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Dont worry he'll fit right in just like the others~ <3

Story:

In the quiet solitude of an empty street, a man wandered aimlessly. The street was lined with a mixture of modern and historic buildings, each holding secrets of their own. As he walked, his gaze was drawn to a building on his right – its exterior adorned with vibrant banners showcasing characters from various video games. A sign above the entrance declared, "Video Game Art Gallery." Intrigued by the prospect of a unique experience, the man stepped inside. To his surprise, he found himself the sole visitor in the expansive gallery. There were no staff members or visitors in sight, giving the place an almost mysterious air. He wandered through the rows of captivating artworks that celebrated his favorite video games, each piece an embodiment of nostalgia and creativity. While exploring, his attention was captivated by an imposing xenomorph egg prop. A sign next to it sternly warned, "Do Not Touch." Despite the warning, the man was curios so he touched and grazed the surface of the egg, a thrill coursing through him as he defied the prohibition. In an instant, the egg seemed to react to his touch. Jet-black latex erupted from the egg and swiftly engulfed the man's hand. He gasped as the latex spread across his skin, rapidly consuming his clothing and inching its way into his very being. It was a strange sensation. The man felt his body undergoing a transformation. The latex fused with his skin, forming an intricate network of tubes, claws, and appendages that reshaped him into a Xenomorph. He felt the weight of the latex dragging him down, and he realized with a sense of dread that he wasn't just becoming a Xenomorph – he was becoming a latex statue of the alien. As the transformation completed, the man now a statue found himself locked into a rigid pose, his senses intact but his ability to move or speak completely eradicated. He could hear himself only if he imagined being gagged, and he could see and hear the world around him, trapped within his latex prison. 5 minutes passed in this bizarre state until a woman entered the room. She was the owner of the gallery, her presence both intriguing and unnerving. She studied the latex Xenomorph statue with a mixture of satisfaction and a grin. Drawing closer, she began to speak softly, revealing her role in this extraordinary transformation. The owner confessed that she had orchestrated the event, placing the latex ooze on the egg to create a one-of-a-kind exhibit for the gallery. She marveled at the culmination of her endeavor – the man transformed into a unique and immortal work of art. She explained that he would endure throughout time, untouched by decay or the passage of years. With her explanation concluded, the owner gently moved the latex statue to a specially designed enclosure. The setting was a meticulously crafted backdrop of a spaceship hallway, enhancing the immersive experience of the artwork. A smile of satisfaction graced her lips as she stepped back, leaving the transformed man to his eternal existence as an art piece. And so, within the confines of his latex form, the man now a statue could only watch as people come and go, taking pictures of him not realizing that the statue used to be man.

Description
Dont worry he'll fit right in just like the others~ <3

Story:

In the quiet solitude of an empty street, a man wandered aimlessly. The street was lined with a mixture of modern and historic buildings, each holding secrets of their own. As he walked, his gaze was drawn to a building on his right – its exterior adorned with vibrant banners showcasing characters from various video games. A sign above the entrance declared, "Video Game Art Gallery." Intrigued by the prospect of a unique experience, the man stepped inside. To his surprise, he found himself the sole visitor in the expansive gallery. There were no staff members or visitors in sight, giving the place an almost mysterious air. He wandered through the rows of captivating artworks that celebrated his favorite video games, each piece an embodiment of nostalgia and creativity. While exploring, his attention was captivated by an imposing xenomorph egg prop. A sign next to it sternly warned, "Do Not Touch." Despite the warning, the man was curios so he touched and grazed the surface of the egg, a thrill coursing through him as he defied the prohibition. In an instant, the egg seemed to react to his touch. Jet-black latex erupted from the egg and swiftly engulfed the man's hand. He gasped as the latex spread across his skin, rapidly consuming his clothing and inching its way into his very being. It was a strange sensation. The man felt his body undergoing a transformation. The latex fused with his skin, forming an intricate network of tubes, claws, and appendages that reshaped him into a Xenomorph. He felt the weight of the latex dragging him down, and he realized with a sense of dread that he wasn't just becoming a Xenomorph – he was becoming a latex statue of the alien. As the transformation completed, the man now a statue found himself locked into a rigid pose, his senses intact but his ability to move or speak completely eradicated. He could hear himself only if he imagined being gagged, and he could see and hear the world around him, trapped within his latex prison. 5 minutes passed in this bizarre state until a woman entered the room. She was the owner of the gallery, her presence both intriguing and unnerving. She studied the latex Xenomorph statue with a mixture of satisfaction and a grin. Drawing closer, she began to speak softly, revealing her role in this extraordinary transformation. The owner confessed that she had orchestrated the event, placing the latex ooze on the egg to create a one-of-a-kind exhibit for the gallery. She marveled at the culmination of her endeavor – the man transformed into a unique and immortal work of art. She explained that he would endure throughout time, untouched by decay or the passage of years. With her explanation concluded, the owner gently moved the latex statue to a specially designed enclosure. The setting was a meticulously crafted backdrop of a spaceship hallway, enhancing the immersive experience of the artwork. A smile of satisfaction graced her lips as she stepped back, leaving the transformed man to his eternal existence as an art piece. And so, within the confines of his latex form, the man now a statue could only watch as people come and go, taking pictures of him not realizing that the statue used to be man.