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Nimble was in a room somewhere. Somewhere in the dark. She couldn't quite remember how she got there. All she remembered was that she was in the bar, just talking to people. Oh, there was that cute guy, and that one creep who asked about her boobs.

And a girl, too. She could definitely remember that. Being in this room, as dark as it was, she could focus more on her memories. What about that girl, again? Oh yeah. She was a vixen, and had this cute-looking long pink hair, pink eyes, and... why was she thinking about girls again? Usually she didn't like girls.

But there was something about her that she remembers... she looked really good. But she's not sure why she thought that. Did she put something in her drink? Maybe. Is that why she was in a dark room with her hands cuffed?

Nimble tried to move, but the cuffs on her wrists kept her in place. She wasn't able to move at all, neither could she move her legs as her ankles were bound to something as well. Wiggling her feet, she could feel the soft silk panties and pants that she has put on in the morning.

"Great, I'm naked and cuffed in a dark room," she thought to herself as she just helplessly sat there. She used to have thoughts about it before, how it would feel. How exciting it would be to be in this situation. But now, she was a bit scared. Why was she here? What was going to happen? Or did it already happen? She thought it didn't, because she didn't feel anything strange about her body except that she was naked.

Soft footsteps could be heard behind her, clearly coming from a different room. A key unlocking a door could be heard, followed by a couple squeaks and a few more soft footsteps. Nimble tried to look around for anything happening around her, but she didn't see anything move. In fact, it was still pitch black, she didn't see anything.

The soft footsteps that sounded a lot like her own bare furry feet came closer and closer, when finally a much louder key unlocking could be heard. This was the door. The door to this dark room. The door slowly opened and a soft beam of light made the room lit up a little. The room was mostly empty, except for a fancy-looking chair against the wall and a modern crate which was quite large, the ones you would see at music events.

"Where am I?", Nimble asked as the door opened further, lighting up the room a little more. She couldn't directly look at who was entering the door, as it was just outside of her field of view. The door stopped squeeking as it had opened fully and the soft footsteps walked towards Nimble.

"Who are you? What am I doing here?", she asked as the footsteps stopped right behind her. She struggled a bit with her hands, but to no avail as they were still cuffed. "Let me go, you can't keep me here forev-" A soft fluffy brown-colored hand interrupted her as it rested on her shoulder. She recognized the fluffy hand, but from where?

A light female voice started to speak. "Hello there, kitty," the voice said, "you don't have to worry. Amy is here for you." The hand - apparently belonging to a girl named Amy - slipped off of Nimble's shoulder, followed by the sound of soft footsteps going back to the door. The door closed and the key could be heard turning, locking the door. "Let me just turn on the light," the female voice said as she flipped a switch, lighting up the room almost completely.

The soft footsteps got closer to Nimble, followed by Amy slowly walking around her, then standing in front of Nimble to reveal the naked vixen. She was the girl from the bar, Nimble remembered it now. The girl with the pink hair, pink eyes, big ears and a beautiful beige fur with white and brown accents. And she was naked. Was this too good to be true?

"Do you know why you're here, Nimble?" Amy said. Nimble remained speechless as she could only think and look at one thing: her body. Something about her body was so mesmerizing. Was it her eyes? Her beautiful pink hair? Or maybe her large tail? "Well," she continued, "I see you're already attracted to me. Very good."

She walked over to the crate and slowly began to open it, Nimble following her every move. Amy reached into the box and pulled out a strange looking device with holes in it, then walked towards the chair and put the device on the ground. Nimble curiously looked at the device and smiled, seemingly feeling more excited about this whole experience.

"Are you ready, darling?" Amy asked. "M-maybe," Nimble responded. Amy pressed a couple buttons on the device which started emitting a low static noise. Out of the holes a slimy pink liquid seemed to slowly come out, fixing itself in mid-air until five slimy tentacles could be seen in the room. They were glowing a little, giving the room a pink tint.

Amy took out a long black glove which was seemingly connected to the device and slipped her right arm into it. "Be a good girl now and sit still," she said as the pink tentacles started moving towards Nimble, following Amy's hand movements. They seemed to have a good grip on the cuffs she was wearing, as they were taken off one by one, freeing her hands and leaving her on her knees as the tentacles rubbed along her body gently.

Her hands dropped to the ground as the tentacles slowly pulled her back down. She sat on her hands and knees while a tentacle slowly started to caress her slit. "You like that, don't you?" Amy said as she watched from the chair. Nimble tried to respond, but a tentacle got shoved into her mouth before she could say anything.

The fact of the matter is, she did like it.