Chapter 13 by Coy-toy

What type of prey are you?

Gazelle

You feel your outfit start to crawl over you. It covers all of your exposed skin, including your head, except for your cock and asshole. A tiny tail comes out above your ass, as your feet are pushed up into hoove boots. You would have fallen over if not for Sam supporting you. Your arms are hardened and **** behind you, until your elbows are touching each other, as well as your wrists in a latex arm binder. The latex over your face expands, forcing a gazelle shaped hood over you.

Sam bites his lower lip as his hands move up and down your bound body, despite your squirming. One hand goes toward your exposed asshole, and a finger starts pushing against the ring. “You may need some lube before they go at you...”