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Blahblahblah disclaimer blahblahblah adult, kinky stuff.

This is a quick oneshot! It won't have the major lead up some stuff does, but hope you all enjoy it.

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The thief eyed the gun pointed at her carefully. The Prosecutor holding it, a sly smirk on her face, gestured for the thief to step back from the safe she had managed to open, the evidence against her sitting *right* there, but she didn't dare reach for it. Reluctantly stepping back, her hands out wide to try and appear harmless. With another simple gesture, the Prosecutor motioned for the thief to drop her kit, her belt, and anything else she might be carrying.. And then casually started to speak "Well well well.. I've caught a little mouse trying to rig her own trial. Naughty. And will likely extend your sentence by many years.. Unless you do exactly as I say. Now strip, all of it off."

The thief straightened as if slapped, but knew it was the truth. If this was reported, her sentence would go from quite light to potentially over a decade. Seeing little choice, she starts to slip out of her tight leather suit, having it drop to the ground and stepping out of it. Gesturing to the side, away from the pile of clothes, the Prosecutor directed the thief through a couple of doors, then to a bookcase, which opened into a large room that didn't appear on any blueprints. Walking into the cool space, the thief was ordered to stop, then something rubbery was thrown at her.. A hood. "Put your hair up in a ponytail, and put that on. Now."

Lifting the rubbery material, the thief carefully examined the hood.. Open faced, neck entry only, with a hole for her ponytail.. and.. she sniffed a couple of times.. Glue? No, couldn't be, had to be lubricant. Seeing the gun wave at her again, she quickly pulls the hood over her head, then shudders.. It WAS glue.. slippy, but she could feel it already setting as it was warmed by her head. Looking to the gun, she was forced to make a very difficult choice indeed.. A decade in jail, or let this woman continue? Before she could decide, a large ball was thrown to her. Sighing, she worked it, with difficulty, into her mouth, forcing it back between her teeth, her mouth stretch wide. A couple of moments later, she groaned.. her tongue couldn't force it out, it would take both hands at least.

What came next was a full catsuit, with gloves and stockings attached.. thick, and incredibly tight looking, and cups to support, even enhance, her breasts. Turning ti around and around, she couldn't find a zip, until her captor finally laughed at her and pointed to the neck. Stretching it out, the thief began to struggling into it, feeling the slippy glue help her slide into it, biting down heavily on the gag as she knows she is just sealing herself into it.. She could only hope it would degrade with time.. Her thoughts were derailed as the suit reached her crotch, feeling two very large toys lined up to enter her. Wide eyed, she looked to her captor, who just gestured with the gun again. Biting down on her huge gag, the thief squeezes her eyes shut and lets out a low groan as she forcibly fills herself.. The toys stretching her extremely wide. Eventually, she managed to get the suit up, the high neck covered the neck of the hood. A corset followed, which she was forced to lace up insanely tight.. Her waist shrinking to a very pleasing hourglass, and typically, glued into place as well.. As where the knee boots with their tall heel. A tight mask was handed over as well, going over her mouth to further seal the gag in place, adding another tighter layer.

What came next actually scared the thief, a gasmask handed to her.. Its edges rimmed with more of the glue. Seeing her reluctance, the Prosecutor pressed a button on a small remote she was holding.. And those evil toys suddenly sprang to life, vibrating deep inside her! Quickly, wide eyed and squealing quietly, she begins to forced the gasmask over her head and face, pulling the straps as tight as she could, as directed. Mercifully, the toys were then turned off.. but something was wrong.. the thief was getting more and more aroused with every breath she took! confused, she didn't resist as the Prosecutor began to force her hands into mitts, and by the time she made the connection between her increasing arousal and the gasmasks filter, she was kneeling on the floor, breasts heaving, her erect nipples just visible through the thick rubber pushing her breasts up and apart pleasingly.

The Prosecutor smirked a little and squatted down next to her doll "Cosy in there? It was so good of you to dress up like this for me, even knowing about that glue and all. I do wonder how you expect to get it off really, its a very strong adhesive in there.. And I certainly don't have any solvent. Of course I'll need to call in now that you broke in.. And I'll tell them you took the evidence, and fled. When you don't turn up to court tomorrow, they'll believe me. Whos going to look for you here, after all? You just traded a decade in prison for this, so I do hope you enjoy it, my pretty little rubber doll.."

While the thief tried to digest her captors words, she didn't notice her hands been pulled behind her until they were crossed, each hand pulled towards the opposite shoulder, and bound securely in place with some stout straps. Stepping back, staring at those wide, pleading, aroused eyes through the lenses, she pulled out the remote, and turned the vibrators back on, at a low setting. "Those are powered and recharged by heat.. and you're going to be ohhhh so warm in there. Your gasmask will see to that. I see no reason to ever turn it off!" Laughing a little, she steps back again and watches her new toy squirm all over the floor desperately, moaning quietly, the ball, mask and gasmask over that all keeping her very quiet, the squeaks and creaks of her outfit filling the air, along with a quiet hum..

"Have fun" was the last thing the thief heard, before the door closed and the light went out...