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Time had passed very slowly for Juliet, every time she turned around; something else had turned into a sexual item - Usually something quite kinky to boot. With her hands curled up in tight rubber balls, her frustration was mounting, and the only thing that brought her back down to earth was the knock on her door. Juliet wobbled over to the door before the thought passed that she had no way of opening it, and just shouted at the door, "It's open!" And she wobbled back to the bed to sit down, helping ease the pain off her toes from the ridiculous en-pointe. Sarah turned the handle and eased herself in normally before everything hit her - The huge waft of rubber hitting her nose to the point that she could taste it, and Sarah became quite overwhelmed, she had never smelled so much in one place! "I got here as quick as I could...I...I really didn't think you were into this kind of stuff-" Sarah gave Juliet a small smile, with a knowing glint in her eye. Juliet shook her head, "Nnn-No no, this isn't what y-you think, s-see-" Sarah cut Juliet off, while eying up that latex-clad body quite thoroughly. "It sure does look like it. I mean, this cannot be your Halloween costume, right? Look at those heels, and those gloves! You can't do anything in those! I stepped on something sticky outside your door, by the way, but it wasn't gum, which is weird." Sarah quickly spouted out, as if Juliet's no-longer-secret "latex fascination" had just opened up Pandora's Box to Sarah. "W-Wait, Sarah, you stepped in something outside my door?" Juliet said with a twinge of panic in her voice, "T-Take off your clothes, everything! Take it all off! Th-That must be what hap-" With Sarah lost in a latex fantasy world, she almost didn't notice Juliet stopped talking, and by the time she got to looking back to Juliet, there was already a classic red rubber ball gag wrapped around Juliet's head, it off-set the black-and-white outfit. "Well I dunno how you did it, but that ball-gag really looks nice on you." Sarah blushed slightly; not thinking for a second on what Juliet was cut-off from saying, other than removing her clothes. "And if this is how you think you're going to get in my pants, or me in yours...Well...I think its working." She said with a soft murr, "...And I think the smell in here...It's a bit much at first, but once you get used to it, and the way you look...Ooh~" she coo'ed sweetly.

Juliet frantically rubbed her balled up fists against the straps, but they simply rolled over without budging the tight straps at all - She had fiddled with light bondage before, but she was on the brink of tears with how frustrating it was to not have usable hands. She gave off a small look of fear, but had an idea, and quickly moved to her computer - She was certain that she didn't close her internet browser, and the mouse was still on, so the whole system booted back up quick. Gesturing for Sarah to sit down, and with high hopes, she might be able to work out some sort of system. They both hardly noticed that Sarah's shoes had already converted into high heels when she sat down. Juliet tried making words, but all the came out were nonsensical noises, and her cheeks flushing a deeper frustrated red, so she gave up and stuck to gestures. The page was still on the Latex pricing, so Sarah seemed a bit confused. "I don't...follow; you bought your latex at the fabric store down the road?" Juliet nodded, gestured at the whole room, pointed at herself, and shook her head. It made sense in her head, but Sarah could barely seem to make sense of it. "You...bought all the latex, but didn't decorate it yourself?" Sarah stood up with a wobble, and grabbed around behind Juliet's head, "I love the gag, but I don't want to play charades," she said in a joking manner, but her fingers couldn't seem to find any buckle at all. "Well how the heck...There's no buckle, how did you get this on?" Sarah took the moment to look down at her shoes, which were now rather tall pony hoof-boots, and were actively forcing her body to shift weight to stand up properly while the rubber shifted her feet and legs so that they appeared to be digit-grade hooves. "What the hell is this!?" Sarah shouted with obvious panic in her voice, and Juliet's eyes went wide, pointing down at those high heel hoof-boots frantically, while making panicked noises. "Stop shouting, I still can't understand you. How do you get these off? How the hell did this happen!" Sarah was in fact, shouting, and sat down in the chair again to try yanking the hoof-heels off. There were no straps, and no apparent way to begin removing them.

Sarah whipped out her phone, dialing up a quick emergency message in a small mass-text to those she knew lived within a mile. "GET 2 JULES HOUSE NOW" The caps lock meant it must be important, at least Sarah hoped through her increasing panic. The message sent, and Sarah returned to the website, "Maybe there's a customer service line, something to explain this!" Sarah practically squealed with fright as the rubber was eating away her pants into nothing, and her thong was being converted with her shirt and jacket into some sort of latex harness. It all happened so fast, much faster than it happened to Juliet, who was busy crying and pawing at her body in various places, trying to get anything to slide off her so that she could help her best friend. Sarah was perusing the screen as quickly as she could, scrolling, and clicking every link possible that might lead to help - When she got to the customer service line, she went to pick up her phone, but her hands were being wrapped by some heavy rubber cuffs and locked to the desk. "Oh SHIT oh SHIT what is THIS!" Sarah yanked and yanked, but the heavy desk was barely moving, and her hands disappeared as matching hooves formed over them. The actual hoof a bright and shiny metal, and there were horseshoe designs on the bottom made of metal as well. "Jules what the fuck is happening!" Panic turned to outright fear, overwhelmed by the rubbery smell and now with the unexpected bondage!? With her arms forward, it was rather hard to look around behind her, let alone down on the ground where Juliet was. The heels had worn out Juliet's poor muscles, and she had collapsed while stepping back from Sarah as the desk turned on her best friend. "NNNMM" was all Juliet could manage, it seemed what helped trip her up was the rubber panties grew some additional 'features' inside of her - Now she had two moderately large plugs inside of her, wiggling with every wiggle of her hips, and every surprising step. The gag morphed as well, while staying a ball gag, it grew a long feather duster. Juliet had longer to deal with everything, but didn't seem any less scared than Sarah - If she was able to get up, she would do everything her handless body could do!

What was happening to Sarah was positively 'worse'. Juliet's vision was partially blocked by the duster, but when she did get a chance to notice and look at Sarah, her entire outfit had gone full-blown ponyplay! With the hoof-boots fully formed and all the way up to her thighs now, giving off a prominent digit-grade appearances, all of Sarah's clothes had been latexified into a multi-faceted harness. A strap went around the tops of each thigh, where they connected from her hips to a belly-button high belt, and a semi-wide strap ran from that same belt, down between her legs, then back up to the belt on the back side - Leaving her fully exposed. A centre strap ran from the tummy-belt, up to a tall posture-collar that kept her head looking straight-forward - An identical strap ran up her back in the same fashion from the belt, and two parallel straps ran from the front centre strap to the rear one, one above and one below her breasts. Each hand had matching pony-hoof gloves of some sort on, the glove length ran all the way to just under her armpits - Similar to the hoof-boots up her thighs. Near where the gloves stopped, in the middle between shoulder and elbow, the wrist-section of the glove connected itself to give Sarah the 'begging' look and rendering her hands even more useless. A bridle adorned her head as well, with multiple straps crossing around and a tall black plume feather reached from the top of the straps towards the ceiling, with a soft rubber bit-gag that would keep her from speaking. Sarah was still locked to the desk, it seemed her hooves growing so much had her somewhat bent over the desk as well, and left her legs spread open, this is how she could see that Sarah had also been given plugs - A buttplug with a nice long ponytail covered most of her view, but she could see the flared base of a plug up front as well. It would've been a rather sexy sight, if they weren't both being wrapped up in heavy layers of latex. Hopefully their friends got the text message, but how would they convey the message that they needed help, and that this wasn't just some sexual romp? Whatever seemed to be doing all of this was just outside the door, and neither of them could get over there to stop them from busting in. Sarah knew now that she may have very well sent an emergency text to her friends that would lead them to a sealed rubbery fate!