Choose your own Adventure

.....Tightie-whites" oh how sweet, Miss Jones chuckles to herself "oh Daphne what do you think? Shall we put Alan into something similar but more in keeping with the evening. Something equally as fitted, if you know what I mean."

You feel rather embarrassed, you have never really thought about what you put on as underwear and now you feel as though you are being mocked.

Daphne returns and without any timidity she reaches down to your waist squashed in the couch and whips your underpants off leaving you rather exposed. Your hands instinctively cover your modesty.

"Aw look he is shy Daphne! Why don't you help him cover up?"

Daphne threads your feet through some legs holes and you feel a rubbery fabric sliding up your legs. She levers you out of the couch and stretches the material up over your groin and butt. It flicks against your skin and you look down to find out what on earth has just happened to you. You see a smooth slightly glossy look around your groin, you appear to be wearing some kind of latex briefs, flesh coloured although slightly pinker and a lot more glossy than your complexion.

You run your hands down your stomach trying to find the edge of the material and get your finger underneath.

"Whoa be careful darling! They are expensive and delicate!" Mistress Jones raises a warning "Daphne put him in the special gloves so he does not damage his new panties"

Panties you think! She has put me in panties? You are trying to process this information when the same rubbery sensation slides over your right hand. It is some kind of latex bag that squeezes over your fingers and thumb turning your hand into a smooth bulbous shape at the end of your arm. It is as you are looking at the changes to your right hand that Daphne slips a similar restrictive bag over your left hand.

"Don't worry my doll, you are safe in Daphne's hands" Mistress Jones spots your obvious bewilderment, "You should however, be very wary of my rather more mischievous ones"

"Daphne the controls please" Daphne hands a small black box covered in dials and buttons to Mistress Jones and you see that now familiar wicked smile spread across her lips.

She presses a button on whatt you now realise is some kind of remote control. You are aware of a soft buzzing noise around you but it is not until she turns a dial on the box that you find out where the noise emanates from. The pants are vibrating! You feel a wave of pleasure wash over your body as the vibrating stimulates your groin.

"Fun aren't they my dolly?"

You have to assume she is talking to you calling you dolly but you find it hard to concentrate on her voice, , as the buzzing pleasure is filling your mind.

"Daphne I think we should help our dolly friend experience her full pleasure potential"
You are vaguely aware of Daphne placing a pile of what look like flesh coloured clothes on the couch but it is hard to focus with Mistress Jones playing with the dial and causing you to throb with ecstasy.

Daphne easily manipulates you and you can feel her pulling latex pantyhose up your legs. They have the effect of pressing the vibrating panties even tighter to your manhood. You are weak and powerless with all your energies centred into the orgasmic waves crashing over your body. Your arms are fed into sleeves and your head is passed through a small restrictive neck hole. Before what is obviously some kind of top is pulled down over your torso Daphne sticks two cups over your already erect nipples. The top is then pulled down into place and the vibration quells as Mistress Jones turns down the dial.

" I think we need the head piece now Daphne and perhaps we can help your dolly thorough so that she can see how beautiful she has become."

You are helped to your feet and find that you have to stand on your tip toes as the panty-hose force your feet into a pointed shape. Daphne holds you by your squeaky latex waist and guides you through to the bedroom you feel safe in her arms. As your brain recovers from its sensory over load you feel that your centre of gravity has dramatically altered. Your chest is pulling you forwards and looking down you see why. A voluminous pair of gravity defying rubbery breasts jut out capped with perfect neat pink nipples.

"wha...." you try to speak but as the words form in your mouth another surprise hits you. Vibrations stimulate you again but this time the erotic feeling come from your nipples.

"No need to speak dolly, just relax and let Daphne guide you"

You are led into a luxurious bedroom dominated by a four poster bed swathed in soft dark velvet drapes. Daphne gentlly guides you to turn and helps you sit on the edge of the bed so that you face a full length mirror framed with a gothic styled elaborate gold frame. In the mirror you recognise your face, your blue eyes staring back at yourself. But below that the recognition ends. Your head is emerges from what looks like a giant Barbie doll, the plastic looking skin covering a large breasted woman with shapely hips and a narrow waist. You realise that not only has your chest been padded but your hips and butt are also filled out to make a more feminine shape. The latex skin is also pulling you in around the middle making your waist more slender.

Your view is blocked for a moment as Daphne pulls a full head mask over your cropped hair and adjusts it so that your eyes and mouth line up with the cut out holes. She steps to the side and you see that your face has been replaced with one that matches your new figure. It is doll like face with red lips and soft blue eye shadow painted on, your giant Barbie look is complete.

"Excellent excellent, you look fantastic dolly, I am so glad you chose this as your adventure. " Mistess Jones places a perfectly manicured hand on your doll like head.
You are not sure that you chose any kind of adventure and are about to protest when Daphne starts to kiss you passionately and your groin and nipples start to vibrate at an alarming rate.