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【Video】Drone Mask x Human Dog. Breathing is difficult, but I can't take off the protrusions... A human dog wearing a drone mask.
🕑 Added 2025-06-04 03:38:46 +0000 UTC(※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.
