Latex Crossdressing CD

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My name is Qian, and Feng is my boyfriend of five years. My particular fondness for tight-fitting clothes and my slight masochistic tendencies were discovered by Feng three years ago during an accidental internet browsing session. He doesn't have a clear fetish himself, but he doesn't object to me either. Sometimes he'll even ask me to wear my personal collection—latex clothes and stockings—before we have sex, and his "role-playing" games often excite me greatly. His understanding of me makes me love him even more, and our relationship grows increasingly intimate.
However, today, this guy really angered me. He promised to pick me up after work, but after I stood in the chilly autumn wind for a full hour, he finally called to tell me to call a taxi home myself, saying his sweetheart was already waiting for me. When he hung up, he said he had a surprise for me when I got home. My mood has already been completely ruined by him. What surprise? I'll give him a good beating the moment I see him. I
took a taxi home, and Feng was already waiting for me in the bedroom. I was about to say something to vent my anger when he came across a large, well-wrapped box. He said to me, "Honey, this is a gift for you. I want you to see it before you decide whether you want to get angry with me." "Hmph, today isn't my birthday, nor is it any special day. Don't think that just because you give me a gift, it'll do. I'm not buying that... This... this is... where did you buy this?" When I opened the box, I was speechless with anger. A pink latex bodysuit lay quietly inside. "I saw this on a Japanese company website, and I ordered it for you because I thought you'd like it. It cost quite a bit! I couldn't pick you up this afternoon because I was waiting for the package. You... you shouldn't be angry anymore, right?"
Faced with such a sudden gift, I really couldn't bear to be angry with him anymore. I excitedly picked up the clothes. "Then let me try it on quickly." "Don't rush," he said, taking out a small box from behind his back. "This is for you too. Go take a shower first, and get yourself clean. The good show is about to begin." "Okay!"
I practically jumped into the bathroom. After taking off my clothes, I washed myself thoroughly and put on a bathrobe before coming out. Feng was already sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me. "Look at you, so fair and tender after your shower, you look like a little pig." "I'm not like that. Even if I were, I'd be lean." Since I often go to the gym for aerobics, I'm quite proud of my figure. "Doesn't it look like it? I think it is. Tonight you're my little piggy. Come on, try it on, I'll help you." I walked to the bedside and picked up the cute bodysuit. The latex texture made me feel warm even before I put it on. "Huh?
Why is it a bit short?" I thought it was a full-body bodysuit, but it looked like it had been cut off from the knees. "So I'll help you! You have to wear it like this..." Feng folded my calves towards my thighs and slowly slipped one "leg" into the bodysuit, then the other. Just like that, my calves and thighs were tightly wrapped in the latex bodysuit, as if they were tied up. This way, I could only kneel on the bed. What a strange outfit, I thought. He carefully pulled the bodysuit up little by little. "Come on, make a fist and put your hands in." I obediently
put my hands into the sleeves. The sleeves were not open, and there were two small, thick, pad-like things sewn at the cuffs so that my hands wouldn't rub against the ground when I supported myself. He carefully aligned my breasts with the bra cups inside my clothes, then slowly pulled up the zipper at the back. This guy was quite meticulous; the clothes fit perfectly, even my slightly small buttocks were tightly wrapped without a single wrinkle, and my breasts were made to look round and firm. "Okay, try crawling over here." Crawling? Before I could even enjoy the latex's gentle embrace, I looked myself over. After putting on this outfit, I could only sit or move around by kneeling and using my hands (my thighs and calves were tightly wrapped together). Upon closer inspection, I noticed that there were also two small pads on my hands and knees. These four pad-like things now looked like they were attached to my body. "What kind of weird outfit is this?" I asked curiously, because this pose was indeed not very comfortable. "Didn't I tell you? Today you're going to be my little pig," he said, taking out a photo from the box. Only then did I realize that it was a costume for a game. The female model in the photo was wearing the same tight-fitting outfit as me. The two small triangular ears on her mask and the short, thin tail on her butt made her look like a chubby pink pig. "But you don't look quite right yet, I need to do your makeup," he said, opening a small box beside him and taking out a white, hollow gag and a "tail" with a rubber stopper attached. "I don't want to wear these things, they look weird," he said. "Don't forget, you can't talk." Without further ado, he shoved the gag into my mouth. I made some "mmm" sounds, but the leather strap on the gag was already tightly fastened behind my head, and no matter how much I shook my head, the gag remained firmly in place. Then he carefully put the hood attached to his clothes onto my head. This mask only had openings at the eyes and nose; the rest was tightly sealed inside the latex mask.
Feng took a few steps back, looking at me as if admiring his own work. I awkwardly supported myself on the bed with my hands and knees, the latex suit covering my entire body, my face and mouth firmly encased in the mask. I could only make faint "humming" sounds through my nose. He pulled out a box of Vaseline and moved it behind me. "
Okay, now all that's missing is this 'tail,' and you'll look just like the girl in the photo." I was about to turn around to see what he was doing when I suddenly felt a chill in my rear. It turned out the dress had a hole in my anus too—how embarrassing! After he carefully lubricated it, I felt a tightness in my rear, and a wave of urgency washed over me. The "tail" was connected to a rubber anal plug. The throbbing pain made me involuntarily wiggle my hips. "Don't move, it'll be over soon," he said. With a "click," the anal plug and the dress were fastened together. Now, no matter how much I squeezed or struggled, I couldn't escape its torment. "Alright, baby, you're all dressed up. Come see yourself!" Feng picked me up, powerless to resist, and gently placed me in front of the mirror. The girl in the mirror was completely covered in a layer of pink latex, so tight it felt like a second skin. The mask clearly outlined the contours of my mouth, the gag between my lips protruded slightly, and the anal plug was shamefully inserted between my buttocks. The intense discomfort brought tears to my eyes, making me look utterly pitiful.
"Okay, now you can enjoy yourself. I'm going to buy some groceries and make dinner." "No way, you're going to leave me home alone like this? Feng, no!" Through the gag and latex suit, my words only turned into irregular "mmm" sounds. "What? Baby, what did you say? I'll tell you when I get back. Oh, right, I forgot something." I looked at him almost in horror. "Yes, just open your eyes wide like this." He actually took my contact lenses. Although my nearsightedness isn't that bad, I've been wearing them all day, and now without them, I can only vaguely make out the outlines of things. "Not being able to see clearly will increase your anxiety. Okay, baby, see you in a bit." I struggled to crawl towards him, but after the "bang" of the door closing, I could only lie on the floor in despair. Okay, I'll wait for you to come back. Anyway, you won't be gone for long, I thought, lying quietly on the floor. At this point, I felt the bodysuit slowly taking effect. My clenched fists, trapped inside, were completely useless. No wonder he trusted me to leave him home alone; I had no way to remove any of my "clothing" without help. My legs were pressed together against my buttocks like my new "limbs." What bothered me most was the hard thing inside my anus, the throbbing pain slowly turning into pure pain. I don't know how much time passed like this. It was completely dark outside, and I could see even less. Saliva kept flowing from the perforated gag, running down my chin and neck, while my mouth felt dry and parched. My legs, bound together for so long, were starting to ache. I kept changing positions on the floor, but each change only brought more discomfort. It felt like a whole day had passed. The door was still tightly shut. Why wasn't he back yet? The unease grew stronger. I struggled to my feet, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of me, startling me. I took a few steps back in fear, and the figure also took a step back. I squinted and realized it was just my own reflection in the mirror. I was drenched in a cold sweat. What if a thief broke in right now?
My ability to resist was probably weaker than a baby's, especially if someone saw me like this…
I couldn't bear to imagine it. "I'd better turn on the light," I thought. Guided by instinct and with blurry vision, I slowly tried to crawl towards the floor lamp. The worst part was that with each step, the anal plug would push deeper into my body. Combined with the gag and mask, I felt my breathing become rapid after only a few steps, and I could only crawl forward with minimal effort. Finally, I fumbled for the light switch. The light brought me a little sense of security. Slowly, I crawled onto the wool rug in the center of the room. After the "vigorous" activity, I curled up like a small animal. The soft wool caressed me through the latex suit, tickling me. I comfortably rolled over, only then realizing that my whole body was tightly bound, unable to speak or see, as if I were sealed in a small world by the latex suit. A strange sensation slowly came from my lower body, warm and wet. I involuntarily squeezed my legs together, gently rubbing them together. The anal plug that I used to hate now became something to fill the emptiness in my body. And so, I slowly immersed myself, enjoying the pleasure of cross-dressing... "Little darling, I'm back," Feng's familiar figure finally appeared before me. I excitedly crawled towards him. "How was it? Did you enjoy it?" I shyly buried my head in his chest, rubbing my cheek against him. He kissed me through the mask, and I responded, my tongue, blocked by the gag, constantly exploring outwards. He gently pulled the anal plug out of me, the emptiness left in my lower body making me eagerly await his entry. Gradually, our bodies intertwined, and my restraints were gradually removed—the mask, the gag, the bodysuit…
Afterwards, Feng asked, “Do you like this gift?” “I won’t tell you,” I said coquettishly, “but from now on, I won’t just be your little pig, I’ll also be your little cat, your little dog…” He sensed the hidden meaning in my words and looked at me with a grin, saying, “Really? That company just released a new mermaid costume, shall we go online and check it out together later?” I hugged him tightly, unwilling to let go for a long time…

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