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Stretchy Uni (3pics + sketches) + Story (rewrite/edit ver by Zentai-Fan)
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Stretchy Uni (original by tonde_itte, rewrite/edit ver by Zentai-Fan)
“Hmm, that’s pretty good.” Donnie said as he look at his reflection of the full length body mirror, wearing a shiny dark blue unitard he is wearing after buying it from a website then nodded to himself in agreement. The glossy fabric stretches and wraps fittingly against Donnie’s body while working out and rising as it forms the silhouette of muscles that is emphasized by the sheen of the fabric, which has excited Donnie.
Donnie is a member of a college weightlifting team. He has powerful muscles that he has earned through training through his daily workouts and is proud of his physical body. He soon made a hobby of wrapping his body in really tight fitting clothes. He love these kinds of clothes from American comic book heroes he has read. From head-covering rubber suits, to tight fitting uniforms with amazing patterns like those costumes he sees online and sometimes in Halloween events. Since then, the young man has started to make his own collection of them in his private dormitory closet, and sometimes he will wear them and stand in front of the mirror, flexing his muscles and posing with pleasure.
Just recently, his current unitard that he wears during club activities was starting to show some wear and tear. And by chance, he found a product called, “Stretchy Uni,” on a sports shop website and immediately bought a new one during the holiday. While the website also has a used section, they were still good while most, if not all, are dirty, slightly torn, or a mess. It was there that he found it as it was still in mint condition. “It gives unlimited flexibility and stretchability to you when worn!” the description states. Without hesitation, caught by the brand’s description, and in his budget, he immediately buys it and now has to play the waiting game.
The product arrived just a few days later and was giddy to wear it as it is now in his possession to wear it. The moment he opened the box, he held the sealed and new unitard in his hands as his eyes were beaming with joy. However, there was not only one, but three! Two dark blue unitards and red one in two different bags in his hands.
The moment he opened the bag, his sense of smell was hit by the new rubber scent which made him sigh as it linger in his nose, enjoying the scent. Feeling the stretchy material after pulling it out never felt so wonderful. Of course, Donnie thinks that these tight rubber uniforms are probably not good for exercises, but maybe for wearing it for recreational uses.
However, the moment he gave them a test stretch, and wore them, the unitard was not only extremely stretchable as the description said, but it was also more comfortable as well! Aside from the moderate cold, he can feel the stretchy material hug just the right around his body as it captures every feature of his muscles underneath the rubbery material.
No wrinkles at all. It was also stretchier than what normal unitards made out of any stretchy fabric or material that didn't restrict Donnie’s movements.
Right now, as Donnie wears the unitard. He continues to pose in front of the mirror as he takes selfie pictures with his phone, as the material squeaks when rubbing in contact with each other. He gives it a run with his fingers across his rubber covered muscles as, again, didn’t show any signs of wrinkles. Donnie gets more aroused as he starts rubbing other stretchy fabrics and material as the stretchy uni gave him a different kind of sensual experience.
After looking at his lovely image of himself from the mirror, caressing his hand and loving every moment of the mind numbing sensations, the part of him that is wrapped in the latex unitard starts to feel itchy, but not an unpleasant one. It feels as if every part of his cells are moving frantically as Donnie starts doing light preparation exercises.
The more he moves, his body starts to have more energy than normal when he exercises. His swings were wider, sinks much deeper, and his stretches making him more flexible than ever. What was supposed to be a light gymnastic warm up, into an actual full blown warm up as his body warms up. However, Donnie can feel his body generating heat internally, but the coolness of the unitard is still cold… It’s as if something within the material is making it stay cold, and slowly break through his heating body… But this didn’t stop the athletic man from flexing, posing, and exercising.
Donnie crosses his arms over his head, closing his eyes in the process, and tries to flex his upper body to the left and right a bit further which causes a person to fall over, or by extremely rare cases, break a bone and probably a spine. He felt the same stimulus that stretches his body as his world became upside down, amazed at how flexible he became as he continued to lean more. Already past the point of where the spine should be snapping or at the least fall over and hurt himself. But he didn’t.
He can feel the stimulation continue on as he continues to move his rubbery covered body. In his mind, he thinks of taking it up a notch and seeing how far he can bend and stretch… Eventually, the feeling will fade away as his body will still bend and flex in inhumane ways.
When Donnie opened his eyes after crossing his arms above his head, he was then amazed by what he saw in his upside down view. “Wow!” He exclaims. Eyes wide in shock of what he is seeing. The extremely flexible man is at eye level next to the side of his shins as he is arched to the side and is still in awe of what he sees. Unaware of the changes yet, the straps on his shoulders soon come around the base of his neck and start to spread over his shoulders and armpits. The unitard also starts to spread down past his knees as well and continuing downward.
Thoe torso is still covered by the glossy dark blue rubber unitard, but his muscles are stretched and arched as he is still bent over to an elongated shape of a body, like he is one of those rubber doll toys that can stretch and bend. He didn’t realize it when the rubbery surface, his flesh and bone is now just solid but malleable rubber as the changes continue. “What… What’s happening to me?” He asks himself, unsure if he should be scared, amazed, or aroused of what he is seeing as it is a mix of emotions.
“Wha… What’s happening to me?” He asks to himself as he retracts his body back to normal as the changes continue on. His muscles were still the same as he rubbed his belly in fear as his hand shakes. It was indeed his belly. The ridges of his muscles felt solid, yet at the same time, soft and squishy. It was also sensitive to the touch too. What’s uncomfortable is that he is feeling himself touching his belly. His skin has been turned to rubber! The rubbery surface is his own sensitive skin, however, he did not realize it in time as he was having so much fun doing his exercises with his new unitard.
Donnie looked at the mirror and should’ve realized it from the start, but he was too happy to even realize it and was having a fun time with his new outfit. The changing unitard is now past the knees and over his upper arms as the collar of the unitard is just at the base of his neck, almost looking like he is wearing a one piece shorts and shirt as it still spreads over his body, changing him into something else made of rubber that he is now fully aware of as he continues to look at it in the mirror in front of him.
“What’s happening with my unitard?” He continues asking himself as the rubber still spreads. Changing the flesh underneath as it also giving him that itchy yet pleasant feeling. He groans as he blush while he tugs and pull at the crawling rubber edges in wild panic and slight arousal making him blush as well. “Nnn… Need… To. Take. It. Off….” He groans as he still tries to take it off, which is in vain as the rubber is slowly becoming his skin. It didn’t hurt while he keep stretching the rubber. It actually feels pleasant. He moans in pleasure with each pull and tug against the living rubber that is covering and merging his flesh.
When he lets go of his new sensitive rubber skin, it snaps back into place and sends a wave of pleasure to his non-existent spine, moaning in pleasure again. He then has a gut feeling of what is happening to his unitard, and himself… It was a transformation. The unitard is transforming him into something rubbery. His flesh was being assimilated by the cold rubber and goes deep into the muscles and bones, fusing and turning them into rubber. As the unitard is still changing him, he feels the strange exuberant energy that was coming along with the changing outfit from within. He feels his muscles become more toned, defined as surface shines like bright beautiful diamonds that it too almost mirrors the dim and warped reflection of the outside world. He wanted to feel happy about it, but the thought of being something foreign, even for his love of rubbery material is scary to imagine.
With panic taking over his mind, he started to fight back and pull the rubbery skin, trying to reject any pleasurable thoughts about it. He only had little time to try and stop the spreading rubber off of him, using whatever methods he can, using water, more pulling, anything that can remove the living material. Already, most of his legs are covered and his feet are left down there as the rubber continues to advance his upper arms and down to his elbows, the progress slow as it reaches to the base of his head, transforming his neck into rubber. Once his feet are engulfed, his toes merge inside the gooey rubber smoothing them out into sock-like feet, the only thing left human and fleshy is his lower arm and hands and his head.
But that was about to change as the rubber soon increased the pace of the change as it crawled over his head. Donnie groans as he feels the mix of pleasure and fear as it reaches his lips. He keeps his lips shut so the rubber doesn’t try to enter, but is in vain as it was passing over. “Nnn… N-No…! Mmm… Mrmm… Mmmph!” He groans as it easily enters his mouth transforming it from the inside, and smoothing out his mouth into a nice dark blue shiny surface and no evidence of the athletic man having a mouth at all. As Donnie’s tongue is coated by the rubber while it continues down his throat and meeting up with the other changing rubber underneath, he can taste it and feel it swelling and merging with the roof and bottom of his mouth, his teeth, then the sides of his mouth, and his throat seal up as well. Somehow, even without his tongue, he can still taste the bizarre rubber in his non-existent mouth.
All of Donnie’s arms are transformed and only his hands are left as the changes around his head reaches to his nose, making him lose the strength to get the living material off of his body and accept his fate. The scent of rubber hitting hard in his nostrils as it climbs up and over, and into the inside, he can feel it seal up and flatten into a smooth surface. Like his non-existent tongue that can still taste the rubber, he can smell it with the nasal passage closed up. He lets out muffled grunts and coughs as he couldn’t breath.
He pawed his half-smoothed face with his half-changed rubber hands in one last desperate attempt to rip it off, but was too weak to do so. His arms then went limp with his hands now fully changed. [N… No…] He thinks to himself afraid of what might come next, looking at his nearly changed form for one last time. His vision slowly gets covered in darkness by the rubber go over his eyes. Once it has claimed them, he felt his eye sockets inflate and smooth into an even curve with the rest of his smooth face. His ears too had the same fate leaving smooth flat sides and the last of his flesh and hair on top of his head was last changed. Where Donnie used to stand, in front of the mirror is now a featureless but muscled being made of dark blue rubber standing. Then fell forward as it was unmoving…
Time passes… The rubbery being that used to be Donnie, lets out a muffled groan as his vision slowly comes back while he slowly gets up to his feet, thinking it was some weird dream. His body makes squeaking sounds as he moves. He brought his rubber covered hands in front of him and couldn’t find any flesh anywhere. Not even his fingernails survived the onslaught of the change. It was all dark blue rubber. [Wha… I’m… I’m still dreaming right?] He asked himself mentally as he flexed his rubbery fingers, then gave his arm another tug and snap. Hoping it would wake him up. It didn’t. Instead, it gave Donnie a pleasurable shiver through his body. The rubber man then looked at his reflection, and let out a short muffled yelp as he was astonished. Yet, his featureless face wouldn’t allow him to make any facial gestures or emotions.
“Mrmmph mm…?” He tried to say, “What has happened to my body?” But all that came out was unintelligible muffled noises that vibrated where his mouth was. That almost felt like a low growling engine with some emotion in it. There was no sign of flesh or hair anywhere on his rubbery dark blue body, from head to toe. He caught the sound he made where his mouth was, and tried to speak again, still muffled noises that vibrated his lower rubbery head; opening and closing his sealed mouth. The reflection of his new self didn’t show his blank head moving aside from turning or tilting it. [No! This isn’t real!! It has to be a dream!!!] He tries to blink, but his non-existent eyes wouldn’t let him as he still stared at his featureless reflection. He was like one of those cheap featureless mannequins that you would find in a fashion store. No facial features or even a hair or whatsoever. Only a smooth oval-like shape of a head. And sock-like feet at the bottom of it.
Donnie can still smell and taste the rubber even when not having a nose or a mouth. They were stronger than before when he was still wearing the unitard. He thought he was gonna die from it, but he is somehow still alive. [I… I guess this is the new me…] He mentally thought to himself. Accepting it. Donnie then puts a rubbery hand on the mirror and one on top of his smooth head, he watches three of his fingers bend and snake in inhuman ways wincing on what he is witnessing. At the same time, he stretches his head with one last hope that he is just wearing some sort of faceless hood that the rubber encased him in groans as his view becomes stretched. He then lets go of his stretched head as that last hope is dashed and groans in defeat.
As he still looks at himself and lets his hands roam around his rubber body, he notices his sense of touch is heightened all over from head to toe tip. His sense of hearing is not muffled. Instead, it was rather acute. His sights are also clear as well, like watching one of those hi definition TVs. Maybe even more clearer than before.
Looking down, unintentionally, after looking at his reflection, he notices his genitals had become a bulge thanks to the unitard that is now hanging between his legs. His face would be red by blushing if they can, but can no longer do it. Donnie was hesitant at first to rub it, wondering if they’re still there somehow. The moment he touched and rubbed it, it was more sensitive than his body and shivers as he feels that sexual energy welling up down there. He then gives it a good grip as it sends a pleasurable ripple throughout his glossy and shiny body, also making him make muffled moans of pleasure.
He then feels empowered and excited as he feels this strange omnipotent and liberating feeling deep within his rubbery body as his despair and gloom is soon awash by new and positive feelings. He extends his arms that were once restricted by human joints and bones that were once there, it stretches and bends in a wiggly or snake-like movements that would’ve broken major bones into many pieces as he wraps his arms over his torso. He then stretches his fingers and wraps them around his bulge giving them a nice squeeze with one hand and the other hand over his left pec also squeezing them as he moans more as he is enjoying this more of being this flexible and free.
Donnie’s thoughts of reasoning were pushed away by the never ending waves of pleasure. The rubber man could’ve passed out from the shock if he still had his human brain as he continues to squeeze his bulge and pec and his arms still wrapped around his torso, giving him a greater stimulation throughout his body as Donnie’s bounds of reason came off very easily as he play with his stretchy rubber body by rubbing, bending, flexing, and caressing while also stretching himself.
He continues enjoying this as he does not feel fatigued or hurt as he continues to stretch the limits of his featureless form, feeling free. After stretching/flexing his neck back as far as he can, he started to stretch his whole body into inhumane ways, twisting and turning, wrapping himself around with his elongated and snakey limbs almost into a knot as he moans in glee out loud and stays slightly knotted as his blank head is rubbing his bulge.
As he continues pleasuring himself for a few minutes of his tangled rubbery body, however, it becomes several hours and his body is still a tangled mess as he still squirms and moans. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. His squirming mess of a body stops. “Hey, Donnie, you there? Can I see the magazine I lent you the other day?” his friend called out from the otherside of the door.
[Crap, it’s Jeremy!] Donnie mentally panicked. He then looks at himself as he is a tangled mess. He then tries to untangle himself and hide, but in his panicked state, he was having a hard time. His body makes lots of squeaking noises causing Jeremy to be curious of what is happening in Donnie’s room. His friend then tries to open the door. There was no time for him to untangle himself and look around the room to hide! He then found the cardboard box that contained his packages, and used it to hide himself, squeezing every part of his body like an octopus and trying not to moan in pleasure enjoying his squeezed form, as his blank face was pressed against his bulge.
“Donnie? You here?” He called out just as he opened the door and stepped inside. There was no one around. “Strange… Wasn’t he here? And I swear I heard a lot of squeaking sounds coming from here.” He says to himself. He then shrugs and notices the red stretchy unitard on the floor, unopened. “Oh, he got a new uniform… Is that made of rubber?”
In the box, Donnie was resisting the urge to moan, not even squirm to give away his position. He then hears the sound of the red unitard package being picked up. He wanted to at least peak his head out to see it, but again, doesn’t want to give away his position if he peaks out. But at the same time, he does want to see his friend wear the unitard.
[Please Jeremy, I want you to wear it, I want you to wear the rubber unitard and be like me!] He mentally pleads to Jeremy, as in hopes he hears Donnie’s mental voice. As Jeremy inspects it in his hands, his urge to come out of the box was getting stronger as he wanted to witness his friend become the same thing. Letting his urges win, he carefully and slowly crawl out of the box, trying not to make sounds as his limbs come out first before fully getting out for his friend to see…
