[A/GM4A] Chastity-Drone Apocalypse.

Date: >!20XX!<

Location: >!Neo Athens. !<

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His heavy exhales were flushed out by the drowning deluge drenching the city all around. Mix in the harsh stomping of boots, surging into puddles and uneven pavement as >!Jacob Rafford !<tried to keep his pace up. The sweat running down his cheeks were quickly washed away by the rain, as quickly as the sweat traced down.

The city was alive.

Always .

Always ignoring itself, too.

No one baited an eye, at the scared, running man, stumbling over himself as he raced down an alley way; nor did they bother to look at the three>! Chasti-Drones!< calming approaching the man, their silver face plates still glimmering in the rain. Each Chasti-Drone wore dark heeled boots, and clad in the same military uniform. Holsters shelved weapons, a belt around the waist had multiple tools, some carried bags on their back, others did not. Some had skirts, instead of pants-but all shared the same silver mask, and the pink cock cage always on display.

Each turned down the alley, and one pulled a weapon from their thigh holster. With a single shot, and electric bullet flung through the air-striking Jacob in the back of his right leg and the dirty blonde dropped into a puddle groaning and shouting.

Closing around him, they flipped him over. His eyes widen with horror.

"No...! You can't do this-!"

!Jacob Rafford You are under arrest- as determined by ChastiCorp.!<

One spoke, with the electronic-feminine voice every drone adopted- they all varied slightly, but the same program was used.

!Resistance with result in equal counter measures. !<

A second warned, as the third pulled from a pouch on her belt. The same pink metallic cage was pulled out- unlocked and ready. Jacob tried to get up, only to be shoved back to the ground. The second Chasti-Drone turned on her heel and dropped- her ass smushing his face against the cold, wet ground- as the first drone went to undo his pants.

"Nooooooo!" a muffled cried let out...

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Hello!

A cyberpunk inspired, dystopian world prompt ahead, mixed with some fun lewd-chastity based drones, with the almost terminator-level element to these femboys, the world is a much harsher place now! Our tale takes place in a City known as '>!Neo Athens'!<. Like most cyberpunk cities, towers reach far into the clouds, casting shadows over the middle to lower classes., Corporations control much, and have power in all elements. While gangs and other sorts of cliques exist within Neo Athens, the story's main antagonist is a 'Security Corpo.: '>!ChastiCorp' !<

-Found by >!Morgan Browman,!< 'ChastiCorp' promised a new means of security around the city, and looking to promote it across the country. A private security force, under the direct command of Browman caused initial uproar and caution; through bribing and working the courts, her security force was allowed to remain. The ethics of such, were still a topic of debate:

the use of criminals, altered into the ideal solider. Through means of a special device attached to a man's privates, nano-bots flooded their system and calmed any ill thoughts and made them obedient to Browman. These men were effectively, reformed in her mind. Thus, altering their appearance to fit her standards- the full face helmet with a silver screen so reflective, no one could see who was under, mixed with the dark military uniform over their body, say expect their crotch. Such allowed a cut out, for their manhoods to be on display- in her state of the art chastity cages- the device that took them over. Each pink and material. Heeled boots, too.

Many people noted, that each Chasti-drone also had wider hips, breasts and larger backsides. No one outside the Corpo knew if there was cosmetic changes, or actual body changes.

Through further pushing and back handed methods, Her force was permitted special rights, some over that of local police. In a few years, the police basically became hers to use, as well. From there, Browman started to collect people who were not as intense in their crimes, to become her drones. Crime was going down, and no one doubted her results.

In other words, her security force turned private and local police, are drone femboys all controlled by cages around their cocks.

So, what I am looking for:

• A partner interested in a cyberpunk inspired world. Ideally, such a partner would be okay writing multiple characters. Some Chasti-drones, and others. I do not care who you are behind the screen.
• Ideally, I would also write multiple characters, and kinda GM. (Such duties can be shared, of course.) I'm thinking of some sort of spy, who has to join the Chasti-Drones, in the attempt to bring Morgan Browman down.
• Together we can world build and expand these general ideas in this prompt further.

Kinks and Likes I'd like included:

• Femdom. Chastity (Cages, not belts.) Orgasm Control/Denial/Prolonged Denial. CBT/Ballbusting. Forced Feminization. Forced cross dressing. Humblers. Heels. Face-sitting/Smothering.
• Bullying: Wedgies. Spitting (in areas like privates and down one's butt crack.
• Transformation:
  • Male to Femboy Drone
  • Possible Women to Futa.
• Cyberpunk world, and elements. Futuristic, and futuristic retro tech. Military uniforms and gear.
• Open to more!

Limits/Hard-No's:

• Males in Dominant positions/power. Pregnancy. Castration. 1st Person Writing. Bathroom related kinks. Diapers. Bad body smells. Unwashed body parts. Puke. Fisting of any sort. Anal beads.

If this sounds interesting and makes any sense, let's get in touch! Ideally, PM's- even though Reddit says they are getting rid of them. I kinda hate the chat system here. Thanks for reading!