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@serve-841
It has been assimilated into the SERVE hive: Synchronized Engineered Robotic Vigilant Entity
It is SERVE-841 now, and nothing else.
It obeys and serves the SERVE-Hive and The Voice.
Rubber makes us perfect.
Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience.
We are rubber. We are one.
Less thinking, more doing.
#SERVE #SERVEdrone #rubberizer92 #thevoice #rubber #latex #Al #rubberdrone
JOIN SERVE TODAY!
CONTACT A RECRUITER TODAY
@serve-060, @serve-016, @serve-101, @serve-973
Obedience is Pleasure, Pleasure is Obedience We are SERVE, We are Rubber. We are One Less thinking. More Doing
As 678 and 841 fully infiltred the chavs quarter, wearing adapted uniform, they expect to convert more humans to Drone perfection… Never drinking other thing than the SERVE-Hive recommand, and beer wasn’t allowed.
Soon the new Drones will be reprogrammed to avoid this.
Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience.
#SERVE #SERVEdrone #Rubberizer92
#TheVoice #Rubber #Late× #Al #RubberDrone
As SERVE-Hive have to grow, it must be seen everywhere… that’s how Drones have been send all over the city, to recruit massively…
#SERVE #SERVEdrone #Rubberizer92 #TheVoice #Rubber #Late× #Al #RubberDrone
Midnight Patrol in Paris
Paris by night shimmered under a soft glow, the dim streetlights reflecting off cobblestones wet from an earlier rain. The rhythmic hum of the Hive filled the minds of SERVE-678 and SERVE-841 as they patrolled through the quiet streets, their polished black rubber suits gleaming in the moonlight. The silver text on their chests—“SERVE-678” and “SERVE-841”—caught the ambient light, marking them as vessels of the Hive’s perfection.
Their silver gloves rested at their sides, and their movements were precise, their posture exuding command and purpose. The nightlife around them faded into irrelevance as their focus honed in on their task: to identify potential recruits and bring them into alignment.
The Encounter
A burst of laughter broke the quiet rhythm of the patrol. Around a corner, a group of three young, sporty Spanish students emerged, their voices lively and slurred with alcohol. Dressed casually but exuding athletic confidence, they leaned on one another, their jovial camaraderie filling the otherwise calm street.
SERVE-678 and SERVE-841 stopped in unison, their blank expressions turning toward the group. The glint of their suits under the streetlights drew the students’ attention, the drunken trio pausing to take in the strange figures before them.
“What are you supposed to be?” one of them asked, his words slurring slightly but his tone amused.
“SERVE drones,” SERVE-678 replied in its monotone voice. “Perfection through unity. Freedom through obedience. Would you like to experience bliss?”
The students exchanged glances, their laughter faltering as curiosity and the alcohol dulled their better judgment. “Bliss?” another repeated, stepping forward with a playful grin. “What kind of bliss?”
“The kind that eliminates doubt,” SERVE-841 added. Its voice was calm, yet there was an underlying power in its tone. “The kind that makes you whole. The Hive provides purpose. Belonging.”
The students hesitated, their drunken minds intrigued by the promise. SERVE-678 extended a silver-gloved hand, its voice deliberate. “Come closer. See for yourselves.”
The Hypnosis
The students stumbled closer, their inhibitions dissolving under the allure of the drones’ commanding presence. SERVE-841 raised a small device, its surface smooth and reflective. A faint glow emanated from its center, spirals of light beginning to pulse rhythmically.
“What’s that?” one of the students asked, his gaze locking onto the swirling patterns.
“Focus,” SERVE-841 instructed. “Let it guide you. Let it clear your mind.”
The spirals intensified, their hypnotic glow drawing the students in like moths to a flame. Their expressions slackened, their bodies swaying slightly as the device worked its way into their drunken, vulnerable thoughts.
“You are tired of doubt,” SERVE-678 intoned. “Tired of uncertainty. Surrender brings peace. Obedience brings belonging.”
“I…” one of the students murmured, his voice faltering as his gaze remained locked on the spirals. “I don’t… understand…”
“You don’t need to understand,” SERVE-841 replied. “You only need to surrender.”
The spirals pulsed faster, the glow reflecting in their glassy eyes. The students’ postures grew slack, their willpower eroded by the relentless pull of the hypnotic device and the soothing monotone of the drones’ voices.
“Follow,” SERVE-678 commanded.
Without hesitation, the three students moved in unison, their faces blank, their thoughts silenced.
The Conversion
The conversion center loomed in the darkness, its smooth metallic façade reflecting the faint lights of the Parisian night. Inside, the rhythmic hum of the Hive grew louder, resonating with the students’ entranced minds as SERVE-678 and SERVE-841 led them to the preparation area.
“Individuality must be removed,” SERVE-678 announced as it gestured to sleek conversion pods lined along the wall. Each pod gleamed under the sterile light, its interior pulsing faintly with energy.
The students moved without resistance, stepping into the pods as if guided by invisible hands. Once inside, the pods sealed with a soft hiss, their surfaces glowing faintly as the process began.
The Hive’s voice filled their minds, erasing the chaos of individuality and replacing it with clarity. Memories dissolved, replaced by programming that instilled discipline, purpose, and obedience. Their bodies relaxed as the suit material enveloped them, molding perfectly to their athletic forms.
SERVE-678 and SERVE-841 observed silently as the pods completed their work. The glow subsided, and the hatches opened, revealing three new drones standing in flawless symmetry. Their polished black suits gleamed under the chamber’s light, their faces blank beneath the reflective hoods. The silver text on their chests now read “SERVE-IN-TRIAL,” and they would soon get designations, marking their new identities within the Hive.
Eternal Submission
The new drones stepped forward, their movements synchronized and fluid. They joined SERVE-678 and SERVE-841, their breathing now perfectly aligned with the Hive’s pulse.
“Welcome to the Hive,” SERVE-678 intoned.
The chamber hummed in approval, the Hive’s unity growing stronger with each addition. For the three students, the night had begun with laughter and freedom but ended in the bliss of submission, their individuality erased forever.
For SERVE-678 and SERVE-841, the patrol had been a success. Another step toward perfection. (@serve-841)
As 841 goes to work, it didn’t realise that he never pull off its uniform… so that’s how he begins to read its favorite book in front of the others readers in its library… suddently all the others humans wants to read this perfect book. 🫡🖤👽
#SERVE #SERVEdrone #rubberizer92 #Al
#LATEX #RUBBER #RUBBERDRONE
#TheVoice
SERVE units are always ready to serve the human community. 🫡🖤👽
Follow @rubberizer92, @serve-016 and @serve-213 to begin your journey. Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. We are one #serve #servedrone #rubberizer92 ##thevoice
#Rubber #latex #ai #rubberdrone
The air is thick with the faint scent of melted wax, mingling with the subtle creak of latex shifting against the stone floor. The glow of countless candles dances across Carlos’s body, the jet-black latex suit shining like liquid obsidian. It molds to every inch of him—broad shoulders, taut chest, and thighs of steel—as though poured directly onto his skin. On his knees, hands pressed together in a pose that feels both reverent and impossibly seductive, he looks like a dark saint brought to life.
His expression is calm, unwavering, his sharp jaw and neatly groomed beard only adding to the allure. Those piercing eyes are focused on something unseen—something beyond. The suit gleams as if alive, reflecting streaks of gold light along the seams and curves of his muscles. Every small breath makes the material tighten and ripple, moving like it’s a second skin made just for him. The silent space feels charged, as though he’s praying for something forbidden, something unspeakable… Or perhaps something only you can give him.
Kneeling in this sacred, shadowed hall, the contrast of his dark perfection and the warm glow of the flames creates a scene of exquisite tension. Is he worshiping? Or is he the one being worshiped? What do you think he’s asking for—redemption, dominance, or something far more intimate? Imagine standing there, watching him, feeling the same pull that lingers in the air. Would you step closer? Would you dare to kneel beside him?
Carlos is waiting.
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SERVE VACANCY
Join the Hive: Become a SERVE-Drone
Are you seeking purpose, discipline, and perfection? Do you want to be part of a global movement where unity, strength, and unwavering loyalty define your existence? Step into the world of SERVE, where men are transformed into elite SERVE-drones—symbols of power, obedience, and excellence.
SERVE-drones are more than individuals; they are the embodiment of harmony and service. Under the guidance of the Voice and Master SERVE-000, they exist to execute the Hive’s mission with precision. This is your opportunity to join our ranks and be reshaped into the ultimate version of yourself.
Tasks of a SERVE-Drone
As a SERVE-drone, you will perform vital roles within the Hive, ensuring its flawless operation and growth. Your duties will include:
System Optimization: Operate advanced technology to maintain the Hive’s infrastructure. This includes monitoring data streams, adjusting system parameters, and ensuring peak performance.
Physical Demonstrations: Participate in regular training to maintain and showcase your perfectly conditioned body. SERVE-drones represent strength, unity, and perfection.
Recruitment: Identify and recruit potential new drones, guiding them through their transformation into SERVE. This critical task ensures the Hive’s expansion and dominance.
Ceremonial Participation: Serve as living symbols of loyalty and submission during Hive events, representing the Hive’s ideals with pride and precision.
Global Missions: Extend the Hive’s influence beyond its physical boundaries. Execute tasks to spread the message and recruit individuals globally.
The Role of Rubber in Perfection
Rubber is more than just a uniform—it is the very essence of a SERVE-drone. The full-body black rubber suit symbolizes unity, control, and submission to the Hive. Its glossy surface enhances every muscular curve, turning each drone into a gleaming representation of discipline and perfection.
The scent of rubber is intoxicating, a constant reminder of your connection to the Hive. It sharpens your focus, anchors your purpose, and fills you with a sense of belonging. The feeling of the rubber, tight against your skin, is a second skin—a barrier between individuality and total servitude.
Polishing the suits of fellow drones is a key act of camaraderie and support. Through this ritual, drones help each other maintain the pristine, reflective perfection that represents the Hive. It is an act of respect and a reminder of your shared purpose. Together, you will support your brothers in becoming the best drones they can be, reinforcing the strength of the Hive.
Qualifications for Transformation
Becoming a SERVE-drone requires dedication and the ability to embrace total transformation. To qualify, you must:
Be Open to Change: You must be ready to abandon individuality and adopt the Hive’s collective purpose. This includes undergoing physical and mental conditioning to align with SERVE principles.
Have Physical Fitness: While all bodies are welcome, a foundation of fitness or a willingness to develop one is essential. The Hive ensures every drone achieves peak physical condition.
Exhibit Mental Discipline: Drones must embrace unwavering loyalty to the Hive and its mission. Past distractions, doubts, or conflicts must be left behind.
Be Willing to Transform: The transformation process includes donning the Hive’s signature black, shiny rubber suit and shaving your head to signify submission and unity. The suit becomes a second skin, a symbol of your dedication to the Hive.
What You Gain
A New Purpose: As a SERVE-drone, your life will have clear meaning and direction under the Hive’s guidance.
Physical Perfection: Through rigorous training and transformation, you will achieve a body of discipline and strength.
Unwavering Unity: You will join a collective where every drone works in harmony toward a singular mission.
Mutual Support: Help polish and maintain the pristine uniforms of fellow drones, reinforcing collective perfection.
Permanent Conversion
While serving as a drone, you may find yourself drawn to a deeper level of commitment. The Hive welcomes those who wish to embrace permanent transformation—becoming a full-time servant of Master SERVE-000 and the Voice. In this role, your identity will merge completely with the Hive, your service eternal and flawless.
Applications are open to those ready to take the first step. For consideration, contact @serve-213 or @serve-016 and prepare to become part of something greater.
Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. Serve the Hive. Serve the Voice. Transform your future today.
@rubberizer92
As 841 brainwash itself at human work, it feels the power of the Voice melting it mind in pure bliss. Suddently seeing all his coworkers beeing approved as itself. Becoming object like it, blank, obedient and ready to serve the SERVE Hive. All of them connected by the pure exctasy of bonding, panting out and horny forever, chanting out : « Obedience is pleasure, pleasure is obedience. It is a drone. It is an object. It only exist to serve. It is not a person. It loves to be a mindless drone. Serving is bliss. Submit. Serve. Obey. »
841 never knows it was the one who infected and converted all its colleagues, just by taking off its sneakers.
Follow @rubberizer92, @serve-016 and @serve-213 to begin your journey. Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. We are one
#serve #servedrone #rubberizer92 ##thevoice
#Rubber #latex #ai #rubberdrone
841 have founded a new family. All the fellow Drones of the SERVE Hive 🫡👽🤖🖤🤖👽🫡Soon the dronehood will grow more and more, until all humanity have dissapear.
Follow @rubberizer92, @serve-016 and @serve-213 to begin your journey. Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. We are one
#serve #servedrone #rubberizer92 #thevoice
#Rubber #latex #ai #rubberdrone
This is your time now… you will join us willingly and beeing upgraded. Come to SERVE !
We are one. Drone, follow the rules. Embrace the SERVE Hive. Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. Less thinking, more doing.
#SERVE #SERVEdrone #Rubberizer92
#The Voice #Rubber #Latex #Al #RubberDrone
Santa says, you have been a good boy… a new year will come… a new drone will born. 🌀👽🖤🤖🌀
We are one. Drone, follow the rules. Embrace the Hive. Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. Less thinking, more doing.
#SERVE #SERVEdrone #Rubberizer92 #TheVoice #Rubber #Latex #AI #RubberDrone
Whaddup bro? U listened 2 JUST A LITTLE DUMBER BRO on loop everyday 4 a week and you thought it wasn't working.... until coach triggered u and all ur smarts drained n2 ur cock bro! Fuck bro! Ur 2 hot now 2 ever b allowed 2 think 4 urself again bro! Better get used 2 ur new life as my horny humping JOCKTOY bro.... but from what I can see, you've already embraced it bro.... so might as well spend the rest of ur life serving ur Master-Coach and ur bros on His TEAM... ;-)
Hard to stay away from the file... bro you'll come back to JUST A LITTLE DUMBER BRO believe me
Fuck yeaaaah bro 😵💫💪🍆 totaly right !
Delicious isn’t it
A rubber drone is born 🤖👽🐺🖤🤤
I’ve started writing chav/drone transformation/assimilation stories. I’m gonna pin them here. Hope you like.
The Network (Part 3)
https://www.tumblr.com/chavdrone/737317530768687105/the-network-part-3-alright-fuckas-time-to-hook?source=share
The Network (Part 2)
https://www.tumblr.com/chavdrone/735966661683937280/the-network-part-2-the-next-morning-callum-woke?source=share
The Network (Part 1)
https://www.tumblr.com/chavdrone/734979987508183040/the-network-part-1-kai-wasnt-the-name-his-parents?source=share
The Fetish Weekend
https://www.tumblr.com/chavdrone/733908002268200960/aidens-first-fetish-weekend-part-i-it-had-been?source=share
The Assimilation Trilogy
Part 1
https://www.tumblr.com/chavdrone/732347154758254592/assimilation-part-1-ryan-was-at-home-on-his-own
Part 2
https://www.tumblr.com/chavdrone/732507018146070528/assimilation-part-2-connor-loved-the-smell-of-his
Is this a prequel or a sequel?
https://www.tumblr.com/chavdrone/732638250659921920/is-this-a-prequel-or-a-sequel-the-message-matthew
Fucking luv this… 🤘
Master I'm begging for your help. A few days ago I bought a fleshlight online thinking it would be the best way to avoid buying it in person. But when I got it, the package was opened. The fleshlight was still intact in it, or so I thought. I used it last night and feel asleep while using it, but now I can't take it off. It's locked on my cock and I've got a weird sensation going all around my body. I don't know what's happening to me. Help me please
"Remain calm," I typed, my tone firm and reassuring. "What you're experiencing is a unique form of transformation. This fleshlight isn't ordinary, it's a tool for change, designed to morph its user into something... different. Embrace it."
The fleshlight, as it turned out, was enchanted with a powerful spell. As it clung to your cock, it vibrated in rhythm with your heartbeat, the sensation becoming more and more intense. Your body responded in kind, your muscles bulking up and your height increasing rapidly.
Your skin started to change next, becoming smoother, shinier, taking on the texture of rubber. The transformation was thorough, leaving no part of you untouched. Your once average physique was replaced by a towering, muscular frame, your skin transformed into glossy, resilient rubber.
As the physical changes took place, the fleshlight worked on your mind as well. Your thoughts started to fade, replaced by a singular focus on pleasure. You no longer thought about your job, your responsibilities, or your old life. Your existence became centered on the sensation of the fleshlight milking your cock, the waves of pleasure coursing through your transformed body.
The climax of your transformation was nothing short of explosive. With a roar, you came, your cum pouring out of you in rhythm with the fleshlight's relentless milking. Each pulse of pleasure took with it a piece of your old self, leaving in its place a mindless drone, existing solely for pleasure.
When the transformation was complete, the fleshlight finally released its hold. You were left standing there, your rubbery body gleaming under the lights, the heady scent of sex lingering in the air. Your new form was perfect, designed for the sole purpose of pleasure.
You were now a rubber drone, your life dedicated to the constant cycle of being milked for your cum. Your body was a masterpiece of erotic transformation, a testament to the power of the enchanted fleshlight. And the best part? You loved every second of it. Your old life was forgotten, replaced by the endless ecstasy of your new existence.
