A new Red XIII mascot (Patreon)

In the outskirts of a small, secluded town, hidden away from prying eyes, there lived a mad scientist named Dr. Viktor Sprocket. He was known among the locals as a reclusive genius, spending most of his days locked away in his mysterious laboratory. Rumors swirled about strange experiments and peculiar inventions taking place behind the thick stone walls.

One fateful day, a young man named David stumbled upon the laboratory. Intrigued by the tales and driven by an insatiable curiosity, he decided to explore further. As he cautiously entered the dimly lit room, he was met with a mesmerizing sight. Peculiar machines hummed and glowed, filled with vials of strange substances.  Unluckily for David, with meticulous planning, the mad scientist managed to capture him and bound his body to a designed chamber.

David awoke to the sight of Dr. Sprocket standing over him, his eyes gleaming with madness. The scientist revealed his twisted plan - to transform David into a living, breathing mascot resembling Red XIII.

A milking device connects to his cock and starts vibrating. With a rubber toy pushing deep into his back hole, he gets climaxed right after a few minutes. The white creamy cum is pumping out to a tube container. Dr. Sprocket donned a white lab coat and protective goggles, his hands moving with precision as he mixed David’s liquid with rubbery substances.

The first step was to create a basic rubber suit from David’s DNA and special high-quality nano rubber goo. It was designed to adapt to David's body, ensuring his survival in the long term while trapped within the mascot suit. The rubber suit resembled a second skin, pliable yet durable, protecting him from external harm and granting him the ability to breathe and eat without any hindrance. It was clear that escape was impossible without the mad scientist's cooperation.

For a few minutes, David endured the application of the rubber goo. Every inch of his body was meticulously coated, and as the rubber goo dried, he felt a strange sensation of confinement and a gradual alteration of his appearance.

After the basic rubber suit finish its stage, David was coated into a cocoon-like bitch suit that covered him from head to toe, with only his eyes and mouth exposed. The once defiant human was now losing his identity to become a mere puppet in Dr. Sprocket's twisted play.

Now came the most intricate part of the experiment – the creation of the Red XIII mascot rubber layer. Dr. Sprocket had meticulously studied every detail of the character, from the fiery-red fur to the fearsome saber-toothed appearance. To achieve this, the scientist developed a special rubber goo, a mixture of advanced polymers, David’s DNA extraction, and nanotechnology.

With precision and artistic skill, the mad scientist molded the rubber goo around David's body, shaping it to match every detail of Red XIII's distinctive appearance. The process was excruciating for David, as the rubber goo oozed over his flesh, solidifying into a permanent second skin. His limbs elongated, his body contorted, and his face transformed into the likeness of Red XIII, complete with sharp fangs and pointed ears. The mask was fitted with a hollow dildo that forced into David's mouth and dived deep into his throat, allowing him to be fed and hydrated without ever needing to remove the outfit. It also resembles the character's saber-toothed tiger features, forever forcing David to wear the semblance of a sinister grin. A similar hollow dildo pushed through David’s anus, connected with the hole on the outer layer and leaking its lubricant as a toy hole ready to be used.

Finally, the chamber opened, revealing the fully transformed David, now a living, breathing rubber mascot of Red XIII. He now resembled the mythical creature, his body permanently encased in a rubber costume. His hands were now paws, and his legs were contorted into a more animalistic stance. His face was hidden behind the fearsome mask of Red XIII, with glowing, amber eyes that betrayed his humanity. The rubber goo had bonded permanently, sealing David into his new form.

Dr. Sprocket, relishing his triumph, reveled in David's despair. The victim's mind was now a battleground between his old identity and the emerging traits of Red XIII.

As days turned into weeks, David's struggle for sanity intensified. He would catch glimpses of himself in mirrors, unable to recognize the creature staring back at him. The once nimble and stealthy human was now confined to a life of four-legged motion, driven by animal instincts, and unable to communicate with anything other than primal growls and moans.