Mary reaches down and pulls Michelle's deflated tiger tail out of her sex. She is about to pull out her own tail, when suddenly she realizes its thickness and tight insertion is alone keeping an airtight seal and preventing the air from Michelle's body from escaping.
She looks at the empty and lifeless rubber body of Michelle on the floor, as if merely a shed skin.
What if her true essence was in the air she was filled with, now currently trapped in her swollen vagina and womb?