feeling a thick knot start to bounce against his rump. He whined softly, and before he knew it he was pushing back against the thrusts, filled with lust and strawberry musk. The dog's toothless maw sealed around his neck in a mating bite, and the thrusts came faster and faster, before he felt the knot pop into him and expand. He cried out, cumming all over the inside of the dog's wings as his belly was pumped full of what he hoped was some sort of seed. He closed his eyes, barely noticing that the dog's shaft was still thrusting, but with the bunny's rump caught on it. Each retraction of the thrusts brought the bunny's rear end deeper into the wall, before the wings tightened, pulling his legs in with his rump, then slowly his chest. He murmured, opening his eyes to see just his head sticking out of the wall. When he looked at the mirrored wall, the dogs maw formed around his neck, then came forward, slurping him up. With a loud gulp, Tris was sliding through the insides of the dog. Or were they the insides of the house? He couldn't tell anymore.
He landed on the bed he had started on, and groaned. He felt his belly, and it was a bit rounded with whatever the Labrador had pumped into him. He blushed, and flopped back, too tired to run, too tired to even be afraid. He felt the bed soften under him, even as part of the ceiling came down in the shape of an upper jaw. He could hear the dog's voice whispering in his ear, "All mine now, Bunny." He murmured softly, not resisting as the bed underneath him became a tongue, and tilted up, sliding him back into a tight tunnel. The tunnel got tighter and tighter, before he was curled up snugly in a tight chamber.
The dog leapt out of the wall and onto the bed. He let out a belch, and laid on his side, one wing wrapping around his bunny-shaped belly warmly. "Mmmm.... Got you. Go to sleep little bunny, and I'll make you mine..." He rubbed over where the bunny's head was with a forepaw, and leaned to kiss there as the bunny inside of him stopped moving entirely. He muured happily, wagging his tail as his stomach softened rapidly, starting to gurgle, "Oooh... you're so very mine..."
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