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A Kitty’s Latex Dream
An unfamiliar voice speaks, “Finally, you’re awake.” With your eyes still heavy you start to lift them open, over and over until muscle memory takes hold. “I may have used too much sleeping gas. We’ll adjust that in the future,” the unfamiliar voice speaks again. You start to look around now and wonder where you are. The room is dark but you can make out little details thanks to some soft lights from some sort of machine in the distance. The floor you’re laying on is black tile and you seem to be left in the middle of the room. The walls are distant, so the room must be quite large, and the ceiling looks like a void.
“Alright. Enough laying around. It’s time to begin.” Suddenly a spotlight from the ceiling shines down over you and your eyes wince in pain from the brightness. “Oh, don’t be a baby. Stand up.” Not knowing if you have any other choice, you do so, and as you do you notice the person you hear the voice of is not in the room with you. You also notice your clothes are gone. As you jolt to cover yourself with your hands you hear the voice once more, “Please, don’t waste your time being modest. I’m the one who undressed you after all.”
“Who are you? Why are you doing this? Where am I? What’s going on?” You shout into the dark empty room.
“Why? Aww you don’t even remember do you? You signed up for this silly,” the voice answers. You hear now that the voice isn’t coming from inside the room but is as if the room itself is speaking.
“Me? That’s bullshit!”
“Oh? Say, do you remember an app you installed a little over a month ago? What was it called-” The voice pauses then continues, “Dollify Me.” The name rings a bell in your head and all at once, you remember exactly what it was.
“I- It was a stupid selfie filter app! I- I just- thought it would be funny,” you lie. You know exactly why you installed it. A friend told you it’s a hypnosis kink app, but you don’t remember it having any hypnosis features. In fact you don’t remember much past installing it.
“No. You wanted a way out. A way to get away from your life and finally be free from all the stress that existing brings. You wanted to be a doll,” the voice speaks. You know its words are true, but you don’t know if you can accept them. The app was just a gimmick right? A silly way to express your kink. Nothing more. Even if it was real, it isn’t like you’d want to be a doll for real. Would you? Do you?
“No! I just- I just wanted to check out a stupid app my friend sent me. That’s it! I’m done! Let me out and bring me my clothes!” You protest.
“Aww silly thing. Whether you remember it or not, you already signed a contract, and don’t worry. We’ll be getting you something new to wear very very soon,” the voice ends. Immediately another spotlight shines down from the ceiling, over the machine across the room. You jolt with fear as you hear a loud hissing sound start to come from it. Gusts of black smoke are released from vents of a large cylindrical glass container as the top is remotely unsealed and a mechanical arm lifts the lid. A shiny black goo sits inside and begins to slosh around on its own.
“Wha- What is that?” You shout out to the air. There’s no response. The goo begins to move upward along the glass container. “It’s moving!” You can’t help but stand there frozen and watch whatever it is you’re looking at get closer and closer to the opening. “IT’S GONNA GET OUT!” Finally your fight or flight takes hold and you turn around to run. You don’t know where to, but the wall farthest from that thing seems good enough for now. Then, as you take a couple steps forward you hear a slosh and a splat behind you. You crank your head back to see the goo, but the container is empty.
All of a sudden you feel something grab your leg and you trip and fall onto the cold tile floor. Roll onto your back and look down. The shiny black goo is already at your feet and has a hold of your ankle.
“PLEASE! SOMEONE! ANYONE! HELP ME!” You scream. The goo starts to coat both of your feet as it climbs up your body. You try to push it off but that just spreads its growth to your hands and now it’s stretching up your arms. Your legs are almost fully covered now. You try to stand, hoping you can get away but as you do your legs don't move, as if you don't have control of them anymore.
The goo consumes more and more now. Your hips, shiny and black just like it is, and then it moves between your legs. Your body is exposed with no way to protect yourself. Your arms don't even listen to you anymore. The goo stretches out from your upper thighs and starts to web itself around your cock. At first you wince in an expectation of pain but instead you experience pleasure. At first, you didn't realize how warm the goo was but now it feels like a warm blanket in winter. Not only that, but the goo isn't sticky or slimy or gross. It's soft like velvet.
You let out a moan as your cock stiffens. The thought of what it's doing crosses your mind but your brain is still too in shock to comprehend anything right now. With your cock fully coated you feel it start to travel down further. You feel a tickle as it stretches over your taint and around your ass, but abruptly it starts to go further and between and the tickle feeling brightens. It's a feeling of anticipation, of want, of need and in an instant, the need is met. The goo pushes inside you. Your cock stiffens even more. A single wave of pleasure flows through you. You moan with a shaking breath.
It comes across your mind to say something, but what? Should you stop it? Would it listen? Would you want it to? What if you say no and it's all over? The goo hardens inside you. It feels like silicone now. It's fucking you. You're being fucked by goo. You love it. It doesn't quit either. Now that the pleasure has eased your mind, you start to take in everything that's happening. You're fully covered from your feet to your waist at this point, and you can feel it moving up your back and over your stomach. It's like slowly lowering into a hot tub. The goo feels so warm and soothing.
You think about your legs again. It still won't let you move them but it feels more cozy than constrained. Like when you tuck the blanket under your feet. Your arms too. The goo is up to your shoulders now. It looks like you're wearing opera gloves. Wait. Wait! What are you doing? Is this contentment? You're being consumed! You can't let the pleasure get to you. Don't think about how this is 1000x better than your anal toy. Then it gets to your nipples.
“Fuck!” You moan. It feels like your nipples were just tweaked in the best possible way. It's not over. It's like a constant source of pleasure. You cover your chest with your hands but it doesn't quit. Now the goo has caught up with rest coating your arms. It's about to start climbing up your neck. This is your last chance. You have to break out of this. You have to do something! Hey, you just moved your arms! Do your legs work? You bend your knees. It must be too focused on pleasuring me to keep me still. All I have to do is find a door.
It feels so weird standing while you're actively getting fucked but you have to try. You flip over to your chest and tuck in your knees under you. Getting fucked feels perfect in this position, you think. You finally push yourself up and find your footing.
“What are you doing?” The voice finally comes back. You don't have time for words. The goo is up to your chin and you don't wanna know what happens if it gets in your mouth. You start to walk forward. Sure the rest of the room is dark outside the spotlights but all you gotta do is find a wall and keep going till you find a doorknob. “Stop! There's no point in resisting at this point. You're not getting out of this.” The goo starts to coat your lips. You can feel it crawling up the back of your head. The voice sounds worried. You must be close. With your hands stretched out you take another step forward and hit something. The wall!
Suddenly the goo coating over your cock starts to move. You pull back your pelvis. It feels like your cock is being rubbed from every angle. You growl with determination, opening your mouth. You feel the goo rush in. Still, you can't give up. You continue to walk around the wall. Everything is against you. Even your own mind is against you. So much of you wants to give in, but you can't. Not yet. Then you see it. A door. It's hard to make out in the darkness but you can just barely spot the handle sticking out. You can ma- No.
Immediately the goo gets inside your ears and all at once, everything stops. The pleasure, the panic, your body, your mind, all of it. Then you hear it. A voice but not an audible one and not the one from before. It comes from inside your head like a thought.
“Sleep.” In an instant, you’re unconscious. The world around you disappears as you close your eyes and nothing is of your concern anymore. Although, this is anything but a normal slumber. You’re awake, just not to the outside world. Instead you see yourself out into a black void like the room you were in before but you can tell this is endless and below your feet isn’t tile but more black. You think to speak but you can’t. You just stand and stare into nothing until-
“Servant.” You hear the voice inside your head again and this time it comes with a feeling. A tickling in your ears. No, it’s deeper. Like your eardrums themselves are being manipulated, and now you feel something even further in. The goo is consuming you. It’s taking everything from you, and now you can feel it wrapping itself around your brain. A feeling you could never imagine, and would never assume could be so pleasurable. It’s the soothing warmth from before. Just like when you run your head under the shower. A simple pleasure we so often take for granted.
“Tell me, why are you here?” A question? Now? Why? What for? You think to yourself as you continue to stare into the void. You don’t know why. You were forced here. Right? That’s what you believe, but is it true? The voice in the room said something about a contract. Could you have really signed yourself away for this? “I sense a loss in your memory. Would you like me to recover it for you?” Can it do that? Yes! Yes you think. You have to know why you’re here. You have to know what the hell is going on. “So be it.”
*Buzz buzz*
Your phone buzzes on the coffee table as you wake up. You must have fallen asleep on the couch again. Webflix glares at you from the tv screen you left on.
*Buzz buzz*
There it is again. You slowly sit up and hug one corner of the couch while you lean over and pick up your phone. A friend texted you.
REDACTED: Yo! I found a cool kink app earlier <3”
REDACTED: I thought you’d like to check it out for yourself hehe~”
REDACTED: Dollify Me
A kink app huh? Without much hesitation, you click on the link and it takes you to the app store page.
“Dollify Me. An app to turn you into the perfect doll,” you read the title and description out loud. The screenshots are of photo filters making people look like they're in latex suits, maid outfits, sewn like dolls, or made out of porcelain. You can’t help but feel a longing for the real thing, but just to take some silly selfies? That’s not really something you’re into.
*Buzz buzz*
REDACTED: Did you check it out?
REDACTED: I know it looks silly but trust me.
REDACTED: It’s not what it seems.
It’s not what it seems? It’s like they know I’m hesitating. Fuck it. You install the app and wait for the 3 seconds it takes to finish. You go back to your homescreen and there it is waiting for you. Dollify Me. You tap it and at first nothing seems to happen. Did your friend just get you to download a virus? Then it finally loads and the app opens up. It's a black screen. There's no UI or anything.
Suddenly a popup appears and says, “Welcome to Dollify Me! The app to turn you into the perfect doll. We would like to know more about you before starting the app. Please take our new user survey. If you don't you may not have access to all the features Dollify Me has to offer.” You accept the survey. Besides, it's like a quiz with no wrong answers. It asks you a number of questions. What's your favorite color, favorite food, favorite way to relax, but then it got to more interesting questions. How would you take care of your owner after a long day? Would you rather sleep in a bed or a cage? Do you prefer dolls in regular clothing, lingerie, costumes, or latex? Of course you chose latex.
Then the last question and the most interesting to you, “If you were given the choice to become everything you want in the next 48hrs would you?” You tap yes without thinking, but then it asks it again, “If someone were to take you away, and you were to disappear from your life as you know it, but you would be made into a perfect doll, would you want that?” I mean it's still hypothetical right? Yeah. You tap yes and the screen goes pink and swirls of purple fill your eyes. Another pop up, “Enter your address and a picture of your ID”
“You don't remember this do you?” The voice in your head asks knowingly. The answer is obviously no, but yet now the memory is here and it feels real as all your others. You see yourself grabbing your wallet and taking a picture and finishing filling in your information. They hypnotized you. Why? “Isn't that what you like? For someone else to take control? You wouldn't have given them the information they needed otherwise. Yet because you did, here you are.” I don't want to be here! “Don't lie. I'm in your brain after all. I know the truth.”
You wake up on the black tiled floor. The same spotlight shines down over you like before. You’ve been moved, or did you move on your own? No, not on your own. With the help of that thing. The goo that coats your skin. The voice that’s inside your head. You stand.
“I see you’re awake,” the voice in the room says. “You gave us quite the scar for a minute there.” You try to say something but your mouth is covered. You reach up to touch your face and your hands are shiny and black just like before, but it looks different. It no longer looks wet and in motion. It’s like latex, and as your fingertips reach your mouth you feel a layer of the same material over it, but it isn’t hindering your breathing. You continue to explore yourself and find that it’s even covering your eyes, yet you can still see just fine. You instinctually go to run your hands through your hair but it’s all under the latex and in fact you notice something new. A pair of cat ears, and now that you realize it, you feel extra weight around your lower back so you turn and see a tail whip around. More than that, you feel curvier. Your hips stick out, and your thighs feel heavier. You look down over yourself and your chest is a little larger too. You can tell even over the latex how puffy your nipples are and there's more fat behind them.
“Do you like it? From your survey and a certain someone’s input, we assumed you’d appreciate such a form,” the voice says. You raise your head to look up at the black void that is the ceiling. “You’re almost ready for service, but we have one thing for you to do beforehand.” Ready for service? Is it what I think it is?
“Yes,” You hear in your head. “Isn’t that what you want?” It is, I just- I’m nervous.
“I take it you already made conversation with your Ink,” The room's voice continues. Ink?
“Me,” your head responds. “But you may call me Xi (zee).” I like that name.
“You two are paired now, but it takes more to fully bond.” What does being paired mean?
Xi answers, “Before I linked myself to your mind, I was absent of thought beyond what I was created to do. Once I connected to your mind, I was able to replicate your sentience. My own mind was informed by you, meaning I am in some way, a part of you.” Then what does it take to full b-
“To fully bond, you must masturbate with your Ink. Then you two will be one and the same. Both mentally and physically.” What!? Here? I mean I guess we started earlier but I wasn't exactly ready.
You hear Xi speak up, “I can make it comfortable for us, but I will not start until you are ready.” What should I do? “Whatever you feel like. It's our time to bond. I want you to enjoy yourself.” You stand there questioning all of this. The room goes silent now. They must be waiting, and so is Xi. Just before you passed out, you were fighting Xi off you, but now it seems like such a waste of a chance not to let them take care of you. It knows you after all. It knows why you're really here, why you’re glad they didn't let you leave, why you're looking forward to being in service. I'm ready, Xi.
In an instant, the shiny latex around you starts to become wet and fluid again. You feel the part of Xi covering your cock start to move and the fluid the latex begins to stroke you with ease. You take your hands and run them down your waist and over your stomach. The latex around your hands melts into the latex around your waist so your skin to skin underneath it. Your hands move up and up until your fingertips touch your new puffy nipples that are so very sensitive to your touch. As Xi keeps going and giving you everything you need between your legs, you begin to pinch, twist, and pull on your nipples, adding to the insurmountable amount of pleasure. The latex that coats your skin feels warm and velvety just like before. It's like Xi is hugging your whole body. The intimacy it brings makes you feel especially vulnerable but at the same time it's as if you've never felt safer.
“I would like you on your hands and knees,” you hear Xi say in your head. A request you never fulfilled faster. You kneel down and get to your elbows. Your head resting in your forearms and with your ass sticking up in the air. Your cock is still getting all the attention it needs from Xi but then you feel Xi’s latex over your ass start to move inward just like before. The soft warm tendrils of goo wrap around each other, making a large firm tentacle for Xi to fuck you with. You clench expectantly. Thankfully Xi can read your mind and waits none. The shiny black tentacle slips inside you and you feel your hole stretch and gladly accept Xi. You moan with your face on the floor and your arms barely being able to hold you up with all that's going on. The tentacle only gets bigger as it gets deeper and you can feel it bumping against your prostate repeatedly. Your ass shakes with every thrust of it and your knees are shaking from all the constant stimulation your cock is getting. Xi is giving you everything it has. It's non-stop pleasure.
You get this sensation like your head is being rubbed. The black inky tendrils still wrapping themselves around your brain start to glide across your mind allowing you to feel pleasure you couldn't even dream of before now. Thoughts and memories start to fill your head. Ideas of pleasure you've always wanted. Moments of yearning that were never fulfilled. You're here now, a doll. What you’ve always secretly wanted. A toy for others pleasure and therefore your own. To never again worry about choice or freedom. Your cock tingles and your prostate shoots waves of delight through your whole body. Xi.
“I know, just relax. Let me take care of you,” Xi tells you as its warm latex coating holds you close. Itself penetrates you, making your whole nervous system light up in satisfaction. Your cock getting caressed and stroked from all around. All the feeling in your body flows between your legs and builds up and up. Finally, you erupt and shot after shot of cum unloads onto the black tiled floor. It doesn’t feel like it’s gonna stop as more and more keep coming and your cock feels like it’s going numb from it all, until eventually you’re left there on your knees and elbows with cum dripping from your cock and there’s nothing left to give.You feel emptier now, of both mind and body. The tendrils around your brain feel tighter, or is it smaller? What were those worries you had before? None of it ever mattered. You know what your purpose is now. You weren’t turned into a doll. You always were one. Now you've been given the chance to live as you are.
The room feels almost homey now, although you’d still rather be at your actual home. Xi slumbers in your mind now. No, it would be more proper to say that they are a part of your mind now. Where do you go from here?
“I see the bonding was successful. I’m glad you finally gave in. I would have hated to see you waste your life unhappy,” the voice says. You think about standing but realize how weak your legs are after that. “Have you figured it out yet? Why you’re really here?” You can feel your cat ears perk up in curiosity. A strange feeling you’ll have to start getting used to. “You’re perfect for our program but we wouldn’t have found you without help. You aren’t going to the doll adoption center like the others. You already have a home.”
The door you found earlier starts to open and light fills the room. You lift yourself up on your hands and knees. It’s all the mobility you can accomplish right now. Your tail moves with a mind of its own behind you. A silhouette stands in the doorway. You can’t make out the face until they come closer but the shape looks familiar. Then you see the gentle smile of your friend. The same one who told you about the app in the first place. They walk towards you slowly and kneel down to your height. They have such a sweet face and they’ve always been so caring. Now you realize that they saved you. Gave you this wonderful new life. You crawl up to them and they reach out and brush your cheek. You let the weight of your head rest in their palm. They raise their other hand and show something they’ve been holding, your collar. They take it, wrap it around your neck, and buckle it on.
“Are you ready to go home?”