Inflatable Octopus Attack, Skunk Bubbler, Balloon Labyrinth - Preview 1/24/2021 (Patreon)

Inflatable Octopus Attack - $5 Patreon Exclusive - I don’t want to be tickled to death!” she thought to herself, flailing around as she desperately tried to yank her limbs free of the tickling tentacles. Unfortunately despite her efforts, the tentacles would still only stretch while firmly clamped around her wrists and ankles as if putting suction on her skin. Despite her struggling, she couldn’t feel them move an inch. Narla even tried wiggling her feet and closing her fists, but the tentacles would always find their way back to her most sensitive spots. The tendrils around her wrists also managed to pry her fingers out to reach her palms, even adding an extra coil around her knuckles to keep her from doing it again. The poor woman didn’t know what to do, a mix of helpless frustration washing over her as she continued tearing up in laughter.

Skunk Bubbler - “Help!” she cried out. But on the outside, her pleas sounded like nothing more than muffled vibrations, as the ball itself appeared completely stationary. Lady Asphyxia turned to one of her rubber drones who happened to be walking by, turning to them as she pointed at the door she had just exited. “My right-hand woman is currently being disciplined, let her out when she’s learned her lesson.” she commanded. The drone nodded, entering the room as Asphyxia walked back to her office. “Hmph... I could’ve had three superheroes as my prisoners if she hadn’t been so ambitious. For her sake, she’d better not lose this one. A couple of hours later, Wolf found himself in another cell, this time one covered in red padded rubber. His body was wrapped up in a black rubber catsuit from the neck down just like the rubber drones, but Wolf himself was completely checked out.

Balloon Labyrinth - “Woah!” Chaotic gasped as he fumbled about the inside of his new bubble. Being slightly more flexible than the bubble he was in before, he found it much harder to get any leverage, unable to climb off his back as the surface slipped and stretched underneath him. When he put his hands and feet on the sides in hopes of pushing himself up, it would only stretch out like thin gum, absorbing his clumsy movements and keeping him cradled as if he was being carried in a bag. The more he moved the less spherical his bubble became, warping and changing its shape to accommodate him like some kind of floating amoeba. Ronan giggled as he watched his boyfriend fumble about, giving him more ideas as the sound of pencil on paper could be heard. The bubbled then lowered itself onto the floor as it began sinking through the padded rubber.