The Suit (short story not explicit)

[Cherie]

Jake was ushered to a cubicle with one of those old fashioned white rubber curtains.
“Take off all your clothes and put all your possession’s in the locker then get dressed and someone will be along shortly”, the nurse said.
There was a stool, a wall mounted locker and a single hook from which hung a royal blue shiny suit.
He had no idea what treatment was to follow, but he did as instructed until he was fully undressed with everything in the locker except its key which hung around his wrist on the provided rubber band.
He sat on the stool and slipped his legs into the suit slowly. It was pure plastic with no lining, equally smooth and shiny on the inside and out. The one piece outfit was a perfect size but he slightly struggled to slide his bare arms into the sleeves, causing it to pull pleasingly between his legs.
He looked down as first his man parts, then stomach and finally chest were all enveloped in vinyl as his zipped himself into the outfit.
With nothing else to do as he waited his hands idly explored the smooth surface of his PVC prison which crackled quietly as it moved.

The curtain pulled back abruptly, “sorry mister Pegg, there has been a mix up, you can get dressed and go home, your doctor will contact you with more information”, said an annoyingly cheerful nurse who was wearing a baby blue uniform and rubbery clear plastic apron.

Jake was both relieved and disappointed as he had to remove the suit and took longer than was strictly necessary to peel himself out of it. He hung it back up, pressing his uncovered body into its warm and delicious folds before opening the locker.
He dressed, all the time looking at the shiny suit and wondering what possible treatment required the patient to be naked in a plastic suit - maybe the mistake was just one of timing and he would have to return to be forced into plastic once more.

He pulled his shoulder bag from the locker, but as he did so, he noticed a crinkle noise and saw something shine. There, at the bottom was a cellophane package. Jake removed it, his heart raced as he saw inside what very much looked like another folded plastic suit - brand new. The white label said “Medical suit G8 - size M”.

Jake’s heart raced as he exited the main door into the cold drizzle, his bag clutched to his side to both hide and protect the theft he had just committed. He hoped the bus would be there soon as he REALLY wanted to be home quick.

The End

[Sbr.and.vinyl]

What a nice little tale. I am particularly partial to the wearing of pvc suits, macs, jackets, anything really. But particularly hooded suits. I buy two at a time and wear one inside out inside the other so you have the shiny smooth side both inside and out. It is an absolute joy feeling it slowly slide on all over. I know what I will be doing next now!

[rubbermackintosh]

As the puritanical Welsh around here would say "There's naughty now"

[Gloria77]

Lovely story