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A Latex Toy for Chyro by Draconicon

When he woke up on the table, the snow leopard wondered if he was still dreaming. He wondered if he would wake up, and find out that someone had put a couple of heavy cats on his chest. He even wondered if he'd been part of some college prank, considering how real the ropes felt around him.

And then the wolf walked in, and he realized that this wasn't a dream at all. After all, he had no dreams of white lab coats, or men in them. The idea was actually not on his list of fun things at all, particularly when they were looking down on him with a smirk that bordered on the cannibalistic.

"Hello, Chyro."

"How do you know my name?"

"I know a lot more than that. But I don't think that knowledge matters now. Not when I have something far better to be attending to."

The snow leopard shuddered as the wolf dragged a big paw over his bare chest. The sensation of those blunted claws rubbing against his skin, touching him along his chest and occasionally further down, left him feeling violated...and not entirely in a bad way.

Fighting his blush, Chyro leaned up and hissed, but all he got for his trouble was to have his face grabbed and pushed back against the table. The wolf leaned in, a pair of glasses sliding down his muzzle until they were nearly falling off. Somehow, it made him look more unstable, more dangerous, than it made him look clumsy.

"Don't fight this, pussy-cat. I've been waiting for this night longer than you can imagine. And the more you fight it, the harder it's going to be for you."

"This...you'll get caught! The police -"

"Aren't going to be looking for you. Not soon enough to make a difference. And by the time they do...well, I'll have what I want. And you won't be able to complain."

The wolf's face changed slightly. It was almost tender, and Chyro would have called the look in those eyes, at any other time, loving. Here, it felt...possessive. Like he was something that the wolf couldn't bear to part with.

Then the moment passed, and the wolf was walking around the table more, muttering to himself. Not crazily, which was the slightest of reliefs to Chyro, but more...needily? It seemed like he was utterly focused, rather than crazy, and at least that meant that he might be able to predict the canine.

Looking around while his captor was talking to himself, Chyro slowly realized that he was in a surprisingly well equipped laboratory. There were lights set up from the ceilings that would light things up incredibly well, as well as monitors that would detail various parts of his body. It was almost like a mix of a surgery room and a science lab, with the beakers bubbling further off and the series of syringes that were laying on a nearby table.

Of course, most of the time such syringes weren't filled with something completely black, and that was what made Chyro worried. He had no clue what was in there, and he didn't want to be experimented on. Getting kidnapped was bad enough, but if he was going to be a guinea pig, he was in more danger than he thought.

"Excuse -"

"Quiet!"

The wolf's snap shut him up immediately, and he laid back quietly as the wolf returned, this time with a bucket in hand. His captor hung it from the ceiling, on a hook that the snow leopard hadn't seen. A few others were likewise hooked up, and Chyro's thoughts about the place's scientific origins began to look less likely.

He held his tongue for as long as possible, but as the buckets were tied to strings and the wolf began to gather them up, he couldn't keep quiet any longer.

"What's in those buckets?"

"The method of your ascension, my beautiful pussy-cat."

"Ascension? What the hell are you talking about?!"

"You're almost perfect. A little bit of this...then you will be worthy."

The wolf pulled the strings, and as one, the buckets up-ended. A thick sludge of black fell out of them, splattering on the snow leopard's head, chest, stomach, and legs. It was like being drenched in a cool syrup, thick and wet and...smooth? That wasn't something he expected, nor was the feeling of it -

"Ugh!" He spat out some that slid in his mouth, then coughed as his mouth hung open slightly. "Whu is 'is?!"

"It is my special latex. You will become a coated toy. A plaything. A doll that is so beautiful and perfect for me. And you will love it."

He sputtered, but another glop of the latex landed on his face, and this time formed into a seal around his mouth. It kept his mouth shut as it solidified into a ball between his jaws, keeping him from being able to speak. It barely allowed him to breathe...and he hated the way that it was slowly sending little tingles to his crotch, as well.

He looked down at his body, watching as his fur was matted down flat by the slowly spreading pools of the stuff landing on his chest. It went from a smooth-topped goo to something solid in barely more than seconds, only to be covered with another coat of it, and another, each of which spread further along the mess that was left behind, and made the covering that much thicker. He swore that he was actually looking a bit heavier as a result.

As it covered his hands, Chyro tried to flex them, tried to keep his hands moving, but the hardening latex was too strong. He could feel it changing from goo to hard substance like something out of a cartoon, complete with the cracks as he tried to force it to keep moving and failed. The snow leopard shuddered, shaking his head from side to side as one of the buckets were moved to focus more directly on his head. The wolf moved to his side, chuckling a little and rubbing some of the solid parts.

"I'd close my eyes if I were you."

One of the few pieces of advice that Chyro was willing to take. He snapped his eyes shut tight, just in time to avoid the flood of goo from above. It splattered over his face, and the only reason it didn't go into his eyes was because he was fast enough to keep them shut. However, he was rather surprised to feel the wolf's finger moving some of the latex off of his eyelids, and when it hardened, he felt like he could still open his eyes.

"Go ahead."

The wolf's words were almost excited, which was probably more creepy than it should have been. Yet, Chyro couldn't just ignore him, and did as he was requested. It was a bit like opening his eyes after some sleep gumminess, but it was still doable.

Looking down at his body, though...

He shuddered at the sight of his formerly white and spotted fur now completely covered in a shimmering black. Well, almost completely. There was one spot that hadn't been, and he wasn't looking forward to the remedy of that.

The wolf, however, seemed all too eager to play with his still-normal cock. Chyro bit down on the gag as the wolf grabbed it and started stroking it. He couldn't believe he was already hard; it had to be something in the latex, or at least, that's what he wanted to believe. The alternative was something he didn't really like the thought of, definitely not when it was dealing with this wolf.

"Look at you. So hard already."

Stop reminding me!

"Wouldn't it be wonderful if it stayed that way forever?"

Not really!

Yet his cock throbbed despite his protest, and Chyro blushed as the wolf laughed at him again. The feeling of that thick paw stroking his cock was surprisingly good, and he almost whimpered when it went away.

"Don't worry. I plan to make your cock stay hard forever. It's one of your best features, and it would be a shame to let it go soft and be missing."

This time, it really did feel like a scientific thing when the wolf picked up one of the syringes. Though it lacked a needle, it had a small tube sticking out of the bottom, one that was pointed in a place where the snow leopard really didn't want it to go. He squirmed, but as before, there was no way for him to move against the hardened latex. His captor smiled, one paw wrapped around Chyro's cock, the other around the syringe.

"Don't worry. You'll move. In the best way you can, at my orders. But first, we must...tend to this."

Chyro would have arched his back at the feeling of the slender, slick tube sliding down his urethra, and he would have yelped at the feeling of the goo being injected down his cock. Almost immediately, he could feel a stiffening beyond any erection in his life, and it went straight through the core of his cock. From what little he could see, he could see his cock trembling, dancing, almost twitching as the injection started to take effect.

Of course, it didn't help that the wolf pulled the feline's balls around, letting Chyro watch as the furred orbs churned, swelling slightly and darkening beneath the fur. They were soon beyond normal size, utterly huge, and he could feel them oozing their payload up his cock. The snow leopard groaned past his gag, almost moaning at the strange, almost climax-like feeling of the injection coming back up his cock. It was surreal, powerful, and so very pleasurable at the same time. Even as his cock stiffened more - and he swore it grew thicker, too - he could only groan. If he'd been free, he'd have been humping air, but all he could do was watch as it came closer...closer...

And finally erupted. Like a slow ooze, his cock pushed out spurts of black latex down his cock. It went down his shaft, rapidly coating it in its rubber-like substance, and making it shine like the rest of his body. It throbbed all the harder, and the strange climax-like sensation continued as his flesh and fur were fully coated in the latex.

Even when the stuff solidified, no longer liquid, the sensation continued, only slightly dying off after five minutes. Chyro's mind was swimming from the long-lasting pleasure, and he barely grunted as the wolf hopped up on the table. For the first time, he saw that the wolf wasn't wearing pants beneath his coat, and didn't even have the strength to blush.

"You're going to enjoy this, little pussy-cat. I promise."

He didn't know what the wolf was talking about, until he felt a pucker against his cock. Chyro's eyes went wide, but there was nothing he could say, only scream a moan past his gag as his oversensitive cock was taken deep in the wolf's ass, like a toy...

A toy like he'd become...

The End