The Rubber Woman's Symbiosis - $5 Patreon Exclusive - WIP - 3/2/20 (Patreon)

I really really enjoyed making The Lab Incident commission, so I decided to do a spinoff.

I might change the name later.

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        Trina, the lizard woman who helped secure the rubber woman in her new cell, just finished her Wednesday shift and was relaxing in her quarters. The young woman's space was small despite her size with almost 3/4 of the room being her bed, with only a small table with an alarm clock, and a built-in locker in the wall. Laying on her bed in nothing but her white underwear and a black crop top, she was putting the finishing touches on her latest report before setting it aside on her small desk. Letting out a long well deserved yawn, she readjusted her top and reached over to turn off her lamp. Though being reptilian she could see just fine without the light, the only difference being the lack of any color. “Things have been so dull since we put that rubber woman away.” she sighed. “Now it’s just business as usual again. I almost wish a slime would get loose just so I could have something to do.” Throwing off her crop top, she pulled the covers over her smooth scaly body wearing only her white underwear. Now feeling comfortable, she closed her eyes and tried to empty her mind to relax, though still dreading her mundane schedule she would be carrying on the next day.

        Though minutes later, just as she was about to fall asleep, she was rudely awakened by the sound of creaking rubber. Trina’s eyes shot open, quickly sitting up from her bed she looked around the room afraid that she would find a balloon in her room. Fortunately, there was nothing, she was alone as usual in her small quarters. Letting out a sigh of relief, she placed her hand on her chest and try to calm down with some deep breaths. Ever since the rubber woman attacked, she couldn't think of balloons the same way again, the very sight of one would make her chest feel all weird and tingly. Trina couldn’t forget the indescribable feeling of being squeezed from all sides by inflatable rubber, the way she was helplessly immobilized while they pressed and rubbed against her most sensitive areas just did something for her that even casual sex couldn't achieve. Despite the danger involved, the experience was absolutely amazing, fortunately, no one could hear her euphoric moans while the balloon was jammed over her snoot. It was like the experience awakened something in her that she could no longer put away. Trina didn’t plan on telling anyone about this, intending to take the secret to her grave. 

        Laying back down, she tried to go back to sleep, but could not ease her mind. Now she couldn’t stop thinking about rubber balloons, as the erotic memory of being squeezed by inflatables lingered in her mind. Letting out annoyed grown, she found her self restless and horny, unable to calm down as she impulsively began rubbing her legs together. Guiding her hands down to her panties, Trina's breathing grew heavier, as did her libido. But just as she was about to get started, something heavy plopped onto her bedsheets, and she quickly sat up from her bed. Trina couldn't see the color, but it looked like a large drop of gelatinous slime. Then another blob landed on her blanket, merging with the first one and growing in size. Shuddering, she turned on the light and looked up to see that the slime was coming from the air vent above her bed. What's more, the slime was green, shiny, rounded and strangely reflective, just like rubber. The young woman froze with shock, as only one thing came to mind upon seeing it. Throwing her bedsheets off, Trina began scrambling to get off the bed, but then the air vent burst open, as a flood of slime gushed over her. 

        Thick and heavy, the rush of goo pinned her against the bed as it quickly covered Trina head to toe, slathering her in its slimy substance. “He-MMMMPH!" Attempting to yell for help, the slime quickly oozed over mouth quickly silencing her voice, turning her cries for help into barely audible moans. As if alive, the slime began creeping over her skin, closing any gaps left around her body as it sealed her up in its gooey embrace. Struggling to get up, rubbery strands of slime kept her glued to the bed, snapping one at a time as it took all of her strength just to sit upright. Every strand of goo that broke off from her sheets slapped back onto her slime coated body, it felt like she was fighting against gelatinous glue. But, as the seconds past, Trina could feel the goo changing around her, as if it was drying up, becoming more rubbery and elastic. She grabbed at her chest, attempting to pull the goo off, but it would only stretch out before snapping back onto her skin like a wet suit. The slime around her was getting tighter and thicker, as if the elastic goop was trying even itself around her form. It no longer felt like goo covering her body, now it felt like she was wearing some kind of rubber suit, as the substance took on the consistency of tight latex.