Tendrilous Grasp Part 2 & 3

The Tendrils don't relent... bit by bit you feel your own will drain. You feel that cold gooey rubber coating your fur, warming and solidifying itself upon your body. You say you want it to stop, but deep down, as yet more tendrils snake and coil their way across your body... as more goo gets slathered onto you, thickening over your thighs and hands... you want them to invade deeper...

You want them to fill you...

to coat you..

smother you...

make you their toy...

make you complete...

Seeing the mask inch closer and closer to your face, you instinctivly open your maw, inviting the guest in...

and how grateful the creature was...

Almost instantly, you feel your nulge squeezed, pleasure and need shuddering through your body as the mask gets forcibly shoved down your throat. It's as if the suits conditioning and rewarding you for just how willing you've become. You feel the long mouth and nose tendrils filling every inch of your insides molding and fitting with your body, your rear just the same as you spasm uncontrollobly in what should've been an orgasm... yet your nulge just throbs harder...

On and on and on... you spasm and squirm in the air admist the Tendrils, moaning in pure bliss and need as you get coated more and more in rubber, your hands now usless inflated mitts.

Your mind gets numbed as sweet aphrodasic scented fumes replaces the very air you breathe from the tubes on your mask completely merging with your new body.

A visor forms upon your eyes, creating hypnotic spirals and words of obedience driving you FURTHER into simple-minded bliss...

OBEY

SUBMIT

GOOD TOY

you can't think, you can't talk... you can't even move without your body becoming overloaded in pleasure. The Tendrils spreads your arms and legs far and wide, further solidifying your predicament... Your nulge throbs ever so more as you moan away....

Every waking minute feels like an hour... and you relish all of it~

Fin~