Neatly Packaged
A sense of weightlessness washed over his body in large amounts as he dangled in the air. Griff didn't quite remember how he got there or when he got there, only that he was indeed there. He struggled as the groggy feeling begin to wear off. His arms and legs attempts to move, but... Something seemed wrong.
He felt a thick, slick material that covered his body with his legs spread, yet held together at the thigh and calf. His avian tail feathers held upwards, opposing his pulsating backside. Griff's arms were the same, but his tender hands were trapped in latex orbs. He would once again struggle and strain against the constricting rubber, but it would only pull back in on him. His head affixed downwards as a posture collar set around his neck forced him to look down.
Griff had hung suspended in the air for five minutes, fighting against the stiff restrains that covered his body. He felt something rise up in himself as he seemed to stop struggling less, at least with the arms and legs. His cheeks became flush as he was moving just his hips. The latex pulled closely to his body, he realized that the hot material was causing him to become moist from sweat. Griff's movements were pushing his cock against the latex of the trap.
He felt his cheeks become flush as he continued to move his member against the rubber pulled against him. His arousal from the tight latex and the lack of space overwhelmed him. Griff felt his loins stirring as he felt near, He felt his own warm saliva dribble down his beak as he came to head.
His belly would grow warm and his feathers wet as he stared off into the distance in a pleasure daze. Griff had become so wrapped up in his self-pleasure that he wasn't struggling to free himself. He panted lightly, his head jerking to the side with the sound of a click. He struggled to see who it was, but all he saw was needle heel boots,latex clad legs with a tight pull against the outline of a warm pussy.
It quickly rushed back to Griff...
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Three hours ago...
Griff had been knocked back drinks at a steady pace. His beak wide open half the time he was as he didn't sip or gulp it down. He had been pouring them down his mouth. His drinking was heavy and mostly whacked at that state.
The clicking of heels attained his blurred vision as she glanced up to a white and black skunky adorn in tight latex. Griff could remember the sight of the woman as she approached him, many of the other males of the rooms had attracted themselves to her. The many scent pursuing males were attached to her by their very noses.
Griff could remember the males pressing against her, the latex of her full body suit outlining every nipple, hip, and curve. Their tongues moving across the slick surface and their noses moving the second skin over her fur as she enjoyed it.
He could remember the men lapped at her latex skin, her moaning in pleasure filling the air around her. The velvet of the men tongue moved across her rubber snatch, her hard nipples, and her firm ass, as well as her ass crack. They were wanting her, but she was wanting him. He remembered that.... He also remembered that the floor was made of oak..
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Back to where we were...
Griff panicked a little as he twisted and turned to see his captor. His neck held in place by the posture collar as he attempted to see pass her hips. He felt his body spinning around in circles as she begin to move her counter-clockwise. Griff felt the liquid cum move in the latex enclosure, coating his chest. His weightless feeling beginning to rise as she spun him.
He spoke lightly,"Who are you? Please let me down."
The smell of his scent filled the air and it was taking affect on the woman near him as he stopped with her behind him. He heard her movements behind him as she moved in behind Griff. He wiggled in the confines of the latex.
His movements were not that of a man trying to escape, but a man wanted to be pleasured beyond his wildest dreams. He wanted to know who this woman was but, that thought was put on hold as his backdoor suddenly expanded two sizes too large. The insertion of a phallic shape molded the inside of his ass as he was filled.
Griff's cheeks flushed as his not-so-virgin backdoor would slowly expand as it swallowed the large member. He heard a very seductive very from behind him,"I am Drusilla, alchemist and sex fiend. I will be your mistress for now and forever. Be happy, you get to test out my living latex, you look like you enjoy it... I can even smell that you do as well. Rejoice, I have a gift for you when I am done."
He could not see the devious smile of Drusilla, but he could feel it in his head. He squirmed in the latex as she moved within him. Her hips bucked into Griff's asshole, filling him up as she moved her hands to grip his hips. Griff panted heavily as his tongue extended pass his beak, releasing heated air as she took his ass.
The latex would throbs within the asshole of Griff as she pounded his warm hole. The latex seemed to extend the pleasure of an actually penis as she drilled into him. Griff would soon feel something bounce against his own squished balls, but would soon over lap his own and slap against his belly.
Griff's beak parted as he felt his asshole, brimming out around the edges as she came into him. The latex that surrounded Griff as she touched it and made it release him. Griff would turn to look up at her as she was still cumming, getting a enormous large of jizz on his face and chest. Drusilla moved her hand lightly over the phallic endowment as she coated him in coat.
Griff lifted his wings up as he felt the creamy and oversize large of jizz that coated him thoroughly. Drusilla smiled down on him as she moved a paw out and he felt something bite into his neck above the posture collar. He shivered and grabbed his neck as he looked up submissively at Drusilla.
He soon found that she was growing taller and larger as he stared up at her. He freaked out even as she picked him up in her fingers, dropping him on her tongue. She held on to his tail feathers as she coaxed his cock out with her tongue. The loving licks of her tongue smoothed over his feathers as she savored him. She grinned as she opened her mouth wide, dropping him on her tongue. He would lay limply on her tongue as he happily lays there, even as she closed her mouth...
He would feel warm moist muscles as he slid down her throat, on the path to her stomach. The slippery folds of her throat massaged his tiny body. As he drifted down her throat, his body would remain limp as he simply enjoyed the ride. Griff's pleasure was soaring, even though he was being suffocated to death by the lack of air.
He hit her stomach acid and began to expand in her tummy, his body would soon stop at one third the original size. It seemed that she had designed the chemical she injected into him to make him fill her belly. He would form the fetus position in her stomch as he was slowly digested. He made slow motions to show signs of life.
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On the outside...
Drusilla grinned as she ran her hand over her distended belly, feeling him occasionally move to show life. Her lips would form a full smile as she noticed that he no longer moved. She moved her hand to her mouth as she burped loudly, complimenting his taste but also ejected his soul. She tossed a seed in the air, the inscriptions on it glow as it envelopes his soul and seals it in.
Drusilla moved to a small table, palming the seed in her hands as she looked between a slightly empty jar and a waste bin filled to the brim with tons of seeds.She drummed on her large belly for a moment as she glanced at the seed.
Drusilla spoke to herself as she smiled,"Ah, you are a keeper. I shall revive you again and devour you to my hearts content."
Drusilla tossed him in the jar and moved away and up a set of stairs. Griff had awaken neatly package, lucky for him he was a neatly packaged meal.