Life's Changes Ch. 12
Date: 12.04.2009
Keywords: Life's, 12, Changes, Ch.,
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All I needed to do was think about what I wanted the suit to look like and it would change its shape and its dimensions (even its color) into whatever I desired. She said it was similar to how I make the suit 'melt' into my skin to expose whatever body parts I want to uncover. I stood in front of the mirror and concentrated on the suit 'morphing' into a latex mini skirt with knee high latex go-go boots, and a low-cut latex tank top. Instantly a tingly wave came over me as the suit responded to my command and 'morphed' into the outfit I desired. I further tested out the 'morphing' ability of the magic cat suit by having it change from rubber to leather. Again, the tingly feeling came over me as it changed from rubber into leather. I didn't care for the way that outfit looked in leather, so I 'morphed' it back into rubber.
I noticed that in every case, no matter what material, or what shape or color I had the suit 'morph' into, the inside of the outfit (the part touching my skin) always stayed rubber. If the outside appearance was leather, or a material such as cotton, denim, silk or whatever, the inside surface touching my skin always remained rubber. I played around, 'morphing' the suit into different styles and colors and outfits for a while, but my favorite "outfit" is having the suit as its normal, black rubber cat suit form.
With the suit back to normal cat suit form, and the sweat pants and sweatshirt back on to cover my shiny rubber body, I left the antique shop and drove home. All the while during the drive I was thinking about how I am going to handle my (Mark's) sudden, and permanent disappearance, and the sudden appearance of Cassandra, a woman who never existed before yesterday.
"Since I don't ever want to remove the magic rubber cat suit and go back to being mortal (or a man for that matter), I can't exactly go around hypnotizing everyone who ever knew me as Mark into thinking I'm his cousin Cassandra."
"Actually, with the powers this suit gives me, why can't I do that?"
"That gives me an idea!" I exclaimed aloud as I parked in front of my condo. "I can just cast a spell that would totally erase any memory or record of Mark Jameson from existence, and replace those memories and records with ones of Cassandra Jameson instead!"
I hurried inside and got ready to cast my spell. With a snap of my fingers, the old sweats I was wearing vanished from my body, leaving me standing there in all my shiny rubbery glory. With a motion of my hands, I magically made the furniture move out of the way, leaving the center of the room clear. Another quick wave of my hand and the all lights turned off, and the few candles I had decorating the room lit up, their dancing flames casting a soft glow throughout the room. I stood in the middle of my living room, raised my arms up to the ceiling, closed my eyes and concentrated as hard I could. I repeated the words of my spell over and over again. With each repetition of the spell's magical words I could feel the power it was invoking build within me, waiting to be released.
My whole body was shaking and my skin felt as if it were on fire from the power of the building spell. As the cadence of my words quickened and the volume of my voice increased from a low tone to a near screaming wail, a blue-green aura radiated from all over my body as the spell was nearing completion. I realized I was now floating in mid-air, hovering about a foot or two off the ground at this point. Moments later a blinding release of energy shot out from my entire body in all directions, making the room become brighter than the sun on the hottest summer day. When the release ended I immediately collapsed to the floor gasping for air, feeling weak from the amount of mental concentration and magical energy a spell as massive as that took from me. I was still lying on the floor regaining my bearings and my body still felt a tingly numbness all over from casting such a massive spell, but the whole process left me so turned on. It only took a couple of minutes for me to regain my strength, and I said out loud, "Maybe I should have waited a few days to fully adjust to my new body and powers before attempting such an advanced use of magic. I hope I did everything right for the spell to work."
I could feel a throbbing in my groin as my wet, swollen sex rubbed against the tight rubber of the suit. I was so turned on that before I could even attempt to get up off the floor and check to see if my spell worked, I had to take care of myself. I had the suit 'morph' to create a large rubber dildo inside the suit. As the large thick phallus grew to fill my extremely wet cavity I let out a loud shriek. Since I had only been a female for about 20 hours at this point, I had never been fully penetrated by something so thick and long before. I guess you could say that for lack of a better term, I lost my "virginity" that evening as the large rubber cock I magically created "broke my cherry".
It was definitely a pleasurable pain. Once the initial shock was over, I found that all I needed to do was rub my hands over my latex covered groin and rock my hips up and down or sway them side to side and it caused the ribs and nubs of the large rubber dildo inside me to stimulate my extra sensitive pleasure spots and bring me to new heights of ecstasy.
I made the suit "melt" away from my groin and the dildo 'morph' away, back into the rubber of the suit. When the suit responded to my mental command and disappeared to expose my soaked pussy, my nose was filled with the overpowering odor of my musky sex. I breathed in deeply, taking great delight in the erotic smell of my own body.
I placed my fingers into my dripping hole and rubbed at my g-spot and stimulated my clit. I removed my fingers and licked my juices off, relishing each delicious drop. I wanted to continue feeling the fullness and pleasure that the deep penetration with the rubber cock was giving me moments earlier. I snapped my fingers and a large rubber dildo with tiny stimulation ribs and nubs appeared in my hand out of thin air. I eased it inside my cavity and began to trust it vigorously in and out. As I felt the sexual excitement and pressure grow within me, I began to thrust the rubber cock in and out harder and faster as I rubbed at my clitoris with my free hand. The sound of the magic rubber cat suit squeaking and rustling as I moved, and the suction sound of the dildo moving in and out of my body making loud "squishing" sounds with my juices as they lubricated the rubber dick, were as arousing to me as the feeling of it being inside my body.
This was certainly not a time for slow passionate self-gratification or sensual self-exploration. This was purely about pleasure of the flesh and self rubber-love. It was the culmination of having the intense feeling of the suit's powers constantly pulsing within me, coupled with the feeling of the skin-tight rubber pressing and massaging and squeezing against my sweaty skin: charging even my slightest movement with incredible pleasure. It had been hours since my last orgasmic release, and all that pent-up sexual energy was coming to a head right at that very moment.
The electricity-like feeling of the suit's magical powers surging within me; the super tight feeling of the rubber squeezing my beautiful body; the strong smell of the rubber mixing with my own musky body odor all worked together in heightening the already wonderful experience I was having. I was getting so worked up that I was beginning to sweat even more than normal inside the suit. The added feeling of my sweaty skin sliding around inside the wonderfully tight magical rubber cat suit was the final straw that put me over the edge. Soon a barrage of colossal orgasms began to overtake me. I screamed out loud as I came, and I writhed around on the floor as my body tensed and released over and over again in pure ecstasy with the power of the tight rubber suit amplifying every single part of the experience.
I quickly realized exactly how true a statement Korenah made earlier today was: Because of the power of the suit, once I bring myself to the initial point of orgasm, I could keep on having them over and over and over. As long as I keep applying stimulation to my body once I first start to cum, I could keep on repeatedly cumming, over and over again, until I decide I want them stop. After about the tenth or eleventh orgasm in a row I couldn't take any more, so I stopped touching myself long enough for the last waves of pleasure to finish washing over me.
With my gorgeous chest heaving up and down I panted to take in shallow, quick gulps of air. I pulled the soaked rubber shaft out of my body and licked it clean as if it were a lollipop as I lay there reveling in the afterglow of the experience to calm myself down: breathing heavily; and loving every rubbery second of it.
With a snap of my fingers, any wet spots on the floor, or jizz trails on my shiny rubber suit vanished. Another quick gesture of my hand in the air (reminiscent of the kind Samantha did on the old Bewitched TV show) and the rubber dildo vanished, the candles went out, the lights came back on, and all the furniture was back in its proper place as well.
I then "melted" the suit out from under my skin to cover me up again. When I did, the suit absorbed any of my excess sweat that was inside of it, giving my body a very pleasant tingly, prickly feeling as it did. I then stood up from the floor, smiling ear-to-ear like the Cheshire cat: sexually gratified and content.
* PART III *
I wondered if the spell I cast had worked. My first thought was to check my wallet. I went over to the entrance hallway table, where I always put my keys and wallet when I come home, and found a trendy little black leather purse on the hall table where my wallet usually sits. "That's a good sign," I said. I opened my purse and took out the wallet. I opened it and took out my driver's license and began reading the information.
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Keywords: Life's, 12, Changes, Ch.,