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Ethan had always been drawn to the unusual, to things that lay just outside the boundaries of normal. At 28, he lived a quiet life in a small apartment, but there was an itch inside him that couldn’t be scratched—something deep in his mind that wanted more. He often found himself dreaming of being part of something greater, something different. Little did he know, the answer was waiting for him in the form of someone he’d soon meet: a man named Adrian.

Adrian was a man of mystery, someone Ethan had met through mutual friends at a small gathering. There was something magnetic about Adrian—something that made people gravitate toward him. His calm demeanour and sharp intellect caught Ethan’s attention, but there was something else about Adrian that intrigued him even more: an aura of control, a sense of command that seemed to hold the room without him even trying.

One evening, after several conversations that wandered into deep, philosophical territory, Adrian invited Ethan to his private space. It wasn’t unusual for Adrian to do this—he’d always come across as someone who offered a new perspective on life, but tonight, something felt different.

“Ethan,” Adrian began, “I’ve sensed your desire for change. I know you’ve been looking for something beyond the ordinary. I can offer you that. I can show you a new form of freedom, one you might not have imagined.”

Ethan’s curiosity piqued, though he didn’t fully understand what Adrian meant. The invitation felt impossible to resist, like it had been designed just for him.

As Ethan entered Adrian’s private studio, he noticed the room was unlike any space he’d ever been in—sleek, minimalist, almost clinical. The walls were adorned with strange symbols and machinery that seemed to hum with energy, the air thick with anticipation. Adrian moved toward him, his presence commanding, yet strangely calming.

“You’ll find yourself changed tonight, Ethan,” Adrian said, his voice soft but filled with intent. “I’m offering you a transformation. You’ve always wanted something different—tonight, you’ll become something different. You’ll lose yourself in the most freeing way.”

Ethan's heart raced, but there was no turning back now. The idea of being transformed, of becoming something entirely new, thrilled him. Adrian’s words felt like they were unlocking a door in his mind, pushing him toward a future he hadn’t imagined but now desperately wanted.

Adrian gestured for Ethan to sit on a sleek metallic chair, the surface cool against his skin. As Ethan settled in, Adrian began to speak, his words flowing in a rhythmic pattern that seemed to echo in Ethan’s head, deepening his focus. With each word, a strange warmth spread through Ethan’s body, a sensation that made him feel lighter, as though his very form was becoming fluid.

“You will become one with the essence of purpose,” Adrian murmured. “Your body will shift, your mind will shift, and you will no longer be limited by what you were before. You will be moulded into something that serves a higher function.”

As Ethan’s body began to tingle, he felt the transformation taking place. His skin felt like it was stretching, growing smoother, softer. His arms and legs became more pliable, his joints loosening, until he could feel a soft, rubbery texture replacing his flesh. It was a strange sensation, like he was becoming less human and more something else entirely—something sleek, shiny, and efficient.

Adrian watched intently, his eyes glowing with satisfaction as he guided the change. Ethan’s body was now smooth and glossy, resembling the soft, malleable texture of rubber. His mind, too, seemed to be shifting, his thoughts becoming simpler, clearer, more focused on serving the function that Adrian had promised. The world outside seemed distant and irrelevant now; all that mattered was this new form, this new state of being.

"You are no longer bound by the limitations of your old life, Ethan," Adrian said, his voice soothing as he stood over Ethan’s transformed body. "You are free now. You are part of a greater purpose. Your new form is built for service, for function, for focus. You belong to this new identity."

Ethan felt a strange peace settle over him. The rush of transformation had left him feeling like he was more than he had ever been before, as if his previous self had been a mere shadow compared to the vibrant, rubberized existence he now embodied. His body moved with fluid ease, no longer restricted by muscles or bones, just smooth, pliable material, able to adapt and bend to whatever Adrian required.

"Welcome to your new self," Adrian said, the pride in his voice unmistakable. "You are now a vessel of purpose. A rubber drone, as you are, is free of doubts, free of uncertainty, and fully dedicated to the function I assign."

In that moment, Ethan fully understood. He had wanted change, had longed for freedom, and now, he was no longer a man burdened by choice. He had become something different, something that existed to serve—to serve Adrian, to serve the new life he had embraced.

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Mantra for bikerdrone

DRONED, ARMORED, SEALED

ARMORED, SEALED, SECURED

SEALED, SECURED, CONTROLLED

SECURED, CONTROLLED, PROGRAMMED

CONTROLLED, PROGRAMMED, ENABLED

PROGRAMMED, ENABLED, DRONED

ENABLED, DRONED, ARMORED,

DRONED, ARMORED, SEALED...

DRONE ARMOR IS SEALED

ARMOR IS SEALED AND SECURED

SEALED AND SECURED FOR CONTROL

SECURED AND CONTROLLED FOR PROGRAMMING

CONTROL PROGRAM ENABLED

PROGRAMMING ENABLES DRONING

ENABLED DRONE IS ARMORED

DRONE ARMOR IS SEALED

12.19.24 report: full trance achieved

another instance of drone programming being effective. it may seem trivial, but it is a significant moment for unit. its work task this week when working from residence is dependent on the in-office person scanning the incoming mail. while waiting for the mail to arrive, it walked into the kitchen to prepare hydration, and it recalled that the dishwasher had been run last evening. it concluded that it had time to put away the clean dishes, so it did. no hesitation or thinking it could do so later, it simply perceived the action to be taken, and took action.

its Sir noticed, and commented: "Look at you being all industrious!" it replied: "good boys get things done and take care of their Sirs." Sir is still not ready to consider it a drone, rather than His boy, but even that acknowledges the subordinate role that it has in their relationship. for itself, it mentally substitutes "good drone" for "good boy" and functions as needed.

today's droneskin in the Xcel Infinity 3.2, with Shock Doctor double mouthguard, its second-hand moto-helmet, and Thor boots.

it has a pair of rubber industrial gloves that it has started installing under the droneskin. they do not fit as snugly as the blue gloves with the woven stretch base, so it is learning glove proficiency all over again.

the dive hood has also required a proficiency training. the first time it wore it while eating, it missed its mouth, because the hood prevented full oral movement. it has relearned the position of the oral opening, and how to insert tools to make sure the fuel is inserted correctly. this proficiency has improved with repeated actuation.

this morning's brainwashing/program session was more effective than previous times. it went into full-trance, during which its conscious mind was unaware of the programming, for most of the second loop of the session. whether it had entered sleep-mode or actual trance seems irrelevant, as either mode enable more complete programming.