[A typical evening] Alexander Lemon

The Rubber Dollhouse felt more like home to Alex than his actual home, even though he now had his own house just a couple years after his graduation from college. It was his senior year of college where he discovered the Rubber Dollhouse and after a highly memorable (and kinky) entrance test and orientation he was made a full member and enjoyed innumerable days and nights there indulging in all kinds of sexual adventures with the other members.

Even though nobody knew anyone else’s real identities (except the Matron of course, who vetted every prospective member carefully), in truth what each person became when dressed in latex often had little resemblance to the person they were in the rest of their life. And Alex believed that the version of the members that came out when within the rubber haven was their truest selves. In a way, they all knew each other better than anyone else outside.

Alex stepped into his private changing room, and deliberated over what catsuit he felt like wearing today.