You slowly walk towards your mirror, the weight of your new breasts throwing you off
balance every couple of steps, the sound of your latex skin rubbing against itself
unbearable.
Once in front of the mirror you stare at your reflection, your male face stuck to the hottest
female body you've ever seen; ample double D bosom, full bubbly behind, long and slender
legs, small feminine hands and feet, and a waist that almost seemed fragile. You then stare
at your clothes: a tight, short skirt as indecent as a whore's; and your equally tight, and
rubbery white shirt.
You feel scared and angry at your new body, yet, strangely aroused by it.
"I am only missing the blond hair" You think, imagining the usual bimbo image you know,
when suddenly the latex starts to crawl up your neck.
You panic and try to stop the latex to no vail; it crawl over your mouth and forces it's way
in, crawls it way up your nose, covering your eyes, and to the top of your face.
Soon your whole head is covered in latex. But soon afterwards you feel it mould to it and
change.
After a while you are able to see again. You rub your face and feel latex against latex. You
then stare back at the mirror only to see the face of a woman with full lips, blue yes, perky
nose, and blonde cresses stare back. All made of latex.
You try to scream but only a giggle comes out.