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Chapter 11 by headzor headzor

Now what?

An Unwilling Surrender

Your webbed hands now seemingly under control of the suit and stroking your own body and your legs flexing and bending of their own accord, you are unable to stop the suit from controlling you.

Not that THAT matters too much as the suit itself seems to slowly creep up your neck, encasing it in a deliciously cool and perverse sensation. Your **** moans are suddenly cut off however as you quickly taste a strong rubber on your tongue.

You open your mouth wide and try to spit whatever the taste is out but all that comes out is your tongue... and it keeps coming out more and more! It's also thickening and turning a bright red colour. Out of the corner of your eye you see the frog girls flicking their own long red tongues out and over their lips, even so far as to curl around their own breasts to squeeze them.

As your tongue thickens you are gagged completely. You also feel the suit's hood crawl up the back and then top of your head, framing your face within the oversized mouth of an inflated frogs head.

You can still feel your tongue but you lose the ability to control it, realising so when your tongue curls around one of your nipples and squeezes it.

You are shocked when even through the latex you can feel everything, every touch. What's more every sensation seems to be more intense, more sensual. Like every touch on your latex skin sends little jolts of pleasure to your core.

You feel your very hard cock jerk and then suddenly it feels free of the tight confined of the suit. But the tingling sensation pervading your shaft is still present.

You look down, feeling your tongue continue to expand to a ridiculous length and see your cock had grown quite a lot, almost a foot in length now, and encased in its own tight latex sheath. You jerk your cock under the suits attentions just as your out-of-control tongue extends to it and quickly coils around it completely, blocking it from view.

As you throw your head back and reel at the wonderful sensation of completely losing control of your own body, you see an oversized opaque lens form over head of your eyes and the suit tightening its grip on your head completely, blocking your vision forever.

Totally subsumed by the latex frog suit, the frog girls only now move in and have their way with you at the Latex Pond.

Bad End.

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