Kinky Quickie #3: Rubber Yoshi TF Themes: soft vore / hypnosis / sfw Word count: 1,562 ———————————————————————————
You awake with a groan, and a bit of a headache. You’re not quite sure what happened… you were at home, and suddenly, blinding light all around you… and now you’re lying on something… squishy? You reach out with your hand and feel… rubber? It’s smooth and cool, and creaks gently under your touch… the ground definitely doesn’t normally do that. Where on earth are you?
You finally shake yourself out of your stupor, and get yourself to stand up… but it’s a struggle given how springy and squishy the ground is. It really is just a solid layer of brown rubber all around you, stretching in all directions… is this some kind of bounce house? No, you’re outdoors… there’s tropical trees all around you, as well as a modestly-sized mountain nearby. It takes you a moment to realize that they all have that same odd glint as the ground… could it be? You stumble awkwardly to the nearest tree, and press your hand into it… and the tree “bark” gives way a solid inch, its surface wrinkling and squeaking under the pressure. It’s all rubber… every ounce of this strange place! You’ve never seen anything like it… how could you have ended up here? And more importantly, is there a way out…?
You set off in the opposite direction of the mountain, still struggling to maintain your footing on the unstable ground. It goes right on making those odd creaks with every step… not much chance of stealth here. But then you realize a moment later, that that must go both ways. And sure enough, as soon as you complete that thought, you hear footsteps that aren’t your own. Quick footsteps. Coming your direction! You gasp and lose your balance, scared of who or what might be coming be coming for you… until the newcomer emerges from a nearby bush comprised just as much of rubber. And, well, you can’t help but pause to take it in.
The creature is barely five feet tall, dark blue-skinned, and in fact hardly seems hostile at all. The most striking thing about it is its nose… an enormous thing, easily a foot in diameter that dominates its face. Below it is a hunched body, a pair of small stubby arms, and oddly enough what appears to be a pair of simple shoes… and just above the crest of that nose is a pair of large, rounded and strangely adorable eyes, peering at you with what could only be innocent curiosity.
It takes another hot minute for you to register that you know exactly what this is. It’s a yoshi! But how could it exist in real life? Not only that, but… yep. Rubber from head to toe, every part of its body. It trots forward, having no apparent difficulty with the springy ground, and emits the cutest sound you’ve ever heard: some sort of high pitched warble vaguely resembling a human voice, but a bit more… baby-ish? It seems as confused as you are, if only confused about you specifically.
“Umm… hi?” You nervously climb back to your feet, still unsure whether to let your guard down. The yoshi seems friendly enough, still staring with those big eyes and sticking those little arms out like a T-rex. It doesn’t respond, of course; it simply cocks its head, as if struggling to process the sight of you. Against your better judgement, you reach out slowly and rest your hand on that big nose… it’s soft and squishy just like the ground, but doesn’t give way quite as far, and is a bit warmer too… signs of life. It still makes plenty of squeaky noise however, and the yoshi shudders gently with apparent satisfaction at the treatment. You have to admit, it really is cute… but you still don’t understand what this place is and why you’re here.
You withdraw your hand, and start to turn your focus elsewhere, sensing that this creature probably won’t be much help in getting you out of here. you start to step off in the same direction you were headed before… but you don’t make it far before, SPLAT! Something wet and sticky thrusts itself against the side of your body and sticks to it with a powerful impact! You quickly turn to see the yoshi, leaning all the way forward and extending a massive tongue out straight at you! You’d forgotten about this particular ability that yoshis have… and before you can react, the tongue thrusts back inward, yanking you along with it. Your scream only lasts a split second before, impossibly, you’re swallowed whole!
Your vision goes black, and all you feel is warm, wet pressure all over your body… have you seriously been eaten whole by that little thing?? A few more excruciating seconds pass, then… POP! The cheerful sound is quite the juxtaposition to what you’ve just experienced. You feel yourself fly through the air for a brief second before landing back on the soft ground. You’re still inside of something, however… something much more solid. You can at least see something now… you’re inside some sort of tight rounded space, muted light trickling in from outside. That’s when it hits you; You’ve been put inside a large egg!
You try to struggle as much as you can, causing the egg to wobble gently… its shell doesn’t budge at all, though. It’s so hard to move, or to get any real leverage on it… you can barely move your body at all. You hear the yoshi warbling loudly outside… but you don’t have time to think about that as something changes within your egg. A strange substance pools at its bottom that you can’t make out, not even its color… it’s already touching your leg. It feels… warm, gooey, sticky. It’s oddly pleasant. It also wasn’t there a moment ago… sure enough, it continues to materialize seemingly out of nowhere, its level rising. The shell seems to be slowly excreting it! Struggle as you may, there’s no escape from it as it rises on up, coating your feet, your waist, your torso, your arms…you whimper in panic as it relentlessly fills the empty space on up, swallowing up your shoulders, your chin… until finally, you’re submerged completely. You can’t breathe, of course… that’s not good. You try to struggle one last time, not even sure what to think anymore…
Then, the most unlikely sensation comes upon you. Calm. Relaxation. Your struggles become muted, and your heartbeat slows. Aren’t you about to suffocate? Then why aren’t you…? Then you realize that you don’t feel like you’re suffocating at all. You’re not breathing… but somehow, you’re still alive and well. The goo seems to compress your body, and shockingly, your body seems to oblige. You can feel its very structure changing, morphing, becoming more… rounded, hunched. Your face swells up, as do your feet. Your arms shrink, and your fingers merge. A long row of pinpricks on your scalp can be felt as soft spikes form. Then, a huge jolt on your back as a nice big rimmed spot forms. Then an enormous tug on your rear as a tail forms. You’re really becoming…?
A few minutes later, the process ceases. You’re still inside the egg, but something is very, very, different. That constant sensation of calm still permeates your mind, silencing any and all protests, doubtful thoughts, fears… an overwhelming sense that there’s nothing to be afraid of, and no reason to be upset. That you’re in good hands.
On instinct you stretch your new body a bit… and find that the shell gives way just a bit. It looks like it’s finished trying to contain you. You continue straining, pressing your weight against it… wow, you feel so much stronger! The pressure mounts and mounts, until with a flurry of cracks, the shell comes apart all at once! You spring up a foot into the air, then land quite gracefully without a second thought… on your new feet, which resemble a pair of simple ankle-high boots. Your body leans forward instinctively… its proper position. You look down at yourself in awe… a huge yellow nose right in front of your eyes. A pair of cute, stubby little yellow arms. Behind you, a big red spot on your back. And every last bit of it is nothing but glistening, squeaky rubber!
A chorus of cheers erupts around you; you look up to find a large crowd of yoshis of various colors, all surrounding you and expressing great joy at their newest member! Their mirth is so incredibly intoxicating… before you can help yourself, you let out a cute little sound. “yosh?” It feels so natural, so right… you really are a yoshi! A green one trots up and nuzzles your neck with his nose with a squeak, prompting you to croon with glee and return the favor. Then several more squeaky dinos rush forth to join the fun, and soon you’re at the center of a huge pile of squeaky limbs and bodies, all rubbing and squeaking against each other with mindless glee. All your human thoughts melt away like ice on a summer day, and your mind quickly fills up with innocent little rubber yoshi thoughts. There’s nothing more you need than a peaceful, simple, blissful existence with your brethren here on New Yoshi Island.
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