Balloon Labyrinth - Commission - WIP - 11/29/20 (Patreon)

        "Ohh… what was… What happened?” Chaotic, the grey anthropomorphic raccoon said to himself, waking up on a soft squishy floor. At first he felt drowsy, but after a few moments he regained his senses and sat up as best he could. Chaotic felt the floor squish under his weight, bulging around his hands and knees like an inflatable cushion, squeaking with even the smallest movement he made. When his vision cleared, he saw the floor was made of red rubber, the deep passionate shade of red that you would see a some Valentine's Day heart. Then, as Chaotic moved his head, he felt something push underneath his chin with a soft squeak, putting an unusual amount of pressure around his neck. Grabbing at it with his left paw, the raccoon found that he was wearing some kind inflatable collar, it was made of soft but pressurized rubber that was squishy to the touch but a little restrictive. Grabbing at it with both hands he attempted to yank it off by, hoping to stretch it out enough that he could pull it over his head. Unfortunately the collar remained firmly snug around his neck, the rubber snapping back in place as it slipped out of his paws. Quickly realizing that the collar wasn't coming off, he gave up and decided to head lice is surroundings.

        Chaotic found that he was in a small box-shaped cell, the walls padded with the same giant red rubber cushion as the floor. There weren't any doors or even a visible light  source despite the room being illuminated, just red padded rubber everywhere he looked. Chaotic tucked his tail between his legs, looking in every direction as double checking his surroundings for an exit. His space was so small he almost felt as if it was getting smaller, blushing at the very though as he was very fond of rubber and inflatables alike. “H-hello?” he called out nervously, his timid voice reverberating throughout the surrounding rubber. Chaotic shivered, he could practically hear the rubber absorbing the vibrations in his voice, possibly muffling or muting his voice from whatever was outside. At first he thought he was dreaming, perhaps this is some kind of kinky fantasy fueled dream involving rubber entrapment, but it all felt so real. The way his hands and knees sank into the squishy surface, the way it budged under his weight, and the way it squeaked with every little movement he made, too vivid for a dream. But more importantly, was a strong tantalizing scent of fresh latex, the smell almost hypnotic as it entered his nostrils, calming him like a lavender candle would.

        "What is this place? How are did I get here?” Chaotic asked himself. The last thing he could remember was drinking a glass of lemonade his boyfriend Ronan gave to him. Ronan was a raccoon like chaotic, but he had lighter brown fur and was a bit more unpredictable and strange. The brown raccoon was an inventor, his research often involving programmable micro fabrics, though he mostly kept his work a secret. Despite his secrecy, Ronan would often present chaotic with different kinds of balloons for them to play with, some unpoppable with tough but pliable rubber, some slippery and more squishy like bubbles, and even ones with enough buoyancy to act as floating beanbags. It seems like almost every week he would have something new for them to play with.

        But one afternoon, instead of suggesting some midday playtime, Ronan offered his boyfriend the drink which led to him conking out. Chaotic looked back at the floor shaking his head with a sigh, his partner was infamous for playing tricks on him in the form of playful surprises, but this was definitely a step above his usual antics. “Why… Morin'n sweetie!” said a flirty voice echoing throughout the surrounding rubber walls. Tilting his head back up, Chaotic swiveled his head around with a grumpy look on his face. Though slightly muffled, he didn't take the anthropomorphic raccoon long to figure out who voice belonged to. “Ronan!” Chaotic huffed, sitting up on his knees as he attempted to standup. "Did you drug me? Wah… Whoah!” then, he clumsily tripped backwards, unable to get any footing as the rubber squished beneath his feet. Fortunately the same rubber cushion this fall as he bounced on the balloon-like floor, but found himself blushing in embarrassment has he tucked his tail between his legs.

        Ronan voice could be here giggling throughout the rubber, mischievous and playful as usual and only adding to Chaotic's embarrassment. "I've always loved seeing you bounce, but don't worry, you'll get used to it soon enough.❤️” Ronan teased. Sitting back up using his elbows as leverage, Chaotic meeped softly under his breath as he felt the rubber squeak against his fur. “What do you mean? Did you put me in some kind of kinky prison?" he asked the longer looking grumpy. “Hardly…” Ronan replied. “What you're sitting in is my newest invention!” Suddenly, the surrounding walls began to expand around him, inching closer to the blushing raccoon as he squeaked out in shock. Chaotic also looked up at the ceiling only to find that it was closing on him as well, tucking his legs up to his chest as he curled up into a fetal position.

        “You'll like what comes next… It’s gonna be TIGHT!” Ronan giggled ominously. Steadily, the ballooning self inflating closer and closer to him, almost teasingly slow the rubbery walls began rubbing and squeaking against each other. Within moments, the walls had completely boxed him in, only inches away from his body which made him blush even more. Chaotic wasn't scared, he was nervous, he had never been surrounded by so much rubber, now he was only moments away from a ballooning full body squeeze. Despite near imminent danger of being smothered, he opened his legs and reached out to touch the rubber with both of his hands, pushing gently just to feel the rubbery softness of the approaching cushions. Strangely enough, it calmed him, mentally preparing him for the lovely squeezing he would soon endure, for better or worse. 

        The inflating rubber pressed against his knees, wedging between his legs and approaching his groin. The cushion behind him pressed against his back, slowly pushing him into the oncoming rubber in front of him as he closed his eyes. The cushions on either side of him began pressing against him as well, squeaking past his shoulders and gently squishing against both sides of his face. Chaotic smiled as he let out a soft whimper, no longer annoyed or scared, but enjoying the slow squeezing therapy. But before the chamber could grow any tighter around him, the walls suddenly disappeared with a soft POP. Surprised, Chaotic opened up his eyes to I find at the walls had disappeared into a glittering red mist, releasing the pressure from his body all too quickly. Now with the walls gone, he found himself sitting in a much bigger rubber room, one with multiple padded cushions all over the ceiling and walls with six surrounding passageways. The walls were in the shape of the hexagon around him, with each passageway in the corners between each side, lined with rubber cushions like doorframes. 

        Chaotic gasped, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. The raccoon thought he was in some kind of kinky cell, but this room was the size of a auditorium, or circus tent to be more accurate. “Behold, you're not sitting in any old rubber padded room, you're inside my state-of-the-art balloon labyrinth.” Ronan announced proudly, as if trying hype up a crowd. His voice echoed throughout the much bigger room, with a slight reverb due do the all surrounding rubber. "Ro-Ronan? What is this? Where I? How did I get here?”  Chaotic asked still looking side to side in disbelief. “Ohhhh?” Ronan cooed teasingly. “Did I just blow your mind?” he asked. Suddenly, the cushion underneath him began to inflate, growing and becoming more rounded as he began to slide off. 

        “Whoa!” Chaotic squeaked, flailing his arms or legs about as he tumbled forward onto the cushion in front of him, landing safely on his back. “Common sweetie… Where you are right now is not as important as where you're going." Ronan giggled ominously. Chaotic around, getting back up as he steadily tried to stand up on his feet. The young raccoon had become anxious, feeling a bit cheated by the all too brief squeezing session he was promised earlier. The experience had made him flustered, his heart still pounding just as he stared at the rubber padded walls surrounding him. “Now Now, don't be shy… pick any door you'd like, no matter which one you choose you won't be disappointed.❤️” Ronan teased. With his tail tucked between his legs, he began walking towards the closest entrance he could find, blushing as he felt the rubber squish under his feet with each step he took. Chaotics heart begin to beat faster as he approached the rubber framed entrance, if what Ronan said was true, he had only been given a taste of what was to come.

        The entrance was dark, there wasn't any light illuminating it, making it rather ominous and unsettling. With his legs shivering, he just stared at the passage of looming darkness, afraid that something was going to jump out at him like in a horror game. “Awww… There’s nothing be afraid of. Though if you'd like, you could stay in this room and jump on the cushions like a bounce house, but that won't be nearly as much fun as what's through that door…” Ronan giggled. Chaotic was never one to resist his boyfriends teasing, complying as he stepped forward through the rubber framed entry. Suddenly, he heard a loud hissing sound behind him. Startled, he turned around to see the padded rubber frame inflating inwards on the entrance, closing itself off like an automatic door. Before he knew it, the passage was sealed off completely with the loud rubbery squeak, leaving him in complete darkness as he folded his arms over his chest. 

        "Ro…Ronan?” Chaotic called out nervously. Instead of an answer, he felt the rubber cushion bulge underneath his feet, slowly inflating until became firm and taut. Then with a pop, the cushion burst as he suddenly felt himself drop. Chaotic gasped horror as he began falling into the darkness, flailing his arms around in hopes of grasping something to stop his dissent. But shortly after, is his surroundings began to light up again as he found himself landing butt first on another inflatable surface. Chaotic's bounced a couple of times before coming to a complete stop, cushioned but a bit shaken by the landing as his eyes rejected to the new room. The raccoon looked up, and his jaw dropping off eyes widened with excitement.

        Just like the previous room he was in, the space was massive, but hardly empty as he found himself in a room filled with large wobbling bubbles. The bubbles were all transparent, but very visible as they're glossy exteriors shined and glittered in the light, just as reflective as a soap bubble but wobbling like a giant balls of jelly, while gently floating around the room. Chaotic’s eyes shimmered, his heart pounding at the very sight of them, he just wanted to jump up and play with them. Then, he in a small section of the ceiling hiss softly right above him. Looking up, he saw two separate cushions inflating over entrance in which he had dropped from, sealing up the gap in the slanted wall without a trace. Sitting back up, he saw that the surface he was standing on was not tiled with cushions like the last was. The room was made of several horizontal columns that made up multiple bridges connecting with each other, each sloped differently but all on different levels. It almost reminded  him of that scene from Harry Potter with all the shifting stairways, 

         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.

        "I see you’ve taken a liking to these giant bubbles.” Ronan announced. Chaotic flinched, startled by his boyfriend's announcement as he pulled his hand back. "They are beautiful aren't they? But be careful, they may just... swipe you off your feet!” the playful raccoon chuckled. “Huh?” Chaotic responded tilting his head up, noticing the not-so-subtle emphasis he put on the last part of his sentence. With that, the young raccoon regained his focus, watching in disappointment as the bubble slowly floated away. “Now now, don’t get so glum, if you can make it out of this room, there'll be something even more special in store for you than a room full of bubbles” his boyfriend teased before going silent. Chaotic blushed, shivering has his first it on and with excitement. The young raccoon was never one to back down when his boyfriend offered him incentives.

        Taking a deep breath, Chaotic slowly stood up on all fours, working hard to get his footing as the rubber and budged under his feet. Though he had to crouch, Chaotic was able to balance himself, slapping his cheeks gently as he focused himself moving forward across the rubbery bridge as he gently bounced with every step. It was a bit difficult to maintain his balance at first, but he really got the hang of traversing over the inflatable surface. Chaotic’s bouncing steps were rather clumsy, but it was sufficient, and even a little fun. As he made it halfway across the bridge, he got himself boggling at some of the other bubbles that floated close to him. But remembering his boyfriends subtle warning from earlier, he quickly refocus himself and try to ignore the bubbles, as if pretending they weren't there.

        Looking to the side of the bridge, he wasn't able to see an exit of any kind, most likely out of view from where he currently stood. With a sigh, Chaotic realized he would have to cover a lot of ground before finding his way out. But while his head was turned, he bumped into something soft and squishy, gasping as he felt a comforting sensation of pressure on his chest and face. Chaotic quickly turned his eyes ahead to see that he just walked into a giant wobbly bubble, squishing against his naked chest is it pushed against him. Moving in his direction, it began warping around his body, squishing his cheek and sliding against his fur with its smooth exterior. “Meep!” Blushing in surprise, he quickly stepped back, watching is a bubble wobbled back to its original round shape wobbled as began floating in the opposite direction. 

        The raccoon had been trying so hard to ignore the bubbles, he forgot to pay attention to them in order to avoid them. Taking a deep breath, Chaotic placed his hand on his chest, his heard beating as he watched the orb float away. In that brief moment of being touched by the bubble, he noticed how soft and slippery it felt, like walking into a giant flexible airbag. It was much softer and more malleable than the balloony cushions he had been teased with earlier, a lot less firm and more absorbent. In fact, the moment he had touched the bubble, he felt as if it was supporting his weight, even stopping his momentum without any recoil or knocking him over. As it floated off the bridge out of reach, he shivered from its absence, even reaching his hand out as if beckoning it to come back. 

         While he was distracted, another bubble nudged him from behind, making his chest flutter as the soft membrane rubbed against his back. But as he stood stationary, he noticed the bubble began to warp around him, almost like an amoeba. Startled, he jumped forward out of the bubbles reach as it nearly glomped around him, jiggling about as the raccoon stumbled away. Chaotic looked back at the wobbling orb, his heart beating in a mix of nervous shock. “Did that bubble… just try to grab me?" he thought to himself. Once the bubble stopped bobbing around and regained its spherical shape, it slowly began floating towards him. The raccoon tried to step out of its way, but it only changed direction as it kept approaching him.

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11/29/20

         With the bubble picking up speed, he quickly turned around as he runaway, only to bump into yet another bubble that happened to be floating by. Taken off guard, he let out a muffled groan into the bubble's membrane, warping against him as it cushioned his body, nullifying his momentum. Chaotic took a quick step back, gasping in surprise before the bubble pushed back against him. “Mmmmph!” Shoving his arms against the comfy sphere, he managed to push it away, only for the other bubble behind to catch up to him as it squished against his back. Letting out a faint whimper, found himself cornered as the bubble in front closed in on him. With no time to jump away, the bubble squished against his front, pinning him in place as it smothered his face and squeezed his body.

        The young raccoon blushed as he felt both bubbles pressing against him with gentle but growing pressure. Both of his arms were pinned to his sides, and his feet had been lifted off the floor leaving him suspended between the two clingy spheres. Gravitating toward him, they both squished against each other like malleable gumdrops, increasing the squeeze on him with every passing second. From the outside, they almost look like a pair of giant glossy lips, with the squished raccoon completely visible through the transparent surfaces. With their soft slippery membranes pressing against him, it felt like he had been captured by an all-encompassing bubbly hug. They're hold on him unyielding but not uncomfortable, as if he was being smooshed by two large pillows. 

        However, the one problem he could ignore was his lack of oxygen, the bubbles were smothering him. "Mmmph!” he let out a desperate moan as he attempted push his hands forward, but his arms quickly pressed back to his sides, with little leverage to struggle. Chaotic couldn’t even open his mouth, the seal around his body becoming skintight. What little movements he could make would only cause him to jiggle between the two bubbles, absorbing his struggles with their elasticity. Though surrounding membranes were rather soft and comfortable, the pressure around his body grew as the bubbles continued squeezing themselves together. It was as if they were trying to compress him.

        “Mmmmph! Mmmmph!” he moaned, pushing his head forward while stretching his arms out as far as he could. It was as if he was begging the bubbles for freedom, pleading with them to release him from their grasp. Nevertheless, the bubbles wouldn't let up, pressing him tighter and tighter as they smooshed against each other. “Uh oh...” Ronan cooed, his playful voice sounding muffled to his trapped boyfriend, but still audible through the soft membrane. “Looks like someone’s in a tight spot” he announced with a giggle. Though smothered, Chaotic groaned at his boyfriends cheesy joke, wincing is the bubble's pressure on him increased with every moment. 

        Suddenly, with a loud pop, the pressure disappeared from his body, gasping as he fell onto a squishy surface with a soft thump. Shaking his head, the raccoon opened his eyes, seeing that he was floating a couple feet off the bridge, cradled by a glossy transparent sheen bobbling under his hands and knees. With a nervous “Meep,” Chaotic looked at his surroundings to find himself in inside a large bubble. It was as if the two had merged together, while somehow maintaining the same shape without doubling in size. Confused, he pushed against his prison as the membrane stretched around his hands. The bubble was indeed stretchy and elastic, but the membrane felt much thicker than before, offering a lot more resistance as the slippery wall sprung do its original shape, causing him to slip onto his back. 

        “Awwwww... those bubbles loved you so much they didn’t want to let you go, so they settled for sharing you.” Ronan said in a cute tone. “Look, they even mixed their membranes together to keep you nice and safe.” As if agreeing, the bubble gently bobbed up and down with a soft squeak,  the trapped raccoon blushing as his prison wobbled around him. Chaotic tucked his tail between his legs, shivering nervously with the hint that his bubble may be sentient. Though curious, he pushed and prodded against the membrane with his feet and hands stretching out the soft surface and testing out its elasticity. Every time he rubbed against the surface, the bubble seemed to jiggle back in response keeping him stuck on his back as his cheek grew more pink.