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Morgan is all too happy to take some sweet sweet revenge on Iva for all those MONTHS of extreme rubber entombment. It had been so horrible. Morgan remembered it with a shudder as she approached Iva's quarters after the party... her bulge squeaked, her toes twitched. Nothing but extreme pressure. Nothing but the memory of Mistress Iva's boot stomping Morgan down. 

Now it was time for vengeance, a dish best served cold. Equipped with a dose of Fantom's magic, as well as the arcane rubber suit that Iva had given her, she was very ready to give Iva a taste of her own tactics. 

Tentacles that would melt together, forming an inescapable seal. Extreme pressure from all sides. Multiple thick layers of squishy, curvy rubber that would inflate with air and gel, warming up until they heat-sealed in place. Oh yes, Morgan was licking her lips. After tonight, Iva would never call her "toy" again... if she was ever permitted to speak! 

originally by roqq33, drawn by grizzlydafurry