Every few moments, the worm opened its gooey, soft maw wider to gulp down Phantom further. It had started just at the top of her hair, but it was to her forehead now. It was so agonizingly slow.

So slow. She almost thought that she wanted it faster. Wanted it faster...?! Did she just think that she wanted to get gulped down more? Faster? Quicker? Squeezed and swallowed? 

The gift had come without fanfare. Phantom assumed that her staff had scanned and vetted it; how else would it be waiting for her inside her home? Surely it was safe. There was a very sweet card from her friend Laressa, one with a silly little melody that started to play. 

"Wish you a really TASTY birthday!" Phantom smiled, letting the card play "Happy Birthday" as she opened the box. And just as she did, the room filled with rose-colored gas. She got a huge face-full of it, and her lungs struggled to process it away. Her mind went soft, much like her body. She fell to her knees as an impossibly large, gooey serpent struck from the box. Its rubbery tongue lapped and found Phantom, and it began to gulp her down. She was the birthday treat, after all. 

Laressa's voice began to speak from the card. 

Phantom didn't manage any words, just hazy, addled mewling sounds as it slinked past her eyes, her mouth, her lips. The thick rubbery sensation of her head being entirely, entirely encased was intoxicating. She blushed, even though nobody could see her face under the skintight serpent. The worm went farther, gulping around her neck, beginning to expand much wider to squeeze in her shoulders. It was going to be tight! Her arms barely flailed against her face, and she felt the outlines of her expression sealed down. It was tight, tight... and getting tighter. 

Past her shoulders. The worm was squeezing her so tightly, she knew she was going to be pressed and compacted very nicely. She could imagine it very easily - Phantom would just be a nice, shapely bulge in the rubber, outlined, squirming, body svelte and sensual. 

Laressa's voice continued. But it wasn't coming from the giftbox. It was coming from inside the room, as she gently slunk down from the ceiling.

"I want you to feel absolutely beloved, and in a fitting spot. I want you to feel so hot and steamy." 

Phantom could barely hear her, but she could wiggle and hear just enough that made her bite her lip and squirm. Her hands went down to her groin, helped by Laressa's gentle hands. She felt something glowing on her forehead. Glowing? Growing? It was a secondary inner lining, gently rolling down to squeeze and press and keep her nice and coated. It would make sure that she was very safe and padded in her rubbery womb while Laressa was having fun.

"Which you are, by the way. I can feel your heat. I can feel your heart race." Laressa leaned in, placing her head against Phantom's chest, nuzzling her generous tits for a moment. Then, she moved her head and hands upwards, up towards Phantom's encased face. Her thumbs rubbed against the sealed expression, trapped in a pleasured moan. Laressa leaned in her head and met with Phantom's open ,waiting lips. A sealed smooch. A telling kiss. 

"I can hardly refuse kissing you, again and again, as you're getting so nicely packed down." 

Phantom kissed back, and their lips met again. This time with the two of them locked in a rubbery embrace, the taboo nature only stimulating Phantom more as the worm gulped down and down. Her legs started to kick, and Laressa steadied her sweet bulging rubbery gift with her hands; calming her, stilling her, and letting her feel so hot, steamed, and sensorious as she gently moved her hands around her beloved "meal"'s curves. A birthday treat indeed.