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Adam struggled as he ran through the dark towards his house. While he took the road he always did, he found it much more challenging than he had this morning. While he was barefoot, his bare feet offered no traction while covered in whatever goo Adam had stepped in. It scared Adam, wondered what he had gotten himself into for being tricked by those girls. It scared him to think of what sinister prank they had played on him and what effects it could have. In the dark Adam couldn't even see what covered his slick feet, when he took quick glances downward all he saw was a inky blackness he contributed to the dark. Adam slipped many times on the rough pavement, scratching his arms and hands, leaving bruises across his back and arms. He tore his cheap school uniform pants on a fence, and dirtied his shirt from a puddle of water… he landed in. Eventually Adam managed to get home, bracing himself on his oak door frame with a heavy breath from balanci
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You open the door to the tall blue latex building and step inside. It still bothered you how your body seemed to react to the latex, your nipples hardening whenever you happen to brush by any. You look around the interior of the building, noticing that you were inside a sort of apartment building… you soon see a floor manifest, trimmed in gold, and noticed that the floors were merely identified by a rectangle of color. The Floor you were on is white, the second floor is black and the third is purple. As you stand inside the steaming hot latex room, you start to sweat. Drops of sweat dripping through your bare breasts and landing with a ominous “splash” on the rubber flooring. You could see passing rubber girls outside the front door, realizing that you need to choose fast before one comes inside!  

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Turn back(Wait)

2nd floor(Wait)

3rd floor(Wait)

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Without the use of your arms you wonder how you would open the door to the shop at all? You carefully balance on your ballet heels, taking small steps as you walk down the road, uncontrollably swinging your hips wide in a sexual dance that clearly excited passing latex girls.  As you walked past other latex girls, you eventually decide that you should check out one of the shops and scan the street, As you were starting to get glances. You turn and look at the line of shops, you fail to notice a particularly horny latex girl walking behind you... looking with heavy lust at the sensual bondage suit you were stuck in, drooling slightly.

As you tried to decipher what the shop signs said, the girl grabbed your butt from behind. Squeezing it tightly and filling your ears with the sound of your latex stretching. Not that you were not used to it, as the sound was deafening from every corner of the town. You yelp, instantly trying to grab the girl but failing due to your restrained arms. trying to speak offered no results due to your gagged mouth, and you could merely turn around and give an angry look at the girl though your latex covered face. The girl wore a pair of ballet boots like yourself, a bright pink pair that looked to be attached to her purple catsuit. Her catsuit seemed to be two sizes too small, reaching deeply into her vagina and ass. You guess that's because of attached dildos, and  outlining her breasts to the fullest extent, clearly showing every aspect of her body to the passing eye. . She wore a pink corset tightened to the smallest rung, clearly compressing her even tighter than your corset did. She had dirty blond hair, pulled behind her in a pony tail through her rubber mask. Which covered her whole face, leaving her eyes and mouth uncovered.  

"Whats wrong?" the girl said, stroking her latex clad breast, "You didn't like it? I'm sure whatever dildo you have crammed up there got a nice jolt". You soften your face, realizing that this must be a sort of greeting here, relaxing and turning your head quizzically. "I'm Anna, i saw your magnificent suit and wondered if you would let me try it on?". As you shift your ballet booted feet, you wonder if you should accept... or even if you can accept. The machine that forced you into this suit seemed to be industrial... however as you felt your newly acquired corset shift your waist even closer to that of the girls infront of you. Your saliva start to leak faster through the latex gag, forcing your tongue to constantly taste the latex... you felt conflicted. Remaining secret is important, but people were starting to stare at your exposed vagina, as was the girl.    

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Let her try it on(Wait)

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 The moon shifted on the horizon, slowly fading into the distance and exposing the morning's light. All was still and peaceful in Adams house, perhaps for the last in a very long time. Not a creature, person or thing moved, his parents still slept soundly in their room across the shag covered hall. Nestled sleepily in each-others loving arms, surrounded by multicolored pillows and cocooned deeply inside their over-sized brown bed. With no clue of what horror had happened to their son the day before. His young sister wouldn't wake for another hour, sleeping aside her clothing for the next day, that was folded carefully on her dark purple desk. Her skirt, the usual tight fitting mini skirt that was required from the school's strict dress code, was pressed and folded carefully under a crisp white blouse two sizes too small for the poor girl, which much to his parents protest… the school forced her to wear. Even checking her each day and siteing her when she wore more... covering clothing. Even worse, his sister was blessed with his family's giant breasts, every girl in Adams family had double Ds before the freshman year of highschool… Which his sister “thankfully” now had. Only growing larger afterwards, with his mother having E sized breasts that would easily pass a melon in size and shape.


    His sister would complain every day, at how the school uniforms shirt ended below her breasts, leaving her toned stomach bare for any male student to ogle. She would complain how the shirt seemed designed have only enough material to cover their massive tipped peaks and cursing the school because of it. Adam and his sister would often laugh, his sister thanking silently that the school didn't have school issued underwear while Adam was cursing it. Still however his sister had no clue of the horror that Adam was subjected to last night, bundled under her bright pink quilt. Breasts clearly shown with two large lumps under the quilt before her chest. Adam slept soundly under his thin white sheets, sleeping in the mess of crumpled clothing and food wrappers. Which contrasted heavily to his sisters room that was immaculate and gleaming, always giving the impression it was only just cleaned. Adam took little care of anything in his room, with his closet overflowing with crumpled clothing and underwear. His dresser, oozing pants and slightly green socks, and his bathroom was the image of a house long abandoned by any decent person. Unlike the horrid events of yesterday, and despite the appearance and cleanliness of Adam's room, everything was peaceful and still in the house. Almost akin to the calm before the storm with nothing  giving even a foreshadowing of what would happen the next day.


    Adam woke up to his alarm, as he pressed his worn snooze button once again he felt his slick feet slide across his sheets. He remembered the events of last night with a shudder that ran through his entire body and left chills in his chest. Adam remembered that he had to wash it off this morning, sweetly remembering the smoothness and resigning himself to the bathroom. He threw the sheets off his naked body with a wave of cheap fabric, stretching his arms wide above his head for a few moments, savoring the feeling of waking his muscles from their long night sleep. Then slowly swinging his legs around and sitting on the edge of his low platform bed. Adam slowly shifted his gaze down to his feet, wishing that the result of those girls prank had disappeared overnight and whatever feeling of smoothness he had felt in bed was purely imaginary. However he wasn't scared, because even if the goo was still stuck and clung to his feet… Adam reasoned that a good shower would melt whatever glue they had submerged his feet into. Finally looking down at his feet, Adam blinked as he readjusted his vision and pulled his feet closer to his chest and gave a look of apparent shock. Not only was the black goo still firmly attached to his feet… it has seemed to have grown between his toes and left him with nothing less than flippers for feet. It took a few moments for Adam to realize, trying to bend his foot… that he had even lost all movement in his feet!


    When Adam tried to move his toes nothing happened. Even when Adam tried to bend his foot, trying to arch it and relive the tense muscles that screamed to be released… nothing let up. Trying to bend his smooth feet with his hands yielded strange results, despite Adam's inability to arch his foot… he found that they were very flexible. It was as if his feet were no more than artificial black stumps giving the faint impression of real feet. However, today Adam looked at his feet and slowly wondered what the material really was? He took chemistry last year and heard of new glues that could expand and tighten overnight due to heat. He even scratched his head at the thought, thinking without a doubt that, that must be it”. However Adam gave a sudden shriek at the thought of that, as he remembered those glues were heavily acidic and would eat the material after expanding too large, though his shriek was silenced when he remembered what would happen if his parents saw him. Adam decided that he had to wash the goo off. He stood up carefully from his bed, leaning first on his short bed and testing his new feet, wondering just how he will make it to his bathroom. Adam wobbled for a few moments, eventually standing unaided and swinging his arms to remain balanced on his new flippers. Just like yesterday he slipped back onto his bed with a plop. Without the use his toes or feet, Adam could no longer balance like he had on the slick goo. Heck Adam couldn't even stand for more than a few moments unaided before falling. Adam cursed at the goo, for taking away his use of his perfectly good feet. For sealing away his perfectly good toes and ruining his balance. Now Adam had but one choice, he sighed as he slowly lowered himself onto his dirty carpet, starting to crawl on his knees to his bathroom… which seems so far away for the newly impaired Adam.


    While crawling Adam cursed at the material that tightly covered his useless feet. Whatever glue his feet had soaked in gave him no options but to crawl across the floor, on all fours like a common animal. It humiliated Adam, how with little effort those girls had done this. How with seemingly so little effort or planning they had taken away something so necessary to him. He grinned as he thought of the beautiful revenge to be planned, the humiliation he would bring to those girls. With the thought of revenge, Adam gained new vigor. He crawled faster towards his bathroom, “Feet or no feet” he thought “I’m going to wash this glue off”. With his determination still intact, Adam crawled across his dusty and heavily stained carpet. Red with the spills of spaghetti dinners long past, with a sheer volume of dust comparable to an abandoned house. While looking around his unkempt room, still crawling towards his goal swiftly. Adam had strange feelings he never had before, looking over his room he felt very different for an odd reason. He normally hated the gleamingly clean room his sister kept. He normally hated how she kept her clothing neatly folded, unlike him, how she kept her underwear and massive bras neat and tidy in color coded rows inside her dresser. However Looking around, shielding his eyes from the dust covered carpet, strangely he felt envy, stopping and looking around the pig sty his room had become. For a moment he imagined his room spotless, neatly folded clothing and underwear. His desk uncovered and washed of years of food waste and abandonment. Wishing for a moment that his room looked like hers, before stopping with a disgusted look and wondering what came over him. The haze that had come over him passing and continuing on through the dirty carpet, soon reaching the bathroom.

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Shennanigma Featured By Owner Mar 6, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for adding me to your DeviantWatch! I hope you'll love what I have in store!
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thanks for watching
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No problem! I love your work!
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