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I jumped and nearly dropped the molding kit I had been staring at for the past ten minutes. I was at a loss for how I should respond. I blinked a couple of times and smiled, feeling my cheeks go numb slightly. I looked around but couldn’t find Trent anywhere.\n\n“No need to be embarrassed, we’re all friends here.” The mouse squeaked a small giggle, helping me to relax a little. “First time in an adult shop?” He asked as though it were part of some casual conversation.\n\n“Yeah, my friend Trent said that it would be fun.” My nerves began to subside as I spoke. The little mouse was so disarmingly cute and unthreatening.\n\n“Ah, you must mean the husky I saw looking through our fine selection of dildos.” To that we both had a decent laugh. Trent never seemed to have any qualms about what people thought about him or his sexuality. I was nothing like him, I was closeted and worried that every little thing I said or did would give it away. I could only imagine what was going through the mouse’s mind with regards to my holding a molding kit.\n\n“I’m sure your friend would absolutely die to have a mold of someone as fine looking as yourself.” If I hadn’t been so completely engulfed in the thought of Trent using a mold of myself, I might have realized that he had been flirting with me.\n\n“There you are Cole!” Trent’s sleek black fur shimmered in the light. He was so beautiful and I couldn’t even bring myself to say it. Panther’s always had a way of looking regal. I felt like a deer caught in headlights. The mouse somehow inherently knew that I had the hots for this guy and there was no hiding it, luckily Trent was so oblivious that he would never figure it out.\n\n“Ooh, a molding kit? Good choice. I bet you’ve got one hell of a cock on you.” Trent licked his lips and I felt myself sink back into the shelving a bit, my scales changing color to turn me partially invisible. The panther blew me a kiss, lately it seemed like he would do anything he could to force me to get embarrassed. He seemed to enjoy watching my colors change.\n\nThe three of us made our way back to the checkout counter. I decided that since they had both already seen me looking at it, there was no reason not to get the molding kit. Webb even gave me a discounted price on it. Trent bought a XXL whale style dildo that he couldn’t stop talking about. All the way back to the house he marveled at the shape and how lifelike it was.\n\n“How would you know?” I asked as we made our way inside.\n\n“Remember that year I kept going back to the beach every weekend?” Trent winked and nodded. He then went on to describe in painful detail what it was like to be plowed underwater. Part of me felt a little disconnected, slightly wishing that it had been me he wanted to visit every week.\n\n“Ready to try out that molding kit?” He asked, breaking my thoughts away from the image of him gracefully gliding through the ocean attached to a whale dong.\n\n“What? Right now?” I asked taken aback.\n“Sure, why not? We’re both guys, I’ve seen cock of every shape and size. I’m sure yours won’t be anything new.” He grinned and I began to fade away against the couch we collapsed on.\n\nI pulled out the molding kit and read through the instructions carefully. I knew he wasn’t going to let it go until I went through with it, and honestly something about the thought of him watching me make a mold of myself was slightly erotic.\n\nI shuffled out of my pants, letting them pool around my feet. My underwear snagged on my almost fully erect chameleon cock. Trent let out a long slow catcall and I nearly stumbled tumbled to the floor trying to step out of the pants. Trent was now leaning back on the couch watching the show intently. I hesitantly lowered my underwear, exposing myself in front of another guy for the first time.\n\n“Wow, I never expected you to have such a nice hunk of meat between your legs Cole. It’s going to make an excellent dildo!” Trent reached out and grabbed it in his paw. Part of me wanted to recoil in fear and disgust while part of me wanted to jump him right then and there. The two parts collided in a mixture of fear and ecstasy, leaving me frozen in place. Trent slid the molding kit over my shaft and snapped it in place before pouring the cool molding liquid in through the openings at the top. I felt the liquid shift and slide into every nook and crevice, cradling my balls in suspended animation. At first I felt a bit claustrophobic, nearly reaching down to release the system right then and there. But then I gave in and closed my eyes, letting the cool liquid sooth me into a sort of trance. My scales shifted into a cool blue, the shade they generally became whenever I was at my most relaxed. Trent leaned in, this was it, he was going to kiss me. My scales quickly changed back to match my surroundings as my heart pumped harder and faster.\n\n“Cole, are you okay? I asked if I could borrow the mold when you’re done. If I knew you were going to freak out about it I never would have asked.”\n\n“Huh? What? No, I’m okay.” My head did a 180 degree flip. He didn’t want me, he wanted my cock. Every fiber of my being shouted ‘no, don’t let him have it, he doesn’t deserve it.’ I wanted to yell at him to unleash all of those feelings that had been pent up inside me that I simply couldn’t release from my firm clawed grasp. I felt rejected.\n\nAnd yet…\n\n“That would be… okay. I guess.” I stammered and the Panther gave me a small peck on the cheek.\n\n“Thanks stud.” He laughed and unhooked the mechanism holding the molding kit in place. The plastic slid off, but the substance that was poured in remained as a somewhat solid rubber encasing my still hard dick. Trent twisted it a little and pulled slowly, my cock sliding against the rubber, an air vacuum trying to hold it in place. Within moments I slipped free of the mold. Trent brought it up to his nose and took a long whiff.\n\n“I love the smell of your musk.” Trent winked again and began filling the tube with a second substance. This one was different, depending on how the sun landed it almost appeared to be several different colors. If the mold turned out to be a rainbow, I would just die of embarrassment.\n\nI was about to pull my pants back on when a strange feeling came over me. It was both pleasuring and disconcerting, it felt like a million tiny hands were rubbing themselves over my cock all at the same time. For a moment I feared that I might have been allergic to the casting fluid, but then the feeling subsided.\n\n“Looks like it’s done! Let’s see how the beast came out.” Trent was practically vibrating with excitement. He peeled back a layer of the rubber and as he did so, I felt something slide across my balls. What was that? I reached down and ran my hand all down my sac but couldn’t figure out where the sensation had come from. Perhaps it was a fly or a bug that flew away? Trent placed a hand around the mold’s base and gave a tug. This time I definitely felt it, a phantom hand grasping at the base of my shaft, squeezing it in its grasp.\n\nAs Trent pulled the dildo from the molding cast, I felt the familiar tugging sensation as well as the vacuum of air trying to keep it from slipping out. The shock was too much, I simply stood there blinking with my mouth hung open like an idiot. Trent pulled the object free of the cast. I likely would have marveled at how much it looked like my own, probably would have been shocked to see it currently matched my own scale tone. But there was one part of this experience that caught me so off guard that it bypassed anything else. I could feel Trent’s hand cradling my balls. He was a good five feet away from me, holding the dildo from the base, but the feeling was undeniable. He held the dildo up to his face to get a better look at it and I felt his hot breath enveloping it.\n\n“Whoa. It changed color!” Trent exclaimed. Sure enough, just as my own scales were attempting to match their surroundings, the dildo in his hand had shifted to a dark black to match his paw. He grabbed the shaft and placed it against his body, gawking as the entire thing turned black. I let out a small moan as I felt my shaft sliding against his soft fur.\n\n“I don’t even want to wait, this thing is incredible.” Trent dashed off towards the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him, leaving me standing there in the middle of the room completely naked.\n\n“I can feel it.” I uttered, knowing that he couldn’t hear me but hoping that by saying it out loud I would somehow release its power. Suddenly it felt like something cold had been dripped down onto my cock. I grabbed it but it was completely dry. It must have been from the other room, my mind suddenly focusing on the bottle of lube I had hidden in there. Trent must have found it, or had he known where it was all along?\n\nA hand slid itself up and down my rod. My knees went weak and I fell down onto the couch. I looked down at my cock, it too was dark black, matching the color of the dildo instead of the other way around. It stuck out like a sore thumb among the rest of my camouflaged body. The phantom hand continued to pump, slathering the cold lube all along the length of the dildo. I involuntarily let out a soft moan, closing my eyes and imagining that it was me receiving the hand job from Trent instead of the object he believed to be inanimate.\n\n“Yes, please.” I groaned and arched my back into the couch. I’d dreamed of a day like this all my life, although this wasn’t quite how I imagined it. The pumping ceased for a moment before I felt something rest at my tip. Slowly the pressure eased as warmth enveloped my cock tip. With a few eased thrusts, I soon felt his body clamp down over my own. Rough panther paws gripped the dildo at the base and worked it in and out of the tight panther pucker.\n\nI kept my eyes closed and grasped a firm pillow, imagining it to be Trent’s midsection. From the other room I could hear the groans of my friend as he sexed up the rubber cock, my cock. The two of us were having sex for the first time and yet I wasn’t even allowed to be around for it or even let him know how much I was enjoying it. My back arched once more and before I could grab anything to catch it, my seed popped in a most wonderful hands free orgasm. I fell back into the couch and felt like I was melting in absolute bliss, not caring that my spunk had spilled out over the couch and my own fur. It was amazing. I wanted nothing more than to revel in that moment.\n\nBut Trent had other plans. He too had stopped working the rod. I thought he was about to head out from the bathroom when I heard the sink turn on. Hot water flowed over the sensitive dildo as he scrubbed it clean of the mixture of his own juices and the lube he used. I writhed and grabbed my cock, wishing the feeling would go away and soon enough it stopped. Never before had I been so happy to feel nothing down there. I closed my eyes and smiled lazily.\n\n“Someone had some fun out here. Jeez, you made quite a mess didn’t you. Thanks for letting me borrow this.” Trent dropped the cleaned and dried dildo on my chest. I placed a hand around it and shuddered as I felt my hand grip my own cock. It was a likeness in every single way, every vein and crease in the skin, all the way down to the feelings my body registered simply by touching it. It was marvelous, and I knew what I had to do. \n\n“Why don’t you take it, you’ll get more use out of it than I will.” I threw it back to him and smiled as I felt him catch it in his soft paws. I wanted to be with Trent more than anything in the world, and if this was how it was going to happen, then so be it.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Breaking the Mold

“Found something you like?” The mouse came out of nowhere. I jumped and nearly dropped the molding kit I had been staring at for the past ten minutes. I was at a loss for how I should respond. I blinked a couple of times and smiled, feeling my cheeks go numb slightly. I looked around but couldn’t find Trent anywhere.

“No need to be embarrassed, we’re all friends here.” The mouse squeaked a small giggle, helping me to relax a little. “First time in an adult shop?” He asked as though it were part of some casual conversation.

“Yeah, my friend Trent said that it would be fun.” My nerves began to subside as I spoke. The little mouse was so disarmingly cute and unthreatening.

“Ah, you must mean the husky I saw looking through our fine selection of dildos.” To that we both had a decent laugh. Trent never seemed to have any qualms about what people thought about him or his sexuality. I was nothing like him, I was closeted and worried that every little thing I said or did would give it away. I could only imagine what was going through the mouse’s mind with regards to my holding a molding kit.

“I’m sure your friend would absolutely die to have a mold of someone as fine looking as yourself.” If I hadn’t been so completely engulfed in the thought of Trent using a mold of myself, I might have realized that he had been flirting with me.

“There you are Cole!” Trent’s sleek black fur shimmered in the light. He was so beautiful and I couldn’t even bring myself to say it. Panther’s always had a way of looking regal. I felt like a deer caught in headlights. The mouse somehow inherently knew that I had the hots for this guy and there was no hiding it, luckily Trent was so oblivious that he would never figure it out.

“Ooh, a molding kit? Good choice. I bet you’ve got one hell of a cock on you.” Trent licked his lips and I felt myself sink back into the shelving a bit, my scales changing color to turn me partially invisible. The panther blew me a kiss, lately it seemed like he would do anything he could to force me to get embarrassed. He seemed to enjoy watching my colors change.

The three of us made our way back to the checkout counter. I decided that since they had both already seen me looking at it, there was no reason not to get the molding kit. Webb even gave me a discounted price on it. Trent bought a XXL whale style dildo that he couldn’t stop talking about. All the way back to the house he marveled at the shape and how lifelike it was.

“How would you know?” I asked as we made our way inside.

“Remember that year I kept going back to the beach every weekend?” Trent winked and nodded. He then went on to describe in painful detail what it was like to be plowed underwater. Part of me felt a little disconnected, slightly wishing that it had been me he wanted to visit every week.

“Ready to try out that molding kit?” He asked, breaking my thoughts away from the image of him gracefully gliding through the ocean attached to a whale dong.

“What? Right now?” I asked taken aback.
“Sure, why not? We’re both guys, I’ve seen cock of every shape and size. I’m sure yours won’t be anything new.” He grinned and I began to fade away against the couch we collapsed on.

I pulled out the molding kit and read through the instructions carefully. I knew he wasn’t going to let it go until I went through with it, and honestly something about the thought of him watching me make a mold of myself was slightly erotic.

I shuffled out of my pants, letting them pool around my feet. My underwear snagged on my almost fully erect chameleon cock. Trent let out a long slow catcall and I nearly stumbled tumbled to the floor trying to step out of the pants. Trent was now leaning back on the couch watching the show intently. I hesitantly lowered my underwear, exposing myself in front of another guy for the first time.

“Wow, I never expected you to have such a nice hunk of meat between your legs Cole. It’s going to make an excellent dildo!” Trent reached out and grabbed it in his paw. Part of me wanted to recoil in fear and disgust while part of me wanted to jump him right then and there. The two parts collided in a mixture of fear and ecstasy, leaving me frozen in place. Trent slid the molding kit over my shaft and snapped it in place before pouring the cool molding liquid in through the openings at the top. I felt the liquid shift and slide into every nook and crevice, cradling my balls in suspended animation. At first I felt a bit claustrophobic, nearly reaching down to release the system right then and there. But then I gave in and closed my eyes, letting the cool liquid sooth me into a sort of trance. My scales shifted into a cool blue, the shade they generally became whenever I was at my most relaxed. Trent leaned in, this was it, he was going to kiss me. My scales quickly changed back to match my surroundings as my heart pumped harder and faster.

“Cole, are you okay? I asked if I could borrow the mold when you’re done. If I knew you were going to freak out about it I never would have asked.”

“Huh? What? No, I’m okay.” My head did a 180 degree flip. He didn’t want me, he wanted my cock. Every fiber of my being shouted ‘no, don’t let him have it, he doesn’t deserve it.’ I wanted to yell at him to unleash all of those feelings that had been pent up inside me that I simply couldn’t release from my firm clawed grasp. I felt rejected.

And yet…

“That would be… okay. I guess.” I stammered and the Panther gave me a small peck on the cheek.

“Thanks stud.” He laughed and unhooked the mechanism holding the molding kit in place. The plastic slid off, but the substance that was poured in remained as a somewhat solid rubber encasing my still hard dick. Trent twisted it a little and pulled slowly, my cock sliding against the rubber, an air vacuum trying to hold it in place. Within moments I slipped free of the mold. Trent brought it up to his nose and took a long whiff.

“I love the smell of your musk.” Trent winked again and began filling the tube with a second substance. This one was different, depending on how the sun landed it almost appeared to be several different colors. If the mold turned out to be a rainbow, I would just die of embarrassment.

I was about to pull my pants back on when a strange feeling came over me. It was both pleasuring and disconcerting, it felt like a million tiny hands were rubbing themselves over my cock all at the same time. For a moment I feared that I might have been allergic to the casting fluid, but then the feeling subsided.

“Looks like it’s done! Let’s see how the beast came out.” Trent was practically vibrating with excitement. He peeled back a layer of the rubber and as he did so, I felt something slide across my balls. What was that? I reached down and ran my hand all down my sac but couldn’t figure out where the sensation had come from. Perhaps it was a fly or a bug that flew away? Trent placed a hand around the mold’s base and gave a tug. This time I definitely felt it, a phantom hand grasping at the base of my shaft, squeezing it in its grasp.

As Trent pulled the dildo from the molding cast, I felt the familiar tugging sensation as well as the vacuum of air trying to keep it from slipping out. The shock was too much, I simply stood there blinking with my mouth hung open like an idiot. Trent pulled the object free of the cast. I likely would have marveled at how much it looked like my own, probably would have been shocked to see it currently matched my own scale tone. But there was one part of this experience that caught me so off guard that it bypassed anything else. I could feel Trent’s hand cradling my balls. He was a good five feet away from me, holding the dildo from the base, but the feeling was undeniable. He held the dildo up to his face to get a better look at it and I felt his hot breath enveloping it.

“Whoa. It changed color!” Trent exclaimed. Sure enough, just as my own scales were attempting to match their surroundings, the dildo in his hand had shifted to a dark black to match his paw. He grabbed the shaft and placed it against his body, gawking as the entire thing turned black. I let out a small moan as I felt my shaft sliding against his soft fur.

“I don’t even want to wait, this thing is incredible.” Trent dashed off towards the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him, leaving me standing there in the middle of the room completely naked.

“I can feel it.” I uttered, knowing that he couldn’t hear me but hoping that by saying it out loud I would somehow release its power. Suddenly it felt like something cold had been dripped down onto my cock. I grabbed it but it was completely dry. It must have been from the other room, my mind suddenly focusing on the bottle of lube I had hidden in there. Trent must have found it, or had he known where it was all along?

A hand slid itself up and down my rod. My knees went weak and I fell down onto the couch. I looked down at my cock, it too was dark black, matching the color of the dildo instead of the other way around. It stuck out like a sore thumb among the rest of my camouflaged body. The phantom hand continued to pump, slathering the cold lube all along the length of the dildo. I involuntarily let out a soft moan, closing my eyes and imagining that it was me receiving the hand job from Trent instead of the object he believed to be inanimate.

“Yes, please.” I groaned and arched my back into the couch. I’d dreamed of a day like this all my life, although this wasn’t quite how I imagined it. The pumping ceased for a moment before I felt something rest at my tip. Slowly the pressure eased as warmth enveloped my cock tip. With a few eased thrusts, I soon felt his body clamp down over my own. Rough panther paws gripped the dildo at the base and worked it in and out of the tight panther pucker.

I kept my eyes closed and grasped a firm pillow, imagining it to be Trent’s midsection. From the other room I could hear the groans of my friend as he sexed up the rubber cock, my cock. The two of us were having sex for the first time and yet I wasn’t even allowed to be around for it or even let him know how much I was enjoying it. My back arched once more and before I could grab anything to catch it, my seed popped in a most wonderful hands free orgasm. I fell back into the couch and felt like I was melting in absolute bliss, not caring that my spunk had spilled out over the couch and my own fur. It was amazing. I wanted nothing more than to revel in that moment.

But Trent had other plans. He too had stopped working the rod. I thought he was about to head out from the bathroom when I heard the sink turn on. Hot water flowed over the sensitive dildo as he scrubbed it clean of the mixture of his own juices and the lube he used. I writhed and grabbed my cock, wishing the feeling would go away and soon enough it stopped. Never before had I been so happy to feel nothing down there. I closed my eyes and smiled lazily.

“Someone had some fun out here. Jeez, you made quite a mess didn’t you. Thanks for letting me borrow this.” Trent dropped the cleaned and dried dildo on my chest. I placed a hand around it and shuddered as I felt my hand grip my own cock. It was a likeness in every single way, every vein and crease in the skin, all the way down to the feelings my body registered simply by touching it. It was marvelous, and I knew what I had to do.

“Why don’t you take it, you’ll get more use out of it than I will.” I threw it back to him and smiled as I felt him catch it in his soft paws. I wanted to be with Trent more than anything in the world, and if this was how it was going to happen, then so be it.
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