This story picks up shortly after the end of my Day 13 story. Read that one for context (link in the decription below).

Cherry groaned in pain and embarrassment as she was forced to waddle on knees and elbows across the rough pavement. Still trapped within the sticky confines of the magical latex, the redhead was at least no longer pressed sensually against her roommate Billie, as the two girls had been left for what felt like days. And in this case, what had actually been days, as their cruel captor Veruca had joyfully kept them wrapped up for the weekend. The cold blonde had broken out various toys to tease and torment Cherry and Billie, working the two girls into a prolonged state of agonizingly unrelieved arousal.

It hadn’t helped Cherry’s situation that she was still under the effects of her own backfired ‘bimbo’ enchantment, leaving her easily turned on and excessively ditzy and slutty.

Now, for a very special Monday morning, Veruca has reshaped the magical latex into two separate suits for Cherry and Billie. The restrictive material forced their limbs into a sharp bend, leaving the two girls to balance uncomfortably on their knees and elbows as they trodded along behind the nearly prancing Veruca. A thick leather leash around their necks forced them to try and match Veruca’s pace, which was quite difficult when forced to walk like a dog. Especially a blind dog, as the latex’s hood completely covered the girl’s eyes and ears in blinding and deafening isolation. In fact, the only parts of the girls’ bodies not inside the latex cocoon were the girl’s breasts, which hung naked beneath them, and their hair, pulled through gaps at the back of the latex hoods: Cherry’s short and shiny red and Billie’s long and unruly brown.

The worst part, though, was not the sensory deprivation or the degrading and painful method by which they were forced to traverse the sidewalk. No, the worst part was the solid latex dildos that penetrated into the two girls. Two per girl, the latex invaded into them and then writhed and buzzed with magical animation. Even gagged, the two girls’ moans were easily audible for whoever might be nearby. And really, anyone could be nearby right now, and the two girls would have no idea due to the hoods.

In fact, the only time the girls were aware of anyone’s presence beside Veruca’s was when hand would reach down and grope their vulnerable bodies. The exposed breasts seemed to be the popular favorite, although there were plenty of spanks across their latex-coated asses.

Cherry groaned again, aware how close the dildos had brought her to orgasm. Not that the magic would allow that to happen; Veruca had taken great glee in explaining beforehand how the enchantment would edge them to the verge of climax, but never let them actually finish.

Cherry wasn’t sure how much more her bimbofied mind could take the arousal without cracking…