DeviantArt (WebArchive)

It was a little before 9:00 pm on a Friday when the taxi pulled up to the curb on a quiet street just a couple blocks away from the main club district. Jess stepped out and checked the surroundings before pulling her heavy bag out of the back seat and closing the door. There were a few people around. The girls were wearing short skirts and sparkly tops, the guys in designer shirts and neatly pressed pants. Most of them were being drawn, like moths to a flame, towards the bright glow of the neon lights that lined the street not far away. The lights promised all types of pleasures, trying to lure people in to spend their money. Jess wasn’t interested in what they had to offer, she had a different destination in mind, one with a similar promise but decidedly more deviant. She smiled to herself. If only these people knew what was possible so close by but just out of sight. Maybe they would be going the other direction like she was.

Jess slung the heavy bag over her shoulder and started walking in the opposite direction. She was wearing a shiny black rubber rain coat that extended down to her knees. A pair of shiny red legs extended from the bottom of the rain coat, the material stretched tight against her skin without a crease or wrinkle. The light reflected off her shiny clothes as she moved. She looked a little out of place wearing the rain coat since it had not rained for several weeks and there was no rain in the forecast but that didn’t bother her. Taking one last look around she ducked into a poorly lit alley and headed to a normal looking door illuminated by a single light. She pressed the doorbell button next to the door.

The door opened slowly and Jess was greeted by two large and imposing bouncers. She held a membership card in her delicate gloved fingers. The smooth shiny red material looked like it might have been painted onto her skin. The bouncer said thank you then stepped aside. He asked, “Will you need help tonight?”

“Yes please.” responded Jess.

The second bouncer led her down a short hallway to a small room and closed the door behind her. Jess could now hear the unmistakable thump of dance music coming from somewhere deeper in the building. She put down her bag and removed her shiny rubber rain coat. It was now clear that she was not just wearing gloves and socks, but that they were part of a full latex catsuit that covered her completely from the neck down. The catsuit clung to her body like a second skin. Apart from a short crotch zipper, the surface was seamless...