#Drone

[danielgold-16]

The late afternoon sun hung low over the secluded beach, casting a warm golden glow across the sand and gently rolling waves. It was quiet, the rhythmic sounds of water creating a peaceful sense of privacy. Daniel stepped onto the sand carrying a football, hoping to unwind and enjoy some casual fun before sunset.

Scanning the beach, Daniel’s eyes quickly landed on Ross, who stood nearby, basking confidently in the sunlight. Ross was handsome, athletic, and tan, his posture relaxed yet full of quiet self-assurance. Shirtless and wearing shiny black athletic shorts, Ross's attire gleamed strikingly under the sun's warm rays. Daniel, drawn by an instinctive friendliness, approached and introduced himself. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, marked by smiles and easy laughter, as though they'd known each other for far longer than just a few moments. Feeling comfortable, Daniel suggested a friendly game of catch, and Ross agreed enthusiastically.

The first throws were relaxed, playful exchanges. Each pass and catch seemed to subtly energize Ross, gradually shifting his behavior. He began crouching lower to catch the ball, reacting more swiftly, with a playful pant occasionally slipping from his lips. His eyes brightened with each throw, his expressions becoming more animated, his responses shorter, simpler, more instinctual.

With every toss of the football, Ross’s behavior continued to evolve. He soon began chasing the ball eagerly, even dropping momentarily to all fours, only to quickly stand again with a laugh, unaware of his increasing playfulness. Daniel noticed a subtle but unusual change; the shiny material of Ross’s shorts appeared smoother, more seamless, and began to creep upwards along his sides. Ross himself seemed oblivious, entirely focused on retrieving the ball. Daniel playfully encouraged him, calling out, “Go fetch it!” This encouragement seemed to amplify Ross’s energy, his movements increasingly dog-like, though he seemed unaware of these changes himself.

As the game progressed, the transformation accelerated with remarkable clarity. The rubbery gloss spread meticulously over Ross's toned muscles, encasing his legs and torso completely. It moved like liquid silk, forming an impeccable, smooth, and uninterrupted surface, glossy and reflective beneath the sunlight. Ross’s fingers gradually stiffened, merging together as the rubber enveloped his hands entirely, reshaping them into smooth, rounded paws perfectly suited to fetch but no longer capable of complex tasks. The feeling must have been strange, yet Ross showed no discomfort—his eyes filled only with enthusiasm and playful eagerness.

The change reached his neck, climbing upward with relentless precision. Ross tilted his head back briefly, instinctively allowing the rubber to slide smoothly around his throat. The material began shaping itself into a tight, seamless pup mask, gradually covering his face completely. It formed first around his jaw and mouth, gently forcing his lips together and molding them into a smooth, featureless muzzle. The rubber rose higher, covering his nose and reshaping it into small, canine-like nostrils, allowing him to breathe easily yet subtly reinforcing his new identity.

Ross’s eyes widened momentarily as the glossy rubber covered his forehead and temples, perfectly encasing his features beneath a sleek, polished canine hood. Human expressions melted away beneath this smooth surface, replaced by a simple yet expressive rubber mask adorned with pointed, attentive ears positioned atop his head. His hair disappeared seamlessly beneath the mask, leaving nothing visible of the man he once was, only the perfect, gleaming form of an obedient pup.

Now fully transformed, Ross dropped instinctively onto all fours, bounding energetically after the ball. His movements were fluid and natural, fully canine in grace and exuberance. The mental shift was unmistakable as words faded from his thoughts, replaced by pure instinctual joy. The sounds Ross made were no longer human—excited barks and soft, plaintive whimpers replaced speech entirely.

With every return of the ball, Ross's posture became more submissive, his rubber body eagerly presenting the retrieved object at Daniel's feet, tail wagging enthusiastically behind him. Recognizing the transformation was complete, Daniel tossed the ball one last time. Ross chased after it with unrestrained vigor, returning proudly with the football gripped gently in his sleek muzzle.

As Ross approached, a glossy black collar began forming around his neck, materializing as though conjured by his submission. It tightened comfortably, settling snugly into place with a clear, definitive click. A gleaming metal tag dangled from it, etched with the name "Pup Ross." As the collar locked, a final mental shift solidified—Ross’s human thoughts vanished entirely, replaced by unwavering loyalty, joyful obedience, and the simple, unconditional happiness of a playful pup.

Pup Ross knelt obediently in the sand, his rubber-coated body completely still except for the eager wagging of his tail, patiently awaiting Daniel's approval. Daniel smiled gently, kneeling beside him and reaching out to softly stroke the side of the smooth rubber hood, feeling the warmth radiating beneath his touch.

“Good boy,” he whispered warmly.

Pup Ross leaned blissfully into Daniel’s hand, his sleek rubber body perfectly obedient beneath the fading golden sunlight, the gentle sound of waves continuing to lap softly at the peaceful shore.

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Text by @ross-gold-79

Visuals by @danielgold-16

[karlrincon]

Happy New Year 2024 from Korea.

Year of the 🐲🐉!

[kropotkindersurprise]

August 5, 2024 - Palestine Action used a repurposed prison van to crash through the fences and the gates at the heavily-secured Bristol-based research, development and manufacturing hub for Israel's biggest arms producer, Elbit Systems, where they smashed hundreds of thousands of pounds worh of equipment and merchandise.

In this video you can see activists directly smashing high-tech quadcopters that the Israelis have used over and over to gun down innocent people gathering in hospitals or around humanitarian aid shipments. Israel has slaughtered hundreds of people in this way, a naked, unashamed war crime that kind of disappears among all the other war crimes that Israel commits daily, supported by their unconditional american friends Biden and Harris. [video]

[ecoharbor]

📍Iceland 🇮🇸

[4gifs]

Robot dog vs. Drone

[yoan-le-grall]

[test123aee]

Make Tessa with style @Seraphont !!! And Also My own i guess thoo✨🙌

# Murder drones

[shadefish]

PSYCHO-IDOL

PSYCHODRIVER RPG Hatsune Miku :>

[nyancrimew]

BORN TO DRONE KEYS ARE A FUCK 音楽専攻 Kill Em All 2025 I am noise girl 410,757,864,530 DEAD JACOB COLLIER

[danielgold-16]

A rose by any other name...

Under the Gold and black gazebo, PDU-016 was standing, patiently waiting for the right candidate. A black rubber rose was in his hand, Drona Rosa, latest fruit of the R&D department.

The rose was meant to be a forever rose, perfect at all time, a true symbol of the Hive's perfection. But rumours had spread about men whose mind had been wiped, who had become obedient and constantly horny after scratching themselves with the thorns of the Drona Rosa. PDU-016 had to find out. And finally, the candidate had arrived. The drone took him to the lab and asked him to remove his shirt, before placing the rose on his chiselled torso.

A thorn accidentaly scratched his nipple...

At first nothing happened, a few drops of blood appearing at the scratch, but then...

The rose grew. It started spreading, tendrils of rubber slithering on the naked torso.

It seems the rumours were true.

PDU-016 grinned.

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Ready to catch the rose? All you need to do is contact our recruiters: @brodygold, @goldenherc9 or @polo-drone-001.

[palestinegenocide]

Gaza’s civil defence agency says 12 people have been killed by Israeli drone strikes on a group of Palestinians waiting to receive desperately needed humanitarian relief in the besieged north.

⁠“Civil defence teams retrieved 12 martyrs and several injured individuals after Israeli drone strikes targeted a group of citizens and a vehicle waiting for aid,” agency spokesperson Mahmud Bassal said

[pangeen]

" Explore the North " // © Ronald Söthje

Music: © Kyle Preston - Ancient Fathers

[ecoharbor]

📍Faroe Islands 🇫🇴, Denmark 🇩🇰

[sarahcaitlyn]

It put on the collar, and instantly forgot what it name was.

Within one minute, it knew its proper place in the world.

Within five minutes, it hazily felt unneccesary memories slipping away, fingers instinctively traveling down to its pussyhole.

Within half an hour, it no longer recognized the room it was in, but its orgasms left it unable to think of why that felt wrong.

Within an hour, it had called in sick for work -- Why does it have a job?, it thought to itself, but the revelation left just as quickly as it arrived - work wasnt important anymore - It started to threw all of its boring clothing into an increasingly chaotic pile outside its doorway.

Within two hours, it felt the ramrod-straight dick of its Master plunge cum into its pussyhole, marking it forever as a Cumdump Drone. It layed face-down the floor, knowing its future was secured. 

It no longer cared at all. About itself, about its life, about anything.

Because when you're a Drone, you simply follow & obey.