That Inflated Stud Feeling (Preview) (Patreon)

“Umm… something wrong?”

Rodríguez twitched and looked back at her. “Oh…” She looked back down again. “Oh my! I think you have something stuck to your leg.”

“My leg?” Monica looked down. She couldn’t see anything. Anything obvious at least. Her neighbor wasn’t the kind of person to joke, so Monica quickly said her good-byes and hurried into her apartment, closing the door behind her.

Inside, she was hit by an intense blast of heat. Her apartment really felt like a sweatbox at times (a reason why she left it in the first place). She hurried over to her sofa and turned on all the fans surrounding it.

Once that was done with it, Monica sat down and got to business. “My leg…”

She lifted her left leg up and tried bending and twisting it. After a bit of searching, she saw something white. Something white upon her dark skin, but just out of sight with it angled around the back of her thigh.

She reached around the area and hit something… rubbery? Gently feeling it, it had a circular base with a cylinder-shaped appendage rising from its center. At its top was… a cap? Wait, this seemed familiar.

She pulled out her phone and angled it below, snapping a picture for a better look. However, the better look only confused her.

A nozzle? It was a nozzle for a pool toy or inflatable sticking to her skin. It looked a lot like the ones that came out of that box that toon was carrying around.

I need them for my summer wear line, and I can’t misplace a single one…

Well, tough shit, dog. You lost one. Monica reached for the nozzle and tugged on it.

It didn’t come off. In fact, when she pulled on it, she felt a pinching sensation. It was almost like… like it was a part of her?

She shook her head. Crazy thought that was. She grabbed the nozzle again and tugged. Not much happened. She tugged again. The nozzle… moved?

She tugged some more. The nozzle definitely moved. She pulled and pulled, the nozzle moving now.

It moved all the way around the outer side of her thigh, right below her short jean shorts. She could better see it now and despite it moving… it looked attached to her. Her skin and its rubber nozzle base had melded together.

The room silenced, the only thing being heard in her head was her own heart beat. The room itself felt hotter now, more uncomfortable. Everything… everything wasn’t right.

This… this can’t be real. Her teeth chattered. This can’t! It… it’ll come off!

She grabbed the nozzle one more time and yanked, yanked as hard as she could. This time, it would not budge. It would not move or shift from where it was.

Although, there was a light pop! The cap popped right off, hanging there as a new hole to her body was opened up. It felt almost as if her heart skipped a beat there. This couldn’t possibly be good, right?