LeetCo: Enter the Spooder (FtH, tf, drider, futa on female, ovi)

She refreshed the page impatiently watching the clock in the corner of the screen count down to the hour when the drop would happen. Her relationship with LeetCo had changed after she'd found them online, as a repeat customer they'd given her access to special collections that they didn't ordinarily sell to the public. Where the toys she'd bought before had been quite good, these had been full on lewd in their own right. She'd put a toe in those waters with a pair of 'Corruptive Latex Tentacle Panties with Vibrating Plugs'. After she'd put them on she'd barely taken them off.

It had taken her a few days to understand how to control the panties, but once she figured it out they had become her go-to underwear. She could feel full and slightly horny all the time while controlling her arousal to a razor edge margin. When she finally read the directions she gasped in understanding. The 'Corruptive' wasn't some idle marketing term, it was the critical bit. Without that the toy didn't work, the tentacles didn't tease, the arousal couldn't be controlled, and she would be left back at square one with garbage toys that weren't all that fun. From that point on she'd latched onto the tail of the corruptive tiger. Carefully picking toys that suited her needs and purposely selecting ones with the most of the stuff in them.

A chance email from the company awhile back had caught her by surprise. She'd been invited to come to the factory to participate in product development. She wasn't naive to the fact that LeetCo wasn't exactly a normal company, and she'd done plenty of research beforehand. Not that it mattered; while the company definitely had offices and warehouses throughout the world the factory seemed to be... missing. Her sources had told her that trucks showed up with product, but nobody asked where it came from. The company had a perfect tax record too, never taking common tax dodges. So much so they'd been audited fairly regularly. To call their public appearance straight laced was the understatement of the century.

So she'd accepted the invitation. She wanted to see where her toys were made to get in on the action. While it definitely wasn't her first clue, the corruptive was, the Non-Disclosure Agreement contract paperwork definitely cemented that LeetCo was well... not exactly of this world. So after signing a contract that forbade her from communicating secrets unless she was being tortured or otherwise coerced and valid in all dimensions and timelines, she'd waited for directions.

To her grand surprise she'd been directed to a small location in an industrial park not five kilometers from her home. Her previous research had indicated it was an R&D center, so this wasn't a huge surprise. But she didn't think it was so close to her. She did feel a bit disappointed though, she'd wanted to see the actual factory. She'd pulled up into the rather private lot after having her identity checked at the gate.

Kate hit refresh again, the page refreshed the product lineup completely changed from a moment before. A small popup come up in the corner of her screen. She almost clicked away before catching herself. She read it carefully; the product she'd contributed to was now available to select customers if she wanted to purchase one. Kate clicked on it without hesitation.

She walked in the doors, looking around in curiosity. Her eyes playing over what looked rather ordinary for a company so extraordinary. A voice called out her name: "Kate Islingdon?", she turned to face a perky receptionist wearing a ton of the best corruptive latex fetish and bondage gear she'd ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on.

"Yes that's me" she'd confirmed, her eyes scanning over the receptionist who just winked lewdly in return with a smile.

"If I can see your ID we can get you badged, and I'll have your guide right up!" the perky receptionist requested. She turned over her Driver's L

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