Celta featherwind had been a decant heroine but, when she ran into Inque it was like she ended up being unable to beat her as she tried to get away only to feel Inque grab her and she was ending up as her next prey. Celta struggled as best she could it only made her tire her self out more.
@celtafeatherwind(doing this as a drabble, rather than a thread)
Inque was sticky, almost like tar, rather than her namesake's viscosity. As Celta struggled to get free, the liquid crawled up each limb, encasing it in cold numbness. Once a bodypart was fully enveloped, it was like all light and heat had gone from it.
Inque spread up Celta's prone body, starting from her feet, up her legs. Once she had absorbed up to her knees, Celta realized that she couldn't feel her feet anymore. They were right there, but she couldn't feel them anymore. The liquid solidified around them, almost like latex.
Inque spread further and further up Celta's body, eating her clothing as she went. As Inque met Celta's hips, she invaded both of Celta's holes. That she felt, she felt the insertions into her pussy and ass, fucking her on the liquid as her body was encased and became no longer hers. Inque's pool even covered her mouth, so that she couldn't scream, but left her nose free, so she could breath.
Inque continued, playing with Celta's breasts once she reached them. The sensation was amplified, because Celta couldn't feel anything else below her neck at this point. Was it even right to call it her body anymore? The latex cat below was Inque, Celta had just given it to the thief.
Finally, Inque engulfed Celta's head, spilling into every orifice she could. At that moment, she came inside of Celta's two lower holes as well, spreading further inside of her body. Celta's last thought was of the blissful orgasm that she felt as Inque stimulated her clitoral nerve, and then absorbed the cat into her own form.
Inque's first spawn always seemed to have cat ears in her normal form, but it didn't matter for Inque, she loved her little kitten all the same.
