Original Description:
“Mm-mmuh, I- haah, hope thisss- this set of Vinyl’s finishes-ooohhh… mmph, s-soon…”
When you’re stuck in the middle of a big swollen pooltoy, any vibrations or sounds form outside do have a tendency to transfer through the vinyl and bounce off of you in some quite teasing ways. When you’re stuck in the middle of a big swollen pooltoy that’s likewise suspended between two massive speakers at a club, especially with the bass line being right there bouncing off the wall behind them… it’s understandable that’s it’s quite the teasing spot~ And that’s even before getting to the cushy walls starting to really squeeze in, as that little tank’s been quietly hissing a trickle of that dense gas in all night~