Vincent looked at his phone as he left the gym and frowned, stopping in his tracks.

The screen was showing a notification of a voice mail message. It must have come in during his workout, when his phone was in his locker. The number was unknown, and yet… something about it seemed oddly familiar. But if it was a number he knew, surely it would be in his phone and recognized?

Curiosity got the better of the big muscular coyote and he put his phone to his ear to listen to the message.

“You’re probably wondering who this is.” A familiar voice spoke. He couldn’t quite put a name to it, but hearing it somehow made him feel good and relaxed. “And it doesn’t matter, not right now, just relax, sink deep and keep listening to my instructions…”

…

Vincent blinked.

Huh? He was suddenly at home, in his apartment. He didn’t remember anything beyond the start of that weird voice mail…

He realized his phone was in his paw, and he’d apparently just dialled a number. The same one the voice mail came from. He put it to his ear as it was picked up.

“Who is this?” The coyote demanded.

“Ah, you got my message.” The voice answered. “And you suddenly found yourself at home, calling me, right?”

“Yes, how did you…?” Vincent began.

The voice interrupted him. “My instructions for you were to go straight home and then call me. And you have obeyed.”

Shaking his head in confusion, Vincent said. “Look, I want some straight answers here! What is…?”

“Just relax.” The mystery voice said soothingly. “Relax and listen, no need to worry, no need to stress, no need to be concerned, just let my voice relax you…”

Strangely, Vincent found himself relaxing, all his concerns melting away, it feeling so good to just listen and relax, to do as he was told…

The voice was continuing. “Listen and relax. Let my voice wash over you, sink deeper and deeper, more and more relaxed until you slip into a deep trance as you have so many times before…”

Before? Vincent wondered about that, but the thought quickly slipped away as he relaxed, the sound of the strange voice soothing away all his stress and worries and eventually consciousness slipped away from him…

…

Vincent snapped awake suddenly, confused. What had just happened? And why was he now kneeling naked on his bedroom floor? And what was this strange package in front of him. It was a large box, addressed to him, but he couldn’t remember when it had arrived.

He still had his phone to his ear, and the voice was still there. “Awake now? Good. I wanted you conscious for this. I thought it would be fun to hear your reaction…”

“What the hell is going on here?” The bewildered coyote asked. “Where did this package come from?”

“Oh, it was delivered a few days ago.” The voice explained. “But you were under instructions to hide it away and forget about it until I told you otherwise.”

“That’s preposterous!” Vincent said. “Why the fuck would I do anything you tell me? I don’t even know who you are!”

The voice sighed. “It’s very simple. We have been in contact for quite some time, speaking on a regular basis. I have been hypnotizing you and having you forget all about me until I want you to remember. I have been gradually hypnotically reprogramming you for so long, gaining more and more control over you, but now it’s time for me to reap the benefits of my hard work.”

Vincent couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “This is ridiculous. You can’t be serious!”

“You have my permission to remember all our conversations, but not anything said while in trance.”

At that, memories came flooding back for Vincent, and he suddenly knew it was all very true. They had been talking regularly for so long, more than a year. Each time, the mystery voice had guided him to listen and relax and then… Nothing. At a certain point, each memory just stopped, when he went into a hypnotic trance, no doubt. And started again with him waking up and not remembering the call.

“Why are you doing this to me?” The coyote demanded.

“Because I wanted to.” The voice replied, simply. “Because I found you rather cute when I first saw you. You just needed a little improvement in some areas. I mean, who’s idea do you think it was for you to quit your job and take up professional bodybuilding?”

“No!” Vincent said. “That was my choice!”

“No, it was my command.” The voice clarified. “I like my guys with big muscles. And you’ve been building up yours rather nicely. I have treasured the naked posing selfies you’ve been taking and sending me while in trance!”

Vincet could only kneel there in stunned silence. Just how much control did this mystery person have over him? How much of his life was his own and how much was him obeying their instructions?

“But enough time-wasting!” The voice cut through his thoughts. “Open the package! Take a look at what I have sent you!”

Vincent found himself obeying the command. In fact, he tried to disobey, to leave the package alone, but couldn’t. Before he knew it, one paw was ripping open the top to reveal the contents and pull them out.

“What the hell is this stuff?” The coyote said as he examined the items.

The box contained a selection of black rubber items, some heavy boots, gloves, and what seemed to be a full bodysuit. And then finally a rubber hood.

The voice on the phone giggled. “Why, it’s your new outfit! What you’re going to spend most of your time wearing from now on!”

Vincent was adamant. “I am never going to wear this ridiculous kinky shit, no matter what you…”

“Sleep.”

…

“Huh?” Vincent blinked, suddenly waking up, realizing he’d been put in a trance yet again. And his situation had not improved while he had been out of it.

He was now standing in front of his bedroom’s full length mirror, allowing him to see that he was now wearing the items from the package. His whole muscular body was encased in shiny black rubber, complete with his hard cock visible, pressed obscenely up against his stomach under the tight bodysuit. The boots and gloves were strapped on, and the hood was stretched over his head. Only his eyes and muzzle were not covered in the tight black material.

“There, that’s better, isn’t it?” The voice on the phone said, as Vincent realized he still had his phone to his ear.

He was about to give a defiant response, but Vincent realized that it did actually feel better. Being encased in rubber like this make him feel kind of good, oddly relaxed, almost kind of aroused…

But was that him thinking that? Or some hypnotic programming by the guy on the phone?

“I just wanted to give you one last conscious look at yourself.” The voice said, happily. “Look at the magnificent thing you have become!”

He had to admit, whoever he was talking to was right. He did look kind of amazing. His tail started wagging as he admired how great he looked, the skintight rubber doing an amazing job of showing off every inch of his fantastic musclebound physique and…

“Wait…” Vincent said, with sudden realization. “What did you mean by ‘last conscious look’?”

“Nothing for you to be concerned about.” The voice said, smugly. “In fact, you don’t need to concern yourself with anything ever again. I’ll be doing your thinking for you.”

“Now, hang on a…”

“Drone: Activate.”

The big coyote froze, that command triggering something deep in his mind, the part of him that was ‘Vincent’ switching off completely. He then stood to attention and responded to the voice on the phone in the way he had been programmed.

“Drone activated.” The coyote said in a flat monotone. “Awaiting your commands, Master.”

“Excellent.” The voice said, happily. “Welcome to your activation day, my new drone! I think I’ll name you Delta.”

“New Designation accepted.” The coyote said, now thinking of himself as ‘Delta’.

“I’ll be on my way soon to come pick you up.” Said his Master on the phone. “Get you back here so that you can join my other drones in serving me. You’ll like that, won’t you?”

“Yes, Master, if that is what you want this drone to like.” Delta replied.

“Good answer. Now, wait right there for me to arrive.”

There was a click as the call ended. The rubber-clad coyote let the phone drop to the floor, it no longer being of any importance to him. He simply stood to attention, staring straight ahead, his mind empty of all thought, simply waiting for his Master to arrive and give him more commands…