Rubber Girl by FontPeter
A Purple Dress
There was a party in town. It was a place where you can meet the people from the society, so I had to go there.
After I’ve had a few unimportant interviews with people that thought that they were important, I saw a girl on the dance floor that attracted my attention. She was dressed in a purple catsuit with a metallic shine. She was covered from the neck to the toe, and even her hands were totally covered in this material. She must be wearing a wasp waist corset under that covering, causing an incredible narrow waist. The most bizarre was, that not only one seam was to be seen, no opening, no zipper to get into this dress, nothing than a smooth shining surface. What the hell she is doing when she needed to go to the toilet? I looked down and saw that even the shoes were integrated into this full-body covering, and also no edges of her corset were seen through that hull. I was also wondering, how she can dance in those incredible high heels, that were part of that suit. She must walk only on her toes. As she walked to the bar, I sat down next to her. I said that I’ve never seen such a dress before, and she answered:
“Of cause not! For me, it is the first time I’ve been to an ordinary party, since I’m wearing it. I have always gone to rubber scene-parties as I lived together with Jèrôme, but now I left him because he wanted to have more than I was willing to give at last. And so I try to get in contact with the ordinary world again. You must know that I wear this day and night, 24 hours a day, so I also sleep wearing it. Over the years, it became my skin, and so I feel a little naked, but this is a little trill to me. The only one, I can get for many years. The greatest drawback of this suit is, that I’m totally unable to touch any of the most sensitive parts of my body. All what could give me a little fun is covered by a solid layer of this rubber like material. I will newer get out because this material is very resistant. No knife can cut, or even scratch it, not even a bullet will pass through. As if this material is very flexible, the neck opening is reinforced with strong fibres and the waist region as well. Oh, yes, there are also some advantages, being covered with this material. I don’t feel any heat or cold. I feel comfortable in the summer heat as well as in the deep winter when lay down in snow. Last year, I’ve splashed boiling water over my body, but nothing happened. I didn’t feel it. This material will also don’t get dirty or wet. Look, I can go to the toilet and have no need to use toilet tissue thereafter. Oh, sorry, I’m going too far, that’s nothing to talk about at the bar.”
I told her, that I’m very interested in all the facts and even such a theme isn’t disgusting me, I asked her to hear her full story. She continued her speaking: “Oh, you must know that my anus is the only opening in this suit. No, not correct, this suit goes in there and my colon is also lined out with this material from the inside. This material there was covered with a special layer that healed to the inside of my body. Even if it will be possible to cut this suit off my body, this part must stay there. I also have a little tubing, mounted in the same way, inside of my pee hole. Every time I pee, I give myself an enema. So I don’t need a frontal opening. At last, there is a third installation in my vaginal opening, to receive the blood of my period. I’ve got a little pump there, to pump the liquid into my ass. So I only require this single opening in the back. But also this one is built in a way, that I don’t feel any sensation, when it is touched and a special mechanism allows it only to be opened, when my body is in an upright position, and I’m sitting or squatting. In any other position, nothing can be inserted from the outside and nothing can pass through. This suit is also built in such a way, that any gas from inside of my bowels will be guides out silently. It will filter through active carbon and left my body totally odorless. When I’m urgently need to pee, I can get a little more time, by moving this to the back-side reservoir, and it will be safe there, as long as I’m not sitting or squatting down. But I think, I should start from the beginning.”
Jèrôme
I’ve just was an ordinary girl, dressed ordinary, did ordinary things and had an ordinary hobby: collecting shoes. I also had ordinary friends and just started into an ordinary life as I met Jèrôme. Directly from the beginning, I felt that Jèrôme was the right. So I gave up my home, only one month after I met him first. Then I moved into his house, that I’ve never seen before. Wow, that was strange furniture! Every floor was cowered with tiles and the walls as well as being a bathroom. Chairs, sofa, stool-bolsters all covered with rubber or plastic sheets. There was only one room except of the hall, and you can see anything happened in this weird home from everywhere. The toilet bowl was mounted directly in the middle of that room. It was a special construction, that it can be used from both sides and by two people at the same time. First I felt ashamed to use this fixture and being observed by Jèrôme, but over the time it became fun, to do our excretion together. The bed was much more weird: It was also covered with that rubber like material as I’m covered now, but in a different colour. There was a four-inch-high edge, surrounding the area to lay on, and in the middle was a sink. All was waterproof sealed. The head cushions were covered in rubber and the blanket as well. Can you imagine, what a strange feeling it was, to sleep on rubber, covered with rubber? Jèrôme told me, that this is for allergic reason, and he had problems with home-dust, so I accepted being wet, while sleeping, from my and Jèrôme’s sweat. After a while, I discovered the true reason for this strange bed, as I woke up at night. A warm stream of fluid coming from Jèrôme’s body. Jèrôme was a bed wetter! I should be upset or disgusted, but strange, I loved it and added my own stream. We also added some water sport games to our sexual relationship.
Then the time of his next birthday came closer, and he asked me if I’m willing to give him a very special present. I asked him what I should buy, and he said: “Nothing, please give me your body as a present, that I know that I owe this exclusively. I will allow you to live inside of my property then.” O.K., I thought, it will be a declaration of being faithful or even devoted exclusively to him. And of course, I was. On his birthday, he gave me a paper to sign, where I gave my body as a gift to him. There were a lot of things written, that I didn’t read, and the two of his birthday-guests have signed this paper as witnesses. Then he kissed me, declared, that from now on, he can do anything with his property, as he likes. Then the party goes on. At this moment, I don’t perceive, what I’ve just have done to me. This was the last day, I left this house alone, until I finally left Jèrôme and newer will come back. This evening I had to be dressed in a fancy rubber nurse dress and nothing under. My body was shining through all the transparent parts of this dress. It was mostly transparent in places where it should be opaque. But this was Jèrôme’s day and all of his friends loved to see my most private parts, shining through that thin layer of rubber. The next day, he canceled my job and removed all my clothing from the house, the shoes as well. I always had to stay naked or wear different rubber clothing. Over the time, it became quite normal, that this material will stick on my skin and give a strange squeegeeing sound when rubbing to another.
We also visited rubber parties more often, where I met girls also covered in rubber like me, or even more than me. I have changed into a total new world. Then a friend of Jèrôme, Max, entered the house. He had a laser device. This man started to remove all of my body hairs. The area where he has used his laser on, hurts for a while as being sun burned. But from session to session, all my hair is gone forever. I don’t need to shave me any more, as Jèrôme asked me to do. The skin was totally smooth without any stubble. I really liked this modification. The next time together was fine, and staying at home all the time was becoming quite normal. We very often visited different parties or clubs, where all the people are dressed as Jèrôme and me. Jèrôme was always dressed in black leather, and occasionally, he was wearing a leather mask, that was a little bizarre to me. I was always dressed in different vinyl, rubber, plastic, or latex covers in any form and design. Over the time, these were more and more full-size catsuits, without any openings. I had to go in, through the neck opening, that was the only one.
Sometimes they were inflated with air that my naked body was inside a transparent balloon, not to be touched by anyone, but to be seen by all. Mostly, there was no way to go to the toilet, as long as I wear this suit. Sometimes my body was covered by my own pee and a few times with my own shit as well, because these parties were going over the whole weekend. For the whole time, I was not allowed to undress me. He told me, that I don’t have to be worried about having my body laying in my pee for days because every unborn baby is swimming in his own pee for a month and is drinking it again and again. Then he told me, that all the expensive anti wrinkle creams containing uric acid and nature has placed the urethral openings to the genitals because this fluid holds this area tender and healthy and in sight of nature, this is the most important part of a being’s body for reproduction. Pee is the best maintenance for the skin’s tenderness. I thought he was true.
Mathilde
Then there was the garden party at the house of Auguste. This house was laying behind high fences, no one can look through. He had a great garden, with a system of pools, connected to each other by small channels. One of them also entered the house. You can swim into the house, from the garden pool, to the pool inside the house. We have also went inside, and I noticed that this pool was part of the huge living room. The owner must be a water rat, I thought. Then Auguste introduced me to his “property” as he said, Mathilde. She was swimming in one of the outside pools. Only her upper half was to be seen, and at first, I thought, she was topless or totally naked in the pool. The part of her body, I was able to see, has the natural skin colour. Then I got closer and saw into the pool. From the waist, her body changed it’s colour, to a slightly bluish gray of a dolphin’s body — and she also got a fishtail instead of legs. I also realized that I hadn’t seen her skin. Her whole body was covered in a rubber like sheet like my suit, but with the difference, that her legs sticking in a fishtail shaped hull.
He took her out of the pool and took her down on a sun bed. I looked at her legs. I didn’t find her feet inside this covering. She said to me: “No, there are no feet any more, Auguste had cut them off, three years ago. It was a very painful procedure, but necessary for my planned new kind of living. He also had modified my knees. I’m able to bent my lower legs forward now, that increases my capabilities in swimming very much. I think, I never can walk, using these legs, without another surgery, if there is a way to get out of this suit.” I was a little shocked, “if there is a way to get out”?? What she’s meaning with that? I asked her, and she said to me, that this is a permanent suit. She’s wearing it all the time and gave her the possibility, to be in water all the time. She also sleeps in the pool at night. Most of the year, she said, outside of the house. She loved the summer vacation at the see most. There she can swim out to the see, for hours and sometimes, she played with wild dolphins — being seen as one of them is her greatest pleasure, since she’s wearing this suit. I looked at her body, and then I asked her: Sorry for that question, but if you are always wearing this mermaid-suit, what’s about sex? And she answers with a little sad tone in her voice: “No problem, my dear, but maybe this fact will affect you too in future — I have no sex at all, since he inserted my body in this covering. I will never have sex any more. Oh yes, the necessary body parts are still in place, but cannot be reached or even touched any more — that is a fact. See this little opening here. This is the only way to remove my excretion from inside of this suit. All my excretion will be collected in a bag, that fills the gap between my legs, to give them this perfect mermaid shape. I always shit and pee, without only feeling it, into this bag. Inside the pool, are a few connectors, fitting to this opening and when I connect me there. My waste bag will be flushed clean without my help.” Then Auguste came back and brought her back to the pool, where she performed some of her swimming skills, that came close to a real dolphin.
Auguste declared, that he always dreamed, of having a real mermaid, but something like this wasn’t found in the real world. Then Mathilde has given him her body, as a gift, and so he used this opportunity, to make his dream come true. Sometimes he regretted a little, that he had permanently covered her genitals, but from this moment on, she was becoming much better at blow-jobs. He also said that he was thinking about covering her head too because the water isn’t good for her face’s skin. It will better, he protected this too. The rest of the evening was funny, with a lot of dancing, eating, and of course, a lot of bizarre sex games. But I was always thinking, how it would feel to be in such a suit. So we went home. On our way home, I detect, that Jèrôme was thinking about something. But I didn’t ask him about.
Preparations
A couple of days later, Max was coming again to our house. I just haven’t any hair at all on my whole body. Arms, legs, genitals, around my asshole, wherever only one little hair will grow, it was removed. Also, the shape of my eyebrows were corrected to a perfect shape. Max has done a good job, that I liked to have done, in my normal life before. But for what reason, Max was coming again? Max was a professional beauty surgeon and so, I was first thinking about bigger tits, pumping out fat from my belly, correcting the shape of my labia or whatever a beauty surgeon will do, to a nearly correct shaped girl like me.
The devices he brought in, let me recognize, that something evil will happen to me, right now! But I had signed the contract, that Jèrôme can do to me — or better to the body, he owned, whatever he wanted to do. Regardless of causing me pain, discomfort, or disabling me. Then I had to sit on a table, and he disinfected my backside. He pushed a needle into my back, and the lower half of my body became numb. I was laying down and thought about some genital mods, maybe as I thought first, that my a little long inner labia will be shortened to look better, or he wanted me totally circumcised. I hope that he will not remove my clitoris. But none of all had happened. He started to cut off my toes and implanted a titanium rail instead, that is connected to the mid-foot bones. Then he changed the length of some cords on my feet. Specially, he has shortened the Achilles chord and lengthened all on the opposite side. My feet are in a stretched position, after this surgery. I wasn’t able to get my sole on the ground again.
From now on, I had to use extreme high heels, to be able to walk. Then he made my hands numb too. After that, he lifted off my nails, one by one. I’ve had beautiful long and strong nails, I was proud of, now he ripped them off! Then he got his scalpel, and started to cut out my nail roots. The nail bed as well. He replaced this tissue with the skin from my toes. I was shocked, cause there never will grow a nail again. This surgery will cause ugly scars on every finger. The use of the skin from my toes will give an ugly view too. I cannot show my hands, without wearing gloves again, I thought — how right I was!
Getting Dressed
The healing took place for about two weeks. This time I wasn’t able to leave the rubber bed and had to use that hole in the middle was my toilet. Jèrôme was always helping me because my hands were somewhat useless too. Every finger caused pain, when I tried to grab something. I’ve never known, how important nails are, to handle something. Then he brought me to Michelle. She is a corset maker, and I’ve got my first corset.
It took nearly one year, after the modifications, that I reached a waistline, as he wanted to see. There was another surgery, half way, to this optimum, as you see now. First two of my ribs were removed, and then the next two were broken and formed into a new, smaller shape. Then some connections between my bowels inside my body were cut. My inner organs are movable now, and shifted to a new place, that they did not squeeze by the wasp waist corset, that I had to wear now.
As the shape of my body has changed dramatically, that I was able to clasp my waist with the span of my fingers, Jèrôme was saying: “My love, Now it’s time for your final present to me. Your suit is ready, waiting for you!” Gosh, should I become such a mermaid as Mathilde? He took my in his car, and we drove to a farm, outside the town.
A man, wearing a white coat, was waiting for us. I wasn’t easy to walk, because I only walked on that titanium rails, that are installed in my mid-foot bones. So Jèrôme had to support me. Then we entered a room. A big acrylic cylinder was placed there. On top of this, was an array of hooks, that can moved outwards, by a crank. I still have seen something like this in a theme park, but much smaller in size. They have stuffed something in a balloon, using that device.
That man took a little black rubber suit from the table. Good, no mermaid costume because it has legs and arms. But this is absolutely too small for me, I thought. He mounted this by the neck opening, on the hooks of his wonder machine. Then he moved the crank, until this opening was wide enough, to get the whole body through. Finally, he switched on a vacuum pump to deflate the cylinder. The suit inside inflates slowly, and after a few minutes, it was bigger than I needed it to get my body in.
I had to make me naked. Also, the corset I had to take off for the first time in many months. He slanged a belt around my chest, and lifted me up. I don’t feel good with my naked genitals, being seen by a stranger, but this time it was the last time, that someone was able to see them. Jèrôme kissed me there a last time, then the man took a strange jelly on every of my body openings, than he asked: “Is she clean already?” and Jèrôme said “No, why?” than I got down again, to get three deep and somewhat painful enemas, using a liquid, that cleaned my inside totally. After one hour, I was hanging on that belt again. I also was lubricated once again. Then he lifted me up more.
The man used a glue gun, as used for silicone, and coated my titanium rails, at the end of my toe-less feet, with a black jelly. Then it goes over the inflated suit. I looked inside and saw three things in the middle, of white colour. The man advised me, to took them into my body openings. Then he declared, that these parts will allow me to excrete, and support my period. So I did as he advised. After I managed these three nipples into me, I placed my arms into the two rubber gloves, connected to the suit. Then he slowly inflated the cylinder again.
That suit was becoming smaller again, until there was no space between my body and the suit. My finger stuck there in gloves, and I felt an intense pressure, all over my body. Then he moved the hooks back, so that also the neck opening comes close to my skin. After he had removed the hooks, he took me out of his machine, with the crane and the belt again. After that, he inflated the plug in my asshole. Oh, what a feeling. It felt, like you had to shit most urgently, but this wasn’t the worst part.
Then I’ve got my new final corset, that I will wear, until I die. It was made from a very thin, but strong fibre, and has no eyes for the binding on the back. It was closed by a special machine, and at the end, my waist was a little more narrow as before. Even there was that rubber layer between the corset and my skin. The corset was stitched together on the back. Then the next part was coming. He had a ribbon made from the same fibre as the corset. That he winds around my neck, so the neck opening can’t be widened again. Finally, he took a black, bad smelling liquid over my new corset, and the bands surrounding my neck. My corset was covered by a thin new layer of rubber, while the much too long neck collar was turned over, to cover the ribbon.
But than a real horror began: The white surface of the three pipes, that I had taken in my body, were coated with a substance, that started to destroy the inner surface of the body parts, where they stuck in. first it was a burning, but than it was pain! Intensive pain, as it will rip me in halves. It hurts for the next three hours and nothing really reduced this pain. I was screaming and crying, but then it slowly became better. The man declared, that the outer layer of my inside skin had to be removed, that my body will build a permanent connection to the new inner lining.
After another hour, he said that he now can open my new exertion system. Then he deflates the balloon in my colon, after this was done, I had to sit down on a shower stool, and had to pee. I do, as he asked me, and the pee was running out of my ass, the first time. It was flowing out a small ribbon, to rip out the little piece of rubber, that closed my bowels until now. Then he gave me another enema to flush out the rest of the chemicals. As all the water was in, I had to stand up, to check the closing mechanism working. I should try to press the water out, but all was hermetically closed. Then I had to bend over, and still, it was totally sealed. Then I had to sit down again, and could remove the water from my insides.
This time I touched me between my legs, the first time after I entered this suit. Nothing! No sensation at all. Now I understand that I will never feel anything there again! He just inserted me into a full-body chastity belt for life! Oh my god, what have I done to me? Inside this hidden place, all is still there, but will stray untouched forever. If I hadn’t lost all my tears during the pain, I think now I would start crying, but I gave Jèrôme the right to act so — and surely, I loved him, and a woman in love will do all the sickest things, to her own body, with having fun, if the beloved asked to do.
Now I also I was wearing the new high heel shoes, that are part of the whole suit. The titanium reel, that replaces my toes, was glued into the new sole. It becomes easier to walk again. I know that I’ll newer run with these modified feet, but slowly walking caused no problem any more. The last thing, that was done now, was the outer protective cut- and scratch resistant layer. Jèrôme let me choose my new colour, that I will have, for the rest of my days. Have I chosen a more natural, skin coloured look, with a matte surface, I could dress me in a normal way and no one will recognize that I’m only a rubber doll, but I have chosen this metallic, purple glossy colour. I was lacquered as a car. If I had asked that man, I also had become a flame work or pin striping on my body, I think. My Asshole had to be cut open until the top layer was not totally dried. The only mark there, you can see, when I bent over, is a little scratch in my coating. From this day on, sex was only for the fun of Jèrôme. He only got blow jobs from me, cause every other opening is permanently sealed.
Final Plans
After two years, he also wanted to go further and planned to remove all the hairs from my head. But this time, he made the mistake, to let me know his full plan: After my hair was removed by laser and so my eyebrows and the lashes as well, he planned to cut off my ears. Then he wanted to cover my head. No openings for the ears as well as for the eyes. From the outside, my eyes should not to be seen anymore, but the material over the eyes will be a little transparent, that I can orientate me in the room. He also had the plan, to cut out my voice cords and to separate the way of air and food permanently. I will be only able to breathe through my nose. My mouth only will be used for sex and food, but I will never have a sensation there again. He was planned me to give me a new lining inside my mouth, with the same rubber coat as used for my body.
Can you imagine: No more taste, no more feeling of the texture of the food you eat, and not knowing if this is hot or cold? Not knowing how it smells? And then always have a dark layer of dull rubber over your eyes? No, that was enough! I stole some of his money, left the house, the first time in years. I was being in sorrow, to get in trouble, in my bizarre dress, as I went to the next Bus-station. I took the first bus, wherever it goes, and so I’m here, I hope, Jèrôme will never find me again. By the way, the paper, that gave him the right over me, I also have stolen. I’m my own property again, even if I can never touch it.