Dave drops to his knees, his hands finding their way down to his cock, and starts to masturbate, not seeing what else to do but ride out the pleasure. The pleasurable humming grows in his ears as he felt the rubber flow down his shoulders, arms, chest, and back.
"relax, obey, and the shift will begin; he is now an IT. IT's not a human being right now; it's a drone, a worker for a large mind." the mask whispered to Dave, whose mind was being lost to the spirals in the face covering and data bombarding him as he focused on getting his hard on going. The rubber starts drying and forming around his body, giving it a buffer look to his shinner rubberized body.
His shoulders Briden as Rubberized muscles start to form around his arms, the nanites finding their way to his nerves to make the rubber muscles feel like his own muscles. Dave bucked as he felt his back begin to pop and crack; he felt like his back was getting more muscular, and his spine was growing. The words "Drone4U: D1V3 form on his chest with a bar code forming just below it before he felt the rubber link up with his nerves. His chest barrel outward with muscles as an eight pack forms in the lower part of his abdomen.
The rubber was forming around his hands, coating his hands and his cock with the same light sandy yellow rubber covering most of his body. as Dave's hands become big, meaty with hardened caps around the fingertips, his cock begins to turn a pinker color. The rubber gathered around his balls to give an expanded swollen look. As his rod started to grow in length and thickness; he felt so close to coming; he had touched some of the seed leaking from his cock as he was stroking it, using it as a lubricant to try hit his climax with his new horse cuck as the shaft finished forming.
"come on, I...It needs release...just a bit more..." he said to himself, feeling at the edge which a word in the bombardment of pleasurable whispers got his attraction.
"null budge forming."
Dave pushed his hands away as his balls jumped over up his shaft; simultaneously, his reddish-pink rod banded unnaturally, folding into the oversized sacks that were his balls. He looked down as best as his prominent horse member formed into a large budge before a padlock icon formed around it.
"D1V3 will cum as requested by the master; it will have time to pleasure itself on its own time," the mask adds as the rubber starts covering the rest of Dave.