2017-03-06 - spike - Oh god what a suit 2

Author: spike
Title: Oh, god, what a suit! 2
Date: 06 March 2017

Almost as soon as the earplugs had permanently attached themselves to him, the lights went out.

He was standing, frozen to the spot, his ears in agony, his mind in turmoil. And now the only voice he had was his internal one, he’d never speak again.

How could this be happening to him? Could he really just be nothing but a rubber plaything now? Permanently encased in a suit that oh god it still felt so good though, was it really that bad? To be sealed in this, the most exquisitely perfect item of bondage he’d ever encountered?

But what about his friends? He was single but he still had family. His brother, his parents! His job!

Not that he liked his job that much, he had to admit that to himself, and now he had a new job, a job he’d always fantasised about and it was a job for life.

His mind flipflopped for hours but slowly, another concern reached his consciousness. Whatever the shop assistant had sprayed… It was wearing off. He was beginning to feel the intrusions in his throat and anus.

For the rest of the night all other thoughts fled. His arse was stretched well beyond anything it was used to and felt like it was tearing itself in two. His throat! For the rest of the night he remained in agony, attempting to heave but failing to do so, attempting to squirm but prevented from moving an inch. Added to that, in the later stages of that hellish night, he began to feel the urge to piss.

“Fine. I’ll just piss on the floor.”

But nothing came, the pressure continued to build but something was blocking him, he couldn’t even do that.

Then the lights came on.

The assistant stood before him again, an evil grin on his face. His hand reached behind him and produced a pair of long rubber gloves which he placed on number four’s hands, rolling them up above the elbow.

Suddenly, he could move, well, his forearms could at least.

“The rubber shields the arms from the light, before you ask. Rather clever trick picked up by slave one quite early on. He even tried to escape, the idiot. God, did he suffer for that. I’ll warn you now though, putting on a rubber suit over that won’t help. Oh, it might allow you to move unhindered but every single bodily function is now utterly out of your control.”

He produced the laptop again and four began to type.

“Please sir, I’m in agony. My throat! My arse! And I’ve not been able to piss all night!”

“Yes. Quite. Well I did say all your bodily functions now require permission. I control them now, not you. You’ll piss when I permit it. You’ll eat and drink when I permit it. You’ll never shit though, as I said, you’ll be flushed out. I advise you now. Obey my every order. Until my Master takes final possession of you, I am your Master.”

“Anything, but please, the pain!”

“The pain in your arse will subside within the day. I will not interfere with that. Consider it your first lesson. There’s more pain in store than that if you disobey. Your throat, similarly will adjust to its new additions in time. Those, again, I will not interfere with. You’ll just have to put up with them. You’re in for a lot more pain and discomfort today than that. But yes, I will permit you to piss. And you can think of me as Alpha. That is my name, given to me by my Master, just as four is yours.”

“What did you mean, a lot more pain?”

“Follow me if you want to piss.” Alpha yanked the laptop away and reached around the door.

The suit relaxed. He could move. Oh god, he could move. He bent. He stretched. Then the urge to piss became overwhelming again and he ran after Alpha.

Alpha led him to a tiled room with a drain in the middle of the floor.

“Stand there.”

He did so, he didn’t seem to have any choice. The suit froze again, as did the arms the moment Alpha yanked off the gloves.

Alpha held the fob up to his face this time, his thumb on one of the buttons. He pressed it and the piss immediately began to flow. God that was a relief. Oh god that felt good. He would’ve knelt and kissed Alpha’s boots if he could’ve moved right then.

“It’s time for your first cleaning. Inside and out. I advise you now, clamp your eyes tight. The fluid is designed to strip away your hair after all. It’s been designed not to damage your eyes, but it’ll still sting to high heaven.”

Four felt something, a sharp click like a vacuum cleaner hose snapping into place on his head, then something… A slight change in his arse, not enough to relieve the pain. Another sharp click down there.

Alpha stepped before him, removed the cap from his mouth tube and placed a funnel, with a twist, that snapped into place too.

He poured something… It looked like a gloopy grey gunk. It began to flow into his stomach.

He felt liquid pouring onto his head. He followed the advice though and clamped his eyes shut.

At the same time, his arse began to fill even more. More liquid.

“Enjoy, number four. This is your life now. Goodbye. The cycle takes approximately two hours.”

Alpha left the room.

His bowels began to fill. Oh god, he didn’t know how much he could take but it just kept pumping and pumping. But that wasn’t the worst of it.

The fluid pouring down his head, his body, his legs. It began to fill the suit completely and it burned. It began as an itch just couldn’t scratch but within ten minutes his skin was on fire and he couldn’t do a thing about it, frozen to the spot as he was.

When Alpha had said he’d be in for pain and discomfort today he’d had no idea just how bad it could be. Then his stomach started complaining. His bowels spasming.

Suddenly, the pump stopped. His bowels were in agony, his skin was in agony and whatever had been fed him wasn’t helping much either.

The whatever it was that’d been pumped into him rested there for another he didn’t know how long when with a… He would’ve almost called it a whoosh, the pressure released and his bowels emptied. God he’d never felt so empty. Even with the huge plug up his arse.

There was a click.

“Cycle one completed number four. Get ready, it’s not over yet. Oh, and what I just fed you was a polyethylene glycol preparation. One of the powerful ones that leaves its victims projectile shitting. It totally cleans out everything in the digestive tract. And I mean everything. You have no need of any of that friendly bacteria anymore. By the time we’re done with you, you’ll be sterile inside and out. The food you will be given contains all nutrients required for perfect health and nothing more. You’ll be kept fit and healthy for the rest of your life and if my Master has anything to do with it that will be for a very long time.”

The bowel cycle began again and all the while, his skin continued to burn. Every inch of skin from head to the tips of his fingers and toes, his cock was particularly screaming at him. He was in hell! This was worse than hell! And he had to go through this on a weekly basis?

He felt a change then, the fluid inside the suit began to drain away. The burning didn’t stop but at least the cause of it seemed to be going. Then another change, more fluid.

This time it didn’t burn though. Instead it appeared to sooth. Every inch of him it touched, the pain subsided. His skin began to recover. Again, this fluid filled the suit and then sat there for a while. Again, a click.

“My Master is a merciful man. The pain was necessary but the balm will ease any further discomfort you may suffer once it’s done its thing. And believe me, if you thought the suit felt good before, wait until you’ve completed the cycle. You have no idea how good it’ll feel once it rests fully on your body again after the last of the preparations have been flushed away. No hair to get in the way, fresh new skin. I guarantee you’ll never want out.”

Another click.

The second bowel cycle was completing too. Everything draining away.

The trials of that morning left him exhausted, coupled with not getting any rest the night before he fell asleep. Even the plug and tubing weren’t enough to prevent it now.

He completely missed the final parts of the cycle, flushed out three times with soapy water, twice more with pure warm water and then hot air blown in to dry him out.

He awoke to find himself falling into Alpha’s arms.

Alpha helped him to his feet.

“Fell asleep, eh?”

Four made a typing gesture.

“Very well. Follow.”

They went back into the room back room again and Alpha held the laptop for him.

“Please! I can’t handle that again! Certainly not weekly. I’ve never felt a pain like it!”

“Don’t worry, four, the solution this morning was concentrated. It had to be. It had a lot of work to do. Normal cleaning is much gentler. It’ll cause a tingle, not a burn. How does the suit feel now?”

He hadn’t even noticed but god, he was right. It felt amazing. It clung to every inch of his completely hairless skin. Caressed him. Now, with a bald head too even that felt amazing. It felt like… He didn’t know what like but it was heaven now.

“Oh my god!”

“And it’s on you for life. Still think it’s not worth it? Now follow me. We began the cleaning at six. It’s now nearly ten. Opening time and time to get you on display in the shop.”

“You mean, I’ve got to just stand there, locked in place again?”

“Of course. But you’ll see the shop in operation, see all the people walking around admiring you.”

“What if I need to piss again?”

“Well you know that’s impossible now. They won’t detect a thing. Now follow me.”

“I don’t want to be a shop dummy!”

“What you want is irrelevant. Follow me or suffer.”

Again, the keyboard was yanked away before he could make any more objections and Alpha walked out onto the shop floor.

“What more could he possibly do to me after this morning? Sod it, I’m not budging.”

Alpha turned to see four still in the back, he returned and pushed another button on his fob.

“I did warn you. You’ll do what I say, when I say it.”

Suddenly, he couldn’t breath. It was as if the nose tubes had shut off. He began to panic, he sank to his knees and began to thrash about, desperate for air. He didn’t know how long he was in this state before Alpha walked up to him, knelt by him and held up the fob.

“Do you agree now? Every command, instantly?”

In desperation, four nodded.

“Good.” Alpha pressed his fob again and suddenly air. He could breath again.

“Now follow me.”

Alpha walked back onto the shop floor to a large display case facing the counter.

“Now step inside. The glass is there for two reasons. One, to prevent curious fingers, we don’t want them to feel the warmth of a human after all do we? The other, to protect the customers from the ultraviolet light that will flood the case. Don’t worry. The goggles protect your eyes from it. Now in!”

Resigned to his fate, four stepped into the case.

“Now stand like this. Feet one foot apart, arms by your side. Head facing directly forward.”

The moment he took that stance, Alpha reached down, flicked a switch and closed the display case. It locked with a click.

Four froze solid yet again.