A hero investigator tracks down a suspect responsible for a string of disappearances, only to fall into a trap as he is forced to fight one of her inflatable beasts.
- Contains Superheroes/villains, Femdom, Balloons, living inflatable, action, squeezing, smothering, and bondage.
The streets were empty on the far side of town, the sun had finally set, leaving an orange sky fading along the dark clouds.
Standing at the top of a building, crouched within the shadows where the street lights couldn't reach, was the detective known as Catcher. The young man was adorned with a wide-rimmed flat fedora, a long trenchcoat, heavy tactical boots, and a pair of dark goggles. This hero wasn't particularly super strong or fast, and I didn't have any superpowers like the mainstream heroes. However, he was cunning, clever, calculating, observant, and intelligent.
From all over the city, both humans and anthropomorphic citizens have been disappearing right off the street in the dead of night. With police and investigators reaching one dead end after another, Catcher knew this was no ordinary string of disappearances. Only a super villain could be capable of something like this.
After a couple of nights investigating, he had narrowed the pattern of disappearances down to this nearly deserted area of town. The pattern wasn't obvious at first, the disappearances were spread out, and the victims all seemed to be random, aside from the fact that they were all adults in their 20s or 30s. However, upon hacking into the CCTV footage, he noticed that a common figure could be seen walking nearby where the disappearances took place. A tall, and rather voluptuous figure in a large fluffy coat with a large hat, almost similar to his own, aside from faux lining the rim, and hidden under the large coat appeared to be a tail, maybe two.
This strange figure would only appear in a handful of the CCTV footage he found, but it was obviously more than a coincidence. After going through all the footage, he found that the figure would always head in a specific direction, bringing his investigation to an abandoned pier on the dark side of town.
After making his way down to the dark pier, he saw a familiar figure in the distance walking towards a warehouse on the far side of the dock. Zooming in on the figure with his specialized goggles, he quickly realized that it was the same coated person he saw in the CCTV footage. Taking a look at their surroundings, the figure appeared to scan the area before entering the warehouse.
“Hmph…” he grumbled, readjusting his goggles as he silently hopped to the next nearby building, making his way to the warehouse. Catcher wasn't used to solving an investigation so quickly. Normally, he'd still be searching for clues, chasing after leads, and kicking some butt along the way. Tonight, however, after only 28 hours into this mystery, he had already tracked the suspect to their lair.
By now, Catcher knew how this would play out, catch the culprit, learn their motive, and find the missing citizens. It felt so anti-climactic compared to the other crimes he’d solved, he almost hoped that the hostages were elsewhere, just so he could have the added challenge of tracking them down.
After quietly landing from the rooftop, he reached into his cloak and turned a knob, activating his costume's camouflage. The light from the moon warped around his body until he blended in with the background like a chameleon, making him practically invisible. Normally, it’d be too risky to walk through the front door, but he’d alert the culprit to his presence if he jumped onto the worn, rusted roof. And with no windows to sneak through, he simply slipped a knife into the door frame, unlocking it quietly as he made his way inside.
There was a long dark hallway, with a bright crimson light beaming out from the cracked door at the very end. With slow, quiet footsteps, the hero went through the hallway and entered the next room.
Inside of the room, he was surprised to see the room packed with inflatables. There was a large inflatable PVC deer, a vinyl lounging floaty, an inflatable mini pool full of balloons, an octopus, and even a busty inflatable sex toy, just to name of a few. The toys were practically stacked on top of one another, all in pristine condition, their rubbery and plastic surfaces gleaming and shimmering in the soft red light. The red light, however, wasn't coming from overhead, but from behind the left corner ahead, past the piles of inflatables. Stepping over the beach balls, pool noodles, and inflatable animals, the hero was careful not to kick any of the or nudge any of the toy’s, as not to make even a squeak.
Once he turned the corner what he saw took his breath away, taking an instinctive step back as his pupils dilated in his goggles. Scattered across the area were large red balloons, each one 6 feet in diameter, laying on the concrete floor with the infrared rubber indenting slightly against the ground. Attached to the balloons were shiny plastic tubes, connecting them to a much larger red balloon in the center of the room, the one imitating the bright red glow. Inside the blue, Catcher could see a little light flickering and floating around inside like fireflies. It was so mesmerizing he found himself impulsively stepping closer to the. The balloon was creaking softly, almost as if moving on its own, rocking gently like an inflatable floating in a pool.
Suddenly, a little bulge indented from the surface, startling Catcher as he stumbled backwards, covering his mouth just in time to stop himself from screaming. After staggering a couple steps back, he froze, his footsteps echoing softly throughout the empty room. Nervously looking ground room, he waited for someone to come barging in, standing absolutely still. But no one came. Once he had assumed no one heard him, he turned his attention back to the large, ominous balloon, watching the surface bulge as if something large with stirring inside. Not wanting to get closer to the ominous balloon, Catcher carefully began walking to his right to get a better look at the smaller balloons, but taking delicate footsteps just to be save. The smaller balloons' glossy surfaces gleamed in the soft glow of the crimson light, making the space almost feel cozy, like ominous Christmas lights.
But once he got closer, he stopped in his tracks, hearing what sounded like a faint murmur just in front of him coming from one of the balloons. That's when he noticed a person-shaped silhouette inside one of the balloons, squirming beneath the opaque, glowing surface, accompanied by a faint, barely audible moaning. Looking around, he realized the other balloons also had similar silhouettes trapped inside them, some appearing to squirm, while others remained still as if sleeping.
Judging by the number of balloons, it looked like he had finally found all of the Missing persons.
But before he could move in, he felt something tap against his shoe, looking down to see a shiny little pink ball had rolled up to him. At first it looked like a marble, but it was wobbling like a little bubble.
POOF!
In the blink of an eye, the ball inflated, wrapping over his legs and puffing up to his waist, sealing the lower half of his body in a pink balloon. Catcher groaned as the balloon squeezed his legs, compromising his suit as his camouflage fizzled away. He grabbed at the balloon, but the surface was surprisingly soft despite the immense pressure on his legs. The rubber merely squished under his fingers as he struggled to pop it, refusing to break as if he was grasping at plastic.
FLOMP!
Suddenly, another inflatable ball emerged from the one holding his legs, encasing his midsection all the way up to his neck. The tight pressure squeezed a gasp from the hero as his arms were pinned to his sides, only able to squirm as he struggled to pull his arms out.
POMF!
Then, a tube-like ring puffed out from the balloon holding his body, squeezing his neck, and squishing the lower half of his face. Just like that, the hero was left completely bound, barely even able to squirm as his struggles merely resulted in soft, little squeaks.
“Your early…” a soft, limited voice chuckled from behind him, along with the sound of clicking high heels against the concrete floor. The familiar figure walked past him, as she grabbed his hat right off his head, studying it as she brushed her delicate fingers along its surface.
“Well, fashionably early, I suppose.” she chuckled, tossing the hat aside as she turned to face him.
Tilting her own hat up with a finger, she looked Catcher directly in the eye, giving him a clear look at her face. It was a Kitsune woman. With snow white fur, she had two sleek red stripes on both of her cheeks, beautiful gleaming eyes with purple eyeliner, and a smile that almost made his heart skip a beat. The woman's snout was slightly elongated by a few inches, making her face look more like a fox than a traditional anthropomorphic creature. Though wearing the heavy trenchcoat, she couldn't quite hide her outrageous silhouette. It looked as if her bust could burst her coat open at any moment, and there was even a slight indent where her waistline was, showing off her hourglass shape.
Catcher did his best not to let his eyes wander, glaring through his goggles as he stared at the woman.
“You knew I was here, didn’t you?” he grumbled, his speech slightly impaired by the pressure against his neck and cheeks.
“Of course I did.” The woman grinned, flicking out a finger against his nose. “I’m a kitsune, I could sense you oggling me from a mile away.”
“If you wanted to see me that badly, you could have just knocked, and I would have let you in. But I’m afraid you’ll have to wait…” she said, zipping down her trenchcoat letting it slide down her shoulders, revealing the strapless purple leotard she was wearing underneath. Catcher was caught off guard, it was like she was performing a striptease in front of them until she swung her nine tails in front of her.
“I have to get our new guest settled in first…” unraveling her tails, she revealed a woman bound and gagged underneath, wearing a black dress skirt, white collar shirt. Eyes wide in panic, she could only whimper and squirm as her tails remained bound around her, gagging her mouth, pinning her arms to her sides, and holding her ankles together. Despite how large and fluffy her tails looked, they held her incredibly firm, not budging an inch even as the woman struggled to get free.
“Shhhhhh sh sh sh sh shhhhhhh… It’s alright hun.” she cooed to the woman, gently stroking the top of her head as she carried her to the other balloons.
“Let’s get you more comfortable, shall we?” she rocked to human back and forth with her tails as she pushed a red bubble from her lips, pinching it off with a bite as she held it in her fingers. With a flick of her finger, she sent the bubble onto the floor, wobbling with a splat before it immediately puffed out. With a loud WHOMP, the ball expanded before deflating into a large rubbery heap on the floor like a deflated balloon. The kitsune then picked up the deflated rubber with the tip of one of her tails, before grabbing it with her hands. Peeling it open, she revealed an opening a seam inside, with an Inner layer of black latex inside.
“Hey! What are yo- MHP!” Catcher called out, only to be swiftly silenced as the Kitsuné flicked a bubble straight into his mouth, gagging him instantly as it puffed up.
“I said, wait your turn hun.” The kitsune smiled, her voice soft, but with a hint of annoyance in her tone.
Gently opening the rubber wider, she slowly unraveled her tail from the woman's ankles as she slid her in up to her knees, making her shiver and whimper into her gag
“You see, I was hoping you would take your time sneaking in.” the Kitsune said, easing the panicked woman into the sack's opening as it pulled her in up to her thighs.
“I wanted everything to be ready before you arrived.” she sighed, putting a hand on her cheek, unraveling her tail from the woman's waist as the sack was pulled up to her legs. The woman shook her head with a pleading look in her eyes, her cries silenced by the tail gagging her as she was pulled in further.
“And yet you’ve caught me still tidying up.” With a teasing chuckle, she put her hand on the woman's shoulder, giving her a little teasing shove. The woman winced with a moan as the cold rubber slid over her chest, making her blush as she was pulled in up to her shoulders.
“Nevertheless…” she said with a soft, almost beathy voice, unraveling her tail from woman's mouth as half her head was pulled in. With one final whimper, the woman closed her wide, helpless eyes as the kitsune sealed the rubber tight over her head with a tight squeak. Then, with a snap of her fingers.
FWOOOOSH!
The rubber swiftly infltated into a perfectly round seamless sphere, wobbling as it settled onto the floor with a gentle bounce.
“You’re just in time for the main event.”
The Catcher gritted his teeth, forced to watch as the woman’s shadowy silhouette could be seen squirming within the balloon. Desperate to save her, he tried again to escape the balloon holding him, but he couldn’t even move a finger, keeping him absolutely still.
“Oh, don’t look so dramatic, she can still breathe perfectly fine.” she said with swipe of her tails as she turned around, walking towards the large glowing balloon in the center of the room.
“I need my guests in perfect condition after all.” The fox then stood on her tiptoes and pulled a tube out from the top of the large balloon, and brought it over the balloon holding the woman.
“Not like you could have helped her anyway, my magic balloons are indestructible.” The kitsune then plopped the tube on top of the balloon, sticking to its surface like a suction cup. Inside, the woman could be heard letting out a soft whimper, as more lights poured into the larger balloon from the tube.
With a shake of her hips, she walked back over to Catcher, pinched the bubble in his mouth with two perfectly manicured fingers, and quickly pulled it out with a swift tug. The hero gagged as the bubble bounced away on the floor, looking back over to the Kitusne as she yanked at his goggles.
“My name is Kenisha by the way, you could at least ask for a lady’s name before you break into her home.” she said, her eyes narrowing as she looked at him, pulling his goggles up so she could get a better look at him. Though she maintained a straight face, she found his serious brown eyes and youthful face rather attractive, making her cheeks blush under her fur.
“Alright… Kenisha. Why are you doing this?” he asked, the balloon creaking under his jaw as the collar pushed up against his face.
Kenisha could barely take him seriously with his face all squished, letting out a little giggle as she slowly leaned forward.
“Well, you saw my little collection just around the corner, have you not? I’ll let you in on a little secret.” she said with an ever softening voice.
“I love inflatables.” she whispered in a breathy whisper.
Catcher's expression went from angry to confused, caught off guard by her sudden admission.
“Pool toys, beach balls, water beds, balloons.” she said as she leaned into his balloon, causing it to squeak as the pressure increased on his body.
“They’re so soft, hollow…” she then wrapped her arms around the balloon, giving it a little squeeze. “And SECURE…”
Cather groaned as Kenisha hugged him, his chest further constricted as the balloon tightened around him.
“I’ve even developed my magic around it.” she blew a little pink bubble from her lips, pressing it against his mouth. Catcher's eyes shot wide open, letting out a gasp before the bubble covered his nose. For a moment, he was afraid that she would try to gag him again, but then the bubble popped and fizzled out into mist. Kenisha then loosened her hold on him, letting him breathe easy.
Pulling her head back slightly, she placed her hands under her chin and rested her elbows against the balloon holding his torso.
“So, I’ve been attempting to create more… Lively inflatables to play with. Unfortunately, the ones around the corner are just duds.
“I've even tried using some of the people I've kidnapped and placing them in inflatable suits, but then they NEVER do as they're told.” she huffed.
With a swish of her tails, she turned around and, but not before tracing her fingers up his nose and snatching his goggles off his head as she strutted towards the big balloon. Kenisha began twirling his goggles with her finger as she walked away, much to the hero's annoyance.
“So then… What do you need these people for?” he asked with a glare.
“THIS.” Kenisha said, putting her hand on the large balloon with a hollow echoing thump. “Is a sort of inflatable factory, powered by these soul conduits I attached to their balloons.” she pointed to the tubes overhead, connected to the smaller balloons.
“You're draining them!” He growled, gritting his teeth.
The Kitsune just laughed, looking amused by his accusation.
“Oh hun, it doesn't work like that. I need a constant stream of energy to get this thing working, and their souls produce a steady, endless supply of power.” she explained as she readjusted the top of her leotard, tugging the shiny purple spandex up a bit.
“Unfortunately, I just didn't have enough to properly power this thing. And all the inflatables I've conjured from have just been lifeless toy’s.”
Raising all nine of her tails in the air, she suddenly whipped them against the ground like a jellyfish, spinning into the air and landing gracefully on the very top of the balloon with heels firmly planted on the latex surface with a squeak.
“Until now…” her voice low and sultry, smiling as she confidently placed her hands on her hips.
Suddenly, something long bulged out of the surface of the balloon, looking as if a giant finger was trying to poke through. Then, a second bulge stretched out from the other side of the balloon, pushing and bending like it was trying to peel the balloon open
Cacher’s heart sank as he watched the rubber stretch and wobble, sending low, echoing creaks throughout the room. Finally realizing that his initial impression of the balloon wasn't just an overreaction, he shivered in his inflatable bondage as he looked up at the ominous balloon towering over him. Something was inside, and it was trying to get out. Still unable to move, all he could do was wait to see what would emerge.
Then, another bulge poked out from the front of the balloon, twisting and turning as it struggled against the red latex until…
FWOMP!
Catcher's eyes widened in shock as a large inflatable head popped out from the surface, slipping through the latex membrane as if it were made of jelly. With two large black gleaming eyes, a rounded wobbly head, and too smooth soft soft-looking pincers, it appeared to be an inflatable insect of some kind.
At first glance, it admittedly looked a little adorable, until it turned its large, sweaky head towards him, making his skin crawl as he tensed up in his balloon prison.
The giant inflatable head pushed forward, squeezing through the permeable latex as the two long appendages slipped out from the balloon surface.
Catchers' Jaw dropped, as it resumed pulling its body free of the latex, the sound of loud squeaking echoing throughout the warehouse with loud hollow groans. Finally freeing itself from the balloon, the terrified hero finally got a view of its full shiny, rubbery, bulbous body. The balloon had eight long, thick, puffy legs, each one bending at four separate squeaky segments. Its torso was firm and sleek, with a somewhat oval-like shape. But it was flexible enough to support the rest of its body, bending with squishy little wrinkles along its surface to accommodate its large size. Carried behind it was a large bulbous abdomen, wobbling and bouncing with every little movement it made as it stepped out of the balloon. Even as the spider stood still, looking down upon the bound hero with its static, inflated eyes, its large abdomen bobbed and squeaked behind it.
“Oh, don't be shy… he's just a big airhead, light-hearted, and just a big softy really.” The kitsune joked, her large, voluptuous chest bouncing as she laughed.
With a snap of her fingers, the pressure on his body increased, squeezing him tight.
“AGH!” he yelped, closing his eyes tight with a wince, his cheeks turning red as the blood rushed to his head. It felt like the balloon was trying to crush him. Suddenly, the balloon squeezed so tight it launched him out, flinging him into the air.
Tumbling back onto the ground, Catcher was quick to react as he jumped back on his feet, though he wasn't quite as quick to notice the cold breeze over his body. The second he looked down, his face went bright red as he realized that he was no longer wearing his costume. Only left with his boxers, his coat was gone, his boots were missing, and even his Kevlar vest wasn't there. Turning his attention back to the balloon he was trapped in, he saw the outline of his trench coat and clothes were still stuck inside, along with all of his gadgets and gear. Left mostly bear in front of the balloon monster and the flirty Kitsune, he struggled to keep a straight, serious face as he was left basically powerless.
“And now that I have you right where I want you, you'll have the honor of being the first to play with my new inflatable beast!” Striking a pose, she pointed at Catcher with a smug grin. “SNUGGLE HIM!”
With that, the spider lunged forward, lifting up one of its puffy legs right above him. Catcher was quick to react, pouncing out of the way before its inflatable leg squashed into the floor with a squeak. It's puffy inflatable limb squished, bulged, and wrinkled as it pressed into the floor, springing back into its rounded shape, before turning back to the naked hero.
By sheer reflex, the hero reached over to his side, grasping for one of his gadgets, only to remember that his trench coat was gone. Catcher flinched as he looked up at the giant rubber beast, a sense of powerlessness washing over him, something he hadn't felt since he first donned his uniform. Normally, he’d throw one of his shirkins or knives at the thing, as he would never dare try to fight a beast with his bare hands, but now he had nothing. Once again, the spider lunged for him, this time thrusting its head his way, with its soft pincers wide and ready to grasp him.
Moving quickly, Catcher dove forward, nearly avoiding the giant spider as its head squashed into the ground, its large eyes bulging out from the self-inflicted impact. Performing at roll, Catcher managed to get back on his feet and made a beeline for the balloon he had been trapped in just moments ago. Bumping into the balloon, he was Flabbergasted to see that the opening that he had been flung out of was now closed shut, the outline of his trench coat still visible inside through the tinted latex. With a huff, he tried to pry it open, but it was no use, it had inflated to tightly.
With a gasp, he looked up too late to see one of the spider's legs swinging towards him, smacking his midsection and sending him across the room. Catcher flew right into the side of one of the balloons, breaking his impact as the surface squished and folded under his weight. The person trapped inside let out a muffled groan, the balloon contracting around them before bouncing back to its rounded shape. Catcher tumbled onto his knees, but quickly got back on his feet, looking up as a balloon spider turned back to face him.
“There's no way I can fight this thing, not without my gear.” The hero thought with a swallow. Looking up at the spider, he noticed a long, raggedy curtain from up above, swaying gently just enough to reveal a cracked window underneath.
“Sorry big guy…” he thought, eyes narrowed with focus, he waited until the spider raised its leg. “But I'm going to have to take a rain check.”
Catcher performed another swift dodge out of the way it slammed its inflatable foot into the ground. With a graceful backflip, Catcher landed on the balloon behind him, resulting in a muffled moan from its occupant before using it to launch himself back into the air. The spider tilted its head up as the hero flew towards the wall, clumsily grabbing onto the long curtain as he began to climb.
The spider just tilted its head, watching the hero trying to get away before raising its abdomen.
THWIP!
Right as the window was in reach, he felt a sudden jolt underneath him, nearly losing his grip with a gasp. Looking down, he was alarmed to see the spider had shot a string of latex directly from its abdomen, snagging onto the curtain just beneath his feet missing him by just a few inches. The rubber thread was thick, glossy, and wet-looking, like a piece of chewed gum. With a tug of its abdomen, the curtain was ripped away from the window, and Catcher was sent into free fall as he flailed around helplessly. Right when he thought he was done for, he once again landed on one of the red balloons beneath him, breaking his fall. This, of course, resulted in a muffled yelp from the person inside, feeling the balloon suddenly squeeze them from head to toe. Shaken from the fall, Catcher caught his breath as the balloon gently creaked and wobbled underneath him. For a brief moment, he thought he saw his life flashed before his eyes.
Placing a hand underneath her chin, Kenisha let out a laugh as she looked down at the rattled hero lying half-naked on one of her balloons.
“Is this really the best you can do? I've heard you once fought off an entire syndicate of alien ninjas. Is my cute balloon really giving you so much trouble?” she cooed, crossing her arms under her large bust.
Catcher groaned as he sat up, staring daggers at the leotard-clad kitsune, only to realize one of the spider's legs was coming down onto him. But this time he didn't have enough time to react he spider's leg stomped on him and pressing him into the balloon, as a startled whimper could be heard from inside.
“AH~!” Cacher let out a shallow gasp, the spider's foot squishing over his body, practically burying him in the balloon under him. Although it didn't hurt, he could feel all the air squished out of his lungs, the pressure feeling as if someone had dropped the sandbag on top of him. Weakly grasping at the spider's leg, he weakly dig his fingers into the rubber, wanting to pull it off of him. But its skin was so slick he couldn't get it grip on it, the rubber was so slippery, it felt like he was trying to grab a wet balloon. Catcher moaned as the red balloon beneath him folded around his body, feeling as if he was going to be crushed as the spider pushed him in deeper.
Kenisha let a soft sigh escape from her puckered lips with a blush as she watched Catcher getting squished under the spider's foot. The look on his wincing face made her heart skip a beat, and watching him getting squished underfoot by her rubber beast made her hips wiggle. “Mmmm… Perfect…” she whispered under her breath.
Finally, the spider lifted its leg from Catcher's body, leaving him gasping for breath as he remained slumped on the balloon underneath as it wobbled back to its rounded shape. His vision twinkled from the blood rushing to his head, struggling to sit back upright.
“Maybe she's right…” he thought, looking back up to Kenisha. “If I can't handle her balloon.” With a deep breath, he planted both of his feet on the rubber, leaping straight towards the rubber spider’s head with a somersault.
Kenisha smiled with an amused giggle, as it looked like Catcher was about to attempt a direct attack on the spider, a desperate move she knew would prove fruitless. But much to her surprise, instead of landing a dropkick, he stepped on its head and began running up the spider's squishy body. The spider tilted its head up, trying to snag him with its squeaky pincers, but he was already out of its reach. Sprinting as fast as he could, he used its abdomen as a ramp before leaping directly towards Kenisha.
However, Kenisha was unfazed, not even flinching as she could see him winding up for a roundhouse kick. If anything, she simply found his cleverness endearing. But all she had to do was take a deep breath, before a large pink bubble suddenly expanded from her lips. Catcher didn't have time to react before he belly flopped into the large bubble, which instantly puffed up to twice his size as he sank into the squishy, rubbery surface. The man moaned into the bubble as it puckered around him, squeezing him under the weight of his own momentum.
POP
Suddenly, the bubble burst, sending him flying in the other direction as he let out a Yelp. Catcher couldn't reorient himself, discombobulated by the powerful pop which had sent him flying. Right when he thought he was going to land on his back and prick his neck, his fall was broken by yet another inflatable. As the surface wobbled beneath him, he sat up to find himself lying directly on top of the belly of an inflatable tiger.
This was the third time that a balloon had protected him from what could have been a devastating fall, letting out a deep, shaky sigh as he clumsily stumbled off the inflatable.
By the time he was back on his feet, the spider was already upon him, leaning its head down as it opened its soft rubbery pincers wide. Catcher shuddered as he took a step back, looking behind him as he noticed the narrow hallway was just a couple of yards away. All that stood between him and the exit were a few scattered pool toys.
For a brief moment, he looked over to the many balloons still holding Kenisha’s victims, as a wave of guilt throbbed in his chest.
“I’m sorry…” he whispered under his breath, bolting towards the exit in a full sprint. “I promise, I’ll come back once I have my gear.”
But before he was even halfway to the exit, he felt something cold tug against his feet, halting his momentum as he flopped face-first on the cold concrete ground.
“Ow…” he shook his head, immediately trying to get back up, only to be tugged backwards slowly.
Catcher rolled onto his back, horrified to see that the spider's pink gummy web had snagged onto his feet, sticking to his skin like bubble gum. The spider was reeling him in, pulling the latex thread back into its abdomen as it dragged across the floor.
“AH!” he gasped, sitting up as he grabbed at the latex. Desperately, he tried to tug the pink strands off of his feet, but they stuck to his skin like melted candy; it was like his feet were stuck in bubble gum. The rubber threads didn't thin out or strain, only squeaking softly as he fruitlessly tried to pull himself free. But before long, he found himself staring up at the inflatable spider, as he was slowly pulled underneath it.
“You put up a good fight hun… but play times over.” Kenisha said triumphantly, as Catcher was pulled underneath its torso.
“Just relax, and let my pet snuggle you.” her voice dipped into a low hypnotic hum as he was pulled underneath the spider's abdomen.
With that, the spider swiftly lowered its abdomen on top of him. Catcher didn't even have enough time to react before the spider's rubber underside smooshed against his face, muffling his yelp. Forcing him down onto his back and against the floor, he swiftly reached up to push it away, but his hands only sank into the rubber surface. The balloon’s abdomen was so soft and yielding, it had practically molded around his body, making it impossible for him to turn his head as he found himself smothered. Suddenly, the rubber strands snapped off his feet as the spider's abdomen squished over his legs, covering him completely.
Catcher groaned into the squishy balloon as he tried to move, but he was pinned down completely, and it felt like the spider was trying to cocoon him. That's when he felt the pressure increase, feeling the inflated latex fold around his skin and slip under his back. The hero was sinking into its abdomen, and there was nothing he could do as it only squeezed him tighter.
Kenisha shivered as she watched the spider pin the hero helpless, rubbing her thighs together as she struggled to contain her excitement.
“Yes…” she said with a shuddering gasp, her breath quickening as she watched with elated delight. “Squish him, my sweet balloon.”
As Catcher was drawn deeper into the spider's body, he suddenly felt the pressure ease around his body, giving him more space to move as he took in a much-needed breath of air. With that, the rubber sealed underneath him, and he found himself cocooned within the spider's abdomen.
“H- HEY!” Catcher yelped, pushing against the surrounding rubber walls. “What is this?”
The inside of the abdomen was soft, but not nearly as yielding as the outside, springing back into place as he pushed. When getting on his knees, he quickly found that there wasn't nearly enough space for him to sit up, keeping him stuck on his back.
With a jolt, Catcher was suddenly rocked side to side, feeling the inflatable rubber wobble around him as he was shaking about. The spider was swaying its abdomen as it looked up to Kenisha, proudly showing off its new occupant to its master.
Kenisha let out a shuddering giggle as she wrapped her arms around her belly, her own tail swaying excitedly as she waited eagerly for her pet to finish the job.
Through the dark inflated rubber, Catcher could see Kenisha looking down upon him. Though it was far too tinted for him to notice the lewd and thirsty look on her face.
Then, the hero heard a sound that made his heart sink, a soft hiss that surrounded his chamber, as he could feel the rubber slowly pressing around him.
“NO!” Catcher braced his hands to his sides, trying to push the inflating walls away. It did him no good, as the folds of soft rubber continued to advance on him, squishing on his shoulders, pressing around the back of his head, creeping over his sides, and even puffing underneath his groin. Hyperventilating, he began kicking and pushing at the walls, even though it did him no good. Catcher’s brave, heroic persona was now gone, replaced with panic and helplessness as he flailed within his soon-to-be smothering prison. There was nothing he could do as he felt the walls closing in on him.
That's when he felt the rubber jolt around him with the hollow creek, looking up to see the leotard-clad Kitsune had hopped onto the spider's abdomen. Looming over him, she bent down with a wiggle of her hips and leered at him with a blushing smile.
“Oh baby… I couldn't just let you run off and tell the authorities that I've been keeping guests.” Kenisha teased.
“Ahhh…” Catcher groaned, his heart racing as the roof of his chamber pressed on his forehead, slowly closing on his body. The rubber crept up against the sides of his face, squeezing his cheeks, wrapping around his midsection as if pulling him into a slow hug, folding around his arms and legs, firmly locking them in place. Now he couldn't even struggle, letting out a nervous gasp as he was forced to look up at the devious kitsune.
“Did you really think this would end any other way?” Kenisha's tone dipped into a comforting coo, as if softly scolding him.
The pressure increased, the rubber now pushing down on his chest and face, pressing his cheeks and forcing his lips to pucker uncomfortably. With every attempt he made to move his arms or legs, the tight inflatable rubber just yanked them back into place. When he tried to plead with the Kitsuné, his voice came out labored and choked, as the rubber pressed on his chest. And when he tried to take a breath, it wasn't long before the rubber completely pressed over his face, once again smothering him as his head was locked in place.
When the spider had first trapped him in its abdomen, it felt like he had been sealed into a vacuum bed. But now, it felt like the spider was trying to constrict him. Soon, there was no space left between him and the cocoon surrounding him, with the soft folds of inflatable rubber pressing in on every inch of his body. It felt like he was being snuggled tightly by dozens of rubber pillows, but as the pressure increased, so did his discomfort. Even though it didn't hurt, it felt like he was being crushed, especially around his chest area and face. The rubber was so cold, making him shiver as the sound of hollow creaking filled his ears. It wasn't long before his vision began to blur, wincing through the dark rubber pressing on him as he struggled to keep his eyes open.
“Don’t fight it sweet thing, it's over now.” she said, kneeling down as she lay flat on the spider's abdomen, pressing her lips against the rubber as she whispered to him.
“Now, SLEEP…” her comforting whispers for the last thing I heard before everything went dark.
…
A high-pitched ring filled his ears, it felt as if he were spinning, and he heard a muffled voice in the distance. Catcher let out a muffled groan, his vision clouded by a blurry red hue, and felt as if he was buried underneath a sea of pillows. Feeling dizzy, he reached up to rub the top of his head, only to realize that he couldn't move his arms. When he tried to turn his head, he noticed a firm, restrictive pressure around his face. The ringing in his ears soon faded, replaced with soft rippling creaks that echoed around him.
“MMPH!?” Coming to his senses, he quickly realized that he was surrounded by inflatable rubber, pressing in and squeezing every inch of his body. However, this time he realized he could breathe, and it wasn't crushing like before. Catcher exhaled through his nose, realizing he was no longer in the spider's abdomen. But his relief didn't last long as his vision cleared, letting on a muffled whimper into what he quickly realized was an over-the-nose gag wrapped around his face.
The hero was now trapped in one of the red balloons, held tight by a double-layered cocoon of red semi-transparent latex. And standing directly outside of his prison, watching him through the red-tinted rubber was the leotard-clad Kitsune. With an adoring smile, she let out a satisfied sigh as she crossed her arms under her chest.
“Did you sleep, well sweet thing?” she giggled.
“MMGH!” he groaned, blushing as he tried to move in his prison, only for the tight interior to rub and glide along his skin, making him whimper from the simulation.
“I hope you like the view, I figured since you went through all the trouble to find me, you'd want to see the final results of my operation.” She gestured to the large balloon, which was once again glowing and wobbling with life. As for the Giant spider, it stood next to the giant balloon, gently poked at the surface with one of its legs, as of curious to see what would come out next.
“And well…” Kenisha's placed a hand on her cheek. “I thought it'd be a nice way for us to keep… seeing each other.” she giggled, blushing as her eyes trailed down his body.
At that moment, his pupils shrank as he noticed the cold pressure surrounding his pelvic area, realizing that nothing was covering him. Kenisha had put him in the balloon naked! Unable to cover himself, he could only whine as he looked at his captor with a bashful look in his eye.
“Oh hun, I'm sorry about your underwear. They just… slipped off when I put you in there.” she joked, leaning against the balloon with a smile, gently kissing the surface. “You're too cute for clothes anyway.”
With a twirl of her tails, she started back to the large balloon and pulled out one of the plastic tubes, making the hero shiver as she carried it back over to him, holding it directly above his prison.
“Now then, it's time to go back to sleep.”
Giving him a playful wink, she plopped the tube on top of his balloon, sticking to the surface as a wave of drowsiness washed over him.
“Mmmmmmm…” Letting out one drowsy moan, Catcher drifted into a deep slumber,
With that, the balloon in the center of the room illuminated with a bright glow, bulging and stretching as yet another figure began to emerge from its surface.