Inflatable Octopus Attack - $5 Patreon Exclusive - WIP - 1/17/21 (Patreon)

       Narla was just walking out back to her pool one day, adjusting her latex swim cap as she tucked  her short purple hair in. With a smile, she confidently stretched out her arms, letting out of happy sigh as she felt the warm sunlight on her tan skin and comfy black one-piece bathing suit. Once she was finishing stretching, she reached done her and readjusted the spandex covering her rear. Narla’s swimsuit had a modest design, made of soft shiny Lycra and covering most of her back, she loved the way it was so snug around her body. Placing her hands on her hips, the young woman took a minute to appreciate how clean her pool was after leaving her house for so long. Narla's work often get away from home for long periods of time, and for the first time in months, she had more than enough time to just kick back and relax. 

        But being the adrenaline junkie she was, Narla more than preferred to spend her downtime with something active. Looking up at the sunny cloudless sky, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes before belly flopping into her pool. Though slamming against the water, she barely left a splash as her slender body submerged into the pool, becoming motionless just to feel the cool water flow past her. It felt as if her body had become weightless, gently stroking her arms up and down, allowing her to float just a few feet above the bottom of the pool. With her eyes closed and her breath held, she began a dolphin kick as she quickly swam through the chlorinated water.

         Laying her back against the poolside wall, Narla let her arms rest beside her against the Metal railing and looked back up at the summer sky with a satisfied giggle. It felt like it had been ages since she swam for fun, finally able to just sit back and enjoy the comfort of her luxurious home. “Breaking into warehouses and stealing corporate information is exciting in all, but at the end of the day, nothing beats this.” she said to herself with a smile. “I’m going to enjoy myself before my next job, I earned this.” Allowing herself float near the edge of the pool, she suddenly felt a large shadow move over her, briefly cutting off her warm sunlight. Looking upwards, she noticed something unusual, seeing what looked like a small private jet flying over her house and rather close at that.

        Baffled, Narla looked up at the low-flying plane, the relaxed look on her face is vanishing as the roar of its engines echoed throughout the neighborhood. “Ugh… is that even legal?" she thought to herself, waiting patiently for the plane to pass. Soon the aircraft disappeared from her view past the trees of her next-door neighbor, the sound of its roaring engines fading. With a relaxed sigh, she released her hands from her ears, when she heard something splash into the water. Surprised, Narla pulled herself upright and looked to the center of her pool. At first she thought it might’ve been a pinecone or a duck, but instead, emerging from the splash was a small bulbous object with a transparent but shiny surface. 

        Speechless, Narla just stared at it from a distance, its glossy exterior nearly blinding her as the sunlight reflected off its smooth surface. It almost looks like a tiny balloon or a clear beachball, just gently bobbing on the pool like an inflatable toy. Cautious but curious, she floated towards the object to get a better look. Upon closer inspection, she noticed several strange nubs on the bottom of it spherical bulb. It looked like the ball had several little small inflatable thumbs, making it look like a tiny octopus of some kind. The young woman giggled at the thought, reminding her of cartoon character she liked when she was younger. Looking around, she began to wonder where the strange object had come from, as it seemed like someone had thrown it into her pool. Assuming it may have been from one of her neighbors kids, she chuckled to herself with a mischievous grin. “Finders keepers then.” 

        With that, she began dog paddling her way to the center of the pool where the object floated, looking at it with a smug grin as she would while on one of her heists. Narla may not have worked to get it, but it felt so thrilling knowing that she now had something that used to belong to someone else. Reaching her hand out of the water, she placed her hand on top of the bulbous orb and gave it a playful squeeze. The bulb felt extremely squishy, with the elasticity of jelly but with a slick rubbery texture, it even squeaked at her touch, as if she had just grabbed a balloon. The young woman  smirked with a little blush as the elastic material glided under her fingers. “You really are just a little rubber octopus aren’t you?” she giggled.  But then, a strange thought crossed her mind, realizing that  texture of the octopus felt strangely familiar. “Hmm... Where have I felt this kind of rubber before?” she asked herself.

        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.

        Playing with it just felt nice, as if she was petting It. But then, the toy suddenly wiggled against her hand, as if nuzzling her back. “Eep!” Spooked, Narla pulled her hand away as the toy wiggle back to its spherical shape, becoming completely stationary. The young woman could’ve sworn that the toy just moved on its own, as if the bulb had wiggled in her hand. Though her curiosity got the better of her, reaching out again as she cupped the side of her bulb with her right hand. With that, Narla gave the bulb a gentle squeeze, the rubber softly squeaking under her hand, but nothing more than that. But as she once again began rubbing the bulb in her hand she heard a low pitched purr reverberating from the toy. Narla froze for a moment, but kept her hand on the bulb. There was no mistaking it the toy had made a sound while she was touching it. “Is this really a toy?” she questioned herself. 

        For a moment, she wondered if she had been touching some new jellyfish, but dismissed the silly thought since it was obviously made of some kind of synthetic rubber. With that, she squeezed the toy again and another purr could be heard from inside it’s a bulb. Narla, being the curious woman she was, again started rubbing the membrane with her fingers, prompting the bulb to purr even louder. Then, to her surprise she felt the bulb rubbing back against her hand again, like a cat that was nuzzling its owner.  No longer startled, Narla smiled, giggling as the strange object rubbed itself against her palm. She then placed her other hand underneath the bulb  as well, cupping it with a gentle squeeze.  The toy let out a cute cooing sound has her hands  squeeze the bulb vertically, the membrane even turning a shade of pink as if blushing at her touch.  

        Narla blushed as well, letting out a happy sigh as she continued rubbing her fingers along the squeaky rubber. Now, it no longer felt like she was squeezing a toy, but  spoiling a needy pet. With every rub she gave the toy, she could feel it nuzzle her back, as if returning her affection, even rubbing the bottom of her hands with its tiny nubs. Throwing all caution to the wind, she continued squeezing and rubbing the strange orb, giving it her undivided attention while she remained in the pools center with it. But after giving it another playful squish, she temporarily returned to her senses, realizing she had no godly idea what the toy was as she removed her hands from its bulb. “Wait a minute, seriously what is this thing?” she asked her self curiously, leaning forward to take an even closer look. No longer feeling her touch, the ball began to wiggle around in a fussy manner, letting out a cute squeaky whimper.

         The young woman pulled back a couple inches, but still observing it closely as it kept wiggling around. “What’s it doing? Did I make it mad?” she asked herself. With a low pitched squeak, the strange toy tilted it’s bulb down, frantically splashing its tiny nubs against the water in a fit. Then, a soft hissing sound could be heard from within its body. Before Narla could react, the toy suddenly inflated do about twice its size with a muffled fwomp. Surprised, the young woman gasped as she clumsily pulled back further, the strange toy still squeaking in a fit. Then with another loud hiss and a reverberating fwomp, the toy inflated again, stretching to about 3 feet, with its nubs extending into short tentacles. Despite all of her training as a spy, Narla found herself frozen, watching in disbelief as a toy more than tripled in size. At first the toy was big enough for her to fit in her hands, but now looked almost big enough to fit her inside. 

        In her shock, one of the puffy rubber tentacles began wrapping itself around her wrist. Reacting quickly, she pulled herself away, her arm slipping out of the tentacle with a wet squeak as she continued backing up. The toy squeaked again, enlarging itself and doubling in size to about six feet, the water rippling and splashing underneath its expanding tentacles as it grew. Turning around, Narla quickly began swimming away, attempting to reach the end of the pool with a front crawl technique. The toy let out a squeaky huff, extending one of its rubbery tentacles towards the fleeing swimmer. Just when Narla thought she was getting close to the poolside, she felt something large and squishy wrap underneath the front of her waist. The toy immediately pulled the young woman out of the water, as if scooping how to fish with the hook as it coiled the rest of it puffy tentacle around her waist.

        “Woah!” The young woman yelped as she was hoisted into the air. The tentacle tightened around her waist, squeezing a shocked moan from her as it secured its hold on her. Narla looked down at the translucent tentacle,  seeing that the appendage itself had become over a foot thick in width, enveloping her entire midsection. The swimmer placed her hands against the puffy tentacle, pushing against it  in hopes of prying herself from its hold. However, the inflatable had such a tight grip, she didn’t budge an inch, with her hands only sinking into the squishy rubber. Narla was genuinely shocked with it's firm  hold on her , considering how squishy and malleable the material was. With her strength, she thought she’d be able to push herself free little effort, but the tentacle was far too strong for her to slip out of.

        Narla began kicking her legs in a fuss, wiggling and squirming within the puffy tentacle as she was lifted up and held before the now massive octopus toy. Narla didn’t even look up at her captor, focusing her efforts on pushing herself free, even as her captor tried to hold her still. Inflatable octopus didn’t seem happy with her relentless fussing, letting out another low pitched huff and putting more air into its tentacle with an additional squeeze. “Oooh...” The young woman moaned as the tentacle inflated further, thickening its width and putting  even more pressure around her belly. The inflatable had gotten so tight, it felt like someone had jammed and overinflated inner tube over her. Overwhelmed with the tight squeeze, she temporarily ceased her struggles, resting her arms on the inflatable tentacle with her legs dangling beneath her. 

        The toy let out a happy squeak, satisfied with her settling down while losing its hug around her. Slowly, the octopus lifted another one of its tentacles out from the water, it’s shiny rubber dripping wet from the chlorinated pool while reaching out towards the young woman. Narla turned her attention  from the puffy appendage wrapped around her, and froze as she saw the translucent tentacle eagerly inching towards her face. Fearing the worst, she turned her head away, feeling the soft tentacle press against her right cheek with her eyes closed shut while nervously gripped the rubber around her waist. But to her surprise, the tentacle merely began rubbing against her, gently brushing itself itself up and down her cheek  in almost affectionate motion. 

        It  felt as if the toy was nuzzling her, or perhaps petting her the same way she would to a puppy or kitten. “Mmmmgh...” she let out out a nervous little whimper, unsure of how to feel about her situation as the toy still seemed to show some fondness towards her. This made Narla blush, the strange rubbery material felt so pleasant against her skin, if not just a little bit ticklish. The gentle tentacle was so soft and squishy, it almost felt like jelly was gliding over her face. With the smooth almost frictionless membrane gliding back-and-forth across her cheek, Narla let out a tiny giggle before biting her lip to keep quiet. The toy however, seemed to take notice of her reaction, prompting it to  squeak mischievously as it began playfully poking at her cheek with a squishy tentacle. 

        “Mmmm...”  she winced in surprise as the smooth rounded end of the puffy appendage smooshed against her face like an over sized pillow. Even though she tried to turn her head away, the octopus continued to boop her, as if to tease her.  However, the toy was testing Narla’s patience. “Mmph... Stop.” she said to the toy, it's tentacle nearly smothering her face with its flexible rubber surface. In response, the octopus let out mischievous squeak, pulling its tentacles away from her face and revealing her bashful blushing cheeks. Reacting to her adorable expression, the octopus gave her face another poke, only to continue stroking her cheek up and down as it had before, as if ignoring her previous request. 

         Embarrassed, Narla struggled not to giggle at its touch, but her reactions only amused the playful toy octopus, seeing as a tiny smile appeared on her face. Part of her wanted to swat the tentacle away, but she didn’t want to risk angering the toy anymore than she had before, should it undergo any more unusual or enlarging changes. Instead, she did her absolute best not to react to the playful tickling. But then, the octopus toy slid its tentacle underneath her chin, surprising the young woman as it cupped the underside of her neck. Against better judgment, she let out a tiny giggle, feeling the tentacle give her chin a gentle rub before sliding up to the left side of her face. Unsure of what the octopus was up to, she kept giggling at its gentle touch it while it wrapped behind her head. 

         The tentacle was so large it felt like she just had a small inner tube placed over her neck.  Then suddenly, the tentacle  tightened around her head and gave her face a gentle squeeze. “Humph!” Narla squinted as her face was suddenly smooshed. Seeing her lips goofily puckered with her cheeks adorably squished, the toy let out a playful squeak as it massaged her face with its tentacle. The woman however wasn’t as amused, groaning under the tentacle as the toy played with her like a pet. Narla tried shaking her head, hoping to thing to tell the octopus to stop squishing her. Unfortunately she could barely move her head, but even though the tentacles hold on her was gentle it was far too strong for her to resist. Fortunately, after a couple more seconds of playful squeezing, the octopus unraveled its tentacle from her head.

         With that, the octopus gave gently booped her nose with the same tentacle, easing her frustration as she smiled with a soft giggle. Even with its intimidating size, the woman didn’t feel all that threatened by the giant inflatable. Not just because it was basically a gelatinous balloon, but there was something that just made her feel strangely comfortable with it, despite that it was practically holding her hostage. Not once did Narla call for help or scream in fear, it was like deep down she knew she wasn’t in any real danger. Plus even with its massive size and strength, it  had harmed her at all. It was like the toy knew exactly how to handle her without being too rough, acting more like a mischievous pet than a giant octopus. 

         Then it began moving its tentacle to her right side, gliding against her back as it began wrapping over the uncovered portion of her upper body. Though she managed to suppress her giggles as the toy’s slippery tentacle tickled her with its touch, she was unable to hide her smile, feeling the pleasant material rub over her skin and swimsuit. But, once the tentacle slipped under her armpit, it began sliding over her breasts with a much more gentle motion. Narla let out a nervous “Eeep!” as the puffy appendage wrapped over her bosom, moving ever so slowly as if to tease her. Though she didn’t resist, Narla had to bite her lip to keep herself from moaning, even lifting her arms up to her sides as the tentacle slowly squeezed her breasts. Even through swimsuit, she could still feel the frictionless rubber gliding over the thin fabric of her bust-line, tickling her skin with it’s  sensitive touch.  

         With her face still flushed pink, she looked down to see her boobs were practically squished up against her chest, fortunately it wasn’t uncomfortable thanks to the tentacles flexibility. Seeing her embarrassed reaction, the octopus jiggled its bulb playfully, finishing up her upper half as she rested her arms a top the soft coiled appendage. Then, another tentacle rose up from out of the water and began wrapping around her hips. Narla shivered at the tentacles cold wet touch, as it had been a few minutes since she had been pulled out from the pool, and she had dried off since then with the exception of her swimsuit. Still she offer no resistance, remaining calm in the toys squishy embrace while the wet tentacle began wrapping around her lower half. Another soft moan escaped her lips, closing her eyes has she felt the gentle tentacle wrapping over her bum.

          With every touch from the rubbery tentacle came a wave of calming pleasure, so gentle and sensual, but it was the manner in which the toy handled her that made it so lovely. Again taking its time, moving over her ever so slowly, the appendage made its way around her thighs, and further down her legs with every passing second. Relaxing, Narla closed her eyes as the rubber glided along her skin. It didn’t take her long to figure out what the toy was doing, slowly cocooning her in its soft tentacles. But the young woman wasn’t the least bit bothered, in fact she welcomed the idea of being of being wrapped up from head to toe in a squishy rubber hug. It almost felt like she was slowly being tucked into a soft sleeping bag, or an inflatable sleep sack. And sure enough,  the octopus soon finished enveloping her legs, closing the tip of its appendage around her slender feet.

         With a relaxed smile, Narla found herself all snug and coiled in the  squishy tentacles, with the exception of her arms which she didn’t mind too much. To further comfort the young woman, the toy octopus gave her another gentle squeeze as a blissful moan escaped from her lips. The octopus squeaked happily as it loosened its grip on her, allowing Narla to go limp in the makeshift tentacle cocoon. With the young woman completely at ease, the octopus  pulled her closer and pressed her wrapped up body against its soft bulb. Narla sighed  as she was smooshed up against the inflatable toy, as if snuggling her. Turning her face that side, rested her head against her new friend, enjoying its soft all encompassing embrace as it would occasionally give her a soft subtle squeeze.

         Then, the octopus became oddly still, though maintaining its hold around the young swimmer, was now stationary. Narla eventually became concerned, tapping on its rubbery bulb to get its attention. “Hey, octopus, you OK?” she asked, her face still smooshed against its membrane. The toy didn’t respond or even move, but the texture on the front of it began to change. A white spot appeared through the transparent rubber, warping itself and changing shape with fluid movement. The way it shifted looked as if someone had poured oil into a pan of water, almost gooey in form. But soon the white texture slowly split into two different shapes, one with a circular form on top and an X on the bottom. Once the pattern had finally taking shape, Narla gasped in shock as she saw what appeared to be a skull and crossbones. 

         Suddenly the tentacles began to slowly tighten around her, feeling somewhat pleasant at first, before feeling slightly uncomfortable. “Guh...” she groaned, even with the balloon tentacles elasticity, the pressure made it more difficult to breathe as it compressed her chest. Wincing, she again tapped on the octopus’s massive bulb. The toy didn’t reciprocate or respond, as it maintained its tight grip around her body and chest area. It wasn’t just hard for her to breathe, but her breasts were uncomfortably smooshed. Something was different about the octopus, it wasn’t acting playfully towards her anymore, or even showing a hint of body language. It was like the friendly octopus was no longer there, very thought making the young woman panic. 

         “Ugh... please... let me go.” she begged. But the octopus still didn’t respond, keeping her tightly squeezed in an almost constricting hug. Desperately wanting to get away, Narla then placed both of her hands on top of the tentacles covering her chest, and tried to push them off. But the tentacles didn’t budge an inch, her hands instead sinking into the squishy material as if pressing her hands into jelly. Reacting to her struggles, the octopus quickly unraveled the tentacle covering her top half, before reaching up around her arms. The young woman didn’t even have time to even react as the tentacle quickly tightened around her upper half, squeezing her arms to her sides and putting even more pressure on her busts. “Ooh!” Narla gasped in a mix of pleasure and shock as she felt the inflatable rubber snap back around her, only now with her arms completely wrapped up in with the rest of her constricting cocoon.

         Confused and upset, Narla attempted to pull her arms free, but its hold on her was unyielding. Even though she could stretch her arms out just a little bit, it was only due to the inflatable‘s natural stretchiness, she couldn’t push them away from her body.  Narla didn’t know what to do, growing scared of what used to be a very playful balloon toy, which now seemed more threatening than cute. “S... Somebo-mph!” Narlas cry for help was quickly cut off as the  tentacle quickly wrapped over the lower half of her face, gagging her with it stretchy rubber. “Mmmph... MMMMPH!” she tried her best to shake free, hoping if she made enough noise someone would hear her, but her cries only came out as a reverberating muffle through the inflatable rubber. With its target finally subdued, the inflatable octopus began lowering her back into the pool. 

         Narla let out a muffled gasp, quickly taking a breath of air though her nose before being submerged into the pool. The young woman kept her eyes closed shut as the water sent chills through her body, being so used to the warm sun it felt like a long time since she had touched the pool. Once she was submerged, she opened her eyes for just a brief moment, long enough to see multiple more tentacles surrounding her. Right as she closed her eyes, she was met with a big rubbery squeeze from every imaginable angle, sandwiched between all of the squishy arms at once as the cocoon tightly contracted around her. Bubbles floated from her nose as the breath was pushed right out of her, for a moment fearing that the toy was trying to drown her. 

         But then, she felt something squishy envelop her face, quickly pulling her up as she filled the soft rubber glided along her swimsuit Clad body. Almost as quickly as she was dunked, she was pulled into out of the water and met with the sensation of fresh air as she was plopped onto a soft squishy surface. Narla eagerly breathed in the much needed air, though fortunately wasn’t deprived of it for too long, only being underwater for a few moments. The young swimmer was now free of the toys tentacles, but her body was now dripping wet, and the air smelled strange with the strong scent of rubber. Narla didn’t know where she was, but she could hear the sounds of muffled splashing around her as the soft flexible surface sagged underneath her weight. Wiping the water from her eyes, she slowly set up on her hands and knees she found herself looking at her pool from inside a shiny translucent surface. 

         Narla gasped, realizing she was now inside the bulbous rubbery toy. It was like it had eaten her, slurped her up like a noodle and trapped her inside. Panicked, the young woman sat back up and placed her hands on the squishy walls of her prison, stretching at her touch. However she already knew all too well that there was no struggling against it. Her breathing was heavy and frantic, filling her lungs with the rubbery air surrounding her. The air tasted almost sterile, like it was filtered, or like one of those Zorb balls. “Hey! HELP!!! I’m trapped!” she shouted. “Can anyone hear me?” her voice reverberating throughout the rubbery bulb, making it hard to tell if anyone could hear her. Unfortunately for Narla, her voice sounded like a soft muffled mess from outside, the surrounding bulb absorbing and reflecting the vibrations of her pleas with its soundproof rubber.

         I didn’t take her long to realized this, noticing how her voice only seemed to reverberate through her surroundings. Groaning with frustration, she fruitlessly stretched her arms out through the bulb, but alas, the toy’s elasticity once again proved too great, only warping outwards with no way of pushing through it. Despite her situation, the rubber still felt pleasant against her skin, only making her more upset as it reminded her of the inflatables former gentle and loving demeanor from earlier. Now the toy was holding her hostage for who knows what. Narla had to find a way out somehow, turning her attention towards the squishy floor as something interesting caught her eye. In the center of the floor was what appeared to be an inverted wrinkle, and she immediately crawled over to take a closer look. Upon quick inspection, she realized that it was an orifice some kind, most likely the hole in which she was sucked in, now squeezed shut to prevent her from escaping.

          Narla didn’t waste a moment, placing both of her hands on either side of the hole and slipping both index fingers inside. The woman winced as she looked at the opening, feeling as if she was doing something dirty. Unfortunately, her fingers kept slipping on the strange rubber, unable to pry it open as the orifice was shut too tight. But then, she felt some thing warp around both of her ankles, looking down to see that two tendrils had sprouted from the floor and snagged her feet. They were much thinner than the tentacles that had grabbed her earlier, looking only to be to be a couple inches thick, but they held onto her firmly like rubber shackles. Startled, she sat back up, Reaching her hands down to pull them off. But then, two more tendrils descended down upon her and wrapped around both of her wrists.

         Left with no time to react, the tendrils immediately puffed up around her limbs, tightening their grip on her as she was hoisted up by her wrists. “Ahh!?” she yelped, flailing around until her arms and legs were pulled out into an X position. And just like that, she was suspended in the center of the toy’s translucent bulb, bound in nothing but a one piece bathing suit for all to see, that is if anyone was around to witness her predicament. Refusing to give up, she then pulled and struggled against the inflatable bindings, flailing her arms and legs in all directions hoping to get free, or at least reach the floor. The tendrils only stretched to accommodate her fussing, squeaking softly with every pull she made. Narla could only stretch and tug her arms and legs so far before being pulled back into a spread, bouncing about in the center as if she was attached to bungee cables.

         The only plus side was that the tendrils weren’t yanking on her, and it wasn’t uncomfortable, on the contrary it felt like she had rubber floats strapped to her ankles and wrists. Regardless she wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon, and all she could do was wait to see what the toy had in store for her. With her suit still dripping wet from the previous dunking, a slight shiver ran through her body  as it wasn’t as warm inside of the toy as it was out in the open. Though the sun still shined through the translucent surface, it didn’t seem to heat up her in enclose in the slightest, as if the toy was heat proof. Taking a moment to relax, she allowed her body to go limp, letting the tendrils carry her weight. “At least I won’t cook to death in here...”  she sighed.

         Then she heard an echoing click throughout her prison, looking in front of her to see an illuminated square had appeared in front of her. I looked as if a tv screen was being projected on the translucent wall, perhaps within the rubber itself. She wasn’t far off, as the screen glowed brightly before clearing up into an image. On the projection was the silhouette of a voluptuous woman sitting in a leather armchair. It looked like she was wearing a shiny dress of some kind but it was too dark to see, as the woman was very ominously backlit. Narla was speechless, not knowing what to think as she just stared blankly at the picture. “Hello Narla... so happy we could squeeze you into our schedule today...”

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1/17/21

         A shiver immediately ran down Narla's spine, hearing the woman’s confident but sinister voice reverberate throughout the surrounding rubber. It was like the bulb was acting as a speaker, vibrating itself to create whatever sound was in the video in front of her. Deep down there’s something ominous and unsettling about her voice, the way she talked seemed polite and formal, but it sounded like she was repressing a lot of buried anger and frustration in her tone. “I hope you like this little toy we dropped off for you. We custom-made it specifically to capture you.” she chuckled. Narla groaned realizing how ridiculous he must’ve looked. The young woman looked around her prison, but realized that there is no way the octopus had a camera inside of it, leaving her to believe that she was watching a recording rather than a real-time video. 

         “You were careless, after analyzing footage of the spy who leaked our secrets, it wasn’t hard to find out where you lived.” she purred in an almost flirting tone. “Eep...” Narla squeaked, remembering the rubber factory she broke into not too long ago. “I screwed up... They must've had cameras outside in the parking lot, or to the front gate” she gulped to herself. "Funny little thing about that toy, it used to be a prototype for a playful rubber pet meant as a comfort companion for our consumers, one that could even fit in your hand. Had we keep the project moving, we could’ve put them on store shelves and made millions!” the woman said proudly, crossing her legs and folding her hands together. Pausing for a moment, the mysterious figure leaned forward as a little bit of her face could be seen wincing in anger, though still only as a silhouette as barely any light was visible in the room. 

         “Until... you leaked to my company secrets and cost me millions in lawsuits! Ruining my dream project of selling these cute little toys.” she growled. Shivering nervously, Narla came to the crushing realization that she was now at the mercy of one of her victims, and all she could do was patiently listen as she was scolded by the woman’s angry recording. The silhouette then sat back down in a calming manner. resting her hands on her leather armchair with a subtle giggle. “So if I can’t bring my passion project to the masses, I’ll just let you have the one instead... I’m sure you’ll be just tickled to see what it can do.” the woman cooed in a surprisingly playful tone. Suddenly, Narla began to giggle as she felt a tingling sensation in both her palms and soles. Looking up and down, she saw that the tentacles binding her wrists and ankles were now rubbing her hands and feet. 

         “Whaha- nohohoo!” It didn’t take long for the poor woman to break out into laughter, biting her lip as an unwanted smile spread across her face. The woman immediately began to struggle, wiggling around as she tried to pull her arms legs away from the tentacles. But strangely, the tentacles had become far less stretchy, keeping her in place far more rigidly while still maintaining their squishy texture as not to bruise her arms and legs. Unable to keep herself together, the woman’s laughing soon became hysterical, nearly tearing up as he was unable to resist her punishing bondage. Narla had never been touched by anyone but herself, much less had she ever been tickled. in addition to the toy's effective techniques, she proved to be extra sensitive to the tickling tentacles. 

         Meanwhile, the recording remained projected on the rubbery wall, but the woman sitting down remained silent while the tickling continued. Narla began to blush, feeling as if the woman was watching her through the projection. Despite knowing it was just a projection, the very image of the shrouded feminine figure patiently sitting in her fancy chair made her feel so helpless and humiliated, as if she was on display for the mysterious woman as a source of amusement. “Now you needn’t worry about your enclosure for the time being, there’s plenty of air to breathe in that bulb.” the silhouette said, crossing her legs with a subtle giggle under her voice. Narla, who was still laughing hysterically, would’ve taken a sigh of relief knowing she wouldn’t suffocate. But already, the tickling began to exhaust her, having wasted a lot of her energy struggling against the octopus from earlier, even now as she fussed against her restraints. 

         “I’m not a cruel woman after all. In fact, I want to see you go out smiling.” The woman chuckled, following up with a much more playful and sinister tone. “Ahaha-Whahahahahat?!” Narla gasped in her laughter, her teary-eyed curled up smile hiding the absolute shock in her expression. “You won’t be getting out of this toy anytime soon. So enjoy this little tickle session while you can. And Look on the bright side, at least this way you’ll have the last laugh.” The woman snickered, snapping her fingers as the projection disappeared. And with that, Narla's heart sank like the leaves at the bottom of her pool, left completely alone in her soundproof tickle toy prison. Even as she felt her st strength diminish the toy continued to tickle her, getting harder and harder to take breaths in her uncontrollable laughter.