Chad's skin turned a shiny black, there was a whooshing sound, and as Rico's jaw dropped up, Chad liquified and flowed like living liquid latex over Rico's body, and a dildo gag filled his throat.
"Ugh-umblemft-grrr-urg!" shrieked Rico as he fell to the floor on all fours. His entire body was now encased in heavy duty rubber.
Chad was delighted. This was working out better than planned. He couldn't understand Rico's instructions, so he didn't feel compelled to obey them. Rico was shouting unintelligibly into the gag, and thrashing around on all fours. His arms and legs were folded back on themselves forcing Rico to walk on his knees and elbows. He struggled up to all fours and waddled awkwardly to the full length mirror he could see in the living room from the foyer. He struggled around the furniture until he was staring at himself in the full-length mirror. He was completely encased in shiny, slick, black rubber with a dog's head, but the tail was sticking out of his mouth, not his butt. There was also a shiny silver dog tag hanging from the heavy spiked collar around his neck.
He shuffled up to the mirror, and struggled to read the swinging dog tag with backwards writing.
"RICO" was the first line in 24 Point Type.
Beneath it in were three lines in 14 Point Type : "Property of Bruno Bernard"
"14 Baytown Bend", "(999) 078-1234"
"Property of Bruno?" Rico thought in horror, "Bruno, the Swim Fag?" He said, "PMPGTDBOOOONUHBOOOOBUHDMPUG".
Chad grinned to himself. He could hear Rico's thoughts, but not understand his spoken words. He didn't have to obey thoughts, only spoken words. He was so happy, and every moment he imprisoned Rico's body, the happier he became.
There were two metal boxes on Rico's dog collar, one on the left, one on the right.
Suddenly, Chad's voice boomed out of the right box, "Rico, as Bruno's dog-slave-pet, you are bound to win the costume contest tonight. Now we better get going. Too bad, you closed the front door, but you should fit out the dog door in the kitchen. Lucky for you Rover is kenneled for the weekend. Observation at the vet's. Now go left through the dining room and into the kitchen."
Rico growled and let forth a string of unintelligible curses.
"Oh, you need incentive? Well, you cannot win the contest if you don't get moving. Hm, not enough? " ZAP!
The box on the left side of the collar buzzed and Rico was shocked.
It wasn't until the third shock that Rico started crawling toward the kitchen. Rico was seething. He couldn't believe Chad had done this to him. Damn, it was a prize winning costume, but not one he wanted to be trapped in. Well, as soon as he won the prize, Chad would change back, he hoped. What was Dirk's wrestling schedule? He was off this weekend, but next Saturday, he had matches. Rico wouldn't be trapped in this dog suit all week, would he?
Rico had to twist his shoulders to squeeze out Rover's dog door. He looked around the fenced yard, and wondered how he would get out.
The speaker on his collar crackled, "Go to the right, if you stand on your knees, your elbow should be able to open the front side gate."
Bruno needed periodic collar zaps to encourage him to run on all fours from bush to bush until he got to the corner. There was no way, Rico was going out in the street dressed like this.
Chad had used the collar over five times with no response. The speaker crackled to life, "Well, Bruno, I suppose I will have to escalate your incentives."
ZAP!
Rico's nuts got zapped, and he literally jumped 3 feet out of the bush. He was horrified that he might get another zap down there, so he darted across the street and straight into the nearest bush. It took him almost an hour to move six blocks, he was almost to Rick's house, but that isn't where Chad wanted him to go.
Rico was sobbing. He was sure his nuts were singed. He hadn't been to Bruno's house before, so Chad simply ordered him left, right, left, forward, forward. Scratch at door.
"Huh?" said Bruno, as he opened the door, and looked around. Then he looked down.
"Hey, Bruno!" said Chad.
"Chad?" Bruno said recognizing Chad's voice, and looking at the black rubber dog suited guy on all fours outside his door. He added, "You in there?"
"Nah, Rico's in the dog suit. I am the dog suit. See he and Dirk apparently figured out a way to turn me into clothing, and those blackouts I've been having, when I disappeared, apparently they were wearing me. Today, Rico ordered me to transform in to prize winning costume for Rick's party, and I have to obey whatever he says, but," and Bruno could hear the smile in Chad's voice, "But dog's don't talk. Not only is he gagged with a butt plug, but when you take the gag out, there's an o-ring gag with tongue clamp to keep your new dog boy from speaking. I figured between the two of us, we should be able to put Rico through a crash obedience training course."
Rico began jumping and making garbled screams.
Bruno clapped his hands, and grabbed Rico's leash, and pulled him into the house.
"I can't just wear a Speedo. But I have some leather gear that should look good with this puppy. After we win Rick's masquerade contest, I hope to win a Gay Puppy Contest with Rico."
"Mmmpft! Nuhhftugh" shouted Rico.
"Let's put your tail where it belongs," Bruno said pulling the rubber tail out of his mouth. There was a plopping noise as it came free. Bruno's eyes widened, and he burst out laughing, "Wow, Chad, you gagged Rico with a copy of your own dick! I'd recognize your cock anywhere. Rico, you're lucky that you've been salivating so much, you lubed this up nicely. But it is huge, so brace yourself."
"Huh? Uh? Nuh? Nuh! NUH! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW" howled Rico, as Bruno plunged Chad's 10 inch rubber dildo dog tail butt plug into Rico's ass. Rico was sobbing.
" You know, I don't see any zippers or catches?"
Chad's voice crackled, "Oh, there aren't any."
"But if he wins, he has to take his mask off?"
"Oh, lift up the muzzle, it'll pull back."
"Ah," said Bruno lifting the muzzle back to reveal Rico's face with rubber straps across his forehead, and cheeks to the round hollow o-ring gag in his mouth, "Yeah, that's fine, Rico's recognizable. Hm, that o-ring gag is big enough to accommodate my dick, I think?"
"Muh! NUH! PMFR!"
Bruno pulled down his Speedo, and his erect cock flopped out.