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Poor Ofenna. All she did was find a rare crystal while out on her work. She didn't even have time to determine what it was before 10 massive goons - way more than necessary - snatched her up, tied her tight and threw her into the back of a van.
She found herself stripped down a little and taken before Maypop. Turns out, as per usual, Maypop was after that crystal, and assumed Ofenna was trying to be the first to steal it. Maypop was considering just burying Ofenna alive and getting her out the way, but Maypop very much fancied that body of hers and she isn't one to let a cutie go to waste.
Ofenna was led into a large museum, where Maypop kept all her rare finds. Near the middle of the room, next to a large soft chair, was a large glass display with nothing in it, and a strange opening with soft padding at one of the ends. With the gun poked into Ofenna's back, she was ordered to crawl in and lay straight on her back. She reluctantly agreed, and placed herself inside, as the barrel of the gun wasn't looking too appealing at this moment. But as she tried to fit inside, she realized that by laying straight, she couldn't fully fit, and her feet popped out the end. Just before she attempted to bend her knees to squeeze inside, the opening she crawled into closed, keeping her feet securely on the outside. She tried to yell at Maypop, who she could see had sat down on the chair, and was pouring herself a glass of wine. Ofenna could then feel her wiggling feet being pressed back, forced upwards, and her two inside toes being locked in place. Her feet were still, only her toes able to wiggle as the cold metal and soft padding kept her paws locked in place and exposed to the elements.
It was then the goon showed her a feather from the outside of the glass, and Ofenna knew the fate that was going to befall her. Maypop held the glass up, watching the poor lioness's expression from the display.
"How long for?" the goon said in a deep voice.
"...I like this one. I might want to play with her later..." Maypop muttered to herself, then crossed her legs. "Keep going until she passes out. I want to see how much stamina she has..."
So remember kids, if you want to survive an encounter with Maypop, just don't be ugly!
Yeah yeah I know, we're all fucked.
Ofenna belongs to
Ashari
She found herself stripped down a little and taken before Maypop. Turns out, as per usual, Maypop was after that crystal, and assumed Ofenna was trying to be the first to steal it. Maypop was considering just burying Ofenna alive and getting her out the way, but Maypop very much fancied that body of hers and she isn't one to let a cutie go to waste.
Ofenna was led into a large museum, where Maypop kept all her rare finds. Near the middle of the room, next to a large soft chair, was a large glass display with nothing in it, and a strange opening with soft padding at one of the ends. With the gun poked into Ofenna's back, she was ordered to crawl in and lay straight on her back. She reluctantly agreed, and placed herself inside, as the barrel of the gun wasn't looking too appealing at this moment. But as she tried to fit inside, she realized that by laying straight, she couldn't fully fit, and her feet popped out the end. Just before she attempted to bend her knees to squeeze inside, the opening she crawled into closed, keeping her feet securely on the outside. She tried to yell at Maypop, who she could see had sat down on the chair, and was pouring herself a glass of wine. Ofenna could then feel her wiggling feet being pressed back, forced upwards, and her two inside toes being locked in place. Her feet were still, only her toes able to wiggle as the cold metal and soft padding kept her paws locked in place and exposed to the elements.
It was then the goon showed her a feather from the outside of the glass, and Ofenna knew the fate that was going to befall her. Maypop held the glass up, watching the poor lioness's expression from the display.
"How long for?" the goon said in a deep voice.
"...I like this one. I might want to play with her later..." Maypop muttered to herself, then crossed her legs. "Keep going until she passes out. I want to see how much stamina she has..."
So remember kids, if you want to survive an encounter with Maypop, just don't be ugly!
Yeah yeah I know, we're all fucked.
Ofenna belongs to
Ashari
Category Scraps / Bondage
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1264 x 1014px
File Size 607.2 kB
Heck, an already cute-fun picture, enhanced by that story there. Such flavour added.
Plus I get the feelingor is it just wishful thinking and me projecting that "How long for?" was referring to this one tickle session and not the extent of her stay with Maypop.
Thanks for the tremendous outcome <3
Plus I get the feeling
Thanks for the tremendous outcome <3
Ohh dear >//> what an unfortunate turn of events for her! But, at least she got to live through it, though, I'm not sure being on display like this could really be counted as 'living' >//>; butttt hay! maybe she'll get bored and let her go at some point!...though many, many, many long days lay ahead of herrr >//>;
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