Caught Butt Naked - Rubber Duck TF
Tags: Inanimate, Latex, Object TF, Caption, Shapechange, Objectification, Rubber, Latex TF, Squishy, Feminization, MTF
DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored versions are there as well!Caught Butt Naked - Rubber Duck TFLiving with four roommates in a cramped college apartment meant sharing everythin…
Living with four roommates in a cramped college apartment meant sharing everything whether you wanted to or not. Be it bathroom time, socks, fridge space or the single parking spot that rotated weekly. Salma had gotten used to the chaos over the past two semesters. What she had never gotten used to was Ayla. Ayla claimed to be a witch. Not in a fun, crystals and tarot cards way. In a dead serious, "I have actual powers" way. When anyone asked for proof, she would just smile mysteriously and say that witches could not reveal their abilities to mortals without proper justification. It was all very convenient. Despite her delusions, Ayla was tolerable most days. A little superior, a little condescending, but she kept to herself and always paid rent on time. The only real issue was her bathroom products. Specifically, her shampoo. It sat on the shower shelf in a glass bottle with no label, filled with something that looked like liquid gold. Ayla's skin always looked incredible. Smoothand glowing and somehow younger than her actual twenty-two years. Everyone assumed it was just good genetics, but Salma had noticed the correlation. Bath with the gold shampoo, glowing skin the next day, so she borrowed some. Just a tiny amount at first. A drop rubbed into her cheeks after Ayla left for class. The effect was immediate. Her pores tightened. Her complexion brightened. She looked like she had gotten a facial at an expensive spa. A week later, she used more. Rubbed it into her arms, her legs and her neck. Her skin became soft and supple in ways no normal moisturizer could achieve. Her boyfriend noticed. Complimented her glow. Asked what her secret was. She used more and more and more. By the end of the month, Salma was sneaking full handfuls of the golden liquid every time she showered. Ayla never seemed to notice, or if she did, she never said anything. The bottle stayed perpetually full, which Salma thought was weird but did not question. Today was Friday afternoon. Everyone else was out. The apartment was blissfully quiet and the hot water heater was fully charged. Perfect conditions for a long, luxurious bath. Salma filled the tub until steam curled toward the ceiling. She stripped out of her clothes and grabbed Ayla's shampoo bottle, pouring a generous amount directly into the water. The liquid spread across the surface like an oil slick, shimmering with iridescent yellows and golds. She sank into the bath with a satisfied groan. 'This is perfect... so warm... so relaxing...' The water felt different than usual, it was much thicker somehow. It clung to her skin like honey, coating every inch of her body in silky warmth. She closed her eyes and let herself drift. Minutes passed. The heat seeped into her muscles, loosening tension she did not even know she had been carrying. Her whole body felt like it was melting into the water, becoming soft and pliable and wonderfully loose. 'Mmmmm. I could stay here forever. My skin is going to look amazing after this...' Something felt strange about her feet. She opened her eyes and looked down through the steaming water. Her toes were gone. 'What the...?' Where five distinct digits should have been, there was just a smooth and rounded shape. It was bright and shiny yellow, like the color of a raincoat or a school bus. She tried to wiggle her toes, but nothing happened. The yellow mass at the end of her leg did not respond. 'Okay... okay I'm hallucinating. The steam is making me see things.' She sat up in the tub and lifted her foot out of the water and it was not a foot anymore. It was a flipper. A smooth, rubbery, cartoonish flipper the color of a rubber duck. She could feel the air on its surface, feel the warmth of the bathwater dripping off it, but she could not move it. Could not flex it. Could not do anything but stare in mounting horror. 'This isn't real. This CAN'T be real!'The transformation was spreading. She watched as the yellow crept up her calves, her skin losing its texture, losing its pores, becoming smooth and shiny and unmistakably synthetic. The rubber surface reflected the bathroom light like plastic. "What the fuuuuuuaaack..." Her voice caught halfway through the word. Something was happening to her face. Her lips felt strange, stretching and hardening, pushing outward from her skull. She raised her hands to touch her mouth and saw that her fingers were fusing together, her arms shortening, her skin turning that same horrible yellow. 'My mouth! My mouth is becoming... is becoming...' She could feel it now. Her lips merging into a single protrusion. Flattening, widening and becoming the unmistakable shape of a duck bill. "No no no no... QUACK!" The word came out wrong. Her new bill opened and the sound that emerged was not human. It was the squeaky sound of a rubber toy. 'I just quacked. I actually just QUACKED?! What is happening to me?!' Her torso was changing now. She could feel her organs shifting, simplifying, hollowing out. Her stomach gurgled and the
