 
                
                    Phantom sat in an expensive car, a trio of bodyguards flanking her in every other seat.
"Let me go in alone. If I don't come back, it means I've successfully infiltrated the building."
"Ma'am, don't you mean that we should rescue you if-"
"Look at the outside. It's a bunch of Halloween inflatables. This is a palatial and secluded estate, yes. But it's not some kind of headquarters of kink and larceny. You need to get out of MirageCorp's grounds more often."
The security nodded as she stepped out. They trusted her. Nobody that confident could possibly be wrong.
Phantom strode towards the home of the power pair Loraine and Alessa. The decor was quite pleasant, moving through a garden and out of sight of her escort.
"Loraine, I know you're home. I'm coming inside and I'm going to help myself to a few of your artifacts. Consider it a kind of Halloween prank."
Phantom secretly had a few dozen tricks and traps augmented into her frame that she was excited to deploy. All she had to do was get inside. Even if the angel and demon decided to kidnap her, as long as she was inside, she was perfect, golden, in the money.
"I'm not taking no for an answer."
Unfortunately, Phantom didn't even get an answer... as one of the simple decorations turned out to be much more than she bargained for.
Much, much deeper, too. The rubber wrappings shot out like arrows, and grabbed around her like a hungry rat grabbing at cheese. She was swiftly ensorcelled and engulfed in wrappings that felt so damn tight that she could swear they were tightening after slicking around her. Wrap, wrap, wrap, another, ANOTHER LAYER, all magically grabbing her tight and pulling her in closer.
The smell of magical incense and scented candles was coming from inside the house. Damn it all, she was so close... and now she was being dragged in by the wrappings? That's when it went around her mouth, pressing slick latexy material tight against her lips and mouth and nose and neck. And because she was about to mouth out something, another layer, and then another, until her lower face was as smooth as glass save for the most minor imperfections from the rubber bandages.
Arms forced behind her back. It made her tits jut out, promptly wrapped and then soon matching her waist and thighs and still going lower. And speaking of going, she realized that it was pulling her deeper, deeper, deeper and closer to the inflatable decoration.
...one which seemed to have no discernable end. Like a door standing in the garden, ready to engulf her, swallow her whole, ensure that the decorative coffin would contain a nicely encased and entombed captive for the sake of "realism," complete with desperate groans and moans and shaking! Phantom was up for a festive Halloween after all...
Original post:
https://www.deviantart.com/raver1357/art/October-2024-Phantom-OC-1127858520
Art by : Raver https://linktr.ee/raver1357
Commissioned by: LukePwner
            "Let me go in alone. If I don't come back, it means I've successfully infiltrated the building."
"Ma'am, don't you mean that we should rescue you if-"
"Look at the outside. It's a bunch of Halloween inflatables. This is a palatial and secluded estate, yes. But it's not some kind of headquarters of kink and larceny. You need to get out of MirageCorp's grounds more often."
The security nodded as she stepped out. They trusted her. Nobody that confident could possibly be wrong.
Phantom strode towards the home of the power pair Loraine and Alessa. The decor was quite pleasant, moving through a garden and out of sight of her escort.
"Loraine, I know you're home. I'm coming inside and I'm going to help myself to a few of your artifacts. Consider it a kind of Halloween prank."
Phantom secretly had a few dozen tricks and traps augmented into her frame that she was excited to deploy. All she had to do was get inside. Even if the angel and demon decided to kidnap her, as long as she was inside, she was perfect, golden, in the money.
"I'm not taking no for an answer."
Unfortunately, Phantom didn't even get an answer... as one of the simple decorations turned out to be much more than she bargained for.
Much, much deeper, too. The rubber wrappings shot out like arrows, and grabbed around her like a hungry rat grabbing at cheese. She was swiftly ensorcelled and engulfed in wrappings that felt so damn tight that she could swear they were tightening after slicking around her. Wrap, wrap, wrap, another, ANOTHER LAYER, all magically grabbing her tight and pulling her in closer.
The smell of magical incense and scented candles was coming from inside the house. Damn it all, she was so close... and now she was being dragged in by the wrappings? That's when it went around her mouth, pressing slick latexy material tight against her lips and mouth and nose and neck. And because she was about to mouth out something, another layer, and then another, until her lower face was as smooth as glass save for the most minor imperfections from the rubber bandages.
Arms forced behind her back. It made her tits jut out, promptly wrapped and then soon matching her waist and thighs and still going lower. And speaking of going, she realized that it was pulling her deeper, deeper, deeper and closer to the inflatable decoration.
...one which seemed to have no discernable end. Like a door standing in the garden, ready to engulf her, swallow her whole, ensure that the decorative coffin would contain a nicely encased and entombed captive for the sake of "realism," complete with desperate groans and moans and shaking! Phantom was up for a festive Halloween after all...
Original post:
https://www.deviantart.com/raver1357/art/October-2024-Phantom-OC-1127858520
Art by : Raver https://linktr.ee/raver1357
Commissioned by: LukePwner
Category All / All
                    Species Unspecified / Any
                    Size 2184 x 1687px
                    File Size 2.28 MB
                 
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