Dildo rape! John had entered the shop out of curiosity. The bizarre pictures of rubber-clad females had aroused him in some way. The small shop was empty except for a pretty young woman. She smiled. 'Don't be shy, lots of people wear latex.' He examined her shyly. She was wearing a plain cotton dress. As though reading his mind she added, 'I have a lot of rubber costumes, if you're interested I can change for you?' John felt his face burn. Why did the idea excite and scare him so much. He avoided her eyes and had a good look around. Some of the outfits were incredible. Black latex hoods, crimson latex jump-suits. Thigh-high rubber boots. And rubber sex-toys. One particular sex-toy fascinated him. It was a horn-like device made of thick pink rubber. Two jutting penises joined at the base. Suddenly the woman was standing next to him. Her finger stroked one of the penis heads. 'It's called a double-headed dildo.' She told him thickly. 'One goes inside the girl...' Their eyes met. Her saw her lick her thick red lips with excitement. 'And the other goes in the man.' He swallowed. A bizarre lust robbed his limbs of strength. 'Doesn't it, you know, hurt. The man I mean?' He stammered. She took it down from the shelf. 'Every man I've used it on,' she whispered, 'squeals with delight, not pain.' John stared at her. 'How much...?' He asked softly. The girl told him the price adding, 'If you buy it, I'll wear it. And I'll change into my latex costume.' He felt his face burn with shame. But his hands found his wallet. 'Give me five minutes.' She told him. 'Then go upstairs and knock three times.' Alone his excitement evaporated. It was probably a scam of some kind. How stupid he'd been. The five minutes past slowly. Then, with a small sigh he took the steps to the room she'd indicated. They pulled him inside and locked the door! He was trapped. And when he saw what they were wearing he became scared. They were both wearing rubber. In fact the whole room was filled with the warm intoxicating aroma of expensive latex. The older woman was wearing a black rubber dress that was so tight it bulged at her waist and hips - but it didn't hide the bulge of her dildo!! The younger woman was wearing a bright red costume consisting of a tight-fitting jacket and skin-tight pants with knee high boots. And she was wearing a latex hood. Her eyes glittered through the tiny eye-holes and her lips bulged obscenely through the small hole in the rubber hood. His eyes dropped to her groin - yes, she too was wearing a dildo! It was the older, grey-haired one who spoke first. "My name is Martha, and I'm told you want to be fucked like a girl! You're much too pretty to be a boy...I bet you'd LOVE to wear a dress!" When he refused to answer she moved closer, waddling in her tight rubber skirt. The smell of rubber and sex was overpowering. He felt his knees go weak as she whispered, "We want you to be ... a girl, just for today. We'll make you pretty and sexy. And if you are really NICE to us, we'll take you to bed." He couldn't believe she was serious. Not only was she middle-aged and ugly, she was also fat. In fact she was impossibly huge. A mountain of a woman; with chins that wobbled as much as her massive breasts. Her hips were not simply wide they were enormous. She waddled towards him...and slipped a muscular arm about his waist. He cringed back, but her grip only intensified. He was crushed. Held firm against her bulging breasts he felt a suffocating excitement. And she sensed it. "So you like it rough do you?" She whispered thickly. He shook his head; this woman was old, and fat, and ugly. But as she licked her thick lips. As she gazed at him with such naked hunger he felt his limbs weaken. He sagged weakly into her bear-like embrace. And when she kissed him. When she crushed her red mouth against his he couldn't resist. In fact, as her hot and hungry tongue tried to force its way into his mouth, he whimpered..and parted his lips. It was a lingering hot-blooded kiss. A kiss that sent his senses reeling. Suddenly the younger woman was kneeling at his feet. When he felt her fingers at his belt buckle he tried to stop her; but she brushed aside his feeble attempts to control the situation. And the older, heavier woman held him tight. He was helpless. Her eyes glittered greedily as she stripped him. She treated him like a rag-doll. Even when he stood naked and shivering in front of her she refused to release him. She led him into a bedroom saying, "I will lie you on my bed..and I will crush you beneath me. And you will love it!" The younger woman followed, caressing and groping him as they moved. The grey-haired woman drew the bedroom curtains. He stood next to the bed trying to hide his nakedness. She pointed to a pretty nightdress on the bed. "Wear THAT if you are cold. Go on..wear it!" She told him. Their eyes locked. He shook his head, but they both knew it was far too late to refuse her anything. The younger woman was sweating in her rubber outfit; and she was VERY excited, "Wear it. And lie down!" She urged, her voice slurred with lust. The whole atmosphere was charged with electric excitement. But he was still doubtful about the nightdress. The fat woman removed her rubber dress and stepped out of her tailored latex slip. Her breasts strained at her old-fashioned brassiere, her bulging stomach was only held in place by a massive rubber girdle. She removed her long rubber panties and she stood in front of him wearing only her black foundation garments - and the thick obscene dildo! "Get it on....for me!" She urged. "I WANT you to wear it. I want you to look like a girl!" She stroked her penis with both hands, 'Don't you want this girl?' Again he hesitated, and the younger one said, "If you don't wear it..she'll hit you!" John sighed helplessly. He took a deep breath and with her help he draped the loose skirted and very long nightdress over his goose-fleshed body. He shivered as it slithered and drifted down. He shoved his arms into the tightly elasticated sleeves; he tugged at the bust his eyes widening as the tailored and elasticated bodice reshaped his chest into a small but pleasing bust. He was amazed at the changes it made to his feelings and emotions. He felt weak and vulnerable..and extremely excited. And SHE was excited too; she was easing him backwards onto the bed. "Relax darling..remember..I'M the husband...YOU are the wife. Relax!" The huge double bed creaked and groaned as she lay next to him, kissing him, stroking him through the flimsy skirts of the voluminous nightdress..caressing him with her hands and her voice. And suddenly he let go. It was a kind of emotional release, a mental surrender. He returned her kisses with open-mouthed passion. He wriggled and squirmed in her arms.. Slowly she pushed and shoved his skirts higher. And when he was naked from the thighs downwards she slid her fat, heavy leg over his trembling body. Her sausage-like fingers fondled his chest as though he really did have breasts..and the dildo touched his belly! He stiffened, fear and shock in his eyes. 'Easy girl, easy.' She whispered and she began to jerk her mountainous hips against him. Her knees nudged his thighs apart. And he surrendered willingly to her furious and often brutal lovemaking! John welcomed her fat ugly embrace with open arms and legs that spread wide. Breast against squashed breasts, belly against belly, thigh flattened against thigh. They writhed in a frenzy of lust. John palmed and cupped her heavy ageing breasts. Martha sucked and nibbled on his! Martha used her knees to unlock his thighs as she rubbed herself against him in a circular motion. Her hips began to buck and thrust against him. In a parody of the sex act she jerked herself faster and faster against him. And John met her furious onslaught with a mad passion that surprised them both. It was as though all his senses had been switched on, he became alive, vibrant and sensuous under her touch. Even when the thick penis stabbed into him he ignored the pain and moaned with excitement. There was no question about who was the dominant partner in this bizarre encounter...John squealed and writhed and moaned like a schoolgirl. He threw his head back so she would kiss his throat, he shoved his breasts up begging her to suck and kiss his quivering nipples, he arched his back so she could hammer her pelvis into his body...and he opened his thighs in abject surrender! Suddenly the younger woman was by his side. Her jutting dildo only inches from his mouth. It touched his lips. And, as she slid it deep inside his mouth, he sucked hard. THIS was what he wanted. ::