Chad yelped. He didn't want anyone to see him like this, but at least the pain in his balls had lessened. He felt naked even if he was encased in rubber. No seams, or zippers, maybe it really was his skin now. He was a rubber dog now? For reals? How was this possible? Oh, damn, why is he so horny. He hears the person at the door, there are windows on either side of the door, they might peek in.
He trotted on all fours to get clear of the windows. Chad slid as his rubber paws hit the polished marble foyer, and he skittered sideways until he caught his balance. He dashed upstairs, and peeked out the window to see who was at the door. He heard the door rattled, and opened. Whoever it was, had broken into his house. Damn, he wished he had thrown the bolt.
He heard a whistle and voice shouted, "Here boy! C'mon, Chad, you're my bitch boy now!"
Chad hunkered down and backed under the bed in the guest room. His body squeaked as he moved. He held his breath, and resisted humping the floor. Ever since he put the suit on, he'd been so horny. Damn, now with his rubber clad cock pressed against the wooden floorboards, his mind was going wild. He forced himself to think of sports stats.
He saw black boots, and leather pants move by the open door. He could see the coiled leash in the person's gloved hand standing outside the doorway at the top of the stairs.
"Chad, be a good boy, and come now!" ordered the person as they paced back and forth. The boot stomped. "Come now boy!"
Chad started to inch forward from his hiding place. He stopped though, when he heard the dark figured hiss under his breath, "Damn, Chad, needs some serious obedience training. Maybe I will fix him. Heh, heh, I'll keep his rubber balls as super balls." Chad backed further under the bed.
The figure moved down the hallway in its search for Chad.