Walking down the street is an unusual female figure, clad in an outfit made from gleaming and polished white latex. From certain angled, the reflected light seemed to have a light blueish tint, making it only appear whiter. But the figure itself was a not really reflecting the of the colour of purity, as she did not show herself to be that pure in nature.
The stride of her steps is short, as her feet are encased in a pair of ballet boots that seems to be part of the suit that covers her body, forcing her to stand on the tips of her toes, her ankles locked in the rigid position and her heels supported by a graceful wedge that merged with the sole of the boots toes of a size not much larger then two or three coins. In addition, a length of chain, each link encased in white latex, runs between her boots, attached to rings set into the wedge heel, further shortening her stride.
Her legs are shapely and well formed , running towards her hips and crotch, which is a smooth expanse of rubber, though it appears that her pussy is filled by a large object from the way the material covers it.
Around her waist, she wears a strict corset that reduces her waist by some margin, closed on the back and locked by a padlock, making it hard to remove. A neck corset is wrapped around her neck, similar in design to her corset, locked on the back by a padlock and with a ring dangling from the front, bearing a small metal plaque, reading ‘292038’. A well hidden zipper runs from beneath the neck corset down to beneath the corset, prevented from opening by the padlock on those two items. Her arms are slender and end in fine fingered hands, the material of her suit covering them nicely.
The head of the woman itself is coated in an even thicker layer of white rubber, making it appear like the head of a mannequin. The face has no features at all, only a button nose without any nostril openings, while her eyes are smoothed over. Not even her ears are visible as bumps. Only a thick white and ribbed rubber hose sticks out from where her mouth should be and there isn’t even any visible transition between her hood and the hose.
Her breasts, hanging from her chest are large breasts, though they are not obscenely so and the material of her suit has been thickened in places to help support them. Each of her nipples is pierced by a large ring. Still, with each of her steps, those breasts swing around, moving in rhythm with the movement of her body and steps.
Between her breasts, a large bag of translucent white rubber hangs, easily able to hold five liters when completely filled, suspended by a pair of chains connected to the piercings of her nipples. It is possible to see what the bag contains and it seems to be a mixture of a golden liquid with spits of a milky white. As there is a thin tube of white rubber leading from the bottom of the bag to the woman’s crotch, it is clear that the liquid is a mixture of her urine and her cum.
At the same time, the bag is connected to the hose coming from the woman’s mouth, seamlessly moulded into the bag. As the bag expands and deflates with each of the woman’s breaths, it is clear that the bag acts as a rebreather bag, one that has a security valve to prevent over pressure, occasionally adding the scent of urine, cum and stale air to the already powerful smell of rubber that surrounds her. Another valve seems to be connected to a bubbler that is integrated into the bag, allowing her to take a breath of air that has run through the urine and cum.
The latex clad woman moves with a clear purpose, as if she needs to be somewhere to do something. It is a bit hard to imagine what that would be, but she seems to be at peace with whatever her purpose should prove to be.