Hey everyone :) I made a bunch of grammatical corrections in case you want to read a version phrased in a slightly better way with all of the salivating details preserved. Arph! THE PUP CLUB by Rubber-Vecks CHAPTER 1: THE NIGHT OUT “Well, isn’t this just great.” Caleb sighed into his half drank glass, stirring it with his straw mindlessly as he tossed around the idea of leaving the club. His friends had dragged him along and then proceeded to abandon him for their own personal pleasures. He had heard of the club, and its reputation for appealing to the more kink crowd, and tonight didn’t do anything to sway his opinion of the place. The club’s theme seemed to revolve around pup play, with many of the employees dressed in identical full rubber suits and masks, walking on their hands and knees, and making various dog sounds rather than talking. Many patrons also seemed similarly equipped, although most acting like humans as opposed to playful pups. Caleb broke free of his internal whining when he felt something brush past his leg. He glanced down to see a rubber-clad pup staring up at him inquisitively. Although pups weren’t to his particular taste, he was taken back by how good the man looked in all rubber. The pup was wrapped head to paws in rubber, not even the slightest trace of human skin left showing. The only part that wasn’t rubber was a shiny silver chain collar around his neck with a bone-shaped tag with the name BONE engraved onto it. He looked at the pup and sighed softly. “Sorry buddy, I’m all good for right now.” Being abandoned by his friends had soured his mood somewhat, and he wasn’t in the mood to play along, but at the same time didn’t want to appear rude. Bone nodded, let out an acknowledging yip, and trodded off, wagging his tail teasingly back at Caleb as he walked off. Caleb smirked at the sassy pup and went back to staring into his drink. He was supposed to be his friends’ designated driver, so he didn’t want to leave but was starting to consider it seriously. He looked up for his friends, scanning the club for any recognizable faces but didn’t see a single one. He remembered seeing them all, one after another, heading back to the private rooms with either one of the clubs pups or a random patron. “Well, at least they are having a good time, I suppose.” He whispered to himself, not being able to help but feel a small pang of jealousy. Had he allowed himself a few alcoholic drinks, his inhibitions wouldn’t have been a thing, and he would be having fun just like all his friends, but he drew the short straw, so that was out of the question. Caleb was startled by a sudden bark next to him and turned toward the noise and saw Bone sitting before him once more, this time holding a drink in its paws, which were solid masses of rubber sealing his fingers underneath. He wanted to ask how the pup had managed to get all the way over here without spilling it but decided he was better off not knowing. He was about to protest due to not being able to drink tonight, but Bone shook head and gestured in a way that made him understand that it wasn’t alcoholic. “Well, in that case, thanks, pal.” He took the drink and gave the pup a gentle pat on the head, which made it very happy. It yipped happily and trotted off, making sure to tease Caleb with his lithe rubbery behind as it did so. Caleb smiled at the sight again and sipped the drink. It was sweet like soda but didn’t taste like anything he had tried before. Sweet but had a hint of something he couldn’t quite place. He absentmindedly sipped on the drink while trying to figure it out, it was something familiar, and it was driving him crazy. It wasn’t until it was gone did he realize how quickly he had downed the whole glass. He savoured the aftertaste and scanned the room again, noting how many of the patrons had cleared out, but his friends were still nowhere to be seen. With another hearty sigh, he leaned back in the chair and looked around, now that the club was a bit emptier he could see the surroundings a bit better, although nothing seemed overly extravagant or out of place. It was all that you would expect. Wooden tables, chairs, leather seated booths, a small dance floor, a larger bar area with various screens all playing different things, mostly a slideshow of various pup outfits or advertisements. One screen, in particular, caught his eye, actually causing him to do a double-take to be sure. On one of the larger screens near the back, there was porn featuring a handful of rubber pups fucking each other, their shiny bodies rubbing, grinding, thrusting and fucking in an incredibly hot rubber orgy. Something about the video consumed his attention, and for the first time since he had arrived, he had actually started to get aroused. Reaching down and rubbing his hardening cock through his jeans. “I’m not sure they should be playing that in the main area, but fuck that's hot.” Bone, who had been keeping an eye on him for a while, slowly approached. He could see that Caleb was lost in a daze again and slowly approached as to not disturb him. His pose almost something akin to a predator hunting prey. Caleb was rubbing himself absentmindedly watching the video when he felt something rub up against him. He looked down and saw Bone rubbing his rubber muzzle against Caleb’s groin. He reached out and petted the pup’s head, feeling the smooth rubber against his skin. It felt nice. The pup looked up hopefully and gestured with its head towards the hallway marked “Private” and looked back at him. He looked at the hallway for a second, tossing around the options he had. He knew that his friends would most likely be ready to leave soon as it was getting pretty late, but at the same time, they had been gone for what seemed like hours at this point, so he wasn’t too concerned if they had to wait for him for a while. After a moment, he started to get up, trying not to show the world his tented jeans. “Alright, you convinced me. Let's go, boy.” He jested playfully to the pup who barked happily and led him over to the hallway. The hallway was rather bland, just a few advertisements hanging up and lines with a handful of doors, some open, some closed. As he was led to the first open one, he was ushered inside by the pup. Once the door was closed, he flipped the light on and was saw the room. It had a TV on the far wall playing the same ads from the main area with a small cushioned chair in the centre and a small loveseat against the wall. Bone led him to the chair and pushed him down. “Straight to it, eh?” Caleb asked, somewhat startled by the pup’s straightforwardness. The pup barked and padded at Caleb’s crotch with its rubber paws, clearly wanting his dick free from his jeans. Caleb was all too happy to oblige. He reached out to rub the pup’s head, unzipped his fly, and pulled his pants down, releasing his rock hard cock. Without a second thought, the pup pounced on it, wrapping its smooth rubber mouth around Caleb’s throbbing bone. He had had a blowjob before, but this felt different, so much better than he could have imagined. This pup was clearly an expert, hitting every spot Caleb needed. “Oh shit, you’re amazing!” He shouts as he rests his hands on the Bone’s head, forcing the pup’s muzzle down over his cock at an increasingly steady rate, thrusting his hips into the pups to the same rhythm. He looked up toward the ceiling, but something on the screen caught his eye. The screen had changed from generic advertisements to the rubber pup orgy he was watching earlier, only this time, he saw a man slowly approach the pack of sex-crazed pups. The camera panned over to the man, and Caleb, in a half-dazed stupor, noticed that the man looked vaguely familiar. It panned up towards the man’s face, and Caleb saw a silver chain collar locked around his neck that read JET. The camera shot up to the man’s face, and Caleb realized that it was him that in the video. He watched intently, enthralled by what was going on in the video, not realizing that his intense thrusting and throbbing erection were starting to subside as he stared at the screen. He watched as he slowly approached the pups, they all stopped and turned toward him, looking at his in a predatory manner. Caleb paused and went to take a step back, intimidated by the pack focusing on him. He stepped back, but something tangled up his feet, unleashing a loud squeak as he started to fall off balance. He fell back onto the ground and looked at a black rubber toy lying at his feet. He saw a surge of movement in front of him and realized the squeak had set the pups off toward him. They pounced on him and started rubbing against him, grinding their rubber bodies all over his. He felt one of the pups wrap its maw around his throbbing cock and start to suck as another pinned his back to the floor, He turned his head slightly and ended up face to face with a large black rubber cock. He could smell the intoxicating rubber and felt it press against his lips. Caleb had always considered himself a top and hadn’t sucked a dick in a very long time, but the rubbery musk was making the urge to surrender to it almost impossible to deny. He felt the pup sucking his dick dive down hard over his dick, shooting a blast of pleasure through Caleb, and he gasped in excitement. The rubber pup on top of him, seized the opportunity and shoved his cock into Caleb’s mouth. He felt the rubber dick slide down his throat, and all he could taste was rubber, sweet intoxicating rubber. Caleb, rather than try to escape the sudden intrusion, found himself wrapping his lips around the cock and hungrily sucking it. The pup panted in pleasure and started thrusting in and out while the pup wrapped around his own dick, teased him mercilessly. He felt an orgasm starting to build in his groin and began thrusting faster and faster into the pup’s maw and at the same time, started sucking more quickly and harder. Right as Caleb was about to unleash his load into the pup, he heard a click, and the stimulation on his cock stopped, halting right before the tipping point. Caleb, overwhelmed with lust and who’s vision was blocked mostly by the rubber cock in his face, glanced down at his cock and saw the pup was gone from his dick. He thought for a second, he saw a trace of something shiny but couldn’t make anything out for sure. Lust and need filled his mind as a painful urge to orgasm consumed him. He tried to reach his dick with his hands, but they were quickly pinned to the ground by the large pup face fucking him. He felt the pup tense up and unleash a howl as Caleb’s mouth, and throat was filled with the large pup’s hot rubber cum. Caleb’s world exploded as he felt wave after wave of pleasure course through his cock throbbing but never achieving releasing himself. Need, lust, and pleasure overloaded Caleb’s horny mind, and everything started to get blurry, fading away. The last thing he felt was the pup’s rubber cock sliding out of his mouth before he passed out ultimately. CHAPTER 2: CALEB’S NEW LOOK Caleb woke the next morning in his bed. He groggily rubbed his eyes and stretched a bit before realizing that he had no recollection of how he or his friends had gotten home. Fearing the worst, he shot out of bed, grabbed his phone, seeing messages from one of his pals and fearing the worst. He hurriedly opened up the text in a hurry and read it. Apparently, when they came out to leave, he was nowhere to be found. They asked the bartender about it and said he saw you go back to the back room and didn’t want to disturb him, so they called a cab. He breathed a heavy sigh and sat back down on his bed, trying to remember how he got home. He remembered following the pup into the private room and getting the best blow job of his life, but everything seemed to get fuzzy after that. He reminisced over the fantastic blowjob for a moment and felt his cock start to harden again, but it felt strange, tight almost. Something was stopping his cock from getting fully erect. He figured his boxers were bunched up and went to release his dick from their grip but stopped when he felt something hard where his dick was. He gave it a probing squeeze and realized that the entirety of his cock was trapped in something hard and unyielding. He quickly undid his pants and pushed them down to see what was there and gasped when he saw that his cock was locked up in a shiny solid metal chastity cage with a little pawprint engraved on it. “What the fuck!?” he exclaimed, gripping the cage as his cock struggled against its’ new metallic prison. He pulled at it, but after a few attempts realized that it wasn’t coming off without someone unlocking it for him. He ran to the bathroom to get a better look at his new accessory in the mirror when the glint of something shiny under his shirt caught his eye. He took off his shirt to discover that in addition to his new cage, he also had a silver chain collar, identical to the ones from the club, locked around his neck with a bone-shaped tag hanging from it with the name JET engraved on it. Seeing the collar locked around his neck and the name on the tag cause his dick to strain even harder, and he moaned in frustrated agony. “What the fuck happened last night?!” he said to himself, wondering if he should tell his friends about it, but something told him to keep it to himself and go back to the club tonight to get it taken care of. The rest of the day had been utter torment, he had to call in sick to work so he wouldn’t have to explain the collar to his coworkers, but he had found that he was also trapped in a state of constant aroused frustration. His cock never stopped trying to get hard, getting blocked by the cage and had started leaking precum at a steady rate. He was so horny that he could barely think straight and would have done anything for relief. He was in complete agony when the time came for him to head over to the club to get this all taken care of. He grabbed a hoodie to cover up the collar around his neck and headed out. Getting to the club, however, was a lot more hassle than he had anticipated with his constantly leaking member starting to make somewhat obscene wetness in his pants and upon reaching the club has turned into a rather large patch in his jeans. He realized that he couldn’t walk in looking like he did and begrudgingly took off his hoodie, revealing the collar for all to see and wrapping it around his waist to hide the ever-increasing patch of precum. As he walked up, he felt the bouncer staring at his collar and smirking but didn’t say a word. As he passed through the doorway, he was greeted by the familiar setting from the night previous. The same advertisements, the same staff, it was like he never left. He looked around for someone to talk to, figuring the pups wandering around the club wouldn’t be much help. He decided to head further in. He made his way to the bar area and flagged down the bartender, the only employee he could see that was walking on two feet. The man turned and approached Caleb. Caleb couldn’t help but admire the man’s body, wearing tight rubber pants, a harness, a black rubber pup mask and a shiny silver collar identical to the one Caleb had on, only his name tag read FETCH. The bartender stopped in front of Caleb and eyed the collar around his neck for a moment, the mask over his head masked his face and Caleb had a hard time reading his expression. “Hey there, …uh…Jet, what can I do for ya.” For some reason unknown to Caleb, being called by the name on his collar caused his already tormented cock to strain even harder against its prison, he shuddered slightly as he felt another load of precum shoot into his jeans. “Hey there, the name's Caleb actually. Look, I, uh…came here last night and must have blacked out somehow, but when I woke up this morning, I’ve got this thing around my neck and a, uh, another thing I can’t seem to get off. I was hoping there maybe someone here that could help me out.” He gestured to his groin but was too embarrassed to say what it was in public. Fetch looked him up and down and shrugged. “Well I’m not quite sure what you’re meaning, but the collar appears to be one that employees are given although I don’t know any pups named Jet. What else did he give you?” Caleb gestured again but realized that with his hoodie in the way, it was pointless to keep trying to hint. He leaned in close and whispered, “My cock is trapped in a cage, and it’s driving me insane.” Fetch let out an audible yip that sounded like a stifled laugh and Caleb flushed a bright red colour. “So you woke up caged and collared by someone here? I’m not sure how that even happens or how much help I am going to be but let me call the boss and see if he knows this Jet. He is a pretty busy guy though, especially during operating hours so it may be a little while before he can see ya, let me get ya a drink while you wait.” Caleb sighed and sat down and rested his head on the bar. Fetch placed a glass filled with the same liquid from the night before in front of him, and he absentmindedly grabbed and started sipping. Fetch eyed him for a moment before walking away, hiding a devious smile as he walked off to get his boss. Caleb quickly downed the entire glass, consumed once again in trying to figure out what it tasted like. It was so familiar yet foreign at the same time. He was too absorbed in thought that didn’t notice Fetch return to the bar and set down a second glass, which he started sipping immediately. A few minutes later, the sound of Fetch’s voice pulled him from his thoughts. “I’m sorry to say that the boss had to leave early tonight due to a personal emergency, he left me in charge, but I didn’t have a chance to speak to him before he left.” Caleb lowered his head; he was devastated. His final hope of getting out of this dilemma and finding sweet release had just vanished. He cupped his head in his hands and sighed heavily. “God, I am so fucking horny. I’d give anything to get some relief. I don’t know why but I have been so goddamn horny all day. I’m not normally like this, but all day it’s all I’ve been able to think about, which makes this damn cage even more of a problem.” Fetch rested a consoling hand on his shoulder and thought for a moment. “I think I may have a solution for you. If nothing else it might get you through the night.” Caleb looked up, willing to agree to almost anything. “What do you have in mind?” “Well you’ll most likely want some privacy first, follow me.” Fetch ushered him to follow, leading Caleb to one of the “private” rooms, which ended up being identical to the one he was in the night prior. “Have a seat, and I’ll be right back.” as he was closing the door behind him, he inserted, “Oh and you may want to lose your pants.” CHAPTER 3: MAIL CALL Caleb sat down on the love-seat this time, slightly confused by bartender’s departing statement. He had no intention of stripping in the back of the club for no reason. He looked around the room idly until his eyes settled on the screen, playing a different video involving a rubber pup vigorously assaulting a twink dressed up as a slutty mailman. He watched as the muscular pup wrestled the mailman to the ground, ripped off his clothes and proceed pound the poor mailman’s ass with its’ massive rubber cock. Around the pup’s neck was a collar that marked him as SPIKE. He kept shoving his thick rubber dick into the mailman’s ass, who took it greedily. Caleb’s dick throbbed against his cage with each thrust, but Caleb didn’t seem to mind it at the moment. He was too wrapped up in the movie to care about his situation. Man, I wonder what they feel like? Having a thick rubber dick shoved up my ass. That’s so damn hot! He wasn’t aware, but his tongue was hanging out of his mouth and was panting heavily as he watched. He also wasn’t aware that Fetch had returned and was speaking to him until he heard the pup shout. “JET!” He snapped his attention to Fetch, not realizing he had just responded to his collared name or that he had was sitting there naked, having stripped off all his clothing except for his cage and collar. “Oh sorry, I must have spaced off there for a second. What was your id…?” His heart stopped for a moment, and his voice stuck in the throat once he saw what was in Fetch’s hand. He was both excited beyond imagination but also slightly startled by it. Clutched in Fetch’s hand a large, black, rubber dildo shaped almost identical to the one the pup had in the video, although slightly smaller. “Now I know it’s slightly unorthodox, but we get many people with many different ‘hobbies’, and many of the more submissive sorts often talk about how their Masters don’t unlock them, and they end up finding temporary relief with some anal stimulation. Massaging the prostate in a sort.” Caleb couldn’t pry his eyes off the rubber dildo and looked at it lustfully; only half hearing what Fetch was saying. His cock strained hard against its’ metal prison and was practically leaking a stream onto the floor. He reached out to grab it but didn’t want to appear too excited. “I’m so horny; I’m willing to try anything.” Fetch eyed him and snickered underneath his mask. “You want some help, or you got it? Your face says you’ve never tried it, but you seem fairly confident.” Caleb shook his head, “Nah man, I got it. I’ll admit I’ve always been more of a top, but it can’t be that hard to figure out right?” Fetch shrugged, handed over the cock and departed, leaving Caleb to his own devices. Caleb was practically shaking with anticipation as the clenched the thick rubber cock in his hands. The rubber was smooth and slick like it was slightly lubricated. He held it close to his face and sifted through it, the smell of the rubber setting his senses on overdrive. He needed this in him, right now! He set carefully pressed the tip against his virgin hole and pushed. The dildo stretched his hole wide, causing him to bite his lip to stifle a slight yell. He stood there for a moment, allowing his hole to get used to the girth before trying again, surprisingly it proceeded smoothly and with little pain. Something about how it felt as it filled him up made him want it further inside right now; he wanted to feel it pushed in deeper and deeper into his ass. He felt it brush faintly against his prostate, and it caused a wave of pleasure to course through him as he shot a massive spurt of precum onto the floor. He kept pushing it in as far as it would go, but it would only barely graze where he needed it to before it slid out when he stopped pressing. He looked around frantically, trying to find something to solve his problem and decided that he could sit down in the chair and use the weight of his body to push it further in. He lustily positioned himself over the chair and flopped down. It did the trick, and he felt the rubber cock slam against his prostate. It caused him to shoot another load of precum out onto the floor, but he still needed more. He absentmindedly started staring at the video in front of him as he happily bounced up and down on the chair. He watched as the pup on the video continued to fuck the mailman silly, who he now noticed was wearing a shiny metal collar as well. It zoomed in on the mailman’s toned chest, and he could see that the tag dangling on the man’s collar read JET. It took him a moment to recognize the name, and he realized that it the name on his collar. The video panned up to the man’s face, and Caleb realized that he was the one dressed up getting fucked by the rubber pup in the video. He was too lost in his horny daze to question this and began to feel like he was in the video more than in the room. He felt the rubber pup on top of him, smelling the strong scent of rubber and sex. He looked back at Spike, his alpha, as he thrust his cock into Jet’s greedy ass, relishing the feeling of being dominated. He was suddenly aware of how right this all felt, getting mounted by his dominant alpha and being an obedient little pup. He felt the muscled pup tense and heard a loud howl as the pup rammed his cock in one last time and unleashed a torrent of hot alpha pup seed into his greedy hole, marking him forever as an owned pup. Jet let out a howl at the same time as pleasure swept through him and he was assaulted by the most intense orgasm he had ever felt. His own hot pup seed erupted from his cage as he felt himself flowing away with it. As his orgasm subsided, so did his consciousness, fading back into a needy urge as he blacked out. CHAPTER 4: WHAT A TAIL Caleb awoke the next morning in his bed. He immediately shot up, wondering what the hell happened. He remembered that the bartender had offered him an…oh god…what had he done and how the hell did he get home?. He jumped out of bed immediately noticed that his cock was significantly less needy now, he could still feel it faintly, but it was nowhere near as debilitating as the day prior. He gripped the warm metal in his hands and sighed. He had hoped he could get out of it last night, but it looks like he would need to go back again and hopefully speak to the boss tonight. He tried to remember what had happened, but after he started playing with the dildo, his memory got fuzzy. He felt a slight itch in his ass and figured it was just his hole being sore from the immense pounding but froze when he reached back to rub it and felt something else there. He twisted around and gasped. Firmly lodged in his hole was a black rubber tail. Freaked out he immediately gripped the tail and went to pull it out. It resisted removal, but after a moment of strain, he felt it slide out of his gaping hole. He stood there, holding the thick rubber tail in his hand, seeing that the base was the same dildo shape as the toy he had last night. “What the fuck, I must have passed out with it still in me. This is getting out of control!” he said in an exasperated break, not quite remembering if the tail part had been there last night or not. Caleb was starting to panic as he felt his cock tense against the cage once again and felt an itch beginning to form in his gaping hole. He felt empty like something had been removed from his very being. “Oh, fuck!” Caleb yelled as his hand shot to his ass as he began fingering his hole in an attempt to satisfy his new sudden urges, but it wasn’t enough to relieve the itch. He needed to be filled by something more than a finger. He needed something thick..and…rubber… His eyes locked onto the rubber tail at his feet. …He needed his tail. Without a second thought, he grabbed the plug and greedily slid it back into his hole, which accepted it effortlessly. The itch began fading immediately, but the throbbing agony in his dick only subsided slightly. Just enough to not be debilitating. He stood there for a moment, out of breath and glistening with sweat. Watching his tail wag back and forth with his movements, feeling its’ weight sway against his sensitive hole. “Well, I suppose I’ll have to leave it until I can get this damn cage off. Fuck, how did this even happen?” Caleb was forced to call into his job a second day. Fearing that the tail would be too obvious to hide effectively, he spent the remainder of the day either playing with his tail or daydreaming about the rubber pups from the club. He actually found himself forgetting about the cage for a while as he idly played with the new toy invading his hole. The day passed quickly, and Caleb discovered that as he started to get dressed that the tail was going to be much more problematic with clothing than he initially thought. Whenever he covered it up, it would get bunched in the fabric and stop being as effective at holding his neediness at bay. He decided to cut a small hole in some old shorts for the tail, noting that they seemed a little tighter than he remembered them being but didn’t seem to care too much, they showed off his ass rather nicely. He also tossed on a sleeveless shirt, more concerned with making sure he was comfortable with the tail than he was with hiding his collar this time. The trip to the club had been fairly interesting. He found that driving was a bit tricky as whenever he sat down the tail would press up inside of him and cause him to spurt precum and shudder. At one point, he noticed that someone had been staring at him oddly as he bounced up and down in his car, pleasuring his ass while waiting at a stoplight. He was mortified, but it was an exhilarating experience, nonetheless. He arrived at the club, walking through the door not thinking about the fact that his shorts were now soaked with precum. He immediately headed to the bar and flagged down Fetch, who saw him coming up to the bar and had prepared a glass of what was quickly becoming Caleb’s favourite drink. “Hey Jet…er Caleb, sorry. The boss is still out but has reassured me that he will be back later tonight. It’ll be at least a few hours I imagine. Caleb nodded and shrugged, “No worries man, I’m sure I can find a way to pass the time.” His eyes were immediately spotting a rubber pup walking past him, wagging its tail in a tantalizing manner which caused his dick to start to stir against its metallic prison once more. Caleb winced, realizing that for the most of the day, his urges had been kept in check and his kind of put them on the back burner, but now they were quickly returning him to a state of needy agony Fetch nodded, returning to his other duties while Caleb sipped away at the drink, watching the rubber pup employees padding around the club. He savoured the sweet drink for a while before downing the remaining portion and turned around, resting his back on the bar so he could view the entirety of the club. He didn’t know why but the sight of the pups rubber suits glistening in the lighting was causing his dick to strain against the cage and start leaking into his shorts, which to too tight to hide the growing patch. CHAPTER 5: PUPS ONLY He kept staring at the shiny suits and the sexy little pups wearing them, feeling his cock let loose another load of precum. He idly reached down to rub his caged cock but realized that he felt something damp and sticky when he did so. He looked down and immediately realized that the entire front side of his shorts was soaked with precum. Embarrassed, he quickly spun back around, facing the bar to hide the obnoxious wet spot in his pants. He felt his cock spurt again, and the agonizing urge to release was quickly becoming irresistible. He stood there bend over the bar to hide his shorts the best he could when he saw Fetch approaching, clearly noticing he was in some sort of distress. “You alright? You look like you’re having a bit of a problem.” Caleb looked up at him and slowly revealed his shorts to the bartender. “I might need to wait for your boss in one of the private rooms. Is that alright and do you possibly have a lost and found where I can borrow some spare clothes?” Fetch paused for a moment to think, and shook his head. “I don’t see any harm in using one of the private rooms, they rarely fill up on a busy night, so having one occupied for a while shouldn’t be an issue. As for a lost a found, we don’t really keep anything left by our patrons unless its something like a wallet or jewellery. Go ahead and head down to the room and I’ll see if I can find something for you. Oh, and make sure to use the ones further back, so people don’t complain.” Caleb sighed and started his embarrassing walk to the private room. Even though no one cared or also noticed him aside from the occasional passing glance or the oddly excited pup, he felt like every person there was staring at him, and he quickly rushed into one of the rooms. He closed the door and was let out a sigh of relief that he was finally out of that situation. He looked around the room and saw the same chair, same love-seat and same television as all the others. He went to sit down and realized that he didn’t want to sit in his soaked shorts and get precum everywhere, so he took them off before sitting on the couch, carefully positioning his cage in such a way that his constant leaking would get caught by his shorts on the floor. He let out a sigh, partially wondering how this had all happened..was he really this unlucky and partially wondering what to do in this room for the next few hours with his cock practically throbbing nonstop only adding to his frustration and need. He idly glanced over at the screen to see what movie they were playing today. It appeared to a video of two rubber-clad pups fucking each other. He watched intently as the larger one dominated, the smaller, zooming in to show its massive rubber cock fucking the smaller pup’s hole. The next scene cuts through, and it showed the smaller dog shoving its muzzle down on the alpha’s cock, a look of pure bliss and excitement plastered on his face. Suddenly the scene shifted again to show a naked man wearing a collar and a cage walk into the room. The man seemed aroused beyond words and wanted to join the pups for some fun. The camera zoomed in on the man, and Caleb read his collar…JET… The camera panned up towards the man’s face and immediately recognized himself again. He didn’t question it and kept watching intently, feeling himself slowly getting pulled into the screen. Jet approached the dogs hungrily, the urge to join them being his one sole purpose. The smaller one, who he now recognized as Bone, was currently taking the larger alpha’s cock in his ass and whipped his head around toward Jet and barked, causing the alpha to look around as well. He let out a low aggressive ruff and pointed to a sign that read “PUPS ONLY.” Jet stopped in his tracks and looked at the sign. He wasn’t a pup, but desperately wanted to play and to do that, he would have to become one. He looked around the room for anything about what that meant but came up empty. The alpha pup who he recognized now as SPIKE looked over at Jet and pointed to the ground in a commanding fashion. Jet looked at Spike as a moment and realized that pup didn’t walk on two feet, they walked on all four. He immediately fell to his hands and knees and started to approach again, consumed by lust for the two rubber pups. Spike barked again, and Jet froze. He was walking like a pup, what else could he possibly do. Spike pointed to the smaller pup and rubbed his rubbery ass. Jet looked confused, and Spike pointed to the sign again, which Jet saw read “RUBBER PUPS ONLY". Of course! To be a pup, Jet needed to dress like one too. He needed to be a rubber pup. He looked around the room but found nothing that could help him and sat there thinking of any solution to his problem. He was so horny he would have done anything. Jet watched the movie intently, panting heavy and utterly oblivious to his surroundings. He had stripped down entirely, and his horniness had reached a new level. His cock had succeeded in thoroughly soaking everything he had worn and was beginning to pool around them. He was so completely enthralled by the movie that he didn’t realize the door had opened or that someone was standing in front of him calling his name. He faintly snapped out of his daze when he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Fetch standing there. A low growl escaped his mouth as he positioned himself to pounce upon the poor bartender. Who saw what was happening and quickly spoke again. “Easy there, boy. I’m not that kind of pup.” Hearing actual words sparked Caleb’s mind and caused him to come to his senses in a flash. Immediately he felt incredibly embarrassed and started apologizing. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what’s gotten into me lately. I’m not usually like this. I think being locked up and unable to get off is affecting me more than it should.” Fetch merely waved a hand dismissively, clearly finding his actions much more normal than he himself did. “No problem. I get that kind of thing all the time. I do work here, you know. I was thinking about your need for clothes and decided to take a look round our back room. The only thing I found that might work was one of our spare uniforms. Still looks to be in pretty good condition and you’re more than welcome to use it. I hung it on the back of the door.” He paused and glanced down at the pile of soaked clothing. “Oh, and the boss is back. I told him about your problem, and he said he would be in sometime soon to get ya taken care of.” Caleb watched the pup leave and close the door behind him, and his heart stopped when he saw what Fetch had meant by the uniform. He began to pant excitedly as he realized that Fetch had also conveniently solved the problem that had stumped him while he watched the video earlier. Hanging on the back of the door was a shiny black rubber suit. Identical to the ones that the pups wore around the club. He stood up and slowly approached the door. Reaching out and gripping the rubber suit in his hands. He slowly pulled it off the hanger and closed to his face, smelling the scent of rubber and musk. The smell was intoxicating, he stood there with his cock leaking and smothered himself in the thick material relishing the feel of it against his skin. He pulled his face away and held it up, inspecting on how he might go about putting it on. He saw that there was a zipper down the back but also noticed that the hands and feet were sealed with heavy rubber, effectively making his hands into useless paws as soon as the suit was on. He thought about it for a moment, trying to figure out how he would work the zipper once it was on him but was distracted when he heard a bark from the screen behind him. He turned and saw the Bone standing there on all fours, staring at him expectantly, almost seeming to be staring through the screen directly at him. Caleb stared the pup for a moment, finding himself drawn into the screen once more. Jet walked forward, suddenly aware he was back in the room with the pup still holding the rubber suit in his hands. He looked the suit and pulled it open, inhaling deeply as the scent of rubber burned his nose. He slowly pushed an arm into the suit, relishing the feel of it gripping every inch of him as he did. It was tight, but quite easy to slide in. His hand slid into the paw, and he rubbed it over his chest, loving the fact that the rubber nullified any sensation from his fingers. He stepped into the legs of the suit, his cage pulsing as his cock strained tightly against it as the rubber tightly gripped his lower body. He then pulled the suit up and pushed his other arm in the sleeve, pulling the rubber tight against his chest and caged, throbbing cock. He turned his head around, and he padded at the zipper futilely and glanced over at Bone helplessly, letting out a meagre whine. The pup let out a bark of understanding and immediately trotting over behind him. He could see the pup lean in close and grip the zipper in his muzzle, pull it up easily. The feeling of the rubber suit sealing up around him, tightening as it gripped every nook and cranny of his body in thick sexy rubber. He dropped to his knees and rubbed his rubber paws over his new skin, letting out a happy bark as he did. Jet continued to look himself over, relishing the feeling of the rubbery tightness all around him, admiring how his shiny body glistened in the light and how it accentuated his now lithe form nicely. He felt a surge in his cock and went to rub his rubber bulge with his paw, finding it even more arousing that he couldn’t feel anything at all, not the slightest bit of outside stimulation reaching his sealed and locked up pup cock. Pups weren’t allowed to play with their cocks without permission anyway. He turned around again and caught sight of himself in a mirror that hadn’t been there a moment ago. He was a pup, the tight rubber suit, the silver chain collar and beneath that, the cage that kept his puppy cock trapped in eternal arousal. He spun around and noticed that he couldn’t make out where the zipper was on the suit, but Jet didn’t care. Jet was a sexy rubber pup, and that was all that mattered. He realised that since he was a rubber pup now, he could finally play with Bone. He turned toward the pup and slowly started to walk over to him. He stopped immediately when he heard another commanding bark from behind him. He looked back at the mirror. He was on all fours, wrapped in a tight rubber suit, what else did he need? CHAPTER 6: JET’S NEW LOOK Jet, sitting on all fours, sealed in tight black rubber, panting and staring at the television screen turned around after hearing the bark. Standing before him, on all fours, was a muscular black pup with an enormous rubber cock dangling between his legs. He looked up at the pup and immediately recognised it at as his alpha, reading his tag…SPIKE. Jet lowered his head in submission and let out a quiet whine. Spike grunted and walked closer, rubbing his hand, which was more like a glove, over Jet’s back, sending waves of pleasure coursing through the needy pup. He stopped in front of Jet, the smell intoxicating smell of rubber and sexy musk dulling what little senses the pup had left and presented his massive rubber cock to Jet, grunting in a commanding tone. Jet didn’t need to think at all and eagerly pounced on the rubber cock, greedily taking the rubber cock in his hungry mouth. The taste of rubber assaulted his senses as he set about pleasuring his alpha. The massive cock was too much for the pup to take in its entirety and Spike noticed, grabbing Jet’s head and forcing the little pup to take the entire cock, all the way to the base. Jet, now currently having his throat fucked by rubber coughed slightly but quickly fell into the rhythm of Spike’s thrusting. He was excited that he was able to take his alpha’s magnificent cock. The face fucking continued for a few minutes, getting faster and more vigorous as he finally heard Spike release a terrifying howl and unleash his load into Jet’s thirsty maw. The pup’s eyes lit up when he tasted his alpha’s cum, finally figuring out what he had been drinking all this time. It was sweet with a hint of rubber and cum. He realized that he had been marking himself with his alpha’s cum from the very beginning, and he was elated to figure it out finally. As Jet greedily drank and licked up every drop of Spike’s delicious cum, Spike pulled his dick away and admired his newest pup, walking around him as Jet licked some of the cum that had spilt on the floor, inadvertently exposing his ass to the alpha. Jet let out a surprised yelp as he felt the massive rubber dick enter his pup hole. The tail no longer a plug in his ass, but an attachment to the suit, leaving his ass fair game. Spike’s massive dick stretching his needy hole further than the plug ever had and causing him in whine in pain while at the same time, loving every second in elated pleasure. He was made for this; he was a slutty rubber pup who loved serving dominant alphas. He laid there, getting pounded by the rubber cock, each thrust ramming his prostate. Each pound was rocking the poor pups frame but never bringing him to an orgasm, leaving him increasingly more and more horny with each thrust. He looked up at the screen for a moment and saw that it was showing the room he was currently in. He could see his tiny pup body getting pounded by the muscular alpha pup and he noticed that the pup Spike was fucking on the screen didn’t have Jet’s face, that pup had a sexy rubber pup mask. Jet looked back to the mirror in the room and saw his human face looking back at him. Then it clicked, and Jet realized that he needed a pup’s face to be a complete rubber pup! He looked back at the screen happily and saw that there were a handful of pups sitting in the room, staring at him. He stared at them, slowly feeling his mind being drawn away from the vigorous pounding by his alpha and into the screen. He slowly approached the other pups, each identical to one other except for the names on their tags. He walked closer, stopping as he reached into the centre of the pack. The pups all began to circle him as they would prey. He noticed they all had large erect rubber cocks hanging between their legs and Jet could smell their combined scents. They all stood up, presenting their cocks to him. Jet’s eyes shined with excitement, and pure unbridled lust overtook the pup as he went to work pleasuring as many cocks as he could. Taking them down his throat, up his ass, rubbing them with his paws. He was in pure bliss as he showed his appreciation to his new pack. The pups all starting panting and barking as Jet felt them all tense at once and prepared himself for the amazing gifts that were about to cum. Jet sat in the middle of his pack while they unloaded their thick rubber cum all over him, covering his head to paw in their delicious, sticky, rubber cum. He tasted the sweet rubber, savouring the taste as he felt the warmth of the pup’s combined load all over his face. Jet was lost in bliss, his senses on pure overload as he greedily slurped up all the cum he could, wanting only more — lust taking over his entire being. He felt the thick rubbery cum start to cool and seem to tighten against his skin, tingling pleasurably. He tried to wipe his eyes as best he could, but the cum felt thick and hard in the area around his nose and mouth. He blinked a few times trying to see through the thick rubber cum. When his vision finally cleared, he saw that the screen had gone blank and he was back in the private room of the club. Spike had finished with his hole and was sitting by the screen watching the new pup. Something seemed to be blocking some of his vision through, and he turned to the mirror to see what it was. He let out a surprised and enthusiastic bark when he saw that there was a true rubber pup looking back at him. The pup was covered entirely in rubber, his face being replaced by that of a sexy, happy rubber pup. He raised a paw to the feel his new face, running a paw tenderly down the length of his now canine muzzle. He reached up to feel his ears, now sticking up from his head. He parked happily, finally seeing that was identical to all the other pups in the club except for his name tag. There was nothing his dumb little pup brain could think of that would keep him from playing with his pack now, and he couldn’t wait. He padded around happily and nuzzled his new rubber muzzle against his alpha’s leg, who sat there for a moment longer before moving to open the door. Jet looked confused, but Spike looked out the door and huffed. Jet was sad that he couldn’t play with Spike some more but knew he was being told to go, so he slowly walked out of the room, exiting the private hallway and walking back out into the club area. Upon entering the club properly, the pup immediately perked up as he saw all the other pups wandering around and all the new people that could play with him. He happily trotted off toward a group of young guys clearly celebrating something, making sure to wag his tail seductively as he went. EPILOGUE A few weeks went by, and Jet was still as happy as he could be. He loved the times when the club was closed, and he could play with the other pups, but learned a lot of things since his first day and couldn’t wait for when it was his turn to pleasure Spike, his alpha. As much as he loved it when the club was closed, he loved when it was open even more. Tonight was no exception, he happily padded around the club, barking happily and rubbing up against the various patrons. One patron, in particular, had caught his attention. A cute young blond guy who had been sitting alone the whole night, sipping a drink and looking miserable. Jet had tried to cheer up the guy but was dismissed, but Jet wasn’t going to give up so easily. He went to the bar and pointed out the man to Fetch, who nodded and poured him a glass of his alpha’s delicious brew. He carefully walked over to the man’s table and offered the drink. He was hesitant at first but took it after minimal coercing. Jet let out a happy bark when the man took his first sip, watching it spark something in his mind and he practically gulped it down, licking his lips when he was done. Jet left the man for a while before returning, seeing his attention stuck on one of the screens. The pup crept up closer and could smell the unmistakable scent of cum coming from the man’s groin. He nuzzled the man’s hard cock and heard. “Hey there, buddy. You’re a pretty cute little pup.” Jet looked up at the man and winked seductively then gestured back to the private hallway. The man sighed, clearly reasoning with himself and finally started to get up. “Sure, why not? You seem like you’re into it and I figure it’s only fair if I have some fun too. Let’s go.” The rubber pup trotted happily toward the private rooms, leading the man to one that was empty, playing a video of a rubber pup orgy. The man sat down as Jet nuzzled his cock through his pants and looked up at the man, begging him to let it out. The man laughed and happily obliged. Jet immediately set about pleasuring the young man’s bone. Going down on his cock like the hungry little pup he was. The man wasn’t as big as his alpha and Jet easily took the entirety of it. The man starts off being very rough initially, thrusting vigorously into Jet’s maw, but as time went on, Jet began to notice his movements became lighter, more sluggish. Some more time passed, and the man had all but stopped moving. Jet looked up at the man and saw a blank stare, locked on the screen. Seeing how the video enthralled the man, Jet pulled his muzzle off the man’s deflating cock and sat there obediently watching the man start panting. He even thought he heard a quiet bark escape his lips. He sat there watching until he heard a door open. He turned to see Fetch standing there with something shiny in his hands. He watched intently quietly as the bartender approached the man, inspecting him. “Let’s check this one out shall we boy? He’s cute, reasonably endowed, not that it matters.” The bartender laughed and thought for a moment before continuing, “Yes, I think he will make a fine addition. Good job, Jet. You clearly have a knack for this.” Jet felt a rush of pleasure course through him at doing a good job and being such a good boy. He watched the bartender pull something out of his pocket. He immediately recognized it to be a small metal cage. Fetch carefully guided the man’s cock into its new home, and he heard a quiet click, sealing the young man’s fate. He pulled out a silver chain and locked it around the young man’s neck, who shivered slightly, and Jet could see his cock twitch against the cage. He moved in closer and read the soon-to-be pup’s name….RUFF. Fetch dismissed Jet, who barked happily and trotted out of the room, back toward the main floor once more. Not being able to contain his excitement at that soon, he would have a new pup to play with. Being a pup was the best when he could share it with others!

Loved it!

Mysterious muscle growth inspired by "something in the water" "or the air" or, perhaps "growing in the vegetable patch!" The plot thickens! As do our protagonists.....Interesting set up!

damn hot! hope theres another part!

Thanks Kysen :3

Hot story. yes, please continue

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