(16 Feb 2020, 08:31 )SlaveToRubber Wrote: I've always had the fantasy of being literally glued inside a rubber catsuit, with no way of removing my rubber skin except to rip or cut my way out. This always seemed like a cool idea that would be impossible to execute due to cost and practicality.
Recently, however, I have been acquiring new rubber and beginning to phase out some old pieces. One of these pieces is an old Latex Catfish 0.4mm neck entry suit. The suit has been repaired by myself countless times and is really on the verge of falling to pieces any day now; in other words - a perfect candidate. This is where my fantasy could become a one-time reality! I only need to find a sacrificial rubber hood, get dressed in the suit and hood, clean lubricant off of the areas to be glued, apply rubber cement and permanently connect the two 😈.
The only remaining factor is to have my environment optimized to keep myself sealed in the rubber for as long as I can stand. I'm thinking of a long weekend, with a goal of possibly 48 hours in the suit. I have done 24 hours in a suit voluntarily with no issues. For this scenario, I would have to sweep my entire house for sharp objects like scissors, tools or kitchen utensils so I have nothing at my disposal if I try to quit before the 48-hour mark. A pair of scissors would be in a time-release safe, which would finally grant me my escape after two full days. I would meal prep, and keep plenty of water to stay healthy and hydrated for the duration.
What do you all think of my plan? What else can I do to make the "trapped in the suit" aspect more real? Additional restraints or limitations? I would very much appreciate your feedback!
Hilariously, I managed to fulfil this goal by pure accident.
A couple of years ago, I bought a full-body catsuit on discount and tried it once. For some reason, I got a suit with female parts. In order to make it comfortable, I ordered a sheath, cut the vaginal condom off, and glued the sheath into its place. The catsuit was perfect except for one single thing.
The zip was defective, and I was totally stuck inside the suit. It was catastrophe, the only way was to cut myself out of the suit. With a heavy heart, I circumcised the suit around my belly and escaped.
Now, instead of a suit, I possess a pair of gloves, a hood, trousers, and some material.
Here is what it looked like right before I had to cut my suit (it lived less than a day).