If You Make a Wolf a Slave Part 2: He Will Need to know what he is getting into
He found himself looking at a rubber version of himself. he couldn't believe his eyes. he ran his hands over his rubber skin. he smiled and then bowed to luther. "master, i thank you with all my heart."
Vore Night at The Painted Wolf
He grinned, looking over to a corner of the club where a large rubber statue stood, the threat clear to her as ofenna had seen who was trapped inside it.
To Catch A Dragon
What made him take a closer look was that this dragon wasn't covered in scales, but it appeared to be, rubber? it was a completely smooth rubber dragon.
The Dangers of Wearable Technology Part 5
Before he could sink too far into his revenge fantasies; however, he saw the rubber gasmask of the jackal appear in front of him and inform him it was time to go.
The Latex Legendary
latex.
Wings of Trial
With every gasping breath i heaved myself out of the water and onto this large rubber life raft. i was frightened and alone with nothing but water in every direction. a storm raged around me as i sat adrift.
Trolling for a Costume
The rubber fit onto his legs perfectly, there was no catching as he slid it up, allowing the cool rubber to rest there as he stood up again and pulled the crotch of the suit over his underwear.
Vulcan Automata - Hiring Practices - Part 2
Their smooth, metallic, rubber body was beautifully made and silent except for the gentle tap of their feet on the floor. their stomach was smooth, black, flexible rubber. a similar black rubber made up the mobile joints of their body.
The Latex Infection Spreads
The buizels' mouths filled up with latex and he could do nothing as they both blew light streams of latex right into his ears, he staggered as the latex directly corrupted his brain.
A New Job - Part 3
The actual liquid metal of the template was transforming his plating, covering his chest and exposed synth muscle stomach with a smooth, shiny rubber-metal coating of silver, purple and black.
A New Job - Part 2
It was strange, like a thin layer of rubber was being applied to his fur but he knew that it was no spray on layer of latex as might be used when one was clubbing.
Safe Harbor (3/3)
Even with his rubber skin starting to shift and the occasional swell of the white and red latex that was his skin could be seen the only thing that was on his mind was getting out of the forest.