The latex in your legs stiffen, and then you start walking away from the pile of cum on the floor. Your heels clack, and a slight squeak fills the air. The store facades fade out of view, and then you see where the latex has taken you. "The bathroom? I don't have to go right now." But the latex forces you to walk inside the bathroom. There, opposite the stalls, are urinals. No, not urinals, some kind of padded tube. Suddenly you're brought to a halt directly in front of the hole. A beat, and your upper body is forced to bend down, and stare at the floor. Your massive tits hang loose in the tight blazer. Then, slowly, the latex forces your body through the hole. Its padded, with a soft material. It's satin, and starts ever so slightly teasing your nipples through your clothing. The latex keeps pushing, and then you reach the end of the hole. Its some kind of face plate, letting your mouth and nose breath, with space, but a covering preventing your eyes from seeing anything. Then, a loud hum, and the hole starts getting tighter, the padded material constricting you to prevent any escape. You struggle, but then realize that your arms are outside this hole, off to the side somewhere, just as tightly constricted. Your ass and pussy are on display for the world to see, and you're half blind.
Then the purpose of this trip becomes clear. A few probing fingers touch your wet pussy. Then, suddenly you're full of cock. Then, another cock shoves its way into your mouth, and one more into your ass, and more into your hands. The latex, an invisible hand in your mind, forcing you to service the cocks. Use more tongue, slow down your jerks, grind against his cock.
After years of fucking the cocks finally cum, filling you up even more, and giving you a hot, sticky meal. But more show up, lots more. Its a never ending parade of fucking in a public restroom.
Finally, after what seems like a century of orgasms, the last cock leaves your pussy, and the hole lets you free. With a hiss, the satin disengages, and you fall out in a heap. Your clothes have been re decorated with a pearly white sheen, along with most of your body.
But most worringly, is now your tummy has a hard spot.