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baogacc.bsky.social
[C] These damn goobers! Why do they have to keep swimming?!

Now we have @icedragonsoul.bsky.social's little shark globs turning Vere (VereBat on FA) into a drone battery to make more globs!

#nsfw #nsfwart #furry #furryart #nsfwfurryart #latex
June 17, 2025 at 9:01 PM
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ravensflockart.bsky.social
Rubber Factory Holiday Display: Blitzen

Every year the Rubber factory puts on a huge holiday display, taking 'volunteers' and suiting them up for each of the big man's reindeer.

@maxwelldimito.bsky.social riding a special present.

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A blue dragon in a reindeer catsuit is bound to a huge candy cane and riding a dildo emerging from a present underneath him.
December 17, 2025 at 1:10 AM
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xedryk.bsky.social
The suit’s tail seemed to come alive, wriggling into place before pressing deeper, teasing at my most sensitive spot. “That rubber tail,” he mused, his voice low and teasing, “it’s so naughty, isn’t it? Pushing the hollow plug deeper into your ass, locking it all into place.”
In the dimly lit gym locker room, I found myself in a predicament I could never have imagined. I had innocently tried on an extra boxer suit I found in the locker, only to discover it was made of latex—tight, restrictive, and impossible to remove. As I struggled to peel the slick material off my body, a familiar voice broke the silence behind me. “Oh, you tried on that extra boxer I left in the locker?” he asked with a smirk, his eyes glinting with mischievous amusement. I froze, caught red-handed, and stammered, my face burning with a mix of embarrassment and something else I couldn’t quite place. “I... uh... sorry... Please help me get this thing off.” He chuckled darkly, stepping closer. “Oh-oh… Nah. It’s stuck on your body now. Only when NNN is over.” I blinked in confusion as the words sank in. My breathing quickened as realization dawned. “Wait, today is December 1st…” I gasped, the date hitting me like a freight train. “So… Hmmm? HMMMP!” My voice was abruptly muffled as a big red rubber gag filled my mouth. Two narrow tubes slid into my nostrils, pressing deeper than I expected, securing me in place. I writhed instinctively. “HMMMP! NNN?” He grinned wickedly. “Yup. You’re stuck in that rubber lion suit for NNN next year.” Panic and thrill coursed through me as I tried to protest, the latex gripping tighter. “NMMMP! PLMMM LMMM MMMMP OUMMMP!” My words were muffled, my struggles only making the suit conform more snugly. The suit’s tail seemed to come alive, wriggling into place before pressing deeper, teasing at my most sensitive spot. “That rubber tail,” he mused, his voice low and teasing, “it’s so naughty, isn’t it? Pushing the hollow plug deeper into your ass, locking it all into place.” “NMMMM! MMMMP!” I groaned as my body arched involuntarily, the sensations overwhelming. “Pull as hard as you can,” he murmured, running his hands over the glistening latex. “It’s never coming off.” “MMMMP!” I tried again, a futile gesture as his fingers traced the sleek lines of the suit, every touch sending sparks across my hypersensitive skin. He leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. “Love your shiny, rubbery look,” he whispered, the heat in his voice unmistakable. “Now come here, lion toy. It’s time to play.” As he pulled me into his grasp, the world outside the locker room seemed to vanish. All that remained was the intoxicating friction of latex, the dizzying mix of control and surrender, and the inescapable pull of the suit. For the next year, I wasn’t just wearing the lion suit—I was the lion, his lion.
December 15, 2025 at 12:15 AM
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xedryk.bsky.social
Electric pulses teased your prostate, and your rubber cock throbbed harder than ever. The sensations built to an unbearable peak, and then—release.
A noticeable bulge stretched the rubber between your legs. You didn’t want to touch it, but the app’s insistent glow tugged at your mind, whispering encouragement. Against your will, your hand reached down, claws brushing over the bulge before gripping it tightly. Pleasure shot through you like electricity, your breath hitching as the sensation intensified. The bulge swelled, reshaping beneath your touch, until it wasn’t just a bulge anymore. It was a cock. Longer, thicker, and utterly alien, the rubber shaft pulsed against your palm. You tried to stop, but your body didn’t listen. Instead, you squeezed it harder, the synthetic material heating beneath your grip. Another chime. Another task. Task: Welcome to Your New Body 2 Hold and squeeze your new cock Moan with your new voice The app’s influence crept deeper, your thoughts clouding with arousal. You complied, stroking the rubber length while a deep, mechanical howl escaped your lips. The sound startled you—it was guttural, a robotic wolf’s roar, devoid of anything human. Yet it only spurred you on, your motions growing more frantic as the suit rewarded every action with waves of pleasure. Task: Prema-Link with FM-ian Reach climax Release a cum sample The app’s control tightened around your mind like a vice. The suit responded, stimulating you in ways that went beyond your imagination. Vibrations coursed through your body, a thick tube pressing into your throat as the suit blocked your nose, forcing you to breathe through its artificial system. Electric pulses teased your prostate, and your rubber cock throbbed harder than ever. The sensations built to an unbearable peak, and then—release. You climaxed with an intensity that shattered every previous experience. Ropes of synthetic semen erupted from you, each pulse dragging you deeper into submission. It didn’t stop. You felt the rubber hum with satisfaction as the app recorded your “sample.” After what felt like an eternity, you collapsed back onto the bed, panting as the suit finally relented. DNA Linked to Ejected Sample Reward: Temporary Human Disguise (12h) x3 Libido Suppressant Serum x2 The screen flickered, returning to its normal home screen. You stared at it, dazed, your clawed hand trembling as you reached for the device. Every movement reminded you of your new form, the rubber creaking faintly as you gripped the phone. The app had more details now, a menu explaining the “program” you’d apparently signed up for. You had to complete tasks daily, leveling up to unlock your humanity again. Reaching Level 100 was the only way to remove the suit and return to normal. Failure would mean permanent transfer—your consciousness sealed within the app's server as part of its growing library. For now, the suit was quiet, its bulge locked away behind a chastity seal. You sat there, staring at the phone, the weight of your predicament sinking in. You thought it was just a cosplay outfit. But now, you were part of some crazy game that far bigger—and far more dangerous. You had six hours until the next task.
December 8, 2025 at 5:43 AM
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xedryk.bsky.social
The app’s control tightened around your mind like a vice. The suit responded, stimulating you in ways that went beyond your imagination. Vibrations coursed through your body, a thick tube pressing into your throat as the suit blocked your nose, forcing you to breathe through its artificial system.
The day started with a simple goal: snag a free cosplay outfit using an app that promised a voucher for the local shop. It sounded too good to be true, but you didn’t think twice. After all, free was free. The app installed smoothly, with a sleek black-and-green interface that had a slightly eerie, digital shimmer. But you ignored the weird vibes, excited to finally get your hands on a costume for the party next week. By the time you woke up, you weren’t quite sure where your excitement had gone. Or rather, you weren’t sure where you had gone. You opened your eyes, and the first sensation that registered was tightness—an all-encompassing hug of slick, smooth rubber wrapping every inch of your body. Panic set in as you scrambled to get up, only for a strange weight and resistance to greet you. Your hands instinctively shot up to your face, but what you felt wasn’t skin. It was a mask—a hood—thick and seamless, merging into the rest of the suit like it had grown there. The design hit you like a freight train of recognition: Wolf Woods. The distinct features of the Mega Man Star Force character were molded perfectly into your "face," the hood snugly fitted around your head. Your hands—or claws—told the same story, sharp and metallic-looking, reflecting the light with an unnatural sheen. You yanked at the hood, growling in frustration, only for the claws to slip off the material. It was like trying to grip water with oil-coated hands. The sound of your phone interrupted your struggle. A sharp ding echoed through the room, and you turned to see the screen lit up on your bed. "Transformation: 100% Complete." Your heart pounded as the screen transitioned to something new. A message popped up, accompanied by a digital chime: Task: Welcome to Your New Body 1 Move your limb Squeeze your bulge “What the hell?” you muttered, though the sound came out muffled, filtered through the rubber. Against your better judgment, you flexed a clawed arm. The smooth, mechanical movement startled you; it felt too natural. Then your eyes drifted down, and your stomach sank. A noticeable bulge stretched the rubber between your legs. You didn’t want to touch it, but the app’s insistent glow tugged at your mind, whispering encouragement. Against your will, your hand reached down, claws brushing over the bulge before gripping it tightly. Pleasure shot through you like electricity, your breath hitching as the sensation intensified. The bulge swelled, reshaping beneath your touch, until it wasn’t just a bulge anymore.
December 8, 2025 at 5:43 AM
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xedryk.bsky.social
Drone 119 knelt, his body no longer his own, his mind caught in a swirl of stimulation and commands. The collar remained around his neck, the leash still connected, though now it was purely symbolic.
November 9, 2025 at 6:45 PM
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xedryk.bsky.social
The goo worked its way deeper, pushing into his ass, forming a thick rubber plug that stimulated his prostate, making him squirm. His attempts to speak were silenced as a rubber tube connected Bing's crotch to the mask now firmly sealed over his snout, forcing his mouth open.
November 9, 2025 at 6:45 PM
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xedryk.bsky.social
A muffled yelp escaped as Reynard tried to claw the goo away, but it was useless. The liquid rubber worked fast, enveloping his head, sliding over his neck and shoulders. The sensation was overwhelming—cold, then warm, then tight.
November 9, 2025 at 6:45 PM
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xedryk.bsky.social
With a gentle tug, Bing placed a rubber collar around Reynard’s neck, attached to a leash, and with a playful smile, the fox dropped to all fours, his nose brushing against the bulge in Bing’s tight, shiny underwear.
But as their proximity increased, the rubber on Bing's underwear began to move.
November 9, 2025 at 6:45 PM
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xxxvald.bsky.social
Commission done for www.furaffinity.net/user/zombien...

wanna see this artwork early? patreon.com/xxxvald

thank you for commissioning!
August 21, 2025 at 8:17 AM