Gadget Hackwrench was known for being the ace pilot, inventor and natural born genius of the team. The hard working mouse was doing some long needed spring cleaning. With all the work and deliveries they get during the season, she knew it was best to keep the place open for “free thinking” as she called it. To let the creative juices flow and let herself work in peace. 

Though as much as she liked the idea, part of her didn’t like the idea of moving too much stuff around. Not because it was hard work! That’s in her blood. She thrived on making or doing something. She… Just didn’t like the idea of messing around with her father’s stuff too much. 

	‘Nonesene!’ Her father would have yelled to the high stars above. ‘If it helps you think, bring it to the brink!’ 

	“Haha, thanks dad!.” She said to herself as she pushed one of the many boxes full of old equipment to the side. “And he’s right anyway. If moving stuff here helps me think and makes room for all the guys, then I shouldn’t feel guilty, right? Yeah!”

Feeling slightly reinvigorated she hustled with her work, carrying and moving more boxes and the like. She knew the guys would be out for a few hours, probably til night. Getting familiar with the town and all that. 

Little did Gadge know… 

In the very back of the workshop, she noticed a door she wasn’t sure she’d ever noticed before. Being the inventive and curious type, she chose to act on curiosity and open the door. A gust of hot air ran across her face and some guttural sounds escaped from the darkness. She tried to shut the door but her attempt failed as she fought to close the door against whatever was desperate to escape. Just as she thought she had the door closed all the way, some part of the creature escaped.

It latched onto her mouth. Soon enough another strange limb around her throat. Like dust to a vacuum, Gadget found herself being pulled in by the fully opened door before it loudly shut behind her. The last sounds to echo in the shop are her gasps and the tones of the lock switching into place. 

Gadget woke up to the sight of darkness.

Her memory was a hazy fog.

Her body felt heavy, like she couldn’t move. Yet at the same time, she couldn’t describe herself as other than feeling light. Very light. 

And warm. VERY warm. 

	“Hhrrr…” The little mouse tried to pull her arm but it felt restricted. She tugged again and again. No matter how much or how hard she tried, whatever was keeping her in pace wasn’t giving at all. It was during this she made three very important discoveries. 

Number one, whatever was holding onto her body wasn’t rope. Second being she could feel a distinct pulse. It's alive. And it was eeping some kind of… Slime. It din’t have a stink or odor but if crawled down her arm and the rest of her body, she now noticed.

But the final discovery left a knot in the back of her throat. Finally, in the process of moving around,  she noticed it was touching her fur to… Whatever it is… It had her bound and naked.

	“Let me go!!” She yelled into the darkness. 

As if reacting to her scream, the lights came on and Gadget was presented with the sight of her captor.

It wasn’t just a single creature. 

It was a giant series of tentacles. Each one of them being different in terms of  size, shape and color. One of them looked to be as thick as her foot, covered in bumps and a dark orange. Another being thinner, more like an octopus or jellyfishes’. Orange, greens, purple, black and so on. They all looked like they didn’t belong on the surface or even in this world. 

Thousands of questions ran through Gadget’s mind but all of them came to a screeching halt as she realized what was about to happen. 

All the tentacles aimed themselves in her direction. Before she could get one yell out, her mouth was quickly stuffed full by one of the thicker tentacles. The little mouse's eyes widened in horror as she tasted the putrid substance. It was bitter and sour, like spoiled food. She tried to close her mouth in some attempt to hurt it but it was simply too big to even try. 

Not to be out done, the other naughty tentacles found various places to claim as theirs. Gadget felt her breasts being encircled by the long wet strands, squeezed, pulled and cupped over and over. Her worst fears became reality as she felt a few of the disgusting tendrils make their way across her exposed crotch and ass. 

Every tug was pointless. Every attempt to break free, futile. It was hammered into her mind as she felt her holes being violated by the thick tentacle monsters. Any scream she could have let out as garbled as sheer throat was being thoroughly filled over and over by the putrid tasting limb. Tears came down her face as her hymen was broken. Her virgin pride was destroyed by an unfeeling, horny beast that simply wanted to invade her body.

Suddenly, she felt her arms being free’d and she nearly hit the ground face first but just barely caught herself. With whatever strength she had left, Gadget tried to pull herself away but the tentacle monster had all the strength and leverage. And it wasn’t done with her.

Gadget had to feel multiple tentacles finding their way inside her newly abused holes. They pumped in and out of her like she imagined a cock would. Over and over, pushing and pressing her insides around like some kind of living toy. They slid deeper and deeper, going int places she didn’t know were possible. Before she realized it, while one tentacle was in her mouth, it was fought off by another as the longest limb in her ass made its way into the back of her throat. 

Fully impaled and violated, she couldn’t keep her mind straight, the absurdity of the situation too much for even her mind. Drool, slime and her own juices hit the ground as she was still violated over and over. 

All she could focus on was her slit being tickled and rubbed by one part of the monster with a ribbed hide. It pressed and rubbed her clit over and over, losing her hole up by force as it invaded her womb. She could feel every tendrill moving, squirming and coiling around in her baby box. Every forceful pump, every thrust and body shaking orgasm was another sinful experience for the mouse's mind. 

She even felt the beasts poking and pressing at her nose and ears, finding new holes to try and break her. But it was far too late for that. She was broken already. Her eyes had rolled back, her muscles and tenses up as she felt her body shake from another orgasm over and over. 

Not that it stopped the creature at all. 

Without warning, Gadget felt, smelled and tasted the most pungent slime to defile her formally sacred body. Her stomach, her womb, her mouth. Every part of her was soaked in the disgusting slime in ways she couldn’t or didn’t want to understand. In the back of her mind, she’d hoped the monster would finally let her go as it pumped her body full of whatever had been pumped into and onto her delicate body.

Only time will tell…