Having been laid off for several months, I was spending my Saturday morning, as usual, by the pool, pouring over the classifieds as usual. There was all the same old stuff, nothing new, with the economy down as it was it was kind of to be expected. Now do not get me wrong, my wife Clair, the lawyer made serious bank, in no way were we hurting for money. For a while I was enjoying being a kept man, but after a while I began to grow very restless. I needed a job mostly to keep me from going insane. Not even a job, I needed a new hobby, a change of scenery, something, anything. I had been spending my days working on the gardens around our house, and biking the back roads where we lived. It had done me well, I had lost a bunch of weight, and had started to get a pretty good tan. And being that we lived on a 55 acre plot, I had spent more then a few days nude by our pool making sure that my tan was good and even.

Sipping my coffee on the patio, Clair, my wife had just come out for her morning swim. She stepped out into the sun in her old beat up blue bathrobe, same as always, red hair pulled back into a simple pony tail.

"Anything new and exciting?" she asked.

"Nope, just the same old crappy jobs that no one wants".

"Well I have something new and exciting for you." She loosened up her robe, and underneath I could see green glow in the morning sun. I just about dropped my coffee. "I thought you seemed down and could use a new sex toy. So here I am"

She knew how much I loved rubber. Her leotard must have been custom made, it fit her without a single wrinkle anywhere, the boning pushing in on her already impossibly flat stomach, pushing up her fantastic chest. I stood up and nearly tackled her with lust. My hands feeling the taut film encasing her torso. She grabbed my hand and forced it down to her crotch, my hand slipping between her thighs, and into where her sex should be. I was greeted by the feeling of latex.

"This suit is custom, and fully lined, front and rear, and just because its a special occasion, you can have me any way you want."

We quickly made it into the house and up to the bedroom. She quickly pulled off my Speedo and began to suck me dry. I parted her legs and began to lick her beautiful latex covered genitals. She moaned. "Go ahead you know you want it" she gasped.

I flipped her over doggy style and lubed myself up. Trying to go as slowly as I could I pushed deeper into the latex lined sheath that led up inside her ass. She felt so amazing, I do not know if she had warmed up without me or it was just easier with the sheath already in place but her knot parted easily. I plunged in, filling up her ass, so hot and tight, I could feel her grip me every time she moaned. I reached around to the front and parted her latex clad lips, so tight, I could feel her clit straining against the latex covering, my lubed fingers sliding easily into her latex lined vagina. Today she was really my sex toy. A doll for me to play with. A bright green latex clad goddess who only wanted my sex.

When the sex was over, I helped her out of her new outfit, peeling off her second skin. Rubbing her sweaty shoulders, and savoring the musk of her sex driven sweat, mixed with the scent of latex and polish that still clung to her skin. We walked into the over sized bathroom suite that was adjacent to the master bedroom in our home, and started the shower. Showering with her was always a great experience, it was amazing to see the time she took to groom, and if you showered with her the amount of time that she would pay attention to you was always the same. Making sure to scrub every little nook and cranny, making sure you never missed a stray wisker under your chin.

We retired back to the pool for a quick swim and to do some sun bathing. Before sitting down, grabbed the paper I had left out in my haste. It had blown a few pages further then I had read before, and I noticed an add I had not seen before:

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Medical models needed for minimum 12 week study up to $ 500 per week, option for up to 24 additional weeks if qualified. Must be non smoker, in good physical condition, and pass psychological screening, and STD's test. Must sign waver for medical procedures, and for full body nude photography of a sexual nature, face will not be shown. Participants required for 6 hours twice a week for 12 weeks, with recovery time between sessions. If interested send email to (html removed-address).

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The add seemed really strange, what could be of a sexual nature with a medical firm, that required recovery time and that paid well?

I had always been a very sexual person, and fairly open to new things, I loved the look of latex fashion, and several times my wife and I had gone to various fetish clubs and engaged in all manner of new and fun activities. She was the one who had introduced me to anal sex, both giving and receiving. But this add in black and white seemed very strange and slightly off putting to me. But at the same time when I got the paper Sunday morning, I turned to the classified immediately section to see if it was still there. For some reason it just burned in my brain.

By Tuesday Clair had had enough of my strangeness, looked me squarely in the face over breakfast and told me to email them and see what it was all about. She told me I needed to get out of the house, and I could not agree more.

So I emailed the address listed, in about 15 minutes I got a link emailed back to me with a little online quiz to fill out. I was kind of put off by the distance of it all. But 2 hours after I had filled out the forms. I got a response.

Dear Mr Hutchins,

You have passed the first qualifications for admission into our study. If you are willing to participate further in this study, please print out the attached file, it is a two page form, the upper page is a visitor badge that will allow you access to the research campus. The lower is your parking pass, please put it in the front window of your car and park in the numbered space you are assigned.

The time of your appointment is 9:30 am Wednesday. Once parked follow the signs to the main lobby and show your visitor badge to the receptionist in the center lobby and they will direct you further.

Thank you,

Julian Roberts, MD. PGRS.

Well I guess that that settled it. I could barely sleep that night. The next morning I made the 30 mile journey to the address listed. It was set in the back of a large industrial park, right off I was impressed by the size, and the security. There was a perfectly maintained hedgerow which concealed the 16 foot razor wire topped fence that surrounded the whole place. I pulled up to the gate and showed my badge to the guard who directed me to the second floor of the parking garage. This place was huge. The whole place seemed to vibrate like there was some huge underground machine at work. Some great energy deep below all this concrete. It was the same feeling you get standing on top of the Hoover Dam.

I made my way to the lobby and found the receptionist, smack in the middle of what had to be four story glass atrium, terrazzo floor, stainless steel elevators, I did not even want to know how much this place cost to build.

"May I help you?"

"Yes I have and appointment, here is my pass."

"Ok, where you need to go is the east wing, follow the corridor to your left, down until you see elevator bank 5, and take a car to the 4th floor, and then you can handle it from there."

I found the elevator and made my way to the 4th floor. "You must be Michael" was the greeting from the woman at the desk outside the elevators. "We have been expecting you. This way please"

She led me down a short corridor to an office, the sign next to the door read Julian Roberts, MD, PGRS, Research and Development, Marketing, Genuratory Division. She opened the door and I was greeted by Dr Roberts. From the name Julian I was expecting a man, but for some reason I could not place weather or not the doctor was male or female, his, hers. The appearance was very androgynous.

"Hi, I am doctor Roberts, you can call me Dr, Dr Roberts, J, Julian, whatever makes you most comfortable. So do you have any idea what this study is all about?"

"No, but I am most curious" I said.

"Well", Dr Roberts continued,"Here at GMEX, we are in the tissue rebuilding business, we started out doing mostly things like synthetic skin grafts for burn victims, and replacement cartilage for baseball catchers who had destroyed their knees. Then given the success from that we worked into rebuilding whole limbs for victims of tragedy. 15 years in and we can now completely regrow a lower leg in about 2 weeks. When this new technology hits the mainstream, when it is approved by the FDA in few years, it will soon be less expensive to regrow a new leg, then to replace a damaged knee."

" That is increadable, but what does it have to do with me?"

"Well, what we may need you for, provided you pass the battery of tests, is something completely different. We have recently fianially cracked the puzzle of H and P negative type nerve ending regrowth, and we put that together with a new small scale tissue regeneration machine. Now there is a new and huge market opening up in the field of genital plastic surgery. And we are slated to make a huge leap in the science and technology, and reduce the healing times to almost nothing. But the problem is with any new thing, you NEED a catalog, we need a model to show the doctors and potential patients out there what this machine can really do. At its most basic, we need to be able to show investors the same human, with a good selection of different combinations of what this machine can do. And if you are willing, and qualified that is where you come in. We want to use you as a model, to show what we can do with tissue alteration, some of the 'modifications' may be quite small, some may be a bit more involved. During the process you will be paid the stipend listed, and get the unique experiences of havening access to many different styles of genitalia, from the non existent to the extreme and foreign. None of this will be permanent, at the end of the study you will have to make a choice of what you would like to walk away with, it can be your original equipment, or pretty much anything you might have had access too in the course of the study. Knowing this do you still wish to proceed?

I was so far down the rabbit hole at this point, there was no going back, for some reason I found this whole idea completely erotic. I was trying to hide my enthusiasm for the whole idea. "Absolutely" was my only response.

"Then follow me" replied the doctor.

I am not sure how long I was there, but the battery of tests was more then exhaustive. Forms to fill out, releases to sign, blood was drawn, two sessions with a psychologist, room to room to room for what seemed like forever. Questions, questions, questions, height, weight, medical history, photographs, employment, sexual tendencies, do I have someone who can look after me during the recovery phase, transportation, everything.

Though soon enough I was back in Doctor Roberts office for another chat with the doctor. "So everything looks perfect, you have passed all the screenings, the marketing people love your look, and the doctors all signed off. I have here the contract for employment, if you wish to continue or decline, now is the finial time to make that decision, if you agree, please sign and date here:"

I could barely hold the pen I was so excited, but I managed to hold on long enough to get the ink down on the page.

"So," Said the Doctor "lets see if we can get you in for the pre-session treatments now, and we might have just enough time to get you in for a real procedure to let you get used to things."

We went down the elevators to basement level 2. The doctor begain talking again as we made our way down the endless corridors of the building. "We need to do two important things before we begin, one we need to take a scan of your body, and two we need to make sure you have no body hair." We went into a room with a platform with a small circular platform with two vertical columns on opposite sides of it. "Please disrobe and stand on the platform, this is a combination MRI, and 3d laser scanner, we are going to take a nano scale scan of your entire body inside and out, before we begin. That way when the study is over we can return your entire body to its original state, right down to every little hair on your body. This will not hurt, but might feel a little strange, we need to hold you completely still for about 2 minutes while the scan happens. Please hold your arms straight out to the sides palms down fingers extended, and we will power up the field."

I was a little shy about the idea, but who would not be. The feeling was indeed strange. I was standing there, and it felt like something just wrapped around my entire body. Kind of like my first time in a vacuum bed, but completely different. I instinctfully fought against the force.

"Just relax", my new doctor encouraged me. The floor of the platform pulled down, leaving me crucified, hanging in mid air, no visible means of support. Such a bizarre feeling, you have never felt that still, I was not even sure if I was breathing or the machine was doing it for me. After I was motionless, the doctors began the scan, the two large columns on either side of me gliding around me, scanning me with what must have been 5 different colors of laser. "All set, we will come help you down" They began powering down the field, two other doctors came in as the floor pulled back up, and helped me land. 2 minutes without gravity, and you forget how strong it really is.

"Now onto part 73", my doctor joked. We walked down to the next room, I could see a robot controlled device working on something, it dropped into a chute, and the doctor picked it up. "This is a mask for you to wear for the next part. Its to protect the delicate skin on your face, and the hair on your head from the removal process. It looks like you are well groomed in the body hair department, but we really need a clean slate to start from. This is a permanent flash removal system, it will keep you hairless until the we reverse the process at the end of the study if you wish. Let me help you put this on"

The doctor held up the two part mask, well helmet really. It was made out of some dark blue clear plastic. When he opened it up I could not believe what I saw, a perfect reverse 3D image of my face. "Its amazing how fast the new generation of rapid prototyping machines have gotten." he said as he locked the mask over my head. "Now on to hair removal."

If you asked me how it worked I could not tell you, I was told to stand in what looked like a vertical tanning booth, there was a flash, and that was it. When they took off the mask, and I looked, it looked just like I had been to a salon for waxing, not a single hair remained on any uncovered skin.

"Now on to the main event." The doctor boasted as we walked through the next door. "This is our main genital tissue regeneration area, the machine in the middle is the prototype of our newest sit down all in one system. Now what I would like to do is a simple enhancement, nothing to extreme to scare you off on the first day. Please have a seat on the machine"

It looked like an over sized plastic chaise lounge, crossed with a gynecological table. I complied, at this point I was dying nervous and just wanted to see something. Dropped my robe and I climbed up, placing my hands on the armrests and my legs in the over sized leg rests, spread out at at funny angle. ("So this is what its like for the wife once a year" I thought to myself)

The doctor continued ; "We are just going to start with a simple size increase, and a restoration. We will be using a temporary version of the synthetic tissue, it is good for about 24 hours, and then should slough off. This is a much less invasive version of the treatment to start with, should you have any reaction to the synthetic tissues. We have not seen any reactions yet be it is good to crawl before we walk. Let us begin."

The machine began to close over my pelvis. A collar inflating to seal off my view from waist down. "Now the machine is going to use an electronic form of nerve block as an anesthetic, that way there is no recovery time, since the machine is doing nerve work, you may feel a multitude of strange sensations during the procedure, such as numbness, cold, heat pins and needles, anal discomfort, or the urge to urinate. Just relax and things will happen on their own.

The procedure took about 10 minutes, during which the doctor told me more about he process, and what to do for aftercare. Reiterating that this was only a temporary version, and in about 18-24 hours it would start to break down. After that time it would begin to look grayish, and probably itch, and to go take a hot shower to help the sloughing process along. And with that it was done, the machine opened up and I could see what had been done to me.

"Wow" was all I could muster. I have never seen my penis that big, any penis for that matter. It must have been 8 inches soft and my balls were easily twice the size, and a foreskin, I had a foreskin.

"Let us see how we did" muttered the doctor, "Yes its a good size, perfect skin tone match, clean transition line to the unmodified skin. Very good for a first run. Now we just need to make sure you can void your bladder, and its off to photography, and we can have home in time for dinner. And after a quick trip to the restroom, and a professional nude photo session, I was back in my car with my aftercare instructions and a newly minted ID badge, some vitamins to take (they said I would need extra potassium and copper for recovery and healing) and a little card reminding me that my next session was Monday at 11:00 am. I arrived home tired, but excited to see that my wife was home early.

When I walked in Clair was excited to see me. "So how did it go, did you make the study?" She asked.

"Oh that I most certainly did, and I had my first session"

She asked for all the details soaking up every word of me recounting my strange day.

"So what happened in the end?" She quandried.

"Come upstairs and find out" I said and I walked away.

She chased after me, knocking me down to the bed, pulling off shirt, removing my belt, and pants, leaving only my spandex briefs in place. The look on her face said it all, she was speechless and she had only seen the tip of the iceberg. "Oh I love you with no fur, you should stay this way."

"So don't you want to see?" I asked. She slid one finger into the waste band of my briefs. Sneaking the nail down to the top of my penis, feeling her way down the shaft, further and further, trying to gauge its size, smiling wider and wider as it stirred. She finally could not resist and pulled my underwear off.

"Wooow. Thats for real?"

"Yep", I could smell her wetness. Erect I was about the same size as her largest toy, 14 inches, and more then two inches wide. With huge purple head.

"We are going to need the lube." she blurted. I did my best to warm her up for the storm, first one finger, then two then three, then four. She slowly stroked my shaft and ran her fingers around the flared head.

"I think I'm ready" she whispered. I could not believe this was me, straining to get her to take even just the head, the the look of shock, then agony, then euphoria as she finally opened up enough to fit. She had done her job, with all the warming up on top of the days events, I could tell this was going to be a short show. It was probably well enough anyhow, she was already moaning, gasping for breath, right on the brink when I began to cum. Huge flowing rivers, bubbled up from my almost comically over sized balls. She screamed and dug her nails into the sheets with pleasure. Panting arching her back, not sure weather to pull me closer or push away. I filled her to a place farther then she had been before, spaziming 5 or six times, filling her pussy like no man has ever done.

I collapsed next to her on the bed, the day had most certainly taken it toll. I laid there dazed looking up at the mirrored ceiling, at the reflection of the huge appendage hanging between my legs. It felt like part of me, and for all intensive purposes it was part of me, alive, sensate, warm, everything. Strange the changes a day can make.

We retired to the shower in our usual post sex ritual. Clair taking more time then usual washing my body. Rubbing me down, feeling the weight of my new found size. "I absolutely love the new look of you" she said. Rubbing her soapy hands over my completely hairless skin. "I really like you without any hair, how long before it grows back?"

"Well, as long as the study goes on I it will stay hairless, then I can have it back if I want"

"Well", she said, "If I have my choice, I would like you to stay like this, you are so smooth, and with the weight you have lost, you look incredible." She pushed me back against the seat in the shower and knelt down in front of me. She took both hands and began to fondle my new sex, pulling back the skin to reveal the purple head. Running her tongue up the underside of the head, pointing her tongue and tickling the hole at the tip. "So is this permanent?"

"No apparently, this one is just temporary, and only lasts a day or so. Then I go back for another treatment, and they do something else."

"So what you are saying, is that every few days for the next 12 weeks, I get my lover, with a new set of equipment to try out?"

"Exactly, I did not think you would mind."

"This is going to be amazing. I wonder how big they will make the next one."

"I do not know, but they said it could be anything, I am going to be the new catalog model, and get to try absolutely everything out"

"Everything, like everything male, or everything everything?" She questioned.

"From what I saw on the screens, everything including some things I could not figure out what they were."

"So you are telling me that one of these days you might come home with a functional pussy? Because that would blow my mind."

"Blow your mind? How do you think I feel, Clair?.

She began stroking my shaft in earnest. "You feel pretty good to me, and whatever you come home with, I will certainly want to try it out." She opened wide, trying to fit the engorged head into her mouth, stroking with both hands. I arched back, feeling light headed, and quickly came. We finished showering and went to sleep.

Then next morning, I woke up, the previous days events had seemed like a dream. Until I got into the bathroom to pee. So that was real, and this is real I thought to myself. I went back to the room and found a swimsuit, and headed for the pool. There was a note from Clair. 'Could not sleep, headed into work early, going to try be home around 5pm." I busied my self around the house until about 3. Retiring from the hot sun to the media room to watch the game that the DVR had grabbed last night. I was doing fine until about 4:30 and then my new found equipment seemed to be getting itchy. I peered inside my shorts and my penis seemed to look kind of gray. I paused the game and headed to the downstairs bathroom. It defiantly looked worse for wear, and did not have the sensitivity that it used to. I remembered the doctors instructions about how this was all temporary. And when the tissue began to degrade to take a hot shower and it would help things along. "Oh well, nothing lasts forever" I said to myself, and headed to the master bath.

I turned on the shower and looked in the full length mirror before getting in, everything looked off, my sack looking kind of deflated from yesterday, my shaft was kind of a lifeless gray color. I got in and let the shower run over me. I reached down and felt my newly restored foreskin, it felt kind of leathery and dry. I set the hand held shower to massage and ran it up and down my body pausing over my genitals I looked down and could see a crack forming at the top of my penis where it joined my body. Then there was a thud, as something hit the top of my feet. My whole scrotum and peeled away dropping to the floor, leaving a small flap of skin on one side. I stood there numb, looking at it, waiting for the pain which never came. I lifted my penis up to examine the damage, grabbing my shaving mirror off the shelf to get a better view. Where my balls should be there was just a irregular patch of new looking pink skin. I shifted my penis to the other side to change views, and felt it pull away. I stood there looking at it in my hand before it really dawned on me. When the doctor told me that the new tissues would slough off in 24 hours I kind of thought that my original equipment would still be underneath it all. But I realized now what that machine had done. Set what was dropped what was left of my quickly degrading equipment and turned my attention to what remained. I reached down an touched the place where it once was. I winced expecting to have it hurt, but it did not. The area was kind of pink, like a new scar, but did not hurt, and felt, nice to touch, not like my penis, just kind of pleasurable. I rubbed the pink circle where my penis used to be attached. scrubbing off the little dried bits at the edges. It felt so strange and foreign again. I turned off the shower and stepped out. It felt so different to walk, I was just getting used to all the extra weight swinging between my legs. Now there was nothing but smooth skin. I dried off and just was kind of zoned out looking into the full wall mirror that faced the door.

"Hello" is was Clair's voice, I was so tuned out I had not even heard the alarm system chirp when the door was opened.

"Um. I am upstairs, I just got out of the shower." I quickly wrapped myself in a towel.

"So how is my favorite horse?" She quandried

"Not so good" I yelled back. She came padding up behind me,

"Whats wrong?"

"So remember when I said that the doctors told me that this was only going to last 24 ish hours?"

"Yea"

"Well when they said that I thought it meant going back to normal after that. Apparently I was wrong. It meant that everything they did was going to degrade and slough off it 24 hours."

"So everything?, let me see" She was a little more enthusiastic about this then I had hoped for. I pulled off the towel, and she gasped, hand covering her mouth. "wow. You are smooth, there is like nothing there."

"I know, what the hell am I supposed to do?

"How do you pee?"

How the fuck should I know Clair, this just happened when you walked in the house!"

"Slow down, they promised that any changes were temporary for the study right?"

"Yea" I sheepsishly replied.

"Then calm down, and let me see. Go sit down on the vanity." I complied. "So I just fell off?"

"Pretty much"

"Lets see here, it just looks like smooth new skin, except for right here, there is a little slit, that is probably when you pee from"

"Well that makes me feel a little better"

"Stop being a spaz and go try it out" I stood there dumbfounded not realizeing what she had said. "Just go in the shower and let it flow" I complied, trying at first, realizing that i had to relax. Then I felt it, there was a little pinch, and then I could feel the warmth, flowing down my leg. I grabbed the shaving mirror and lifted my leg up to see. There it was, a little slit, down where my sack used to be.

Clair came over with a wad of tissues, "Don't forget to wipe front to back."

"HA, HA, HA, this is really fucking weird."

"Well I thought you were smooth before, now you are really smooth. And I won't have to worry about you leaving the seat up. Lets get you dressed and figure out some dinner. A good meal will take your mind off of things.

I plodded back into the bedroom, feeling the strange sensations of the air on fresh skin. I went to the dresser and pulled out a pair of my briefs, and pulled them up. "I guess I have a little extra room in front now"

"Those do not look very good on you anymore. She paused and spoke again. Those do not fit you very well right now, and I think you might need something else for a few days"

"Like what?" I quandried

"Hmmm" She pondered, walking over and disappearing into her closet. "Something like these" She was holding up a pair of black nylon bikini panties. "These should fit your new shape a little better" I pulled the panties on, the nylon hugging my new smooth skin where my genitals should be."You look hot." She ran her nails up the curve of my pubis. "Get dressed and I will make you dinner."

After dinner, we relaxed on the couch, with the remains of the bottle of wine from dinner. "So are you really ok with all this" I asked.

"I will admit its a little strange, but this seems like a once in a lifetime thing, and you know that I love some spice in the bedroom." We snuggled on the couch for a while, and chatted more about the strange place our lives were at the moment. "Its kind of hot in here, you want to go for a swim in the cool night air?" She asked.

"Sure". I replied, at this point I was feeling a little drunk and tired, and was pretty much just along for the ride.

I was expecting a skinny dip, but then she added "I will go get us some suits. She came down a few minutes later wearing her black racing suit. "I think this will fit you." She held up her old silver one piece zip back Speedo suit.

"So I am inferring that you like this version of me?"

"Its new, and thats fun, and I think you look incredibly sexy without that penis in the way. And I want to savor the look of your smooth crotch while I can." She helped me undress, and held up the suit, for me to step into. She walked behind me pulling the suit up and smoothing the suit over my ass, running her hands up and down my torso to my new lack of sex. She slowly pulled the zipper up encasing me in the thick silver spandex. "So when is your next appointment?"

"Monday"

"Well until then, its going to be a fun weekend lets go for a swim.

To be Continued