Rubber Cheerleaders 1 (fetish, femdom, mc, tg, BD, & more)
     Rubber Loving Cheerleaders
 
     The day had come when the girls were to get there new
cheerleaders costumes from their school. They were all
excited because there seemed to be a big fuss about keeping
the costumes secret until they were to appear that Friday
night at the schools football game. 

     Each of the girls bodies were measured very thoroughly a
few weeks prior. They giggled and bounced around as they
waited in a small room. All of the girls were the picture of
adolescent sexuality. Bright perky faces and well developed
bodies for their age.  

        In walked Mr. Brennen, the football coach and Miss
Dreamy the schools Assistant Principal. Mr. Brennen was well
known to all the girls. He made it a point of always being
around whenever they practiced and spoke with Miss Dreamy
about which girls would make the cheerleading team.  It was
Miss Dreamy who addressed the girls.         

"Girls! Girls...quite down now....OK, today we are receiving
our costumes. Now these are very special outfits and I want
you to be very careful with them. I want you to take them
home and try them on this evening. You may want to form small
groups and meet over one of your friends houses this first
time. There are a few things I want to insist on before you
leave today....First...NO ONE is to see these costumes until
FRIDAY NIGHT AT THE GAME. (Mr. Brennen smiles)....Second,
before you get into these costumes I suggest you shave very
closely ALL OVER!!! And just prior to getting into them put on
a bit of baby powder first, it will assist in getting dressed.
OK, I'll call your names and come up and get your costume. 

        Mr. Brennen started calling out the girls names as
each girl came up and received a large department store type
box with their name on it. Mr. Brennen seemed to be in a very
good mode as he watched each girl get her outfit.  

        Afterwards Amy and Misty arranged to meet at Amy's
house in an hour. For fun they agreed not to open the boxes
until they were together. Misty came over Amy's house in a
state of excitement. She had just shaved as Miss Dreamy had
instructed. Carrying her box up to Amy's bedroom just as Amy
was getting powdered up. Misty looked at Amy's body and
giggled, "You shaved your pussy too?" 

        "Well..she did as ALL OVER, right? Come on, lets see
these costumes.  The girls tore off the tape and threw off the
lids. Their eyes popped open wide as they viewed in the boxes.
There inside were the shiniest, smoothest material they had
ever seen. It sort of looked wet it was so glossy. On the top
were the tights they would wear. They both reached in and
pulled them out holding them up. As they held them up they
felt the strange material between their fingers. They both
realized what they were holding and said simultaneously 

        "Oh my gosh...This is Rubber!!!" 

Amy: "Cool...I think I'm going to like being a
cheerleader...lets go" 

        The tights were a candy pink color with a pearly look
to them. The tops were the same color but the short skirts
were jet black. Also inside were small vests with a short
zipper instead of buttons. The girls loved the costumes. They
could both imagine how they were going to look in pink and
black rubber.  

        Downstairs they could hear Amy's daddy coming in but
they knew he'd leave them alone. 

        Amy and Misty both started pulling up their tights. To
say they were snug would be understating it. The tights had
small zippers at each ankle and also in back up the fanny.
They pulled and squirmed as they worked the rubber tights up
their legs, making sure they fit snugly in the crotch. When it
came time to zip up the back they could tell why they were
measured so carefully before. From their waist down they
looked like they had been dipped in candy pink rubber.

     Misty and Amy stood there looking at each others
rubberized legs and hips. They squealed with delight knowing
that they were looking real good. 

        Amy helped Misty get her top on and Misty did the same
for Amy. The tops were long sleeved and fit as tapered as the
tights. The chests were sculpted to mold and lift their
breasts as well as hug their tummies skin-tight giving them
very tiny waists. Next they put on their skirts. Which were
circle skirt designs that swished and flapped as the moved.
Lastly they tried on the little black vests. The vests were
also very snug at the waist pulling them in a bit more as they
pulled the zippers up. But what was really special about the
vests were how they sculpted and pushed their breasts
together. Both girls giggling walked over to the full size
mirror to get the whole look. 

     "WOW...This is sooo cool!!! LOOK AT US!!! We look like
something out of some movie like JR HIGH SCHOOL CHEERLEADERS
FROM OUTERSPACE!!!" 

       Amy and Misty spent quite a while standing at the
mirror looking at themselves. Turning and bending. Imagining
what people were going to say when they showed off Friday
night. Amy and Misty had many things in common, one of them
was they both got turned on by showing off and looking sexy
for people.  They were both very pretty if not downright sexy
for their age. They talked about it before and agreed it was
the best kick when they knew someone was getting turned on by
them. Standing at the mirror, they both discussed how they
looked and how Mr. Brennen was probably the one who picked
these costumes out. They both liked flirting with Mr. Brennen,
hell they both liked flirting with Amy's daddy too.  

Amy was the first to notice that her pussy was compleatly
molded by the smooth rubber. 

        "God Misty, look at how this rubber gives me a wedgy!"
Giggle

         "I know!  Look, you can see our pussy's perfectly in
these tight rubber pants. I'm glad the skirts cover us." 

     "Yeah, but just barely (giggles again) My pussy is
getting wet just from looking at ourselves Misty!" Amy was
starting to rub the smooth rubber back and forth against her
clit. It tickled the more she did it.

 "Try this Misty, it feels really nice!" 

        Misty began doing it too. The more she did it the
wetter she got. In a few moments they were both franticly
rubbing their pussy's against the tight rubber. Their slippery
pussy juices were lubricating the insides of their tights
making it even worse. They continued rubbing their clit's as
they tried to get over to Amy's bed. The tickle the rubber
caused was so delightful it caused their knees to buckle as
the hobbled over to the bed. The girls fell onto the bed in
wild abandon. Both of them in their own little rubber world.
Madly rubbing their pussy's through the skin-tight rubber.
Rolling around on their backs sliding their tightly encased
rubber legs together as the both had simultaneous orgasms.
They made quite a bit of noise thrashing about on Amy's bed. 


     Enough noise to concern Amy's daddy. There was a quite
knock on her door and then Mr. Smith poked his head in the
door. 

        "Is everything ok?"  It was all he could say because
it was then that he saw his daughter and Misty laying on the
bed in their `drop dead' sexy rubber cheerleading costumes. 

     Finally he managed to get out.."Honey ? What are you
wearing?" 

The nervousness in his voice was very noticeable. The girls
were still catching their breaths as young Misty looked at him
and said "OH! Hi Mr. Smith! Amy and I were...ah... just trying
out our new cheerleading costumes....want to have a sneak
peak?"  

     You could tell the girls were still very worked up as
Misty slithered off the bed. Standing coyly in front of him.
Misty modeled the outfit for him. His dick started rapidly
growing in his pants. 

     Amy's daddy stood there in disbelief as he looked at
Misty. She seemed more sexy than anyone he had ever seen on TV
or movies. Being the little flirt that she was  Misty started
playing with Amy's dad.

     "Well, what'cha think! pretty cool huh? look at how it
shines Mr. Smith!"

     "I am looking Misty. What are those costumes made of
anyway?"

     "Here, feel it!" Misty giggled as she walked up to
Amy's dad. Taking his hand she slid it up over her vest
so that his hand caressed her rubber coated breast. 

     "Doesn't it feel neat! I love how we look, don't you?
Hey, Amy lets show your daddy some of our routine!"

     The girls proceeded to wiggle and hop around as Amy's
father looked at the pretty girls outfits. He had a funny look
on his face. He continued watching their glossy rubber coated
bodies but he was mostly looking at Amy as she practiced a few
of her cheerleading routines with Misty. He noticed how her
pussy was defined beneath the smooth shiny rubber `, how her
fanny was perfectly molded by the stretchy pink rubber. His
heart was racing as he lusted for his daughter. She looked so
sexy as she slithered about the room. 

     "Honey!!! stop a minute will you? I'm sorry but I can't
allow you to be seen wearing such a sexy outfit.

     Amy stopped dead in her tracks. A disappointed look came
over her.  

     "But Daddy!  Its not like people can see anything! I'm
compleatly covered."

     "Yes you are, compleatly covered in skin tight RUBBER! 
  You look like a pink catwoman!"

Amy and Misty giggled when he said that. They then both
started meowing and slinking around like a couple of alley
cats. Misty purred as she rubber up against Mr. Smith. Her
head brushing against the lump in his pants. Amy started
crawling around on the thick carpet showing off her rubber
encased fanny, knowing that her pussy lips were plainly
in view then rolled over on her back. 

     Daddy was holding Misty's shoulders as she slithered
around him. The feeling of misty's soft body in the smooth
cushy rubber was having an effect on him. His dick was getting
rock hard and he couldn't hide it. Misty kept purring as she
continued to rub against him, He kept feeling her rubber body
as she moved against him all the while watching his daughter
as she too slithered around on the floor. Rolling around and
sliding her hands seductively up over her breasts, down along
the contours of her waist and even down between the folds of
her pussy's wedgy. 

     Daddy was shaking and trembling. Misty's hands moved up
his legs and started massaging his balls through his loose
pants. She slowly began pulling his zipper down until his
dick popped out standing at attention! 

Misty shook her thick luscious blonde hair back as she stared
at his throbbing cock. Then Misty put her powty lips up to his
swollen head. She swallowed his pole up into her wet mouth.
Back and forth she worked her lips over his shaft. Swirling
her tongue around his head and then back to tickling his
shaft.  Amy laying on her back began verbally teasing him as
well.

     "Look at me daddy!...Look at how your daughter has
started growing up!....Do I look cute in RUBBER?....
Huh?....Is my rubber outfit too sexy for all those people to
watch?.....I just love how it hugs every inch of
me!....See!....See how it's molded over my legs and
fanny?.....And my tummy...And my titties too???...... Mmmmmmm
It feels so nice!!!"

     As daddy watched his daughter play with herself he was
mesmerized my the sight of her covered in her new skin. His
brain was going crazy watching Amy while feeling Misty's
breasts, absent mindedly tweaking her nipples. He could no
longer hold back! With his knees about to buckle compleatly he
exploded into Misty's mouth again and again. Hot semen
streamed into her teenage mouth. Her lips and tongue became
even more slipper as she swirled it back over his swollen
head. Daddy started giggling as the waves of pleasure washed
over him. 

     "Oh! Mr. Smith!  You get Very Hard when I do that! Did
that feel good to get off in my little mouth?"

     "Gee daddy!  You looked like you were going to cry you
were so happy. If I'd known you like rubber so much I'd have
bought some sooner!"




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Rubber Cheerleaders 2  (fetish, femdom, tg, mc )

          Rubber Cheerleaders

     Part 2

     Mr. Smith staggered with weak knees back to his bedroom in
a state of shock.  While cleaning the remaining cum off his
penis he noticing a trace of pink lip-stick streaked across his
dick. It had been a very long time since he had a blow job. 
Collapsing onto his bed he fell fast asleep not to awaken until
the next morning. 

     As he began to awaken he tried to remember why he felt so
funny.    

Then he remembered! 

 It all came flooding back to him.  The visions of his daughter and
her sexy little friend prancing about yesterday afternoon.  His
inability to stop them, or even turn away from watching ...from
learing at them as they slinked and slithered.  The thoughts of
what he let Misty do!  He blamed himself.  After all, he was the
adult, right?  He should have put a stop to it right away.  

     He recalled his daughter growing up.  He tried his best
to be a good daddy to his little angel.  It wasn't easy!  Her
mother died when she was very small and he knew he had spoiled
her.  Done just about anything she asked of him.  All she had
to do was flash those big eyes, behave that certain way and she
would have him agreeing to anything.  But what ever she had
asked for in the past were easy things to allow.  Another Barbie
Doll, some new clothes...but now she wanted make-up and
stockings and mini-skirts, boots, more make-up, stretchy jeans,
several bras that he had seen in the laundry that looked awfully
frilly for `his little girl'.  She was filling out fast and
starting to look very mature for her age.

     Also her bossy nature was getting harder to keep under
control. When she was little it was cute the way she behaved.
Now, however, she still used those same tricks to get her way
only now those little behaviors were taking on a very sexy
nature.  Amy had a natural ability to manipulate her father.
`Daddy' when she wanted something!  Those sweet super-innocent
looks that drove him crazy, the way she'd sit across from him
with her knees together and her feet apart and especially when
she'd slither into his lap and curl up with her fanny pressing
softly against him. She learned that in hardly any time at all
she would feel his semi-hard cock growing underneath, ....not
a word was said about it.   It was alright when she was younger
but now she was beginning to grow into something of a sex-pot and
this made him very uneasy.  He didn't know what to do about how
she got him hot without ever saying a word!   

..Now she and her little friend Misty had seen him behaving in
a manner that was totally inappropriate for children their ages. 

     How could he face her now!  What was she going to say, and
to who?  
     He went down stairs and found her just ready to leave for
school.  They barely had time to say good morning. 

     Amy wore one of her shorter pleated catholic-school skirts
with a clingy top but he didn't say anything about it to her.
He could tell she was mad. Was it about what he did with Misty? 
 As he watched her walk out the door the thought of Misty
streaked across his mind and again the trembles started.  

     That afternoon Amy returned home from school.  She seemed
to be in a much better mood than this morning.  Mr. Smith
ventured some light conversation.

     "How was school today angel?"  He tried to sound normal
but he knew that he was faking and she could tell.

     "Oh ok,...I had cheerleader practice today....I told Miss
Dreamy that you said I couldn't be on the team.  She gave me
this note to give to you."


     Amy handed the envelope to her daddy. He pealed it open
and read it silently.

     Dear Mr. Smith,

     It is important that we have a meeting to discus Amy's
position on the Jr. High Cheerleading Team. Please bring Amy to
my house tonight at 7:00 PM sharp. 
                              Miss Dreamy
                              Director of Girls
Development


     Mr. Smith swallowed hard as he read the short note. He
thought hard about it. His vision of her and her friend dressed
like that was such a turn on he hated to do it. They looked and
felt so wickedly sexy in a such an innocent appearance. He
admitted he liked it when she wore her sexier clothes around the
house and never said anything before. He even had his own
cuteness factor he rated her and her friends, He felt they all
rated pretty high compared to most kids.   Nevertheless he
instructed Amy to pack her outfit up and have it ready to take
with them tonight.  Surprisingly Amy didn't seem too upset about
it as she left for her room.

     That evening Amy got in the car with her box as daddy
drove to the address listed.  It was on the edge of town and Amy
wiggled up to his side as they drove on.  She was acting kinda
like when she wanted something, being very lovie and touchy. 
More than once he nervously glanced down at her smooth pretty
legs as her already short skirt laid across her smooth legs. 
At last he pulled into the long driveway of a large Victorian
house.

     Amy jumped out of the car clutching her costume box.  She
ran ahead as if she had been here before.  Amy rang the bell. 
Miss Dreamy was just answering the door as Mr. Smith walked up
the steps.  As his gaze scanned upwards his jaw fell open. 

     Miss Dreamy stood there in four inch black patten leather
spikes with thin ankle straps.  She wore a very snug knee length
black skirt that closely defined her shape as she stood there.
     Also a cropped black kid skin leather jacket that nipped
in her waist. Her face was definitely European.  Blond hair, high
cheeks, sorta strict looking.

     Mr. Smith was temporarily unable to talk.  She was the
first to speak.

     "Mr. Smith"    It was more of a statement than a
question. "Thank you for coming. Would you please follow me to
were we can have our `chat'."  

     There was something about the way she said `chat' that
stood out. 

     Amy took his hand and lead him along following closely
behind Miss Dreamy. He felt very nervous, as if he himself had
been sent to the principals office.  Yet he couldn't help but
stare at her round hips swaying from side to side within that
strange looking skirt. He didn't even watch where she was taking
him. 

     Passing through some tall doors she brought them into a
dimly lite library.  He was directed to a tall stuffed leather
chair. Sitting down he felt himself sinking down and back into
its soft tufted padding.  Amy sat across his left knee.   He
wished she hadn't done that as he was extremely aware of her
warm pussy pressing down.  Nervously he looked down as he viewed
his pretty daughter's legs and short skirt barely covering her
as she sat strateling his one knee.  As he thought again about
yesterdays event in Amy's bedroom he looked at Miss Dreamy
nervously.

     Miss Dreamy leaned back against the front of a large oak
desk directly in front of Amy and her Daddy.
                                                            
     "Ok Amy." Was all that Miss Dreamy said and Amy wiggled
out of daddies lap clutching her box with her and left by a door
at the back of the room. As soon as Amy closed the door behind
her Miss Dreamy stood up.

     "Amy informed me today that you wish she no longer
participated with the schools cheerleading squad. I would be
very interested in hearing your reasoning for this serious
decision."

     Bob watched as she crossed one knee over the other,
stretching her snug skirt as she did this. He felt himself
sinking even further into the deep chair. He tried to speak but
only stammered for a moment. Finally he gathered himself and
spoke in a rather timid voice.

     "Ah...well...you see Miss Dreamy....I was very much in
favor of her joining the cheerleaders....But this week she came
home with this `outfit'...... "

     "What about the outfits!  I picked them out myself. I'm
sure the girls look quite fetching in them."

     "Oh yes indeed! Amy looks so...."  The words to describe
the sight of his daughter yesterday drifted off into a starry
glaze in his eyes. "Yes...she looks wonderful...yesterday I saw
her with her outfit on and couldn't believe my eyes. It was
quite a shock. I can't have my daughter being seen in that! She
looked practically naked."

     "I can assure you that as far as cheerleading costumes go
that this one is very modest. After all she is compleatly
covered!"

The vision in his mind of her fastly developing body molded into
that skin-tight rubber sent an involuntary shiver up his spine.
Unnoticed by him a small grin crossed Miss Dreamy's face. She
could see the mixed feeling he was having.  He decided to try
a different approach. 

     "Look I'm a bit concerned about some of the girls she is
associating with from being on this squad. They may be a bad
influence on her."

     "Like Misty?"  Miss Dreamy's voice was a bit taunting.

     "well....yes...Misty is one who comes to mind...yes..."

     "I understand Misty was over your house when you `viewed
your daughters outfit'!!!"

     You could hear a pin drop when she said that. He was
speechless. Miss Dreamy pressed on...
     "I heard you came in her room while they were getting
dressed and just hung around........watching them........
staring at your daughter.......and Misty... Didn't you!......
You just stood there and looked at them and looked at them."

     "Errr...yes...I guess I did now that you put it that way."

     "You stood there and MADE THEM do a little show for
you....didn't you!!!.....Your daughter was made to prance around
for you......to do her best to `look cute for Daddy'!  And what
was Misty suppose to do during all this?"

     Bob stammered very badly now.."I..I..I...don't
remember....ahhhh..."

     "Didn't you tell her to be like Catwoman and slink around
at your feet?"

     "ahhh....I'm not sure that's exactly how it went...."

     "Didn't you stand there and watch these two very young
girls and get sexually aroused at the mere sight of them...to the
point that you had to expose yourself and force Misty to do
something I'd rather not say!....... Isn't it true Mr. Smith?"

     All he could do was nod his head yes. 

     "I'm sure you understand the ramifications of this type
of behavior....You could be in allot of hot water....what do you
suggest I do?  I have many, many powerful friends as a result
of my position with all their daughters...Say  isn't  Misty's 
father the Chief of Police?"

     Mr. Smith sinking even deeper into the chair was about to
have a breakdown. The thoughts of jail and disgrace, the
newspapers, his job...better get this all straightened out
fast!      

     "I...I... guess I have been rather hasty...I guess she
could continue being a cheerleader." He said sheepishly.

     Miss Dreamy seemed to not even hear his half hearted
offer. 

"I think you really liked that little episode yesterday, didn't
you! ... I think you're going to do it again the next chance you
get."

     "No! I promise, it won't happen again, I swear!"

     "Hmmmm....why do I doubt that?...You know Misty's father
called me today. Not in an official manner, but he was a
bit...how should I say...UPSET!  I was able to convince him that
that he should let me see if we could work out
some...`agreement'!"

     Bob's eyes lite up, a glimmer of hope out of this mess..

"Yes! whatever...what would you require."
     
     "A good choice of words...as this is so serious it will
require some drastic measures. I'll explain as you sign these
papers, come over here."

     Bob came over to the desk and signed the papers without
even glancing at them, his hand trembled a bit.

     "First off it will require for you to stay here under my
strict supervision. We can't allow you to be alone with young
girls unsupervised now can we!

     Next...I will dictate every facet of your life. Your whole
day and night is mine to do with you as I see fit.  Your diet,
wardrobe, personal hygiene...everything! 

     Next since this was a sexually related incident you will
agree to under-go a complete series of re-adjustments. Lessons
and conditioning to change the way you `feel' about certain
subjects."

     Bob listened as she explained the details. There were more
and she listed them so mater of factly. The thought of Misty's
father kept going through his head with each new requirement. 

     Actually he still felt like he got off pretty easy.
Anything was better that having this all over the paper! ..Well
wasn't it?
     
     A wicked smile spread across Miss Dreamy's lips as he
finished signing the papers. 
     
     "You know, I think you should have a better look at what
this is all about...huh?  Yes ...lets have a better look...shall
we?......Amy would you come in here now."

     Behind the back door a little giggle could be heard. 

     Amy came bouncing out dressed again in her shiny pink and
jet black outfit.  Again little bursts of giggles seeped out as
she stood next to Miss Dreamy. 

     With a big smile and wide eyes Amy twirled around as she
asked "Well, how do I look?"

     "You look lovely dear....Oh.. this light is terrible!  Come
Amy, lets go where your `Daddy' will have a better view!"

     Miss Dreamy took Amy's hand. Amy skipped along, leading
her through the back door.  Mr. Smith followed behind down a
short hallway into another dimly lite room. Miss Dreamy closed
the door behind them.  She flipped several switches and the room
exploded with brightness.  He found himself standing in
something like a gym. There were expensive and complicated
looking exercise equipment, thickly padded tables, several
large screen TV's, What looked like an old fashioned steam sweat
box, And several tall cabinets among other items he didn't
understand.  While he was gazing around Miss Dreamy approached
him with a glass. 

     "Drink this! All of it!"

     He didn't dare refuse her so he took the glass and drank
it down quickly. He thought he detected a hint of Vodka. It was
true, there was a small amount of vodka but that was so he would
think she was trying to get him drunk. He never detected what
she really gave him. 

     "Amy, go over there and read a magazine for a
minute....All right I want YOU to go behind that screen and take
off all your clothes and put them on the cabinet. You can wear
the items in the top drawer.  Bob went behind the curtain and
removed his clothing. Opening the drawer a small gasp could be
heard as he saw the pink satin robe and matching slippers with
pink fluffy fur trim.  He had no choice! Taking the slinky robe
he put it on. It was so short! It barely covered his bottom and
was a bit tight in the shoulders. Tying the little thing together
offered little consolation. He slipped his feet into the
slippers, They Fit! but they had little 1 inch heels and made
a clopping sound as he walked back. He felt so humiliated. 

     Amy turned to see what the noise was and saw her daddy
clutching that short pink robe and shuffling over to Miss
Dreamy. Amy burst out laughing and couldn't stop laughing!

     "Oh Daddy ha ha ha!!!... Oh my!.... I've never seen you
in Barbie Pink before!" She said it in her most naughty teasing
voice.  His face turned beet red.

     "Amy put your daddy in `The TV Cumfy Chair'!" 

     "Come-on daddy, better listen to Miss Dreamy!"  Amy took
her daddy's hand and lead him to what looked like a dentist
chair. It was shiny black and thickly padded. 

     "Here Daddy, let me show you how this works!"  With a
gentle push from Amy he fell back down in the reclined seat.

     "Go on wiggle in and get comfy.  There...are you comfy
Daddy? ....GOOD!"

     He settled down feeling the soft padding slowly collapsing
under his weight, his head nuzzled back perfectly against the
padded head rest behind him.  A warm buzz began to swim in his
head. He was starting to feel a little calmer, yet at the same
time he felt a little more excited but in a nice way. He gazed
at his daughter. Her face, her quickly developing body in that form
fitting outfit. He watched as she nodded her head and then all
at once Amy and Miss Dreamy both grabbed wide white colored
straps connected to the undersides of the armrests and drew them
over his wrists, around the arm-rest and again over his wrists
finishing again at the underside where they were secured with 
thick strips of velcro.  He was so surprised he hardly had a
chance to struggle until they produced an even wider strip that
tightly wrapped around his ankles.  His head was swimming now
as he tried to resist but it was much too late.  He vainly tried
to lift his head but Miss Dreamy quickly and firmly grabbed his
forehead and pressed it back into the padding of the head rest.
He saw a leather strap dangling past his eyes as she worked a
leather harness down over the top of his head. The strap was
tightened under his chin. He could feel little clips being
attached from each side of the head rest to each side of the
harness near his temples, then the feeling of those clips being
snuggled back to keep his head firmly back in place. Next Miss
Dreamy positioned under his nose one of those tubes that people
in the hospital use to receive oxygen. He felt a quiet hiss in
his nostrils. 

     "Close your eyes!" was the command.  He complied and felt
her press and hold her fingers to his eye lids. 

     "OPEN!!!" He opened his eyes, it felt like something was
stuck to each of his eye lids. He blinked involuntarily then he
felt Miss Dreamy pull upward and his left eye-lid was pulled up
forcing his eye to stay wide open. She pressed against his head
just above his eye brow. Some kind of glue held his eye open.
She repeated the process for the other eye.  At last he was
staring with his eyes held wide open.  He tried to blink and
found that he could with some effort but they would instantly
spring back wide open!  She twisted open a small bottle and put
some drops in each eye. 

Miss Dreamy confidently walked around viewing her prisoner.
     
     "Well Mr. Smith! How do you like my `TV Comfy Chair'?  
Want to watch some TV? ....Sure you do!!!  Its a very
interesting TV as you will see.  Its the latest in inter-active
entertainment!  With the help of a few sensors located in the
arm rests just under your wrists and a few others I have yet to
connected,  the chair will sense your reactions to selected
images, sounds and concepts until it has determined your sexual
personality.  It will find every nook and cranny of your sexual
appetite then modify itself according to your weaknesses and my
wishes.  The first selection you are about to VIEW is an
introduction to Cheerleading."

     Then Miss Dreamy produced from around back a cup-like
device that fit over his penis and balls. It was a soft and
rubbery sort of pouch with something very slippery coating the
inside.  It had some tubes and wires attached going off
somewhere.  His balls and cock, which was soft at the moment
were placed within it, then snuggled up until it was pressed
firmly up against his crotch.  He could feel the cup gently
drawing his soft cock farther up inside.

     The room dimmed a bit and the three TV screen in front of
him came to life.  Cheerleaders' Amy's age were practicing some
very sexy cheers in outfits similar to Amy's.  Actually they
all wore different styles and colors but were all made of the
same skin-tight, super glossy rubber.  The girls bounced and
rocked their hips, laughing and giggling the whole time. 

     He found them irresistibly cute!  Bob's cock began
stirring, he could feel it starting to grow fat and warm. Sliding
upward inside that slippery rubber pocket. He tried not to let
himself get hard! He tried to not look at the girls but since
his eyes were fixed open and he couldn't turn his head, he had
no choice but to continue to watch the girls which only made it
worse!

     The girls tried forming one of those pyramids with each
kneeling on the other. All at once the camera angle swung around
to the back and Bob had a perfect view of their differently
colored rubber encased legs and fannies. Then, in slow motion,
the pyramid collapsed and the girls fell laughing into a pile
squirming and twisting, legs tangled, hands pressing against
other firm rubbery breasts, fannies popping up in the air, a
close-up of a cute face with pink pouty lips and eyes growing
wider as she lets out a "Owwwww" all in a playful attempt to
get untangled. 

     Up on the screen was a facial close up of one of the
girls. She has a horny/sleepy sort of look. Bats her long
curled eye lashes and coos...

     "HI! I'm Debbie!  Want to see what I'm wearing? 
giggle ......I bet you dooooo."  




Slowly the image backs up to reveal a bright glossy red band
snug against her neck. It backs up still more and Bob realizes
the band is actually the snug fitting neck of her outfit.
Finally he the beginning swell of her breasts. Her rubber outfit
is so tight, so slick and wet looking, she looks like she'd been
dipped in bright red rubber.   

     Bob's thinking..."OH..god...look!!!  She's dressed in
rubber...look at her face, she can't be more than
fourteen....maybe thirteen and wearing rubber...oh! I can't
stand it...it's too sexy"

 Then the image starts to pan downward on her. Debbie, who is
still talking to Bob, is constantly in motion, not allot, but she
can't seem to stand still, shifting her hips from side to side,
twisting slightly at the waist while she stands before the
camera. 
     Bob's cock involuntarily twitches, grows fatter swelling
upward inside the slippery nook as he watches 
her breasts contour and shape the glossy red suit outward while
he listens to the girlish babble about how she likes being cute
and dressing up!

  She slowly takes a deep breath as her breasts swell against
their rubber casing.

     " Mmmmmm I love it!  I love how I look in RUBBER....don't
you?...Don't you just love the word...RUB...BER!!!  You know,
something funny happens when I put this stuff on....it makes me
feel sexy! Mmmmmm...and powerful...it makes me feel v-e-r-y
naughty too!"  Purrrrrr  

     Debbie caresses her pert nipples, visibly straining and
poking outward against the smooth rubber, catching the light
just right to form two little stars at the tips of her breasts.
>From her breasts downward her shape curved inward to form a tiny
sleek graceful waist. He watches the suit stretch and contract
with each breath.  Her waist again begins to flair out at a
rapid rate. To form her swelling hips. It comes to a very short
shiny black circle skirt with lots of folds. The skirt rather
than hanging from her hips is propped up by a frilly excess of
lacy petticoats layered thickly one on top of the another until
they extended from her waist almost straight out. Yet despite
the mounds of soft frilly ruffles it's still so short that it
doesn't quite cover her pussy, which is perfectly outlined in
red. She had quite a wedgy and the rubber had slipped up between
her puffy lips. Debbie reaches down and softly presses her
finger within the fold.  Onward the camera pans down showing the
most perfect legs he had ever seen. The light gleaming
reflections off the shiny rubber up and down her legs. On her
feet were a pair of black patten leather 4 inch pumps with tiny
straps around each ankle.

     Bob was compleatly mesmerized by the Jr. High girl on the
screens. It was so weird because the three screens showed
different views of her simultaneously.  Bob could choose which
shot he liked best at any given time.  It was always a hard
choice.  The way the lights danced across her round curves
constantly played with his head.  He tried not to let himself
get hard yet slowly but surely his cock swelled within the snug
confines of the sensor/controller.  As his cock continued to grow
it slid deeper and deeper up into the pleasure probe.  It seemed
as if he could feel the inside of the probe inflating, as it
swelled it pressed from all directions against his stiffening
dick. A ring around the edge of the probe back against his legs
also began to shrink effectively sealing his balls and cock
within the slippery pouch. 

Amy began walking around in front of uncle Bob just under the
TV screens.  Just innocently walking around while she inspected
her costume.  Seeing how she looked from behind. Twirling and
jogging.  He could easily watch her just below the screens.

     The probe on his cock started a milking action. It was
very pleasurable and Bob was getting happily carried away.  So
slippery...So Warm....and it tickles so much I can't stand it.

     On and on it went with girls parading around being the
biggest teases they could.  The probe played games with Bob's
cock using mild electrical currents to force his cock to swell
larger than he ever had.  Unfortunetly he found himself unable
to orgasm with his cock so rock hard.  He started to whimper
because he was so horny but couldn't get off. 

     He couldn't stop looking either!!!!  Now the girls were
dressed like little rubber hookers!  Super-tight, super-short
mini dresses, Poofy rubber party dresses with nipped waists and
firm budding cleavages.  Skin-tight tube tops and short huggy
hot-pants over pink rubber legs.  One girl in the background
walked through the picture in a sexy nurse outfit and spiked
high-heels carrying a tray of something!  The image of a man
bound in a bed flashed across the screens.  A girl with a
devilish smile with a man in the background kneeling in a
bathroom. The nurse walks by again pulling one of those IV
stands.  A bulging red rubber enema bag laying in a sink half
submerged in soapy water, the nozzle dripping suds.  The nurse
walks right up to the camera, smiles that haughty knowing grin
and beckons Bob to her with her finger. ....Two young girls in
party dresses fussing with someone in a beauty parlor chair.
They are fussing over their subjects hair, turning and laughing
at the camera as they twirl the chair around showing a young man
strapped into place with his hair and face done just like
their's.  The probe was causing Bob to go nuts...it touched
him like no-one ever had, yet he couldn't get off! More images
and more still. By the time it was over Bob didn't even realize
it had stopped. He sat there strapped in but twitching and
giggling, He had no fight left.  

     Miss Dreamy walked over and read the results of the
image/sensor profile. She pulled Amy aside and told her
everything about her uncle, his likes, dislikes, weaknesses and
fears.  They sat there laughing as they made their plans.

     "Come on Amy, time to prepare for the next phase of this
adventure. Don't worry about him...he's not going anywhere!"


 Miss Dreamy walked over to a medicine supply cabinet and
prepared several syringes!

Bob is told he should have more understanding of what girls go
through to look their best!  Miss Dreamy places Bob in a terribly
restrictive corset. Missy loves the new look!  Try some heels too Bobbie!
His feet are placed in 5"stilettos with cramped pointy toes. 


END