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Description
I mean at least you look sexy in bondage~

Story:
Once upon a time, in a forgotten corner of the city, there stood an old, abandoned building. Its crumbling walls whispered stories of the past, beckoning those who passed by. One fateful evening, a man found himself drawn to the distant echoes of a faint voice coming from within the dilapidated structure. Intrigued by the mysterious call, the man's curiosity surged, overpowering his rationality. Against his better judgment, he ventured closer, following the enchanting voice deeper into the abandoned building. The voice led him through narrow corridors and up a decaying staircase until he reached a small, secluded room. As the man cautiously stepped into the room, an inexplicable force suddenly gripped his head, securing something upon it. His attempts to remove the unknown object proved futile, as it tightly fused to his skull, becoming an inescapable part of him. Simultaneously, a long oral gag silenced his cries, muffling any attempt to call for help. Disoriented, he struggled to see or hear clearly, his senses shrouded. In the wake of his predicament, black latex oozed from the mysterious mask, enveloping his entire body and obliterating his clothing. The latex adhered to him like a second skin, molding to his new form as he transformed into a woman. Curves formed, hips widened, pussy formed and breasts emerged, completing his transformation. As the transformation concluded, the woman noticed the intricate details manifesting on her latex-covered skin. The material contorted and shaped itself, creating built-in latex high heels, a fake crotch zipper, butt and pussy vibrator plugs and an inflatable straitjacket that wrapped tightly around her torso, binding her arms and concealing her breasts permanently. A mix of confusion and wonder filled her being as she tried to comprehend the significance of these changes. With a newfound sense of self, the woman mustered the courage to leave the confining room. However, to her dismay, she discovered that the door had vanished, leaving her trapped within a space devoid of windows or other means of escape. The dim light that flickered above offered meager illumination to her isolated world. Days turned into weeks as she aimlessly paced, stood, sat, and lay down, her movements restricted within the confines of the room. Over time, the woman became aware of a profound truth – she had become immortal. The passage of time held no dominion over her. She no longer hungered or thirsted, and the need for bodily functions or sleep dissipated. Though her existence had become limited to the four walls that entrapped her, she found solace in the eternal life she had been granted. Days melted into weeks, weeks into months as the woman embraced her newfound reality. She reveled in the unique qualities of her transformed self, marveling at the sensations of the latex against her skin as well as the plug vibrators in her body and the allure of her curvaceous figure as she moan in endless pleasure.

Description
I mean at least you look sexy in bondage~

Story:
Once upon a time, in a forgotten corner of the city, there stood an old, abandoned building. Its crumbling walls whispered stories of the past, beckoning those who passed by. One fateful evening, a man found himself drawn to the distant echoes of a faint voice coming from within the dilapidated structure. Intrigued by the mysterious call, the man's curiosity surged, overpowering his rationality. Against his better judgment, he ventured closer, following the enchanting voice deeper into the abandoned building. The voice led him through narrow corridors and up a decaying staircase until he reached a small, secluded room. As the man cautiously stepped into the room, an inexplicable force suddenly gripped his head, securing something upon it. His attempts to remove the unknown object proved futile, as it tightly fused to his skull, becoming an inescapable part of him. Simultaneously, a long oral gag silenced his cries, muffling any attempt to call for help. Disoriented, he struggled to see or hear clearly, his senses shrouded. In the wake of his predicament, black latex oozed from the mysterious mask, enveloping his entire body and obliterating his clothing. The latex adhered to him like a second skin, molding to his new form as he transformed into a woman. Curves formed, hips widened, pussy formed and breasts emerged, completing his transformation. As the transformation concluded, the woman noticed the intricate details manifesting on her latex-covered skin. The material contorted and shaped itself, creating built-in latex high heels, a fake crotch zipper, butt and pussy vibrator plugs and an inflatable straitjacket that wrapped tightly around her torso, binding her arms and concealing her breasts permanently. A mix of confusion and wonder filled her being as she tried to comprehend the significance of these changes. With a newfound sense of self, the woman mustered the courage to leave the confining room. However, to her dismay, she discovered that the door had vanished, leaving her trapped within a space devoid of windows or other means of escape. The dim light that flickered above offered meager illumination to her isolated world. Days turned into weeks as she aimlessly paced, stood, sat, and lay down, her movements restricted within the confines of the room. Over time, the woman became aware of a profound truth – she had become immortal. The passage of time held no dominion over her. She no longer hungered or thirsted, and the need for bodily functions or sleep dissipated. Though her existence had become limited to the four walls that entrapped her, she found solace in the eternal life she had been granted. Days melted into weeks, weeks into months as the woman embraced her newfound reality. She reveled in the unique qualities of her transformed self, marveling at the sensations of the latex against her skin as well as the plug vibrators in her body and the allure of her curvaceous figure as she moan in endless pleasure.