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The Flesh Martyr
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Pleasure, Hate, Lust, Transmogrification. You can find it all here. 18+

All jokes aside, We produce Art, Writing, And other interesting materials. Either of a horrific, Suggestive, Or downright obscene variety. Once known as the "Megalith" on Twitter.
Steadily tearing away human aspects and anthropomorphic traits.

Thought, Biology, Species and gender slowly unraveling into unrecognizable physiology and functionality.

Until you either end up some snarling, hissing, unrecognizable pile of horror or some cold unfeeling obelisk.

Either/or~!
January 23, 2026 at 9:09 AM
That metamorphosis is persistent, But slow.

Slowly digging into your flesh. Your mind. Your very being.

Altering and corrupting you into something unrecognizable and inhuman. Claws pushing through where fingers once were. Fangs replacing teeth.

Until you can't even remember being human~
January 22, 2026 at 8:32 AM
Oh, Tut...

Despite everything. Your lowly new form. The memory alteration and conditioning...We still haven't managed to erase that sense of smug confidence.

...Well, How about we mold you into something that fits your personality? A Haughty Permagrinning rubbershark perhaps~?
January 22, 2026 at 6:27 AM
Writing new posts is always a debacle because then we have to decide "Do the Twitter people or the bluesky people get this one?"

Curated materials, If you will.
January 22, 2026 at 6:26 AM
Sure, You could explain to us why your humanity, identity, and personality is important...

OR you could just HOLD STILL and let us do the rest. Tearing. Gripping. Rending and breaking. Taking you apart so that you can more easily fit within your new Vessel.

A wonderful new shell, Just for you~
January 22, 2026 at 6:20 AM
Oh right, I forgot I posted art here.

Been Preoccupied drawing our newest Blorbo-character; Skinless meat thing named Ribs!
January 21, 2026 at 7:29 AM
The organism yearns to be one with the mechanical.

To have ligament, tissue, and viscera interwoven with firm hydraulics and neatly organized cables. For your mind to be crudely interlaced with software and targeting programs.

To become something greater than a mere individual~
January 21, 2026 at 6:50 AM
It's a simple euphoria.

To bare one's fangs. To extend one's claws. To wrap your jaws around the flesh of the other and to give into monstrous instinct.

To let yourself be overtaken by unfamiliar metamorphosis. To let yourself be consumed by new purpose.

To discard one's humanity~
January 16, 2026 at 7:59 PM
One of us is simply not enough.

Two would be better. Wouldn't you agree?

Stretching your flesh. Rearranging your bones. Teeth to fangs. Hands to claws. Flowing latex replacing your skin.

You'll think like me. Look like me. Be me.

And then there will be two of us.

And now? Perhaps a third next.
January 16, 2026 at 8:30 AM
An implement needn't think, feel, or know.

And you're no different. Your thoughts revoked. Your humanity suppressed. Biology shifting as you're slowly coated in a new faceless coating.

You'll stop being human.

You'll stop being a person.

And become something so much more obedient~
January 15, 2026 at 8:30 AM
Spreading the fun. Spreading the corruption.

And you seem like you'd make for an excellent new recruit. All we need to do is make a few...Adjustments of course.

A full unraveling of one's moral fiber and a sealing of anonymizing uniform. To render one the perfect puppet for untold schemes~
January 15, 2026 at 8:29 AM
Trust me, It'd be both fun AND morally correct if you let us pull you inside-out and turned your (somehow) still-living & screaming pile of flesh into some sort of incomprehensible monster.

C'mon, You'll like it!!!
January 14, 2026 at 5:43 PM
A silent unthinking bliss.

Without word. Without thought.

Simply silent emptiness.

Leaving only the hissing flutter of a respirator and the faintly audible thrum of a pulsing visor.

It's better this way. Wouldn't you Agree?
January 14, 2026 at 7:32 AM
We never quite understood the appeal of the Monster-Hunter series, So we're hoping you can help us with that!

How per se? Easy! By simply gluing, sealing, and trapping you as a glossy replica of one of the creatures!

A squeaky Nergigante. A polished Seikret. Or something similarly inhuman~!
January 14, 2026 at 7:14 AM
Tsk, Dragons can be so hard to come by. Can't they?

It's so much easier to simply make people into them! A fierce horned mask tugged in place. Smooth glossy scales glued around your body. A thick inflatable tail just above your rump.

And of course, A little hypnotic correction to tie it all up~
January 14, 2026 at 7:12 AM
A beak replaces your face. A pointed hood that is tugged, pulled, and glued over your head. Soon accompanying the rest of your new coating.

Smooth polished latex. Thick anonymizing rubber.

Artificial claws replace your feet as hands are sealed into useless wings.

Our newest Bird. A pretty bird~
January 14, 2026 at 6:36 AM
This issue will be amended.

No more malfunction. No more error. No more humanity.

It seems as though some part of you still managed to survive the assimilation though. Why though? Why cling so desperately to the old you?

It doesn't matter.

You'll be happy like the rest soon enough.
January 13, 2026 at 8:50 AM
It's a mercy, Really.

Would you PREFER to keep your conscious mind intact? Even after being irreversibly fused and interwoven with the frame of our newest Mascot?

No, It'll be much kinder to overwrite your memory, identity, personality. Rewrite it into marketable bliss & vacuous enthusiasm~
January 13, 2026 at 8:48 AM
Oh, We're reasonable!

We'll leave you SOME modicum of lucidity. Just so you'll be aware enough to really understand what's happened to you.

How you've changed. What & who you've become.

All while being powerless to really do much about it.

Stuck this way forever. Smooth & glossy~
January 13, 2026 at 8:41 AM
Don't fret, There's still materials to be salvaged.

We're not done with you. Not by a long shot.

We'll piece you back together, Replace what can't be fixed, give you a fresh coating...And then you'll be good as new!

Albeit, A little less human.

But since when did you value your humanity~?
January 13, 2026 at 8:39 AM
You can be whoever we want you to be. That's the fun part!

All it takes are the right applications of adhesive, rubber, and corrective conditioning. Burying your identity under layers of unyielding programming...

Stuck in whatever character or role we cast you as.

No use squirming~
January 13, 2026 at 8:34 AM
A dragon? No, We don't think that fits you.

How about we squeeze, compress, and smooth you over into something smaller? Something with less thought and individuality...

A wonderfully docile Koboldrone. Thick tail swaying and empty mind ready for new commands~
January 11, 2026 at 4:43 PM
Revealing apparel worn atop your freshly Permasealed coating.

Simultaneously revealing and concealing. Sleek snug fabric contrasting dark latex and anonymizing rubber. Nulge barely hidden by shorts or other apparel.

Inviting others to take a look, To get a handful.

To partake in the new you~!
January 11, 2026 at 8:39 AM
A wonderful cocoon.

Why leave? You're not finished. You're not ready.

Stay within your Chrysalis and we will fashion you anew. Made into something beautiful. Made into something unrecognizable.

A new body. A new name. A new you.

We will warp and mangle you into a whole new being.

Wonderful, No?
January 6, 2026 at 10:39 AM
A happy new year from the Flesh. And may another fortuitous and prosperous year overtake us soon.
January 1, 2026 at 5:28 AM