walk

Billy has transcended the need for loose clothing or modesty. She moves through the midday sun encased in a skin tight, high gloss black latex bodysuit. The material is so restrictive and polished that it looks less like clothing and more like a second skin, molded to every impossible curve of her transformed body. Her enormous breasts are pushed up to the chin by the reinforced latex, while the suit cinches her waist into a comical hourglass that makes her hips look wider than a doorway.

Every step she takes sends a hypnotic ripple through the black latex. The wet shuck shuck sound of the material rubbing against itself announces her arrival long before she speaks.

"Oh my god~ I love this weather~" Billy chirps to herself, her voice a melodic, airheaded trill that carries across the pavement. Her eyes are glassy, fixed on the horizon with the serene smile of someone whose brain has been permanently replaced by endorphins and obedience.

As she passes, the effect on the male population is instantaneous and visceral. Men stop mid stride. Conversations die in throats. The air around her becomes charged with the unmistakable energy of arousal. Billy can see it the way their eyes drop to the swell of her latex covered ass, the way their hands instinctively adjust themselves in their trousers, the way their breathing quickens.

She doesn't feel exposed; she feels validated.

"Look at them~" she giggles to herself as she passes a group of construction workers who have gone completely silent, their eyes locked on the rhythmic jiggle of her massive rear. "They're all so happy to see me~ And I'm so happy to make them happy~"

A passing businessman stares at her with undisguised hunger, his cock visibly straining against the fabric of his suit. Billy deliberately pauses, arching her back to thrust her chest forward, letting the sunlight glint off the polished black latex. She catches his eye and blows him a kiss with a vacant, shameless grin.

"No more angry protests~ no more boring books~" she whispers, a single tear of pure, stupid joy pricking the corner of her eye. "No more being a lonely, angry dyke~ Just being a pretty, latex wrapped toy for Daddy~"