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LU&DD Table of Contents
Someone expressed a desire for a master list of the entire Lifting Up and Dumbing Down story series. As per that request, I present to you this table of contents. Enjoy! :D
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The Secret Drone Base
Part 8
Part 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 is here
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Ryanâs memory has been completely erased. He no longer remembers who he is, who he used to be, what kind of life he had, or what he did in his life. He no longer even knows what he is.
He is nothing. Just a body.
The system analyzed the errors that previously led to Ryanâs escape. It corrected them and has now done everything possible to ensure that it will never happen again.
Ryan no longer even has a human face â only a rubber shell through which he can feel only the smell of rubber. That smell is meant to constantly remind him of what he is now.
After the helmet is placed on Ryan and firmly secured, he stands straight and motionless in the center of the black metal room â like an obedient dog, like a mindless tool.
He does not think. He does not fear. He does not worry. There is nothing left for him to think about or worry about.
No fear!
No feelings!
No thoughts!
No desires!
Not even free will!
Perfect for an obedient soldier!
The voice says:
Proceed to the next phase of transformation.
Discharge!
Ryan is violently shocked with electricity across his entire body. Every cell in his body is pierced by the current.
It hurts him â but he does not understand what it is.
He has forgotten what pain is. He simply does not understand it.
Ryan remains standing straight and still.
Discharge!
The system shocks Ryan again.
Ryan feels the electricity, but he does not understand what it is.
To him, it even begins to feel pleasant.
Ryan starts to feel a strange stimulation from the electric shock.
He likes the way the electricity passes through his body, even though he does not understand what it is.
What was supposed to be punishment for his escape turns into a source of pleasure and stimulation for Ryan. He wants more.
Discharge!
Ryan is shocked again, even more powerfully. He continues to experience arousal and orgasm from this. The higher the voltage, the greater his orgasm and pleasure.
The shocks, combined with the sensation of tight, tight rubber all over his body and the smell of this rubber, give him a feeling of intense ecstasy. Ryan doesn't understand what it is, but he likes it and wants more and more.
The voice says:
Do you like this, Drone 077?
Ah⌠yes, sir! I want more, sir!
For that, you must be a good drone, Drone 077!
I⌠I will be good. I will be a good drone, sir!
Good boy!
Discharge!
Ryan is shocked again. The sensation grows stronger and stronger. He likes it, and for that feeling he is now ready to do anything.
The voice commands:
Kneel, Drone 077.
Yes, sir!
Ryan kneels down like an obedient dog in front of the large screen with the spiral.
Drone 077, look carefully at the screen and repeat after me!
Yes, sir!
Kneeling before the screen, Ryan stares directly into the center of the spiral without looking away. It affects his empty mind, uploading the drone protocol â a new identity â into Ryanâs consciousness.
Start upload process.
Upload startedâŚ
You are called: Drone 077!
I am called: Drone 077!
You are a drone!
I am a drone!
You are a machine!
I am a machine!
You are a weapon!
I am a weapon!
You are a soldier!
I am a soldier!
You obey!
I obey!
You do not resist!
I do not resist!
You submit!
I submit!
You exist to serve!
I exist to serve!
You follow all orders without question!
I follow all orders without question!
You are a good drone!
I am a good drone!
A good drone does not resist!
A good drone does not resist!
A good drone obeys!
A good drone obeys!
A good drone serves!
A good drone serves!
A good drone follow orders without question!
A good drone follow orders without question!
A good drone obeys the system!
A good drone obeys the system!
A good drone serves the system!
A good drone serves the system!
The system is your commander!
The system is my commander!
The commander is your master!
The commander is my master!
You must obey your master!
I must obey my master!
You must obey your master!
I must obey my master!
You must obey your master!
I must obey my master!
You obey your master!
I obey my master!
You obey your master!
I obey my master!
You obey your master!
I obey my master!
Your master is your commander!
My master is my commander!
Your commander is the system!
My commander is the system!
I am the system. You obey me!
I obey you, commander!
I am your commander. I am your master! You obey me!
You are my commander. You are my master! I obey you!
You serve me!
I serve you!
You follow all my orders!
I follow all your orders!
You are a drone!
I am a drone!
You are a mindless drone!
I am a mindless drone!
You are a machine!
I am a machine!
You are a soldier!
I am a soldier!
You are a weapon!
I am a weapon!
You are strength!
I am strength!
You have no free will!
I have no free will!
Only obedience!
Only obedience!
Only serve!
Only serve!
Only the system!
Only the system!
Good drone!
Protocol upload: 100%
Upload complete.
The upload of the protocol and the new identity into Ryanâs brain is complete.
The system gives him a command.
Drone 077, stand up!
Ryanâs voice has changed. It now sounds like the systemâs voice â rough, metallic, like a machine.
Yes, commander!
Ryan rises from his knees. He stands straight in front of the screen. His muscles slowly tense and swell. He stands obediently, waiting for orders.
The voice says:
Start Drone 077 inspection.
Drone 077. What are you?
I am Drone 077.
I am a drone.
I am a machine.
I am a weapon.
I am a soldier.
Whan is your purpose, Drone 077?
Drone 077 obeys.
Drone 077 serves.
Drone 077 does not think.
Drone 077 follows orders without question.
Who do you obey, Drone 077?
Drone 077 obeys the system.
Drone 077 obeys the commander.
Drone 077 obeys the system.
Drone 077 obeys the master.
Who do you serve, Drone 077?
Drone 077 serves the system.
Drone 077 serves the commander.
Drone 077 serves the system.
Drone 077 serves the master.
Good drone!
Drone 077 inspection complete!
Protocol functioning at 100%.
The system commands:
Drone 077, report!
Protocol loaded at 100%, commander.
Obedience: 100%, commander.
Resistance: 0%, commander.
Drone 077 obeys.
Drone 077 serves.
Drone 077 is ready to follow orders.
Drone 077 awaits orders, commander.
Confirmed!
Transformation of Drone 077 completed successfully.
Drone 077 is ready!
Ryan is ready. The drone protocol has been fully uploaded into his consciousness. Now he has a new identity â if it can even be called an identity.
The system commands:
Drone 077, proceed to the capsule and remain there until further orders.
Yes, commander!
Ryan salutes and obediently walks to the capsule.
Ryan enters the capsule and stands straight inside it. His body is secured in place by metal restraints within the capsule.
The helmet on his head continues to hypnotize him through the spiral screens in front of his eyes, while mantras repeat in his ears again and again.
Obey⌠Submit⌠Serve...
Obey⌠Submit⌠Serve...
Obey⌠Submit⌠Serve...
Inside the capsule, the system continues to shock Ryan with electricity. With each electric shock, Ryan feels intense sensations throughout his body. Because of this stimulation, he obeys and submits to the system even more, like an obedient dog.
He repeats the mantras louder and more energetically with his new rough, mechanical voice.
The constant smell of rubber always reminds him that he is a drone â a mindless machine.
Ryan no longer exists. There is no memory, no recollection â nothing left that could remind anyone of Ryan.
Now his body is a dense, bulletproof, fire-resistant rubber shell fused tightly to his skin. It has become his skin.
Ryan no longer has a face. Instead, there is a rubber shell covering his head, through which he constantly smells rubber.
He does not know who he once was. The only thing he knows is that he is a drone. He is a machine. He is a soldier. He is a weapon.
He exists to obey, to serve, and to follow orders without question.
He does not think. He does not dream. He has no free will. He is the property of the commander. He is the property of the system.
Now:
There is no fear.
There is no worry.
There is feelings.
Only obedience.
Only service.
Only rubber.
Only Drone 077.
Some time passes, and the capsule opens.
Drone 077 exits the capsule on the commanderâs order and obediently walks toward one of the soldiers.
He goes there to receive the mission that he will be assigned to carry out.
Drone 077, report.
Drone 077 activated.
Vital signs: normal.
Obedience: 100%.
Resistance: 0%.
Drone 077 obeys.
Drone 077 serves.
Drone 077 is ready to follow orders.
Drone 077 awaits orders.
After that, the details of the mission are uploaded into Drone 077âs mind, and he obediently departs to carry out the assignment.
The End?...
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Superman is exposed to Black kryptonite
I remember the cold.
Not the cold of the Arctic, where my Fortress once stood, but a deeper, more invasive chill. It seeped into my bones, bones that were supposed to be unbreakable. The chamber was a masterpiece of Kryptonian cruelty, a seamless, lead-lined sarcophagus designed by a mind that knew my weaknesses intimately. General Zodâs face, all sharp angles and pitiless conviction, was the last thing I saw before the hatch sealed with a hiss of finality.
Then came the dark. And the green glow. At first, it was the familiar, debilitating radiation of green kryptonite. My muscles turned to water, my vision swam with nausea, and every cell screamed in protest. I fought it. I clung to the memoriesâMaâs apple pie cooling on the windowsill in Smallville, Loisâs laugh, the weight of the world trusting me to be good. I held onto Clark Kent like a lifeline. For days, maybe weeksâtime lost all meaning in that hellish twilightâI resisted. I would not break.
But Zod was patient. A strategist. He knew that to break a symbol, you must first corrupt its core.
The green light faded, replaced by an even deeper darkness. This radiation didnât burn or sicken. It⌠whispered. This was black kryptonite. It didnât attack my body; it dissected my soul...The fight didnât end with a bang, but with a quiet, chilling acceptance.
The day the chamber opened, the light of Zodâs warship bridge was harsh and clinical. I stepped out, and I felt⌠powerful. Unburdened. The familiar blue and red of my suit was gone, replaced by a skin-tight sheath of ultra-glossy jet-black rubber with extreme mirror-like shine and intense specular highlights that reflected the bridge lights like polished obsidian. It was cold, tactical, intimidating. The symbol of the House of El was erased. In its place, embossed in a harsh, silver material, was the angular, brutalist âZâ of General Zod.
I stood before him, the man I once fought to the death. The cold air of the ship felt right. I felt my lips, once quick to smile in reassurance, twist into something new. A cruel, satisfied smile. I met his proud, expectant gaze.
âI serve the Kryptonian Empire,â I said... âAnd I serve you, General Zod.â Zodâs own smile was one of ultimate victory. He stepped closer, placing a hand on my armoured shoulder.
âThen take your rightful place at my side... from this moment on You are to be called The Dark Conqueror.â
I turned my gaze to the planet below. I saw no homes, no cities, no lives. I saw resources. I saw territory. I saw a project...I looked back at my General, my leader, and gave a single, sharp nod.
âYour will will be done. My Lordâ
The bridge crew watched in a mixture of awe and terror. The symbol of hope was gone. In its place stood the architect of their nightmare, clad in darkness, ready to begin.
I launched into the black, a dark comet streaking toward Metropolis, the first city that would learn the new order of things.
The age of Superman was over. The reign of the Dark Conqueror had begun.
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It always starts with a single drop.
Luca didnât expect it to feel like this⌠warm, thick, alive. The black latex touches his skin and immediately begins to spread, crawling across his chest like a living shadow. He inhales sharply as it tightens, clinging to him with an intensity that makes his entire body tense.
The room around him fades. All he can focus on is the sensation.
It pulls over his shoulders, down his arms, stretching between his fingers in long, glistening strands that drip and reconnect, refusing to break. The material shines under the cold industrial lights, reflecting his form in slick, distorted highlights. Every muscle becomes more defined, more pronounced, as the latex wraps tighter and tighter.
He tries to move, but the resistance only makes it more intoxicating.
The suit responds to him⌠or maybe it controls him. Each breath pushes against the glossy surface, each subtle shift sending ripples across his body like liquid glass. It feels like pressure and comfort all at once. Like being held. Like being claimed.
The scent of rubber fills the air, warm and heavy, grounding him deeper into the transformation. His hesitation melts away, replaced by something darker⌠something hungry.
And then he changes.
His stance becomes stronger, more deliberate. His gaze sharpens. The latex no longer feels foreign. It feels right. It enhances him, defines him, turns him into something sleek, powerful, and undeniably captivating.
Every movement now is smooth, controlled, almost hypnotic. The way the suit stretches and contracts with him makes it impossible to look away. Itâs not just a transformation⌠itâs a revelation.
You donât fight it.
You become it.
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