A Sticky Start

1-1: A Sticky Start
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Referenced Characters:	Noelle Jade
‍	Avery
Focussed Kinks:	Glue
Involved Corporations:	Avery's Adhesives

Notes

This story is still a work in progress and is not yet finished!

Story

As Noelle wandered through the strange facility, she could feel nothing but excitement. Her friends had always told her about sneaking through abandoned buildings. To come across a huge factory like this, it must have been down to her self-proclaimed God Level Luck. She had always been unusually lucky, from winning almost all of the smaller contests she had ever entered to managing to snag the best deals when shopping, luck was always there to help her out. Today, however, Little did she know that today was the turning point.

The building was worn and dilapidated, and rumours swirling of this specific factory being condemned. Planning in place for demolition, leaving only a few months left before the grounds would be heaving with workers seeking to bring a swift end to a once brilliant facility. Local news had reported on the plans, and that's how Noelle had found out about it. Her roommate advised against visiting the place but who was she to tell Noelle what to do? Noelle needed to explore, something called out to her, Noelle would even claim that this was what she was put on this planet to do. The sign outside of the factory should have tipped her off that entry may not be a good idea. Why would one read though? Noelle knew that she had to rush in and start exploring, and as she reached what looked like a control room she decided to mess around with buttons. Machines in the distance whirred to life, no indication however as to which ones as labels on the buttons had become pretty worn after the facility was abandoned. All Noelle knew was that her experience here was just getting started.

As the machines hummed from distant rooms, Noelle decided she was going to follow the yellow arrows on the floor. There appeared to be multiple colours of arrows on the floor but Noelle had chosen yellow, and would not change her decision. Along her way she found her way into what used to be the server rooms for this place, taking out the cyberdeck she had built herself and connecting to the back of what appeared to be the primary server. She spent very little time passing through the management portal, where she got to learn about the company and what it did. This factory had been used to make industrial-grade adhesives, and as such was shut down after a batch had gone wrong. Said batch melted through the machinery used to mix it, killing several workers in the process, the company preferred to shut down the factory and use their knowledge for other endeavours after the incident.

Following a brief look around the filesystems, she chose to continue moving through the building. She had seen that the big incident that shut the place down had occurred in the direction of the yellow arrows, and as she continued on this path she could hear machines hissing and whirring, she was heading in the right direction if she wanted to see the machinery used by such a facility. Suddenly as she tries to lift her left leg to continue walking it barely moves, without thinking she instantly tries harder to pull on her leg, to see if she can get it to move. It struck her as she gave more than a single moment to think about it, this was the sector in which the accident had happened. She finally broke her trip's silence. "Shit! If this is what I think it is, how dangerous will it be to stay here-." She looked around, seeing a large plane of thick, sticky-looking glue.

What she hadn't realised is that in the 20 years or so since the accident, the dangerous chemicals had settled and become inert, no longer carrying a threat. As she struggled, the sounds of distant machinery faded, as if being turned off. This absolutely should have alerted her to the fact that she was no longer alone but between the fear of the chemicals and the stick of the glue, it's safe to say she felt like she had much more pressing matters. Such as the fact that she currently had her shoes trapped in glue with enough adhesion to bind bricks. “God fucking damn, I should have gone the other way. Well, at least my cyberdeck is full of juicy sexy data! ” She grinned, not knowing the true cost of that data.

The poor catgirl would spend the next few moments pulling at her left leg, hoping to use the right for leverage. “God, if I could slip my feet out of these shoes I might be able to step backwards out of this pool.” she would mull this thought over as she leaned to the ground, preparing to undo the laces on her shoes. “Thank god I have more than one pair! Always be prepared for whenever your clothing might get damaged!” The factory was silent, almost mocking her for such dry attempts at humour. Wait, silent? Where was the noise of the machines that she had turned on? Well, there wasn’t time for such frivolous thoughts at this moment, what was more important was getting free. As she removed her left foot from the shoe, she hurriedly looked around. “What was that noise? Is.. Is someone there?” Almost as if to answer her question she felt a shove on her lower back, nothing rude just enough to knock her off balance, sending her tumbling face-first into the sticky substance that coated the floor.

As she fell, a soft wet thud, the panic set in. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! W- Who is there? Why would you push me into such a dangerous chemical!!” As Noelle screamed, terrified, she would try and look around. However, her head was stuck fast to the ground. Suddenly, Noelle would shiver, as she felt someone pressing at the base of her tail, she would struggle against the glue binding her to the floor. "Oh, what a pathetic girl, getting herself stuck in such a dangerous situation. Didn't you know that soon this place will be torn down? Well I wouldnt like to be you when the people show up" Noelle struggled all the more, finding that the glue was strong enough to fully immobilize her, sealing her fate. As this mysterious voice pulled their fingers up Noelles back, she realised that this trip may have been a mistake."Now what is a rodent like yourself doing down here? Are you trying to make enemies? That can be arranged for a worthless animal such as yourself." This got to Noelle, who was this freak to call her an animal? All she was there to do was research. More struggling ensued against the glue-coated floor. Just as the mysterious person got to where Noelle would be able to see, a strange block of wood was placed into the glue before her eyes. This would thoroughly block her vision.