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DDC Rubber J-Doll
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Storycodes: Machine/m; latex; suit; transform; doll; fem; hood; bond; mc; display; nc; X
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DDC Rubber J-Doll by DDC J-Doll Machine/m; latex; suit; transform; doll; fem; hood; bond; mc; display; nc; X

 

I woke up, stretched out, unable to move. Man, was that some party. I felt the cool breeze on my skin which told me I was naked. I always wore skintight costumes to these get-togethers, but someone had apparently decided that I needed to not be wearing it. All right, fine, I was used to kinky fun.

I opened my eyes to try to figure out what I'd gotten myself into this time. A mirror on the ceiling showed me why I couldn't move: I was molded into some sort of form-fitting bed. Someone went to a lot of trouble to bind me, but it felt pretty good.

I looked closer. Why they'd gone to the trouble of shaving me, I had no clue, but it was going to take a while to grow out the beard I loved.

A mechanical voice. "Subject-awakened-final-transformation-beginning"

Before I could say anything, a mechanical arm reached over the bed, grabbed my cock, and clamped a pink sheath over it and my balls before I could get hard - which I was about to do. Just the tip was exposed, swelling a bit.

"Hey! What's going on here?"

"Subject-will-be-silent-during-its-transormation"

Subject? What the?

"Hey! I'm not a subject! I'm Jared Mongrain, and whatever I agreed to, it wasn't this!"

"Subject-is-no-longer-Jared-Mongrain-subject-is-now-J-Doll"

I shut up to think. While I was, arms pulled out a wad of pink rubber and started pulling it up my legs. My cock strained at the sheath, but it was held tight. The machine did it in a way that kept me held fast while it did it. I must have been oiled, or else the suit was, because it slid on easily, but fit very tightly.

The arms got to my hips. My sheathed package was pushed through a hole in the front of the suit. I felt a probing at my rear, and something smooth, big, and lubricated pushed inside me. I wanted to stiffen all over again. No dice. This was beginning to feel pretty good, aside from the J-Doll business.

I looked, and saw something at the top of my shaved head. I couldn't tell what it was, and I couldn't feel it. Strange.

The suit was drawn over my arms and up to my body, leaving puffy sleeves at my upper arms. A hood stretched over my face, but left my eyes, mouth, and nostrils free. It slipped over the thing on top of my head, too. I enjoyed the feeling as it was drawn up tight around my body, but wondered what was coming next as the voice said "Skin-installation-complete-beginning-accesory-installation".

I didn't have to wait long. One hand was freed, only to have a ball mitten slipped over it and buckled in place. The other hand got the same treatment. My fingers were trapped between layers of rubber, but I could still move them until hoses attached to the ends pumped something hot into the mittens - and as it cooled, my fingers were totally immobilized.

My feet were next: they were freed, and ballet boots were pulled over them and my calves, forcing them straight down inside. The laces were drawn tight and sealed together.

"Accessory-installation-complete-beginning-control-device-installation".

"Control device? What the?" The machine didn't even reply.

An arm reached down, and I could see and feel it slipping something into the thing on - and, I guessed, in - my head. My pulse quickened as it dawned on me that I might not have any choices left soon.

"Control-device-installation-complete-activating"

I felt a jolt - and suddenly couldn't move a muscle in my arms and legs. The bed retracted, exposing my body, now sealed in pink latex.

"What are you doing?" I could still talk.

"Control-device-active-beginning-hood-installation".

The arms lifted my head, slid a pink latex shell with a couple of pink and white latex pigtails coming out of the top behind it, then lowered my head into it. It fit perfectly.

"Opening-subject's-mouth"

My mouth opened without me doing it. Then, the arms placed the front part of the shell over my face. I could feel connections being made, and I could see myself again. A soft tube slid all the way into my mouth, clear to my throat, and a hard ring held my teeth apart. I looked at myself. The front of the hood had a large legend, DDCRD, across the front, and a huge mouth hole.

"Hey! Stop!" I didn't ask for this!" My voice sounded about like me, but electronically filtered, and came out even though I couldn't actually use my mouth.

"Hood-installation-complete-testing-power-switch"

A finger pushed a red button. My vision and hearing cut off instantly, and I couldn't do anything but breathe. Before I could even try to scream, it came back.

"Power-switch-functioning-correctly-beginning-accessory-installation-phase-2"

A pink corset was clamped around my waist and tightened, squeezing me tight, but not to the point I had trouble breathing. A second one went around my neck, holding my neck stretched a little and my head very firmly in one position. Once that was done, huge fake breasts were glued to my chest - and I could feel the fingers as though they were real.

"Accessory-installation-phase-2-complete-installing-restraints"

Black rubber straps were fastened around my arms and waist and legs and boots and buckled tight, with plenty of D-rings to secure my body with.

"Restraint-installation-complete-beginning-final-securing"

A lock was placed in every buckle: the cuffs, the corsets, the hood, the boots. Every lock had a little nozzle that injected something into it, and I realized that those locks were never, ever getting undone.
That, more than anything, told me that I wasn't getting out of that suit.

"Final-securing-complete-installing-external-control-interface"

I didn't expect what came next. Rather than some weird device, the arms came out and fastened a delicate, finely-made necklace around my neck, with a large, glittering diamond in front.

"External-control-interface-installation-complete-activating-final-restrictions"

I felt another jolt in my mind. I tried talking, but nothing came out.

"J-Doll-transformation-complete-doll-will-exit-transformation-facility"

My body walked itself out of the room without me doing it. I didn't even waver a little bit in my new ballet boots. I stepped outside, to the approving looks of several people there. I walked into the middle of the room, knelt, and then my voice did activate:

"Dolly offers greetings.
Dolly's chat is limited.
How may dolly serve?"

 

16.10.11

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