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Xedryk The Dragon
@xedryk.bsky.social
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🇻🇳 - 31 | Fluid | INTJ-A | NSFW 🔞❗Math teacher, amateur artist, now looking for a partner 😊.
Website and contact: https://xedryk.github.io/
#rubber #goo #latex #transformation #bondage #nsfw #furry #dragon #artist
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Xedryk The Dragon @xedryk.bsky.social · Sep 16
Hey everyone. My new stickerpack is ready here: t.me/addstickers/...
Feel free to spam them around 😊
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takahirosi.bsky.social
Happy new year 🎉

Taka's all geared up in his adventure outfit
ready for whatever naughty surprises 2026 throws his way...

goo monsters? rubber drones? dungeon master with toys? bring it on 😏
December 31, 2025 at 7:13 PM
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lexlogan.bsky.social
Having an old fashioned 🍸
January 4, 2026 at 4:04 AM
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rubberbuns.bsky.social
Royal footstool...
January 3, 2026 at 10:30 PM
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wuffpet.bsky.social
A straitjacket Sunday for the lion, just look how much fun he’s having in his favourite jacket!!! 🦁😈🐾
January 4, 2026 at 10:32 AM
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nearusenpai.bsky.social
A continuation of the Angel UB Suit idea I made, com'd by @caluskrelkner.bsky.social

Find bigger versions, and small written snippets over on FA, starting here: www.furaffinity.net/view/62597668
October 11, 2025 at 7:37 PM
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tyuwizard.bsky.social
描き納めで固め納め
December 31, 2025 at 2:25 AM
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louthefox.bsky.social
After walking across a patch of rubber grass on my way to the next town I got jumped by a weird looking Zoroark suit...

It grab to my knee and climbed up... It didn't stop until I was fully inside...

Don't go into the rubber grass, unless you want your levels taken by Team ZORO~ @blueboye.com
January 4, 2026 at 12:28 AM
xedryk.bsky.social
Layer by layer, you stripped away the rubber, each discarded suit forming a growing pile around you. With every layer you removed, you hoped—prayed—that the next would reveal your own skin. But hope dimmed as the layers kept coming, each one as smooth and impenetrable as the last.
The sound of squeaky rubber echoed in your ears as you stirred awake. Disoriented and groggy, you struggled to piece together your fragmented memories. The last thing you recalled was slipping into a sleek, werewolf-themed rubber suit for a Halloween party. It had fit like a second skin, snug and oddly comfortable, drawing admiring glances and nervous laughter from the crowd. But now, something was wrong. The rubber encasing your body squeaked loudly as you sat up, the material taut against every inch of your form. The suit felt different—tighter, more integrated. Your hands, encased in oversized wolf-like rubber paws, moved sluggishly. You looked down, eyes widening as you noticed something: a zipper, positioned unnervingly down the front of the suit. Relief flooded you. A zipper meant you could escape this strange encasement. With trembling paws, you grabbed the zipper tag and began to pull. The resistance was satisfying, a promise of freedom. But when the suit opened, revealing what lay beneath, your heart sank. Instead of your bare skin or the T-shirt you vaguely remembered wearing under the costume, there was... more rubber. A second layer, identical in texture and design, molded seamlessly to your body. Panic bubbled up as you fumbled with this new zipper, pulling it down with feverish determination. Another suit. And another. Layer by layer, you stripped away the rubber, each discarded suit forming a growing pile around you. The room reeked of latex, and the exertion left you breathless. With every layer you removed, you hoped—prayed—that the next would reveal your own skin. But hope dimmed as the layers kept coming, each one as smooth and impenetrable as the last. Finally, after what felt like hours, you unzipped what you thought must be the last suit. Instead of skin, your body was encased in a smooth, featureless white rubber layer. No seams, no zippers, no details—just a blank, shiny surface. Your hands were now mittens, your face a seamless curve without a mouth, eyes, or nostrils. You were a formless, rubberized mannequin, robbed of all individuality. You tried to scream but no sound came. Panic gave way to exhaustion as your rubberized form betrayed you, numbing your body and sapping your strength. You collapsed among the pile of discarded suits, unable to move, see, or feel. As you drifted into unconsciousness, a dreadful realization dawned on you. This wasn’t just a costume—it was a curse. And worse, the pile of werewolf suits around you lay waiting, ready to ensnare the next unsuspecting victim. When your roommate came home hours later, they were puzzled by the eerie silence and the strange sight of a heap of discarded rubber suits in the middle of the room. Intrigued, they picked one up, admiring its craftsmanship and the strange allure of the shiny material. “I wonder how this feels…” They stepped into the suit, tugging it on piece by piece. The moment the zipper closed, their fate was sealed. And the cycle began anew.
January 4, 2026 at 12:10 AM
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psychox.bsky.social
January 3, 2026 at 11:40 PM
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a-guy-somewhere.bsky.social
Nothing better to get you into the new year spirit than to endlessly torment a strapped guy's dick ✨
January 1, 2026 at 12:48 PM
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rubberbuns.bsky.social
Oh Rubber Nero can be so patronizing when toying with kings...
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Full pic -> www.furaffinity.net/view/61424877/
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I realized i never updated this one here...
Tomorrow the continuation!

Support at www.patreon.com/rubberbuns
January 1, 2026 at 8:52 PM
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markwulfgar.bsky.social
Page 5 for @drekhan.bsky.social
August 7, 2025 at 9:41 PM
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markwulfgar.bsky.social
TF Commission for @drekhan.bsky.social page 1-4 of 5
August 7, 2025 at 9:40 PM
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lukst98.bsky.social
Sharky kisses 1

Part 1 of a little sequence I drew up of what happens when an overeager rubber shark gets his hands on a doggo.
January 1, 2026 at 7:27 PM
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ausie.bsky.social
Don't worry, buddy! I'll let u out in an hour and u will be one of us

Comms for Halifaxghost1890 and jazzotter on FA
November 7, 2025 at 4:58 PM
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tiredcyrusad.bsky.social
It's not the lunar new year just yet, but can't hurt to have a nice horse statue ready for the year of the horse! Looks like Cy volunteered, and didn't quite realize what it was he signed up for! Ah well, that visor kept him from realizing how permanent the position is~
Cyrus, a red dragon, posed atop a podium in a mid run pose. A visor and gag is firmly stuck on his head by a head harness, keepign him nice and docile. His arms are posed by cuffs and straps dangling from the ceiling and his legs are posed from supports on a stand that says "2026: Red Horse Year". His penis is safely tucked away in a steel chastity cage. There is a glue lined horse dildo on a pole off to the side, and glue filled hoof boots and gloves made of red latex laying on the podium beneath him. His eyes are filled with red and yellow hypno spirals beneath the visor's red and black spirals. The pole has been installed with the dildo shoved permanently into Cyrus's hole, and a red latex suit has been slipped over him. The glue inside the suit leaves it permanently stuck on him, with only his head, hands, and paws left to cover. The hoof boots and hoof gloves have been slipped on over the suit and his large tail has been slipped into a latex horse tail sleeve. A heat laser seals the suit to the gloves and boots, leaving the glue inside permanently clinging to his skin with no way out of the suit. His spiral filled eyes stare placidly ahead as the ball gag has been removed. A large, black, latex dragon claw steadily pushes a blank faced horse mask over his head, which includes a large, black cock gag steadily entering his maw and throat with no resistance from Cyrus. Cyrus has been completely, permanently sealed inside the suit now. A matte black head harness has been slipped over his new horse mask, his neck is now contained in a matte black posture collar, and a black harness covers part of his torso and connecks to cuffs around his waist above his bulge and on to cuffs onhis upper thighs. He also has matching cuffs on his upper arms, wrists, and ankles. The dragon has been fully converted into a lovely latex horse statue to celebrate the year of the red horse!
January 1, 2026 at 6:31 AM
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wuffpet.bsky.social
Happy New Year Everyone!!!
🦌🍑❤️🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉
Happy Nude Deer Everyone!!!
December 31, 2025 at 7:15 PM
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urbananomaly.bsky.social
Let's kick off the new year with some big hare stompers. Begrudgingly put on show for you by @/shibebun.bsky.social boi Graff.

#Furry #Furryart #Paws
January 1, 2026 at 10:26 AM
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justfef.bsky.social
Finished commission for Jay_Phoenix on FA.
#furryart
December 31, 2025 at 9:52 PM
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chaunceysbrew.bsky.social
Nothing like a good cigar before New Year's that toonifes you and gives you full-on birdbrain (thinking is overrated)!

🎨: @bigbadnickwolf.bsky.social
January 1, 2026 at 1:00 AM
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hexblue.bsky.social
IMPORTANT!
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SEXUAL-POINTS!
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BAD ENDS!
January 1, 2026 at 4:11 AM
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shinywark.bsky.social
Saw a bunch of people posting theirs, so I thought I'd share my art overview for the year. Thanks a ton for all the support, and here's to another year of art with everyone ;w; ❤️

Do let me know which art of mine has been your favorite this year! ❤️
January 1, 2026 at 2:21 AM
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shinywark.bsky.social
Commission for Decaf
January 1, 2026 at 1:51 AM
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crinklewark.bsky.social
Commission for Decaf
January 1, 2026 at 2:11 AM
xedryk.bsky.social
The bullhead groaned, his voice muffled by the tube filling his mouth. His muscles tensed against the bindings, but the rubber held firm. Every futile movement triggered another pulse from the base, another jolt of electric pleasure that pushed him closer to the edge without ever letting him fall.
A rubber blindfold wrapped tightly around his head, sealing off any hope of sight. His mouth was held open, forcibly connected to a long rubber tube that snaked upwards, ending at the urinals on the floors above. The waste of patrons from the bustling establishment above trickled down the pipe, entering his mouth in a never-ending stream, keeping him hydrated in the most dehumanizing way possible. Every inch of his furred body was encased in skin-tight rubber, which gleamed under the lights, highlighting the bulge of his muscles and his most sensitive spots. His nipples, swollen and aching, were pierced by rubber tubes that connected to a metallic base below his groin. The base served as the control center for his torment. A separate tube drained his bladder, recycling his fluids back into the system in a perverse, endless cycle. The cruelest detail was the null bulge—a featureless, rubber prison that compressed his penis and testicles into a round, unnatural shape, denying him any form of release. Trapped within, his manhood was teased relentlessly but never allowed to satisfy the growing ache. The thick, vibrating rubber dildo lodged deep inside his anus was the final indignity. Connected to the same base, it pulsed rhythmically, sending waves of stimulation through his body. The vibrations were carefully calibrated—enough to keep him perpetually aroused, but never enough to grant the mercy of climax. He was trapped in a constant state of unbearable desire, his body a vessel for torment, his arousal a weapon turned against him. He had been suspended in this torturous limbo for what felt like an eternity—days, weeks, perhaps even longer. Time had lost all meaning in the dark, twisted cell. The only constant was the endless cycle of humiliation and frustration. The clock, mounted on the far wall, ticked away. A countdown to something—freedom, maybe. But deep down, he knew the truth. When that timer reached zero, nothing would change. No one would come for him. No one would care. He was forgotten, discarded in the basement of a sadistic criminal's lair. The rubber casing around him began to expand, ever so slowly. It was barely perceptible at first, but with each passing hour, his body swelled inside the material. The boss had referred to him as a "biological filter," but it was clear this was more than that. It was a living prison—designed to grow with him, tightening its grip, ensuring his eternal confinement. His world had shrunk to a few sensations: the steady rhythm of the dildo pressing deeper into him, the constant trickle of waste down his throat, and the endless teasing of his trapped manhood. His thoughts blurred into a haze of torment and longing, his once mighty will eroded by the ceaseless assault on his senses. But the bullhead already knew the truth. There was no place for him anymore. Only the slow, agonizing realization that he was nothing more than a forgotten object of torment, forever trapped in the dark basement, a living fixture to be used and discarded.
January 1, 2026 at 1:46 AM