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The EMO Kid then proceeded to the refrigerator and produced a cold beverage. He lifted me up to sit upright on the bed and proceeded to help me drink the beverage. “May I have another beverage”, I asked the EMO Kid. “In about fifteen minutes. You don’t want to drink too much too fast”, replied the EMO Kid. I was beginning to feel better, even though I was still sealed inside the Rubber Prison. I could feel the Chastity Device pressing against my Member. The man laughed delightedly. "No, my dear, I think you’re wonderful. Besides, I would never do anything so crude. To answer your questions: My name is Doctor Meeks. You won’t need your license anymore because your life is about to change. And you are all tied up because I have begun a series of injections which are already dissolving and reconstructing your body tissue, particularly your skeletal system and epidermis. If I unstrapped you, you would most likely flop to the floor like a jellyfish and probably hurt yourself. Because it’s what you dream off," Meeks replied. "The rubber gear, the catsuits, your fascination with fetishistic sex, are all part of your desire to become a thing, an instrument of pleasure—to become perfect, loved, always wanted, always satisfied."I’m not sure," she replied. "I already have so much gear. But I can’t help looking for more. God, I love rubber. If only I could wear it all the time!" She sighed and glanced about her, looking for something new to try on. Maybe another catsuit is what she needed… Latex Garments are produced from Natural Rubber Latex (NRL). NRL is an integral part of thousands of everyday consumer and healthcare items. The proteins contained within NRL can cause allergic reactions to Latex. More than 40,000 products used in homes, schools and medical settings contain latex, including common items such as: condoms, rubber bands, balloons, surgical and examination gloves, clothing elastic, etc. Latex allergy, or hypersensitivity, occurs when the body's immune system reacts to proteins found in NRL. Some individuals have specific antibodies, called IgE antibodies, that make them hypersensitive to the proteins in NRL. Although we take great care to use latex sheeting that has been ‘leached’ to a high level, to remove the proteins to a legally acceptable standard, the onus is on you the consumer to ensure that you do not have this problem prior to purchasing or wearing latex clothing. (Please note, that in over 25 years of our company selling latexwear we have never received any complaints of allergy caused by our clothing.)

My heart was beating just that little bit faster as I stripped down and Sir guided me into the sac. As my arms slid into the protective sleeves my heart began to beat faster. My regular hood was a bit distracting so I decided to go for a nice leather hood. Firm against my face the same as the rubber that was encasing my body. Rebecca strained to understand what Dr. Meeks was telling her. "You mean, I’m all rubber now? I can’t move?"Measure around your natural waistline, at the point your waistband or belt usually sits. Inside Leg Wolfs breathing gave me a pace to follow. In my mind I knew I was safe, but in my heart there was a fear… She gave herself to him then, milk pouring out of her into his waiting gullet. He squeezed her hard with his hand, and her rubber teat responded, pouring more of the frothy white liquid into him. Rebecca was suffused with an utterly new feeling, a glow, for every human touch was pure pleasure to her. She was nothing but rubber, milk and sensation, and she loved every second of it. She moaned silently.

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They came in a geyser of cum, milk, and vaginal juice. Rebecca felt herself utterly emptied out, released. The human part of her surrendered utterly to the rubber, to the thing, to the doll that she had become. The boy collapsed against her, spent. The girl, still half inside her, wriggled in afterglow. Rebecca continued crying, but Meeks’ words echoed inside her. Was this what she wanted? Was this really the logical conclusion to her fantasies? Her sense humanity railed against what the doctor was saying, but some dark part of her could not help but listen, and craved more… Measure around your chest at its broadest and fullest part through the nipple, avoiding placing the tape too high under your arms. Waist In my non pup life I work in a job that involves high level of control. I care for many people and they depend on my ability to take control when things are not going well. I am not used to being not in contol, helpless, vunerable.