The room was dark – but Antoinette was not a novice Hunter. Her thermal-vision goggles kept her appraised of anyone in the room; Antoinette refused to be surprised. She was a professional monster hunter – at least, that was what she told anyone she met. That was what it said on her business card.

Any NHE – non-human entity – that saw her, however, knew that she was inexperienced and easy prey. The NHE that Antoinette was tracking, a vampiress named "The Red Widow," stared at Antoinette as she stalked through her lair.

Now was as good a time as any for the 'big reveal" that she so cherished.
The Red Widow slammed the lights on with a clap of her hands. Antoinette dropped to her knees in surprise. "Where are you?" the hunter screamed.

"…where I was the whole time." The Red Widow grabbed Antoinette's arms and cruelly held them above her head. A nibble to her neck sent Antoinette into a haze, which provided the vampiress enough time to slip a pair of cursed elbow gloves onto her arms. The gloves ballooned, creating bondage mitts that magically kept her hands into fists and prevented her from removing the gloves. The bottoms of the mitts grew long, membranous latex 'wings' that stretched to her feet.

"You don't have the form, the pose, the poise – why, the only thing that told me you were looking for me were those goggles and your outfit. And, just so you know – we "NHE" don't emit heat."

The wings grew longer, and Antoinette felt her arms convulse. She mover her arms into a self-hug, and the gloves quickly grew latex – creating a straitjacket-like effect . She violently wiggled her arms, trying to get some slack.

Thick, black latex now bound her arms together and her arms to her body. The ebon-black coating swooshed over her breasts, creating perfectly smooth globes that pleasantly moved as she convulsed. The Red Widow smiled.

Finally, the 'wings' that had grown from Antoinette's gloves grew tight. They closed around her body, giving the hunter the appearance of a bat that had closed its wings over itself for the night. The latex formed perfectly to her body, and she moaned at its perfect tightness. Her clothes magically dissolved and the coating was flush against her skin. The Red Widow strapped Antoinette to a large stone slab with leather bindings.

To stop Antoinette's incessant screaming, she casually stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth and sealed it with a strip of latex before tying another black handkerchief over her mouth and nose.

The Red Widow kissed Antoinette before shutting the lights back off, leaving her to her squirming prison. "See you tomorrow, my apprentice."