<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Embed on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/embed/</link><description>Recent content in Embed on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2018 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/embed/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Metal Maid</title><link>/stories/2018/06/14/metal-maid/</link><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/06/14/metal-maid/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(The inspiration for this story comes from 2
sources, the first being Sue-Chan&amp;rsquo;s many Metal Maid type images and
transformation, the second being a more ‘extreme&amp;rsquo; design in a picture
by someone called Chasti-Permalock which was sent to me a couple of
years ago, or maybe even more, which has intrigued me with story
potential ever since. The fact that said maid is so enclosed that
chastity is a permanent state for her makes it impossible to use it
literally for this story, so I&amp;rsquo;ve made it a slightly less chaste
outfit, making it a sexually ‘usable&amp;rsquo; outfit. )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Adventures in Rubber</title><link>/stories/2010/12/04/adventures-in-rubber/</link><pubDate>Sat, 04 Dec 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/12/04/adventures-in-rubber/</guid><description>&lt;h3 id="chapter-six"&gt;Chapter Six&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h4 id="part-14"&gt;Part 14&lt;/h4&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Mandy)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I have something very special in mind for you, dear,&amp;rdquo; muttered Dodds to himself, as he unlocked Mandy&amp;rsquo;s door.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For a moment, he stared appreciatively at Mandy&amp;rsquo;s rubber-covered form, held immobile by the dozens of straps stretched out from her legs, arms, head, and torso. He watched in silent appreciation as she shifted slightly, trying to relieve the strain in her limbs and waist induced by the fiendish bondage suit. A faint moan issued from the thick red rubber helmet.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>