The Balloon Shark Girl, Skunk Bubbler, Balloon Labyrinth - Preview 11/22/20 (Patreon)

The Balloon Shark Girl - $5 Patreon Exclusive - Seeing other opportunity to leave him wanting more, the shark woman ceased her thrusting, looking down on him as she was eager to see his helpless reaction. Coco winced disappointment as he continued pushing his hips in a desperate attempt to renew that pleasurable feeling. The shark woman snickered with satisfaction, it looked like he was begging, wiggling around like a needy puppy throwing a tantrum. But as the shark woman pushed her face against the rubber, its stretched farther that it had before, allowing her to get a closer look at her needy prisoner. Meanwhile, Coco was whining in frustration, unable to pleasure himself he his body starved for the intention of his inflatable dom.

Skunk Bubbler - Regardless, she didn't give up pushing as hard as she could in hopes of pushing the gum to its limits, seeing as a membrane was already stretched rather thin with its tautness. Meanwhile, the poor lizard woman had ceased struggling, still moaning uncomfortably as she writhed and squirmed in her vacuum packed bubble. Rupture didn't want to lose to another inflatable, but from her experience she knew that wasting her energy would get her nowhere. "I hate these things…" she thought herself. As the skunk woman approached Wolf, still choking on the horrible stench, he slumped on his hands and knees as he stared at his trapped allies in regret. They were his only hope of escape, and now they were just as helpless as he was, wrapped up and smothered in inescapable bubbles.

Balloon Labyrinth - From where he had landed, he was sitting on the far side of the bridge near the wall, lined with the vertical cushions which also sloped up into the ceiling like a circus tent. What's more, in the center of the ceiling was an opening of some kind, a hole between the vertical cushions which appeared to be at least a few feet wide. Despite how beautiful the room looked with all of the cute bubbles floating around, the orifice in the ceiling stood out as rather ominous. Still with the architecture of the balloon room coupled with all of the wobbling bubbles made it feel like he was on the set of some kind of fantasy show. Then, one of the bubbles began floating by him, just close enough for him to see his reflection as it gently wobbled in the air. Mesmerized by how soft and jiggly it looked, he impulsively reached out to touch it.