Cyus had a pretty productive day going for him. Chatting with his friends online and sharing ideas really helped get the creative juices flowing in his head, and he even got to finish drawing two pieces of art in a day!
Now was as good a time as any to take a break, he thought. Drawing could really take a toll after working a few hours straight. Though commissions paid well, Cyus didn’t feel like waiting so long to save up and indulge in pricier stuff.
Like...those thick rubber suits he’d been drawing art of recently. Shiny latex, hugging you tight and—
A loud *knock* interrupted him from his daydream. Cyus got up and walked to the front door of his apartment, not really expecting anyone today. What could this be about?
No one was outside waiting for him, except for a large box, covered in caution tape and numerous warning stickers the young man couldn’t even begin to decipher. It went up to just below his knees and was a little less wide than the door frame he stood in. The box wasn’t the heaviest, and he placed it on top of a table without much trouble.
Was it a gift from one of his friends, or a prank? Ever the emphatic one of the group, Cyus always tried to stay in his friends’ good graces. Well, he was free to ask them later, once he found out what lay within this mysterious package.
A few well-placed cuts later, Cyus opened the flaps of the package. The first thing that hit him was the smell of rubber wafting out of the box. Green eyes peered inside to see a bundled mass of light and dark blue resting within. He hefted the bundle out, unfurling to reveal a three-tailed latex suit!
It seemed just his size too, how’d they get his measurements right...?
Coincidentally, the letters H.O.W. were plastered near the top of the suit’s light-blue chest, right below the singular opening at the neck. He couldn’t recall any company that shared such an acronym, which made the whole situation all the more curious. Aside from that, the suit resembled a fox: a light blue belly with darker blue on the arms and back, the tips of the hands, feet paws and tails also sharing that light blue color, a lot of time and effort surely went into its creation.
This was all too good to be true, but...was he really gonna put the suit on just like that?
Well...without a return address on the box, Cyus had no leads as to how to properly dispose of it. And why should he? It looked pretty high-quality, so it’d be a huge waste if he just tossed it out!
Maybe it was selfish of him to think it but...he deserved something after a hard day’s work. He turned and walked back to his room, the suit in his arms creaking lightly with every step.
...
Cyus shut his bedroom door and locked it, he didn’t want anyone interrupting this experience. He elected to remove his shirt and pants before trying it on, it might get in the way of the rubber. Testing the neck opening, he found it to be quite stretchy, and he raised a leg, ready to slip it inside.
He was really going to do this.
Cyus took a deep breath and plunged his leg through the opening. He shivered as he felt the suit’s slick interior. “Cold!”, his brain shouted, a stark contrast to the suit’s smooth exterior. Maybe it was some kind of coating to help him suit up easier, Cyus rationalized.
His foot pushed deeper into the suit, past the torso and into the leg, until he felt what he thought was the base of the suit’s paw. Before he could complain about the feeling, Cyus followed up with his other leg, pulling at the suit to bring it up to his waist. It was difficult at first, but whatever slime coated his legs made the process easier. He felt his feet slide in a little further, for some reason Cyus knew they were securely in place now.
A deep exhale escaped Cyus’ mouth, heart pounding from what he felt. The inside of the suit seemed to ooze with a latex-like substance so thick, making it difficult for him to properly sense his legs and feet under the layer of shiny rubber. In a gentle manner, Cyus stood up on his paws...no, feet. Ergh, it was hard to distinguish, what with how accurate the vulpine paws looked.
Putting the suit on would take an hour if Cyus didn’t get himself together. Shaking his head in resolve, he heaved the suit up his body, ensuring that he settled the tails on the base of his spine. More of that weird goop settled and stuck to his body the deeper in the suit he went, stickly latex rubbing against his bare skin.
Cyus swiftly stuck one of his arms into the suit’s, pulling it up to his shoulder. His hand felt fully encased in a layer of goo, thickly wrapped around his digits. Reaching back to stretch the neck open one last time, he realized just how cumbersome the paw was, barely able to get a grip on the opening. Before his paw...wait, hand, slipped, Cyus shoved in his remaining arm, hearing a loud squelch from the tight goopy coating.
After waiting a few moments to make sure everything was in place, Cyus waddled over to his full body mirror to get a good look at himself. While his green hair felt a little out of place on the predominantly blue suit, its impeccable shine was nothing to scoff at.
But it didn’t really excuse having to deal with the odd layer of latex on the inside. In fact, the slick interior seemed to squeeze tighter to his body. Cyus squirmed in place, he admitted in his head that it was oddly stimulating, blurring the feeling between skin and the suit more and more as time passed.
The suit felt...refreshingly cool now. Cyus took a few wobbly steps in place before it felt natural to stand on paws that squished ever so slightly, more latex pooling around his extremities with every little movement. He turned his body to the side to get a glimpse of the suit’s...no, his tails! He reached for one of them, squeezing it against his paws. Yeah, three thick appendages of pure rubber, standing tall and proud! Cyus shook his butt, chuckling at the sound of rubber squeaking against itself as he waved his weighty tails around. This was great!
Cyus gave himself a big squeaky hug, the scent of rubber filling the room as he did so. His worries faded as he took in the sensations, stress draining from his body as he fell back onto his bed with a light bounce. Eyes began to grow heavy as drowsiness set in; putting the suit on took more out of him than he thought. At least he felt really relaxed, enough to...rest his head against his tails...for a little while...
ZZzzZzZ... Squeak...squeak...squirk....squeak...
The human groggily opened his eyes to find himself walking through the corridors of some...facility, legs moving of their own accord down the hall.
Was this...a dream?
Cyus tried to focus on his movements, but all he could feel was his footpaws padding along the floor of this mysterious place. He couldn’t shake this weird sensation of his real body sort of...floating within the suit, an odd mix between an out-of-body experience and sleepwalking.
He could feel sweat dripping down his brow, which was weird, since the suit otherwise kept him cool and comfortable, adding to the vividness of the experience.
Cyus arrives at a locked door, his hand...paw raising up to a nearby scanner. The pads squish slightly, translating that feeling directly to his fingertips...weird.
But not as weird as the room he entered.
The smell of rubber lay thick in the air; Cyus had gotten a little used to the scent, but even this made his head feel a little heavy. His body continued onward, and Cyus noticed diagrams being displayed on the walls.
They depicted a bunch of blue, vulpine creatures, all standing in an orderly manner. In another diagram, some of them had lab coats on, others had visors over their eyes, but all were definitely shiny, bodies consisting of rubbery latex.
Is...this the place where his suit was made?
Cyus looked at the opposite wall and saw depictions of the H.O.W. kitsunes manipulating rubber. Creating balls of blue-colored latex out of thin air, moving quickly from place to place as a puddle of goo, even working together to create new suits! It’s like they had this awesome, rubbery superpower! The human looked at them with a growing sense of admiration.
For a single brief moment, Cyus considered the idea that being one of them wouldn’t be too bad...
The ceiling above him gave out a loud mechanical whirr as a panel opened up, a mechanical claw descending with what looked to be the head of one of the visored H.O.W.s, two tubes dangling from its snout.
The claw approached the suited human with intent, bringing the suit head closer and closer to his face. In a moment of lucidity, Cyus attempted to back away, only to find that his paws didn’t budge, stuck fast to a puddle of goo around his feet!
Cyus couldn’t help but blush, leaning back and pressing into his thick tails to try and avoid the head, but the claw maneuvered it above his own head before descending. He reached up with his arms to push it off, but his slick rubbery mitts slid futilely against the latex, head clamping down on him and plunging his vision into darkness.
The kitsune head fused immediately to the suit, rubber melting and merging into the chest to fully seal it around him. Cyus shook his head, tubes flailing a bit before attaching themselves to something on his back and administering a potent gust of gas.
Cyus took it all in, the smell clearing the worries from his head. He noticed that he no longer sweat with the suit’s head on him, finally feeling a bit more calm with each breath. The goop inside pressed against his body more until he couldn’t tell where his body ended and the sut began, but it was fine. After a few moments of waiting, he felt more...complete now.
And that was a good thing. Ever since he wore the H.O.W. suit, he felt nothing but good. Now he was free to just relax and go about his duties. His duties as one of many H.O.W. drones that would work towards getting this facility fully up and running in due time.
The visor over his eyes soon activated, letting Cyus see his surroundings once more, along with displaying a HUD and a miniature map of the whole place. The goop puddle on the floor receded back into his squeaky latex body, and he instinctively manifested a ball of goo like what he previously saw. A new weird sensation swept through his form, causing his rubbery tails to twitch. He...he could control them too! Awesome...Cyus could really get used to this! He laughed, jumping a little while he embraced his squeaky latex form.
The newly created drone exited the room with purpose, navigating effortlessly through intersections and corridors to accomplish his tasks. Cyus bet that his friends would be more than happy to see the new and improved drone, that they’d want to be one too!. He had a lot of work in store, and he was gonna need a few extra sets of paws to get it done!
A small message popped up in the corner of the visor HUD as he settled into his new role: H.O.W DRONE #42, fully online!

Thank you (anon) for the story!