"Hey there is a whole box of these" he says and wanders over to the side of the room with the small shelf, and the box marked Love Glove.
You break out of your reverie as he steps away from you, his hand no longer playing with yours. Your dick? Your hand. You think it's just a hand. But why is it rubber? Why does it feel so good? You stand for a moment lost in thought, your head virtually floating away it's so filled with ideas, your body quivering in a mixture of a excitement and fear with a healthy does of something else. Need? You want to play with it, it feels good, why not? But your self control says no. You break your gaze away from the yellow glove that has replaced your dick and watch the stranger.
"Hey there are colors in here. Nice. I like the red one." He says, grinning in a drunken stupor as he lifts it from the box and stretches it out as far as he can then lets go with one hand. It snaps back and slaps him right on the face.
"Ow! Hey no fair." he laughs and with one hand starts to unbuckle his belt. You can see the boner he has already pressing against his pants. What an animal this guy is. He whips his jeans off to reveal his stiff erection, no underwear, and then begins to hike his shirt over his head.
"You may wanna reconsider. I mean... I don't think I can take this off." you say, and you waggle your hips a little to emphasize what you are talking about. The rubber hand feels amazing bobbing up and down there between your legs, in the cool air of the room.
"Psh. Yeah right, it's possessed!" he laughs again as he begins to push his boner in to the middle finger and pull the opening down over his balls. "Ow it kind pinches though, I'm a little big for this finger." He reaches down again to adjust himself and pulls at the empty fingers a little, then pulls at the edges of the red glove.
"Hey... I can't... what the fuck..." He tugs at it more frantically, and you can see that it's starting to happen. The fingers are filling in, the large middle finger that housed his penis is shrinking as are his balls as the rubber tightens and he grows a new hand jutting from his crotch. "Uh... holy... fuck..." he breathes as he begins to play with his new hand.
In just few seconds you see him stiffen as he orgasms, his breathing heavy. Your own glove is throbbing as you watch.