“Guys... It's getting harder to move,” Mark called from the floor. “The suit's getting tighter. Please, can you help me get this off again now? That thing up my butt is way too big.” They both bent down to better see and hear the toy sized art student.
“We're not quite done yet. Hang in there,” the big student said.
“We just need to put this on you,” the girl said, placing a bunch of hard plastic bits on the floor in front of Mark. They resembled what you'd get if you chopped a Barbie doll into pieces. Mark was skeptical when the big student put a back piece on his upper back. The plastic had something wet on the inside. The girl had a chest piece in her hands and was doing something to it. Adding something to the seems and the inside from a tube. Glue!
“Hey! Don't glue that on me!” He tried to wriggle free, but he was small enough for the male student to easily hold him in place with just a few fingers. The chest had massive boobs for its size, but the inside wasn't hollow. Instead, it looked like some kind of mechanical contraption. They stuck it on Mark's chest, letting the front and back pieces glue shut. It was a super tight fit, even for his tiny body. Mark hadn't thought it would fit.
“Don't worry about the proportions quite fitting. We intentionally got these plastic parts a tiny bit smaller for the snuggest possible fit and to stretch the technology's capabilities to the max. The skin suit that compressed you down to that size can just squeeze you a little more where its needed,” the girl explained, already starting to glue the next part.
The two of them squeezed an impossibly slim plastic waste around Mark's midsection. Mark had already felt like he was wearing a corset. Now it was like it had been yanked even tighter. And it too had the wet stuff all along the seems and the interior lining.
Then came the crotch, pressing Mark's dick even firmer between his legs and forcing the butt-plug to ride even deeper into his ass. It was all sealed with the glue. Mark saw the label of the tube now and recognized it as one that had been banned from the art class for being far too strong. They didn't even sell that anymore. If two metal plates were glued together by that, it would have been easier to pull the metal to pieces than to hope the glue would let go. There weren't even any known solvents for it.
“You can't use that!” Mark yelled. Or at least he tried to. It was difficult to breath when his entire torso was being squeezed so.
“Why not,” the girl asked innocently. “We got it for free when we purchased this plastic from the same company. Apparently it's the same material, just formed into the design we asked for. There's no give of flexibility to it. Very sturdy. Almost like you're being sealed in metal. And since it's the same material, there won't even be a seem left.
“No! I won't be able to get it off!” Gasped Mark. They both laughed at that.
“Silly. That's kind of the point,” the guy said. “We caught you red handed trying to steal our shrink suit formula. This is what you get!”
“No! I wasn't...” Mark wasn't able to finish the sentence before the mask was brought to his face, dripping with the impossible to remove glue. A long and thick cock ran back from the inside of the mouth, and was forcefully shoved down Mark's throat. Only the eyes and tiny nostral openings were unglued. Two clear plastic openings let Mark look out of it. Plastic tubes were forced up Mark's nose to keep the airflow guaranteed. Some mechanism covered Mark's ears on the inside. The back of the head was added as well and held tight as the plastic set.
Mark tried to yell. Tried to make any sound at all, but not even the faintest muffle escaped his cock filled throat. Now all that remained were Mark's limbs. Though already, the body-suit underneath was so tight Mark couldn't lift a finger. However, when the others bent his limbs for him, his pose stayed just as they left him. He was a helpless doll in their hands now.
They attacked small joint parts to cover up the gaps between pieces and to make it look like he was just a doll through and through. Then the all too slender arm and leg pieces were glued into place. And then finally his feet were forced into Barbie doll feet that felt like too small shoes, and hands that felt like putting on a set of gloves that didn't fit. But they made it fit, no matter how much they had to shove to get it on Mark. Lastly, they added the long blond hair.
“Damn,” the guy said from above. “Got some of the glue between my fingers. That took off a layer of skin.” They let Mark stand there unmoving as they let the final bit of his imprisoning glue dry up. Then the girl picked him up.
“You look so happy!” she picked him up and placed him in front of a mirror. Mark saw his new self staring back. There was no hint that there was a boy trapped on the inside. What he saw was a very cute girl with sexy curves. Very realistic in appearance, though the proportions of the body were as unrealistic as any Barbie doll. And of course, the size, lack of movement, unblinking crystal blue eyes and jointed limbs gave away his inhumanity right away. He was just a naked girl doll now. And he was smiling in a joyous and almost flirtatious way.
“Isn't she pretty, Josh?” the girl student asked.
“Very much so, Dayan,” the black third year said.