I couldn’t believe my eyes. The beautiful white lifted beast before me was enough to take my breath away in that very moment. I needed something that could easily get me down to the beach without any problems. I loved surfing with my buds and I had been running all over town for the past month hunting for something that I could afford, be efficient, and maybe even give me a boner in the process. Hey it’s normal for guys to get hard-ons for their trucks! Ask any sensible dude. My attention was returned to the salesman who had brought me around to the far lot where plenty of other vehicles were left to be worked on, or so it had been explained to me anyway.
“You see, I wanted to keep you in a nice range since I realize you’re a young guy and need something at a good price. There’s still some fixing up to do on this baby though. We’ve spent a LOT of extra time getting this one prepared for just the right owner after all so bear with us a bit. Here, let’s hop up in it. You get in on the driver’s side of course. Gotta make sure that it feels right after all. Sound good, boy?” he spoke as he opened up your door for you and lets you look before climbing up in.
The interior was beautiful. Perfect for what I needed. Simple controls, but still loaded with tech for a lot of fun. I hop up inside setting down into the beige cloth seats. Wrapping my fingers around the steering wheel and loving the feeling I get from it.
“This truck is amazing… What more does it need though? It looks perfectly done to me.”
“Well that’s the thing. We are looking at an amazing vehicle. Miles aren’t bad. Work has been performed to get it in tip top condition,“ he climbs up into the passenger seat as he speaks, and eases in a bit. “The biggest problem is the extra tech we’ve been trying to install in a lot of our vehicles, and then like I said, trying to match the vehicle to the right owner’s standards,” he moves his hands onto the console and slides the key into the ignition for you. “There you go. Key is in give a turn and start it up kiddo.”
I began to imagine the good times that my bros and I will have in this truck. I smile at him and turn the ignition. The engine comes to life as it roars for a moment before going into an idle. “It even sounds perfect!” I give the salesman a beaming college boy’s smile.
“My boys would love riding in this with me! They’ll be so stoked!“ I grip the steering wheel, dying to take it out for a test drive.
“Oh yeah? And check out these seat warmers!” he pushes a button on the console and you feel a vibration, stronger than the engine’s as a warmth beings exuding through the seat. “You know you look just about perfect like that. Here, let’s get you really relaxed boy.”
The vibrating in the seat makes me lean back deeper. "Oh wow… is it massaging too?”
He reaches over again and into the center console this time. A few other buttons are here, after all, and he proceeds to push one that first causes a hatch to open up under the steering wheel. You watch a rubber hose slide its way down a bit at first. “Whoops wrong one. It’s great cuz it works like a vacuum to clean up messes, but better after you spray the mess. Josẽ said he wanted this truck SPOTLESS, if he were gonna buy it and we gotta take as many shortcuts as we can. And he’s one crazy fuck. Told us the specifications he wanted and everything for this.”
I just kind of grin and nod along to the story, not having any real bearing as to what the salesman is actually talking about. He proceeds to push and hold down another button in the center console and you watch as a tan air bag starts to creak to life in front of me. It bubbles out, expanding quickly but more like an inflatable balloon would.
“What the heck?” I lean forward, examining the beige airbag. “What is that thing? I’ve never seen an airbag look like that. Did you just mess up the truck, dude?” My hand reaches for the door handle but I almost don’t dare to turn away from the expanding, shiny, smooth bag in front of me. "What’s going on? Okay I think I want out of the truck now!“ I say as the airbag expands further.
“Oh, you see, I told you the truck isn’t ready for sale yet. But we have a potential buyer, assuming we make the appropriate accommodations.” The bag expands and expands pushing me back I feel it pressing against my face and my nostrils are invaded with a plastic-like scent as it squashes against me. In the instant that I try to reach up, it pins my arms at my sides and the bag releases, almost as if launched from the steering wheel, plastering itself and my body against the seat of the truck.
“Mmmmmpppphhhh!” I try to push the bag away, but it continues to expand pressing me deeper into the seat. I try to scream out, but my mouth is completely covered.
The smoothness has coated me in what feels like.. it could be leather but no, it doesn’t smell right, and it doesn’t make the same creak. It’s just like that pleather jacket my best friend Jason has though, and I can barely move except for a few little wiggling motions. Even my legs have become sealed tightly to the seat and it only feels like it’s getting tighter!
There’s an increased moment of panic as I feel like if it pushes any further I’m going to pop or break the back of the seat. My arms can’t seem to push it away and I fear I’ll die of oxygen deprivation. It’s around this time that the salesman returns to his story in spite of my terror stricken predicament.
“You see Josẽ really wanted leather interior and we didn’t want to bother to spend the money on that, but we know he’ll pay big bucks,” the dealer reaches over and I feel him rubbing my tan body before grabbing the hose and pulling it up and wrestling with my cock which is completely surrounded in tan pleather. The instant the pleather attached to me, the outer coating that touched your body had dissolved all of my clothes, leaving me completely naked and pressed against the soft fabric under my ass.
I feel increasingly hot under the pleather and try to cry out for help but only muffles occur beneath the tanned encasement.
“Let’s just get you hooked in here and we’ll be one step closer to a sale surfer boy. Also thanks for using your pal as a co-signer because getting him in here for this seat or some of the backseat would be great!” I feel a hand gripping my dick and forcing the vacuum tube down over it. There’s a squeaking and a pop sound as I shudder from the feeling as my cock head enters a deeper part of the tube. “Nice nipples there boy. I should really work out more. Josẽ is a real kinky bastard. He’ll love this truck. I know it!”
“You see at this point your skin is adhering and meshing with the pleather.. The great news about THIS…,” he says as he hits another switch in the console and I instantly start to feel the tubing attached to my cock begin pumping, jerking my dick up and down as I feel some weird pressure building inside of me. It’s almost like I need to take a piss or cum.. or both as I moan and wiggle inside the tan pleather entrapment as he the sales guy continues, “Is that your skin, and your body tissue in general, when mixed with this off brand of pleather we found near that Transformation Bar downtown, somehow consumes whoever it touches and becomes leather once the body inside succumbs to it. That means I’m going to make your faggot ass blow right now before the rest of the customers come looking to get a ride out of this truck.”
I grit my teeth as I’m being pumped. A moan escaping my pleather lips. The sensations are AMAZING and making my desire for escape that much harder to focus on as it gets even harder to wiggle in the seat.
“You feel how it’s pumping your dick now? Great isn’t it? Yeah I have heard a lot of guys moan and groan over it. Gay, straight, whatever. They all end up cumming from it before long. No point in holding back. You’re existence is just as meaningless as the other guys before you. As well as your buddy who will come after you. My god, you were almost too easy like this. Give a guy like you a chance to try something far beyond your class in life, and you didn’t even think there was anything wrong with it.”
In between growling moans of pleasure I grunt out a disgusted, albeit horny, "FUCK you!” But the pleasure only intensifies and I feel my eyes rolling into the back of my pleather-y head. The tightness feels so great, and the flooding scent of new leather consumes me as the vacuum does its job and I’m left barely holding on at all, as it pumps me relentlessly, parts of me are being converted inside my prison. There are no insides any longer to give me form as my whole body is beginning to sink into the tan pleather/leather as my entire skull is completely smoothed over. The pumping gets stronger and faster as I’m being milked of my humanity!
I start to give in the pleasure. It’s so hard to resist it! Even with the knowledge the sales guy has given me, this may not be all that bad. "Mmmmmmmmmppphhhhmmmmm ffffuuuuck yoouuu.”
“Oh Bet you WISH you could fuck me! hahaha. I’m not a homo though. Sorry faggot. There go your balls.. haha! I bet that felt fucking weird. Probably intense though… your thighs are sucking down now and the shape of your body is giving a nice pattern to the seat too. There you go. That’s it boy!” He slaps his hand down on what’s left of my thigh and runs his hand over the smooth form as my leather legs become nothing but the lower part of the seat, flatting out and smoothing down simply, stylishly, perfectly, while my arms are beginning to do the same.
My head leans back from the touch. My skin crawling as he runs his hand over it. “MMMMMMMMMMM” I moan louder and louder getting ready to reach my climax!
My hands were outstretched but they quickly flattened into the slightly raised edges of my seat as the newly processed leather presses harder into me, compressing me another couple inches. My chest is concave and pressing inward, the pressure builds immensely as I’m hardly more than a few inches thick. The salesman sees me giving in, sees my weakness and takes this time to mock just a little bit more, but damnit if his words aren’t driving me to a conclusion I’ll never come back from. “Well look at this.. you’re a true faggot. Giving in to a leather prison. Ready to become a fucking seat coating… Well, I guess you’re actually the whole seat.. You feel the truck still vibrating; bet that is making you harder too. You’re almost there boy. ALMOST there.”
I bite into my leather lips closing my eyes tight as the rumbling vibrates through my whole body. I want to be the seat. I AM the seat… That’s all I ever was!
The salesman reaches over and pries open my mouth wider for the hell of it. I feel him tugging, widening my mouth beyond any realistic size! My skull is empty in a strange way, almost like a hood, as he forces my leather hood of a head back over the head rest. It’s as if my lips are pulled over the entire cushion to swallow it along with what remained of my own head.
My final moans escape slowly as my face sinks and becomes the tan headrest. The seat still vibrates as my cock is just mere seconds away from the best orgasm of my life as my body becomes still inside the truck. The natural idling of the truck setting waves of lust and pleasure through me.
It’s time! I feel it! I’m done for! The vibrations are all through my body, filling me with the engine’s strength as I feel the culmination of my resistance, along with my humanity, finally give up. Every bit of what I once was explodes, firing out through my tan leather cock, as it goes flattens to the seat. The whole rest of my body sucked near instantly against the seat as I have the most orgasmic release of my surfer boy existence and all that remains is the beautiful craftsmanship that the customer will love!
“There we go faggot!” He presses an earlier button on the console and the pipe moves away from the seat and sinks into the hidden space under the steering wheel.
“Well that’s enough of this I guess,“ he chuckles and grabs an armor all wipe out of the glove box and proceeds to wipe the tan leather down. “There we are.. gotta be spotless and sparkling.. Fucking gay guys and their leather.. whatever..” The wiping sends more waves of pleasure through me as I realize I’m a seat and a beautiful one at that.
But seats don’t think… seats… don’t feel…seats… are for sitting… seats… just………….
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