Poor Little Zentai

You have always kept your fetish closely guarded; you've given previous girlfriends subtle hints to try and get them to act accordingly, but have never disclosed the true nature of your fetish. You are addicted to tights. To pantyhose, leggings, bodysuits, catsuits, zentai, bodystockings….to any spandex or nylon garment that tightly hugs the legs and crotch. You love seeing women wearing them.....and fantasized about wearing them yourself. Of seeing anybody wearing tight nylon or spandex bound up...well, their arms bound up at last, because you are turned on by the sight of legs flailing, kicking, and struggling in tights!

You have been extra careful in planning to acquire your first zentai suit; private browsing for all items, exact measurements for a suit...even getting exact measurements of your penis for a chastity cage (this isn't as big of an addiction as your tights fetich, but it goes together with your fetish of a helpless person being bound up in a tight suit!). You found an out-of-the-way store that had all the items, was willing to make custom suits, and sell other bondage accessories! You waited until you had a large block of free time, and walked to the store (no need to drive your car, which could be recognized, or get an Uber which might be tracked). You had planned on paying cash for everything, so no cards. Your plan was perfectly untraceable (well, at least you thought)!

You get your "supplies," say thank you to the person in the store, and head home. You have a long vacation coming up, and planned to fully explore your fetish like never before; you have had sex with women while they wore pantyhose, or a leotard, have ripped open holes in the crotches of their pantyhose (while the women wore no panties beneath!) and fingered girlfriends through those holes in public (all while they would beg you to stop, as their vaginal juices would seep into their tights, demonstrating how turned on they were!), but now you are going to explore being in a suit yourself! You want to be on the other side of the dynamic….from dominating somebody to being dominated yourself.

Your new suit is shiny yellow; originally it going to get black, but you figure that you can indulge a bit! The suit is spandex and has a dual-zipper in the back; it runs from the top of the head to the bottom of the neck, and from the middle of the back at the waist upwards. The zippers each have eyelet holes, large enough for a small lock! You had been skeptical at first, but knew that the sensation of being “sealed,” or “trapped” (along with fear) added to your fetish! There are eyeholes in the hood of the suit, but these are covered by sheer white nylon patches (allowing for a little more sight, but still covering your face, and forcing you to have to view the world through nylon).

The zentai is a full head-to-toe suit, with feet and fingered hands. The suit also has a hidden zipper running from the top of the ass-crack to the perineum (this zipper was so well done, that it almost looked like thick suturing holding the tight suit together!), and there is a special hole for your penis. The hole is designed to allow the wearer’s penis and testicles to sit outside of the suit, albeit after being squeezed through a small plastic ring which was sewn into the crotch of the suit…..a plastic ring designed to serve as the base of a chastity cage! As such, if the wearer were to attach the rest of the chastity cage, it would be impossible to remove the suit without first taking off the cage!

The face of the suit's hood has a small hole over the mouth, large enough to fit a straw....which complemented the mouth gag you bought. It was a standard ball-gag, but it has a rubber tube passing through the sphere of the gag;, this allows the rubber tube to be used as a straw, such that liquids could be sucked through a straw that inserted into the hole (or, potentially, through the gag by another person using a syringe….or even a pump). This meant that the user could be kept completely silent, but that they could give themselves liquids. The suit was designed to have this gag be worn underneath the hood.

You get home, close all the blinds in your apartment, lock the door, and prepare to gorge yourself on your fetish like never before! You strip completely naked, take a long shower (being sure to scrub yourself thoroughly), then dry yourself off and pick up the suit; the soft slick spandex glides in your hands! You put your left foot through the suit's opening and into the leg, then the right foot....you're getting hard already! You draw the garment up your legs....it's a perfectly snug fit, the spandex encasing your legs with no wrinkles or sagging! The sensation of spandex tightly hugging your skin was better than you could have imagined!

You pull the suit up to your waist, then reach down and pull the upper half of the suit towards your chest, as the tip of your penis is flattened against your belly by the thin yellow spandex....you thought you'd blow your entire load then and there, it felt so good! Your penis, inside a tight spandex suit....it's a dream come true!

You work your arms through the sleeves of the suit and pull it up....and experience a new sensation: the suit rides up into your ass-crack! Almost like a wedgie.....but not as severe....this adds to the compression of your penis....it was almost like a baby in a harness.....but from previous readings of erotic stories, it is an image that you picture differently....the thought of the poor victim's legs flailing about beneath them as they were "held up" by a wedgie, the victim desperately bicycling their legs in their tight spandex tights in the air, trying to "hoist themselves" up and out of their wedgie, but being as helpless as to do so, and left flailing in futile, frustrated vain......you have to stop dressing and stand still for a solid 5 minutes to calm down your "little boy" and stop from squirting in your spandex way too soon....

After catching your breath (and getting the throbbing, twitching, pulsations of your penis under control), you grab the lanyard of the bottom back zipper and pull it upward to begin closing the suit. The suit zips shut. Your wedgie increases slightly....you can see in the mirror that your ass is "lifted" by the suit....your penis (hard this whole time) twitches again, and you unclip the lanyard from the zipper.

You now pause to look at yourself; neck to toe covered in shiny skintight yellow spandex, each curve of your body hugged tightly.....you let your mind wander on previous stories/pictures/porn, but know that doing so might lead to a premature explosion, so you move on to two more tasks. First, you put on the gag; it fits perfectly. You cannot make a sound! You then reach for another accessory....the plastic chastity cage, with a small hole at the tip, designed to attached to the plastic ring sewn into the crotch of the zentai suit.

This is the riskiest time to have an “uncontrolled explosion” from your ecstatic manhood, so you proceed delicately. You reach down and insert your diamond-hard penis through the penis hole....the tip of your member pops outside it's tight spandex prison proud and tall. Getting your testicles through the plastic ring is much more difficult…..the plastic ring was so small, that you have to pinch your testicles to squeeze them through, almost “milking” them through the small plastic ring. The sharp pain caused by this pinching and squeezing leads you instinctively squeeze your knees inwards together, an image you have always found erotic (legs in nylon or spandex turning inward in an attempt to protect the crotch of the wearer….a sign of vulnerability)....you eventually get your testicles through the hole, and are now further trapped inside the zentai; the only was you can get the suit off, to “free yourself,” would be to pinch and squeeze your testicles back through the plastic ring which now clings snugly around the base of your penis and scrotum, keeping those parts of your anatomy outside of the spandex suit and exposed to the outside world. You breath heavily through your nose, whispering to yourself.... "this is amazing!"

Now was the "hard part": you have to calm yourself down to get the chastity cage on over your shaft.....this takes forever, because you would keep seeing yourself in the mirror, or look down and see shiny spandex covering your body....or just thinking about how long you have waited for this!

Eventually, your penis cooperates and shrinks to the appropriate size, as you get the top of the cage onto your penis, squeeze the shaft down and into the cage, and click the cage into place such that it attaches to the ring base sewn into the crotch of the zentai. This also means that the chastity cage would have to be taken off your penis and scrotum in order to completely take off the suit!

Now, you are ready for the moment of no return, as you reach for the small lock to the cage and snake it through the holes at the top of the cage (where the cage fastened in place to the plastic ring base of the cage sewn into the zentai). You take a deep breath.... once the lock is locked, you will be trapped inside of the cage, and thus the suit! You have placed the key to this lock in a cup of water, and then placed that cup of water inside of the freezer, meaning that you would be sealed inside your spandex prison until the ice surrounding the key melt.....you can feel your testicles riding upward (like they might were you on a roller coaster, or otherwise scared) out of apprehension....this is it….you will become a helpless, poor little thing in tight spandex....quite literally trapped inside your deepest fetish. Your penis twitches inside its plastic prison, causing the plastic head of the chastity cage to “bob” up and down slightly....almost like a bound-up pantyhose-clad hostage flailing their nylon legs in a futile attempt to escape, BEGGING and PLEADING in terror for mercy.....you close your eyes, and close the lock shut.....the sound of the click is followed by silence, save for the sound of your breathing.....you are sealed in spandex.....

You look in a mirror.....the shiny suit....your curved and lifted spandex ass, the suit running into your butt-crack....your little boy in its plastic prison....its tip bulging out from the hole at the tip of the plastic chastity cage.....you look just like all the subs in those porn videos!

You walk over to a countertop to get the final lock, the one that connects the hood zipper to the back zipper, locking you head to toe in shiny spandex, turning you from a human being into a spandex doll, without any identity, unable to speak, unable to free yourself from this skin-tight spandex encasement. Each step you take pulls the suit deeper up into your ass-crack, your penis bobbing in its chastity device....twitching, begging for release. Your inner thighs rub together with each step, the sound and sensation of spandex rubbing together….of spandex covering your skin, of spandex covering your whole body (save for your caged cock and balls).

You make it to counter, reach down and grab the hood of your suit from your chest.....you pull the hood up onto your face, and with only minor difficulty get all your hair inside of the hood, while at the same time lining up the nylon eye covers over your own eyes, and the tube tip of the gag with the hole in the face of the suit. You then pull the suit zipper sitting on the top of your head down to the base of your neck, sealing yourself inside the suit....you now viewed the world through the white nylon patches sitting over your eyes, your nose scrunched up against your face (now regretting not getting nose holes in the face of the zentai, as breathing is a bit uncomfortable….but this mild discomfort is actually adding to the arousing feelings of entrapment.) Your penis throbs in its plastic prison, your testicles bulging in excited fear, knowing that they are one click of a lock away from being trapped and unable to obtain orgasmic release! You grab the final lock for the suit, the one that would connect and lock the two zippers at the back of your neck, thus sealing you inside your yellow spandex zentai suit. You took a deep breath, close your eyes, and hear the click of your fingers pressing the lock shut, sealing yourself inside the suit....

So there you are.....a zentai sissy...sealed in spandex.....in tight tighty-tights, no longer a free person who has bodily autonomy, but rather a shiny, lycra-clad sex toy without the ability to voice any personal opinions (or any words for that matter). You have long obtained sexual gratification watching such spandex "slaves" in porn or in stories, but now you are one of them yourself! You are a helpless, submissive, anonymous person in full-body-hugging spandex! Before you even know what is happening, your body gives in to impulse, as you turn and run to your bedroom. You jump onto the bed, place a pillow under your crotch, and before your brain catches up to your body, you find yourself humping the pillow.....but with each thrust of your crotch, instead of the arousing sensation of a hard penis shaft sliding against the soft satin of bedsheets, you instead feel the sharp pressure of your balls being pulled downward by the cage, a cruel reminder that you are locked in chastity! The only contact your penis can have with the silk of the pillow case is where the very tip of your penis (your urethra) is exposed by the small hole at the tip of the chastity cage…this minimal contact between the soft satin pillowcase and the tip of your penis trying to ooze through the hole at the tip of it’s plastic prison drives you wild! You hump....each hump causing slight pain in your balls....each one wedging the suit more deeply into your ass-crack....you slid your legs up and down along the bed sheets, in a futile effort to masturbate...to ejaculate....but know you cannot do so! You moan into your gag, realizing that you cannot make any recognizably human noise behind your gag (much less for Amy words), no matter how loudly you try to squeal or cry! You really are a "poor, helpless, bound little thing in tights!"

You flipped onto your back and run your hands over your body......spandex-gloved fingertips sliding effortlessly along the spandex.....you shine under the dim lighting of your apartment.....your vision of the world through the lens of the white nylon eye covers, which further encases you in a world of tights, spandex, nylon, pantyhose! You try to scream as loud as you can, but only a mildly audible “MMMPPPHHH” is produced! You lie flat, placing your arms at your sides, and just stare down at your imprisoned penis....it is twitching between your spandex thighs! Each heartbeat leads to a throbbing, pulsating pain of your penis as it pushes against its chastity, like a caged beast fighting for release!

You flail your legs, watching those spandex-covered gams glean under the light! You imagine actually being tied up.....maybe somebody is behind you, wrapping their arms around your neck, grabbing you out of nowhere, whispering that you are a weak little thing in spandex, allowing your shiny legs to flail in vain as you struggle to escape the grasp of this unknown fictional assailant, knowing that as soon as you passed out you would be a at best, or a corpse at worse....that out of fear of your own you would soil your spandex suit. Switching to another fantasy, you imagine being bound on a table by your arms and chest (legs free....see a pattern?) and an evil scientist or captor walks up to the table with something to insert into your mouth (a poison, a gag, a tube, anything!), their hands pinching your nose shut, forcing you to open your mouth to breath, and thus giving the tormentor the necessary opening to stuff your mouth, and all you can do during these heinous acts is bicycle your silly shiny legs uselessly as your captor places some evil device into your mouth......OOOHHHH! You buck your hips, wishing beyond hope that you had at least masturbated one time before locking yourself in chastity! But you had not, knowing that doing so would take away from this exact moment!

You flip onto your stomach, and place your arms on either side of your head....you now imagine being pinned to a table, as somebody approaches you from behind, saying that they were going to "stuff" you.....this fantasy instills true fear. Your ultimate turn-on fetish had always been the sight of visible fear of a spandex-clad victim squirming and struggling in spandex, helpless to protect themselves from , only able to squirm in vain and squeal in frustration and terror. It was the feeling of helplessness that turns you on, the fear of the unknown. You felt your penis throb as you imagine probing hands touching your ass cheeks, running over your anus, fingers pushing the ass of your zentai suit inside your anus….deep enough to instill fear, your legs sliding up and down on the bed in vain, your balls riding up into your crotch out of fear, bucking your hips in futility to protect your anus from an intruder....you moan pleas for mercy to your fantasy tormentors, only to hear those pleas muffled by your gag! If not for the chastity device, you would have blown your load!

You eventually stand up, leaving these fantasies on the bed temporarily, and reach for your last accessory: soft leather shackles. The shackles fit perfectly around your wrists (with enough room to not cut off circulation, but tight enough to not fall off). You place the shackles on your wrists, then place your arms behind your back and click the handcuffs together, locking your arms behind your back (the key to the shackles inside your freezer with the keys to your chastity cage and suit). This is it.....you are a prisoner in spandex!

You walk out of your bathroom into the living room, and suddenly are filled with fear....not some fantasy, but genuine, true terror.....somebody is inside your apartment!