There was no rush... and your stomach did grumble hungrily reminding you of one reason you had been out so late. You needed to get groceries only having so much for a sandwich. With considering your predicament would be difficult. Still you try anyways hand standing this time to allow your hands on your legs to better grasp and carrythings in the fridge. it feeling pretty nice to do so for your feet on your arms. You feel like being fully latex wouldn't be bad if it wasn't for the questions of what will happen to you, would you stay in control or not? The answer obvious but you still hoped it was different. Pulling the bread cheese meet and condiments you carefully work your hands on your legs, struggling a bit as your hips don't bend the ways your shoulders do having to awkwardly handle cuttlery to make it. Still you lay on the floor with the plate and finished sandwich feeling accomplished. Using your hands to hold the sandwich and feed yourself like this. In all senses it was strange but didn't seem bad and it helped you calm your hunger in any case.
Back to the Tub you decide the only thing to do is to dip in half way to your navel and pull out to see what happens. The puddle a bit warm, slimey and gooey as you position your leveraging your arms against the side of the tub and lowering your legs and lower torso in. The puddle accepting you in it's slimey embrace showing that it acts much deeper than it actually is. You shiver as you feel the parts in the slime go numb losing the thick feeling of bones or tight taut feel of muscles. The pants you had on dissolving leaving you feeling a little exposed. Yet it feels relaxing to have that all gone though you feel your legs now move on their own gripping to pull it self up out of the tub. In reaction you tip and do a little flip getting as your hear a soft slam of the latex half of you. "Ow." The pink blob connected says. Gaining definition and form...