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Suddenly, the mask seemed to lurch entirely under its own power, covering and changing his rubber-coated hazard suit to match its shiny black material. He struggled, holding it back from himself as suddenly colors started to flash inside of it, strange patterns and squares, words, things that burned into his retinas and brain the moment they were viewed. Hairon's arms shook a little, finding it harder to keep it away more because his arms were starting to move under their own power!

The dog reached down towards his radio, knowing that he wouldn't be able to get this stuff off on his own. Without both of his arms, his hand would turn the mask towards him and let it splat against him with a wet squelch. It was a cool and smooth liquid-like latex, he would've cried out in surprise if he wasn't terrified of getting it inside himself. By the time he had grabbed his radio, the black latex had spread along his arms and splattered into his chest slightly.

Suddenly his right fingers flexed out, and in turn he dropped the radio down to the floor. A curse under his breathing mask, which was quickly being dissolved and overtaken by the masks seemingly endless latex. That was when he couldn't stop himself from crying out, the boy's mouth quickly being filled up and muffling any noises with the mostly tasteless latex. It flowed into his throat without any real ability to even do anything about it, feeling it slide over his face and morph to his proportions. The mask itself had melted and reformed slowly across his face, while his arms stopped listening to him completely.

His chest slowly ballooned outwards from a pile-up of liquid latex, forming to smooth, featureless orbs that took the place of breasts over his chest. Something like a moan would have been heard if he wasn't almost choking on the strange material. Feeling the warmth and rubbery comfort of the suit being quickly and mercillesly replaced by the much more snug, tight latex that felt like it was squeezing him.

As the latex spread down his torso and to his legs, his face was completely subsumed besides his eyes. They stared into the patterns as words overcame the poor boy's thoughts.

OBEY THE PROGRAM

NULL

DELETE USER

There was something like progress percentages in the back of his head, before he lost the real will to notice them anymore. The black, shiny latex coated and changed, hugged and rubbed his body inside and out. It kept going until he was no longer a he, instead he was an 'it'. Instead of being Hairon, it was Drone, and its faceplate lit up a bright cyan blue as the systems started to come fully online.

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