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Chapter 4 by adat adat

Follow Megan?

Yes

Megan ran as fast as her legs would carry her. The compound seemed vast and Megan had no idea where she was going. She took a sharp left and slammed through some double doors. Jail cells lined the room, all occupied with bizarrely clad women and men. She stopped, trying to get her bearings, when two new maids stalked in. Megan ran, casting a look over her shoulder. The maids were walking quickly after her, but couldn't run because of their heels.

Megan gave thanks that her own feet were simply encased in thick rubber as she slammed through another set of double doors. A huge water filled tank loomed before her. Inside were several woman encased in latex body suits with mermaid tails for feet. Breather masks were strapped to their faces like Megan had worn herself. Megan skidded around a corner and pressed her back against the tank, stopping to think.

"What am I gonna do" she whispered to herself, running her black clad hands over her tight fitting hood. She tried to get a finger under the hood, but the rubbery substance didn't get much of a grip on itself. A pounding on the glass startled Megan out of her revery. She turned to see one of the latex mer-women pounding on the glass. She pointed back towards the door that Megan had came through.

The two maids from before were coming through as well as a shiny, pink clad nurse. Megan mouthed the words 'thank you' to the mer-woman and started to run when she felt something moving over her pussy. She looked down in time to see her suit **** itself into her vagina. It looked like a bad case of camel toe, but it had formed a squirming shaft inside her. She jumped as the suit penetrated her ass.

Megan didn't waste any time. She ran as fast as she could with the intruders squirming inside her. She staggered through another set of double doors as the suit began flowing up her chin. She pawed at it, panicking. She didn't want to be left in darkness again. Her efforts were useless, however. The suit flowed effortlessly through her fingers, over her mouth. It stopped under her nose in a straight line.

She gasped against her gag as the suit gripped her nipples. It began sucking and stroking in a most distracting manner, but Megan staggered on determined. She let loose a muffled scream when the suit seized her clit and caressed it like liquid, flowing velvet. She was a breath away from orgasm but **** herself forward.

The maids and the nurse burst through the door and approached her. The intercom crackled to life.

"THIS HAS BEEN AMUSING. WITNESS THE DEPTH OF MY CONTROL."

The maids and the nurse had stopped. Megan stumbled on desperately. She looked down at her hands as the suit became liquid and flowed together, erasing her fingers and leaving her with useless mittens. She put on a burst of speed as the suit began sealing her arms to her body, wrenching them around the front of her body and over each other like a straight jacket. She didn't stop. Her legs began to seal together from the thighs down, reducing her stride as it went. She toppled to the tiled floor as it finished, leaving her a horny, helpless bundle.

The maids began to drag her back as the nurse watched, smiling.

Where is Megan taken?

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