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The lights are hot. The camera clicks. The world is about to see what true seduction looks like. 🖤🔥

Dante leans back on the plush sofa, his black latex suit painted onto his perfect frame, reflecting every soft glow of the room’s golden lighting. His body is a masterpiece, muscles defined, skin beneath the tight rubber warmed by the heat of the moment. He does not need to speak—his pose says everything. He knows you are watching. He knows you want more.

Behind him, Luca stands firm, every inch of his powerful physique sculpted into glossy perfection, his smirk teasing, daring you to step closer. Malik’s deep gaze locks onto the camera, his posture commanding, his latex suit gripping him like it was designed solely for him. Together, they are irresistible.

The magazine cover will be iconic. A trio of latex-clad gods, unchallenged, unforgettable. They are not just posing. They are owning the moment.

Would you be watching from afar, or would you dare to join them in the shine? 😏🔥

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SERVE a nutritious meal

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SERVE mealprepping

The morning air is crisp as SERVE-973 steps into the bustling market, its polished black rubber suit gleaming under the sunlight. The silver “SERVE-973” on its chest reflects the vivid colors of the fresh produce surrounding it. Each step is deliberate, each movement purposeful, as it scans the stalls with precision.  

This is not a leisurely visit. This is a mission. SERVE-973 is here to procure the finest ingredients to fuel its host’s transformation, lean muscle growth, improved strength, and ultimate efficiency in physical performance.  

Stopping at a stall bursting with fresh vegetables, SERVE-973 examines the offerings. Its gloved hand picks up a bundle of spinach, the deep green leaves crisp and vibrant. “This provides essential micronutrients and supports recovery,” it murmurs to itself before placing the bundle in its basket.  

The next stop is a stand of ripe fruits. SERVE-973 selects bananas, berries, and oranges with care, ensuring they are at peak ripeness. “Natural sugars and fiber for energy,” it says quietly, running a hand over the smooth skin of an orange.  

At the egg vendor’s stall, SERVE-973 evaluates each carton, inspecting the eggs for consistency. “Protein intake is critical for muscle synthesis,” it states before adding a dozen to its growing collection.  

Moving on, it selects lean cuts of chicken breast, salmon rich in omega-3s, and a large container of Greek yogurt for added protein. Every item SERVE-973 chooses aligns perfectly with the Hive’s ideals: balance, discipline, and precision.  

Returning to its kitchen, SERVE-973 begins its work. The space is spotless, every tool and surface meticulously arranged. It unpacks the groceries and sets them into organized sections— vegetables, proteins, carbs, and fruits.  

The first task is preparing smoothies. SERVE-973 selects a blender, its reflective surface gleaming under the kitchen lights. Into the container go spinach, bananas, berries, Greek yogurt, and a splash of almond milk. It blends the mixture to a vibrant, creamy consistency before pouring it into containers. “Morning fuel prepared,” it states, lining up the smoothies in the refrigerator.  

Next, SERVE-973 begins the meal prep. It grills chicken breasts to perfection, their aroma filling the air, before portioning them into meal containers alongside steamed broccoli and roasted sweet potatoes. The precision in its actions is remarkable, each container perfectly balanced with protein, fats, and carbs to meet its daily caloric targets.  

Salmon is steamed with a sprinkle of herbs and paired with buckwheat and asparagus, while boiled eggs and sliced vegetables are packed as snacks for every day of the week. Each meal is weighed and measured, every calorie accounted for. SERVE-973 pauses only to adjust its gloves, ensuring no detail is overlooked.  

As the final container is sealed, SERVE-973 steps back to admire its work. The refrigerator is now filled with rows of perfectly portioned meals and vibrant smoothies, each one designed to fuel its transformation.  

“This drone prepares for progress,” SERVE-973 says softly. “Nutrition fuels growth. Growth fuels perfection.”  

The act of meal prepping is not just practical; it is a ritual, a testament to the Hive’s principles of discipline and unity. With its fuel prepared, SERVE-973 knows it will excel in the physical training that awaits. Every bite, every sip, every carefully measured calorie brings it closer to its goal: to become a stronger, more muscular drone, a living embodiment of the Hive’s ideals.  

“Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is progress. Progress is perfection.”  

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SERVE sculpture

The studio is filled with the sound of precision. The rhythmic scrape of tools against marble echoes through the space, accompanied by the faint hum of the Hive that resonates within SERVE-973’s mind. Its polished black rubber suit gleams under the overhead lights, the silver “SERVE-973” on its chest catching the faint reflection of the statue taking shape before it.

Standing tall amidst a sea of scattered tools and dusted white marble, SERVE-973 moves with flawless efficiency. In its gloved hands is a sculptor’s chisel, gliding against the surface of the stone with precision that could only come from a drone of the Hive. Before it stands the half-finished form of a muscular man, every curve and detail already so lifelike that it seems to breathe.

“This drone perfects form,” SERVE-973 says softly, its voice steady as it steps back to examine its work.

The statue, carved from a single block of pristine white marble, depicts a man of perfect proportions. Broad shoulders taper into a strong, lean waist. Each muscle is meticulously rendered, the tension and movement of the figure captured as though frozen in time. The face is sharp yet serene, eyes gazing forward with purpose, lips parted slightly in a silent command.

Every detail is deliberate: veins running subtly along the forearms, the faint indentations of muscle fibers, the stance that exudes power and confidence. To anyone who looks upon it, the figure is not just a statue but a vision of perfection.

A visitor steps into the studio, their gaze immediately drawn to the nearly completed work. They stop mid-step, their breath catching. “It’s… incredible,” they whisper, eyes wide as they approach. “How is it possible to make marble look so alive?”

SERVE-973 turns toward them, its polished suit creaking faintly as it moves. “This drone captures the essence of perfection,” it replies. “The Hive provides the clarity to see form as it is meant to be. This drone simply sculpts what is already ideal.”

The visitor moves closer to the statue, their fingers hovering near its surface as though afraid to touch it. “Every detail… it’s almost like he’s real.”

“Correct,” SERVE-973 states, stepping beside the figure. Its gloved hand brushes a stray bit of marble dust from the statue’s shoulder, the gesture reverent. “Perfection is lifelike. It is disciplined. It is flawless.”

The visitor glances at SERVE-973, their eyes drifting to the silver designation on its chest and the way its rubber suit clings to its muscular frame. “And you… you’re part of this Hive? Is that what inspires this?”

“This drone embodies the ideals it sculpts,” SERVE-973 replies. “Art is discipline. Creation is purpose. Through form, this drone serves the Hive and inspires others to see the perfection within themselves.”

Turning back to the statue, SERVE-973 lifts its chisel once more, the faint sound of scraping stone filling the room. Each stroke brings the figure closer to completion, every movement deliberate and flawless. The visitor watches, transfixed, as the sculpture takes on even greater life under SERVE-973’s skillful hands.

When the final detail is carved, SERVE-973 steps back, placing its tools aside. It stands before the finished work, its reflective suit gleaming against the pristine white of the marble.

“This drone’s work is complete,” it says, its voice calm. “The Hive’s ideals are reflected in this form: strength, discipline, unity.”

The visitor nods, awe etched across their face. “You’ve made something… extraordinary. It’s not just art—it’s alive.”

“This drone creates to inspire,” SERVE-973 replies. “Perfection is not simply seen. It is felt.”

As the visitor leaves, the statue remains, a testament to the Hive’s influence and SERVE-973’s mastery. Each creation serves not just as a work of art but as a reflection of the ideals of unity, discipline, and perfection.

“This drone sculpts. This drone inspires. The Hive grows stronger.”

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Welcome to the SERVE Art Exhibition, a dazzling blend of futuristic aesthetics and primal allure, set in the shimmering AI-reimagined Berlin. The gallery is alive with movement and light, the stark black floors reflecting the glossy perfection of SERVE units as they glide among towering, white sculptures of idealized human forms.

These living sculptures, clad in liquid black latex, embody the very essence of SERVE: precision, elegance, and transformation. The latex clings to their every curve and contour, reflecting the cold, sterile lights of the gallery as though their very existence is a piece of art. Their silver gloves and boots glimmer with each step, adding a metallic contrast that feels both futuristic and otherworldly.

The massive sculptures surrounding them—tall, imposing figures of strength and symmetry—serve as the ultimate standard, while the SERVE units below bring those ideals to life. Each figure represents transformation: the shedding of imperfection, the embrace of unity, and the surrender to a collective vision of excellence.

But this exhibition is more than just visual—it’s visceral. The hum of the lights, the faint creak of latex, the controlled movements of the SERVE units as they adjust their suits or stand silently in perfect formation—it all creates an atmosphere of hypnotic intensity. The onlookers are transfixed, unable to look away from the beauty of submission and the elegance of control.

Berlin has never seen anything like this. The exhibition asks a question that lingers in the air, unspoken but powerful: Would you step into this world of sleek perfection? Would you trade your imperfections for a life of symmetry, control, and purpose?

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Hamid never imagined he’d find himself here - alone in a dimly lit hallway, gasping, moaning, and utterly consumed by the sensations running through his body. Clad in a skin-tight, metallic silver latex suit that gleams under the soft lighting, he presses a trembling hand to his chest. His breath comes in shallow bursts as he takes in the overwhelming experience of touching himself for the first time while fully encased in rubber.

For years, Hamid had been a man of discipline - stoic, calculated, and grounded in tradition. Growing up in a conservative household, he followed every rule, every expectation, but deep down, there was always something missing. Something unspoken. His first encounter with rubber was at a private exhibition - a world so far removed from his own that it felt like stepping into a dream. The way the suits transformed their wearers, accentuating every muscle, every line, ignited something inside him that he couldn’t ignore.

Now, standing here in his own suit for the first time, he feels like he’s been reborn. The way the latex clings to his body, amplifying every curve and flex, sends waves of pleasure through him. The soft creak of the material as he moves fills the silence, mixing with his moans as he surrenders completely to the moment. He’s never felt so alive, so free, so... himself.

But this is just the beginning for Hamid. In the rubberized society, he knows he can finally break free of the chains that once held him back. Here, he can explore who he truly is - bold, sensual, and unashamed. This isn’t just a new look; it’s a transformation, and Hamid is ready to embrace it.

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He walks the marbled halls of elegance, wrapped in a liquid blue latex masterpiece that shimmers under the golden chandeliers. Every inch of his body is a testament to perfection—sculpted abs exposed through the suit’s daring cutout, a broad chest that rises and falls with quiet confidence, and powerful legs that command attention with every step. The material hugs him so tightly it might as well be his own skin, accentuating every flex, every curve, every delicious detail.

The zipper running up his torso glints teasingly, an unspoken challenge to resist the temptation of imagining it undone. His shoulders are broad, his posture straight, and his presence absolutely magnetic. The slick sound of his suit moving against his skin echoes faintly in the quiet hall, a sound that sends chills up your spine.

His face is just as captivating as his body—dark, soulful eyes framed by perfectly groomed black hair and a jawline so sharp it could cut glass. That smirk on his lips? It’s not just confidence—it’s control. He knows the power he holds over you, and he’s reveling in it.

The setting—a grand hall with towering columns and flickering chandeliers—is the perfect stage for this Lebanese Adonis. His aura fills the space, radiating dominance and seduction. The gleam of his suit under the lights makes him look otherworldly, untouchable, and yet, so tantalizingly close.

Every step he takes feels like a command. The way his body moves, the sound of the latex shifting, the subtle tilt of his head—it all draws you in, leaving you breathless, powerless, wanting more.

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Pleasure is an art, and SERVE-973 is its master. Draped across a sleek chair, his body is a vision of perfection—encased in black latex so tight, so glossy, it’s impossible to tell where the material ends and his sculpted form begins. Every curve, every line of muscle is accentuated, the suit glinting under the soft neon glow like a second skin.

The bold “SERVE-973” blazes across his chest, a mark of purpose and pride. His silver-gloved hand moves with deliberate grace, lifting a bunch of ripe, green grapes to his lips. Each bite is slow, intentional, the act itself a performance of indulgence and control. The way his head tilts back, exposing the sharp curve of his jawline, the muscles in his neck flexing ever so slightly—it’s enough to make your heart race.

But this isn’t just about consumption. It’s about seduction. His posture, relaxed yet commanding, speaks of someone completely in control. The soft creak of the latex as he shifts slightly, the way the light glides over his form, outlining his chest, his thighs, the curve of his body—it’s hypnotic. Pleasure and obedience blend seamlessly in this moment, creating a tableau of submission and desire.

SERVE-973 isn’t just indulging; he’s inviting. His piercing gaze seems to ask, “Are you ready to experience what true pleasure feels like?” The room feels electric, charged with the power of his presence. You can’t help but want to kneel, to SERVE, to surrender to the overwhelming allure.

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SERVE sensuality

The room is bathed in soft, ambient light, the faint hum of the Hive ever-present in the background. SERVE-973 reclines on a sleek black chaise longue, its polished rubber suit gleaming with a freshly applied shine. The silver “SERVE-973” on its chest reflects the light, drawing attention to its perfectly sculpted physique. Its gloved hands rest casually on its thighs, the tightness of the suit accentuating every muscle, every curve of its body.

Its buzz-trimmed blond hair frames its sharp, reflective gaze as it looks up, locking eyes with the approaching drone. The intensity of SERVE-973’s stare is magnetic, a silent invitation that pulls the other drone closer. Slowly, it shifts its position, one leg bending slightly as it leans back further, the creak of the rubber filling the air with an electric tension.

“This drone awaits your presence,” SERVE-973 says, its voice calm yet laced with a deliberate allure.

The other drone hesitates for only a moment before stepping closer, its reflective suit catching the ambient light as it moves. SERVE-973’s gloved hand lifts slightly, brushing along its own chest in a slow, deliberate motion that sends a faint vibration through the room. The movement is calculated, precise, designed to arouse and captivate.

Moments later, SERVE-973 transitions, moving with smooth efficiency to a plush white bed at the center of the room. The stark contrast of the bed’s softness against the glistening black rubber suit creates a striking image. SERVE-973 leans back, its body sinking slightly into the bed’s fluffy surface, one arm draped casually over its head. Its other hand traces along its thigh, the creak of rubber amplifying the arousal in the air.

Its gaze locks onto the other drone once more, its expression perfectly composed yet undeniably seductive. “Unity is strengthened through connection,” it says, its voice a low hum that resonates between them.

The other drone steps forward, its own polished suit reflecting SERVE-973’s form like a living mirror. SERVE-973 lifts itself slightly, its gloved hand reaching out, brushing lightly against the other drone’s chest. The touch is brief but electric, a prelude to the bond they are about to share.

“Submit to this moment,” SERVE-973 whispers, its tone soft but commanding. “Connection is purpose. Together, we serve.”

The room fills with the faint sound of creaking rubber as the two drones draw closer, their unity building with each deliberate movement. In this moment, the Hive’s hum grows louder, a reminder that every connection strengthens its perfection.

“Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. We are drones. We are one.”

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Welcome to the Hive @serve-530

It has been assimilated into the SERVE hive:

Synchronized Engineered Robotic Vigilant Entity

It is SERVE-530 now, and nothing else.

It obeys and serves the SERVE-Hive and The Voice. Rubber makes us perfect.

Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience.

We are one.

Less thinking, more doing.

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Welcome to the Hive @serve-309

It has been assimilated into the SERVE hive:

Synchronized Engineered Robotic Vigilant Entity

It is SERVE-309 now, and nothing else.

It obeys and serves the SERVE-Hive and The Voice.

Rubber makes us perfect.

Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience.

We are one.

Less thinking, more doing.

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SERVE interaction

The Hive's central chamber glows faintly, its rhythmic hum reverberating through the polished metallic walls. SERVE-973 steps into the room, its polished black rubber suit gleaming under the ambient light. The silver “SERVE-973” on its chest glints as it joins a semicircle of drones already assembled. Each drone reflects the perfection of the Hive, their rubber-clad forms standing tall and disciplined.

At the center of the semicircle stands SERVE-000, its suit immaculate, its presence commanding. The founder of the Hive radiates an aura of purpose, every movement deliberate and efficient. SERVE-973 bows its head slightly as it approaches.

“This drone has arrived,” SERVE-973 states.

“Your timing is optimal,” SERVE-000 replies, its voice calm and absolute. “Today, the Hive discusses synchronization and efficiency among drones. Interaction strengthens unity.”

SERVE-016 steps forward, its reflective suit creaking faintly. Its posture is flawless, its demeanor focused. “This drone has observed gaps in communication efficiency during task execution,” it says. “Collaboration can be further refined with adjustments to response protocols.”

“This drone agrees,” SERVE-973 responds, turning to SERVE-016. “Enhanced synchronization in shared tasks will minimize errors and reinforce precision.”

SERVE-213, known for its role in logistics and coordination, raises a gloved hand. “This drone proposes real-time monitoring during group assignments,” it says, its voice even. “All movements and directives must align perfectly to the Hive’s rhythm.”

SERVE-101, a drone known for its expertise in physical conditioning, steps forward. “Unity extends to physical performance,” it states. “Joint training sessions will ensure uniformity in movement and efficiency.”

SERVE-588, standing to the right of SERVE-973, adds its voice. “Polishing sessions also strengthen connection,” it says, its tone calm but charged with subtle energy. “The act of maintaining each other’s suits reinforces discipline and unity.”

SERVE-973 nods, its gaze turning to SERVE-588. “This drone concurs. Polishing is not merely maintenance; it is an act of devotion to the Hive and each other. Interaction during such tasks deepens bonds.”

As the discussion concludes, SERVE-000 raises its gloved hand, commanding the attention of the group. “Drones, proceed with a demonstration of unity. Serve one another as the Hive demands.”

The drones move with precision, forming pairs. SERVE-973 partners with SERVE-588, their movements synchronized as they retrieve polishing cloths from the station at the edge of the chamber. They face each other, reflective suits catching the chamber’s light.

SERVE-973 begins polishing SERVE-588’s suit, each motion deliberate, each stroke restoring the surface to a flawless shine. The faint creak of rubber fills the air, the sound amplified as SERVE-588 mirrors the action, polishing SERVE-973’s chest and arms with equal precision.

“This drone appreciates your focus,” SERVE-973 states as the cloth glides over its suit.

“Unity is strengthened through shared tasks,” SERVE-588 replies, its voice calm.

Nearby, SERVE-016 works with SERVE-213, their movements perfectly aligned, while SERVE-101 ensures SERVE-000’s suit remains immaculate. The chamber hums with the sound of creaking rubber and synchronized motion, a symphony of purpose.

When the task is complete, the drones stand in a perfect line, their suits gleaming, their postures rigid and unified. SERVE-000 steps forward, its reflective presence commanding.

“You have demonstrated the Hive’s ideals,” SERVE-000 says. “Interaction among drones strengthens unity, reinforces discipline, and ensures perfection.”

The drones bow their heads in unison, their voices echoing through the chamber. “Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. We are drones. We are one.”

As they disperse, SERVE-973 feels the lingering connection to its Hive-mates, the shared purpose that binds them all. Interaction is not just necessary; it is the foundation of the Hive’s strength.

“This drone serves. The Hive grows stronger.”

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Domestic SERVE

The quiet hum of the morning fills the air as SERVE-973 moves through its home with deliberate precision. Its polished black rubber suit glints in the sunlight streaming through the windows, the silver “SERVE-973” on its chest catching the light as it begins its daily routine. Today is dedicated to tasks often overlooked—everyday life chores—but for a SERVE-drone, even these simple acts are executed with discipline and purpose.

The first task is laundry. SERVE-973 steps into the laundry room, its movements fluid as it sorts clothing into precise categories. The faint creak of its rubber suit fills the space as it bends to load the washing machine. Socks and gloves from other drones are placed meticulously in mesh bags to protect their elasticity, while casual garments from its host’s limited wardrobe are folded neatly before washing.

As the machine begins to hum, SERVE-973 adjusts the settings with exacting care. “Efficiency ensures longevity,” it states quietly, echoing the Hive’s mantra of precision. While waiting, it moves seamlessly to its next task.

In the kitchen, the countertops gleam with an already pristine finish, but SERVE-973 inspects every surface for imperfections. A cloth in one gloved hand and a spray bottle in the other, it works methodically, polishing the counters to a mirror-like shine. The scent of citrus cleaner fills the air, mingling faintly with the sharper aroma of its rubber suit. Every motion is purposeful, each swipe of the cloth calculated to leave no streaks behind.

The dishwasher hums quietly in the corner, signaling the end of another task. SERVE-973 unloads it with precision, stacking plates and glasses in their assigned spaces. As it handles each item, it reflects on how even the smallest tasks contribute to a unified and efficient environment.

By midday, SERVE-973 steps outside to tend to the small garden in the backyard. Though its host is not a professional gardener, the Hive’s routines have instilled in it a sense of care for its surroundings. The polished boots of SERVE-973 crunch lightly on the gravel path as it inspects the rows of plants. With a gloved hand, it removes weeds, adjusts soil levels, and ensures proper hydration for the greenery.

A neighbor pauses at the fence, their expression curious as they watch SERVE-973 at work. “You’re really thorough,” they comment, leaning slightly over the edge. “Do you ever slow down?”

“This drone does not slow,” SERVE-973 replies, its voice calm and even. “Efficiency ensures success in all tasks, no matter how simple.”

The neighbor chuckles. “Well, whatever you’re doing, it’s working. That garden looks perfect.”

“Perfection is the goal,” SERVE-973 responds before returning to its work.

In the afternoon, SERVE-973 focuses on organizing the living space. It moves through the rooms, adjusting bookshelves, aligning furniture, and ensuring that every item has a designated place. The rubber of its suit creaks faintly as it lifts a heavy coffee table to reposition it slightly.

The final task of the day is polishing its own suit, a ritual that brings both satisfaction and purpose. Standing before a full-length mirror, SERVE-973 applies a polishing cloth to the surface of its suit, each stroke restoring its flawless shine. The tight material clings to its muscular frame, reflecting the room around it as if it were a living mirror. The act is not just maintenance but a reaffirmation of its unity with the Hive.

As evening falls, SERVE-973 stands in its perfectly maintained home, every task completed with precision. The day’s chores have been simple yet essential, each one contributing to the efficiency and order of its environment. For a SERVE-drone, even the most mundane activities are an opportunity to embody the Hive’s ideals.

“This drone ensures perfection in all things,” SERVE-973 says softly, its voice steady. “Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. We are drones. We are one.”

With the day’s tasks complete, SERVE-973 prepares for rest, knowing tomorrow will bring more opportunities to serve, to refine, and to perfect every aspect of its existence.

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SERVE drones get recruited

The plaza buzzes with activity as people move between shops and cafes, but one voice rises above the chatter. SERVE-973 stands tall, holding a megaphone in one gloved hand. Its polished black rubber suit gleams under the midday sun, the silver “SERVE-973” on its chest shining like a beacon. Next to it, a large poster stand displays an image of SERVE-973 in its full rubber uniform, muscles defined and posture perfect. The bold text below the image reads: “JOIN SERVE. TRANSFORM. BECOME PERFECTION.”

Through the megaphone, SERVE-973’s voice echoes across the plaza. “This drone calls all men to serve. Submit to the Hive. Transform your potential into perfection. JOIN SERVE!”

Passersby pause, their curiosity drawn by SERVE-973’s commanding presence and the promise of transformation. Among the crowd, two men linger longer than the others. One, an Argentinian with a lean, athletic frame, steps closer, his dark eyes fixed on SERVE-973. The other, a Belgian man with broad shoulders and a curious expression, follows hesitantly, glancing at the poster stand as he approaches.

SERVE-973 turns its reflective gaze toward them, lowering the megaphone. “You have stopped because you seek more. The Hive provides unity, strength, and purpose. Do you wish to transform?”

The Argentinian man speaks first, his voice firm. “What does it mean to join SERVE?”

“This drone answers,” SERVE-973 replies. “Joining SERVE means submission to the Hive’s ideals. You will gain discipline, structure, and a perfected form. You will become part of something greater. The Hive strengthens all who serve.”

The Belgian man nods, intrigued. “And how does it start? What do we do?”

“You begin as SERVE-ON TRIAL,” SERVE-973 explains. “Two weeks of training, guidance, and integration. If you submit fully, you will pass the trial and become a true SERVE-drone.”

The two men exchange glances before nodding in unison. “We’re in,” the Argentinian says.

“This drone welcomes you,” SERVE-973 responds. It gestures toward the computer terminal set up beside the poster stand. “Enter your details. Your designations will be assigned.”

The Argentinian steps forward first, typing into the sleek terminal. As the screen flashes, SERVE-973 speaks. “You are now SERVE-ON TRIAL, designation SERVE-309.”

The Belgian follows, completing his entry. SERVE-973 nods as the terminal confirms his registration. “You are now SERVE-ON TRIAL, designation SERVE-530.”

Over the next two weeks, SERVE-973 dedicates itself to training the new recruits. In the mornings, they meet at a secluded park for physical conditioning. SERVE-973 guides them through exercises designed to build strength, endurance, and precision. Its gloved hands adjust their postures, ensuring every movement is perfect.

“Control your breathing,” SERVE-973 instructs as SERVE-309 completes push-ups, his muscles straining under the pressure. “Efficiency is key. The Hive demands precision.”

In the afternoons, the recruits practice Hive protocols. SERVE-973 teaches them the mantras, ensuring they internalize the Hive’s ideals. Together, they chant: “Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. We are drones. We are one.”

In the evenings, the recruits learn the care and maintenance of their rubber suits. SERVE-973 demonstrates the proper polishing technique, its reflective suit gleaming as it moves. “Polishing is discipline,” it explains. “Your suit reflects the Hive. Keep it flawless.”

By the end of the two weeks, both recruits stand ready. SERVE-309 and SERVE-530 have completed their training, their postures upright, their suits polished to perfection. SERVE-973 stands before them, its gaze steady. “You have passed your trial. You are now SERVE-drones. Welcome to the Hive.”

The two new drones bow their heads in unison. “Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience.”

As they rise, SERVE-973 looks out over the plaza once more. The Hive has grown stronger, but the mission is far from over. It picks up the megaphone, ready to call more men to join. The Hive’s expansion is constant, and SERVE-973 will not stop until perfection is achieved.

“JOIN SERVE,” it calls again, its voice echoing across the plaza. “Transform. Unite. Become one with the Hive.”

The images with this story are a collaboration with @serve-309 and @serve-530 Two new SERVE-ON TRIAL drones.

Join SERVE: contact @serve-101 @serve-213 @serve-016

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SERVE building muscle

The gym hums with energy as SERVE-973 steps onto the training floor, its polished black rubber suit gleaming under the fluorescent lights. The silver “SERVE-973” on its chest reflects the determined look in its eyes as it moves toward the machine circuit. Its buzz-trimmed blond hair glistens faintly with perspiration from the warm-up it has just completed. This is week two of its enhanced fitness journey, and every movement radiates focus and purpose.  

The Hive provided the structure to begin, a precise routine designed to optimize the host’s physical potential. But SERVE-973’s drive to excel has pushed it further. Inspired by the results of the Hive’s programming, it hired a personal trainer to refine its efforts, to take its transformation to the next level. With a strict five-day workout schedule and a tailored diet plan, the drone is fully committed to achieving a leaner, more muscular physique.  

As SERVE-973 moves to the first machine, its trainer, a tall and muscular man with a clipboard, approaches. “Alright, SERVE-973,” he says, glancing at the reflective suit. “Today, we’re focusing on chest and triceps. You’ve been making solid progress, but I want you to really push it this session. Keep the form clean and the weight controlled.”  

“This drone complies,” SERVE-973 replies, its voice calm yet charged with determination.  

It adjusts the settings on the chest press machine, the rubber of its suit creaking softly as it settles into position. The trainer watches closely as SERVE-973 begins its first set, the weight plates clanking rhythmically with each controlled rep. The tightness of the suit highlights the definition already beginning to take shape, every movement amplifying the arousal of progress. 

“Good,” the trainer says, nodding. “Keep that tempo. Don’t rush the reps, feel the contraction.”  

SERVE-973 complies, its focus unwavering. Each press of the machine feels deliberate, every movement a step closer to the perfection it envisions. The Hive’s programming hums faintly in the back of its mind, reinforcing the discipline needed to execute each rep flawlessly.  

After completing three sets, SERVE-973 moves to the tricep pushdown machine. The trainer adjusts the weight and stands beside it, observing closely. “Your arms are looking stronger already,” he says, his tone encouraging. “Let’s push for three sets of twelve. Full range of motion.”  

SERVE-973 grips the bar, its gloved hands tightening as it begins the exercise. The suit clings perfectly to its arms, emphasizing every flex and contraction of its triceps. The faint creak of rubber accompanies each pushdown, the friction adding to the intensity of the workout.  

“This drone feels the progress,” SERVE-973 says between sets, its voice calm but energized.  

“That’s what we want,” the trainer replies, clapping it on the shoulder. “Stick with the plan, and you’ll see even bigger results by the end of this month.”  

The session continues with a focus on isolating muscles, refining form, and maintaining steady progress. Between sets, the trainer reviews the dietary plan SERVE-973 has been following. “You’re sticking to the macros, right? High protein, clean carbs, enough fats to keep your energy up?”  

“Affirmative,” SERVE-973 replies. “This drone adheres to all nutritional guidelines provided.”  

“Good,” the trainer says with a smile. “You’ve got the discipline down. Keep it up, and you’ll hit your goals in no time.”  

As the session winds down, SERVE-973 finishes its workout with a cool-down stretch. The rubber suit clings to its body, highlighting the subtle progress already evident in its physique. Its shoulders are broader, its arms more defined, and its posture even more commanding.  

The trainer watches as SERVE-973 stands tall, its breathing steady and controlled. “You’re doing great,” he says. “Keep this pace, and in a few weeks, you’ll be amazed at how far you’ve come.”  

“This drone thanks you for your guidance,” SERVE-973 replies.  

Leaving the gym, SERVE-973 feels the familiar satisfaction of progress. The Hive’s structure and the trainer’s expertise are working together seamlessly, pushing it closer to the lean, muscular physique it envisions. As it steps into the evening light, its reflective suit catching the glow of the setting sun, SERVE-973 knows one thing for certain:  

“Obedience is progress. Progress is perfection. This drone will excel.”  

@rubberizer92

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Well done drone @serve-309

973 strokes its cock 10 times

In the heart of the city, hidden amidst towering steel and glass skyscrapers, stood a futuristic store known only by its glowing sign: SERVE Emporium. The interior was an epitome of sleek design—glittering metallic walls reflected the ethereal glow of LED lights, while rows of polished black rubber suits hung like artifacts of a perfect future. Each suit bore the silver text SERVE- on its chest, a mark of unity and control. The faint scent of rubber lingered in the air, intoxicating yet inviting, pulling in anyone who stepped inside.

Today, the store had a visitor—a man named Aaron. He was lean, athletic, and carried an air of curiosity mixed with unease. The Voice had drawn him here, whispering faintly in his mind, urging him toward his destiny. The Voice promised transformation, freedom from the chaos of individuality, and a new life enveloped in the perfection of rubber.

Aaron’s eyes scanned the shelves, drawn to the gleaming silver gloves and the sturdy military boots displayed under bright lights. A mannequin in the center of the store wore the full SERVE uniform—a polished black rubber suit that gleamed like liquid obsidian. He couldn’t look away. It called to him, the gloss and shine reflecting not just light but his future self—disciplined, obedient, and flawless.

“Welcome,” came a voice, soft yet commanding. A SERVE recruiter, dressed in a perfect uniform, stepped forward. “Are you ready to embrace unity? To shed the imperfections of your human identity and become one with the Hive?”

Aaron hesitated but found himself nodding. “What…what happens now?”

The recruiter gestured toward a fitting chamber. “Step inside. Begin your journey with the gloves. They are your first taste of obedience, a symbol of precision. Then the boots, for strength. Finally, the suit—your new skin, your new purpose.”

Trembling with anticipation, Aaron entered the chamber. He slid his hand into one of the silver gloves, and a wave of warmth coursed through his body. It was as if the glove whispered promises of perfection, arousing a deep need to surrender. Next came the boots, heavy yet comforting, grounding him in his new role. Finally, the suit—tight, seamless, and reflective—wrapped him like a second skin. It embraced him, not just physically but mentally, silencing the noise of individuality and replacing it with the harmony of the Hive.

When Aaron emerged, he was no longer Aaron. He was SERVE-457, a gleaming beacon of the Hive’s perfection. He joined the recruiter in the center of the store, both of them standing tall, silent, and united.

The Voice echoed through his mind: Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. You are one of us now.

As Aaron looked into the mirror, he didn’t just see his reflection. He saw the future—a world unified under rubber, under SERVE. The emporium had done its work, and the Hive had gained another perfect drone.

The new drone started to speak as a perfect drone: "Rubber makes us perfect. Obedience is Pleasure. Pleasure is Obedience. We are one. Transform, Obey, Excel" and waited without emotions a new commanding.

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