Rubberized by PonyB0t
This latex sex-doll transformation story by PonyB0t follows Evan, a chemical-lab researcher who was tasked with bringing something over to the other wing A. That wing had a bit of a reputation for working on doll technology, as well as producing high-quality sex-dolls. Evan was requested over there, as they had some broken machine, which needed special repair. Once Evan arrives there, he finds quite a relaxed lab-worker, handling everything not as careful as one should, and when Evan asks him to bring him something, the other instead throws it in his direction. But instead of catching the small vial he requested, Evan slips and falls directly into a huge vat containing special liquid rubber used for the production of those sex-dolls. Waking up later in a medical room, Evan finds his once muscular and fit body, completely transformed into a short, thin, squeaky rubber doll, with only his head keeping some kind of human resemblance. With the label BOYTOY written on his back, Evan realizes he was now a living rubber creature, completely made to be used as a sex-toy, and has to come to terms with living like this for his life.
I'm usually not really into fiction where a male character is turned into something or gets dominated, but some stories have their flair, like this one. Especially certain elements in the middle of all, with the transformed Evan and his new doll-companion, really gets me going. Sadly, the story seemed to have gone further than these three chapters, but nothing has been updated since 2019.
I was on top of the world. This week had been a series of firsts for me. My first apartment in the city, my first job at a real laboratory, and my first scientific breakthrough—in said lab. Walking in the front doors of the facility, I must have been beaming with excitement. The security guard behind the desk gave me a friendly nod on my way by, before returning to his morning paper and coffee.
The lab—owned by the SurrealTech company—was a state of the art facility that specialized in all sorts of high end technologies, from public works projects, to materials research, to luxury... ahem... adult toys. I worked in one of the materials labs.
My name is Evan by the way. I recently graduated with a masters in chemical engineering, which is how I got this job. I wrote a joint thesis on molecular replacement, and after our class proved our theory in the lab, we were all offered jobs on the spot. So I had reason to be excited.
I waved my passcard in front of the scanner—which blinked from red to green. The door to my lab slid open. One of my colleagues—Erika—was already busy with something under the microscope.
“You’re late,” she said without looking up.
“Hardly,” I replied, “besides, we both work late enough to make up for it.”
“Early birds rule the world,” she said with a humorous tone, still engrossed in her work.
I walked over to the lockers and began to undress—it wasn’t too uncommon to shed modesty in the labs, as many of the tasks required changing into the proper safety gear. As I got down to my boxers, Erika spoke up.
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| Reading time | 1 hour, 13 minutes |
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