Suddenly, you feel a pain unlike any you've ever experienced. It's as though something were taking one of the holes on your body, stretching it several times past its limit, then forcing its way out from the inside very, very slowly. Unfortunately for you, this description is not only accurate of what you feel but also of what's actually occurring, as the latex is LITERALLY forcing its way through your penis in a relatively massive chunk roughly the width of a watermelon. Thoughts of resisting it, of fighting it, or of most anything are instantly brushed aside by the impossible agony you feel, and all you can do is scream as you're driven to tears by this.
After what seems to be an eternity, the pain finally ends, and you're (thankfully) left feeling like nothing's happened. The trauma of what just happened stays with you for a moment, but soon you manage to shake it off just a bit. Well, you shake it off enough to realize one very important fact: your pants are still on. Your pants are on, and with your fly zipped the latex has had nowhere to go, and now instead forms a massive, wriggling mass within them and does who-knows-what to your you-know-whats.