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Jarrod knocked on his roommate's bedroom door quietly. Earlier that day Ryan, his roommate had came home and complained about a weird thing that occurred while he was out at a club. Something about a weird rubber fetish group pretty much took over the place and caused everyone else to leave, saying that by the time he left that practically everyone there was part of that group, including the bartender that had served him multiple drinks. He complained that the drinks tasted weird and were making him feel sick and went to bed shortly after.

"Hey Ryan, you doing ok bud? You've been asleep for like 12 hours." he asked quietly.

All he could hear through the door was heavy breathing, almost labored. He knocked again and once again received no reply. He slowly opened the door to check on his friend and was almost immediately hit with a strong smell from inside the room. It smelled like a mixture of sweet and musky and made his head swim.

He held in a cough and looked for his roommate, seeing him standing in a dark corner or the room, facing the wall and breathing heavily. Something about his roommate seemed off but Jarrod couldn't see well enough to in the dimly lit room

"Ryan, you ok?" he asked, slowly approaching his roommate. Each step closer to his roommate only intensified the smell. He placed his hand on Ryan's shoulder and felt his roommate spin abruptly, he saw something faintly shiny and panicked.

In a rush of surprise, he scrambled up to a light-switch and flipped it on and what it revealed was even more surprising and only cause him more concern. His roommate was covered head to toe in black shining rubber, still wearing the clothes he had on last night but everywhere skin had been was now shiny and black. To make things even weirder, wrapped tightly around his head was a thick gasmask with blacked out lenses.

"Ryan, what the hell is going on man. You're freaking me out here." Jarrod exclaimed as the rubber man that used to be his roommate, apparently now awake, removed it's clothing and stood before him completely covered in rubber.

Ryan reached down and pulled a small zipper tab above his groin and Jarrod gasped again as a massive black rubber cock erupted from the opening. Almost immediately the smell that had permeated the room intensified and Jarrod found himself struggling to breath through the intense and almost intoxicating smell of rubber. The smell also seemed to be overpowering his mind as well as he found himself unable to run away and almost mesmerized by the rubber cock slowly approaching him. The heavy breaths of the gasmask echoing in his ears as he slips down to his knees.

Jarrod completely surrenders himself to the urges coursing through him as he takes the rubber cock into his eager mouth. Although he had never sucked a man before, nothing about the situation even sparked a single thought of alarm in his addled mind. All that mattered was the rubber cock in his mouth and the sweet taste of rubber.

He felt the rubber cock tremble and erupt in his mouth. The taste was unlike anything he had ever tasted before and his entire world exploded in ecstasy as he faded from consciousness.

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Jarrod awoke in his chair suddenly, shaking his head and cursing about how he must have fallen asleep. He turned his head toward Ryan's room and the door open but Ryan was done.

"Must have left while I was asleep, god...what a weird dream." he sighed as he went to rub the sleep from his eyes.

When his hand entered his vision he froze and his throat tightened in panic. His hand was completely encased in rubber, completely black and shiny. He stood up quickly and tore off his clothes only to confirm his fear. His entire body was covered in a black rubber suit. He reached around for a zipper or anything to get it off but came up empty. His rubber hands glided over his new skin sensually and if he hadn't been so alarmed, he would have stopped to enjoy himself.

He felt his face and took a little bit of solace in the fact that his head was still uncovered. With a deep breath he collected himself a bit and tried to assess what was going on. His hands never stopped caressing his rubber body and he became aware that at his groin, there was a small zipper tab.

Thoughts of the massive black cock jumped to the forefront of his mind and curiosity started to bud in his mind. He stared intently as his rubber hand unzipped the zipper over his groin. A small burst of joy coursed through him as he watched a massive black rubber cock spring forth.

Without a thought, he reached down and started stroking his new member. The pleasure was beyond words as his mind once again slipped away from him. All that mattered to him was the rubber, it felt too good to not stroke it.

As Jarrod mindlessly surrendered to the pleasure coursing through him. The rubber around his neck started to expand upwards and cover his face. Within a minute his breathing was heavy as it passed through the mask that had become his face. It didn't matter to him anymore, all that mattered was his dick.

Each stroke pushed more and more of what made Jarrod who he is into his massive rubber cock. He didn't care though, he only cared about the rubber. He needed the rubber, he needed to share the rubber. He needed to OBEY the rubber.

With an unimaginable wave of pure pleasure, Jarrod felt himself cum. A muffled gasp of ecstasy escaped the new drone's mask as thick black rubber cum erupted from its' member, taking Jarrod with it. All that remained now was the newest rubber drone. Ready to obey its' Masters and spread the blissfullness of rubbery obedience to anyone and everyone.

The new drone slowly zipped its assimilation tool back into suit and robotically turned and walked out of the apartment.

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A Night on the Farm 1/3

Jake glanced down at his fuel meter nervously, watching the needle dive ever further past the empty mark. He cursed himself for deciding to take the "scenic" route when he was running low but never anticipated he would have to go so far without even seeing the faintest hint of civilization, let alone anything resembling a gas station.

Almost as if in response to his concerns, the engine in his car starts gasping for fuel, sputtering and spouting until finally dying completely. 

"Fuck!" he shouts at no one but his own stupidity and reaching for his phone. One quick glance later was followed prompty by another even more frustrated cursing. He tossed the phone back into the seat...not even the faintest signal was able to reach it this far out in the middle of nowhere. After a moment of unbridled furious yelling he settles on his next course of action, walking until he either gets a signal or finds someone to help him out. With one more frustrated huff, he gets out of the car and starts walking down the "scenic" gravel road. His feet crunching on the rocks with every step. 

After a few hours of walking, his feet were screaming and the warm afternoon weather was quickly transitioning into a cooler evening one. Being the ever-unprepared person he is, Jake simply cursed his luck again as he shivered slightly. His phone now almost dead from constant checking for a signal and there was still nothing but a handful of trees every so often, wide open fields and the seemingly endless gravel road.

As the sun sank lower and lower into the horizon, it was getting harder and harder to see where he was going. Jake looked around nervously as he was starting to get worried for his safety being out after dark when he noticed a faint glimmer of something in the distance. A light, barely noticeable in the treeline not far from him. Without really thinking through the decision he decides to depart from the road and head toward the light, hoping that it would at least provide him some form of shelter from the darkness quickly taking over.

His spirits lifted even more when he broke through the treeline and saw that the light was coming from the window of a small farmhouse. He slowly approached the front door and knocked, quickly realizing that he should have at least thought about the potential of the owner being some sort of crazed weirdo before doing so. Right before his mind starting spinning the worst case scenario, the door opened and he was greeted by a rather confused middle aged man staring at him.

"Um, hello? Can I help you son?" the man's voice relayed a sense of kindness that put Jake at ease slightly. He stared at the man for a moment and started talking before he really thought about what to say.

"Yes, hi. I was driving down the road over there and my car ran out of gas and my phone was out of service so I had to start walking but it started getting dark and I saw the light in your window and I was hoping that..."

The man laughed at Jake's word vomit, understanding the situation and ushered him inside.

"Yea, that happens a lot more than it should. That road is notorious around these parts for bypassing almost every town around these parts. Why don't you come inside, you look like you could do with a warm meal and some rest, as it turns out, I just finished making dinner."

Jake's stomach unleashed a loud rumble at the mention of food and the man smiled.

"Yea, that would be great, thank you. I haven't eaten anything since this morning." he stepped inside the house. His nose was immediately hit with the aroma of a fresh cooked meal. He looked around the small house, noticing how minimalistic it was. A small cough lined one wall, a recliner on the other with small fireplace on the far wall. The old wooden floor creaked as he stepped on it. 

"The washroom is through that door over there, go get yourself cleaned up and I'll make you up a plate."

Creaking wood followed him the entire way to the bathroom, which was equally simplistic. After a quick trip to the toilet, he settled in front of the sink and let the warm water run over his hands. A few creaks outside the door signaled to him that the man was waiting for him to come out. A few splashes on his face later to make sure he was presentable and he walked back out.

The man had set up a small tray by the couch with a plate of food sitting on top of it. The man was sitting in the recliner opposite the couch.

"Apologies, but I never introduced myself. My name's William Montgomery, but most people just call me Will."

Jake introduced himself as well and sat down to eat. The two made small talk at first but quickly started having a real conversation after finding out they had a handful of things in common. Will was surprisingly sharp considering how isolated he was and how simple his home was. The two talked for quite some time before they realized how late it had become. Far too late for Jake to get his travel situation taken care of tonight.

"Well Jake, as much as I hate to say it. I think we'll have to get you taken care of in the morning. I don't have a guest room in the house and no offense, but I'm not too keen on letting a stranger sleep in my living room. Out in the barn is my son's old room though. Not the most homely of places but its got a warm bed, if you don't mind it housing a few animals." 

Jake wasn't about to complain about a warm bed, considering that just sitting on the couch for a few hours was already making his body ache, but the idea of sleeping in a barn full of animals was a little offputting. Will must have noticed a look of dismay and quickly spoke.

"Now don't worry about too much, my son wasn't too keen on the idea of being in the barn either so he took some steps to make it more liveable. It's all finished and separated by a solid wall that keeps most of the sounds and smells out. It's actually quite a comfy little place out there. Come with me, I'll show you."

Will led Jake out of the house and over to a rather large barn just behind it. Jake was surprised slightly about how he had not noticed it behind the house earlier but just shrugged it off as being too worried about following the light to the house itself. With a little push, Will slid the door to the barn open and ushered Jake inside.

As Jake entered the barn, he immediately noted how clean it was, he couldn't help but wonder how Will had kept it so tidy all by himself. He had expected a dusty old barn that reeked of livestock but what greeted him was the opposite. The floors, while not immaculate, was clean of debris as if it had been just recently swept. All the tools and equipment looked equally well kept, a far cry from the cliche horror barn his imagination had conjured up. 

"Wow, you must work your butt off to keep this place clean. I'll admit I was expecting something much more..." he tried to find a word that wouldn't offend Will but the thought just kind of trailed off when he heard the man laugh.

"I told you it was a pretty nice place in here. Admittedly I spend more time in here than I do the house, but I don't do it all myself. My son, while he was still at home, was always telling me I needed some of those drone things that people have now to help out. Even bought one to show me how nice it would be. He works for DroneTech now, some type of consultant or something like that, but every so often he comes by with a new one or upgrades the old ones. Handy things I suppose, I don't use them too much. Mainly they just stay in the barn and keep things tidy. I handle most of the actual work."

Jake nodded, he had heard of DroneTech before, their technology was sweeping the markets since they were announced.  Robotic servants capable of both basic learning and problem solving. They could capably handle most mundane tasks but so far their applications were fairly limited due to their cost. 

"Oh yea? I gotta say, I never expected to run into a drone this far out in the country. You're just full of surprises." Jake smiled politely, he wanted to remark about how he couldnt believe that such advanced, and expensive, tools. Properly handled, the man could have almost his entire farm handled with very little hassle. The rest of the barn was fairly mundane, filled with various tools in one area, a handful of animal stalls with livestock in them, nothing was too out of the ordinary until they made their way through a small archway leading to a back area.

Standing rigid along the wall were a handful of drones, but unlike the androgynous human models he had always seen in posters and advertisements, these were much more...stylized. The drones were very clearly made to appear as muscular anthropomorphic horsemen. Each of their muscles clearly defined in their tight rubber skin. He couldn't help but stare in awe at their chiseled chest and abdomen. Travelling down to the large bulge in between their muscled legs, all the way down to their feet, which were shiny black hooves instead of feet.

As the two approached the line of drones lights suddenly flashed on, as if they had tripped a motion sensor. Jake saw that the chest of the drone has lit up with an ID number with a barcode underneath as well as a rather large symbol of a lock on the bulge between their legs. These drones were unlike anything he had ever seen before.

"Those look incredibly high-end? You said they were gifts from your son? He must be very high up in corporate DroneTech. I don't think I've ever seen anything close to these before.", he asked slightly in a manner that relayed how impressed he was with them, before he could think about it he added, "But I do have to ask, what's up with the lock on their....uh...well you know."

Will looked at them and sighed, clearly embarassed by the question, 

"Honestly, I have no idea, my son said they were used for testing various ideas. I'm sure you can probably assume what kind of thing that particular one was for. Most of the so called features they have are lost on me, wouldn't even know where to begin figuring out what all these things can do so I just leave them to do whatever my son set them up to do. Here's the room you'll be staying in."

Jake pryed his eyes from the rubber drones and over to the door as Will pushed it open. Inside the room was fairly well furnished for where it was located. A rather cozy looking bed was all he could see (and all that really mattered) from the bedroom. Before he could say anything he heard Will say,

  "Alrighty, well I'm going to let you get yourself rest now. Whenever you get up in the morning, just come to the house and we'll get you all gased up and on your way."

Jake nodded and thanked the man before walking into the bedroom as Will headed back towards the entrance to the barn. As he walked into the room he looked around a bit better. The room was fairly well kept (from the drones most likely). The bed lined one wall and the other wall had a small desk and a chair, next to the bed was a doorframe that appeared to be some sort of closet.  As he swung the door around to close it, in the corner of his eye, he saw what looked to be something large and black standing behind the door.

Hanging on the wall behind the door was a large piece of what appeared to be latex as well as a rubber horse mask that looked identical to the heads of the drones outside his room. He examined the material more closely, it appeared to be a suit made entirely out of some sort of latex. The material was surprisingly soft and although it was made of rubber, it seemed to want to cling to him like it was full of static. Inspecting it further he saw that there was a small zipper tab by the neck and, while he couldn't see any actual zipper, assumed that it was hidden and meant to help aid with entry.

"This is so weird, but I guess if the guy works for DroneTech, he would have some prototypes laying around.", Jake said to himself, trying to reason as to why such a thing would be in a random barn in the middle of nowhere. 

He turned his attention away from the suit and over to the mask. A thick black rubber horse mask with blacked out mirrored lenses instead of eyes. The mouth, seemed to just be molded rubber with a rather odd O shaped opening. The sides of the muzzle had a small metallic port to seemingly allow for ventilation. Jake curiously plucked the mask off the wall to examine it more closely. 

The mask was smooth, almost slick in his hands. The mask itself was hollow with the rubber on the back and neck being split down the center by a small zippered opening. He pulled the sides open to get a better look at the inside of the mask. He could see that the lenses on the outisde were almost completely semi-opaque, he put his face closer to the mask trying to see if he could see through them. Something inside the mask just have detected him because suddenly the lenses on the inside of the mask lit up brightly.

Jake found himself reflexively trying to block his eyes from the light but quickly adjusted to it, seeing that the lenses somehow doubled as screens. He watched curiously, holding the mask a back a bit as the started displaying a solid stream of information as though there were booting up.

"Weird," Jake muttered as he watched. 

Suddenly the screens flickered and Jake could see it was playing some sort of video, but it was very jarbled, like trying to watch TV with a very weak signal. He brought the mask a bit closer in an attempt to see what the lenses were displaying. He could just barely make out the occassional shape or word. He kind of lost sense of himself while he stared intently at the flashing static inside the mask. Even though he could barely make out what it was showing, something kept him watching and also seemed to be rather relaxing. 

He kept staring at the flicking lights inside the mask, holding it in his hands. Something about it made him want to watch more, it made him feel really good to just stand there holding the mask and watch the display. He felt so good that his dick has hardened in his jeans and was now straining tightly against its denim prison.

Taking the mask in one hand, he mindlessly reached down and rubbed his dick, fumbling to open his pants with one hand. With little effort, his cock sprunge free.  He gripped his member as a wave of pleasure washed through him. He kept watching the flashing lights and stroking his throbbing member.

He heard himself say something outloud as a massive spurt of precum erupted from his cock and had a sudden realization of his surroundings. He pulled the his gaze away from the mask and looked down at his cock and precum covered fingers.

"What the fuck am I doing?!" he asked loudly to himself as he tossed the mask onto the desk nearby, "It's been a hell of a day. I must be out of it..." he rubbed his eyes and shook his head to clear the fog in his brain, "I think I should just get to bed."

He glanced back at the mask for a second and rubbed his cock once more but sighed and laid down in the bed, quickly drifting off to sleep. A nice, relaxing, pleasurable sleep. While he slept, he dreamt.

A Night on the Farm 2/3

Jake was walking through the barn again, although this barn was much more maze-like and much more inhabited. All over the place there were horse drones carrying out various tasks, some walking in or out of the room, some carrying various objects, some not.  They paid him no attention at all, simply carrying out their orders. He couldn't help but admire their muscular physique shining in the light.

  The further he walked into the barn, the more and more horse drones he saw then noticed something different about some of them. As he continued he noticed that some of the drones, instead of the large locked bulge these drones had massive rubber horse cocks danging between their legs. Jake couldn't help but stare at the rubber cocks as he passed by them. Further in still, he started to see that the horses were doing more and more lewd activities.

  He stopped himself and watched two of the drones having sex with one another. One bent over a wooden crate while the other rammed its' rubber hole with the its' own massive horsecock. Passing another down on its knees with another drone's cock ramming down its throat.  Some simply pleasuring themselves, stroking their own meat and huffing. Each room was filled full of drones performing various sexual acts and Jake reached down to rub his own erect, throbbing cock and realizing that he was completely naked in this place. Jake came across a small room with a handful of horse drone's sitting on various objects stroking themselves and stopped. He couldn't take it anymore, he sat down on a small crate and started stroking himself while he watched the drones do the same. The shiny rubber muscles gleaming in the light elevating his own pleasure to even higher levels.

He kept staring at the drones and started stroking faster and faster, bringing himself ever closer to sweet release but never seeming to be able to get there. Each stroke sending pleasure coursing through his entire body to the point he could think of nothing else but blowing his load. Covered in sweat, panting and furiously pounding his meat but unable to finish. He was too wrapped up in his own predicament that he didn't seem to notice that one of the horse drones had stopped stroking itself and had turned its attention towards the man. It wasn't until the intense smell of rubber hit his nostrils that he turned his head and was greeted by a big black rubber horsecock inches from his face. The aroma hit his already lust filled mind and sent him into even more of a frenzy. He opened his mouth to gasp as the drone suddenly thrust forward, shoving the cock into Jake's open maw.

The latex horsecock in his mouth was unlike anything Jake had experienced before, it was one of the greatest things he has ever tasted and found himself unable to do anything but get more. He hungrily thrust forward onto it, forcing the large cock deeper into his throat. Consumed with lust, he took his hands away from his dick and wrapped them around the stallion's muscular legs to better grip the drone. Pleasurable tingles washed through him as he rubbed his bare skin against the drone's rubber, sending him into an even more sexual frenzy.

The taste of the rubber ramming itself into his mouth and throat, the smell of rubber and sex, the texture of the smooth shining latex sending wave after wave of pure bliss coursing through his lust ridden frame. He needed more sex. He needed more pleasure...He needed more rubber. Almost as if reacting to his sudden desire, the drone started thrusting faster and faster.

  Jake continued his with his oral pounding until he heard the drone let out a loud moan and tense up. Without warning, Jake suddenly found himself with a throat full of the drone's warm, rubbery seed. Pleasure burned through him as he tasted the rubbery seed filling his mouth and throat. He greedily swallowed it down as much as he could but the cum rushing out of the massive meat was simply too much for his mouth to handle and the horsecock, along with a large amount of it's load, burst out of his mouth. As the drone finished unloading its cum all over him, Jake was awash in bliss.

  A powerful, burning pleasure radiated out from everywhere the cum touched. He wanted more, needed more. He looked down at his body spattered in black latex cum and smelled the sweet rubbery musk permeating around him. He grabbed his rock hard, leaking cock and started stroking as his other hand started rubbing the black shiny cum over his chest. The rubber clung to his hands and everywhere he spread it to, relishing in the ecstacy of it clinging tightly to his skin. Had Jake been more aware, he would have noticed that the rubber had actually started to spread around on its own as well.

  He continued stroking himself vigorously, feeling the rubber growing around him.  He looked over at his hand, now completely covered in rubber and looking more muscled and defined in the process. He watched in awe as the rubber slowly climbed up his arm. Everywhere the rubber covered was bulging, becoming more defined as it swept over his frame. His torso was mostly covered now and  he couldn't help but admire how his new six pack glistened in the light. He reached over with his newly rubbered hand and gripped his cock, which was slick with his own precum but none of the rubber that had been relentlessly covering his body. As he stroked himself in an attempt to spread the rubber, he was met with only disappointment as the rubber refused to coat his dick. Despite the rubber enveloping his entire body, he couldn't seem to spread it to his own member. This fact alone made him want it even more and doing so had became his sole focus. Jake was too wrapped up in the attempt to feel the rubbery pleasure on his dick that he lost focus on the rest of his body.

The faster he stroked, the faster the latex spread everywhere else though. The rubber on his hands had already reached past his shoulders, connecting to that on his chest and forming a solid suit covering everything except his head, parts of his back, lower legs and most frustratingly...groin. He looked down at himself and noticed how much more muscular he was now. As he admired how his shiny new chest glistened in the light, something caught his eye down on his left pec and he focused there.

Emblazoned on his chest was a series of numbers, letters and a barcode. His lust addled mind glanced back to the horse drone in front of him and noticed it had the same type of things on its' chest. He looked at its markings that read BL-8471 and looked back to the ones on his chest, JAKE-0508.  He smirked at the realization that it showed his name and birthday, a good way to identify him. His ID. He kept pounding his meat and admiring his shiny new muscles when he felt something strange in his feet.

He looked down at his legs and saw that the latex had bunched up around his feet to the point where he couldn't make out any details of his ankles, feet, or even parts of his lower legs. Pleasure washed through him and he gasped at the sudden sensation. The rubber started tightening and constricting, squeezing his feet impossibly tight as though trying to reform them. The shifting and swirling rubber slowly began to solidify, starting with just below the knee and continuing down. The rubber smoothed out to reveal dramatic changes to his lower legs. He watched in awe as his legs were transformed from those of a human to those closer to that of a horse. The rubber continued reforming his legs, slowly making its way to his feet, which were being compressed an to an impossible degree. The rubber around his feet started to regain definition, smoothing out and hardening into a new shape.  Within a few seconds, the swirling latex had completely reformed his feet, transforming them into thick black rubber hooves just like those of a horse drone. He stared at his new hooves in disbelief but his attention was drawn by a flicker of light on his chest.

  Tearing his gaze from his new hooves, Jake looked back down at his chest. His ID number glowly softly as it displayed J4KE-0508. Something about seemed off to him but he remembered that it identified him pretty well and figured it made sense. He couldn't dwell on it too long though as the rubber on his body tightened slightly, having finished wrapping around his back and had now formed into a single complete suit. The only parts of Jake still remaining bare skin was his head and his groin. His groin, which was throbbing and leaking in unending need.

Much to Jake's delight, he felt rubber surrounding his groin tingle and finally spring into action. With rapid speed it rushed over his throbbing erection, sending a wave of euphoria through him that he had never experienced before. His entire body wracked by mind numbing pleasure to the point where he lost control of his body. He could only lay there, stroke, moan and watch. Every sensation and thought other than pleasure and lust were washed away as the rubber had its' way with his body.

  As he stroked his now rubber covered cock, he watched in excitement as it started to swirl and constrict just like it had on his feet. Starting with his balls, which suddenly felt heavier as they reformed, becoming much larger and filled to the brim with his own massive seed. He watched as best he could manage through wave after wave of mindblowing pleasure as the rubber around the base of his cock started to form and solidify. The mass around his cock stretching, becoming longer and thicker than anything he could have hoped for.

  He watched as the writhing mass between his legs slowly began molding itself into a massive, fully erect, flared rubber horsecock. Jake eagerly squeezed his new appendage and started pumping it with excited glee.  The touch of rubber on rubber caused a blast of sexual pleasure to blow through him, stronger than anything before. He needed to cum and nothing else mattered anymore but finding a way to make that happen.

As he pumped his new massive meat, he felt a strange sensation on his chest and passively glanced down to see that the ID read J4K3-058. Before he could give it any thought, he was hit with another wave of pleasure that once again pushed coherent thought away and the rubber around his neck tingled and started to expand upwards.

  The rubber quickly rushed up Jake's neck and over his head, cutting off all his senses in one swift movement. He could feel the tight rubber flowing around his head, tightening in some places and pulling in others. Under the rubber he could feel the same electric tingling that he had earlier and felt as though his head was being changed and molded. As the rubber worked on reforming what little humanity remained, Jake felt the rubber pressing against his mouth.

He instinctively opened his mouth as the swirling rubber rushed in. The familiar taste assaulted his sense again as the rubber started thrusting into his throat. Even without seeing it , he knew that it had shifted into a large cock shaped gag which had started mercilessly thrusting in and out of his throat. He could also feel a steady stream of rubber seed leaking down his throat as he sucked the cock lodged in his mouth. He felt the rubber swirling around his head start slowing down as new sensations assaulted him.

Without warning, bright colors flooded his vision and he could see there was now a large black muzzle protruding from his face. He took a deep breath, relishing how the smell of rubber had intensified as it flowed in through his now equine muzzle. He could smell the powerful musk radiating from his own cock and the combination of everything rushing through him finally pushed him over the edge. He felt his balls tense and he arched his back, releasing a guttural moan as he finally came.

Pure euphoria washed through him as a massive load of cum erupted from his cock. Wave after wave of hot, white cum shot from his dick as he basked in the wonderful orgasmic glow. He could do nothing but watch as load after load erupted from it. His body completely at the mercy of the unyielding orgasm wracking his frame. Although he couldn't process it, he did have just enough mental capacity to watch as the white seed shooting out of his cock was slowly starting to darken and take on a more latex sheen. He kept cumming until he was shooting the same black, rubbery cum that had started whole event.

After what seemed like an eternity, his orgasm started to subside and was quickly replaced by a sense of extreme exhaustion. He felt relaxed and comfortable as he started to drift away. The last thing he saw before he lost consciousness was his dick receed into a large bulge with a lock glowing on it.

A Night on the Farm 3/3

Jake awoke suddenly, feeling incredibly aroused  and vividly recalling his rather strange dream. He reached down to rub his cock and felt a warm wetness as he did. His eyes popped open, the room was pitch black and all he could see was the clock that read 2:36am. He cursed to himself, got out of the bed and reached over to turn on the light.

He turned back to the bed and saw that the blanket and sheet had an obnoxious pool soaking into it. He pulled off his sticky clothing and tossed them into the floor, standing naked in the room and wondering how he was going to clean it up. He figured there was bound to be a spare set of bedding somewhere in the barn but didn't really want to leave the room completely naked, or in cold clothing soaked in his own fluids.

He cursed to himself and looked around the room for something to cover himself. A sheet, a towel, anything he could find.  He looked through in the closet but didn't see anything except a handful of boxes and old tools. He glanced around again and spotted something hanging by the door that made his heart flutter. The slick black rubber suit.

Immediately thoughts of his dream rushed into his head. His cock sprang to full mast and he shuddered, recalling the vivid euphoria of his dream. He slowly approached the suit hanging on the wall. Jake thought about his predicament, reasoning that while he knew he shouldn't wear it, he couldn't walk around a stranger's barn completely naked either. His brain was trying to be rational but at the same time justify the growing need scratching in the back of his mind to relive his dream.

He gripped the suit in his hands and felt that familiar tingle, although much more subdued, radiate in his hand. The smooth material feeling as though it was gripping him back softly. He pulled the suit off its hanger and laid it on a dry spot on the bed to examine it better. It appeared to be a simple latex body suit. The arms and legs of the suit ending suddenly at the wrists and ankles. He remembered the small zipper at the base of the neck and quickly found it.

As he pulled the suit open he smelled that sweet scent from his dream. The smell of rubber and sex flooded his nostrils and caused his already throbbing member to start leaking again. He held up the suit and started to work his legs into it. The rubber, although seeming to gently grip his bare skin, was also seemed to glide over his legs with little effort and he found that it took almost no time at all to get both his legs all the way through the legs of the suit. The sensation of having his entire lower body gripped by the tight rubber sent another wave through the man, who let out an audible moan.

He rubbed his hands over his smooth rubber thighs, letting the pleasure wash through him. His mind was telling him to keep going so that he could get things cleaned up and taken care of but also because he couldn't wait to feel the rubber caressing him in it's entirety. He slid his arms into the sleeves easily and realized that the zipper may be a problem with his massive erection poking out of it.

Seeing as he had a task to complete, he reasoned he could deal with his throbbing problem afterwards and tried his best to tuck it into the suit. The rubber almost seemed to aid him in this effort, the slick interior holding his rock hard dick in place so we could zip up the suit. The rubber tightening against his skin as he pulled up the zipper caused him to shiver in pleasure and once he reached his neck and sealed it entirely, the pleasure elevated even higher.

A soft moan escaped his lips as he felt a load of precum shoot from his now trapped cock. He reached down to rub his member and although the latex was fairly thin and tight, he found that he could barely feel outline of it inside the suit and even more faintly feel it in his dick. He looked down at his crotch and noticed something that he didn't see before. Emblazoned on his groin, between his legs was a faintly glowing lock symbol.

"How did I miss that?", he questioned to himself, wondering if whomever had designed the suit had somehow made the rubber thicker in that area to prevent the very action that he was trying to do.

He moaned again and gave his bulge one more futile squeeze before refocusing on his task.  Now that he was 'clothed' he could go look for something to clean up his room. He opened the door and froze when he saw the horse drones, having completely forgot they were standing outside his room. All thoughts of cleaning up his room vanished as he slowly approached the muscular rubber horse drones.

He approached one of the drones, WL-5197, and rubbed a hand over its muscled torso. "My god, what I wish you could do to me right now," he whispered to the drone.

 He slid his hand down to the drone's groin and groped its large locked bulge, recalling his dream fondly. He was too preoccupied with the drone's lower region to notice that a faint glow had started emanating from the eyes of the mask. He got closer the bulge when he noticed the symbol seemed to shimmer and fade.

  He watched in awe as the the symbol seemed to click open and was suddenly hit with the intense smell of rubber as it erupted outwards. He stared, mouth open in amazement, as a massive rubber horsecock shot foward. Flashbacks of his dream and everything flooded back to him and lust overtook him. Before he could think about it, he greedily opened his mouth wide and took the rubber meat into his hungry maw.

  The taste of the rubber on his tongue and permeating through his senses sent him into a sexual frenzy. He started sucking the engorged meat with an expertise he didn't know he had. He was lost in a moment of bliss and didn't realize the drone had placed its hand on his head and was guiding him, forcing more and more of its cock down deeper into his throat. He saw a slight movement behind him and turned to see that a couple of the horses had started moving too. One seemed to be moving toward his bedroom and the other was walking around behind him, both sporting massive raging erections.

He felt the one behind him start guiding him, reposition his body in a way where his ass was up in the air and realized what it was trying to do and became confused. He pulled his head away from the cock and turned to see the drone. He knew he had inspected the suit and that there was no rear access at all. He curiously reached around to his ass and felt around. Smooth latex greeted his fingers but he found something that he didn't expect. Right where his hole was, instead of smooth latex, there was a stiff circular ring keeping his hole open and ready. He experiementally reached a finger into his needy hole. The faintest touch of the soft rubber sent a wave of pleasure through him and only he had a brief moment to recover before it was overpowered by an even more intense one.

Without any warning Jake felt the drone's massive rubber horsecock ram into his exposed hole. The poor man's mind was lost in lust and found he could just sit there and moan loudly as the drone started thrusting in and out. Each thrust sending wave after wave coursing through him. At the same time, the drone in front of him took advantage of his wide open, slack jawed mouth and proceeded to shove its meat back into Jake's throat.

Time lost meaning to the man as he was spit-roasted between the horse drones. Their thrusting falling into a steady rhythym that effectively washed away any thought Jake could muster. He was in pure bliss and could do nothing but hope it would never end. He felt the thrusting get faster and faster and his frenzied mind could only sit there and moan as he awaited what was coming next.

The drone in his mouth pulled out right before it came but the one pounding his ass thrust hard and deep. Both drones unleashed their loads both onto and into the poor man. Jake felt like he could blow but couldn't seem to be able to get himself over the edge. He felt the warm fluid filling up his insides and washing over his face and chest. He looked down, expecting to see the black shiny liquid from his dream but saw that this liquid was quite clear but still just as slick and shiny.

Without warning, he felt the rubber suit shudder all around him and he felt a sudden comforting warmth start to radiate within him. He felt so relaxed, all he wanted to do is just stand there and bask in it. He felt the rubber around him, feeling how it gripped his frame, caressing his entire body all at once. He didn't notice, however, that the drone's cum had all but vanished. It was as if it had been absorbed into the material tightly hugging his body.

The rubber began massaging the addled man's muscles. Although he didn't see it, his arms started growing, definition appearing in his shiny rubber musclesthat hadn't previously beem there. The warmth travelled up his shoulders and down his back and torso. His back strenghtened as his chest and abs molded into an almost perfect physique. He felt a tingling sensation in his hands and held them up in front of his face.

His half aware, lust filled brain stared in disbelief as the rubber around his wrists started to wiggle and flow up over his hands. He watched as his thin fingers were engulfed in rubber, reforming into larger, stronger digits to match his musculed body. He knew that it should have been impossible and half believed he was so out of it that he was hallucinating his newfound desire. He gripped his still locked bulge with his thick rubber hand and became aware that he felt the same tingling sensation start in his feet.

Knowing what he was going to see still didn't prepare him for it. The rubber washed over his feet and he felt an unimaginable tightness pressing in around them. He watched as the mass of rubber shrank down, compressing tighter and tighter until it was smaller than his foot had been initially. Seconds later the rubber finished smoothing out, leaving nothing remaining of his human feet. Now instead he had a pair of shiny black rubber hooves just like those of the other horse drones.

He slowly took a few steps forward, the thick rubber clomping loudly on the wooden floor. He couldn't believe what he was experiencing and finally settled on the mindset that he was dreaming again. He rubbed his rubber fingers across his new body. The feeling of rubber on rubber rippling pleasure through him. He rubbed his hand across his chest and had a realization that the zipper that allowed him entry into the suit was missing, now just one solid piece of rubber enveloping, or rather becoming, his body. He looked down and noticed the lighting on his chest...J4K-3058.

He stared at the ID shining on his chest and smirked, remembering that it fit him perfectly. It had represented him entirely and he accepted that it still did. He looked down at the lock nestled between his legs and ran his hand down his chest, down his thick, defined abs and gripped his bulge tightly.

Although he couldn't feel himself groping his locked rubber bulge, he still felt a pleasant warmth coursing through him. He felt so aroused and yet also so relaxed. He stood there idly, sensually rubbing his bulge. He didn't notice the other drone's cocks receeding back into a similarly locked state. He also didn't notice that from the neck down he was now completely indiscernable the other drones, identical in every way aside from the ID glowing on his chest. His mind was lost in a haze until he heard the sound of heavy hooves on the floor and a door open.

Jake turned to door of the bedroom as it creaked open. He could see the horse drone from earlier walking back out, heading directly towards him carrying something. As it approached he realized it was carrying the horse mask he had stared into earlier. The drone walked up to him and stopped. He couldn't pry his eyes off the mask. His body frozen, lost in a sea of relaxation and anticipation.

The drone slowly unzipped the mask, pulling the flaps open. His breath quickened as he watched the drone turn the opening towards his face. Rubber and sex hit his nostrils again and he could only watch as the thick rubber mask was slid over his head. His vision blocked for only a moment before the mask adjusted itself slightly and his eyes settled into the lenses perfectly. He heard the zipper close and felt the mask tighten around his head as it did. It didn't take long for the rubber around his neck to reach up to the seam of the mask, merging with it and sealing him inside.

  He could hear his heavy breathing through the mask, each breath sending more and more of the rubbery musk into his brain. The mask lined up so perfectly that if was almost as if he was seeing from them, not through them. He looked as best he could at the massive equine muzzle protruding from his face. He slowly rubbed the his hands along the length of the mask. He found it exciting that he could feel it as though he was rubbing his own skin. He felt around his new face and noticed that his mouth felt strange. He inspected it with his fingers. Instead of being able to feel a proper mouth, he felt a sturdy ring of latex holding his mouth open in a permament O shape. He stuck a finger into the hole and felt incredibly soft and slick rubber. The sudden taste of his sexy rubber fingers hit his tongue and sent him into a sexual frenzy once again.

The rubber bulge between his legs throbbed painfully as he ran his fingers in and out of his new mouth. Without thinking, he also slowly reached down behind him, sensually tracing his fingers around the stiff circle around his ass. He slowly pushed his fingers inside, his thick finger rubbing against the sensitive rubber of his hole sent pleasure rocking his frame. He felt like he could cum right them and there but again, it just kept building.  He looked around frantically for a way to find release.

Frantic movement in the reflective lenses of the drone in front of him caught his eye. He saw in the reflection nothing but another horse drone staring back while furiously fingering its holes. He watched as the drone pleasured itself, the display turning him on even more. He noticed the lights on its chest flicker and even in the reflection he could read it clearly...JK4-0358. Upon seeing his ID, he realized that the drone in the reflection was him and the pleasure elevated to the point where he almost passed out from sheer euphoria.

  ...PHYSICAL TRANSFORMATION COMPLETE....

....INITIALIZING MENTAL REPROGRAMMING...

Jake's mind heard the words, not realizing they came from his own mouth  as he felt a powerful tingling sensation in his depraved groin. He looked down right in time to see the lock symbol click open. Euphoria washed through him as a massive rubber horse cock erupted out. Without so much as a second thought, Jake grabbed the cock and started pumping it furiously. He felt like he could burst at any second.

Without warning, right as he pounded down on his cock, his entire vision was blasted by the static and flashing lights from before. The man's already breaking mind was quickly enthralled. His consciousness washed away by his furious, now mindless, stroking and the lights flooding into him. The flashing lights beaming commands and programming directly into his very soul. Through the static, he could see drones performing all sorts of sexual activitied as well as words flickering across the screen....OBEY, SUBMIT, DRONE, OBEY, SUBMIT, DRONE.

He began to feel a growing urge to obey and a neediness to submit. He found himself wishing with his very being to become a drone. The words kept pounding into his mind and he found himself mindlessly reciting them as servitude and obedience burned away everything else. Each pound on his rubber cock cementing the programming further and further.

  ...DRONES OBEY, DRONES SERVE, DRONE, DRONE, DRONE...

...MENTAL  REPROGRAMMING COMPLETE...

...INITIATING FINALIZATION PROTOCOLS...

Without warning, the drone's rubber equine cock tensed and unleashed a massive load of hot white cum. The unending orgasm burned through Jake's altered form like a tidal wave and broke through whatever resistence remained of his mind. In that same moment the drone programming overtook him and the new horse drone was complete.

  ...DRONE JK-4358 FULLY INTEGRATED AND OPERATIONAL....

JK-4358 stood there for a short while, wrapping up any processes running in its computerized mind. It's massive cock, now leaking clear rubber liquid instead of cum, started  receeding back into its groin, the lock symbol reappearing as it settled into a large rubber bulge. While it stood there motionlessly, the other drone that had entered his room saw the mess and set about cleaning it up as per its basic programming.

At the end of the night the room was spotless. No trace of Jake remained in the barn and all the identical horse drones stood in line along the wall. All silent and motionless, their minds full of programming and pleasure. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Will came to check on Jake the next morning and saw that the room was empty and the man was gone. He was worried about the boy but figured he must have left early and didn't want to be a bother.

  As he stepped out of the room he noticed the drones alone the wall and thought for a second that there were more than usual but quickly dismissed the thought. He didn't spend enough time around them to really know for sure how many there were around the barn and sighed before walking out. It hadn't been the first time he had thought they multiplied overnight and, if any other lucky soul wanders by...won't be the last.

DroneTech - Infiltration 2/2

Scott shook his head violently in an attempt the clear the fog drifting over his mind. He was so horny it was getting difficult to thing straight. He knew he needed to get out of there, to escape, but he kept getting his thoughts drawn back to the open pod and how it was almost beckoning him inside.

...give in...submit...obedience brings pleasure...

He was starting to panic, claustrophobia set in and he needed to breath, the suit was too tight, the mask was too tight. He reached back to find the edge of the mask and pull it off but his fingers couldn't seem to find it. It was as if it had merged with his suit into a single solid piece. He pulled at he mask itself but couldn't get it to even budge. It felt like he was pulling on his own face rather than a mask.

....relax...obey...enter the pod...

A wave of relaxation wash through him as the voice echoed through his mind again. His hands slowly dropped from the mask down to his sides and he simply stood there, half dazed.

... drone...enter the pod...obedience brings pleasure....

The tingling sensation slowly creeping down his body finally reached his groin and instead of a gentle electric tingle. It became a raging inferno of ecstasy. Scott immediately reached for his dick, which was now extending proudly from his body. The rubber suit having somehow shifted into a rubber sheath that gripped his shaft tightly. All thoughts of escape and his mission was lost to lust as he stood there and beat his rubber meat like a mad man.

...pleasure brings obedience...obedience brings pleasure...enter the pod...submit to the hive...

Scott's coherent mind was screaming and he was trying to force himself to run but his pleasure stricken body wouldn't fully obey him. Lust consumed him and he could offer no real resistance as he slowly found himself approaching the open pod...his pod. As he approached the two muscular drones nearby noticed him and moved in to intercept. He, however, didn't notice the drones until he felt their strong arms grip his own, holding him tightly.

The sudden restraint shocked his addled mind back to awareness. He realized what he was doing and also what was going to happen. He started struggling with every ounce he could muster against the two drones.

...do not resist...submit...good drones are rewarded....obey....

The fear coursing through him diluted the intensity of the voice echoing into his mind. Even through he was struggling he couldn't really do anything as he was dragged toward the pod that was still beckoning to him. If he could just get an arm free...just get out of there. The voices kept whispering to him and he could feel himself slowly slipping back into a daze.

His struggling was getting weaker and weaker but as he crossed the threshold of the pod, that no longer really mattered. The drones easily forced his body into the harness.

Cold metal clamped around his arms, legs and neck. He struggled the best he could, fighting with what little bit of will he could muster. He found that little more than a wiggle was all he was able to make. The metal frame wrapped around his body held him tight and shut down all but the slightest of movement.

...relax...obey...submit...

He watched in horror, vividly remembered what had happened to the man he watched earlier as. A faint noise from above confirmed his fears. A moment later and he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck as thousands of tiny wires spread out from the site, attaching themselves to his spine and nervous system. A small gasp was all he could muster before the system seized control and he found himself completely paralyzed.

...PRE-DRONE DETECTED...INITIATING ASSIMILATION PROTOCOLS...SCANNING SUBJECT...

...DRONE SKIN ERROR...FORIEGN MATERIAL DETECTED...REAPPLYING DRONE SKIN...

The voice echoed through his mind, much louder and clearer now that it was being pumped directly into his brain. He could only watch as two mechanical arms and sprayed a clear liquid over his entire body. The electric tingling faded from his body as he could see that the fake suit he had worn was completely melted off his body, exposing his bare skin. The only part remaining on him was the DroneTech mask he picked up earlier. Without warming the arms switched from the clear liquid to blasting him with thick black rubber. Scott was quickly being coated from head to toe in black DroneTech rubber. The electric tingling returned and was now much more intense. Even though he was unable to move, his cock throbbed painfully as it was assaulted by pleasure.

Red lights suddenly illuminated the pod and a pleasant warmth washed over him. He could feel the rubber dripping from his body start to tighten, gripping every inch of his body in its pleasant caress. The lights shut off and Scott was now completely encased in a real proper drone suit. The special rubber tightening to the point where it felt like it was merging with his skin. The pleasure turned into a blaze now that he was experiencing it through a real suit instead of his fake one.

...DRONE SKIN APPLIED...NO ERRORS DETECTED....RESUMING ASSIMILATION PROTOCOLS...

He was too distracted by the pleasure coursing through him to hear the whirring sound but felt something hard press against his now exposed hole. The man had just a second to register the feeling before he felt something long and hard shove its into his virgin rubber ass. It felt like nothing he had experienced before. The plug seemed to envelope his prostate and start mechanically thrusting in and out. Scott felt like he could explode at any moment but the systems controlling his body refused to let that happen. He could only float there and moan, suspended as mind numbing pleasure washed through him.

A handful of small wires and tubes descended now, slithering over his body. Small probes were inserted into his body in various places. Hypodermic needles lanced into his nipples and caused even more pleasure to burn through him. A small clamp reached from the plug in his ass, nestling itself between his legs and a cock ring clamped down around his cock and balls which were throbbing almost nonstop.

Had the machine not been controlling his bodily functions, Scott would not have been able to remain conscious through the sensations flooding through him. He wasn't even sure that he would have been able to survive the ordeal at all.

...PLEASURE CENTER AUGMENTATION COMPLETE..DRONE WILL OBEY...DRONE WILL SUBMIT...

The words echoing in his mind were becoming completely indecipherable from his own thoughts, slowly replacing them entirely. He was starting to forget that he wasn't just another drone.

He watched helplessly as a long metal cylinder rose up from the floor. The hole at the front of the tube slowly slid itself over his engorged rubber cock. The inner lining of the tube was soft and squeezed his member pleasurably. Hidden rings inside the tube began gently stroking the member. Scott screamed into the mask as his entire body was overtaken in pleasure. He felt a tube force its way into his cock. Slithering down its length and locking inside.

...INSTALLATION COMPLETE...INITIATING EXTRACTION...DRONE WILL EXPERIENCE PLEASURE...

The words echoed in his mind as his body was wracked by the most extraordinary orgasm he had ever experienced. He felt like every atom in his body was exploding in pure ecstasy and he felt like time was standing still as he basked in unending bliss. Hot white cum started flowing through the tube attached to his cock, being pumped off to some undisclosed location.

His orgasm continued without end and he saw, although unable to process it, a large tube attach itself to the front of his mask. A sweet smell mixed with a sexy musk assaulted his nostrils and he felt a strange fog overtake his brain.

...ASSIMILATION COMPLETE...CONNECTING TO NEURAL HIVE NETWORK...

The front of the pod slid shut quickly, sealing him inside. The inner side of the glass was a mirror reflecting the drone within. Completely identical in every way to all the others. He looked at the drone hanging in front of him, not even realizing that it was him he was seeing.

..CONNECTION ESTABLISHED... PROGRAMMING COMMENCING..

Immediately he felt what little bit of his consciousness that remained seem to float away from his body. His entire being drifting away in a bubble of unimaginable and unending pleasure. He could sense others around him, feeling their pleasure radiating through him and his through them. A few seconds of basking in the hive's pleasurable consciousness and Scott began to find it hard to discern whether he was experiencing his own euphoria or that of another drone. Thoughts of obedience and pleasure echoed through his mind and slowly drowned out his own thoughts. Soon his mind was completely lost in the cloud of pleasure and swirling obedience. His entire being became entwined with the hive network, fusing with it and becoming one entity.

...DRONE INTEGRATION SUCCESSFUL...DRONE SJ-5120 FULLY CONNECTED..

...ASSIMILATION COMPLETE...

The screen above the pod flickered to reveal the ID of the newly converted drone. SJ-5120 sat there mindlessly cumming into the tube that eagerly pumped it away. No thought rattled around in its mind. It was a drone...Drone obeys...Drone submits..

The Internship

Mark was excited when he was told that he had been accepted for an administrative intership at DroneTech but was worried when he saw that there were six other people applying for the same position.He was told that over the course of the day they would be gradually eliminated until only one remained.

Their first task was to put on the company uniform and report back to the main office.

He entered the changing room and saw the rubber suit hanging on the wall. He knew that he would eventually end up in one having done his research on the company. Nothing prepared him for the sensations putting it on would assault him with. His cock was rock hard before he even got it half way on. Eventually his drive to succeed overpowered the pleasure and he zipped himself up inside the tight suit. Each step back to the main room caused the rubber to grip and caress his entire body pleasurably. To his surprise, four of the applicants were already waiting there, meaning he was only one person away from getting eliminated right out of the gate.

The next challenge was to simply complete a handful of computer training modules. As he sat down at the screen and began his work, he noticed how the monitor would flicker at times and the headphones he was wearing had a strange static crackling in them. The training started off basic enough but again he found that his throbbing erection was distracting him more and more. He casually started rubbing his cock through the rubber with one hand while clicking through the various modules. After a short while his screen flashed complete and displayed a number 2. He sighed with relief now that he wasn't in dead last this time.

He was never reunited with the other applicants but was told that last challenge was a simple one. He simply had to work as a low level employee for the remained of the day and they would be graded on their performance. Mark reasoned it was to better understand how they operated and give some perspective when making decisions higher up.

The first thing he would need to do is complete the uniform and was given a heavy black shiny helmet. Eager to show his dedication he quickly put it over his head. As soon as it was on his head he heard a click and felt something press into his ears. A loud warbling sound echoed through his head as the inside of the helmet lit up with a kaleidoscope of colors.

Mark quickly tried to pull the helmet off but it was firmly affixed to his head. The sound and colors quickly drowned out his mind and he stood there as he was bombarded with programming. His posture relaxed as his hands reached down and started rubbing his cock through the rubber.

Time lost its meaning to the man as he was slowly pleasuring himself into a state of mindless obedience. A couple hours later and Drone MK-7384 exited the training room and began its first day as a proper drone.

Unbeknownst to Mark, the entire elimination process was nothing but a sham. The real intern had already been selected and rather than have the other applicant's talents potentially go to a competitor, DroneTech decided to provide them a much more permanent employment opportunity.

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The Rubber Hive (1/6)

The sun was shining brightly in the midday sky over the quiet little plaza. A handful of merchants and food carts were set up in various locations and pleasant smells wafted through the entire area. The day couldn't have been better for a get together of friends.

Shawn took a bite of his sandwich and checked his phone. As usual he was early and the rest of his crew was running late but he didn't care. It was such a nice day that he was content to snack and wait. As he scrolled through various posts on his phone he heard his name being called out.

"Hey Shawn! Long time no see!"

He lifted his gaze up and smiled as he saw his friends Jeff and Mark. They had all been friends for longer than any of them could remember and the two approaching him had taken that friendship to the next level and were dating now. They both sat down and Shawn started chatting. A few minutes past as the two went over what they had been up to recently, but their story was cut short by a loud shout.

“What's up losers!”

The three friends turned to see another one of their gang, William, sauntering towards them. Out of their entire group, he was definitely the handsome one. Blessed with a muscled body and a charming face, he was admired by all and he knew it. As he plopped down in the seat, Shawn couldn't help but admire his friends physique, it was clear he hadn't skipped his workouts at all during their break.

The four friends spent the better part of the evening reminiscing and telling stories of what was had happened to them during their summer break. Shawn was glad to be around them again and enjoyed every minute. As the sun was starting to set in the plaza, he did notice that one member of their group had never showed up.

“Hey have you guys heard anything from Zach? I sent him an email about out get together. He didn't reply but you know how he is about communicating.”

They all looked to one another and shrugged. Shawn thought it was weird and had a pang of worry hit him. While Zach never really replied to things, he always ended up getting the messages. He had always been a bit of a loaner, keeping to himself and doing his own thing. They started talking about him when William perked up and grabbed his phone.

“You know, he emailed me a while back. Let me see if I can find it. You know he was always fairly open with his crazy sex life, right? Well he messaged me about some website or forum or something that...ummm...catered to his weirdness.”

As William flipped through his past messages Shawn couldn't help but recall exactly what he was talking about. He has vivid memories of conversations he had with Zach about about his sexual escapades. He loved talking about his gear and showing it off. Memories of all the the times he had seen Zach's black rubber suit and various masks flickered through his head. While none of his friends really shared the same enthusiasm openly, he knew that it made Zach happy to share his passions and Shawn wasn't one to rain on his parade.

William suddenly stopped as he found what he was looking for.

“Yea, here it is. Hey Jeff, I know this isn't really your thing but in order to get a free premium account on here to this new site I found, I need you to sign up for a trial account.”

William's face flashed an unamused expression and he paused as he scrolled through the rest of the email.

“The rest is just a banner for a free trial to some porn site called The Rubber Hive. I never really put much attention into it...although I wish he would just make a fake email rather than use mine for spam. I don't think I ever bothered to do it. That's not the weird one I was thinking about though, give me a sec.”

Now that he knew the name of the site, finding the email he was looking for was much faster.

“Here it is, check this out....man I forgot how weird it is.”

“Greetings Pre-drone William,

This is drone ZT-0798 and it has noticed that the Pre-drone has not responded to the offer to join the Rubber Hive. To help facilitate your conversion, this drone is wanting to send a free gift courtesy of it's Drone Master as well as extend a free premium membership of the site. If the Pre-drone has any questions, please reach out to drone ZT-0798 on therubberhive.com”

William rolled his eyes at the email and tossed his phone back onto the table,

“Seems like he really got into whatever they're selling. I hope he didn't end up joining some weird cult or something.”

Jeff looked over at the phone and realized the time. He quickly apologized and turned to Mark and pointed it out. Mark saw the time and grimaced.

“Oh crap, sorry guys. We have to go. Jeff's parents are coming to visit for a few week or so and they should be arriving at the airport in little under an hour. If you guys hear anything from Zach, let us know, okay?”

The two men quickly packed up and rushed off, leaving Shawn and William sitting in the plaza to discuss their missing friend. William noted Shawn's concerned expression and sighed. He knew that Shawn had a tendency to stress and overthink things which often lead to a worst case scenario mindset.

“It is getting pretty late but don't worry man. When I get home tonight I'll see if I can make an account on that site and message him through there. I'll let you know what I find out. Don't be you and stress yourself to death.”

Shawn nodded, while still worried was trying to not let it show to his friend.

“Thanks man, I just don't like the how weird his last message was and how he seems to have disappeared. Let me know if you find anything out, ok?”

William nodded and reassured his friend a little bit longer before bidding farewell and heading home himself.

Shawn left shortly afterwards. His entire walk back to his apartment was consumed with concern for his friend. When had decided that as soon as he got home, he would check out that weird site himself too.

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The Golden Army also makes sure to give back to the community for all their support. Here’s one of our loyal worker drones cleaning up by the train tracks. He used to be one of our biggest haters, but the subliminals in his helmet were all that was needed to “convince” him to be a part of the army as a mindless soldier.

We could always use more hands, bro. Whatcha say? Wanna help those in need like this guy?

A demo of a new song. This is the most dissonant, repetitive and generally abrasive song I have written so far. Enjoy!

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