Drawn by hollowmask

<3h>Featuring EmpressLazy 's Aislinne

Make sure to comment on the original here:

Mature Content

Something was in the drink. Phantom knew it as she stumbled into the bathroom.

Her body was being coated and filled from the inside out. She felt her bio-mechanical parts in a struggle with the strange new infection. She didn't have much time to respond. In the end, she didn't manage to respond much at all.

Aislinne idly sat, sipping at her drink - much as Phantom had sipped her champagne just minutes before. She was controlling that tiny bit of herself; the cells that were now rampaging through Phantom's form and soon moving to her mouth. She stood up and walked towards the restrooms, taking a seat in the waiting area.

Phantom groaned. She felt the rubber coating her throat and teeth and gums. Her mouth ballooned out, filled with air and Aislinne's rubber. She fell against the sink, trying to spit it out but finding her muscles unresponsive. Her jaw dripped globs of Ais's purple-black ichor as she found her new rubber-coated mouth self-lubricating. She grimaced at the thought of what her captor would be doing with her mouth. With all of her sensitive spots.

---

Someone with white hair approached the door.

"Sorry," said Aislinne in her disguised form, "I wouldn't go in there. Not for a moment. She's busy."

---

Phantom was falling into a haze. Ais's chemicals drugged her faster than she thought possible, transmitting directly to her stomach and body. A powerful warmth grew over her that made her knees weak and body hot. She grabbed at the rubber, now expanding past her face and leaving her mouth agape. It coated past her nose, plugging it solidly and moving upwards. She felt it consuming her clothing and breaking it down into more matter for her shiny encasement.

Ais wasn't even sure if she was controlling all this. She tended to live in the moment.

The restroom was the one place with total privacy. Phantom had made certain of it, designing much of the MirageCorp expo center herself. She tried for the door but slumped over instead. Her arms went to her sides. Her legs spread. Her body disappeared.

Phantom was being rapidly coated into the perfect rubbery doll. Darkly laminated and carefully outlined by Aislinne's coating, Phantom was just as anonymous as any number of the endless drones the transdimensional horror had previously acquired. Anonymity and encasement; Aislinne's watchwords.

The creature, sensing the coating complete, entered the door and locked it behind her. She pulled the thoroughly imperiled and encased Phantom in close. Disguises were no longer necessary; for this brief moment she dropped all pretense of humanity, revealing her silky-smooth form.

Phantom wiggled left and right. No! Get away! No! Her uncoated eyes flitted around the room in helpless furor.

The captor-creature didn't need words. She gently moved forward, molesting her newest drone-to-be with a gentleness that bordered on romance. A hard, passionate kiss on Phantom's lips felt right. She was whole again. The joyous sensations of showing her true form and watching Phantom's reaction were well worth any risks.

Her outfit was printed upon her; a second layer that was weaved like a loom onto her thin coating. Aislinne crushed her prize against her tight. She was barely able to keep herself from simply giving into arousal. The sight of the illustrious Phantom sacked and nearly nameless was entirely too delicious. Both bodies were almost entirely glossy now - with one becoming solid while the other bore a full and heavy-duty alien encasement.

Phantom felt a nuzzling again and some sweet nothings whispered in her ear. One could see immense arousal and panic in her eyes - well, now just singular eye. One had been coated. Ais didn't know how long she'd leave Phantom like this, so she made certain that it was appropriately thick.

Arms cemented to sides, legs stuck in an irremovable pose... Phantom was rather doomed as the last of her face is swallowed up. She manages one last horrified glance before it's all over. The enclosed CEO was left with mere suggestions of her usual pretty features.

Ais felt a mixture of emotions. Some completely indecipherable to mortal sensations. Mostly, she felt a combination of exhilierated joy and nostalgia. Phantom was now just one of many mummified slaves that she herself had stored elsewhere in the facilty. Aislinne knew that the initial wrapping was a delight - one couldn't replicate it later. She kissed Phantom a second time. If there was a time for showmanship, it was right now.

The alien stared at the door. People might ask questions if they saw a purple alien horror slinging a heavily-encased mummiform over her shoulder. Her solution was simple - she squeezed tight, giving her prey one final nuzzle, and then pulled. Her 'skin' parted to accept what Phantom's body being engulfed. Ais was only a bit larger than Phantom - she was pleasant and easy to completely engulf. There was a loud, squeaky sound as she was enclosed

And just like that, she was gone. There was no trace of Phantom left. Well, except for the rubberized CEO engulfed within her gooey form.

A heavy sigh predated a return to disguise. Scandalously clothed, chocolate skinned, and at least relatively normal, Aislinne was incognito once more.

The door unlocked, and she exited the restroom without a word. She enjoyed the rest of the party with a little extra weight and a bit more inertia. None of the guests were so uncouth as to comment about it. A few of the guests did note that they heard heavily, heavily muffled moans... but most simply agreed that it was one of the many slaves that decorated the expo center. Besides, Aislinne had more than enough ways to arouse her captive. Encased in several layers and trapped in that perpetual visage of orgiastic fear, she was far too distracted to think about escape.

Even Phantom's disappearance was written off. "She's a high-powered CEO. Duty calls." None realized she was still there with them, moaning and groaning and cumming in a pleasure prison designed specifically for her.

Aislinne left the room and went for the MCI offices. The doors opened, detecting the CEO nearby. Aislinne giggled as doors, both metaphorical and literal, opened up across the compound.

----

Check out the alternate version here:

Also featuring StudentOfRubber , RubberLink , and hollowmask 's characters!