Keep stabbing

Even as the fleshy carpet pushed down on her, Kasha kept stabbing into the couch.

But soon enough, the tongue was able to pin her down, crushing her against the cushions with no leeway to continue her attack.

Then, Kasha was pressed into the cushion, the material stretching around her as she was pulled in. While her face was buried in the couch, her ass was still facing up, and it tingled as Kasha’s clothes and supplies melted away.

With nothing separating her bare skin from the tongue, she flinched as she felt the tongue find her pussy. Then, it began to move its tongue, rapidly licking away at Kasha’s **** cunt.

She gasped and moaned into the pillowy flesh of the cushion, feeling tiny bumps rubbing against not only her pussy but her ass and legs.

It should have felt disgusting, but Kasha was too turned on to care. She was helpless as the ceaseless licking **** an orgasm out of her, her juices leaking from between her legs and immediately being licked up by the tongue.

As she soaked in the afterglow of her orgasm, Kasha didn’t resist as the mimic repositioned her so that she was laying face down on the couch.

The elven rogue was pressed down, deeper and deeper into the fleshy cushions, the material slowly wrapping around her until she was nearly swallowed up.

And then, with a pop, the flesh came together behind her, trapping her in a fleshy seal.

Now, a Kasha-shaped cushion lay on the couch.

The material was tight around her, letting air in and out but completely skintight. Most notably, she felt it clinging tightly against her nipples and clit.

Squirming lewdly, Kasha rubbed her bits against the material, managing to squeeze another orgasm out.

Due to the aphrodisiacs in the mimic’s flesh, her body was extra sensitive to every little bit of attention, and her brain was fogged up by the gaseous aphrodisiac she was **** to breathe in. All she could think about was using her new prison as a way to masturbate.

And so, the mimic eventually restored its couch design to normal, with the addition of a Kasha-shaped body pillow laying atop it, tempting the next intruder into throwing themselves into the mimic as well.

BAD END