(Sack) To take a nap.

"You are tired. You deserve some rest and this sleepsack will provide you with it."

"Yuff mhhm."

Jen crawled around the opening, trying to make her entrance comfortable.

"Don't fear sitting on the tiles anymore. You are promised plenty of warmth and comfort. Wasn't it a great idea to grab this and then drop it where it was needed?"

"Yuff!" — the girl was happy to go along the voice's train of thoughts. It felt like the only right way to act.

The high-quality rubber sack was slowly consuming more of Jen. The multiple belts around it were jiggling calmly. The smell of rubber was heavy and far from unpleasant. The real thing.

Her shoes, despite being quite bulky, left much more room in the dedicated feet compartment, suggesting that the design considered the possibility of even more ridiculous footwear stuffed there.

Pulling the zipper up was quite hard, especially at the very end, where she had to stretch the neck opening as far as she could to allow closing it completely with her palm outside. With one more effort, her hand was back inside and she could finally settle herself before her gorgeous nap.

The neck of the sack was covering the neck of the hood, sealing her off from the chilly air almost completely apart from the four tiny holes for her eyes and nostrils. The immersion was impressive, but something was still not right.

The tiles' coldness was reaching her through the thick rubber, and she tried to turn to her side instinctively. At that moment, her shoe stumbled upon a hard object down at the sack's bottom.

"This must be the remote that turns this thing into the real home of the sweetest dreams. I think this click was the button."

The valve near Jen's shoulder opened and started pumping air inside the sack. The girl could feel the thick rubber separate into two layers as the coming air was pushing them apart. She tried to move her arms, but the tight fit left no room for any more maneuvers. Rubber expanded outwards and was quickly limited by the belts that found their purpose in exactly that. A small section behind Jen's head inflated as well, giving her head some support as her cocoon was also growing to the bottom, raising her away from the freezing floor and towards the promised plenty of warmth and comfort.

The fully inflated sleepsack was not only the best bed in the world, but also an inescapable trap. Jen's remaining instincts were telling her mind the situation as it was, but the response was:

"Inescapable? Sounds sexy."

She started sucking on the enormous black dildo in her mouth to distract herself from the unneseccary nervous thoughts, and it worked just like a baby pacifier, paving her a straight path into the kingdom of Morpheus.

***

"Another peaceful roll of feminine pleasure. I shall treat you well, Jen."

ENDING #40