FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Black Market Bumble For Virion By Draconicon

Virion locked his door behind him, taking a couple of deep breaths as he leaned against it. The dragon's heart was beating at a mile a minute, his excitement for the evening nearly getting the better of him as his face broke out in a massive grin. His white and orange scales were joined with a bit of pink in his face as he looked down at the syringe that he'd bought on his way home, the black liquid inside rolling around as he turned it around in between his fingers.

"This is going to be awesome."

He could barely think straight as he hurriedly put away his work stuff. Making a couple of calls, he made sure that nobody he knew was planning a surprise visit, and then made his way upstairs to his bedroom, fondling the vial all the way.

Okay, just relax. You know this stuff works off of heart-rate. The more excited you are, the harder it's going to be to make it last. Just...calm down.

Of course, saying it was not going to make it so, and Virion knew it. The dragon was going through the motions as his cock throbbed in his pants, already making them tent forward from his own need, his own excitement. It had been weeks since he'd been able to get this stuff, ever since they'd raised the price on it in the sex shops (some sort of government mandate) so he had to search out dealers lately.

Tonight, he'd finally found one, and so long as it worked even halfway correctly, it would be worth every dime that he'd spent on it.

He ran up the stairs as his excitement mounted, running to his bedroom and shutting the door behind him. Bit by bit, his clothes hit the floor, and he shuddered as he sat down on the bed. His cock stood up tall and throbbed between his legs, begging for attention, but he made himself wait. It was not enough to just jerk off. He wanted more. He wanted tonight to be perfect.

The dragon laid the syringe on his bed and went to the closet, pulling several large boxes out. Lube, toys, anything that he could think of were pulled out to make sure that he had all his options available. Dildos, sounding rods, bits of bondage to put on and then slide out of; everything that he owned was out and available, and though he couldn't decide what to start with, he knew that he would get through quite a few of them by the time that the night was done. It was only a matter of time.

Chuckling, the dragon sat down again, a box of sounding equipment at his side and the syringe in hand once more. He pulled the wrapper around it off, and slid the protective cover off of the needle. The idea of it being contaminated or dangerous briefly flashed through his mind, but the need to play with this again was too great. Besides, there were doctors everywhere; what was the worst that could happen?

He jabbed the needle into his leg, hissing softly at the feeling of the needle going deep. The thick black goo inside of it traveled down the needle all too slowly, but as it hit his veins, he could see the familiar black lines rising under his scales. Virion grinned as widely as he could, his cock throbbing all the harder as he depressed the syringe fully and pulled the needle free. He didn't even bother dabbing the injection spot; as long as it was mostly the same as what he'd used before, it would be covered in a few seconds.

As he turned his attention to the toys, he could feel the goo sliding through his body. It pushed under his scales, making his thigh look thicker than normal, and through the slight gaps between his scales, more of the ooze emerged. It spread out, covering him and soaking his white and orange scales like a black dye before it solidified into something sleek, smooth, and shiny. Virion moaned at the familiar sensation, turning his head to watch as he took out one of the sounding rods, rubbing it with disinfectant and lube.

The blackness was spreading over his leg and up his body, the dark lines under his scales getting all the easier to see as it fed on his cells and grew more plentiful. He shuddered in bliss, feeling it making everything expand, filling him up inside before spilling out through the gaps in his scales. Soon, his entire left leg was blackened, smooth as latex could be, and it was spreading up his waist, down his other leg, and most particularly, along his cock.

That was what the dragon had been waiting to feel. Arching his back, Virion grinned at his cock as the blackness surged up from the base, running along the sides of his shaft. The veins turned black before the rest did, creating a spiral of sorts that ran up his shaft towards the tip, and was then covered by the swarm of smooth darkness that followed after. As the creeping flood of it continued up his chest, he reached for the sounding rod again, making sure that it was nice and slick before sitting up again.

As he grabbed his cock, he saw that both legs were fully latex, but there was something...off about them. It was like he was looking at something wetter than usual. Rather than a dry surface that shimmered in the light of his bedroom, it seemed to ripple, as if there was more of a current than a solid state.

Still, it felt solid when he touched it, so he dismissed his worries. Grinning, Virion grabbed hold of his cock and held it stable as he worked the sounding rod around the tip. It slipped back and forth over his urethra a few times before the tip of the rod slid in, just ahead of the latex flood that was heading up.

"Ooooooh fuck..."

He panted softly as he slid the rod up and down, up and down. With each new penetration, it felt a bit different. A little thicker, a little more resistant. Virion panted softly, pushing the rod deeper and deeper, until there was only an inch of the rod still sticking out of the tip of his cock. It was like he was fucking himself in an entirely different way.

The insides of his cock felt different around the rod, too. At first, it was almost rough, but with the latex running down him, there was some new level of protection. It let him thrust harder, faster, deeper as he knew that he couldn't damage the inside of his cock, and he groaned as he did it, even as the latex went over his chest and down his arms.

He almost lost his grip on the sounding rod when it covered his fingers, but he salvaged it at the last minute. Virion pulled the rod out slowly, feeling his urethra stretch out in the process, but he could only moan from the sensation. He shuddered, his toes curling...

Wait...no they weren't.

Freezing in the middle of another thrust, Virion pulled himself upwards and looked down at his feet. What he saw shocked him.

Rather than solid feet, his soles and most of his toes had melted into goop. He lifted his foot off of the ground, but rather than reforming, it continued to drip and melt, oozing in strings of black towards the ground. The dragon pulled his leg harder, and the strings suddenly disconnected, leaving him without a foot, just a stump on the end of his leg. The dragon stared for a moment before screaming.

What the fuck?! What did that idiot mix with this?!

He stood up again. Thankfully, as soon as he pressed his stump back into the goo, he could 'feel' it again, but it was quite a trick to pull it together into a reasonable shape once more. Even when he had a foot again and not just a puddle, he could see that it was rippling, the black running down his leg and pooling around his feet before it went back up.

"This...this is not normal."

He should have had a latex skin, not something like this. As the black crept over his face, unceasing and unstoppable, he realized that he'd gotten something strengthened. Rather than a partial temporary conversion, he'd gotten something closer to a full, military level conversion. As he started to panic, he saw that his fingers were dripping, melting almost like icicles. It fell in puddles at his feet, and he frantically stomped on them, absorbing his mass back into himself.

It took all of his self control to keep himself in a basic solid shape, and even then he could feel the outer shell of himself rippling, like the solidness was an illusion that would break at the slightest bit of weakness from him. Virion shook his head, the dragon doing his best to keep calm, but it was hard.

Okay...when my foot melted, it was completely melted. This is beyond any sort of skin replacement. This is a full conversion. Still able to breathe - for now - still able to think, so it's not getting my brain or impairing my body...

He experimentally took a step. It was a difficult move to make, considering that the latex stuck to the floor in a way that made the slightest bit of movement difficult, but he managed to make it work. His feet splayed out in something that resembled a puddle a bit too much for his liking, but after a little work, he was able to pull himself back together and make it look right again.

He walked around his room, gradually figuring out what worked and what didn't. It wasn't easy; sometimes his body stuck and sometimes it didn't, and sometimes he seemed to stretch in mid-step, throwing his balance off in ways that he really wasn't sure that he liked. Admittedly, it made for longer steps, but -

CLANG!

He jumped, nearly hitting his head on the ceiling as he stretched to nearly twice his height. It took him a moment to realize that it was just the sounding rod hitting the ground, and he giggled as he realized how much he'd been scared by something so small. Of course, the damn thing had slipped out of his cock by melting through it rather than falling out of his urethra, which was a bit more worrying, but for almost a full minute, he couldn't stop laughing at himself.

Taking a moment to pull himself together when he was done, Virion looked at himself. A dripping latex dragon with very little control of himself, save in the way to keep himself together. It wasn't an appealing image, at least for most people. Even to him, it wasn't ideal, though there was a shameful part of him that kinda liked it.

And his cock made sure that he knew he liked it. The dragon looked down at it, shaking his head a few times, and making sure to spread his hands to catch the falling drops. Though his cock drooled from all the wrong places, it was still hard and erect, with black droplets running down the shaft and simulating pre in the process. He knew it wasn't, but it still looked...surprisingly good.

Maybe this won't be so -

_ Plop. _

Virion looked down to see that his arm had completely fallen off in his distraction. Sighing, he bent down, turning his torso to the side and holding his shoulder to the end of his arm. As it slowly reattached, the dragon looked on the bright side. At least it didn't hurt. And then again...if he could come apart and re-assemble himself...That did open up a lot of kinky play ideas.

I'll wait about an hour. If it isn't wearing off by then, I'll call the doctor. As a new idea hit him as he looked down at his sliding cock, he chuckled. Maybe two hours.

The End