Author's Note

Author’s Note:
[Latex Encasement] [Unwilling] [Sex Slave] [NSFW]
Characters: [Dinky Hooves]
By Master Titta

[NSFW] Claustrophobia by Master Titta

Dinky Hooves fluttered her eyelids, letting some light break through, her head aching badly, her ears picking up a buzzing noise combined with an unnerving mechanical hum, and her hooves feeling somewhat number than the usual.

Dinky attempted to rub her eyes open, but, as she tried that, she felt her hooves fixed into place.

"What?" she muttered with a jolt of worry. Her eyelids fluttered quickly, attempting to speed up the slow process of her eyes adjusting themselves to the light, but failing to do so. It was not until she slowed down her blinking that she managed to gather enough strength to open up her eyes completely to reveal a gray, bare ceiling with the occasional skylight and a line of half blown out neon lights passing by in front of her.

"What is this place?" she asked herself as she turned to her left, seeing her forehoof on that side locked to a black, metal plate by a metallic hoofcuff. Turning to the right, she saw the same thing happening to her other hoof, and, looking at the ceiling again, she noticed that the roof seemed to be moving.

"And why am I tied up on a conveyor belt?" Dinky wondered, struggling a little in the metal restraints, but to no avail, tiring herself out.

After more strenuous struggling, Dinky Hooves sighed and let her head fall back nearly behind her shoulders on the belt in defeat, panting heavily, her entire body sweaty.

"No escape, no reason... and no end in sight," Dinky whispered to herself, as the conveyor belt kept going, seemingly endlessly, towards an unknown destination.

Shortly after thinking it, Dinky saw that the ceiling had stopped to be replaced by a metallic gray rectangle and, shortly after, what it looked like some kind of chimney. When she was exactly under it, Dinky heard something screeching beneath her back as she was lifted up carefully and slowly, causing Dinky to struggle weakly once more before dropping her head forward again in defeat.

Her stance was broken as soon as she felt her entire body and fur being hit by a very warm stream of air, and the screech was replaced by an even louder whirring sound. Jolting her head up, Dinky saw that she was being held in front of what it looked like a giant hair dryer, which, judging from the fact that Dinky felt her fur fuzz up, seemed to be working very well.

With this done, the huge hair dryer shut off suddenly and, just as suddenly, she began again to be elevated, causing Dinky to recoil. Finally, the elevation ended in a small dark room with the only passage being black flappers attached to a frame, and the restraints loosened, dropping Dinky on the floor just in front of her.

"Ouch!" she yelled out as she bonked her head against the black surface in front of her. Before Dinky could fully understand what happened, the floor started to move again, sign that she had been put on a conveyor belt once more. Realizing it, Dinky tried to run away, but tripped and, as she hit the belt with her belly down, she was pulled out of the room through the flappers, into yet another place.

Dinky quickly noticed that there were some kind of sprayers attached to the frame of an intersection between two segments of the corridor. Said sprayers had something black and gooey dripping from them which unnerved Dinky enough for her to try to lift herself up and try to get away, but, sadly for her, all her strength was spent as she attempted to get on her four hooves, after which she fell back down.

"This is bad... this is really bad!" Dinky muttered as she slipped on her hooves again and the belt brought her forward towards the sprayers. As soon as Dinky's head had past them, with a gurgling sound and the sound of water sprinklers going off, the sprayers started up, covering Dinky in hot black sludge which scalded her fur a bit and made her cry out in pain. Before she could fathom what had happened, a stream of cold air was blown on her, cooling the sludge down, but also turning it solid over Dinky's body, and, shortly after, Dinky felt something snipping on her back as the conveyor belt stopped dead in its track.

Turning her head around, Dinky saw four mechanical arms, one holding up a pair of scissors, one holding a strip of the solidified goo, another held what looked like a miniaturized version of a leg spreader, and the last one was empty. The latter approached Dinky's backside while the scissors and the strip-holding, mechanical hands left Dinky's field of view. Said hand touched Dinky's labia, spreading them apart slowly, making Dinky moan a little.

With this done, the other hand quickly set it inside Dinky's opened-up vagina, much to her annoyance. However, before she could voice it, another arm came down, holding an elongated black object, which was hastily inserted in Dinky's anus, making her faint.

Dinky woke up to the sound of metal on cardboard and the feeling of something soft crinkling all around her as a deep, male voice from outside said, "Ohhoho, it finally arrived! All I have to do now is to insert the accessories, and I will have the perfect, filly, latex slave all for me!"