The next 3d printed hood Shan made was for a youth that had been bullying Shan’s students when they went out on school outings.

She was having enough problems with people swearing at the girls, and other abusive gestures; people hated the disruption foreign students caused, and just because all Shan’s were disabled didn’t mean that they got treated any different.

Shan knew, from snatches of overheard conversation, that the boy liked Lady Gaga, and collected everything to do with her. The outfit she picked, therefore, would be absolute hell for the boy, as it would turn him on as much as horrify him as to how helpless he was...

The hood was the contours of the boy’s head on the inside, with a penis shaped fitting to fill his mouth (and slots to glue his teeth into) and an exact copy of Lady Gaga’s head on the outside. Shan also had all the wigs, etc.ready.

That night, the boy was spotted, swearing at the girls as usual. Shan had had enough, so she and Stacey grabbed the boy, knocking him out and dragging him into the nearest toilet.

On the toilet floor, Shan quickly shaved off all the boy’s hair, facial and pubic. Using a new piece of kit that she was working on, Stacey also removed the boys genitalia, and fitted him with a perfect artificial vagina.

Shan and Stacey then fitted the ‘Gaga’ hood, gluing his teeth into the slots so his mouth was now permanently blocked shut. They smeared superglue all over his head, then quickly pulled on the hood and smoothed it down. The boy was now Gaga for the rest of ‘his’ life...

Shan and Stacey then spent the next few minutes fastening the boy into a copy of one of Gaga’s heavy bondage goth outfits, making sure all the fasteners were firmly locked and glued shut. The belt round the waist was firmly padlocked shut, and the collar round the neck gave the boy a tracheotomy as soon as it was fitted, to allow him to get liquids and liquid food.

A chain was run down from the collar; this was attached to a pair of handcuffs that were tightly fastened shut over a pair of opera gloves. The chain also ran through a d-ring on the belt.

Shan gave the boy a two foot chain between his ankles, this was also fastened to the chain coming down from the waist belt. The six-inch goth boots were tightly fastened shut... metal rings were through where the laces normally went, and these were welded closed. The metal bands round the top of the boots were also welded closed.

With a bit of work, people would probably be able to get the chains off, but that would be as far as they got. The rest of the outfit was permanent, and not coming off. Shan hadn’t quite finished, however...

Shan had seen pictures of Gaga in New York wearing a ‘face cage’ with a beautiful attached badge, chains and collar. She had made a copy, with her own special ‘twist’ on the design...

Putting the long hair blond wig on first, and locking it into place, Shan fitted the face cage.

The boy twitched, and started to wake. He had felt the heat of the face cage being welded shut even through the hood (which was fireproof).

Shan’s version of the cage turned it into a full helmet, as it had a layer of transparent latex between the ‘bars’. Now it was fully sealed shut, the boy would be permanently short of breath, as he would only be able to breathe through the hole in his collar.

He woke slowly, and sat up, with difficulty. He was having trouble doing anything because of the chains...

Where the hell was he? Last thing he remembered, he’d been down by the bus station. Oh yeah, some of those stupid girls had been there, and he’d been making fun of them...

He stopped with a jerk, as he saw his gloved hands. What the hell...

Looking down, he realised he was dressed as a goth. Instead of leather trousers, however, he was wearing a full length ‘maxi’ black leather skirt, and a see through dark blouse poking out of the top of what looked like a corset. There was also a very thick leather belt buckled shut tightly round his waist, and a padlock was swinging from it.

He tried to call for help, but his mouth wouldn’t open. Also, he could see something out of the corner of his eyes, something like...

No! It couldn’t be!

Looking further down, at his feet, he saw the goth high heeled boots, and the rings holding them shut. He also saw the chains for the first time...

He jerked upright, tried to get to the door, tripped over the chains and landed on the floor with a thump.

Moaning, he pulled himself upright again, and he managed to hobble slowly over to the mirror, already having trouble breathing...

The shock of seeing Lady Gaga staring back at him, chained up and in bondage, was too much for him. He fainted.  

It was dark, and the attendant coming to lock up the toilet for the night had found what she thought was a woman rough sleeping. It was only when she saw the chains and face cage that she called 999...