# The Best Part of Waking Up

"Mmh. Eek. Squeak?" Inaki had started the day by waking slowly, but attempting to yawn had given hir a reason to sit up with a jerk; hir snout wouldn't open, and shi certainly wasn't trying to squeak. Shi was laying atop hir covers so shifting down to sit at the foot of hir bed was easily done, even more so considering the fact that hir fur was completely gone. Inaki stared into the full length mirror on the opposite wall, eyes wide, what currently served hir as hands sliding over hir body. The sugar glider--former sugar glider, at this point--took it all in.

Hir overall shape was unchanged, the same cute, mammalian head, rounded ears, "wings" between arms and legs, even hir bushy tail intact and moving anxiously behind hir. A lot of important details were changed though, the foremost being that rather than seeing red fur Inaki saw hirself coated in pink, shiny latex, skin-tight with hardly a wrinkle. Hir hands were unable to open inside of oversized, paw-shaped mittens, both with a black paw mark printed where hir palms would be. Hir nipples were stiff, and when Inaki brushed hir mittened paws over those nubs shi gasped through hir nostrils at the surprising sensitivity. This led to hir reaching up and "feeling" over the length of hir snout, finding no seam at all despite the fact that luscious purple lips had been painted onto the end of hir muzzle. Hir next attempt at speech came out as a breathy whine through hir exposed nostrils, then when shi tried to say another word shi emitted one of those squeaks that had woken hir so swiftly.

Inaki stood, eyes glued to the mirror. Hir pouch was still there, though tightened further to hir body, paws too big and smooth to do anything but brush over the lip. Further down were hir sheath and balls, more visible than normal considering that they were also purple against the neon pink background. The lips of hir femmesex were of the same shade, plump as if they were permanently engorged in arousal underneath the latex. Inaki turned to the side, watching as shi flicked hir tail about; it was a single, contiguous piece of latex, though when shi squeezed it awkwardly between hir mittens it felt soft, as if the fur was still intact inside, except shi felt the contact on the latex as if it were hir own skin.

The glider blinked at the realization of how wrong that was. At first Inaki thought hir fur was simply covered by the bright pink latex, but after bending hir tail back on itself almost enough to tie it into knots shi confirmed a suspicion: shi had been transformed into a shiny glidertoy, rubber through and through.

This wasn't necessarily something to be terribly worried about. Shi had some pretty interesting friends, many of which were at the party shi attended the previous night. *"How did I get back to the apartment?"* was the question. Who had transformed hir? What had happened? All shi remembered was walking into the party and then nothing, not even where it was, who was there, when shi was invited... As shi sat there, trying to pick up some more details from hir oddly foggy memory, Inaki started to fidget without realizing it. It wasn't until shi reached out and touched hir growing erection that shi even knew it was there, pulling the paw back away with a squirm and a squeaky gasp.

It was black, very distinct against the pink belly shi saw behind it in the mirror, and growing to full length rapidly, which was now perhaps fifteen or twenty percent larger than before. A tip of pink liquid latex beaded at the tip and trickled down its length, the glidertoy shivering as shi realized shi could feel its progress quite intimately. Shi started to reach for it again with hir mitten and then stopped, shaking hir head. *"No, not yet. Don't even know what's going on.'

Shi stood up and went for the door to hir bedroom, then stopped in front of it and made a disgruntled little squeak. *"Doorknobs. Right."* Inaki reached down with both mittens and tried quite hard to get a good grip on it, pinching in from opposite sides, then trying to just press down on it enough to get the friction shi needed to turn it. They were just too soft underneath the outer coating, padded, adding to the toyish aspects of hir body. Shi couldn't even do enough to rattle the knob audibly, giving up with a huff-squeak, then shivering and looking down. Shi couldn't see it, but hir cunny had just squeezed down on nothing inparticular, feeling rather warm and wet inside.

Inaki turned to look at the window, but even if shi could manage to get the miniblinds up, open the window, and climb out onto the fire escape... well, shi'd be mortified, maybe even arrested for indecent exposure. No, hir friends knew shi wouldn't do that, and left hir like this to play with hir emotions. *"Fine, then. I'll show them, I'll have some fun without them."* Shi tried to ignore the knowledge that hir artificially increasing lust was coloring hir judgement, going down onto hir knees with a soft thump and reaching underneath hir bed, sliding out a large cardboard box.

Rummaging in hir stash of sextoys proved quite hard with hir mittens so shi overturned the box in a rush and sifted through it. It was an awkward and frustrating minute before shi managed to extricate any one object from the pile: a vibrator, and not even hir favorite one, a simple hard plastic affair with a control knob on the bottom, which shi almost dropped twice. *"Now how am I going to manage..."* Before shi could really finish the thought shi was overwhelmed by a surge of lust, shiny black eyes going out of focus, hir knees spreading as shi wedged the tip of the vibrator between hir sexlips. With a long, eager squeak shi pushed upward, enough to penetrate, which caused hir inner walls to ripple firmly and grasp the toy more fully than hir muscles could ever manage when flesh. Inaki's head tilted back as shi tried to moan, penetrating hirself with the toy by pulling it up inside through kegel-like motions alone, only turning the vibrations on at the last moment with an accidental twist of hir arms.

It was fully inside of hir, leaving Inaki with no way to thrust it in and out, but there was still a lot of pleasure stemming from the toy. The vibrations were exceptionally impressive today, obviously magnified by hir latex state, but even more noticeable was how good it felt to have hir inner walls milking over the toy fiercely. Dribbles of pink latex fell now and then from between Inaki's thighs as shi knelt there, one mitten rubbing over a nipple awkwardly while the other squeezed hir malehood tight to hir belly and rubbed up and down the underside, squeaking with every motion as hir pre-fluids lubricated the self-stimulation.

Shi tried to groan, only squeaking again, as the vibrator left hir wanting more within a minute. *"If I could only... ungh..."* The glider bumped a mitten around, feeling for the base of the vibrator, only happening to tease hirself in the process as it made hir wish shi had a way to get at hir clitty. The internal stimulation really, really made hir want to thrust the toy, though, to feel it push in and out. *"It's the toy transformation. I'm not being used, and I want... it's making me want to."* Shi dropped onto hir ass and leaned back against hir bed, both mittens pushing in at hir cock now, squeezing it as tightly as possible while rubbing up and down, head butting back against the bed as it tilted backward in pleasure. Hir hips gave bouncy little thrusts up into hir own grip, more of that pink pre dribbling out, lubricating the process further.

Hir head shook as hir body shuddered; nothing was coming of this. Shi dropped hir hands to hir sides and whined, the only noise shi seemed to be able to make that wasn't turned into a squeak, as if whoever transformed hir liked to hear such noises. Inaki tried to calm down, taking deep breaths, eyes closed, but within a half-dozen seconds hir hips were slowly grinding against the floor as shi tried to thrust up and down on the vibrator that was sitting inside of hir, humming away, forcing hir insides to undulate over hir outside of hir control. *"Out... Out!"* Shi tried to expel it, tried hir best, but there wasn't a thing shi could do about it. It was only a matter of time until shi couldn't help hirself, mittened paws pressed to hir shaft again and pumping up and down, despite the fact that shi couldn't even get halfway to orgasm let alone all the way, robbed of it by some design of hir new form.

Hir eyes opened. *"It was a door prize. Seemed like a suit that would just change to your shape, one size fits all. I stayed at the party. I had fun. Then..."* Shi had come home and the suit had been disappointing, wrinkly. Inaki had been leafing through the manual when shi fell asleep wearing it, hoping it would continue to slowly tighten up over time to accentuate hir curves. Except it had obviously been the wrong product, or a trap. A prank. Did shi really win? Was it all just a... a surprise? Shi shuddered, hips bucking as shi thrust between hir soft grip. *"For my birthday? But... that's not for a week!"* Shi was trapped, with no knowledge of how long, how to get out, or who was behind it. The glidertoy couldn't stop humping and grinding, toes curling, though if it was in spite of not knowing how bad hir predicament was or because of it is up to interpretation.