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...Waking up was a completely new ballgame. Juliet's phone alarm went off as expected, but when she rolled over to turn it off, she realized something had dramatically changed - Aside from the shiny heels made of rubber practically coating her from the knee down. Juliet's pants were gone, though she had been unable to remove them because of the boots, and a quick toss of the cover revealed that her underwear was still on, but her pants...Had turned into thigh-highs? Long latex thigh-highs, they likely dipped down into her new heels, but they traveled up perfectly to mid-thigh. The scent had hit her nose as well, it was strong and a little stifling at first, but once she started moving around it seemed to fade into the back of her mind. It was a surprisingly arousing scent, and the way the thigh-highs made her legs look did roll a few sexy thoughts through her head, but she forced herself to focus - Her pants were missing, after all. It's not as if anyone was about to enter her home, but she was quite happy that her panties had remained on, and a quick scan of the room showed that nothing else was different. Getting out of bed, Juliet checked all the doors and windows, trying her key in the lock and everything, but there was no sign of forced entry or a broken lock - She was trying very hard not to believe her pants turned into latex stockings, but the only evidence pointed towards it being true. The heels seemed a little different as well, she could've sworn they must've grown overnight, and the arch was a little more dramatic - Like more weight was being balanced onto her toes.

Checking her pants drawer, and luckily those hadn't been turned into anything latex, but Juliet realized that the same inability to bend her ankle downwards meant that even her stretchiest yoga pants couldn't get pulled on over the rubber heels. A quick change of underwear, another stab at trying to cut the heels off and even attempting to get the thigh-highs off, but it ended the same - Still stuck with them, but she was impressed at how flexible the rubber thigh-highs were - As if they were already worn-in. Her leg flexibility was only slightly restricted, but she noticed that the stockings didn't slip at all, which would've been great if she wasn't stuck with them. Juliet went back to the kitchen to grab her manual measuring tape - The soft and flexible kind clothes-makers used, rather than the harsh metal kind for construction and what not. Quickly taking her half-inch accurate measurements down on her phone, it was going to be a skin-tight suit after all, so she could just get a little more than she needed and make it work.

Having to go with a skirt, Juliet was not very happy. Her longest skirt only went past her knees, and even her dresses had about the same length, so she had to roll with it. The shined rubber heels didn't match at all, and even the slightest gust of wind would show off her latex thigh-highs, the temperature wasn't going to be too forgiving outside either. Juliet switched out her pajama top for a long-sleeve shirt, and tossed on a coat as well - It wasn't expected to be much higher than 60 degrees, and the Fabrics shop was even further than the Halloween store. Juliet was thankful that the heels didn't seem to need any breaking in, because it was somewhat of a struggle to walk in, and the looks she was receiving were a tad embarrassing. It would've made her feel more confident if she had actually been in her costume - They looked and almost felt like some sort of Dominatrix heels, but being trapped in them made her feel very submissive, if she was to feel anything.

Opening the door to Katie's Fabrics let a warming gust of wind blow past Juliet, it showed off her kinky leggings and heels to anyone that was look, but she made an effort to not bask in the initial warmth too long and shuffled over to a sales clerk. "Hey, uhm, I saw on your website that...that you carry, y'know..." Juliet realized at the worst possible moment that she wasn't going to be able to explain away buying big sheets of rubber without pretty much everyone suspecting she was a kinkster. "...I-It's for a costume; I uh...Just need to know where the latex is." She practically blurted out, her face glowing red with a sweet sheepish smile, but the clerk took notice to the timid nature and guided Juliet over to the section without engaging her in a conversation - Mistaking her for being shy. "The cutting station is at the front, when you're done choosing..." The clerk had finally gotten a good look at Juliet's not-so-hidden rubber fetish heels. "...At the front." The female clerk blushed slightly as well, and moved off quickly to go tell one of her co-workers. Juliet managed to stop herself from shouting 'it's not what you think!' which never worked anyways, and just checked her phone before moving closer to all the spools of rubber. Not realizing latex came in other colours, Juliet decidedly pulled each one out to look them over, - and Even though she knew she was only there for the black stuff. They all had the same familiar smell, such as when she first tossed off her blankets in the morning, but with such a large amount of rubber so close together, she couldn't help but get even more aroused than she had earlier. When she was finally able to clear her head of the overwhelming rubber scent, it did strike her as odd that none of them were shiny, even going as far as to hold the black spool by her leg and lift her skirt slightly - Nowhere near the same amount of sheen, in fact, it was quite dull looking.

It hadn't crossed her mind until that moment to use what was inexplicably stuck to her legs as a part of her costume, but she took the spool to the cutting station and requested the amount she had calculated earlier when she woke up. The way the cutting station clerk looked and spoke to Juliet had her feeling as if everyone in the store now had some rumour in his or her head about an exhibitionist fetish queen that had come in to buy more material. "So...How come this...this stuff is so dull-looking? I've uh...I've seen it in pictures...on the internet...That rubber is supposed to be, y'know...shiny." Juliet hoped the question she asked the clerk would throw off the rumour idea she had made up, "Not sure, this is how it comes in, but...aren't you-" The clerk pointed with her scissors down at Juliet's heels, "-I mean, you should tell me." The cutting-station clerk gave a soft giggle, and finished getting the correct lengths, putting it all in a large bag for Juliet who had gone awful quiet to spare herself further questions. Paying for her goods and quickly rushing out, getting to her apartment faster than she had left it, and tossing the bag on the bed. A quick stop to the rest room, and she was back out ready to start making her suit.

The heavy scent of latex had filled the room faster than she had expected, and Juliet furrowed her eyebrows a bit as she moved to her bed...The sheets, the pillows, and the comforter were all latex. The colours were the same, black comforter with white sheet and a white pillow, but all made of latex now. Did she not notice that before? There was a distinct scent of something she couldn't quite place her finger on; something added that was just as potent as the smell of latex. Moving the bag to dump the unshined contents out, Juliet noticed where she had left her pajama shirt, was now a tight looking latex shirt - It was now less about dealing with the situation, and starting to get much more worried. What was happening? Was she simply losing her mind? A stumbling few steps to her dresser didn't answer the question; she had pulled open the top drawer in an increasing state of panic to reveal all of her underwear was replaced with latex. Socks, panties, bras, and when she opened up her other drawers, it had happened to all of her clothes. Slamming all the drawers shut, Juliet spun around and took a few panting breathes - If she weren't so used to the rubber smell by now, she would've been completely overwhelmed with the fresh-yet-pungent scent of the fetishy material. "What the fuuuck!" Juliet grunted through her teeth, and went to her now-rubber-covered bed to pick up her phone. The short distance felt different, and when she looked down, Juliet noticed her skirt was black rubber now as well - A lot shorter too, not even covering her thigh-highs anymore, and with a white frill trim. There was a distinct frilly white smock of some sort covering the skirt-front somewhat as well.

Plopping down and putting a hand to her chest, Juliet took in slow, deep breathes to try to calm herself down, but all it did was turn her on more. Constantly inhaling the delicious scent of rubber, a material she would've had no idea she had an affinity for, was becoming distracting, and her mind wandered introspectively. Juliet's hand started to slip down, creeping up her short latex skirt as her mind wandered away from trying to figure out whom to call, and falling into the thought of how to best use such an immense amount of kinky stuff. When her finger tips brushed over the gusset of her panties, the smooth feeling of latex snapped her awake - Lifting up her rubber skirt while spreading her legs a little, she could see her previously red cotton thong was now a full-bottom white latex panty. "Nng..." was the best she could come up with afterwards. Fighting the urge to touch herself more, she quickly dialed her bestest best friend and bit her bottom lip. It rang, and rang more, it rang all the way to voice-mail where the automated messaged chimed in to tell Juliet to leave a message. "Sarah...I uh, don't know how to explain this, but you need to um...You need to come to my place like, now. Now now. A.S.A.P. Now. This is URGENT."

Juliet hit the 'End' button and let out a whimpery sigh, her eyes refocusing on the room and her jaw dropped. Her blinds were now black rubber curtains. Her jewelry was all replaced with collars, handcuffs, hoods, and gags. All the tools she had left on the counter were now sex toys! With a quick toss of her head back and forth, Juliet noticed that almost everything in her room was...was kinky! The coat and shirt she wore had turned into a somewhat loose black corset with white straps on the front, a wide-band frilly white collar, and a tight black half-coat made of the same material that stuck to her well, while having puffy short-sleeves that were lined with white frills around the hem. It seemed to have joined with the skirt, so she would have to take off the corset if she wanted what she now realized was a latex French-maids uniform. Getting up onto her feet was a lot harder now; Juliet practically fell right over when she had gotten up onto her ridiculously tall en-pointe fetish heels. The spike was easily five-inches now, but the heels were now angled to mimic ballet boots...Just really, fetishy ones. Wobbling over to her floor-length mirror dangling from her closet door, Juliet didn't even dare open the door, and just stood there gawking at herself. It was an almost perfect image of a latex French maid, but...She almost couldn't believe it was herself. It was still Juliet. It had to have been. The corset pushed up her chest as well, where her average C-cups were now looking much more like modest D-cups, and it slimmed her figure a little as well. The en-pointe ballet boots made her stand much taller and much straighter as well. A hand felt up at the collar, which was tight enough to keep her finger from slipping under, but loose enough to keep her from choking, and that's when Juliet heard her phone ring. She had forgotten about calling Sarah, forgotten about making the Catwoman catsuit, and thanks to the ridiculous heels, she spun slowly to wobble over to her phone. When Juliet tried to pick it up, she couldn't. Her hands were balled up...Literally. She could still tell she had hands, but black globes covered them and rendered her finger-less. Juliet could see it was Sarah calling, but the big rubber balls that covered her hands kept her from picking up the phone, let alone answering it. The screen stayed lit long enough for her to see a text message hit her notification bar that read, 'I'll b right over, UR really into kinky stuff aren't U?' Juliet hadn't...told anyone. She didn't know anyone at the fabric shop either. Before the screen went black, she saw a split-second glimpse of herself from the shoulders up - Her phone's front-facing camera was taking pictures and...and sharing? But how? In a panic, Juliet started to scan the room back and forth in search of something to help, but what could? She couldn't grab anything, walking was nearly impossible, and she was certain the corset was getting tighter by the minute, plus her best friend was going to be here any minute!