Chad was confused, he was horny, his body wasn't right. He stood on all fours naturally, as his hind legs were now shorter than his front legs- er, arms? His body was made of rubber, and he had paws not hands and feet. He kept being distracted by his wagging tail. He chased it in a circle three times before he gave up trying to see it better. The idea of a mirror briefly flashed into his mind. He heard the man downstairs. He was coming upstairs. Chad dashed and hid under the guest room bed. His cock pressed against the floor. Damn, he was horny.
He closed his eyes briefly and thought of sports scores. He opened his eyes. He saw the booted man in the doorway from his hiding place under the bed. He thought the boots were hot. Then the guy ordered Chad to come. Damn, his voice was masculine and commanding. Oh, damn, he sounded hot. Straight, I'm straight, Chad reminded himself, but he is so hot. He moved forward to exit the bed. Then the guy said something about cutting off Chad's balls, and he froze, and retreated deeper under the bed. His wagging tail hit the wall, and Chad realized he'd need a better hiding place.
Chad kept focusing on his cock, and how he wanted to obey the strong masculine voice calling for him. But he needed to hide. Then he remembered. When he was little, they remodeled the house, and put a staircase up to the attic to replace pull down ladder, they had to repair some plumbing, and so the contractor had put in an access panel in the hallway next to the stairs. It was a small crawl space opening, but it led to a hidden closet between the stairs and bathroom plumbing. The last time Chad had hidden there he was only 10, he was bigger now. Or he had been, he was no longer sure of his exact size, shape or weight. Still he seemed to be rubber, and maybe a bit smaller. He should be able to squeeze in. His shoulders were definitely not as wide as earlier.
Chad scooted out from under the bed, and peeked into the hallway, it was empty. He could hear the man in Chad's room. He heard him squeeze an old toy. He wanted to play with it, but he remembered he had to hide. He didn't have hands, but the lock on the panel was magnetic, so he banged his rubber head against it, and it popped open. He climbed in backwards, so he could pull the door shut by closing his mouth around one of the two by fours the ran across the false panels backside. The magnetic lock clicked into place, and Chad backed down the dark passage into the secret closet. He could hear the hot male voice ordering him to come out, but he was a bad dog. Damn, he was so horny. He rolled over on his back, leaned forward, and began licking his hard cock. It was weird. His tongue seemed a lot longer than usual, and everything tasted rubbery, but that only made it hotter. In a few seconds, he had bent further, and swallowed his own cock. Usually, he jacked off with his hands or got someone else to suck him. He didn't know why he hadn't sucked himself before. He was a lot better at it than some of his girlfriends. Maybe when this prank was over, he could teach them how to do it better.
"Chad, stop hiding. This isn't a prank. You're my bitch boi now. I own you! Come!" the voice demanded. He squeezed Chad's toy again, and said, "Come, Chad!" Squeezed again, "Come, Chad!"
I am cumming thought Chad drinking the hot latex exploding in his mouth. Maybe it was the rubberization of his brain or his canine transformation, but Chad really didn't quite get what he was being told. He was happy sucking his gushing cock, and a bit confused about the strange man in his house. He might investigate when he was done sucking off himself.