Feeding The Beast Ch 14

*Author's notes: This is a work of fiction, hopefully that is not a word you struggle with. It is a story of fictional, consenting adults. It's in the fetish category for a reason, if that scares you, please back away slowly. For the rest of you, please enjoy!

It had been easy to tell the beast was awakening slowly. Stacy had been wearing less and less around the house and been much more vocal about sex. This morning Nick had been awakened by the smell of coffee and the feel of Stacy's mouth on his cock. After draining him dry, Stacy left the room without a word. Nick eventually made his way downstairs, pausing to look her over before entering the kitchen. Years ago, on a trip to Cabo, Nick had bought himself a tank top, which she now had on. The T shaped back and low-cut sides did little to cover her body. He could even tell she had on a pair of pale blue lace boycut bottoms that barely covered her ass. Nick walked up behind her, easily slipping his hands inside the tank top, sliding one hand over her breasts and the other inside the front of her low-cut panties.

"The tank top looks better on you than it ever did on me," Nick softly said as his fingers explored her body, "thanks for waking me up too!"

"I thought it was better than a boring alarm!" Stacy replied, leaning her head back on his shoulder.

Stacy's nipples were rock hard before Nick had touched them, and her panties had already been wet too. Now she was all but surrendering herself to him. If it wasn't a work day, Nick knew they would and could easily spend the day exploring Stacy's ever growing latex fetish.

"Wanna have some fun?" Nick asked as his finger slid between Stacy's puffy lips causing her to nod and gasp in response. "Because I have an idea!"

"I love your ideas Sir!" Stacy moaned, her hips moving slowly back and forth.

"First," Nick calmly instructed, "lift your shirt's left shoulder over your head, and drop it" Stacy did so, the top was oversized enough that when she dropped it the tank top pooled around Nick's arms leaving Stacy's torso exposed. "I'm going to lay out some items for you to wear," Nick continued while squeezing her left nipple between two fingers, "and when you get home, I'll have clothing laid out for you to wear." Stacy nodded eagerly. "You'll enter the house through the front door and will immediately remove whatever I did not pick out for you," Stacy groaned as Nick slid a finger inside her, "then you'll put on what I've left out, wearing only what is there."

"Mmmmmyessss Sir!"

"If your chest is exposed all night," Nick tugged her nipple slightly just the way she loved, "then your chest is exposed all night, right?"

"Uh, yes Sir!"

"Same with your pussy being exposed too," Nick continued to ease her closer to orgasm, "are you okay with that?"

"I'm ok with whatever you want Sir," Stacy wantonly humped his hand as she answered, "I'm your slut!"

"Good to hear," Nick brought his mouth to the spot on Stacy's neck that would drive her over the edge, brushing his lips over it as he spoke, "now beg me to let you cum!"

"Oh please!" She loudly pleaded, "Sir please let your slut orgasm! I'll wear anything, do anything, fuck anywhere you want!" Nick nibbled, licked and sucked the spot the way she enjoyed most while driving two fingers into her pussy. "Oh yes Sir," she mewled, "dress me how you want and fuck me senseless!"

"Oh, I will!" Nick growled, plunging his fingers inside her until she was standing on her toes as she came.

Nick held her tightly as she recovered, eventually easing his fingers out of her. He brought his wet fingers to her mouth, smiling as she eagerly licked and sucked them clean. Nick moved his arm, taking his hand from her breasts, causing the tank top to fall to the floor. His free hand returned to her hip, sliding over her ass, his fingers following the curve of her ass. Stacy moaned softly around Nick's finger as his other fingers rubbed her asshole through the thin material of her bottoms.

"Leave these just like this," Nick instructed as he pressed his fingers against her asshole, "and put the tank top in the laundry room."

"Yes, Sir!"

Stacy remained rigidly still until Nick released his grip on her. As soon as she had room, she quickly stepped out of the task top, picking it up from the floor and bounding to the laundry room. Stacy's already skimpy panties were buried between her perfect ass checks. Confident she'd happily leave her bottoms as they were, Nick went to their bedroom to find her something to wear to work under her clothing. He settled on a pair of black and white latex high waisted panties and a matching half cup bralette. Later, when she got home, he'd refine her outfit. Nick got himself ready for work, hearing Stacy ascend the stairs as he pulled on his dress pants. He smiled as she entered the bedroom, carrying the tank top balled in one hand while carrying her coffee with the other. With her hands full she made no effort to cover her gently swaying breasts.

"Do you need anything Sir?" She asked with a slight smile.

"No thanks," Nick replied, "just admiring what is mine!"

Stacy smiled wide at Nick's words. "I'm going to take a shower now Sir," she said, slowly walking toward the bathroom revealing her exposed ass, "if that's ok?"

"Go right ahead," Nick answered, "I'll be in shortly to say goodbye!"

Before strolling through the bathroom door, Stacy placed her feet together, bending straight legged while lowering her bottoms to the floor. Nick felt his cock stir at the sight of her glistening pussy. It would be a long day at work knowing he was coming home to her in this state. Shaking his head, Nick finished getting dressed, then walked to the bathroom. While they weren't exactly prudes before this, the bathroom door was generally closed when she showered. This time the door was open. In the shower, Stacy sat on the edge with her legs spread shaving her soft mound. When she looked up, she actually spread them a bit wider.

"I've got an early morning meeting," Nick grumpily said, "our else I'd join you!"

"Would you like to feel how smooth I am?" Stacy asked as she slowly stood.

"Of course!" Stacy stepped forward to the edge of the shower, placing her foot on the edge, allowing Nick's hand to freely roam her mound and explore her pussy. "Very smooth!" He praised, sliding a finger inside her, "and silky!"

"Thank you, Sir!" She moaned

"Don't be late for work," he instructed, "and no orgasms until I allow them!"

"Yes Sir! " She obediently answered, trying only slightly to hide her disappointment.

Nick walked out of the house across the backyard, looking toward his neighbor's empty house. The only people with an almost unadulterated view of his backyard would be gone for a few days. He had wanted to ask when they'd be back, but he felt awkward asking. As he drove to work, he now thought of new ideas of what he and Stacy could do in the backyard while she was embracing her beast! When he got to work, he shut off his truck, which then allowed his phone to notify him of incoming text messages. Unlocking his phone, Nick clicked on the messages.

"Good thing I wasn't driving!" Nick said to himself, clearing his throat, "Holy shit she looks good!"

Stacy had snapped a picture. She'd applied a bit more makeup than usual, although not inappropriate for work amounts, added a pair of black, lace top stockings and 4-inch heels to her latex lingerie and snapped a pic. The text read "Just for you Sir!" Stacy rarely wore more than mascara to work, she wasn't a tomboy per say, but, she rarely over did it because she was there to work not socialize. She also rarely wore heels to work, so adding the stockings and heels with the makeup was a definite change. "you look amazing s!" Nick texted back.

When she arrived at work, Stacy took a deep breath before getting out of her car and heading inside. She rarely wore heels to work, preferring flats, but Nick had been so excited to see her in them she felt like she was cheating not wearing them. They sounded like gunshots to her as she crossed the parking garage though, drawing unnecessary attention to herself. She also felt like more guys were looking at her as she made her way to her office, she didn't necessarily dislike the looks but, that wasn't typically her thing. Even a couple female coworkers mentioned how nice she looked. As she walked by Jake, he stopped mid conversation, she could feel his eyes looking over her ass, which was highlighted by the well-fitting dress pants she had on.

"If he only knew!" She murmured to herself, knowing Jake had filled Betty's ass with cum less than 48 hours ago!

During the day, while she was busy, it was easy for her to focus on work. It was only during the in-between times that she found it difficult. The feel of the latex was ever present, but she could manage to keep her sexual thoughts at bay more often than not. Checking her phone, she noticed she got a text from Nick.

"Good thing I wore the heels and stockings!" She said to herself after reading the text.

Getting up from her desk, Stacy made her way to the lady's room, managing to duck into the largest of the stalls before anyone else entered. She placed her phone on the toilet paper holder before her trembling fingers unbuttoned her blouse. Hanging her blouse on the hook behind the door, Stacy undid her dress pants, managing to deftly remove her left foot from the shoe and slide her pant leg off before falling. Pressing the selfie button on the phone, Stacy positioned herself in front of the camera, holding the railing with one hand while lifting her left foot and grasping it with her left hand. With her latex, stockings and one of the 4-inch heels in view, Stacy smiled as the camera took a quick snap of 3 pictures. She did it twice more before sitting on the toilet to scroll through the 9 pictures and find the best one to send him.

"I had a feeling she'd wear them to work!" Nick smirked as the picture of Stacy came through.

Stacy blushed as Nick texted back two simple words, "good girl". The rest of the work day was a blur for both of them. Nick was more than happy to leave work and get home, he texted Dustin to make sure they got out of town okay. He was happy to see that they did, and happier when Dustin texted back, they'd be home on Monday. They had the weekend to enjoy the entirety of their backyard in any manner of dress they wanted. Or more specifically, he wanted! The first thing he did when he got home was look over at Dustin and Jenny's house, there were a couple lights on, but they were the ones they left on when they went out. Hopping the bushes, Nick looked in their garage, one of the cars was gone! He made his way back to the house, heading directly upstairs to get the rest of Stacy's outfit. With what he wanted selected, he put it on the front table in their entryway, before going to change into something for himself.

Arriving home, Stacy caught herself, stopping from the side door entrance she usually used and walking around to the front door. It had been a long day, but the sight of latex clothing sitting just beyond the entrance to the house reinvigorated her. Happily stepping out of her heels, Stacy excitedly undressed as the front door closed behind her. Nick had selected an entirely new outfit for her, so just as she'd done to get ready for the last Betty bus trip, Stacy stripped naked before figuring out what she needed to put on first. Thankfully, the outfit was easy to figure out. Nick had selected a dark red latex dress with 3/4 length sleeves and a mid-thigh hemline and black latex thigh highs that almost reached the bottom of Stacy's butt. Stacy stepped back into the heels she'd worn to work, then went to the kitchen where Nick was preparing dinner.

"Good evening, Sir!" Stacy said as she entered. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Good evening, Baby Girl," Nick replied, not looking up to see her, "yes, could you light the grill for me?" Stacy wobbled slightly, the grill was on the far side of their deck, in full view of their neighbor's house. "Then set the table out there," he continued, finally looking up at her, "it's a nice night and we should enjoy it!"

"Yes, Sir." Stacy replied uneasily.

By contrast, Nick had on a loose-fitting pair of shorts that almost reached his knees and a T-shirt, while Stacy looked like she was a pop singer who was looking to flash the front few rows of her next concert. Nevertheless, Stacy went out and lit the grill, trying not to pay attention to Dustin and Jenny's house. As she came back into the house, the slight step up caused her hem to rise, which she immediately adjusted. Nick beckoned her over, taking her into his arms, walking her back against the kitchen counter before forcefully kissing her while pressing against her body until she moaned into his mouth.

"Don't adjust your dress," Nick instructed as their kiss broke, "your pussy is mine, if I want to see it, then that's what will happen." Stacy's eyes went wide wondering how long it would take before Jenny and Dustin were getting an eyeful in their windows. "You need to trust me," Nick said softly, reacting to the fear he saw in her eyes, "but if you adjust it again, I'll make you take it off completely. Understand?"

"Yes, Sir." Stacy answered weakly.

Each time Stacy stepped outside, she felt like she was going to hear her neighbors gasp at her outfit, or say something. It was scary, but once she got past that she realized how exhilarating it was as well. She was outside in her backyard, head to toe latex, the soft breeze revealing how slick her inner thighs were, while feeling incredibly sexy. With each step back into the house, or even each bend by the table, her dress hiked up a fraction of an inch more. By the time Nick came out to put stuff on the grill, her stocking tops were almost exposed. Soon more of her would be, how long could he let this go? Instead, he seemed to find more reasons for her to go back into the house, until she could see the slight gap between her dress and stocking tops. Nick could see her lack of ease with her state of dress, so he waved her over to him. Wrapping an arm around her body, his hand slid between her soaked thighs.

"You're soaking wet," He whispered in her ear as he managed the grill with his other hand, "you'd think you got off on public exposure or something like that after getting this wet!"

"I don't know Sir." Stacy's lips parted as she breathed heavier.

"I saw Dustin this morning," Nick continued, as he slid his middle finger over her clit, "they are out of town until Monday." Stacy moaned loudly in response, knowing the neighbors wouldn't be sticking their heads out the window and calling her a freak helped her relax. "Now, to celebrate your new found freedom," Nick smiled before removing his hand from Stacy's crotch, "why don't you walk out to the far side of the yard."

"Yes, Sir!" Stacy practically bounded off the patio to the lawn, walking as best she could in the 4-inch stiletto heels. Once on the far side of the yard, she turned to face the house, which seemed four times further than it actually was! Her dress had also slid up to her hips, exposing her pussy. It was a fight for her not to pull the dress downward. Staring at Nick, she watched as he adjusted his cock, obviously she was exciting him too. Stacy slowly sauntered back toward the house, feeling the dress continue to roll, slowly making its way over her hips as she swayed. "How was that Sir?" Stacy asked, resuming her position next to him.

"It was like watching you walk down a catwalk," Nick replied while sliding his hand between her thighs again, "and amazingly enough I think you're even wetter now."

"I could be!" Came Stacy's breathy reply. "I know you have plans and all," Stacy panted as Nick continued to tease her, "but I'd really love a good fucking and an orgasm or five right now."

"Just five?"

"I guess it depends on how intense they are," Stacy replied, melting into Nick's body, "with how horny I am, I'll probably burst the second you slide inside me!"

"I dunno," Nick teased, kissing Stacy's favorite spot on her neck before continuing, "I kinda like you really horny!"

"Don't you mean slutty just for you?"

"That too!" Nick replied, circling his finger around her burning clit.

"I will tell you what Sir," Stacy slowly turned to face him, making sure his hand returned between her legs, while she cupped and slowly massaged his crotch, "I'll spend all weekend in latex, or naked, or anything you want, and will leave you in complete control of everything!"

"Everything?" Nick like the sound of that.

"Everything!" Stacy replied before pressing her lips to his. "I trust you completely, know you'd never risk anything to get me in trouble or hurt me," she continued after grinding her body into his hand for a moment, "so I will happily shut my brain off this weekend and turn my body over to you entirely!"

"Sounds like a plan to me," Nick easily pushed his finger inside Stacy, feeling her shake as his thumb rubbed her clit, his hand was soon coated with her wetness, "and what better way than to seal such an arrangement with an orgasm."

Nick removed his hand from between Stacy's legs, as he brought his hand up, Stacy squeezed his crotch with one hand while guiding his hand to her mouth with the other. Without a second's hesitation, Stacy slid Nick's finger into her mouth, sucking hard on it until it exited her mouth with a pop. Stacy greedily cleaned Nick's fingers, only when she was sure she'd cleaned them thoroughly did she release his hand. Looking up at him, she smiled, licked her lips saying "Thank you, Sir!"

"Fix your dress," Nick calmly instructed, "then go upstairs, there's a black bag on my dresser in the closet, don't look in it and come back here."

"Yes, Sir!" Stacy excitedly replied.

She took her time navigating the stairs in her heels, it was certainly easier than doing it in the Betty suit, but it still took effort. Stacy made her way to the closet, grabbing the black bag and returning as quickly as she could while ensuring she wouldn't fall. Nick was still outside at the grill as she returned, before stepping outside Stacy made sure her dress was good and her breathing had returned to normal. She presented him the bag, which he didn't immediately take from her, letting her hold it out until he decided to retrieve it.

"Did you look inside?" He asked as he took the bag.

"Not at all Sir!" Stacy eagerly replied.

"Good girl," Stacy felt a ripple course through her body at his praise, "now, walk to the table with your back to the yard." Stacy immediately complied. "Pull your dress up around your waist," again she did as she was told without question while Nick watched, "and lean forward until your shoulders and chest rest on the table, but keep your legs straight."

Stacy managed it, but the position was very awkward. She was wearing 4-inch heels, which sent her toes crushing into the front. The normal height table was also well below her hips, she felt as if her ass were lewdly displayed high in the air above her head. She was also pointing her ass and pussy toward the backyard, while no one was there, she was on display. It made her somehow more excited to be like this, was it because Nick wanted her that way? Because it made her feel sluttier? Because she was simply obeying his every command without question? Or was it all of it together that got her hot and bothered? Stacy decided it didn't matter; she was in Beast mode and this is what made her happiest!

Nick looked over his shoulder at Stacy, who seemed incredibly content in the position she was in. Her eyes were closed, her body exposed, arms by her sides. Leaning a bit, Nick could see she was just as wet as she'd been when he'd brought her to orgasm. He loved Stacy, and had now become very loving of her Beast side as well. At first, the idea she was dressed up as a blow-up doll seemed crazy to him. Had she not been a bit drunk at the time, she probably wouldn't have mentioned it in the first place. But they were watching something and a woman in latex showed up that made Stacy react. Nick pressed and she admitted she had a thing for latex. From there it went on. While she'd never been shy or lacked adventure in the bedroom, this was a whole new level. Nick opened the bag then moved behind her.