In Need of Work (TF)
Taking the job, you went to the place to see a lot of young girls dressed an anime style maids taking cards and leaving. Clearly this was some sort of maid renting service. Weird but hey you were just the janitor. After a quick talk with the owner you were given a uniform which included dress shoes, socks, brown pants, a white dress shirt, and a black and white ribbon necktie. The outfit was a little stuffy but you figured the pay was worth for some extra spending money, plus you could always quit whenever you wanted too if the work was too hard.
Grabbing your cleaning supplies you began to clean in the back, noticing customers, all men, entering booths and staying in them for an hour allotted time. Shrugging you kept cleaning. I mean this was a maid service so they probably had maids just for prostitution at the place anyways. You were directed to clean the storage room so you headed back there, the door closing as you entered. The place was very dark and dingy. "Geez this will take a lot to clean..." you sighed and got to work turning on the light to the room. The light didn't help much and the room was still quite dark. You dusted and mopped, and moved boxes. It was exhausting. Panting from overexertion you took a break and noticed a puddle of goop on the floor. Luckily it was the last bit you had to clean so after a quick rest you went at it, cleaning up the goop quickly with your mop. What you didn't notice... your shoes were covered in the goop, and it began to spread.
You didn't notice this of course since the goop was spreading over your shoes. You quickly checked the backroom making sure everything was both clean and tidy. The goop moved up, your shoes becoming rubbery, but looking like female flats, as the goop moved up they overcame your socks, making them become white and start growing up, overtaking your brown pants wherever they went. You didn't notice anything until you tried to open the door. It was locked. You knocked on the door to get some attention and heard a squeak when you moved your foot. Looking down you were confused, unsure what was going on. Everything below your knees looked and felt rubbery and you could see your pants slowly being overtaken by the white stockings. In reality the white stockings were just rubber to look like stockings but that matters little at the moment.
Knocking on the door again, you were this time a little more panicked. No one seemed to even bother, as you stopped knocking, just to hear people talking or walking right by without a care. But escaping was really the least of your worries at the moment. The rubber had overtaken your entire legs and now you felt your shirt rumble. Yes like actually rumble. You tried to hold it down only for it to poof out into a frilly skirt, matching those of the maid workers. You felt the rubber move over your cock making it grow hard from the warm feeling. The rubber quickly moved over your frilly maid skirt, giving it a sheen off the ceiling lights.
Holding down your skirt was not a very wise idea however, as it allowed the goop to spread to your hands, and move even quicker over your body. Your hands were covered in the goop, your fingers forced together as they became more like rubbery mittens than hands. The rubber moved up your arms, making them become hairless and coated in rubber, as you felt all your strength being zapped from you. The goop continued to overtake your shirt, continuing the theme from the skirt, as your sleeves shortened and became puffy short sleeves, just covering your shoulders. Your neckline plunged, being adorned by white frills. Your chest pushed out two rubbery orbs which squeaked and rubbed together. It felt like your top was simple painted on your rubbery breasts, and that's because it pretty much was. Your ribbon puffed full of air, turning rubbery just like the rest of you. With some last effort you cried out, "HELP! PLEASE! ANYONE!" But by this time it was far too late.
You gulped as the rubber slimmed down your neck and began covering your face and even your hair. Your hair was styled into a rubbery mass, simulating a pigtail, well just one of the two. Only part of your face had changed anyways. Down below you felt your cock begin to tingle with delight, as you felt rubber form around the base of your shaft. Your balls and cock fell off onto the floor into a purple dildo, in its wake, a rubbery 'O' shaped pussy underneath your massive skirt.
The goop kept its onslaught on your face. Your mouth was forced into a perfect 'O' shape, your lips becoming rubbery and soft as your mouth was formed into a deep, rubber receptacle, for what made you shudder. Your left eye became covered by the goop, and to your surprise you could still see. Your new rubberized eye was painted on, the size of half your face almost. Definitely inspired from an anime style of sorts. By now not much was left of your old body. Your face quickly finished rubbering out, your other eye following suit and becoming simply painted on. Other facial features like a nose and even makeup and blush became painted on your face. The other half of your hair was finally rubberized, becoming a rubber mass imitating the other pigtail.
It wasn't over and you whimpered internally, squeaking externally as the last bits of your outfit rubberized and puffed up. You felt a pinch in your hair and torso, but unable to move your gaze you couldn't tell it was your new nozzles. The nozzles would do their job, transferring all your old body bits into air to fill the doll. You could only sit still as your legs and arms were forced into a loving, accepting pose. Now you were complete. Nothing more than a sex doll dressed as a maid.
You sat on the floor for who knows how long. Waiting in dead silence. You cried internally wishing you could blink or move your rubbery limbs, but nothing. The only response were squeaks from your rubber form. After some time... maybe an hour? Maybe a day? Time meant nothing to an immovable object the door to the storage room opened and you saw... your boss!
"Well well you turned out pretty nice there Sadayo" he smirked. Your name wasn't Sadayo but you couldn't exactly say anything in return besides, "Squeak". The man easily picked up your form, you only weighed a pound or two, and began carrying you through the facility. Your body still retained its perfect form, even if you were being carried on your side, your boss's arm around your thin waist. You were placed in one of the booth and realized how much trouble you were in. The booth was pretty much just a bed, and what it looked like on the way in, the customer paid for a certain amount of time... with a sex doll... i.e. you. You sat in silence, your limbs spread out making you warm and inviting. It wasn't long before your door opened to see a middle aged business man, clearly in need of blowing off a bit of pent of energy.
Without a word he dropped his pants and forced his cock into your rubber mouth. You wanted to throw up! You could taste and smell his dick! Even though you had no mouth or nose to speak off. You could feel the man thrust into your mouth as your body rocked and squeaked from the effort. The man didn't last long and he was soon spent, filling your plastic mouth with his gunk. You hacked internally as the taste and warmth of the salty cum filled your rubber mouth. It was all you could taste, or even comprehend until the cum cooled off after a few short minutes. The man didn't pay for much time and left you on the bed, his cum drooling out of your mouth. He left without a word, clearly unaware the doll was a human, or maybe he did know.
Shortly later your next customer arrived, a high schooler. And from your position on the bed you noticed a clock above the door, which showed how long the customer paid. This horny teen had you for a whole hour!? And of course being a horny teen he got to work. Starting with a face fuck you squeaked and shook as he forcefully fucked your rubber head, filling it with cum for the second time in ten minutes. But this boy wasn't done oh no. Next he stuck his hard cock between your rubber balloons and began thrusting. The more the teen thrusted into your rubbery boobs the more you began to feel... pleasure? You weren't sure what it was but it wasn't the worst feeling at all. The boy fucked your tits hard for maybe ten minutes? You lost track in the bliss, broken out of the trance when you felt your breasts covered in warmth. You squeaked wanting to look down at your breasts, but unable to do more than glance forward. The boy as expected moved your skirt out of the way, the skirt being the only piece of fabric on your body, and started going to town on your puffy, plastic pussy. This feeling was much stronger as you squeaked and rocked from being forcefully fucked in your tight, plastic cock sheath. This actually felt really good! Much better than being fucked in your tits or mouth, even though you hated to admit it, those felt good too. You couldn't help but moan as the horny teen's cock pierced into your plastic cunt. Eventually your snatch was also filled with seed, your body squeaking as a result. The boy looked down panting, grabbing a rubber boob causing you to squeak loudly, and on the inside moan loudly. The boy smirked. "Give me ten minutes" He of course didn't let your rest, choosing to grope and caress your rubber form to get him hard again, which worked marvelous, and was pleasureful to you to boot. You lost how many times the boy came inside or on you within the hour. All you know was that your entire body was coated in his seed, and your mouth and pussy were full too, leaking out the boys cum.
??? TIME LATER
You happily moaned and squeaked as your customer fucked your face full of his hard meaty cock. You had lost track of time being a sex doll, but you didn't care. After being filled and covered with a man's sticky, salty, tasty, gunk day in and day out. You loved having both of your holes filled to the brim with cum, and Sadayo, you, eventually became the most in demand sex doll at the Sex Doll Brothel. You would wind up every day having to be thoroughly cleaned of at least the cum of three dozen different men. And you couldn't wait to get back into your booth and back to work. You were a sex doll. You were just a plaything! And you loved it!
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