Preview of A Trapped Spring
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Summary: The coyote Tuuwa finds a strange substance near a beloved water source. In an attempt to knock it away the coyote soon learns of, and becomes victim to, its true purpose.
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He turned on his heels, dropping his front legs deep into the pool. To his horror, the mass spread flowing back up to the surface and catching his legs every step of the way, well up to the shoulders! "No! No no! Get off, wash away!" The coyote was panicking. From how little the blob had seemed to react to the water before, he was sure it was a safe bet, yet now the spread was stark, rapidly turning the pool from clear water to solid inky darkness.
Tuuwa staggered away from it, his back legs hastily retreating, but as he tried to pull from the water's surface it pulled back, creaking and groaning, the stretchy mass seemed heavier, as though it had absorbed the water itself. With a loud creak and groan Tuuwa found he was digging his claws into the ground, yet even that wasn't enough, loose stones and soil kicked away as it overpowered him, dragging back to the surface.
As his grip was overcome he saw the mass shift, breaking from the water and curling up above his head. "Oh no-" He gasped before it plunged over him like a maw, washing over his shoulders and then pulling him in. He tumbled head over heels into the former pool feeling the buoyant press on all angles, enveloped in darkness as the mass fully engulfed him.
It felt like it was churning him within, almost chewing as much as an amorphous mass could, and it was with a sinking worry he started to think it wasn't some chemical spill but a living organism. The churning press coated him all over, squeaking and creaking to cover over every inch of his fur before, like a bag of air being punctured, it deflated around him, the thick gooey mass compressed down.
Tuuwa's legs and arms were plastered along his belly, his tail was pulled and pinned up behind his back and his neck bent downward as from outside the coyote became a rounded out mass with softened edges writhing and undulating.
"Mmmhh!" Tuuwa groaned, the gooey coating squeezed his maw shut at first but then seemed to prod and poke at his lips, narrowly pressing into it! His tongue felt a rubbery taste then it was squeezed down as the goo swelled up to fill the shape of his mouth. He felt a further squish, down his back and sides as the ripples seemed to be flowing and looking for something; something it found under his tail. He let out a soft yelp, the same tickling and thin press inserted itself and then also thickened into a solid plumbing lump, stretching his tail ring.
For all his resistance and fear of the situation his body felt the tickle as pleasant, making his rod poke out from the sheathe between his legs. The blob grasped back at his own pressure, rolling in a way that could only be called teasing.