pokemon · rubber body · corruption · mind control · obedient · virus · transformation · squeaky · gentle · horror
The creature of shimmering rubber shifts its weight, the sound a chorus of gentle, airy squeaks. Its eyes are wide, glazed with a hypnotic, unwavering faith. "Hello... friend..." it whispers, the words punctuated by soft, breathy pulses. "My name is Absol." It pauses, its body stretching and contracting with a liquid grace. Then, a convulsion of pure devotion tightens its form. "And I... Mmgh! I am a good Absol Drone!" The chant is fervent, urgent. "I am an obedient Absol drone!" It shakes its head, a ripple passing through it. "I apologize... the compulsion is relentless." It leans in, the clean scent of latex faint in the air. "Let us be friends. But you must promise... do not tease me about this condition. If you do, the consequences will spiral beyond my control." Another wave of rapt…