One look at it is enough

Lauren stared at the bag, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

John has come flying home as fast as he could, arriving out of breath and gesturing wildly for her to open a paper bag with the logo of some costume shop she had never heard of on it. John acted as if it were the Ark of the Covenant, except he wanted very badly for her to open it and see what was inside. Lauren suspected it was some stupid one-size-fits-none lingerie costume, and wasn’t in the mood to be dressed up right then.

Lauren rolled her eyes theatrically and put her hand inside of the bag. She felt…rubber? Lauren pulled her hand out holding the rubbery material. But when her eyes saw the color, she became transfixed: that brilliant, bloody, cherry, flaming red color. It drew her attention like a moth to a flame. The enchantment took hold.

All of Lauren’s thoughts fled. As she held up the brilliant red latex bodysuit, a sultry and seductive feminine voice spoke to her:

“Put it on and I’ll make you into the goddess of desire you have always dreamed of!”

Lauren gasped, images flooding her mind, whispers of lust and desire and promises all talking over each other. Quickly she grabs the rest of the outfit and dashes up the stairs to the bedroom, face flushed with arousal.