Inflatable Octopus Attack, Skunk Bubbler, Balloon Labyrinth - Preview 12/13/20 (Patreon)

Inflatable Octopus Attack - $5 Patreon Exclusive - The texture of the inflatable reminded her a lot of a rubber factory she had broken into once. From what she knew the factory belonged to a toy company who had been dealing in some shady places. Narla had no idea what the information she stole from  them would be used for, or what would become of that company, but since her job was finished it was no longer on her mind. “Are these the kind of toys they make? I thought they only made kink toys.” she pondered, scratching the bottom of her chin with her finger. While Narla remained in her thoughts, she continued rubbing the strange toy, feeling it squish and slide against her finger as it squeaked like a wet balloon. Touching it felt kind of addicting, like a high-quality stress toy.

Skunk Bubbler - Suddenly, the empty warehouse echoed with the sound of loud hissing, making both of the heroines jump. Rupture was especially spooked, given that it sounded like a balloon being inflated  somewhere, even reaching for one of her knives as a precaution. Eventually, Rupture felt the floor pressing against one of her feet, as if becoming hollow and more bulbous. Looking down, she saw a part of the floor rising above the water with a dome-like shape, becoming more transparent with a glossy shine. “Eep!” Rupture let a surprisingly feminine squeal escape her lips as she immediately backed away from the strange bulb emerging from the floor.

Balloon Labyrinth - “Ronan!”  he called out, but received no answer, shivering in dread as his arms were enveloped, watching as his bubble warped into a vertical shape around him. Within moments, he felt the ballooning walls had a completely engulfed his arms, and were pressing up against his cheeks through the bubbly membrane, giving him flashbacks to the room he had woken up in. Even faced with the danger closing in on him, he found himself blushing as he tucked to his tail between his legs, only seconds away from being squished. The pressure around his pinned arms grew tighter as the walls continue to inflate, now pressing against his sides and back as he let out a  tiny helpless squeak.  Closing his eyes, the cushioned rubbery walls finally closed down to him, putting pressure all around him through the jelly like membrane of his bubble.