Emmas Latex Bimbo Journey Pt 05

Chapter 5 - A Bimbo is born

As Emma and Jenny parted ways after their first night of latex bimbo abandon, they both agreed to meet up as soon as possible to continue their journey. A few days later, Emma receives a steamy voice message from Jenny.

"Hiya sweetheart" Jenny's voice sounding like pure honey

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"I just wanted to thank you for a wonderful evening, it was an incredible experience wearing latex and being rubberized together. I've been thinking about it non-stop ever since."

"Oh Jenny, the feeling is mutual," Emma replies with her own voicemail, enjoying the slightly distant exchange. "It was truly amazing exploring our love for rubber together. But that's not all we can do my lovely little latex bimbo, call me when you are free."

Emma couldn't help but smile at the sound of Jenny's voice, she missed her already and was trying to think of what new adventures they could get up to. Clearly the two latex bimbos were eager to continue their erotic journey in rubber, and Emma couldn't wait to see Jenny again. As Emma became more conscious of the role Jenny was playing in her journey to bimbo transformation she soon began to miss Jonny less, he was gradually fading from the picture, his loss.

Both Emma and Jenny slipped back into the daily grind - work and hassles of normal life, but in the back of both of their minds the imploring voices of their inner bimbos kept invading their consciousness, seducing their thoughts with fleeting visions of pink rubber and hard latex cocks.

Barely a week had passed since their previous rubber encounter and Jenny couldn't wait any longer, "I must tell Emma my news" she whispered breathlessly to herself. She'd done some digging around in the forums and had found mention in the quietest corners of a latex fetish discussion board of a secretive club that opened infrequently, was notoriously difficult to get into but offered a cornucopia of fetish, and had the very occasional treat of.....a rubber bimbo chamber, available to a very select chosen few...... Jenny was trembling with excitement as she picked up the phone and speed-dialled Emma's number.

"Hiya sweetheart!" she chirped, "Guess what? I found out about this amazing club that has a rubber bimbo chamber." "Wow" Emma replies, almost speechless at the revelation.

"We have to go, it'll be an incredible experience. Come on Em, let's do this thing together."

Emma unable to resist Jenny's infectious excitement, begged her to go on and give more detail.

"Well, the not so good news is that we have to find it, there's no public advertisement of it, don't even know where it is, when it opens, who runs it and what we have to do to even get invited." Jenny's voice sounded more deflated with each word as she realized that their undertaking may be more difficult than she initially thought.

"But the good news is that we will be able to do it together, find this club, my gorgeous latex bimbo. As long as we work hard enough, and channel our inner rubber bimbo lust, I am sure we can make it happen," Jenny added with a tinge of excitement in her voice.

"I trust you, bimbo," Emma said softly with a hint of mischief in her voice. "But I have to be honest, this task may require some hard work and preparation."

Jenny nodded in agreement as she listened intently to what her latex lover had to say next. "I'm, like, totally up for this" Emma responded, giggling, channelling her inner bimbo.

The two bimbos-in-waiting spent the following days researching and gathering information about the secretive club they wanted to visit. They browsed through various fetish discussion boards online and contacted individuals who might have valuable insights into getting invited or gaining access to it.

They exchanged information online and over the phone, and Emma couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the idea of going on this latex-fuelled bimbo adventure together.

The breakthrough came that evening, "Emma!" Jenny exclaimed on the phone, "I've got a solid lead!"

"Go on" Emma gasped, barely able to control her excitement.

"Well, it turns out the lady who runs the secretive sessions is called Mistress Carrie. She runs the night at locations she finds on an ad hoc basis." Jenny drawled, her voice laden with inuendo and desire.

"She's difficult to track down but is sometimes at that Fetish Club Night called Slick, have you heard of it?"

"Yes, it's mentioned on one of the forums, isn't it on next weekend?" Emma replied.

"Let's go! Always been attracted to the idea of a fetish club night." said Emma, her voice dripping with anticipation at the idea of exploring her latex fetish in a club environment.

The idea of being surrounded by like-minded individuals and exploring new fetishes at the same time was incredibly appealing, but she had never been able to find a way to make it happen nor had the nerve to go on her own.

Now, with Jenny's lead on Mistress Carrie and her notoriously exclusive rubber bimbo chamber, they were finally getting closer to making their dream a reality.

The excitement of the prospect was almost palpable as Emma and Jenny prepped for their big night at Slick, the fetish club known for its decadent atmosphere and erotic events. They poured over details online on how to dress, behave, and even flirt with potential play partners in rubber.

"Emma" Jenny said, "can I select and buy what latex we'll wear to the club?" her tone imploring.

Emma was intrigued, "Sure! Anything in mind?"

"Nothing too bimbo-like, we want to impress, something black and figure hugging, a take on a club night outfit, but in latex.....erm, tight fitting leggings, killer heels and skimpy tops, to show off our cleavage..."

"Yummy, of course" Emma replied, her voice tinged with desire.

"I trust you, rubber bimbo."

Jenny giggled, "I'll get them sent to yours, we can unpack and dress, maybe play a little, before we head out to Slick on Saturday...."

Jenny got to work, bank card in hand....she found two pairs of incredibly foxy Pleaser heels, black patent PVC, and, then she got to work online browsing in various latex stores, finding some incredibly erotic figure hugging leggings, a halter top for Emma and a tight fitting cami for herself. "Now, we need something to cover us up, especially if it's chilly getting to the club" she thought to herself, embracing the thought of an extra layer of latex.

"My, oh my" she gasped as she found the perfect outer garment, a latex raincoat, shiny, slick and black. "Two of those I think!"

Meanwhile, Emma couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the idea of being dressed in black latex and showing off her new enhanced cleavage. She was eager to step out into the world as a more confident and adventurous version of herself - one who could truly embrace her love for all things latex.

As the week drew on the thrill of it all was almost too much to bear for Emma, and she found herself feeling a little overwhelmed by the possibilities. She was at home alone, trying to get some work done but felt the draw of the playroom more each day. Until now she'd tried her hardest to fight the urge to play in latex, try on outfits and explore some toys.

Friday came around and she was unable to withstand it any longer, smiling inwardly as she crept to the playroom, the door closing quietly behind her as she took in the rubbery gloriousness of it, inhaling deeply and smelling the rubber and oil residues from their last play session.

She let her gaze wander over the various rubber outfits, her eyes flicked to the pink latex corset and the matching shorts. She hadn't worn this outfit before and she felt incredibly turned on.

Her fingers glided over the smooth and shiny surface of the rubber, feeling a surge of excitement as she recalled her last encounter with Jenny in her pink catsuit.

She slipped into the corset slowly, revelling in the way it hugged every curve of her body like a second skin. She ran her hands up and down its form, tracing every indentation and protrusion before pulling on the straps to tighten it around her waist where she stood, holding onto the St Andrew's cross for support. Letting the shorts glide up her legs, she pulled them around her lower body, moaning and gasping deeply as the shorts encased her.

She slipped on her black latex gloves and began caressing her body, feeling the figure-hugging shape of the tight shorts all over the contours of her hips and butt. Slipping into a trance-like state she began rubbing herself all over more, glancing at her reflection in the mirror.

A buzzing sound startled her and she realised it was her door bell. "Shit, who can that be" she almost shouted, panic spreading through her. She quickly slipped to her bedroom and put on her old dressing gown over her latex ensemble and cracked open the door.

"Hiya, just me, another couple of parcels for you", it was the courier girl again. The girl, seeing the shiny gloves on Emma, looked shyly away then glanced back and saw the corset peaking out from underneath the dressing gown.

Blushing, but also staring, the girl made eye contact with Emma, and whispered "I LOVE your look.....sorry to be so bold"

"I'm Kim by the way, how's the playroom going?" With that she placed two large boxes on the floor and turned, looking back as she left "See you soon..." winking, a big smile on her pretty face.

Mortified, Emma stepped back into the apartment, hurriedly closing the door, her breasts jiggling and moving in the latex corset under her dressing gown as she quickly took the boxes into the living room.

"Damn it, that was stupid of me, I totally forgot I still had the gloves on, she must think I'm a kinky middle aged lady with nothing better to do than play with herself all day" Emma said out loud to herself.

She took a deep breath and tried to compose herself, still feeling flushed with embarrassment from her encounter with Kim and from her trance-like state just moments before that.

She walked over to the window in the playroom and looked out into the street below seeing Kim the courier girl walking away to her van.

An absent thought came to her "She's quite hot actually" before turning back around and looking at all of her erotic gear scattered about in disarray. "Wow, I'm thinking of her by her first name already", Emma mused, unable to shake a thought building in her.

"Kim" she repeated in her head.

Her mind was racing, thoughts of what it would be like to meet Kim again, and take her for a spin in the playroom. She couldn't deny that she was intrigued by this girl, and perhaps even a little bit attracted. Trying to put these thoughts out of her mind as ridiculous fantasy, she slipped off her dressing gown and undressed, slowly taking off the latex covering her oiled body.

The heft and weight of her pendulous breasts freed from the enclosing latex, they hung sensuously as she rubbed the latex lube from her dressing up session into her hard erect nipples.

Emma in her heightened state of sexual tension was intrigued as to what was in the boxes, and crept to the living room. They were heavy and obviously full of individually wrapped garments that moved around inside.

As she began ripping off the tape of the first package her phone pinged, a text message from Jenny.

"Well hello there latex sweetcakes :)"

"Just got a text saying that my packages have arrived......open with care and trepidation, some things are for tomorrow for us both but...."

"There's a surprise for you too, in the box with our outfits for tomorrow....."

"Enjoy....have fun tonight with your surprise"

"I'll be at yours at 7 tomorrow, with a bottle of fizz...."

"xxxxxx:)"

Emma sat down, her knees almost giving way in excitement as she grabbed the remaining tape on the first box and ripped it off. An array of wrapped clothing glistened inside, layers of crisp tissue paper separating each individually plastic wrapped latex piece, with one with a personalised message "For Emma....enjoy" and a matt black box, with "Emma's Pleasure" embossed on the top.

"Jenny, you are a tease......" Emma thought, smiling, wondering with wide eyes what the two personalised packages contained.

She carefully opened the first package, excited to see what was inside. The whole rubber bundle cascaded out of the packaging as she removed it from its plastic wrapping. A smaller packet, alongside a black sleek latex body suit with dark pink seams, flopped onto the sofa. The suit was a glory to behold, with silicone padding accentuating the back of the suit in the hip area in what Emma deduced would be for her butt and underwiring and silicone padding in the chest area. Surely she couldn't enhance her breasts even more, she thought, but thrilled at the idea of it being possible. The suit was zipped closed and was weighty in her hands.

She began almost feverishly inspecting it, noticing almost immediately two pink latex openings in the crotch area. Slipping her fingers into each opening she felt a tight yielding of rubber, stretching inwards, with tube-like enclosures with subtle but discernible rows of round bumps, both inside and outside.

A realisation crept quickly into Emma's already heightened, sexually charged mind - the suit had internal stimulation sheaths for her pussy and butt, a condom latex catsuit, for complete rubber enclosure. This realisation floored Emma for a few seconds. Unable to speak or think, she gradually comprehended the completeness of the body suit, how it would completely transform her into a living rubber doll.

Further handling and fondling the slick suit she saw that standing out on the chest of the body suit, in large dark pink latex letters was a single word....FUCKTOY.

"Fucktoy" Emma purred.

Emma's heart bounded as she held up the suit to see its full aspect. The material was a thicker latex but still soft and supple in her hands, almost like skin itself. She ran her fingers over its surface, revelling in how it felt against her bare palms.

The surface was almost velvety in texture, a slightly shinier, heavier version of the latex she had previously worn. The suit glistened and shifted as Emma traced its shape with her fingertips.

A separate hood fell out of the inner packet as she ripped it open, black and glistening rubber. Inspecting it closely she squealed in joy as she ran her fingers over the mouth of the hood - picking out plump thick pink rubber lips integrated into the black latex of the rest of the hood.

Her mind reeling with possibilities she placed the suit and hood gently on the sofa. Emma tentatively ran her finger over the lettering of the sleek black box..."mmmm, Emma's Pleasure" she muttered absent-mindedly to herself.

Emma slowly opened the box, her mind racing with anticipation as she pulled out a large opaque PVC bag. Nestling inside, just visible through its wrapping was an oval cylinder shape with what looked like a long hose and small ball, black and rubbery. Pulling it out of the bag, Emma draws a sharp breath.

"Fuck, Jenny!"

"a butt plug....and inflatable with it....fuck"

In awe at the shiny rubber toy in her hands, Emma tried to comprehend what was awaiting her. She'd never seriously considered anal play before and was nervous, but in the moment, handling the glorious inflatable butt plug, her worries and coyness dissipate. She picked up the bottle of anal lube nestling at the bottom of the

box, again a personalised message "For your exploration and delight xxxxx"

Trying to find words, Emma couldn't think straight, her mind racing. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. Her inner bimbo voice was positively clamouring for her to slink to the playroom, urging enclosure in latex and holes filled.

Emma tried to silence her mind, distracting herself by skimming over the instructions on how to insert, inflate and deflate the butt plug. It's clear that Jenny has done thorough research into her preferences, choosing a high-end toy. However, all the reading does though is to become a catalyst to fulfilling her inner bimbo desires; latex fucktoy urges and base yearnings ripping through her.

She licked her lips as she ran her hands over the toy, feeling its supple texture. Mindlessly she stumbled to the playroom, after grabbing the hood, suit and lube, the toy grasped in her arms, rubbing against her heaving and bouncing implants, still slick with oil and perspiration.

The light of latex glimmered in the room and Emma's eyes widened at how it reflected off of everything around her, increasing her feelings of losing control, her mind melding into a frenzy of lust and cravings.

Almost frantically she grabbed the bottle of lube and the large ribbed and veined black dildo lying by the side of the bed, threw herself onto the latex sheets, slathering the oil over her body, head to toe. The lube dripping and sloshing, created a slick sheen to her skin, Emma on the sheets, writhing in a longing for latex enclosure, for a filling of her holes, for complete abandonment to bimboness.

Her breasts bounced as she spread her legs wide open, lying back, readying herself for the unknown sensations that await. All her thoughts and desires were only amplified by Jenny's presence in her mind, urging Emma onwards to embrace their shared latex bimbo obsession. Her inner bimbo was demanding and unrelenting, driving her towards a reckless abandonment of all inhibitions and restraints.

Emma took a deep breath and licked her lips once more in anticipation, picking up the dildo, but it slips and nestles in her cleavage, feeling it weighing heavily between her quivering implants, as she fondled it teasingly with one hand while slathering oil over every part of her body that can be reached. The dildo slipped off her body onto the bed as she sat up and contemplated what to do next.

Getting unsteadily up on her feet, almost slipping over, dripping with oil, Emma reached for the thick rubber suit. It was difficult to grip the suit initially as her hands were slippery with the lube but she managed to get the suit zip open. Putting her feet through the suit's legs she instantly felt the heaviness of the latex fabric, pulling it up her legs the suit glided up her body to her thighs, it's tightness and grip was overwhelming, the tight latex creating a feeling of being totally encased, of confinement, of a literal second skin.

Her senses were heightened like no other latex experience before. Smoothing the latex around her thighs for the perfect fit, Emma felt an incredible twinge in her clitoris as her body flexed with every constricting movement of the heavy rubber.

Standing immobile, the extra weight of the silicone padding at the back of the hip area of the suit and the chest implants pulling downwards, she grasped each of the pink latex sheaths, her oiled hand tugging them, the ribbed bumps rubbing in the palm of her hand, heightening the tactile sensation of the rubber to new levels. Just to her side on the bed was the anal lube and she pondered her next move. A large dollop of lube in her hand, she reached around and gently applied some of the cold, viscous liquid to her cheeks and crack.

Groaning in pleasure, she gently rubbed the lube into her crack, experiencing sensations she'd never felt before, letting out an involuntary moan.

Gingerly, she rubbed a lubed finger around the taught rosebud of her hole. Applying another large helping of lube to her fingers, she gently pushed a digit in, the muscle initially resisting but then puckering and loosening.

"Fuck, oh my god" Emma gasped. Pushing deeper her hole relents a little, the anal lube slick and cool, relaxing her more. Waves of carnal lust ripple through her body, her knees buckling slightly as she pushed two fingers inwards. Biting her lip in overwhelming pleasure, she probed deeper.