; ; The night sky was ablaze as the falling meteorite streaked from east ; to west. People in Washington looked up in amazement as the night ; turned briefly to day. The afterglow of the debris trail marked the ; passage of the object. Over the Virginia countryside, Kentucky, ; Missouri, and Kansas, people stopped in their tracks to note the ; passing nocturnal marvel. Air travel was disrupted as startled pilots ; took evasive action to avoid first the streaking light and the trail ; left behind. 911 centers from the Atlantic coast to the Rocky Mountain ; foothills of Colorado were overwhelmed by calls. An event of truly ; cosmic proportions was in the works. Many people, having seen the ; recent run of disaster movies knew this was the end of the world and ; took whatever refuge they could. Many drove to the churches, some went ; home to families, and some just stopped what they were doing and said ; a prayer to the god of their belief. NORAD, North American Air ; Defense, tracked the object from its entry into the atmosphere to its ; impact point. All radar indicated the site was west of Denver, near ; the old Energy Department site at Rocky Flats. As the extraterrestrial ; object went off the radar, knowledgeable members of the science ; community braced for the massive shock wave that had to accompany an ; impact of the magnitude to be expected from an object of this ; size. Strangely the movement of the ground was minimal, no cataclysmic ; quakes, no life ending debris cloud, nothing but a minor quake felt in ; the Denver area. People on duty at the NORAD Command Center, protected ; from nuclear strike by a ground isolation system, didn't even feel the ; resultant quake.
; ; The NORAD Duty Officer notified Space Command, Strategic Command and ; the National Command Authority (the President) of the impact ; location. Additional calls were sent to Fifth Army and the ; Pentagon. All calls were advisory in nature. There was no reason for ; alarm. For everyone the message was the same..."An unidentified ; object, most likely a meteorite, impacted west of Arvada, Colorado at ; Latitude 39 - 51 North and Longitude 105 - 10 West just south of State ; Highway 72. There are no apparent casualties or damages associated ; with this strike. The National Astronomic Center has been advised of ; our track and impact data. End message - 0338Z28112001." With this ; brief message NORAD interest in the event was officially ended. In ; scientific community, the uproar over this "non-event" was just ; beginning. The most astonishing aspect of the impact was the lack of ; warning. Observatories all over the world scour the skies ; continuously, looking for the one stray comet or asteroid that spells ; the doom of our civilization. This rather large meteor was unnoticed ; until it was well into the atmosphere and radar tracked it. I received ; a phone call that broke my early evening ritual of getting bored to ; sleep by the TV at about eight. On the third ring, I picked up the ; phone. The caller ID read unavailable but the number was displayed and ; I knew the origin. "Dr. Sparks," I said into the handset. "Doctor, ; this is the Duty Officer. There was an impact near Denver about twenty ; minutes ago. The object was big." I interrupted, "It couldn't have ; been that big. I live in Golden and there was only a small tremor. If ; something struck here, it would have been big!" "Radar indicated it ; was big, sir, at least one hundred feet long and maybe thirty feet ; across its widest point. The strange thing is that nobody saw it ; approaching. NORAD gave us the first warning and of course lots of ; visuals from the Atlantic coast to here." "You got some coordinates?" ; "I can e-mail them along with the NORAD notification message to you ; right away." "Good. Am I alone on this one or do we have an initial ; investigation team lined up." "A team will be coming up from the FRC ; to meet you. I called you separately since you live out that way ; anyway. No point in coming into town first." "Sounds good. Who's ; coming out?" "Doctor Evans and two techs, Sheila and Bill." "Sound ; like a team. I'll see them at the site." "Bye, sir. Good luck." The ; phone clicked off and I went over to the computer and pulled up the ; e-mail. The new message was already in the queue. I opened the message ; and printed a hard copy as I read. I grabbed my jacket and headed for ; the Jeep in my drive. Chastity Evans, now there was a name that fit, ; would be working with me on this one. I had known her for two ; years. She was rigidly professional, a good scientist, and showed ; occasional signs of imagination.
; ; I always tried to help expand her ideas beyond the books when it came ; to the objects we were constantly discovering and cataloging as we ; searched the sky for anything that might hint at extraterrestrial life ; or otherwise invalidate our current theories of the universe and ; astrophysics. Bill and Sheila were good techies. They knew their job ; completely. Both were graduate candidates and would soon be able to ; add the title "Doctor" to their names. They were also inseparable both ; on and off duty. At first management was worried about their affair ; but as the complete compatibility of the two became apparent, and they ; worked out a couple of coups on equations in planetary and lesser body ; attraction, the Director realized together they were equal to any six ; of the other assistants. I was happy to have them on my team. I ; reached the site a little after ten. I was the first of the team to ; arrive. Figuring that I had to drive about twenty miles less than the ; folks coming up from the FRC and the fact that they would have gone ; there first, I decided I would be by myself for a little over an ; hour. A sheriff's deputy vehicle was parked by the side of the road ; and some curiosity hounds were congregating. I showed the deputy my ; credentials and he let me pass into the field. Scorched prairie grass ; marked the path to the crater. I found the impact site easily. A ; raised mound of fresh earth, blackened from heat loomed at the end of ; the wide trail of blackened grass. My first thought was the object had ; obviously made some sort of controlled landing/crash.
; ; The Duty Officer was right too. The thing was big. It was buried at a ; shallow angle in the hard ground but the rear portion that was visible ; and the up-heaved earth indicated an object that was easily one ; hundred feet long. I approached cautiously turning on the radiological ; instrument that I carry in the back of the Jeep and noted the ; readings. Nothing out of the ordinary registered on the dial. I walked ; toward the object, noting any heat emanating from the object and ; looking for any markings that might betray the hand of ; intelligence. My trained eye noted nothing but a rough surface that ; looked pretty much like a chunk of space debris. The only possible ; peculiarity was the shape seemed to be too perfect for the average ; chunk of rock. I certainly could speculate but without some further ; proof, I was looking at a normal, if rather large, meteorite. I ; snapped three photos to get the general overview of the impact ; site. Perhaps the flat shape allowed the thing to "fly" through the ; atmosphere, softening the landing enough to avoid a massive impact ; crater. Maybe daylight would reveal a better explanation. I walked to ; the edge of the impact zone and took some temperature readings. The ; air around the site was warm but not hot. There did not appear to be ; much heat radiating from the object. I moved in for a closer look. I ; reached out to the surface of the exposed section and tentatively ; touched it. To my shock the surface was silky smooth to the touch, yet ; visually that was impossible. The surface appeared rough and course. I ; pulled my hand away. The spot was as rough looking as the rest of the ; object. I tentatively placed my hand on the surface again. It was ; slightly warm to the touch. As I moved my hand along the surface, I ; was again amazed at the smooth, silky, texture. This time when I ; pulled the hand away, the object seemed to stretch out with the ; movement as if it was unwilling to end the contact. I stepped back as ; though a ghost had appeared. Was this a living entity? I stepped ; forward again and lay my ear close to the surface. I cupped my hand to ; the ear and again made contact, trying to hear any sound. The ; smoothness of the surface to touch continued to confuse me. This was ; obviously something created by intelligent life and not a naturally ; occurring piece of space debris. Not hearing any sounds I pulled back ; again from the object and began to take notes on what I had observed ; so far.
; ; CHAPTER 2: CONTACT AND ASSIMILATION
; ; I was so absorbed in my thoughts and writing and failed to notice what ; was happening around me. My first comprehension that something was ; happening was a feeling of tightness about my legs and groin. It was ; such a creeping effect that I looked down with a start as my jewels ; and member were gripped in an enveloping warmth. I looked down to see ; a black slick running from the object to my feet and reaching up my ; leg. To my alarm the enclosing feeling continued to creep slowly up my ; body. I pulled up my pant leg to see glossy black skin where my ; usually pale hairy leg would be. I quickly went around the object to ; hide from the group of people gathered at the road and undid my pants.
; ; As I pulled my shirt up, I found a black substance slowly covering my ; torso. I ripped my shirt from my body and watched in fascination and a ; bit of trepidation as the black reached to my chest then spread over ; my shoulders and down my arms. In short order the shiny black material ; covered all of my exposed skin. Perfectly fitting gloves formed about ; my hands. I pulled down my pants to reveal the same material covered ; everything. I pulled off my shoes and socks to find my feet completely ; enclosed in "foot gloves", for lack of a better term, with each toe in ; its own perfectly fitted digit. I looked closely at my organ to ; discover the tight cupping material squeezing my gonads gently while ; the shaft was held snuggly inside a shiny black sheath. All of the ; physical features were visible, even the tip retained the urethra. Out ; of curiosity, I squeezed the head to open the hole and shined the ; flashlight on it. The black skin seemed to extend inside the shaft as ; well. I wasn't sure exactly what that meant. Suddenly the skin that ; had been enclosing me flowed up my neck and as I stood, I felt the ; material cover my entire head in its enveloping grip. It penetrated my ; mouth and I felt the stuff lining my mouth. It even seemed to flow ; down my throat. My nostrils were lined too. For a moment I was blinded ; as the black stuff covered my eyes, but then I could see again, only ; my vision was blurred. As with my clothes, the material flowed between ; my glasses and my skin as it completed its enclosure. On a hunch, I ; removed the glasses and the vision cleared. Somehow the material had ; corrected my vision that had been so terrible all these years. I now ; looked closely at the transformation. I was completely encased by this ; alien material. I pulled at it with my gloved finger and found it to ; be elastic and very much like rubber.
; ; I tentatively explored the areas I could touch and found the enclosure ; to be complete and very precise. Each time I tested an area, the ; second skin subtly enhanced the tactile sensation and I soon found ; myself aroused by my self-exploration. I probed my anal cavity and ; found that it too had the material covering it well into the anal ; cavity. The opening appeared to be open and functional. In my aroused ; state, my thoughts wandered to the thought of a hard invading plug up ; my ass. In seconds, and for my next shock, the previously open cavity ; was filled with a hard intruder. I felt its tip pushing against my ; prostate region creating not unpleasant waves of sensation. My finger ; went to the hole and it was indeed covered smoothly, as though the ; intruding phalanx was an integral part of the suit. A sudden urge to ; piss washed over me and I let go. The yellow stream jetted from the ; open head at the tip of the covered member. I now knew that I was ; fully functional in that regard. Again my thoughts wandered into ; additional carnal thoughts and the material about the head of my tool ; began to squeeze and massage the shiny black shaft. The engorged head ; bobbed with a life of its own. I thought of the shaft being completely ; enclosed in a sheath or condom and a second covering flowed over the ; hard shaft just as I was taken over the edge in a satisfying explosion ; of passion. "Dr. Sparks. Where are you, sir?" called a familiar voice, ; Chastity Evans.
; ; I was suddenly jolted back to reality. The plug in my anal cavity ; retreated and I quickly pulled my pants up over the black rubber. In a ; new panic I hastily pulled shirt and shoes on. I knew that the mask ; still covered my head and the gloves were visible below the sleeves of ; my shirt. How could I explain these strange accessories to my ; colleagues? Even as I pondered the question, the hand covering changed ; to my natural skin color. My hands were still enclosed in the material ; but now they looked like uncovered hands. I couldn't see my face but I ; assumed that the same transformation had occurred to it. I stepped out ; to meet my team members. "Good morning, Chastity," I said. "We have ; quite a show stopper here, I think." "Good morning, Dr. Sparks." I ; realized that it was just after midnight. "Can't you call me Dennis? I ; mean we have been working together for over a year." She just gazed at ; me. I greeted Bill and Sheila as they came up, "Morning troops. You ; can set up shop over there." I pointed to a flat spot about fifty ; yards away. They headed over with the computer cases and instrument ; bags. "Where are your glasses, sir?" Chastity asked. "Uh, I'm trying a ; new look. I got some contacts yesterday," I lied. She looked closely ; into my eyes. "Your eyes look so clear and blue. I've never really ; noticed them before." She shook her head. "Tell me your ; preliminaries," all business again. "The outward appearance is that of ; a common meteorite, although it does seem to be of a more uniform ; shape than most.
; ; It is warm to the touch and there are some other properties that I ; have yet to fully explain. It would be better for you to see, and ; feel, for yourself. I took her hand to lead her over to the ; object. She looked at my hand in surprise and pulled hers away. She ; held the back of her hand to her face and examined it. Next she ; wordlessly took mine and held it near her face; she stroked it ; lightly. The sensation of her touch was as strong as when I had self ; satisfied myself earlier. I shuddered involuntarily. "What's wrong, ; Doctor?" "Nothing Chastity." "Your hand is so smooth. I mean it looks ; like it always has, rough and callused." I interrupted lightly, ; "That's what happens when you cut your own wood." "No. It's not ; that. It's so silky. I mean...Have you been using lotion?" she asked ; incredulously. "No. Let's look at the object. It might just hold an ; answer for you." Together, we approached the meteorite. "Touch the ; surface," I said. Chastity walked to the object and hesitantly reached ; out to the surface. She touched it lightly then rubbed an area before ; pulling her hand away. "I don't understand, Dr. Sparks." "What don't ; you understand?" I asked. "The surface is rough and jagged. There are ; many fissures and small surface irregularities, yet the thing feels ; very smooth to the touch... just like your hand?" Her tone was ; questioning and trailed off. "We have a lot of work to do, Chastity. I ; don't think this object is naturally occurring.
; ; It is difficult to explain or prove unless you see what I have ; seen. Yet there are certain esoteric considerations that make showing ; you my discovery difficult." I thought about that one. How in the ; world could I explain the sexual nature of my discovery to her? I ; wasn't even sure if that was accurate for that matter. I said, "Stand ; next to it while I snap a picture." She went back over to the ; object. I busied myself with setting the timer on the camera for a ; picture. As I adjusted the focus and the light setting, she leaned ; against the object casually. Before I could start the timer for the ; shot, she bolted from the image and was at my side. She let out a ; shriek that startled me and she was looking about her in a ; panic. "What is it, Chastity?" "There's something crawling up my legs! ; I can't get to it! God, Dennis, what's happening to me?" The terror in ; her eyes was real. She was about to shriek again but a large black ; glob of goo flowed over her mouth and muffled the scream to a ; grunt. Before my eyes, I saw her entire head enclosed by the shiny ; material. Her hands were covered as well. I knew that the alien ; material had encased her as it had me. She started to run but heavy ; loops of material wrapped about her legs and she fell to the ground. I ; ran to her and kneeled beside her. Curiosity got me better side and I ; swiftly undid her pants. As I half expected, the material was ; completely covering her. Her waist was firmly shaped by a tight built ; in corset of thick, more rigid rubber material. Below her waist, her ; inviting love mound was fully outlined and lined with the shiny black ; skin that disappeared into the wondrous slit between the full lips. As ; I looked a barrier spread across the inviting spot, covering her ; secret entry.
; ; I leaned close to her face and said, "Don't be afraid. I think the ; object is some sort of living and intelligent being. It has covered ; you with its life energy and is trying to communicate with you. Think ; that you won't shout." She lay there shaking her head about but ; nothing changed. "Be honest. Don't shout or yell and think it." The ; material pulled away from her mouth. I put my finger to her lips in ; the universal silence sign. "Now think you will not run and let's see ; what happens. Remember to mean it," I said. That straps about her legs ; pulled back into the covering suit. "This may be a little personal, ; were you embarrassed by your exposure as I pulled your pants down?" ; Now she nodded silently, even though she could have spoken. "I thought ; so. A privacy panel covered you while I was inspecting your, uh, ; suit." "Hey Doctor's! Where'd you guys go?" shouted Bill from the ; other side of the object. I pulled Chastity to her feet. She pulled ; her pants quickly up and I saw all of her exposed skin change to its ; original tone. "What the hell is going on?" she asked me. "I wish I ; knew," I replied.
; ; CHAPTER 3: BASIC COMMUNICATION
; ; Just as we started to go meet Bill she stopped and ; grunted. "Dr. Sparks! Something just thrust into me!" she ; gasped. "Into your private parts?" I asked. "Yes. This is too much." ; "What were you thinking at that moment? This is important and it is ; for research." "I was wondering if you were encased in the same stuff ; and what it would feel like to have you, ah," she hesitated, "closer ; to me." I called to Bill. "We're behind the site, Bill. Wait for us ; we'll be over in a minute. We need you to run some calculations. Get ; the ABSCAM program ready." Chastity had fallen to the ground and was ; rocking in a building rhythm. Suddenly my crotch became warm and ; overcome by desire, I dropped to the ground letting the sudden ; sensations of loving caresses consume me. With each thrust of ; Chastity's pelvis, a corresponding thrust of pleasure rippled through ; my love rod. We were soon thrusting together and more rapidly as ; building passion carried us to the inevitable and cataclysmic ; conclusion. Just when I could not hold back, one final and inescapable ; thrust took me over the edge. Suddenly a large gag filled my mouth as ; my teeth bit down and a shout of ecstasy was cut off. My eyes rolled ; amorously over to Chastity to see her mouth filled and her body ; bucking eagerly. Her breathing was fast and audible as it burst ; through her lined nostrils. As I regained control of my body, I ; crawled over to the panting Chastity. My mouth gag receded and I put ; my mouth close to her ear and whispered, "I think we were just linked ; in some sort of extraterrestrial love ritual." Hoarsely, she said, "I ; don't care. I just want you and I want you now." She pulled my mouth ; to hers and we kissed passionately. The rubber linings about our ; tongues played with each other and merged, allowing our own tongues to ; play together inside the surrounding sheath. I reluctantly pulled ; myself away and the sheath stretched before allowing the tongues to ; part. The material quickly reformed about the tongue. "We have to get ; back to business, Chastity. But we can work on our experiment later." ; I stood and dusted off my clothes. Chastity got up as well and pulled ; herself back together. We walked out from behind the mound and over to ; where Bill and Sheila were working with the gear. "What were you two ; up to anyway?" Bill asked. "You don't want to know, yet." I added, ; "When the time is right, we'll fill you in." Bill just looked at me, ; then to Chastity, then back to me. His eyes told me that he had a ; suspicion of the truth but I knew he couldn't even imagine the real ; truth. He just asked, "What happened to your glasses, sir?"
; ; CHAPTER 4: INVESTIGATIONS AND DISCOVERIES
; ; I knew that a discovery of this magnitude could not be kept ; secret. Bill and Sheila, for example, had to find out soon. Then the ; entity would require transport to a laboratory for further ; investigation. Surely the rubber-like material would consume anybody ; coming in contact with the object. For the immediate situation, I ; decided that we needed to declare a National Security Area and keep ; the contact to the necessary minimum. Since Bill and Sheila were our ; working team members, Chastity and I led both of them to the ; object. It wasn't long before they were both enclosed in the rubber ; material. Unlike the suits Chastity and I wore, the two techies were ; bound in bizarre bondage accessories. I removed Bill's clothing to ; find his body enveloped in a thick shiny black skin. His suit appeared ; to be something for fishing or wading in deep mud only it was all one ; piece. His head was hooded, like mine, but over the hood was a bizarre ; respirator with long hoses attached to breathing inlet and outlet ; ports. The eye lenses were mirrored. Close inspection of the heavy ; suit indicated no visible seams or areas to enter. It was a flawless ; skin of black rubber. Sheila's suit was shiny red and sported a ; heavily stayed black corset. The thick rubber of the corset seemed to ; flow right into the red suit and her waist was very tightly ; squeezed. Her breasts formed perfect round spheres above the corset ; and her aroused nipples added an enticing ornament to the soft shiny ; swells. Strapped to her waist was a huge black dildo. Its formidable ; appearance was shocking. As she stood, a shiny black rubber ; ankle-length trench coat covered her. A wide black belt cinched her ; waist nicely. Her gloves changed to matching black and her height ; suddenly increased by six inches as her shoes transformed to black ; stiletto heels. "Doc, this is incredible!" Bill exclaimed. "You ; wouldn't believe what is inside this suit." "I can imagine, Bill. You ; must have a bit of a kinky trait in you, since these suits seem to ; amplify our carnal lusts." Before my eyes, Bill was completely ; swallowed by a heavy latex sack, the tubing of his mask protruding ; from the enclosing bag.
; ; He began to thrash about the ground as the material worked its erotic ; spell on him. Soon Sheila was straddling Bill's encased form and was ; rocking back and forth against his bound form. The dildo seemed to ; melt into her suit and she gasped in surprise, all the while ; intensifying her rocking. "I've never been so full," she said between ; her quickening breaths. "It feels soooo goood. I want this to last ; forever!" Her fervent rocking over Bill's erogenous spot was making me ; horny, too. Chastity must have had the same thoughts for she grabbed ; me and pulled me to the ground beside the other hard fucking rubber ; couple. The four of us were thrashing wildly on the ground as the ; rubbery entity consumed our combined passions in a frenzied display of ; carnal release. First the suits worked on us individually, then as I ; kissed Chastity after the first powerful release, and my third of the ; young day, our suits joined in an enclosing sheath of thick ; elastic. As our private regions contacted each other the suits parted ; and rejoined with my member thrusting hard and strong into the ; Chastity's rubber-lined love channel. It was a slow thrusting since I ; could not move more that a few inches within the enclosing sheath and ; what little play in the sheath seemed to be filled with a viscous ; liquid that restricted any movement while amplifying the sensation.
; ; The two of us slowly built to a simultaneous climax that washed over ; us in a satisfying flush. The warm afterglow gradually receded as we ; cradled our rubbery bodies together. The enclosing body sheath ; withdrew and we were free to pull ourselves away from our passion. In ; our aroused euphoria, I hadn't noticed that our clothing was gone. I ; cast about for any vestige of our shirts or pants but failed to find ; them. A new panic set in as I wondered how we could get away from the ; site unobserved. Bill and Sheila had completed their session of alien ; rubber induced love. Based on what we saw of them, they were very much ; into bondage games. As I watched Sheila climb off of Bill's enclosed ; form, her suit seemed to dissolve into her street clothes. Similarly, ; Bill's bondage sack fell away and he stood up, brushing some dust from ; his jeans. Chastity even seemed to be in her street clothes but I ; looked down at myself and still found the tight rubber suit enclosing ; me. "How'd you guys get into your clothes?" I asked. "What do you ; mean, Doc? You're wearing your regular clothes. What I want to know is ; what happened to mine and how can I let anyone out there," Bill nodded ; toward the other side of the crash site, "see me in this kinky rubber ; wading suit." The two girls started up at once in a cacophony of ; gibberish. "Wait a minute, all of you!" I shouted. The three stood ; silenced. I continued, "I don't know how this thing does it but I can ; only assume that each one of us is still encased in the rubber gear ; that our unconscious mind conjured up. But somehow, we see each other ; in their own clothes and with no hoods on heads or bizarre accessories ; hanging about our waists. I know you see yourself in the rubber but ; trust me on this, you look perfectly okay." I sidled up to Bill. "You ; got to let me in on that wading suit stuff and that breathing gear ; looks fantastic!" As if by magic, a veil lifted about us and I was ; staring at a deputy that was nosing about. Apparently an alien created ; shroud had concealed our passionate interlude from prying eyes. "Where ; did you just come from?" he asked. "We were over by the back of the ; mound," I said pointing. "Didn't you notice us as you came around the ; side?" "Sir, you just seemed to appear from nowhere." I chuckled, ; "You've been out here too long, Deputy. You know that can't be." I ; filed this additional discovery away for future reference. In my ; conscious level, I had to develop an isolation plan for further study ; of the object.
; ; I knew that no one else could come in direct contact yet. In reality, ; exposing the four of us was foolhardy since we had no idea what we ; were dealing with. So far the encounter had been a whirlwind of ; eroticism and carnal pleasure but I wasn't sure if the alien had some ; hidden agenda to reveal. "I want anyone working with the object to ; wear Level A protective clothing. We need to set up a clean room ; environment for our evaluation. Make sure no one gets near this thing ; because of possible contamination." As I was saying this, the deputy's ; eyes widened in panic and began stepping back from me. "This is ; precautionary, Deputy. I'm not totally sure what we are dealing ; with. Make sure a decon unit is set up so that Doctor Evans and my ; colleagues can be completely decontaminated." "Yes, Sir. I'll put the ; call in right away." The deputy ran off to his "Prowler" to make the ; calls. "Well team, what shall we do while we wait?" With that ; question, Bill's clothing disguise transformed into the heavy rubber ; wading suit and hood.
; ; My own suit shifted into an identical suit. The heavier rubber ; squeezed my entire body deliciously in its tight bond. "Gee, Doc. All ; we need now is a nice bog to wallow in," Bill said. No longer ; surprised by the power of this living material, we watched a fluid ; spread from our suit to the hard dry Colorado ground. Bill, without ; hesitation slogged into the newly formed mud puddle. As the mud sucked ; over his mid-thigh, he fell back with a splat and let the gooey muck ; swallow him completely. As his head went beneath the stuff, an ; inflated sack appeared a few inches below the ends of his breathing ; tubes to make certain that the tubing stayed above the slop. Sheila's ; suit transformed and she was soon beneath the wet, brown surface. I ; looked at Chastity, "Why not?" I waded into the bog and as my head ; sank beneath the surface I saw Chastity's suit transform into a wader ; and knew she was going to join the rest of us. This was a truly new ; experience to me. The cool muck soothed my senses. The intense and ; constant pressure exerted by the surrounding mud brought on a peaceful ; euphoria. My slow breathing and the beating of my heart were the only ; sounds I could sense. I lay motionless in the pool mud and felt a ; slowly building desire in my groin. I began to undulate within the ; viscous medium, a slow rocking motion that carried me so close to ; another joyous release. I wavered at the edge of the dark abyss, my ; thoughts completely lost to the carnal pleasure consuming my very ; soul. Just as I was ready to pull my arm to my crotch and finish the ; journey, the side of the suit bonded to the arms and I couldn't move ; them. In my hooded head a whisper said, "Not yet. The wait is far ; better than the conclusion." I ignored the voice and tried to rock my ; body to finish the job to no avail. I panted in frustration as I was ; denied my final release. Then my breathing was cut off.
; ; Panicked I thought the hoses had slipped, despite the precautionary ; floats, beneath the surface. I struggled to lift myself out of the ; muck but the weight of the mud overhead and my bound arms made the ; struggle futile. Just as I was about to lose consciousness, my ; breathing suddenly returned. I gulped eagerly at the cool air drawing ; through the tubing. My pounding member bobbed and leaped inside the ; entrapping suit as I jumped headlong into the dark river of releasing ; pleasure. The whispering came again into my head, "That is enough for ; today my new friend. I'll let you explore yourself and you friends ; more tomorrow." I was lifting out of the bog and my arms were again ; free. I wiped the muck from the lenses of the attached mask and saw ; the suit return to its original form. The others were groggily wiping ; at their eyes and slowly returning to the present. To me their ; glistening rubber suits again shifted back into street clothing. "What ; a blast!" cried Chastity. "When my air cut off, I was so terrified, ; yet so completely enthralled! I can't explain it. It's just beyond ; words!" Bill calmly commented, "That was the best session of sensory ; deprivation and breath control I have ever experienced. No offense to ; your games, Sheila, but this thing is a true master." "None taken, ; Bill," Sheila said. "After all my feelings are mutual." "Did we all ; have the same experience?" I queried half to myself. "Doc, did you ; hear anything while you were in the ooze?" asked Bill. "Yes, an inner ; voice seemed told me to wait then told me enough for today." "Yeah, me ; too. What the hell do we have here, Boss." "I don't really know, ; Bill. I just don't know." I was lost in thought. Chastity came up ; beside me and put her hand in mine. "We're together on this one, ; Dennis. All the way to the final act," she whispered in my ear. "Let's ; get to work," I finally said. The four of us, dressed in our alien ; latex garments that looked to everyone else like regular street ; clothing headed out to the waiting crowd.
; ; CHAPTER 5: MOVING AND CONTAINMENT
; ; the level a suits transformed the users into featureless aliens. We ; approached them and allowed them to walk us into the changing tent of ; the decontamination unit. Not knowing what to do about the rubber ; suits we wore, I trusted the entity would have an answer. In short ; order, my original clothing, which had been absorbed by the entity ; earlier, was free of the rubber and lying in a pile. Bill, who had ; joined me in the men's tent, stood naked in appearance but as I looked ; at myself, the black rubber still covered me. I stepped into the ; shower unit and let the water run over the rubber suit. I went through ; motions of washing and scrubbing for anyone that might be watching. I ; stepped into the clean tent and donned a jump suit provided by the ; Decon Team. I watched the suit get absorbed into the rubber suit.
; ; I just trusted that the others still saw the jumpsuit. This time Bill ; still looked to be in rubber after he had put on the jumpsuit. He was ; looking at me rather peculiarly, too. "You're not in the jumpsuit, ; Doc," he said. "Neither are you, Bill. But we never have been in ; regular clothing since we encountered the entity." "Yeah, but at least ; you guys looked like you were in street clothes." "Well, maybe the ; entity has decided it is time for us to show ourselves and it." ; "Whatever you say, Doc. But Sheila and I always kept our rubber games ; a secret." "Bill, I suspected you were holding back when all of those ; bizarre suit additions began to appear on you and Sheila ; earlier. Well, this is it." We stepped out of the tent and Doctor ; Moses, the Director ran up to me. "What have we got, Dennis?" he ; asked. Obviously, the rubber suits were still hidden from the ; uninitiated. "It's a long story, sir. It needs to wait until we can ; get further tests and develop better conclusions." "Doctor Evans, ; Sheila, come on out and greet Doctor Moses. Everything is all right," ; I called into the women's dressing tent. They came out hesitantly. As ; I expected they were still in the shiny rubber alien suits. Again as ; expected no one but Bill and myself saw the rubber body-hugging ; garments.
; ; I had to admit, these suits were the most erotic and body-enhancing ; garments I had ever encountered. The smooth shiny rubber covered our ; bodies, turning them into flawless human forms. The ladies were ; perfectly shaped with firm taught breasts, slim waist and wide ; athletic swell in the hips. The rubber did nothing to hide their love ; spots as it framed the delectable lips guarding the heavenly ; entrance. The clits stood out against the taught rubber, unhooded in ; their aroused state, begging to be stimulated. I found it hard to ; concentrate with this erotic distraction to cope with. As for Bill and ; me, everything was exposed as well. The taught black skin hid any ; flaws in our skin but all of our muscles were strongly accentuated by ; the glossy material. Our hanging members were sheathed in rubber but ; visible to the initiated. Any arousal of the organs exposed us ; unmercifully to our partners. Right at this moment, Bill's little ; friend was slowly awakening and I was hard pressed to keep from ; chuckling as my own instincts began to respond to the erotic picture ; of our to mates. I thought, "Control." Suddenly a restricting penal ; harness formed about my tool and pulled it to my abdomen. A heavy ; rubber shield closed over it to secure it in place. Chastity was ; smiling as she observed this sudden transformation. I guess Bill saw ; it too and his suit followed my lead. "Work now, play later," I ; thought. "Nobody goes near the meteorite without full protection. I ; should have thought of that earlier. I just hope that my team hasn't ; been exposed to anything unforeseen. We need to get heavy equipment in ; here to move this baby to the lab for further study", I ordered. I ; gave some specific instructions to the work leaders that would ; coordinate the transport of the entity. I wasn't sure how to move such ; a large object to the laboratory.
; ; I decided to don a suit and go through the motions of inspecting the ; entity a bit more. Unlike other attire, as I pulled on the suit, the ; living rubber suit I wore did not absorb the Level A Chem. Suit. I ; pushed the rubber mouthpiece of the respirator between my teeth and ; breathed the clean air. I headed to the meteorite. This time I worked ; with Bill, who was similarly suited up, to measure the length of the ; seared trail left by the landing. We used a level and rod to get the ; slope of the trail and the depth of the crater entrance. I scooped out ; soil to expose the lower section of the object and tried to get an ; accurate measure of the crater depth. Using a rod, I pushed through ; the loose soil of the crater until it butted against the firmer ground ; beneath to determine the depth of the disturbed soil. The heavy work ; inside the alien rubber suit and the chemical suit brought on heavy ; sweat. I could feel the liquid waste sloshing about my lower legs and ; slowly creating a thin slick layer between the suit and my ; skin. Strangely, my throat wasn't dry and I really didn't feel very ; thirsty. After twenty minutes the team safety officer came up to me ; and ordered Bill and me to the break area. We went to the Decon ; station and were hosed off. The suits were cracked open and ; removed. My sweat was well above the knee inside the alien suit and I ; wondered what our street appearance was. "You still look dry, Doc," ; said the safety officer. "Are you okay? Do you feel dizzy or ; anything?" "No, I feel fine," I replied. "Well, get yourself some ; water," he said adding, "Don't forget to pee." I went to the drink ; station and poured some water from a jug. I drank the water down and ; refilled the glass. I didn't really feel thirsty but I managed to put ; down three 16-ounce glasses.
; ; The urge to piss was almost immediate and I barely made it to the ; Portolet to relieve myself. The panel that had formed earlier ; retracted into the surrounding suit and allowed me to hang the rubbery ; member over the trough. A stream of clear liquid gushed from the ; rubbery tip of my organ. I felt as though I was pissing out every ; ounce of the water I had just finished. I headed back to where the ; team was watching the rigging crew preparing the entity for its ; trip. "Boss, the strangest thing just happened," said Bill as I came ; up. "When I pissed, it was as though the water went right through ; me. I caught some in my hand and sniffed at it but there was no ; odor. I mean it was still cool, too. What do you think that means?" "I ; don't know, Bill. I just don't know. This thing is becoming more an ; enigma as we go along," I replied. I wandered over to the canteen area ; and pulled a Mountain Dew from the ice bucket. I popped the top and ; sucked the sweet citrus soda down. I had no problem tasting the soda ; as it passed over the tongue, even though the tongue was encased in ; the rubber membrane. I walked to the Portalet and sure enough the urge ; to piss quickly appeared. I let the stuff flow from my shaft and ; observed the distinctive yellow color of Mountain Dew. I caught some ; in my gloved hand and put it to my mouth. The liquid was cold Mountain ; Dew! The stuff had passed through my lips to my urethra unchanged! I ; struggled with this new information as I went back to where Bill and ; the girls were busily discussing something. "Doc, are you hungry?" ; asked Bill. "Coming to think of it, no I'm not," I replied. It dawned ; on me that I hadn't eaten anything since last night, about twenty ; hours ago. "None of us are hungry either," Chastity entered into the ; discussion. "Have you two drunk anything?" I asked the girls. Both ; nodded negatively. "Well, if you drink something, be ready to relieve ; yourself in about five minutes. Also, the stuff that comes out the ; bottom is exactly the same as what goes in the top." I didn't really ; know how to put that delicately. With irony, I said, "I think our ; internal organs are completely coated with the rubber. I'm not too ; sure what that means, other than lack of appetite and no need to ; drink, everything's fine." "This is kind of scary, Dennis," Chastity ; said. "I'm still collecting facts on it, Dear, that's for sure." Using ; the endearment surprised me. It had just slipped out but the response ; was immediately visible. The privacy piece over Chastity's delicious ; Venus Mound fell away and the cod piece covering my tool dissolved ; into the surrounding suit. My member was quickly massaged in its ; sheath and a raging hard-on stood ready for attention.
; ; Chastity dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. Weak in the ; knees I fell to the ground while she rolled with me. Next she pushed ; herself on top of me and rolled herself into the classic sixty-nine ; position. She did all of this without taking my throbbing tool from ; her mouth. Bill and Sheila stood shocked for seconds before they too ; seemed to be possessed by carnal lust. Now we, two sex-crazed couples, ; were urgently satisfying our hunger for love oblivious to the busy ; work crews around us. Chastity pushed her soft round rubber rump into ; my face. "Eat me!" she gasped between her lips as she drew at my ; hammer. I pulled her down to my face and worked my tongue deep into ; the rubber-lined lips of her love slit. The intensity of her action on ; me increased as I licked and sucked at her glorious love spot. She ; literally lifted my legs in the air and pulled my lower body off the ; ground, leaving all of our weight squarely on my shoulder blades and ; upper back as she arched her back in a tremendous explosion of ; passion. My cock seemed to seal itself in her mouth as if it were a ; dildo gag to stifle her cry of joy and I shot my load into a second ; layer of protection that covered the tip of my cock at just the right ; instant. Panting, she rolled from me and lay still on the ground next ; to me. Her gloved hand tentatively brushed my abdomen. She rose up on ; an elbow and looked into my face. "Dennis, that was the fourth or ; fifth time we've made love since we made contact with this rubber ; material," she said. "It's as though it draws strength from our ; passion." "Yes, Chastity. I believe it feeds on the emotions ; associated with our sexual drives. Maybe it even sustains us for that ; purpose," I said flatly. "This could be very dangerous." As the four ; of us, our passions again drained, got shakily to our feet that veil ; from earlier lifted. I hadn't even realized it had formed around ; us. Looking around, I could see work parties busily finishing ; preparations for moving the object. No one seemed to have noticed our ; amorous activity or even our absence, assuming the entity had ; camouflaged us.
; ; One crew had spread large vinyl tarps on top of two flatbed trailers ; while a chemical-suited crew, or Moonies as I thought of them, worked ; lifting harnesses around the body. Two heavy-lift cranes moved in ; unison to prepare to lift the object. Moonies clambered on top of the ; object and to direct the hooks from each crane to the top bolts of the ; harness assembly. They connected the hooks securely, climbed off the ; entity and gave a lift away sign. The crane operators lifted together ; slowly. The cables pulled taught and the object broke loose from its ; crater. The cranes swung the object over the top of the trailer beds ; while six Moonies steadied the load, centered it over the tandem ; trailers and directed the crane operators to lower away. By now the ; Moonies were ready for a break. They headed to the showers while ; another shift of Moonies came in to finish the job. This team pulled ; the vinyl tarps over the top of the entity, tied off the ends and ; covered the first tarp with a second rubberized tarp that was secured ; to tie down points on each side of the trailers. By four o'clock, the ; whole operation was done. Moonies checked the site for contamination ; and a decontamination truck hosed down the crater zone with water and ; dilute antiseptic. All of the runoff was carefully recycled into a ; tanker for later analysis and disposal. The trip to Denver was slow ; and tedious. Colorado State Police had already been notified to clear ; traffic along the route. We had to take a very circuitous route since ; we needed a 30-foot wide right of way to get the object to the ; laboratory. Fortunately our trucks were all-terrain so the route ; wasn't restricted to highways. The lab reception was well organized. A ; section of security fence nearest the large-object reception center, ; an old hangar, was removed. The truck and trailers were slowly ; maneuvered into the space. Heavy lifting gear raised the object to ; allow the trailers to move out from beneath it. The object was gently ; set on the floor. Next the clean room enclosure was rolled out and set ; up by an efficient maintenance crew. The work was done by 11:00 that ; night. I couldn't reveal my thoughts that this whole operation, ; normally effective in most hazardous material cases, was probably ; pointless under the current situation. It was, however, necessary to ; maintain appearances until we knew more about the entity and could ; determine its ultimate intention. Nor could I admit to any one that ; the four original team members were unwitting Guinea pigs in this ; whole affair.
; ; CHAPTER SIX: FAILED CONTAINMENT
; ; It had now been over twenty-eight hours since that early evening ; call. Adrenaline was keeping me going as well as the heightened ; arousal created by the constant massaging of the alien rubber ; suit. Chastity wanted to come home with me but I thought we had better ; go to our own homes until we understood the nature of the influence ; and possession of the rubber alien. I wasn't hungry but I felt I had ; to force something into me. I fixed a Cup-o'-Soup and forced about ; half of it down before I gave up. The soup tasted fine. As with the ; drinks, food taste seemed to pass through the rubbery shield over my ; tongue. I did notice a slight flavor to the soup, almost a subtle ; seasoning that was a combination sweet and tangy. I couldn't really ; put my finger on the flavor. The urge to go to the bathroom followed ; soon. After finishing my business, I checked the commode to find the ; contents of the Cup-o'-Soup, unchanged from the time they would have ; passed my throat as I swallowed. I went to bed soon after that and lay ; on my back staring at the ceiling. A flood of conflicting thoughts ; rushed into my head. The events of the day pushed and fought for ; primacy in my thinking. The rush of sexual desire and satisfaction ; associated with the entity, the mystery of discovery that awaited my ; investigation, the concern over what it all meant were pushing into ; and out of my thoughts. Chastity and our mutual discoveries through ; the help of the entity floated in and out between other musings. In ; mid-thought a sudden flood of peace came over me and as the rubber ; suit began to lightly massage my body, I fell into a deep sleep... I ; was sinking deeper into the black gooey mass. No struggling could stop ; me from its consuming nature. I was alone in a deep pit of tarry black ; goop. At first I struggled and the sucking slime pulled me quickly ; down until I was covered to my waist. I remembered my survival ; training and fell forward in an effort to spread my weight over as ; large an area as possible. Using a breaststroke motion, I made an ; effort to swim through the black muck but the exertion was too much. I ; had to rest and found me sinking further into the goo. As my head ; seemed about to go under, a respirator hose materialized from the mask ; that covered my face.
; ; My vision went black as I went under. There was no sound or sight. I ; felt the constant pressure of the surrounding fluid. I was glad for ; the full rubber suit and hood that I wore. I decided that as long as ; my body was protected from the goo and my breathing safe, the suit ; could be easily cleaned once I got out of this stuff. I was floating ; in a world devoid of sensory input. My mind filled with thoughts of ; childhood, college, career highlights and finally my current ; situation. I was surrendering to a newly discovered sensuality in the ; form of an alien rubber possession. I soon was clutching Chastity's ; rubber-covered form and was pushing my rubber-lined lips to hers. Our ; tongues played together inside our joined mouths and soon a building ; need for gratification was carrying our mutual desire to tumultuous ; release. Building floods of emotion washed over us as I slowly pushed ; my throbbing member into her cleft of desire. The rubbery cover pushed ; deeper into the channel, stimulating her throbbing clit. I held her ; tightly in my arms, our rubber-clad bodies connected as one. I slowly ; rocked her, allowing my throbbing love rod to gently stimulate her ; inner being. As the building desire for release approached, her ; muscles tightened about my invading tool and pulled it deep into her ; love pipe. She shuddered involuntarily as waves of passion washed over ; her and I exploded into her, shooting pulses of love cum into the ; waiting temple of love.
; ; We continued to clutch each other surrendering to the bond of shared ; bliss. The incessant ringing penetrated my conscious. I crawled out of ; the deep pit of goo as I returned to this world. The phone rang ; insistently. I picked up the receiver. "Dr. Sparks," I said into the ; instrument. "Dennis, I'm afraid to be alone," said a breathless ; Chastity from the other end. "What happened?" "I just had the weirdest ; dream. I was covered in some sort of black goop. Then you were there ; making the most gentle and consuming love to me. When we were done you ; just disappeared and the blackness of the goo flooded over me again. I ; was completely alone in the stuff. I couldn't see or hear or touch; it ; was just a black void. I can't go back to sleep. I'm afraid the dream ; will return." "Do you want me to come over to your place?" I ; asked. "Oh, could you. I mean I'm usually not that type but this was ; so real. I would really appreciate the company." "I can be to your ; place in twenty. Don't you worry any; if you have a problem, call the ; cell." I hung up the phone and grabbed a light jacket. I saw no reason ; to dress since the rubber suit seemed to take care of all of those ; sorts of things. I headed for my Jeep and wondered at the similarity ; of our dreams. It was obvious that the alien rubber linked us in some ; way. True to my word, I pulled into Chastity's complex twenty minutes ; later. I knew which condo was hers and I was soon ringing the ; doorbell. Chastity flung the door open and pulled me inside the ; door. Her mouth was consuming mine before I could even say, "Hi." She ; dragged me to the couch and was on me like a starved animal. I had no ; choice but to respond as her sensuously curved body, highlighted by ; the shiny rubber suit, climbed eagerly onto me. In a fog of pounding ; lust, she exploded in multiple waves of ecstasy. I could do nothing to ; stop her ravishing as her possessed fervor took me. My arms were ; wrapped in looping coils that held them over my head while my legs ; were locked to the couch by strange rubber straps. She pumped up and ; down on my now enlarged and stiff shaft. As if I was encased in some ; fiendish dildo, my tool was thickened and lengthened by our alien ; rubber power. I was a mere spectator to the entire event as she rode ; my body as if it were only a sex toy to be enjoyed with abandon. She ; must have come four times in the period of ten minutes as I saw her ; body tense and the telltale gag form over her mouth to stifle her ; screams of passion. I could do nothing but watch in amazement. The ; thick cover on my cock denied me any relief to the painfully building ; lust within my own loins. Suddenly the thick sheath melted away and my ; arousal was satisfied as feeling returned to my member and her rough ; pounding stroked me quickly over the edge. I shot heavy globs of cum ; deep into her waiting love vessel. This time the covering sheath ; didn't form and I knew that my love essence had found its place deep ; inside her receptacle. I was shocked that the lovemaking had been so ; violent. I was equally shocked that protection had not formed at the ; critical moment. Up until this time, the protective sheath had ; captured the love juices and absorbed them. Chastity fell away ; exhausted. The bonds that had held me evaporated and I slowly regained ; my composure. Chastity snuggled her rubber-wrapped body to mine and ; our mutual warmth bound us to one another in the afterglow of our ; passion.
; ; I fell into a deep sleep with her rubbery buns and back snuggled up to ; my exhausted tool and torso. I awoke with a start to find Chastity ; already up and busily grooming her rubber skin. Grooming the skin ; meant pulling it into proper position and getting all of the wrinkles ; out. Since hair and other body parts were completely covered by the ; skin, there wasn't really much we could do other than rinse off the ; rubber skin in mild soapy water and dry off. "I guess last night ; consummates our relationship," I said. "You were so understanding, ; Dennis. I was so hungry for you. I don't know what to say? I'm ; completely in love with your alien rubber body." Trusting our skins to ; provide a proper visual effect for the rest of the world, the two of ; us walked to my Jeep and headed for work. "I wonder what I look like ; to the rest of the world?" I mused to Chastity. "I'm comfortable that ; our alien friend has dressed us appropriately, Dennis." We drove the ; fifteen miles to the southwest corner of the metro area quickly. The ; laboratory campus appeared on the left. It's expanse of irrigated lawn ; green and inviting. "Morning, Doc," said Bert, the gate guard. "Nice ; light show yesterday, eh? I guess that thing is inside by now." "I ; wouldn't know, Bert," I lied. "I was over west of town studying some ; new rocks someone dug up. They thought they may have been space ; debris." "You're carpooling with Dr. Evans today?" "Something like ; that, Bert." He waved us through the gate with a knowing nod. I parked ; the Jeep in my reserved spot. The two of us took the short walk to the ; lab entrance and carded ourselves into the facility. "Morning, ; Doctors," said Jim the door guard. "You guys brought in quite a prize ; yesterday." "You know more than I do, Jim," I joked. "That's what they ; pay us ferrets for, you know," he quipped back. "You got to log in, ; Doc. The automatic log entry screwed up again." I signed the sheet and ; noted the time.
; ; When we reached the second security barrier, I punched in my code and ; placed my palm on the palm print reader. The red "Access Denied" ; flashed. "Oh, oh," I mumbled. "Chastity, I think we have a problem ; here." "Let me try, Dennis." She typed in her code and tried the ; reader. The green "Access Approved" lit on the board and she went ; through the door. Since the door only allowed one break of the ; infrared barrier per approval, I decided to try again. This time ; everything went correctly. "Our rubber friends pick stuff up pretty ; quickly." The isolation vault loomed in the middle of the cavernous ; room. Moon suits attached to umbilical cords were built into the near ; side. Our friend was in the center of the enclosure. The space rock ; was under the harsh glare of lights. I swung into one of the ; protective suits and stepped out to the rock. I touched the surface ; and reconfirmed the smooth feel of the rock. Inside the moon suit, my ; alien rubber skin, was pulsating and squeezing me. It seemed to be ; trying to communicate some urgency. Chastity was walking about in one ; of the other suits. Her hand went to her throat and she seemed to be ; gasping. I felt a constriction in my own throat and I backed out to ; the entry port. I fell out of the suit opening and saw Chastity ; gagging near me. I dragged myself to her and put out my hand. The ; material on my hand pulsated upon contact with her skin and seemed to ; meld into her suit. The two rubber suits were now alive and sending ; strong pulses to each other. The two of us were caught in the ; possessive pulses of the suits and convulsed where we lay. It was ; about then that Bill and Sheila arrived. The two of them ran to our ; sides and before I could try to stop them they were in the same ; predicament. Now the four of us were joined as the rubber suits flowed ; together. The joining seemed to strengthen the material. The pulses ; were stronger and more persistent. The suits completely controlled ; us. We were helplessly convulsing on the floor. After an eternity ; (about one minute) the vibrations stopped and we were parted. I looked ; at the hand that had been in contact with Chastity for any sign of the ; recent melding. There was no visible scar on the material. Suddenly, ; my head seemed to be full of words. "You must release me. You must let ; me go. I cannot be isolated or I will die. I am a community. Release ; me. Let me join. I need life force." Over and over these words ; repeated. I looked at the others in turn. They had puzzled expressions ; that showed through the skin-tight hoods. "Are you sensing something?" ; I asked. "Yeah, Boss. Something is really disturbed here," Bill ; said. I looked inside the glass isolation booth to see the rock ; melting into a pool of black goo. It looked like tar. The stuff spread ; across the floor to a depth of about three inches. An impulse struck ; me and I ran to a drawer holding medical instruments. I grabbed a ; lancet and reached into one of the suits. I slit the protective skin ; inside the boot at the ankle. "What the hell you doing, Dennis?" ; queried Chastity.
; ; By now I was into a second suit and completing the same operation. I ; went to the third suit. "Boss, your breaching integrity. You don't ; know what that stuff will do? Look we are already contaminated. You ; know; maybe we should turn ourselves in or something. I mean this is ; irrational." "It's okay. Everything will be fine now," I said. I ; touched Bill on the sleeve and a sudden peace flowed between us. "I ; get it. I should have understood all along. It really makes sense to ; me," he said. Chastity and Sheila were smiling benignly to the ; side. They nodded an understanding and came over to embrace Bill and ; me. The four of us fell to the floor and began to explore the ; rubber-enclosed curves and crevices of our bodies. It wasn't long ; before building passion forced us to do more than simple ; exploration. We were ravishing each other to mutually consenting ; heights of ecstasy. That veil seemed to descend over us again and we ; could see only our impassioned black shiny bodies writhing with ; pleasure as we tongued and rubbed ourselves to orgasmic ecstasy and ; satisfaction of carnal desire. We rolled away from each other ; exhausted from the intensity of the experience. I was amazed that each ; time the rubber being guided us into sensual pleasure the event was as ; powerful as that first time. Suddenly the veil was penetrated and with ; starling reality, I saw Doctor Bloom and two other technicians looking ; at us. The three of them were dressed in tight rubber suits, just like ; us. "Hey, can we join in or do we have to start our own party?" asked ; Dr. Bloom.
; ; CHAPTER SEVEN: TOEHOLD IN THE LABORATORY
; ; Now there were seven of us joined in the alien latex web. Dr. Tamara ; Bloom, Sam Perkins, and Bob Wellington had entered the lab to study ; the rock. They had all entered the airlock using the compromised ; enviro-suits and the entity had quickly possessed them. They each told ; their story and we in turn related our first experiences at the crash ; site. Their three tales were remarkably similar. In Tamara's case, the ; black liquid pool surprised her since she was expecting to see a piece ; of space rock. She had jumped into one of the suits to examine the ; stuff and was quickly overwhelmed by the liquid. As she tried to get ; out of the suit the rubber bound her and silenced her with rubber ; cords and a gag. It then plunged a dildo deep into her two most ; private opening and the vibrations started. Her terror turned to ; arousal and she found herself squeezing the intruders with her lower ; muscles in an effort to draw it deeper into her forbidden cleft and ; anal cavity. Her passion fulfilled, she was filled with an ; overwhelming inner peace and the bonds released her. She fell out of ; the enviro-suit to the floor where she saw us for the first time. The ; other tales mirrored mine closely. "Now, what do we do?" I asked the ; assembled members of our rubber ring. "I vote we ship some of the ; entity to Washington D.C. They could use some alien intervention into ; the goings on there!" piped Bill. "Give me a break. I'm not ready for ; that yet," I retorted. "We can always bring key staffers down to get a ; closer look at the alien. I mean we have the perfect means to recruit ; them. They just climb into the suit and the rubber does the rest," ; offered Tamara. "We could try to limit the exposure. Maybe we can ; steal the thing and set up a bondage ranch out in the sticks. I'd have ; fun being the mistress of a bunch of rubber slaves," Sheila said. "I ; always knew your relation with Bill was a bit kinkier than you guys ; let on," commented Sam. Bill gave Sam a wink. "It's all in good fun ; and quite stimulating, too." "I like it," said Tamara in reference to ; Sheila's idea. "Let's get realistic here folks," I said. "Don't you ; get it, Dennis. How can we be realistic about an alien entity that ; takes on the appearance and form of rubber? It seems to completely ; possess our bodies. In fact it seems to line our insides as well as ; our outside. It possesses us to engage in bizarre sex at almost any ; time. It seems to draw its life force from these acts. I haven't had ; anything to eat in over a day but I'm not hungry. When I drink ; something it passes right through me like some kid's "cry-'n-pee" ; doll. And I don't have any idea how I lived without it. Tell me, ; Dennis, how real can this be?" Chastity was vehement. "You're ; right. We don't have any frame of reference for this discovery. We are ; breaking new ground. I never expected "First Contact" to be an ; encounter into the depths of sexual fetish. Nor did I ever expect it ; to be so exciting and enjoyable," I answered. "But we need to come up ; with a plan to either get this under wraps completely." I mused, ; "Sheila's idea isn't all that bad. The only problem is we would have a ; hard time moving the guy out of here without someone missing him." ; "When do we tell, Doctor Moses?" asked Chastity. "Tell him? I don't ; think so. We'll just have to show him," I replied.
; ; Doctor Sean Moses walked into the secure clean room with an air of ; superiority. He liked to think he owned the entire facility. It was ; his, not the People's. He was not a mere custodian of the People's ; research; he was the owner. His stern upbringing, torn between the ; Jewish teaching of his father and his mother's stanch Irish ; Catholicism reflected in his taciturn approach to life. He never ; smiled. The fact that his given name was "Sean" told much about the ; strength of the woman who bore him. "It was melted when we got here ; this morning, sir," I said. "Very surprising, Doctor. You never ; thought to test it right away for its physical properties, you know, ; things like composition, melting point, gaseous point, simple things ; like that?" "We were pretty tired last night," I ; rationalized. "Thought a fresh start in the morning and a clear head ; would be best." "Well, you were wrong," he admonished. "Why don't you ; take a closer look, sir," Chastity chimed in. "I can see well enough ; from here." "But the material is really a peculiar texture. You can ; get an idea of its feel through the suit. I can't explain it, sir, but ; it is almost like touching it unprotected, even through the glove." ; "Get a handle on it. That is impossible." "I thought so too," said ; Dr. Bloom. "But, Dr. Evans is right. It's the strangest feeling. The ; thing may actually be alive." "Bull! All right, you guys are so intent ; on making me sweat in that thing. I'll satisfy you; then I'll write ; all of you up as loonies!" Moses expertly swung himself into one of ; the isolation suits in the chamber. "What the hell! Mother!..." Moses ; cried and was silent. The muffled grunts of his struggles were enough ; to know that a gag filled his mouth. He was soon in a struggle as the ; alien rubber bound him and completed its transformation.
; ; Moses fell from the suit and was not only encased in rubber but was ; now a rubber TV. He looked down at his rubber-clad breasts. "What is ; this?" he asked incredulously. "You make a great vamp, Doc", chuckled ; Bill. "God, Sparks. This thing has strapped me tightly inside some ; sort of sheath and now its pulsating and its making me, uh, ; its...ohmygod..." Moses fell to the ground and began to writhe before ; our eyes. His urgent breathing increased as the rubber took him to his ; first rubber orgasm. He thrust his hips upward in a massive convulsion ; as his lust was fulfilled in front of us. He recovered from his first ; rubber experience and saw us for the first time. "You're already ; possessed!" he cried upon seeing our rubber bodies. As we watched his ; bulging crotch seemed to disappear into his body, the swell of his ; hips more pronounced, the breast mounds firmer, and his waist ; narrower. He became a full she before our eyes. "I don't think ; Dr. Moses is a 'he' anymore," I observed. "Dr. Moses, did you always ; want to be a woman?" His alto voice startled me, "What type of ; question is that?" He looked around as the full reality of the ; transformation set in. "Mother." "Geeze, Sean wants to be a rubber ; slut!" squealed Sheila. "Are you a submissive as well? I would love to ; give you some motherly discipline." "What happened to me?" asked ; Moses. "Your true self is shining through, Sean, er, Sarah, er, ; whatever," I stumbled. Sheila came up beside Sean and snapped him/her, ; not too gently, on her shiny buttocks. Sean jumped at the swat and ; looked sharply at Sheila. Sheila just smiled at him/her and whispered, ; "You want to have some fun? We can do it hard or soft, couples or a ; group. I can orchestrate your pleasure and desire. Maybe Bob can be ; your mate since he seems to be the only single in the group right ; now." We all noticed how Sam and Tamara had been gazing at each ; other's shiny bodies and knew true lust when it was so obvious. Sean ; stammered, "I am still the director of this facility. Now how do I get ; out of this stuff?" "Don't worry, Sean. To the uninfected, you will ; still look just like the Sean Moses we all have come to hate." "Do you ; mean that, Dennis?" "Yes, all of it," I replied. "I've got to get to ; the office and report what has happened here. We have a potential ; Level 5 Alien Infestation developing and I can't allow it to ; continue. How did you let things go this far?" Sean looked at me ; accusingly. "Just couldn't help it," I shrugged. Sean bolted from the ; building and headed for the Admin Building. Sean Moses made it to his ; office and was able to lift the receiver of his phone before his alien ; possessor overwhelmed him. The rubber suit filled his mouth with a ; solid rubber ball. As he tried to run out of the office, binding ; pulled his legs apart and tied each ankle to a chair leg. He was ; forced into the low-backed chair that was reserved for visitors and ; his arms secured behind his back. Thick rubber coils wound around his ; chest, securing it to the chair back while one coil drew his arms ; severely taught and tied off on the back chair rung. He was totally ; immobile and completely at the mercy of the entity.
; ; The suit formed two probing shafts that penetrated his/her buttocks ; and pussy. Both began to move slowly inside her/his secret ; spots. He/she was squirming against the building pleasure that he/she ; could not control. The throbbing clit, that had once been a rather ; inadequate male appendage, ached for glorious climax. Sean felt the ; building urgency of the body and tried to control himself but the ; relentless carnal attack of the rubber entity was totally ; addictive. The tight pussy lips were soon eagerly drawing the ; throbbing dildo deep into the heavenly cleft and he/she was shaking ; with a before unimaginable orgasm. The orgasm rocked him/her in waves ; of complete rapture. He/she had never achieved such a sexual release ; as a mere man. He decided he was now really a she. She gasped for ; breath as the passion subsided. She looked down at the rubber suit ; that had laid bare her sexual self so completely. Her thoughts were on ; the recent rapture she had experienced and how to bring those feelings ; and emotions into single-minded focus. The intensity of the experience ; made her weep for those that had not yet experienced such joy. She ; knew why Dr. Sparks had let this happen. It was the most natural and ; logical conclusion. In her fogged mind, she drifted into an inner ; reverie as she sat strapped to the chair. The rubber implements of her ; downfall again began to work their magic on her and she was soon ; ravished with another and yet another massive orgasm. To the initiated ; she decided to call herself "Texla". It seemed so natural considering ; the nature of the dawn of her sexual being. She also decided that the ; fraternity of initiates needed to grow. As she sat thinking of what to ; do next, the binding slipped back into the suit and she stood shakily ; from the chair. She was quickly all business as she strode to the desk ; and asked Eva, the administrative assistant to place some calls. It ; wasn't long before Dr. Moses completed calls to the Commander, Space ; Command; Commander, NORAD; the Superintendent of the Air Force ; Academy; and the Governor of Colorado. He placed calls to all of the ; Regional Directors of federal agencies in Denver. He notified the ; Colorado Congressional delegations. With each group, he set up ; appointments for them to visit the laboratory. "General, I am calling ; you on a matter of grave national security. You are aware of the ; meteorite that hit earth near Denver. Well there are extraordinary ; properties associated with the meteorite that can only be explained in ; person and must only be divulged to the highest level of authority..." ; With this introduction, Moses was able to convince everyone on his ; calling list to come to see the meteorite.
; ; CHAPTER EIGHT: THE ASSIMILATION
; ; The rest of the original team and I were amazed at the speed with ; which moses acted. He had always been thorough and meticulous but with ; the proper motivation, his resourcefulness held no bound. Each ; visiting group was ushered into the old hangar/lab. Each was ; introduced to the entity be means of the compromised moon suits. Each ; was introduced to Texla. She, along with the rest of the original ; group, would monitor the new initiates through their initial shock, ; first rubber loving experience and their follow-on mission. The ; governor arrived late the same day of Moses' phone call. He was ; excited about seeing the meteorite that had blazed through the ; Colorado sky a mere two nights before. His administrative assistant, a ; model of female efficiency, took notes of the initial meeting with ; Moses. "Sorry, Doctor, but Mary insists on very detailed notes of any ; meeting I have. She seems to think that the people will want to read ; about it in my memoirs some day," he said. "No problem, Governor. I ; think her account of this meeting will be most interesting," ; Sean/Texla replied. "As you know, Sir, a rather large meteorite ; crashed near Denver night before last. It is nothing like we have ever ; encountered before. I want you to personally inspect it since this is ; your State. I want to send a part of it to your the State Universities ; we contract with for further testing." "Doctor, I'm flattered that you ; are consulting me on this but I don't micromanage my State that ; way. Your message implied that there was something more than you're ; telling me." "Yes, sir. We shall go to the rock now. There are urgent ; matters that only a personal inspection of it will show. After you ; have inspected the object, we can talk about the graver implications ; of the discovery." Moses led the Governor and his Assistant to the ; hangar and took them to the containment space. His personal security ; agents were left at the main building to chat shop with the facility ; chief of security. "Doctor Moses, there is nothing but oil in there.
; ; You said there was a space rock. I don't understand," the Governor ; said. Bill and Sam came up behind the Governor while Chastity and ; myself stood near the assistant. "Actually, Governor, the rock is ; still there, it's just hard to see unless you take a closer look. If ; you'll jus step into the isolation suit, you'll see what we mean." ; "Dr. Moses, I've seen enough. Come, Mary, let's go." "No sir. You need ; to get into the clean suit now." Moses nodded to Bill and me. Bill and ; Sam grabbed the Governor by his elbows and clamping hands over mouth ; they shuffle stepped him to the opening of the nearest clean ; suit. Chastity and I simultaneously pulled a kicking Administrative ; Assistant to another of the suits and swung her feet inside. In ; seconds we saw the transformation as the liquid flowed quickly over ; the two people. Gags formed over mouths to stifle protests. The two ; rubber-clad victims fell from the isolation suit openings. The ; Governor was in basic shiny black. His member sheathed and behind a ; panel. Mary on the other hand was resplendent. She looked as though ; she were made for the latex that now covered her. Her legs were ; sheathed in the shiniest emerald green latex. The latex about the legs ; was heavy and formed thigh high boots that ended in six-inch ; heels. The tops of the boots were ribbed and bit visibly into her ; thigh. Above the boot top the matching green of her body suit ; disappeared beneath a bottom hugging mini-skirt of green that wrapped ; tightly about the upper thighs. The skirt barely covered her bottom ; and its thick waistband defined where a low-cut, lace-up bodice shaped ; her waist and breasts into feminine perfection. The suit reappeared ; above the bodice and was most certainly a continuous catsuit, encasing ; her body in the same shiny green latex beneath the outer garments. Her ; suit formed a full-face hood of green with long pointed horns that ; trailed a train of gossamer green latex.
; ; Mary tentatively touched her body with her shiny green-clad hands and ; shivered. She was a vision of emerald latex domination. The governor ; dropped to his knees and began to kiss the tips of Mary's green ; boots. "Oh, my green goddess," he exclaimed. "I'm yours to take." ; Mary's eyes shone behind her hood, a bright blue sparkling in a sea of ; green. "Clean my boots, you slovenly slave," she commanded. "Yes, ; Mistress. Anything to serve you," the Governor declared. Mary looked ; at Chastity and noticed our appearance. "Have you guys been this way ; long?" "Barely two days," Chastity said. "It's been very ; enlightening." Mary looked down at her new worshiper groveling at her ; feet. She looked over to Chastity and smiled, "I think I'm going to ; like this." I watched as the chief executive of the State was reduced ; to a slobbering slave to the whims of his new latex master. His ; attentions to the emerald goddess had reached the edge of her skirt ; and she had fallen into a nearby chair and spread her legs to give him ; access beneath the skirt. She moaned as his head disappeared beneath ; the shiny hem of the skirt. "Ohhhh, yeeeesssssss," She moaned as his ; tongue found its mark, the bud of her clit sheathed behind a green ; shield of latex. Her legs squeezed tightly against his head helped by ; the tight elasticity of the skirt. She looped her arms under his ; shoulders and pulled his head as far under her skirt as she could. The ; ecstasy in her eyes was unmistakable as she let herself surrender to ; the building lust. She took the toe of her boot and pushed it to his ; crotch and he visibly shook as her toe massaged his sheathed cock. The ; two of them were locked to each other, as latex straps seemed to ; appear from the suits and wrap around their limbs. "I think we can ; leave them alone awhile," I said.
; ; The four of us that were witnessing the torrid latex love quietly left ; the room. I, for one, was horny again from seeing the unbridled lust ; that took the two State officials. Chastity came to my side and ; steered me forcibly into the first open door and shut it behind ; us. She leapt into my arms and ravished me with her kisses. "Take me ; here and now my rubber lover!" she exclaimed. The two of us fell to ; the floor and were soon locked in impassioned latex loving completely ; ignoring anything but our need to satisfy each other's need for sexual ; release. Through the door I heard Latexa, "When you're finished my ; love birds, we have more work to do. I'll be in my office with ; Wellington." The governor and his assistant were all business as they ; left with instructions to deliver several pint jars of the goop to key ; State officials. It wasn't long before we began to receive calls from ; the various State agencies for additional containers of goop. The ; Commander of NORAD skeptically entered the laboratory facility but was ; amazingly easy to get into the suit.
; ; Much to my surprise, he showed no outward sign of surrender to the ; latex lust. Bound in rubber, he just looked at himself and pulled at ; the material questioningly. "What type of new enviro-suit is this?" he ; asked. "How do I take it off?" Then as he stood before us, he nodded ; to himself and said, "I need to take some of this home. I think I can ; find a very good use for it tonight with my wife." "Certainly, ; General," I replied. "Is there anything else, sir?" "Yes, I need ; enough of this for my staff and we should plan to ship some to ; Washington D.C. as soon as possible." "Yes, sir." "Also, let the ; Command Center know that I will be home the rest of the day and to not ; disturb me unless it is a dire National Emergency." "I'll do that, ; sir. Have a nice evening." "Oh, I will...I know I will." The General ; left the building for his trip of latex discovery. Chapter 9: ; Spreading the Power Civic and military leaders from all over the ; country arrived at the Center. Each was introduced to the alien latex ; goop. Each took a 55-gallon drum of the black goo back to his or her ; organization. In the case of the Governor, he planned to send agency ; heads to the lab for their introduction.
; ; As the points of introduction to the alien grew, the effect was almost ; exponential. People introduced friend, family and church parishioners ; to the goop. The spread was astounding and soon most of the people ; Colorado and some of the adjacent states were under the spell of the ; rubber alien. From Washington DC the goop spread soon after the NORAD ; Commander had a special delivery to the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs ; of Staff. I decided that I was no longer needed at the facility and ; submitted my resignation since the entire staff were members of the ; group. Chastity, Sheila and Bill joined me. We set out to the wild ; mountains west of Denver and set up our little rubber slave ranch. One ; thing we discovered was that lovemaking seemed to be a substitute for ; eating. We were overcome with the desire to make love three or four ; times a day. We were never hungry and didn't require food for energy; ; the alien rubber provided nourishment as we were taken to the outer ; limits of human ecstasy. Our ranch was quite a hit as well. We soon ; had customers flocking to learn and stretch their fantasies that their ; transformations had inspired. Sheila and Bill taught Chastity and me ; how to enhance the bondage experience safely. Our first customers were ; Tamara, Sam, Bob and Texla. With Bill and Sheila as guides and ; Chastity and I as learning assistants, we taught the four new ; rubberists how to expand their horizons. Each exploration into new ; ground of sensual pleasure was greeted with surprised shock and ; happiness. Our alien rubber beings translated the vaguest concept or ; thought into the most delicious variation in stimulation. The beings ; were very adept at creating second and third layers of latex, thick ; heavy bondage suits, and body sacks Hoods with breath control devices, ; gags, blindfolds or ear plugs were easy to create. All sorts of ; devious plugs and devices to fill the various bodily orifices and ; thick coils of rubbery rope to hold the victim tightly in place were ; additional talents that the alien being regularly employed. Most of ; the games were bondage related with some light pain and a high amount ; of subservience and trust in the appointed master/mistress for the ; session. Chastity and I learned quickly the levels of endurance that ; marked the fine line between safe and consensual sex and dangerous ; actions designed to truly hurt. At the end of two or three weeks, all ; eight of us were accomplished submissives or dominators and we freely ; took turns in each role depending on our moods. Always present was the ; helpful assistance of our living rubber being bringing heightened ; awareness of our sexual selves to each of our sessions.
; ; CHAPTER 10: UNTIMELY RETIREMENT
; ; "I thought we could do some fishing today," announced Bill. "I don't ; like fishing," growled Texla, still trying to be the boss. "This is a ; different sort of fishing, Texla. We fish with our minds not a pole." ; "Okay, you got me. What is the plan?" One hour later I was wondering ; whose bright idea this had been. The slough Bill had picked for our ; excursion was a little east of our ranch in the remote rolling plains ; that start east of Denver. It was dark and a cold wind blew waves up ; on the surface of the water. Twice the waves washed over my head and ; almost knocked me from my feet. Only the walking stick and Chastity ; saved my balance. I was exhausted and my feet were like lead as I ; struggled to pull them, one step at a time from the gooey floor of the ; pond. The rules were simple. We were to wade across the wide expanse ; of water to an island in the center of the nearly half mile wide ; slough. The terrain was such that the deepest spots brought the water ; level up to mid-chest.
; ; I could tell that the feet sank into about eighteen inches of thick, ; viscous, clay that formed the impervious floor of this place, trapping ; the water to form the pond. Two waves that washed over my head allowed ; me to taste the slightly saline water, despite the rubber ; protection. Bill insisted that we not allow our living suits to over ; protect us from the elements. Consequently we had tight rubber hoods ; about our faces that left the mouth open to the full fury of ; nature. The alien had spread two additional layers of rubber over my ; always-present suit. These layers allowed some air to trap between the ; suits and provided a level of insulation against the fifty-degree ; water. The first suit was similar to my regular one but it was heavier ; in texture and restricted my movements somewhat. That suit was nothing ; compared to the monster outer layer. Thick rubber squeezed my entire ; body in its embrace. The boot feet flowed up each leg and tightly ; fondled my cock and balls. I was soon hot and wanting relief but the ; rules stipulated against that until we reached the island. The tight ; fitting suit continued up my body and head, culminating in that tight ; heavy hood with clear lens over the eyes, breathing holes and mouth ; holes. "Now the rules are simple, Sheila and I will go over to the ; island and prepare for your arrival," Bill started to explain. "You ; six have to wait for at least thirty minutes then you can set out ; across the water. The water isn't deep enough to cause any trouble ; unless you fall in headfirst. Your suits trap enough air, even as the ; water squeezes them, to keep you relatively buoyant. As you wade over, ; concentrate on the elements, the water, the wind, the current, and ; your own insignificance in nature. Remember, this is a small body of ; water, yet about halfway out you will feel you're completely swallowed ; by the power of it. "Good luck and we'll see you when we see you." ; "How long should it take us to get there?" asked Chastity. "Sheila and ; I can make it over in about twenty minutes, but we are used to wading ; in rubber and the rigors associated with the efforts. You guys could ; take from forty-five minutes to an hour and you'll be completely ; exhausted. Have fun." Bill was sure right on that count.
; ; I had no idea how long I had been slogging toward that island goal ; with Chastity. Our rubber-gloved hands were locked together for mutual ; support and security. Even through the rubber, I felt the electric ; warmth of her passion touching me while the water cooled the rest of ; my body. I knew that without the water, we would be so hot that our ; life might be in danger. As it was the exhaustion and the heat of the ; body against the cool rubber surface created an esoteric balance that ; was enthralling. My member had long since wilted as the exertions took ; their toll on my body, yet I was still in a heightened level of desire ; that this mixture of latex and the elements induced. Twice Chastity ; lost her balance in the uneven bottom of the slough and I caught her ; fall. She laughed loudly and shouted her joy at the embracing water ; and the chilling wind. Breathlessly she shouted, "Just one month ago ; if someone had suggested to me that going wading out into chest high ; water dressed head to toe in rubber would be fun, I would have told ; them they were crazy. Now look at me!" She let my hand go for a second ; and flung her arms out in that universal gesture that says, "Here I am ; exposed to all." She quickly grasped my hand as if afraid of losing me ; should she let go too long. "How are the other four doing, I wonder?" ; I asked. "Lost sight of them shortly after we set off from shore," ; replied Chastity. "My legs are like lead." "You got that right. Bill ; and Sheila had better have feather beds waiting for us on that island ; because I think sleep is all I'm going to want to do." "I wouldn't ; count on that, dear," Chastity replied. Finally a darker shape loomed ; above the surface of the water. We were just yards from the island. It ; had literally appeared out of the water like magic. "I think we are ; here", I said. In confirmation of the observation the bottom began to ; gradually shelve and even the gradual up slope caused excruciating ; labor on my tired limbs. Together Chastity and I stumbled from chest ; deep water to knee deep water and finally we collapsed at the ; shoreline. I rolled onto my back and stared into the sky. Rain pelted ; my lips bringing the sweet taste of fresh water. My rubber-coated ; tongue greedily tasted the fluid that my body no longer needed and I ; wondered for a millionth time at the cost of my newfound ; rubber-inspired sexuality. Chastity snuggled up to me and wrapped her ; rubber-clad arms about my neck. Her hooded face nuzzled close to mine ; and she quickly fell into exhausted sleep. I soon followed suit and ; was also soundly asleep. Our rubber protection and our close bodies ; provided all of the warmth needed to be comfortable despite the chill ; wind blowing across the water and the rain from above.
; ; I awoke suddenly. Something or someone had startled me. Chastity was ; breathing softly. Her head nestled onto my shiny black chest. I looked ; around and couldn't see anything. I put out my hand and encountered an ; enclosing rubber membrane. While we slept the alien had wrapped the ; two of us into an enclosing sack of heavy latex. There was no sight or ; sound to be heard beyond the enclosing world of the sack. I could tell ; it was daylight and that the sun may be shining because of the heat ; inside the bag. I felt around for an opening for breathing but only ; encountered two thick tubes that protruded from my nose and terminated ; at the wall of the bag. I felt about Chastity and confirmed that she ; was also linked to the outside world by similar umbilical tubes. I ; tried to roll away from her body but the sack restricted movement to a ; minimum. I resigned myself to the long wait until the alien decided it ; was time to release Chastity and me from the enclosing sack. There was ; nothing to do so I pressed myself against Chastity and began to slowly ; rock. My member sprang from my layers of latex as the alien withdrew ; all but the inner skin from it and the hardening pole stroked against ; the tight rubber buns of my rubbery mate. Soon she groaned ; satisfactorily and allowed my tool to slip between her legs. As if by ; magic, her own suits peeled away from her womanhood and my sheathed ; shaft slid into the her heavenly fruit. I began to gently push against ; her and with my hand I reached for her clit. The hard button was easy ; to find as it pushed against the latex skin of her suit.
; ; My shaft was penetrating and stirring her "G" spot as my finger teased ; the clit. Soon she was groaning in anticipation, as she was elevated ; to higher plateaus of ecstasy. She pushed against my hips as she tried ; to drive my throbbing tool deeper into her wondrous cleft. She shook ; with the first explosive release of passion and I redoubled my ; efforts. As she floated in that remarkable aura that only a woman can ; achieve between explosive release, I shot my load deep into her ; waiting love spot. The ever-present sheath let me down for a second ; time as it receded from the head of my hammer and allowed the love ; spunk to fire deeply into the depths of her joyous receptacle. She ; exploded in her second orgasm just as I finished my last passionate ; thrust. We clung together as one for long minutes before I tried to ; disentangle our limbs. We were bound together in the position, ; inseparable! Now what was next as I resignedly waited for the alien to ; release us from our bound state? She let out a pleasant sigh and ; leaned against me. "I love you so much my rubbery man," she whispered ; in my ear. "Hold me forever." "Our alien friend seems to be taking you ; literally," I said. "Oh my, we do need to get out of this don't we. I ; mean Bill and Sheila and the others are probably wondering what ; happened to us." "Yes, let's try to get up," I said. Nothing ; changed. Until now the alien would respond to our will, both conscious ; and unconscious. Now I was willing it to release the bonds and let us ; out of the sack, but it was not responding. "What is it, Dennis?" ; asked Chastity. "The alien isn't letting us lose. I'm getting just a ; little scared at this turn of events." "We don't need food or water so ; we should be fine on that count. The alien has given us our air and we ; have each other. Let's take advantage of the situation and enjoy it to ; the fullest." "Practical advice under the circumstances," I ; replied. Those were my last words and the final break from my former ; life. A glob of latex spread into my mouth and muffled any attempt at ; talking.
; ; I heard Chastity grunt and soon even those ceased to be heard as the ; heavy rubber about my head sealed my ears from any outside sounds. The ; period of entombment in the sack was eternity. We slept, awoke, made ; love hugged and held each other with growing foreboding as our ; entrapment had no end. Blinded, muted, deaf and only allowed the ; tactile stimulation of the ever-present rubber suits, I soon began to ; fail in sexual performance despite the warm closeness of my most ; intimate mate. The alien rubber began to create devices to force our ; stimulation. A vibrating sheath of thick spongy latex would massage me ; to arousal at any time. The alien would give me sounds to relax by, ; soft sounds of wind, waves or light music. In a dream like state I ; thought I heard Chastity tell me how thick shafts were permanently ; inside her two sensitive cavities and would work her into a constant ; state of arousal. At about the same time as that thought grew in my ; head, a shaft thrust into my own tush and I was soon introduced to the ; constant vibrations and pressures provided by the invasion. The alien ; cleverly manipulated our responses to keep us in constant heat and ; desire. My body surrendered to the incessant carnal assault regularly, ; keeping me in a haze of pleasure, exhaustion and desire.
; ; The enclosing suits massaged strategic points of the body to ; accentuate the moment. My mind went over the threshold of outside ; caring soon after the two of us became inseparably bound in the latex ; sack. Every waking moment I lusted for the gratification provided by ; our dark stretchy tomb. I didn't even care whether the act was ; consummated with Chastity or not. She became a mere object of latex ; desire that was available for me any time. Unable to talk to each ; other, we communicated with touch and feel. The sexual act became the ; all consuming constant in our life. The two of us were helpless slaves ; to the rubber sack. I resigned myself submissively to my fate, a ; heaven/hell of latex lust. With no worries to think of and constant ; pleasure and gratification, I surrendered heart and soul to my ; existence as a rubber prisoner. Together, Chastity and I were locked ; in a latex bliss of our captors' design for eternity.
; ; CHAPTER 11: THE FARMS
; ; "Those first ones did an outstanding job at that ranch. Perhaps we ; need to return them to us and our farming operation," Latxsheen said ; looking out on the huge floor of the old dairy farm barn. The concrete ; was as gleaming clean as when cows were milked daily but a different ; milking was being done these days. The need for the male and female ; seed was exceeding the regular copulation process of the enslaved ; humans. Latexions cherished the seed of other species for centuries, ; since the time they ceased their corporeal forms. The seed was ; life. The male produced millions at a time but the female was more ; selective, she would only release one a month. This odd trait of these ; humans surprised the collective. They had assumed, wrongly, that the ; two sexes produced equal amounts of seed. Now over half the population ; was nearly useless for the work but to stimulate the seed makers and ; obtain the best seed counts. The females were needed. It was most ; inconvenient. Two sets of wheels were rotating below them. Each pair ; consisted of a massive metal wheel with humans attached along the rim, ; head to toe to head. Human was perhaps an overstatement. They were now ; latex milking animals and what was milked was the seed of the males on ; the left wheel. The right wheel had an equal number of females...each ; head to toe to head. As the wheels rotated toward each other the two ; nearest humans would be joined in copulation. The wheel would rock for ; several minutes until the male shot his cum into the waiting latex ; vessel of the female. Then the wheels would rotate the next two into ; position. The female would be swabbed out as she rotated to the first ; position below the point of copulation, every drop of the precious ; fluid being retrieved.
; ; The latex alien cohabiting with the female would immediately plug her ; soft cleft with a fine vibrating shaft to keep her hot and ready for ; the next turn. Each rotation cycle was forty-five minutes to give the ; males time to reload. As the male was in the position just prior to ; copulation, his alien would begin to massage his member in a warm ; rubber sheath. The position of the copulation sequence was inverted - ; one of the aliens had absorbed the information that inverted arousal ; was very erotic in some humans...so why not all of them? The wheels ; rotated all day. Forcing sexual copulation of the humans on them over ; twenty times a day. Some special specimens were singled out for the ; production of Grade A quality seed. These humans were delightfully ; bound and gagged and forced to endure stimulation for hours before ; allowed to release the prize seed from highly engorged and full ; cocks. The lucky females assigned to the task were trained in the fine ; art of arousal and stimulation without allowing the final act. They ; reveled in their duties, snuggling against the bound males and teasing ; their skin and cocks to the edge of joyous release before ; tantalizingly holding them at that point for hours by squeezing the ; base of the cock or changing the point of interest. Demotion to the ; wheel was ever on the minds of these latex courtesans should the male ; ejaculate prematurely. The aching torture of denial and the sudden ; relief of explosive passion resulted in particularly fertile seed. In ; another bonus these males were often in need of milking again within ; mere minutes and with the same virile result. Along another wall stood ; the old milking equipment of the dairy. This section held those males ; waiting for promotion to the wheel. They were maintained in tight ; latex sacks that held them suspended above the floor. The old milking ; equipment had its use here. Each milking cup was attached to a ; throbbing cock that protruded from each latex bag.
; ; The sheathed cocks had the heads exposed and the milking nozzles were ; working continuously on the helpless latex men. These machines milked ; the rubber men dry in about two hours. The bag was then moved to a ; rest chamber and another swung into place. This operation was very ; productive but the asexual quality of it also produced the poorest ; quality seed... analogous to farmed fish versus wild fish. The goo was ; being added to shipments of latex house paint and was going out across ; the country. Any house painted with the altered paint soon possessed ; its occupants. Latex paint sales reached new records within a month of ; the meteorite. Television commercials were quickly produced extolling ; the outstanding properties and need to replace old paint with the new ; improved brand. Milking plants were in operation all over the ; country. It wasn't long before the entire population of the United ; States was under the control of the alien rubber beings. Soon the ; stuff made its way to Europe where a more open approach to sex and ; dressing for pleasure accelerated the assimilation of the latex ; masters. The aliens learned new and wilder uses of the rubber ; equipment as well and these additional pleasures or punishments were ; spread throughout the colony. In a world as linked as today's, the ; takeover of every corner of the planet was quick and complete.
; ; Some primitive peoples were completely overwhelmed by the advancing ; goo and found a new god to worship in their own simple beliefs. They ; didn't understand that the cost of such extreme pleasure would exact a ; high payment. These simple people could be easily forgiven considering ; the ease with which more sophisticated and knowledgeable people were ; lulled into compliance. The entire planet was controlled before the ; end of six months. The milking operations were successfully producing ; enough living seed for the entire Latexian race. "My report, your ; Majesty," said a formless black blob, bent submissively before a ; throne. "We must reward those servants at that facility. They exceeded ; even our wildest expectation. We have complete control of their planet ; in less than a farseck." "Yes, your Majesty. We have allowed the first ; eight to live the rest of their lives out in a secluded location. They ; will always be with their chosen mates bound in the passion of their ; desire." " Perhaps we will allow those first eight to be masters of ; some rubber slaves rather than mere rubber sex objects unto ; themselves." "Maybe in time. For now they can be happy that we are not ; going to enslave them to our purpose." "Yes, a just reward for a job ; well-done." On a secluded island in the earthly region once known as ; Colorado four black tuber-shaped latex bags lay at the edge of the ; shore. Occasionally movement can be observed as the occupants of the ; sacks succumb to the ever-present passions developed through months of ; rubber-induced loving. Oblivious to the world beyond their dark tombs, ; the eight beings are unaware of the total rubber enslavement of their ; species and the unwitting roll they played in the affair ; ;