Machinery creeks and whines as the top of the metal cylinder is lifted out of the floor by the sturdy cable. As the cylinder continues to rise, the wiggling form of a latex clad bat woman soon becomes visible, her form writhing and squirming as she bucks against the straps holding her upside down within the metal frame. Her eyes look wildly about, loud, pleading mmphs resounding from behind the gag of her hood. A lab coat wearing rat approaches her, mumbling incoherently as they look over the stored specimen. Though the bat continues to plead for release, her pleas are ignored as she's poked and prodded, results recorded onto a sheet on a clipboard. Soon the rat finishes her work, a content smirk gracing her face as she struts back over to the control pannel. Though the bat continues to shout after her, it's as if the rat cannot even hear her. With a groan, the winch begins to return the cylinder into the floor, the bat shouting the entire descent until the top of the cylinder is sealed seamlessly into the floor, casting her thickly rubber encased body into darkness once more...
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Art by  Zinnick
Ruby is mine
Any resemblance in the story to  nextgenanubiskid owned rats is entirely coincidental.