Rias the Stretchy Helper - Latex TF
Tags: Inanimate, Lingerie, Latex, Clothing TF, Unaware, High School DxD, Object TF, Magic, Caption, Objectification, Latex TF, Condom TF, Bodysuit TF
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!Rias the Stretchy Helper - Latex TFRias, the crimson-haired beauty, stood alone in the dimly lit occult club room,…
Rias, the crimson-haired beauty, stood alone in the dimly lit occult club room, ancient tomes spread before her on the ornate wooden desk. Rias Gremory's slender fingers traced arcane symbols as she whispered incantations under her breath. She'd discovered an obscure demon spell that should transform clothing into latex, perfect for a surprise she had planned for her beloved. "Just a simple transmutation," she murmured, azure eyes narrowed in concentration. "Nothing I can't handle." The magical circle beneath her feet pulsed with violet energy as she reached the final verse. Something felt wrong. The power surging through her veins was wilder and more unpredictable than anticipated. Before she could abort the spell, crimson light erupted around her body. "Nnnngh!" she gasped as the magic struck her directly, spreading across her pale skin like wildfire. The sensation was bizarre, a tingling that penetrated beyond her epidermis, seeping into muscle, bone, and core. Her skin transformed before her eyes, becoming glossy and unnaturally smooth. Not just her clothing as intended, but her entire body had converted to living red latex. "What the hell happened?" Rias examined her arms, watching light reflect off her now-shiny crimson surface. The texture felt fake, like a second skin that had merged with her actual flesh. She pressed a finger against her forearm, watching with fascination as it compressed and bounced back. Curiosity overtook panic. She stretched her arm experimentally, expecting rubber-like elasticity. Her limb extended slightly further than normal human anatomy would allow, but not dramatically, so latex had limitations even in this magical form. "This should wear off eventually," she reasoned, flexing her fingers. "Transformation spells always have limited duration without maintenance enchantments." The club room door swung open with a creak. Rias froze mid-stretch. "Ara ara, what do we have here?" Akeno Himejima's melodic voice filled the room as she sauntered in, violet eyes widening at the sight of her transformed president. "Akeno! This isn't... I was just..." "Experimenting with forbidden magic again?" Akeno circled Rias, examining her latex form with undisguised amusement. "My my, what would your brother say?" Rias crossed her arms defensively, the material of her body making a soft squeak. "The spell malfunctioned. It was supposed to transform clothing only." Akeno leaned close, her breath causing condensation on Rias's shiny shoulder. "How unfortunate. Especially since I'm meeting with you know who tonight." "What?" Rias's latex face contorted with jealousy. "You have a date with him?" "Mmhmm," Akeno hummed, twirling a strand of raven hair around her finger. "He seemed quite excited about it, too." Rias's latex hands clenched into fists, her entire body quivering with indignation. "Cancel it immediately." "Or..." Akeno tapped her chin thoughtfully, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "We could make it a double date." "How exactly would that work?" Rias gestured to her transformed body. "I can hardly go out like this!" Akeno's smile widened, revealing perfect teeth. "What if you didn't have to? What if you could still be there... in a different form?" "What are you suggesting?" "With another layer of magic on top of your current transformation, I could reshape you into something more... wearable." Akeno traced her finger along Rias's latex shoulder. "A bodysuit, perhaps?" Rias blinked, processing the implications. "You want me to become your clothing?" "Think about it," Akeno whispered. "You'd be right there with us. Involved in every moment." The crimson demon princess hesitated. The suggestion was outrageous and even demeaning, but something about it sent a forbidden thrill through her latex form. The alternative was waiting alone for hours until the spell wore off. "Fine," Rias finally agreed. "But only until the magic naturally dissipates." Akeno's eyes lit up as she traced a complex magical sigil in the air. "Trust me, president. This will be fun for both of us." The second spell took effect immediately. Rias gasped as her consciousness remained intact while her body began to change. Her head receded into her neck, vision somehow maintaining through the latex surface. Then came a horrible hissing sound as she felt herself compressing, thinning, stretching outward in all directions. "Ahhhhhh!" Her scream became muffled as her entire being flattened into a two-dimensional shape. Pressure built inside her as the air escaped, leaving her flat and limp. A tingling sensation traveled along what used to be her spine as a zipper materialized. She lay there, helpless, shaped perfectly to fit a human form, Akeno's form. "Looking good, Rias," Akeno giggled, lifting the bodysuit that was now her friend and president. Akeno slipped her legs into what had been Rias's lower half, working the tight material up over her thighs, hips, and torso. Rias could feel everything, every inch of Akeno's soft skin
