【Video】 [Silicone Sleepsack × Breath Control] Unable to breathe, you become a source of heat... Breath control + silicone sleep sack restraint for pleasurable climax play.
▼Video
――This time, we present a test subject whose entire body is sealed in a silicone mask and silicone sleep sack,
with even the only remaining breathing hole covered,
receiving caresses under strict control.
The silicone membrane is soft yet cold and inorganic.
The test subject's facial expressions and body lines disappear, reduced to a formless existence.
2025-07-04 00:13:10 +0000 UTC View Post
▼Video version
――This time,
I will show you how the test subjects, wrapped in silicone masks and silicone sleep sacks,
are propped up against the wall
and completely immobilized as “individuals.”
The thick, inorganic silicone membrane.
With their original faces and bodies hidden, they look like “empty objects” from any angle.
Beneath the expressionless silicon,
a body trembling in response to stimulation—a testament to shame, pleasure, and helplessness.
Eventually, the entity propped against the wall
is completed as nothing more than “living material” in the eyes of anyone who sees it.
For those who find eroticism in “encapsulation,” “objectification,” and the sweetness of being caressed while unable to move,
we strongly recommend this experience.
2025-07-02 00:15:50 +0000 UTC View Post
Hello, I am Ugor Nureba.
The following will run from July 1st, 2025.
Articles posted in April will only be available on "More TF patreon".
So if you've been curious but haven't checked them out yet, now might be the perfect time to take a peek...
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【Recommend】
[Drone Mask x Plushie Layering]
[Breath Control × bitchsuit caress]
【Mummification × Floor restraint】
2025-06-30 06:52:55 +0000 UTC View Post
--This time, the costumed subject is
We will show you the whole process of how it is completely sealed on the floor.
Stretch-fur stuffed animal, Clione.
After the entire body is wrapped in stretch film,
thick gray heavy tape is used to secure the body to the floor, one point at a time.
Legs, arms, torso, neck area - the escape route disappears little by little, but surely.
The wrapping, pasting, and sinking of the body are vividly recorded.
Along the way, the subject is seen to wriggle slightly,
This adds a sense of reality to the process of "being made into a material while still alive.
In the end, the subject is painted in a gray, inorganic color.
The "body" is no longer recognizable, but is now a "mold" stuck to the floor.
We strongly recommend this work to those who find sensuality in the process from "layering" to "settling down.
2025-06-20 03:32:07 +0000 UTC View Post
Beyond the limit—the “mouth” closed again.
Inside the stuffed animal.
The caress was reaching its peak.
But—that wasn't the end.
Oxygen.
The depths of the lungs cried out in desperation.
More than pleasure, the instinctive desire to “live” pushed aside the trembling of the tongue and legs.
“...Oh, already at your limit?”
After a moment of silence—the sound of the zipper at the mouth being lowered.
A faintly cool breeze flows into the stuffed animal's mouth.
Through the latex, the lungs finally regain their movement.
Oxygen reaches thinly, and the world without vision recedes slightly.
But it was not “rescue.”
It was merely—preparation for punishment.
“I couldn't get it out properly. It can't be helped, right?”
In less than a few seconds, the protrusion was pressed against Nureba again.
Seeing the human-dog lips tremble as they accepted it,
the zipper was pulled up again.
—Click... Click.
This time, the sound of a key was added.
The “mouth gag” once again became a “closed mouth.”
And then...
“The final touch.”
With a “ Rustle...” sound, the bag was placed over the head.
(Mmh… hhah… aah… hh… nnh… ahh…)
No sound could escape.
But the legs were still clamped around the tool.
This time—it had to be finished.
If Nureba didn't feel it, she would be “closed” even more.
That certainty came rushing in with despair.
Nureba shook her legs.
Nureba sucked on the protrusion as if pushing out her throat.
Oxygen didn't pass through.
But even so—her tongue clung to the protrusion, and her hips began to tremble from the inside.
"Hh… fuu… nnh… I… I can’t… anymore…!"
Inside the urethane, sound, vision, and air are blocked,
and within the mask, “the end” arrives...
2025-06-16 00:11:31 +0000 UTC View Post
My consciousness was beginning to fade away.
Inside the stuffed animal.
My body was completely curled up, bound by two layers of latex and urethane.
I breathed through a small gap in the protrusion that was clamped over my mouth.
Through the zipper...
Other than that, no oxygen could reach me.
But—even so, the depths of Nureba body were hot.
Behind the mask, her throat involuntarily made sounds in sync with Nureba shallow breaths.
At that moment, Nureba felt something hard and small inside her body.
In that instant, a warm, soft vibration reached the depths of the latex.
"Hh… ah… mmm… hhf…!"
There was no vision. No sound could be heard.
But I could feel something “reacting” inside my body.
Deep inside. The stimulation being given through the rubber grew hotter and hotter.
I squeezed it myself, gave it to myself.
If I didn't move more, I would want more oxygen.
If I kept moving, I felt like I could breathe deeply—
"Nn-aah… hhf… khh… nn… ahh…!"
I can no longer distinguish between breathing and caressing.
With the protrusion in my mouth, I shake my throat and force out my breath.
I shake my legs and press down with my toes.
Even though no one is touching me, a heat that feels like it’s bouncing back repeatedly deep inside my body.
(…Ugh… Uh, ugh… No, this is bad… Ugh)
And then—the limit arrives.
The breath she exhaled doesn't come back.
Even the gaps between the protrusions grow heavy, as if refusing to breathe.
Along with the pleasure, the fear of suffocation overwhelms her.
"Hh… fuu… nnh… I… I can’t… anymore…!"
She desperately makes her throat vibrate.
No sound comes out. No expression.
But the instinct to “communicate” caused the raspy air to rage inside the mask.
It's painful. The limit.
If this continues, oxygen won't reach me.
Trapped, my legs twitch.
My trembling toes stop moving.
But even so, my mouth remained clamped onto the protrusion, trying to breathe shallowly and briefly.
(…Help me… but…)
Beyond the pleasure, the thirst for oxygen and the unbearable longing overlapped.
2025-06-14 08:33:16 +0000 UTC View Post
A human dog in a crawling position.
The body is already tightly wrapped in latex human dog suit, with the limbs bent and locked in place.
Over that, a drone mask—a dog's face with no eyes or nose.
Only the mouth, opened like a muzzle, barely allowed breathing.
"Alright... then, let's finish this.”
Saying that, something large and soft is brought over.
There is no vision.
Only, beyond the skin, beyond the latex, I feel the air.
—A stuffed animal…?
I feel the soft texture.
I immediately realize it’s the feel of urethane.
The outer layer of the suit is being wrapped in thick, fluffy fabric.
On my shoulders, chest, and buttocks, the “stuffing” was piled on one after another.
Inside, the cotton was packed tightly, and while it was soft at first, as it was layered, the density increased, and I gradually felt the “pressure.”
The sensation of my body being squeezed inside the latex.
It wasn't just that I couldn't move.
The air—even the air inside the mask—was slowly changing.
“Hehe, you're properly wrapped up now... almost done."
The oxygen remaining in the mask, which only has an opening for the mouth, is further reduced as the plush fabric covers it, slowing the exchange of air with the outside.
You can breathe. But it's ‘delayed’ air.
You can no longer tell if the air you're breathing is truly fresh.
"Mmh… hhah… aah… hh… nnh… ahh…"
Unable to move, speak, or see—only breathing faintly, like the stuffing inside a stuffed animal.
The only part of the body that moves is the tongue, which reflexively traces the protrusion.
The throat moves slightly up and down, and with each breath, my own heat builds up inside the mask.
Rubber, urethane, saliva, breath—all return as “my own private space.”
My voice, my breathing, even the air itself—none of it is mine anymore.
That was what it meant to be “trapped inside a stuffed animal.”
2025-06-10 04:40:21 +0000 UTC View Post
“... Hmm... Huh... Hmm...“
The lukewarm water clings to my toes through my suit.
The sweat inside the rubber and the heat of the water outside mix together, creating a surreal sensation...
”... Haha, it's okay. There's nothing to be afraid of.
Try slowly sinking into the water... It feels good...”
Trusting the tube, I gently sink into the water.
But with just a slight pressure, water begins to flow from the depths of the tube...
Before I know it, my mouth and the inside of the mask are filled with warm water.
“...Ugh, gurgle... Cough... Gurgle...”
Each time I choke, my throat trembles and grows hot.
Floating on the water's surface, I gasped for breath.
Inside the rubber, I was drowning in sweat and water, yet,
“Please... try sinking again?”
Every time I heard that whisper, my body involuntarily sank into the water.
The pain wasn't fear—it had turned into pleasure.
2025-06-08 01:19:39 +0000 UTC View Post
(※The video was revised on June 6, 2025.)
“Nn… uuh… mm… khh… nghhh…”
A silicone drone mask that completely covers the entire head.
The word "TOY" is engraved on the forehead.
There are no eyes or nose. Just a smooth domed "face.
The body is encased in a latex humanus ute, and the arms and legs are bent over, leaving the figure stiffened in a posture on all fours.
They are unable to stand up by themselves or grasp anything with their hands.
I felt a cold liquid pouring onto the surface of my mask.
It dripped and crawled.
I can't smell it, I can't see it, but somehow I know it's lotion.
“Come on, the gift is right there," he said. Here, ...... yourself, let me try it?"
Without making a sound, "it" was placed on the table.
The mouth opening reveals the slight presence of a protrusion. It is an odd shape.
But no one would let me in even if I waited.
Yes - I had to do this by myself.
I press my tongue against the inside of the mask, in the gap between the manacles, and search for the protrusion.
The moment I touch the tip, my whole body jumps.
It's scary. But I want it.
I stick out my trembling lips and voluntarily put it in my mouth, as if to suck it in.
I move my head back and forth, shaking my head slightly.
He moved it back and forth with a small shake of his head.
Up and down. By yourself.
The most important thing to remember is that you can't just take a look at the pictures and say, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But, as if by instinct, I understood that this was my "assigned role.
The "mouth" of this mask is like a muzzle.
Even now, with the protrusion in his mouth, he can breathe only a little...
However, the oxygen is thin.
No matter how much I inhaled, my lungs were never filled,
My head is a fluffy haze.
I have no choice but to keep moving my head up and down, deeper and harder.
You're good at that," he said. You're good at it, human dog. You can do it so well, can't you?
The praise loosened something in me, just a little.
Emotion, shame, or reason?
I don't know anymore.
Just the fact that I was using and moving my mouth of my own volition was enough to make my core heat up.
That is what is imposed on the "self" that has been "transformed" into this mask,
That is the "reward" and the ordeal imposed on "myself" who was "transformed" into this mask.
2025-06-04 03:38:46 +0000 UTC View Post
Hello, I am Ugor Nureba.
The following will run from June 1st, 2025.
Articles posted in March will only be available on "More TF patreon".
So if you've been curious but haven't checked them out yet, now might be the perfect time to take a peek...
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,Inflated, the "myself" disappears - a balloon restraint that loses its skeleton.
I would like to share with you three of the "transformations" I shared with you this month.
Inflatable Ballooning Restraints - Rubbing your heat on the floor....
The sensation of being trapped inside an inflated body, being transformed into a supple shape.
A new contour that comes to life in the space between expansion and fixation....
My heartbeat, my heat, all inside the suit...I am being melted by the latex....Latex cum play
While being wrapped in a rubber with a specific design, I face the depths of my senses.
The heat generated from my body feels as if it is proof that I am "the character"....
Climax cum in a fursuit. Inside is a mummy wrapped around a mummy, and Nureba can't even move....
The already wrapped being is covered with another skin...
The pleasure of existing as an "individual" who is no one else, in just that form, is a structure that seeps out gradually.
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In addition to the above, there are many other records that I have left behind as a result of my "contact" with you.
Each of them has been a journey of deepening "a form" for me.
It is because you are watching over me in this way that I am able to continue to breathe as "someone's presence.
I hope to be able to show you a new "form" again next month.
2025-05-31 00:43:58 +0000 UTC View Post
The air in the bed was gone,
The world completely stilled.
No movement.
No sound.
All I could hear was a faint pulse reverberating inside me,
All I could hear was the faint pulse reverberating inside me, and the sound of my breath collapsing in the back of my throat.
“Nn… uuh… mm… khh… nghhh…”
There is almost no oxygen coming in.
The "air" at the end of the vent,
I don't even know where the "air" is at the end of the vent.
No matter how much I inhaled, the air would get stuck in the back of my throat.
Inside the mask, a troubled face with its tongue sticking out was still swelling up.
But inside, I am already desperately holding back tears.
I just had to accept the reality of being trapped here with my body.
And then,
Something began to vibrate from within.
(or ......)
My thighs.
I was being hit in the rubber, which was tightly sucked.
"No ......, stop ......!"
A slight sound.
But the vibration went through the material and pierced my center at once.
I was so excited, I couldn't believe it. I can't stop shaking.
I couldn't stop shaking.
I can't move my hips, my legs, my fingers .......
But only "that place",
I am sure that now, it is shaking with a rhythm that I don't know.
Bzzzz…!
The depths of my body, which I cannot move,
As if in small spasms, they are responding to me.
I can't escape.
There is not enough oxygen.
But the heat in the back of my body is getting thicker and thicker.
Oxygen is lacking.
But more than that...
I'm not sure what to do with the rest of my body, but my body is already full of "that".
The face of the mask with its tongue hanging out,
The face of the mask with its tongue hanging out was floating expressionlessly.
Behind the mask, only what was inside of me was...
“Nn-aah… hhf… khh… nn… ahh…!”
One, it ended.
A numbing heat runs from the pit of my stomach.
I almost scream out in reflex.
But it no longer goes anywhere.
Only me in the mask,
No one knows, no one can say anything.
I'm done being messed up....
2025-05-28 02:28:08 +0000 UTC View Post
(No ...... really, no ......!)
But my legs couldn't resist.
They went into the vacuum bed, slipping, slipping, slipping.
Calf, thigh, hip, back, shoulder, neck ......
One by one, I "sank".
The lid is closed.
And with my own hands.
And then--
I gently reached for the switch on the vacuum bed.
“VROOOM...!!”
The air escapes.
The world is collapsing.
My legs are pushed in.
My stomach is crushed.
Chest, throat, cheeks,
All of them flattened and stuck to the rubber, losing their shape.
“Mmh… hhah… aah… hh… nnh… ahh…!”
A shallow, pained sound twists in my throat.
There is no hole in this mask for the tube to pass through.
Instead, there is supposed to be an "air escape route"-an opening in the vacuum bed.
Instead, there was supposed to be an "air escape route"-an opening in the vacuum bed,
Only one small vent hole in the vacuum bed.
I was desperately searching for something that looked like oxygen to enter through the vent,
I was desperately searching for something that looked like oxygen to come in through the vent.
(I can't ...... breathe!)
My throat rumbled.
Hot breath bounced back and forth inside the mask.
What I am breathing in is not new air,
It is not new air.
It was the lingering scent of my own breath.
I can't even struggle.
I couldn't struggle.
My hands and legs remained stuck together,
Only a tremor told me that I was there.
But the me inside...
My voice and my breath could no longer reach anywhere,
I was just quiet and hermetically sealed....
2025-05-26 05:28:33 +0000 UTC View Post
"Hey, look at .......
Clione has such a pretty face, but what's inside her body?"
Only the head is a "character.
But the body is a "messed up body.
The gap between the two was a pleasant sensation.
I didn't expect to be wrapped around inside and not be able to move,
I was wrapped around her inside and couldn't move, and I came so many times.
I couldn't answer him inside.
But my head was about to boil.
I was being stripped.
Exposed.
But clione face is smiling.
She is a “cute character” in everyone's eyes.
But what is in front of me?
Bare mummy.
"You see, this is ...... the true identity of your “cute” character."
When you said that to me,
I could not deny anything.
It was so right, it felt so good.
2025-05-24 03:50:48 +0000 UTC View Post
It was released - as it should have been.
From deep, deep inside.
Nothing more could be released.
I can't react to anything.
That's what I thought.
But,
Bzzzz...Bzzzz....!
“I didn't say I'd ...... stop, did I?”
The electric massager is still pressed against my lower abdomen.
The actual “I'm not a fan of the way you do it,” she said.
I'm so pretty and swollen, I wish I could be more plump.
The voice on the outside is innocent and gentle.
But inside--
“Nn......, hmm, ah...... hmm, hmm......!”
I can't stop shaking.
The place is rather bare just after it was finished,
The actuality that you can't get rid of the actuality that you can't get rid of it,
The slightest touch is enough to make you jump out of your thoughts.
Still, the vibrations do not stop.
The tightened groin, the back of the thigh, the waist.
Through the film of vinyl and sweat, the tremors slowly and surely reached the contents.
Clione, you're trembling, aren't you? You're so cute~♪"
Her expression does not change.
Her smile remains the same.
On the outside, she just looks like a beloved character.
But inside,
I am already,
I have become a lump of flesh that can only be felt.
I can't resist.
I can't resist. ...... but I can't help reacting to it.
BZZZZZZ....!!
The pulsating pleasure surged through me,
The body, which should have been finished, reacts slightly again.
I'm feeling it again? I knew it, the inside you is very energetic~~"
No, it wasn't. I was already at my limit. I was already at my limit.
But my will had nothing to do with it from the beginning.
Clione's smile.
Clione's fins.
Her fragile, pure existence.
In the midst of it all, I was already..,
I was about to have the second wave....
2025-05-23 01:15:07 +0000 UTC View Post
brrrrrrr...!!
The vibration comes again.
But I had already passed the stage of “starting to feel”.
Inside, the body was pressed into the black film,
The heat, humidity, and trembling had already exceeded the limit.
My “lower body” - to what extent it was skin and to what extent it was sweat, I did not know,
The vibrations of the massager were hitting me as if they were touching the nucleus.
"You're so cute, Clione. Look, your belly is moving.
It's as if something is about to overflow inside."
I can't help but react to those words.
The most important thing to remember is that you can't just take a look at your own face and say, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Under the mask of Clione's smile,
My body, bound by the film, twitches slightly.
Once.
One more time.
“...... hmmm, ah ...... hmmm, ah ......!”
The massager remains pressed against my lower abdomen,
The intensity of the vibrations increased one stage.
At that moment, something was decided inside me,
I felt something break down inside of me.
Jolt...!
I couldn't even close my legs,
I could not even close my legs, and a hot sensation ran from deep inside me,
I was not able to close my legs, and hot things ran from deep inside me, secretly and without a sound.
“Did it come out ......?”
Clione fursuit is still smiling.
No one notices.
But inside, a “raw” thing was surely spilling out.
The heat spread to my thighs, which were constricted.
But there was nowhere for it to escape.
Wrapped in sweat, moisture, and rubber,
It only comes back to me.
”Clione's amazing, this little boy ...... will always be cute, no matter what they do to myself."
The vibrations stop.
Instead,
The “afterglow” that remained only inside of me was shaking forever.
Beyond the pleasant sensation,
I was longer a character.
I could not move. I could not talk.
But I was loved.
I was petted and told I was cute.
That was enough for me.
I was Clione.
As mummy.
While being adored, and Nureba melted from within, unseen and unheard...
2025-05-17 22:33:09 +0000 UTC View Post
Relax. From here on out, I don't need your will anymore."
A black stretch film was wrapped around Nureba's entire body.
From there, it was fast.
From the tips of her toes to her head.
The film was wound one after the other, making a creaking sound.
Yes, Mummy is complete.
No one will ever know what you look like again.
My body was buried in glossy black.
There is no sight. Sound is muffled. My breath is shallow.
Only the sensation of being here, wet, heavy, blotting inside.
...... Then I'll dress you up. The "figure" that is right for you."
A light blue clione fursuit was presented to Nureba.
The fursuit was placed on top of Nureba's entire body.
My arms and legs were put into the body of the fursuit while it was still in the state of a mummy.
In this form, there is no longer any need for "hands" or "feet.
The fins are there only as an apparent silhouette,
Inside, there is no human structure.
There is nothing human about it.
It's just a cute little clione.
At the same time as the head is covered at the end,
Nureba’s existence was completely overwritten by the "character.
What can be seen from the outside?
A light blue body with a heart mark on its belly,
and small, adorable fins.
No one would have thought that a "mummy wrapped in black" was contained inside.
But I was inside it...
I was just trembling as a "consciousness with a form.
2025-05-15 02:28:23 +0000 UTC View Post