Fetish Family by Metilanato

Fetish Family by Metilanato

Old series of vignettes about a fetish family.

Part 1

The alarm clock started to beeping at seven in the morning, and as always the first one that woke up was Gabriel. Not because his wife and his daughters were too sleepy to wake up, but all of them were completely unaware of the sharp noise, also if for different reasons.

He smiled watching his adorable wife sleeping peacefully near him, and caressed slowly her breasts, then the navel and down to the encased legs, then up again until he touched slightly the rigid neck and the tight and warm latex mask enclosing totally her face if not for the nose and mouth, the same ancient pink tight latex that was sheathing her a second skin in her armless nightgown, rendering her a sort of sweet and adorable mummy. She yawned, her eyes opened but seeing if not the black of the blindfolding mask.

“Already time to wake up?” she asked, knowing she was not able to listen any answer, the heavy duty latex foam earplugs deep in her ears since the moment her husband dressed her up. He tapper her forehead one time. “Oh, pity… I was dreaming a so sweet dream. Babies already up?” He tapped twice. “Understood. You goes in showers, I unpack them?”

He smiled not seen and helped her to sit on the king bed, covered in white and blue latex sheet, as royal blue were the pillow, also sheathed in latex, then started to unzip per mummy-nightgown from the neck to half the back, leaving her enough space to wriggle her warm and sweated arms out the garment and finish to free herself. He went to the shower, where he removed the black latex hood he had on, zipped on the back and with mouth, nose and eye holes, removing also the dark blue short sleeved T-shirt and the black bike shorts he was using as pajama, washing himself and cleaning at the same time the waterproof garments. He dressed in the bathrobe and went on the bedroom again, watching the discarded nightgown along with the blinding hood resting on the bed. He dressed for work, a simple black business suit with white shirt and blue tie, the only kinky detail a pair of black latex skintight shorts as underwear.

“They are awake?” he shouted smiling.

“Yes, dear, but not yet able to move. Can you finish with them while I dress me up?” answered Naomi, her beloved wife, from the twins room.

“Sure. Mind to stay blind”?

“I would love it, honey, but not today, Gabriel.” answered the woman, returning totally naked in the bedroom and choosing something to wear for the breakfast. “I have to pick up the shirts in the laundromat and I promise Christine to help her with that project of hers.” she said, closing the wardrobe and starting to put on a light blue dressing gown in heavy latex that went on her as it was made of silk, closed on the front by a long belt. From near the bed she picked up her high heeled slippers, the minimum she would use, with 3″ heels.

He laughed slightly. “What she invented this time as a job of the century?”

“Something about decoupage and online shop…” answered the woman, caressing his face and kissing him sweetly on the lips. “Go, my love, our babies are waiting for you.” she said when the kiss was over, then she moved to the kitchen, at the ground floor of the two floors house where they lived, to prepare breakfast.

Gabriel drank her image sighing, then went to the girls room. Effectively each one had a room, but they always preferred to sleep together, so one day in a room, one day in another, they were sleeping in the same bed, hugging each other while sleeping. As they were doing at that moment, vacuum packed in a transparent plastic double sheet that was hugging their curves perfectly, leaving them not able to move, if not wriggling slightly, their heads free from the plastic but each one covered in a eyeless black plastic hood with only nose and mouth free.

“Someone can free us, please?” asked Samantha, the one on the right of the bed.

“Please, someone can free us, please?” asked also Susan.

They were not aware of who was on the room, the lack of sight and the lack of hearing due to the earplugs deeply inserted in their ears leaving them totally blind and deaf as the mother was some minute before. Gabriel patted their enclosed heads for a second.

“Dad!” they said together, smiling. “Good morning.”

He didn’t answered, clicking a switch on the wall, a subtle humming noise stopping suddenly, then he unscrewed a plug in the vacuum bed, and slowly the air entered in the two layers, permitting them to move and act on the double sided airtight zipper on the vacuum bad itself, wriggling outside still blind and deaf, showing they were well experienced in doing it. Both were dressed in slightly loose vinyl pajama similar to the ‘80 sauna suits, Sam in light pink, sue in light green. They turned giggling the back to where her father was, sure he was on the same position he was every day while waiting them to wake up, and presented the hood padlocked zipper. Gabriel retrieved a key from the pocket and opened the small padlock, decorative more than effective, and helped them to remove the hoods and earplugs. They both hugged him at the same time.

“Good morning, pumpkins!” he laughed, trying not to ruin on the floor for the enthusiasm. “I suppose you slept right, but now quick: shower and dress up for school, while we complete the breakfast. Go, now!” he said in a false irate tone, pointing the finger in bathroom direction.

The girls both stand to attention smiling.

“If not?” Sam asked, giggling.

“You will be punished: no dessert this evening, no videogames for today and one week with no special dresses.” he smirked.

The girls were horrified and run as they were chased by hellhounds, laughing as the father.

Another day was beginning, another fetish perfect day.

Part 2

Naomi waved her hand to Gabriel from the kitchen window. Her husband was driving the family car, directed to work, stopping at the twins school that was on the way. The three of them were ready to start their day, all of them dressed as all the other around them, hiding well the special garments that they loved.

Gabriel was in one of his business suit, classical, not at all fancy, practically a sort of man in black, ready for a meeting and a small training to a group of new employees, but under the cotton shirt and gabardine trousers he was wearing a sleeveless, neckless, short legged skintight garment in transparent latex, in order to be invisible from outside, with also a penis sheath and a zipper to let him go to toilette without removing it and well, play with her if she would be in the mood when back from office.

Sam and Sue, twins also in what they were wearing, where in skinny jeans and a T-shirt, sneakers and a small jeans jacket, then only difference the color of it, dark blue for Sam, olive green for Sue. Being not for both gym day, they went for a latex skintight heavy jumpsuit that was moulding their already attractive figure, Sam in blue, her twin in green, slightly visible under the T-shirt but appearing as a sleeveless leotard.

Naomi was hard as a rock that they can not try to hide a latex shortsleeved catsuit under the garments because it was transparent, but she was sure they would return on the argument. They were not totally aware of the problems that could rise fi the “people” would discover what they like. It was too dangerous, ans so they had to live a sort of outlaw life, hiding everything, avoiding to tell friends about it, checking no one will see a latex sleeve here or a stocking there. She sighed, thinking while removing the remaining of the breakfast and washing it, her hands sheathed in yellow opera rubber gloves she found on the net in a chinese site. Not really stylish, but perfect for that job, when often they were protecting another, thinner and more elegant pair of latex gloves.

“What I can wear today?” she thought moving on the bedroom and scanning mentally and with her hazelnut eyes. “Lovely, but I have chores to do today…” she thought looking at one dress. “This one is ok, but a little bit on the naked side. Better to be used when in the mood.” she murmured looking to another one. “There we are. I can put this and this then this and that with those boots. Yes, it will be perfect for chores and also for the trip to the mall with Cristine and her daughter Lea.”

She removed the light blue dressing gown and stood naked for a while, then put on a long sleeved latex leotard with a neck entry and a color quite matching the human skin. “Mannequin, it’s called, if I remember correctly.” she thought while finishing to snap the neck in position. All her garments, as the ones of Gabriel and the twins, were in chlorinated latex, easy to glide over the skin and softer, with also a subtle perfume of latex that was not or quite not at all perceivable from the others. Over it went a black medium thickness latex catsuit with a front zip from neck to navel, completed with latex sock and moulded toe fingers, but not gloves as she loved. She was so used to have latex on her fingers that she was considering herself naked without them on, but safety first, and going around in latex gloves was not the easiest thing to explain when in public. At home it was another story, she and the twins were eager to obey to the alpha man that “No female naked finger must be seen in ma house.”. She zipped up totally the catsuit, sheathing her neck in two layers of latex ans were her arms and body, and she loved the sensation of double enclosure. But she had not finished. A black corset, made with steel stays and soft but unyielding kid leather, was wrapped around her waist and tightened with expert hands, until she was able to close it on the back, her waist smaller of three inches, a real hourglass figure but not so extreme to draw too much attention. She used small silver padlocks on the corset eyelets, so also if the laces would broke, the padlocks would retain the the corset fully closed. The keys where with Gabriel, so until that evening she was stuck on what she decided to wear, and she was really happy, if not excited about it.

To cover the marvellous garments, she used a long sleeved, really conservative white shirt with frills and starched neck and wrists and a long skirt that was cut similar to the one in use on the ‘50, but touching the floor due to the length. She removed the 3″ heeled slippers and with some effort due to the corset laced and padlocked as the corset dark brown calve length ballet boots, the 6.5″ heel matching perfectly the gown length, that was at the same time hiding them from public view.

“Some make-up, little chores to be done and I’m ready to go out. It was a pleasure to dress up like this, and I’m sure Gabriel will love to undress me this evening, or better complete the outfit with something more…” she smiled, heading for the living room.

Part 3

It was couple of hours before dinner when Sam and Sue switched off the television and headed to the garden, where their mother was relaxing on a deck-chair under the sun, half sleeping.

They went to her and touched slightly her right shoulder, waiting her to open her eyes and watch them. when she did it, they tried to smile, the latex and plastic panel gags over the lower face impeding them any expression, stealing also the speech if not for small gurgling and mumbling sounds.

Naomi also was gagged, in her case with three long strips of transparent adhesive tape positioned horizontally and then forming a X over her lower face. She smiled, the tape creaking slightly, and with her transparent vinyl sheathed fingers removed the tape to speak to them.

“Hi princesses. Everything fine?” she asked, seating on the deck-chair, her body apparently covered only by a light cotton summer dress flowers printed, but effectively her whole skin sealed under a transparent vinyl catsuit including moulded feet, gloves and a hood that was leaving only the face oval free from the tight and sweaty hug, her hairs wetted and crushed under the hood and covered with a real hairs wig. They nodded, mumbling and indicating the back of their heads with their latexed fingers. Both girls were dressed identically, with black spandex leggings wet-look, sneakers and white T-shirts short sleeved, so the long opera gloves were totally visible, blue for Sam, green for Sue. Naomi was quite sure their latex underwear were coordinated to the gloves color. “Ah, yes, the padlock. Why you want it removed? It’s not still dinner time.”

While Sam was nodding and turning to show the small stainless steel and brass padlock, Sue mimed a run.

“Mmmmghh, blllgghh!” she gurgled, a subtle saliva trail exiting her stretched mouth and moving to her chin and then over the cotton T-shirt. As her sister, her lips were stretched around a fairly big black hard rubber reproduction of a male member, shorter than normal to let them wear the panel gag longer, also all day as they already did in the past. The panel in itself was made of clear plexiglass perfectly painted to reproduce their skin texture and color along with smiling lips, fixed to the face suing transparent plastic straps in order to give a first impression they were not gagged.

“Ah, ok, you want to do jogging.”

Both nodded again, and quickly, catching a small keyring with small keys attached, she picked up the right ones and freed them, helping also extracting the 2″ large, 4″ long rubber male member perfectly reproduced, along with a good amount of saliva.

“Thaak you, hommy.” they said in unison, the speech not totally clear due to the various hours they were gagged like that. “It’s still light and we are bored to stay on the sofa, so why not doing some exercise?”

“I will not be the one to stop you, coach potatoes. Please remember the antismog masks, we are not in a real industrial area, but better be safe than sorry. Now go, I’m bored to see you here.” she smiled.

The brunettes smiled also, nodding and running away to change and exit. It was not the first time they would do a jogging in the area. There was a public park with a quite long track less than a kilometer far. They would go there, complete five lap then back home for shower and dinner. They stripped off to underwear, effectively in latex and in the same gloves color. Slightly sad they unsheathed their arms and hands, the weather not so cold to justify gloves to cover the latex ones, then put on black latex leggings and a black latex long sleeved top, leaving the waist bared. Over the they put a hooded tracksuit, both light grey but with details in blue for Sam and green for Sue, and gym running shoes with the same color details. From the wardrobe they extracted a antismog mask really similar to the ones you can buy for cycling or similar, but in black neoprene-like material. The mask was provided with also earphones and a small 3.5 mm jack to be fixed in a radio or MP3 player.

The resemblance was only external, because internally there was a metal ring lined in soft rubber and two long soft pipes that will go in the nostrils. the girls help each other to put the masks on and closing them on the back with a self closing system that could be opened only by one the keys in mom keyring, then attached the small cable running from the mask to a battery disguised as a Ipod, fixing the same to the tracksuit with the provided clip. Both girls were aware that with the mask on they were totally gagged and with internal check valves, they could only pick up air from the nose and breathe out from the mouth.

“Mmmmghhh?” asked Sue, inserting the earplugs that were transmitting white noise , deafening them, lifting up the hood and tightening the strings around the neck.

Sam nodded, while doing the same thing. So they exited and started to run. They were expecting the moment the electronic system in the mask would track their position by GPS and act on the valves in the nostrils pipes. At prefixed coordinates, already established by dad knowing they were always doing that path, the valves will close, and will not open until they will arrive to another map point. The coordinates were not the same for both of them so in each moment at least one of the two was able to breathe and eventually help the other if anything would go wrong, but the coordinated were randomised each time, so they could not know when and for how long they will not be able to breathe. the idea was already exciting them, and halfway the path from home to the park, Sue mask went in action. She touched her sister hand to tell her it, and after more or less two minutes she stopped, her legs trembling while she had to sustain herself on a wall, the other hand over her chest burning from excitement and lack of air. She trembled a last one, mumbling.

“Good for you. I hope to have the same soon…” smiled mentally Samantha, while they restarted to walk, Susan recovering from the shattering orgasm. “And we did only less than a kilometer. We have still six to go…”

Part 4

When Gabriel, after parking the car in the driveway, entered home, the house was practically silent. He could hear a soft noise, barely audible, from the kitchen, but nothing more. He smiled, not loosing time to shout a not so unusual from a family man “Honey, I’m home!”, knowing it would be wasted voice. Leaving the rigid briefcase over the small table on the entrance, he walked on the kitchen, finding her beloved Naomi cooking. She was giving him her back, and he extracted his smartphone, finding her whatsapp contact. Punching the button for the voice messages, he smiled.

“Good evening, love…” he said, then sent it. After some second, she stopped, then she turned and her eyes met its. “I missed you.” he said slowly, so she could read his lips. She moved to him, a slow and exciting movement of her hips due to the tight and thick black and shiny latex dress she was wearing. It was really similar to the hobble dress worn by Carolyn Jones in the old Addams family series, but more tight fitting, thick and with the skirt hem not similar to octopus tentacles, but a full circle deformed by the movement, creating a strange effect, as she was footless, a figure emerging from a black shiny pool. When she arrived, she mumbled something unintelligible and hugged him with her right arm, the thick latex creaking trying to prevent her movement. “I love you too, my dear.” he answered, returning the hug with both arms and kissing her gagged mouth. Apparently she was free, but when near it could be seen that Naomi was wearing a metal and silicon facelike mask with her features. they ordered it together, and they were waiting something similar for the girls. The mask was complete, covering the whole head down to the shoulders, leaving her able only to breathe and see form two small holes in the mask eyes. Internally the light skeleton in stainless steel, dipped inside the silicon, was impeding her any kind of facial expression, freezing her in the subtle happiness showed by the mask face, that was also impeding her any sound due to the big inflatable and shaped gag fully pumped in her mouth since the morning. The bluetooth earphones were permitting her to listen music or anything that can be transmitted by her smarthphone, but nothing else.

She released him from the one armed hug, and indicated with her transparent latex gloved hand the cookers, then tilting her head as a request of approval. For him enjoyment, she tried to flex the left arm, but the tight corset under the one armed dress, apart stealing her at least 4″ of waist, was trapping useless the whole arm, blocked at her side under the armpit to knees restraining device.

“It’s perfect. Pasta. What for seasoning?” he asked, but after a second, sniffing the air, he smiled. “Carbonara, correct?” She nodded, mumbling again. “I love you a little more only for this…”

She punched him on the check slightly, trying to appear angry, then indicated him to go away, turning her back to him and restarting to cook, the operation impaired by her self-imposed disability.

He went on the upper floor, disregarding the room closed door of his beloved twin daughters, undressed himself and went for a hot shower before dressing in a formfitting black latex short sleeved, short legged, round necked catsuit zipped on the front. Over it he went for a loose plastic two pieces tracksuit in metallic grey with black details, with rubberbands on waist, wrists and ankles, along with black rubber gloves and socks to complete the outfit. Enjoying the sensations and happy that the catsuit was hiding perfectly what the sensations were doing on her crotch, he turned slowly the door knob, entering in Samantha and Susan room.

They were playing an online game, one of that FPS one similar to the other. That one was pretty good and they were playing in the spare time since couple of months, each one on her laptop, linked to the house wireless lan. Samantha as always was dressed as much as possible in blue, while Susan in green. In that moment both were in full latex catsuit, complete with hood. Black latex stockings, black latex opera gloves and black latex underbust corsets were sheathing and constricting their bodies, reducing the waist about 4″. A black strap running from front to back at mouth level was indicating they were gagged and padlocked. Gabriel was sure that they were deaf also, a small protrusion under the latex hood, covering the whole head apart a hole for their hairs combed in a ponytail, indicating heavy industry grade earplugs.

He went near and tapped slightly their shoulders to attract attention.

“Ghhihh haaah a hiiihhhhe!” gurgled Sam, as her sister her mouth stretched around a steel rubber lined ring gag with a tongue depressing plate. Trails of saliva, new and old, were showing their paths from the mouths over the chin, neck and body, down to the floor. “Aaahhhu ahhe uuuu?”

“Hooooccc hhent hiiinhee?” asked Sue, moving the mouse to change the visual, her double sheathed fingers (Gabriel knew that under the opera gloves there were the attached gloves of the catsuit) moving quick over the buttons.

“Ok, no problem, I give you a minute, pumpkins. Finish the level, then we can talk. The work went fine, slowly but ok. I had also some spare time to think about some new project involving you.”

“Heeeally?”

“Yes, really Sue. But it’s still and it will remain a secret.” he smiled, stroking the latexed heads and waiting them to finish and disconnecting. He picked up from his trousers pocket a keyring and opened the small locks on the gag, then helping them to remove the large rings. “So, how was your day?”

They worked the jaws before answering at the unison, as they prepared the speech before.

“Fine. School was ok, the usual things. We helped mom a little while before doing homework and study, then we chattedwith our friends and then shower and games.”

“Good. Remember not to play too much.”

“We did it for…” Sue checked the alarm clock on the near bed. “one hour and something.”

“Sure? Checking the saliva…”

“No, no.” answered immediately Sam. “We changed in this just after lunch, so this is why we were so… wet.”

“And now we are also hungry.”

“As I am. Mom did Pasta alla Carbonara, better if we hurry down or she will be the one eating everything.”

“I doubt about it. Her mask, that wonderful perfect, so inviting mask…” mumbled Sam.

“We can arrange something. You will remove the hoods for dinner?” asked the man.

“No way.” they said, lacing the 4″ heels black patent leather ankle length boots and starting to move to the kitchen. “But about the mask, what do you mean?”

He smiled.

“Well, mom must remove it for dinner, she already had no lunch because she was in that outfit and mask since this morning, so I will not put it back on her. But I think it’s a shame not to use it on someone else…” Both twins giggled , while their eyes sparkled with joy and excitement. “I think that one of you can have the mask, while the other can have the corset and dress… Until tomorrow morning.”

“I want the mask!” they both said, not because the corset or dress were not fantastic, but the idea to look as mom, knowing the effect on dad, was really amusing.

“We can do a contest. After dinner, while mom is doing a shower and change, we will be on the living room to decide who will have the mask. I think it’ will be a breatholding contest… sorry, breathtaking.”

The girls smiled as a child in a candy shop.

“What we will use?”

“Now dinner, then you will discover.”

The four had just finished to have dinner, chatting and enjoying a good pasta and listening what happened to the twins at school and to Gabriel at work. Nothing special, but a way to stay together and for Naomi to listen something different than the white noise that was filling her ears during all the day.

She changed herself in a more comfortable dress. It was in purple PVC, creaking and warm, with a zipper on the back, long sleeves and a V-neck. The gown, pleated in the stile used on ‘50, was brushing just under her knees where grey latex stockings were visible and 4″ heeled slippers were padlocked to her feet with silver heart-shaped padlocks. As the girls, she was gloved, her gloves clear PVC quite thick and sweat inducing, considering the condensation patches visible.

The girls and Gabriel were dressed as before lunch, for the girls the gags were dangling as necklaces just above the breasts.

Sam was the first to finish the dessert, liking her lips and sucking the gloved fingers to clean them from the eventual ice cream patches.

“Dad…”

“Yes, darling?”

“You spoke before dinner about a game.”

Naomi looked at him, not knowing about it, but smiling.

“A game, dear?” she asked, starting to remove the dishes and putting them in the dishwasher. “I hope not a videogame.”

“No, no. It seems that the girls like a lot the mask you have on today, and also the dress, so…”

She smiled, understanding. “I think this evening we will have two moms, right? But how far we will go?”

He thought for a second before answering. “What do you think if the extent to be you will be decided by how good they will be?”

“What do you mean?” she asked, then she turned her head to the girls. “Go on our room and retrieve the mask and the dress, if you don’t mind, girls.”

They rushed immediately, leaving them alone.

“I was thinking already to a contest for them. The winner will have the mask until morning, the looser the corset and dress. The challenge will be a breathplay contest, but I’m not sure what to use. What I was thinking is that we can set milestones, so longer the winner will hold the breath, more she will do as mom.”

“Up to where?”

“You decide, my dear.” he answered.

“Not up to that point, not yet, also if I know you would like it so much, and they would be. Maybe when their face will be ready.”

“I agree.” he nodded. “And for the contest, what we will use?”

“I think that last time we used bags, so why not condoms this time?” she suggested. “I’m sure that we can seal them at the same time, so it will be easier to see the winner. I think I have still couple of condom I saved for future use.”

He widened his eyes.

“They will use…”

“Why not? There is no harm, and I’m sure they will like it. I go catch them, so we will return all three.”

When all the four were, after a minute, on the living room, Naomi explained the rules, sitting comfy on the couch with her husband, the mask and the corset with dress near her, not yet washed.

“Ok girls. the rules are simple: the one that will faint last will win, and will have my face mask padlocked over her head until tomorrow morning, and she could have the same rights I have with dad, apart sexual interacts. You can excite him, tease him but not let him cum. the looser will have the one armed corset and dress, acting as a maid for us until tomorrow morning.”

They smiled, licking their lips at the idea.

“Actually if the winner will faint before five minutes from the start, she will have the mask but not any mom right. If the winner will faint after five minutes, she will have all my rights. The breathplay will be done with these used condoms.”

“Used?” they both startled, panting for excitement.

“Yes. One for each one, with your arms tied on the back with handcuffs. It’s ok for you?”

“When we will start?” they both said turning their back and showing the wrists together to indicate they want to be tied. “I will be the one that will win.” they said one to the other, smiling and showing their tongue, giggling at the same time.

Both Gabriel and Naomi clicked and blocked the handcuffs to avoid any danger or pain to the girls, then let them seat on the floor comfy, tuning the TV on their favourite show. The condom were stretched slowly in order not to ruin or tear them, the whitish surface, partly for the material, partly because the remaining of the sperm inside, turning quite clear because the enlargement. They were over the hooded head of the girls.

“At my three.” the woman said, while Sam and Sue were breathing hard in order to catch all the oxygen they could. “One… Two… Three!” At that moment, the condom were pushed over the girls head, down to the neck, when they were released, snapping around the neck, sealing the air and everything inside, showing the crushed nose and face of the girls, that smiled and liked the internal part of the condom as much as they could, while trying to follow the show, the vision impaired by the airproof material.

The parents went on the couch, starting to caress each other and kissing, not really interested in the TV, but after two or three minutes they started to see the girls, that were showing the first signs of lack of air, but both were not giving up. Sue went near the sister, and searched her face, sucking the condom inside her mouth, her features distorted and beautiful, as Naomi could sense by the bulging pants of her husband. the sister did the same, and they kissed each other in a sort of french style, mumbling and moaning breathlessly.

Naomi moved her gloved hand over the crotch of her husband, smiling.

“Do you like it?” she whispered. He could only nod, the vision of the girls kissing each other and the gloved hand of his wife on the zipped crotch were overwhelming. “Let see if we can spice things up…” she smiled, freeing his cock from the latex prison, stroking it slowly and moving her mouth near it, her tongue licking the tip a couple of times, then her lips went all over it and down to the base.

He mumbled while his dick went hard and pulsing, licked and kissed. Naomi was expert, teasing and not cumming, and the time went on, until Sam movement went slow and her head was quite spinning. Not that Sue was better, but she wanted that mask and after another minute her sister collapsed on the floor, twitching, her lips blue but smiling under the tight latex.

“Mmmmmghh…” mumbled the winner, her lips as blue as the sister, her head moving as she was drunk, and after ten, twenty seconds, she also fainted. Gabriel freed them immediately, checking they were fine, and when he was sure, he and Naomi continued to do what they started, waiting the girls to wake up to dress them up.

Part 5

“Fuck!” Sue said entering home, throwing the backpack on a corner of the living room and landing heavily on the sofa. Sam was in the same dark mood, but remained silent.

Their mother went from the kitchen on the living room, silent, if not for the click-clack of the high heeled shoes she was wearing, partially hidden by the long and heavy dark red pleated latex skirt, A white long sleeved, high necked victorian styled white latex shirt was completing her outfit along with a black latex waist cincher.

“Mmrrghh?” she asked, her mouth, well, her whole lower face and also under the shirt neck, covered with several strips of 3" wide clear electrical tape.

“The school changed the gym lesson time…” sighed Samantha. “And this means two problems.”

“Yeah, fucking problems!”

“Shuhan!” mumbled Naomi, looking at the girl in a quite angry way.

“Sorry mom, but it’s really unfair.”

She indicated the kitchen, and then with her clear plastic sheathed hand (the only part visible of her clear PVC opera gloves) her closed mouth.

“Yes, mom…” they said, going in their room to change themselves and enjoy the lunch.

Both removed the jeans and T-shirt they had, along with the worn sneakers, showing they were wearing latex panties and bra, then after a quick washing up of hands and face, they put on thick and tight latex opera gloves, latex stockings and a loose catsuit in partially transparent plastic, similar to the cheap sauna suits that can be found on market. Susan went for the green style, while Samantha went for the blue, something that was permitting also friends to distinguish the two otherwise identical twins. Combing the hairs in tight high ponytails, they went down, 4" heeled ankle boots clicking on the floor.

Naomi had removed the tape gag, and already served the lunch, meat and basmati rice.

“So, explain me the problem…”

“The school reviewed the lessons time, and our class had the gym moved from last two hours of tomorrow to first two hours of Monday, so this week no lessons. but the problem is that at this point we will have to do showers at school.”

“Yes, and this means that we can not have on us our underwear.” continued Sam.

The woman nodded.

“Yes, obviously, because you can not show to your friends your latex underwear… and this is one problem.”

“Yes, the second one is that the whole school day in Monday will be latex free. I can not accept it!” mumbled while eating Sue. “Fucking school!”

“Susan!” shouted the mother. “I can understand you are angry, but it’s the third time in less than one hour you are using such bad worlds. This will cost you a punishment.”

“Sorry mom…”

“Anyway, I think that you can accept such a small distress, but if you really really can’t accept it, I have a possible solution.”

“Really?”

She nodded.

“I can just hide a pair of your underwear inside normal fabric one, like a sandwich. Outside lycra, inside latex. So no one will know but you will know you have latex on you.”

“Really?” they repeated.

“Yes, my lovely fetish girls. and to compensate this distress, I think me and dad can think to anticipate a small surprise for you.”

“What kind of surprise?”

She smiled wickedly.

“If dad will accept, we can show you already this evening. Now finish your lunch, I have three gags to put on in the family before restarting doing my chores. And about the punishment of you, my dear Susan, I’m sure that before doing your homework, you will be reeeeally happy to help me ironing.”

“I… ironing?” she frowned.

“Yes, a good hour or so of ironing in the winter maid outfit fully locked up, then you can do your homework, and to avoid to delay you, you will remove the maid outfit only before dinner.”

Susan sighed, a tear near her eyes corner, while Sam was secretly smiling. Susan hated ironing, and the winter maid outfit was everything but fresh. she would be cooked alive for dinner time.

Part 6

After dinner, served by a perfect latex encased maid (Susan), the family reunited in the living room for enjoy a lazy evening. Sue was permitted to remove the three masks she had on, because the winter maid costume, apart being a full coverage of her body with at least two or three layers of latex, had also a lifelike mask that Naomi covered with a black one leaving only pinholes for eyes and nostrils. Sue had under the lifelike mask also her hood, so she was hot and sweaty, but in some way happy to be so covered, and as her sister, eager to discover what mom put as a hint.

“So seems that someone learned her lesson?” asked Gabriel, stroking the sweated hairs of his daughter.

“Yes dad.”

“Until next time…”

“Samantha, if I remember correctly you too are good friend with the maid mask and costume…” glanced partially hard the mother, seated near her husband, covered with her pink nightgown and her body encased totally in clear plastic vinyl, head included if not for a small hole, her face encased in a rebreathing mask already fogged by perspiration.

The girl blushed, as her sister not masked at the moment.

“Ok, now, before we will start to see the movie, mom told me during the day that you had some problem at school with gym, but she solved it and she said also you can have a small surprise.”

“When?” they asked.

“Now, if you want.”

They nodded.

“Ok”. panted the woman. “Go in your room and undress yourself, you have in any way to put up the pajama, but return here naked. the surprise can be worn only if naked.”

The run away, while the parents giggled.

“You think they are ready?”

“Well, at least they will not stole my panties anymore, I hope. and if they can wear mine for a whole day, these ones will be a easy business for them.”

He nodded, caressing the plastic encased woman near him and kissing her, the lips touching trough the vinyl, her breathing rapid and enclosed in the mask. when they detached, she smiled and gasped for air.

“It seems you are quite aroused.” she said, indicating also his bugling pants.

“I can’t hide anything to you.”

She nodded.

“But I hide my face, and I know how much you like my face. Mind to have three wife today?”

He smiled as answer.

She rose form the sofa and went on their room, listening the girls giggling while helping each other undressing, and retrieved two full face mask that were her face copy, including the neck and part of the shoulders, able to be zipped and locked in place over the wearer head. When Gabriel saw the mask, he gasped.

“Naomi, but they are…”

“Yes, why not? I’m sure they will like, and well, I think you will like also.” she smiled under the mask. “Susan it’s still in punishment, so she will have the ponytail one.”

He was mouth agape, but helped her to hide the mask under some cushion, listening the girls returning. they were totally naked, showing clearly their excitement.

Gabriel gave them two small cardboard boxes.

“So finally you can avoid stealing mom special panties…” he giggled.

They gasped.

“How…”

“One, You are not so silent ninja as you think. Second, if you use them, at least wash them and put them away, and not leave them on the laundry. I’m a good woman, but I don’t use at the same time two pair of butt plugged panties at the same time…” explained the woman, while the girls opened the packages, finding three black panties inside on each package. All of them had butt plugs attached, in different dimensions and length.

“Wow…”

“Let me explain, girls. The smallest one, that is a little more than a index finger in length and size, is the everyday one. when you want to put it on, you can use this, and it will be ok for the whole day, gym and school included. Also it’s enough small to avoid any distress or modification on your rear hole. the other one is equal to the one you stole from mom, and you can use when you want, but I suggest you strongly to avoid using it more than twice a week or you could have rear holes problems. The last one as you can see is longer and spongy, and it will be used for prolonged use, like during punishment or when we want you to avoid bathroom trips for long time. It will plug you well and the inside holes can be connected to hoses to give you enemas.”

The girls had tears on their eyes and hugged both parents kissing them, then immediately put on the medium one, gasping for the sensations they were receiving, then started to put on the latex pajama, when mom stopped them just before the long sleeved shirt.

“Because my face can not be seen but I’m sure dad want to see it, i think that the best would be you will substitute me. Only for the face.”

“As we did some day ago with the face and dress?”

“More or less. I have in mind masks that are a little bit different from the one you Susan used.” she said, extracting from the cushions the silicon and steel object. One had a wig combed in a ponytail, the other one two pigtails. “You are still under punishment, so you will have the ponytail one, Susan.”

“Why that one, they are different?” asked Samantha.

“Just in a small detail, but they are. Both of them are occluding mask, so they are blind, deaf and with a gag, but the ponytail one has no nostril holes.”

“I will die in it…”

“No, silly one, I used myself it for a whole day, the trick is to breathe deeply and concentrate on the breathe. Here, let me show it to you.” she said, but Gabriel was the one to show, because his wife was quite blind due to the perspiration inside the rebreathing mask.

“Oh my!” they shouted, seeing that effectively the mask had no holes for the eyes, had long and deep earplugs and also long dick gag. The pigtails had a perfect Gabriel reproduction of his dick and 1" long nostril pipes for easy breathing, while the ponytail one had 1" long nostril plugs also and the dick was so long Susan frowned.

“How long…”

“The deepthroat trainer? About 12” for 1 1/2" diameter. Ready to have it on for the movie?"

Susan nodded while gulping, then opened her mouth to accept the long and flexible snake, that was hollow inside to permit her to breathe. the mask was closed and padlocked, then she was dressed, while Samantha watched her and smiled.

“I think I will need to be in punishment in a short time.” she said, then nothing more, because the mask was put on her and closed also.

“Mmmmghhh, mmmmm…” they said, trying to find each other and then seating on the sofa near Gabriel and Naomi.

No one in some minute was interested in the movie.

Part 7

Naomi watched her husband driving away with her twins daughter, heading before to the school, then to his work. she had the whole morning available, and she lost some time indulging in a warm cup of jasmine green tea before starting to prepare herself for the day.

She had to do some commissioning, bills to be paid at post office, some food to be bought, the newspaper, simple things that normally were not bothering her. But that day she was a little bit annoyed. The weather was dark and rainy. Since the night it was pouring cats and dogs, and the weather forecast where not giving good news until the day after. But she had to do her chores and being back in time to prepare the lunch for her daughters, happy for the weather because they could dress up with long trousers and long sleeved shirts, in this way hiding totally the latex catsuit and the latex underwear they had under them. Susan decided to use normal latex panties, while Samantha was braver and put on the pair with the medium sized anal plug, moaning in pleasure while the rubber dick, identical to the real one of her father, was impaling her.

Natalie advised her daughter that she had to bear it all day, no way to remove it until evening when dad would be home, because the catsuit was with no crotch zipper and padlocked, but the girl just smiled and licked her lips.

The woman finished her tea, then rose up from the chair and went to the wardrobe in her room. She gently removed her dark pink latex nightgown, with short puffy sleeves and a high victorian neck, then unsheathed her arms from the clear latex opera gloves and checked if there was some spot of sweat to be dried before starting to dress for the day. she was quite sensitive to cold, so she decided to go with multilayering, well, more than normal.

She had to do various chores, but no one was involving as compulsory the voice, so she started, still naked, to push in her mouth a special gag that was similar to a denture, made in metal, latex and ceramic. She had to stretch the mouth open to accommodate it and inserting the teeth in the false ones. she pushed her tongue in the special latex thick sleeve provided by the gag. Trying to talk, she could only mumble, the tongue blocked. she smiled and added the last part of the gag, a long flexible hose that went, touching her gag reflex a lot, down the throat until she sensed it stretching open the vocal chords. It attached to the first part of the gag by a twisting movement, then she flipped a small lever inside the gag, anchoring it and avoiding it to go in her stomach. the pile, also if giving her all the air needed, was blocking the vocal chords, so she was mute as a post, no sound possible for her. she smiled again checking in the small mirror inside the wardrobe.

“Perfect.” she thought. “No one can see the teeth are false, but I can move quite freely the face.”

She moved to another drawer, and extracted a pair of black latex panties with a quite thick anal plug similar to the one Samantha had on (but a little bit longer and larger) and a wireless bullet egg, along with two shiny metal like ben-wa balls.

She inserted the two ben-wa ball inside her hairless pussy, stretching it a little bit, then she put the wireless vibrating egg, fresh batteries packed. With three 2" wide strips of PVC adhesive tape, one vertical and two diagonal, she sealed her pussy, then she put the panties, lubing the plug with her mouth for some time, her vagina twitching at the idea to have on her mouth Gabriel dick.

Clear PVC opera gloves went on her arms up to the shoulders. The same material sheathed her legs as a pantihose, then she struggled to seal her body inside a 1 mm thick black latex catsuit with no gloves but embedded socks. she run the front zipper until clicked at the base of her chin, and padlocked it.

The black latex and steel boned waist cincher followed, removing 3" from her waist, and another thinner, neck entry, black latex catsuit followed, with gloves and socks, then knee high kid leather ballet boots went on her feet.

“Now that the underwear are ok, let’s go with the inner dress…” she breathed excited, picking up a thick dark blue latex sleeveless hobble dress.

She used quite twenty minutes to put it on and close the zipper from knees to ankles, padlocking also that one, and another pair of latex gloves, up to the elbow, in the same dark blue, followed, impairing her fingers at the limit she could consider bearable for the whole day.

A fleece long sleeved, high necked shirt in dark green covered the upper part of the dress, while a black velvet pleated gown touching the floor was hiding the lower part and the boots.

She thought for a while if she can use the gagging mask, but then she decided that it could be too much stay gagged all day with a long dick in her mouth and down to her stomach, so she went for a lifelike half mask that she fixed over her face and hairs, covering her skin but permitting her to hear and see, also of the eye holes were quite small. a wig covered the straps of the mask, and a shiny matrix style raincoat covered everything, while black patent leather wrist gloves sheathed her fingers one more time.

She checked a last time her appearance and she found she was perfect for the day. she picked up her purse and headed to the front door, not before switching on the bullet egg, that was transmitting the vibration in all her pussy due to the ben-wa balls and leaving the remote on the table in the kitchen, so she had to enjoy the sensations until she would be home again.

With small steps of 10" due to the hobble dress, she started her journey under the heavy rain.

She was feeling safe, protected and not at all cold, quite the opposite, and she was feeling hotter and hotter while the first of many orgasm was building inside her.

Part 8

Samantha and Susan were on their room, completely naked, their mom and dad in front of them. Mom was just watching, her actual predicament in a armless corset and a tight black latex catsuit with hood completed with gag and earplugs was not giving her too much freedom, but the sparking in her eyes were saying she was happy.

“Ready?” Gabriel asked, near him two plastic bags full of rolls of 2" wide electrical tape in blue and green.

They nodded smiling.

“Sam, you first.”

Sue puked her lips to show she was sad, but said nothing.

The girl moved slightly, spreading her legs and her arms as during an inspection on the airport, and her dad touched her left ankle with the tape. The cold and sticky sensation she felt moved along the leg up to her crotch, starting to moist her pussy.

“It’s ok?” he asked, sensing her shiver, knowing the effect on her.

“Yes. Thank you, dad.”

He wound the tape a couple of time around the ankle, then he went up, little by little, overlapping the material half a centimeter every passage, to be sure not a millimeter of her skin could escape the warm embrace of the tape. He arrived just under the knee, and stopped, ripping the tape with a neat movement. With the same movements and precision he covered also her right leg from ankle to knee, caressing the shiny surface to be sure no wrinkles were present, and enjoying the vision of one of her beloved daughters already entrapped in her fantasy, her eyes closed and her breath deep and far.

“Now to finish the legs…” he thought, starting to wind the material over her left knee up to her crotch, tightening it a little to model the thigh in a perfect feminine shape.

When he finished also with her right thigh, he changed the roll, to have a new one for the junctions.

“Speed up…” she murmured, already dripping some honey shiny pearl over her taped legs.

He smiled, but said nothing, and wound the feet, one before the other, until they were only semirigid cone of tape. He added some extra strip on the ankles and under the sole of the feet, obliging Samantha to walk as in high heels, quite a ballet position.

“A new idea?”

“Yes, my dear. Obviously I had already the right boots for this arrangement.”

“I love it. It renders her so helpless.” said her sister. “I will be in the same predicament?”

“Indeed it does…” he smiled, covering with a subtle layer her knees. “And yes, you are twins also in the bondage, if I want.”

She tested her legs movements inside the bedroom, discovering she could bend the knees but no more than thirty, forty degrees, obliging her to avoid to sit normally and to walk without having a strange but alluring gate.

“It’s too tight?”

“No.” she breathed smiling. “It’s perfect.”

She continued to parade in the room, accustoming herself to the restricted movements of her lower limbs, moving her hips and her buns for her pleasure as much as for the others. After a couple of minutes, sensing his hard-on bulging against his jeans, he coughed to attract her attention. His wife was mumbling under the gag, what it could be considered a laughing, watching his hard-on.

“Can we go ahead? I think we have still a lot to do…”

He grabbed another roll of blue tape and started to cover her hips and waist leaving only her two holes at the crotch opened. He used all his strength to reduce her waist with the material arriving to achieve a five inches reduction, the tape so tight it was shining for the effort to compress the flesh and the muscles.

“Wow, I didn’t think it was possible to arrive to this without a corset. It’s wonderful. I really have my breath restricted and my torso movements removed.” she giggled caressing the rigid and warm surface that was at the moment her skin. “It’s still possible to feel the bellybutton… I’m impressed.”

“Me too. Really I can see also your bellybutton under the tightness of the tape.” He sighed. “The breasts now?”

“Yes, please. Smooth and not pressing too much, if you can.”

He did the same procedure he adopted for the legs on her arms, creating perfectly rigid and slightly curved taped fingers quite free to move, the wrists movement reduced to a rotation of some degree, her elbows and shoulders not enough moving to let her touch her chin with her fingers.

“Really now your breasts and your face are quite strange, considering your body…” giggled Sue.

She just nodded, trying to massage her crotch with her new hands, but she discovered she could only brush the skin, exciting herself but not enough to bring her to the climax.

He attached to her firm, breasts the tape, not compressing at all her skin to let her be able to breathe as much as possible, creating two perfectly round domes where her tits were, then he moved to her neck, winding the bluer material around it to narrow and sustain it. She sensed a slight uncomfortable sensation on her throat, but she was accustomed to it, having used neck corsets at home quite all the time since she was ten or less along with catsuits, bondage and other fetish paraphernalia, welcoming the suffocating embrace of the tape with a big smile.

“Now you have to close only my crotch and my head. How long do you think to leave me in this condition?”

“well pumpkin, considering that I think I have found a way to let you and you sister stay this way virtually forever, I think we can start with all week, but I need to do some modification to your costume. I already did, but you agree to wear these… modifications? Mom was aware of them and helped me to design and realise them.”

Sam was trilled at the idea to be encased forever in tape, and in some way she was also terrified, but she knew his dad, and knew his love for her, so she nodded.

“Yes…”

He nodded, leaving the room for less than a minute and returning with a cardboard box. The girl was not able to see all the items, but she saw something black and shiny, and something flesh-toned already in Tom hands.

“What is that?”

“A bathing cap, a special one, as you can see. It’s really thin, and it’s exactly your skin color, so after I will finish to stretch it over you hairs you will be a bald woman covered in tape.”

“Funny. Ok, let’s do this!” she smiled, helping as much as possible with her impaired hands her dad, until all her long hairs disappeared under the soft surface. “Cool!” she said seeing her figure in the mirror. “I miss them, but in some way I like my new image.”

“I‘m happy with this. Now let’s close your pretty face under the tape, can we?”

“Oh, yes! Please, please, please…” she giggled as a child, clapping her hands in front of her for the joy. “What you will use? The sponge or the ball gag?”

“Neither one nor the other. For this week you will have a new gag, a special one done only for you. Close your eyes and open your mouth.”

She did as he asked, and waited eagerly to feel her mouth filled and stretched as she liked.

“Are you spying?”

She shook her head.

“Good girl. Open wide as when you are at the dentist.”

Something cold and slightly soft touched her lips, then her mouth. He twisted the thing that was in her mouth and she felt a sort of slot grabbing her teeth, fixing the gag in her mouth. She opened her eyes in disbelief.

“Hhhhat issh hhhishh?”

“A sort of modified angle widener. It’ a ring gag but with the difference you don’t need any strap and it’s also acting as a block device for the tongue, as you can feel. Until I will not release with this small key the metal spring inside it, you will not be able to remove it from your mouth”.

“Oooodd. Isssh oooonnnooohhaablllhh.”

“It’s comfortable? I’m happy for you. Now I can cover your face, after adding a couple of thing to complete the first part of your new face.”

He continued to extract items from the cardboard box. First, a set of earphones that he carefully inserted in her ears blocking them with soft Plasticine, then a small black box where he inserted the jack of the speakers. A crackling sound arrived at Samantha ears, then the voice of her dad.

“I think you are hearing me. Please, if it’s correct, lift both arms.”

She did, seeing him to smile.

“Good. Now I will fix the box on your back, but it will not be the final position.”

He finished to tape the box just between her shoulders, then he proceeded to seal her face under three whole layers of tape, removing any possibility for Sam to move her muscles. She could only see and hear. Her mouth was opened, but with no speech possible, and the air arriving on her lungs was filled with the tape perfume.

“Oooohuuu hhhathh?”

“Now what? You are perfectly taped, but there is still something missing to seal you. Now spread your legs again and stay still. I have to fill you with catheters.”

“Hhahhth?” she startled, anyway opening her legs.

“He is really serious about the week encasement. The max we did was a two days weekend with no water or food and no bathroom trips. Now at this point really we can be sealed… forever.”

The idea trilled her, and it was clear from her pussy dripping.

“If I want to leave you inside this bondage for a while, I need to take care of your body functions. This is why I have to leave free, or a sort of, your mouth, your pussy and your anus. The tubes will help me and you to stay clean and in health. For the mouth the device is hidden in your new face. Anyway, if you want, we can stop here”

“Hooo hhheeeddhh.” She nodded slightly.

He smiled and kissed her over her covered and useless nose, then he disappeared from her vision. Some second after she sensed something cold and slippery entering her crotch holes. She squirmed, then relaxed when the anal plug and the dildo finished to be buried inside her.

“They are hollow, and they have quick opening connections to a special portable machine. Maybe with some practice you will be able to connect yourself to it, also if for the first days I will be the one to do it. Ah, there is anyway enough space for rechargeable batteries. In both devices. I’m sure you will be happy with them.”

Samantha and Sue were ecstatic at the idea. Dad wasted so much time and money for them. They loved him!

He pumped the plugs to avoid leaking, then he showed her the transparent plastic pipes dangling at the knees level, finishing with lucid stainless steel connections.

“They will stay this way. Pay attention not to touch too much them… Ah, sorry, you can’t.” he smiled. He returned to the box, extracting an apparently heavy object in a flesh tone color. “This will be your new skin. I ordered it from a special effects studio. It’s done in latex, without any junction. I will have to glue the two edges on the back after you will be in. As you can see, it looks a little artificial. It’s the way I want. It has to look false, because you are no more human, but an anime character. “Lift your foot, dear.”

She did it, and slowly, mixing tugging and caresses and smoothing of the surface, she was encased from head to toe in the latex skin. He had to render her deaf for some minute, until he finished to close the slit on her back with rubber cement. She used that time to understand and love the sensations she was feeling, her holes filled, her mouth now stuffed with a latex liquid silicone filled gag with a hard pipe in the center of it, so she could suck or breath using it, her vision reduced by the pinholes over the red rubber eyes of the mask that was covering completely her face and head, hiding also the gag and pipe by false lips. A big wig of clearly artificial red hairs with two strange and silly pigtails was attached at the hood.

“Mmmghtt…”

“Yes, I did. Give at the cement some minute.” he said. “While you are waiting, I will do the same to your sister. In green tape, obviously.”

He finished some time after, under the attentive look of her daughter and her wife.

“Now that you are bot prepared in your skins, with Sue in a blonde wig and with blue eyes, you think you understood the characters you will be?”

They nodded. They would be Faris and Mayushii Nyannyan.

“Good. now I will add your maid dress made of thick and heavy vinyl and you are finished.”

He dressed them in a wonderful maid dress exactly equal to the one the characters were using in the otaku cafe of the game. He lifted for the last time their feet to fix a pair of shoes with not so high heel, but this because they were well designed to accommodate the ballets position of the feet, hiding them.

“Mghhhh…”

“Yes, my love, they are ready. Now you are the one missing and then I will complete myself.” he answered to her wife. “Then in I think couple of hours we will start our trip to the comicon. A whole week where unfortunately I will be the only one able to taste food and drinks.

“I’m sure you are thinking, all of you, what will be our cosplay for the week?” Gabriel asked, speaking to his daughters and his wife, also if she was not able to listen, but she was quite good to read his lips after so many years of exercise in various degree of sensory deprivation.

The three nodded as much as they could, indicating that the tape around Sam and sue neck was slowly tightening, while Noemi was wearing a soft yet restrictive posture collar under her armless catsuit, her arms pinned on her back in a sever reverse prayer position, each palm on the opposite shoulder, the arms crossed on her back. Painkillers she picked up some hours before and her years of yoga were helping her to find the position only uncomfortable, while the increasing numbness of her upper limbs was helping her to maintain the position for hours, as she was expecting, until her husband was freeing her for a new bondage and waterproof outfit.

“Well, I will be on one of the last battle armour of Halo 5, while mom will be Honey Lemon from Big Hero 6.”

The girls clapped their hands and jumped slightly to indicate how happy they were, while Noemi went near her husband and moved as a cat over him, mumbling slowly.

“Mgghhh, mmmm?” she twisted from a side to another.

“No, my dear. I’m not removing your actual outfit. It will stay. all the time. All week as the one of the girls.”

“MMGHHT!” she stared at him. One whole week like that. Armless, mute and deaf. “Mmmghtt, mmmm!”

“Yes, it’s a surprise. Don’t worry, you will have plenty of painkiller but I think you will not need them, because in a while your arms will be completely numb. Now, shall we start?” he smiled, caressing the hooded face of her wife, then moving his lips near hers.

She closed her eyes and abandoned herself in his arms, trying to return the kiss as much as she could, considering the molded gag in hard rubber she was wearing. It was permitting her to close the mouth, but at the same time, being a perfect copy of her mouth, she could not move at all the tongue.

He kissed her for a little while, then supported her until her legs were no more shaking.

“Let’s go in our room, we have all the necessary there. Girls, please, check you have picked up everything for your stay there. We will be back I think in a short while, ready to start.”

They nodded, then he switched off the earphones, leaving them in a total absence of sounds..

The two adult went on the bedroom, where Gabriel picked up the needed part to transform his wife in a perfect fetish copy of the movie character, enough strange to be noted but not so much to create problems in the convention.

He started unzipping the crotch section of the catsuit, extracting the small anal plug she had on and substituting it with the same spongy and hollow type that was in their daughters ass. Same went to the front, but opposite to the girls, the small pipe exiting from the front, was inserted in the rear plug.

“A small modification for you. Your enema will be less frequent than the girls, because you will give yourself an enema all day. I will check that you will drink at least 3 or 4 liters of water every day, so plenty of liquids to clean you up.”

She stared at him in disbelief, but tat the same time her pussy started to moist up at the idea, and the sensations augmented when he used small strips of surgical tape to open the clit up until it was surrounded by tape as a flower, then he taped her up with players and layers of black PVC insulating tape, leaving only the small pipe from the rear dangling.

“Nice and tight, snug as a bug, no?” he joked, zipping her up again, the pipe exiting from a small section oft he zipper leaved open. padlock followed on the zipper and tape followed over the zipper to avoid any possible way to open her up or to let her leak.

He then picked up two long and soft silicon tubing, slightly larger than her nose holes, and greased them with something clear and slightly alcohol smelling. One of the two was light blue and on one side was mounted a compression fitting. He slowly inserted it inside Naomi left nostril, until the nostril edge and a black line along the tubing circumference where matching.

“We hare at the right length, so the air will move to your lungs unobstructed.” he explained, but the woman was already aware of it, not being the first time he did that, also if normally with both pipes.

The other one, in clear material, went down further, until she sensed it moved trough her gastroesophageal sphincter.

“Mgghh?”

“Yes, there is now a direct way to feed you with liquid or creamy food. there is a no return valve inside the pipe, so no worry about acid going up, my dear.

She breathed quickly, tensed at the idea to be totally controlled by him, but at the same time her fears were melted by the sexual stimulus to be a little more than a doll.

In a sort of dreamlike status she watched him removing her shoes and opening her hood just the time needed to replace the earplugs with earphones, then he started to fit her up with the same type of two pieces catsuit miming the human skin, but with a more cartoon like appearance. He let her check her appearance when he finished, but before the dress, and she was surprised to see arms and that her face was totally featureless, as a mannequin one.

“Let me explain, my love. Obviously Honey Lemon has arms, so you must have. They are fake but with the right junctions, so they can be moved in the desired position. You will not be able to do it, but it’s correct for a doll not be able to do things. I will be the one to do it, or your maids…” he smiled. “For the face, you will have a new one, because you will be more a kigurumi, so over your actual latex hood, you will have a rigid mask with your character features, fixed in her wonderful smile she always has in the movie. The mask will be fixed over your face with an inflating latex layer.”

“Mmmghh, mmmm!”

“Yes, all week, no resting periods for you or the girls. You will be characters all week.”

She trembled for excitement and waited him to fix the air pipe inside the mask, the air hole hidden by the helmet and the wig hair. He inflated the mask, removing any sound she could produce, reducing also the vision to pinholes for the various layers. He finished with her dress, made in thick plastic, and the shoes, hiding her feet in a ballet position, thus rendering her legs and her figure slender as the character.

He fitted her also with the bag the character was using in the movie, and he connected the long air pipe from her nose to the bag, after routing it inside the latex skin, along the torso and exiting near the waist. It was solidly fixed to the bag, and immediately Noemi could sense she could breathe with ease.

“Inside the bag there is a battery operated small compressor that is helping you breathe, along with moistening agents and other things to avoid dry air in your lungs. Ah, and automatic valve that I can control from my Halo suit to close your breathing line.”

She nodded as much as she could, enjoying the strange sensation to be no more than a doll, a breathing doll in his hands.

He changed also, removing all his dresses, then putting on a complete latex catsuit in black, quite thick and including also gloves and socks. Over that he put on another suit, made in neoprene and lined externally with lycra to create the effect of the power suit from the videogame. As last layer, he extracted several part of molded hard plastic that connected to the “powersuit” using appositely created anchoring point, changing himself in a perfect copy of the character, apart the helmet.

“I will put it on when at the convention, no way to drive the long trip with the helmet on. I will be also closed in the first catsuit, the locks will remain at home, so all of us will enjoy a whole week in latex and bondage, well, at least you and the girls.

They were ready to go, and it must be said, in silence they went to the car and started the 8 hours trip, people already staring at them at the stops.

“I’m waiting to see the reactions when we will stop for the lunch.” he smiled while restarting after a stop.

Part 9

Some time passed from the day the family Notareal returned from the comic convention, and so the three women had the time to recover from the long period sealed inside the latex and the costumes that were denying them from speech and for Naomi also moving arms.

They all agreed it was a wonderful experience, but to be done not so often, to avoid missing the special trilling to be impaired or nothing more than dolls in Gabriel hands, controlled in everything, because he was the only one able to let them eat, drink, pee or also breathe, as they discovered several times when he went away disappearing in the crowd after closing wireless the breathing valves in their costumes, leaving them literally breathless while searching him in a sort of perverse and fetish styled “hide and seek”. Sam had always won, so she had as reward the possibility to come several times when in their room, gasping for air during strong orgasms.

School restarted, and so the normal, if normal could be considered, life of the family, but soon, one evening after dinner, the things changed. Gabriel and Naomi were smiling secretly, glancing each other, during the dinner, and the two daughters were aware of this, but were not understanding the reason. Neither Sam nor Sue had the bravery to ask the reason, until both at the same time asked it.

“What’s the matter of that silly smile?”

Gabriel looked at them, both wearing a latex catsuit covering them from head to toe, only the eyes, mouth and nostrils free from the waterproof material. Sam was a vision in blue, Sue a dream in green, both with black latex opera gloves, black latex stockings and black latex corset to steal them 4″ at the waist.

“We have a surprise for you, but at the same time I have a surprise also for my dear love.”

Naomi was startled, a big “O” of her mouth, the only part of her free. The woman was encased in several layers of latex, with the outer one black and chlorinated, a full catsuit with attached gloves and socks and a hood that was sealing her nose totally and her eyes under plastic goggles, so she could speak and breathe, but only from the mouth, that was always half open. Over it she had a comfy nightgown in smoke transparent PVC, rustling and creaking while moving. Her feet, as the ones of the girls, where trapped in padlocked ballet heeled calve boots in kid leather.

“A surprise?”

He nodded. “You know about the surprise for them, but what you are not aware is that also you will have two ad them…”

The girls were trembling from excitement, and so the woman. they finished the meal quite quickly, then moved in the living room, seated comfy on the sofa while Gabriel went outside, on the car, to retrieve the cardboard box containing all the surprises. He put just a jacket over his black thick latex pajama, sure no one at that time would be around to see, and he avoided to hide his latex hood, black apart the face part, transparent and with mouth, nostril and eye holes.

Inside the cardboard box he extracted two masks, exactly identical, and at the same time identical to the girls face. They were anatomical moulded in order to follow perfectly their features and recreated them. As the other anatomical masks they had, they were in latex with a metal alloy skeleton to freeze the wearer expression, in this case a subtly smiling lips and sparkling eyes. The mask where all head encompassing, with laces, zipper and flap on the back for a triple sealing covered by wigs. He passed each one to a daughter, that examined it. the internal of the mask was a dull grey, with pinholes for the eyes and nostrils pipes 2″ long. The mouth part was moulded to cover gums, teeth and tongue, and it was closed similar to a long thick condom.

“Wow…” they said together.

“I think you like them.” smiled Naomi.

They just nodded, then started to cry of joy seeing the other two masks their dad extracted. they were identical, internally, to the ones equal to their faces, but the other two were their mom face.

“This means…”

“Yes Sue, from now if we permit it, you can use these masks and not only the punishment ones with my face as you already used.”

“This means also that while wearing these mom masks, you have the same rights of her.”

“All rights?”

She nodded. “Apart pussy-dick sex, all the rights.”

They jumped and kissed both mom and dad so many times Gabriel started to think he would be suffocated. When they finally went on the sofa again, he moved his gloved hands again in the cardboard box, extracting a third girl face mask.

“This is for you, my love. It seemed to me fair that if they can be you, you can be them, no? Obviously with the same rights and duties, as punishments and so.”

“You are naughty, you know?” she smiled, thinking how it would be fun to be a daughter for him while in bed both and having sex.

He smiled as answer and extracted another cardboard box from the bigger one. he gave it to his wife.

“Open it, this is the second surprise.”

She tore the adhesive tape, and a deflated arm with hands and fingers plopped out.

“What?” she mumbled, extracting what it was at first glance a total skin toned latex catsuit, with also false nails and a long zipper on the back that could be covered with a latex skin toned flap. On the bottom of the carboard there was another anatomical mask, really similar to Naomi face, but younger. “You did what I think you did?”

“Well, they need a cousin, no? someone that can go out with them and their friends, enjoy some spare time.”

“Are you kidding?”

“Not at all. I think that you can use it in public. the mask is not rigid as the other ones, and will permit you with some effort to talk, also if it’s still stealing you taste and smell because the nostril. I know you are missing some good spare time, and you and the girls can do whatever you want, running, together, meeting with their friends if you want, also dating some of her friend.”

The girls were wide eyed.

“Dating? You mean mom can…”

“Why not? I will take pleasure from you, why not her from your friends, if she wants? I’m pretty sure Bob will be immediately interested.”

“Robert?” said Sam.

“Oh my, you never saw him how he look at me when rarely I pick you up from school? I was quite sure he need to change panties every time I speak to him…” Both Naomi and Gabriel giggled watching Sam and Sue faces. “It will be interesting checking a different dick sometime.”

“I can be jealous…” Gabriel mumbled, kissing her. “Now, who will be with me this evening? three daughters, three moms or what?”

The girls looked each other and picked up the mom facelike masks.

“Good girls.” said Naomi. “Now you come with me in the room and we will change and mask ourselves. Let see who will be the one to sleep in the bed with dad this night and enjoy is dick.”

Gabriel was relaxing, or trying to do it, considering that at the first floor the three most beautiful girls in his life were sealing themselves inside latex, plastic and so on to be three exact copies of his wife. He will decide who will be the one that will sleep with him and enjoy is cock in her ass or mouth. Maybe his wife, maybe one of the two daughters.

Up to that moment, the best Sam and sue did was a quite finished blowjob, so they never tasted his fresh semen, only some time before they had the possibility to lick it from old condom stretched over their face fro a contest.

Also that day, because the mask had closed condoms inside the mouth, they would not have the possibility to taste him, but it was something he and his wife decided together and they were ok with it.

He sensed some noise coming from the stairs, and he was astonished to see three Naomi coming down the stairs, every one in a different yet wonderful outfit, each one in a different color;

• One was in the black one arm only dress with tight hobble skirt his wife used sometime, and the same she used that day Sam and Sue did the breathplay contest. Ballet boots were completing the outfit.

• One was in a red catsuit, with a tight corset, a neck corset and a blindfold mask, all in latex, so she was totally in the dark if not for invisible holes over the eyes to let her see at least lights and shadows. She was also wearing black calf length patent leather ballet boots.

• One was in pink, a minidress with long sleeves, pinkish pantyhose and a pink wig. Same ballet boots as the other two and the same corset.

He had no possibility at all to understand who was who, all the three wearing the same Naomi mask, with the condom sheath in the mouth. They moved near him and turned to let him see that the mask where fully closed and a small padlock was dangling at the end of the zipper. No key was available, and he didn’t recognised the padlock, so he had no key to free them. They trapped themselves inside the muting and suffocating mask.

He kissed each of them, tasting the soft mouth under the latex and the tongue that danced with his tongue, separated by the latex material of the condom sheath. He moved the hands over the bodies, but he couldn’t’ find anything that would permit him to understand who was his wife and who the daughters.

As moved by the same mind, the three moved around him, pushing him on the sofa, and they started to excite him more than he already was: Black seated near him and moved the free gloved hand on his back, searching the ass and starting to massage with the fingers his asshole, trying to enter it with the finger, letting him moan in pleasure, augmented when Pink gulped the whole dick inside her mouth, moving slowly up and down and massaging with her latexed tongue. He was gagged by the kisses of Red, her tongue deep inside his mouth. They continued for a while, stopping, changing the roles, exciting him until he was at the verge but denying the final pleasure.

Then they stopped and went in front of him as soldiers in front of the general.

He panted for a while, then he smiled.

“It seems you organised soo good this play I can understand at all who is who.” his smile grew bigger. “So I think that I will decide by random. I will close the eyes and you will move as you want as the Shell game, then I will point in one direction that can be front, right of left and the we will see who will be the winner.”

They nodded, he closed the eyes and they moved. He pointed, eyes totally closed and unaware of the new girls position, the right, then opened the eye and found the pink one.

“You won, my love. the other two in the girl room, the vacuum beds are waiting you.”

Pink helped Gabriel to seal the two, still dressed and masked, inside the beds, then she moved in the bedroom.

“Ready for sex, my lovely Naomi?”

She nodded, starting undress herself.

He woke up slowly, the alarm clock that day not inserted because it was Saturday. the clock was indicating some minute after 9 AM, so late, but not too late. He remembered slowly, savouring the memories, what he did last night with the pink Naomi. she undressed herself just to let him discover that all her body was sealed in a latex catsuit, skin toned, with also sheaths for her pussy and anus, so she was totally sealed whatever hole he wanted to use for pleasure.

That way also, he was not able to recognise if she was making love with her wife or one of the two daughters, because they were totally sealed and no recognising points were possible. The mask was muting her and the costume was sealing her.

The idea was exciting, and he let her discover it quite quickly, when she massaged his cock, sheathed in the black rubber of his pajama, until he was ready to explode. He went on her back, fucking her doggy style, and in a short time he had a powerful orgasm.

He thanked her, while recovering, licking her latex pussy, tasting the sweet latex in his mouth whole massaging with his tongue her clit and vagina, fingering her in the ass with three fingers until she tensed and trashed on the bed, coming powerfully.

During the night he used her in the mouth, and she was eager to massage it with her latex tongue, mumbling and fingering herself, so they came quite at the same time.

Now fully awake, still under the black heavy latex sheet of the bed, he moved near the figure still sleeping and caressed her until she moved and watched him.

“Good morning my dear. You slept well?”

She nodded, smiling, then hugging him deeply. she stopped, sensing that he was still ready for action, the cock hard and stiff, also fi needing some attention, that she immediately furnished with her gloved hand, the mouth kissing him, the latex tongue searching his one and deeply kissing him. Then she sensed he was ready, and pushed him on his back against the mattress, jumping over him and slowly impaling herself, the latexed cock filling totally the latexed pussy. she moved slowly, up and down, then quicker and quicker while both were panting more and more. He tensed his back the moment he came, and some second after she did the same, arching her back and moving the head back as she was howling, but no sound exited her sealed lips and mouth. she went quite lifeless over him, the air rasping on the nostril holes for the exertion and the passion. He caressed her wig and her body until both calmed down, kissing her masked face sweetly until she moved on his side and smiled again, then indicated her dress and the door.

“Yes, I think you are right. we have to free your twins and have a good breakfast.”

He helped her to dress up again, then they went to the daughters room to free the other two females from the suffocating vacuum bed, still dressed apart the boots, that were quickly put back on the feet.

When down on the kitchen, Black searched inside a drawer and found a small key that she used on the masks of Pink and Red, then Pink did the same to Black.

They moved in front of him, as soldiers during an inspection, and slowly peeled off the masks, showing smiling and sweaty faces.

“How was sex with me?” asked the real Naomi, finally able to see clearly, her mask no more covered by the red hood.

“Yes, how it was, sister?” asked Samantha, the Black.

Susan just smiled, licking her lips.