Tony's Introduction to Rubber

Tony soon found himself with a pile of rubber and straps in his arms. He could see how some would fit on, but realised that it would be virtually impossible to put it on without help. As he thought this, arms lifted the load from his hands and shook the suit out in front of him. Tony was mesmerised by the smell, the look, the sound of the suit and he realised that he needed to feel it against his skin. He didn't look at the person helping him - he assumed that James or Rob had come out of the shower room to help him.

The first element was easy - a full rubber suit that would cover Tony from ankle to neck. He stepped inside it as it was held open by the other man and was surprised how smoothly and easily it slid over him. The shampoo he had used had done something which helped the rubber slip on and he silently thanked the invisible person that had prepared so well. In seconds, Tony was waist deep in the suit, his legs covered in slick black latex, his feet a disturbing blotch of pink against the black of his legs. Tony loved the way the suit made his legs seem even more muscled and as the arms of the suit were held up, he pushed his hands keenly inside, eager to see how it would make his torso look.

Tony pushed his arms into the suit until his hands popped out the other end, behind him the suit was slowly zipped up until the whole was gleaming and perfectly snug against his skin. He ran his hands over his rubbered chest, enjoying the play of muscle under the rubber and the way it made his chest look even bigger. His only disappointment was the way his hands looked - pink and strange against the dark latex. So when long gloves were held up, he pushed his hands inside them eagerly. His arms slid deep inside the gloves which pulled all the way up to his biceps and were then zipped tightly in place and strapped tightly over the bicep.

Tony then enjoyed looking at the way the light glinted off his hands and arms and ran them over himself. He could see other pieces of himself that still didn't look right - his cock and balls were hanging out the front of the suit and his feet were an ugly sight at the base of his legs. The other person held up a rubber contraption that would fit around his waist. He could see that it would match the suit and cover up his groin. Tony eagerly stepped into it and it was pulled up around his waist. It comprised several rubber straps with a complex pouch at the front. As it slid over his crotch, his balls went into small pouched and his cock was pulled into an internal sheath. As the straps were tightened, his cock was pulled forward and down between his legs until it was pointing towards his ass. The solid latex covering made him now look asexual, as though he did not have a cock at all. Somehow this aroused, Tony but the contraption completely prevented him from getting erect.

Now just his feet and head remained uncovered by rubber. A pair of rubber boots was put in front of him. The boots would reach to just short of his knee, were secured at the back with a long zip and then further secured with straps all the way from ankle to the top. But what made Tony pause was the fact that the boots had a 4" stiletto heel and were clearly intended for a woman. As he looked around, the figure pushed him towards the boots and before he could resist they were slid onto his legs and he could feel them being zipped and strapped into place. Tony attempted to step away from the figure and found himself teetering and staggering on the heels. Somehow the feel of it aroused him further and Tony felt his trapped cock trying to grow. He rationalised that his friends would not make him put on something guaranteed to make him look stupid and so he relaxed as the next item was presented to him.

This was a latex corset and Tony again took a step back in concern. This was clearly for a woman, not for him. His boots betrayed him and he stumbled, giving the other man the chance to press the thick latex against his stomach and then move behind him to secure it. Tony tried to reach behind him to stop them, but they pulled the lacing suddenly tight and Tony gasped for breath as the air was driven out of his lungs by the tightening corset. He gasped for breath and waved his arms around as the corset was laced as tight as possible and then strapped and buckled securely in place. Tony looked down. His waist now appeared inches thinner than it really was. At the same time the corset squashed his chest, making his pecs look more like breasts under the black rubber. With the corset and boots, Tony now looked like a twisted fetish doll.

As Tony thought that, his eyes went to the hood now visible in front of him. It was thick rubber, with an open O shaped mouth and pin prick eyes. On top of it were thick rubber ropes that were 4-5ft long and simulated hair. Around the mouth was a ring of red rubber, styled to look like a woman's lip-sticked mouth. Tony barely had time to register this before the hood was pulled down over his head, the zip roughly yanked down and his body now covered in rubber from head to toe. His lips slipped into recesses inside the O shaped mouth, which kept his mouth open. As he moved his head to and fro the rubber "hair" moved as well.

A mirror dropped down from the ceiling and Tony could now see himself - rubbered from head to toe, with his cock locked away looking exactly like a rubber woman. He reached up to try and pull the hood off but his arms were pulled behind him and he was pushed back towards the mannequin stand. His ballet boots slacked on the floor as he tried to regain his balance, and he soon found himself stood on the stand. Cuffs were locked around each wrist and locked to the floor either side of him. He tried to yell, but could only groan into the O ring of the hood. Ankle cuffs were slipped around his ballet boots and a whirring noise from below him caught his attention. Rising from the platform was a thick ribbed dildo which was rising towards his ass. Tony struggled and tried to break free but the cuffs were solid and he was helpless to escape. He soon felt the tip of the dildo against his ass and he gave a low guttural moan as it pushed inside him. Relentless, it **** its' full length into him and stopped.

Tony was now posed - restrained hand and foot and impaled on a dildo. He felt heat all around his body from the zippers and straps. Each one of them heated itself and sealed locking himself in the latex prison. All he could now move were his eyes under the pin prick of the hood. They widened slightly as the person helping him stepped into view and revealed himself not to be James or Rob. The man smiled. He did so love a new item for his collection