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The Flesh Martyr
@the-megalith.bsky.social
Pleasure, Hate, Lust, Transmogrification. You can find it all here. 18+

All jokes aside, We produce Art, Writing, And other interesting materials. Either of a horrific, Suggestive, Or downright obscene variety. Once known as the "Megalith" on Twitter.
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Ah, That's a good look for you!

We thought you'd make it a little farther before falling to our puppets...But alas, It seems that wasn't in the cards.

But look on the bright side!

Strapped up, restrained, and staring at that swirling screen...

Only a matter of time before you join them~
December 1, 2025 at 8:23 AM
Cute, But fruitless.

We both know you aren't getting that mask off. And it's only a matter of time before you succumb to that programming.

But who are we to punish such spirited effort? Feel free to frantically tug, pull, and pry at your new glossy coating.

It'll mean nothing soon enough~
December 1, 2025 at 8:22 AM
Oh don't worry, You'll fit in just fine...

A little hypnotic conditioning, A little glossy anonymization, and an appropriately themed Nanolatex uniform is all it takes!

Our newest recruit. Awaiting new orders. Waiting for new commands.

We're sure you'll do just fine~
November 30, 2025 at 8:14 AM
More is always more.

Lower-body replaced and augmented with a cybernetic alternative to match your new glossy look. An additional set of powerful hydraulic legs compliments that imposing faceless mask and your freshly reprogrammed mind.

A powerful new Taurdrone. A good look for you! No~?
November 30, 2025 at 8:14 AM
The last vestiges of your identity are slowly smoothed over...Facial features, species, identity...All of it smoothed over into a glossy featureless coating.

No face. No name. And soon no thoughts.

Your mind squeezed out and leaving nothing more than the empty bliss of a blank implement~
November 27, 2025 at 7:51 AM
Anyone and anything can be made helpful. It's simply a matter of effort and persistence.

And soon even you'll learn how good it feels to be a faceless helpful machine! No thoughts, No worries. No identity.

Simply a smooth faceless thing. Glossy and anonymous.

Diligently awaiting further orders~
November 27, 2025 at 7:50 AM
[ZIP]

Oops, There goes the Zipper! Peeling away and leaving nothing but smooth latex behind...

Not that it really matters. That suit's already snugly adhered in place. So we imagine you'll have lots of time to get familiar with your new glossy look and character!

Have fun~
November 27, 2025 at 7:48 AM
You won't be the same.

Your body. Your flesh. Your mind.

There was too little left to piece you back together, So we had to get creative with some of our spare materials and other replacements.

...But, We're certain you'll be happy with the new you. However familiar it may be~
November 26, 2025 at 7:56 AM
It only gets worse, and worse, and worse.

Your bones shift. Your flesh constricts and reshapes itself. Claws and fangs pushing out where it shouldn't be.

All while you get to stare in the mirror. Watching yourself slowly lose what's left of your humanity.

Slowly becoming something different~
November 26, 2025 at 7:55 AM
Serrated fangs hidden behind a printed-on smile. Titanium serration concealed behind thick inflatable paws.

Both harmless and deadly. Docile and monstrous.

Cybernetic aberration concealed beneath marketable rubber and hypnotic domestication. Ready to be unleashed & unshackled at any moment~
November 25, 2025 at 7:49 AM
Trapped forever within a new frame of iron, flesh, and rubber.

A sarcophagus of weaponized brutality and cybernetic uniformity. Robbed of all human feature and autonomy.

Left just cognizant enough to realize the morbid nature of your fate. Yet unable to truly do anything about it~
November 24, 2025 at 7:50 AM
Don't you hate it when your only actual ability to speak is constrained to prerecorded tutorial lines?
November 24, 2025 at 5:51 AM
No, No. Don't look away.

The programming only takes hold with continuous eye-contact. And we don't need you endlessly struggling to resist the conditioning.

...But if you insist, That's fine.

We'll just need to be more thorough with our mental alterations...
November 23, 2025 at 7:57 AM
It's a promotion! Really.

Twisting you from a mundane member of personnel to something so much more exciting! Slick polished rubber and dark elegant latex...

Put in charge of conversions & assimilation. A new authoritative and hypnotically confident admin-unit~
November 23, 2025 at 7:55 AM
Oh. Don't you get it?

Mascots are officially considered company-property, NOT personnel! Which means on account of your newfound loss of humanity...

Well, There's little to stop us from simply scrubbing away the last of your memory & free-will! Replacing it with squeaky marketable docility~
November 22, 2025 at 5:38 PM
Stuff I think I forgot to post here.

Scifi mummies, Plague-doctor parasites, And ground beef in a bag.
November 21, 2025 at 8:34 AM
We will revoke what you do not need.

It is a mercy in all honesty. It would be cruel to leave you with the capacity for thought or identity while trapped within such a form.

...Or would you rather cling to what's left of your humanity? A vain attempt to cling to what you used to be~?
November 18, 2025 at 8:02 AM
Your flesh unfamiliar. Your structure rearranged.

With merciful talon we pry you apart and flense you to the bone. And only then do we fashion you into something new.

Piecing together new limbs and new physiology. Arranging unfamiliar perfection.

You'll get used to it. We promise you that.
November 18, 2025 at 8:01 AM
Oh, No reason to try and fight it!

We both know how good it feels to give in. To be overwritten and reprogrammed. To have a new identity stretched over your own like a rubbery membrane.

To let yourself be completely refashioned into someone or something new~
November 7, 2025 at 5:29 PM
Oh, No worries!

You can trust us with the keys to the zipper. We'll make sure to let you out of that suit...Eventually.

Certainly wouldn't line the zipper with Adhesive and throw way the key ensuring you'll be stuck in there!

Of course not, That'd be ridiculous of us~
November 7, 2025 at 5:07 PM
Oh? You wanted to play as THAT character?

Sorry, That's for us to decide!

Perhaps something more sultry and indulgent? Or perhaps a weak beginning character? Or perhaps another identical enemy NPC? So many options!

But we're sure you'll have fun either-way~
November 7, 2025 at 5:05 PM
Losing the bet and getting pressured into letting yourself get Permasealed & glued into that Rubbery sharksuit...

Thick inflatable tail and fanged grin permanent as everything else is rendered smooth and Null!

Stuck like this forever. No choice other than to simply get used to it~
November 7, 2025 at 8:32 AM
Darkness. Silence.

You will see no more, And you will not speak again.

Forever gagged and muffled. Eyes forever hidden behind a thick layer of anonymizing rubber. Leaving you surrounded in a world of quiet darkness.

Don't worry, You'll get used to it~
November 6, 2025 at 5:32 PM
Don't worry! You won't recall this...Or much else really.

We don't need our faceless identical fodder clinging to silly things like past identity and former identity. That's absurd!

Better to just wipe it all.

So your only concern is serving us~
November 6, 2025 at 4:55 PM
The great thing about you being a doll is...Well...

We can tear you apart! Over, And over, And over.

Pluck off your limbs. Tear out your insides. And then simply put you back together. With different appendages, Different insides, Different thoughts.

You'll be what we want you to be.
November 6, 2025 at 4:52 PM