"How long have you been here?" You ask.
"Long enough. Now, what to do? The night is still young." She reaches over and rubs your belly, making a very loud squeak.
You laugh hysterically. It seems that your entire latex covered body has become very sensitive. "Wait..." hee, hee, "wh..what's your name?" you ask.
The pink bunny stops tickling and takes her hand away from your stomach. Her latex eyes are basically flat, painted white circles, with black circles within them; this gave her the look of a lifeless doll. However, when she looks up at you, her eyes burn with a mixture of animal lust and a hint of malice. She opens her mouth, as if to reply, but instead, dives down to the valve that has taken the place of your belly button. Before you can react, her tongue wraps around the valve and deftly pops it open.
"Ughhh..," you moan, the intense feeling is something akin to a blow job, only the feeling of climax was as sudden as her latex lips making contact with your valve. Paralyzed with pleasure, you fall backwards onto the bench. The mystery woman then takes a deep breath inwards. Your muscles turn to jelly as the mass seems to be drawn out of your body. Your limbs are like limp noodles and you watch as your chest cavity sinks into the bench. You feel cold, creeping panic as she continues to inhale the air that had been filling your body, though what you can't figure out is why she's not inflating.
"What am I going to do with a limp little boy like you," she asks, chuckling to herself. You hear a chorus of squeaks as she pinches your shoulders and lifts your body up in front of hers. She drapes you over her enormous breasts, each of them like an overfilled balloon. She lowers her head to your floppy face and kisses your lips. Not only have you lost the ability to speak, your can't even return your kiss; you have become a lifeless male blow-up doll, and you're beginning to get scared...