Chaos hums slightly to himself as he starts down the driveway, shivering slightly from the cool fall breeze blowing through the air as his eyes eventually land on a large package towards the end of the driveway. The husky had a party coming up soon, having been invited by his friends to hang out on Halloween. He always did love costumes, dressing up as others. It was a fun thing to do. Though he never really got much of a chance to do so. Rubbing the back of his head with a small hum Chaos smiles down to the box, blushing slightly as he felt slightly embarrassed by how excited he was getting. But he quickly shakes it off and starts to head inside. It wasn’t much but he had picked up a dragon costume, it wasn’t meant to be much. Just a little Jake Long outfit for the upcoming halloween party. But he still couldn’t help but just feel excited about getting to dress up as a cool dragon for a bit. He knew a lot of his friends would probably love it too. Simping over his big strong dragon body. He quickly shakes his head though, trying to clear away those thoughts. After all, it wasn't anything like that. Just a small little get together for fun. Even as he feels himself getting a bit hotter at the sheer thought of having some more “fun”
Eventually making his way back inside he sets the box down wasting no time in quickly popping it open. Reaching down into the box he grabs onto whatever is packed inside. Slowly pulling out the head of the costume. Slowly looking it over with a giddy smile. He couldn’t believe it was actually here. In fact looking over it now he couldn’t believe how good it looked. The detail on the head was perfect. If he didn’t know any better he might have even mistaken it for a real dragon head. If the rest of the costume looked like this he couldn’t wait to see it. Slowly, and carefully setting it off to the side he goes back to looking through the box a few more times with a slight hum. Digging around a few more times as he frowns, eventually pulling back.. Nothing? “What the?” He mutters quietly to himself before lifting up the box and turning it over, dumping out all of the packing peanuts to the ground, the only thing that falls out is a small slip of paper.
“Where the hell is the rest of the thing?” He mutters, crossing his arms as he kneels down and picks up the slip of paper. It appeared to be a receipt for the purchase, looking it over it did once again confirm his purchase. A full Jake Long dragon costume, though even as he attempts to scan the ground he only sees the head that he had pulled out. Furrowing his brow he sighs in annoyance to himself. Taking a seat on the couch he looks up slightly. He couldn’t really just order a replacement now, the costume already took a few days to get there, and with the party being here tonight he was sorta out of luck.. So the question was what could he do now. Maybe he could dress as something else. But he didn’t want to just waste the dragon head he spent so much money on. Picking it up again he starts to look it over, running his fingers over the area around the mouth, and then the neck. He really didn’t want to just leave it alone. A soft sigh leaving his mouth as he bows his head. Giving a shake of his head as he picks up the mask and makes his way towards his office.
Setting the mask on the desk beside him with a few more muttering complaints under his breath he turns on his PC and starts to do a bit of research. Leaning forwards with a small annoyed hum. While waiting for it to start up his attention turns over to the head once more. This time lifting it above his head, turning his gaze upwards with a good bit of curiosity. Looking along the inside of the mask he can’t help but notice just how weird it looked. The slick, black texture wasn’t like anything he had ever seen before. The closest thing he could think of was latex, but pushing a hand into the mask he runs his fingers along the inside, shuttering softly as he pulls his hand back out, having touched something wet, and cold. Looking at the strange slimy liquid sticking to his fingers Chaos stares at it for a few moments. Pressing his fingers together for just a moment, before bringing them to his snout. Sniffing at it a good few times. Though thankfully, it didn’t seem to have much of a scent to it.
Pulling his fingers away he wipes the slime against his pant leg. While he didn’t think too much of it at first he realizes that it was probably some kind of cooling gel, meant to keep the wearer’s body temperature in check. Shivering slightly at the thought of having it stuck to his fur though. Still holding it softly with one hand he starts to look into the hole once more, though this time as he stares into it, he starts to feel his mind spin and swirl ever so slightly. He wasn’t too sure what was happening though as his head started to fill with strange thoughts. Biting his lip softly as he tries to think a bit clearer on what was happening. Feeling thoughts of putting on the head right now. Which of course he was going to do for the party anyways. Though maybe he could wear it right now while looking for what else he could wear. It might even give him a bit of inspiration for how he could still try to cobble together an outfit around the head.
Slowly starting to lower it over his head he shivers again. Feeling that thick cooling gel sticking to his body, steadily soaking up into his body, while it felt strange, the feeling made him continue to shiver. Slowly as time passes he starts to feel the gel settling into his body, starting to relax a small huff leaves Chaos’ mouth as he finally turns his attention back to the computer screen. Starting to look around the web for some kind of inspiration, looking up some fanart of the college dragon. Though slowly bit by bit, he finds himself getting lost in the images. Staring at them, blushing heavily as he bites his lip softly. Looking over his strong, masculine body. His toned, but still smooth form. It made him squirm and shiver as he stared at it. It made his heart race as he bit softly at his bottom lip. The strange feeling was almost something of jealousy. His mind drifts slightly, thinking about how he must be getting a bit light headed. Maybe the gel was starting to get to him. He was focused on these other thoughts too that he didn't even notice the mask moving with him. If he went to bite his lip the mark's maw would move to follow. Or if he blinked, the eyes would too.
Giving a small shake of his head after a few.moments he let out a small groan. "O-okay maybe I should take this off for now.." He mutters quietly to himself, reaching his hands up to his neck. Running it around the mask.. Then again, and again, and again. Searching for the seam to take it off. Though he could find the thing. Even moving his fingers down to the base of his neck and further down to his shoulders. Trying to dig in nails under it. Though feeling a slight jolt of pain through his neck he grunts and quickly pulls his hands away. "W-what the hell?" He questions still feeling at the neck before reaching his claws up to his face. Feeling over the mask, he could still feel his own face underneath. Maybe he was just panicking over nothing? It was just a mask after all, it couldn't have actually fused with his head. Taking a few deep breaths he shakily tries to calm himself down, shivering Chaos gets up and makes his way towards the bathroom.
It was only a thought he had. But he couldn't help but feel his mind drifting again. Thinking of just how hot Jake was, how cool it would be to be the beefy dragon man himself. A murr leaves his mouth again, before giving a quick shake of his head. Doing his best to focus he opens the bathroom door, placing himself right in front of the bathroom mirror. Staring deep into it. Pulling and tugging on the mask, while he could still feel the real him underneath the gel seemed to stick pretty well, pulling on his real face as well. Wincing softly as he groans out, the feeling was confusing and dazing all the same. But at the same time he could feel a strange pleasure slowly starting to spread across his body with each, and every movement he took. Each tug on his face brought with it a nice, lovely feeling that he couldn’t even explain. But as he did so he could hear something else in the back of his head. A voice that was steadily starting to grow, overtaking his mind the more he toyed with himself, slight hints of drool dribbling down his outer maw.
“There’s nothing to worry about dude, just relax. You love this don’t you?” The voice echoes through his mind. Which was already growing weaker as the steady confusion spread through it. A soft murr of pleasure leaving his mouth, eyes rolling backwards as he gives a slow nod. It did feel good, he did love it. Even if he didn’t know what it was, he just knew that he had to enjoy it the best he could. “Why don’t we go take a seat, sit down and see how far we can take this. It would be best to get into costume now wouldn’t it?” As that voice speaks to him once more something seems to click in Chaos’ mind. That’s right he did order a full costume after all. Looking back up to the mirror he watches as the neck of the mask moves further downwards, slowly swallowing up more, and more of his body. But soon his entire head and neck are covered by the mask. Though Chaos seems wholly unaffected. Simply turning on his heels as he starts to make his way back towards his office, for a moment losing all sound in his ears. Before suddenly his senses pop back on.
The costume’s ears twitch softly, reaching a claw up curiously tugging on the costume’s ears. A slight grunt leaving his mouth as he winces and quickly pulls his hand away. He didn’t quite understand it. But it seemed his head or at least his ears had fully merged with the mask. While he felt like he should be worried, all he could feel was a steadily building excitement swelling in his chest. Squirming slightly with a pleased chuckle, eventually taking his seat once more in the office chair. Feeling his heart race as he reaches up. Giving his muzzle a squeeze, reaching into his maw to see if he could still feel his own inside of the costumes. Though upon doing so he was only met with the inside of one, much larger draconic maw. One that was warm to the touch, he could practically feel the heat coming from deep within. Even feeling his gut starting to warm up slightly as he felt over his body. Was this really happening? Was he truly transforming into a stud of a dragon? A part of him wondered if all of this was a dream, but he didn’t want to focus on that, instead pushing those thoughts out.
Giving his head another shake Chaos takes a small look down, feeling a growing tingling in his feet. Lifting one of his paws up, resting it on his desk he watches as the claws on the tip of his paws slowly start to swell outwards. Growing sharper, and longer just a tad. But alongside that he could feel the muscles on his legs and feet growing as well. Power bulking throughout his body as he groans softly, his hands twitching slightly as he reaches down, rubbing softly at it as the gel stuck to his fingers slowly starts to coat the tops of his paws. Chaos barely noticing as they start to shift and change around. Growing longer, more muscular. As the fur is slowly overtaken by the bright red goop that clung tight to his body. Curling his toes with a slight groan of pleasure he steadily starts to sink down into his seat, staring at his foot as the gel solidifies, turning into patches of bright red scales that gleam slightly in the dim glow of his computer screen.
A small, dazed grin slowly spreads across Chaos’ lips clenching and unclenching his feet as he gives them a few small wiggles and chuckles slightly at the sight of his own paws. “God they look so big.. So strong.. I wonder if the rest of me will look like that?” He muses to himself mentally. Unable to pull his gaze away. Everything spinning in his mind, slowly taking it in as the smell of latex fills his senses. While the gel seeped deep into his body, into his brain coating it in a similar gel. Thoughts continue to fill his mind. Telling him about how good he felt, how good he looked. Of course he did after all! He was a big, buff, beast of a dragon. He had to be awesome, he had to be hot like this. There was no other option for him! Dumbly raising an arm he flexes slightly, there wasn’t too much to look at though, sure the husky was in shape. He looked good, but he wasn’t dragon fit. He wasn’t strong enough to really pull off that look of Jake Long. But he knew that would be fixed soon enough. He could feel the gel continuing to spread slowly starting to crawl up his legs.
As more of his fur is covered, and replaced with draconic scales Chaos could feel his body bulking up ever more. His entire leg throbbing with power, growling softly under his breath, Chaos' eyes roll back. Stretching out his leg as he lets out a huff and growl of pleasure. Smoke poured from his open maw, down the sides of his face. He could feel that burning sensation in his chest. Not any burning that hurts. But filled him with a nice, burning hum of pleasure. That feeling of fire building in his chest. It wasn’t enough to fully ignite quite yet. He still needed a bit more of that burn to bring him to full power. He needed to get stronger. He needed to be more like that dumb dragon jock~ Pushing his chest out he tries to flex even harder. Wanting nothing more than to just show off that power. To prove how strong he is. Grunts and groans leaving his mouth as he snorts. Smoke leaving his nostrils as he grins. Despite how strong he felt as stopped flexing with one arm to feel over his transforming thighs he could feel just how soft, and smooth his scales were.
The perfect mix of the power coursing through him, and the softness of his body gave him that perfect toon feeling. Showing he was just that, a cartoony dragon. He was buff and powerful, but also made to be at least somewhat cute as well. But it didn’t matter too much for him, he was going to be ripped. He couldn’t wait to show off to the rest of his friends. Eyes drifting downwards. Looking down to his lower half, watching the changes continue. Watching the gel overtake his crotch. Pressing down, and compressing his crotch and ass. Smoothing them out as they grow null, and smooth. Perfect for a toon, he didn’t need anything too lewd. While it was an adult costume party, he still had to be presentable after all. His tail slowly starts to sway and flick around. Excitement pouring through his mind as he shakily starts to get up. Struggling a bit to get used to his new legs. Surprisingly dragon feet felt a good bit different from his usual canine paws. But once he was used to it he looked behind him. Trying to get a good look at his tail before sighing and hurrying over to a mirror.
Peering into it as he turns his back to the object he stares at his tail, trying to steady the thing as he watches thick, red goop steadily crawling up the base of his tail. Despite all of the changes he could feel this was the strangest. While he tried his best to stop his tail from wagging in excitement. It was incredibly difficult to hold still, though as the changes started to spread themselves it halts his tail’s movement on its own. Causing the curled husky tail to push down, growing straight and rigid as it twitches just slightly before halting completely. Chaos can only stare in amazement as the gel stretches past where his tail tip ends. Growing longer, thinning out the further it goes. Slowly growing into a massive, long dragon tail. Tipped with green spikes that run further up his back towards the base of the tail. As the changes finish he regains control of his tail. Flicking it around as he looks up, catching a glimpse of his face in the mirror. Staring back at the dragon’s head, which for just a moment moves on its own to give him a quick wink.
Clenching his fists as he looks down towards his arms Chaos grins once more, feeling power coursing through his body as the gel slowly starts to crawl up his back. Making him shutter as he could feel small bumps starting to form on his back, draconic spines slowly swelling up as he lets out a small groan. It was hard to think straight and focus, the growing power and bulk swelling throughout his body he braces himself against the desk. Gripping the edge of the desk, digging his nails into the wood with a deep shuddering moan. He could feel his gut swelling up slightly while finally the gel covering his shoulder started to move downwards. Slowly moving down his form, making sure he could feel each and every inch of the gel slowly covering his form, eating away at the fur and merging with his body. He could feel it, he could feel what he was becoming, all of these thoughts of getting stronger filling his mind. Telling him to fill himself with power, to get stronger. To really show off, it was the perfect costume.
With something like this he knew he could get into character, not just physically, but mentally too. He would become the dragon in mind and body, telling himself this as he could feel that fire building hotter in his chest, feeling his stomach rumble deeply as he tilted his head upwards. The gel overtook his gut to show the soft dragon underbelly. Somehow even smoother than his other red scales. As he tilts his head back he feels a tingle moving up from his gut and towards his maw. He keeps his mouth shut, not wanting to cause any damage as small flecks of flames flicker out of the sides of his mouth. Letting another muffled moan out as he digs his nails even further in. Once the fire slowly fades from his gut he opens his mouth again, taking a deep breath as he can still feel the heat tingling in his mouth. The feeling being something he couldn’t possibly imagine. It felt so strange, so alluring. Though with his body still rigid, hard to move he keeps his nails dug into the desk in front of him. Small huffs and groans leaving his mouth as the changes only seem to continue.
By now it was traveling down his arms. As with the rest of his body bulk, muscle and power slowly spread across his limbs. As his nails surge in size. Growing into massive rending claws he digs his nails deeper into the wood. Tearing through it and cracking the desk. This seems enough to snap him out of his sudden daze. Quickly pulling his hands back as he takes a few steps back. Still feeling his mind spin as he shakily turns his attention back over to the mirror walking over to it as he once again feels his heart starting to race at the side of his body. He couldn’t believe just how good he was looking, as the rest of his arms were taken over, now all that was left was his back. Strength pouring through him as he flexes, now was the biggest change. The muscles that had grown over his body were nice and large. Years of working out and fighting, really putting those muscles to work. Chaos himself had never looked like this before, he wasn’t used to having a body like this. Something of this size coursing with the same fiery power of a real dragon.
But he was a real dragon anyways. As the gel forms the scales and under belly of his chest the changes finally complete themselves. Leaving him fully transformed into a beefy, red and yellow dragon. Once he’s done flexing in the mirror he reaches a hand up, offering a smirk and wink as he runs a hand through his hair. Slowly his thoughts ebb away, any thoughts of being chaos slowly being replaced bit by bit. After all he wasn’t Chaos, he wasn’t even sure who this “Chaos” was. He could remember something like a husky at some point, but he didn’t quite know why. Jake eventually shrugs it off not thinking much of it as he looks back into the mirror. Admiring his body in the mirror. Staring at his body, proud to show off even if it was only to himself. Taking one of his claws he reaches down, lightly running it down his body with a slight growl of pleasure, grinning to himself as he feels over himself. “Hahaha~ Ohhh damn I look so good~” He muses aloud to himself, running a hand over his smooth, soft underbelly. A sly grin spread across his face. His already fairly large ego swells a good bit larger as he poses.
Though after long enough he suddenly remembers something pretty important. He had a party to get to! He was so enamored with his own body that it had totally slipped his mind. Though at the same time he couldn’t help but feel a bit weird about it too. Wondering if they were his memories. Or someone else’s well either way a party was a party, and he always knew people were wanting to see him, to check him out and feel him up. The toon chuckles to himself, crossing his arms with a pleased grin. Hurrying towards the door to leave he looks back, feeling the gel on his back collect for just a moment before sprouting out into two, massive wings. Shimmering softly in the evening light. He stretches a good few times. Trying to get nice and comfortable as he lets out another small groan. Making sure he was good and ready. It felt like forever since he had flown. But once he was ready Jake growls softly, fire pouring from his maw, as he spreads his wings and flies off. It was going to be a great Halloween, even though he wasn’t in costume he knew he would be getting lots of attention~
