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Mirajane Strauss was known to be many things: a model, a powerful wizard, the last person you want to upset under any circumstance, and so on. Will contain any ships involving Sans and Papyrus, any AU too. That also means two Sans and a Papyrus and vice versa. Red and Blue have arrived in Vermillion City, ready to challenge the gym leader, Lt. Surge. No one has been able to get through his barrier all day, leading the army lieutenant to become disillusioned by his challengers. When the two clear the gym without breaking a sweat, he sits up and takes notice, hatching a plan. He kidnaps the two and takes them to the Kanto Power Plant, where he trains them to be his obedient latex clad soldiers. They train for a whole year, each day the hypnosis getting stronger and stronger. When they are finished, they are completely obedient to Lt. Surge, and they carry out his every wish with a smile on their face. They do so not because they are forced to, but because they want to. Now, they serve as an additional test to see who is worthy to face the lieutenant. Series Language: English Words: 124,406 Chapters: 36/? Comments: 354 Kudos: 170 Bookmarks: 30 Hits: 40,230 Rebecca’s mind cried out at the interruption of her pleasure, but she could make no sound. But then sensation flooded her again, as she felt the girl’s finger slip inside her. Then another finger. Soon, she had wedged her whole hand inside Rebecca. Then a second hand. Gripping the sides of Rebecca’s swollen rubber cunt, she began to push her open.
To celebrate the 2-year anniversary of posting my 1st story, I decided to write a sequel to catch up with hardcore masochist Liz after all that time, coincidently taking place on the 2-year anniversary of her imprisonment. If you want to learn how Liz got into this situation, read the 1st story here: In truth, there was one rather large detail about her life that she had managed to keep hidden from the public. Please, what are you doing to me?" she asked frantically. "Who are you? Why am I all tied up?" Fear bubbled through every vein in her body. "Why won’t I need my license anymore?" she whispered, as tears began to stream down her face. "Are you going to kill me?" She felt a sensation to one side. She turned and watched as a beam of light passed through her arm just after the shoulder. They were using a laser to cut her limbs off, she realized. She knew she was supposed to feel something was wrong with this. Samus is sent to a prison research station only to find an experiment gone wrong. Can she resist? Or will she fall to the rubber corruption that has the station under its grasp? Or will she use it to her advantage? Language: English Words: 14,104 Chapters: 4/? Comments: 9 Kudos: 85 Bookmarks: 24 Hits: 10,683
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It was pure torture. She wallowed in despair and misery. It would have turned her on in the past, but not now. What was her mistress doing? Wasn’t Elena here to rescue her? Why weren’t the nurses doing anything? Liz started struggling against her bindings. The idea of freedom being so close to her yet still being denied it made her even more desperate to get out. Her struggles accomplished as much as they did for the past 2 years: nothing. The layers of bondage prevented her from moving even an inch. Liz's EncasementLiz awoke to find herself sitting in a chair, stripped naked. The room she found herself in did not have much furniture. There was only a desk in front of her, another chair beyond that, and to her right, a table. The walls were all painted white, and she couldn’t tell where the door was, or even if the room had any doors. Rebecca strained to understand what Dr. Meeks was telling her. "You mean, I’m all rubber now? I can’t move?"
They came in a geyser of cum, milk, and vaginal juice. Rebecca felt herself utterly emptied out, released. The human part of her surrendered utterly to the rubber, to the thing, to the doll that she had become. The boy collapsed against her, spent. The girl, still half inside her, wriggled in afterglow. Bondage of this caliber was something she always dreamed of in her darkest fantasies. She loved the isolation and the immobility and wanted nothing more but to melt away into the bliss of perfect bondage. But she couldn’t get herself even the slightest bit horny. She was just miserable, stewing in her sweat from the multiple layers of heavy bondage, and constantly wishing for her imprisonment to end. Now, there were a select few who were fortunate, or unfortunate in some cases, enough to know what went on inside the House of Strauss, and this is a story about what they experienced behind the mansion's closed doors. Series She slowly came to. She could barely think of herself as Rebecca now. She could barely think at all. She just felt. Oh, Liz, you look so cute inside that thing,” Elena cooed as she leaned her body forward, pushing her sizable breasts against Liz’s coffin. Liz couldn’t look down, but she imagined what Elena’s impressive cleavage looked like. She imagined that the padding was actually Elena’s body pressing against hers. “It’s been a long time since you last saw me… or anyone else for that matter.”Imagine what it must be like for Liz. Imagine if on the day since you read that story, you were arrested and every day up untill now was spent immobilized and isolated in in heavy bondage. If every experience you had since then was instead replaced by darkness and isolation. All that time wasted as you are trapped, unable to do anything and absolutely miserable. Anthro frog TF, permanent TF, mental changes, egg laying) Language: English Words: 15,213 Chapters: 5/? Comments: 5 Kudos: 63 Bookmarks: 6 Hits: 2,238 Can I help you?" came a voice from behind her. Rebecca turned to see a young salesgirl with blue hair and a dog collar smiling pleasantly at her. Having been sedated only minutes before, she could hardly remember why she was here. She could remember parts of what happened, but not too much. She had been with Elena, in her own personal cell behind her mistress’s office. The police had busted in, waving their guns around. Then they took her. That was all she could remember for now. The Wax Taxidermist makes and leaves politically charged sculptures around the city. They're controversial, rats and pigeons mostly, encased in layer upon layer of wax, painstakingly carved and polished to a glossy sheen. An arsonist takes it upon themselves to put a stop to this so called art once cats begin to make an appearance. It doesn't take long for the Wax Taxidermist to catch on, and bait them into capture, and he intends to make a new sculpture from his petty arsonist. Language: English Words: 4,859 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 9 Kudos: 77 Bookmarks: 5 Hits: 1,902
The man laughed delightedly. "No, my dear, I think you’re wonderful. Besides, I would never do anything so crude. To answer your questions: My name is Doctor Meeks. You won’t need your license anymore because your life is about to change. And you are all tied up because I have begun a series of injections which are already dissolving and reconstructing your body tissue, particularly your skeletal system and epidermis. If I unstrapped you, you would most likely flop to the floor like a jellyfish and probably hurt yourself.She started hearing footsteps that only got louder as time went on and silhouettes began appearing in the doorway. With how used to isolation she was, the sound and light was really disorienting. As her eyes continued adjusting to the brightness, Liz began to recognize one of the silhouettes. Mmmmmhh!” Liz screamed, her eyes filling with horror as she could not even look away from her former mistress. The hallucinations hadn’t been completely auditory either. She would also see shapes in all sorts of colors appear in front of her. Like the voices, they had first been random, but eventually, she started seeing things she recognized and made up stories about them to pass the time. The realization that Elena had disposed of her hit her hard. Her Goddess had rejected her and cast her down into her own personal hell for all eternity. She would be forced to spend the rest of her life in constant misery, unable to enjoy the situation she always dreamed of. There was so much she wanted to say, but gagged and trapped in a soundproof room, she couldn’t say anything. No one would hear her screams or her sobs.
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