Matt then gets on the bed as Langston types in their transformation. Once set, he begins the transformation by pressing enter on the keyboard and then walks over to Matt, who is on the bed waiting for what is going to happen. “So, what am I going to be?” Matt asks. Langston didn’t say as he climbs on top of the bed. Suddenly, Matt feels a tingle shoot up his spine.
He feels something between his fingers and raises his right hand in front of him to watch as the fingers start to fuse together. Not only that, he watches the skin take on a different color and texture, feeling like neoprene as his skin tone becomes something blue, like violet blue.
Langston didn’t say anything as Matt asked again, confused, yet interested at the same time, “Langston? Am I becoming a wetsuit?” Langston responds, almost seductively. “Almost, but more of a doll of some kind.~” The man on top of Matt hovers his ass over Matt’s erect genitals as he looks down. The base of the shaft was becoming the same neoprene violet blue and spreads upward.
“I want to try something… Different and exotic for the both of us.~” Langston adds as he continues to lower himself onto Matt’s changing dick. Once at the base of Matt’s dick, both Matt and Langston shivers and moans together as Matt feels Langston’s body changing as he starts to shrink while his limbs sinks into his body. Matt can feel his fingers fusing together as the flesh soon becomes neoprene just like the rest of their changing body and starts caressing the changing and shrinking Langston.
Their changes continue as more and more of their flesh becomes smooth neoprene and featureless while Matt plays with Langston who is becoming his sentient neoprene bulge between his legs with his mittens, rubbing, squeezing, fondling him. Already, Langston’s head has migrated to the front of his near spherical form and already as his numbs for limbs were no more, their hair long gone leaving them bald, but none of the, cared as they moan in arousal. Matt’s legs are already smooth and became neoprene as his feet are next to change, toes fusing together then smooth much like his hands had gone through, all the while, at the same time his face slowly smooths away. His name is branded on his left neoprene thigh as if a reminder of who he is once their changes is done.
For Langston, his head is now almost gone, sinking into his form his mouth already gone is forced to look ahead while feeling the need for release that will never come. His padlock symbols slowly appears with his name under it as well. Even without a mouth, he still can make noises although heavily muffled and squirms under Matt’s touch, slowly feeling his crotch bulge body slowly firm up. Moments later, his face is now gone.
However, Langston can still feel, hear, smell, taste, and see. The only restriction is that he can only smell and taste the fresh neoprene and can only look ahead also can no longer close his eyes. Witnessing everything in front of him as the padlock symbol is permanently branded over him.
Matt on the other hand was behind his change as his mouth long gone, followed by his ears. Much like Langston, he can taste the fresh neoprene and hear clearly. Even his own muffled voice is still intact. Then his nose sinks into his changing head, only smelling the neoprene as if it is reminder of their new life.
Then his eyes are last to go as he felt them close for the last time and the eye sockets smooth away, becoming smooth and faceless as the last of flesh on the top of his head is now neoprene, before his vision returns, finishing the transformation.
With the changes now complete, Matt is now some sort of living neoprene nullified doll. He didn’t think about it as the featureless man spun around moaning as Langston watch the world spin and into the dark of his bed, feeling Matt, thrusting and grinding him against it as the sentient bulge constantly moans as well, the two on the edge. However they can’t cum, no matter how much Matt tries to make Langston get that sweet release. As Matt continues to grind Langston the bulge to the bed, the padlock starts to light up instantly as Langston muffled moans becomes muffled scream of pleasure.
Matt turns around on his back and furiously rubs and squeezes his sentient bulge as his muffled groans in frustration and repeats tossing and turning on his front and back. Unfortunately, they feeling slowly fades as they never got that release they so desired for. The padlock’s light slowly fades and the merged being muffled pants from sexual fatigue and sprawled on the bed, despite no longer needing to breathe.
Slowly, Matt recovers and officially looks at himself, sitting up on the bed and looking down at his mittens and at Langston who is now his bulge, still throbbing, slightly squirming, and moaning between his legs.
To Matt, he strangely likes being this way with Langston being his nullified sentient toy down there. He didn’t mind some of the draw backs like lack of facial features, a heavily muffled voice, or mittens for hands, it was one of his bizarre desires made reality. He then get off from the bed and onto the computer as Langston can only watch, as he makes some changes. Whatever Matt makes, Langston wouldn’t mind even if it means the changes are permanent…