Book Chapter - Recapture Procedure - WIP - 9/19/21 (Patreon)

The alarms hadn’t sounded yet, no one but the machine guards she knocked out were aware of her escape, running down the hallway in hopes of finding a way out, or at least someplace to hide. Unfortunately, wearing nothing but a black latex prison cell suit, with a long-sleeve turtleneck leotard-like design, she stuck out like a sore thumb. Even If she found a way out, it wouldn’t be long till she was discovered. Having shorted out most of the wiring in the cell block, it wasn’t difficult for her to get to the front door, the lights outside flickering so much it was almost disorienting. The front sliding blast doors stuck half-open malfunctioning as the loud whirring and clanking could be heard within the walls. The lights seemed to be flickering on the other side of the door, much like it would in a sci-fi horror film. The escapee prepared herself for a fight as she exited through the gap, but the two human guards seemed just as disoriented as the androids she had subdued. With the metal visors stuck on their heads, they were completely unable to see, the flickering lights messing up their optical inputs as they struggled to remove them.

Right as she thought her escape had been flawless, several tail slots opened up from the walls, revealing would appear to be eight spherical cannons lined up down the circular hallway. Gasping in shock, The young woman stopped in her tracks, holding her arms in front of her as the cannons slowly aimed in her direction. The young woman prepared herself for a painful impact or a zap of some kind, but then instead, all she heard was a rubbery thud right in front of her. Looking down, she saw would appeared to be a black shiny rubber ball seemingly stuck to the floor as it began to expand with a soft hisss. baffled, she didn’t know what to make of it, Much less how it posed a threat to her. Even with all of the kinky tests she had been forced to participate in, this seemed new to her. But then, once the other cannons began firing similar balls, her heart jumping as she prepared to be pelted.

Strangely, the balls weren’t even fired in her direction, smooshing all over the hallway as the turrets were spinning at aiming at random. The young woman sighed with relief, seeing as her tinkering had left the defense system completely compromised. Even so, the large sticky rubber balls continue to coat the hallway, slowly inflating all over the walls and floor like water balloons. Though risky, she bolted down the hallway, running as fast as she could as she stepped around each and every ball in her path. Since the turrets were firing at random she couldn’t exactly dodge the flinging balls, just running at full sprint in hopes of escaping before her luck ran out. With only a couple of close calls, one whizzing past her face and one on the inches from slapping her ear, she made it out of the malfunctioning block and down a brightly lit hallway.

Meanwhile, in the chaos of the two machines came back to their senses, standing up on their feet as they both observe the aftermath of their carelessness. The overcharged android, Sevens, stretched out her shiny robotic limbs, feeling refreshed after is the surprise jolt she received. The other android she was with however, 09, was far less amused, struggling to cures out of frustration as her voice box malfunctioned, her words coming out as glitching stuttering gibberish. 09 gave her head a couple of smacks with her palm, fixing up her eyesight and her vocals as she stood up next to her partner, who was already peeking into the escapee’s cell block. Sevens noticed that a couple of the inflatable pads on the floor had been ripped open, with one of the plates removed revealing the sophisticated wiring underneath.

“Well well…” Sevens whispered with amusement in her static voice. “I love this woman’s handiwork.” 09 stepped forward tilting her head at Sevens, surprised with her reaction. “Are kidding me?” she retorted, pointing her hand down at the dismantled floor tile. “She could’ve seriously damaged us, not only that but she somehow found a way to rip up this state-of-the-art containment rubber.” Her voice much more serious and stoic than her current counterpart. The overcharged machine simply turned her head towards her, placing her hand underneath her chin plate. “Oh what can I say? I just love a human who knows her way with machines.” she said with a playful snicker. 09 just rolled her head back, placing her hands on her hips in disappointment. “Ugh, Gross, you’re one of those.” 09 responded.

Sevens just tilted her head up with a robotic snicker, before looking back down at the broken tile and circuitry. “In all seriousness, this is rather impressive, she did a lot of damage with so little to work with.” Sevens said scratching her chin. Walking into the room, 09 kneeled down to examine the damage more closely. Not only did appear that the wires were tinkered with for sometime, but they were rearranged in a very specific order, possibly multiple times. “We’re not dealing with some run-of-the-mill electrician, whoever she is she knew what she was doing the second she opened this panel, however she managed to do it.” 09 said, running a diagnostic in her head as she calculated the extent of the damage. Standing up, the more serious machine walked out of the cell room with an annoyed sigh. “Let’s go retrieve her before she causes any more damage.” she said.

Sevens eyes lit up, the overcharged android making her way to the side of the cell door as she punched a code into the barely functioning keypad. Following this, a tile next to the keypad opened up, revealing a small reflective window. The machine reached through the window, her hand passing through the glass like it was jelly, pulling out a small flexible ball. Fitting in the palm of her hand, the ball had a clear rubbery shine to it, containing other much smaller multi-colored balls within it. Fiddling in squishing the orb in her hand, Sevens just smiled as she followed 09 down the hall. “And I thought today’s shift was going to be dull…”

Walking ahead of her paired-up robotic partner, 09 let out annoyed grown as she approached the partially open malfunctioning door, seeing the lights flicker on the other side. “We’ll be lucky if they don’t make us refit this whole place. Looks like it’s about ready to fall apart.” With the entrance partially closed, it was far too tight for her to slip through. With that she put her hands into The gap, firmly grasping both sides of the blast door, and forcing it open as loud metallic crunches could be heard within both sides of the walls. The blast door became still, the machinery inside now silent as 09 exited the cell Block binding both of the rubber-suited humans clumsily stumbling around, disoriented by their malfunctioning visors. 09 just look down at them, interfacing directly with their hardware, fixing their optic headsets in a matter of seconds.

Then, tilting her head up, she stared directly at the strobing lights, and punched her fist straight through the ceiling. Her arm extended a couple of feet as she reached through the metal plating above her, pulling her hand back down with a swift metallic crunch. Now holding a bunch of shredded wires in her palm, the flickering lights went off-line, leaving the room dark until the dimly lit emergency lights activated. Sevens soon followed behind, amused by her robotic coworker’s efficiency as she tossed the rubber ball up and down in her hands. “Aggressive much?” she teased, not even getting a reaction out of the annoyed 09. While the humans pull themselves together, both androids looked at the mess that lay before them, the hallway entrance now littered with expanding black balloons, the barely functioning turrets still firing every which way as the mass continued to grow.

“Well…” Sevens sighed, putting both of her fists up against her hips. “Can’t follow her through all that…” Even though they were gaps in the inflating hallway, they grew smaller and smaller with every passing moment, as the balloons continued to pile up within the corridor. With the alarms deactivated, the only sound filling the room was the soft hisss of inflating rubber. 09 crossed her arms, shrugging her shoulders down with a disappointed metallic goan. Just then, a stray sticky ball landed directly on her breastplate, taking the machine by surprise as she looked down at the glossy orb. It immediately began to expand, slowly filling up with air as she tightly clenched her fists in frustration. “This prisoner is far more trouble than she’s worth...” she huffed. barely holding back her anger.

The two human women could almost feel the vibrations from her internal growling, keeping their distance as they quietly called in the breach. “They’ll send a team down to fix this mess eventually, might take them a while to get through that hallway though.” Sevens said. “In the meantime, we can have this doohicky to solve our little prisoner-escape problem for us.” With that, she held up the multicolor rubber ball, fiddling with it in her hands like a stress ball. 09‘s eyes widened, putting an almost baffled-looking expression on her metallic face. “You can’t be serious” she scoffed, grabbing at the sticky ball as she tugged it off her chest with a soft pop. “You can’t deploy that thing, it’s still in phase 2! what if it goes after one of our people?” She nonchalantly tossed the ball behind her, the strength in her robotic limb instantly flinging it free from her palm.

“Eeek!” One of the humans yelped, along with the sound of a wet rubbery slap. Both of the machines looked behind them to see the ball had struck one of the human women, the one with the dark rubber covering her arm. The ball had stuck to her left thigh, puffing up where it left off as it began slowly enveloping her leg. “Oh… sorry…” 09 apologized, turning her head back awkwardly. The two humans just looked at each other in panic, unable to do anything as they had no way to remove the sticky inflating ball, which was now completely wrapped around her thigh. “A-any way, it doesn’t matter. We lost her, and there’s nothing we can do but wait” she followed up, paying no mind to the human’s predicament.

Sevens leaned closer to her comrade. “Oh that’s not true…” she said with a teasing Tone. “All we have to do is deploy this ball, and our little troublemaker will be brought back to us in a nice tight package.” Sevens held the shiny orb in front of 09‘s faceplate, squishing it in her fingers. “You said yourself, she’s more trouble than she’s worth, right? Besides, if we take some initiative, the higher-ups will cut us some slack for this… incident.” Sevens followed up. 09 just looked to the side, groaning under her breath. It didn’t seem like a bad option, but she would have to admit that her carefree coworker actually had a good point. “Risky. But I guess it’s better than being responsible for an entire cell block malfunction…” she said looking back at Sevens.

The overcharged android smiled, giving the ball a swift squeeze in her palm before allowing it to drop down to the floor. The ball bounced with a soft squeak, and began subtly squirming as it slowly began rolling in a circle. 09 stepped back, a bit creeped out by it’s unnatural movements. Then, without warning, it sprung itself up to the ceiling and through the hole that 09 had made with her punch, causing her to step back in surprise. Worming its way around, it eventually made its way into one of the electrical pipes before disappearing from sight. 09 was taken aback, her rubberized body shivering from the side of the bizarre ball. Sevens on the other hand, placed her right hand on her hip, stroking her chin in amusement. Both androids seemed astonished at what they just released.

“W… what was that?” 09 stuttered. “That wasn’t a capture balloon!” Sevens just kept stroking her chin curiously, before slowly turning her head toward her paired-up counterpart. “According to the files, it’s definitely a capture balloon, but this one’s different.” she said, still scrolling through the reports in her head. “09 kept looking back up to the ceiling, replaying the footage over and over as a robotic voice stuttered. “N-n-no kidding. It moves like some kind of bouncy smile or something.” Meanwhile, the woman behind them let out a quivering moan, the balloon pressing up between her legs as it began engulfing her pelvis. Despite her best effort to keep her legs apart, it wasn’t long before her left leg became stuck to its sticky surface, her lower half probably only minutes away from being completely enveloped in rubber. Her coworker in the meantime, did her best to override the ball, working through the malfunctioning security system to isolate which ball was stuck to her, but to no avail.

The androids however, continued to ignore the humans, knowing full well that she was in no real danger. After she finished skimming through the files, Sevens looked back over to 09, who also still seemed to be processing unusual reports herself, regarding the strange amoeba ball. “I’ll admit, this new toy is unusual.” Sevens said crossing her arms and looking back up to the ceiling. “But I’m looking forward to seeing the results.” With nothing else to do, sevens walked over to the right and started tearing panels off of the wall as she immediately got to work, trying to connect into the wall's circuitry. 09 sighed, walking over to the blast door as she did the same, hoping to fix at least a fraction of the damage around them. Meanwhile, the human continued to moan as the balloon squeezed around her lower half, her partner continuing to panic until she realized that there is nothing she could do but watch, until she had the proper tools to extract her.

The escapee had made quite some progress getting some distance between her and the malfunctioning cell block, which was now cut off by the overinflated balloons. Being barefoot in nothing but a shiny black leotard, it wasn’t difficult for her to tiptoe her way through the Corridors without making a sound. Unfortunately, it won’t be long before she would soon be caught walking around, given that her sexy shiny outfit made her stick out. The leotard also had her prisoner number printed over her left breast, along with her name, Lao. Lao had to find a change of clothes quickly, but she didn’t know where to start. All of the hallways looked pretty much the same, making it difficult to keep track of where she had already been, much less where she was going.

What puzzled her the most was why there were so few people around, even though her first impressions led her to believe that the place was huge. Granted she didn’t really get a look at the facility when she was captured, being wrapped up in latex for hours before being placed into her cell, and eventually fit it into her new embarrassing outfit. Right as she made a right turn into another identical hallway, she was shocked when a mechanical door opened up right next to her. Reacting quickly, she jumped back and hid behind the corner, praying to god that she hadn’t been spotted. A woman with curly red hair walked out of the room, wearing a dress uniform and looking down at a tablet while adjusting her small prescription glasses. Lao only got a brief look at the woman before hiding behind the corner, praying that she was walking in the opposite direction.

But with this, she immediately saw an opportunity. Should she manage to subdue the young woman, Lao could get a change of clothes, and hide her rubber outfit underneath. The redhead was just about to turn the corner Loa was hiding behind, before quickly looking up from her tablet with a soft gasp. The escapee’s heart jumped, thinking she had been discovered. “My bag!” The woman gasped, the sound of high heels clicking against the floor as she ran back into the room. The automatic door began to close behind her, but Lao reacted quickly, sprinting around the corner and hopping her way between the closing doors before it shut behind her. Despite being barefoot, she made a small sound as she landed behind the redhead, but fortunately, she seemed too distracted to notice, especially with her high heels making most of the noise.

Then enter the large locker room, the room appearing a lot more porcelain and rounded with metallic white shine. The lockers looked like large cabinets, but each had code locks and vents, a perfect place to hide an unconscious lab worker. Quietly, Lao tiptoed behind the unsuspecting woman, not even making so much as a slight sound on her toes. For the first time in her life, she was thankful for the excruciating ballerina classes she took as a teenager. Holding her hands forward, she waited for the lab worker to look down at one of the lockers, when she would be most vulnerable to quietly knock out. Walking past the first row of lockers, it was then when Lao realized that there were other exits and entrances, with at least nine rows of lockers separated on either side of the room, almost like a library. Fortunately, she couldn’t see anyone else with them, but she couldn’t be sure of that, her heart beating hard in her chest as she waited for the woman to get to her locker.

Suddenly, a loud clang could be heard behind her, startling both women as they both turned around in shock. One of the ventilation covers had dropped to the floor, along with four bolts that were bent in multiple places. The vent cover itself was also deformed and warped, as if someone had punched it with an absurd amount of force. Then, looking up at the ceiling, Lao noticed something clear and shiny dropping from the open vent. A small jiggly ball landed on the floor right in front of the broken vent cover, full of what looked like other multicolor balls, like some kind of children’s toy or a stress ball. After bouncing up and down a couple of times, it slowly started rolling towards Lao. The way it rolled looked extremely uncanny, instead of moving due to its own momentum and weight, it looked like it was almost crawling, like a rolling tank tread as it leaned forward.

Then, only moments after it started rolling, it began to suddenly grow, no hissing air or bubbling sounds, just increasing in size as it became as big as a beach ball, to an exercise ball, quickly growing to about 5 feet. Quickly recognizing the danger, Lao turned around to see the Lab worker reaching for something in her pocket, quickly pushing her to the side as she bolted down the corner of the locker room without looking back. The escapee he had participated in enough tests to recognize the ball is one of their kinky capture devices, panicking silently as she ran full sprint to the nearest exit. The communication watch the lab worker had pulled out clattered to the floor, tumbling out of her reach as she fell on her back. Recovering quickly, she tilted her head back up just in time to see the large multicolored ball rolling straight towards her.

The ball was now 7 feet tall, the many balloons inside bouncing and squeaking against each other as they bobbed around inside. The woman only had enough time to gasp before the massive multicolored sphere rolled right over her, squishing her against the ground with a face full of soft latex. What followed was a frightened moan as the giant rubber sphere had covered her completely, pressing her down with a surprising amount of weight. But just as quickly as it came, it rolled off of the young woman and turned the corner to pursue its target. However, the lab worker was nowhere to be seen, instead, what was left on the floor was a blob of squirming blue rubber, quickly puffing up into a more rounded shape. The woman’s moans could be heard from within, the ball bobbing and wiggling in place, trapped inside as she struggled fruitlessly.

Lao, was now halfway across the locker room, running towards two specific doors which had caught her eye since she had turned the corner. One of the doors had a bright white LED above it, sliding open with a soft DING. Seeing it as an opportunity for escape, the young woman doubled her efforts to outrun the pursuing balloon, but she could hear the soft rolling sphere gaining up on her from behind, it’s service squeaky against the shiny floor. Laos' heart thumping like a piston, she clenched her teeth and pushed her feet against the ground from her worn tiptoes. Having gone through so much training in her ballerina classes, it didn’t even hurt anymore, giving her the more strength she needed to run her pursuer. Finally, entering the door she tried to stop but ended up slamming against the wall of what appeared to be a small elevator. Turning around, she saw the massive sphere only a few feet away, seconds from colliding in the elevator with her.

In a panic, she quickly reached for the keypad and hit the door button, immediately sliding the door shut. Only a second later did she hear the rubbery squish of the massive balloon colliding with the door, making her heart jump before the elevator fell into silence. Dropping to the floor on her knees, Lao let out a massive gasp of relief, her shoulders shivering as she had narrowly avoided a kinky capture. For the first time since leaving her cell, she felt she was in a safe place, allowing herself a moment of vulnerability to calm down. A wave of emotions washed over her, nearly tearing up from her close encounter with the strange capture ball. Being so close to getting a disguise, she cursed herself for not acting more quickly to steal the lab workers’ attire, perhaps the ball would have ignored her had she at least worn the lab coat over her prison leotard. Though it was likely the ball had tracked her somehow, she couldn’t help but think that she could have prevented it.

Lao never wanted any part of this, she wanted to get back to her workshop, where she could continue tinkering with her projects and focus on her own industry work. If only she had left for home 15 minutes later, or even earlier, she would have avoided this whole thing. It all started when she was walking to the bus stop in the dead of night, where she saw what appeared to be a giant bouncing rubber kangaroo hopping across the street into an alley. At first, she thought her mind was playing tricks on her, she even dismissed the sight entirely as she made her way to the bus stop. But before the bus could show up, someone with rubber gloves grabbed her from behind, and the next thing she knew she was being stuffed into an absurdly large double-layered balloon.

from there it was all blank, she didn’t know how she got into her cell or even where she really was. Lao could be in another country for all she knew. Regardless, she was determined to escape, taking a deep breath that she sucked up her fear, replaced with stubborn determination. Turning her attention toward the keypad, she saw that did the elevator lead to over two dozen floors. Instinctively, she tapped the first-floor button, only for the keypad to buzz as the lights in the elevator went red. Lao’s heart jumped as she backed up against the wall. “UNAUTHORIZED PERSONAL DETECTED, SYSTEM LOCKED.” With that, a mechanical CLANG could be heard on all four sides of the elevator, presumably locking it in place. It was then that she noticed a tiny camera with a red LED right above the door, identifying her as a prisoner the second she stepped in. “SECURITY NOTIFIED, STAND BY FOR PICKUP.”

The young woman cursed in her head, in allowing herself one moment to relax, she unwillingly became careless, neglecting to notice the security inside of the elevator. Her heart racing once again, she looked around her, hoping to find an extra pannel of some kind, but when it was obvious she wasn’t going to find one, she went up to the elevator doors and attempted to pry it open. Lao of course got nowhere with this, until she heard the door squeaking on the other side, motivating her to continue. But then, she quickly froze once she realized it wasn’t the door itself that was squeaking, as something small and bulbous wormed its way between the double elevator doors. At that moment, her heart dropped down to her stomach, backing up against the wall in shock as the multicolored balloon was working its way into her enclosure.

Unsure what to do, Lao simply froze with helplessness as more and more of the balloon wiggled its way inside, filling the elevator with stretching creaks and soft squeaks. At first, the bulb was as big as a softball, but soon stretched out to the size of a basketball, as it seemed to have no trouble slipping through the gap to reach her. It was only a matter of time until the balloon was completely in the room with her, double-checking her surroundings to see if there was any way out. Fortunately, she noticed something that she had missed earlier, a seam of what looked like an emergency hatch on the ceiling above her, next to a very small panel with at least four buttons on it. With the red lighting, it was hard to see what was written on them, so she began tapping the buttons at random. The panel just responded with loud buzzing beeps every time she pressed one of the buttons, denying her access.

She was running out of time, the balloon was inflating further and further into the elevator, leaving her with even less room to move. “There’s no way the emergency hatch would actually lock me in if there was an actual emergency, right?” she thought to herself. Even though she was seconds away from being taken by the balloon, she wasn’t in any real life-threatening peril, so she had to fix that. Thinking quickly, she grabbed one of the buttons on the keypad with her gloved fingertips and pulled it out, allowing her to reach into the panel itself she swiftly ripped it from the ceiling. By now she could feel the balloon pressing against one of her thighs, but she couldn’t back away anymore or she wouldn’t be able to continue. With the panel wiring finally exposed, she grabbed as many wires as she could, and ripped them out causing it to spark and flash, nearly blinding her in the process. The elevator buzzed loudly, and the hatch immediately opened up as a gust of air suddenly rushed up through the opening like a vacuum.

Though still blinded, the young woman reached up and immediately climbed through the hatch, feeling the balloon pressing up against her legs as it continued its attempts to grab hold of her. Once she climbed on top of the elevator her eyes quickly readjusted as she looked up above her, her jaw-dropping in disbelief. The elevator shaft was vast, despite there only being a little over two dozen floors it went so far up she couldn’t see the top. Even as she squinted, she couldn’t tell where the elevator ended, as if it was miles long. Up the shaft, she could see a ladder leading upwards, but she couldn’t imagine climbing all the way up or to wherever it led. “Where… am I?” she said to herself. Lao’s train of thought was interrupted when she heard a prolonged squeak from underneath, looking down to see the balloon was worming the rest of its body into the elevator.

Seeing as she was running out of time, Lao started climbing up the ladder, gulping nervously as she looked up the seemingly endless elevator shaft. The balloons' loud squeaks echoed and reverberated throughout the vast upward tunnel, constantly reminding her of what awaited her should she lose her grip or slip. The next floor was in view, but it was quite a ways away, it was like there were several stories separating each floor. Just the thought made her feel exhausted, but as long as she at least got to a different floor, she could find a different way to escape, without having to worry about the massive hungry loon. “Maybe if I’m lucky, I can find a staircase, even though it will take forever to reach the top.” she sighed. Though It felt like forever, she was soon only 10 feet away from the next floor. But that’s when she noticed something was off, as the echoing rubber squeaks from below we’re getting subtlety closer.

Against her better judgment, she looked down to see the giant rubber ball climbing up the elevator shaft! Lao gasped, freezing in shock as their hands went completely still. The ball seemed to be crawling on the side of the wall, almost like an amoeba. The many multicolor balloons inside could be seen tumbling within, making a symphony of squeaks as it made its way toward her at an alarming rate. Shaking her head, she overcame her paralysis and doubled her efforts to get to the next door, clumsily fumbling around with the ladder bars on her way. Lao would occasionally slip, causing her panic further as the pursuing ball would grow closer with each and every stumble she made. Not daring to look back, the young woman could hear it growing closer, nearly causing her to have a panic attack. But finally, she made it to the next door, pulling herself up as she found an emergency open lever next to it. Immediately pulling it, the door opened and she stumbled through, only to bump into something.

Recovering quickly, she landed on her hands and knees looking behind her to see a humanoid figure looming over her. Covered from head to toe and rubber, it looked like they were wearing latex send a bodysuit of some kind, like the two human guards stationed near the cell blocks blast door. Sporting a simple figure, it wasn’t obvious what their gender was, seemingly slender at a glance, but also rather lean and fit. It definitely wasn’t an android, but the silhouette was almost featureless, as if the suit hid their more defining features. Before Lao could crawl away, the rubber around the latex-clad figure’s left arm began to inflate, morphing into what looked like a puffy rubbery cannon before pointing it down towards her. “Don’t move.” They commanded in a gender-ambiguous voice. Their face could also be seen moving underneath as they spoke, confirming that it was indeed a suit. Lao complied, not moving a muscle as she was held at cannon point, staring down the dark rubbery barrel by the strange weapon.

The individual's hand could no longer be seen, disappearing within the inflatable apparatus, almost looked like an exaggerated version of the mega buster from one of those old Nintendo games. “Unless you want to be sacked in rubber, stay put.” They commanded further, placing their hand up to their ear. Just then, the large rubber ball could be seen climbing through the elevator behind them, causing a loud squeak as it squeezed itself through the partially opened doors. Distracted, the figure turned around just in time to see the massive inflatable looming towards him, giving Lao the opportunity she needed to run away, bolting down another nearby hallway. Before the gard even knew what was happening, the giant inflatable rolled right over them as they were squeezed underneath the massive clear multicolored cluster balloon ball.

They attempted to yelp, but only turned out as a muffled mess as they were squished down onto the floor, rubber wrapping all around them until they were squeezed all over. Finally, the ball finished rolling by, leaving behind a bright yellow balloon on the floor as it rolled down the hallway after the escaped prisoner. On the inside, the gender-ambiguous figure found themself in a small dark inflatable chamber, pressed down from head to toe in squeaky latex as they began to squirm in panic, even retracting their inflatable arm cannon. “W…what is this?” they asked, their voice sounding slightly insulated, as if the surrounding rubber was soundproof. Confused the rubber-clad guard frantically pushed and shoved at the soft surroundings, hoping to make more space to move. It had all happened so fast, they literally had no idea what had hit them, as if something had suddenly pulled them into a completely different space.

Their struggles did no good, pushing and shoving with everything they had. But with every ounce of resistance the guard made against the balloon, the rubbery walls seemed to push back with additional inflations. Their limbs would only sink into soft walls, before being sprung back in the place, and they realized too late that their space was getting smaller and smaller, restricting the guard with every passing moment. “Nnnnngh!” the individual groaned, desperately trying to keep the inner walls at bay to avoid being smothered. Realizing that they were running out of time, the figure attempted to reach up to the com on their ear to call for help, but the balloon had become far too tight. There was no longer enough room to reach their arms up, forcing them to keep their elbows position downward while their cocoon continued to puff and swell around them. Left completely helpless, the most the individual could do was keep the inflatable rubber at shoulder length, keeping their tiny pocket of space intact for as long as they could.

From the outside, their struggles could no longer be seen, appearing as just a large cushy motionless balloon. Meanwhile, Lao continued down the curving corridor, hearing the balloon squeaking behind her as she ran through an automatic double sliding door, neglecting to look at the sign labeled above it. Upon entering, her sprint quickly came to a crawl, looking around to find herself in a thriving packed lobby area of some kind. From left to right, there were rows of fancy white benches and tables lined up along the sides of the room, each with a buffet of food stationed in the centers, with all kinds of food and drinks. The room also had two spiral staircases on both sides leading to a second floor, with wings on either side, surrounded by a large half-pipe glass ceiling, almost like a mall.

Stationed at the benches were androids, lab workers, and other personnel seated together, chatting amongst themselves as they seemed to be eating, many turning their attention to Lao as she entered the room. In her attempts to avoid the persistent balloon, she had neglected to avoid detection, now surrounded by guards, employees, and everything of the sort. However, this wasn’t what startled her the most, the glass ceiling, which she assumed would have a perfect view of the sky, seemed to present beyond it a large vast metallic ceiling, almost like staring at an iron sky. Before she could even process what she was seeing, the large rubber ball entered the lobby with a symphony of threatening squeaks, now only a few feet away from its target as she continued running away.

If she wasn’t so frightened by the pursuing balloon, she’d probably be blushing ear to ear, sprinting through a lunchroom in her revealing prison outfit. Seeing as she was already moments away from capture, none of the androids are guards bothered to get up, instead, watching with anticipation for the prototype balloon to nab her. No matter how fast Lao ran, she didn’t gain any distance from the approaching balloon, as it was now only inches away from her. Wasting no time, the balloon suddenly lunged towards her, leaping off of the floor and pushing against the young woman’s back in a surprise hug. Lao could feel the rubber quickly warping and contorting its membrane around the sides of her body as she was momentarily pulled off of the ground, her stomach dropping as the inflatable ball began squeezing her all over.

In all but an instant, the ball dropped back to the ground, rolling for a few feet before coming to a slow squeaky stop. The young woman could be seen underneath the membrane, all wrapped up as she was pulled into the double-layered rubber. Closing her eyes shut, she couldn’t tell what was going on, put in a sudden state of sensory deprivation as the pressure subtlety grew around her body, squeezing her tightly in a full-body hug. Then, the pressure was suddenly released from her body, slipping through the membrane as she tumbled inside, now trapped within the giant rubber ameba as she disappeared behind the many balloons stuffed inside of it. Lao bumped and slid past the orbs of soft rubber as she flopped onto her back, looking up and opening her eyes only to find herself surrounded by multicolored shiny rubber all around her. Baffled, Loa quickly stood up, only for her bare feet to slip on the inner surface of the balloon, landing on her hands and knees as the multicolored cluster slipped and squeaked against her body.

Just barely able to keep herself balanced on all fours, she couldn’t feel much friction underneath her, as if she was kneeling on wet rubber or jelly. Being smooshed up in the center of the cluster of soft rubber balls didn’t help much, but she couldn’t reach out to push them away otherwise she’d lose her balance. Panting heavily, she found herself completely cut off from the outside world, unable to see or even hear anything outside of her amoeba-like enclosure. At any moment, the androids will probably pick up her new prison and haul it back to her prison cell, or perhaps another kinkier cell as punishment. On the plus side, it did bring her a little bit of relief since it meant that no one could see her in her embarrassing prison leotard, even calming down a bit at the thought. Regardless, she was now trapped, and knowing how effective these traps were, she didn’t bother putting up a fight against it. Instead, the young woman crossed her arms and sat down in the lotus position, letting out a disappointing sigh as a drop of sweat trickle down her forehead. “Well, it was worth a shot.” she said unenthusiastically, accepting her defeat as she waited to be hauled away.

Even so, she found herself unable to remain completely calm. Lao could only imagine what would be in for her now that she tried to escape, as she had been warned multiple times even at the start of every kinky test she had been made to participate in. Though she sat still, it didn’t stop the balloons from pressing up against her, even rubbing up against one of her cheeks as she blushed ever so subtly. Lao tried to ignore it, but she only now realized how packed she was inside with all of the numerous balls. If they weren’t so squishy and inflatable, she would’ve been locked into the place, only allowed to move because of their flexibility. Just as she was about to push one of them away, she noticed that they were subtly squeaking against one another, they even seemed more smooshed up than they did a few seconds ago.

At first, she thought it was her imagination, leaving her arms pushed up against the surrounding rubber only to realize that the balloons really were squeezing in on her ever so slowly. Swallowing nervously, she kept trying to push the balloons away, still barely able to keep her balance as her knees wobbled beneath her. Sure enough, even as her hands squished into the surrounding rubber she could feel it pushed back ever so slightly. There is no doubt about it now, for whatever reason, it looked like her space was shrinking, causing the balloons to press in on her. Indeed, from the outside, all of the onlookers and androids watched as the strange amoeba-looking balloon began collapsing in on itself ever so slowly the many rubber balls inside squeaking against each other as the inner space became more and more scarce.

Though she was used to this kind of treatment, During her tests and even some of her punishments, it didn’t make her any less nervous as the balloons continued pressing in on her. Plus, there’s something much different about this balloon, as it was far more complex in design and function than the other traps she had been forced into. Lao knew she was only delaying the inevitable, but wasn’t about to give up without a fight, even as the pressure continued to slowly build up within her small elastic chamber. However, it didn’t stop her from blushing either, as there was always a sense of pleasure in being squeezed by these inflatable rubber contraptions. Maybe the kink had grown on her, but deep down she couldn’t help but feel just a bit excited for the imminent squeeze.

The balloons pushed up against her knees, her back, and even bumping up against her thighs as they continued pushing in on her. Loa sucked her lips in nervously, as the balloon slowly pushed her arms back to her sides, even pressing down against the back and top of her head. Knowing what was to come, she found herself tempted to open up her legs, if not just to feel the balloon squeeze her in the most desirable place. Against her better judgment, she attempted to do just that, only to lose her balance as she tumbled backward. Losing her center of balance, the balloons stumbled around with her as she quickly found herself laying on top of them, facing upward with her legs spread just as she wished.

The space had become so cramped, the balloons had basically formed a cushion underneath her, bunching up together and keeping her supported instead of letting her slip to the bottom of the frictionless rubber amoeba. Regretting her Reckless decision, she tried to readjust herself, bracing her elbows on the supporting balloons as she tried to push herself up. Unfortunately, the balloons only rolled and slipped underneath her weight, causing her to clumsily squirm around within her cocoon until the balloons above her began pressing down on her. Loa turned her head to the side as she pushed her arms up to the balloons, trying to keep them away from her face.

Just as before, it’s only provided her more time, her hands slightly squishing into the taut surfaces, pushing at least one or two farther away only for another to slip into their place. But it wasn’t just above her, balloons were pushing up against her shoulders around her legs and even the sides of her face and head. Now that the amoeba had trapped her, there was nowhere to run, and no way to escape the incoming squish. As nervous as she was, her face just became redder from arousal, growing shamefully but undeniably excited for what was to come. For a moment, she almost forgot about the world outside of her bubble, thinking of only the many balloons cushioning and hugging around her.

It was strangely calming, especially with how soothing and satisfying they sounded as they squeaked and pressed against each other, drowning out the voices of the staff in the cafeteria. Meanwhile, three tall androids began approaching her bubble, surrounding it as they waited for the bubble to complete its job, though being unfamiliar with the model, they weren’t completely sure when that would be. With very little room left inside, the balloons had really begun to squeeze down on her, especially from the top as her arms were eventually forced down to her sides. With her head turned to her right, only her face had managed to avoid the squishy rubber, though this didn’t stop the balloons pressing against her blushing cheeks.

Second by second, the balloons squished her more and more, slowly filling up the little gaps of space left around her as they congregated on her. them. With the shrinking balloon forcing them towards the center, it almost felt as if they were hugging her, fighting for her affection as they piled up on each other. It didn’t take for the pressure to really build up around her, with her lips pressed up into an awkward pucker, with her head sandwiched between two of the balloons above and below her face. Meanwhile, her entire body was also getting a good squeeze, as if she was laying down in an inflatable sleep sack lined with squishy cushions.

Unable to resist, she let out a tiny giggle as her heart skipped a beat. Lao couldn’t deny how much she loved this treatment, getting a nice comfortable squeeze from the enclosing balloons. Lao though still let down by her embarrassing but inevitable capture, she just focused on how lovely the balloons felt against her rubber-clad body, especially against the skin of her exposed legs. No longer did she feel like she was trapped in a capture device, but a tight comfy bondage bed. Slowly but surely, the balloons sandwiching her head slowly begin to cover her face, letting out one last comfortable moan before her voice was muffled by the enclosing rubber. Though still a bit nervous, she knew the smothering wouldn’t last too long, as she would soon wake up back in her cell as she always would.

But even then, the capture balloon continued to shrink, pressing down on Lao even with all the gaps of air squeezed out. The young woman offered no resistance, just whimpering pleasurably as her body was compressed by the many cushions of inflatable rubber encompassing her body. However, it was only then when she finally realized that she could somehow still breathe, despite the rubber being pressed up against her nose and mouth, she could still inhale and exhale without any trouble. This wasn’t something she had experienced before while testing other strange capture devices. Of course, this didn’t stop her from attempting to move her hips up and down, the only able to thrust ever so slightly as the pressure continued to restrain her.

But after a couple of seconds, it was a long before her body was incapable of even an inch of movement as the balloon had finally ceased shrinking. Completely squished and un smothered, Lao could only moan into the tight surrounding rubber, her voice barely audible to the outside. Unable to get a grip on the slippery membrane, the three androids began rolling the bubble out of the cafeteria like it was a giant exercise ball. Meanwhile, back at the test subject cell block entrance, the hallway which had previously been completely packed by the inflating balloons was now being cleared out one by one with the help of some maintenance staff and a few extra security androids.

The human woman clad in white rubber had been almost completely enveloped all the way up to her neck, with only her head sticking out with the rest of her body tightly compressed within. Seeing as she was literally trapped inside one of the sticky balloon balls as opposed to being covered by them, her partner, and a couple of other maintenance staff we’re having difficulties finding a way to get her out. Their best hope was to perhaps pry the super strong rubber off of her body, or deflate the balloon with a pump, as the surface was far too potent to puncture. In the meantime, all she could do was moan in embarrassment as a balloon squeezed her from neck to toe.

Soon, the three androids entered the cell block through the cluttered hallway, rolling Lao’s round rubber prison with them. Though unable to move, the former escapee could feel herself rolling up and down, and side to side, as if she was tumbling in space, unable to get a sense of orientation. Fortunately, she was soothed and calmed but the symphony of squeaking rubber emanating from the many balloons compressing her body. Sevens and 09 were both finishing up the final patches in the cell blocks wiring, just minutes away from getting the area back up and running at 100%. “Special delivery. ❤️” One of the security androids announced behind them, rolling in the ball containing their missing prisoner.

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9/19/21

Turning away from the open panels on the wall, Sevens clapped her hands together as a joyful smile spread across her face. “Ooh!” she cooed. Looking down at the multicolored balloon ball as if it was a Christmas present. 09, turned around shortly after, letting out a sigh and she retracted the soldering tools back into her arms. “Finally…” she muttered under her breath, standing up with her arms crossed. “Thank you for bringing her back, well take it from here.” she said. “What happened here?” One of the androids asked, noticing that some of the lights were barely functioning. “Was there a bug in the wiring?” another one of the androids asked.”

“I guess you could say that.” 09 responded looking down at the balloon. Sevens couldn’t help giggle at her counterpart’s passive-aggressive reply. Once the three androids left, 09 and Seven’s took Lao’s rubber prison and happily rolled it back into her cell. Once her ball had finally come to a stop, she could tell that she was now facing upwards as she was before. Though relieved that she was no longer being rolled, she still couldn’t do anything about her predicament, choosing just to focus on the soothing sensation of her soft bondage. “Well now… back to where you started…”

The voice was slightly muffled to her, but still recognizable, sending a shiver ran down her spine. The voice of course was from 09, standing over the shrunken bondage balloon as if looking down at a misbehaving pet. “All this trouble, all this damage… and work.” The android suddenly stepped on the surface of the balloon, gently, but firmly enough for the young woman to feel the extra pressure. “And for what?” 09 scolded. “To trade it for a smaller present?” Lao could only whimper under her breath, not that she would have much to say even if she could speak. “Oh don’t be so mad with her.” Sevens added, her voice easily differentiated from the slight static in her speech.

“After all, we can’t forget that pleasant little shock you gave us when before you fled.” she followed up, leaning down even closer to the rubber prison. With that, the young woman no longer felt safe inside of her balloon, feeling more like a curse than a blessing, left completely helpless by her bondage. “Then again we can’t be too mad, can we?” Sevens said, turning to her counterpart. “After all, it did help break the monotony of simply keeping things in order.” Letting out a hesitant sigh, 09 simply put her hand on her chin as she looked away. “I guess you’re right.” she agreed, looking back down at the balloon. “But you know what?” she slowly turned around, pointing her rubbery posterior toward a balloon. “I think we deserve a little break.”

With that, the android sat down on top of the left side of the balloon, allowing it to support her weight like a bean bag as the balloon squeezed down on Lily's lower half. The surrounding balloons pressed on her all the way up to her pelvis, squeezing a startled moan out of the young woman. With the android’s heavy body pressing down on the atop her prison, the balloons were putting even more pressure on her legs, almost causing them to go numb. It almost felt like they were constricting her, as if a rubber snake was coiled over her lower half, just like one of her most recent tests involving a giant rubber worm. 09 let out an audible giggle, even wiggling her posterior against the slippery rubber. As amused as Sevens was, she was wary of being caught off task by her superiors.

“As much as I love teasing our occupants, shouldn’t we get back to work?” Sevens asked, cautiously looking behind her as she kept an eye on the door. “Given what we’ve already been through today, I don’t think there’s any harm if we sit on it for a bit.” 09 replied, with a hint of snarkiness in her voice. Caught off guard, Sevens went a bit silent before breaking out in a fit of giggles. It was refreshing to see her more serious counterpart expressing herself with a sense of humor, albeit smug. “I think I’ll take you up on that offer.” she replied with a smile. With that she turned around and rested her posterior on the right side of the balloon, squishing down to poor woman inside as she was compressed all over from head to toe. ”MMMMMMmmmmmmm…” Lao moans quickly silenced as the air was squeezed out of her chest, flattening her with near crushing pressure.