Rias Revenge - Latex TF
Tags: Inanimate, Lingerie, Latex, Clothing TF, Unaware, High School DxD, Object TF, Magic, Caption, Objectification, Latex TF, Condom TF, Bodysuit TF
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The crimson-haired demon princess paced her bedroom, footsteps making strange squeaking sounds against the hardwood floor. A week had passed since the magical mishap, and her frustration mounted with each passing day. Despite numerous attempts at reversing the spell, Rias had only managed to achieve a semi-humanoid form, her entire body still made of glossy red latex. She examined her reflection in the full-length mirror. Her shape was correct, the curves, the proportions and the limbs all anatomically perfect. But the material was unmistakably wrong. Smooth, shiny latex comprised every inch of her form except for her eyes, which remained startlingly normal, vivid blue-green irises gazing out from an artificial face. "This is ridiculous," she muttered, her voice carrying a slight rubbery echo. When she moved, her body produced soft squeaking sounds, the material compressing and expanding with each gesture. Performing daily activities had become a strange experience. Her new form didn't require food or sleep, though she maintained these habits to preserve some semblance of normalcy. At school, she maintained an illusion spell that made her appear normal to others, but the charade was exhausting to maintain. A knock at her door interrupted her thoughts. "Come in," she called, already knowing who it was. Akeno entered, lips curled in amusement as she assessed Rias's latex form. "Still shiny, I see. Perhaps the spell likes you this way." "Very funny," Rias replied, the flame of anger flickering behind her eyes. "Enjoying yourself at my expense?" "Ara ara, don't be that way." Akeno circled her, trailing a finger across Rias's latex shoulder. "The material suits you. So commanding, so... flexible." Rias slapped her hand away, the contact producing a hollow thwack. "I haven't forgotten your little stunt last week." "Oh?" Akeno's eyebrow arched. "Our beloved certainly didn't seem to mind. In fact, he's been asking about you." This caught Rias's attention. "He has?" "Mmhmm... Wondering when you'll return to normal." Akeno leaned closer, whispering: "I think he misses touching you directly." A plan crystallized in Rias's mind sudden, perfect, and deliciously vengeful. Her latex lips curved into a smile that made Akeno step back. "What are you thinking?" Akeno asked warily. "Nothing," Rias replied innocently. "Just that perhaps this form has... certain advantages." Two days later, Rias sent a text message to her beloved, inviting him to her private chambers for what she described as 'something special.' His response came quickly, a mixture of excitement and hesitation, mentioning Akeno's recent advances. "Don't worry," Rias texted back. "She'll be there too." His final message made her latex body quiver with anticipation. "Alright. Tonight then." The afternoon passed in careful preparation. Rias examined ancient texts, practicing complex incantations until she perfected the spell she needed. By evening, everything was ready. "Just one final piece," she murmured, eyeing the purple latex bodysuit laid out on her bed. When the knock came at precisely eight o'clock, Rias checked her appearance one last time. She opened the door with a flourish. His eyes widened at the sight of her. Rias stood before him in what appeared to be a full purple latex playboy bunny costume, fully made out of latex, complete with ears, collar, and even a fluffy tail at the back. The material hugged every curve of her body, gleaming under the soft lighting. "Wow," he breathed, eyes roaming her figure. "Rias, you really went with it, didn't you?" She stepped aside to let him enter, the bunny suit squeaking softly with her movements. "Of course. How could I keep the fallen angel when now she has fallen even lower, being worn by a demon?" The bodysuit twitched noticeably at these words, the latex around Rias's torso rippling with apparent agitation. "Wait," he said, confusion crossing his features. "Is that... is Akeno the whole bodysuit?" "Indeed," Rias confirmed, running her latex hands over the purple material covering her form. "Turnabout is fair play, wouldn't you agree?" Inside her transformed state, Akeno's consciousness burned with indignation. 'You vindictive demon!' she raged silently. 'This is completely different! You volunteered!' Akeno's fury translated into physical movement as she strained against Rias's body, causing the material to stretch and contract, producing rubbery friction sounds. The sensation was bizarre, like being stuffed into a form-fitting prison while simultaneously feeling every touch against the exterior surface. He approached cautiously, reaching out to touch the purple latex covering Rias's shoulder. "But wasn't the original transformation your fault? You cast the spell that backfired." Rias fixed him with a serious stare, her latex features somehow conveying perfect disapproval. The purple bodysuit rippled again as if in agreement. "Details," she dismissed with a wave of her hand. "Besides, Akeno took full advant
