Chapter 1: Enhancements
As Emma sat in her cozy apartment, she couldn't help but think about the latex adventure she had with Jonny just a few days ago. It
had been one of the most thrilling experiences of her life, and she couldn't wait to do it again. She wanted to take
their adventures further, to explore even more of their submissive sides. And on top of that, she had a craving to become something more, something beyond what she was now. She wanted to transform herself into a pink latex bimbo, with everything that implied.
She wanted to become more than what she already was, to feel like she belonged to a different world filled with sensual pleasures and forbidden fantasies.
Emma thought about all the possible ways she could achieve her goal. She could start by browsing online forums and communities that shared similar interests, or maybe she could attend local fetish events and meet people who were into similar things.
But no, none of that felt like enough. What she really wanted to do was to become a part of that world, to truly live and breathe it.
As she thought about it more and more, her desire grew stronger, until it became an obsession. She started researching more about latex, reading about its properties and the different styles available. She learned about the different types of barrier latex, and the different shades of pink that were available, from soft and delicate to sharp and bold.
She spent hours looking at pictures of other latex bimbos, admiring their curvaceous figures and flawless makeup. She became obsessed with the idea of becoming one herself.
One day, as she was browsing online, she stumbled upon a forum dedicated to latex and fetish lifestyle. She joined the community and started browsing through the threads, reading about other people's experiences and getting tips on how to get started.
It seemed like the perfect opportunity for Emma to take the first step towards turning her latex fantasy into reality. But there was still one problem, she needed someone to share this experience with her, someone who would understand her deepest desires and help her fulfill them.
As she thought about her options, she realized that there was only one person that came to mind and that was Jonny. He had been with her every step of the way, supporting her and encouraging her to explore her submissive side.
And now, she wanted him to join her on this journey of transformation. She knew that he would be the perfect partner for her, as he had been at the cottage retreat.
But before she could approach him, she needed to prepare herself. She knew that it wouldn't be easy to open up to Jonny about her desires, especially since they were so extreme. But she also knew that he would be understanding and supportive, as he always was.
So, Emma sat down at her desk and took a deep breath. She opened a new text document on her computer and began to type.
She started by explaining how she had been feeling lately and how she wanted to explore her submissive urges even further. She wrote about how she had been thinking about becoming a pink latex bimbo, and how she wanted Jonny to help her achieve that goal.
As she wrote, she couldn't help feeling nervous about what he would think of her desires. Would he think she was too kinky? Too extreme? She wondered if maybe she should just forget about it and move on. Perhaps instead she should start her own transformation journey first, as a prelude to meeting with Jonny again. Jonny had been moved from head office to the regional hub in the next city along and she hadn't been able to see him for a few weeks. She had plenty of cash and a bit of time, she thought mischievously...she could do some amazing things, perhaps, even perhaps dare to get a few enhancements? She stood up and looked at herself in the long mirror in the bedroom. Would she dare, she thought, to get a boob job? "Don't be silly" she thought to herself, she's in her mid fifties and larger boobs would look ridiculous. She put the thought to the back of her mind and went to work.
She worked hard and the day went by slowly. As she drove home that evening, she couldn't help thinking about her transformation and cosmetic enhancements. However much she tried to convince herself that she was too old she couldn't get away from the idea of how erotic and sensuous it would be to have large silicone breasts as an enhancement. Maybe a bit of Botox to plump up her lips.
Yes, she thought, I could really use a few enhancements to my appearance. It would make me feel more confident and attractive, especially when I'm with Jonny. She smiled to herself as she continued to drive home, imagining what it would be like to look and feel different.
When Emma arrived home, she went straight to her computer and started searching for cosmetic surgery clinics.
She found a few promising ones and started reading reviews. As she read about patient experiences and before and after photos, she couldn't help getting more and more excited about the possibility of surgically enhancing her appearance.
She realized that having larger breasts would be the perfect complement to her latex transformation. It would help her feel more confident and sexy, which would in turn enhance her sexual experiences with Jonny.
As she thought about what she was planning to do, she couldn't help becoming more and more aroused.
The idea of getting breast implants and taking her transformation journey to the next level was incredibly exciting to her. She involuntarily felt her breasts under her satin blouse, imagining what it would feel like if she had large, perky silicone breasts.
As the days passed, Emma couldn't stop thinking about her desire to become a latex bimbo. She was constantly visualizing herself in different scenarios, wearing various latex outfits, and striking different poses.
She fantasized about what it would be like to be a latex bimbo, to be dressed up in latex skirts and high heels, and to be treated like a sex doll by her partner.
As she thought about this, she found herself getting more and more turned on. Her heart racing and her body tingling with excitement. She felt a pool of warmth in her lower belly as she imagined her transformation into a latex bimbo being complete.
She spent hours reading about the different types of latex and watching videos of others who had undergone a latex transformation. She was inspired by the beauty and confidence that they exuded, and she knew that she wanted to feel the same way. "To hell with it" Emma said to herself, sending over an email for an appointment to the cosmetic surgery clinic she'd decided would do the best job. It wasn't far and she was sure she could get an appointment as soon as possible.
The clinic was in a nice part of town and the interior was modern and inviting, with a calming and relaxing ambiance. As Emma entered the clinic she could feel her heart racing with excitement. She was about to embark on a journey that would change her life forever.
As she sat in the waiting area, she picked up a magazine and started flipping through the pages. She came across an article about the importance of breast implants in enhancing a woman's appearance. Emma immediately became intrigued and started reading the article in detail.
She learned about the different types of breast implants available and the different procedures involved in the augmentation process.
As she read, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building inside of her. The idea of having larger breasts, just like the ones in the photos she'd seen online, was becoming more and more appealing to her.
The thought of feeling the weight of the silicone implants on her chest, and the way they would fill out her bra and push her cleavage forward, was incredibly arousing.
She could already imagine herself in latex outfit feeling the weight of the implants against her skin.
She smiled at the thought of it. Lost in her thoughts she only vaguely noticed the receptionist calling her attention. "Dr Robins will see you now, she's in her consultation room, please go in." Emma stood and with a sense of some trepidation entered the slick brightly lit consultation room. Dr Robins was a middle aged lady, not unlike herself, smiling and welcoming. "Please sit down".
She said and gestured towards a chair opposite her desk. Emma took a deep breath and sat down, feeling nervous but also extremely excited. She had always been a little self-conscious about her body, and she felt that getting breast implants would give her a boost of confidence.
As they talked, Emma couldn't help but feel drawn to Dr Robins.
She admired her confidence and her knowledge, and she found herself wanting to learn more from her.
"So, Emma," Dr Robins said, breaking the silence. "What brings you here today?"
Emma took a deep breath and replied, "Well, I've been thinking a lot about getting breast implants, and I was hoping to get some advice from someone who knows more about the process than I do."
Dr Robins nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "That's what I'm here for," she said.
Dr Robins began by asking Emma a series of questions, such as her medical history and her desired breast size. Emma spoke openly and honestly, sharing her concerns and desires. After listening long and hard Dr Robins stood up and gestured Emma over to the long mirror in the room. "Imagine yourself with larger, more sumptuous and voluptuous curves" Dr Robins sweetly purred. "You are at the prime of your life and, hell, you deserve all you desire. I'd not normally suggest a large enhancement but can't help thinking in your case that large and busty is the way forward. And I'm pretty sure that is really, deep down, what you want."
Emma nodded slowly, her eyes fixed on a point somewhere beyond the doctor's shoulder. She had been thinking a lot about what it would be like
to have larger breasts, and the thought of finally being able to
embrace her submissive side and embody the persona of a latex bimbo was beginning to feel more and more
realistic. "I agree Doctor, you've convinced me!"
"I think you're making the right decision," Dr Robins said,
smiling warmly at Emma. "Larger breasts can give you a boost
of confidence and make you feel more attractive."
As they spoke, Dr Robins reached over and placed her hand on Emma's shoulder. Emma felt a rush of warmth and tingling sensations
traveling through her body as she was touched. "Not sure if this helps but I've had a cancellation this morning, I could do it right now, you'd only need a few days to recover and then you'll be fit and ready, able to walk out into the world with your new look, confident and sassy."
Dr Robins leaned forward and whispered, "And with a killer wardrobe to match." She winked and Emma couldn't help but blush.
Emma found herself nodding in agreement, despite the fact that she had only just made the decision to move forward with the procedure. But as she looked in the mirror, and imagined herself with fuller and perkier looking breasts, she couldn't deny that it was a tempting prospect.
"Yes, Doctor," she replied, her heart racing with excitement and nervousness.
"I'm ready."
Dr Robins nodded and stood up, giving Emma a reassuring pat on the arm before leading her over to a small table laden with surgical tools and equipment. "Take off your clothes and lie down on the table, Emma," she said, gesturing towards a nearby chair. "This won't take long."
Emma sat down, feeling a mixture of fear and anticipation coursing through her. She watched in awe as Dr Robins began to prepare the surgical room, sterilizing instruments and setting up a monitoring system.
Emma felt a sudden surge of excitement, as she realized that she would soon be transforming into the latex bimbo she had always dreamed of being.
Dr Robins approached Emma, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Emma. This procedure is completely safe," she said, gently. "And I'm going to make sure you look and feel amazing."
Emma nodded, feeling a rush of confidence and trust in Dr Robins.
She was eager to undergo the procedure, and she couldn't wait to see how she would look with her new breasts. She signed the disclaimer and safety waivers and glanced over at Dr Robins, "will it hurt?"
"No, darling, I'll use an anaesthetic so you won't feel any pain. And I'll have you sedated during the procedure to make you feel more comfortable." Dr Robins responded, reassuringly.
Emma felt a sharp prick as the anaesthetic was injected into her chest.
Her vision quickly began to blur, and she felt herself becoming increasingly drowsy. She struggled to focus on Dr Robins' voice as the doctor spoke to her, answering questions and offering reassurances.
For a moment, everything went black, and then Emma found herself floating in a sea of white. She felt disconnected from her body, and yet she was also acutely aware of each sensation. She could feel Dr Robins' hands moving over her chest, working to insert the implants. It felt both foreign and familiar, like a dream she couldn't quite grasp. She drifted to sleep, unaware of the procedure going on. What seemed like hours later she started coming around. She was tucked up in a bed in the recovery room, feeling whoozy and sore. her chest was tightly wrapped in surgical bandages.
Emma's head was spinning, and she couldn't quite process what was happening. She tried to sit up, but her body felt heavy and sluggish. She looked over at Dr. Robins, who was gazing at her with a warm, tender expression on her face.
"Hey, beautiful," Dr. Robins said softly. "How are you feeling?"
Emma managed to croak out a reply. "Weird...and sore," she said, wincing as she attempted to speak.
Dr. Robins chuckled. "That's to be expected.
You'll likely feel a bit groggy and disoriented for a while, but that should pass soon enough." Dr. Robins reassured Emma as she adjusted her pillow.
Emma struggled to focus on Dr. Robins' words, her mind still foggy from the anaesthesia. She felt a sense of unease as she looked down at her chest, wondering what she would find when the bandages were removed. "Get yourself home and rest for a few days and do not remove the bandages, we will have a reveal in four days time and I can check they have healed." Emma got up slowly from the bed and dressed in the soft cotton tracksuit she found by her bed. As she moved she felt a soreness in her chest but also a strange, sensuous weight in her breasts, under the bandages she could see a swelling of cleavage and a much larger sumptuous outline to her chest. She wondered if the size and shape they'd discussed was too much, 900CC seemed a lot for her mature aspect, but it was all done now.
Emma looked down at her chest bandaged tight with a strange pang of excitement and anticipation, a flush of heat spreading up her neck as she remembered the transformation that had taken place. Her fingers traced the bandages, almost feeling the rounded curves underneath, the promise of new possibilities.
As she slowly walked out of the clinic, heading home, she felt a bounce and weight in her chest she'd never felt before. Sure, it was sore, but the feeling of self confidence exuded from her.
Arriving home she felt strangely alive and changed, her mind swirling with erotic thoughts of her new body and how it would feel wrapped in shiny latex. Over the next few days as she rested she kept, almost excessively, looking in her mirror and saw beneath the bandages her swelling chest, it's new voluptuous shape trying to escape the bandages. Finally the day came to visit the clinic again for the reveal.
Emma was extremely excited to see the result of her transformation, but also slightly nervous, her mind swirling anticipation and apprehension. She arrived a little early. She asked the receptionist if she could sit in the waiting room until her appointment. The receptionist nodded and showed her to a small, comfortable lounge area with soft couches and magazines scattered about.
Emma settled in, gazing absently at the pages of a fashion magazine, her mind elsewhere as she waited for her appointment.
As she flipped through the pages, Emma couldn't help but think about Jonny, and the events that had led her to this moment. The decision to undergo the breast augmentation procedure had been a difficult one, but she knew it was something she wanted - something that would help her embrace her inner latex bimbo. Lost again in her thoughts she felt a tap on her shoulder as Dr Robins stood expectantly in front of her. "Come on through, I am sure you can't wait to see the results."
Dr Robins said, as Emma followed her into the examination room.
The room was spacious and bright, with white walls and a large, silvered mirror taking up one wall. Emma saw Dr Robins turn on the lights, causing the room to fill with a warm, golden glow. In the center of the room stood a large examination table, with several cabinets and drawers flanking it.
Emma felt a rush of excitement and nervousness as she looked at the mirror, her eyes searching for the bandages as she anxiously stepped forward.
"Doctor Robbins, may I see my breasts?" Emma asked hesitantly, taking a deep breath as she waited for the surgeon's answer.
Dr. Robins nodded, smiling kindly. "Certainly, dear. But remember, they are still healing, so don't try to touch or stretch them too much. Just have a look, and we'll discuss the final results in a few minutes."
Emma's heart raced as she reached for the bandages, gently untying them and carefully removing them to reveal her new breasts.
They were round and full, sitting high and proud on her chest, the size and shape just as they had discussed, very large and sensuous. Emma couldn't believe the difference they made, she was amazed at the amount of cleavage and the confident way they sat on her chest, giving her an air of seduction and sexuality she had never felt before. She tentatively held them, feeling their weight and very large size, a surge of desire and lust ripping through her body.
Emma couldn't believe how much bigger they were than before, how different they looked and felt. They were round and full, sitting on her chest like a pair of ripe, juicy melons.
Emma looked up at Dr. Robbins, feeling a mix of awe and uncertainty. These were her breasts now, her responsibility. She couldn't help but be fascinated with her new, more sensual shape.
"Well, what do you think?" Dr. Robbins asked, breaking Emma out of her trance.
"Oh, they're beautiful," Emma breathed, her voice thick with emotion. She took a step closer to the mirror, her fingers caressing the smooth, hefty flesh of her breasts.
"I wasn't expecting them to be this large," she admitted, her voice soft with wonder.
Dr. Robbins smiled knowingly. "Emma, remember that we discussed the size and shape during our consultation. Don't forget, 900CC is a significant increase from your previous size. "Oh I adore them, a new Emma!"
Emma exclaimed, her face lighting up as she gazed in awe at her new breasts.
Dr Robins smiled, "Yes, you're quite right, these breasts will give you a new confidence and sensuality."
"I can't wait to play with them," Emma thought, recalling her latex fantasies.
She spent the next few minutes carefully examining her breasts, marvelling at their size and shape.
They were full and round, with a heavy weight that she had never felt before. As she brought her hands to her chest, she could feel the padding of the silicone implants pushing against her skin. She was amazed at how natural they felt, despite their obvious foreignness.
Finally, Emma turned to Dr. Robbins, a wide grin spreading across her face. "They're perfect," she said, reaching out to cup one of her full, round breasts. "Thank you so much for everything, Doctor.
These breasts are exactly what I have always wanted, and I couldn't be happier with the end result," Emma said, beaming with satisfaction.
"It was my pleasure, Emma. And don't forget, you can come back any time if you need any further maintenance or adjustments," Dr. Robbins replied.
As Emma slipped on her robe and gathered her things, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the prospect of showing off her new appearance. She now thought what else she could enhance to make herself the perfect bimbo. how about her butt? It was rounded and ample anyway but a lift and augmentation would be amazing. "Slow down" she told herself, "let's just settle in to these for now, see what they look like, dress up and play!"
She hurried home, her mind whirling with possibilities, what would she try on first? Latex or satin, lingerie or an outfit?
Emma wondered, as she stepped into her bedroom. Her mind raced as she looked around, imagining herself in different outfits, trying to decide which would be the best for her debut with her new enhancements.
She couldn't wait to play with her new body, to see how the fabric would cling to her enhanced curves, and to feel the extra weight of her breasts pressing against the garments. She had so many ideas, and she couldn't wait to get started. Already feeling hot and flustered, an erotic urge sweeping over her she took some deep breaths. "Well, this all started in the office, how would I look in sexy office attire?" she mused. Sifting through her closet she found her tight pencil skirt in shiny black silk and the frilly teal blue satin blouse, slick and sensuous. laying them on the bed, leaning forward she felt the sensuous weight of her new breasts, dangling sumptuously, her nipples hard.
Choosing the sexiest, most sumptuous black satin bra she'd just bought for her new shape, she slowly put it on, groaning in pleasure as the soft satin encased her huge luscious breasts.
Her nipples hardened as she ran her hands over the smooth, silky texture. She looked at herself in the mirror, feeling like a goddess. Gently pulling on the pencil skirt, it sliding up her legs, she felt a wave of lust rip through her body. Reaching for the blouse, again she felt the heft, weight and delicious sensuality of her new breasts in the satin bra.
Smoothly she buttoned up the blouse, the buttons slightly straining under the weight of her new assets. The frills of the blouse flowing around her newly enhanced bust, she took a moment to admire herself in the mirror. Emma was stunned by the transformation, her breasts now looked so full and round, her nipples peaking through the satin of the bra, hard and pert.
She gazed at the reflection, her body now had a new shape, the skirt hung perfectly and her breasts bounced as she walked, causing the blouse to tighten and reveal a hint of her cleavage. She felt like a true office hottie, ready to play in her new attire. She slipped into the high heel office shoes, patent black leather to complete the outfit. An idea grew in her mind. "To hell with it, I need to go out in the world a little, show off my new assets, the office is the perfect starting point", she giggled with excitement.
Emma walked to her workplace, her breasts bouncing with every step, causing her to feel seductive and confident.
She entered the office building, the receptionist greeted her politely and Emma flashed her a seductive smile before turning towards the elevator.
The elevator ride up took forever, Emma felt more excited with every passing floor. She arrived at her office and saw her colleagues staring in disbelief, all male eyes focusing on her voluptuous breasts encased in the shiny satin blouse.
Emma felt her heart race, she was both exhilarated and nervous. In her head, she heard her inner kink whispering, "Emma, here's your chance to show them what you're made of, go for it!"
"I'm just coming in to pick up some paperwork, working from home this week. Call me if you need me." She bends over her desk to pick up a sheaf of folders and her work laptop, her large cleavage straining under the enclosing satin of the blouse. Walking flirtatiously out of the office, Emma feels a strange sexual charge emanating from her. Her colleagues are completely wordless as the vision of office beauty and salaciousness drifts past them.
The doors close behind her and Emma feels like she's walking on air. Her inner desires and fantasies seem to have come alive before her very eyes.
Entering the lift once again, Emma feels as though she's in a dream. Her body feels light, her senses heightened, and her mind races with the possibilities of what might happen next.
As the lift doors open, Emma just wants to rush home and keep up with her fantasies, enjoying and exploring her new body. Mindful of needing to keep as professional as possible she walks out confidently, shoots a wave at reception and leaves in a cloud of sensuality.
Entering her apartment she starts to unpack her bag and remove her work skirt, hanging it in her wardrobe, her heels are kicked off and she takes a few moments to savour her new body sensations.
The breasts feel fuller, bigger and rounder than ever, the weight of them in the satin bra and blouse is amazing, like a heavy velvet dome of flesh.
She feels a tingling sensation down below, the new enhancement, the lift and augmentation, seems to have had a cumulative effect on her libido, and she cannot resist the urge to touch herself, exploring, playing with the satin fabric, running her fingers over her hips, down the insides of her thighs, the sensations are so intense, she gasps. Inspired, she searches intently for the latex gloves she had bought, taking them from their box, still slick with dressing oil from the last time they were used with Jonny. She gently but sensuously slides each one on, a feeling of pure lust sweeping through her.
Heart racing, her breath comes in quick little gasps, her body feels like a live wire of desire, her skin hot, and her nerve endings alive with the pleasurable sensations in her hands and breasts.
Her inner goddess whispers, "You're mine now, my darling." As she fingers herself, the sensation of the latex clinging and stretching between her fingers was too much, she had to touch herself
Running her latex gloved hand over her body, she moaned, the fabric caressing her skin, as she pulled back the front of her blouse to reveal her hardening nipple. Her inner goddess whispered sweet nothings, urging her to touch herself more.
With no inhibitions, Emma reached under and found her panties wet with excitement, her fingers finding her most secret place.
The weight of her breasts felt heavier than ever. She looked at the satin clinging to her breasts and nipples, the material seemed almost alive, it caressed her skin and made her nipples more erect still.
She spread her arms wide, the sensation of her breasts bouncing freely without constraints was intoxicating. She started touching her breasts, exploring their roundness, sensing the weight of her new additions, feeling the bounce of her enhanced cleavage against her fingers.
The latex gloves feeling cool against her satin clad curves, adding an extra layer of sensation to her delicate touch. Emma closed her eyes, allowing herself to fully absorb the sensations coursing through her body. She began to caress her own nipples, feeling them harden even more beneath her fingertips. The satin material of her blouse seemed to cling to her skin, enhancing the sensation of her touch. Emma's body reacted with a shudder, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through her body.
The orgasm felt intense, but she wanted more. Emma couldn't believe how alive she felt, as if her entire body was alive with sensation. She savoured the afterglow, her latex-clad fingers still stroking her breasts, lingering on her hardened nipples.
With a deep sigh, she reluctantly removed her gloves, letting them fall to the ground. She stood up, pulling her blouse off and stepped out of her underwear, leaving her naked. Her hair, usually up in a prim and proper bun, fell loose around her shoulders in a wave of dark chestnut.
Emma felt exhausted but contented beyond belief, Slumping into bed, her new breasts jiggling, she fell into a deep sleep.
She dreamed of a world where nothing was forbidden, of a life filled with pleasure, and passion.
Emma wakes up and looks at her reflection in the mirror, she sees a beautiful, sensual woman with full breasts, a small waist, and curvy hips. She smiles at herself feeling empowered and ready to take on the world. As she gets out of bed, the doorbell rings. "Damn, who could that be?" she thinks, not expecting a visitor at this time. Pulling on her old towelling dressing gown, her hair a mess, she walks to the door, feeling the weight and size of her new breasts wiggling under the gown. Cracking the door ajar, she sees a courier smiling at her, her uniform bright in the morning sunshine. "Got a package for you, could you sign here.."
Suddenly remembering, Emma inwardly feels a rush of excitement, her new bimbo gear!
Emma slowly signed for the package, feeling the courier's gaze on her exposed cleavage. The courier nodded and walked away, leaving Emma alone in the hallway. She carefully made her way back to her bedroom, feeling the weight of the package against her chest. With trembling fingers, she undid the packaging. Inside were glistening wrapped layers of pink latex with baby blue detail. "Oh my god....I thought these were going to take much longer to be custom made." With barely controllable excitement, Emma quickly thinks about her day......."no way am I going to do any work." She eagerly takes the large package to the spare bedroom.
Carefully unwrapping the layers of pink latex, she discovers a stunning pink latex corset, cinched at the waist with a bright blue bow. Beneath it, a pair of matching pink latex shorts, with baby blue lace trim. Emma admires the craftsmanship of the garments, marveling at the intricate details. Then she picks out the crop top, bubblegum pink latex with BIMBO written in baby blue bold letters on the chest. "Wow" she gasps, she can't believe how much better it looks in real life. Matching crotchless capri pants in shiny latex draw her attention, her mind awhirl with ideas and sensations. She feels the smooth latex run through her hands.
Emma couldn't help but feel a sudden rush of anticipation, imagining herself wearing the pink, latex outfits.
She carefully unwrapped more garments, her heart racing with excitement as she revealed more beautifully crafted pieces inside. A pink latex cheerleader outfit with short frilly miniskirt and open panties. "My god, how exquistite....."
And finally, her heart missing a beat, she pulls out the pink catsuit, underwired and with an attached hood. The underwiring to enhance her large breasts even more. She has to sit down, her breasts jiggling again, as she is overwhelmed by the latex deliciousness of the whole package. In a package at the bottom of the box, which she hadn't noticed before, was a note on it's side.."with compliments from Rubber Eva" it said in flowing handwriting.
Carefully opening the package, she sees some threads of blond hair poking out, upending the package she sees it is a long blonde wig......
Emma took a deep breath as she looked at the package. It was all there, a latex bimbo outfit custom-made for her. She couldn't wait to try it on, to see how it would look and feel on her body. She tentatively tried on the wig, a shock of blonde temporarily crossing her vision as she adjusted the hairpiece.
Emma looked at herself in the mirror with the wig on, her naked body covered only in the dressing gown. She felt like a different person, a blonde bimbo instead of the serious worker she was accustomed to. The wig transformed her entirely, she was almost unrecognisable. She was lost for words, she never expected her transformation to be so intense.
She took a deep breath, wanting to feel the latex under her fingertips. She could already imagine the softness of the latex on her skin, the way her breasts would move slightly inside the outfits. She couldn't wait anymore. Emma quickly undressed, feeling the cool air against her bare skin.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. She had never worn anything like this before, and she didn't know what to expect.
She needed to calm down, take stock, she also had the spare room to think about, a rubber bimbo with nowhere to go, "that just wouldn't do...."
Relectantly she packs the box away and puts on her casual clothes, "well working from home, might as well work on that latex playroom...." "in for a penny in for a pound" she thinks, mischeviously.