Book Chapter 1 - Pilot - WIP - 7/2/20 (Patreon)

        There have been a strange string of disappearances on the far western side of the United States for the past few months now. Among them were chemists, fashion designers, and models. Investigating disappearances isn’t anything new in this department, but there was something very strange and specific about them. The disappearances would jump from one city to the next, if they were moving one state at a time. A young woman named Faith was dispatched by small but well equipped detective agency to investigate a suspected trading organization. After a few weeks of getting her self getting a job at the trading center, she was getting close to confirming her suspicions. They admitted to her that the trading company was only a ruse for something bigger, and offered her a job underground. After riding in the back of an armored truck for the past two hours, she began to feel uneasy. She didn't think that their security would be this tight. 

        The woman across from her was a young looking redhead probably in her early 20s, with the really straight ponytail. She had a small tie on tucked underneath her shirt collar wearing a small black uniform vest on top. She also had dark tights, a black leather miniskirt, and fancy looking high heels. And she had a black sash on her left arm that read: Entry Terminal #1, supposedly her rank. She was also wearing a small communication headset, though it doesn’t appear like she has talked to anyone yet. “Are you uncomfortable miss?” the woman asked with a welcoming. Faith returned her smile “Oh, don’t worry I’m fine, it’s just I was told this was going to be a short ride. How much longer until we arrive?” She asked. “I think... About nine more minutes. Then we’ll get you to your new department” 

        Faith was surprised, the woman was silent for most of their trip, but after talking she seemed much friendlier. It seemed unnatural but maybe she was just nervous. Shortly after the truck came to a stop, and they both exited through the backdoor leading into what appeared to be an elevator. Upon entering, she realized it didn’t have any numbered buttons instead it began moving once they entered.  There weren't any numbers displayed over the door, but she could feel the elevator moving down. They continued descending for almost 3 whole minutes when Faith began getting nervous. "How far does this elevator go?” Faith asked. “Don’t worry, we’re almost to the station.” The guide smiled. Faith looked at her with a confused expression. “Station?” She asked puzzlingly.

        Finally the elevator stopped moving and the door infant of them opened. Upon exiting the elevator, Faith was shocked to find herself in a subway station. There were two separate railways next to the platform which they were standing on, and on the opposite platform was what looked like two tall guards covered in sleek dark armor. But upon further inspection they could've also been statues, the figures were very feminine with the exception of their powerful lean shoulders, and long legs and arms.“This way, miss” the woman said as a small sleek tram arrived in the station. Only large enough to fit a hand-full of people, it was shaped like a box similar to those smart cars she’s been seeing in her city recently. 

        Once inside, the tram quickly began to pick up alarming speed entering a small dark tunnel on its way out of the station. Though she couldn’t feel movement of the vehicle, as if the interior had inertia dampeners. Faith wasn’t prepared for this, it was like she was in a surreal sci-fi novel. Less than a minute later the tram stopped while still in the tunnel, and they made their way into another hallway. The walls were white and shiny like a porcelain bathtub, giving off a futuristic vide, making Faith feel uneasy. Each door had a short label on them, beginning with a letter, followed by a hypen and a two digit number. The woman showed her to a small dorm room, a small desk next to a bunk bed. Walking into the room, the woman gave Faith a polite smile gesturing her arm towards the bed. “This will be your new quarters, you'll remain here until we may determine your position in our data division.” the guide said as she slowly backed out of the room. Faith walked into the room feeling a bit claustrophobic, it felt more like a storage closet than a living space. “Are the quarters normally this small?" she asked turning around, but suddenly the door closed on her with an electronic click.

        “Hey!” Faith shouted placing her hands on the locked door. "let me out!” She began slapping her hands against the door. “Please remain here until I return.” The woman's voice said over a speaker in a plain tone. Unable to open the door, all she could do is fruitlessly pull and twist at the nob which was locked in place. “This is getting sketchy.” she said to herself trying to keep her cool. There was little to nothing in her room aside from a couple bedsheets and a lamp on the small table. "I'm certainly think this isn’t actually a bed room.” Faith thought. Pulling up her both her sleeves, she pressed two buttons on her hidden bracelets which slowly coded her hands in shiny spandex gloves. She then pressed her left hand against the door, firmly pushing her finger tips against the surface. Then put her right index finger against her ear, activating small speaker and microphone in her fingertips which allowed her to hear what was going on in the hall. 

        “Yes we have her. Affirmative, we will have her inspected immediately. She won’t get away.” she heard the woman saying as he walked further down the hall. A drop of sweat trickled down her forehead, as she began pacing back and forth. “Could they have found me out?” she thought to herself. “It’s too soon, I shouldn’t just act now. But if they know who I am, I’m finished! I can’t let myself be caught yet.” Double checking her situation, she placed her fingertips against the door once more hearing what sounded like metal footsteps in the distance. They didn't sound like human footsteps, they were heavy, almost robotic, and sounded like there could be more than one. Letting out a deep uneasy breath she slipped off her lab coat, and grabbed at a rubber belt hidden under her dress skirt. "It’s now or never." she said to herself, pressing a button on her belt. Just like the bracelets on her hands, the belt quickly began to cover her belly and abdomen in tight spandex. As her suit began forming underneath her clothes, faith took pulled what looked like a small lighter out from her belt and held it up to the doorknob.

        In a quick red flash, her lighter had burned a hole through the nob, frying the lock inside as the door slowly creaked open. Once Faith's suit finished forming around her body say for her neck, she pulled at her collar revealing a spandex mask that she unfolded over her head. The mask hid her facial features, and the elastic fabric of suit reflected no light whatsoever giving her the appearance of a pitch black manikin. Kicking off the rest of her uniform she entered the hallway just as she heard robotic footsteps coming from around the corner. Acting quickly, she pressed herself flat against the wall and hit a couple buttons on her wrist bracelets, her suit camouflaged her against the porcelain textured hall. Nullifying all light surrounding her not even casting a shadow, she appeared practically invisible as two large armored women made their way down the hall. Her eyes widened underneath her mask, they looked like tall feminine machines. Their limbs looked like rubbery skin, their features and limbs smooth and seamless, with curvy but lean and powerful builds. 

        Both of them wore dark grey armored bikini-like gear, with tube top breastplates, high cut metal bottoms, and sleek sliver rounded shoulder pads. They also had some armor plating over their arms legs and tales, but it did nothing to hide their voluptuous figures. But the strangest of all, were their rounded viper shaped heads and large long rubbery tails. Their eyes sharp like knives, but with a strangely feminine gaze. Their heads snake-like in shape, almost anthropomorphic, but their faces still alluring with seductive looking smiles. Both pushing women approach the door to find it open with the a hole burned through the knob. “Seems like the spy has checked herself out." One of the machines giggled in a surprisingly soft voice as she gently swung the door open. “Well, this should be interesting.” the other giggled pressing a button on her wrist. Faith was rather shocked, neither of the machines sounded like robots, instead of monotone voices or grainy audio filters, they just sound like normal women. “Hello Ms. Wells. We've arrived to pick up your spy.” the machine on the right said. “Good bring her to the testing chamber, I'm already overdue to bring her in.” a familiar voice said over a small speaker in the arm. Faith recognized the voice instantly, it was a guide that had brought her in. 

        “That little… I was walking to into a trap from the get-go.” she thought to her self with an uncomfortable cringe. Faith wanted to run away at that very moment, but her suit would de-cloaked if she moved a muscle, as her camouflage only works when she's still. The machine on the right couldn't help but smile in amusement as if she was trying not to laugh. “About that... did you remember to lock the door?” she asked. “What do you- WHERE IS SHE?” the guide asked sounding alarmed. “Escaped. Something burned right through the lock.” the machine replied. “But… We checked her! She had no weapons or tools.” the guide stuttered. “Calm down, we’ll find her.” the machine cooed in a teasing tone, before abruptly hanging up. “Looks like we're dealing with a trained professional today.” she smiled. “I love spies that play hard to get.” the one on the left replied enthusiastically. Ready to notify the other machines, she was about activate a silent alarm when her partner put her rubbery hand on her shoulder plate. “Let's keep this between you and me, androids like us don't usually get tasks this fun, why should we share the spy when we can catch her ourselves?” she suggested. “So these are actual androids?” Faith thought to herself in shock. "I feel like I'm in a science fiction movie at this point, these robots talk, think, and even have a sense of humor…” 

        The android on the left thought for a moment scratching her chin as she looked at her counterpart with a smile. “Agreed, notify me if you found her, I've heard rumors that she's cute.” she giggled. Faith blushed under her mask, flattered though worried that her arrival wasn't subtle in the least. “That's probably why they want to use her as a test subject, these researchers just love using attractive acquisitions. I'll check the east side of the building, she could've gone far.” With eager looks on their faces, both androids walking in opposite directions. But before the android on the right walked away, it momentarily glanced in Faiths direction before disappearing down the hall, she could've sworn she was looking right at her. Once Faith could no longer hear their footsteps, she de-cloaked her suit and sat down on the floor, she felt like she was going to have a panic attack. “This is bad, I don’t have enough of Intel, I don’t know this structure, I didn't think I'd be caught this quickly.” she thought to herself in a panic. A million things ran through her mind faster than she could process, she didn't know what to do. 

        Then she heard more footsteps approaching her, she flattened against the wall once again cloaking herself until the footsteps faded away. De-cloaking her suit, Faith took a deep breath and took a few moments to pull herself together. “What happens happens, while I'm here I might as well get busy. I still have a job to do.” she thought making her way back down the hall. Trying to retrace her steps she looked for the entrance where she had gotten off the tram, but she couldn't find the door she came through. Every door looked nearly identical and was locked shut, and she couldn't burn the them all open because she limited fuel for her laser torch. Hesitantly, she decided find find the exit later until she had more Intel to bring home. Faith nervously ventured deeper into the building, the entire area was so plain and sterile that it began to feel more like a prison hallway rather than a dorm area. But the strangest part was how empty the hallways were, ever since she began searching the area, she no longer heard any footsteps in the area.

        Eventually she made her way to a long hallway with no door speak of, instead the walls were painted a solid black color. Just like the porcelain-like walls of the previous hallways the walls were shiny and reflective. “Why is this hallway so needlessly long?" she thought as she quietly made her way down the corridor. Faith grew more and more suspicious the farther she walked, she saw little to no security, and she was progressing with no intervention whatsoever. Suddenly she heard a loud hissing noise coming from both sides of the hall, as the walls began to bulge out accompanied by the sound of loud creaking rubber! The corridor was inflating, growing smaller and smaller by the second! Both the walls, ceiling and floor beneath her feet were lined with expanding pads of inflating latex cushions, each 3 to 4 feet wide and casusing the room to shrink! Without thinking she bolted forward, hoping to out run the shrinking space around her. Her running grew clumsy, as the rubber lifted her feet off the floor with every step, eventually heading to do an awkward bouncing run when she could no longer touch the solid floor. Faiths heart began racing in panic, the surrounding rubber closing in on her with every passing moment, making her feel extremely claustrophobic. The spy thought about turning back, but by now she was too far from the entrance, it was too late to doubling down now.

        In a race against the clock, Faith continued bouncing her way to the end the inflating rubber slowly inhibiting her progress, having to bounce with her steps rather than run. Eventually she had to awkwardly bend down as the ceiling puffed out overhead. The inflating rubber was now the only inches away from squishing her, but she was so close to the end, she was going to make it! But then, she mis stepped on her last bounce, as her foot was caught in between two of the inflating cushions causing her to plummet face first on the inflating floor. Looking up, Faith realized she had made a critical error as the light at the end of the tunnel became dimmer with every moment. Desperate, Faith began to crawl as fast as she could scrabbling towards the end as her time was running low. The young woman was so close, yet it seemed so far as her the hallway became more more narrow. The the ballooning ceiling began pressing against her back, she was running out of time. The ever shrinking space forced faith to crawl lower slowing her down as her anxiety reach new heights. The spy was so close only couple feet away from freedom, but it wasn't long before the rubber began gently squeezing her from all sides. 

        Faith struggled to crawl past the ballooning walls as they brushed against her arms and legs,  inhibiting her movements as they slowly pressed down on her. Ears assaulted by the sound of creaking rubber, her body slowly compressed as her space grew tighter a, prompting a soft moan escaped her lips. Despite the growing compression, she kept crawling, and crawling... and crawling... until she could no longer move. The inflating rubber tightened around her body, holding her in place as she was slowly compassed by the invasive latex. Despite the growing pressure, the inflating balloon-like walls felt extremely soft against her body. It was like the walls were hugging her in an intimate embrace, or squeezing her a massive vac bed. But the intent of the trap was obvious, to immobilize her, or worst case scenario... smother her! Faiths exit became dimmer and dimmer, the end of the hallway closing up in front of her as time was almost up. But she wasn't done yet, pointing her right hand towards the small gap ahead, she bent her wrist down as a soft click could be heard from her bracelet. A cable shot out from her wrist, latching onto whenever was at the of the hallway before pulling her to through the tight corridor.

        Faith whimpered under her breath as her body glided against the cushions of ballooning rubber, simultaneously squeezed as the latex rubbed against her body. With how cramped and tight her surroundings were, it feel like she was traveling through an inflatable sleeping bag. But within moments she was pulled out from the inflating hallway with a soft squeak, as she popped on the floor. The cable in her bracelet retracted itself as she shivered with bliss, the rubber squeezing she experienced while stuck in the hallway was surprisingly pleasant. Faith had never been so effectively immobilized or felt such gentle pressure against her body. Quickly recovering from the strange feeling in her chest, she got back up and looked at the hallway which continued to bold out as the walls, floor, and ceiling continued to inflate. The four corners of growing rubber pressing tightly against each other, filling the room with echoing creeks and squeaks. A deep sigh of relief escaped Faith’s lips, as she stood back up on her feet. "If I had stayed in there, I would've been squished.” she thought to herself. "I should probably expect more traps like this.”

        Just then, she heard some footsteps approaching her, normal humans footsteps by the sound of it, most likely with dress shoes. There were two corners on either side of the room she was in, but she didn't know where the person in question was approaching from. So she quickly pressed herself against the ballooning walls of the hallway and cloaked herself. A young woman with long hair and cute glasses entered from the left corador, distracted and looking down at her datapad. Faith, on the other hand, was slightly blushing underneath her mask as she felt the tight rubber pressing against her back, doing her best not to make a sound. Even though the inflatable rubber was stationary, she felt like it could engulf her at any moment by surprise, as she could feel the rubbery folds behind her back. The lab worker, still faced down at her tablet looked up only a few steps away from the ballooning hallway to realize that she couldn't enter. Speechless, she nearly dropped her tablet standing there dumbfounded. “Did the security system malfunction?" she asked, how am I supposed to get this report done today if I can't even enter the remaining cells?” 

        Faith eyes glistened as an idea struck her, she came to get some much-needed intel and now was her chance. With that she moved away from the inflatable hallway, prompting a soft squeak from the taut rubber. The lab worker stepped back in surprise, seeing the silhouette of Faith's camouflaged suit moving in front of her. But before the long-haired lab worker could scream, Faith de-cloaked her suit and held her wrist toward the woman as electricity could be seen emanating from her bracelet. It was a teaser of some kind, and the young woman recognized this, standing completely still in silent panic. “Shhhhh…” Faith whispered, putting her finger up to her masked mouth. The woman complied, not making a sound as Faith carefully took away her datapad, still holding her at wrist point. “Look I'm just here to take notes on some of the acquisitions, I don't know anything.” The woman shivered as Faith slowly stepped around her. “I know.” she said sounding smug. "Don't worry I won't hurt you. But I'm going to need you to take a little nap.” With the lab worker's back now against the inflatable hallway, Faith was ready to activate her taser, but then hesitated when she noticed a change in the young woman’s expression. Her eyes widened, taking a few steps back as another look of silent panic spread across her face. But she wasn’t looking at Faith, she was looking up at whatever was standing behind her.  

        Suddenly she heard a loud click behind her, as she instantaneously cartwheel jumped to the left, her lightning-fast reflexes taking over her body as she dropped the datapad on the floor. Faith moved just in time, as a sheet of wide rubber whizzed by her, slapping against the helpless worker and pinning her against the inflatable rubber of the ballooning hallway. This sheet of rubber sealed itself on all of its edges, trapping the woman between a latex blanket and the rigid inflatable wall behind her. Faith was speechless, turning around to see what had fired upon her, it was one of the androids. Holding up her arm with a barrel underneath her wrist, she smiled triumphantly as the gun retracted back into her armored bracelet. Her grey bikini-style armor doing nothing to hide her outrageous figure, Faith almost found herself distracted by it. Then, she loud hissing sound coming from behind her, turning around to see the blanket of rubber shrinking around the lab worker as if she was in a vacuum. Within moments the latex had formed tightly around the woman's figure, sealing her to the hallway as her silhouette struggled behind the seal of skintight rubber. Faith nearly froze in shock, as she watched the poor woman suffocate within the bondage sheet. 

        “Nice moves.” the machine giggled in a feminine voice. “Anyone slower would've been vacuum-sealed to the wall.” Walking towards the vacuumed woman, she drew her finger across her mouth, ripping a small hole in the rubber and allowing and her to breathe. “Though it would've been a shame if we had captured you so easily, after all, we’ve been waiting for you for quite some time.” the android teased. Faith didn’t know how to respond, only biting her lip in frustration. “So they knew I was coming the whole time. All I did was walk into their hands.” she thought. Keeping her guard up, Faith remained in a crouching position, ready to dodge at the next sign of attack. “Such a shame, I wanted to surprise you.” she joked nervously. “Well then…” the android smiled, putting her hand on her left hip while aiming her wrist that the intruder. “We hope you'll stay awhile, it would be a shame if you left so soon.” Then with a mechanical click, the machines armored bracelet converted itself into a rectangular mag. Whatever it was, it didn't look like a gun, instead, rolling out a short black cable, one seamless and shiny looking that dangled from her arm with the rubbery wiggle.  

        Without wasting any time, the machine twirled her arm around, extending the cable before whipping it in Faith's direction. With near cat-like reflexes, the spy jumped high up in the air, nearly touching the ceiling as the whip slapped against the floor. Despite its near rigid appearance, the whip did no damage to the porcelain-like surface. Instead, it harmlessly bounced off the floor as it wiggled around like jelly. The machine grinned at Faith, who was still hanging in the air mid-jump, completely open to attack. With that, the android twirled her whip again, swinging it directly towards airborne spy. Unable to dodge, the whip slapped against her chest, prompting Faith to wince as if she had been hit by a flyswatter. In that one moment, she looked down to realize the whip had attached itself to her suit, sticking to it like some kind of flexible jelly. But the cable continued to twirl around her, wrapping her up in mid-air from her shoulders to her waist, pinning her arms to her sides before being tugged towards her assailant. 

        With the spy all wrapped up, the android caught Faith in her rubbery arms, Pinning the young woman against her armored breastplate. Shocked, Faith looked up at the reptilian headed android, who smiled down at her like a triumphant Hunter. “Caught you…” she giggled. Faith immediately tried to break free, kicking her legs and straining her arms against the whip wrapped around her, but it was no use. “You're a jumpy one aren't you, you look like a little black kitten all wrapped up in my arms.” the android joked, tightening her grip on the fussy agent. “Mmmgh! Kitten?!” Faith growled under her featureless mask. “You like it? Alright then, we'll call you kitten from now on, you already look the part with your shiny black spandex and all.” she chuckled leaning in closer. “All we need is to add a pair of ears and a wiggling tail to your suit. We can arrange that after we've gotten you settled in." Realizing she was in no place to lose her cool, Faith took a deep breath, and proceed to release all the air from her chest. Taking it as a sign of surrender, the android giggled, relaxing her grip slightly and allowing the spy just enough freedom to make her next move.   

        Wrapping her legs around the waist of the android, Faith quickly pushed yourself upwards closer to the machines face. “Oh?” the android said, looking surprised but not threatened. Then, using her still free hands, the spy flicked her right wrists back-and-forth, prompting a loud click from her bracelet. Suddenly, the machine was hit by a shocking jolt, arching back as she released Faith from her arms. The spy jumped away, landing on her feet as she tried to wiggle her way out of the strange Cable that had her bound. The android however recovered quickly, tugging back on the cable and nearly causing Faith to fall over. “S-ss-s-neaky!” the android giggled, her voice glitching as electricity continued to emanate from her body. “It'll take a lot more than just a little shock to stop me, all you did was recharge my battery.” Faith groaned, staggering while struggling to keep her balance, but still doing her best to pull away. “Awww… Doesn’t look like that shock did the same for you.” the machine taunted.

        She was right, even though her suit offered some protection from the desperate jolt, it left her dazed and slightly disoriented. What's worse, she could see the LED on her bracelet blinking yellow, cleaning the battery of her suit was pretty much shot. Faith wouldn't be able to use the shock again, and even if she could her suit only had half its energy remaining. Defeating the machine wouldn't be an option, she had to escape, but there is still one other problem. The data pad, which she had dropped earlier now lay flat on the ground next to the machine's foot. Even if she could escape now, would be foolish if she didn't bring the pad with her. But then, with a smug grin, the machine lifted her leg, and smashed the data pad under foot. Chips, plastic, and circuitboards scattered across the floor, what little remained of the circuitry fizzled out with a whimper underneath the machine's foot. “Whoops, hope that wasn't a souvenir.” she giggle. Faith swallowed nervously, clenching her gloved fists and she was pulled even closer to the Android. “So they know that I came here for Intel. what's forced they knows I'm desperate for it.” Faith thought.

       Suddenly, Faith was yanked forward once again, as the android begin retracting the stretchy cable into her wrist. “Now don't resist." she giggled. “Come over here and let me take care of you. Inch by inch she was pulled closer to the mischievous android, the rubbery coil tightening around her body as she struggled to pull away. Faith was fighting a losing battle, she didn't weigh that much compared to the android and had no leverage to tug back, her feet sliding against the smooth floor as she drawn closer to the machine. The android snickered at her helplessness, intentionally taking it slow as if to assert her dominance on the human. Opening her maw, the machine revealing her wet rubbery tongue, licking the lips of her rounded viper-like snoot followed by a soft snicker. With her options low, Faith was growing desperate, she was running out of options. With time running out, she reached down to her belt, pulling on against the restrictive coil that held her arms in place and cut a small battery-like device on her hip. Suddenly, which with a high-pitched snap, the entire room was engulfed in a blinding light, causing the machine to flinch as she covered her optics.  

        The android stumbled back in shock, shaking her head as her optics slowly reset to compensate. Unlike humans, machines and computers can't adjust to rapid changes in light and darkness, instead, relying on specific modes of sight such as thermal vision, and night vision and such. Once the light has dissipated, the machine was surprised to see that Faith had disappeared. All that was left was the top half of her spandex suit, still stuck to the sticky elastic cable that was wrapped around her. "That sneaky little…” before finishing her sentence, the machine found herself chuckling with amusement. Rolling the elastic cable back in, she took a closer look at the suit that the spy was wearing. The suit hadn't just been ripped, it was like it was manually severed like a lizard's tail. What's more, after squeezing the fabric in her hand, it changed color to match her rubbery skin. The machine just smiled, hitting a button on her wrist and activating her com. “The spy is coming your way… she's pretty exposed at the moment.” she teased.

        Faith, now without any spandex covering her chest, had wandered into a storage area of some kind. Full of filing cabinets as well as a bunch of lockers and safes, they were labeled with letters and numbers similar to the cells she was brought to earlier. Though her biggest concern at the moment was how little she had to wear. Faith still had her pants, belt, gloves, bracelets, and mask; but between that, all she had was her sports bra. And though secure enough to hold up her rack, it was far from versatile like the rest of her suit. Looking back at her bracelet, Faith was disappointed to see that her suit had less than 25% of its energy left. Remaining silent, the young spy just stared at her the energy level on her bracelet pondering her options. “It's not like I'll be able to make it out here without my entire suit, and no way a topless woman isn't going to draw unwanted attention." she sighed, hitting a sequence of buttons on her bracelet. Stretching her arms out to make a T-pose, more spandex began creeping out from her bracelets. Though slower than before, the regenerating fabric made its way up her arms, covering her chest and belly before merging with her mask and belt. And just like that, Faith had her entire costume back to normal, but unfortunately, it came with the price.

        The young woman hesitantly looked back at her bracelet, and just as she feared, her suit was down to 9% of its energy. "I can't afford any more confrontation, I'll have to sneak my way out of here without wasting any more energy.” she said to herself, standing back up as she readjusted the fabric around her chest. But then, she noticed the cold breeze against her legs. To her surprise, the from her knees up to her thighs were gone, giving her suit a leotard-like look. "What?” she gasped, shocked at her lack of spandex. Now, Faith looked more like some kind of hooded dancer than a covert spy. “My suit must not have had enough energy to grow all the fabric back. It just used some of the spandex covering my thighs to compensate." Faith sighed, knowing she could do nothing about it. “Oh well… While I’m here, I might as well get myself some quick intel.” Starting with the file cabinets, she started flipping through each one taking snapshots with her bracelets, though sparingly as to conserve energy. The files in the cabinets were also number with letters followed by two-digit numbers, making her rather curious as to what the files contained. Unfortunately, she didn't have the time to read any of them in detail, instead, skimming over them while taking quick snapshots. Once she had looked over a few files, she double-checked her signal to the outside world, with some hope that she had at least some connection to send her data in case she couldn't escape. Unfortunately, her signal was completely scrambled, only able to detect some heavily encrypted routers.

        Now, escape was more important than ever, she had to bring the data home with her. Faith didn't have a plan, regardless she was more than ready to leave. But just as she turned around, she instinctively ducked down as two projectiles were fired in her direction. The projectiles nearly missed her, colliding with one of the file cabinets behind her with two wet squeaky slaps. Looking to see what she had dodged, Faith saw what she could only describe as two black balloons, slowly self-inflating as they covered the side of the file cabinet. "Balloons?” Faith exclaimed, though not feeling threatened. “Nice dodge…” a familiar voice said. It was one of the androids, though due to their similar looks, she couldn't tell which one. Holding a black shiny looking firearm in her left hand, there was a small tube protruding on the side which attached to her wrist, probably as a power source or some kind of source of ammo. What's more the gun was very rubbery looking, and rather than the built-in weapon, it looked like something she could holster. The Android slowly closed the door behind her, placing her right hand on her hip as if already feeling triumphant.

        Not one to let her guard down, Faith remained in a semi-crouched position, ready to jump at the first sight of attack. “Disappointed?” Faith replied sarcastically. “Well, since you asked, I was expecting you topless, so yes.” she replied. The android began circling around the room, as faith continued moving to keep her distance. “However, I do like the new look.” she android smiled, licking her lips as s he ogled the woman's bare legs. Faith groaned, unable to hide her bear skin left uncovered by her suit. “Why a leotard?” she thought, wishing her suit head use fabric from literally anywhere else but her thighs. “Well, while I'm here let me help you cover up." The android said pointing her finger towards the file cabinet. Though unwise, she briefly took her eyes off the android, and looked over to the file cabinet. The balloons had inflated to such an absurd size they were nearly transparent and probably reaching their breaking point. Then with the loud pressurized pop, both the balloon burst open, but instead of shredding to pieces, what remained of the rubber swaddled flowed around the file cabinet, coating it in a thin sheet of opaque shiny rubber.  

        Faiths heart nearly jumped out of her chest, if she hadn’t  dodged she would've been smothered in a tight coating of latex. “That was close…" she thought. "Now then, mind if we wrap this up?” the android chuckled pointing her gun back at Faith. With that she fired a couple more shots at the agent, but not before she was able to jump out of the way behind a couple of stacked desks. "I have to subdue her somehow, I can't use anymore of my suits power, otherwise she'll just follow me if I try to escape.” she thought. Then, the android fired a ball at the shelf behind her, hitting a paint can as it dropped next to her. Faith flinched, seeing as the balloon began inflating beside her. Not wanting any of the potentially smothering latex to touch her, she scrambled away from it and crawled behind the file cabinet that had already been hit by the latex balloons. “What's the matter sweetie?” the android taunted. “No fancy tricks this time?”

        Then, hearing a straining creaking sound behind her, the young woman looked back at the file cabinet. The rubber shrinking around it, tightening around metal drawer with every second, until every curve nook and cranny was visible. But then, the metal began to creak under the stress of the tight latex, even bending in a few places under the tight compression. "That rubber sheet is crushing that file cabinet!” Faith thought, eyes widening under her mask. “If I get hit by one of those balloons, it’ll squeeze the life out of me.” she panicked as the file cabinet continued shrinking behind her. “Are you avoiding me?” the android's voice said from over-head. Faith gasped, looking up to she the android leaning over the file cabinet with one foot placed atop it in a dominating pose. “Don't you still want to play with me?” the android asked with a giggle. "Unlike like you, I still have so many tricks left to show you.” Then, with an nstant crunch, the file cabinet was nearly flattened under her foot, before kicking it aside like a piece of garbage. Faith flinched in shock, not knowing whether it was crushed by the rubber or by the androids sheer strength. 

        “How about we stop playing hide and seek, and play a little game of cat and mouse?” the machine asked playfully while reaching behind her back. As if on autopilot, Faith immediately bolted for the exit, stumbling and bumping into the boxes and other junk cluttered around the room. The android just smiled, pulling three small red shiny spheres out from behind her back. Not in any rush, she tossed one to the other side of the room towards the exit. Faith was so panicked, she didn't even notice the small red ball whizzing past her as it landed right in front of the front door with a soft squeak. "I can't fight this android like this, I have to leave with what I have!” she thought. But then within a couple of feet of the front door, the red ball instantly inflated to about 6 feet in diameter into a large balloon. Before Faith even knew what hit her, she ran face-first into the giant sphere, squishing into its glossy rubber as it warped and bulged against her dark spandex suit. 

        The balloon squeezed around her as the momentum pushed her further into its surface, it like it was hugging her, it's tight but flexible surface pushing against both sides of her body. It all lasted for just an instant before she was bounced back onto the floor. Without any time to process what had just happened, she sat there dazed and confused as she stared at the balloon in front of her. “Wha-?” she stuttered. After shaking off her shock, she got back up and attempted to push the balloon out of her way. But to further her shock, the balloon wouldn't budge, her arms only sinking the rubber surface as it warped, stretched, and squeezed around her forearms. It was like it was somehow glued to the floor, remaining completely stationary and refusing to move an inch. The android just chuckled watching the spy fruitlessly push at the unmoving balloon, to her it was like watching a dog trying to open a doorknob. 

        Realizing the balloon wouldn't move, Faith slowly turned around to face her assailant, doing her best to keep a cool attitude. "So you use balloons as grenades too?" Faith joked nervously, unable to hide her helplessness. "Do you like them?” the android asked with a chuckle. "Grenades, mines, whatever you want to call them. Anyway these are some of my favorites, shame I don’t often get a chance to use them.” she began fiddling with the remaining spheres' inner hands, juggling them between her fingers. "last time I used these, was interrogating a snooping lab worker who had… let's just say he got little too adventurous and started poking his nose where he shouldn’t have.” she hinted with a playful grin. "He was very fussy, and wasn't cooperative at all, at least at first. But then, all I had to do was toss a few of these suckers into his cramped cell, and he was quick to comply.” With that, the android tossed both of the balls in her direction. 

        Before she could jump out of the way, both balls landed on either side of her, instantly inflating as they quickly filled with air. Before she could even flinch, Faith was instantly squished between two red balloons, disappearing underneath the opaque inflatable rubber. Feeling pleased with herself, the android slowly walked toward the double balloons, swinging her hips back and forth as she heard the helpless spy moan from within. “Looks like I made myself a little spy sandwich. Or would it be a balloon burger?” the android chuckled to herself. Faith, on the other hand, was caught completely off guard, without a moment to prepare before she was smothered by the encompassing inflatable rubber. Squeezed from left to right, her arms were pressed to her sides, and her legs were stuck together, leaving her completely pinned in place. "Mmmmmph!” she moaned, her face tightly squished underneath the black Lycra. 

        Her voice was only barely audible from outside the balloons, reverberating the rubber against her smothered face. Though she could still see through the black Lycra despite the tight balloons surrounding her head, all she could see was the red rubber crushing her from both sides. But worst of all, there was still the obvious problem of air, she couldn't breathe! Panicked, she tried turning her head from left to right, but she was only met with loud squeaks filling her ears. Before long the rubber would pull her head back facing forward, feeling the red rubber pull and stretch against her face as she tried to move. The same with her arms and legs, all she could do was move maybe inch at best before being squeezed back against her sides. Left completely helpless, all she could do was wiggle around within the rubbery folds, unable to even budge her limbs. With every movement she made, she could feel the latex rubbing against the bare skin of her legs, held tightly held her as if she was stuck a rubber vacuum. 

        The android meanwhile, continued watching the balloons jiggle and wiggle in place as their helpless occupant moaned from within. “Enjoying yourself in there?" The android asked sarcastically. The only response she received was a faint echoing moan, which was the spy's only means of crying for help. “Good, because these balloons are un-poppable and impossible to move. So get comfy in there will you?” she said mockingly, leaning against the wall as she waited for the inevitable. The androids' words just barely made it to the young spy, coming through as a muffled echo through the smothering rubber. Faith let out an angered groan, once again pushing against the walls of her prison within retaliation. Miraculously, she able to push balloons farther a few inches apart farther than before, giving herself just a little bit of elbow room. But with no air within her enclosure, the rubber still clung to her Lycra-clad body, keeping her thoroughly smothered within its skin-tight embrace. 

        Pushing as hard as she could, she let out another desperate moan as she was running on fumes, Faith couldn't last much longer. "I have to get out of this thing!” she thought. With that, she tried moving her arms, up hoping to push the rubber away from her head in an air pocket for her breathe. Faith managed to move her wrists upwards, but then, as reacting to her struggles, the pressure around her began to increase. It was like the balloons were try to suppress her retaliation, slowly pushing her arms against her chest, once again pinning her firmly in place. “Mmmmmm.” Faith moaned as the balloons squeezed her even tighter, feeling faint as the constricting rubber overwhelmed her senses. “I… need... air…” she thought. With a small rush of adrenaline, she once again pushed against the smothering balloons, stretching the rubber outwards as much as possible. But the more she struggled, the tighter her chamber became. “It's like these balloons… are reacting to my movement…" she moaned. 

        With the last of her diminishing strength, she pushed her right wrist forward as hard as she could, squeaking past the ever-tightening rubber. With every passing moment, she became more and more squished, the balloons still attempting to immobilize the helpless spy. Faith felt like she was getting flattened, the balloons leaning into each other to increase the pressure on her body “I’m going to be crushed before this thing can finish smothering me… I have to escape now!” she thought. Though it wasn't uncomfortable, it had become so tight that it felt like she was getting an intimate constricting hug from both sides. The young woman's lips puckered, her cheeks squished, her eyes squeezed shut, and her breasts pressed together between her upper-arms, it felt like she's partaking in some sort of inflatable bondage, something she never experienced before in her life. Faith blushed like a peach underneath her spandex mask, but kept pushing her wrist forward until it was straightened out. "I refuse to be defeated by a couple of balloons!” she groaned weakly. 

        Once her arm was outstretched enough, she flexed her index and pinky finger, and a small slot opened up near the front of her bracelet. A metal cable shot out from the gadget, pushing through the tight funnel of rubber and out into the open air before latching on the grey porcelain floor. Surprised, the androids head shot up as she saw the cable lodged into the floor, an amused smile spreading across her face. “Please... work…” Faith began retracting the cable back into her bracelet, hoping that her grappling hook could pull her out. Despite the balloons increasing pressure on her body, she felt herself being tugged against the surrounding latex. The rubber creaked and squeaked around her lycra-clad body as she was pulled through the ballooning walls, the motors in her bracelet straining to fight against the ever-increasing hold of the encompassing inflatables. 

        Faith shivered as her body rubbed against the puffy rubber, it felt incredibly stimulating especially on her bare legs with her now leotard-like outfit. But then, the balloons suddenly clamped around her, halting her progress and nearly crushing her in the process. The spy's lips puckered, her cheek squished, her breasts sandwiched together, it almost felt like the balloons were trying to flatten her. “Do these balloons prefer to crush me then let me escape?" she thought, feeling dizzy as she continued to endure the smothering. Despite being locked in place, the grappling hook continued its efforts to pull her free. From the outside, the android could see the balloons leaning and contorting in the direction of the grappling cable, trying to hold on to the smothered spy as the rubber stretched further and further to one side. 

        Then, with a loud rubbery squeak, Faith was flung out from between the balloons as she landed chest first on the porcelain floor. Unharmed, she lay there on the floor breathing in some much-needed oxygen the inflatable's had deprived her of. With a satisfied grin, the android walked over to Faith, looming over her with her hands on her hips. "Have fun?” she asked sarcastically. “I thought you were trying to... take me alive...” Faith said gasping between words. "I am. ❤️” the android said, stepping directly over faith until she was laying between the machine's legs. “I just want to watch you squirm for a bit. But I didn’t think the experience would take your breath away. she joked. Faith just sighed, rolling on her back to see the android standing over her. The spy knew she couldn't take on this android in a fight, with or her without her weird rubber tools. Then, the android took out her pistol and aimed it directly at Faith's head. 

        Reacting quickly, Faith planted her hands on the floor, quickly sliding out between the android's legs, nearly avoiding the balloon as it slapped against the floor with a loud squeak. Momentarily out of the android's view, she scrambled back on her feet until she was faced back against another file cabinet. Seeing as the android was about to turn around, Faith immediately hit the buttons on her bracelet activating her cloak, blending her suit with the cabinet behind her. The young woman didn’t even think about her battery reserves, just staying absolutely still in hopes of avoiding detection. As the android turned around, she looked writing Fait's direction, before letting out a chuckle. Confused, the young woman panicked, looking down at herself to make sure she was actually cloaked. To her horror, she saw that her thighs were still visible down to her upper knees. Faith completely forgot that her suit now resembled a leotard, leaving some of her skin exposed rendering her cloaking spandex useless. 

        Cursing herself and her own foolishness, Faith couldn't believe that she had made such an oversight, she could've used just a tiny bit of energy to regenerate spandex around her legs. While she was looking down at herself, the young spy was surprised with another red ball landing between her legs. It instantly inflated to about 5 feet in diameter, ballooning underneath Faith's butt and bouncing her into the air. Before she even knew what happened, she collided with the ceiling, nearly knocking the wind out of her. Faith then landed on the balloons soft surface with a rubbery squeak, breaking her fall as she harmlessly bounced upon its squishy membrane. After a couple of gentle bounces, Faith slowly sank into the balloon, slumped atop the orb like it was a bean bag chair. Dazed state, the cloaking in her leotard shorting out as the suit went into low power mode. 

        The young woman felt absolutely ridiculous, her spy suit had become a leotard, she was flat on her back after being ambushed by a balloon, she hadn't even put a dent in either of the androids, and what's worse, she barely had any intel to justify the outcome of her disastrous mission. Placing her hand on her head, Faith waited for her vision to stop spinning before attempting to get off of the balloon. But when she tried to climb off the glossy red rubber, her arms and legs just slip underneath her, feeling little friction atop the squishy sphere. With the balloon sagging under her weight, the surrounding rubber began to curve and warp around her, as if she was crawling up a slippery slope in a bounce house. Faith even tried grabbing at the balloons elastic rubber but it would only slip between her fingers like jelly.

        No matter what she did, the clumsy spy would keep slipping and sliding back to the center of the balloon. It was like she was on the world's most stubborn beanbag chair, refusing to let her go. The android just laughed from a distance, her voice becoming grainy as if wheezing from a sore throat. "Try as you might, these balloons are designed with immobilization in mind, good for blocking exits from time to time, but good for keeping humans in their place." she boasted in amusement. Faith continued her fruitless attempts to climb off the balloon, surrounded by soft squeaking as her suit rubbed against the surface. The young woman began to blush underneath her mask, this is not how she saw her mission going, now she couldn't even climb off the balloon to save her life. What's worse, the balloon continued to sink under her, the walls curving around her as if to swallow her.

        "Not again!" Faith thought to herself, scrambling her hands and feet along the surface, desperate to climb off before in fear of being smothered again. But the more she fussed, the faster she sank, the balloon curving in on itself until it looked like a big rounded teacup. The android was especially fascinated by this, placing her fingers on her lips as she watched the balloon warp around its victim like a flower. Balloon grenades were her always her goto weapon when capturing escapees and trespassers, but had never seen anyone sinking into one like this, making a rubber skin shudder with excitement. Faith began the panic, seeing the inflating rubber closing over her, she realized she didn't have much time. Without thinking, she shot her grappling cable up at the ceiling, immediately lifting herself up from the bubbles slippery center. 

        The cable creaked underneath Faith's weight, her bracelet whirring weakly while struggling to pull her up. Sweating, she could tell that her suit's power was getting low. By now, even if she could get away from the android, she'd have to escape the facility with nothing but her powerless leotard. Faith was almost out of the balloon until the edges curve around her waist, squeezing her hips as if grabbing her. "Eep!" she squealed, wiggling around as the rubber squeaked against her suit. Now only her legs were stuck inside the enclosing loon, kicking around clumsily but unable to get any leverage. Only the very upper side of her thighs could be seen from her angle, her muffin sticking out from the leotard tightly clinching in her fair skin. Tighter and tighter the balloon squeezed her, as if refusing to let her go, or like it was still trying to close the gap without knowing she was there. 

        "Impressive isn't it? How versatile my tools can be? How adaptable they are when snatching up snooping little humans?" the android boasted, just standing by as she watched the spy struggle against her balloon trap. Realizing her grappling cable wasn't going to pull her out, she began grabbing at the cable in an attempt to climb it, making little progress as the balloon grew tighter. Faith moaned and winced as the inflated rubber pressed against her hips, it almost felt like he was trying to pinch her in half. Though it wasn't yet painful, she didn't have any time left to waste, hitting a combination of buttons on her wrist, both of her bracelets began to hiss and whine, as if overloading. 

        The grappling cable began pulling even harder, slowly but surely slipping her out from the balloons grasp as the rubber slid against her exposed legs. Faith couldn't deny felt kind of nice, the latex so fine and well manufactured that it felt like a massage against her skin. Once her thighs were pulled free, her legs slipped through easily, quickly reaching the top of the ceiling as she took a sigh of relief. The balloon sealed up behind her with a soft 'squeak', the top opening now reduced to a puckered orifice as it shut itself tight. The android just sighed, disappointed that she couldn’t see the balloon envelop the spy fully, left only to imagine what could've transpired had the balloon closed around her like an inflatable flower. Just then, the grappling cable snapped from her bracelet with a loud ‘clang,’ and she found herself dropping back down to the balloon below. 

        This time, she bounced on the side of the balloon tumbling sown the springy latex before landing on the ground with a thud. Laying faced down on the floor, Faith was unable to get back on her feet, feeling dizzy and sore from the fall. With a worn-out moan, the spy rolled onto her back, only to see the android looming above her once again with a teasingly dominant pose. "What's the matter?” the android asked sarcastically. "I haven't even laid a finger on you yet. ❤️” While she was still disoriented, the android reached down and grabbed at the spandex covering her face. The spandex peeled off from the collar of her neck, leaving her face completely exposed as her silky hair pulled free from the mask, flowing down onto the floor like a veil. Android nearly gasped at the sight of the spy’s beautiful face, her metal carbon fiber heart nearly skipping a beat. Smooth well-toned skin, face blushing from embarrassment, her smooth black hair, but what caught the android's attention was her soft puckered lips.

        The android placed her hand over her mouth, still taken aback by how pretty her prey was. “Ohhh… Why you wore a mask this whole time is beyond me, I would've enjoyed this game a lot more had I been able to see your pretty little face.” the android teased and flirty tone. Refusing to respond, Faith just groaned, pushing herself back up on her hands and knees. But then, she was suddenly picked up from underneath her arms, the android lifting her to face level as it she was a puppy. “I’m sorry I damaged you… come here.” the machine cooed, leaning closer to the dazed spy. “she wouldn’t…" Faith thought herself. In that instant, the machine locked her cold rubbery lips with Faith’s, taking her mouth a surprise kiss. 

        “MMMPH!” Faith moaned in shock, completely taken off guard as their mouths became locked together. The machine's lips were cold like metal but soft like latex, so soft that she almost forgot that the android wasn’t a living thing. But just as she was about to push the android away, she felt a sudden jolt in her lips, shivering as if she had just been hit by a breeze of cold air. With one last smack of her lips, the android broke the kiss and dropped Faith back onto the floor, landing on her butt as she stopped shivering. It was as if she had just been shocked, feeling a bit worked up with a strange feeling in her chest. The Android teasingly placed two over fingers on her rubbery lips, as if savoring the kiss they had that just shared. “You have good taste” the android purred seductively. “So, I think I’ll save you…” 

        Faith looked back up at the android, she couldn't believe her own ears, not realizing that her cheeks were blushing pink. “Save me?” Faith asked, her breath's growing noticeably heavier. "For later. ❤️" the android followed up with a giggle, unholstering her balloon gun and aiming it directly at her head. Ignoring her exhaustion, Faith quickly jumped out of the way, the balloon missing her by a hair as she scrambled behind a bunch of cluttered desks. The android didn't bother giving chase, just putting her hands on her hips in amusement as the balloon continued inflating underneath her. Faith, still breathing nervously, remained still behind the pile of desks, listening for the android's footsteps and waiting for her next move. The android, however, stood her ground feeling confident knowing that the spy had no escape.

        Signing, the android placed her hand on her cheek, noticing the time which was built into her optic vision. “This is been so much fun, tracking you down, showing you all my nifty gadgets.” the machine smiled, letting out yet another sigh. The balloon beneath her then popped, leaving her ankles coated with black rubber, practically sealing her legs the floor. But android paid little mind, effortlessly pulling her feet off the floor as the rubber slipped off of her legs like stockings. “There's still so much I want to show you, unfortunately, I no longer have the time to spare, it's time to put you away.” the android said, her tone suddenly turning serious. Faith shivered, hearing the subtle change in her voice. “This thing hasn't even been taking me seriously at all.” Faith huffed in her thoughts, still breathing heavily as if flustered. “Computer! Lights off!” the machine commanded. The room went pitch black, putting both the spy and the machine in complete darkness. "Oh no…” Faith gulped, placing her hand over her mouth to hide her breathing. The room became quiet, the spy curling up into a fetal position as if trying to make herself smaller. The storage room had no windows, and with the opaque balloon blocking the door not a hint of light could be seen anywhere.

        Helpless and blind, she looked at her wrist to check the power of her suit, seeing what options she had left. Faith's heart dropped, she couldn’t see the led on her bracelet, it wasn’t even on. “Nononono…” she thought, shaking the gadget in hopes that it would just turn on. Nothing happened, her suit was completely out of power, leaving it as nothing more than a normal leotard. Faith ’s heart was beating out of her chest, sweat trickling down her forehead as she kept listening for the android's footsteps. The room was still so quiet, all she could hear were her own flustered breaths, unable to keep herself calm. Faith tried covering her mouth with both hands, doing her best to conceal her heavy breathing, but it barely helped. With every pounding heartbeat, her lungs were forced to expand to confiscate, making each breath deep, heavy, and noticeable. The young woman so hard to calm down, but she couldn't ignore that the android would eventually find her, which only worked her up more. It was like... the thought of being found didn't scare her as much as it did excite her. 

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      Faith placed her hand on her chest, feeling her beating heart underneath her black spandex. “I’m not scared, I’m… I don’t know what this is.” she thought to herself. Closing her legs, she began rubbing her thighs together nervously, feeling another shiver through her body. Faith knew she had to escape somehow, but didn't know what to do. There were no vents in the ceiling that she could fit through, her suit was completely out of power, and she was completely blinded by the darkness. All she could do was sit and wait, hoping that the android wouldn’t find her. But the thought of being discovered only made her more nervous, her breaths becoming more heavy and exaggerated. Then, she heard a subtle metallic clattering noise on the other side of the room, like a pipe or a water container being knocked over.

      Faith's heart jumped out of her chest, getting onto her hands and knees as she crawled out of her hiding spot. Slowly and steadily, she patted her hands around making sure not to bump into anything as she looked for something else to take refuge behind. “I can’t stay in the same place, if I keep moving around, maybe she won’t find me and give up.” Faith thought to herself, even though she knew it was wishful thinking. As quietly as she could, she continued padding around on the floor, carefully making sure not to bumping anything. Though her heart continued pounding, Faith did her best to keep her breaths as subtle as possible. As a spy, she felt confident that she could avoid detection, even without Power to her suit. But suddenly, something slapped against her back, knocking her off her knees as it wrapped warped around her midsection like some kind of rubber mass.

     Immediately following was the familiar voice of the android giggling in a sinister tone. "lights on!" she commanded. With that, the room once again illuminated, and Faith was horrified to see the android standing right in front of her, holding her gun up proudly like a huntress looking down on her prey. Then, Faith heard a loud hissing noise behind her, as the thing around her waist became tighter. Turning around and sitting back up, Faith gasped as she saw a black balloon wrapped over around her like a floaty, slowly inflating and squeezing her tummy like a rubber corset. “W-What!?" she gasped reaching down and grabbing at the ballooning rubber. Taut and squishy, the surface only indented against her hands, getting bigger and bigger as it slowly covered her belly. The Android calmly chuckled, as if watching a puppy throw a tantrum. “Looks good on you, do you like it?” the android teased putting her gun away. 

        "You made it so easy, crawling before me as it begging to be caught…” Faith just ignored the machine, continuing to push against the balloon in her attempts to get it off. Unfortunately, the inflatable only squeaked and creaked under her hands, creeping around her body like an amoeba and threatening to swallow her up. Reaching down to her hips, and right underneath her breasts, it was growing over her while keeping her body wrapped up in a vacuum-tight seal. “What is this? I can't get it off!” Losing her cool, Faith was unable to hide her helplessness, desperately rubbing her hands around the balloon, looking for a seam or any indication of how it coiled around her, but found nothing. Every inch of the balloon was smooth and seamless, without any lines or wrinkles of any kind, as if it had literally formed around her. The android took her time responding, unable to stop giggling at faiths rubbery predicament. 

        Since the balloon was the same shiny color as her leotard, it almost looked as if the spy's belly was inflating, like something out of a cartoon or a comedy. Biting her rubbery tongue, the android quelled her chuckles and tried to contain her amusement. "It's quite incredible, isn't it? The way it envelops you like putty, and clings to you like a needy pet. I bet the pressure feels real nice.” the android taunted, taking a few steps around the helpless spy. "That balloon you have wrapped around you made from organic latex, if can fuse its surface with itself to mold around its victims if necessary, so it doesn't always have to stick to things.” Not once did Faith look up at the taunting android, still pushing and shoving against the balloon is it continued inflating around her. Unfortunately, the orb wouldn't even budge, keeping a tight hold around her belly as it began pressing against her breasts and squeezing her abdomen. 

        Holding in her moans, Faith shivered as the balloon continued to hug her leotard-clad body, slowly getting tighter with every passing moment. It wasn't just its size that was increasing, but the pressure inside of it, and the spy could feel it with every single breath. The inflating rubber pushing against her chest, it's squeezing her in its grasp, causing her cheeks to blush red. Reaching her hands into the tight folds wrapped around her chest, she pushed her arms underneath the inflating rubber and began stretching the balloon outwards. The android smiled, intrigued with the spy's strategy as he placed her hand on her chin. “Hmmm?” she hummed curiously. At first, Faith was able to push the balloon away from her breasts, giving her more room to move. Unfortunately, she couldn't stop the balloon's growth, struggling against increasing pressure as the smothering inflatable made short work of her strategy.