Derek Kingsfield Derek recondition abduction (jock studio - edited)
Added 2025-04-19 05:00:09 +0000 UTCAfter disabling his arms to slip past security, he was captured before he could react. Restrained. Stripped. Wide awake.
He was strapped down as the cranial device was bolted into place. A segment of his skull was carved out—revealing the raw, pulsing meat of his brain.
Then came the tube.
It slithered down from the ceiling like something alive, its surface slick with mucus and twitching faintly. With a wet click, it latched onto the exposed brain matter.
Then the thrusting began.
Schlop. Schlunk. Schlop.
Every push sent a surge of thick, glowing fluid directly into his cortex. The sound was obscene—organic and mechanical at once. His vision spasmed. Muscles seized. His thoughts scattered, scrambled like eggs on a hot pan.
He screamed. Then gasped. Then… sighed.
The pulses grew stronger. Rhythmic. Addictive. Each thrust rewrote something—memories blurred, identity corroded. It didn’t just force obedience—it made him crave it.
His eyes rolled back, lips twitching as he mumbled fragments of commands he hadn’t been taught yet. Drool ran down his cheek. The restraints were still tight, but they didn’t need to be.
Soon, Derek wasn’t resisting.
He was leaning into the rhythm.
And when the tube finally withdrew with a sickening pop, it left behind something new. Something quiet. A drone ready to obey commands and soon available for his first command.
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