You look down in panic at the decidedly feminine lower body you now poses, wide child bearing hips, a pert yet ample ass and long sexy legs that end in little dainty feet. The odd thing of course being that it is all latex, the pale peaches and cream complexion looks and feels like smooth latex to the touch, reflecting the light and making little squeaking noises when you move.
Looking in between your legs you see the scariest part of all- your crotch is completely featureless under your new dark purple
thong, no bulge, not even camel toe. It seems as if your groin has completely smoothed over!
In a panic you tug at the latex, it squeaks and slips but to your surprise it gives a bit! You rush over to your dresser and
dig through it until you find the sewing scissors your ex left.
Excited that you will soon loose half a blow-up doll you tug at the latex on your thigh, it gives ever so slightly, pulling
tightly away from your own skin just a bit. But enough, you jam the scissors down into the latex triumphantly.
Searing pain erupts throughout your body and stars explode in your eyes, you stumble backwards and hear a loud 'POP' as it
feels like something has exploded outward from your waist. That was it! The latex has come off! As your vision clears you look
down into what looks like a shiny black pool around your waist. You touch it and hear the squeak of rubber. You scream.
The latex you dislodged has moved up and become a shiny black skirt! You fall backwards, still screaming as you feel
your thighs caressed by layers of white latex petticoats that push the garment up and almost horizontal. As you lay terrified on
the floor you feel something on your toes, like someone is pouring cold water on your feet. When you look you are horrified to
see that the latex on your feet has turned black and turned your foot into what looks like a sock, but as you keep watching you
see the black begin to harden and move up your legs. This new hard black latex stops just above the knee when your soles
start extending outwards in one black block, the heel is growing a separate piece that looks almost like a...a....
That's when you realize that you're now wearing knee high platform boots! You shout out and begin to frantically pull at
the skirt, trying to stop it from turning you into some sort of goth. But now the latex is beginning to change colour from the
tops of your boots, gaining a black and white pattern all the way past your hemline- socks!
You stand up, shuddering and nearly on the verge of tears, tugging at the goth clothes that are now fused with your body. How are you going to get out of this?