Latex Forever by Mikel (WebArchive)

Lori loved latex, everything about it, the look the feel the shine she even had developed her own perfume that was essentially the chemicals of rubber and would make almost anything smell like latex. Lori always wore something made of latex, normally she wore a cat suit with attached gloves and feet under her clothes when she had to go out, and another suit over that one with attached hood, gloves and feet when she stayed home.

This suit had small openings for her eyes and nose but pulled tightly across her face sealing her mouth closed. When she had been very young a severe sinus infection had forced the doctors to insert tubes in her sinuses to allow the medicine to get in leaving her with nasal passages that could never be clogged. These allowed her to breathe uninhibitedly through her nose making sealing her mouth for long periods possible. If she hadn’t needed to talk occasionally she might not ever unseal her mouth since she enjoyed the smoothness of it when the rubber pulled across it so tightly. The tight rubber almost making her face featureless and the helplessness she felt when she couldn’t open her mouth was intoxicating.

The thought of being unrecognizable as a human under her layers of latex appealed to her. When she knew she didn’t have to go into the office or talk to anyone on the phone for a few days she would stretch several more layers of rubber over her body making herself look like a rubber sex doll. Only without any open holes though the suits to ruin the effect. Over the years she had learned to cover her latex love when she did have to go into public by dressing like what most people wrongly call the “Goth” look. Lori would wear dark clothes, black mostly, covering her fantastic rubber covered body with long loose clothes and high heeled boots. She wore the tallest shoes she could find mostly because she was so short but had also developed a deep seeded need to wear them. The kidskin leather gloves over her latex gloves were more acceptable for some reason so she almost always wore gloves of some kind.

The dark makeup completed the look and if she styled her long black hair in some crazy way she was guaranteed very few people would even talk to her. Working from home gave her ample time to be alone within her latex cocoon and continuously shop for the newest rubber tech that came out. The last new items she had purchased were self sealing and self repairing rubber suits for haz mat teams. She had found them while searching a rubber manufactures site and lied about her occupation and had ordered the required minimum five suits. The suits had been expensive but the technology behind them meant in her situation she would never have to replace them. The rubber essentially was multiple micro layers that in between each layer had a liquid that if the rubber was torn would quickly vulcanize the tear sealing itself. Getting them to make her two fitted full body suits had been difficult, she had wanted all of them to be full coverage suits but finally settled on just two. Leaving only a few perforated holes over the eyes and no mouth openings took much longer to convince them but they finally agreed and sent her the suits...