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Simone
She looked at the slightly crumpled note in her hand. She had imagined the beginning of her first vacation together very differently. Actually, she had known Al for two years, since they both worked in the same department of the construction group, he as a manager, she as a draftsman. They had come closer over time.
His happiness, but also the strong self -confidence, had drawn her attention to him, but she was dressed by an aura of the mysterious that surrounded him. After she had started to think about whether he would have a friend, one day she found that he was interested in her.
They started going out together, but every rendezvous unfortunately ended at their front door. In the end, she even asked him to make her company for the rest of the night. But he had politely but definitely indicated that she had to wait until the first day of her vacation.
It wasn’t easy for her, and the closer this day came, the more excited she became. Today was the day. In the morning she had found a letter from Al in her mailbox. It contained a small leaf paper with the inscription: “If you love me, you will visit the following addresses in their order and see you in the evening!“An attached note actually showed a list of four addresses.
She was undecided in front of the mirror, still the note in her hand.
In their long, dark hair tanned in the solarium, their opinion matched her well, and she decided not to make any make-up. With a blouse, jeans and linen shoes, she felt well equipped to start her tour to the given addresses. Nevertheless, she wondered slightly, which Al had probably thought of this campaign. The first address was reached! Surprisingly, she found that it belonged to a small hairdressing salon and hesitantly entered the shop.
“You have to be Simone!“A very unusual appearance was in front of her.
A young woman whose black -painted lips, forever long, bogged eyelashes and black, highly touped hair stood in a strong contrast to her almost white complexion. “Al has arranged everything for her. “With these words, Simone was bugs behind a paravent and was able to take a closer look at the clothes of her counterpart. A fire red mini skirt that shone like painted and could cover the bottom, a suitable lacquer jacket that ended right below the small breast and thus gave a view of the naked, thin waist and navel.
On the feet she wore tower -high paint pumps with platform soles. “How can you venture onto the street?“She thought and only now realized that you had already started working on her hair.
This disappeared shortly afterwards under a hood without giving instructions. An hour later Saj3 she back in front of the mirror, a towel wrapped around the head as the creature in paint stepped behind it and slowly opened the cloth. An outcry.
Long platinum blonde hair fell over her shoulders, were touped, styled and offered a stunning sight together with her dark facial color. When her solidification lay down, she was already found at the outcome of the shop, with a hairstyle that was like that of a glamor girl. “If someone sees me from my friends now!“, It drove her through her head.
She thought about turning home immediately, but an inner voice ordered her to obey the instructions of AL. Looking to the look forward, she reached her second destination out of breath.
A beauty salon. This time she wouldn’t let herself be surprised. She stormed in and immediately lay on the floor. A woman leaned over them with wonderful long hair, full lips, who, like the rest of the face, were tenderly made up.
She wore a top dress that sometimes seemed transparent and matched the stockings decorated with pointed stockings. These ended in black lace -up ankle boots with at least fifteen centimeters high, needle tips. She believed that leather to smell the boots while you are on the Legs was helped.
Then she opened her mouth to apologize for the collision that had been the cause of her fall, and her confusion was perfect. A deep voice showed her that she was dealing with a man here! He radiated such a perfect femininity that it was speechless.
So she did not resist when Jenny (this is how her new acquaintance imagined) she was on an empty chair. Al too had prepared everything here. Simone saw Jenny started to attach little stencils to her fingertips, distribute a mass on her nails and model new fingernails.
She had to keep still, and while the nails dried, Jenny got to work on her face. A quick pluck showed her that her eyebrows were smaller and smaller.
Individual false eyelashes were glued. The make-up followed. From the corner of the eye she saw a blood -red lipstick and felt her warm lips received a pleasantly cool surface. After the ink, her eyelids became unusually heavy and Jenny also provided them with an abundance of eyeshadow.
Without every mirror, she could only guess what had happened with her appearance. Now Jenny turned back to the nails. The stencils were removed and Simone was astonished to find that her nails had grown by at least three centimeters.
One after the other fire red was lovingly painted. But Jenny wasn’t finished yet.
She reached next to herself and suddenly had two gold chains in her hand, into which five small buttons were incorporated at regular intervals. A shower crawled Simone over the back when a hole has been drilled into a nail tip. The first button was placed on the hole and unresolved with a small counterpart on the underside. So Nagel followed nail until she wore a chain on each hand that ran from fingertips to fingertips.
She tried to spread her fingers completely, but the chain didn’t give her freedom.
Simone’s thoughts overturned. She would never have thought of the things that were now going with her here. But at that moment she knew that there was no back. Their initial confusion and reservation had made room for an unexpected excitement.
She wanted to do more for al, get lost in this game of transformation. She had closed her eyes, hardly noticed that her footnails were also painted, and only when Jenny thanked her for the visit, did she tear away from the thoughts. A little later she stood in front of the company sign of a fashion agency, the next station in her address list.
She lifted her hand to press the bell button and noticed for the first time what it was said to have that long nail. Her nail slipped off again and again, while the chain rang the bell, and finally she used her ankle.
The door opened automatically and it was in a small warehouse that was filled with a wide variety of clothes. The intense leather smell immediately noticed her, but she had no time to look closer. Between two shelves, a middle-aged woman appeared, de-ren upright gait and figure admiration. Signe Simone.
Having such a waist had to be fought hard by strict diets, the breast was very firm in an enviable shape, despite the blue stilettos with high paragraphs, which by the way suited the simple blue leather costume, which fits her like onseemed poured.
“We have already expected you!“This sentence was no longer new to Simone. “There are a few clothes prepared for them. Please go to this cabin and pull off. I’ll be with you right away.
“She did what one had asked for in a very specific tone. Although there was no mirror in the cabin, it found at least one bracket on which she draped her blouse and jeans. “Also yours underwear please!“She heard from outside and then slipped out of her white panties and sports bra. They also found space on the bracket.
“Now put your new body to.
He is already behind them!“Simone looked around. So far, it had not given it any meaning to the small pile of leather and metal. Now she took it carefully, and an artistically developed from strong leather straps, struggles and buckles. After some search, she found an introduction to the tangle and was so deepened that she didn’t notice how someone entered the cabin, suddenly she felt from behind.
With a jerk the leather straps slid up on her, buckles were put on and closed, rings were moved, and their “helpers” were already disappeared.
She looked down in itself. Straps lay below, above and over her bare breasts and around her neck. The Nipple lay free, framed by a metal ring. A wide leather belt ran down from the navel, shared above her step and ran past her lips on the right and left.
It ended on a ring that was placed in the middle of her pos. She could only guess the rest. The initially cool metal of her not protecting armor stopped sparkling, and yet goose bumps covered her whole body. She instinctively grabbed her clothes to protect herself.
But it was gone and it stayed when she called after it.
She reached for the buckles to solve her, but her new fingernails robbed her of every control of her fingers. The only result of her action was that the belt was teasing tighter on her step and her venus hill was curved upwards. Their cheeks glowed. Wagging of excitement rose in it.
Then she was taken from behind. The arms were lifted up and the chains of their fingernails clinked into a carabiner hook that hung from the ceiling. She stood there, unable to defend herself, raised her arms. A cool material closed around her upper body.
Something pushed under her breasts, and with a glance she could see that the lady had put on her breast -free leather corset in the blue costume, the lacing of which she began to close now.
Simone’s breasts looked like they were served on a tray in the new position. The lacing was tightly and firmly dressed, and in the end it was only able to take very small breaths. Your request to be able to do the arms at least, went unanimously. Instead, her opposite suddenly had a few thighshore stockings in her hand, but they don’t get out nylon or silver seemed to be silk.
They shone rather matt, but they were transparent. On command she lifted one leg and her foot moved in the stocking. You got a sweet smell in your nose, which only reminded her of one thing: rubber! She had heard of rubber clothes, but never saw anything like that before.
The stockings lay on their thighs like skin and were connected to the suspenders of the corset. The red lacquer of her toes shimmered through the material.
Again she had to raise her legs. This time it was a long black skirt that was pulled over her hip like a very tight hose and almost reached the ankles. It also consisted of smooth rubber, but much thicker than that of the stockings. Quite surprisingly, their hands were freed, their arms fell down and were immediately stowed away in the long sleeves of a black rubber blouse, which was only slightly floated on the upper arms, but otherwise skin.
The breast was worked separately, so that your breasts were literally sucked into the rubber envelope.
Her stiff nipples literally stabbed through the material. The structure of the corset was also clearly evident. A little later, Allthas was covered by a black costume jacket made of rubber. She still didn’t seem fully dressed because the carabiner hook closed again, and she was captured again with the arms raised.
The lady in the costume disappeared and appeared a short time later with two boxes and a small lace ribbon. The tape was placed around her neck to cover the still visible leather strap of her first “armor”.
Now the first box was opened. Simone didn’t think she was trusting her eyes. Bright red strap sandals came to light.
She stared at the heels: tower high and pointed like a needle. She would never be able to run in something like that! But here, too, her opinion was not asked. The first Fuj3 was carefully stowed in the sandal, a strap lock was around her slim fetlock and was provided with a tiny padlock. There was no key.
The second foot was also cared for, with the rubber of the stockings being smoothed, and the paint of her toes with the shoe formed a color and flashing unit.
“We don’t want it to get too cold between your legs. “With these words, her“ hint lady ”in the last remaining cardboard. In her hand she had a piece of leather that was provided with two buckles at each end. She started rolling up Simones Rock from below and thus releasing her shame again.
Simone could see how the buckles of one side were attached on the back of their corset and saw that the same attachment option was intended on the front. However, before the leather strip was struck over her step, the host took to a shelf, and there were two white balls in the size of a golf ball that was fastened to a cord at a short distance.
With obviously enjoyment, she took the balls in her mouth and moistened with her saliva. Before Simone was able to worry about this process, she had the balls back in her hand, approached Simones and broke one ball after the other slowly into her vagina without paying attention to the excited outcry from Simone. Only the end of the thread remained visible and commuting between the legs.
Now the two front buckles were closed and the skirt was brought back into its original location. The jacket and skirt were sprayed with a spray and briefly polished. It all started to shine as if it were covered by a wet film.
Now Simone was finally liberated and, supported by her host, was led directly in front of the studio door. She was alone again.
The last goal of your address list was not far from here. She took a few first tentative steps. She was not aware of what she looked like. Her platinum blonde hair, red lips and the extravagant, blood-red fingernails fit perfectly with the flashing rubber costume and the high heels.
Her figure was in no way inferior to her last hostess. The corset helped her to a wasp waist and her breast was admirable in size and shape. The long skirt only allowed her to take small, dancing steps, which was reinforced by the high heels.
After the first few meters, Simone felt a strange tingling between his legs. The balls! They contained a smaller steel ball that started to swing with every movement, and these vibrations sent their waves through the body.
She also felt the heat that began to form under her rubber skin. She felt like the first sweat pearls ran down on her. So she started her way in the pedestrian zone for forced to look in the face by the upright walk. Full of surprise, she found that she was stunned from all sides.
“Nothing like gone!“, It shot through her head.
She started running as quickly as the long skirt allowed her, and her stilettos rattled on the asphalt like the hooves of a horse. The vibration in her abdomen increased, the straps along her vagina, sweat began to accumulate in the feet of her stockings. Hot waves chased through their body. Shortly before she believed her destination, her view of the display of a business that consisted of a large mirror moved into the display of a business.
It was the first time, that she could see herself as a completely changed being. She troubled to keep on her feet.
She looked so exciting! She noticed how she lost the last control and a lustful climax started. With the last strength she tore off, stuck through the next house and back yard, the house, whose address had been at the end of her list. A large, dark room received it.
Lüster donated warm candlelight. A large bed stood in the middle, framed by a gallery of mirrors. Then a figure came out of the darkness, dressed in rubber from head to toe, the head mask had a rubber hose at the level of the mouth, which in turn seemed to end in a panties that was currently going down in front of the chest.
Despite the thick rubber suit, Simone immediately recognized behind the mysterious figure. With a deep sigh she sank into his arms.
He carried her to the bed without a word, pulled her out of her skirt and loosened the front buckles of her Briefs. A cloud of sweet smell rose, and slowly alt. Simone noticed how he Tongue And teeth began to pull out the cord with the two domes. “What a vacation start!“She still thought and then revealed a never -ending orgasm.
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