New Life
Chapter 1 - Strange Gifts
Jenny had just turned 17 when the package arrived. It was a plain brown
cardboard box, about 30cms cubed with her name in black print. It was sitting on
the doorstep when she got home from school.
No-one else was home, so she brought the box inside directly to her bedroom,
placing it gently on her bed.
She sighed happily as she undid the buttons on her shirt, glad to be rid of her
confining uniform. The shirt fell to the ground, followed by her skirt and
stockings. Jenny stood in her plain white underwear, peering at the box sitting
on her bed. Her firm breasts stuck out enticingly underneath her bra, pale skin
shifting with each breath. One hand absently pushed her shoulder-length natural
blonde hair from her face.
Unable to wait any longer, she tore off the tape holding the box closed and
opened the top.
Her hands pulled out a shiny silver ring, about the size of her head and
rounded. She sat on the bed and studied it. Etched visibly all around the ring
were images of naked women in varying lewd positions. She was surprised at the
level of detail of the girls, and the emotions displayed on their faces, ranging
from terror to ecstasy. As the light glinted off the pictures they almost seemed
to look real; Jenny could almost feel their emotions.
Jenny put the ring down next to her, feeling a bit disturbed by the gift, and
looked in the box again. Her fingers touched something slippery, and she pulled
out a neatly folded garment, made entirely of bright red latex.
Taking an edge, she stood up with it and with a flick unfolded it in the air,
letting it down to lay on the bed. It looked like a jumpsuit. She traced the
legs and arms up to the head, confused now. It appeared to be a model of a whole
body from behind. She flipped it over and saw the cups for breasts in the front.
Her hands ran over them softly and she shivered, feeling a strange tingle run
through her.
Jenny looked at the face on it then, and felt a chill run over her. Quickly, she
flattened out the suit on her bed and spread herself out on top of it. It was
HER. Someone had made a rubber model of her!
Jenny felt something hard underneath her butt, and rolled off the rubber to
look. Her hands felt something long and thick inside the rubber. Her hands
traced it down, and a shiver of excitement ran through her. It ended right
between the legs.
She rolled it over then and looked for some way to open it, but it was smooth
all over. Feeling more disturbed, she rolled the suit up and put it on her
pillow. Her eyes spotted something else inside.
She put her hand in and pulled out a translucent white rubber bag. Dangling from
the tip was a hose which she pulled from the box with a flick. Attached to the
end was a thick nozzle that looked like it was made of increasingly smaller
doughnuts until it came to a small hole at the end.
Jenny rolled the nozzle in her hand for a moment, and then looked at the bag.
She twisted the hose and managed to unscrew the hose from the bag. She
recognised it now. One of her friends had something similar hanging in her
bathroom.
She glanced in the box again and saw a jar of something. She pulled it out and
cautiously opened the top. It was full of some sort of sticky jelly, which she
poked with a finger.
"Ewww," she muttered, and wiped her finger on the sheets.
Jenny sat quietly, thinking. The "gifts" she had been given were most unusual.
She picked up the phone beside her bed and dialled her friend's phone number.
"Hi Emmy," she said into the phone. Her real name was Emma, but everyone
referred to her by her nickname. They were known together as "Emmy and Jenny".
"Jenny!" Emmy replied happily. "Sorry I missed school today. How are you?"
"I'm... fine," Jenny said slowly. Emmy regularly missed school, not always
because she was sick. "Hey, I want to ask you something. What's that bag thing
that hangs in your bathroom?"
"Oh, that." Emmy paused for a moment. "It's called an Enema Bag. My parents got
it a while ago. Why do you ask?"
"I um... some creep sent me some weird presents." Emmy's voice became devious.
"You got an enema bag!? Did this "creep" send you a dildo too?"
"No!" Jenny denied, laughing. "So, it's a sex thing, right?"
"Yeah, sort of; you fill it with water and it goes up your butt. It's quite
fun."
"You've used it!" Jenny exclaimed, disbelievingly.
"Of course I have; plenty of time to play when the parent's aren't home."
"You're weird. Hey... do you want to come over? I got some... other things you
might have a clue about." Emmy giggled naughtily. Jenny suspected she was a
lesbian.
"Sure, put some clothes on and I'll be right over." Jenny squealed in
embarrassment.
"I am not nude!" Emmy giggled.
"I am," she said temptingly. Jenny felt her face flush.
"Right, see you then," she said hoarsely, and hung up.
Jenny dressed in a loose shirt and shorts and waited for Emmy to arrive.
Typically, she was wearing a tube top and very tight shorts that showed off her
incredibly hot butt quite well. Her long brown hair hung loose to her waist.
"Hi," she said when the door opened. "You bought a strap-on didn't you?"
"NO!" Jenny squealed indignantly. "Come in," she invited.
"Sure you did," Emmy teased. "You want me to help test it out."
The door shut behind the girls with a thud.
"Come on," Jenny said and walked to her room.
"Let's see," said Emmy, looking searchingly around the room.
"Here," Jenny said, walking over and pulling the enema bag from the box.
"Oooo," Emmy said, taking it from her and studying the rubbery surface. "Weird
nozzle," she remarked. "Let's fill it up!" she said suddenly and dashed out of
the room with it.
"No!" Jenny squealed in horror and chased after her. She found Emmy in the
bathroom, who already had the hose unscrewed and was testing the water.
"Stop that," she said shakily, and snatched the bag from her hands. "You just
want an excuse to look at my arse," she accused.
"And what a fine one it is," Emmy replied, slapping her behind. Jenny giggled,
and ran back to her bedroom with the bag.
"Fine then," Emmy called, and returned with the hose. "So what else did you
get?"
"This," Jenny said, passing her the ring. Emmy peered at it carefully.
"Hey... aren't these pics of you?"
"No!" Jenny replied.
"Yeah, they are!" Curious, Jenny made a grab for the ring which was deftly swung
out of reach.
"Look, it's you standing with your legs apart here," she said pointing, "And
look; You with that hose in your butt!" Jenny snatched the ring back hurriedly,
looking at it closely. Her face paled; the pictures had changed.
"Nice level of detail. Do you really shave?" Jenny looked up at her in horror
and blushed. Emmy squealed in delight.
"You are so weird," Jenny teased nervously.
"Did you get anything else?"
"Yeah, this." She bent over and pulled the rubbery suit from underneath her bed
shakily.
"That thing is totally fucked up," she told Emmy, who was holding the suit up
high and studying it.
"Just imagining you in this makes me horny." She threw the suit at Jenny, who
batted it away in mock terror.
"Like hell I'm ever putting that on. It's got things inside it! Like, between
the legs." Emmys eyebrows raised, and her hands began searching the rubber. One
hand wrapped around the dildo inside.
"You know that now I'll have to see you in that suit if I have to knock you out
to do it." Jenny grinned.
"You can't anyway. There's no zip." Emmy looked thoughtful for a moment, then
took the ring from the bed and studied it.
"Check it out. It's like a story; that's you, then there's you again... wait,
you've got the ring around your neck. Then comes the one with you taking it up
the arse." She giggled then. "And then another with you nude; by the way, nice
breasts." Jenny punched her in the shoulder playfully. "Ow. Then there's you
wearing that suit half-on, then the whole suit."
Emmy turned to look at her, a glint in her eye. "Come on... you know you want
to."
"NO!"
"Aww, come on. Your dad's away on work, and I know your mum works late. They'll
never know." Jenny looked away, sighing.
On an impulse, Emmy deftly slid the ring straight over the girls head.
"Hey!" Jenny squealed, and grinning batted Emmy away. Then she stopped suddenly,
a hand going to her neck.
"SHIT" she screamed, feeling the cold metal tight against her skin. It had
SHRUNK. Emmys' smile had gone, replaced by a look of shock.
"I'm sorry!" she whispered. "I didn't... How could... What..."
Jenny was frantically pulling at the ring, leaving red marks on her skin.
"Oh please, get it off. Get it off! GET IT OFF!" she screamed hysterically. Emmy
sat in shock for several minutes whilst Jen tried vainly to remove the ring from
around her throat.
"Take your clothes off," Emmy said slowly. Jenny froze and looked at her friend.
"We have to follow the story now." She stood and picked up the Enema bag. "Come
on," she told her and walked out of the room.
Emmy waited in the bathroom for a minute before Jenny joined her, holding the
jar of lubricant.
"This... came with it too," she said and handed over the jar resignedly.
Jenny began undressing slowly as Emmy filled the bag with hot, soapy water. It
bulged with water, just like in the picture. Jenny stood shivering in her
underwear, eyeing the bag nervously. It had to be at least 2 litres.
"Lie down," she told her and hung the bag from a coat hook. She opened the jar
slowly and instructed her friend to lie down on her chest. With a shaking hand
she pulled off her friends panties and parted her cheeks.
Jenny's hole twitched in fear as Emmy's finger approached with the lubricant.
"Eeee" Jenny squealed as the finger was slid in, coating her hole with
glistening jelly.
The finger was withdrawn, and Jenny smeared a generous amount on the nozzle.
"Ready?" she asked nervously. Jenny was crying softly.
The nozzle was placed at the entrance to her insides. She shivered when it made
contact.
Emmy put some pressure on it, pushing against the muscles. Jenny tensed, then
with a pop the first ring slid in. Jenny gasped.
"Oh, that feels so fucked up." Emmy pushed again, sliding three more rings in
quickly.
"Owww, it hurts," Jenny moaned, looking over her shoulder.
"There's still more," Emmy said and without a pause began pushing harder.
"AHHHHHH" Jenny cried, and all but one ring slid into her backside.
"Just one more!" Emmy comforted her, smearing more lubricant around the red
pucker. She pushed hard, and Jenny squealed like an animal.
"SHIIIIIIIIIIIT," she yelled and then with a loud pop the final 2 inch ring slid
in. The outer ring now sat tightly against her skin, her arsehole closed around
a thinner 1.5 inch section.
"Oh, I need to shit," Jenny moaned. "It too big, it hurts!"
Emmy looked sympathetic, then twisted the valve on the end of the tube and let
the water begin to flow.
Jenny gasped as the hot water flooded into her bowels.
"Oooo," she moaned as the warmth spread inside her.
"Try on all fours," Emmy suggested to the uncomfortable girl. She hopped up onto
her knees; Emmy thought she looked a bit like a puppy with the tube in her
behind like a tail. The ring around her neck completed the image. Her breasts
hung down, straining at her bra.
"I'm so full," she moaned, wriggling her arse.
"Just a little more," Emmy encouraged, patting her friends behind.
Jenny wriggled the entire time until the bag gurgled empty. Emmy gently removed
the plug from her friends behind, who eagerly dashed for the toilet and without
waiting for Emmy to leave, began expelling noisily.
"Ahhhh," she sighed appreciatively. Emmy left the poor girl to do her business
and went back to Jenny's room to study the rubbery suit.
Jenny returned a few minutes later, rubbing her behind.
"I never want to do that again," she told Emmy with a frown. Emmy smiled weakly.
"You spoil all the fun," she said, earning her a playful wack from her
near-naked friend.
"Take off the bra, and we can continue." Jenny sighed unhappily, and reached
behind her back to release the clasp. She slid the bra off and threw it onto her
bed, standing naked before Emmy, who was becoming decidedly wet. Jenny's full
breasts hung free, defying gravity, dark areolae centred nicely.
The red suit on the floor split up the back with a sigh the moment the bra hit
the bed. Shakily, Jenny squatted down to look at it. The seam had emerged from
the base of the spine to the top of the head, revealing an inside that was
coated with a slimy lubricant. Emmy sat down to study the inside.
A 2 inch thick, 10 inch long dildo sprouted from the inside where Jenny vagina
was soon to be sitting and slightly higher up a slender tube that Emmy guessed
was a catheter. Jenny was going to love that!
Lower down was a protrusion similar to the enema nozzle from before for Jenny's
arse.
The face mask had two tubes from the nose that would soon be lodged in the
girls' sinuses, and something resembling a mouthguard at the front to go in her
mouth. From the middle of the mouthpiece protruded a long, slender tube that was
destined for the girls' throat.
"I can't wear this," Jenny stated flatly. "I won't wear it."
Emmy wrapped a shaking hand around the dildo, sliding it up and down its studded
length.
"If you won't, I will!" At that moment, the doorbell rang. Both girls froze.
"I'll get it," Emmy said since she was the clothed one. She peered through the
window inset into the door but couldn't see anyone outside, so she opened it.
On the doorstep was a package with her name on it.
Feeling nervous and more than a little excited, she brought the package inside
and opened it, to reveal a collar with images of her on it, an identical enema
kit and a blue latex suit.
"Give me an enema," Emmy demanded, already stripping off her clothes.
Jenny gaped at her as her naked friend took the bag and dashed off to the
bathroom. She followed to find the bag already half-full and Emmy positively
quivering with excitement.
"Shit," she yelped, and ran out, returning with the collar in her hands. She
slid it shakily over her head and felt it shrink to lock around her neck.
"Help me," she asked Jenny as she finished filling the bag up and hung it from
the hook.
She took her position on the floor on all fours, and looked expectantly at
Jenny.
"Oh please," Jenny sighed, and lubricated the nozzle. She managed to do the same
to her friends' arsehole under pressure.
"Ewww," she moaned, wriggling her finger around before pulling it out quickly
with a slurp.
She began inserting the nozzle into the girls wriggling behind. Emmy didn't
complain, but she did hiss in pain as the final ring slid home.
Pretty soon Emmy was squatting on the toilet, shaking with anticipation.
She dashed out of the bathroom and shook the suit from the box, which obligingly
opened for her.
"Ohhhh yessss," she moaned, sliding one knee into the slippery inside of the
suit. Both knees in, she began pulling it up.
Her hand wrapped around the base of the dildo, and placed it at her shaven
entrance.
"Come on Jenny, get with it," she teased, and began sliding it into her dripping
pussy.
"It's huge!" she moaned, pushing the tip in an inch. She squatted down, letting
the base sit against the floor, and began lowering herself onto it.
"Mmmmmm, that's good," she hissed, getting it to halfway. She glanced down; eyes
bulging at how much remained.
"I don't know if it'll fit," she moaned unhappily, lowering herself a bit more.
She winced when at 7 inches it reached the end of her canal. Determined, she
kept pushing, the head burrowing into her womb.
Breathing shallowly, her lips touched rubber. She had all 10 inside!
"Oh my, that's amazing!" She pulled it out slightly and placed the second plug
at her anus. It was longer than the nozzle, about 6 inches. She stood it up also
and, moaning the whole time, pushed both into her body.
Jenny was sitting beside her own suit, trying to hide the dampness between her
own legs. Finally she couldn't resist any longer, and began sliding her legs
into the suit. She began inserting the dildo slowly, gasping at its size. The
studs rubbed against her silky inner walls, sending waves of pleasure through
her. She imitated Emmy, standing both plugs up and impaling herself on them.
The full ten inches was a trial for her, stretching her womb to the maximum. She
was groaning in pain when it reached home, feeling it bumping against her
organs.
"Um, what's this?" she queried Emmy who was sitting panting.
"That's a catheter," she replied, not looking up from what she was doing between
her legs. "It goes in your piss hole."
"Ewww," Jenny complained, but bent to the task anyway. It hurt, but she felt a
strange urge to hurry. Eventually the full length of the slippery rubber tube
was in her most private orifice. It felt strange.
Both girls began pulling the lower half of the suits up at the same time. Jenny
pulled it tight, letting her breasts pop into the form-fitting covering. The
back sealed up to half way up her spine.
Nervously she slid her hands into the arms of the suit, making popping noises as
she pushed the air from the finger holes. It was sealed up to her neck, and then
she noticed the mouthpiece.
"Oh no, that can't go down my throat," she moaned, fingering the tube with her
gloved hands.
"Just swallow it," Emmy suggested, and made a strange gagging noise. Jenny
turned to see her with the tip of the tube down her throat. As she watched, Emmy
fed it into her throat, eyes bulging. Once the mouthpiece was safely in her
mouth, Emmy began putting her hair into a pony tail. Once that was done, she fed
the nostril tubes into her nose and pulled the rubber up over her face. Her hair
slid into a thick tube hanging from the rear of the head and it sealed up behind
her head.
Emmy made a hissing noise through her nose and gurgled some strange noise before
giving the thumbs up sign.
When Jenny didn't move, Emmy's blue suited form took the feeding tube and
brought it to Jenny mouth.
"Fine," she said, and sat down on the bed.
"Oooo," she moaned as the plugs surged in her pelvis. She opened her mouth
reluctantly.
Emmy pushed the head into Jenny's mouth, causing her to retch. Jenny swallowed
reflexively, and the tube began sliding into her body.
It felt like swallowing a noodle, Jenny thought as Emmy fed it deeper. Jenny
slid the mouthpiece in between her cheeks. Emmy put Jenny's hair into a pony
tail whilst Jenny inserted her nose tubes. The suit sealed up around her head.
Jenny heard a car pull up outside, Seconds later, the front door opened and
admitted two black-rubber-clad women. Their suits were not complete like Emmy or
Jenny, leaving their faces and hands free. Each woman held a leash in their
hands.
The glint of silver emerged around the necks of the two stunned girls, and a
d-ring melted from the metal at the front. The girls made no movements to
struggle as the leashes were clipped to their collars
"Get up, slut," one woman commanded, tugging on Emmy's leash. The young
blue-suited lesbian stood obediently and followed the woman out.
Jenny felt a tug on her neck, and obediently stood to follow. Her mind her
screamed at her body to run, but instead it docilely followed behind the
black-clad women. A van was parked outside her house.
Jenny was led into the back and ordered to sit down. Her arms were cuffed to a
bench along the side and tubes were attached to her mouth and between her legs,
which were spread wide and cuffed to the bench also. Her collar was clipped to
the wall behind her, immobilizing her.
Beside her was the immobile blue form of Emmy. Across the other side of the van
sat a girl in yellow and another girl in pink, each sitting as docile as a lamb.
The doors to the van slammed shut, and Jenny felt control of her body return.
She screamed into her mouthpiece, squirming in her bonds. All three other girls
were doing the same.
Then a low buzzing noise was heard, and the dildoes lodged willingly in the
girls bodies came to life.
"Welcome to your new lives, cunts," one of the women from the front said as the
van came to life.
The only reply was an increase in the muffled screaming. The buzzing increased
in pitch; the vibrations coursing through Jenny's lower body were heavenly.
Quickly the vibrations brought the girls to thundering orgasms, the first of
many to come as the van pulled off into the night, carrying four girls to an
unknown fate.
