The zigzagoon scientist gently opens the door to the pawn shop, stepping into the dim insides. "Hey Virgil, it's Kotetsu!" he calls out with familiarity. "You, uh, called me about a pooltoy you got?" After a few seconds of rustling, a brown moth pokes their head out from behind the counter, wearing half-moon spectacles. "Oh! Oh, yes, Redwood, hello! Indeed I did!" he says with a smile, setting a cardboard box on the counter. "It just turned up here one day. It's some sort of giant inflatable chess set? I doubt anyone'd buy it, so it's yours if-" He's soon interrupted by that zigzagoon grasping the box, eyes dilated in obvious enjoyment. "I'll take it!!" he hurriedly calls out, tail wagging away. Virgil smiles. "I had a feeling you would, Redwood. Careful it's not cursed, yes?" Of course, Kotetsu's already out the door, too excited for his own good... Virgil chuckles amusedly to himself, shaking his head. --- A few hours later, Kotetsu's got that huge bouncy castle opened on his lawn, inflated up. Indeed, as the moth said, it's a chess set. Complete with inflatable pieces, also made of vinyl - all of them at least as tall as the chubby zigzagoon. Weirdly, though, it appears like it's a game in progress. "Hmm!" Kotetsu idly sounds out to himself, stepping his brown-furred feetpaws on the warm vinyl within that bouncy castle, walking around the main chess board curiously. He rubs a handpaw against some of those huge, soft, shiny chess pieces as he walks around, zigzagged ears perking up at those delightful squeaks, jeans tented in blatant arousal. "Wow, he wasn't kidding about it being a chess set! ... Shame I don't play much chess!" Of course, knowing Kotetsu, the only way he's probably going to be playing with this chess set is... well, *not chess.* Grinning to himself, the zigzagoon lets his labcoat slide off of his arms, soon reaching to his belt to undo his jeans too, stripping naked at the side of the chessboard, blatantly aroused. "Hmmh.... time to have some fun~" he growls lecherously, soon walking onto the chessboard. "Which piece to capture first...~" But suddenly, he gets... a weird feeling, like a sort of thrum in the air around him. One of those feelings you get when something's suddenly gone wrong. Of course, the horny dork tries to set it aside as he walks forward. Or, well, he would, if it didn't feel like there was something keeping him enclosed. Enclosed on that shiny white chessboard square he'd *just* stepped into. "Uh-?" he murmurs, before trying to push his way out through the invisible barrier back off of the chessboard. He can't move off the square he's on! And the unmistakable *squrrrk* of vinyl against vinyl in front of him catches his attention. He looks up to see one of the inflatable black rooks, easily 8 foot tall, begin to sliiiiide towards him. "U- uhm- I was joking about the capturing thing-!" he stutters, trying again to escape. But it's like there's invisible walls keeping him pinned in that single 4 foot wide square... And that huge squeaky black rook simply just keeps approaching him. Square by square, before beginning to slip onto the same square as him! "U- uhm, good chess piece?" he says, as if that'd help the situation, the helpless zigzagoon pushing against the piece. His shoving does nothing but accomplish in causing that soft vinyl to yield a bit, squeaking noisily, the vinyl catching the light as his paws sink in just a bit. The blushing zigzagoon soon realizes his fighting does nothing to stop the piece from encroaching more and more on his space. It feels like there's a wall behind him as that piece soon squeeeaks all the way over *into* the space the zigzagoon previously occupied, smothering his naked front against its black vinyl. "Wh- ... well, guess I may as well enjoy this...!" he murmurs, wrapping his arms around the huge rook, grinding up against it lewdly with squeak after squeak, feeling that black vinyl warm up, growing slightly softer with heat... Of course, the 'poor' zigzagoon's plight doesn't end there, the horny thing not even realizing the black vinyl's beginning to grow a bit *too* soft as he humps and grinds against the piece, legs and arms sloooowly beginning to sink in, shiny black vinyl rolling over them... And he eventually notices, shyly gasping as he tries to pull his arms out, the rook's vinyl gripping, almost feeling sticky where he's touching it... aside from his hard cock griiinding against, no, *into* it... Feeling like he's fucking a vinyl hole, slickened with precum. "M- mnfhh, fuck..." he whimpers, squeezing his arms and legs against the rook. "Guess I'm the one being captured, huh?~" Of course, the rook can't really answer... but the vinyl continues to inexorably roll over him, arms and legs simply bulges at this point as his body slides in slowly, noisily, the humping, horny zigzagoon simply being slowly absorbed into the inflatable chess piece... sinking in almost like quicksand as the shiny black vinyl wraps around him. Kotetsu continues to squirm and struggle - less to escape, and more just to watch those fading bulges of his arms and legs shift and squeak noisily, distorting the shiny surface just a bit, before being pulled back to where they were, the zigzagoon's tail and back already disappearing in. Planting a lewd smooch on the rook's shiny, black surface, he whimpers in pleasure, humping away. "M- mnfh... g- guess it's fun being on the chessboard with you..." he grumbles, before closing his eyes... and leaning his head forward, pressing it against the soft vinyl, as if signalling to the chess piece that he accepts his fate. While it can't respond verbally, it certainly responds with its absorption, the vinyl rolling over the zig's face, around the sides, around the back, hiding his squirming, moaning self as nothing more than a bulge, slowly and gently receding... squeezing and milking at that helpless zigzagoon's cock. Kotetsu's completely trapped within, only able to see black puffy vinyl smothering on all sides, only able to smell the thick, heady aroma of plasticisers with a side of sweetness... only able to feel soft, smooth vinyl on all sides, squishing and kneading... the zigzagoon's squirms vaguely visible outside the rook. And eventually, he's tipped over the edge, letting out a pleasured howl as he shoots his load deep into the rook, squirming in the throes of orgasm, feeling that absorption finalise as the distinction between himself and the vinyl fades slowly, feeling his mind slowly get subsumed into nothing more than just... a vague pleasured feeling on that huge, puffy, vinyl rook. Nothing more than pudge on a huge, inflatable rook... just another captured piece...~ --- Later, Kotetsu walks out of his cloning bay, face bright red, ears leaning back, his expression a mix of confusion and pleasure. "... Well, *that* sure was a thing..."