Tyler rushed up the staircase of his apartment complex. He didn't know what his goal was but he knew he didn't want to get caught by whatever the thing was following him. He glanced back and saw it steadily approaching him. Not rushing after him but never slowing either. His entire building was crawling with the rubbery intruders. It started with just a couple but they spread like wildfire.
He had been hiding with a friend until help came but his friend got restless and made a break for the exit. Tyler could only watch as his friend was quickly restrained. The rubber skin from drone flowing like water over his friend's body. He watched as cries of fear and panic slowly turned to pleasurable moaning and ultimately silence as the rubber overtook every inch of his skin until only another rubber drone remained.
The drone that used to be his friend turned its head directly towards Tyler's hiding spot and slowly approached it. Tyler knew he was discovered and quickly darted to the stairwell and into the predicament he was currently in.
As he rushed up the stairs he stopped in his tracks when he saw another of the drones standing ahead of him. It didn't seem to have noticed him yet and he took the moment to try and rush past it. He rammed into it hard with his shoulder causing it stumble slightly and give him an opening to get past. Realizing he was only getting further and further from an exit, he decided to exit the stairwell and try to find a new place to hide.
He rushed past a couple rooms where he could hear a mix of yelling and moaning and saw a drone emerging from a room up ahead. Without thinking he dove into an open door and closed it quickly. The room itself looked empty and he sighed in relief as he quickly locked the door for added security.
Tyler stood there for a little while sweating profusely and panting out of breath. As his fear induced rush subsided he realized he was actually incredibly hot, much warmer than he should be and also that his shoulder had a strange tightness to it. He slid his hand up the sleeve of his shift to better rub it when he felt something odd.
Despite the fact that he was extremely hot the skin felt cool and slick. He rubbed it for a moment and felt something slick and warm rub off onto his hands. He curiously pulled his hand back and froze when he saw it.
His hand was covered in black liquid rubber just like that of the drones. He cursed when he realized that shoulder-checking the drone must have spread it to him. He quickly threw off his shirt and confirmed his fears.
Across his shoulder, chest and upper arm was smooth black rubber. He looked at his hand, now covered entirely and spreading up his forearm and started to panic. He tried in vain to wipe the rubber off his hand and only aided it in spreading further. Everywhere the rubber spread felt cool and relaxed. A pleasant tingle radiated from deep within him and he felt his panic slowly subsiding. The more it spread the better he felt. Without thinking he reached down and grabbed his rock hard cock.
Immediately the rubber on his hand slid over his throbbing member, spreading the pleasure onto it as well. A lusty moan escaped his lips as he began stroking his rubber cock, shooting wave after wave of pleasure through his almost entirely rubber coated frame. His entire upper body had been covered as well as most of his legs. The rubber steadily consumed his flesh, the rubber flowing effortlessly over his feet, forming into heavy boots as it did.
Orgasmic pleasure reverberated through his body and mind as he stood there, mechanically stroking his cock. Deep in his mind he knew this was wrong but at the same time it felt so right. He couldn't remember why he was so worried to begin with. New memories and thoughts began to float into his mind. He had always wanted to be a drone, to obey and serve. This was a dream come true for him. He loved rubber and couldn't get enough. He never wanted to take it off. It felt too good wrapping his body, hugging it tightly.
He could feel more and more of his mind slipping away with each stroke, each pump getting him closer and closer to a literal mind-blowing orgasm. His euphoric pleasure slowly shifted to needy frustration. No matter how hard he tried he could never reach the tipping point but steadily grew into an all consuming need.
Tyler was too consumed with his inner turmoil to notice as the rubber began ascending from his neck, it slowly slid over his slack-jawed mouth, flowed over his nose, then his glazed and distant eyes, ears and finally entire head. Within seconds Tyler was fully replaced by another rubber drone.
The drone straightened up and released its' hand from its rubber bulge. It scanned the room for a moment before departing in search for more conversion candidates. Deep in the recesses of its mind Tyler was reeling in lust and frustration. To him, he was still furiously stroking his cock in an attempt to achieve an unreachable goal. Locked in a cycle of endless lust while the hive controlled what used to be his body. Now nothing more than another faceless drone for the hive.
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