A Squeaky Admirer - WIP - 7/31/19 (Patreon)

I apologize for the late update, my schedule has been bonkers recently. Anyway I look forward to writing the rest of this story.

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        Luka was a young collage student who had been mostly kept to himself. Living alone in a small 3 room apartment, and barely passing all his classes, he didn’t talk or socialize much. It was like no one knew he existed, or so he thought. His life with pretty uneventful, until one day he began receiving strange text messages from an unknown sender. Each message was flirty and playful, reading “Hello cutie,” or “Can’t get you off my mind.” It was pretty tame at first, until the sender began sending pictures of herself. Now each message contained a picture of a woman wearing a sexy rubber costume. The suit resembled a salamander, with a long puffy tail and a rounded head with an elongated mouth. Painted black within a grey underbelly, the latex looked incredibly glassy and shiny. But what stood out the most was its piercing provocative red eyes which looked surprisingly life-like. Despite its bizarre design, it was still incredibly sexy as her voluptuous curves could be seen from underneath. 

        The woman would strike a sexy pose in each picture on her bed at 9 o'clock sharp, with a seductive caption. She would type: “Thinking of you. ❤️” or “I have a couple things to show you. 🍑” Luka never had the courage to write back, after all what would he even say? Though he definitely enjoyed looking at the pictures every night, as it gave him a chance to relieve himself. Luka  couldn’t resist her alluring figure and elaborate costume, she was far too sexy to ignore. Receiving these text became normal for him, it was like a ritual for him. But one day, the woman’s text arrived five minutes later than usual and there was no picture attached. Instead she simply wrote: "I’m coming over.” 

        Lukas heart jumped, he couldn’t believe what he was reading. “Is it some kind of joke?” he thought to himself. Even his wildest dreams, he couldn’t imagine a sexy woman in latex showing up to his door on a late night. Dismissing the text as a joke, he sat down on his couch and looked at his phone. Luka's couch was right next to the front door in his apartment, and the living room led to his bedroom, which also led to his bathroom. With his home being as small as it was he never bothered inviting anyone over, there is no way he could impress anyone with it. Despite believing it was all a joke he still couldn't help but feel nervous. Then suddenly he heard his doorbell ring. 

        Luka shot up from the couch, but couldn't muster the courage to walk the door. “It couldn’t be.” he thought. "Who would come here at this hour?” Luka was in denial, which is why he couldn’t muster the courage to get up. The door bell rang again, and after what felt like an eternity, he walked over to the door and opened it. But to his surprise, he found that no one was there. Luka was no longer nervous, but his heart sank. The boy was no longer nervous, but deep down he was disappointed and crushed. "It must have been a prank.” he sighed. Just as he closed his door, he heard a load cracking from his room, it sounded like a broken window frame.  

        Freezing with fear, Luka could hear soft footsteps approaching from the other room. Someone had just broke into his room and was about to enter the living room. Finally the intruder stepped into view, and Luka’s heart skipped a beat in shock. It was the latex clad woman wearing her salamander costume. Every step she took was elegant, putting one foot in front of the other and swaying her hips back and forth. Strangely her tail moved with her, swaying back and forth as if it were apart of her. "I apologize.” the woman said in a soft feminine voice. “I tried ringing the doorbell, but no one answered. So I came in though your window, even though it was locked as well.” she giggled. Luka was mesmerized by her the appearance that he couldn't even move. It seemed unreal, seeing her in real life was completely different from looking at her pictures. Despite her standing right in front of him, he still couldn't believe that she actually came, it felt like a fantasy. But there was something strange about her, when she talked it looked like the mouth of her costume moved as well. “Is her costume animatronic?” he thought to himself. 

        When she was close enough, she placed her hands on his cheeks and looked down at him with her dominant eyes. What's more, he felt a strange tingling sensation in his cheeks as if his skin had become sensitive to her touch. “You must be Luka, I've been wanting to meet you in for such a long time.” she whispered softly. “You're even cuter up close.” The woman was much taller then she looked in the pictures, only her breasts were at his eye level. Luka shiver nervously has a sensitive touch of a rubber send a pleasant feeling through his face. Nervous, he look into her life-like eyes doing his best not to stare at her cleavage. “Who are you?” Luka asked. A large curled up smile appeared on the woman's mask as if it were her real face. “Call me Balla.” she giggled. Following up her response, a slick rubbery tongue flipped out of her mouth and licked his face.

        Surprised, he stepped back as Balla giggled mischievously, licking her lips with her rubber tongue. “Aww, nervous?” she asked. Luka was speechless, he couldn't respond. This woman was strange to begin with, but there's no conceivable explanation for her strange like-life costumes. Her tail swayed side to side with excitement as if it were a part of her. The eyes on her mask stared right at him, following his every movement. Balla began to circle around him as if getting ready to pounce on her pray. Every movement she made filled the room with the sound of thick creaking rubber, seductively rubbing her hips together with every step. "I've been texting you for so long, hoping you'd send a reply. But you never did…” she sighed, stopping at front door as if to block his exit. "I wanted you to praise me, to gush about how sexy I am.” Balla whispered running her hands down her shapely hips. “So I got tired of waiting, and decided to come over in person. So what do you think? Am I not perfect?” she snickered flicking her tongue out once again.

        Luka couldn’t deny it, she looked amazing. With her slick shiny costume and voluptuous body, she looked like an erotic fantasy come to life. The way she moved, the way she talked, almost everything she did was seductive in nature. Plus the way she towered over him more than established her dominance in the room, and all he could do was look up and admire her. With that she began to approach him again, slowly but gracefully swimming her tail left to right, ogling him like animal looking upon its prey. "I think I understand now, maybe you aren't with just looking.” she snickered putting her hands underneath her breasts. “Could it be want a HANDS ON experience?” With another flick of her tongue, she pressed her breasts together, showing off her ridiculous cleavage in front of Luka. Though mesmerized by Balla's beauty, her towering figure intimidated him as he subtly stepped back. “Oh don’t be shy… Be a good boy and come to mama…” she whispered with an evil grin and a thirsty look in her eye.