Latex Coser or Toy Puppy

All content is purely fictional, and the introductory text is created solely for immersive context.

At the comic convention, I noticed a cosplayer wearing a latex outfit, and I suspected it was a full-body latex suit.
I observed her from a distance for a long time and saw that the edges of her headpiece were also black latex, suggesting that beneath the headpiece was likely another latex hood.
When the convention ended, I approached her and struck up a conversation, inviting her to my place under the pretense of a private photoshoot. To my surprise, she agreed.
Braving the awkward experience of being stared at by passersby, I brought her to my home. She was breathing heavily and removed her headpiece, revealing, as expected, a featureless black latex face underneath.
She rested for only five minutes before swiftly putting the headpiece back on and zipping up the back.
Facing this cosplayer, I pretended to take photos for a few minutes, but my desires soon got the better of me, and I made a move on her. She didn’t resist; instead, she was very cooperative and let out an adorable feminine voice.
Her chest was incredibly soft—real, not padded with prosthetics, likely because the latex suit was so tight.
Lifting her short skirt, I saw the seamless black latex bodysuit, completely covering her skin, except for a zipper in one area.
When I touched her crotch through the zipper, she reacted immediately, her body clearly sensitive. I handed her a vibrating toy and let her use it on herself.
This cosplayer was too good with the toy—she brought herself to the edge in no time, driving herself wild. I was thrilled watching her, and soon she finished, saying she couldn’t take it anymore and handing the toy back to me.
I brought out a restraint birthing chair from my house and gestured for her to lie down. She didn’t refuse and obediently complied, letting me secure her hands and feet.
Now she was like meat on a cutting board, completely at my mercy. I focused on the zipper at her crotch, curious to see what was inside.
As I opened the zipper, I saw feminine features—hairless and wet.
I pressed the vibrating toy directly against her and turned it to max. Her reaction was even more intense than before, and she cried out loudly. I was genuinely worried the neighbors might hear.
Her waist arched as the vibrations overwhelmed her, and she occasionally shouted pleas of “I can’t take it,” but her voice was muffled through the hood and headpiece, so I pretended not to hear.
What’s more, the birthing chair could be fitted with a machine. As the machine’s attachment entered her body, she began to tremble, and as I increased the speed, her reactions grew even more intense.
After a relentless session with the machine, the cosplayer was utterly exhausted. I removed her headpiece to let her catch some fresh air.
But that was only part of my plan. Shortly after removing the headpiece, I placed a plastic bag over her head and turned the machine back on.
The plastic bag clung easily to the latex hood, reducing her breathing space the more it stuck. She was still being ravaged by the machine in this state and eventually let out a desperate cry—I’m sure the entire building could hear it.
She told me I nearly “finished her off,” her voice trembling with a sob, and tears seeped through the tiny eye holes of her hood.
After resting for a bit, she used the bathroom. When she came out, she had removed her cosplay outfit, revealing a glossy black latex bodysuit underneath. On her head was a small dog-themed hood with the word “TOY” printed on it.
The hood had breathing control valves on both sides. She was breathing through four small holes in the valves. I completely closed the right valve and adjusted the left one to control her breathing.
This “puppy” was placed back on the birthing chair, tormented by the machine once again. Her hood could also be attached to a breathing bag, and watching the bag inflate and deflate was quite amusing.
This puppy girl must have climaxed countless times, until even her breathing became faint and weak.