Title: Snuggles
Author: Gaapa
Warning: Furry, Rubber, Fantasy, Nonconsentual
It had been a long day at work and Gaapa was tired and ready for the weekend. She came home and began to catch up on her email, and when she ran across the one regarding Sebastian's site update she moved her mouse and was instantly in the soft controlling grip of Sebastian's web site. Wonders and tingling feelings skittered and skipped over her flesh as she explored all of his site and, finally, read the story of Anaka. Little spasms of excitement tugged at her as she read and struggled to finish the story while sleep laid its unrelenting hand on her much like the way the latex spread its grip on Anaka. Just as she finished the story she awoke, sitting with her finger on the scroll key and her computer registering mild discontent from not being able to scroll any more. Time for bed.
Dragging herself through brushing her teeth she wandered down the hall sleepily and managed to ease into bed. Touching the light she was immersed in a cozy darkness. Her eyes closed and she reached for her largest plushie, a huge, incredibly soft rabbit that loved to sleep with his nose just under her chin, ears wrapped around her neck. It always gave her goose bumps to slip him under her nightshirt because he "fit" her so well, with his arms hugging her sides and brushing the undersides of her breasts, and his legs easily covering her hips. His name is Snugly, her infant and lover, champion and confidant, hypersoft and ever so sensuous, always there to watch over her and vanquish anyone or anything before it could even harm the image of his dear princess that he kept comforted the whole night through. She loved the feel him on her because Snuggly and only one other thing gave her that much pleasure, her latex.
She would have made him a latex outfit, but it would have been a compromise of pleasure for eroticism, and she struggled with the indecision regularly, always being forced to restrain herself from actually committing to her lusts and sacrificing her protector. "One of these days" she would say to herself, then snuggle with him as she drifted off to sleep. Tonight would be different, though she was not aware that things had taken place without her knowledge. Being cursed by some jealous female, the erotic curse found a new avenue to exert its control over her. While she was brushing her teeth Snuggly was altered.
She noted nothing different as she came back to bed and pulled her protector excitingly up her tummy across her nakedness to rest extra tight up under her chin, tingling excitingly all over from her hips to her neck. Her hands explored the luxury of his fur as her nipples were roused briefly, just before she drifted off to sleep. Lucid dreams of moving dark pastels would flow toward her this night as she closed her eyes and a deep sleep would not be allowed her since something other than what she wanted was already active and working on her. Having had these lucid dreams before she plowed through the veils of intrigue that only resembled vague things in her mind, and vapors of non-existence faded as she moved through them like colored smoke. One didn’t. As she bumped into it her body literally shook as if she was walking half speed and ran fully into a soft padded wall. "WHAT THE HELL" rang harmoniously through her body as she knew "THAT" was not supposed to happen.
Fingers explored the object she ran into and for some reason it felt like her Snuggly, but her hands began to sink into the "give" of the padded wall. It seemed to feel like a rubber barrier that moved when she pushed. The pastels in her mind now moved off out of her vision and she began to see she was floating near the side of a lavender mass that was easily twice her size. it felt good to feel the give and the return of the mass as it sprang back against her gently, reminding her of the one in the Puff Pub. She squealed with delight in her sleep as she pushed a little harder, feeling the give and how exciting it was to have it respond to her. She pushed progressively harder and harder, getting her whole body into the effort until with a decidedly hard shove her hands slipped in up to her mid forearms. It pushed her back and she felt she had on wet clingy latex, so liquid and exciting that she had to feel of one arm with the other. Gasps of air gulped repeatedly intoxicated her as she felt her excitement rise and grip her, making her feel as if she was on the shoulders of a great bird plunging into a bottomless abyss of pleasure with wild abandon, a familiar feel that filled her mind and body every time she donned her latex! Waves of rushes made her tingle all over as she indulged herself in the erotic mass that was now allowing her a special treat, in that it allowed her to meld her real world with the elastic qualities it existed in.
Something like a small dot at the corner of her vision grew bigger as she realized that she was not able to pull away from the mass. Every hair on her sleeping body stood up from the alarm and excitement as she was caught, not only by the mass, but by her desires as well! Her chest heaved and her pulse hammered in her ears as she wondered if her heart was going to come up out of her throat! She struggled to find a way to tip her decision one way or the other! Her growing excitement made the silk panties she was wearing wet and her buttcheeks had that slippery soapy feeling that always got to her in the shower. Further confusion and arousal clouded her judgment as she began to writhe under the control of the mass, and the soft grip of her blanket held her sleeping form tight, allowing for movement and responding by keeping its grip on her.
As her arousal took over she realized she was not imperiled because the mass remained still, save for her strugglings, and a calm slowed her racing heart and mind to a measured peace. Her arousal emerged from the well of her feelings and took control of her as she felt her nipples, firm with excitement and tingling to get her attention! She would have to quench the feelings in her breasts to keep from losing control and being plunged into orgasm so she pulled her arms back toward her in an effort to feel and calm her growing lust. Unwittingly she pulled herself against the mass and began to rub her nipples, putting out a premature fire of desire that gripped her as readily as the lavender mass did. The feelings of pleasure made her toes curl and back arch as the more she rubbed and tweaked herself, the more the growing fluid sensuous feelings enveloped her. As she was calming down she realized that the delicious wet feeling that was now completely surrounding her breasts had moved up her arms to her shoulders, and was pressing all along her torso. An electric jolt of excitement and terror made her cry out in her sleep as she was trapped even deeper, and the raw irony of her pleasure was what was dragging her in! Stunned to stillness she was further caught up in her desires and held captive by her own lusts, and knew she was not going to get free, for her desires would not be denied, and her lusts grew steadily!
As she struggled with the feelings of being overwhelmed with her own lusts she felt the latex mass pressing her all over, except for the wet feeling between her legs. A winced spasm of her hips would not reveal whether she was coated with the mass or not, and writhings brought no answer to her efforts as she struggled, feeling the terror of excitement from her lust that could swallow her and cut off her air. Now more confusion reigned in her mind as asphyxiation from her own desires loomed to tower over her lust from a dark area of her psyche, and asserted its grip on her further enmeshed dream self.
Her legs kicked under the soft gripping blanket that she wrapped herself in every night and held her fast even as the press of the mass weighed on her body, conforming to her and holding her only by her desires. Pounding pulse in her ears once again overtook her as she fought vigorously to free herself, and the harder she fought the the greater grew her lust and excitement! The small of her back was the first to feel it................the liquid touch that enveloped her hands, then breasts and arms, now made its presence known by a wispy elastic grip on and in her netherlips, and firmly enmeshed in her little pink pucker part.. She was being pulled in by her own desires and there wa nothing she could do to stop the spiral! Frantically she looked around for her champion to rescue her and save her from herself as she felt the grip ease around her hips and join the wet feel in the small of her back, and she knew she was trapped.
Hoarse breaths of raw terror and screams of frustrated excitement took her ability to scream away as the pain in her throat silenced her! She was held fast and a familiar feeling gripped her. Her same feelings from wearing her latex was both comforting and terrorizing as the wetness spread inside of her, violating her rear and gradually spreading her vagina and sphincter to force its way into her. Her desires clawed at her stomach as the excitement accelerated her lusts and fear as the wetness flowed rapidly up her back! The feel of her plushie's ears around her neck now took on a wet quality as the latex flowed around her chest and around her shoulders, encircling but not enclosing her breasts. The latex opens at her nipples and rolls down to where her breasts are part of her chest and holds her breasts out firmly to whatever may want to avail itself of her helplessness, closely mimicking one of her open nippled latex bras that she loves so much. The sensations in her nipples returns and she instantly moves her hands to quench the feelings once again, but stops in stark horror! There are tubules attached to her nipples and the more she pulls the more they start to force their way into her breasts, driven by her fear and lust! Tears flow down her cheeks as she tugs incessantly until the feeling that is making the insides of her jaws tingle stops. She is violated and is now so immersed she has no hope of getting free!
The same tingling in her jaws now spreads down to her breasts as she feels them start to fill and expand, and frantic bucking and writhings on her part only accelerate the process! She swells so big that the width of her breasts forces her arms apart as her nipples move steadily away from her reach while her excitement grows progressively, along with her breasts! Legs furiously kick and flail under the blanket, and allow the further expansion of the wetness in her lower body until a firm latex grip holds her hips and slows all movement from her to a gradual stop!
Her "bra" compresses her tighter and arrests her heaving chest as a unrelenting grip seizes control of her. Now the wet feeling of Snuggly’s ears spreads to the back of her neck and flows over her earlobes, steadily making its way to meld with her head and bond to it. It grows into a custom mask that she loves to wear, closely conforming to her face and allowing her eyes and mouth to be open, as well as her nostrils.
A feeling of eyes watching her grows stronger even as the latex envelops and begins to attach her to itself steadily, and two pink albino eyes stare at her from inside of Snuggly's permanent smile as he rises up from between her engorged and swelling breasts. Alienated pain and horror drives her excitement while her excitement drives her fear as her champion becomes the controlling force in her life, and she knows she is in deep peril! The feel of falling into the bottomless abyss alone now takes her as she starts to tumble and flail in her mind while the latex flows over her legs and arms, tightening and gripping her, forcing her legs and arms to bend and move to frustrating positions against her body. Her hands are pulled out to the side and then back behind her, wrists pressed against wrists as the latex tightens its encroaching grip and moves up toward her shoulders. Her legs are bent to where her heels press against the crease where her rear touches her upper legs and latex sheathes the folded appendages to tighten and grip them, spreading her open for more violation of her vagina and anus by the latex. Her hands are pulled to her feet as hands and feet merge into one point and become parts of the same mass, forcing her back to bow her into a dead spider pose in reverse!
Now her fears and lusts combine with her excitement as her form is melded with the lavender mass and she dangles from her neck as if she had been stuffed inside of a huge balloon and had it bonded to her neck. No amount of struggling can make any movement without being sprung back into position immediately while her lusts and desires grow. Like a latex spider caught in her own web she hangs, impaled by her lusts, hoist on her own pitard. Tears flow from her eyes and start to well up around her neck, threatening to drown her in her own excitement as she cries with enraptured fear and lust!
Oh if she could only orgasm and wake from the dream to find herself back in the room holding her Snuggly and feeling the softness of her special blanket as her tears flow rapidly down her cheeks in a torrent of emotion laden lust and excitement. The alarm goes off on her alarm clock and "Freak On A Leash" by Korn starts to play, rousing her from her sleep. Her tears slow and stop as she starts to breathe and calm, knowing she will wake soon as the song that is so close to her heart warms and soothes her. Reality gently makes its way into the room as she hears the familiar nothingness and her eyes start to register daylight. The song plays a long time, far too long to be right and she goes to reach for her alarm clock. she cant move her hand.
"WHAT HE HELL" rings through her again as she struggles to get free from the blanket and cant. Her eyes fly open and she sees that she is at the top of a huge lavender mass of latex that has enveloped her whole bed and pink eyes stare at her from Snuggly! She goes to scream and a phallic wad of latex fills her open mouth and bulges her cheeks, bonding to her instantly! Plungings from the latex in her anus and vagina now join the thrusting of the phallic latex in her mouth as she is watched by Snuggly who will control her orgasms, and not allow them when she needs them, only when he chooses to set her free.
