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WET
Why the hell did everything up on this mountain have to be constantly slick, moist, and so humid my fur is an absolute nightmare. I thought I could have waited for the rain to stop before starting my trek, but it only came in the modes of sprinkling and pouring. My body is wet, my assorted packs of gear is wet, even my waterproof rain boots feel like they are gradually filling with fluid. To say that I'm in a good mood during this leg of my journey would be an outright lie.
My teeth grind together as I take a laborious step up a hill, then grind harder as boot slips back down the stone. A journey should be rewarding, as with each step you take no matter how difficult or painful should feel like one more step towards the destination. Yet this mountain seems to deny me even that, with twisting paths that lead nowhere and an incomplete map that can only tell me how much I'm failing to find the right way. It can't possibly get any worse...until it does as the peak of the hill leads to a slope so steep that I'm sliding right into a large natural pool before I realize that my boot can find no traction.
SPLASH
I'm underwater briefly, then emerge sputtering and coughing before HOWLING with rage. I wade through the chest deep water before finally dragging myself out limb by limb, my clothing drenched and several times heavier. I'm so overtaken with anger at myself and my environment that all I can force myself to do is march forward, cursing and wishing for dryness and warmth. It's only after a few moments that I realize that I can no longer feel the rain on my hood, gradually noticing the cave I had stomped my waterlogged boots into.
It didn't seem much like a cave at second glance, more like it was built into the mountainside. Either way, dry shelter was finally mine. My pack clattered to the stone floor as I dropped it, then piece after piece tore my clothing off until I was nude. The catharsis of the weight removed makes me laugh so loud and clear that the cavern echoes...and keeps echoing as I finally realize just how deep it went. Hoping for a miracle, I follow the dim path.
My hope grows as lit glass lanterns begin lining the walls to guide me. Surely signs of civilization meant I could find someone who could help! Even as the light sources grow more frequent, it becomes harder to see thanks to a very humid mist, yet it was a pleasant warm fog that comforts my aching body the deeper I walk into it. Finally I step into a chamber with a massive pool in the center, so wide and deep that I can't see the bottom.
Before I even touch the water I feel the heat of it, a seemingly natural hot spring in an otherwise unpleasant mountain. Though I was sick wetness this feels different, inviting and pleasant instead of cold and harsh. I step one paw into the
HOT
I immediately recoil and yank my foot back out. It wasn't scalding or dangerous really, I just wasn't prepared it. Seconds later my toes seem to miss the heat, and I dip them back in. The edge of the water has a straight slope that I gradually ease my weary body into, hissing and moaning as I feel the embrace of the heat taking me over one inch at a time. Soon I settle with only my head propped out of the pool, the aches and pains melting away in the blissful burn all over. I yawn, long and loud enough to send more echoes, and then drift off to sleep.
GULP
I awake to find a most bizarre sensation, like my legs and feet were being squished together in a slick and tight tunnel. I dismiss it immediately, too relaxed and content to even open my eyes until I felt undulating muscles squish and squeeze me as my body slightly pulls toward the center of the pool. There was something in the water and it had my legs! I let out a shrill squeak as my body panics before I can think, twisting and clawing toward dry land for the briefest of moments before I'm yanked into the depths of the water.
My eyes squeeze shut tight, the heat too painful to stand for them as I'm thrust into a dark wet world. Deep within the primal recesses of my evolved feral mouse mind, I know that I am prey at this very moment. I thrash and flail and try to swim but I don't even know which way is up as I'm sucked down the slick warm tunnel up to my waist. My paws reach to push me out, but the mouth simply widens and clamps tight over my wrists. There are no teeth to rip and tear, yet my horror at that moment releases several bubbles worth of screaming!
BLUUUUUUB!
The monster has me and I have lost. As I am swallowed down the dread of the waiting stomach sinks into my mind like blanket of thorns, yet the tunnel doesn't continue? I feel it split into smaller tighter tunnels as my legs slid into them, my tail also finding a comfortable slot to fit itself. As my shoulders are overtaken, the walls of the tunnel give way to sleeves as I push my arms into the sides, slipping them in. Water is then rushing past my head so rapidly that it becomes air in an instant!
GASP
Air sweet air, steamy but filling my lungs so I don't care! I take several deep and thankful breaths, each and every one seeming to make the monster squeezing me grow tighter...and tighter...a sense of being lifted up with each one confusing my senses. My eyes snap open after an eternity of blind struggle, and finally I look down to see the monster that had me...didn't seem to be alive. Down past the orange collar around my neck is nothing but thick smooth yellow rubber down to what of my torso could be seen above the water. I lift one paw to my face and it gleams with big stubby digits that seem less than a useable hand and more like a wing made to look like one.
I reach to start stroking along the surface of the water, yet the way I float seemed designed to keep me upright. I try kicking my legs next, and find it so easy and natural to paddle my way to the edge of the pool despite how spread out my thighs are. Finally my feet are on the ground again, yet they feel thicker and flatter. I shuffle them out with an awkward gait, and thick webbed orange feet emerge into view. I try taking a regular step...and have to turn my body just to do so. I take another, swinging my hips back and forth, it should be so heavy with all that rubber yet the suit itself seems to move with me. I soon find a mirror I failed to notice on the way in.
A plump inflated suit now adorned my previously thin mouse body from the neck down. One turn to the side and I can see the thick tail feathers that I shook with every waddling step I took closer. I soon was face to face with the visible part of my real body, and to that visage I say:
"I'm a...rubber ducky?"
The suit answers as I take a deep breath in, the back of the collar swelling suddenly to form a brand new hood that seems to...pulse and squish over my head in ways that make ME feel so FUNNY that I BURST INTO SQUEAKY GIGGLES BECAUSE OF COURSE I'M A DUCKY, I HAVE BEEN MY WHOLE LIFE!
No, that made no sense I had to have a life before I came to this pool BUT THAT'S NOT RIGHT CAUSE I'VE BEEN HERE THE WHOLE TIME WAITING FOR YOU TO GIVE YOURSELF OVER TO ME!
No no wait this is wrong you shouldn't be in my HEAD? THIS IS MY HEAD NOW YOU SILLY MOUSE! I ALREADY HAVE THE REST OF YOUR BODY NOW ALL I NEED IS TO FINISH FORMING THIS HOOD INTO YOUR NEW face? T-that's a face growing in the hood! Stop! No!
I'm a MOUSE? YOU WILL BE IF YOU DON'T LEARN TO BE A GOOD LITTLE QUACKER. ALL YOU GOTTA DO IS SHAKE YOUR TAIL FEATHERS, WIGGLE THAT RUBBER RUMP AND GO:
"Kwek kwek KWEK!"
S-stop making me do this! Look into my eyes...n-not through my own but through yours on the hood! WHY NOT? YOUR EYES WORK JUST AS WELL WHILE THEY'RE STILL UNCOVERED. YOU'RE GOING TO LOVE THIS! NO LONGER WILL YOU FEAR THE COLD AND THE WET, YOU'LL BE NICE AND WARM INSIDE OF ME, SPLISH SPLASHING THROUGH PUDDLES AND PONDS. I JUST NEED TO CLOSE THIS BILL OF MINE OVER YOUR FACE AND SEAL IT SHUT, I CAN TAKE OVER FOREVER!
Please...I c-can't enjoy this if you have total control! BUT IT'S SO FUN TO BE ME WHY WOULD YOU NOT WANT TO HAVE FUN? Because I can't enjoy something that I'm not doing! BUT YOU WILL BE DOING IT, I WILL DO IT FOR BOTH OF US. I won't be really doing it then I...I'll just be you and you already know how fun it is while I don't.
YOU'RE JUST SAYING THIS BECAUSE YOU WANT OUT. No...no I can live with this if you let me be a part of you instead of becoming a copy of you. PROVE IT THEN!
I take a deep breath before flapping my wings, wiggling my rump, and calling out: "Quack, kwek, kwek!"
YOU REALLY LIKE THIS? Of course I do, you are warm and cozy on me, the only comfy thing on this mountain other than the hotspring. You have so much to teach me about being a happy duckling, you don't have to force me into being you just to understand. Just don't seal me in, let me see the world with my own eyes while you see with yours. We can have fun together.
OKAY BUT I STILL GET TO CLOSE MY BILL SOMETIMES wait what are you DOING? GIVING MY NEW PET MOUSE BODY A KISS ON THE FACE!
SQUIRK!
"Mmmph! Mmmmm..."
ferrite_____________________________________________________________________________________________________
WET
Why the hell did everything up on this mountain have to be constantly slick, moist, and so humid my fur is an absolute nightmare. I thought I could have waited for the rain to stop before starting my trek, but it only came in the modes of sprinkling and pouring. My body is wet, my assorted packs of gear is wet, even my waterproof rain boots feel like they are gradually filling with fluid. To say that I'm in a good mood during this leg of my journey would be an outright lie.
My teeth grind together as I take a laborious step up a hill, then grind harder as boot slips back down the stone. A journey should be rewarding, as with each step you take no matter how difficult or painful should feel like one more step towards the destination. Yet this mountain seems to deny me even that, with twisting paths that lead nowhere and an incomplete map that can only tell me how much I'm failing to find the right way. It can't possibly get any worse...until it does as the peak of the hill leads to a slope so steep that I'm sliding right into a large natural pool before I realize that my boot can find no traction.
SPLASH
I'm underwater briefly, then emerge sputtering and coughing before HOWLING with rage. I wade through the chest deep water before finally dragging myself out limb by limb, my clothing drenched and several times heavier. I'm so overtaken with anger at myself and my environment that all I can force myself to do is march forward, cursing and wishing for dryness and warmth. It's only after a few moments that I realize that I can no longer feel the rain on my hood, gradually noticing the cave I had stomped my waterlogged boots into.
It didn't seem much like a cave at second glance, more like it was built into the mountainside. Either way, dry shelter was finally mine. My pack clattered to the stone floor as I dropped it, then piece after piece tore my clothing off until I was nude. The catharsis of the weight removed makes me laugh so loud and clear that the cavern echoes...and keeps echoing as I finally realize just how deep it went. Hoping for a miracle, I follow the dim path.
My hope grows as lit glass lanterns begin lining the walls to guide me. Surely signs of civilization meant I could find someone who could help! Even as the light sources grow more frequent, it becomes harder to see thanks to a very humid mist, yet it was a pleasant warm fog that comforts my aching body the deeper I walk into it. Finally I step into a chamber with a massive pool in the center, so wide and deep that I can't see the bottom.
Before I even touch the water I feel the heat of it, a seemingly natural hot spring in an otherwise unpleasant mountain. Though I was sick wetness this feels different, inviting and pleasant instead of cold and harsh. I step one paw into the
HOT
I immediately recoil and yank my foot back out. It wasn't scalding or dangerous really, I just wasn't prepared it. Seconds later my toes seem to miss the heat, and I dip them back in. The edge of the water has a straight slope that I gradually ease my weary body into, hissing and moaning as I feel the embrace of the heat taking me over one inch at a time. Soon I settle with only my head propped out of the pool, the aches and pains melting away in the blissful burn all over. I yawn, long and loud enough to send more echoes, and then drift off to sleep.
GULP
I awake to find a most bizarre sensation, like my legs and feet were being squished together in a slick and tight tunnel. I dismiss it immediately, too relaxed and content to even open my eyes until I felt undulating muscles squish and squeeze me as my body slightly pulls toward the center of the pool. There was something in the water and it had my legs! I let out a shrill squeak as my body panics before I can think, twisting and clawing toward dry land for the briefest of moments before I'm yanked into the depths of the water.
My eyes squeeze shut tight, the heat too painful to stand for them as I'm thrust into a dark wet world. Deep within the primal recesses of my evolved feral mouse mind, I know that I am prey at this very moment. I thrash and flail and try to swim but I don't even know which way is up as I'm sucked down the slick warm tunnel up to my waist. My paws reach to push me out, but the mouth simply widens and clamps tight over my wrists. There are no teeth to rip and tear, yet my horror at that moment releases several bubbles worth of screaming!
BLUUUUUUB!
The monster has me and I have lost. As I am swallowed down the dread of the waiting stomach sinks into my mind like blanket of thorns, yet the tunnel doesn't continue? I feel it split into smaller tighter tunnels as my legs slid into them, my tail also finding a comfortable slot to fit itself. As my shoulders are overtaken, the walls of the tunnel give way to sleeves as I push my arms into the sides, slipping them in. Water is then rushing past my head so rapidly that it becomes air in an instant!
GASP
Air sweet air, steamy but filling my lungs so I don't care! I take several deep and thankful breaths, each and every one seeming to make the monster squeezing me grow tighter...and tighter...a sense of being lifted up with each one confusing my senses. My eyes snap open after an eternity of blind struggle, and finally I look down to see the monster that had me...didn't seem to be alive. Down past the orange collar around my neck is nothing but thick smooth yellow rubber down to what of my torso could be seen above the water. I lift one paw to my face and it gleams with big stubby digits that seem less than a useable hand and more like a wing made to look like one.
I reach to start stroking along the surface of the water, yet the way I float seemed designed to keep me upright. I try kicking my legs next, and find it so easy and natural to paddle my way to the edge of the pool despite how spread out my thighs are. Finally my feet are on the ground again, yet they feel thicker and flatter. I shuffle them out with an awkward gait, and thick webbed orange feet emerge into view. I try taking a regular step...and have to turn my body just to do so. I take another, swinging my hips back and forth, it should be so heavy with all that rubber yet the suit itself seems to move with me. I soon find a mirror I failed to notice on the way in.
A plump inflated suit now adorned my previously thin mouse body from the neck down. One turn to the side and I can see the thick tail feathers that I shook with every waddling step I took closer. I soon was face to face with the visible part of my real body, and to that visage I say:
"I'm a...rubber ducky?"
The suit answers as I take a deep breath in, the back of the collar swelling suddenly to form a brand new hood that seems to...pulse and squish over my head in ways that make ME feel so FUNNY that I BURST INTO SQUEAKY GIGGLES BECAUSE OF COURSE I'M A DUCKY, I HAVE BEEN MY WHOLE LIFE!
No, that made no sense I had to have a life before I came to this pool BUT THAT'S NOT RIGHT CAUSE I'VE BEEN HERE THE WHOLE TIME WAITING FOR YOU TO GIVE YOURSELF OVER TO ME!
No no wait this is wrong you shouldn't be in my HEAD? THIS IS MY HEAD NOW YOU SILLY MOUSE! I ALREADY HAVE THE REST OF YOUR BODY NOW ALL I NEED IS TO FINISH FORMING THIS HOOD INTO YOUR NEW face? T-that's a face growing in the hood! Stop! No!
I'm a MOUSE? YOU WILL BE IF YOU DON'T LEARN TO BE A GOOD LITTLE QUACKER. ALL YOU GOTTA DO IS SHAKE YOUR TAIL FEATHERS, WIGGLE THAT RUBBER RUMP AND GO:
"Kwek kwek KWEK!"
S-stop making me do this! Look into my eyes...n-not through my own but through yours on the hood! WHY NOT? YOUR EYES WORK JUST AS WELL WHILE THEY'RE STILL UNCOVERED. YOU'RE GOING TO LOVE THIS! NO LONGER WILL YOU FEAR THE COLD AND THE WET, YOU'LL BE NICE AND WARM INSIDE OF ME, SPLISH SPLASHING THROUGH PUDDLES AND PONDS. I JUST NEED TO CLOSE THIS BILL OF MINE OVER YOUR FACE AND SEAL IT SHUT, I CAN TAKE OVER FOREVER!
Please...I c-can't enjoy this if you have total control! BUT IT'S SO FUN TO BE ME WHY WOULD YOU NOT WANT TO HAVE FUN? Because I can't enjoy something that I'm not doing! BUT YOU WILL BE DOING IT, I WILL DO IT FOR BOTH OF US. I won't be really doing it then I...I'll just be you and you already know how fun it is while I don't.
YOU'RE JUST SAYING THIS BECAUSE YOU WANT OUT. No...no I can live with this if you let me be a part of you instead of becoming a copy of you. PROVE IT THEN!
I take a deep breath before flapping my wings, wiggling my rump, and calling out: "Quack, kwek, kwek!"
YOU REALLY LIKE THIS? Of course I do, you are warm and cozy on me, the only comfy thing on this mountain other than the hotspring. You have so much to teach me about being a happy duckling, you don't have to force me into being you just to understand. Just don't seal me in, let me see the world with my own eyes while you see with yours. We can have fun together.
OKAY BUT I STILL GET TO CLOSE MY BILL SOMETIMES wait what are you DOING? GIVING MY NEW PET MOUSE BODY A KISS ON THE FACE!
SQUIRK!
"Mmmph! Mmmmm..."
Category All / Fetish Other
Species Duck
Size 2600 x 2001px
File Size 4.65 MB
This is one of my favorite stories here on FA, I like both the process of the suit taking over Remick and the dialogue between the two of them.
I also like how rather than a full takeover, that Remick and Rubber Ducky agree to coexist together, you rarely see that in these type of stories.
I would’ve loved to see a sequel to this story, showing more of Remick and Ducky struggling to get along as they continue sharing a body together.
I also like how rather than a full takeover, that Remick and Rubber Ducky agree to coexist together, you rarely see that in these type of stories.
I would’ve loved to see a sequel to this story, showing more of Remick and Ducky struggling to get along as they continue sharing a body together.
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