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Phantom smiled at the succulent 'meal' in her grasp. Not that she could see it, but the empathic link between them could go both ways. Her own growing excitement was rubbing off on the cocooned captive, even before Phantom rubbed her at all.

You're a social butterfly. Ironic that you end up in a sealed in silk. Or perhaps it's just inevitable; that a flittering and beautiful thing like you would end up caught in my web. Her hand rubbed from her captive's inner thigh. It ran down to her waist, where she took a moment to stroke her captive's soft underbelly. Vulnerable. Hers. She traced a finger between the mummiform's generous breasts, to her neck and chin and finally lips. "I've assimilated upgrades," Phantom said with barely-concealed delight.

The vac-webbed captive made a mewling sound that sounded like extremely concealed delight. Pleasured, steamed, nervous little grunts. Soft rubber-like silk that coated every spot of skin, and a bit more. For example, the fat spongy gag that really packed her lips shut. Or the webbing that glued the vibrating eggs within her captive. When MistPhan had filled up her little meal, she'd seen the most splendid and sordid scene; the pleading, the groaning, and the subtle wiggling of toes. She'd left the eyes visible at the time - not the mouth, of course not, but she had wanted to see the face of her 'meal' one last time as she was properly plugged and packed. Stuffed like a turkey and about to feel just as hot.

The webbing was like spider-silk, but formed from strands of organic rubber. The spinnerets were placed between MistPhan’s legs. Wrapping her prey was always exquisite erotic torment. She’d always start by clamping their head between her thighs so she could fill up their mouths… usually filling and gagging them when the predator enjoyed her first orgasm. The shocked, sometimes outraged look in their eyes is sooo worth it. Her whole form, especially her oviposter-tail, was assensitive as her intimate g-spot. That meant that whenever she filled someone up, she was tense. She’d usually lay down, but there was no rest yet.

Phantom leaned down to show off that assimilated upgrade; a toxic bite. This one a bit different from her prior paralytic poisons. It was mildly hallucinogenic in addition to the aphrodisiac effects; a lightening of the mind that led to a very vulnerable mental and physical state.

She thought about unwrapping her captive to have her do some "paperwork." To have the mewling, blushing, glassy-eyed plaything sign some documents agreeing to voluntarily become a long-term test subject, to sign away savings or freedom or business propositions. Alas, that would require removing such a GLORIOUS wrapping.

No no, what was done was done. This rubber-sealed captive had to 'cook' for a while. She broke off the bite and started to watch the cocoon come to life. Not that it had been passive beforehand, but seeing the struggle was something else.

She knew that inside, the plaything's mind was a slow-grow build of colors and sound. Of feelings running from her neck to her head and then between her legs and back again. Lightning-neurons firing a new shade of purple as the cocoon wiggled out a desperately sweet squeaking sound.

"I love you too, dear," she said. She said that to all her prey.

And it was true. Mistphan felt herself getting hotter as she held the cocoon in her hands. Her rubber-clad body began to gently rub against it, her tail gently at first, then more vigorously, then coiling around like a snake.

Yes.

This was not an emotion for humans.

This was something primal. Love was in the air as pheremones flooded both of their systems. She held her prey's mouth, watching it rock back and forth as an orgasm began to build. MistPhan took a deep breath. She’d fully embraced what she had become; more than human. An erotivore, an apex predator with a voracious appetite for sensuality and energy. She was a hybrid of homo sapiens, and her fellow human was her prey. Yes. Amplifying all her positive emotions, drawing on sustenance, in perfect sync with the symbiote. She took another deep breath, edging herself and Aria both. .

It was only Tuesday after all.

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Description

Phantom smiled at the succulent 'meal' in her grasp. Not that she could see it, but the empathic link between them could go both ways. Her own growing excitement was rubbing off on the cocooned captive, even before Phantom rubbed her at all.

You're a social butterfly. Ironic that you end up in a sealed in silk. Or perhaps it's just inevitable; that a flittering and beautiful thing like you would end up caught in my web. Her hand rubbed from her captive's inner thigh. It ran down to her waist, where she took a moment to stroke her captive's soft underbelly. Vulnerable. Hers. She traced a finger between the mummiform's generous breasts, to her neck and chin and finally lips. "I've assimilated upgrades," Phantom said with barely-concealed delight.

The vac-webbed captive made a mewling sound that sounded like extremely concealed delight. Pleasured, steamed, nervous little grunts. Soft rubber-like silk that coated every spot of skin, and a bit more. For example, the fat spongy gag that really packed her lips shut. Or the webbing that glued the vibrating eggs within her captive. When MistPhan had filled up her little meal, she'd seen the most splendid and sordid scene; the pleading, the groaning, and the subtle wiggling of toes. She'd left the eyes visible at the time - not the mouth, of course not, but she had wanted to see the face of her 'meal' one last time as she was properly plugged and packed. Stuffed like a turkey and about to feel just as hot.

The webbing was like spider-silk, but formed from strands of organic rubber. The spinnerets were placed between MistPhan’s legs. Wrapping her prey was always exquisite erotic torment. She’d always start by clamping their head between her thighs so she could fill up their mouths… usually filling and gagging them when the predator enjoyed her first orgasm. The shocked, sometimes outraged look in their eyes is sooo worth it. Her whole form, especially her oviposter-tail, was assensitive as her intimate g-spot. That meant that whenever she filled someone up, she was tense. She’d usually lay down, but there was no rest yet.

Phantom leaned down to show off that assimilated upgrade; a toxic bite. This one a bit different from her prior paralytic poisons. It was mildly hallucinogenic in addition to the aphrodisiac effects; a lightening of the mind that led to a very vulnerable mental and physical state.

She thought about unwrapping her captive to have her do some "paperwork." To have the mewling, blushing, glassy-eyed plaything sign some documents agreeing to voluntarily become a long-term test subject, to sign away savings or freedom or business propositions. Alas, that would require removing such a GLORIOUS wrapping.

No no, what was done was done. This rubber-sealed captive had to 'cook' for a while. She broke off the bite and started to watch the cocoon come to life. Not that it had been passive beforehand, but seeing the struggle was something else.

She knew that inside, the plaything's mind was a slow-grow build of colors and sound. Of feelings running from her neck to her head and then between her legs and back again. Lightning-neurons firing a new shade of purple as the cocoon wiggled out a desperately sweet squeaking sound.

"I love you too, dear," she said. She said that to all her prey.

And it was true. Mistphan felt herself getting hotter as she held the cocoon in her hands. Her rubber-clad body began to gently rub against it, her tail gently at first, then more vigorously, then coiling around like a snake.

Yes.

This was not an emotion for humans.

This was something primal. Love was in the air as pheremones flooded both of their systems. She held her prey's mouth, watching it rock back and forth as an orgasm began to build. MistPhan took a deep breath. She’d fully embraced what she had become; more than human. An erotivore, an apex predator with a voracious appetite for sensuality and energy. She was a hybrid of homo sapiens, and her fellow human was her prey. Yes. Amplifying all her positive emotions, drawing on sustenance, in perfect sync with the symbiote. She took another deep breath, edging herself and Aria both. .

It was only Tuesday after all.

===

image by Rubbermatt.
www.tumblr.com/rubbermatt
twitter.com/realrubbermatt?lan…
www.pixiv.net/en/users/1229506…

Featuring the encased Aria-Warden Aria-Warden

Posted using PostyBirb