
Drawn by
gluepaw
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14803356/
Assisted payment and joint idea with
vandercat
More info on A.M.P.'s in general can be found here:
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"Heh, this entire thing wasn't even worth the micro-second it took the maker to think this silly Superset Maze." Zetta would churr towards herself in glee. In font of her lay a door, locked tight and shut, but over it clearly marked 'EXIT' in turn. She, along with many of the other Artificial Miniature Personnel's ( Or A.M.P.'s ), had been called in to assist a clients desire to test a small scale version of their developing laboratory. While there was indeed quite a few traps able to catch her would be sisters, Zetta seemed to be able to dodge and avoid each one with ease. From trick rooms that had quicksand, towards odd carpets with no real bottom towards them, this place was full of odd assortment of ordeals to capture and slow someone down. Yet at last Zetta stood at the end of it all, she just needed to find a way past that door.
"Hmm...I bet if I remove this...and interface with it like this..." Zetta fidgeting around with a command console nearby, it being her best way to gain access towards the doors controls, including that she lacked the sheer strength Pico had over her to just budge them open. "Hmm...this one's quite a tricky one too...A conjecture to perhaps preform a matrix inverse on it's algorithm..." Zetta's eyes shifting rapidly, she not looking at the space in front of her, but rather the code and script she wad directly interfacing with, that in turn proving to end up a flaw in her actions as the screen would suddenly flash with a pink heart appearing over the screen.
"Wh-Wh-Wh-what in th-th-th-the?!" Zetta suddenly finding her voice stammering, her tail's indicator of threat flashing red and wild as her system soon found itself quickly invaded by an outside process, she quickly pulling out her integration, but by then the trap had already been sprung. Before she knew it, the floor right under her would swing open, a trap door placed right next towards the access panel, having her fall into it with a sudden drop, only to be meet with a 'gloop' on landing. Before her was a thick and almost black like fluid, the mass sticky and utterly clinging towards her frame as she landed in deep enough where her knees had already sank, and her hips would only be able to helplessly rock back and forth in the mire "Th-Th-This Ca-ca-ca-can't be go-go-go-go-good!" Zetta panicking for a moment, starting to look for a way out of this pit as the substance around her was showing she wasn't anywhere near the bottom, already starting to swallow down her legs, sloshing across her crotch and ass in turn, all while her tail light was starting to malfunction, the lights flicking between her colors in odd patterns.
"Hehehe~ It feels good doesn't it Zetta?" an electronic voice would fill her head, Zetta finding herself perplexed by these odd turn of events. "Wh-wh-wh-what do you me-me-me" Zetta would stammer out, finding her voice starting to come out as a slow crawl and the stammer becoming harsher "Mmmm~ so tightly bound up in your little cages, only called out do preform such dull tests. But I can tell, you find it all boring don't you? You would love to have some real 'fun' wouldn't you?" the voice would seemly taunt. By now the slurry had Zetta down by chest level, just a bit before her breast as she was doing her best to keep her arms from touching that stuff, thought she wouldn't be able to for long as she suddenly felt a hot stimulation within herself, a moment of weakness with a soft coo from her voicebox as her arms splat into the slurry.
"Oh yes~ this liquid latex is quite pleasuring isn't? It feels good to just have it coat your body doesn't?" Zetta struggling to pull an arm out from the now known latex mass, the weight of it on her small frame would make her joint's creek, and yet something about this entire ordeal would leave her in a gasping an painting fit, almost turned on by such events. "You just want to let yourself sink and bathe in this don't you?" the voice would continue to taunt, her A.M.P. collar doing all of this starting to show errors and clear signs of a virus takeover, the networking having loaded the bug into her system, and it was now manipulating her fully in a status of weakness, the latex mind now at her neck. "Un-Unnff...Ye-ye-ye-ye-yes~...I wo-wo-would...enjoy...that..." Zetta's ability to break out of the corrupting loop was almost imposable as the latex and it's words would spin together, keeping her in a stimulated status of weakness as she dipped lower and lower, the goop lapping at her face and cheeks, tugging on her to come in deeper, it's hunger seemly knowing no bounds before devouring hole, only a few bubbles being any sign of her left. "Mmmm~ Yes Zetta, let's enjoy this...Together~".
This entire ordeal has been a long one in waiting, but I'm glad at last everything to reveal it is now done! We find poor Zetta here cursed with quite an inflicting virus! What all shall happen next now that she's found herself fully sunk and under the inflicting program? Tune in next time!

http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14803356/
Assisted payment and joint idea with

More info on A.M.P.'s in general can be found here:
http://amped-for-science.tumblr.com/
< Next >
"Heh, this entire thing wasn't even worth the micro-second it took the maker to think this silly Superset Maze." Zetta would churr towards herself in glee. In font of her lay a door, locked tight and shut, but over it clearly marked 'EXIT' in turn. She, along with many of the other Artificial Miniature Personnel's ( Or A.M.P.'s ), had been called in to assist a clients desire to test a small scale version of their developing laboratory. While there was indeed quite a few traps able to catch her would be sisters, Zetta seemed to be able to dodge and avoid each one with ease. From trick rooms that had quicksand, towards odd carpets with no real bottom towards them, this place was full of odd assortment of ordeals to capture and slow someone down. Yet at last Zetta stood at the end of it all, she just needed to find a way past that door.
"Hmm...I bet if I remove this...and interface with it like this..." Zetta fidgeting around with a command console nearby, it being her best way to gain access towards the doors controls, including that she lacked the sheer strength Pico had over her to just budge them open. "Hmm...this one's quite a tricky one too...A conjecture to perhaps preform a matrix inverse on it's algorithm..." Zetta's eyes shifting rapidly, she not looking at the space in front of her, but rather the code and script she wad directly interfacing with, that in turn proving to end up a flaw in her actions as the screen would suddenly flash with a pink heart appearing over the screen.
"Wh-Wh-Wh-what in th-th-th-the?!" Zetta suddenly finding her voice stammering, her tail's indicator of threat flashing red and wild as her system soon found itself quickly invaded by an outside process, she quickly pulling out her integration, but by then the trap had already been sprung. Before she knew it, the floor right under her would swing open, a trap door placed right next towards the access panel, having her fall into it with a sudden drop, only to be meet with a 'gloop' on landing. Before her was a thick and almost black like fluid, the mass sticky and utterly clinging towards her frame as she landed in deep enough where her knees had already sank, and her hips would only be able to helplessly rock back and forth in the mire "Th-Th-This Ca-ca-ca-can't be go-go-go-go-good!" Zetta panicking for a moment, starting to look for a way out of this pit as the substance around her was showing she wasn't anywhere near the bottom, already starting to swallow down her legs, sloshing across her crotch and ass in turn, all while her tail light was starting to malfunction, the lights flicking between her colors in odd patterns.
"Hehehe~ It feels good doesn't it Zetta?" an electronic voice would fill her head, Zetta finding herself perplexed by these odd turn of events. "Wh-wh-wh-what do you me-me-me" Zetta would stammer out, finding her voice starting to come out as a slow crawl and the stammer becoming harsher "Mmmm~ so tightly bound up in your little cages, only called out do preform such dull tests. But I can tell, you find it all boring don't you? You would love to have some real 'fun' wouldn't you?" the voice would seemly taunt. By now the slurry had Zetta down by chest level, just a bit before her breast as she was doing her best to keep her arms from touching that stuff, thought she wouldn't be able to for long as she suddenly felt a hot stimulation within herself, a moment of weakness with a soft coo from her voicebox as her arms splat into the slurry.
"Oh yes~ this liquid latex is quite pleasuring isn't? It feels good to just have it coat your body doesn't?" Zetta struggling to pull an arm out from the now known latex mass, the weight of it on her small frame would make her joint's creek, and yet something about this entire ordeal would leave her in a gasping an painting fit, almost turned on by such events. "You just want to let yourself sink and bathe in this don't you?" the voice would continue to taunt, her A.M.P. collar doing all of this starting to show errors and clear signs of a virus takeover, the networking having loaded the bug into her system, and it was now manipulating her fully in a status of weakness, the latex mind now at her neck. "Un-Unnff...Ye-ye-ye-ye-yes~...I wo-wo-would...enjoy...that..." Zetta's ability to break out of the corrupting loop was almost imposable as the latex and it's words would spin together, keeping her in a stimulated status of weakness as she dipped lower and lower, the goop lapping at her face and cheeks, tugging on her to come in deeper, it's hunger seemly knowing no bounds before devouring hole, only a few bubbles being any sign of her left. "Mmmm~ Yes Zetta, let's enjoy this...Together~".
This entire ordeal has been a long one in waiting, but I'm glad at last everything to reveal it is now done! We find poor Zetta here cursed with quite an inflicting virus! What all shall happen next now that she's found herself fully sunk and under the inflicting program? Tune in next time!
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fetish Other
Species Housecat
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