What's the worst that could happen when a person decides to sneak around a museum after closing? It's not like there was a world crisis going on or anything. Rubber creatures attacking people and stuffing them into strange suits, encasing them and basically rending them helpless. Actually that creates the perfect opportunity to go into restricted places and perhaps steal some vaulabe things. After all, when else would a person get a better distraction than that? Those were the thoughts that went through Relorian's mind as he snuck into the Egyptian wing of the museum and looked for something expensive yet not too heavy to carry away with him. Perhaps some priceless jewelry? Or maybe the lovely sword he saw displayed on a wall, protected only by a glass display class. A nice hard smack could easily break it open for him. And yet.. that was not what caught the male's eye, no for what did that was an ornate looking mask on a stand - a golden mask molded into the shape of a long dead pharaoh. Oh yes.. that would fetch a lovely price on the underground market. Afterall, what better time for things to go missing than during a crisis?

Just as the male went to pick up the mask, he noticed that it shifted a bit and heard a faint.. chittering? That was.. odd, and it made the sort and fine hair on the Jackal's body stand up straight. It could of just been his imagination but with all the strange stuff that happened in the city so far, he really should not take the risk. Yet at the same time all the money he could make if he took this mask, and he would not get another 'golden' opportunity like this again with all these diversions keeping the police force busy.

With his mind made up, and greed in his heart, The jackal calmed his nerves and swiped the mask from the display stand that it was on and felt its weight in his hands. Oh this was the real deal alright, Relorian could tell from how heavy it was, genuine gold with gems set in it's forehead. Such a score brought a smile to his canine maw - yet that smile turned into horror as he turned the mask over and saw a strange, shiny black latex spider-edgeling resting on the inside of the mask! It was one of them! Relorian's eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat as he dropped the mask and turned to run away! Those were the strange creatures that were attacking the city and wrapping people up! He had to get away! He had to -- CRASH! In the frantic scramble away from the rubber spiderling, the jackal blindly stumbled into a display stand that supported a wide ancient pot - the disturbance causing the pot to sway and fall over, crashing down right on top of the poor Jackal.

As if that moment could not get any worse for the male, the moment ancient pottery was shattered, it revealed even more of those edglings inside, now swarming on top of the jackal. He, of course, panicked as any other person would do - not knowing what exactly would become of him yet not wanting to find out. The would-be thief flailed his arms and kicked his legs, trying to pull the spiders off him but yet there were too many of them. He felt cool strands of latex start to surround his body, being spun out of the little evil creatures. A tightness surrounded his body like he was being wrapped up,like some sort of erotic mummy! He tried pulling at the strange webs around him, but that only succeeded in balling up his hands in the strange material. He started to scream and shout out for help, a hope inside him that maybe a security guard could hear him and come help him or do... something! "Help! Anyone, get these off m- MMMMPH!" His cries of help, though sadly, would get cut off as the strange latex webbing wrapped around his mouth - clamping his jaws shut, and then around his head completely and cut off his vision. His air had been cut off! He couldn't speak, couldn't breathe! He can't move at all. he was strapped and starting to lose consciousness - his constrained chest flexed within the rubber - getting weaker as he eventually passed out.

Relorian came back to consciousness slowly, his head pounded from a terrible headache. "What.. what happened?" He thought to himself as he blinked and tried to get a sense of himself. Why did everything feel so.... tight. The thought passed from his mind for a moment before it suddenly came back with an alarm. "What?!" Instantly he remembered the attack by the edglings and jumped up, feeling a tight constriction around his body when he did so. The jackal swiveled his head this way and that, looking around the darkened Museum wing but saw no sign of those spiders, the only evidence that what had happened was the shattered pot on the ground. When he looked down, the Jackal also saw his own body, which made him emit a muffled cry jump back in horror! He was in some sort of latex catsuit? What?! His hands, he saw to even more dismay, were now big useless mitts, fingers trapped beneath and unable to grab on to anything. Feeling around himself, he established that he was now encased from ear tip to toe in some erotic and kinky latex catsuit - completely sealed with no way out of it. It also had golden markings and rubber jewelry built in to it, sort of like an Egyptian catsuit in a way. At least it allowed him to breathe, so that was good.

As the jackal squeaked over to the Golden mask and scooped it up between his two mitts, he at least had one thought. "They left me alone. So I escaped the worst of it at least. Hah, not like this night could get any worse, right?"

Or could it~?

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Hah, A wonderful design by the talented and hard working  Croft , based on and inspired by his game. I truly love how it came out and look forward to doing another round in this series. I have the ideas!
You can favorite the Original here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36458107/