\n\t\t\t\t\tzohakuAn adult Rika getting a bit of a makeover thanks to a latex-Renamon who has a sever lack of aspect of personal boundaries.
EDIT: added a story for no good reason.
(note: story may not be cannon with Zohaku's vision)
Rika stumbled back and pressed her hands to the wall behind her to steady herself. She could no longer feel her socks or shoes against her feet. It was as if the slick black goo that hand encased her legs, was running up her body, had replaced them. Where before she had felt the plastic like living liquid running over her skin, sending shocking tingles of pleasure with each inch of her they coated, now it was as if the plastic goo was her, and it was her slick wet clawed feet resting against the rough earth. Her mind was no longer in the panic that it was before when she ran afoul of the living latex creature. She had never noticed it in the dark, and the second she stepped on it, the creature had within seconds encased her feet and legs in their tight slick grip. But as it ran over her body, it's cool tightness pressing over her clothes and skin, she felt almost unbelievable sensations of pleasure, as if every inch in covered became aware to every shift, every movement and each sensation brought on by the cool creature filled Rika with a growing warmth she had never felt before.
A cold sweat had broken across her brow and her panicked breathing was now a steady pant as her mind tried to comprehend what was happening to her. She dared not move her feet, nor struggle more than she had, but even with her shifting weight she could feel the latex as if it were her new skin, but tighter, smoother, every soft breeze of wind exciting with alien sensations. Her now encased arms and newly born two-fingered hands trembled from both an unexplainable fear and excitement to the transformation taking place.
Rika had almost passed out the moment when the creature ran itself over her groin. As the cool latex ran up and covered her pants, it was if she could feel the creature bleeding through the fabric and coating her soft and sensitive flesh. Horrified as she was, she nearly came in an instant when she felt the slickness run over her sex, and a inexplicable feeling as if the creature was finding a way inside her. Her cunt and ass trembled and she felt herself becoming wet despite the situation as her most sensitive area was being overrun and transformed by the creature. Even now, the most degenerate and immoral of thoughts seemed to be ghosting in the back of her head, random whispers on the wind of her consciousness that coaxed her to give in to the debauchery of her new tight slick flesh.
Rika hadn’t noticed before when part of the creature had taken on the face of her beloved Renamon, or if it had always been that way in the darkness, but now she could see that part of it leaning over her with glowing eyes filled with lust. The living mask smiled and opened it maw, a long black tongue extended impossibly long and flicked and licked at Rika's lips and mouth. She should have been repulsed by this, but her mind was so addled and body so hot she could barely move. Slowly she opened her mouth and barely extended her own tongue, allowing the intruder access. With a gentle passion their tongues ran over each other’s, a perverse kiss that broke what little shard of Rika's struggling mind there was.
Now Rika wanted nothing more to give in to her new alien lover, run her new fingers over her slick black flesh and feel the cascading heat from the orgasm growing inside her wash over her like a boiling wave. To feel the heat of her fingers in her wet pussy and ass, to touch and taste every inch of her new latex flesh. Her eyes stared forward blankly as her mind was assaulted the by addictive sensations coursing though her old and new body. Her mind surrendered to the slowly building pleasures and heat that was happening inside her, the sparks of joy running from her heart to her fingertips and toes. Short gasps followed by a longing sigh came from Rika's lips as she felt the mask lowing towards her face and the rest of the creature encroaching toward her chest and neck.
Soon, very soon, things would be completely different.