Rise of the Rubber Drones

Prologue

Boom! An explosion from Yvonna’s laboratory was the usual sign that one of her experiments had failed. The scientists who heard the noise simply shook their heads before continuing with their work. It had become so normal to them that none of them took it seriously. They knew the only thing hurt in the aftermath was Yvonna’s pride. However, none of the Pokemon in the research centre had any idea that this time things were drastically different.

The door to Yvonna’s lab swung open, as if someone shoved it open. A figure coated head-to-toe in monochrome rubber marched out of the room, its arms outstretched. Its face was completely blank and featureless, and it had the body shape of a Mew.

One assistant turned to the other after seeing this strange spectacle before them, more exasperated than shocked. "Well there she is. At least she's not stuck to the ceiling this time," an anthro Vulpix in a lab-coat, glasses, business-casual skirt, tights and high-heel sandals sighed.

"You wanna stay here and keep an eye on the doc while I get the solvent?" a male Emolga in a tiny lab coat asked.

The faceless Mew abruptly stopped walking, turning its head to look at the two. It then marched slowly over to them. Vulpix and Emolga both looked over at the approaching rubberized Yvonna, neither one of them showing any sort of concern. The Vulpix let out a sigh before forcing a smile on her face as she took a step forward.

“I suppose it’s back to the drawing board, huh, Dr. Alumina?” she inquired, reaching out to put a paw on the doctor’s shoulder. “Let’s get you cleaned….” She stopped talking when she felt something rubbery move between her paw-tips. She stared at the paw she put on Yvonna’s shoulder, her eyes widening in horror upon noticing it was covered in a goo-like substance. "What in th-Mmm...!"

The snowy-white fox Pokémon barely had time to utter a startled yelp before the rubbery goo spread over every inch of her body, sealing her mouth, nose, eyes ears and every other orifice and encasing her in a smooth featureless latex "skin," even her clothes disappearing beneath the form-fitting cocoon. Despite no longer being able to breathe, somehow, she felt as though she no longer needed to as the goo continued down her throat and filled her lungs and stomach, seemingly feeding her oxygen and nutrients internally.

She desperately wanted to flail in panic, to try and paw at her face in a futile attempt to peel the rubbery substance off her, but her limbs refused to move, as though she was frozen in soft squeaky concrete. She could do nothing but stand stiff as a board; blind, deaf, mute, and completely paralyzed. It was at this moment she realized in horror the same fate must have befallen her boss Dr. Yvonna...and with no way to warn the other assistants in the lab, others may fall prey to this parasitic gooey lab abomination as well.

Emolga was staring in sheer disbelief, his body quivering in fear. “Janet…?” he softly inquired, backing away slowly. “What is going on here…? Are you okay….?”

Janet held out her arms and moved towards Emolga, followed closely by Yvonna. Even though their walk speed was slow, the two of them still possessed a threatening presence.

The concern for his co-workers quickly turned to terror and the need for self-preservation as Emolga turned to run and hopefully find someone who could help undo this rubbery curse...but found his feet couldn't move. Looking down he saw to his horror that in his moment of hesitation, the rubbery thing that was once Dr. Yvonna had wrapped her tail around his ankles, trapping him and sealing his fate...literally. Barely an "Eep!" escaped his maw before it too was forced shut as his body was encased in the substance, its gooey tendrils forcing themselves deep into his mouth, nose and other places to fill every cavity in his body.


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