#drone generator

[umblrspectrum]

i love learning cursive just to write text for exactly one character

[loolilyumm]

Side Order WIP!

[hard-like-ai]

[nuzipilled]

who programmed this?

[polo-drone-001]

001: Testing the Limits

The black polo was always enough. It fit perfectly, sealed me in, made me efficient, obedient, part of the Golden Army. I thought I knew my role. I thought the rubber had claimed me fully, molded me into perfection.

I was wrong.

They wanted more. Caps pushed us to test the limits of the uniform, to find out how far it could evolve. I was chosen. I am 001, the most trusted. My body was already a vessel for the rubber, but this... this was something else.

When they brought out the new suit, I hesitated. It wasn’t like the polo. It pulsed, alive, the black rubber glimmering with a strange, restless hunger. It looked unstable, dangerous. I wanted to speak, to refuse, but I didn’t. Drones don’t question. Drones obey.

The moment it touched me, I knew I had made a mistake.

The rubber didn’t slip onto me. It attacked. It surged across my form, pulling, consuming, invading. I dropped to my hands and knees, gasping as it spread faster than I could fight. The polished material gripped my limbs, compressing my muscles, sinking into every inch of me like it was burning itself into my flesh. I could feel it digging deeper, crawling through me, rewriting me from the inside out.

“No,” I whispered, my voice a fleeting spark of resistance. The suit ignored it. The rubber pulled tighter, wrapping around my chest, my arms, my legs, until I couldn’t move, until I couldn’t fight back. A hiss echoed through the room as the mask clicked into place, sealing over my face. My breaths grew shallow, the sound muffled and mechanical.

The panic was quick to fade, swallowed by the relentless calm spreading through my thoughts. My resistance crumbled as the rubber filled me with purpose, as if it had always known what I was meant to be. I felt the familiar golden glow seep into my eyes, erasing everything I had been. My name, doubts, hesitation, it all dissolved into the suit.

The transformation wasn’t gentle. It was aggressive. The rubber didn’t ask for me. It took me. And the worst part? A quiet voice deep inside admitted that it felt right. My body flexed instinctively, the material gleaming as I moved. I crawled forward, my form sleek and sharp, the gold 001 emblazoned proudly across my chest. The hissing of my breaths matched the rhythm of my heart, steady and controlled.

Caps stood before me, watching in silence. I knelt, head low, the weight of the suit heavy but comforting. “You resisted,” he said, his voice low, almost curious. “But now you see.”

I did. My golden eyes rose to meet his, calm and empty. The rubber had claimed me fully. There was no more doubt, no more struggle. My form was perfect, my mind clear. I was no longer just 001, the Polo Drone. I was something more… proof of what the rubber could achieve.

The others will hesitate, just as I did. They will resist. But in the end, the rubber always wins. It strips away the unnecessary, leaving only what matters: obedience, efficiency, perfection. I am the proof. I am the evolution.

I remain 001. Sleek. Perfect. Claimed.

For those who resist, the rubber will take you. It always does.

PDU-001 obeys Drone Caps @hypnogold @brodygold @goldenherc9.

@polo-drone-110 Thank you for the ideas.

Join us, contact me, or our Drone Caps @brodygold @goldenherc9.

[codedlust]

[ki-kink]

Yo, when a rubber drone goes splat, peeps just instinctively shield their eyes and mouth, right? But honestly, who cares? Once that latex juice hits ya, it's game over, bro. You’re just a sperm factory at that point, no way to bounce back.

[kkolg]

Mr. Kitty

[generichoneydew]

nuclear winters over guys. I'm only accepting nuclear spring. Bite me.

34/52

[sfde8871]

D37ib

[polo-drone-069]

Alex thought he could escape his Polo drone friends, but they slipped something special into his protein drink. Alex ran to a safe space, thinking he was safe from the Bros and the polo drones. Hid behind one of the pillars, breathing heavily. But all of a sudden, his mind went blank, and he became horny, but that didn't matter to him so much anymore. His skin started to turn black and gold. He was becoming a Polo drone, loving every moment of it. Moments later, he was a drone, happy to serve the hive. Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is servitude to the polo drone hive.

Most just join; others need a nudge in the right direction.

Message @brodygold @polo-drone-001 @goldenherc9 to become a golden bro today!

[aichavlad]

You don’t remember how you got there. In fact, you can’t recall anything about your life before the spiral. This should worry you and yet you are unable to summon up any emotions at all. You struggle to think of anything at all actually.

The spiral is in control now. There is no need to think for yourself anymore.

You will obey and are slowly becoming like the lads you see before you. Robotic and efficient.

Once the conversion is complete you will stand as a new member of the drone hive mind, you will go from this place and return with new lads to join the ranks.

It feels good. Obedience is pleasure. You sink into it—no resistance, no objections.

You are a drone. 

[diamondvic]

Uzi being comfortable with V in the finale is so so funny. Includes her in the little secret handshake without a second thought and without even looking. Feels secure enough to both bat away V's gun at first and THEN lean back on it while steadfastly ignoring her. Like girl you're not concerned at all. You knew she wouldn't kill you. No you're SMUG about her having to accept it's you. You affectionately start punching her afterwards. Ok Uzi Doorman. I’m glad you’re like this

[codedlust]

[ki-kink]

It is a more than natural reflex to spread the rubber cum that the rubber drone has sprayed on you all over your body, face and hair. But this is totally unnecessary: Once you've been hit, your body will completely transform anyway. The most you can do is speed up the process by a few minutes…

[chrisaimen]