Poll Adventure Part 14 (Patreon)

Rai grunts as she struggles to shift herself around. It's no use. The tentacles' grip is just too strong. All she can do is strain to look over her shoulder as she approaches her own fate tail-first, and ponder the now perfectly polished and uniform surface of the orb which had just finished consuming D'tash.

Goddess... she's... she's gone! Just... gone! the squirming tigress thought to herself as her cute posterior tightened in nervous anticipation of the cold, gelatinous touch that was almost certainly only a few short seconds away. That... that can't have felt good. Can it? I mean... I just... she didn't look like it didn't feel good to her. She looked just like all those gelfighters. Like she was actually enjoying it. Did it really feel that good?

There was no way for Rai to know for sure. At least, there wasn't any way for her to know without trying it out for herself. And try it out, she was certainly about to do. Her glistening black biogel captor cared nothing for her wishes, let alone any wish she might have had to delay matters so that she could spend a bit more time thinking them over.

The beautiful tigress could feel it coming. The way the tentacles were moving. The way they were squeezing her arms behind her back, and spreading her legs open so that all the world could see just how inviting a soft, fluffy pussy it was about to lose. A world that didn't mind losing it one bit, so far as she could tell. Quite the opposite, if the expressions of joyous anticipation on faces of her audience told any tale.

Rai began to feel like a thing. An object who's purpose was to be dissolved into glossy black nothing purely for the entertainment of others. That was how she'd felt about the gelfighters she'd watched getting snatched up and absorbed, after all. They were just objects for her entertainment, held at impersonal length by the distance between the arena and the holo-screen on which she watched their gloriously gooey end.

Goddess, she'd better have been telling me the truth, the tigress thought as the air around the small of her back began to feel strange. The fur there began to stand on end. This had better feel good. It had better... feel...

The small of Rai's back suddenly felt very cold. And very wet. And strangely pleasing.

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How does Rai react to the touch of the orb?