Research on a hitherto unknown species of plantlife was never cheap.

For all the buzz and hype that the botanical gardens had made with their newest creations, they still needed money in order to keep their labs stocked and researchers paid. So, in order to entice the more adventurous of the public, they’d set up a donation raffle. Winners would be allowed deep in their work in progress labs, where their newest and still-undergoing-training plants would be on display.

And of course, the lucky few would get an all day VIP pass to pretty much any and all of the park’s amenities. Dining, exclusive experiences, the Charity Pass covered it all.

It covered a lot more than it should.

==

Nir was having the time of his life.

He had won a Charity Pass, and had immediately wanted to get into the labs. He’d been fascinated with the plants that HAD been on display for the public, as well as the lucky few who had been taken hostage by some of the bigger ones… so naturally, he had wanted to get a peek at whatever new and exciting plants these scientists had come up with.

Already, a few giant variants of popular plants had been bred… Bearclaw Fly Traps, the Innocent Vine, and most impressively, the Dead Carpet… a massive sundew looking plant, which would slowly uncoil as the sunlight shone down on it from above… Nir’s eyes sparkled in delight, just watching these plants unfurl and ensnare their prey … he watched as the head of a Bearclaw Fly Trap snapped shut on a slab of steak, slowly almost chewing it to get it into a better position…

He was DELIGHTED by what he saw.

Though, of course, the tour was a one time thing, and there were other plants still being tested and experimented on. For now, the sergal would be gently escorted to the appropriate place, where a delicious lunch and souvenirs would be provided.

Sure the food was great, and the souvenirs adorable. But Nir’s eyes wandered to the doors again, just looking on…

==

By the time the meet and greet was over, it was already too late 

The sergal had managed to slip his way back into the labs, his VIP badge having been improperly converted… it somehow had clearance to get past pretty much any door with an electronic lock on it. His pawsteps were light on the cold tile floor as he strolled into the back laboratories, phone out and ready to snoop around like the menace he was.

Many of the plants in this part of the lab were behind glass, with a handful being planted directly into soil in the ground while partitioned off… a few plants he examined bear a striking resemblance to the Bearclaw Fly Traps he’d seen before, albeit with wider and thicker leaves… he’d snap a picture here and there, teasingly triggering one or two of the plants to watch them go. He was getting into a playful groove, and didn’t realize he was going to trip until he did.

His arms pinwheeled as he fell back first into one of the planters, and onto a large sundew plant.

It looked like the Dead Carpet, with shorter bristles and a slicker looking surface. However, any differences would be lost on Nir, as the leaf he fell on immediately snapped onto him and started to coil around him.

His yelp and cries to let go were pointless, as the plant writhed and bucked… it would shake Nir’s pants off, while secreting a sticky, pink goo onto its surface…another of its leaves would coil up, grasping at his hips before running up between his legs like a hungry tongue… Nir gasped, mouth wife open as he gasped and moaned… his cock would slowly but surely perk up, leaving him hopelessly erect and needy. Thankfully, the plant was attentive, stroking his cock with the sticky end of the leaf… it was a little rough, but not enough to hurt. The slight and sticky friction would make his cock twitch with need, dripping pre…

The leaf holding the struggling Nir would coil around him slowly, the pink goo emitting the sweetest, headiest scent… as he panted and inhaled the smell, the end of the leaf holding him grabbed his muzzle, wrapping around it and essentially gluing it shut with the same pink goo… more of the goo would slide up and over his fur, leaving him stuck as the plant teased and coaxed him…

Nir would be left this way, teased on and off as time ticked on. No one would be coming in to check on the samples, as it was a more lax day… and as such, no one would be there to bear witness to Nir’s arching back as he came all over the leaves teasing him… the plant slowly absorbed the splattered cum, which only spurred it on to start up the cycle again.

Hour after hour, Nir would be practically tortured amd edged, even after the labs and gardens closed for the night. The sergal would be pushed to cum again and again, until his balls had been completely emptied… only then would the plant even consider loosening its grasp on him…

Nir could barely keep his eyes open, as his cock twitched in a pathetic attempt to ejaculate…

===

Nearly a week after the initial visit, the scientists were shocked to find a nice big investment from none other than Nir. Apparently, he had become invested in the research, and was hoping to start exploring more options with the plants they had in mind…

The Hotel was exceptionally accommodating to all kinds.

Nir was lounging by the pool in little more than shades and a sun hat, with very little fuss being made. The sergal would just soak up the rays, the warmth of the sun leaving him nice and sleepy. He'd just finished taking a few laps around the pool while there weren't any other guests around, to ensure they'd gotten their exercise in for the day. Now he was lounging out to dry, enjoying the peace and tranquility the Oasis Pools provided…

Until they didn't.

"Sorry! Sorry! Ah!" 

Nir lifted his shades to see a green and gold lizardgirl dash past the lounger he was seated on, being chased by security.

"Hey. The sign says no running." Nir called after her as she ran past. 

"Mind your own damn business!" She yelled, panting as she skidded on the wet stone floor and scrambled past the shaded alcove. The security stallions continued to chase, eventually leaving Nir alone again… the peaceful atmosphere returned, allowing the sergal to just loaf and lounge until other guests started to arrive.

By then, he was dry enough that he felt fine going back to his room.

==

He wandered in, towel draped over his shoulder… and opened the glass double doors to witness the same lizard girl being dragged back towards an employees only area. She was yelling and hollering and kicking up a fuss, but the stallion guards were quick to muzzle her up properly.

"Heh. Told you not to run by the pool. Guess they gotta send you to pool jail now, huh?" Nir would walk over to boop her snout, nodding to the security officials as she started raging into her gag.

"Don't worry, sir. This one's been taken care of." One of the stallions, a big bay, would nod and usher him along.

"What did she do, anyway? Surely running by the pool isn't THAT severe of a crime?" He teased with a grin.

"Nah. She's just one of our engineers who needs to be brought to heel. It's an issue that's been resolved, you just enjoy your day now, sir." The other stallion, a handsome looking black draft horse, would say, helping drag the indignant lizard away. 

Nir would wave them off, smiling as he headed off to his room on the first floor.

==

Housekeeping appeared to have just stopped by, as the sheets were done up, and all of his personal effects had been put aside and tucked away. For now, Nir would hang up a do not disturb sign on the door, and lock it shut.

He tossed his towel up onto the counter of the bathroom, getting ready for a nice relaxing shower. All that sunbathing had made him exceptionally sleepy, and now he was ready for a shower and a nap. This room in particular had been an upgrade, featuring a more lush bathroom with a new waterfall style shower system and shampoo and bodywash dispensers elegantly put up on the walls.

What he did not expect from such a luxurious bathroom was the wall rumbling before producing a wave of sticky black gunk.

Nir gasped, as his feet were immediately pseudo-cemented to the floor of the shower stall. Escape was almost immediately impossible, as he desperately tried to pull himself out. The latex kept gushing in, working its way up his thighs… the sergal fumbled with the knobs, trying to turn it off but ultimately turning them incorrectly and increasing the flow. The sudden extra surge washed over his face, congealing over his muzzle as he managed to reduce the flow again.

Nir pawed at his face in desperation, eyes wide. He couldn't breathe! The stuff was in his nose, and was seeping into his maw when he tried to scream for help. He could feel it lining his mouth as he let out a muffled noise, his frantic attempts to inhale only drawing more of the latex in. The goop was rising, slowly starting to cover his paws and making it damn near impossible to lift them again. Nir struggled to pull them up, trying his best to still paw his mouth free…

There was no escape, as the pressure of the incoming latex would have pushed the door closed and sealed it nice and airtight. Nir struggled to try and pull the doors open, and found that it was too heavy… the latex was holding it closed, trapping the sergal in his little cell…

The latex was at chest height now, and even breathing was getting a bit harder. The latex seemed to have a mind of its own, compressing his chest and seeming to… massage him? It slowly crept up his body, as the flow of latex seemed to miraculously slow… it was mostly the doing of the latex itself, controlling the knobs it now covered completely. But the flow did not stop. It merely settled to something more steady, more menacing in its arrival. It kept filling the stall, reaching up to his neck and squeezing that too. The sergal wheezed and gasped, shaking his head. His paws were now completely trapped under the living latex, barely able to breach the surface of the stuff. Nir's chest could barely expand at some points, while he seemed almost capable of breathing through the thick latex glob that covered his muzzle.

Nir's struggles weakened the longer this kept up… he was tiring out, and it was clear that he would not be able to get out on his own. He struggled to keep his head above the latex, even if he couldn't physically keep his nose above the surface. Surely, someone could come by to find him, right? No… he recalled that the room had already been cleaned… so housekeeping was unlikely to show up again until…

He began to struggle harder, eyes wide as he tried to fight the living goo that held him. By now, the latex was doing its job, teasing his body and constricting his breathing. As good as it all felt, he had to get out somehow! But how?

Eventually, as his spurt of panicked energy began to wear off, he looked on in horror as thick tendrils of latex reared up and engulfed his head. Like a slow tidal wave, his head was wrapped up in the goo, leaving only his eyes exposed.

Nir could not breath, could barely move, as the latex held him still. He whimpered, shutting his eyes as he was kept still and silent. The latex had its own agenda, and would not give up its prize so easily. The gooey mass would stroke him, teasing him every which way, stimulating every hidden spot on his body. It sought out his favorite spots and spots he didn't even know existed. It wrapped all around his body and worked its magic until all he could think about was staying here, in its embrace.

And of course, it would edge him. He moaned and whined, as the latex prison finally covered his eyes.

===

Housekeeping would only come the next day, but they would skip over his room since Nir had hung up a Do No Disturb sign.

Who knew when they'd finally decide to check on him?

Not that he was complaining.

The latex was doing its job, after all.