A doorbell interrupted the two lovebirds, making kyra jump, causing Snoettel to be flung to the side, swinging back and forth with angry muffled grunts.

Kyra completely forgot that Snoettel mentioned his buddy Moire coming over for the night, having tea during the day and a movie evening.

Kyra let herself down her thread and stretched her arms thinking for a moment how to deal with the situation.

“Mmmffh mgnh…” Snoettel mumbled, throwing her an accusatory look.

“Sorryyyy, I completely forgot!” Kyra exclaimed pleadingly.
“I wanted to cuddle so much more with you”

She snapped her fingers “You look way too hot like that, handsome, helpless and all. I want to keep you like that…I got an idea”
Making Snoettel raise one eyebrow, as he adjusted himself in his tight wrappings.


Something wasn't quite right with Kyras sudden surge of confidence but then it slowly dawned on him.

“Mmhh?!”

“Shush now sweetie, I see this as another way to get better at catching you~”

Snoettel shook around, squirming, heaving his shoulders back and forth to loosen the webs but they didn't budge one bit.

“You know, I'm really starting to like having my man cocooned, ready to be used whenever I want to”

She gave Snoettel a gentle push, making him slightly swing around in his bindings and with a wink at him, she left for the hallway.

“I'll be back soon for you, cutie~”

Snoettel gave in as there was no way of stopping what's to come.

A surprised yell in the hallway and the sound of someone falling over, followed by the approaching footsteps of his zird confirmed Snoettels fears.

Kyra stepped back into the room with a knocked out Moire on her shoulders, twitching his toes.

"Despite all your prowess, you dragons are awfully easy to catch”
Kyra said with a look of concern in her face which Snoettel answered with a sigh and a roll of his eyes, shrugging his shoulders.

“I think the two of you won't mind too much if I keep the both of you wrapped up for the day, don't you?”

Snoettel let out a mumbling “Mmfh” clearly knowing better that she wouldn't take a “no” for an answer.

Moire however was barely able to voice his thoughts on any of this as he let out a weak moan.

“I may have injected a little too much venom into this poor boy” Kyra explained, getting the limp dragon out of his hoodie and opening Moire's maw to fill it up with her latex webbing. A good amount of his mouth filled, she then pressed it shutand wrapped her webs around his muzzle and around his head to gag the dragon.

She went over Moire in quick and thorough motions cocooning the red dragon in a tight mesh of her black rubbery webs that stretched over Moures chest and squeezed his arms into the cocoon that was wrapped in.

She pulled Moire's wrists up behind his back as she wrapped them up in a similar manner as she did with Snoettel and made sure to leave no spot of him uncovered.

Moire dizzily looked down his body only to have his eyes widen in shock as he realized that he was getting wrapped up and was almost cocooned down to hips already.

He weakly tried to kick his legs only to be met by Kyra laughing off his struggles as she mercilessly continued to bind the dragon into a incredibly tight cocoon of latex webs.

Snoettel had no choice but to watch his girlfriend rendeing his friend into a tight packaged dragon unable to escape her grasp more and more with each passing second.
It was fascinating, seeing the zird being so efficient with her new tools.

Kyra wasted no time to encase Moire's rear, squeezing his legs together and encasing them in the column of stretched out latex that unforgivingly kept Moire bound without any chance of freedom.

Kyra pulled up his legs for the last finishing touches, winding the sheets of latex webs around Moire's calves and at the end feet, completing his wrapping.

He squirmed in Kyras arms as she lifted him up and walked through the room as if he was weighing nothing.
His bonds encased the dragon in a stretchy mesh of rubbery webs that weren't budging one bit as he pleaded for release.

The sight was almost adorable, seeing Moire being rendered so helpless.
Deservedly so as Snoettel thought to himself remembering Moire's shenanigans a year ago where he was just as thorough with tying up Snoettel.

“M-mmmhh ghhnng!”
Moire stammered and yelped as he was placed in the remains of some latex threads that hung in the corner of Snoettel and Kyras living room.

The zird made sure to secure the tightly packed dragon in her web as she tethered Moire into the threads that hung from the ceiling.

She pulled his legs straight down and attached more latex to Moires legs that she pulled down and anchored to the floor, effectively fixating Moire suspended in the air, bouncing back and forth from his weak struggles in his tight cocoon that brelay gave any room for him to squirm in the tight bindings.

Kyra snickered, “Doesn't he look cute like this?”
She asked, looking at Snoettel who nodded in response, smirking through his web gag.

The zirds web didn't give away and held him in place as he quirmed more and more when Kyra attached some more threads to his body to keep him there.

“I'll be keeping you boys tight like this for some time. It would be a waste to et rid of all the webbing so soon, besides… it will dissolve on its own after a days or so”

“Mmmpfhh!”
Moire thrashed around bending and kicking but his cocoon stretched and snapped back into place, reminding him of how utterly helpless he was.

Snoettel had his complaints as well that he voiced out with some muffled mumbling, seeming far more calmer about the situation though.

Kyra stepped away from more and walked over to her boyfriend, pulling Snoettels head towards her and giving him a kiss on his gagged lips.

“Movies night will be a blast, don't you guys think?~” She teased

Snoettel gave out a moan from the zirds gentle kiss and her caressing his chest.

Moire could do nothing but throw her a concerned look as he desperately tried to squirm his way out of his cocoon, causing the threads to strain over his chest and stretching his arms out just for them to be pulled back in place by the strength of the latex webs, making him realize how helpless he truly was.

He couldn’t plead for mercy and be freed either as he was only able to whimper through his muzzle gagged snout.
“MMppff…” He let out a long and whimpering groan as he hung there, weakly squirming, wrapped up, cocooned and gagged, unimaginably helpless to free himself from his bindings and squirming for her amusal.

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A little thanks artwork for Moire for this amazing and tight piece

Artwork by the ferocious and dashing zird Kyra who's on a spree, capturing dragons
Her prey is me and