It squeezed him so tight, legs pinned perfectly together and his arms fast to his sides as he bucked and squirmed, seeming only to inch the shiny rubber further up his prone form, squeaking against the cool floor as he did. Try as he might no amount of strength could pull him free from the encroaching embrace of the rubber serpent. Where he had been clothed before, the rubber seemed to dissolve the cloth away, fusing down to adhere as a perfect second skin, sensitive, body stretching to fill it ...