You strip off your clothes, exposing your new latex uniform and start to walk into the
showers. As you head that direction, you can feel the living latex move around a little on
your body as it senses what you are about to do.
Your friend sees you as you walk in the shower and is quite surprised. "What the hell are
you wearing bro?" he spouts off in a somewhat angry tone. "Its our new team uniforms
man," you say calmly, now standing just a few inches in front of him, "you should touch it,
feel how it fits my body so well."
Being such good friends, he trusts you and reaches out and touches the uniform, right on
the 6 plastered on your chest. The latex comes to life and extends to swallow up his finger
then splitting off from your uniform as it starts to move up his hand.
"What the hell, get this off of me!" he practically screams as he tries clawing it off with his
other hand. That only makes his problem worse as it starts to cover both hands with the
purple living latex. As it starts to extend up his forearms he begins to feel very tired just
like you did and starts to give up the fight. While staring at his hands and arms he goes
and lays down on a bench in the shower room.
You take a moment to go grab a game ball from the locker room next door and bring it to
him. As you hand it to him, he senses what it is exactly even though he's sleeping and
grabs it, now clutching it to his chest just like you did.