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RichardThrown said the following:
I investigate the other victims especially the ones that have been fully enclosed in the latex.
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lonelyzentai said the following:
-CONTINUE-
I stepped off the bed and immediately stumbled back on to it. My feet... didn't work as I'd expected. Something was stuck...
I gingerly laid my foot on the ground. More accurately, the ball of my foot. The suit's sock seemed... rigid. My feet were locked in position, the suit supporting it in some sort of heel.
...then I remembered my choice of footwear.
And as if that wasn't enough, off to the side, placed next to my neatly folded clothes, were my boots, in all their heeled, mocking glory.
I stood; it wasn't difficult to balance once you knew it was there. It was like walking... no... it was like slinking around on tiptoes... and something about that felt sexy... but maybe that was just the suit talking.
I made my way to the door and stepped out.
There seemed to be only two rooms - the other was immediately across the hall from mine, and its door was closed. To the left, a window with its curtain's drawn blocked out the rising sun. The right end of the hall spilled out into a large open workshop. The walls were lined with mattresses, curtains crudely drawn across to give each bed some modicum of privacy.
I stepped out into the room, wondering what I'd done to deserve my own bedroom... or perhaps it was only a temporary thing?
Mel was hunched over an electron microscope, dripping various liquids from a syringe into the petri-dish she was observing. While her presence dominated the center of the room, her equipment and mess was strewn all across it - papers with angry scribbles lay crumpled between desks... one cluttered with flasks, another cluttered with various cutting implements... yet another cluttered with syringes and needles. Despite the mess, they all had one thing in common - latex. Each desk had a few articles of latex clothing, presumably the same type I'd managed to stumble into.
The mess was one thing - something incredibly minor next to the most pressing thing about this room: The moans.
I couldn't shut it out - it was all I could hear. It was like somebody simultaneously played fifty different pornos on a computer hooked up into the most comprehensive surround sound system you couldn't even imagine. Pants, groans, even yelps and squeaks...
The more it went on, the more I felt my attention returning to the throbbing between my legs... The more I realized... these women had done this to themselves... just like I had.... trapped in ecstasy... forever... all their own doing...
No!
I shook my head, forcing my hand away from my crotch.
But I couldn't get my mind off it... I grabbed at the latex around my neck, tugging at it my collar. It was my singular respite from the crushing tightness of the latex - the only thing that allowed my body access to the outside world. It was my only way out.
...what if it was gone?
Would I still be human? Would I still exist? There would be no escape from the tight rubber - no sense of normalcy.
Nothing but pleasure...
...
...snap out of it.
Well... I could just peek, right?
I glanced at Mel and doubted she'd be interested in directing me on my little quest.
I guess I'll just explore on my own.
I chose a curtain completely at random and opened it a tiny crack. I was greeted by desperate panting - a blonde in black from the neck down. Her eyes were white, rolled back in their sockets; her breasts bounced as her body recoiled rhythmically. Her legs were apart, and I stared transfixed at the girl's latex-ined pussy. I watched as the latex stretched open, almost instantly hollowing her out from the inside. Less than a second later, it collapsed, her pussy clamping tightly around the latex sheath inside her. This repeated uncomfortably quickly... I could only imagine...
I stepped away. I made to cross the room, to the other side, but the sound of a strong vibration caught my attention.
I pulled apart the curtains that hid the noise and found a girl completely silent. She was covered from neck to toe in black latex, writhing around noiselessly on the ground, her hands grabbing uselessly at the tight latex between her legs. There was something strange about it - my eyes seemed to refuse to come into focus on the girl's crotch - it just seemed ... fuzzy.
Then I realized - I could see the suit's vibrations. It made a high-pitched whine, as it oscillated between the girl's legs. I'd never seen anything so intense. I couldn't even imagine...
"What are you doing?"
I jumped. Mel was behind me.
-WHAT DO YOU DO?-
Another open ended choice for you.
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RichardThrown said the following:
I respond explaining I'm curious to see what's gonna happen to me and how the other victims are coping with this problem.
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lonelyzentai said the following:
-CONTINUE-
"I... ah... I was just curious."
Mel didn't say anything. I couldn't read her face.
"I mean... I wanted to know what I was in for... and how others are dealing with it..."
"This is Hitachi girl," Mel didn't seem to acknowledge what I said, but I took her exposition as her way of allowing me to proceed.
"Unfortunately... or well, fortunately, for her, depending on how she sees it... the suit is responding to its own movements... The vibrations are intense to the point that the suit doesn't seem to recognize that its doing it... that means that it takes it as external stimuli and attempts to replicate it."
I could feel my stomach turn. "So... that means that it..."
"Yeah... it's stuck in a cycle. It just keeps feeding itself and getting stronger."
I looked at the girl. I could see her mouth locked in a gaping 'O', the latex stretched tightly across her open jaw. I could hear her panting but she remained otherwise silent. Her head was thrown backwards, straining against the latex that coated her, and her hips were gyrating, suspended in the air, held up by her tensed back and legs. Her arms clamored at the suit, her fingers sliding uselessly across the vibrating surface of the latex in some attempt to peel it off her skin...
I turned to look at Mel, but she'd already stepped out. I pulled the curtain and - HAaaaa....
I grabbed instinctively at the poles holding up the dividers... was my time up?
"Ah!" A pinch.
Mel turned around and glanced at her watch, which had just started beeping loudly. She moved towards me, a look of concern on her face.
"Here, let me help you to your room."
Another phantom finger... I could feel it this time. It grew stronger as it made its way across my lips... as if it was purging my system of the drug. The intruder between my legs churned in annoyance, writhing inside me. I grabbed my breasts involuntarily, a shocked response to the kneading and tickling of my nipples... There was nothing sudden about what I felt. It was like it had always been there. I'd always known it was there, but it was like someone suddenly turned the volume up from 2 to 8, and was slowly cranking it back up to 10... and I'd only ever known a 5.
I barely registered that Mel was half-carrying me across the room, but I'd figured we were moving. Except we never made it to the bedroom. She stopped just short of the corridor and drew open a curtain, laying me down on a mattress inside. There was a brief swish, and then I was alone.
I grit my teeth, refusing to give in to the suit. I'm not one of... them... one of those mindless... OooooOOhhhhh... NO.
How could she leave me here? I'm... I'm different.. I can still... AaaAAHhhh...
"AAAannnhhhhh..."
I grabbed my mouth - did I just moan out loud?
I had to get up. Get... ah... get... get out...
...right?
"Haa~"
Oh my god, am I enjoying this?
-WHAT DO YOU DO?-
1: Yes. Enjoy it. [THIS ENDS THE STORY AFTER THE NEXT CHAPTER]
2: No. Attempt to fight it.
3: Something else completely different?
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RichardThrown said the following:
I'm really sorry I thought i responded a lot earlier. Option 3 attempt to find latex hood and somehow sneak it onto Mel's head. Just kidding option 1 for me.
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lonelyzentai said the following:
-CONTINUE-
"Ummmphhh.... Fuck... ha... AH!"
My eyes glazed over... where was I again?
AH...
Oh my god... I grit my teeth, struggling to cling on to reality. A surge of pleasure washed across me, tightening my muscles from my toes up and squeezing a gasp out from between my lips.
I unclenched my eyes and tried to get a hold of myself. My latex gloved hand reaching out in front of me, black fingers wrapped around a pole... some sort of medical apparatus.
No...
I... this feels...
I pulled the curtain aside - a monumental task for a brain undergoing such intense stimulation.
There she was. Hunched over her table.
I couldn't believe it.
How could she?
She'd already forgotten me...
I just...
I just...
I stumbled out of the partition, my legs wobbling almost in time with the movements of the suit between my legs. Another moan.
"H-hey, are you okay?"
Mel? I... AH.
Got to... I pushed my hips backward, willing the suit to loosen off of my clit, for the intruder to slip out... but it was no use. I steeled myself and turned away from her. Toward the room. MY room.
"Where are you going?"
UNH!
A jolt of electricity. Hands grabbing at my arms. Pleasure.
Mel was helping me into the room... Just as well. I probably couldn't make it back out to her anyway.
I almost fell crossing the doorway. My body was engulfed in ecstasy. Oh Mel... If only you knew... If only you knew how fucking good this feels.
Then you would never care to fix it...
My heart fluttered...
No one would be left to save us...
No.
No one would be left to stop us.
I bent over and plunged my hand into the laundry basket. The sensations of rubber against rubber sent jolts of cold lightning across my skin, its squeaking translating to vibrations that ran up my arm. I closed my hands around something and yanked it out...
A hood.
I turned to Mel, who was now watching me intently, a concerned look on her face.
I looked at the latex in my hands - it was flawless. seamless. Perfect. No zipper. Just a singular hole around the neck. I held it up against my head...
...it was so small. Would it even fit?
I locked eyes with Mel.
"What are you doing?"
Oh Mel... Soon you will know... soon... the crushing tightness of the latex... the unrelenting shrinking... oh... the pleasure. Latex wrapping your body tightly, squeezing your head. Sealing you away from the world yet not restricting your mobility.
It would feel... so good...
Then why should she get to have it?
I looked down at the hood in my hands. Its opening stared back at me...
I- Haaa...
My body convulsed in another wave of orgasmic pleasure.
Why should Mel have it?
"Hey... don't do this."
I looked at her. She was backing away.
Oh silly girl. You seem so smart and yet you're always one step behind.
~haaa...~
The hood fell to the ground as my hands darted for my crotch.
No... concentrate... it'll be so fucking worth it.
I bent over and picked up the hood.
Mel was staring straight at me. Her mouth was moving but I heard nothing. Nothing but the thumping of my heart and the squelching of the latex pulsing against my skin - the two sounds had somehow become a synonymous constant.
Well then...
I pulled the hood down over my head. The latex stretched easily to accommodate my head but the sensation quickly became compressive. I forced the seam down under my chin and let go, feeling it snap tightly closed around my neck.
I took a breath and found that I could still breathe through the material. I winced as the seam of the suit and the hood pinched the last remaining ring of naked skin around my neck.
My breath quickened as I imagined what it was about to do. I imagined the hood growing and meeting the suit. I knew it was going to happen. I just had to stimulate it... I just had to... Oh it would merge with the suit... the only opening would melt away into oblivion and there would be no way...
no way out.
I heard a door close but paid it no attention. I ran my hands across my face, feeling the rubber tighten around my features. I pulled at the hood, pulling it farther down my neck. The latex resisted my efforts but seemed to expand nonetheless.
I fingered the gap between the two garments and moaned - it was shrinking under my touch. It was almost time.
The hood was shrinking around my face. I pressed a finger against my lips, pushing the latex through and into my mouth. I licked it playfully and let go, but the latex continued to kiss me. It wrapped around my tongue and explored my mouth of its own accord.
I could feel my 'self' slipping away. I could... I had to...
I got up on to my feet. I could see nothing but something was guiding me. My limbs moved split seconds before I directed them to. The difference was so subtle and yet so odd. I moved to a nightstand and opened the drawer. There was a small black egg-shaped thing. I'd done enough internet window shopping to knew what it was.
And then all of a sudden I was back in control.
Well then...
I gave the toy a twist and felt it come to life inside my hands. I moaned as the suit mimicked the sensation, turning my fingers into powerful vibrators.
My labia was literally shuddering, my muscles contracting so violently that you could see it through the tight latex.
I brought the toy between my legs and pushed it against my crotch.
"AHHH... HAAAA"
It was like the suit had been dormant this whole time.
As soon as I'd made contact I could feel it start to change. The vibrations coursed through the suit, spreading across the latex like a disease. It began to shrink so much more violently.
The hood grew, but its seam didn't meet the suit's... no... My heart fluttered as it simply slipped over the suit's seam, starting another layer of latex over my body.
I moaned as I felt the suit's original neckline creep up my face, sliding over my face underneath the hood. The crushing tightness of the hood seemed to trigger the latex, causing it to shrink around my face even more.
I found myself somehow on the bed, my hips thrusting in the air and my hands pushing the vibrator against myself. I was grinding it mindlessly, my mind too focused on the second layer of latex rushing across my torso to allow myself to come.
I don't know when it had happened but the original suit had definitely closed completely under the hood now. I could feel it stretched tight around my neck, every movement of my head tugging at the suit in different ways.
"HAaaa.."
The second layer of latex rushed down my new black skin, coating and squeezing my breasts and pulling tight around my waist. It had already coated my hands and it was seconds away from...
"Oh... Oh... Ha.... AAAHHH"
The latex flowed underneath my fingers, growing over the toy pressed against me. I let go and let my hands explore my body, but the latex held the toy tightly against my cunt.
As soon as the latex met itself between my legs, I knew there was no hope. Its only opening was now firmly anchored against my crotch and there was now truly no way out.
The vibrations fed into the second layer of latex and my sense of physicality vibrated away into nothingness. there was no longer any up or down, left or right.
As the second layer finished coating my body in its entirety, my mouth twisted into a perverted grin. My body was totally sheathed by two impossibly tight, vibrating, layers of latex. There was LITERALLY no way out.
My eyes rolled back in their sockets in an explosion of bliss.
I don't even remember my name anymore.
I...
AHHHH!
I'm....
oh... hooo... HaaaAaaaa...
I have to... OHGAAAWWWDDD
UUNNNHHH...
Maybe...
one...
more...
layer...