Pooltoy creature that lies in amongst regular pooltoys waiting for you to find it and stroke it's soft vinyl, become enamoured with how nice it feels to ride on, to snuggle up to; luring you in until you're cuddled up so close lost in love ..... And then it's vinyl starts to cling, enveloping your limbs, pulling you in. It feels too good to resist, you barely recognise what's happening; it's skin contact venom already coursing your veins and keeping you in a state of bliss, your eyes heavy lidded and smile silly as more and more of you is engulfed.
Soon you're fully inside, your head inside the cavity of its head, your limbs inside it's limbs; but there's no space in here not air, this is some form of mimic. Instead it's filled inside, vinyl flesh, all squeezing tight against you like a hug. It feels slimy at times like some sort of ooze, but it smells like plastic, feels like plastic.... You squirm, the pooltoy moves with you; your movements are it's, each squeak it makes is yours. Soon the line between you and it starts to blur. It squeezes more, engulfs more, swallowing you up inside itself even now as you squirm in bliss; you've started to feel like this is you, your plastic, your body, you are it and it is you....
Eventually you become one, the you that entered this room has gone now; you're simply a pooltoy creature sitting calmly in a room full of decoys, waiting patiently and hungrily for someone to come over and touch you so you may drag them inside and feed once again.....