Mermaid
“And now, ladies and gentlemen, a big applause to Helen, the one and only real mermaid!” shouted smiling the show director.
The public shouted and cheered until the air was filled only by its claps, that continued also after the curtain went down, hiding the big Plexiglas and glass box where the girl had just finished her fifteen minutes show. The figure moved on the surface, grabbing with her shiny hands the edge.
“Wonderful as always…” smiled Gea, her friend and helper. “I really can’t understand how you can do such things everyday, six times at day…” she exclaimed, helping the girl to exit from the pool.
“Mmmmghtt, nnnghttt…” she mumbled, indicating with her rigid hands, the fingers fixed in an open position by the latex coated metal membrane connecting them.
“Ah, yes…” she said, pushing a small red button on a little remote she had in her pocket.
“Mmgmhtt huuu.” Signed the girl, laying on the floor. “Mmgmhtt, nnnghttt?”
“This is the last one for today. Do you want to stay still in the costume as the last week or you prefer to be freed?”
“Mghhttt…” she answered.
“As you want. I call Carl and Bob to help me move you to your dressing room."
The blonde Gea and the redhead Helen were chatting friendly on a table of the near the amusement park bar. Both were dressed in tight jeans and cotton T-shirt, the warm summer permitting to stay dressed at the minimum also on the evening.
“So you said to Marcus that…”
“Yes Helen, I said him that he can take his… well, you know what and put it inside a plug, if he was searching something electrifying. But he really could think I’m that kind of girls?”
“He is strange, believe me.”
“Ah, well…” smiled the blonde, her short hair brushing slightly her neck. “If you are the one that says he is strange, he is really…”
“Why? I’m not so strange…” smiled back the other, her long hair combed in a ponytail.
“Nooo…” she laughed. “It’s normal to play for a whole day, six days at week with a costume made of…”
“Shhhh!” she exclaimed, putting a hand over her lips. “Ok, ok, I’m strange…”
On Tuesday morning the amusement park opened after the closure day, and people started to flow through the gates to see the various attractions.
“Helen, wake up, sleeping beauty. In an hour you must be inside your warm water…” shouted out of her dressing room Gea.
“I know, I know. I’m quite ready. Give me the time to finish… mmmm… here and you can enter.” She mumbled, then she opened the door, letting the friend enter.
“You have already fitted you with the panties you need to work?”
“Yes, as you can see. I need only you for the last finishing. You know I like you do this for me.” Smiled the redhead, naked completely if not for a pair of see-through transparent rubber panties with two little pumps dangling where her orifices were.
“Ok. Here the two dices…” said the girl, extracting from her pocket two ten faces dices, one black and one red. She threw them and looked at the results. “Not so bad. Five on the rear and eight on the front…”
“Oh my… I will die before noon with this setting…”
“It’s your choice. Did you already eat your mix?”
“Yes. I’m ok until this evening. Please, before I will change my mind…” she sighed, closing her eyes.
Gea grabbed the rear pump, squeezed it deeply five times, then she unscrewed the small pipe and closed the inlet with the tap, tightened with pliers it and pushed the small metallic thing inside the rubbery surface, that ate it hiding it, leaving a smooth surface. She did the same on the front, while Helen moaned softly, the great pressure of the inflatable dildoes completed with at the moment turned off vibrators sending waves of trilling pleasure all over her body.
“How they feel?”
“Wonderful… Go on, or I will be in delay…” she smiled, her eyes always closed.
The blonde grabbed one of the big rolls of plastic wrap that were on the near table and started to seal the right leg of her friend under the waterproof material, covering slowly the limb, making sure the material was stretched to its limit over the flesh, that disappeared when she finished the fifth layer all over her leg, from toes to crotch. The same happened to the other leg, then with a new roll she wrapped Helen torso up to her neck, crisscrossing the membrane over her breasts, reducing them but at the same time creating a constant massage over them, activated by the movements the redhead did to maintain her balance with her quite rigid legs.
“The corset, please…”
“Twenty?”
“Eighteen. I want to be brave…"
“Helen, three inches reduction is ok, but five? You tried it only when you were not in the costume…”
“Do it, please. I’m sure they will be pleased by my hourglass waist…”
“The body is yours…” she sighed, grabbing the long black rubber corset that was resting on the wardrobe. It was an heavy gauge corset, complete of long neck, holes for the arms and built to cover her body down to the knees, with a long lacing system on the back and some strap to adjust the tightness on the shoulders.
With a lot of difficulties she managed to close at the desired measure the monstrous device, trapping the girl in it. Her legs were useful only from knees down, and she was aware of it when she tried to move near the beauty desk, running her hands all over her corseted, compressed body.
“I will help you…”
“No… thank…you” she gasped. “I want to do it by myself. You know I like to gag me…” she smiled, extracting a big rubber ball with two leather straps attached at the opposite sides.
She opened as much as she could the mouth, but also in that way she had a lot of difficulties to push the gag with a diameter of quite six centimetres between her lips.
“Mmmghttt, nnnghttt… mmmmm!” she screamed when the ball popped in place, a exquisite pain radiating from her jaws to her body, trapped to the only point it could go, her crotch.
With shaking fingers she closed the straps until her cheeks were distorted by the tightness, then she padlocked the buckle with a tiny stainless steel lock.
“Mmmghtt, nnghttt…” she pointed the shoulder straps.
“Third hole?”
She shook her head.
“Fourth? Sure?”
She nodded, enjoying the sensation when she finished tying the large straps, blocking her shoulders and giving her an upright position that she remembered to have seen only in the lead soldiers. A white rubber bathing cap was put over her hairs, and another whole roll of plastic wounded over her face and neck, reducing her to a blind, mute and sweating being with an ovoid face, her hearing strictly reduced but still existing.
“Now the gloves and the finishing costume. Mmmm, ten minutes. I need to hurry up!” Gea said more to herself than to her friend.
She took from a drawer a pair of long latex opera gloves in black rubber. They were special, the fingers were moulded inside a stainless steel plate that was blocking them in a spread position. With some talcum and some patience she pushed them over the arm of Helen, until both of them were sheathed in the rubber and blocked. She used some more wrap to close the gap between the end of the glove and the start of the corset, sealing completely the redhead under the layer of impermeable materials. Sweating for the effort, Gea lifted the six pound costume that would be the skin of Helen for the whole day. It was made of latex, quite five millimetre thick, coloured to simulate perfectly human skin if not at the breasts and at the tail, representing a perfect mermaid with a blue green scaled tail, long fins and a rigid shell bra. The costume was completed with attached gloves to cover the black ones, creating the illusion of webbed hands, and with a complete mask representing a smiling female face with big blue eyes manga style over luscious red lips. A wig of green straight silk hair was attached over the bald head after the blonde closed the long zip from knees to neck, covering it with rubber transparent paste to seal Helen from the water.
“Here we are, my dear, sealed and entrapped inside your special costume for all the day as you want every day. It’s three years I do it every day, since you arrived here, a pretty twenty two years old swimmer with a strong fetish for rubber and mermaid, but every day I think you are incredible…”
Helen moved her face, looking her with unblinking, blind eyes, and mumbled.
“I love you too…” she smiled, kissing passionately over the false rubber lips, tasting the strange flavour and at the same time switching on the two vibrators inside her.
“Mmmgmhttt!” she gurgled, smiling under the tight plastic wrapped ball gag, ready for her spectacle.