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When Kyle ordered the automatic capture drone suit he had every intention of converting his useless leech of a roommate into a much more productive part of society. The commercial advertised easy entrapment and programming. It even going so far as to offer a premium service that offered to make the necessary arrangements after the process was completed to ensure complete removal of their previous identity.

The instructions were about what you would expect from a "do-it yourself" kit with much assembly required. He tried to decipher if the best he could, following the pictures as closely as possible. As he neared completion it all started to fall into place like the last few pieces of the puzzle and he just started attaching pieces without regards to the directions.

He took a step back to admire his handiwork after he slotted the last piece. Even though there was no person inside the suit it stood on its own and really gave off the impression that there was someone trapped inside. Part of the trap he assumed, something to intrigue the curious target into coming into contact. As he read over the instructions he saw that there was a small remote that once pressed would activate arm the suit and he would just need to wait for his roommate to get curious and check it out.

As he pressed the button, a small red light flashed on it where he was expecting to see a solid green. With an annoyed huff he pressed it a few more times but to no avail.

"Something must not be attached correctly" he mumbled to himself as he walked over to the suit adjusting the various pieces of it and pressing the button over and over in an attempt to figure out what was wrong.

As he combed over the suit closely he finally found it. Along the back of the suit there was a small padlock that he had apparently left unlocked. Once he clicked it shut he pressed the button and felt a sigh of relief when it finally turned green.

"To think something so small could cause such a big problem"

Without thinking he reached out and touched the small padlock on the suit. As soon as his fingers made contact with the metallic lock the sensors on the suit activated and he didn't even have a second to comprehend what was happening before the entire suit seemed to open up and engulf him inside it. Sealing shut around him just as quickly as it has opened. At the same time a mechanical voice chimed

TARGET ACQUIRED- CAPTURE SUCCESSFUL

An incredibly tightness gripped his entire frame and as soon as he opened his mouth to call for help a rubber cock rammed itself deep inside his throat. At the same time the inner lining of the suit dissolved his clothing away and tightened against his bare skin, practially fusing with it.

In his panic an emotioneless voice echoed into his ears.

DRONESUIT APPLICATION SUCCESSFUL. INITIATING CONVERSION…

Kyle knew what was going to happen to him but prayed that somehow he could get out of this situation. He could feel the rubber around his cock start shifting, the already tight rubber around his body flowing around every nook and cranny, slipping inside and tingling in pleasure.

A moan slipped past the gag as the rubber started massaging his cock, hitting all the right places in just the right ways. At the same time he felt a large rubber object easily slip into his hole, sliding deeper and deeper until he could barely breath from the sensations.

To the outside observer, there was nothing to see but someone enveloped head to toe in rubber. The room silent and undisturbed but inside the suit was a hurricane of pleasure and lust.

As the pleasure starting approaching its peak Kyle, currently trapped in blind darkness was suddenly assaulted with a flashing and flickering screen that consumed his entire field of vision.

NEURAL ANALYSIS COMPLETE..COMMENCING PROGRAMMING…

Kyle was too lost in the waves of euphoria to comprehend the words. The entire situation and what was happening to him not even a passing thought in his head as his mind was bombarded with programming being blasted into his eyes.

Everything seemed to click into place in his mind and he started to realize that he didnt need to worry about anything. He just needed to obet…Drone just needed to obey…

An eternity passed for Kyle as he was mercilessly stripped of his entire being. His worries, cares, hopes, dreams, everything was methodically washed away as he was reduced to a mindless and subservient rubber drone.

By the time the drone was allowed to finally cum nothing remained of the man it used to be. As it mindlessly shot its fluid into the suit the outer mask shifted slightly, forming into a blacked out gasmask and completing the drone transformation.

DRONE KS-6647 ONLINE…AWAITING ORDERS…

When Kyle's roommate finally came home he was ecstatic to find that his roommate had gotten a drone to take care of things around the house and a little reprogramming of his own made him forget that he had ever had a roommate at all, the name Kyle no longer even a faint glimmer in his, or anyone's, memory.

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hypnozys · 4 months

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Not Deleting, but stepping away.

I have to say, the amount of kindness and support I received yesterday was staggering. I really can't understate how truly humbling it is to have so many people express their concerns and well-wishes. It's all too easy to get trapped in a spiral of self-hatred and depression and lose sight of the positive things too.

While I'm not saying I'm all better, I am in a slight better headspace today than I was yesterday and realized I don't want to delete all the time, effort, creativity and work I've put into this over the years.

In light of that, I'm just stepping away for an undetermined amount of time right now. I need to get my life back in order and while no one expects continuous posts or anything like that I hold myself to those ridiculous and unreasonable expectations.

I appreciate every single one of you who messaged me privately or posted publicly. Know that I didn't response but I did read every single one.

I may post occasionally if the mood strikes but for right now, I need to get out of my own head and bring my 'escape' back into an enjoyable place instead of one of self-imposed deadlines and stress.

Sorry for making people panic reblog/save things. If I could undo anything from yesterday, that is the one thing. My stats exploded yesterday and I feel awful for making that happen and then going back on my word as to why it happened.

The past is the past and I can only do what I can now to influence what comes next.

Take care of yourselves and I hope you all have the best day you possibly can.

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hypnozys · 4 months

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I'm deleting this blog tomorrow.

I've put a lot of thought into things lately and realized that I'm burned out of literally everything and I'm having a tough time finding enjoyment in literally anything. I'm tired of everything and just need to disconnect myself from it all.

This is just a heads up for people to like/save/reblog whatever you want to to keep it here for yourself to see or share.

Hell you can repost it without credit, I really don't care at this point.

Thanks for everything and sorry for this being so sudden but I'm just over it all.

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hypnozys · 4 months

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When the changes first struck the house it had spread through the men like wildfire, quickly reducing them to mindlessly horny gay himbos in need of a good fuck. While all the men quickly succumbed to the lust coursing through them, one had been lucky in avoiding detection from the others. Darren was in the bathroom while everything played out on the other side of the house. He saw what had happened to his friends but tucked himself around a corner before any of them saw him. He had seen enough to know that something was wrong and needed to get out of there as quick as he could.

He carefully snuck around to the side door that led to the driveway but it wasn't until he pushed the screen door open that he remembered just how loud that thing was to open. The screech echoed through the house and he heard a scurry of men rushing towards it. With stealth now out the door, he darted for his truck. He managed to get in and turn it on before any of his friends made it outside and their naked erect bodies rushing after him spurred his panic and he slammed the truck in reverse and sped onto the street where he quickly took off, seeing his former friends rushing after him down the street for a moment before resuming their orgy right there in the middle of the road.

As he drove he realized it was far more widespread than just his friends. Everywhere he looked were naked men either chasing down their next victim or a large group of them all fucking eachother wherever they happened to meet up. As he turned down a street to avoid a handful of approaching men he spotted a man being chased yelling for him to stop. Darren slowed down and kicked the passenger door open and shouted for him to get in.

The man jumped in but before he could get the door closed his assailant managed to jump on him, pressing his cock tightly against the man's leg. Darren and the man were able to fend off the himbo and get the door closed with little effort and Darrin sped off as quick as he could after he was sure the man was inside.

After a brief introduction as well as a collective "what the hell is going on" moment. The pair sat in silence as they surveyed the city as it passed by. Every street was the same, naked men all over the place fucking and sucking each other. It was like a gay erotic porn zombie outbreak. Darren passively noted that he hadn't actually seen a non-altered person in bit and wondered if it was wise to be driving around instead of hunkering down somewhere safe.

He was pulled from his inner turmoil by the scent of something foreign hitting his nostrils. It smelled like sweat, musk, and sex. He tossed a quick glance at the man next to him and realized that there was a wet patch on his leg where the man chasing him had rubbed up against him and apparently leaked all over his jeans. He also noticed that the man's shirt was showing signs that the man was sweating profusely underneath. The smell was getting stronger and panic surged through Darren when he saw the front of the man's jeans dampen with liquid as he let out a pleasure filled moan, filling them with his own fresh precum.

Realizing what was happening Darren quickly stopped the truck and made an attempt kick the rapidly changing man out. The man let out a surprised gasp but remained firm in his seat. Darren could see the look of shock and surprise rapidly fading, his eyes dimming and his expression taking on that of pure need and lust.

The men let out an almost bestial moan and went his hand immediately shot to his pre-soaked jeans as he fumbled to unleash his straining cock within. Darren knew that kicking him out without getting infected was going to be impossible and went turned to get himself out instead. He pushed the door open as the the man lunged at him from the passenger seat. The steering wheel proved to be a slight obstacle and Darren seized the moment to get out. He felt a hand grab his shoulder but it the sweaty hand couldn't get a grip so Darren easily shrugged it off and closed the door, trapping the man inside if for only a moment.

Darren was relieved that he was lucky enough to not see any of the sex-crazed men nearby and quickly looked around for a place to get away. The man in his truck kept trying to open the door and get to him but Darren was more than enough to keep the door shut for the time being.

Despite it being a relatively cool evening, Darren found himself getting incredibly warm, almost sweaty as he held back the man (who was luckily too caught up in trying to get to Darren to think about getting out the other door) and he felt a strange feeling in his shoulder where he wrenched it from the man's grasp.

He went to rub his shoulder to work it out and stopped when he felt something wet and slick. He pulled his hand away and was immediately hit with the intense smell of sex. Instead of being repulsed like he had before, Darren instead found it incredibly intoxicating and in response to it, his cock stiffened in an instant, a pleasant burning starting to build inside him.

Part of him knew what was happening but a steadily increasing part of him was ceasing to care. The burning pleasure coursing through him was growing ever stronger and his raging erection was rapidly becoming the only thing on the forefront of his mind. The smell of sex hit him again and he found himself completely at the mercy of his new urges.

In an instant his pants were around his ankes and he was on his knees jerking his massive erection as his body toned up and his head emptied. A dumb expression crept over his face as he looked for someone, anyone, to release the pleasure building inside into. He took a few steps forward before the pleasure became too much and he dropped to his knees while pounding his meat. A dumb smile crept over his face and he was too enthralled in his own pleasure to hear the truck door opening behind him.

When he felt something slick slide brush up against his back he didn't hesitate. In an instant his ass was thrust up, ready and willing. The man, now completely naked and exuding the intoxicating aroma of sex and musk, did not hesitate either. Both of the men needed to find release, it was their sole purpose and only driving motivation.

As the man's monster cock slid into Darren's eager hole, he unleashed a primal roar in ecstasy as he fully succumbed to the corruption that had claimed so many before him. The two men were lost to the changes as they fucked right there in the street. The roar of lust echoing back to them from a short distance away as more men answered the call, slowly growing the fuck session into a full blown orgy with Darren in the middle basking in the pure bliss of his new existence.

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hypnozys · 4 months

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Derek rested his back against his sofa and exhaled proudly. It was his turn to host game night and it was turning into quite the success. It wasn't a hard thing to pull off either way though, just a group of guys getting together for football and chicken wings. The only thing out of the ordinary was that one of the guys, Jeff, was running later than usual. It was unlike him to miss kick-off but that wasn't cause for concern. It eventually got the point where he was so late that people just assumed he wasn't coming and about a quarter way into the evening they were all startled by aggressive pounding on the front door.

All the men jumped at the sudden pounding but assumed it was just Jeff being silly and Derek got up to let him in, yelling for him to hold on. While all the other guys were joking around another guy, Darren, decided to take advantage of a commercial break and pop to the bathroom.

What greeted Derek when he opened the door was in fact Jeff, but he was dramatically different than what he was expecting. Instead of the usual team jersey, he wasn't wearing anything aside a pair of jeans that were down around his ankles. Derek was caught off guard entirely. He had seen Jeff shirtless before and while he was fairly healthy, he had never seen the toned muscles he now sported. What caught him even more off guard was the massive throbbing erection pointed directly at him and the overwhelming smell of sex emanating from him. Before Derek could fully grasp what he was seeing Jeff, with a dazed lustfilled look in his eyes, lunged at him and shoved his tongue into Derek's surprised mouth. The force knocked them back and Derek could only let out a short yell as the couple collapsed onto the floor.

As Derek started to protest he felt a strange heat wash through him. He stopped for a moment as his own cock leapt to full-mast and arousal coursed through his entire being like fire. Before he knew it Jeff was on top of him and diving in for another kiss, one that Derek was all too happy to allow. The men laid there on the floor, door wide open, cocks pressed tightly against one another as lust burned away the inside of Derek.

He was too far enthralled by lust to notice that steam was rising off him as his body was heating up and changing. His muscles started growing, his stocky frame quickly changing into that of a sexy, toned, himbo. The smell of sex radiating off the two men overpowered anything else. The sound of surprised shouting pulled the two from their lust-driven stupor and focused their newfound lust onto the remainder of the group, who had came to investigate the shouting only to find the two men passionately embracing on the floor.

It didn't take long for the other men to fall the same way Derek had and soon game night had transformed into a full blown orgy as the men all lost themselves in a sex-fueled haze, all except one.

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hypnozys · 6 months

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Hypnovember 7 - Paint

Marcus didn't realize that the canister filled with paint he accidentally knocked over was actually a specially formulated nanite solution that was in development to repair machinery on a molecular level.

He foolishly tried to clean it up but upon coming into contact with his skin the nanites set about fixing him.

The metallic liquid quickly slowed over his body, painting it entirely in a shiny silver hue as it sculpted his body to perfection. Each curve and muscle now pronounced in shiny silver.

The panic that had surged through him initially was replaced with a pleasant shock as he watched his body transform before his eyes. He could feel the metal creeping up his neck and over his head but even more he could feel it seeming to creep over his mind as well.

While perfecting his body was something the nanites could understand. The mind, being the complex and sophistocated thing it was, was something different altogether. Having never encounted something like it before, the nanites only saw it as a source of chaos and disarray.

Silver tendrils spread over his mind, organizing and analyzing. His erratic thoughts were slowly becoming more uniform, more logical. Fear, panic, joy, curiousity..the complex tapestry that made up a person was being unravelled and rebuilt in structured and efficient way.

This change was completely lost on Marcus, however, the changes happening inside him and his new thoughts were as natural to him as ever. In his mind, they had always been this way. He had always been this way.

As the transformation overtook the remainder of his face and body all that remained of Marcus was a shiny metallic automaton standing idly in the room. To a passive observer, he could easily be mistaken for a simple statue.

(a short one, may rewrite this at a later date but I'm incredibly short on time today and didn't want to just skip it)

#hypnovember 2023

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hypnozys · 6 months

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Hypnovember 6 - Alley

Daniel had always heard rumors about the so-called "Himbo Alley", a seemingly inconspicuous alley located near one of the local gay bars in his town that was rumored to hold some sort of hidden power. A power that would transform anyone who walked down it under the right conditions into a sexy himbo. Too bad no one really knew what those conditions actually were.

He had walked down the alley many times, adopting it as part of his normal route home. Every so often he would pass a guy who was absolute eye-candy. Skimpy clothes, defined and toned muscles, a dumb smirk on their handsome faces. He usually just shrugged them off, either assuming they were on their way to the local club nearby or looking to check out if the alley really had anything special about it.

As he turned down the hallway he noted how big the moon was and how it seemed to to cast the alleyway, which was unusually empty, in an almost otherwordly hue and almost caused the pavement to shine ever so slightly. He had a thought to find a new way since an empty alley at night have tendencies to be dangerous but decided to head down it anyway. This one was usualy well travelled and he reckoned he would be fine.

As soon as he crossed the threshold he felt a static tingle course through him. Almost inperceptable aside from a strange warming sensation in his core. Each step further into the alley brought more and more energy into him and he didn't see that underneath his hoody that his body was starting to change.

Underneath the dark fabric his once pasty white complexion started to darken until it had become an attractive sun-kissed tan. His once flat chest and skinny frame started to grow next. His pecs pushing against the fabric as they grew and his once smooth torso was blossoming with definition absent only moments ago. At the same time his shoulders broadened as his once thin arms started to bulk up as well. In a matter of seconds his once baggy hoody was stretched tight against his now tanned and muscled upper body.

The warmth was almost unbearable at this time and he decided that he needed to slip the hoody off, not realizing the reasoning behind why it was so much more of a struggle than it needed to be. When he was finally free of it he gasped when he caught sight of his new form. His sexy new muscles glistening with a thin layer of sweat were a sight to behold and the sight of them caused his cock to stir in his jeans.

Pleasure and arousal were coursing through him, efficiently negating the shock and panic that should have been the norm in this situation. He felt a surge of heat in his lower body and could see that his it was changing too. His jeans tightened against his growing legs as they grew to match the same definition and tone of his upper body.

Even more shocking was that he would see that his jeans were undergoing a transformation of their own. He watched as the seams around his ankes started to fray and unravel. The excess fabric evaporating into a mist as his jeans slowly dissolved their way up his legs. The cool air against his now tanned and muscled legs only added to the transformation as they continued unravelling until they settled snugly around his upper thigh, finishing their transformation into a pair of skimpy cut off jean shorts.

An intense surge of erotic energy coursed through him next, catching him unaware as he watched as the tight denim around his groin grew even tighter as his cock grew into a monster that his shorts could barely contain.

He rubbed a hand over his cock and shuddered in pleasure. A pleasure that flowed into his thoughts, clouding them over with a euphoric haze.

Thoughts of concern, panic, worry were all lost in the fog. The only things able to form in his mind were thoughts of sex, men, pleasure and cock. Even his own name seemed like a distant memory, something irrelevant and unneeded in his current form. A dumb expression crept across his how chiseled face as his hair lightened and styled itself effortlessly.

As Danny, the new himbo, exited the alley he caught sight of the gay club on the corner and felt a stir in his cock. A need to fuck, a need to be fucked, and a need to show off his body for all to see.

As he opened the door to the club he glanced back to the alley which now bustling with people and devoid of its otherworldly glow. A dumb giggle escaped his throat as he disappeared into the club.

#hypnovember 2023

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hypnozys · 6 months

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Hypnovember 4 - Vibe

Trevor knew that the the club had certain rules and always considered himself above them, that was until he was detained by one of their enforcers and brought forced into a room he had never seen before and a thick chain locked around his neck.

The entire room had an almost otherwordly feel to it. Every surface had an almost liquid metallic sheen to it. It didnt seem to react to to touch but any sound he made in the chamber caused it to shimmer and vibrate, like ripples on water. Before he could protest the door slammed shut causing vibrations to echo throughout the chamber and when they settled even the outline of the door was impossible to discern.

His shouts causing the room to shimmer and shake intensely only added to the visual confusion, making the room appear to lose definition of its' boundaries entirely. The more he shouted the more the room vibrated and shifted. His entire vision bombarbed with shimmering and shifting lights as it bounced off the reverberating surfaces.

Without warning a loud warbling sound started blaring from unseen speakers causing the room to erupt into a kaleidoscope of shifting patterns and lights. The sounds bounded through him as well and he could feel it seemingly vibrating all the way into his very being.

With his vision trapped in a constant shifting pattern, he was unable look anywhere that wasn't violently shaking. Even when he gazed at his own body it was rattling and shimmering with the same violent and chaotic energy.

Even his thoughts and mind were locked into the same frequency. Everything in the room finding a strange semblance of uniformity, everything reverberating with the same chaotic vibrations.

Seconds, minutes, hours….sometime later, he couldn't be sure. The sound subtly shifted little by little, becoming more and more uniform, more organized.

Some time later the room remained silent once more. Everything silent and docile. Trevor included, who was kneeling in the center of the room, a look of mindlessness painted on his face. With his mind successfully blanked, words start echoing through the room.

Words that flowed into him effortlessly and started to replace the Trevor that entered with another mindless slave to the club that he would soon become.

#hypnovember 2023

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hypnozys · 6 months

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Hypnovember 4 - Report

DroneTech Research and Development Project Report

Project Overview: Roaming Assimilation Suit (R.A.S.)

The Roaming Assimilation Suit, or R.A.S., is a in-development drone suit integrated with a self-supporting nanite mesh. The interwoven mesh allows the suit to operate autonomously, negating the need for a human occupant for initial deployment. The mesh itself allowing the suit to retain proper form and even a limited degree of autonomy.

The R.A.S. exhibits limited movement capabilities and is even capable of interacting with its environment to a limited degree. However, it has not capable of the computational capacity or physical strength of a fully converted drone.

Designed predominantly for security purposes, the R.A.S. conducts surveillance patrols along pre-defined routes, blending indistinguishably with other drones until it identifies an intruder. At such time it will activate its prime directive.

When an intruder is detected, the R.A.S. engages in an assertive pursuit. Upon nearing its target, the mesh will reform itself and open the suit at any place where it deems advantageous. Its primary goal is to envelop the target inside itself. The interior of the suit is lined with a specialized rubber compound that serves a multitude of functions. Firstly it rapidly breaks down any clothing or other non-orgranic surfaces worn by the target. Secondly it adheres to the targets skin, forming an almost irreversible bond between the two. Lastly the intense bond releases a mixture of drugs into the targets body that lowers cognitive function and increases pleasure receptors, the combination makes the subject both docile and very receptive to programming.

Once the suit has fully enveloped the target the mask activates and serves as a traditional drone mask, quickly subduing the hosts mind and repurposing it for use by the Drone Hivemind. Once programming is complete a detailed report of the drone's identity is forwarded to DroneTech and the drone is fully integrated into the hive.

Performance Evaluation: To date the current iteration of the R.A.S. currently demonstrates a 95% success rate in assimilation and host pacification.

End of Report

#hypnovember 2023

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hypnozys · 6 months

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Hypnovember 3 - Weight

The skinny nerd signed up for the local gym on a whim. He was slightly uncomfortable being the only one in the building that wasn't a sweaty muscled jock.

The trainer behind signing him up noted his apprehension and casually slid the small weight shaped pendant from underneath his tight tanktop. The nerd's eyes were immediately caught by the way the lights flickered off the pendant and found it really easy to listen to the trainer and follow his advice.

As he was led around to the various machines and instructed on their use he started to feel a warmth course through him. Each set, each rep pushed his scrawny muscles to their limit…past their limit.

Every time the nerd would have a moment of almost clarity, the pendant would flash in his face and he would sink back into the simple stupor and follow the trainers every word.

Every exercise the trainer exposed him to caused his body to ache but unknown to him, they cause them to grow. Soon his scrawny frame was packing on muscle and he was starting to look more and more like all the other sweaty muscled men in the gym.

At one point near the end of his routine his trainer walked away for a moment and he caught sight of himself in a mirror. The sight jarred his addled mind as he saw the muscled jock he had become looking back at him. Gone was his pale complexion and scrawny body. What was looking back at him was a toned and muscular jock. Despite his shock he couldn't help but flex his new muscles in the mirror, admiring the way the thin layer of sweat made them glisten underneath the gym lights.

Try as he might though, the thick fog in his mind refused to disappear. The dumb expression on his face mirrored the level of mental prowess he was capable of. Deep down he knew something was off and shook his head in an attempt to clear it.

The sound of his trainer voice drew his attention and as he turned his vision was once again locked onto the pendant. Only this time it wasn't hanging around the trainers neck, it was being offered to him.

As the heavy metal pendant took its place against his chest, whatever inner voice was left was silenced entirely and the new jock persona took over entirely. A dumb grin crept over his face as he turned to flex in the mirror once more. His eyes locked onto his muscled frame and the pendant that hung heavily around his neck.

#hypnovember 2023

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hypnozys · 6 months

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Hypnovember 2 - Tag

He thought the free collar that were being handed out by one of the various stands at the festival was just a neat gift. Little did he know that it was something that tagging him for potential conversion by one of the roaming groups of rubber pups migrating around the area.

As he passed one of them he paid them no real mind but also didn't notice the entire group stop and turn toward him as he passed by. He also didn't notice as they starting following him from a distance, like a hunter stalking prey.

He did notice when one of them grabbed him from behind and pulled him backwards. In an instant he was surrounded by the pack and subdued. His cries for help quickly squelched as the collar around his neck tightened whenever he tried.

The intense smell of rubber exuded by the pack was making his throat burn and his head swim as a strange sense of acceptance started to grow inside him as his cock started to pulse in pleasure at the same time.

By the time one of the pups had freed his cock from his jeans and dove onto it, taking his engorged cock into its' rubbery maw. Thoughts of panic and escape were all but gone. Thoughts in general were few and far between as he started to lose himself in the pleasure.

As he basked in the pleasurable fog coursing through his mind and body, he began to feel a tightness spreading over his body. He was too lost in the sensations to take notice that his clothing was actually changing on its own. His shirt and jeans were starting to lose their fabric textures and smooth out, taking on a shiny luster and losing their coloration.

In a matter of seconds, his attire had shifted from casual to one matching the pups surrounding him. His own body starting to exude the same rubber aroma that was now permeating the area.

He wasn't really aware of any particular happening until he felt something slide over his throbbing cock, hearing a sinister click followed by the unabated pleasure shifting to a burning need. His pleasure-addled brain looked down, only passively noticing his new rubbery attire but laser focusing on the tiny hard cage locked over his cock.

Before he could say anything he felt something slide over his head. In an instant he was looking at his new cage through the eyes of his new face. A rubber muzzle now protruding from his face.

His once human cries turned to needy whines as he quickly discovered that any form of speech was reduced to simple pup noises as the mask tightened its grip over now just head head, but his mind as well.

A thick fog descended over his mind and every thought that he managed to form felt like it was passing through a thick filter before he finally managed to have it.

Simplicity, pleasure, and rubber were the only constant things coursing through him as he fell down to all fours.

Soon the pack starting moving once more, the newest pup included, as they looked for their next mark.

#hypnovember 2023

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hypnozys · 6 months

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Hypnovember 1 - Intimidate

When Ethan first walked into the latex shop he was immediately overwhelmed by the scent of rubber and the sight of all the men covered head to toe in shiny black rubber and gasmasks. Before he even really had a chance to so much as look at a piece of rubber he saw the gasmasked faces of the patrons all turn slowly toward him. In an instant Ethan was intimidated and went to turn around and leave right then and there.

He whipped around and let out a gasp when he was stopped by a handsome young man wearing a full rubber suit standing in his path. Immediately the man set about helping Ethan, handing him piece after piece of gear and asking if he wanted to try it on.

Ethan was too timid to even attempt to deny the man's "suggestions" and headed to the changing room with a pile of rubber in his arms.

Once he found himself in the secluded room he set the gear down and looked at it. While he was happy that he was in this situation, he was still unsure of himself. The entire ordeal was causing his mind to race.

As he started to slide his leg into the rubber suit, those panics and worries seem to disappate. The material hugged him tightly and he felt a pleasant warm tingle everywhere it was.

As his feet entered the build in boots and he felt his entire lower body hugged sensually by the rubber. His doubts were all but gone, the pleasure radiating through him.

His arms sliding into the sleeves and hands settling into the gloves made his now rock hard cock throb as a sense of need started to grow.

As he zipped up the suit, feeling it caressing his entire body. The pleasure and lust was pushing out everything. Even his own mind was getting harder to hold onto against the relentless onslaught. The only thing remaining was a gasmask sitting on the bench and he was almost shaking in anticipation as he brought it up to his face.

When Ethan stepped out of the changing room, there was nothing left in his mind except pleasure and obedience.

The shopkeeper smiled as the store's newest drone took its place among its fellow drones.

#hypnovember 2023

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hypnozys · 7 months

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Putting this up here for a teaser of what "hopefully" is coming soon. Going to try to do this again if I can find the time/pictures to make it work.

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hypnozys · 7 months

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Consolidating my online presence

For a long time I've always felt like I was split into two separate people online. Starting out I was heavily involved in the furry community and made many friends there, a couple I speak to still but most have drifted off in their own directions.

Recently I've put more effort into this blog (also failed at even that lately. Apologies for lack of content) and my furry profile has been left to stagnate.

I'm tired of having to maintain two separate personas online and want to simplify my own life a little bit and want to share it with you all.

I'm sure furry content is not something some of you want to see in your feeds but if you are so inclined, I'd love to introduce you to my FA profile.

https://www.furaffinity.net/user/rubber-vecks

I don't intend on making this blog suddenly fill with that content but if I make something that I'm truly proud of and it happens to fall into that bucket. I'm going to share it with you all too.

Similarly I'm going to retire my AI twitter account and start posting more casually on my other twitter account

@RubberVecks

(Its fairly empty at the moment but that's because I just use it to..um..."read articles")

I hope none of you are bothered by this small glimpse behind the curtain into my actual thought processes and wish you all the best.

Also if you ever feel like you want to say hi or simply talk shop for a while. Hit me up. I'm not a creep (although that's what a creep would say I suppose) and often find more enjoyment talking to people as people.

As I get older I realize that I truly want to be a positive force in this community where I can so please don't be scared or intimidated. I'm just a guy behind a keyboard spending his free time doing things he enjoys.

Take care all and have a great rest of your weekend!

Side note : I'm on the lookout for a bluesky invite, if you have one laying around, hit me up.

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hypnozys · 8 months

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To the person that asked where the missing Hypnovember post is. I don't know if you rescinded the message or Tumblr is just janky but I was asked to remove the post and rather than deal with figuring out why. I simply honored the request.

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hypnozys · 8 months

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Where is Granted Part 2?

Its there. I just missed adding the title to it. I fixed it.

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hypnozys · 8 months

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Granted (1/5)

Jacob stared into the liquor filled glass, swirling it gently as he processed the flurry of emotions pulsing through him. He was annoyed, frustrated, angry, sad, disappointed, but also strangely optimistic and hopeful. The wide range was bombarding him with feelings and he was trying to silently parse them with the aid of alcohol. He was too consumed in his old mind to notice a handsome man sitting down next to him and eyeing him like a predator sizing up their prey.

"You look like you could use someone to talk to."

The silky voice of the stranger startled Jacob back to his senses and he turned to look at the man. The first thing that caught his attention were his eyes that seemed to pierce directly into his soul. Something about him was irresistable and he found himself nodding slowly. Something about the man made him feel relaxed and he found himself explaining his current situation to the stranger before he could think to decline the offer.

"Yea. I just messed up. I've been wanting to get out of this area for a long time and my boyfriend and I have always talked about it but never really worked out a real plan for it."

The man never broke his gaze as his lip curled up into a devilish smirk.

"That's understandable, I've not been here for long but I can't wait to be out of here myself. Where were you wanting to go?"

Before Jacob could think he found himself talking once more.

"Well I've always wanted to get out of the city, live in the country somewhere. Not like off the grid or some backwater town, just somewhere with of scenery. My uncle owns a small ranch about an hour from here and I convinced him to rent his guesthouse out to us if we wanted it. Even better is that in exchange for nothing but helping him out around the ranch."

Jacob sighed and took a sip of his drink.

"Sounds like you had at least a start of something. I take it your boyfriend was not so receptive to the idea?" asked the stranger, his voice so calm and relaxing Jacob simply couldn't help himself but continue.

"Not at all. I told him I already accepted the offer and was going to be moving and that he should come with. I should have talked to him first, but I honestly thought he would be thrilled that we finally had a chance. He just kept pointing out all the ways it was a bad idea and belittling me for my half-baked decisions. He thought it would be better we didn't do anything for the time being. I couldn't help but feel like he didn't believe I could make it work. Like he didn't trust me."

He was too lost in his own recollection to see the subtle shift in the man's eyes. Changing from care and compassion back to that of the predator.

"So you just wish that he was more supportive of you?"

Jacob nodded. "I suppose so yea."

The man, his eyes practically glowing, spoke once more, "Then say it. Say what you want. Wish for it."

The dazed young man couldn't help it, he almost mindlessly recited.

~I wish my boyfriend was more supportive of me.~

The man's eyes were practically ablaze with energy at this point and couldn't help but laugh as a thick fog seemed to engulf the two of them from out of nowhere.

Jacob, suddenly free of the man's gaze had only a moment to attempt to comprehend what was happening before he was engulfed by the fog. It's swirling mass blocking out everything. It was impossible to see anything and the sounds of the bar faded into a rushing void.

Without any real warning, a single word pierced the silence.

"GRANTED"

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