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Halloween
"Jo, it's a Halloween party," Loni exhorted.
"I know, but I'm not sure about these costumes," Jo said.
"These" costumes were Batgirl and Catwoman outfits made entirely of latex, much like their movie counterparts.
"Jo, you wear latex around the store all the time."
"Sure but the store is different. I mean people come into the store expecting fetish and I don't mind giving it to them. It's part of the atmosphere."
"These costumes aren't 'fetish'," Loni did a Dr. Evil quote sign as she said it. "They're just like the costumes in the movie. People will marvel at how we got such realistic costumes."
"Yeah, I suppose so. And there might be X-Men costumes there too. Some of those are pretty wild."
"I expect there will be lots of them. That's why I picked Batgirl and Catwoman. They are not as popular this year and we had all the makings for the costumes in the store, except for the Batgirl cowl. That was expensive, even on E-Bay."
The Catwoman outfit for Jo did look just like the one in the movie, only the stitching wasn't real stitching, but molded white latex attached to the catsuit. She was also a bit leery of the mask, though Loni coaxed her into wearing it, reminding her it was an integral part of the costume and it only covered the top half of her face. Besides it had those wide eye openings and really cute ears.
The gloves had long claws attached to them making her fingernails into seemingly lethal weapons and she sort of liked that. Jo had no question she would be the Catwoman once the decision to go to the party as Catwoman and Batgirl was made. For one thing, the Batgirl cowl was a total enclosing hood and she knew she wouldn't like that.
"Come on, Jo, let's try them on," giggled Loni.
Oh, ok," Jo ginned back.
Jo took up the Catwoman suit and went to another room to put it on. She knew without any words that Loni wanted to see the finished product, not the changing process. She stepped onto a changing room and pulled off her clothes As her naked body revealed its smooth white lustre, she visualized the black rubber devouring her soft ivory skin. She placed her finger tentatively to her pearl and felt the moist dew of rising desire. The hurried to the task of surrender to the shiny black latex.
She slipped her foot into the black maw of the left leg. She pulled the latex lovingly up her leg and felt the chill tight rubber mold and warm to her form. In the mirror she saw the silken ivory skin was replaced with sensual shiny black. She put her right leg into its black latex tube transforming it into a matching mirror image of the left leg. The white latex stitching marred the perfection. She frowned and wondered if she could replace the suit with one from the dozens hanging just outside. She knew that only an authentic Catwoman suit would work since it would present the best appearance for the other guests. She put her finger to her now very wet pussy and touched it to her lips, taking in her scent and tasting her sex. "Ah to taste Loni's would be so grand," she thought.
She plunged her arms into the sleeves and pulled the suit to her shoulders. The cold latex against her nipples shot pleasure through her body and the nipples pushed hard against the tight latex skin. She ducked her head through the thick collar that held the suit together and provided the reinforcement for the reverse zipper that went from the top through the crotch to just below the belly button. Her suit was much more revealing then the Batgirl suit would be. She knew that she would be the sexier of the two latex vixens and the thought sent her to a new height of lust. She rubbed the back of one of her long silver claws across the slit of the zipper opening and put the damp knuckle to her mouth. Now her sex was mixed with latex as she licked her mons dew off the black shiny finger. She moaned softly. "Ahhhhhhhhhh."
She grasped the lanyard of the back zip and pulled it from her neck through the crotch and up to her waist. She took the half helmet that would cover her skull to below her eyes and studied the large eye openings and pointed ears that marked the costume as Catwoman. She pulled the helmet over her head and felt its tight closeness pressing her ears and upper cheeks. The sensation wasn't all that bad as the rubber massaged the half-covered head.
Jo took up the whip that was part of the effect and felt its power course through her hand and arm. She hefted it checking the balance then gave it a quick flick.
"CRRRRRACK!"
She shuddered involuntarily at the sound and felt a physical rush through her limbs. She snapped the black leather rope again and smiled.
Outside, Loni was busily pulling on the interlocking pieces and layers of the Batgirl suit. The heavy latex tights added a new muscle definition to her legs. It wasn't anything gross but created long muscle sinews with a strong feminine look. She pulled the combination corset/chest piece on and worked the lacing tight against her back. It was difficult effort but she soon had the tight corset defining her waist and abs in the superhero image as her body reveled in the total enclosing latex. She locked the wide leather utility belt concealing the seam between the top piece and the leggings.
She took up the cowl that would cover her almost to the upper lip. From the base of the neck and down the back flowed a magnificent shiny cape. She opted to replace the shiny nylon cape supplied with the suit with a matching latex cape, finding it much sleeker and not worrying that the material change would detract from the basic Batgirl costume.
Loni pulled the knee-high latex boots and the latex gauntlets on to finish the suit. She stood in front of a floor mirror; her legs slightly spread and her hands on hips...a heroic image if ever there was one.
"CCRRRRRRRACK."
Loni turned to see the ravishing Catwoman. "Incredible!" she exclaimed.
Catwoman rushed at the rubberized superheroine not in hate but in love and desire. She clamped her arms around the neck and passionately probed the exposed mouth with her tongue. Loni returned the long kiss then rubbed her shielded mons against her lover. Jo felt the latex raking across her most tender spot and shuddered as Loni held her in tight embrace. The two staggered to a nearby rubber covered bed as one and fell on the shiny mattress. Loni pulled at the zipper tongue peeling the black rubber away from the swollen pink petal and she pushed her fingers into the aromatic slit. Jo arched her back in ecstasy and let Loni's hand softly caress and tease her loins to tender release. She shuddered in a long drawn-out orgasm, letting the waves of lust ebb and flow over her hot rubbery body. She pulled at the belt and tugged the tights down to reveal Loni's own swollen gate. She mounted Loni with her exposed slit against her face as she plunged her tongue deeply into the tender folds of aroused flesh. She lapped up the sweet nectar and probed for the hidden button, flicking her lover to higher levels of passion. As Jo brought Loni to a powerful orgasm, she returned the favor allowing Jo a second ride into paradise. Lon shrieked in unabashed lust and clamped her legs to Jo's head, driving the tongue further into her nest. Loni came twice in rapid succession then pushed Jo away from her nest.
She crawled drunkenly from the bed and adjusted the suit back into position. Loni helped Jo up and pulled her zipper shut, sealing in the recent heat of passion. "Time to go and break some hearts, Catwoman."
The two rubberized vixens left the store/apartment and headed for the car. The drive to the suburban house was uneventful and they were soon parked and walking up a sloping walk to a well-lit and noisy house. Adam, the host greeted them at the door, "Batgirl! Catwoman! Come in and join the fun."
"Those are amazing costumes," he said as they walked by him. His hand drifted to the shiny curve of Jo's hip.
"Hands off, hot boy," she hissed and cracked her whip.
"Yes, Ma'am." Adam pulled his hand back quickly. "But you sure are something to look at Catwoman."
"Fine to look but don't you even think of touching this feline. My heart and soul belong to Batgirl."
"Of course."
The party was in full swing. Music boomed from a state-of-the-art sound system and videos flashed on a giant screen television. The room was full of revelers in all array of costume. There was Dracula. The mummy stood in a corner looking gloomily from his/her wrapped body. Plenty of X-men were there. Tight spandex suits filled the room, as various super heroes were visible. There was a Mistress in leather with a leather-hooded and skimpily leather-covered slave in tow. But no one was in any latex except the two women just entering.
Heads turned to see the two new arrivals and the noise visibly lowered as people took in the sexual visions. Maybe the costumes weren't technically fetish. Indeed the Mistress and slave were more fetish in theme than the two newcomers were but the two shiny suits created an electric atmosphere in the crowded room. The men stared unabashed and women looked at their men from aside.
Batgirl went straight to the dance floor and Catwoman joined her. The two wove poetry to the music. The two slick and shiny bodies twisted, turned and brushed against each other as they moved to the beat. They were alone on the floor though the floor was crowded. It seemed a bubble surrounded them as everyone else wanted to see them and allowed them space.
As the music stopped, the two shiny and obviously sweaty vixens headed for a table and a long tall drink.
A Batman loomed in front of the two, seated latex maidens. He stood in a cheap costume of plastic parts and spandex. "I'm Batman and I demand satisfaction for all the ills you've done to Gotham," he said to Catwoman.
"She is my prisoner. Please go away," said Batgirl standing.
"On the contrary, I believe you are under her control. I will save you from this feline villain." Batman advanced and stroked the tight shiny skin of Catwoman's suit. Jo shuddered as the unwanted hand touched her.
"OK, buddy, the fun is over. Now get lost before I get really mad," anger flashed in Batgirl's tone.
"I think I can fix both of your needs. The two of you need some masculine attention."
"Not on your lifetime. Now you are getting boorish."
Batman moved to both women and started to move his hand over the two sleek bodies.
"All right, now you've done it," Batgirl said. She quickly snapped cuffs onto Batman's wrists. Catwoman leaped to her feet and cracked her whip as Batgirl dragged the shocked Batman toward the door.
The whole room had missed most of the exchange but the two shiny women dragging and pushing a cuffed Caped Crusader to the door was not easy to miss. Some folks laughed. Folks close to the exchange applauded the ladies' grit. They hauled him out the door to the surprise of Adam who held the door open for the exit.
Batgirl lightly touched Adam's cheek with her latex glove. "Be right back after we take care of this scum."
Batgirl, with Catwoman's help, pushed Batman into their car and locked him to the steering wheel.
"Cool your heels awhile, Batty. We'll be back later and will show you exactly what you want." She slammed the door.
"What are we going to do with him?" asked Catwoman.
"We're going to dress him in some nice latex. Then we just might need to find a nice place for him to cool off and think about crossing these two girls again."
The party ended and happy people slowly drifted off to their own private continuation of the night. Catwoman and Batgirl found themselves at the car. Batgirl dragged the Batman out of the front seat and pushed him into the back. "We're taking you to our lair so keep quiet."
"You bet I will." Batman saw visions of heavenly sex in his head. He just knew that these two rubbery minxes must be hot. Sure they were Lesbians but he knew they really craved the heat of a real salami inside them. He would convert them with his own personal strength and stamina. He knew he would make all manhood proud before this night was done...and he was so wrong.
The girls led their victim through the store to the back. He looked at the racks of shiny latex and he let out an appreciative, "Whew."
"The first thing we need to do for you is get you out of that garbage costume and dress you in a real Batman costume," said Batgirl. She rummaged through the racks and pulled a heavy catsuit out. She removed his cuffs and handed the catsuit to Batman and said, "In there and put this on. We'll have the rest of your costume ready when you come out."
The Batman went to the dressing room. Before he closed the door, a gloved hand pushed it open a crack. A pair of sheath briefs was in the fingers, "Put these on before you suit up." Batman stripped off his spandex and plastic and pulled the powdered brief up. He felt the tight latex around his cock as he slipped his already hardening rod inside.
"Ahhhh, this could be such a wonderful night," he mumbled. He quickly applied himself to pulling on the rubber suit. It was a back zip suit made of thick latex. He pushed his legs into the black openings. He made sure his feet were seated in the bottom of the attached feet. He pulled the legs up and the suit over his hips and waist. Tight latex pressed his engorged tool to his abdomen. The thick latex acted as a corset while exaggerating his abdominal definition. The suit completely hid the status of his hot manhood. He plunged his hands into the sleeves of the suit and worked his hands into the gloves. He noticed little rings attached to the wrists as he adjusted the sleeves before pulling the suit to his shoulders. Again, ripples in the thick latex forming strong muscle definition and heavy pectorals supplemented the super hero appearance of the suit.
"I'm ready to be zipped up," he said.
"Come on out then," said Batgirl.
He stepped out and she quickly spun him around and pulled the zipper part way closed. She and Catwoman took his wrists and snapped them to clips at the top of the thighs of his suit before he could resist.
"Hey, what the idea here?" He asked angrily as he pulled at the restraints.
Catwoman stooped and snapped a short chain to two rings at his ankle while he was distracted by the sudden arm immobility. Batgirl snapped clips at his elbow to further deter any movement then she pulled a thick hood over his head with a sucking pop. The hard rubber gag pushed into his mouth as he opened it to protest and the tight rubber kept him from pushing the gag out.
"MMMMMPPPPHHHH."
"That's a good Batman. Keep your comments to incomprehensible grunts like the boorish oaf you are," Batgirl sneered as she lightly stroked his cheek.
The hood was tight and heavy. It had clear eye lens and tubes pushed into the nose. Batgirl tucked the long skirts of the hood into the suit and finished closing the zipper, sealing the fate of the would-be Casanova.
Now it was time for a transformation. The original suit certainly had masculine definition but that was soon to change. Catwoman began inflating air bladders in the chest and nicely shaped breasts with hard rubber nipples began to appear in place of the masculine features. Batgirl strapped a corset over the waist and pulled it tight. She used a special wrenching system to pull the waist into a narrow hourglass shape below the blossoming boobs. Air bladders at the hips filled and completed the sexual transformation of the body. The heavy hood hid any masculine features but the ladies added to the imagery by pulling a flesh tone female mask over the hood. The female hood actually had long flesh skirts that draped over the top of the shoulders and the black latex mounds of the false breasts.
The man continued to struggle but couldn't move more than a fraction of an inch in any direction as Catwoman secured his feet to floor clamps and clipped lengths of tight chain to the waist, legs and elbows. Still the work to make the perfect presentation of their transformed fem/male was encumbered by his struggles.
"Keep still, you slut or you won't get any satisfaction!" snapped Batgirl.
Like magic, he suddenly became still.
"Amazing what a little sexual persuasion will do to the male of the species," chuckled Catwoman under her breath. "Whoever said they didn't think with their crotch was way wrong, heeee."
"OK. Let's get on with it," said Batgirl.
They used latex cement to seal the flesh-tone flaps of rubber to the suit, molding the top into a lovely skin that would pass the scrutiny of exposure. Then the girls worked on the makeup of the female mask. The blue-tinted eyes were fine. The stare was a bit dull but the eye shadow and makeup created a very lifelike appearance for any casual observer.
Inside the suit, Batman had no idea exactly what was going on. He knew the girls were busily working their hand s over his body and his hooded face. He knew there were at least two layers of rubber on his head and he couldn't hear for squat. His vision was greatly restricted by the hoods and he saw a world in a violet hue courtesy of the eye lens of the female face. He couldn't look down to see the soft fleshy mounds of his new breasts, so he wasn't aware of the transformations. He was enjoying the touch of the hands through the latex and only assumed the game was part of a foreplay for pleasures to come. The thought was enough to keep him thoroughly aroused and wanting the girls to finish this game and get it on in earnest.
"He still looks kind of weird. He doesn't look very lady like at all," whispered Catwoman.
"Not to worry, Honey. We add the dress and the boots to him and he'll be as sexy as any rubber slut in town," replied Batgirl with a smile.
"That's probably a true statement. He'll probably be the only rubber slut in town."
"Yes, I suppose you're right. Well, let's get it done."
"OK Batman, I'm going to let your legs loose and release one foot at a time to add your Batman boots to your costume. Behave yourself or no nookie for you tonight, " admonished Batgirl thinking that he ain't getting any nookie tonight from us anyway.
It was so easy it was almost criminal as he let them pull the heavy rubber thigh boots onto his feet and legs. The tight latex tops bit his upper thighs and the heavy rubber gripped the legs and shaped them into gloriously shiny feminine columns. The heels were high but they fit into little recesses in the floor disguising the true nature of their design while his feet were locked to the floor.
"How do your boots and Batman trousers feel, Batman?" asked Batgirl. The hapless victim nodded and grunted his pleasure at the additional latex on his legs. "I'm glad you like it. Now we need to add the top of the costume."
Catwoman came up from behind with the heavy latex hobble dress they planned for him. The zip to the hip was open and they planned to drop it over his head from behind. He wouldn't even know what the garment was until they let him see himself in a mirror. The dress had a stylized wide heart shape cut below the stiff latex collar that showed tops of rubberized bosoms and the shadowy cleft between the two mounds. It had loose billowy latex built into the shoulder seam and long sleeves that were just loose enough to allow some movement between the outer layer and the suit underneath that ended in white latex lace ruffles. The skirts had matching white trim at the hem that, when zipped shut formed a continuous ring of restricting white latex just above the ankles. The girls would just drop it over him then pull it up over his body. He wouldn't see a thing because of his restricted vision. The dress's deep scarlet hue would fit so nicely with the shiny black boots and the shiny gloves that would peek from below the cuffs while the white latex would provide visible signs of the restriction and vulnerability of the converted rubber slut.
"OK. We will release your arms to allow us to pull the sleeves of the chest piece to you body. Stay still," ordered Batgirl.
The two rubbery vixens quickly pulled the dress to "Batman's" rubberized body. They pulled the back zip up to the high collar and adjusted the sleeves to fit.
"Now for your "utility" belt," said Batgirl maintaining the allusion to the end.
The four-inch wide latex belt in matching scarlet was wrapped around the tightly corseted waist and the belt tongue fed through a silver buckle. The two rubber super heroines hooked "Batman's" wrists to the links on the belt. They then added an elbow restraint that held the elbows comfortable to the side by a strap that went around the back just below the shoulder blades. The arms were completely useless in the restraints and once the zipper of the skirt would be closed, any walking would be restricted to very tiny steps, especially once the true height of the boot heels were revealed.
"And finally, your cape, "Caped Crusader"," said Batgirl with a bit of a mocking tone.
She draped a deep navy blue latex cape over the shoulder and clipped the neck clip that would secure it in place.
Inside the rubber layers, Batman was getting very hot. He was so ready for some satisfaction and fun. He wanted to let these two vixens do their worst to him then sexually ravage him while he returned their favors. He had no idea how he would get his hot manhood out from beneath the latex and he really didn't care at this moment. All he knew was he could cum right inside the stuff and be perfectly happy to bring the girls to satisfaction through fingers or tongue. He wanted to take the two of them NOW and finish the game that seemed to drag on interminably as they dressed him in his "Batman" costume. Then...
"OK, CW, roll that mirror over here and let "Batman" see what he looks like in his new, improved costume."
Good God!!! That couldn't be him in the mirror! His manhood wilted before the sight. He was looking straight into the face of some sort of rubber slut. He looked better than the whores that populated Front Street! He was completely transformed into a rubber woman. He struggled at his bonds and pulled to break free only to find all the restraints and he thick rubber too strong to break.
"We like women a lot more than men, Batman. So if you want to play any games with us, you have got to be a woman. It's too bad that even with all the outer change, I know...we know that inside you're not what you appear so I'm afraid we can't play with you tonight. However, We know how much you were looking forward to some fun tonight so," Batgirl said as she stepped to him, hooked a leash to the thick collar as Catwoman released his feet from the floor. "I'm going to take you for a short walk to a nice place where you can find exactly what you are looking for."
Batgirl pulled him by the leash and he/she couldn't do anything but follow. Catwoman put on her SBR Mac and draped Batgirl's over her shoulders as they went out the door. A short walk brought the threesome to the corner of Front and Willow Street where Batgirl wrapped the leash around a lamppost and hooked the loop end to the collar.
"I shouldn't think it'll be long before a nice gentleman comes along and frees a woman in distress. Have fun."
The two rubbery vixens strolled away from the hapless rubber slut hand in hand. Catwoman put her head to Batgirl's shoulder and purred contentedly. They were soon back in the confines of the store where, Batgirl quickly pushed Catwoman into the back.
"God, that took forever and I am soooo hot for your body!" Batgirl locked wrists and legs to the corners of the bed and pounced on the prone and helpless Catwoman. Rubber on rubber the two rocked and moaned as the built-up heat of the evening exploded in impassioned lust.
Batgirl pulled the zip of Catwoman's suit open revealing the dripping cunt and buried her face into its aromatic slit. She quickly found the hard clit and teased her lover to quaking ecstasy. She used her hands to pull the tight suit pieces of her costume away from her own throbbing clit and straddled the prone Catwoman. She pushed herself to Catwoman's face and the latter drove her tongue into the offered cleft, reciprocating the pleasure she was receiving from her lovers attentions.
The two were so hot and ready that it was a matter of seconds before they were both in the grips of massive and multiple orgasms. They shook as they rode each wave of pleasure that coursed through their sex-crazed bodies. Latex loving and each other were their sole foci as they drank each other's rubber scented nectar and stroked, tongued and carried each other to another massive explosion of carnal lust.
Batgirl rolled from her lover with a smile and slipped a vibrator inside her own pussy before pulling the suit back into place. She then slipped a vibrator into Catwoman's tight pussy and closed that zipper. Panting from the recent passion and anticipation, she unhooked Catwoman from the bedposts and wrapped CW's arms about her waist while she put her own arms around CW. She cuffed their legs together in an intertwining oneness and cuffed wrists together. She put her open mouth to Catwoman's lips and CW let her into the mouth. She tasted the glorious mouth with its own sweet flavor mixed with her own sex and as the two cuddled and kissed as one, Batgirl switched a remote held in her palm and the two shafts buried deep inside their clefts came to life and carried them to wave on wave of ecstasy.
Later that night, Batgirl switched off the vibrators and her taught and dazed body visibly dropped into exhausted sleep. Catwoman slept the in her arms until dawn woke the two of them and Batgirl realized they were still cuffed together and were now stiff from the exhausting rigors of the night.
Then Catwoman quietly mused, "I wonder whatever came of the Rubber Slut we made last night."
Batgirl immediately saw the vision of the transformed Batman in her mind and she switched the vibrators on, letting their insidious thrusts carry them on more blissful rides of rubber lust.
Story Submitted By RbrBill
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