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In the quiet of the HR's office, a package arrived, unmarked and mysterious. Inside was a shiny, squeaky rubber present, its surface gleaming with an almost hypnotic quality. HR, intrigued by the odd gift, couldn't resist giving it a firm squeeze.

To his surprise, the rubber began to liquefy, turning into a gooey substance that quickly enveloped his rubber skin. Panic set in as he tried to peel off the goo, but it clung with a tenacity that seemed almost sentient. Within moments, it had coated his entire body, transforming his form.

As he struggled, the goo morphed further. A drone gas mask with a breathing tube formed over his mouth, sealing his protests into muffled sounds. His vision was next, obscured by yellow eyeglasses that seemed to meld into the mask, tinting his world with an eerie glow.
Before he knew it, his body had transformed into that of a rubber skunk. His head was now a perfect replica of a skunk's, but in glossy black latex. The hypnosis waves emanating from the suit's internals, combined with a gag that filled his lungs with hypnotic gas, subdued his resistance.

Now under the suit's control, HR ceased his struggle. His body, now round, chubby, and distinctly skunk-like, featured a null bulge at the front, marked with a chastity lock symbol. Cuffs adorned his wrists, one of which clutched a new bag full of similar rubber gifts.

With a newfound purpose, he reached into the bag, pulling out another rubber present. His mind, no longer his own, directed him to deliver this to another unsuspecting colleague, to expand the ranks of the rubber drone army.

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