Tight Rescue (Patreon)

Ah yes, the Rescue Force. UFDA’s prime defense team against the looming threat of megadisasters caused by ancient powers. If it wasn’t for them, the great evil would devastate the planet and killed off 99.9 percent of mankind.

With such a reputation, no wonder many toy companies want to make contracts with them. Products will surely sell like crazy, like cheap gas during an energy crisis. Some companies still have the ethical consideration of putting the heroes’ names and themes as their own. Others, especially those that are secretly a front to spread darkness, are not so considerate.

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Hikaru woke up gasping. He couldn’t breathe. His eyes were watery and all he could think of at that moment was to get air.

Either the air is scarce or something was in the way of his air path because R1 of the Rescue Force team couldn’t feel relieved. Whatever that was he couldn’t see it. His vision was blocked by a thick yet semitransparent material.

“What is this, rubber?” groaned Hikaru as he tried to fight the bondage. Unfortunately, he was stuck in place, trapped in a kinky hogtie position. Worse, he was in it while standing and presumably to be displayed. “Hey, let me go!”

Hikaru gulped when he got no response. He tried to think this rationally. What happened? How did he get there? The team leader closed his eyes inside his R1 helmet and remembered.

There was a joint mission between the Rescue Force and Fire teams. The Youth Olympics event in Japan was targeted by a new evil organization.

Hikaru grunted. He couldn’t remember the name of his enemy. Were they related to Neo Terror or something else? What else he could remember?

There was panic. People scrambled out of the stadium as a fire monster struck a hockey game. The heroes gave chase.

Hikaru remembered his Rescue Breaker drill weapon and the way he used it to strike the flaming creature. He got it by surprise, so the team leader didn’t waste time to convert the arsenal into its ax mode. Double strikes cut through the monster’s front side. He could recall its roar as it tumbled backward.

Then… Then what? Hikaru jogged his mind, first with the excitement of continuing the story of victory, but later with frustration as he couldn’t remember more of the mission. What happened to his friends? What happened to the other team? If his hand was free, he would’ve punched something.

But he couldn’t. In fact, Hikaru couldn’t do anything besides fruitlessly trying to move his arm. All he got were the weird squeaky noises all around. It was as if Rescue Force R1 was trapped inside a big balloon.

Hikaru flinched. The grating rubber noises made him cringe. He needed to close one of his eyes to hold off the sensation. “Calm yourself, Hikaru. There must be another way out of here…”

Then, his situation just got worse.

He could hear someone shouting. It was too far away and the words said were inaudible. Hikaru responded. “Hey… Hey! Over here!”

His attempt to scream was pathetic. The lack of fresh air made him gasp out of reflex. He fought the agitation to make attention to himself. From behind the semitransparent rubber cocoon, R1 could see some details of his location. Not much though, only slightly-metallic walls and some pink pillars. Everything else was blurry beyond recognition.

Hikaru fought and fought. He pulled his arms and legs as hard as he could. He must unbind them to escape or at least be heard by someone. Even as he coughed due to the lack of breathable air, he continued to struggle. His groans slowly turned to moans as even a Rescue Force hero wasn’t powerful enough to break free.

His eyes blurred. He wasn’t sure that there were more pink pillars before him than before or it was simply a case of his mind playing tricks on him. In either case, Hikaru Todoroki slowly lost his consciousness.

Hikaru awoken again, breathless. Out of automatic bodily response, he violently wrestled with his rubbery cocoon until it was clear that his try was useless. With his breaths sharp and shallow, he reassessed his circumstances and accepted the hopefully-temporary defeat.

Still partly blinded by the weird squeaky material that seemingly enveloped his entire armored form, Rescue Force R1 focus his mind to find an alternative solution. Hikaru clicked his tongue as an idea manifested. “Perhaps I can transform into my R1 Max form. The energy will rip whatever this thing that’s holding me!” explained the the hero to himself.

The interior of his helmet was hot. Hikaru was sweating profusely. The perspiration trickled on his face. Some also got into his eyes and gave that ghastly twinge. Moreover, he could smell his body odor now. He gulped again. Hikaru couldn’t wait to get back to the base and take a bath. He would immediately remove his sweaty uniform of today and threw it into the laundry bin. But for now, he was forced to smell the pungent scent of expiration.

His mind wandered a bit into the sweaty realm just now, but now he’s back. Hikaru’s focus returned to his plan. Using the R1 Max morphing sequence energy, he should be able to get out of that prison. “Yosh, let’s go then. Max Up!”

He felt like his body was being squeezed for every drop of his Rescue Force power. Hikaru screamed in an insufferable pain. His form arched out. His muscles cramped and coiled up. His mind got bombarded by the penetrating unholy squeaks of the rubbery prison that suffocated him.

Everything that he did to fight off the sensation. All the squirming and writhing and whimpering only made it worse. In his mind, Hikaru Todoroki could see the state he was in. He was trapped in a robust yet elastic pink ball of bondage, with himself made to follow the curvature by the hogtie-bound arms and legs behind. The front side of the massive bubblegum protruded with the features of his R1 costume. His helmet bulged out, but was unable to pierce through the rubbery surface. Thus, the Rescue Force hero was still held captive inside the fetid jail.

His form was not that of the regular R1 suit, but instead already transformed into the formidable silvery R1 Max. “But why I can’t feel the power… I am still weak…” panted the weakening hero. Even his powered-up mode was no use against this diabolical pitfall.

“Because a toy doesn’t need power to do his part,” growled the ominous voice from outside.

The jittery Hikaru looked around in his limitations for the source, but it seemingly coming from everywhere at once. “Who… Who are you?! Show yourself!”

“That’s not a good way to talk to your toymaker,” replied the voice. Somehow, the word “toymaker” drilled deep into Hikaru’s mind, momentarily paralyzing him.
“What have you done to me? Where are my friends?!”

“Don’t worry, little toy. I won’t have you without your friends. All of you are part of one collection anyway.”

Hikaru grunted emotionally. “Toy? Collection? You’re messing with the wrong people, Buddy. We heroes will take down your operation like all the evil organizations before. The only toy that you will play with will be your own-”

“My toy,” said the voice reverberatingly. R1 Max winced at the words. He could feel a warm sensation flowing from his stomach and legs before concentrating in the middle. Hikaru gasped at the uncontrolled sensation.

The hero desperately tried to fend off the invading aura. “No… No!”

He was in despair. He didn’t know why, but his brain was being flooded by all of these negative thoughts. Haiku began to doubt himself as the team leader. Wasn’t he the sole reason his teammates failed in beating this evil? Hikaru whined.

Then, he heard something else. A commotion in the corner, far from his eye sight. He saw someone tumbling in front of him before someone else stabbed a sword right into the chest. There was an eerie monstrous shriek before that thing dissipated into ash.

“R1! Come in, R1!” shouted a feminine voice as Hikaru could see more people coming. His view was still obstructed by that damn rubber, but he could see their outlines.

“R3? R4?” asked Hikaru sheepishly.

“Gotcha!” replied R3 with relief. “We’re gonna get you outta here! Hang on!”

The heroines backed up and prepared their weapons. R1 Max felt flashes of warmth as the laser pistols broke through his rubber cocoon. The depleted hero slumped into the metallic floor.

“Hey, you’re still good, right?” asked the concerned R4. Hikaru replied with a simple nod. “Okay, we have to get out of here.”

The Rescue Force girls put Hikaru’s arms over their shoulder to support him. The team leader was visibly in a worse condition than his friends, but he still cared for them. “Where… Where are Kyosuke? Eiji?”

“You’re looking at them,” replied Juri as R4 while looking at the two pink pillars made of rubber.

At first Hikaru was confused, but then he took a closer look at the diabolical objects. If his friends didn’t save him, he would ended up like R2 and R5 that were imprisoned inside those rubbery pylons. They could only make little shifting movements with their constricted helmets. Worse, their helmet visor glasses were gone and the pink latex traced their asphixiated faces.

“That can’t be…”

“We can save them later. But for now, we gotta go back to the base unless we want the whole team to join R2 and R5!” blurted Rei as R3.

Hikaru cursed, but then nodded. There was no possibility of winning this battle with his current condition. The transformation to the R1 Max mode didn’t help a thing.

The trio left the torture room. The girls were as confused as Hikaru. “Where are we going?”

“Your guess is as good as mine, Captain,” answered Rei as she was frustrated by the lack of directional cues in that alien corridor. The place was basically a maze. She then decided, “This way’s good.”

It wasn’t good. Black latex figures suddenly appeared at the other end of the hallway. Some of them were distinctly female with mature breasts and fitting waist. The others were male with disproportionate bulges. They didn’t have a face, only round opening as a mouth that kept on oozing some kind of alien goop. With those mouths, they yelped as they rushed to get the heroes.

“Run!” ordered Rei as the trio took a turn to the right. The echoing wails of the coming latex minions were getting closer and closer no matter how fast they tried to run. “Fuck this!”

R3 grabbed Hikaru while kneeling before putting the weakened team captain like a piece of log on her shoulder.

“Woah, Rei-chan, you’re so strong!” commented the amazed Juri as they continued their run, this time even faster.

“Why don’t you focus on firing something at those freaks!” groaned Rei.

“Got it!” R4 fired her handgun at the coming latex minions. It zapped them for a while, but then they ran at the heroes again. “Not come any closer!”

As if learning from previous attacks, the latex fabric now made the laser strikes bounce off it and wreck the surrounding corridor walls. “That can’t be! This way!” grunted the enraged Rei as she led the team taking another turn left.

Once they took a few steps into the room, they realized that something was very wrong. “You gotta be kidding me…,” grumbled R3.

It was the same torture chamber they escaped before! Even the two converted Rescue Heroes were still there in their pink pillar prisons. Like before, only minuscule movements could be seen as the defeated warriors tried in desperation to escape the inescapable cocoon.

Hikaru was dumbfounded. “This is impossible. We took different turns. There’s no way-”

“They are playing games with us!” shouted the angry Rei.

“We have to go back- Oh, no!” R4 found out that the chasing latex figures had stood on the room’s entrance. Now that the heroes were cornered, they took their time to tease their next prey. “Stand back, I’m warning you!”

The five humanoid creatures spread out in an attempt to intimidate the Rescue Force team. Seeing through their strategy, the heroes took steps back to prevent encirclement. But that brought them closer and closer to their imprisoned teammates.

Hikaru and the others were surprised when the chamber’s tiles lit up. Then random patterns were made when individual tiles lit up and dim down. Where the lights disappeared, glass-enclosed metal tubes descended from the ceiling to trap whoever was in the spot.

“Move, move!” ordered R3 as the trio rushed back.

It was too late for Juri. The floor beneath R4 dimmed down. Before she knew where the shrieking metallic noises were coming from, the glass cylinder came crashing down. “No, help me, Rei-chan!”

“Juri-chan!” yelled R3, but she got her own problem as the floor beneath her bulged out. Rei lost her footing and tumbled backward with Hikaru.

The bottom metallic ring clamped Juri’s ankles with thick shackles. Then small hoses began to pull the gigantic pink condom to wrap her. The moment it touched her armored Rescue Force costume, the substance solidified into latex. From her boots up, R4 was being cocooned. He realized the ugly truth when she noticed the waiting latex figures. “No, no, no, I don’t wanna be like them!”

R4 readied her handgun, but a strange magnetic force robbed her of it. The weapon flung to the surrounding glass before getting pulled up into the biological hole in the ceiling. From that same hole, a flood of similarly-colored sludge poured in.

Juri screamed before her voice was muffled by the thickening goop. The heroine tried to free her helmet from the cursed material with her hands, but they ended up stuck in the same imprisonment. Her movements became deadened. Her struggles became congested. The spray reached her waist, then her flat breasts, then her neck.

Rei saw the horrible transformation of her best friend into a latex figure. Juri’s costume and helmet details became engulfed by the thick latex cocoon, but that wasn’t all the predicament she was trapped in. R4’s fingers were all trapped inside a bubble glove, completely unable to grab anything. Her boots were transformed into sexy high-heels. An additional layer of black latex added long gloves, a bikini, and a thong to give the girl the final humiliation. Her helmet became a singular globe. Juri’s pleas for help became completely incomprehensible.

“Didn’t I tell you that the Rescue Force team is part of a complete collection?” asked the ominous voice that came from everywhere. “It would be a shame to lose f you today.”

“Not today!” Hikaru focused his strength. Coalescing energy he summoned manifested into the Rescue Breaker drill weapon. The team captain reached the armament.

But a glass wall blocked him. The weapon dropped dismissively on the metallic floor with a clank. “No!”

Hikaru was too late. The same glass cylinder that imprisoned Juri had descended on him and Rei. The two got shocked by electrocution as the diabolical mechanisms forced them to stand back up for processing.

R3 didn’t give up. She punched the glass material over and over again. Unlucky for her, all she got was the piercing echo that made her further attempt impossible.

The shackles came in. Hikaru and Rei immediately felt powerlessness. It seemed that the locks were able to drain their powers. “Emergency, this is an emergency!” called Hikaru for assistance through his communicator as he was left with no other options.

Even that option was out of reach for them. Hikaru heard only static as the response. No help was coming for them. “I’m sorry… I have failed you guys… I have failed as your captain…” sobbed Hikaru Todoroki remorsefully.

Rei too felt that everything was pointless now. She and Hikaru were going to be imprisoned inside giant form-fitting condoms. “I’m sorry too… I wasn’t strong enough… I wasn’t good enough…”

“All of us were not worthy to be heroes…,” muttered R1 Max as his last words before the snuggly latex prison isolated him from the world.

“All of us are a bunch of losers…,” repeated R3 with the same message of surrender as she also got imprisoned.

Bolts of lightning struck the three heroes’ helmets from the ceiling of their cylinders. The cocoons jerked. The ominous voice laughed at the pathetic end of the Rescue Force team. “With a little shock to the head, none of you will remember who you are. All of you will only remember your true life as a toy!”

Another magnetic pull ripped Hikaru, Juri, and Rei’s helmet visor. The suffocating pink latex came in to hug their screaming faces. Their mouths opened up into the same round hole as the other latex slaves. The black latex was added to form a bikini and thong for R3 and a G-string for R1 Max with their logo on it. The new master didn’t forget in adding the sensual long gloves to decimate their heroic spirit.

Once the corruption process was done, the new Rescue Force sex toy collection was ready. The figures went into giant boxes and surrendered themselves to be wrapped inside as rare collectible items for adults. A special hole in the case’s back enabled anyone who was interested to test Eiji, Kyosuke, Juri, Rei, or Hikaru moaned arousingly.