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Hypnovember 2023 Day 11: On Display

Written by: TiranMaster

Commissioned by: Justacritic

Mr. Twister bounded away from The Cetacean with an almost cartoonish boing-ing sound, the donkey's face pulled into a delighted grin. "Come now, big guy, is that all you have?" he chuckled, his rubber body easily negating any damage the orca hero might be able to inflict upon him.

"Still yourself, little villain, and I will show you what I am truly capable of!" The Cetacean let out a shrill noise that bounced off of the walls of the factory, momentarily causing Mr. Twister to flinch at the noise. It was exceptionally loud, and it might be capable of knocking other villains unconscious. Too bad for the orca hero that with his rubber body, Mr. Twister was capable of dampening the noise to more bearable levels. When the donkey didn't immediately fall over, the orca's eyes grew angrier as he took another swing at the villain.

This time Mr. Twister didn't just step back, instead he twisted around the orca with a snap of his springy body. "Now, now, mister orca, why don't we play a different game?" he asked, giggling to himself as The Cetacean tried to readjust his position. "I recently made an adjustment to my body, one that allows me to secrete a special solution of my own making!"

Once more The Cetacean gave a mean left hook, this one managing to bounce Mr. Twister back into a wall. Thankfully, the rubber donkey's body once more nullified any damage, he just gave a lackadaisical smile as the orca hero started marching towards him once more. "Your games will end here, Twister! I am not in the mood for your games, there are other villains that need stopping, you are nothing more than a fool!"

"Please, Cetacean, can't we just have an amicable conversation for once?" the donkey asked, and then he whipped out a hand. The motion at first looked like an attack, one that The Cetacean started to lean away from. What the orca didn't expect as the liquid that sprayed over him, the special solution immediately being soaked into his flash.

For a brief moment the orca's expression grew panicked, and then it froze that way leaving Mr. Twister looking at a frozen hero. "Oh ho, it looks like it works just as planned," the rubber villain cackled, stepping away from the wall to look over his new prize. "Are you awake in there, hero?" he asked, waving his hand in front of the orca's face. There was no response, the solution was working exactly as planned, and the donkey villain was left with a completely still superhero. "Well then... I think we need to make some plans, The Cetacean, why don't you take a walk with me?"

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For the superhero, everything moved around him in super speed, he was forced to watch the world move around him so quickly. For Mr. Twister, he was capable of carrying around the orca hero with no issue as The Cetacean for all intents and purposes had no control over his body. For the rubber villain, it was a dream come true, able to play with the handsome hero's body like a poseable toy. He positioned the orca in several positions, cackling to himself as he played with the hero's body, feeling the muscles all over his impressively large physique.

The Cetacean's body was posed with his arms flexed behind his back, staring forward, his expression set into a handsome smirk. His heroic outfit had been stripped away, leaving the orca in a one piece speedo that barely contained his impressive manhood. Of course, Mr. Twister had to play around with that, stroking it, nuzzling it, giggling as it didn't move an inch. Even the orca's arousal was prolonged, the donkey pondered what would happen when the solution wore off... a problem for later.

Using his rubber hands, Mr. Twister was able to disconnect them and pose the orca with his hands groping his body in several different ways, over his nipples, often one of them groping his manhood. The donkey took a few selfies with the captured hero, grinning maliciously as the hero continued to stare forward with no reaction to anything being done to him. All of this happened for three days with no response from the hero much to Mr. Twister's own surprise, he hadn't gotten to test his new concoction on anyone to this point, so he was very impressed that it lasted so long.

Slowly over the three days, the donkey did notice that the hero's cock was ever so slowly engorging, it was an incredibly slow process, one that must have been wreaking havoc on The Cetacean's mind. "Hope you're enjoying this as much as I am, ya big lug," he chuckled, giving the hero a big smooch on the cheek before going about his daily duties. On the third day, the orca had been modeled leaning backwards on his feet and his shoulders, his body being used as a table as his erection was standing at attention between his massive thighs.

Mr. Twister had his legs up on the orca's muscled torso, sketching out some plans in a notebook as he felt a slight change in the hero's posture. Up to that point, The Cetacean had been rigid as a plastic figure, unmoving in any real noticeable way. Suddenly though, his body had a bit more give than earlier, and the orca's mouth slowly opened before he let out a long growing moan. His cock, still contained in its thong, snapped upright with a painful jerk before the speedo gave up and ripped off. The rubber donkey watched on with an impressed glimmer in his eye as the hero let out a huge orgasm, one that shot several ribbons across the floor of his hideout.

The villain knew he should be a bit worried, after all, it was clear the compound had worn out. Something he noticed though was that the hero didn't let go of his pose, he still stood in the extremely awkward position, but now his expression was moving in one of sheer relief. The orca panted and moaned, the series of orgasms slowly ebbing as he let out heaving pants. His expression grew blank as he stayed there, breathing in slow motion, but otherwise making no moves against the villain. "Well then... that was dramatic," Mr. Twister said aloud, expecting some sort of response from the hero.

Standing up and leaning over to look at the orca's face, he saw that The Cetacean's gaze was blank, his expression otherwise relaxed and lost. "It appears that all of our time together has tempered you a little bit, hasn't it, my handsome piece of art?" The donkey giggled to himself as he rubbed his hands together, new ideas coming to his mind as he thought about what to do next. He thought it might be interesting to pose a new statue in a local museum and wait to see if anyone noticed the new nude hero model standing there, painted to look like a statue. That would be delectable fun... especially as the hero seemed quite obedient to his whims now, for how long, he wasn't sure. What the villain did know was that he was going to make the most of this time until The Cetacean came back to his wits, but for now he would continue using him as a handsome coffee table.