Billy's New Costume

Billy’s in trouble and he likes it! The unicorn boys have convinced him to wear the depraved costume. Not even his Blue Ranger could save him as his mind succumbs to a new role of pleasuring his horned masters. But a darker power wants to convert him into some prouder!

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Flat and spread it out!

Billy thought that it was just a bad dream. An awful dream, a nightmare, but just a dream. He hoped that it was. It wasn’t

He wore a mint-colored unicorn suit. It didn’t just envelop his Blue Ranger suit. It sapped the power and made him paralyzed. He couldn’t believe that such a stupid thing was subjugating him.

But his predicament got much worse from there. The Blue Ranger could feel the rubbery costume’s interior inflating and deflating like a real muscle to control his movement. His muscles were at his prison’s mercy.

Wobbling, he moved. The movement and pressure on his stomach made him gag and puke. Burst out was the goop he sucked before from the unicorn boys. The nasty taste lingered much longer on his tongue than he wanted it to be. His entire mouth was white with the sludge and he could feel his stomach filling.

“The taste is so dissimilar to Jason and Zack’s. It is so peculiar…” mumbled the trapped Blue Ranger deliriously. His slowed mind came to a conclusion. “They are not human.”

The bright light passed Billy over his head. His helmet had long gone while the unicorn head dangled behind him. Inside was the horror he had to endure since his capture. The phallic gag and blindfold were enough to make him doubt his power. Was he truly invincible?

Weakly, Billy shook his head. No! shouted the Mighty Morphin Blue Ranger to fortify his mind. This was only a temporary setback. His teammates would realize his disappearance and would look for him. It would be so easy for them to track him with the Morphing Grid energy signature.

Billy tried to tighten his fists. Perhaps he could free himself? Such a whimsical costume would surely be nothing against his morphinominal TriceraRanger power. He would be out in no time and ready to kiss the asses of these-

Billy gasped as the dark hallway ended with a heavy metal door that opened with a bang. The sudden brightness hurt his eyes before adjusting. In front of him was a, to the lack of a better word, underground fun fairground. There were rides albeit suitable for the younger part of the population. There was a carousel, circling plane rides, and even a small roller coaster. All were full of people.

Shivers ran down Billy’s spine as he realized that the occupants wore latex costumes similar to his. Were they also prisoners like him? He noticed none of them could speak as their mouths were covered by a part of the rubbery suit. Some even had their heads completely inside the unicorns.

The playground had a matching theme of unicorns and rainbows. Everything was colorful and shouted happiness despite being located underground. Not so much with the people in there. As the captured Blue Ranger walked between the rides, he could see poor youngsters in latex sitting in the seats of a passing trackless train. They noticed him as a superhero and mumbled for help. There was nothing he could do.

At long last, Billy arrived at the Unicorn House. At least, that was the title on a big plank of a two-story pink mansion. The massive unicorn head statue that protruded out of the building seemed to agree with the name.

“Welcome, Blue Ranger,” greeted someone at the gate. Billy gulped at the sight. That was one of the unicorn boys. “Having a fun time?”

“My friends will track me down and destroy whatever you’re doing here!” blurted the angry geeky boy.

Hearing that, the unicorn boy grabbed the Blue Ranger’s chin. From his horse mask’s mouth, a pink tongue snaked out and inserted itself into the hero’s mouth. Gagged by the fat organ, he felt powerless to fight. It was as if something got triggered in his brain to simply surrender.

Billy cried out in frustration as he could feel the tongue exploring his damp mouth. He almost vomited when the unicorn boy retracted it. “Remember where you are and what you have become, Blue Ranger. Your Morphing Grid power has no purpose here other than to satisfy our thirst. As you should already be aware, you are our slave and your friends’ traitor.”

“I will never betray my friends! You can do all you want-”

“Then why did you tell us everything to set a trap against them?”

Billy’s eyes widened. It couldn’t be. He was obviously lying! “I will never… I…”

“Don’t you tell me that you have already forgotten our latest session, where you had fun with the three of us? Surely your little belly is filled with our goodness by now.”

Billy moaned as the unicorn boy pinched his abs. He could feel the disgusting goop juggling inside his stomach. He was already soiled. He couldn’t bear to look at his opponent. “No…”

“You told us your own friends’ weak points, especially on their Power Buckles. Thanks to you, we know that hitting continuously with gentleness is more potent to drain their power compared to giving them a big blow. Your genius is so precious for us, Billy.”

“No, no, no, you’re lying!” shouted Billy Cranston with glassy eyes.

“You’ll know soon enough. In the meantime, you’re gonna fulfill one last role in our mansion.”

The unicorn boy didn’t even need to pull Billy. His latex prison controlled his movement the way it had controlled him before. Behind him, the other young prisoners’ moans and whimpers echoed in the underground fairground.

To his surprise, the mansion interior was pretty simple. There was only an expansive space guarded by a curving staircase. In the farthest end, there was a throne occupied by a humanoid unicorn monster. Polluticorn saw his newest captive. “We can finally continue our plan.”

“What are you going to do to me?!” demanded Billy, not knowing whether he really wanted to know or not.

“It’s dress-up time, Billy. You’re the costume!”

The ominous words were amplified by the opening of walls on either side. Behind them were cabinets with costumes hung on metallic rack rail. These suits were diverse, but had a unifying element. They looked like youngsters wearing latex suits.

The horror set in when Billy heard the weak cries from the living costumes. Young cheerleaders, surfers, wrestlers, racers, and other similarly-talented boys and girls were there. These weren’t attires. They were people turned into flat costumes!

Billy’s shock continued as the unicorn boys dragged heavy machinery to the living room. It was a flattening machine. It would fit in any factory if only it didn’t have the pattern of a twist lollipop. Even the levers and panels looked so delightful in contrast to their diabolical function.

“No, no!” squealed Billy as he desperately tried to move his body inside his currently-hardy latex prison. His fingers were able to move, following his wrists. Perhaps he would still have a chance.

But the machine was already in front of him. The giggling unicorn boy pushed the wobbling Blue Ranger to the ground as the flattener sucked him in with a strong gust of wind. When his boots were first crushed, pain struck Billy like a truck. It was nothing like what he had experienced when being pummeled by monsters. It was agony laced with despair.

“You’re unique, Ranger. You have both our slave suit and your own Ranger one. With them, we will be able to harvest twice the power we usually get from these children. Moreover, one of my unicorn boys will be able to wear you as a suit!”

Billy couldn’t believe what he heard. He would be worn as a suit? The thought of someone, let alone a monster, to put their body inside him was heinous!

“Thanks to you, I will be able to approach your precious Ranger team and lure them to our kinkiness!”

Billy tried to scream in denial, but his stomach and chest were already crushed. He should have been dead by now with all of his bones and muscles destroyed. But no, something worse than a quick death was waiting for the former hero. His body was now as flat as a thick sheet from the chest down. And the machine wasn’t going to stop.

Billy sobbed as his neck felt the pressure. His brain survived in the wicked two-dimensional form just like every other part of his body. He was still very much aware of everything even as the Blue Ranger had been turned into a feeble fabric. It was scientifically impossible. Perhaps it was magic. It was dark magic. Whatever it was, Billy Cranston was a victim of it.

Around him was the mocking laughter of the unicorn. Truly, they had won against him. Worse than that, they were now his masters. One of the unicorn boys playfully wiggled his head when he picked Billy up.

“Please…,” begged the deformed hero. The begging only got more condescending chortle as a response.

The unicorn boy then grabbed the back of Billy’s head. A zipper magically appeared. The former Blue Ranger could feel the emptiness unfolding inside him. He was a hollow costume!

The unicorn boy deliberately saw his reflection in a nearby big mirror. In his grip was the impotent Billy Cranston Suit. The disfigured hero cried at the horrible thing he had become.

The zipper was pulled further down. When it reached the buttocks, the outer unicorn suit discarded itself from Billy. He became the Blue Ranger again, ready to be used by his new owner.

“I wonder how stuffy it will get inside. I might gonna drench myself in sweat,” ridiculed the unicorn boy as he stepped his left foot into the Billy suit.

The Blue Ranger’s contorted body was sensitive to even the slightest touch. The leg insertion made Billy nearly lose his mind. It was the most violating sensation he ever felt in his life. Perhaps it would be the last sensation for him.

The unicorn put his other leg in, making Billy squirm in his limitation. Then, came the erect crotch and waist. Billy was being pushed from behind. He was being smothered by a foreign object all over. The owner went deeper.

Billy’s flat tongue jutted out from the flat mouth as his weakened mind was being hammered. Once the arms went in, the zipper was pulled back up. All that was left was the head. “First day as Billy Cranston. It’s gonna be fun!”

The horse head wore Billy’s head. The protruding mouth slowly deflated to follow the Blue Ranger’s human shape. When the facial expressions and mouth moved, it was no longer the hero. It was his user. “It’s morphin’ time!” exclaimed the excited monster as he finished his costuming.

Polluticorn brought the once-lost helmet of the TriceraRanger. With it, the other Mighty Morphin Power Rangers would never suspect anything grotesque happened to their friend. “Bring me Jason. I want him as my personal costume.”

Billy Cranston smiled too wide from ear to ear as the costume needed adjustment to its new wearer. Inside, perhaps the real Billy had accepted his new status as a living suit.

“Are you sure that this will beat that Polluticorn bad guy?” asked Zack the Black Ranger as he leaned against the Command Center computer with the help of Trini.

The evil unicorn monster had beaten the team badly in the last battle. The Rangers had teleported themselves back to the base to escape certain doom. It was as if the creature knew their every move and trick. He was even able to cut Jason’s sword blade in half. It was a miracle that the battered and bruised Tyrannoranger still got the power to restore it.

“We all count on you, Billy,” said the team leader as he handed the amended Power Sword to his Tricera teammate. Billy nodded and combined the weapon with others to create the Power Blaster cannon.

The Blue Ranger then inserted a rainbow-colored battery into the newly-created slot in the back and the arsenal hummed as the energy built up. Like a microwave, a dinging sound was heard. “Now the Power Blaster is ready,” said Billy with a chuckle. He then aimed the heavy weapon at Zordon’s hyperdimensional cylinder. “To take down the Rangers!”

A multicolored beam of evil energy shot out at the space wizard. Trapped in his warp, Zordon couldn’t escape the horrible disfigurement as his looming blue face burst into blobs of weird shapes. His cylinder became a gigantic lava lamp that howled in hyperdimensional terror.

“No, Billy-” Jason couldn’t finish his words as the Blue Ranger fired the cannon again at his own teammates. The beams split to hit each Ranger, making them all screech in unimaginable pain. Their very colors changed as the corrupting effects of Billy’s unicorn battery contorted their Morphing Grid connection.

“Billy, please!” reached out Trini the Yellow Ranger in vain as her lost friend laughed maniacally.

Jason wasn’t going to let his team down yet. Even in agony, he forced himself to gain enough power. There was one more thing to do to fight this madness. “Dragon Shield!”

“That’s the one I’ve been waiting for!” Polluticorn suddenly appeared behind the team leader and choked him. Jason couldn’t find strength even in his powered-up form as his Red Ranger energy dissolved into a pinkish hue. His once-unconquerable gold Dragon Shield armor turned to crimson.

The other Rangers experienced the same psychedelic defilement. Their respective suit colors shifted randomly, some turned to polkadots or even weird patterns. Kimberly squealed as the process twisted her mind too.

“Off you go, my new costume!” Polluticorn hurled the Red Ranger away toward the waiting flattener. As Billy before, Jason suffered the same gruesome end as his body got slowly crushed into a two-dimensional human shape. In the background, Polluticorn let out his hoarse display of amusement. With him were the unicorn boys who moved quickly to grab more Rangers and pulled them toward the infernal machine.

“Don’t worry, Little Rangers. You will still be famous. Everyone will know the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers as we wear you all to spread fear to mankind.” Polluticorn looked at the evil Blue Ranger. “Just like your precious Billy!”

“No, please, no!” Pink and Yellow Rangers’ pleas fell to deaf unicorn ears. In the end, the Power Rangers were turned into living suits. They wailed and moaned hard as the hollow insides were soon filled with the unicorn monsters.

Jason got the unfortunate honor to be worn by Polluticorn. The demon deliberately slowed down his suiting so that the team leader would understand his new kinky role.