DAY 01
I gasped sharply as the hot spray from multiple jets slammed my naked body yet again. The liquid did trickle down my form, but it dried rapidly, that plus the fact that the jets kept firing at me at regular intervals meant that the coating was setting quick. The first coating. My heart hammered in my chest at the anticipation of further spraying; further drying; further loss. My body was locked in the sort of frame that splays you out like Da Vinci's "Vitruvian Man". There was no escape, nor did I really wish to.
My torso was rounded and feminine. I had been attempting to transition between the two main genders before I gave up.
I shriek as the jets scald me again, the latex slowly melding into the prior spray slowly forming a shell.
For this process, bits of me have been emphasized for the future use I will be placed in. This emphasis has been laden out by means of plastic injection, into my lips, my nipples and areolas, the ring of my anal aperture and the veining tracing up and down along my penis. These injections have served to plump up and set rigid these parts of my body like sealant.
The spray blasts me again. I can't even arch away from it. Every bit along the profile of me is set into the frame and the jets spray the latex at every angle. It has even coated my shaven head, down over my face. I see nothing and all I hear is the raucous hiss of the jets when they fire.
My genitalia had been shriveling away to nothing through the use of transitional hormones. But the apparatus that they have rigged around my cock is ensuring that its size will be considerable for pleasure. There is a tight harness around my testicles to plump up the sac and ensure it is bloated at all times. There is a sleeve around the shaft of the penis and a sort of infrastructure of a cage built round the sleeve. A long tube has been inserted deep into my urethra. This tube once exiting my penis has been stretched back along the shaft, mindful of kinking and then snaked up my body between my breasts; held strategically in place by taping. All, of course being coated in the latex. Right now, my shaft juts out farther than it ever had in its natural erect state.
My fingers have been slenderized and elongated to an almost alien-like quality. The finger pads broadened and flattened to resemble the pads on the webbed toes of frogs. I have been allowed flexibility in the fingers and when I press them together, they almost feel like suction cups.
Minute subcutaneous devices have been inserted under the skin in a few places; the lips again, the nipples, genitalia and anal ring. I am under the impression that these machines are programmed to vibrate and stimulate by remote.
