I could feel nothing but weakness, like a pain you can't seem to get rid of, an itch on your back or headache which just won't go away. I could only feel weakness. It felt like all my strength and pleasure had been sucked out of me even though that's basically what has just happened. All my sexual desire and taste has been stolen away and locked into a chest which may never be opened again.
I could see everything which was happening to me, the glaring light pierces my plastic eyes and creates lines of photons which give them scars. I could feel warm hands touch me as I am moved from store to store from coat hanger to coat hanger. Never inflated again to have this feeling but instead inflated with the feeling of grief locked In a heart.
I've lived for decades maybe even centuries but there's one thing I do know and that was that sound of the bell ding and the door creak open.
I hear voices, just like everyday, "So you want a latex suit" said the business owner carefully and wisely. This was extremely enlightening this has never happened before. "Yes I do" said an unknown voice, it sounded deep but pleasurable. "I'm not sure I have one" said the business owner. I heard a argument but it was pointless as the owner then said "Well I have this old one in the back". I could sense he was then pointing to me, he then picked me up and gave me to the stranger. His hands felt cold, against my rubber, he stroked it like a cat and then clenched it tightly "This will do just fine". I was given back to the owner and he walked towards the counter. I heard a loud dinging and then I was put back into the cold hands. I felt the door creak and the bell ring and I was gone.
Next thing I could remember was white walls and a soft carpet. I was laid down on the ground, I could feel the rough textiles against me. "You are just perfect aren't you" said the cold voice, this time he sounded deeper and more luring. I could hear moving then "Lets give you a test" he said excitedly. I was as excited as he was, I would finally feel strength and desire again. I felt a plug being put in and it felt good for the first time in ages. Like eating food while your hungry it felt so good.
Then I felt something even better, something warm and tingling entering my plastic body. Warm air rushed through it like I was swimming. I could feel my body inflating out, my muscles growing and it felt good, like crazy good. Like I was conducting electricity or having sex. I felt my lips inflate and I could talk again. I gave a loud growl and then I heard screaming. I had stopped being inflated and I looked around to see what was the matter. There was a man standing there bare naked in the living room. He looked at me and said "What are you" fearfully. I grapped the pump in anger and started pumping myself up. Again and Again. I could feel my muscles pump out, my body grow out and best of all my dick was growing to bigger sizes then before. I felt every happy and desirable emotion possible. A thousand drugs injecting themselves into me like antistatic.
I was towering over the little man now and was nearly the size of his living room. "Please don't hurt me" he said quietly in his low voice. I flex my body and felt all my plastic muscles stretch and make a rubbery noise. I hold out my hand towards the little man and do something.