Squeaky Clean

By The Nome King, for Diz Foley

------------------------------

Moonlight shone through the clear glass windows that spanned the edges of the university swimming halls, rows of empty seats surrounded the large glimmering pool, which gave off a rather faint smell of chlorine. No sounds could be heard in the dormant sports halls where so many would gather, except the faint humming of the water pumps which kept the waters within the swimming pool, clean and clear. The university was well known for hosting swimming events, and many would sit in the currently empty seats; to observe their teams competing against one another. Like many university sports teams they had a mascot, in this case it was a large cartoon grey and white crane, and its likeness was painted across the end of the hall where the entrance doors sat.

The sound of a door opening interrupted the relative silence within the hall, as a man pushed one of the entrance doors open. As he walked through the doorway he made sure to close it quietly, before stealthily jogging down the edge of pool towards the other side, looking left and right to make sure he wasn’t being followed or observed. He kept both hands within the pockets of his black hoodie with stitched white trimmings, and the visage of a cartoonish border collie printed on the back. Stitched underneath this cartoon dog, were the words ‘Paddlin’ pooches’. A red bandana hung from his neck, which draped over the front of his zippered hoodie. He looked behind him, brushing his medium length black hair away from his eyes; clearly trying to be as inconspicuous as possible as his jeans scuffled across the floor. He finally made it to the end of the hall and walked over to what appeared to be a cupboard, while his black trainers squeaked a little on the tiled floor of the swimming hall. He removed two bobby pins from his jacket while looking behind him, before starting to fiddle with the lock, clearly attempting to pick it. He looked back again after hearing the noise of a door closing loudly, and gasping in relief after seeing that entrance to the swimming hall remained closed. Turning his attention back towards the door, he resumed picking the lock, and his mouth formed a grin as he finally managed to turn the lock and open the door. 

He wiped the sweat from his brow and goatee with the black sleeve of his hoodie, before sliding the cupboard door open. Inside this storage space lay a large electric pump, several plastic containers filled with deflated toys, a large metal storage container and a pile of small plastic tubs. The cupboard was quite spacious as most of the items were placed against the walls. The intruder was easily able to walk into the spacious cupboard with ease, and knelt in front of the plastic tubs that rested against the back wall. With a grin on his face, he reached into his hoodie pocket and pulled out another plastic tub. Another loud banging sound was heard as he began opening the pots, causing the intruder to turn his head once again, an expression of worry and stress being plastered across his face.

Another sigh of relief left his mouth as he gazed down the large hall, and saw nobody through the double doors. Turning his head back he began unfastening the lid of the container, which had a label reading:

		RE-STAINERS - INDUSTRIAL STRENGTH DYE
		BLUE

This container was filled with light blue crystals, which resembled roughly ground salt. He laid the tub he’d removed from his pocket onto the floor, and unfastened the lid rather large plastic container in front of him, which seemed to be a chemical they used to keep the pool free of bacteria. Another loud bang was heard, and this time he ignored it; guessing it was just another door closing within the sports hall. Within this container was another series of roughly ground white crystals, and the hoodie wearing intruder began to pour the contents of the tub which contained the dye, into the larger container. After emptying all the dye into the tub, he started to mix the contents so that it didn’t look suspicious. He continued carefully mixing it in evenly, until he was certain the pool staff wouldn’t be able to tell at a glance that it’d been tampered with. 

He sniggered to himself and tried to keep his laughter in, imagining the looks on the rival teams faces when they were informed their practice sessions would have to be cancelled. All because the water had inexplicably turned bright blue, right before the big game merely a week from now. Satisfied with his work, he resealed the lid on both containers, before sliding the empty dye tub back into his pocket. 

“Well well well, which one of the dumb mutts we got ere’ then?” A chillingly familiar voice said from behind the intruder, a voice which made his heart skip a beat at the realisation he’d been caught red handed. Turning around he saw three men standing at the door, all wearing the grey hoodies with the team cartoon crane on the front; with the words ‘Crazy cranes’ underneath. 

“Well if it isn’t Daniel, come here to screw around with our equipment eh?” The largest of the men replied with a chuckle, edging forwards into the cupboard while watching Dan scramble to his feet. 

“N…no, Bret. Just came here to um…make sure you weren’t hiding s….steroids” Dan replied as he stumbled over his words, trying desperately to think of an excuse. This response prompted a laugh from Bret and the two other people whose faces he knew, but their names he did not. 

“Hah! Yeah ok sure thing Dan. And even if that were the truth, we’d beat you hands down this time, without the need for any steroids!” Bret said with a chuckle as he put both hands into his pockets and stood fast, as Dan began walking up to him. 

“Hey hey, where’d you think you’re going?” Bret remarked before placing a hand across the black zipper hoodie Dan was wearing, pushing the smaller darker skinned man back with little effort.

“H..hey common Bret, I just wanna get out; not harm right no fowl?” Dan said with a nervous tone of voice, his brow noticeably sweating as he tried pushing against the taller university swimming captain. 

“I don’t think so Dan, GRAB HIM BOYS!” Bret replied before shouting to his friends, who surged forwards and grabbed Dan by the arms, holding him back before pushing him to the ground. Dan didn’t have any time to react before he was thrown to the floor, and let out a gasp as his lower back struck against the hard concrete. He struggled and thrashed around as the two larger and stronger men held his arms back, while Bret leaned down in front of him.

“HEY! GET THE FUCK OFF ME!” Dan screamed as he tried yanking his arms away, desperately trying to resist his aggressors. But despite his best efforts, he could do nothing but watch as Bret leaned into inspect both Dan’s pockets, and pulled out the empty tub.
“Dye eh? You crafty little bastard!” Bret said angrily as he looked over the empty container, before glancing back over to Dan as he continued to struggle. Bret smiled rather deviously, a grin which made Daniel feel even more terrified as he tossed the empty dye container behind him. 

“You know, I had a feeling somebody would come here. We’ve been watching the pool every night for a while, ever since the last incident. And since you seem so fond of our pool Dan, I came up with a rather interesting remedy for our little predicament.” Bret said in an unnervingly calm tone of voice as he walked over to the metal container and leaned down, then opened up the lid and began rummaging through its contents. He pulled out what looked like a rather large loose plastic valve, like the type you’d see on inflatable pool toys. He reached into his pockets and pulled out what appeared to be a clear plastic syringe, within it there was a viscous dark grey substance.

“Show me his belly!” Bret said as he turned the valve upside down, and began applying the thick paste to the back of the spare pool toy nozzle. The other two men unzipped Dan’s hoodie and tugged his shirt upwards; exposing his sparsely haired, brown skinned belly.

“What the hell is wrong with you!? No….STOP!” Dan said as Bret laid the syringe on top of the large industrial sized electrical pump to his left, before leaning down with the nozzle in hand; the thick grey paste still upon its base. Dan gasped in shock as he felt the coldness of the paste and the nozzle press against his skin, and the vicious substance spilled over the edges of the valve and began sinking into his flesh and covering his belly button. Dan shook his legs and tried kicking Bret, but it proved no good as he began rotating the nozzle until it was firmly stuck on his belly. A bizarre shivering began spreading up his spine as Dan looked down at the large white valve that now appeared to be glued to his skin, and watched as the horrible grey paste began to gradually sink into his skin. This began to change the pigment from a light brown, to an almost perfect white, which matched the colour of the glued-on valve.

“W…whattya doing to me?! AHhh…its co….cold!” Dan stammered loudly as the two men who held him down began to chuckle, at the sight as the skin around Dan’s belly began to slowly change colour, the texture also appeared to be altering as well. Dan began thrashing his arms and legs, trying desperately to escape his captors as the sensation of soothing coldness started to spread across his belly; originating from where Bret had plastered the valve. Bret looked down at Dan and his changing belly; smiling happily as he saw the discoloured flesh around the valve, shimmering in the dim moonlight that shone through the glass windows behind them. 

Without saying a word, Bret leaned over and flicked a switch on the side of the electrical pump to his left, and picked up the long plastic hose that sat on the floor. The loud buzzing sounded through the cupboard as the pump began to push air through a long flexible tube, and Dan could feel the air rushing out the tip of that very hose as Bret approached him. Dan’s face expressed fear, as his enemy brandished the pipe like some sort of weapon; with a horrible look that was directed towards his belly.

“You’ll see soon enough” Bret sniggered as he pressed down against Dan’s leg, holding it still while he leaned forward towards the nozzle affixed to Dan’s belly. A sudden wave of strange shivering pleasure shot through Dan’s body like a jolt of electricity as Bret flicked upwards on the soft white plastic valve to open the cap; seemingly feeling his hot fingertips against the squishy rubber as if it was his own flesh. However that was a mere tickle compared to the sudden rush of air he felt leaving the nozzle, a feeling that made him suddenly shudder in sudden overpowering pleasure. This strange orgasmic sensation only served to paralyse Dan’s body, until he felt the pointed attachment of the flexible rubber hose enter the soft plaint valve. 

“URGHHHH….G…GOD!” Dan grunted loudly as he arched his back upwards in shock, moaning at the even more powerful climactic pleasure, which shivered through the valve and into his body as if he was feeling through the plastic like it was part of his very flesh. A pleasing sensation of pressure began to build behind his nozzle, and the vibrations that ran from the pump, through the pipe and into his body sent horrifyingly sensual waves of bliss running through his skin. Dan’s muscles began to relax as his eyes turned upwards in paralyzing pleasure; unable to do anything but gasp as his belly began to slowly expand with the rushing gasses. Daniel felt both men release his arms before letting him gently rest back against the floor, and stood above the helpless person before them. He looked up in terrified confusion as they gazed down at his belly, and watched with gleeful fascination at the sight of the white skin surrounding the valve, taking on a rather glossy appearance. To make matters worse; Daniel felt an even more pleasing sensation, which manifested within the skin around this soft plastic valve; a feeling of tightness. A smile curled across Bret’s face as he saw a dent developing on Dan’s changing flesh, which took on the shape of a clear line that started running up from the value towards his chest, and down to his jeans. This line seemed perfectly straight and began to appear on the unchanged flesh, just before it started tightening up and changing colour. 

With fear and confusion expressed across Dan’s face, he looked down to see what had become of his skin; to inspect what was causing the horrifyingly pleasant feelings that now afflicted the flesh surrounding his belly valve. His eyes widened in shock at the sight before him, gazing over the almost perfectly white skin, and the strange seam that started running up to his upper belly, and upper crotch. With a weak, trembling hand; Dan began reaching down and pressed down against the tight seamed white skin, which appeared shiny under the dim light that shone past Bret’s shoulders. As Dan had half-expected; when his fingertips braced across the surface, a horribly sensual wave of pleasure shot through his body once again. The mere touch of his unchanged skin against the shiny, white seam felt more like touching a hyper sensitive area of erogenous skin. Like somebody teasing his cock, it produced the same pleasurable response, but felt far more sensitive and sensual than anything he’d experienced before. However it wasn’t the feeling touching his skin produced that worried Dan, it was the feeling of the flesh, and the sound it made. It had felt like rubbing against latex, a smooth squeaky surface; which was exactly how it sounded. A creak sounded through the room as Dan’s fingers touched the sexually stimulating rubbery seam, prompting the helpless transforming intruder to shudder once again, and moan even louder this time.

“AAhhhhhH!! W…what’ve you d….d…done to me?! What is this?!” Dan moaned deeply before managing to produce a very simple sentence through the pleasure he’d just felt; stuttering rather obviously as his hand fell to the side of his rapidly inflating belly.

“You’re changing Dan, we need a new mascot. Our old costume isn’t quite catching the crowd’s attention anymore” Bret said as he walked forwards and kneeled down in front of Dan, who remained helplessly prone upon the floor; still paralysed from the feeling of his changing flesh. “We have a friend down at the science lab, a bit of a weirdo; but he got us this special silicon paste. It’s got some interesting properties…properties that’ll give us a brand new mascot. One far more durable and interesting than a man inside a suit” Bret said with a smile, before reaching his hand down and grabbing the hose that remained lodged within Dan’s valve. This sudden movement, combined with all the other arousing sensations had caused his unchanged cock to become slightly more excited than he was comfortable with; and a tight bulge began to grow within Dan’s pants.

“See Dan, you’re becoming our new mascot! A nice simple inflatable that we can blow up, and deflate whenever we’ve got a game on!” Bret said in terrifyingly cold tone of voice, before pressing the hose attachment even further inside Dan’s nozzle, forcing a pleasure response from the terrified transforming human. His head jerked upwards as he gasped in orgasmic pleasure, moaning over the squeaking noises that came from his nozzle, sounds of stretching plastic as he accepted more of the hose within the confines of his soft plastic valve. The tightness in his trousers developing into a full blown erection, his bulging manhood pressing against the fabric and produced a significant bulge. His eyes looked down upon his stomach, and he saw his white seamed belly deforming slightly as Bret pushed down; as if there was nothing beneath it but air.

“Nooooooo!!!! URRghhh god! Yo…you’re lying, it’s imposs…..impossible!” Dan moaned between his words as Bret stood up again after making sure the hose was properly lodged within Dan’s flexible valve, and chuckling at his resistance to the obvious transformation that was ravaging his human flesh.

“See for yourself then, that seam is getting awfully close to your hard dick there Dan!” Bret sniggered as he pointed towards Dan’s embarrassing erection, prompting the other two men beside him to laugh as Dan realised what this meant for his manhood. Daniel blushed and leaned his head upwards and saw the sensitive white seam slowly spreading underneath his jeans towards his throbbing dick, before feeling the skin around his crotch vibrating sensually. This sexually arousing sensation of tightness spread across unchanged areas of his skin, producing audible squeaking sounds as it converted flesh to rubber. Hairs that’d once stuck to the surface of his human skin fell away, leaving smooth squeaky latex skin in its wake. The sensation of his skin changing was unnervingly pleasant; it felt like a cool wave of tightness which made the shiny skin hyper sensitive, and highly sensual to the touch. Dan could hear the squeaking as he leaned forward, the mere movement of which caused waves of orgasmic pleasure to pulsate through his body, centring within the changed areas of his skin; but mostly around his vibrating valve. 

Using what little strength he had; Daniel pushed back against the floor with his hands and propped himself up against the large tub of chemicals, which he’d tainted mere moments before. Now it was he who was becoming tainted, and there was precious little Dan could do other than observe. The vibrations from the hose caused it to wiggle within his valve, and this mere act made him shudder with even more inhuman pleasure. Once he’d gained respite from his paralysing wave of pleasure, he moved both hands down and frantically began unbuttoning his jeans. Because at this point he didn’t care about his decency, as he’d begun to feel his cock and balls grow cold and stiff and feared for what might become of them. 

“No please anything….anything but that!” Dan cried out loudly with blushing cheeks as he tried pushing his pants down, desperately attempting to remove his undergarments at the same time so he could inspect his genitals. Finally he slipped them free, and his heart began to pound even faster at the sight of his cock; seeing the dark skin of his cock changing in colour and texture before his very eyes. 

“No please! Not tha…..aaahhHHHHHHH!!!” Dan shouted while moving his hand towards his cock, before his fingertip brushed across the squeaking white tip of his dick; prompting him to scream in shocking orgasmic bliss. His hands moved away from his dick as he watched it start to move closer to his now rather shiny crotch, the hairs that’d once grown there began to fall away; until the flesh of his glans started to merge with his crotch. This sudden sensation of what felt like cold glue sticking his flesh together, was joined by what felt like a rapid series of pulsating climaxes. They weren’t strong enough to be like an orgasm, but they were powerful enough that it rendered Dan totally comatose with sexual sensations which pulsated through his morphing member. His eyes bulged open, his mouth dropped wide and a groan of uncontrollable pleasure left his maw as his cock started to expand and merge with his crotch flesh; the colour of which had turned totally white. His balls started to tingle as they too began to change, the hairs falling away before the skin began to feel tight and smooth. Sounds of rubber squeaks began to echo through the cupboard as Bret began to laugh at Dan’s disappearing manhood, the other two men moved to his side and began to join him in laughter. Dan’s red cheeks grew ever redder in embarrassment, while a mixture of total fear and horrifying sexual arousal flooded his brain. His balls sunk up into his crotch and began to push the flesh outwards, while the once dark brown skin bleached even more, until nothing but squeaky clean shiny white latex remained. The last of Dan’s member merge seamlessly with his crotch, leaving nothing but a large rounded bump in its wake. The seam that originated from his valve began moving over his bulge, which produced a new series of wonderful vibrations from the squeaking. This torturous creaking caused Dan great pleasure, but served to also render the strength of his muscle useless; as every squeak was like a horrible unwanted orgasm that left him weak and helpless.

“Haha! You look so stupid now, not even a man anymore are you!?” Bret laughed loudly as his friends continued to taunt Dan, enjoying the horror of his predicament and his lack of genitals. Dan looked down again, seeing nothing but a rather large squeaky seamed bulge instead of the cock he’d been so used to. He reached down and tried feeling for his cock, hoping he might find some semblance of his former manhood. Instead the squeaking sound of human flesh against soft inflated rubber filled the room, and moans of agonising orgasmic pleasure left Dan’s mouth. His hands clenched tight across his soft air filled null bulge, realising he was no longer male anymore; but something totally void of sex or gender. But despite the fact he’d lost his sex, the feeling of his hands gripping that bulge felt amazing; more sensual and sensitive than his cock ever did.

“Hah! You’re pathetic Dan, rubbing what’s not there anymore….what’s the matter? Miss your cock little pooltoy!” Bret shouted again, this time really taunting and humiliating Dan’s situation as he continued to moan and rub his null crotch. Finally he managed to pull his hand away, disgusted with himself; that he’d stoop so low as rubbing himself in front of the people who’d done this to him. It felt horrible, and humiliating, but he couldn’t deny he loved how this all felt; but he wasn’t going to let Bret win so easily. 

It’d all started when Bret had forced that hose into Dan’s valve, and he began to wonder if perhaps the rushing air was the fuelling his transformation. More and more of Dan’s flesh began to covert, his belly had become noticeably bigger however and it’d started to balloon outwards a little. The once light brown flesh around his hips and lower back had totally changed, becoming the same squeaky white rubber skin that had replaced his once human belly. He mustered his strength and groaned while reaching down to grab the hose, moaning deeply as the very sensation of movement within his valve sent more pulsating waves of orgasmic bliss through his rapidly changing body. Dan finally gained the strength and yanked the hose free of his valve, but it didn’t produce anything but sudden panic and what felt like a climax. Dan’s body began to shake as air started to gush out of his opening, producing a mind meltingly powerful orgasm that rocked through his whole body, making his belly and crotch squeak with friction and movement.

His once fat belly began to deform and shrink as the air started to leave his body, which Dan seemed unable to stop. Immediately he regretted his actions as he fell back, watching his belly slowly shrink and his bulge deform; as the gasses that’d kept them tight and taught left his hollow form. Bret leaned down with a smile and grabbed the hose, before shoving it back inside Dan’s nozzle which forced him to gasp loudly, as if he’d been holding his breath.

“Sexless AND dumb! You don’t wanna remove that hose Dan, otherwise you’ll go totally soft! Besides…I thought you liked having that inside you!” Bret laughed before stepping back and watching as Dan’s changed belly became taught and tight once again, and his bulging absence of genitals became large and obvious once more. 

“N…..no please….stop thissss” Dan murmured pathetically as he felt shuddering waves of vibrations moving up his body, as new seams started moving up the sides of his torso and back, which ran perpendicular to one another on the other side of his body. The seams felt even more sensitive than the flat areas of his flesh, and the creaking vibrations they produced as they formed made him shiver in delight.

“What stop? I thought you were moaning earlier…are you suuuure?” Bret replied in a sarcastic and patronising tone of voice, before moving the heel of his boot up towards the morphing human’s crotch; and began rubbing the edge of it against Dan’s null bulge.

“NNGgghh!! AHHHHH GOD!! NNNNOOOOooo mmm….moOORE! G…GIVE ME MMOOOORE!” Dan grunted before he screamed at the top of his voice, his moans echoing in the cupboard and the swimming hall as he tried his hardest to resist the shuddering pleasure that ran through his sexless crotch. His protests rapidly became begging for more, as the sensations of squeaking rubber and vibrating latex made it neigh-on-impossible to resist the desire for more. More vibrations of rubber against rubber shuddered through his belly and into his changing chest; which produced sensations even stronger than those he felt within his valve. Despite the orgasmic feelings his null bulge provided; Dan couldn’t believe what he’d just said, trying his hardest to speak once again but being silenced before he could begin as Bret turned his boot around and around upon his squeaking bulge. The pressure caused it to deform as nothing but air stopped it from moving inwards, which made it feel even more sexually arousing. His whole body vibrated and squeaked with the newfound alien bliss which his squeaky pooltoy parts provided. 

“That’s a good null toy, you like that don’t you?” Bret said in a much calmer tone of voice as he twisted his boot heel against Dan’s featureless seamed bulge, watching his eyes rolling around in pure unbridled ecstasy. The direct forced application of pleasure upon Dan’s squeaky form, caused more of his flesh to be consumed by the spreading squeaky latex, and deep down; the soon-to-be pooltoy only wanted more. He began to feel his skin squeaking between his buttocks next; wincing a little as his pucker clenched tightly before merging into a smooth featureless area, leaving nothing behind of his digestive system but smooth seamed rubber.

Creaking noises began to emanate from his backside as it became rounder and larger; his body sagging down on the fat inflated mass while a pressure began to build around Dan’s lower back. He could feel something slowly pressing against the floor behind him. It felt like the rest of his rubbery skin, like some sort of sensitive squeaky pliant object pressing out from his smooth seamed flesh. IT began to gain length and width, and it felt almost like air was inflating a balloon. Even louder moans filled the room as his body shook in alien delight at the friction produced by whatever grew from his rear, the size of which appeared to be increasing rapidly, as more and more air was pumped into his hollow belly. What frightened and aroused Dan the most, is he could feel the pressure within his belly growing weaker as the gasses moved through his body and into the growing appendage. He could feel the air pressing against various parts of his changed skin, moving upwards inside his unchanged human body like some sort of bulldozer, moving everything aside so the warm pleasing gas could grow outwards and fatten him up further. Finally a loud squeaking pop sounded from his behind, and his whole torso shifted forwards at the sensation of the new growth becoming tight and taught as the air filled him up once again; leaving his body fat and rounded like before. Dan could actually feel a strange sense of movement coming from behind him, which he appeared to have a measure of control over. His eyes looked back up and Bret in confused and saw the mascot printed upon his t-shirt; the cartoon crane with its white and grey colour scheme looking horribly familiar, along with the fat cartoon feathers that grew from it’s rear. He realised then that Bret’s words were true, and that he was literally becoming an inflated version of their mascot; tail and all!

“Ahhh! Oh god my….my heart I…I can’t b…breathe!” Dan squealed in shock at the sudden realisation of his eventual fate; before suddenly gasping for air. His heartbeat began to suddenly slow down and his lungs felt like they were filling with air. It felt like he was taking in too many breaths, and the suddenly he felt his lungs slowly stop working, his whole body shook as he no longer felt his heart beating either. Dan lay back and looked up at the ceiling in shock and fear at the realisation his heart and lungs had ceased to function, yet he felt nothing but pleasure shuddering through him as Bret moved his foot around again and caused Dan to let out a rather loud squeak from his mouth.

“ARrghh….EEEKK!” Dan tried to say, his moans being cut off mid-sentence as the last gasp of air exited his lungs and produced an audible squeak. Bret suddenly burst out laughing and removed his foot from Dan’s deformed crotch bulge, before it suddenly popped back into its original shape.

“Haha! you sound so stupid Dan! Go on try say something!?” Bred said loudly as he realised that Dan’s chest had almost fully changed, as his shirt was visibly ballooning from the changing rubber beneath. And although Dan tried to speak at that point, he could only feel a series of vibrations shuddering through his throat that produced an audible, rubbery creaking noise. This response only made the men even more amused as he began trying to speak again, aroused and terrified by the concept of not being able to speak. However these noises being amusing wasn’t the only thing bad about his lack of voice, as as the squeaking sounds that came from his throat produced the same pleasure response as the creaking rubber of his body. This only worsened as he felt the skin around his neck and shoulders tighten and squeak loudly too, and Dan shuddered as he couldn’t deny how good it felt to feel more of his skin turning to smooth squeaky rubber. His cheap shirt began to rip away as his inflating body beneath, sundered the fabric and revealed the shiny rubber beneath that’d begun to push through the holes of his garment. As the skin around his shoulders and upper arms turned to the same squeaky rubber as his torso, he felt the limbs losing their strength as they began to fall to the sides of his body. Dan then felt the sensations of squeaking tightness spread up his neck, the skin feeling stiff as his skin slowly transformed into soft inflated rubber which began to encroach towards his face. 

“Oh man this turned out better than I’d hoped! Hey Dan, if you can speak the words…we’ll turn you back into a human. Go on, just ask us!” Bret said with a smile before laughing at Dan’s expression of hopeless shock, his mouth opening up to speak but instead only squeaks left his maw. His eyes turned upwards as this produced another series of vibrations that rocked through his body, until his shirt finally ripped apart and revealing his ballooning inflated white chest. Bret burst out laughing again, watching the terrified and aroused Daniel squeaking helplessly before them, his whole torso had now been totally transformed and the white rubber glimmered in the moonlight. Dan moved his squeaking neck down as he felt the skin around his neck vibrate with movement, realising that his whole torso was totally converted. He felt neither a need to breathe, nor a heartbeat within what felt like empty space. He even felt lighter than before.

Deep down, Daniel knew he couldn’t escape, but still he tried to move his arms and legs as he felt the strength waning from the muscles. The spreading air began to push down his libs, through his arms and legs as they began to press against his jeans and jacket. Further sounds of ripping echoed through the cupboard as Dan’s shirt ripped apart at the sleeve, and his jacket began to slide down his arms, as the bones that’d once existed within his shoulders were no longer present. He felt his limbs shifting backwards, and his jacket slid over his sensitive squeaky flesh, before his arms moved back to his sides as the jacket fell over his tail, leaving him mostly naked from the waist up. His hands began to vibrate and creak as the flesh began to change, the sensations of tightness felt amazingly sensual to the confused young man. Seams running from underneath his smooth hairless rubber armpit, and from the edge of his neck and across the top of his shoulders; started to creak into place across his hands. He could feel his individual fingers losing their dexterity and movement as the once light brown flesh continued to turn white like the rest of his body, all except some seamed grey patches around his shoulders, and his upper legs.

Dan couldn’t help but open his mouth to moan, instead squeaking rather loudly which only produced even more creaks, to join the noises that emanated from his changing hands. He felt the flesh puffing up and becoming shiny like his torso. The nails slowly disappeared behind smooth pointed flesh as the tips pushed out into blunt tips; the seam that ran from his underside of the arm, met with the crease that ran from his shoulder. They met in-between his two middle digits, producing a perfect line as if Dan had been made in a factory, and sealed together like a common pooltoy. His arms inflated more and grew fatter, his eyes turning upwards within his head as the sensitive sensations of pleasure spread into his newly transformed hands; which appeared more like the feathery wings of a bird than human appendages. The familiar sensation of ballooning flesh began to become apparent around his elbows as several small bobs of pointed latex grew out from his light hollow pooltoy arms, appearing like smaller feathers from a distance. He could feel them in the same way as his fingertips, as his entire body felt like it was becoming one giant erogenous zone, and the slightest movement from his arms, tail and belly; produced a powerful orgasmic wave of alien bliss across his entire surface area. Where he’d felt the climax emanating from within his body before, now he felt it through his skin instead. The feeling of orgasmic bliss however was a full body sensation, and although some areas felt more sensitive than others; his whole body shared in that pleasure.

Dan couldn’t believe what was happening to him, yet presented with the sight of the huge inflated crane wings instead of hands; it eliminated what little doubt he’d had before. His worrisome thoughts were short lived, as another sudden but horrifyingly pleasurable sensation of orgasmic bliss shot through his inflated form; brought about by the sudden pressure against his bulge once again. Bret had pressed his foot back down against Dan’s bulge, however he wasted no time in scraping the rubber sole across Dan’s sensitive latex skin. This produced all manner of creaks, squeaks and shuddering vibration that forced even more squeaks from the humans changing maw. Unable to make any other sounds; he could only watch as Bret leaned forwards, resting his weight against the pressurised pooltoy crotch.

“Don’t worry Dan, we’ll take good care of you. All you need to do is just give in, isn’t that what you want?” Bret smiled as he sunk his heel into Dan’s crotch, before leaning forwards and grabbing the hose; then started twisting it within Dan’s nozzle, forcing his cheeks to turn white as the latex spread up towards his face, and down near his feet. “Don’t you just love how this feels? Don’t you want to be a good little toy?” He continued with a smirk, continuing to taunt Dan with the indescribable ecstasy.

Dan began to lose his sense of spatial awareness as his thoughts began to dilute, his head started to feel tight and pressurised as the air started to work its way into his head. Loud popping noises sounded from his shoes as his stretching rubber flesh pushed his jeans even further down his legs, until they became caught upon his feet. His legs had taken on a light grey colouration, which still looked shiny and smooth like the rest of his inflated rubber body. Another loud pop sounded from his trainers as suddenly he felt his feet compress around the opening of his shoes. They slid out the opening, until his morphing grey human shaped feet appeared before him. His jeans fell to the floor, leaving Dan virtually naked apart from his red bandana that still hung from his squeaky rubber neck. Through the horrible paralysing pleasure, Dan managed to see and feel the sensations of his feet morphing away. He knew what they’d become, yet he denied that he wanted it; even though the feelings he derived from this hyper sensitive body were too much to resist. 

His eyes turned upwards at the creaking vibrations that shuddered up from his feet, the feeling of his toes popping loudly as the changing skin fused together, producing three distinct fat digits. The flesh fully transformed into shiny grey rubber before the digits started pushing forwards, squeaking loudly as the air began to fill and expand inside the hollow avian toes. He even saw the seams that’d run down his leg slowly start to form around the soles of his feet, forming a separate padded section. His light, air filled body; shook and vibrated with ecstasy as a brand new digit began to push out from the Dan’s heel, sending even more blissful waves of pleasure shuddering up the pressurised pooltoy body. 

Dan shook and squeaked loudly as his felt his cheeks puff outwards, his hair began to fall away while the human skin became tight and smooth; changing colour until it was the same smooth shiny rubber that the rest of his body was comprised of. His eyes rolled about as Bret smiled, gazing into Dan’s face and watching what little resistance he had, slowly fade away. He grinned twisted the hose within his nozzle, while his foot pressed even harder against his bulge; whittling away his humanity piece by piece. The null pooltoy crotch deformed again around Bret’s boot, until it started to almost wrap itself around the tip; producing even more violently strong climactic sensations through his body. 

The pleasure was almost like torture, it was like being kept on the very brink of a mind-blowing orgasm, yet Dan couldn’t tip the scale; he couldn’t cum as he had nothing more to cum with. His eyes rolled upwards, his body vibrated as he started wagging his tail with what little movement he could, as his feet stretched forwards, his newly formed avian-like digit that extended from both heels began to clench into a ball with newfound dexterity. He felt his new fat crane feet clenching and wiggling, producing even more creaks and squeaks which shuddered up his fully transformed neck, and into his face. 

He would have moaned if he had the lungs, he would have blushed if he possessed the skin to do so, he’d have cum long ago if he’s still possessed his prostate; but alas he could do none of these things. 

Instead he was kept at the brink of satisfaction, enduring pleasure which felt as if it would never end. Dan’s perception of time began to slow, as he felt the pressure push fully within his head, pushing against his face and forcing squeaks to leave his open maw. Bret noticed Dan’s changed inflated crane feet had begun to clench like the hands he no longer possessed, as his nostrils began to seal up; and his nose started to push out. Seams developed around the corners of his mouth and around the top of his nose, while the flesh around his maw and nasal bridge began to tighten and change into the same light grey colour as his legs and feet.

Dan’s eyes remained wide open as he felt a powerful vibration running through his head as his fusing nose and upper lip began to push out into a point, while a seam started to run down the top of this beak-like growth. His teeth began to sink into his gums as the moist flesh dried up, tightening into rubber while all the cartilage and bone started to melt away until smooth shiny plastic remained; sending even more blissful squeaking sensations through Dan’s morphing face. His lower jaw followed suit, until he saw the beginning of his squeaky inflated beak pushing forwards. Another wonderfully sensitive seam creaked loudly as it formed underneath his eyes, around his cheeks and behind his head; more super-sensitive grey rubber appearing from the once light brown human flesh. The last of Dan’s hair fell away as the pleasure began to build within his face, and just like the rest of his body; it was becoming just another smooth erogenous zone. His entire body shook and vibrated as he shook his tail, wiggled his wings as they rested against his side, his fat birdlike feet wiggling in bliss as Dan began to feel his sense of humanity slowly draining away; as his desire to be just a dumb inflated toy became even stronger.

Longer and wider his growing beak became, his teeth totally disappeared into the inflating flesh, while more vibrations shuddered through his sensitive beak, as the air caused the hollow latex membrane to become taught. His thoughts clouded even further as the skin around his scalp started to squeak loudly, the human skin tightening, changing and becoming the same smooth grey rubber as his beak. Thoughts began to fade from his mind, and he found it almost impossible to think of anything other than the pleasure that his new squeaky body provided. Bret leaned in and pushed more of his boot against Dan’s null bulge, the sexless pooltoy shaking and squeaking in agonising bliss as he realised a good portion of his crotch had formed around his shoe; the air displacing within his form and making everything else tighter and harder. His face popped loudly as the last few centimetres pushed forwards, his newly fully formed beak and the rubberised tongue within felt even harder as Bret leaned in to slowly pull the hose away from Dan’s belly. 

Dan tried to think, tried to remember how he’d gotten here, what his name was and if he’d been anything but a happy squeaky toy. But he could think of nothing but pleasure as the last worries faded from his bran; and he became quite literally; an airhead. Popping sounds echoed in the storage room as three tiny feathery bumps extended up from the top of his head; and squeaked into place. Realising now that Dan’s entire head had been filled with air, Bret leaned back off Dan’s null crotch and continued twisting the hose within Dan’s valve. The combined sensations of his squeaking wings, tail, feet and beak, combined with the vibrations of the pump; proved to be too much pleasure for his air-headed brain to process, leaving him a totally helpless state of blissful pleasure and compliance. His eyes remained wide open as he saw Bret slowly tugging on the hose, and tried to look around. He would have panicked had he realised he couldn’t move his eyes anymore, but he felt nothing but ecstasy and the want to be complete. And instead of being able to look around, his vision became locked into the forwards position. His field of vision began to widen however, allowing him to see in great detail; everything within a large radius in front of him. His ears began to squeak as they sealed up, and started to pull into his smooth head. The noises of the pump became muffled, his eyesight became limited which only heightened his already hyper sense of touch. Bret watched as Dan’s eyes glazed over, the eyelids merging into his head which left his eyes open permanently, before the remaining human flesh became nice shiny rubber. The features of his eyes remained however, but flattened out. And new seams framed around Dan’s two new toony eyes; until nothing but a fat avian pooltoy remained of Daniel Foley. 

Bret smiled and tugged the hose free from Dan’s nozzle, and suddenly his body went into shock. All that build up suddenly was let loose, and a powerful alien orgasm that only a hyper sensitive pooltoy could perceive; started to spread through his unprepared body. Dan smiled as his eyes remained locked forwards, unable to close them, unable to move his wings or feet as the air rushed out through his valve. He could feel his body sinking down as the air rushed out of his valve, producing sensation he couldn’t have described in mere words. Squeaks and creaks began to emanate from Dan’s creasing body, his whole deflating skin becoming floppy and weak. Dan felt no more panic, he felt no more fear; with his new stupefied pooltoy thoughts he only cared about pleasure now. 

He felt his vision darken as the last traces of air rushed out of his valve, and the alien orgasmic rush he’d felt began to die down. Pure relaxation and blissful peace gripped Dan’s mind, his pleasurable pooltoy orgasm had left him in a literal pile of rubber, and the last squirt of air left the valve; forcing Dan to sink into a peaceful dream filled sleep. 

“Wow….” Bret said finally as he stared down at the crinkled up pooltoy, with the red bandana still wrapped around the sagging neck. 

“Well then, that was entertaining. You guys grab his clothes, I’ll pack him away. Then inform the pool staff that we’ll need some replacement chemicals, as our current batch is tainted” Bret said as he pointed towards the shredded shirt, sagging jacket, jeans and empty shoes. The two men nodded and began gathering up Dan’s items, while Bret began rolling his new pooltoy up. He started folding his feet up towards his deflated face, pushing the last few spurts of air from his nozzle, causing a few squeaks to leave his open beak. Bret left the bandana around his neck before rolling his flat airless body up and looked across to the storage container, which had lots of other squeaky plastic toys packed away on top of each other. 

“You’re going to make such a good mascot and toy when we re-inflate you; I think you’ll enjoy performing for us” Bret said quietly while he pressed Dan against the other toys after opening the lid, knowing full well he’d regain his full self once re-inflated, and would-be more than happy to do whatever they wanted with him. He pressed the lid back down on the storage container and left the cupboard, as his two friends walked out with what remained of Dan’s possessions. Bret looked back in the closet and flicked the switch on the pump, before grabbing the syringe and closing the doors. The swimming hall became quiet once again, apart from the humming of the pool pumps, the gentle splashing of water, and the muffled squeaking of the brand new pooltoy sinking into rubberised null bliss within its new plastic home.

Leaving it to ponder upon its new, squeaky clean existence!