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Seitroz @seitroz.bsky.social · 17/08/2026

Security has been breached. From now on, stricter storage standards will be enforced on every agent. NO EXCEPTIONS. --- Special Comm for @leoenshin.bsky.social Thank you!

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さくらまる @sakuramaru123.bsky.social · 31/10/2025

酔っ払い先輩

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Ciara | Ciaraíoch 🎨 @ciaraioch.bsky.social · 31/10/2025

Reject modernity, embrace tradition

Cartoon of two pumpkins screaming in terror beside the traditional Irish Samhain carved turnip

#Art #Samhain #SpéirGorm #SpéirGhorm #Ireland

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Xedryk The Dragon @xedryk.bsky.social · 01/09/2025

Alex lost to shiny rubber Solgaleo, who hurled a Ditto-rubber Pokéball at him. Liquid latex stripped & transformed him into a chastity-locked Urshifu drone—gagged, plugged, mind-erased. Now Solgaleo's obedient slave, trapped in endless tease. #PokemonTF #RubberDrone #Urshifu

Alex, weakened and panting on the ground, struggled to rise. But before he could even attempt to flee, Solgaleo revealed a larger-than-life Pokéball. There was something off about it, its surface slick and reflecting his horrified expression back at him. Without hesitation, Solgaleo hurled it at the Trainer, and immediately, streams of liquid rubber shot out, wrapping around him like serpents. Alex yelped in panic, feeling the rubber burn away his clothes in an instant, leaving him bare. His muscles tensed as he tried to pull the sticky material from his body, but it was relentless, slithering over him faster than he could react. His arms turned pitch black, streaks of white cutting through them, as his skin began to change beneath the liquid rubber. It wasn’t just an ordinary covering—it was transforming him.
"No! Get off!" He tried to shout, but his voice wavered as the liquid constricted tighter around his torso, paralyzing his limbs. Solgaleo’s eyes glowed, a hypnotic aura emanating from them, locking the Alex’s will in place, leaving him powerless to resist.
The rubber closed around his chest, tightening with every breath, as if preparing him for something far more insidious. He could feel it now, the invasion beneath his skin, spreading like a virus, transforming his very DNA. His legs stiffened, locked into the stance of Urshifu’s powerful limbs, and his back arched involuntarily, controlled by the suit's will.

Solgaleo’s smile widened as the rubber found its way to the Trainer’s most sensitive areas. It slithered between his legs, wrapping around his genitals like a vice. Alex gasped, but no relief came. Instead, the rubber formed a chastity, encasing his member in layers of latex that locked him down tight. The torment was clear; the bulge was there, but he was trapped, denied, and at the mercy of Solgaleo’s whims. A small, cruel lock symbol materialized on the groin, marking the Alex’s permanent state of helplessness. No matter how much he desired freedom, it would never come.
As the Urshifu mask began to form around his head, Alex struggled to keep his mouth closed, teeth clenched tightly, but a sudden jolt of pleasure from the plug in his anus made him gasp. The rubber phallic gag plunged into his mouth, filling his throat, locking in place. He could no longer scream, no longer plead. His breathing was reduced to shallow, desperate gasps through the rubber tubes that now ran down his throat and nose, connecting him to the mask’s air vents.
He was almost fully encased now. The transformation complete, his human features melted away beneath the smooth, glossy surface. His every movement squeaked with the friction of latex, a constant reminder of the prison he was trapped within.

Solgaleo admired his work, reaching down to tap the Urshifu on the chest. "Perfect. You’re mine now, body and soul." With a flick of his hand, the larger Pokéball opened once more, drawing Alex—now fully Urshifu—into its cold, rubber-lined interior.

Inside the ball, Alex felt suspended in liquid rubber, tentacles wrapping around his limbs, binding him tighter, as if merging him deeper into the material. His muscles stiffened, his mind fogged. Every touch, every sensation inside this prison, was one of control. There was no pleasure, only the endless tease of it just out of reach. The tentacles pulsed, pumping more liquid rubber into his mouth, anus, every orifice, filling him to the point where he couldn’t tell where he ended and the rubber began. He could feel it penetrating deeper, changing him further. His memories were slipping away, the thoughts of who he was, what he had been, erased and replaced by a singular purpose: to obey his new master. The last of his humanity drained away with the final drop of rubber that consumed his brain, leaving nothing behind but a loyal drone, a puppet to Solgaleo’s every whim.

With a satisfied grin, Solgaleo clipped the Pokéball to his belt, where it joined the others. Another victory, another conquest, another drone to add to his growing collection. Soon, all who ventured into his domain would meet the same fate, their bodies transformed, their wills erased, leaving nothing but obedient, rubberized Pokémon behind.

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Garbancobean 🔞 @garbancobean.bsky.social · 02/01/2025

🤓 #DoctorStrange #MisterFantastic #Marvel #MarvelRivals

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