This story contains topics of transformation, you have been warned

Things had been heating up in Kathrine and Kev’s bedroom as of late. It had been a long time coming, Kev supposed, since Kathrine had know for quite a while about his elastic abilities but had done nothing with them. There had been the occasional crushed pelvic bone here or an entire face here, but instead of accentuating their love making it had only served to kill the moment, with Kathrine panicking at the sight of what she had done. It had taken her quite a while to get comfortable with his rubbery body.

As they grew closer things changed. They grew more experienced, more mature, but as a side effect things started to get stale, fast. He had wanted to do more, to be more aggressive, but it was hard to do since Kathrine would treat him as if he was as fragile as an overfilled balloon, when in reality he was as sturdy as a Stretch Armstrong figurine. This had only made things worse however, as neither of them were getting what they wanted in the end. Something had to change, and it ended up being Kathrine who made the first move.

The house had been dark that night when Kev woke from the couch. He must have dozed off at some point, but the moment he opened his eyes he knew something was off. He tried the lights, but nothing responded to the flicking of the switch. Kathrine was nowhere to be found, so with the light of his cellphone he made his way to the bedroom, assuming she had already had made her way there. The floor’s creaked under his step as his light danced across the hallway’s walls. The door to the bedroom was closed, so he opened the door slowly as to not to disturb it’s occupants. Empty. There was nobody to be found in the room. Kev had approached the bed to be sure when a bright light turned on behind him.

“What do we have here” a feminine voice called from behind him. Kev tried to turn to see who it was, momentarily distracted to understand the moment, but a bright flashlight nearly blinded him as he faced the voice. She shone it from him, obscuring her face but a black and blue officer uniform was visible beneath the bright light. Knee high boots, thick black gloves, and a revealing top showed that this was no ordinary cope but quickly Kev was knocked back onto the bed, stunned as the officer mounted him.

Click click click

Three resounding clicks, signalling a limb that Kev no longer had access to as he suddenly found himself locked to the banisters of the bed. But she struggled with the last. The cheep metal lock was binding but try as Kathrine might, Kev now recognized the woman as his wife, she was unable to lock the cuff. Kev could feel the frustration building in her as the lock resisted her will. It was growing too, he knew, from the deepening dents in his wrist where she still manually restrained him. Kev had almost tried to comfort her, to tell Kathrine to stop, but then it happened. With little patience to spare and her judgment clouded, Kathrine just tied his arm around the bedpost and continued on, satisfied it would hold.

This had been the first of many times Kathrine took advantage of Kev’s rubber skill set in the bedroom. Now Kathrine didn’t even bothered with the cuffs in the bed, preferring instead to tie her love up like a massive stretchy toy. Other times she would tie Kev’s arms around himself, leaving him a twitching mess depending on how far Kathrine went. Her latest trend however had been compressed air, much to Kev’s disdain.

The compressed air had strained him in a different manner. Blown up taunt like an overblown sex doll there was not a single fiber of his being that he could move as Kathrine played around. It didn’t help that the first few times she had filled her husband it had ended up with him bobbing up against the ceiling before she switched from helium tanks to an air compressor. Thought this sometimes was worse for Kev as Katrhine would go to bed with him, teasing his inflated junk for hours on end by accident.

Kathrine had been dropping hints all evening that she wanted more so Kev was mentally prepared for another evening as an inflated toy. He walked into the bedroom, expecting to see the large air compressor, but it was nowhere to be found.

“Hi sweetie” Kathrine called innocently from where she was lying on the bed sheets. She was dressed lightly, not in pyjamas nor lingerie, but a cream coloured top and some short shorts. His wife must have noticed the ogling as she started to wiggle her toes and stick out her tongue.

“Hey dear” Kev acknowledged as he crawled onto the bed to her. “What’s going on”

“Nothing” she said simply, before a smile crept onto her face. “Were you expecting something?”

“No, not at all” Kev lied, hoping he didn’t give anything away. His wife’s eyes were searching his, but she continued on regardless of what she was observing.

“Really?” Kathrine questioned “but I could have sworn you were looking for something.” She knew it, Kev thought, and just wanted her lover to say it.

“You win” Kev admitted as he tried to hold back his own smile. “I was looking for your little toy. It’s going to be one of those night’s right?”

“No” she commented innocently as the corners of her lips started to betray her. Kathrine tucked her lips in to keep them in check, her lips puckering in the process, even though Kev could see the mischief in here eyes. There was something else, that was for sure.

“But there is ‘something’, right”

“Well” Kathrine tried to pause for effect, but her eyes kept flicking to the edge of the bed. It didn’t take long for her patience to fail before she quickly went for what was hidden, her hand soon pulling back to reveal an industrial sized roll of plastic wrap. “I thought we could try something more traditional. Ever heard of mummification?”

“No, but I can guess” Kev responded as he joined his wife on the bed. He was surprised that Kathrine would suggest something that didn’t take advantage of his talents. Surprising, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t happy for the change. There was no need to communicate his agreement, as his wife knew him too well, so he rapidly shed his clothes instead. “So what do you want me to do?”

“That’s the best part. You don’t have to do anything, nor would I want you to. All I need from you mister is to stand next to the bed, unless you want me to make you?”

Kev knew what would happen if he tried to resist. It ends up that he was only slightly stronger than Kathrine, so even though he would have the upper hand at the start all it would take is a little stretch before he would be unable to resist. The two of them had discovered this one day when they had tried to play wrestle, which had left Kev knotted up and shoved into a pillow case for ‘accidentally’ giving his wife a wedgie.

Kev now stood stark naked in front of his wife, who took the moment to take him all in. She rose up, sliding off the bed, and approached. All the while she continued to carry the roll of plastic wrap.

“So, how are you feeling?” Kathrine asked as she dragged the edge of the roll down Kev’s side.

“Well, uh, a little cold actually” Kev responded honestly as a shiver crawled down his back. It was true that the room was a little cold, but they both knew what was causing the chill.

“Right, I did turn the heat down for this. I guess I can fix that” she gave a tug to the roll as she talked, pulling free the edge from the roll. Kev noted that she wasted little time getting started, which was a little odd since she was normally a little more playful. It made him wonder if she was nervous. Though there was little time to think these thoughts as Kev felt the plastic touch his leg.

The initial touch of plastic was cold to his skin, colder than the already nippy air temperature. His wife slowly started to wrap the plastic around him, each loop getting tighter and tighter as his cocoon started to form. Soon he was covered up to his waist, his legs snugly forced together. But Kathrine didn’t take a break as she passed over his junk. That worried Kev a surprising amount. Usually she couldn’t help playing with him a bit. He wanted to ask his lover what was wrong but she was just so focused and excited that he didn’t have the heart to stop her.

Kathrine continued to weave the cocoon of plastic up Kev’s body, which now Kev’s shoulders covered. But there was no stopping for Kathrine, as she continued to wrap the plastic around his face. His nose was squashed flat with the passage of the film and a smell of the static charged plastic assaulted his nostrils. Only now did she stop, taking a moment to poke a hole for Kev’s mouth.

“Uphf” Kev tried to talk, but even though he could still breath his wife had wrapped him so tight that he couldn’t move his jaw properly anymore.

“Say something?” she asked with almost mockery in her voice. Kathrine leaned in, her hands resting against Kev’s chest. “Could you say that again?”

“Yphf HHH” Kev tried to speak again, but he was interrupted suddenly as his wife placed two hands against his chest and gave a solid push. Helplessly he fell back, unable to resist as he flopped onto the bed. His legs flicked up, as his knees failed to bend, leaving his feet to dangle helplessly off the bed.

“Oops” Kev heard from the outside of his now blurry vision. He could see shapes flutter around around the sides of his vision, but he couldn’t make the out through the opaque film. He could hear his wife grunting, followed by the sound of squeaking wheels. Whatever she was trying to do he couldn't tell, but Kev was certain Kathrine wasn’t finished with him. Suddenly the bed buckled, sending Kev flopping as something crashed onto the matress.

As Kev settled back down there was now a hand on his chest as his wife’s voice came from above.

“Kev, I want you to guess something?” Kathrine asked, a giddiness edging the her voice. There was a trick, something else to all of this after all. He didn’t quite mind, but why had Kathrine tricked him in such a way instead of just telling him. His wife must have thought he wouldn’t agree to whatever her plan was, which was bizarre since he was a really open minded guy.

Pfft

A blast of air fired over Kev’s plastic wrapped face.

At least it’s only that Kev thought as he recognized the sound. It was one that his wife could not resist making at least once with her favourite toy in the bedroom. That’s what the sound must have been, Kathrine dragging her air compressor out from probably the closet. He knew what was coming next so he took what would prob ably be his final breath of clean air. One was all he was allowed, as Kathrine jammed the custom metal nozzle through the hole in the plastic before giving it a light tug, which caused the two lips of the custom nozzle to clamp around his rubbery lips.

“I hope you guessed right, not that there are any points for being correct” She commented with what Kev knew was a smile. “By the way” she added, leaning closer to whisper “I saw this online and thought it would be fun.” It was an odd statement, one which Kev didn’t really know how to process nor would he have the time to as a foul air suddenly snaked down his throat. It blasted into his lungs, filling them completely before leaking out for other into the rest of his abdomen. But that cavity quickly filled as well so the air travelled deeper into the mans body till every inch of his skin was taunt from the foreign air. With nowhere left to go the pressure began to mount, pressing against his taunt skin and stretching him helplessly outwards.

It had become a familiar feeling for Kev, but he knew it wasn’t going to end the same this time. He was already restricted by the plastic, and there would be little room for the growing pressure to go. What little room there was in the plastic cocoon was quickly filled with his bulging form. His skin started to push into his plastic prison, forced flat by the highly pressurized air till he was basically plastered against the plastic wrap. Kev lost feeling in his arms and legs as they were basically crushed flat, making him look like some sort of cartoon hot dog, complete with casing.

Kathrine didn’t stop however, by forgetfulness or by intent Kev didn’t know, but soon the building pressure demanded more space. The plastic wrap began to creak and crackle at his growing girth.

Pop Pop

The sound scared Kev, as if he had suddenly reached his limit, but it was only the sound of the plastic failing around him as it started to fall to pieces. It was only now that his wife finally decided her lover was full and clicked the air compressor off. The growing pressure within Kev finally relented but did not abate with the closing of the device, a sign that the flow back valve was working as intended, which Kev hoped would happen one of these days.

“Oh” Kev heard his wife mutter as her hand drew down his side. Her fingers teased his taunt form, but Kathrine was more interested in the wrapping plastic than her husband as she slowly peeled the damaged wrapping off. It was a strange sensation as his body bulged out slightly from being unwrapped, however his body retained the shape of his plastic prison. Now he was just a sausage like balloon, just sitting there on the bed sheets. Not that Kev minded it.

Kathrine, next went to work on pulling out the nozzle from her lovers mouth, something Kev was not too excited for. Even though he was filled up like a giant sausage, the feeling of having ones lips pulled and stretched, wrapped around on themselves was not something he wanted to go through. But Kathrine didn’t know as she pinched Kev’s lips while she pulled out the valve, then she stretched and pulled, wrapping her lovers lips around her fingers before twisting them into a knot and letting the slap back with a satisfying thud.

Now Kev’s transformation was complete. He was bloated into a sausage like form, nearly two feet wide and seven feet long. His wife’s handiwork had left him flat and hollow, with his entire body now compressed as thin as paper serving only to contain the built up pressure within him. Helplessly he sat there, his crushed and flattened body unresponsive to his own commands. It was all so new for Kev, so different. He had never been able to do something like this on his own in the past, but now his wife had pushed the boundary of what was possible. Was that why she had been so secretive about all this.

“Would you look at that” Kathrine commented as she crawled back. Kev struggled to follow the movement as he was position to stare up at the ceiling, but he was able to make out as she got off the bed, the be springs lightly creaking. “I’m sorry about that Kev, I just couldn’t help myself” she commented as her voice sounded further away. “But I didn’t want you to say no since I really wanted to try this. I know that sounds somewhat selfish but if you have a problem with that I’ll give you the change to do whatever you want. Deal?” her voice had returned as she hopped onto the bed and came back into view.

Her clothes had changed. Kev noted, but not in the way he had expected. Gone was her lounge ware, now replaced fully with soft pyjamas. The sight left Kev a little sexually confused, as he had been expecting this to turn into something a bit different. He didn’t get time to ponder this as Kathrine proceeded to climb under the sheets, taking her new toy with her. Soon, under the sheets, she wrapped her legs around her inflated lover, bulging him a little from the added weight.

“Sorry dear, but it’s getting a little late, I’ll explain the rest in the morning, night dear!” Kathrine simply stated and with that she clicked off the light, plunging the room into darkness and leaving the two of them to sleep. Or at least on of them. Kev was left staring at the ceiling, his body asking for relief from a need still not met. Every fidget and twitch from his wife did not help in the matter, as the vibrations travelled through his taunt form and teased at his nether. It was going to be a long night.