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Xedryk The Dragon @xedryk.bsky.social · 28/06/2026

Trapping his entire package in a rubbery squeeze, gripping his cock and balls tight like he would do if he was cumming, yet there was no release. Story written by @bingturong.bsky.social

The rubber in front of Plombir’s slammed into his face, a tendril shoved his maw wide open and slithered deep into his throat. The rest of his head was quickly covered as the tendril in his mouth and throat opened up into a tube, solidifying with the rest of the rubber into a single firm piece. He couldn’t see anything but two black circles formed over his eyes, tinting his vision.
Plombir would’ve screamed, he might as well already be with how wide his jaw is spread open, as a tendril shoved itself deep into his cock and simultaneously another invaded his asshole, both penetrating him deep and ballooning out, filling out his insides. Both tendrils grew and pressed onto his prostate. The pressure and pleasure were overwhelming, past the point of an orgasm yet never releasing him.
To add insult to injury, the tendril pulled and squeezed Plombir’s still hard cock against his rubber covered balls, before wrapping everything in a tight bulge. Trapping his entire package in a rubbery squeeze, gripping his cock and balls tight like he would do if he was cumming, yet there was no release. Imprisoned forever at the precipice. His hole too wasn’t spared as more tendrils crawled towards it. But instead of entering, they grabbed his sensitive rubber covered anus and pulled it wide open, crushing more of Plombir’s already broken mind, revealing the tendril inside him had turned into a red tunnel to match the one in his maw and throat, keeping him spread open forever.

In the same restaurant that Bing and a polar bear rugby champion met, were Bing and a polar bear drone. 002 stood valiantly at Bing’s side as the binturong enjoyed an afternoon tea.

Of course in such a fine establishment, Bing couldn’t have his drone be nude, hence the drone had a rubbery set of butler’s clothing over it. Its rubbery hole too was plugged, constantly stretching the drone to ensure its obedience. The base of the plug bulged beneath the layer of rubber clothing. A lock symbol over the bulge showed everyone that it was not to be removed or used. There was another lock over the drone’s even larger nullge that stretched the rubber clothing layer.

Both bulges throbbed and quivered as 002 broke his stoic stance for a moment.

Squeak

“Oh 002, I know you want that plug out.” Bing said, taking a sip from his cup of tea.

Squeak

“And you want to cum, don’t you?”

Squeaaaak

“I’m afraid only I can always get what I want. But at least you’ll be serving me forever.”

Squeak…