Draco was also happy for some other reasons. Ever since the Easter Bunny fiasco almost half a year ago, he had managed to keep his promise to stay away from the products of Toys n' Stuff, a kinky mail-order catalog that seemed to give him nothing but trouble every time he had dealings with them. Draco had several solo mishaps with Toys n' Stuff, but the last straw came when he managed to get turned into a plush bunny for a week when Dee unknowingly ordered an Easter Bunny costume from them for Draco. Dee was terribly embarrassed once she found out exactly what kind of store Toys n' Stuff was, and apologized profusely to Draco. While he did enjoy being Dee's stuffed bunny for a week, he was glad when it was over, and he hoped he never saw another Toys n' Stuff product as long as he lived.
Draco picked up the note, reading it. "Draco, be a sweetie and finish cleaning the house while I'm gone. I'm picking up a few things from the post office, then I have to run some errands and go shopping for our Halloween party tomorrow night." Draco blinked -- he had been so busy with work that it completely slipped his mind that Halloween was tomorrow. He wondered exactly who Dee was inviting for the party, but he didn't pay much mind as he began to clean. So much for his nap, he thought to himself with a sigh.
Luckily for Draco, Dee had already done most of the cleaning. Besides the living room, Dee had already gotten his bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and second bedroom (where Dee was staying) mostly clean as well. It took a bit of tidying up in all the rooms on Draco's part to get the whole house spotless. While it was an easy task, it was still time consuming, so it was already well into the night when he finished. Draco went into the kitchen to make some dinner, but just as he was about to go into the kitchen he heard the sound of keys jingling outside the front door. He walked out into the living room just as Dee came home, carrying a huge stack of boxes and bags.
"Dee! Let me get some of those," Draco offered. He grabbed some of the boxes and bags from Dee, setting them down on the living room floor. Dee set hers down, and smiled.
"Thanks, Draco." Dee looked around the room. "You finished cleaning! Thank you so much," Dee said, giving Draco's cheek a quick kiss. Draco looked at all of Dee's boxes and bags.
"What is all this?" he asked. Dee just giggled.
"Mostly supplies for tomorrow night," she said. "Oh, and groceries. Could you put the groceries away, dear?" Draco nodded, and grabbed the bags, taking them into the kitchen. As he did, Dee grinned, taking the boxes into her room, then went back to the kitchen to help Draco. By the time they were finished, it was pretty late. Draco yawned.
"I've had a long day. I think I'm going to go to bed a bit early," he said. Dee nodded.
"That's fine, Draco. Just make sure you sleep well. You've got a big day ahead of you tomorrow," she said with a giggle. Dee gave him a goodnight kiss, and the two went to bed.
By the time Draco woke up the next day, it was very late in the morning. He hadn't gotten the chance to sleep in for weeks, and it felt good. After taking a shower and getting dressed, he opened his door just in time to see Dee walking down the hall.
"Good morning!" she said. "Are you ready to get ready for the party tonight?"
"Right now, Dee? It's not even noon yet. I think we'll have plenty of time later." Dee giggled.
"Well, I'll have plenty of time. But we're going to have to start getting you ready right now," she said with a mysterious grin.
"What are you talking about?" Draco asked, confused. Dee just went into her room, and came back out carrying one of the boxes from yesterday.
"I can get into my costume pretty fast. But we're going to need time for yours to dry." Draco was absolutely clueless.
"Dry? What do you mean?" Dee answered by opening the box, and taking out a large can of grey body paint. Draco blinked, and Dee giggled.
"You're going to be a gargoyle! I figured you were so busy with work you forgot all about getting a costume ready, so I took the liberty of thinking of one for you!" Draco fidgeted.
"I don't know, Dee..."
"Oh, come on! It'll be fun, now come on!" Draco sighed. He didn't have anything else he could think of to wear, and he was certainly not adverse to the thought of being painted by Dee!
Dee led Draco into the kitchen, and laid down a plastic sheet on the floor.
"All right, take off all your clothes and stand on the sheet." Draco began to fidget nervously again.
"Take off all my clothes? But..."
"Don't worry," Dee giggled, "nobody else is going to see you naked, and I already have. Now come on!" Draco sighed -- he didn't know how he let Dee talk him into these things. Draco stripped off all his clothes, tossing them aside on the floor, then stood on the plastic sheet. Dee took a large foam brush out of the box, and opened up the can of grey paint. She dipped the brush in, beginning to paint Draco's chest grey. The paint was very cold, and also very thick -- so thick, in fact, it wasn't even dripping down his chest or off the brush. Dee continued to paint Draco's chest, using the brush to even out the coat until his whole chest, belly, sides, and back were covered. She reloaded the brush, and moved on to cover his shoulders, arms, and neck. Draco stood with his arms out in the air so that they didn't touch his sides. The cold paint all over his body was beginning to warm up slightly, and it was beginning to feel rather nice. Draco's cock began to poke out of its sheath, making Dee grin. "Looks like you like your costume already," she giggled as she covered Draco's waist, crotch, cock, balls, and butt with the paint. Draco blushed, slightly embarrassed. He really was enjoying himself, and from the looks of things, so was Dee. Draco had always wanted to try being body painted, and he was absolutely loving it. Draco's legs and feet were next to be painted, followed by his tail. Dee paused, looking over Draco. "All right, close your eyes."
"You're going to paint my head, too?" Draco asked.
"Well, of course I am! You'd be a pretty silly looking gargoyle with a green head, wouldn't you?" Dee giggled. With that, Draco closed his eyes, and Dee loaded up the brush one last time, covering Draco's head, making sure none of his own green scales could be seen. "All right, don't you move or open your eyes, Draco. While that dries, I've got to add the details." Draco did as he was told, and stood perfectly still. He wasn't sure exactly what Dee was doing, and he couldn't really feel anything other than the thick paint which covered his body.
The process went a lot quicker than Draco thought it would. It only took Dee about ten minutes to finish whatever she was doing, and that was about how long it took the paint to dry.
"Okay, Draco, open your eyes!" Draco opened his eyes, and looked down at himself, gasping. He wasn't sure exactly what Dee did, but it looked amazing, like he was made out of solid speckled grey stone. Draco stared at himself, wide-eyed in surprise, and Dee smiled. "You like?"
"This is amazing, Dee!" Draco said, turning to look at himself as best he could. "Hold on, I've got to go look at myself in the mirror!" Draco was about to run off, but Dee stopped him.
"Hold on, Draco! There's a few last additions to your costume!" Dee took a smaller box with two small cases inside of it out of the main one, handing them to Draco. "Put those in while you're in there. You'll need to get used to having them in." Draco nodded, and ran off to his room to look at himself in the mirror, and Dee just grinned, putting the paint and finishing powder she used on him to give him the stone-like appearance back in the box, taking it back into her room. She walked into Draco's room to find him still posing in front of the mirror. He had put the contact lenses in -- they covered the entire visible part of his eyes, making them look like solid rock, blending in perfectly with the rest of his body. Now, even with his eyes open, if he stood still and held his breath, it was impossible to tell he wasn't a stone statue. The other box contained a muzzle piece. It, too, was made in the same stone style as the paint and contacts, and while it looked hard, it was quite flexible. It fit completely into Draco's mouth, and made his teeth look even longer and sharper than they were, also giving him a forked tongue which stuck out menacingly when his mouth was open.
"Don't forget, my gargoyle, you've got to practice standing very still." Draco chuckled at the thought of him standing next to the door, and when people came in, admiring the "statue", he would jump at them and scare them witless!
"What kind of pose should I be in?" Draco asked, his voice muffled by the muzzle piece. Dee thought for a moment.
"Oh, I don't suppose it matters, really. Find a pose you like, and practice standing still in it for a while! I'm going to get into my costume," Dee said. With that, Dee walked out.
Draco turned back to the mirror. "What kind of pose should I try?" he wondered. He decided to go with a scary looking pose, a ferocious look on his face, his arms raised with his claws bared, legs slightly spread, fangs bared menacingly, his tail raised just slightly off the ground, making it look like he was in an attack position. Draco was turned towards the mirror, and chuckled giddily to himself. He really did look menacing. Draco held his breath, and stood perfectly still, amazed at the result. As he stood still, though, he felt a strange sensation shooting all over his body, as if the paint was drying even more than it already was. He tried to move, and quickly found himself stuck in the ferocious-looking pose he was in. Other than being able to blink and breathe, Draco was absolutely immobile. Panicked, he began to struggle, trying to wiggle a finger or toe or even rock back and forth.
It was about at this point Dee came in. Dee wasn't exactly in a costume -- other than her head, paws, and feet, she was completely covered in a body-tight suit made of black duct tape. She grinned, and walked over to Draco, turning him to face her. Draco was surprised by both Dee's attire and the fact that she was able to move him. She lowered his arms to his sides and put him back in more of a normal pose. While she was able to move him effortlessly, Draco was still completely immobile. Dee stroked Draco's chest, running a claw lightly up and down his chest. Draco could feel it perfectly, even if he felt like rock under Dee's claw.
"Well, well, it looked like that stone setting powder finally took effect. You know, Draco, I didn't realize you had previous dealings with Toys n' Stuff. While I was cleaning out the guest room for me to stay in, I found all your little toys from them. This tape stuff, those jelly mold packets, whatever the heck that huge machine thing is... it's all quite unique, isn't it? Once I found out what kind of store they were after I got that bunny suit from them, I was curious and bought a few things from them. I was afraid to tell you, but when I found all of your stuff from them in the closet, I figured you and I were even more alike than I thought. That's why I took the liberty of buying that statue body paint from their Halloween special catalog... to find a special way of showing you!" Draco was, by this point, blushing quite fiercely. If it weren't for the stone paint, he would have been beet red. He completely forgot to hide the things somewhere else than nondescript brown boxes in the guest bedroom. "But don't worry, my little gargoyle. I'm sure that the whole bunny suit thing was a lot more fun for you than you admitted, and I bet this is just driving you wild!" She was absolutely right, too. Draco wanted desperately to try to move, but he couldn't. Dee just smiled, her paw wandering down, stroking Draco's painted cock. It didn't take long for it to grow rock hard (no pun intended). Dee moved one of Draco's paws onto his cock, closing his hand around it to grasp it. Being motionless, however, Draco could feel his hand on his erect cock and do nothing about it. If he could have, Draco would have whined in absolute torment. Dee just giggled. "What's wrong, Draco? Ah, well, I suppose I'd better go get ready and get into my real costume. Even if this tape does make quite the nice bodysuit, don't you think?"
Dee went back into her room and returned a few minutes later, now wearing a store bought generic princess outfit, dragging a small machine with her. Draco could occasionally see the tape under her costume as she moved; she hadn't removed the tape yet. His more pressing concern, though, was trying to figure out what the machine was.
"The guests will be arriving any minute," Dee said, "and I don't even have my party decorations ready yet! That's all right, though, my gargoyle statue is almost finished. Just a few more touches!" Dee picked up a folded-up garment which was laying on top of the machine -- it was a pair of underwear colored to look like the stone paint covering Draco. Dee took the underwear, manipulating Draco's feet and legs to get them on. They fit him very snugly, and she worked them all the way up to his crotch, adjusting them. Besides doing a rather amazing job at hiding his throbbing erection, they also blended in seamlessly with his body, making him look genderless. Other than a small opening in the rear of the underwear, they had no openings. With that, Dee took a tube from the machine and carefully inserting it into his tailhole. She flipped the machine on, and Draco was startled as a strange feeling moving up through his body. He wondered what it was, and received his answer as the feeling reached his head, thick fog steaming out of his nostrils and mouth. Dee giggled. "Great, it works perfectly!" With that, Dee turned the fog machine off, and dragged Draco out into the living room. She set him up next to the front door in much the same pose he was originally in -- fangs bared, vicious look on his face, claws and arms raised, and crouched slightly -- then dragged the fog machine out, hooking it back up to his rear and flipping it on once more. Within a minute or two, the whole living room was covered in an eerie mist. "Perfect!" Dee said happily. "Time to finish up getting ready, the guests should be arriving any second now. It's such a shame that Draco had an urgent last-minute job to attend to and he can't be here," she said as she rubbed her hand along Draco's cheek.
Draco was horrified. She wasn't just going to leave him like this, was she? Dee grinned, and gave her gargoyle dragon a kiss on the cheek. "Don't you worry, the party will go great! And once everybody leaves later tonight, I'll be back to play with you. Maybe after we're done I'll even go look for the box with the special paint remover!" Dee went back into her room to finish getting ready, leaving poor Draco alone, trapped, and frustrated once more. He at least took solace in the amusement of one fact, though -- it looked like Toys n' Stuff had a new regular customer!