The press studs were pushed together and then the pouch of the jockstrap was firmly pulled over the source of my embarrassment with a little difficulty , the two straps taken between my legs, threaded through the two side buckles and pulled tight.

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I nervously took my clothes off down to my vest and pants, thinking that this would be sufficient, but no. Another story from Axyloid featuring - ME! Any amount of stretching with great violence is possible. My entire body was gripped by this giant appendage, and it forcefully pulled me back to the mirror where it forced me to watch it continue its merciless take-over. Apart from sporting or other specialised activities, I wore my corsets seven days a week and still do … although I left school many years ago now.

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Kidnapped And Tortured. Completed March 22, 2013 Sam. Fanfiction Thriller Kidnapped Tortured. Hannah Evans isn't your average teenage girl. Thanks to her mother, she is practically a doctor now. Her mother likes to kidnap boys, doing unimaginable things to them, then giving them to Hannah to fix up. Now Hannah has five new patients.

Slave Boy Chapter 1, a general fiction | FictionPress. Chapter 1. The shackles jangled when Micah was shoved forward rather roughly by the slave trader. The dark haired boy stumbled and fell to his knees on the muddy street. Sweat ran in rivulets down his back and .

My feet continued to lengthen, and my toes began to harden and merge together. They formed distinct hooves, and although I was a little dismayed at the new shape my legs took on I just had to accept it. It was what I wanted; a sleek, muscular body. My latex body gleamed against the moonlight streaming through the windows of the factory, and I could only imagine how breathtaking my silhouette must have been by now. I continued to admire myself in the mirror, flexing and posing. I noticed that I squeaked slightly as parts of my body would rub together, but it was all just music to my ears.

My celebration, however, was short-lived as it finally happened. I could sense this was going to happen, as my mind had seen it while the latex was flashing mental pictures in front of me. I fell backwards as my body suddenly became limp.

I watched myself in the mirror with half-moon eyes as a deep maroon tribal tattoo began to cover me. I realized I was being branded, and I just submitted myself to it. I could sense it the moment it had fused with my brain; this latex had claimed others before me, and if it has its way it will claim others long after me.

The transformation was finally complete, and the commotion finally ended. But after glancing at that incredibly convenient mirror I was delighted to see my body was still that of a latex creature. I spent the next little while testing my new body, and found it quite to my liking.

I could stand upright, and despite my animalistic shape I still retained a semi-normal human stance. In fact, despite how solid they were, they flexed to the side bit when I leaned against a wall while retaining their shape. I tested my new body, and learned I had complete control over my tail.

I also realized the fog that had overtaken my brain earlier was gone; I assumed my brain had become latex, or it simply left it alone after the transformation was done. I stripped myself of my old bodysuit, and after a fashion I was able to slip it on as a pair of shorts I could wear without a problem. As much as I loved my new body, I felt the need to keep my dignity.

After all of the testing I snooped around the warehouse, and came across the very vat I had spilled earlier. It was sitting upright, and the lid covered it. I removed the lid, and saw it filled to the brim with liquid latex. Oh, how it gave off such a brilliant sheen. Even if I was a victim of curiosity, and even if I was branded by the goo, I am happy with this change.

So, here is my plea. Suggested Collections. Rubber or human, either way by Txformer. A bit of a psuedo-collaboration between LivingCostumes and myself. We got to talking recently about how he's been having a horrible artist's block, and how I've been having a bit of a writer's block.

Well, after a few days this is I wrote him and Furaffinity. In any event, I hope you enjoy this. That being said, Kou is bored, stumbles upon an abandoned factory, and soon afterwards falls victim to the latex goo found within. What will it turn him into? Will he like it? How will he conform to his new body? There's no turning back once the transformation begins Scenario created and written by Eternamente Kou and his transformation belong to LivingCostumes. Comments Join the community to add your comment.

Already a deviant? Log In. If i can still "comunicate" with the humans. Dude I like your story I will commit to it with open arms and I want to be a Wolf!! Hey Goo, I am your next victim. Very nice! It's a fitting tribute to LivingCostumes By the way, where did he go?

It must be destroyed. The story is cool, even when I had the feeling that you wrote some things double. You should do another one, except this time you should give Kou a girl friend.

Good idea or bad idea, your choice. I would dearly love to see the latex bull, maybe posed in the moonlight, half in shadow, with his tribal tattoos glowing in the moonlight. This story is amazing!!

Cant wait for a part 2 XD. I'd like to be a dragon. I really like the idea of changing into a latex bull. Very well written story! Although, the knees don't bend backwards in a quadruped stance, just thought I'd let you know! And with gems like "Unfortunately for them, my socks were an implacable foe. This is a good story but I wish it was underwear that they had to chew on or place the socks over there noses to breathe in the fumes.

Glad you guys enjoyed this. For those of you who might've missed this, this tale was inspired by the " Sibling Rivalry: Skater Boy Gets His Way " and it's ensuing success. Oh - I missed that one! I actually can only agree to what others have been saying here. Beautiful plot, refreshing to say the least! Love the clear packaging tape even though I LOVE duct tape and the stinky ankle socks. Keep it up, Master! Awesome story! Something about actually seeing what's muffling all that noise packed in their mouths!

Good read as always. I realize this is in the fictional section, but IF you were hazed like that when you were a teenager, that would explain those monstrous biceps.

You must have spent a LOT of time in the gym to make sure NO ONE would wrestle you down, pin you down, and fart in your face or tie you up and torture you again. It would be fun to be restrained by you, but there isn't much chance of being able to do anything to you in a wrestling match. Last edited by bondagefreak 1 year ago , edited 1 time in total. EDIT: also can't explain why but the thought of someone called michael getting tied up and sock-gagged appeals to me for some reason.

Michael-Colin Glad you enjoyed this one, kiddo. Definitely a change of pace to have the older bullies put back in their place. Does that mean we've found a volunteer to suck and chew on the day old black ankles socks in this story? I'm thinking you can ankle the black ones. OrdinaryWorld can handle the white ones Since we'll need actors to recreate this scene, we'll need a guy to actually supply those socks though.

I'm thinking Tsuhaya You mind if we use your gym socks on these little twerps, buddy? You get the tightest effect that hardens the cock to the max by placing the first band as high up against the cock with the nuts stretched and then placing the next above and so on - I discovered later that this has an effect on the cock head by pinching and eventually damaging nerves running down the underside of the shaft.

I was also hanging heavy one to two kilogram dive weights from the nuts. I then tried a long session with multiple bands.

I placed about four bands band-over band and then another 10 below this to form a vicious rubber stretcher. My nuts hung looser and lower than before.

Sensation did not start to return and the nuts remained numb and cold for days. Around two weeks function started to return and the still swung very low and loose with substantial sensation loss much of which was permanent. Full erectile function had returned, but with reduced sensation in my cock head and on the underside of the shaft. About twelve months after my first major damaging session I underwent a forced session in an SM club with very rough master.

He had never handled an elastrator before, but he was a natural. He had me gagged and cuffed with hands overhead he found the ready loaded elastrator in my bag of toys. He pulled one of the rings up either side of the cock shaft with a prong of the elastrator - this started to reduce sensation in the cock but made it extremely hard. He then proceeded to stretch, twist and crush my nuts for the next hour.

He didn't remove the gag and ignored any struggling. He then released one arm so that I could play with cock - still rock hard. He tied a silk rope tightly around the lower bands and pulled my balls back between my legs and up my crack. This rope was pulled through a ring in he overhead beam behind my back until my feet were all but off the ground and I was standing on tip toe.

He then opened the door of our room and proceeded to entertain other boys and play with their nuts quite gently and encourage them to feel mine and bite my tits. I was released after another and a half, giving a total time of just over two and half hours of continuous elastration. This time the damage to my balls was quite thorough, although to my surprise I didn't suffer erection problems or hot flushes.

I was fully sexually functional the next day but with very different balls. They were, and have remained, incredibly loose. I don't get any significant pain, but incredible tight feelings, when they are crushed or stood on - even down to thickness of about a quarter inch.

I suspect I would only feel pain if they were crushed to bursting.

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The story is cool, even when I had the feeling that you wrote some things double. Reply. CadeJaw. Jun 19, 2011. You should do another one, except this time you should give Kou a girl friend. Good idea or bad idea, your choice. Reply. unggoyboss. Jun 11, 2011. awesomeness can i be the next victim. Reply. SilverWolfJudge. Mar 3, 2014. UH OH.

Original Fiction by Ben -- Exclusively on LISA. I had just had my 14th birthday when my parents heard that they had been left some money by a relative who had just died. We were not a wealthy family by any means but, fortunately, neither were we among the poorest either. My mother and father had always tried to give my elder sister and me the. Sessions of 50 minutes left me largely and sensation returned to about 90% within minutes to a couple of hours with full sensation the next day. The feeling was wild and a real incentive to try for longer times. 1.I had been placing the bands, usually one or two, high up on the neck on my nuts as close to the base of the cock as possible. Kidnapped And Tortured. Completed March 22, Sam. Fanfiction Thriller Kidnapped Tortured. Hannah Evans isn't your girl. Thanks to her mother, she is practically a doctor now. Her mother likes to kidnap boys, doing unimaginable things to them, then giving them to Hannah to fix up. Now Hannah has five new patients.

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