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Story for the Images:

.:01:.
Ethan sat down in the newest club in town, two drinks in hand. It had been a long week, but he was ready to unwind and relax. As he leaned back, a dancer in a bright red latex catsuit walked out and started dancing. The latex catsuit was polished to perfection showing off every single one of her voluptuous curves and reflected the shifting lights in a dazzling way. Someone passed in front of Ethan and sat down beside him, but he barely noticed. The dancer's hips swayed back and forth, her hands caressing up and down her curvy body. Ethan wasn't sure if he'd blinked for a solid minute before a person next to him cleared their throat snapping him out of his daze. Embarrassed, Ethan took a long drink before turning his attention to the lady holding a tablet beside him.

She was smiling, so he smiled back and she spoke up. "Welcome! Is this your first time here?", she asked in a chipper tone. Ethan nodded, unsure what to say before taking another drink. The blue light from her tablet reflected off of her torso and her attire said she was here for business. Ethan turned back to the dancer, memorized again by her movements before he responded, "She's...quite the dancer." The "sales" lady perked up even more at his response and re-positioned her tablet after reading it. Looking back at Ethan, she said, "Why, yes she is! Would you care for some one-on-one dance lessons from her?" She continued talking but Ethan was entranced again by the dancer's movements. He distantly heard something about, reading, signing, and very important, but it was all lost to the sounds of the club and the near trance the dancer had him under. When he looked back, she was holding out her tablet motioning him to sign with his hand print. He shrugged internally and signed without thinking. "Great!", the sales lady said as she popped up out of her seat. Ethan looked back for the curvy dancer, but she was already gone. "If you will follow me, this way," the sales lady motioned. Not knowing what else to do, Ethan grabbed his drink and followed her to a pair of double doors.

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Ethan followed the lady through a pair of double doors and she motioned him into a bright room. Stepping inside, there was a large glowing platform surrounded by equipment. Captivated by all the sterile white equipment, Ethan jumped as the business ladies voice came in a little loudly over a speaker. "Please remove your clothing and step up on to the platform," she instructed as if this was a completely normal thing. Ethan blinked a few times before responding, "Uh, do what now?" A quick sigh came over the mic before she responded, "It was in the contract you signed, you can't take dance lessons in anything but our provided attire. Didn't you read the document you signed?" Unsure what to do, Ethan thought for a second before deciding that nothing bad could really happen from a change of attire, so he removed his clothing and set them on the cart nearby.

Stepping up on to the platform, the hum of machines buzzed through the room and lights flared up. Two clawed arms extended from the ceiling and gently grasped Ethan's wrists. "Just relax and breathe normal," came the ladies voice over the loud speaker. Taking a deep breath, Ethan relaxed as he stared up at the claws still holding his arms in the air. He felt a material starting to wrap tightly around his skin as a ring started lifting up around him. Looking down, he saw a latex like material was shrink wrapping around his legs. He had to admit, it felt rather good and fit incredibly tight. Trying to relax Ethan took another deep breath as the latex continued to slowly wrap around his body.

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As the ring continued over Ethan's body, almost every inch was covered by tightly wrapped latex. All except for his masculine parts. Strangely, his face and body felt like it was gently tingling. Despite the mildly humiliating situation, Ethan felt rather turned on, but still called out as his shaft began to harden no matter how much he imagined cold showers and baseball. "Hey, umm, I think your device missed a spot?", he called to the lady running the machine. A giggle came over the intercom that was quickly masked by a cough. "Let me take a.... Oh...my...," she replied in a teasing voice, "I guess it did." The ensuing silence hung heavily in the air for what felt like ages to Ethan before he prompted for a follow up, "And?" The business lady cleared her throat and responded, "Oh, don't worry, we'll soon take care of that too." Just as she finished her response, more robotic arms hummed to life grabbing various pieces of new equipment and the chair behind Ethan began to slowly move toward him.

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As the ring finished passing over Ethan, his whole body felt as though it was tingling with sexual excitement. The seat finished moving behind him and he was instructed to sit in the chair. His shaft was burning with desire and the rest of his body felt so incredible. Sitting down, he placed is legs on the supports and tried to calm down his desires but every second he spent in the suit only made it worse. Mechanical arms descended again with hoses that were attached to the suit on his chest and legs. The last arm brought over a glass looking bulb that was placed over his pulsing shaft and connected through tubes below the chair.

Seconds later, the upper tubes filled with a blue fluid that flooded into the suit and quickly absorbed into his skin. The more of this blue fluid that his body absorbed the more amazing it felt. Trying to resist giving in to his desires, Ethan could feel the pleasure building in his throbbing shaft and finally he could hold it back no longer. The resulting orgasm shook him to his core, but wouldn't stop. The more fluid that passed into the suit the longer the orgasm lasted and the better it felt. Load after load of cum squirted into the glass blub and was quickly carried away by the system it was attached to. Shaking and panting Ethan could feel his body starting to change and each mind-blowing orgasm only drove that transformation forward, making him want more.

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Ethan's body felt as though it was constantly buzzing with a strong orgasmic energy. Each release from his shaft felt better than the last and seemed to be the catalyst to the transformation. As his male anatomy shrank, his breasts and hips started to grow. The hair on his head slowly lengthened as it changed color as well. His skin took on a softer appearance and his body slowly transitioned to a more hourglass appearance. He might have stopped for a second to consider his situation if it wasn't for the constant pleasure that was washing through his body in crashing waves that only made him desire more. He glanced to his right, taking note of the bars filling up on the monitor signifying the transformation progress. Barely able to focus, he turned back and looked at his changing body, just as another wave of fluid was administered to the suit and absorbed into him. He tried to watch, but the rush of orgasmic delight made him toss his head back and moan in the most feminine voice that had ever escaped his lips. His body quivered and shook from the pleasure, expanding inside of his latex catsuit squeezing it around his new curves even tighter.

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Ethan's body felt as though it was constantly buzzing with a strong orgasmic energy. Each release from his shaft felt better than the last and seemed to be the catalyst to the transformation. As his male anatomy shrank, his breasts and hips started to grow. The hair on his head slowly lengthened as it changed color as well. His skin took on a softer appearance and his body slowly transitioned to a more hourglass appearance. He might have stopped for a second to consider his situation if it wasn't for the constant pleasure that was washing through his body in crashing waves that only made him desire more. He glanced to his right, taking note of the bars filling up on the monitor signifying the transformation progress. Barely able to focus, he turned back and looked at his changing body, just as another wave of fluid was administered to the suit and absorbed into him. He tried to watch, but the rush of orgasmic delight made him toss his head back and moan in the most feminine voice that had ever escaped his lips. His body quivered and shook from the pleasure, expanding inside of his latex catsuit squeezing it around his new curves even tighter.

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Transformative fluids continued to rhythmically pump into the suit, absorbing into Ethan's skin. Before long the device covering his shaft fell to the seat below as his penis had shrunken too small to support it. Each expansion of his breasts sent shivers of pleasure rushing through his body. He could feel them heavily bouncing on his chest as they continued to grow in size. The latex suit felt so perfect and tight around his skin hugging every new curve. Finally, he felt the chair start to tilt forward as if to dump him out on the pad he originally stood on. The orgasms wracking his body made his muscles almost useless and he slid forward on to the floor moaning and panting from each shift his body took toward the opposite gender. The ladies voice came over the loud speaker again, "Phase 1 Complete, moving on to pleasure testing analysis."

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Landing on the pad he had previously stood on, Ethan struggled to support himself as his muscles were and body were constantly quivering from the transformation process. Ethan managed to support himself on his knees as the mechanical arms around the room added two more connections on his still expanding hips. More transformative fluids rushed in sending another wave of delight through his body and eliciting a shaky moan. Panting and struggling to stay upright, Ethan looked back at the sound of another mechanical arm which hosted a pulsing a vibrating penis shaped head. "Beginning pleasure analysis," came the ladies voice over the speakers. "I... I'm not sure I can take much mo...," Ethan tried to get out between breaths before the vibrating shaft slid inside his new and incredibly wet pussy. Shivers of pure delight rippled through him as the shaft slid in and out vibrating at random intervals and surging his transformation forward.

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Eventually, Ethan could hold himself up no longer and fell to side and rolled on to his ass. The machine didn't skip a beat continuing its vibratory attack on his unimaginably sensitive pussy. "Increasing size and intensity," came the ladies voice over the loud speaker again. He barely had a second to process the words before the shaft inside him expanded and the vibration intensity deepened. The result sent an orgasmic wave through his body like he'd never experienced before. Eyes rolling back and moaning, Ethan's whole body quivered and shook as his transformation continued on. His breasts hung heavily on his chest and his thighs and ass were massive. Barely able to focus, Ethan just heard the sound of a door opening behind him before further sounds were drowned out by his shaking pleasured moans that once again filled the room.

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Ethan's moans echoed through the room as the dancer in a red latex outfit stepped into the room. Her heals clicked across the floor and stopped before she finally spoke up. "Doctor?" she said simply. The room microphone popped on and it sounded as if it was grabbed in a scramble while being nearly knocked over. "Y..Yes Director?" came the lady in the back's voice as if she was in serious trouble. The Director looked back at the window the Doctor was behind for a few seconds before speaking up, "How do you expect my dancers to dance if they can barely hold up their chests?" The Doctor in the back, stuttered and stammered over the mic for a bit as if unsure what to say. She'd clearly done this before. It was as if she'd been enjoying herself just as much and was now being caught in the act. Finally, with a resigned sound in her voice, the Doctor responded, "Applying reduction serum." The blue tubes turned to red as the transfusion was administered to Ethan's catsuit.

Panting and exhausted from the experience, Ethan looked up at the director who was standing over him. She bent down and removed the mechanical pleasuring arm from his quivering pussy. She checked the monitor before looking back at Ethan to speak, "Ethan, was it? I think Etha will do from now on. You appear to be almost finished, perhaps I can help you with that." With a hungry look in her eyes, the Director spread apart Etha's legs and dove down below with her tongue. It danced across Etha's quivering pussy lips and her clitoris was sucked with incredible expertise. As Etha's breasts and hips slowly reduced to a manageable size, the pleasure between her legs built at an unbelievable rate. She started shaking and quivering once more, moaning in delight as the Director fingered, sucked, and played with her puffy sensitive pussy lips. Finally, Etha felt the pleasure reach it's peak. Her body hummed with the most intense sexual desire before a wave of orgasms crashed through her whole body. Every muscle in Etha shook with pure bliss as orgasm after orgasm washed through her from the Directors oral play.

.:10:.
The Director stepped back, enjoying the scene of Etha quivering in delight as her transformation completed. Stepping over to the console once more, the director pressed a few buttons and the tubes attached to Etha's catsuit disconnected with a hiss and a pole emerged from the center of the pad. The latex self-healed into a perfectly smooth and shiny surface which was both impressive and mesmerizing to look at. Etha saw the Director's red latex reflection in her suit as she approached her again, offering a hand to help Etha up. Etha stood, slightly shaky at first, but quickly gained her balance in her new body. Turning to look at the director who was looking Etha up and down as if inspecting a new piece of equipment, the director stated with a smile, "It's time for your dance lessons."

Stepping in front of the pole, the Etha was surprised but certainly not disappointed to feel the directors body press up against hers. "Follow my lead," the director instructed once more and began rocking her hips. Back and forth Etha moved to the rhythm of the Directors body. She felt the Director's hands slowly roaming over her new curves. The more Etha moved the better it felt. A pleasure, not unlike the building of an orgasm, slowly started to radiate through her body. Etha let out a shaky breath and the director spoke into her ear. "So, you can feel it?", she asked, "The more you dance, the better the suit will make your body feel. Do you want more?" Etha whispered a yes of approval and a nod before the director released her body and said, "Then show me what you can do," while motioning to the dancing pole behind her and taking a seat in the chair.