You look into the mirror examining your new head, there was no denying it. You have the head of a latex zebra. No way to hide it. You turn your head back and forth trying to find something, anything of your old face. But it was no use. It looked like you were never human at all, minus your body, but maybe there was a way to get the mask off. You just needed hope tha—
Your thoughts were cut short as white and black latex spread down your neck onto your chest. You took off your clothes and watched it progress all over your naked body, till everything was covered in white and black striped latex, you could still feel underneath so it hadn’t merged yet.
Just then the latex tightened on your body. You let out several groans of pain and anguish as you heard your bones snap and body fat redistribute. Your groans were noticeably higher pitch since your Adam’s apple was crushed by the mask.
More of your body was compressed into a new form. The worst happened to your d*ck. It was utterly powderized by the crushing latex into nothing, but that wasn’t the end of it.
As the latex worked on your thighs and hips, making them much larger and more feminine. The black and white Latex wormed its way inside you, altering your male organs to the female equivalent. Your testicles became ovaries, testosterone turned to estrogen. Your shaft became a tube into a whom ready for action. You were officially no longer male.
You felt a swelling in your chest and looked down as two latex watermelons sprouted from your chest. You weren’t the best with breast sizes, but you guessed they were at least D cups. You brought a hand up to squeeze them, and heard a squeak as your hands became smaller and dainter, along with your feet. You whinny in pleasure, feeling your latex milk makers getting attention while they grew in your shrinking palms. Soon one hand drifted between your legs and you played with your other new addition. A latex horse tail grew above your heart shaped striped ass, but you didn’t care, you were too in love with your new female body to care about any more changes. Your internal organs were still biological, it was only your skin that was latex covered, this made playing down stairs all the better, as your rubber coated fingers worked your pink inner folds like bendable mini dildos under your total control. Not all your changes were feminine. The latex also increased your muscles mass, giving you a nice six pack, toned thighs, and biceps. Nothing overly bulky, but just enough to make it clear you worked out occasionally to stay in shape. Your toes merged together, the bones altering and turning into thick hooves, you fell on your back not use to these changes, but kept fingering your self all the same.
You payed these last changes no head, as you worked your latex pussy two knuckles deep. The squeaking of your thighs as you fingered your self as adding to your arousal. You fingered your self, your own feminine moans, mixed in with horse noises turning you on even more.
Eventually everything was too much. The moans, the squeaking muscles, the fingers. You climaxed falling on your back as you coated the room in your sticky white fluids. You lay on your back smiling as you passed out from your first female orgasam.
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