She was sliding her mouth down on it until she it disappeared. The saying "practice makes perfect" went through Page's mind while she walked byThe fou...th alcove held a slave in latex. She was covered in white latex. Her arms were bound behind her back in a single glove. Her legs were in latex pants with matching white boots laced up to her knees. Her breasts were bare but she wore a very tight hood that must have cut off sight and sound completely. Only the heavy steel collar attached to the. I flingthem away from the tub. My old bandages are stuck on my skin. I peelthem off, carefully unwrapping them. Threads of slime drip away. Thickpink skin appears. I can see vertical lines going down what should bemy legs.I'm puzzled by my new lower body. I stare at my strange legs. There isnothing to tell that I ever had human legs. Toes, ankles, knees allgone. The outline is there, vaguely human shaped, but replaced bydifferent colored flesh. I feel a strange pulse going up and down mylegs.. What is real and true is the picture used below. It belongs to a friend on XH and the owner has consented to my using it as an illustration of my fantasy.The XH user, Brandnewcouple owns the copyright of this picture and use with my story is by their permission. Please respect the users rights as I do.The Red Towel - Chapter 1I met Mike and his wife Brittany as part of a business trip a few months ago. I travel for meetings and at a dinner party following the first meeting I started noticing. Getting her to tell me more about her sex life or desires I knew would get me excited more and get her possible hot. I said, "So I bet you have some pinned up sexual frustrations then?" sort of jokingly. She said, "O yes!!" with a smile of sorts. She then asked me, "Why are you not out with all these young hot girls in the city on a Friday and here with me?". I said, "O come on, what kind of question is that". She said, "Based on what I felt the other night there are a lot of women that would.