Elasticia Captured!! - Onahole TF
Tags: Inanimate, Sex Toys TF, Slime creature, Melting, Object TF, Caption, Objectification, Elastic, Onahole, Slime TF
Weeks after her reformation, Elasticia settled into her new existence. Her body, now entirely composed of the HydroFlex material, stabilized into a mostly human-like form. Only her vibrant, entirely pink body and unnaturally glossy skin betrayed made her less human-looking. Her eyes, once a deep br…
Weeks after her reformation, Elasticia settled into her new existence. Her body, now entirely composed of the HydroFlex material, stabilized into a mostly human-like form. Only her vibrant, entirely pink body and unnaturally glossy skin betrayed made her less human-looking. Her eyes, once a deep brown, now matched the rest of her body a shimmering pink that seemed to glow from within. On a hot summer day, Elasticia searched for refuge in an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Apex City. Her new gummy composition wasn't particularly heat-resistant, and she could feel herself softening under the record temperatures. "Fuck, I'm melting like a popsicle," she muttered, leaning against a cool concrete wall. Beads of pink sweat formed on her skin, slowly trickling down her body and pooling at her feet. "This is ridiculous. I'm supposed to fight crime, not hide from the sun like some kind of rubber vampire." Elasticia couldn't help but remember the last time she'd been in a factory like this as she tried to cool off. The machines, the sensations, the ecstasy... She shook her head, trying to clear the thoughts. "No, I can't go down that road again. I'm a hero, dammit." Suddenly, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows. It was Dr. Malice, a D-list villain she'd stopped numerous times before. His lab coat was stained with questionable substances, and his wild hair stood upward like a toilet brush, making him look like a toilet scientist. "Ah, Elasticia!" he cackled, striking a dramatic pose. "At last, I have you cornered! Your stretchy days are numbered, for I-" "Can I just kick your ass now and skip the monologue?" Elasticia interrupted, rolling her pink eyes. "It's too hot for this shit." Dr. Malice grimaced, his bushy eyebrows furrowing. "How rude! As I said, your defeat is at hand because-" "Seriously, dude. Get to the point, or get lost. I'm not in the mood for your discount mad scientist routine." The villain's face reddened with anger, clashing horribly with his green bow tie. "Fine! Do you want to know why you're doomed? Because I know your hard workout secret, Elasticia. I was there that night at the factory, watching you... training with the machines." Elasticia froze, memories of that fateful night flooding back. Her body quivered, arousal warring with shame. The machines, the stretching, and the melting all came rushing back in vivid detail. "I... I don't know what you're talking about," she lied, struggling to maintain her composure. Dr. Malice grinned wickedly, producing a strange device resembling a cross between a TV remote. "Oh, but I think you do, and I am the one who activated the machine that night after your training. And now, I'll use your weakness against you!" The device hummed to life, emitting a soft pink glow. Elasticia felt her body responding immediately. Her limbs began to reshape, melting and reforming into latex clothing. She shrank, portions of her pink form puddling on the floor. "What's happening to me?" she gasped, her voice distorting as her mouth melted away. She tried to fight it, to maintain her shape, but the sensations were overwhelming. It felt like that night in the factory but more intense and focused. Within moments, Elasticia found herself reduced to a simple onahole, lying in a pool of her own liquefied mass. Her consciousness spread throughout the small sex toy, hyper-aware of every curve and crevice."Well, well," Dr. Malice chuckled, picking up the onahole and examining it closely. "The mighty hero, reduced to a mere sex toy. How does it feel, Elasticia? To be nothing more than an object for pleasure?" Despite her predicament, Elasticia couldn't help but feel excited. The shame was still there, but it was overwhelmed by the intense sensations coursing through her new form. "Ooh, doctor," she teased, her voice emanating from the rubber surface. "Are you going to take me for a test drive? I promise I'm more fun than your hand." The villain recoiled, clearly not expecting this response. "Er... that's not... I mean..." He nearly dropped her, fumbling with the slick rubber surface. "Aw, come on," Elasticia continued, wiggling suggestively in his grasp. "Don't leave a girl hanging... or should I say, gaping? I thought you wanted to defeat me. What better way than to use me for your own pleasure?" Dr. Malice flustered and sweating now, grabbed a nearby metal rod. "Shut up! You're supposed to be horrified!" He jammed the rod into Elasticia's form, creating a large opening to make her a real onahole. Instead of pain, Elasticia felt waves of pleasure course through her. It was like every nerve ending in her body was concentrated in that one spot. "Oh fuck," she moaned, her voice reverberating through the rubber. "That's... that's amazing! Do it again!" The villain stumbled back, thoroughly weirded out. He dropped Elasticia to the floor, where she landed with a wet splat. "What is wrong with you? Do you... actually like this?" "N-no," Elasticia stammered unconvincingly. "It'
