As his paws, formerly hands and feet, hit the ground, they squeaked softly. Chad was terrified and thrilled as he darted through a break in the fence, and into the woods. The rubber imprisoning and reshaping his body was sensitive to his touch. He could feel pine needles under his paws. He cut through the woods until he got to the river. Then rubber pup Chad carefully emerged from the woods to run across the bridge. A car honked at him as he cleared the bridge and darted into some bushes. He emerged from the bushes into someone's backyard, as he bounded onto the concrete pool deck, he bounced propelled upward. He bounded across the pool. Chad immediately thought of Tigger, he was made of bouncy rubber. It was both terrifying and exhilarating. There was a clothesline with 3 ropes strung between the posts. Chad ended up tangled up in the ropes hanging there on the clothesline. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't get loose. He sighed, and hung there, as a weird sense of rubbery contentment began to calm him. He was at peace.
Bruno came home from the party at 2 am. The house was dark. He knew his parents wouldn't be back for a week. They were attending their high school reunion halfway across the country. He drank a glass of water, then headed out back. He loved to swim. He flipped on the pool and yard flood lights. As he was about to dive into the pool. Bruno stopped and stared. There was big black rubber dog hanging on the clothesline. The bulge in his Speedo grew two or three times that moment. He dove into the pool, and swam across to the other side. At first, he expected to find a pool toy, but he was soon quite pleasantly surprised.
Chad on the other hand - well, he tried to explain, but rubber dogs aren't designed to make human noises.
"Woop, woop, woop, woop, woop, woop," squeaked Chad as Bruno untangled most of the ropes and tied one around Chad's neck.
"Woop? Ha, ha, sweet, I'll call you Whoopie, boy!" exclaimed Bruno, "Definitely a boy," added flicking Chad's rubberized dog dick and balls.
"Woop! Woop! Woop! WOOP!" shouted Chad - well, he meant to say, My! Name! Is! CHAD!, but only a series of woops came out.
Securely guiding the stubborn rubber puppy along the ground toward the pool, Bruno grabbed Chad, who now was significantly lighter than he had been hours earlier, and tossed him into the pool. Bruno followed after landing on his new pool float.
"I don't know where you came from, but you're mine now, Whoopie! I wonder if you're deflatable?"
Chad's eyes went wide - it was hard to tell since they were black rubber too. Was he deflatable?