Posted Sun Nov 15, 2015 | 81 Words | Tagged story

Once he had been convinced to put on the rubber, as just a dare, the process had already started. The rubber felt tight, comfortable and just right.

He felt his dick fill with something, he couldn’t think much. It just felt nice, peaceful and blissful to have nothing. Then he let it out, pissing everywhere. Pissing out any will of his own, pissing out any fears, anything that was him.

There was nobody left, just a rubber drone ready for usage.