I've been turned into a total Rubberman several times. The best was being the Rubber Buddha, hot, sexy, and a bundle of fun. Rubber Bear started with my head, mixing different shades of green with clear (amber) liquid latex in separate containers. He dipped his fingers into the silver bowl once again, and began to turn my bald scalp into the world's ultimate perfect rubber hood. Carefully massaging my head, Rubber Bear began covering my dome, pouring just a little at a time and working the latex into place, moving down my forehead. He guided the green into place with his fingers and thumbs. Due to my hairlessness, there was even further he wanted to go, as he began to fingerpaint the lines of my eyes, the sacs below and the nosebridge between.
After giving me that first chilling coat, Rubber Bear smoothed the green around my skull to get that important first covering. (If you want to do this yourself, a word of warning...I don't have any eyebrows, and neither will you if you get liquid latex in them. Use vegetable oil or Vaseline to avoid the big ouch! Be extra cautious about not getting liquid latex in the eyes themselves.) He starts drizzling the Liquid Latex on his chest, smears it over his nipples, up to his neck. He takes a handfull an drips it on his belly, filling his belly button, around his waist, down his legs. It drips down his thighs, it puddles on the floor. He stands and lets it set for a few minutes. He feels it contracting on his body. He adheres to himself wherever he touches. He loves the strange feeling as he walks around the room and looks in the mirror. He gasps as he sees himself. From there, we proceeded to coat my crotch, arms, then legs. The drying begins in minutes, a gradual tightening that filled every kink and crinkle of my skin. I must admit, the sensations are unique to anything that I've ever experienced. A very moist, cool encapsulation.
On request from Rubber Bear, I took a palm full of the liquid and massaged it all over. It didn't take much goading from the Rubber Bear to smear my waist and hips with cool, green, liquid latex. I felt wonderful as Rubber Bear lifted the bowl to my shoulders and let the liquid green cascade off of my chest, down my belly. Something I've quickly learned, liquid latex across the chest provides an exquisite feeling. The hardening latex was taking on a shiny luster, mixing with the milk like coloration of the fresh pourings. Rubber Bear began smearing my hairless behind with more green, giving me the appearance of wearing a skin tight wetsuits. My legs were the next target for colorization. Once more, the cool feeling as the creamy fluid poured across the bare skin, then that sensual elecricity as we rubbed it smooth across my thighs and calves, watching as the colors deepened through the drying process. We couldn't stop with just the legs...palms full of goo applied to the feet, and don't forget the toes. Seeing how Rubber Bear was trying to be a completist about this, he made sure the bottoms of my feet were taken care of.
I had to be careful now, as my hands would stick to any part of my body I touched. Rubber Bear continued to build up, thus strengthening, the coats. Even naked, I felt as if I were fully clothed, almost as if someone had wrapped me in a universal wetsuit. The constricting feelings as the rubber dried to a uniform tightness, into my pores even, sent sparks up and down my spine. My ears were pinned to the side of my head with just a touch of latex behind the lobes. My forehead and eyebrows area could use just a dab more coloring with different shades of green, and it never hurts to make that rubber just a little thicker. In a mere two hours, Rubber Bear had me transformed. After having no more than a passing acquaintance with rubber fantasy activity, I was standing in an artist's studio as a walking, breathing, sensual work of jade green, marblized rubber sculpture.
Still one more item on the agenda before Rubber Bear could call me a finished product. With a bottle of latex preservative and some cloth, my skin tight rubber was buffed to an intense, sexy gleam. The first time Rubber Bear covered me, I was scared to touch myself for fear of causing some kind of "run." Rubber Bear laid that fear to waste soon enough, as he ran his hands (and mine) over areas of my new suit, surprising me with both its fluidity of motion and its strength. I wish you could've seen the expression on some of our neighbors' faces when they saw me...a naked little green man...in the hallway of Factory Place! The finale was the pose. Would you like to rub my belly and make a wish?
