Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 By Xbanero 2010 xbanero@yahoo.com
tags: SciFi, latex, FF/m, strapon

   (content may change as I find the way to fix some major flaws)
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   5.  The Shopping.

   Part I.  introduction

   Priscilla was desperate.  Her lovely husband started to fail with his
bedroom duties three years after marriage.  And in the middle of his
deepest frustration he told her that he has this strange latex fetish and
that it's more and more bugging his mind.  With heavy heart she proposed
they could visit some fetish store to find some help there. He knew she did
it only because she loved him so he didn't want to go.  But Pris insisted,
so she browsed the internet to find the most recommended store in town...
"Hello?" The shop looked deserted.  Around in the racks were hanging
different sorts of fetish wear, glistening in the dim light.  Smell of
rubber and leather have filled their nostrils.  "I don't think its
necessary, Pris, we should go somewhere else..." "No, Mark.  I think the
shop assistant have to be somewhere around here." Priscilla took one piece
that looked like miniature bra and rubbed it between the fingers. "It looks
soft...  and feels good against the skin" she exclaimed as she tried it
against her cheek. "But I don't think they have my size, all things here
are too petite." "I WOULDN'T BE SO SURE!" Priscilla turned swiftly around
and she nearly stumbled into a woman that suddenly appeared behind her.  It
was a brunette, merely same size as her, but a little bit higher according
to her six inch heels.  She was wearing black bikinis, thigh high stockings
and opera gloves on purple catsuit that covered her whole body up to the
neck.  All shiny and highly polished.  Despite there was no visible corset,
her waist was too slim in comparison to the ample bossom to be real.  Her
long jet-black hair was glossy too.  She wore pair of diamond earrings that
that accentuated elegant curves of her face.  And her smile. "Howdy I
didn't noticed you, these stillettos you are wearing should be heard from
the street!" "The floor is padded with rubber, and excuse me, I am Kate,
may I help you with your choice?" "Absolutely, I have no clue with these.
Actually my husband there should, we are here because of him." "Hmmm...  so
you want to buy him a present?" "Sort of.  I just want to find a solution
to our problems.  And cheer him up of course." "And do you want more um...
privacy to discuss this, I think he could hear us." "Maybe it is good idea,
but what about him?" Kate waved at him.  "Hello sir.  Another assistant
will be there in the minute.  I need to show something to your wife back in
the store" "Sure, why not" Mark replied and continued to rummage through
magazines before him. She took her hand, and led her to the black rubber
padded door between racks.  The touch of the gloved hand was somehow
stimulating, Priscilla realized she now urges to try some on. They came
into a black painted small office, with simple desk, pair of comfortable
chairs and a large showscreen od the wall.  "Have a seat" said Kate,
closing the door."So what exactly happens?" "Umm...  it seems he lost his
ability to release.  He always gets me climaxed, his oral skills are
unbelievable, but I am not able to do the same to him.  Everything worked
for mere three years perfectly, but it seems we are in trouble now..." "And
you asked him, then he told you he has a fetish?" "Exactly." "Hmmm...  it
usually goes like that.  But let me show you this" She took the remote and
the screen flashed. The young beautiful woman appeared.  She was covered
from head to toe in shiny black rubber.  Only her face and long ponytail of
pink hair that cascaded down between her buttocks have been visible.  She
was standing in large lab-like white room.  "Hello, I am Chrissy and what I
am wearing now is Stimsuit 3000.  It is very advanced wear that can
pleasure you and you partner in seconds." She pivoted around on her
stillettos that seemed to be built in the suit.  "As you can see, basically
it is an rubber catsuit that covers your body completely." She traced her
her hip with her sleek hand.  "But the technology that is hidden underneath
is unbelievable.  It can stimulate every single inch of my body literally
mixing it into a sensuous cocktail of pleasure.  Its processing unit is
scanning brain impulses so you can control it directly wihout any kind of
remote." Large nipples shot out of her magnificient breasts and she started
to sway her body a little.  "See.  It is fast and on demand, whenever you
want if you like." "Now what do we have for him..." She walked to some kind
of sculpture on a white column.  "This is a plexiglass male torso, I will
demonstrate what you can do to your lover in seconds". "At first, the
gloves can stimulate also externally, so if you touch him on his sensible
areas, it will get him warmer, even through his clothes.  Also the walls of
my vagina are covered, which enhances his feeling during the intercourse.
But the great difference is this." She took the see-thru buttocks with her
hands and pressed her crotch between the cheeks. Inside appeared something
like black tentacle, twisting and swiveling around. "This, is my penis."
Priscilla took a deep breath and uttered "What the..." but continued
watching. "Of course I am 100 per cent woman and this is only the part of
the suit.  But..." she turned her face to camera and licked her red
luscious lips "YOU CAN FEEL IT." She said with deep tone in her voice. "I
am able to twist it as you can see, but it also can vibrate, stimulate
electrically and expand to the proper size..." with these words her phallus
started to grow into black glistening seven incher nearly filling the
cavity of the model.  "So what can do when you both feel that thing?" She
put index finger in her mouth in a pose of naive question.  Her smile
became sinister.  She became pumping the torso flapping her flat toned
tummy against the cheeks with fresh pace.  "This is fun.  But there is
still something extra..." "Whenever you feel he is about to explode, you
can also climax immediately." She quickened her pace to something that
resembled sewing machine, thrown her head up darting her pointy tongue out
of her mouth...  and then stopped.  Insides of the sculpture started to get
filled by the pink fluid matching the color of her hair.  Of course it
squirted from the head of the artificial penis. She slowly withdrew it from
the plexiglass anus and put her hands on her hips, turning back to the
camera.  She looked magnificent.  Then the phallus silently dissappeared
back to her crotch, which remained smooth as before. She wiped the dribble
of pink cream with her finger and licked it.  "Now this is what you should
generally let to him." And gave the camera her last shiny smile.

   The screen went blank.  Kate looked at stunned Priscilla. "This product
you can have for mere two thousand, delivery in two days.  And of course we
have one in your size to try on right now." "You must be kidding me,
this... thing actually exists?  I mean it was some kind of computer image
manipulation, not the real show, isn't it?" Kate saw the blink of interest
in Pris' eyes.  "So you want to try it?  To make you believe?" Priscilla's
look went blank.  She was in agony.  'This isn't happening, not now.  I am
serious person, not some kind of freak...' "I think you don't have to worry
about your life now.  I mean you are strong enough to keep in under
control,aren't you?" "Wwwhat?  Of course I am..." She woke from her
daydreaming, eyes blinking.

   to be continued...



   Part II.  first try "Look, I am not sure if it is exactly what my
husband wants.  You're right I was curious about the feelings that woman
talked about, and yes, actually I was the one who initiated this, but not
for me, it was for him." "I see, you're confused, this could be a big
change in the life of both of you.  And if you really care about his
opinion, there's no better way than to ask him.  But there's nothing that
crosses your way to try it now. Just go back to the store and tell him
we'll be finished in a minute.  Or you can both leave, but I really doubt
this is really what you want to do." Priscilla walked preoccupied out of
the office.  In the store was elder, but good looking woman with grey hair
discussing something with her husband, probably about the magazine he just
held in his hand.  "Mark, I'm so sorry you have been waiting so long."
"Pris, it's okay, I hope you two have found something that would help us."
Priscilla gulped. "Yeah...  I hope so." She was in the right way to take
his hand and get out of the store.  But something has stopped her.
"Actually I wanted to ask you for another couple of minutes..." "Yeah sure,
the lady here is also a photographer, we just discussed an interesting
stuff about lights and I think it could get longer a little bit." She
looked at the other assistant and saw a little blink in her eye, as if she
knew... "Okay I'll be right back." She returned to the office, Kate stood
up with smile. "So we can go to dress you up!" again she took Pris' hand
and led her to he next room.  It was filled with black boxes branded by
"Pleasuretech inc.".  Priscilla never heard of that company.  In one corner
was some control panel and a machine that looked like a security gate at
the airport.  Kate stood before the controls. "This is simple laser scanner
to take your measures, it is more accurate and faster than usual way... 
but you will have to remove your clothes now.  Please step then into the
gate put your feet in tracks, hands on the handles and close your eyes."
Humming sound rotated couple times around her. "You can open them now.  Now
we can use the lasers to remove your body hair, it is neccessary for
wearing the suit." Now the conditions came...  thought Priscilla for
herself Second procedure took a little bit longer and when she opened her
eyes and she couldnt believe her eyes.  Her skin was soft and completely
hairless just like the babies have. "Now we could proceed to dressing.  The
company supplies set of devices that will help you with pulling the suit
on. You will see its easy.  She opened the box she previously picked by the
Pris' measures and started to pull out pieces of suit.  "The suit has
incorporated special patent bindings that seamlessly connect with other
parts, so you can put them on one by one.  Let's start by your feet." Part
after part of her body got covered by the black stretchy material.  It was
a little bit snug, but in pleasure way.  The biggest problem was the part
that fit around her torso.  Kate used some dildo like devices to fit the
inside parts, and Priscilla felt...  well, uncomfortable.  But the feeling
quickly resided. In the end they have finished their work with the mask,
Priscillas long blond hair made a ponytail matching size with the woman
from the presentation, accentuating features of her beautiful face. "Now we
use this device to make the parts seamlessly interlock together." Kate
traced all seams with device that looked like small flashlight and they
dissappeared one by one. "When you want to go apart again, it is more
easier and faster." "With last seam suit has automatically turned itself
on, but now we have to commence the synchronization with your brainwaves."
She put on Priscillas head something like a silver helmet that covered her
eyes. "You will see a flashing light, it could feel unpleasant but you will
get used to it soon." As Kate said, it wasn't good feeling.  She felt dizzy
and the flashes were painful, but soon it got different aspect. She started
to feel IT.  As the suit became synchronized it was more part of her body
than just a plain suit. And then the flashes stopped.  Priscilla nearly
dropped to her knees.  "Easy, easy" She felt as Kate grabbed her to prevent
her fall.  When she gained her balance, Kate removed the helmet.  The
vision was blurred somehow. "These are typical symptoms.  The suit
stimulates your muscles, but also helps them when you they are not
sufficient.  It also enhances your vision you will soon get used to it."
"Yeah it feels strange, like three bottles of wine in a row..." "Just
breath.  It will fade away." The picture has settled back together."Ahh,
what a relief.  Wait.  I think I can see behind myself somehow..." "Yes,
the suit combines signal from its own sensors with your own.  It is not as
sharp as the eyes are getting, but it enhances your periferal and night
vision a little." "What is it for?" "Hummm, I really don't know, they don't
supply the suit without that feature, so I thought its a kind of prevention
from damaging the suit." "And what with that muscle stimulation?  I feel
still wobbly..." "I think the suit itself makes movement a little bit
difficult, and of course some kind of movements you are not used to could
be helped with." Short smile flew across the Kates face. Then she led her
to a large mirror.  Priscilla was amazed with her appearance, she was all
shiny, gleaming and statuesque just like the woman in the presentation. 
Well...  almost.  Pris' sighed when she stopped pivoting.  Apparently the
age is not removable. "Do you like what you see?  Now you can learn the way
of controlling the suit.  The mirror is good helper for the start." "I have
seen you were somehow disspapointed with yourself, so lets start to remove
the flaws.  Just start to think about your waist to get it slimmer."
Priscilla did as she has been told.  At first she saw nothing, but slowly
the tension around her waist has been built.  And invisible corset, just
like in the video.  Then she tried to raise her breasts a little...  then
make them more round and firm again...  yes.  Soon she developed an perfect
hourglass figure. Now she was real stunner.  She traced black shiny globes
of her magnificient breasts, her hips, pressed her firm buttocks "I see you
are now looking more satisfied." Kate smiled.  "You bet, this is what I
really didn't expect.  I hope Mark will recognize me." "Yeah, it will be a
bang for him, literally." Kate joked. "Funny, but I don't really think we
will get that far.  I am still afraid it won't be his cup of tea." The
vision of banging his sweet little ass was overwhelming.  She has already
known about this kind of sexual practice.  But never realized she should be
so close to try it.  The anticipation was electrifying. Now she thought
directly about the rubber member from the video.  She wanted to see it. 
And feel it.  Quickly the hard erect rod emerged from the shiny smoothness
of her pubic mound.  She gripped it with her hand.  It was like the
electric shock jolted through her.  "Ouch!" "Sensitive, isn't it?" said
Kate, as if she expected Priscillas latest action. Priscillas mind started
to fill swiftly with desire.  She touched it again and slowly started to
stroke.  After few moments she got herself off, the stream of thick liquid
spurted from the head of the penis and splashed over the image of that
sexually overdriven superfemale in the mirror. "Oops, sorry for that." said
Pris' when she regained from the rapture and started to look for some cloth
to wipe the stain off. "Don't bother, it happens many times.  This could
help." She picked up some kind of spray and removed the reminders of
Priscillas latest orgasm.  The phallus slowly dissappeared again. "I have
forgotten to mention last thing, you don't have to wear shoes in the suit.
They will appear when you need them." Priscilla started to think of her
feet and now she felt as the soles hardened and spikey stillettos shot out
of her heels, raising her up by four inches. She looked at them in the
mirror.  "The six inchers would be a pain," she thought for herself, "but
for a while..." Priscilla got into bliss.  The suit managed to form merely
any kind of shoe including tall platforms, of course all in jet glossy
black.  After she wobbled around in ten inches of ballet boots and
clattered in platforms of the same height she returned to decent clicking
of five inch high stilettos. She felt comfortable.  More than that.  It was
maybe the first time in her life she liked everything about herself. 
Doubtless.  Just the last thing.  Mark...  The feeling she simply did not
want him to reject her new appearance including that little possibility of
having fun with his prostate raised minute by minute.  She has to convince
him somehow.  "I guess you are now thinking if you will be able to survive
if your husband won't approve it." "You're right.  It's so tempting." "I
think you don't have to fear about it.  You'll see."

   Part 3: The first intercourse.

   Priscilla opened the door and entered the store.  Mark, still chatting
with the older woman just swiftly turned his head to check the incoming
person and then he continued with his discussion.  But then he stopped.  He
turned back to her finally getting what he saw.  "Pris?" "Yes Mark, it's
me." The beautiful woman dressed from head to toe in gleaming black latex
slowly approached him, fixing his eyes with lustful look.  The ponytail
made of her golden hair bobbed up and down, as she seductively swayed her
hips while she walked.  "Do you like what you see?" "Oh yeah, you are soo
gorgeous." "I bet you din't expect it." "Well...  with all respect, I
didn't." "Ehm." Kate stood behind them.  "I think you could have some
privacy behind these door, you should decide if its really worth the
money." She winked at Priscilla. "Mark, it is not cheap, I understand if
you won't like to buy it.  We both should know if this would help us."
"Well then, hope this won't be as thoroughful investigation as you sound
now" he tried to smile, bu looked a little bit embarassed, slowly going to
the door Kate pointed at. Priscilla's mind started to get fuzzy.  As she
looked at his butt before her, she felt more and more close to her point.
She could not hold it anymore.  Before they reached the door, she bumped
into him.  "What's the rush, hon?" asked Mark. But she was already over the
edge.  Her hands reached around, grabbed his chest, her crotch pressed
tightly against his cheeks, her breasts on his back.  She was now about the
same height towering on her heels.  She leaned forward and bitten his
earlobe, while her gloved hand traced his lips.  She pushed her fingers in,
feeling his resistance started to dissolve.  Then it came.  The sound of
trashed cloth of his pants accompanied her cock on its way home.  Both
assistants savored the view of the glistening gorgeous body of the powerful
dominatrix taking her obeying slave's ass between the racks full of crops
and whips.  Of course the shop was already closed to prevent any other
customer to disturb at the moment. Priscilla was now using all of the
features of her member to stimulate her husband.  Maybe too much. In ten
seconds his hardon raised his pants and the stain of his cum spread visibly
around it.  He shrieked in mixture of awe and pleasure. After his climax he
realized what she did.  She pushed her away with all his force so she
merely fallen to the basket with ballgags. He turned around, his eyes
glowing with anger. "Pris, you know I love you, but this is too much.  I am
no fag nor sissy.  And they saw us.  All the cameras in the shop recorded
this.  What the hell were you thinking?" Her mind has been cornered.  She
knew this was an option, but she didn't realized how close she was. "Look
Mark, I didn't meant to.  I just thought you might like it." "No, I really
didn't.  Not this way." Priscilla's heart galopped like a horse in the last
lap.  "I am sorry, this is my fault." "Well, it was your idea and I'm kinda
thinking that you have planned it.  ALL OF IT." Now she got angry.  It was
all wrong.  He was wrong.  She wanted to please him, not to frame him.  And
then her mind switched.  Somehow she stopped to care about him.  She was
embarrassed he's yelling at her.  Here.  She took the crop from the rack
behind her and started to beat him.  Mercilessly, hitting his chest, head
and hands he raised to protect his face.  Her ponytail raised to the top of
her skull, now aiming directly to the ceiling, making her looking taller
and displaying her anger more.  She also raised her heels up to the seven
inches. "I don't need to frame you, you will obey my will sooner or later."
He was stunned.  She literally trashed his shirt into small stripes,
revealing bleeding marks all over his upper body.  She put his hands behind
his back, raising them painfully up and making him nearly to bend over.  He
realized she was now many times stronger than him. "Ouch.  That really
hurts honey.  Couldn't we discuss it before you disjoint my shoulders?" "I
won't discuss anything.  Go to that door." With one hand fixing his arms,
the other swiftly forced the gag into his mouth quickly fixing it behind
his neck.  "Oh no, you wont spill this out honey.  And from now you won't
say anything either.  You will just listen." She pushed him into the next
room, that appeared to be some sort of dungeon.  She quickly gained new
ideas shackled him to large X cross on the wall.  "Now I am much more
comfortable, fixing you here, letting me finally think, relieving." She sat
on the leather padded throne before him.  "I say you made me to do this,
bringing our marriage to disaster.  I've just found out I like to dominate
you and penetrate your ass.  I like to wear this outfit and maybe there
will be more I like here in this shop.  And I decided you will follow as I
say.  And believe I will use everything I can to convince you.  You said
the cameras are bothering you.  Well yeah, the record could do a lot of
damage on your boss' desk.  And I am able to do it." Priscilla's mind was
now clear.  Looking at her husband trembling shackled to the wall calmed
her down.  "I am not losing a single point in this match.  You will obey my
every wish." She stood up, her magnificient breasts slightly bobbed before
him.  Mark was in agony, but he loved the sight.  And he realized he will
do anything to keep it this way. "So." she took the dangerously looking
bullwhip laying on the floor "Do I have to continue with my persuasion?  Or
will you agree from this point?" Mark nodded. "Yes what?  Will you be my
slave for the rest of your life?" After pause he nodded again. "I bet you
do.  Then I could put this away, isn't it..." she dropped the whip, Mark
sighed with relief.  After her first attack he was really afraid of
permanent damage she could do with that thing.  "Oh sweetie, are you
scared? I didn't meant to..." she continued with sarcasm in her tone. Then
she paused, her black glossy index finger resting on her lips.  "But then I
would miss all the fun!" She took the whip again and started to cover his
chest with red marks.  She quickly developed her skill and continued with
hitting his exposed balls.  Mark convulsed in pain.  Her penis appeared
again.  But now it was really huge.  Priscilla approached him, her erect
member bobbing between her legs.  Her nipples were erect too, clearly
visible thru her suit.  Then she dug them ito his chest pressing herself
against him.  And her penis pressed against his own making Mark's pride
look grotesque petite.  "My, my, you see...  I like it very much.  And
you'll find that theres no limit for me." She started to uncuff him,
holding him in place with all her power.  She was that strong Mark coudln't
breathe for a while.  When she released the pressure, he nearly dropped to
the floor.  "Oh yeah, now you are getting it.  ON YOUR KNEES!" She forced
him to kneel before her.  "Now suck!" She removed his gag, forced his jaw
to open and pressed the monster all the way in.  Mark started to suffocate.
"Breathe with your nose, moron.  You can handle it!" She then started to
fuck his throat forcefully.  His eyes were literally popping out. "Ahhh
nothing beats the feeling.  I envied you this long long time." Priscilla
licked her lips in exstacy.  Then she blinked in surprise.  "No, no, if
you'll bite, you get bitten!" Sharp pain throughout Mark's body reminded
him this was a bad idea.  Really bad.  She lifted him up and pulled him by
his hair to the leather padded table standing in the opposite corner of the
room.  Then she forced him to bend over it, securing him again with
shackles. "I think we should take proper care of your back side now. 
That's how I like it, roasted on both sides." She started to whip him
again, now she let her penis to bob and swing as she swayed her glistening
body in one sensuous movement that resulted in sharp cracking sounds and
muffled screams. She noticed the strange endurance she had now.  She still
felt no signs of fatigue.  And she wanted more.  She took something that
looked like cattleprod and tried to press the button on the handle.  Couple
of flashes accompanied by that tearing sound of electric jolt.  "Yesss. 
This could really cheer you up mon cheri." Then she buried the electrodes
into his left asscheek and watched in amusement his body convulsing.
"Energizing." She started to stroke her member while shocking her husband.
"And now I want TO FUCK YOU HON." She whispered into his ear leaning
against him resting on her firm breasts. And then he felt real pressure
against his sphincter, not like the first time, now it was the hard way.
"I'll rip your tiny cute hole in a sec." And then she was inside.  The pain
was enormous, but it slowly faded.  She started to move, grinding him
against the table.  Her huge glistening black rubber penis emerged and
dissapeared again into depths of his bowels.  Slowly she quickened her pace
and started to build an orgasm.  Her rhythm started to resemble the woman
in presentation.  His already red ass turned blue as she banged against it.
Everything around was fuzzy, she concentrated only on her pleasure.  And
his butt. "Whoa!" She came first time.  It was amazing.  She felt as her
cum squirted throughout the rubber phallus.  Splash of pleasure awashed her
mind.

   To be continued...