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Its time to get ready for another night of fighting crime in the city as i start out nude and slide on 2 pair of very thick black tights over one another and then slip on my shiny black long sleeve high neck unitard. Since i'm running a tad early for the nights villain fighting, i decide to take a quick XXXX on the lazy-boy recliner. That was a very bad idea as I wake up very tightly cocooned in clear plastic wrap to a post in my lair. I don't know who did it or how I didn't wake up but here I am very stuck to the beam with 2 heaters blowing heat on me full force making the plastic shrink by the minute. I struggle and talk to myself as I am not gagged. I test the binds, I writhe in the binds, to only find out the more I struggle the harder it is to breathe. I must be careful to not pass out from the heat and tension of the plastic mummification. I know I must escape this peril or else the city will not have a crime fighter and innocent peoples lives will be in duress. I slowly but tirelessly work on moving and struggling in the plastic as it eventually does loosen slightly the more I struggle and sweat. I soon am able to get my arms free but the plastic around my waist is too much to rip and i am able to reach for a long sharp nail that I use to cut the rest of my very sweaty and wet self out. I will get my revenge, i just have to find my mask and my boots and I will find the villain who did this to me. I know I will...or will he find me again when i don't expect it? Stay tuned for the continuation of the Peril of Fantom Fayth.