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After hearing police reports about the petty small-time crook Gooper being spotted downtown near the pier, Fein-line put on her homemade socks, mask, and leotard uniform as she leaped into action. Hopping the buildings effortlessly, she managed to make it to the pier effortlessly. Thanks to her feline reflexes she had super sharp reflexes and agility, and the fitness to boot. And thanks to her leotard outfit, she had plenty of free movement. It didn't take long to find the warehouse that the Gooper had broken into, as one of the ceiling windows was busted wide open. Without a second thought, she jumped toward the building and dove right through the window, graciously landing on her two feline feet with a somersault.

The warehouse seemed intact with no visible signs of tampering. In fact, it wasn't until she looked down at her feet that she realized that there was no glass littering the floor. It was strange, the damage to the window seemed fresh, and it was almost as if it was cleaned up right before she got there. However, even if that wasn't the case, she wouldn't have been so careless as to land her feet on anything that would cause her harm or cut up her feet. Or so she thought. Just as she took a step forward, she felt something pull on her foot, looking down to see what looked like a wad of stretchy green gum sticking to the floor and the bottom of her foot. But her eyes would immediately dilate when she remembered who she was dealing with, realizing what exactly she had stepped in. It was NOT Bubblegum.
Before she could even gasp, the gum suddenly bloated outward, inflating like a balloon as it suddenly enveloped her entire foot. By the time she let out a shriek, the green blob had already enveloped half of her leg, creeping up her body like an amoeba. The poor hero tried clawing and batting at the slime, kicking and shaking at it while trying to pull herself away. But the goo would only stretch and pull her legs back to the floor, her claws would slip off of the smooth slippery surface, and would merely wobble and jiggle as she struggled, all while it continued to advance on her body. The strange goo made slimy bubbling sounds as it crept all over her body, its rounded bulbous surface shining in the warehouse flight as it crept down her other leg and upper chest. There was nothing she could do, Fein-line could only squeal as it finally enveloped her completely, encapsulating her from head to toe. 

But just as she gave one last fearful gasp, she found that she could still breathe, even with the jelly over her face. When she was fully enveloped, the blob's surface smoothed out around her, somewhat conforming to her figure and forming sleeves around her limbs and tail. From the outside, it looked as if she was a suit made of inflatable green rubber, as the surface of the goo gleamed in the warehouse lights like polished latex. Once the substance had smoothened out, Fein-line looked at her arms through the bulbous green slime, seeing that it had formed rounded mitts around her hands. Even though she could still move her fingers within the viscous goo, they were left useless within them. The Hero’s calls for help and annoyed groans were highly muffled, completely inaudible through the highly viscous goo, Simply wobbling and squeaking around her as she struggled to move within its confines, she couldn't even move her feet, keeping her anchored to the floor with the goo only stretching outa couple of inches before slapping her foot back to the ground.

The slime would even squeak as she rubbed her mitted hands against the surface, creaking like stretching rubber. No longer slimy and viscous, the goo had now solidified into a much more gummy substance, leaving her with no way to free herself. Fein-line struggled for the next 2 hours to no avail, leaving her panting and exhausted. But just as she was about to give up, the slime suddenly began falling off her body, liquefying into a more goopy texture and allowing her to shake off the remaining jelly until she could finally breathe the fresh but sterile air of the warehouse. With both her fur and leotard completely soaked in slime, she grumpy exited the warehouse and just walked her way home.

Meanwhile, the Gooper chuckled to himself, cooped up in his mobile base of operations hidden within an inconspicuous white plumber van. The green-skinned tech-savvy villain sat there with a smile on his face, rewatching footage of the sexy heroine struggling within his new “Anti-hero Jelly.” Happy with his handiwork, he sent the footage of the struggling cat superhero to some of his villain mutuals, offering them a price for his new bondage goo.