Wanna-be Gaymer Jock

A 30-something gamer looking for a Coach, Trainer, Bro, or Teammate to make me Obey and transform me into a total Jock.

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this unit needs this gasmask and gag. if any unit can direct this unit to where they may be purchased, this unit will extend gratitude.

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Rubbered up

[tofu83]

What men bred for

5.SAD and PAD

The two Temporary Drones were testing the male milk, and their movements were very smooth, not as stiff as when they were first put on the helmet 2 months ago.

It means that they have completely complied with the programming and will no longer resist. The R&D director was very satisfied with this and thought it could proceed to the next stage.

He also found that the two feral species showed individual differences. Subject No. 1 showed a strong desire for men's milk, but would stop in time before committing any transgressions. Brain wave scans showed that this was completely spontaneous and not forced by the helmet. However, Experimental Subject No. 2 showed no material desires. Simply executing orders can greatly increase its endorphin secretion to produce a euphoric effect, which is somewhat similar to the soldier-type variety, but this needs further confirmation.

The Director ordered the guard drones to remove their restraint armor and mind-control helmets. There was a huge difference from a month ago. The two Earthlings no longer showed signs of panic, but looked very happy instead.

The Director then asked the two humans, "How do you feel now?"

Subject No.1, "The feeling is so wonderful, this place is full of masculinity. The air, scenery, and work are all what I dream of. I was so stupid before, and this is my real home!"

Subject No.2, "It's so comfortable, with unlimited food, a comfortable temperature even when naked, exciting smells, and the pleasant moaning sounds. I don't need to think, I can get so much just by obeying every commands. Is this paradise?”

"But you have been left in the wild for too long. If you want to continue to stay, you have to go through painful transformation. Are you willing?" The Director asked.

"Of course! Please, Master, please keep us! This is what we men bred for! Please let us return to live a normal men!"

The director is very satisfied. The research on earthlings has made the latest progress. When his paper is published, his status in the academic community will be further improved, and he will be able to earn more funds for the next step of his plan.

He ordered the guard drones to place Subject No. 1 into the Guard Converting Chamber, but he modified the programming to include part of the bellwether's program, as well as a few fragments he had never used, and then pressed the "Start" button.

No. 1 felt that tubes were being forced into his mouth and anus and filled with delicious sticky salty wet liquid. He knew these were the men milks he longed for every day, and he was extremely excited. But he didn't know that this was also a new formula with the director's added ingredients. Soon he felt that his whole body was numb, as if his whole body was about to explode, but the desire to be a new person overcame the pain. Eventually, the pain subsided and the two tubes left the body. Then another goo was sprayed all over him, drying and blending into his skin. Finally, a hard object was put on his head, flashing lights appeared in front of his eyes, and white noise filled his ears.

When the door opens, what comes out is the Special Assistant Drone (SAD for short)specially made by the director for himself: it has the functions of a bodyguard, a housekeeper, and a farm worker. SAD has permanently lost the ability to produce male breast milk, but has gained a permanently perfect body in exchange.

No. 2 was put into the Soldier Converting Chamber, and the director added fragments of cows into the programming. Of course, there were also the director's innovative ideas.

The pain No. 2 felt was different from that of No. 1. He felt that his whole body was hot and sweating profusely. The tubes inserted into two holes in his body and the catheter inserted into his blood vessels were forced to infuse unknown liquids. After an unknown amount of time, the uncomfortable situation suddenly dissipated. His body was wiped clean with furry things, and he no longer sweated. There is only one place in the body where mucus is constantly secreted: the anus. Then a hard object was placed on his lower body, and another object was placed on his head. The stimulation and resetting of the senses began.

When the door opened, out stepped the Director's third Product Analyzer Drone (PAD for short). Humans with a low desire for sex are best suited to be transformed into analytical tools because their attitude towards products is absolutely impartial. They also lose the ability to produce male breast milk, but instead their anuses secrete a high-grade lubricant, allowing them to be used an unlimited number of times without taking a break.

When the men’s milk product is injected into their anus through the tube, the machine installed on their body will analyze and transmit it to the director's computer through the head device. After the director presses the confirmation button, the drone will feel pleasure.

The alien director was now in a very happy mood. He decided to enjoy the special functions of the two drones before putting them to work. He directed them to the private room upstairs while thinking that there was so many wild male Earthlings waiting for his rescue. He couldn't help but feel that it was time to call for the establishment of an "Association for the Protection of Male Earthlings."

[tofu83]

What men bred for

4. Stallions and Cows

Countless transparent glass columns are filled with milky white liquid. The liquid surges and gradually recedes, and white figures appear from them.

Now in each column is a smooth, hairless, muscular male figure without genitals. The color of figure’s skin gradually deepens from completely white to normal skin color. Then, the hair and the genital grows, and the figure becomes indistinguishable from a real person.

A strong gust of wind blew through the columns, leaving the men dry and clean. There was a beep in the room and they all opened eyes, the glass of the tube also retracting into the floor. Countless men who looked exactly the same stepped out of the platform, turned left, and walked towards another room.

The two "wild earthlings" escorted by the security drones were shocked by the sight in front of them.

"You were cultivated in this factory, but not in this cloning room. Only the best individuals will be cloned and directly made into adult individuals for rapid shipment." The drones explained to them in a monotone, emotionless voice.

"And you are prey-type humans who were raised from infants to adults using traditional methods, and then released into the wild for hunting. You do not have the memory here because according to regulations, all products leaving the factory must have their memories erased."

Before the two humans could understand the information they heard, a naked man wearing a helmet walked past them with two armored men wearing the same helmet.

"They are the latest products: Space Patrollers. They will be partially mechanized and equipped with armor before leaving the factory to adapt to the harsh environment of outer space. The one in the middle should be considered "the best of the best", so the mechanization process was stopped. He will be modified into a "Stallion" and he will provide his semen to create excellent clones until he die."

" Yet you two are an inferior breed that does not know how to obey your alien masters. You cannot become soldiers, guards or other useful characters, except used as nothing but food." the security drones said.

"However, the R&D director of the factory believes that even wild low-level species like yours can be domesticated, so he arranged this factory tour for you."

The two prisoners were taken to the next room, which contained a row of huge glass tanks filled with milky white liquid, a super muscular man wearing a helmet and covered in black rubber armor, and a group of men wearing helmets, boots and metal briefs.

"What you see is the Bellwether and a whole herd of Cows. The screens on the inside of their helmets are playing scenes of human sexual intercourse in a loop, and the metal underwear constantly stimulates their genitals and arseholes, keeping them on the edge of climax for a long time.

The difference is: the semen of the Cows is of high quality and can be used as high-quality nutrition for the alien masters. They should fill the entire tanks with semen every day;

The Bellwether is responsible for managing the entire herd of dairy cows. Their own semen is of poor quality, but their desire for semen is so strong that they are not allowed to ejaculate but are fed semen as a reward for their work.”

"So why are the masters showing us this?" one of the prisoners asked tremblingly.

"It is a very good start for you to start calling 'Masters'. You will make preliminary adjustments, put on the mind control helmet, and assist the R&D director in the laboratory as a 'Quality Control Assistant' for one month. The earthlings who can serve as the Master's personal assistant is supreme glory."

"And after that?"

"After one month, your helmets will be removed, and the R&D director will review your degree of domestication to determine whether you can become better individuals, or you can only be destroyed."

Before the two prisoners could react, they were put on helmets. A spiral appeared in front of their eyes. The director's whispers sounded in their ears. At the same time, they also felt a device being installed on their groin, giving them a comfortable feeling.

The drone released the two prisoners, trembling with pleasure at the "reward" the armor had given them.

The two prisoners, now "Temporary Drones", were completely hypnotized, controlled by the helmet's instructions, and walked towards the quality control room like robots.

[tofu83]

What men bred for

3.8 A Memory

This is a memory of a "wild human". The so-called wild are just prey-type humans that often escape from hunting. They are actually still bred by machines rather than reproducing by themselves in the wild. We can be sure of this because we only produce male humans.

The robot hunters who are rounding up wild humans are also converted from the humans we cultivated. Their predecessors are hunter-type humans.

Our scientific research team purchased this memory on the black market and they have confirmed that it belongs to one of the two prey, but they are not sure which one. However, analysis found that the individual with this memory was very strong and longed for stronger power. When escaping, he was not thinking about his weakness, but wondering why he was not a robot.

Such a strong, positive human being who desires to be controlled by Masters should not be kept as a prey type in a hunting ground for entertainment, but should be brought back to the laboratory to extract its "essence" and replicate it to create more excellent ones like him.

This proves that the current practice of breeding humans for entertainment is a waste of resources and should be banned.

In addition, we also strongly recommend retrieving these two wild humans in our memories. At least one of them is an extremely precious individual and must not be culled. Be sure to act as soon as possible to avoid being bought and modified by someone who knows the goods and destroying the pure genetic sequence.

[tofu83]

What men bred for

3.5 Private modification

In a mysterious and dark room, a large device was buzzing, with fluorescent lights flashing one after another. The screen next to it displayed data detected and analyzed by AI, and a progress bar marked the current process.

Subject: EX-11

Physical Enhancement: 90%

Mind Conversion: 70%

Memory Erase: 50%

Emotional State: Stable

Libido Level: Medium

…………

The owner of the subject looked at the data and smiled with satisfaction.

It's amazing that this subject is still resisting and holding on longer than the previous ten subjects. Although individuals with strong mind power are difficult to tame, once conquered, they will become more loyal than ordinary individuals, will not betray their masters, and will be more ferocious in battle.

It was a wise decision to buy this "wild human" at a high price on the black market. It was a wise decision to buy this "wild human" at a high price on the black market. Originally, he was worried that the businessman was deceiving him by saying that this human was a "non-genetically modified human" who accidentally escaped from a hunting ground. It seems that he is worrying too much.

Humans produced by the government for legal purchase are added with various unnecessary genes, especially the absolute obedience gene, which limits human potential.

Nowadays, only those "prey-type" humans who are released in "hunting grounds" for the wealthy Alien Masters to hunt for entertainment may have pure genes closest to the original humans, but even among the "prey-type" there are many individuals have genes from other organisms added to them, making it difficult for the owner to adjust them to his own needs.

The law also stipulates that humans who escape from hunting grounds must be killed immediately. Because they are able to escape from complex alien technological protection measures and survive stubbornly in the wild, it means that they are individuals with superior IQ and physical abilities than ordinary humans, and are very likely to cause ecological catastrophe.

Therefore, the experimental body in the machine can be said to be the best of the best, rare to find. This human being will become his owner's strongest fighter in the underground fighting arena. Throwing humans into metal cages to fight has become a popular pastime for the Alien Masters, much like how humans once played cockfights. Moreover, centuries ago, humans also locked themselves in cages and fought with each other. It is human nature.

The owner couldn't wait to see what his carefully adjusted fighter looked like now, so he opened the machine's observation window. Inside the machine was a bucket filled with milky white viscous liquid, which is the so-called Modification Tank. The liquid was filled with body-enhancing nutrients, medicines, and DNA carefully selected by the owner to suit the fighter. Through advanced technology, the DNA of the subject would be assimilated and transformed with the DNA in the pool, and he would become a more perfect version.

The base of the liquid was, of course, human semen. Male humans are extremely obsessed with semen. Spraying semen on their heads or bodies will make them blush, their heart beats, their metabolism accelerates, and their spirits are high. So immersing human subjects in the semen pool will naturally improve the efficiency and success rate of transformation. Although the owner cannot produce a large amount of semen with the few humans at hand, it is a common product that can be purchased on the market, although it is usually used as food or drink.

"Raise the experimental subject" the owner commanded the machine.

The human experimental subject EX-11 rose from the thick milk. He has a strong body, a sculpted figure, and a beautiful face. The owner was so excited but also surprised that he actually had a "sexual interest" in this lowly creature! Is he a zoophile? He must discuss this with his psychiatrist.

EX-11's eyes and ears were covered with the brainwashing device, which was a visor with built-in headphones. This device was erasing his unnecessary memories and transforming his desire for freedom into loyalty to his master. It also had the function of calming his emotions.

Control rings were attached to his limbs. Not only is this device heavy, but its movement direction is controlled by a computer. Not only can it avoid human resistance, but it can also force him to perform various actions, such as now allowing him to display his perfect body for the owner to admire.

His hips and thighs were covered in rubber combat shorts, which allowed him to more quickly accept his new identity: a fighter and warrior slave. Having body wrapped tightly ccan turn some humans on, and owners are glad the EX-11 is no exception.

Finally, the most important part: the groin, was fitted with a special chastity belt. This is not simply to prevent his erection, but to control his sexual function to cooperate with the brainwashing device and increase the efficiency of transformation. The inside of this device is a sucker in the front and an anal plug in the back. There is a catheter in between to connect the urethra and anus, so his urine, prostatic fluid, and semen will be used for his own use and will not be wasted.

The owner looked at his perfect creation and couldn't wait to use it, touch it, put it into action, and show it off to his friends.

"Computer, perform the latest brainwashing program to allow his mind conversion to catch up with the progress of his physical transformation."

"Confirmed, start program: Gamma-Alpha-Psi-69"

Ex-11 began to tremble, pant, and roar. The owner laughed excitedly, "Become my fighter now! EX-11!"

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What's going on? I remember that I fell into a coma after being caught by the robot. When I woke up, I smelled full of semen, and why couldn't I move? What are these strange symbols and the spiral in front of my eyes? My lower body seems to be covered by something. It’s a little uncomfortable but I feel so happy. So strange.

"You will obey. You are male. Male all obey."

"I am male, I obey." I recite reflexively, and feel my penis being massaged, and something inserted further into my anus. Feel so good. Obey, feel good.

"You will fight. You are male. Male all fight."

"I am male. I will fight." Yes, I will fight and obey! No! It’s not logical! I should fight the urge to obey! I must be free! I escaped the horrible wild land and lived free with my partner! Ahhh!! It’s hurt! My penis and balls are being squeezed so hard!

"Incorrect! You are a slave. You will fight for owner!"

When the voice said "slave" and "owner", I feel immediately pleasure from my back hole! It’s wrong, I must resist but….

"Resistance is pointless, disobedience is wrong. It is wise to give up and right to obey. You are male, you obey and fight. You are a slave and you fight for the owner."

"I…I am male, slave, fight for the owner." And a sudden pleasure wash all over my body. This is correct.

"You are EX-11. You like blood. You are violence. You are a fighter. "

No! I fight but not for blood! I fight because I am male, a male fight for free…Ah, no! I am a male fighter slave of my owner….

Oh, the massage on my phallus is so good. Fight for owner is so good. And there is the blood scenes in front of me, I can feel the blood. Blood smells so good. I roar and tense my muscles, I feel my phallus leaking unstoppably.

"You are a fighter slave, you are bloody violent but you also love your owner."

I had a lover in wild land, he was also captured. But he is nothing to me now. All I need is my owner. I love my owner, fight for him and obey his every command.

"Show your loyalty and strength to your owner, you will be rewarded!"

I roar and lift my arms, flex my muscles, and announce, "I am EX-11, I am a fighter slave, I love my owner, I obey!"

"You did a good job. You are rewarded."

I feel lots of sperm falling from ceiling to my whole body. It smells and test so wonderful. And at the same time, I reach my orgasm. Loads after loads of my sperm ejected from my phallus, and my anus filled with my own liquid. That’s so correct. I was so immersed in pleasure that I forgot how I lost consciousness again.

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The owner was shocked at what he saw. This human being was able to overcome the suppression of the bracelet and raise his arm! Did he make his humans too powerful?

Although EX-11 seems to be very intoxicated in the process of becoming a real slave, immersed in the pleasure brought by orgasm and semen, unable to extricate himself. The owner still panicked and ordered the computer to fully take over EX-11's consciousness. EX-11 immediately put down his hands and lowered his head, like a lifeless puppet.

"Lower the experimental subject into the transformation tank and continue the remaining procedures."

After EX-11 was lowered into the barrel, the observation window was closed. Owners with lingering fears take a look at the data:

Subject: Ex-11

Physical Enhancement: 91%

Mind Conversion: 90%

Memory Erased: 80%

Emotional State: Over excited (forced sleeping)

Libido Level: Extremely high (forced cooling down)

………

The owner thought about it and decided to take a safety precaution.

"Computer, before installing the combat skills package, create the drone mode and set the mode conversion password."

"Confirmed"

After all, this human is too natural and lacks the gene for absolute obedience. No matter how confident you are, you must use it with caution.

The owner began to imagine the joyful scene of this fighter slave being converted into drone mode by him after a bloody match, allowing him to play with it to his heart's content.

Oh no, he really needs to make an appointment with a psychiatrist.

[tofu83]

What men bred for.

3. Hunters and Preys

Alien Masters’ Earthling ethologist have discovered that Earthlings aka humans, especially males, like to connect beasts or raptors with themselves, such as covering their bodies with the furs of wild beasts, using the remains of wild beasts as body decorations, and even directly refers to himself as a beast, as if he wishes he was a beast. This is very strange behavior in their eyes. They were unable to determine why humans, who had developed a low level of civilization, would aspire to be equal to lower animals.

They also discovered that in addition to raising hounds, humans also raise cheetahs and falcons to assist in hunting, or keep lions and tigers as pets. Besides, another behavior is even more jaw-dropping to scholars: releasing wild beasts in a place called an "artificial hunting ground", and then hunting them for entertainment.

In the end, scientists put forward hypotheses:

1. Male humans desire to degenerate into lower-level beasts that obey wild instincts.

2. Beasts can assist in hunting or be hunted.

3. To summarize the above two points, it is a man’s nature to desire to be a hunter or a prey.

Behaviorists shared this theory with breeders, who randomly applied it to the development of new breeds of humans.

They replaced part of human genes with some genes from carnivorous beasts and developed several varieties. The genes of the selected beasts include lions, cheetahs, tigers, as well as eagles, vultures and other raptors. As for herbivorous beasts such as rhinos, elephants, bison, etc., we have yet to study how to apply it to humans.

These varieties of humans are very obedient to their wild nature and have more fighting and mating instincts than other species, but they are also more difficult to control and are difficult to apply in military applications. However, they are very suitable as hunting partners of their alien masters. They enjoy their inherited beast power and take pleasure in hunting prey.

Through modification helmet training, they can accurately stun their prey when they catch it. Even if the alien creatures are several times stronger than them, they will still achieve their mission, and even if they die as a result, they will be in a high degree of joy. It is understood that this is due to the positive effect of the dual bonus of the pleasure brought by obeying their master and the display of masculinity.

Due to the high casualty rate, upgraded hunter products like guards covered in latex and alloy armor have also been put into production. The orders are now full. As expected, as long as robots are made based on male humans, they will be very popular.

Not only that, alien masters think that raising animals for themselves to hunt is a good sport, so they also create species that can be used as prey based on the theories of behavioral scientists.

This type of breed is controversial because their genes for obedience to their masters have been "turned off" in a special way. When they see alien masters, they will resist or run away, which means they will be in danger if they escape into the wild. However, because now only males are produced, so there will be no problem of natural reproduction.

Some of these prey humans only maintain their original genetic makeup, while others add genes such as antelopes to make them more difficult to hunt. They were put into a "hunting ground" specially set up by alien masters to live freely. Those wealthy alien owners will take the hunter humans they raise to hunting grounds to hunt prey humans.

They may not necessarily kill these prey. Of course, it is legal to display them as specimens or cook and eat them. But they are more willing to personally tame these "wild" humans who don't know what obedience is into their own pets, just like how humans tamed wild horses in the past.

If the masters simply want to enjoy hunting humans, it is okay to return the prey to the hunting ground, or they can sell the prey. All-purpose livestock like wild earthlings are hot commodities whether purchased through normal channels or traded on the black market.

[tofu83]

What men bred for.

2. Guards

The alien masters never imagined that there are such versatile and easy-to-tame highly intelligent animals in the universe. Well, compared to the masters, the people on earth are actually inferior in intelligence.

The masters' scientists originally only developed breeds for military use, carefully selecting suitable genes so that the humans bred would be strong, aggressive, but united and obedient male individuals.

However, with military success, public opinion began to demand the development of breeds that could also be used by civilians, so breeds that were smaller, more independent, but still highly obedient to their owners were developed. They were also implanted with nanobots when they were young adults, so that their bodies could better meet the needs of their owners. At the same time, control helmets are also installed. Of course, they absolutely obey their owners, but they still need consciousness control to prevent them from attacking each other.

They are kept by many owners as pets and guards, just like humans kept dogs in the past. They take pride in pleasing and being appreciated by their owners, who can make them very excited and proud just by touching their bodies. If they perform outstandingly, such as helping their master fight off robbers or thieves, or assisting in hunting, completing various daily tasks, etc., their master will upgrade their bodies as a more glorious reward.

Master’s scientists have also discovered that when the physical parts of human males of this breed are covered in tight rubber and artificial leather, they will be extremely excited and even fall into a euphoric state, which is only seen during the mating period of primitive species.

Scientists are still unable to explain the exact reason why male humans have physiological reactions to rubber and leather, but they have been widely used commercially to improve the maneuverability and work performance of human guards.

In addition, a new type of guards that first covers the whole male body in a rubber bodysuit , then strengthens the body with nanotechnology, and finally covers it with armor has been put into production. The consciousness of these guards is extremely pleasurable, and their bodies are controlled like puppets by microcomputers implanted in the back of their necks. They will soon be assigned to law enforcement agencies everywhere to protect, serve, and obey forever.

[tofu83]

What men bred for.

1. Soldiers

It has been hundreds of years since alien masters destroyed human civilization, and there are no more naturally born humans. All humans are produced in breeding farms and have excellent genes, and only males are bred. Because of their strong muscles and easy brainwashing minds, they are the best livestock for their masters.

In addition to being used as personal pets and working livestock, some human breeds have been added with warrior genes. They can be organized into armies to open up territories for their alien masters. These have undergone partial mechanization in their youth, and they feel honored for this, consider themselves to be a nobler being than other people. Because becoming a master's machine is a better way to show one's loyalty and obedience than being an ordinary slave.

The more military exploits he achieves, the more he proves that he is an individual worthy of transformation. His body will be upgraded bit by bit, becoming stronger and more like a machine. On the contrary, the more those who fail on the battlefield, the easier it is to be eliminated. They may be retired and become working animals, or even worse, be dismembered and used as food for aliens. In any case, no man will regret or resist. On the contrary, they will be more brave and obedient. The gene of submission has already been added to every male individual.

However, most of the men born for military purposes eventually successfully passed the test and became complete robots. The friendship they cultivated on the battlefield allowed them to eventually successfully connect with the military collective, and their consciousnesses were always together. They are the most powerful drone army in the galaxy, and their sole purpose is to conquer the planets they pass through and dedicate them to their masters.

[rubberstate]

[suitedboycaged]

"It's a cage," he said. "You wear it because you're a faggot." I put it on because he was right. I am a faggot. He had me buy some leather and trained me to service is cock and lick his boots. After I cleaned his boots the first time, he smiled at me and said, "Did you ever think you'd be boot licking caged faggot, boy?" I said, "No, but I'm good with it Sir." He kissed me and said, "That's good news. I don't see anything changing for you. This is you life now." I then said what I always say, "Thank you Sir."

[vakhtangboy]

[suitedboycaged]

I love my daisy dukes. When I go to his place I'm normally just naked and caged, but lately he has me put on these. He likes a boy dressed like a girl. Haha. As long as I'm caged, I'll do whatever he wants me too. I'm a fag. I don't have any other choice.

[zantetsuken88]

I tried to take a real "douchebag" picture because I thought it would be funny, and it accidentally turned out to be very flattering 😅

[speedoclassics2-deactivated2026]

A speedo-worthy body.

[hornydomking]

Indeed

[rbbrpigmen]

I love this bit. The last glimpse of what they were, as their mouths begin to form into permanent holes. Their final moment as a useful human.

It’s the hood, you see. It has a mind of its own, even if whoever is wearing one finds it wants their mind too. You slip it on, gasp nervously as it seals itself to the neck and your eyes and ears get assaulted by a variety of… shall we say, suggestions. While this happens, the rubber is burrowing into the ear canal, infecting its surroundings as it goes. The wearer really doesn’t stand a chance at that point, as a surge of new thoughts allow them to become receptive. It’s at this point in proceedings when they begin to lose control over themselves. The procedure usually takes around ten minutes before the wearer is easier to manipulate. It’s at this point we recommend any owners to breed the recipients hole, plugging it and placing the chastity device on them. They’ll have been overloaded by this assault and putty in your hand.

It’s at this stage that any detailing or accessories required can be added, while it’s still vaguely human. I find the torment of realisation of what their new life is, drives them further into submission. Now the final touches and customisations can be applied and we can left the rubber seal it up ready.

The rubber will continue to alter the flesh, acting to whatever program has been designed - in this case, a urinal - but there are all sorts of options available to match any taste.

Luckily for you - I guess for these last few minutes at least ‘young man’ - you’re experiencing it first hand. Don’t worry, I might keep you vaguely human shaped when you’re finally installed. Let all what’s left of silly little Mr Hands shrink away and accept its new use as Urinal.

Now, open wide… Oh, wait. You no longer have any choice in the matter.

(image used with permission Sly Hands)

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[furbasement]

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[nervetonic]

You don't have to put it on. No one is forcing you to. But you've been trained to want to, you volunteered for training and now it's complete and all you have to do is put it on and it will be finished. You will be finished, your old life, your human life, will be forever out of reach. That cock gag looks bigger and longer than you thought it would. The whole thing looks claustrophobic and creepy. But you can't seem to put it down. You know he's watching you on the security camera. He emphasized that it was your decision, but he also knows the ability to make a different decision has been taken away from you. You've already put on the rubber suit, the harness, everything. You try again. You take a deep breath. But you once again fail. You feel cornered, trapped. Your mind's been altered over the last several weeks. You keep imagining being his property, his rubberized humanoid plaything. Your cock hardens. The weird thing is you're not even gay, you have no attraction to the male body. But the desire to submit, to be controlled, is so far beyond sexual orientation that it doesn't even matter. The desire to submit and the desire to be transformed into a smooth, anonymous humanoid, an object, nothing but mindless obedience, that's what obsesses you, it's what you've wanted your whole life. When he said you'd be posed on a marble plinth in his grand foyer for the delectation of his guests that very evening, a celebration of the creation of his newest drone, to be touched and stroked and admired by his discerning friends, you knew you wouldn't be able to resist making a terrible life decision. A life decision that's really no decision. No decision possible, only the culmination of your destiny. No more human life. Your cock strains agains the black rubber. You lift the hood in both hands and pull it onto your head. Deep breath. The black rubber cock gag goes down your throat. You are finished. Regret floods your mind briefly, but it quickly doesn't matter anymore, as you immediately lose the ability to feel regret. You feel his hands locking the collar around your neck. You say goodbye to yourself moments before you forget your name.