Something Wild

Jack scanned the crowd as he made his way through the bar. It was Fetish Night, so he had donned his favorite blue rubber suit and was trying to find that special someone to hook up with. So far, most of the attire was pretty underwhelming. He mostly saw guys in leather harnesses and jockstraps, with a few leather biker types mixed in. Two guys were even dressed as slutty versions of Batman and Superman, but Jack wasn’t into heroes. He wanted something darker.

Just when he was about to give up, he found what he was looking for.

Sitting under a red light in the corner of the bar was a man in a black rubber suit and a strange green mask. The mask seemed familiar to Jack. Hadn’t he seen it in a news article? It didn’t matter. He was definitely interested in what the man in the mask was offering. The man’s suit had a large codpiece, and he was lightly rubbing it as Jack moved in closer. The masked man licked his lips when Jack sat down next to him.

“Uhh.. hi!” Jack finally managed to choke out, “I really like your suit.”
“Mmm, thank you! I’m glad you find it so appealing,” the masked man hissed, “and that mask is really cool too! Almost looks like a real face”
“Maybe it is,”

Jack laughed, but the man in the mask wasn’t laughing. He tried to change the subject.

“Ha! Yeah, maybe. So, do you live around here or?”
“Perhaps. But that’s not really what you want to ask me, is it?”
“Huh?”
“I think you’re interested in something more”
“I…uh…”

Jack’s mind was a mess. There was a strange rushing sound in his ears. He was interested in more.

“What are you offering?”
“Heh heh heh! Come with me to the back alley and find out.”

The masked man got up and gave him the ‘come with me’ command with his finger. Jack excitedly followed him through the back door into the alley. The door slammed shut with a metallic CHUNK! sound. As soon as the door shut behind him, the masked man grabbed Jack and pinned him to the wall and growled. Jack was hoping for a little foreplay before things got hot and heavy, but he wasn’t about to complain. The masked man stared at Jack, his blue eyes piercing through him. His green mask almost seemed to be glowing in the pale light of the alley. The man planted his lips on Jack’s. Jack was surprised at how real the mask’s lips felt against his. As the masked man continued to kiss him, Jack gripped the mask’s pointy ears in his hands.

“Wow,” he thought, “This mask really feels like skin! This is so weird, but I don’t want it to stop. Oh god, I never want it to stop.”

His lips began to tingle as the masked man stuck his tongue in his mouth. Waves of euphoria and pleasure washed over his mind. Then, suddenly, a strange feeling of weakness began to take over. His knees began to buckle. The masked man held him up, kissing him harder and harder.

Never want it to stop…
Never want it to…
Never…
Never…

The masked man finally stopped kissing Jack and gently laid him down on the ground. Jack’s mind was racing. Why couldn’t he move? Why couldn’t he stop staring at the masked man? What did he do to him?

“Heh heh heh! It works!”
“Wha…what’s happening to me?”
“Nothing for you to worry about, my friend. You’re just a test subject for a new project of mine. You’re about to accompany me on a little journey.”
“Please, no…”
“Yesss! Now close your eyes. This is where the real fun begins!”

Jack did as he was told. As he did, he could hear the sound of rubber being stretched and snapped. Then, an unfamiliar voice.

“This mask might be my best work yet. Shame I have to take it off, but…”

His last thought as he drifted off into the darkness…

“Dear lord, what have I gotten myself into?”

Sometime later, Jack finally awoke. He was in a dark room with rusty metal walls. He could hear the sound of water drip-dripping nearby. He could also hearÖhumming? Jack quickly looked down, but could only move his head a couple inches. He was chained to some sort of table. His blue rubber suit was gone. How had he gotten here? He tried to retrace his steps. Picking out the blue rubber suit. Going to the club. Wandering around for a bit. ThenÖthat man! The man in the mask!

Just as Jack remembered, the door to the room swung open. There stood the man, wearing that amazing and terrifying mask, grinning at him.

“Ah, good… You’re awake! I was just getting everything ready.”
“What the fuck did you do to me, you freak?”
“Relax, friend. I’m about to make your dreams come true.”

Jack was confused. This wasn’t a dream. This was a nightmare!

“What are you talking about?”

The masked man turned and wheeled in a small cart. On the cart was an identical rubber suit and mask to the one that the man was wearing.

“You’ve always enjoyed rubber, haven’t you?” the man inquired.
“Yes, but what are-“
“You’d love nothing more than to wear it all the time, wouldn’t you?”

Jack thought for a moment. That WAS his dream. He hated not being able to wear rubber whenever he wanted.

“Yes, but that’s impossible. If this is some sort of scenario you want to act out, I’m not interested. You can’t just go around drugging people and bringing them to your dungeon!”

“This isn’t a dungeon, although I admit that it might look that way. This is my laboratory. You see, I’ve been experimenting for quite a while with various materials to create the perfect new skin. Something real, yet not real.”

The masked man came closer.

“I know you wanted it when you saw me in the club. You wanted something different. Something wild. You wanted an escape. Earlier you asked me what I was offering you. This is what I’m offering you.”

He held up the mask and suit.

“I want you to join me!”

Jack stared at the mask and the suit. He remembered how they felt in his hands. So warm and fleshy. It was strange, yet utterly intoxicating, and that wasn’t just because of whatever this mad scientist had dosed him with. Still, this wasn’t right. Jack had a life outside of rubber, and no matter what his desires were, he couldn’t just abandon it all to stay in rubber forever.

“Look, I appreciate the offer, but I’m going to have to pass. This is just too weird for me.”

The grin on the mask faded. A look of disappointment settled in. The masked man set the mask and suit down and sighed. He walked over to the nearby wall and then lifted a panel hidden in the wall. An array of buttons was underneath the panel.

“Very well. I didn’t want it to come to this, but…”

The masked man pushed a small green button. Suddenly, the table began to tilt forward. Jack started to panic, unsure of what was going to happen next. The table tilted until he was facing the masked man.

“I’ve taken a great risk bringing you down here. I thought we could be partners, but it seems you are not ready for that.”
“Please, whatever you’re thinking about doing… I’m begging you!”

The masked man picked up the other green mask, then he walked around and unlatched the top strap holding Jack’s head in place. Jack tried to wiggle his head around to avoid whatever the man had in mind for him, but he still couldn’t move enough.

“I’m afraid I can’t allow you to leave now. You know too much, and despite what you want to believe, you know deep down that this is what you desire.”

The masked man stretched open the mask, then slowly began to pull it down over Jack’s face.

“No! Take this off me! Take it off!”

The man adjusted the mask. Jack could feel the mask squishing against his face, growing warmer and tighter.

“Soon you’ll enjoy your new skin, but for now, just enjoy the process. I certainly will…”

As the mask continued to squirm and conform to Jack’s face, the man began to slide the rubber suit up Jack’s body, undoing the straps as he went higher and higher, up over Jack’s legs, then over his cock and his ass. Part of Jack’s mind still wanted him to resist, but the feeling of slowly being taken over by this new rubber body was too much. It was so horrifying and fantastic.

The man pulled the suit further up over Jack’s stomach and his chest, then he grabbed Jack’s arms and slid them into the suit. The neck of the suit stretched by itself to join with the mask, completely sealing Jack inside. A smile formed on the mask’s lips. Jack licked them, tasting a hint of the same compound that the man had used on him. It tasted good, and he wanted someone else to taste it too.

With that, Jack slowly slid off the table and came face to face once again with the man who had done this to him.

“So, how do you feel?”
“I feel… amazing!”

Jack took a deep breath, smelling nothing but rubber and sweat. As he breathed, his eyes began to change, shifting from brown to a bright blue. He ran his hands over this new skin of his, shivering at how sensitive and pleasurable it felt. The masked man was grinning again.

“I knew you would love it. All it took was a little… convincing.”
“Mmm, thank you for this. It’s more than I could have ever imagined.”

The masked man took Jack’s hand and led him out of the room.

“Come on. If we hurry, we can make it back to the club in time for last call. Maybe even find someone else looking for some fun.”

Jack thought that sounded just fine. He was ready to have some fun himself.

THE END