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Complete suits, gloves, masks, re-breather-kits, gags or several accessoires? In our shop you will find almost everything a rubber-heart desires. She slowly came to. She could barely think of herself as Rebecca now. She could barely think at all. She just felt. What was her mistress doing? Wasn’t Elena here to rescue her? Why weren’t the nurses doing anything? They came in a geyser of cum, milk, and vaginal juice. Rebecca felt herself utterly emptied out, released. The human part of her surrendered utterly to the rubber, to the thing, to the doll that she had become. The boy collapsed against her, spent. The girl, still half inside her, wriggled in afterglow.
The Wax Taxidermist makes and leaves politically charged sculptures around the city. They're controversial, rats and pigeons mostly, encased in layer upon layer of wax, painstakingly carved and polished to a glossy sheen. An arsonist takes it upon themselves to put a stop to this so called art once cats begin to make an appearance. It doesn't take long for the Wax Taxidermist to catch on, and bait them into capture, and he intends to make a new sculpture from his petty arsonist. Language: English Words: 4,859 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 9 Kudos: 77 Bookmarks: 5 Hits: 1,902 But it was clear she had no choice in the matter anyway. Dr. Meeks was already well underway. He sprayed her eyes ear and mouth with some sort of solution, muttering something about protecting the mucous membranes. His young male assistant hooked her into a harness, then unstrapped her from the wall she had been bound to. The salesgirl pushed a button on a remote control, and Rebecca felt herself lifted by some kind of crane. As she went past Dr. Meeks, he patted her foot almost kindly. "Goodbye, my dear," he said. "I hope you enjoy yourself." Had it just been one of her hallucinations? Or maybe it was a nightmare? Elena would never really throw her away like that, would she? It must have been for a crime so big, that it could not be ignored by them. Elena was the most powerful gang leader in the city, and when police would come to arrest her, it would often end up worse for them than it did for her. Mmmmmhh!” Liz screamed, her eyes filling with horror as she could not even look away from her former mistress.The realization that Elena had disposed of her hit her hard. Her Goddess had rejected her and cast her down into her own personal hell for all eternity. She would be forced to spend the rest of her life in constant misery, unable to enjoy the situation she always dreamed of. There was so much she wanted to say, but gagged and trapped in a soundproof room, she couldn’t say anything. No one would hear her screams or her sobs. The hallucinations hadn’t been completely auditory either. She would also see shapes in all sorts of colors appear in front of her. Like the voices, they had first been random, but eventually, she started seeing things she recognized and made up stories about them to pass the time. She started hearing footsteps that only got louder as time went on and silhouettes began appearing in the doorway. With how used to isolation she was, the sound and light was really disorienting. As her eyes continued adjusting to the brightness, Liz began to recognize one of the silhouettes. lovingdefiance Fandoms: Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing How much time had passed? Days? Months? Years? The answers to those questions lay outside the silence and darkness of her cell.
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Because it’s what you dream off," Meeks replied. "The rubber gear, the catsuits, your fascination with fetishistic sex, are all part of your desire to become a thing, an instrument of pleasure—to become perfect, loved, always wanted, always satisfied."
Please, what are you doing to me?" she asked frantically. "Who are you? Why am I all tied up?" Fear bubbled through every vein in her body. "Why won’t I need my license anymore?" she whispered, as tears began to stream down her face. "Are you going to kill me?" Will contain any ships involving Sans and Papyrus, any AU too. That also means two Sans and a Papyrus and vice versa. With humanity's ultimate victory over the Angels, Asuka finally thought it was time to leave her life as a pilot behind and return to civilian life. All she needed to do was help dismantle the Eva cores. It should have been a simple job, but an accident leaves her and Rei prisoners of NERV, trapped by the very organization they once worked for and with seemingly no way out. Samus is sent to a prison research station only to find an experiment gone wrong. Can she resist? Or will she fall to the rubber corruption that has the station under its grasp? Or will she use it to her advantage? Language: English Words: 14,104 Chapters: 4/? Comments: 9 Kudos: 85 Bookmarks: 24 Hits: 10,683
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Can I help you?" came a voice from behind her. Rebecca turned to see a young salesgirl with blue hair and a dog collar smiling pleasantly at her.
I would like to thank everyone who read my storys and watched me since I first started posting. Whether you are a new fan of my work or a old one, thank you. English is not my 1st language so I was unsure when I began, but since there I learned that my English was not as bad as I had thought and have worked to improve my writing even more. It feels great to someone who learned alot of the language through Youtube videos. So once again, thank you all. I hope you enjoy this story. Language: English Words: 3,190 Chapters: 1/1 Collections: 1 Comments: 15 Kudos: 964 Bookmarks: 102 Hits: 18,493 In truth, there was one rather large detail about her life that she had managed to keep hidden from the public. Rebecca’s mind cried out at the interruption of her pleasure, but she could make no sound. But then sensation flooded her again, as she felt the girl’s finger slip inside her. Then another finger. Soon, she had wedged her whole hand inside Rebecca. Then a second hand. Gripping the sides of Rebecca’s swollen rubber cunt, she began to push her open. A girl came over to them then. She looked barely old enough to drive but had a poise that made her seem far older. Without a word, she slipped out of her shirt, discarded her bra, and peeled down her shorts and panties. She kissed the boy, and with one hand slowly slipped him out of the rubber milkmaid.
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Imagine what it must be like for Liz. Imagine if on the day since you read that story, you were arrested and every day up untill now was spent immobilized and isolated in in heavy bondage. If every experience you had since then was instead replaced by darkness and isolation. All that time wasted as you are trapped, unable to do anything and absolutely miserable. You see my dear," he went on, "I am slowly turning you into a rubbergirl. A living breathing hybrid of human and rubber. I set up the store you so gleefully entered to fund and act as a front for my experiments, and to find semi-willing victims. I am here to make your wildest fantasy come true—whether you like it or not."
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