Non-Newtonian liquids always seemed like a fun thing to get messy in. Naturally I needed to try the not really a solid or a liquid material out by filling a small pool with it. Pools mean swimsuits so I put on my favorite one piece before getting in. I tested it out by sinking my hands into it, slapping it, and feeling how the goo changed consistency before cautiously putting my feet into it. As I lowered myself down I could feel that my legs were already stuck in place. In the back of my mind I knew I had to move slowly or it would hold me securely in place, but I'm not a patient person. Not able to go the the mess I brought it to me. Grabbing handfuls of it and pouring it over my boobs and inside of my suit. I piled it up and felt it melt over my skin. When I was able to free myself I lied down into the mess and coated myself in it before playing with myself. All the movement got me stuck in the process. This cornstarch was acting like my bondage, holding me down in place as I squirmed helpless to escape.