Welcome

Hello and thank you for visiting my blog. Well it is not so much a blog more a place to share all the things i have written, drawn and generaly played with over the last 10 years. Most of them are related to my love of smooth slick Latex and shiny PVC, as well as the delights of feminization. I also have a huge crush on British TV presenter Carol Vorderman (The perfect model of the older woman) as well as the gorgeous Keira Knightley. (more my age). There will be nothing harsh or nasty here, just fun things, naughty things, sexy things and yes, well, Kinky things. Basically it's a stroll through the kinky lanes of my mind. hope you have fun. XXX

Tuesday, 24 December 2013

Merry Christmas

Hi Everyone
    A very Merry Christmas everyone and a huge thank you for visiting my blog over the year.
  Sadly due to work load I have not been able to complete my Christmas posting and so instead and in the spirit of British Television I bring you......repeats or should that be "Classic favourites"?.
  Anyway so we have Art.
A favourite caption
And as it is Christmas a last minute commercial.

So whatever you are up to, wherever you are. I wish you all peace love and happiness.
  God bless (if appropriate)
XXXX
Andy.

Tuesday, 17 December 2013

Me Art. "Mandy"

Hi Everyone
Ah I seem to have gone all romantic and let poor Andy have a rest from all that strict Aunt business.
  Still it looks as our hero is still slightly embarrassed even if he is a touch excited too.
It is the first time I have used the name Mandy in my art as it has a very special place in ny heart.
It also kind of connects with my story The Guiding Hand which some  of you may have read here
http://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.co.uk/2011/07/part-1-of-new-story.html?m=0
  Anyway I think this is a warm and gentle piece, but never fear I am in no doubt Andy will be back to his old problems before Christmas.
  I hope you like this piece.
Best wishes and warm kisses
   Andy
XxxxX

Friday, 6 December 2013

New Art. "The Mix-Up"

Hi Everyone.
   Via the power of the Blogger App I can still post a New piece.
    Like much  of my art it does not follow on from another piece. As ever though it still features poor Andy falling into the hands of some very kinky ladies. It also features a less frilly uniform i have been trying to perfect for a long time.
Hope you like it. "The Mix-Up"

Wednesday, 4 December 2013

The Guiding Hand. Original version part 4.


Hi Everyone
  Really really sorry this has taken so long, but all my files and things are really messed up. However I have extracted this next chapter. As before it is only roughly edited but hope it all make some sense.
 I hope you like it.




The Guiding Hand. Original Version Part 4....continued from

http://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.co.uk/2012/02/guiding-hand-original-version-part-3.html?zx=e27439abc464b7cf


   Your eyes are filled with tears of fear and panic, As you near the red glow of the mummification chamber , But to your surprise and mild relief  you are lead through a concealed door to the right. This room is pure white, white walls, white ceiling ,white floor, a medical style trolley sits against one wall, it bed appearing to be coated in a glistening  honey coloured substance. You are placed on a small raised circle, like the one back in the dressing room and the4 nurses , then PVC uniforms glistening in the intense light step back.
 “It is called a vacuum bed, But no one ever seams to get much sleep in one”. The Countessa steps into the light, she is dressed in a gleaming black rubber uniform. A skin-tight knee length pencil skirt, military style lapelled jacket, gloves , a shining peaked cap and in her hand a crop. She looks stunning.
   “What’s going on”, you cry, “what are you doing? To those ladies, to Lady Vanessa”,
 . “I will explain in good time my dear, the all will become clear”, she says, coolly flicking her crop onto her gloved palm “ I have such rubbery plans for you my beautiful boy, But first I think we’ll have you in something a little more appropriate”.
 Before you can resist 2 of the nurses have pulled your film latex night dress away, your panties follow with a little bit of a struggle and you are left naked in the centre of the circle. From the trolley you watch in shock as one of the nurses takes up a limp creamy envelope. It unfolds into a prefect replica of a human figure only much smaller and It is totally transparent, constructed of rubber so thin it was impossible to imagine it will not tear {or at least you hope it will}. Matching accessories of the same material are also taken up. a heavy corset, a pair of thin high heeled boots and to your absolute terror a hood!.
 Under the Countessa watchful eye, your entire body is misted in a warm fine oil which sits on your skin like a glaze, and then despite you lack of co-oparation,  the nurses begin to dress you. You beg and plead , but the velvet material slides with ease up your lubricated thigh. They smooth the legs of the garment into position in easy stages. The nurses working its gently up until it settles tightly between your trembling buttocks and  smoothly about your entrapped boyhood flattening it away and as you look down at its progression you shake your head with disbelief ,for it is clear the suit is moulding your body into a very feminine figure . Each nurse helps now as the flaccid rubber is stretched over your shoulders, tensioning your arms. Wrinkles dissolve, as the rubber is carefully needed into contact with the skin of your wrists and palms. 2 nurses continue with this for some time until the fit is perfect whilst the remainder work to draw the short rear zipper from your coccyx, up to the nape of your neck. The suit encloses your torso in a feathery touch, the latex sliding around your ribs as the zipper is drawn upwards.
 You look down at the ever tightening tide of latex and as is being sealed within rubber is not bad enough you are greated by the sight of your chest, moulded and shaped into 2 rather prominent breast, tipped by spiked nipples. Oh god you had the body of a young girl!.Your mouth goes dry, But your dressing goes on.
  You are supported and each leg is eased into what appears to be a long tube of filmy latex. 3 nurses gradually work the hobble skirt into place, teasing it into position until your legs are enclosed in a taut column of tensioned rubber and the hem rustles across your toes. Next came the high heeled boots. A murrmer of panic passed your lips, for these are higher and thinner than anything you have ever worn before and just standing in them would be a struggle let alone walking. The nurses roll your skirt up and slip the boots on and once the laces are tied you find it impossible to flex your feet no matter how hard you try. “Try to walk” one said and a hush of giggles fill the air as you stumble forward, your leg movement virtually non-existent because of the hobble skirt. This is clearly the desired effect and the skirt is rolled back down. Now fully unrolled, the hem clears the floor by less than a centimetre, enclosing but not concealing the boots with. You are next arranged with your hands on your head so as to allow the deep corset to be wrapped around your body. Slowly and surely the laces begin to tighten puling in both sides of the rubber corset until it squeezed your breath from your lungs and moulded your waist into a near perfect hour glass figure. You lower your arms and for a moment allow your fingers to trace across your new feminised body, before they are drawn round behind you.
 “No more please”, you beg, your breath short, “Please Countessa, you can’t do this, you must stop”.
 “Darling the night is  still young. But as you are getting a little excited. One more item and then I will explain”. A single arm mitten quickly encloses both your arm up to the shoulder, you clench your fists experimentally, but find movement clogged by a taut pouch which restricted your hand movements.Laces are tighten at its rear, drawing your arms together at the elbow and drawing a gasp of panic from your lips. You are totally helpless ,bound like never before. “Very well”, She waves the nurses away and sits, her eyes, cool and sparkling, intent on your helpless form, “Let me explain. The moment I saw you in that gorgeous uniform, I knew I had to have you. You looked so lost, so helpless I could tell you were , shall we say a little unwilling. I recognised the uniform as coming from ‘Honour’ and so I made enquires. Imagine my delight when the owner explained about this boy, this gorgeous boy who was being employed, though Again unwillingly, as a maid to a Lady Fullerton- Silk. Well I must admit I did not believe it, you were, or rather are, to beautiful to possibly be a boy, Your figure, your stance, your….aura  was perfectly feminine, Which is why I made a rather bolder statement than I intended when I first approached you. Only behind the eyes could i glimpse there was a boy within. Well that convinced me even more that you would be perfect and that I had to have you at all costs.”.
  “You are making no sense”, you say, wriggling in your latex prison, “Perfect for what?”
“Why for the starring roll in my new film of cause. The story of a young man who falls into the clutches of a beautiful  and mysterious lady, who with the help of her kinky companions, sets about totally feminising and transforming him into a beautiful living rubber doll, totally obedient and utterly submissive”. She lets her words hang in the air, allowing you time to fully absorb there meaning. But you can not, the idea is to wild.
  “you mean you make …I thought you made proper films.”, you say, summoning up what was left of your will, “your crazy if you think you can make me act in your silly film”.
She laughs, “darling I promise you, you will no need to act and besides you have already completed two scenes. I knew you would make your way down to my first chamber, why do you think I left the light on and the scene  with your ‘Auntie’ was well played. You know I think she is going to be a bit of a star as well, the look in her eyes as she was forced into that bed was just divine.”.
“No No I won’t”, you say wriggling harder until the Countess nurses have to restrain you from falling over.
 “Now Andrew”, she says standing and coming closer, “It is all to late to start struggling, I don’t want you to hurt yourself and besides there really is nothing you can do but submit, I mean, look at your position, completely helpless, all most entirely sealed in latex rubber and at my total mercy. Darling understand, from now on i can do any thing I wish to you and no one knows you and your Lady Vanessa are here”.
 “No I bet Fiona from honour, her and her assistant know you were looking for me, when we are reported missing they will tell”. You feel your nerve returning, only to have it shattered moments later.
 “Ah yes Fiona and her sexy little friend, I am surprised you did not recognise her when you bumped into them in my rubberising chamber”. She smiles as your eyes widen in shock, “Oh yes I promise you Andrew no one knows the two of you  are here”.
 ““Will she be alright?”.You ask with a sigh, the try gravity of your position now crystal clear.“Lady Vanessa, you won’t hurt her?”
“Don’t be silly child of cause she will alright, but I must say what roll she takes really depends on you. If you are a good boy, she might star in one of my Maid training films, but if you are going to be difficult, well, lets say she has not  seen anything of my domain yet”.
  Your stomach knots, although it is her fault you are both in this position and after all she has put you through, you can not help but care deeply for your Lady Vanessa, or rather for the ‘Auntie Vanessa’, you had fallen in love with months before. You could not bare the idea of such a beautiful lady being hurt. You slump in your latex cocoon. “OK”, is all you can say..
 “Good boy”, the Countess purrs with a smile, “ Now,I imagine you have never worn a hood before, the sensation is difficult to describe, but as you can see you will be able to breath with some ease through the tubes. The internal gag is rather large though, but not brutally so and despite the rubber covering your eyes you will be able to distinguish most object around you”.
 “What?,” You gasp in horror as the countess holds up the hood before you, Moulded in one piece it looks the a deflated bag with two stubby tubes protruding from the nostrils. “No wait I said yes”.
  “I know, dear and I thank you, but I still want you completely enclosed in rubber”. She says with a triumphant smile, “but don’t worry Andrew, we are just getting to the best bits .Now shall we continue?.”.
  Struggling as best you can you are helped to sit on a low stall and despite your pitiful pleas the hood is quickly being stretched over your head. You glance up to see the countess dilating the neck and then the rubber slithers downwards, smothering your face in a whispered touch. Something blunt presses against your lips , But as you open your mouth to protest the tensioned latex presses the gag in. for a second you are paralysed with shock, the strive to protest but your muted pleas are totally muffled. You feel the soft tubes inside your nostrils and inhale deeply, you are relieved to be able to breath freely. Dimmed by the yellowish fog of the thin rubber you see the nurses move about you, kneading the rubber gently to ensure its perfect contact with every detail of your face. The countess nods her approval and eases your long ponytail out through a hole in the hood crown, which, the nurses quickly begin to plait into a single braid before binding its length in a latex ribbon, thus sealing every part of your body in a crackling skin of glistening transparent latex.
  You are overwhelmed by the complexity of your ‘costume’. You can no longer feel the touch of the air on your skin, leaving you lost in a new world. The nurses aproach once more and place a deep posture collar about your neck and tighten the rear lacing, to draw it snuggly into your throat. The collar matches the corset in design and broad one at the front to raise your chin so you stare straight into the countess’s face through the tenuous latex film.
  As the final item is lifted from the trolly, you whimper softly into your gag, It seams impossible that you can be subject to any further restriction, but behind that film mask your eyes widen in shock.
  Shaped like a huge condom, the armless body sheath is lowered over your head and pulled down until the moulded hood slips into position, leaving your face surrounded by a small oval opening. The 4 nurse now proceed to stretch the tight sheath over your shoulders before unrolling it down your body, falttening your ‘new’ breasts and crushing your bound arms into your back. The sheath has to be worked and stretched quite considerably to clear your hips before tapering down to grip your thighs, knees and calves, before enclosing the high heels and pointed toes of your boots, Fully covering the hobble skirt beneath.
  Twisting from side to side, flexing your muscles, you reel in the horribly cloying sensation, but although the rubber sheath expands and stretches to absorb your efforts, it immediately contracts again the moment your relax.
  Despite the multiple layers of transparent latex, the countess can still make out the shadowy naked form beneath and as her finger light and teasing traces lines across your mummified body she places her lips to your ear and sigh “Perfect”, she sighs. Then, with the silence broken only by the sounds of your laboured breathing, you feel her hands encircle your body and draw you close. Her lips caress your forehead, kissing each eye and roaming softly along the line of your jaw.
 Submerged in the unbelievable sensations you feel yourself flounder, panting for air and mesmerised by the countess’s glorious touch. The superb woman cups your cheeks with both hands and covers the nostril tubes with her lips, sealing the open ends. Suddenly you find you can’t inhale, tissue thin latex clamps down onto your face, sucking in and adhering to every contour of your face as you try to breath, only to then balloon out with your desperate exhalation.. You try to twist away but the collar is to unforgiving, then moistened air floods in, supplied and controlled by the countess as she inflates and deflates your lungs with her own breath. You topple without warning , braking the seal and crying incoherently into the gag .The countess and her nurses catch your slump, hold you tight as you wriggle and writhe. Your panic, fear and exertions all combining to mist the latex transforming  it into a deliciously slippery humid prison.
 Finally your thumping heart calms and, supported by the  nurses you are led in tiny steps  from the white room and into a darker and to your shock much hotter room. In its centre you make out the shape of a bed and with the pulling of the boots on your legs almost becoming pain, you are happy to allow yourself to be helped down upon its red latex mattress.
  The countess sits beside you, for a moment she allows her eyes and fingers to wander over your packaged body. “I could look at your all night Andrew”, she purrs “but I know you need some sleep and  so I have one last gift for you and then you are complete”. From a pouch on her belt you see her take out a strange bladder, inflates it and before you can react slip its shorter rubber pipes over the ends of your nostril tubes. Immediately the  bladder begins to expand and contract as you breath in your own exhalations  and with a stab of shock you realise you are now utterly isolated from the outside world.


To be continued....I hope......soon.....with any luck
xxxxxx

Monday, 2 December 2013

Emma watson. Latexium update

                                   Has the curse been tamed? 
Has Emma Watson finally found the cure for the mysterious  Latexium curse?

  Hi, Once again this is Amanda Keira Louboutin reporting for SmoothSlick'n'Shiny on the Latexium curse which has been affecting British actress Emma Watson for the past year and on what looks like a possible breakthrough thanks to her old friends at fashion giants Burberry.
  Miss Watson has in the past proved to be a devotee of Burberry's stylish range of trench coats, continuing to wear them long after her modeling contract ended with them.So it was no big surprise to see the young style icon arrive at the Bafta awards dinner in London this weekend, wearing a Burberry Trench to protect her from the early winter chill. However the gathered crowds were in for a stunning surprise.
  High collared, fully belted and reaching just above the knee, the blood red trench had all of Burberry's style cues, but with one unique edge. This Trench coat (right) was made.......of Rubber! and as the flashes caught every angle and shine of the supple ultra high gloss material, we here a S.S.S wondered if this was the whispered plan intended to counter the curse. Because if it was, then it worked.
  Unable to grab a few words with Emma until her second photo call I was thrilled to she her looking more dazzling than ever in resent months, for as she posed, with sleek hair and vibrant lips that finally wiped memories of Hermione Granger away, there was not a hint of Latex to be seen. Leaving her stunning brilliant red lace dress,(seen below) to display her perfect figure.
  Once the ever huge desire for new images of the young beauty died down I was thrilled to be able to grab a quick word.

    S.S.S.....Hi Emma, May I say you look stunning and add that your smile says it all. Has the curse been defeated?
    E.W.......Thank you, that is very kind of you. I was so hoping this dress would not be affected.
   S.S.S......Was there a plan with the coat?
    E.W.......Yes very much so. My friends at Burberry asked if they could help. They had read your blog and noted that my......voluntarily wearing latex in some form seemed to placated the curse and so offered to create a Trench for me which I could wear without the uncertainty of what the curse would do to it.
  S.S.S......I must say, it is a stunning coat and quite a show stopper. May we have a few details?
   E.W.......Well there is little to say, the style is classic, I adore the collar and the only real drawback is that it is unlinned. We did  a few experiments and with a silk lining the dress beneath semi rubberised, which although a great improvement was not the cure I had hoped for and so we made this one without a lining, totally in rubber. Which, although very warm, does still leave me with the unpleasant feeling of Latex against my skin.
  S.S.S.....So you still dislike, the sensation of Latex?
  E.W......Maybe not dislike.....I would rather if I were to wear Latex it was of my own choosing. I had a pair of Latex legging before the curse came on me, so I am not LatexPhobic, if that is a word. 
  S.S.S....Well if I may say, we at SmoothSlick'n'nShiny hope you find the cure to your problems soon, but in the meantime, hope to see this stunning Trench a few more times.
 E.W.......That is very kind, thank you so much.


      Sadly that was all we had time for, but as ever, Emma did not fail to melt my heart with her genuine feminine grace and charm.

 So until the next time,
  This is Amanda Keira Louboutin, for Smooth slick 'n shiny.
XXXXX


Dedicated with thanks to Jennifer Wilson XXX

  

Thursday, 28 November 2013

New Art. "Silly Auntie"

Hi Everyone
   What? Another new piece of art? Oh yes folks.
     As I said i had a rush of creativeness the other week and this came from that. I guess it is all about finding a new way to gently embarrass poor Andy and of cause the more people see him and kind of know the truth of this pretty Latex glowed beauty, the easier it will be for Aunt Jane to keep him feminised.
   I know it does not follow on from the previous piece (most of my art is stand alone, I mean how many times can one silly young man be tricked, embarrassed or forced into femininity) but i can assure you that version of Andys story will be well explored in the future.
   In the  meantime i hope you like this. I am especially proud of that gown.
  My best wishes and thank you all for visiting.
XXXX
Andy

Monday, 25 November 2013

Dr Who rocked!

Hi Everyone
  So you are stuck on a train, off to a temporary transfer and you are thinking of the brilliant Dr Who Special.
  So what do you do to pass the time? Write a long essay in praise. Deconstruct it from the base up to find fault.Twitter about it from(alright done that) or what do you do?
  Simple. You open the blogger  app and Dream about those dimples.
and the stunning Jenna Coleman.
And who else could we turn to but the genius of headswapharry .
http://headswapharry2.deviantart.com/

Friday, 22 November 2013

Latex and Emma Watson. Garmentia Latexium returns.


                                                         It has happened again!

   Hi everyone, this is Amanda Keira once again reporting for Smoothslick'n'shiny on the mysterious Latexium curse which still has a grip in British Actress and style icon Emma Watson
  The latest 'Event' took place at the Cannes yacht Club in the glamorous south of France. Miss Watson, though no longer an official spokesperson for Lancome, looked impeccable as ever, with classic red lips and intricate eyes and was reported to be as bright and charming as ever. However It would appear the curse has either developed a sense of place or a sense of humour,for within an hour of her  arrival at the Gala dinner, Miss Watsons simple red Dior  dress had utterly transformed into a polished and slick pastiche of a Naval Uniform, complete with Gold rings on her cuffs and a cap to complete.
    To be honest, the effect was sunning. The tiny black Latex dress, little more than a jacket, was as smooth and shiny as any prepared by one of the larger fetish fashion houses, such as House of Harlot or Honour and showed off the pretty Actresses curves and legs to perfection.
  As ever throughout this the young beauties cool never visibly wavered and, despite  cutting her photo call to this one shot, she remained to dance the night away in her own simple elegant and quintessentially British style.
   Leaving the event I was fortunate enough to grab a couple of questions.
  S.S.S.... Hi Emma, Might I say on behalf of S.S.S readers that you looked stunning tonight despite your on going Latexium difficulties.
  E.W.... That is a good way to put  it,difficulties but thank you. Thank you so much. Still, at least it was in keeping. I think these rings make me a Captain don't they? It is just a shame it is so brief.
  S.S.S..... The cap was a nice touch.
  E.W........I have absolutely no idea where that came from.
  S.S.S .....Is the curse diminishing at all.
  E.W.......To a degree yes, I think it is. I have certain things which work against it. Leather will not turn into Rubber so my jacket collection is safe.But I must admit this (pauses in thought) ....kind of..intelligent? Transformation is a little un-nerving, if having all your clothes turn into Rubber is not un-nerving enough. So perhaps it is not as random as first thought.
    As this point Miss Watsons car appeared and with a smile, a wave and compliment on my own heels, was gone.
  Emma Watson. Actress, Model, Style icon, but most of all a true beauty both inside and out.
  
  Stay tuned for anymore breaking news.
   For SmoothSlick'n'Shiny I'm Amanda Keira Louboutin.
XXX

Saturday, 16 November 2013

New Art "And there is nothing else"

  Hi everyone
     Ominous title but i promise there is more.
    I have had a few head problems this week but as a result, coming out of it i have had a surge of creativity.
   Anyway I hope you like this piece. It looks as if poor Andy  is in for a very sticky time.

  Take care everyone
      Be safe
XXXX
Andy

Tuesday, 12 November 2013

Emma Watson. New Latexium outbreak

Hi Everyone,

   Sorry for the delay in reporting, but over the last few days reports have reached us here at Smoothslick'n'shiny, of British Actress Emma Watson experiencing a new attack of the mysterious Latexium Curse, which has plagued her for months now.
     It was thought the curse, accidentally cast during the filming of the Harry Potter films, had died away, However at a recent event in Cambridge England, It was clear, as our exclusive picture reveals, Miss Watsons torment was far from over..

  It is believed the outbreak may have been caused by Miss Watson choosing to wear PVC in a recent photo shoot. (Left).It is hypothesised, by those studying the curse, that a malevolence exists within its structure and any deviance results in a flare up of the  phenomenon.
  We can only hope a cure is found fast, but until then we can always offer the consolation that be it in silk, satin, leather or latex, Miss Watson remains one of the style icons of the 21st century.

For Smoothslick'n'shiny, I'm Amanda Keira Louboutin.
XXXX



Wednesday, 30 October 2013

A new piece of Art "Just one little click"

Hi Everyone
   Really sorry it has been so long since last post, but I am having internet issues. So this is being posted via the Blogger  App. I hope the image is large and clear and if it is not, then please let me know.
  This piece is called "Just one little click" it was created this weekend after i returned from visiting my lovely friends in France and it features my very favourite Pink dress.
  I hope you like it and thank you all for visiting.
Best wishes
Andy
XXX

Monday, 28 October 2013

The stunning Ella



Hi Everyone
 Here, I hope are a couple of clips of the stunning singer Ella, wearing what must be THE tightest Latex pants ever. Just watch as she sits down. I get the impression she was worried they might just burst.Check out the heels too!!!
 Hope you enjoy
XXXX






Thursday, 26 September 2013

New Art. Running Errands

Hi Everyone
     Time for a new addition to the art gallery.  This time our poor hero finds running a simple errand for his boss can lead to more than he bargained for.
   Hope you like it.

    Take care Everyone.
XXX
Andy.

Monday, 16 September 2013

By Jennifer Wilson

Hi everyone
     I am travelling home right now and popped into Grometsplaza.com to pass a few minutes and saw a new story by the lovely and talented Jennifer Wilson.
This is always a treat as her tales of shiny Macs and Rainwear are such fun. Anyway I was totally delighted and moved to see it was  dedicated to me! Oh my goodness what a sweet and kind thing to do
And then when I read it....well one of the characters seems oddly familiar.....oh my what a treat and honour.
   Jennifer, thank you so very much, you are impossibly sweet and it is, with your blessing i hope, that i re-post your story here for our friends to enjoy.
  Thank you again
      XXX

Sarah's Raincoat
      by
  Jennifer Wilson

This is just a short story that I have been thinking about for quite a while now. I have written it for Andy in my appreciation of all his time and effort on his web site for the enjoyment of many.
 
  Sarah, a woman in her mid twenties loved to keep fit, partly for maintaining good health but mostly to maintain her trim figure. Any opportunity to exercise was not missed and her lunchtimes from work almost always involved a brisk walk around the local shopping centre. She wouldn’t loiter at the shop windows so as not to break her walking rhythm; however there was just one shop where she would occasionally pause to check out the window display. The shop was a high end ladies fashion outlet for a major Italian fashion chain and often had very beautiful garments on display.
Sarah’s employment involved looking after files and documentation for the local solicitor, the wages were quite low, just above the minimum wage for the position, but she was happy enough to have a steady reliable job. She was well aware of the costs of the goods in the fashion shop as she once enquired about a summer top that she admired and was aghast at the asking price and quickly exited the shop. She was disappointed at not being able to afford to buy anything from the shop as she really loved many of their range of clothes. Never the less it didn’t stop her from dreaming of the day she might just be able to buy something from them. She enjoyed imagining herself dressed in the garments that the mannequins displayed and going on a date with an Orlando Bloom lookalike (or, better still, the real thing).
During one of her lunchtime walks the window mannequins were displaying rain clothes, two of them in cream gabardine, one calf length and the other somewhat shorter. It was the third coat that took Sarah’s attention as it was PVC and reached down to the calves, chocolate brown in colour and extremely slick and glossy reflecting the shop window spot lights all around. Sarah was just mesmerised with the coat, loving how it fitted the model perfectly from the tightly belted waist to the buttoned up collar and the very nicely shaped hood surrounding the girls face. The lower edge of one side of the front was held out by a fine nylon thread to reveal the beige knee high boots the mannequin had on. It looked so sexy with a sort of ‘come hither’ look that she liked and thought Orlando might just sweep her into his arms inside the raincoat and whisk her away to a posh hotel room. She imagined herself in the raincoat with him smoothing his hands over her shiny bottom and breasts and wondering if he would enjoy the coat as much as she did.
Day dreaming over Sarah continued with her walk but her thoughts keep returning to the brown shiny raincoat and how much she would like to try it on, although buying it might be out of the question knowing the extremely high prices of the garments in the shop. There were no price tags on the coats in the window and Sarah kept thinking how much the coat might be and even if she could afford it. She turned around and hurried back to the shop went straight in and asked the assistant about the coat and if she could try one on.
“You certainly may, we have other colours too including moss green, indigo blue, burgundy and cream. The sizes are the same as the brown one in the window so if the fit is OK and you wish to purchase then I can get it out of the window.”
The assistant about 20 years old was Sarah’s guess, and very pretty with a page boy hair style and maybe just a little tad too much make up, especially the deep pink lip gloss. Her figure was more boyish than girl with a small chest and a quite slim waist. She was very cheerful and pleasant and fussed around Sarah a little as she showed her the hanging raincoats and all their colours.
She picked out the burgundy PVC coat for Sarah to try on and held it open to allow Sarah to slide her arms into the smooth satin lined sleeves, then she came around the front to close together the coat and as she did so Sarah felt the girls forearm lightly brush her left breast as she was closing the buttons, she made no apology and seemed to be unaware of it. The girl asked Sarah what her name was as she closed the top button.
“Sarah, and yours would be commencing with an ‘A’ I assume from the lovely embroidered ‘A’ on your blouse?” replied Sarah.
“Well spotted Sarah and yes my name is Amanda, and I just love this coat myself as my favourite colour is burgundy it just exudes a fashion statement that says ‘look at me’, and the smooth shiny PVC says ‘sexy’ all over.
Amanda circled around Sarah’s back and eased her long blond locks from inside the coats collar to flow over the coat as the back of her hand seemed to caress her nape as she did so for a second or two. Sarah thought that’s twice now she has sort of touched me or am I just imagining it?
“You have lovely hair Sarah and the chocolate would really compliment it and of course you would need the beige boots to complete the vision.”
“Thank you Amanda and I think I am really falling in love with the coat it feels great on me and so smooth and shiny, almost slick looking. Is there a belt for this one?”
Sarah could see the coat was just oozing with quality, the perfect stitching and the fit of each of the panels, the cut of the coat was heavily waisted and fitted her waist closely even without a belt. The satin lining was exquisite in its fit to the PVC. Amanda felt into the pocket of the coat and retrieved the belt and threaded it through the tabs at each side then tied it at the front and smoothed the coat down on Sarah once again brushing her arm lightly against her breast. And then reaching behind to also smooth down the rear against her bottom and straighten the belt.
She pulled the belt tighter around her slim waist and admired the shape of her bottom through the shiny material. She thought she just had to have the chocolate coat no matter what it cost.
“How does that look Sarah? Come to the mirror and see yourself full length, you look just wonderful. There is also a hood and if you would like to see it on it fastens on with small studs hidden under the collar, would you like to try that on?”
“Yes please the one in the window looks very stylish” and Amanda brought the hood and gently fixed it to the coat and raised it over Sarah’s’ head after first easing her hair down inside the coat and once again brushing her hand against her neck.
She asked “Would it be possible to try on the brown one? I really have my mind set on that colour it even though this one is very nice too”
“Well it is quite a lot of effort to get it out of the window, but if you are really serious then I will get it for you”
Sarah replied, “I do love the coat but I am concerned that I may not be able to afford it so I do not wish to put you to so much trouble should I not be able to buy it”.
“I’ll tell you what, we don’t normally let customers onto this but next Monday when we change the window dressing and take the coat out I will put it aside so you can try it on then, also I think we may be able to discount the price a bit to get the sale rather than send it back to the suppliers. The cost today is 235 pounds and I know that sounds a lot but the quality is first rate”.
“Wow, that is expensive and much more than I can afford on my pittance of a wage, how much do you think you may be able to reduce it next week?” Sarah asked.
“It depends really on the boss and what sort of mood she is in on the day but usually it is around 35 to 40%.”
“That is still a lot of money for me, I know that quality is expensive but that is almost a weeks wages for me so maybe I will have to give it a miss, but I do love it so much. If I call in on Monday and if it has not been sold can you please ask your boss for the lowest price she can go for me?” pleaded Sarah.
“I will do my best for you, but can’t promise anything, we will just have to see then.”
Sarah left the shop wondering if she should have bitten the bullet then and bought even if was a small fortune for her. She really wanted the brown coat but at 235 pounds, but at nearly weeks wages it was really too much and if she could get it with 40% off then that was just about doable.
Monday was such a long time coming around and Sarah’s mind never strayed far from the chocolate brown coat, and indeed to Amanda who seemed to be especially friendly with her almost to the point of flirting, or maybe that was just in her mind and she only really wanted a sale to boost her commission. Any way she liked the girl and was not put off by her subtle touching, indeed she sort of enjoyed it.
Sarah was pleased to see that the window dressing had been changed to a series of lightweight spring fashions with the mannequins displaying tropical print shorts and tied blouses.
She entered the shop and Amanda cruised over, “Hi Sarah, great to see you again” and gave her a kiss on the cheek as she held her hand. “I have great news for you as the boss has made an offer of 50% off if I sell two of the PVC coats. She knows I really would love to have the burgundy one and if I can persuade you with the chocolate one then we can both have the coats of our dreams. Now I will fetch your coat to try on I am sure you have been patient waiting for this moment”
“Actually not at all patient Amanda, I couldn’t think of anything else since last Wednesday and was even having trouble sleeping just thinking about it. And I didn’t thank you enough for being so attentive and helpful with me, you were very kind. 50% off sounds so fantastic and I can just afford that much even if it means skipping restaurants dinners for a few months. Can you manage OK if you bought the burgundy one Amanda?”
As Amanda was helping Sarah put the brown coat on she replied, “It will mean I have to do extra shifts on the next four weekends but I too really want it as they are so lovely and I haven’t bought myself anything really nice for ages.”
Once again Amanda allowed her arm to brush Sarah’s breast as she closed the buttons and lightly caressed her neck as she eased her hair from inside the collar. “You look very nice Sarah, this colour really does suit you and the fit is exactly right, stylish and smart, just lovely.”
She then fetched the burgundy coat and asked if Sarah would help her on with it, which she did. When they were both enclosed in the PVC raincoats and belts tightly fastened around their slim waists and their hoods around their faces Amanda said, “Aren’t we just couple of good looking ladies together like this” and took hold of Sarah’s hands. “So what do you think Sarah? Shall we buy them, they are a good price at 50% off and we do both love them very much”
“Yes” Sarah replied. “I could not live with myself if I missed this opportunity, so wrap it up for me but not before I enjoy this moment wrapped in my gorgeous raincoat with you. The burgundy does suit you Amanda and you look very smart and ready for anything.” Sarah squeezed Amanda’s hands a little and gave her a peck on the cheek. “We could maybe go for a coffee together if you like after work and admire each others coats.”
“That would be lovely Sarah, I would like that very much” responded Amanda.
Sarah and Amanda did meet after work at a local coffee shop both dressed in their PVC raincoats. They complimented each other on how great they looked and thanking the stars that they were able to buy the coats that they loved. The talk turned to finding out about them selves and Amanda whispered to Sarah that she was not really what she appeared to be but really wanted to be friends with her and not to be too shocked at what she was about to tell her.
The end……………. or maybe not.

Hope you enjoyed it and to find more by Jennifer, visit the plaza at
http://www.latexstories.net/latexauthors1.html

  Thanks for visiting and take care.
X

Oh and if you are going out with Orlando Bloom, could i go with Tom Hiddleston please.
XXX

Monday, 2 September 2013

The Lady

Hi everyone
   Suddenly distracted for a second in WH Smiths. Can't think why.
XXX

New Art. "Coffee Shop Shock"

Hi Everyone.
   Here is a new piece of art "What already?" .Yes already and it is hot off the presses and inspired  by true events. Or rather by a girl I saw sitting in The Coffee Shop close to my place of work yesterday. Though she was not  wearing Latex leggings she was in black pants, a polished red leather bike jacket and super heels. She also had long blonde hair and a handfull of shop bags beside her.
  So my imagination went to work and last night came up with this. Not the most complex piece but very "real".
  Hope you agree.

Best wishes and kisses
Andy
XXXX

Friday, 30 August 2013

Rubber at Burberry




Hi Everyone,

 If you want some awesome new coats, dripping in rubber and latex, you need to visit Burberrys new collection. 
  Here are three of my favourites. Follow the link and find out about the rubber skirts and tops too.
  Great stuff. Now all we need to do is get Emma Watson (LEFT) to re-enlist as their "face"


Go to
http://nl.burberry.com/store/










FROM THE NEW BURBERRY COLLECTION 




http://nl.burberry.com/store/womenswear/trench-coats/prorsum/prod-44965291-rubber-gabardine-trench-coat/?search=true


Love Love Love this colour......LOVE IT!

http://nl.burberry.com/store/womenswear/trench-coats/prorsum/prod-44965531-metal-plate-rubber-trench-coat/?search=true




http://nl.burberry.com/store/womenswear/trench-coats/prorsum/prod-44965461-gabardine-rubber-trench-coat/?search=true


Stunning yes?

XXX
Andy


Emma Watson in New Latexium Shock!

Stop Press
NEW LATEXIUM SHOCK!

Hi Everyone,
  In an unprecedented event British actress and rising Style Icon Emma Watson, this week suffered a double attack of the mystery Latexium Curse which has plagued her for the past few months.
  Attending the press day for the new Harry Potter exhibition at Leavesdon studios England, the bizarre curse left the young actress facing the worlds press in a very brief peach and black Latex slip dress, which to the gathered media, resembled little more than a very delicate piece of exotic underwear.
 After posing for a minute, the usually cool and composed Miss Watson, clearly unnerved and angered by the event, made her exit. 





  It was then reported to us that Miss Watson, refusing to be photographed once more in Latex, demanded a new outfit. This was duly found, only for it too to fall under the curses spell.
   However as ever, bound by her honest desire not to disappoint the crowds of fans who had gained tickets to the event, Emma returned unbowed by the tight black latex skirt and revealing red jacket to complete her appearance with her usual style, grace and humour.
  Asked later by our reporter about the incident Miss Watsons PA said 
   “It was an unfortunate event, which has left Emma saddened as the original dress she had wanted to wear was by Liz Insini,  the young designer whom she is championing and now the one off dress is lost and it was particularly annoying as Emma had taken the embarrassing precautions to wear Latex beneath in an attempt to placate the curse”


  Well once more the strange curse has struck, this time seemingly with a malevolent streak. We can only hope a cure can be found.

  For SmoothSlick’n’Shiny in England
I’m Amanda Keira Louboutin.
  

Thursday, 29 August 2013

Welcome back Fearne

Hi Everyone
  Here is a small tribute to my favourite Radio 1 DJ, Fearne Cotton, who has just returned to TV  after 6 months of maternity leave, in the brilliant, "Celebrity Juice".
  As you can see she has a place here on a fetish leaning blog, having in the past exhibited a love for the shiny side of fashion.


  The Video below is a classic, showing her in a stunning red PVC Mac. However what is beneath is left to our imagination. All I will say is that fire behind her must have been very warm.


The Pic below, is sadly a fake, however it has spread across the net as if real. Well I say fake, but I have no proof of that, still either way she looks totally awesome.



The Pic right is very real and 
was from the height of the
fashion for PVC pants from a 
few years back. She wore these
 a few times and never ever looked
 less than stunning.

Here again are those skintight PVC pants..
 Below is  video I admit to having watched many times. It is from the "Make me a SuperModel" show, a few years ago and I can not help but think it was unwise to have a show about supermodels, where the presenter out shines all the contestants. PVC Pants and High heels rarely looked sexier.


The Picture left is very much real and shows Fearne very much latexed, in a gorgeous tight red latex pencil skirt.
















So Welcome back Fearne and my mornings have not been the same for the past few months.
 Oh and if you could dig out those pants one last time, I would be very grateful. Very Very grateful.

XXX
Andy

Wednesday, 21 August 2013

New Art. "The Prize"

Hi Everyone.
  Enough teasing, here is the full piece. Hope it was worth it.
XXX
Andy

Friday, 16 August 2013

Coming Soon.

Hi Everyone
    A teaser poster to advertise my next piece and to show i have not vanished.
Hope you like it
XX
 

Wednesday, 24 July 2013

Emma Watson Cute and cool in red Latex


Hi Everyone
     With Britain basking in super hot weather, it was still nice to see that Actress Emma Watson, despite her ongoing struggles with the mysterious Latexium curse,could still look cool and elegant whilst attending the prestigious Asprey Diamond Polo event in Surrey England this weekend.
  Our reporter took the opportunity for a cheeky question about her outfit and was greeted with Miss Watsons dazzling smile and a polite no comment.
   However we did learn from a close contact that Emma had been wearing the simple red silk shift dress she had chosen for the summer day event for over an hour and had been hopeful the curse would not affect her.However in the car on the drive to the Polo fields, the entire outfit had swiftly Rubberised.
   It is still a mystery how the curse struck, or how long it will last, but we at S,SnS can't believe anyone could carry the curse with as much beauty and grace as Miss Watson.


Reporting for SmoothSlick'n'Shiny
 Andy Watson in Surrey England

Sunday, 21 July 2013

Head turning Ad

Hi everyone
 Here is a very eye catching ad, for Vespa scooters from India. I do believe the outfits were from the superb Breathless of London. http://www.breathless.uk.com/index.html


Hope you enjoy
XXXX
Andy

Friday, 19 July 2013

New Art. Wrong number


Hi Everyone,
  Sorry it has been a while, I just can not find the time to sit and work at the moment, but here is a new piece of art.
   I have re-done Andys face to be nearer my own (ego? me? never) and so now he has my own brown eyes and brown hair, though mine is not so red.(at the moment).
  And take a close look at Janes choice of reading, no wonder poor Andy is in the position he is.
     Anyway I do hope you like it and i will try to be a little swifter with the next one.

Best wishes to you all and many many thanks for visiting my blog.
XXXXX
Andy



Wrong Number

Friday, 5 July 2013

Emma Watson. Finally Happy in Latex ?

.
    Breaking News

 Hi Everyone,
      Hot in from our reporters comes a breakthrough in the on going Garmentia Latexium outbreak currently affecting  Actress Emma Watson.
   Attending the Premier of her movie The Perks Of Being A Wallflower in London last week, The British beauty and rising style Icon, appeared happy, smiling and far more relaxed of late, dressed in a classic white jacket, over a peach lace blouse and teamed with a stunningly simple, black knee length skirt of polished ebony black Latex rubber. A skirt,she later told reporters ,of her own choosing.

       
  The revelation that the always elegant and feminine young star had chosen to wear latex, sent rumours around the internet that the actress was finally revealing her darker side. 
   However it emerged later there was another reason her Miss Watsons seaming acceptance of the ultra fetishistic material.
  Apparently Emma had been contacted by an un-named source with information regarding details of the strange Latexium curse and was promised that if the affected person willing wears an item of Latex clothing it prevents the total Latexification of the entire outfit and it was this in mind that the young actress secretly visited leading British Fetish House Honour to purchase herself this simple yet stunning skirt. .          .                                              .Previously Emmas resent appearances in a string of stunning, sleek and sexy Latex outfits, such as this seemingly melted on Pewter grey sheath gown, (pictured right) worn to the British Academy Awards earlier this year, had been attributed to her desire to step away from her clean cut Hermione Grainger character from the Harry Potter films and present an edgier, sexier image to compliment her blossoming career as a model and face of Cosmetics giant Lancome. However in the following months the bizarre nature of the Latexium curse was revealed to a stunned media.                                              Now though it seems there is some hope for the young actress and that soon there may be a cure.Until them though Emma, we'd keep that can of latex polish to hand.
  That's all on this update,
     Reporting for SmoothSlick'nShiny, I'm  Amanda Keira Louboutin








Monday, 24 June 2013

An old story. Published for the first time..."The Five Cards"

Hi everyone,
 Here is the start of a new story.


The Five Cards
By
Andy.Latex
Part 1
Invitations and Donations




   On a school trip to Europe, you are staying at a very plush hotel in the centre of Paris, it is early in the evening when the knock on your door came, you open it to find your group leader Ms Upton and her assistant Ms Fullerton, both are clearly dressed for an evening out, with there hair up and faces fully made up, yet what really struck you as odd were the matching long black shiny PVC mackintoshes they wore, after all it was a warm summers evening, with no sign if rain. “Good evening Ms”, you say, they smile back.
 “Polite as ever Andrew, are you ready?, good, now come along the evening is young”.
 Your teachers had explained about the invitation to the party about a week ago, it was to be a charity event designed to raise money for a variety of private schools across Europe and each attending school was offered the chance to bring a pupil to participate, you had excepted the invitation with pride but felt Ms Uptons comment about finally not having to go to the event empty handed  a little odd.
Still in no time you are all in the back of an elegant black Mercedes heading out of the city. You talk about everyday things, about the trip and school,  they talk to you as an attentive Aunt might talk to a favourite nephew, asking you what music you like and what films, you should feel relaxed, yet, despite the cars air conditioning, ,you feel yourself begin to perspire. The closeness of these two beautiful ladies making you nervous, especially as Ms Uptons red polished fingertips are resting gently on your leg, whilst Ms Fullerton, sitting on your other side, plays with one of your hands on her plastic coated lap, her movements allowing the shiny vinyl to slip open to reveal a her long legs tightly bound in gleaming black leather . You swallow and take deep breath. This was too awesome.
   In time the conversion dries, but by then you are waiting outside the ornate red door, of the tree shaded chateau, Ms Upton and Ms Fullerton holding your hands as if you were a child. After a moment the wide door swings open an you are greeted by a tall stunningly beautiful blonde, she leaves you speechless , she is no older than you, with big blue eyes and full pink lips, she is simply stunning and dressed in the most amazing of outfits, a pure white silk French Maids uniform, everything is white from the delicate lace cap on her head to the gleaming high heels of her shoes, a stunning angel , you lower your eyes shyly. The three exchange words in fluent French, and you are welcomed inside. Whilst you are looking about the maid takes your teachers coats and when you turn back to their voices you catch your breath, they are dressed identically as before, but this time in skin tight black shiny patent leather pants and well tailored red silk blouses. The look is simple yet stunning, after a moment when they try to engage you in small talk, however, you can not help but notice the way your teachers stare at the maid as she moves away, their faces are filled with astonishment and excitement.
  Ms Upton squeezes your hand,. “Isn’t she beautiful Andrew?”, she whispers, “A real French Maid, don’t you think her uniform is gorgeous, all the frills and lace”. You remain silent taking the question as rhetorical, but she wants and answer, “Andrew?, don’t you think”.
 “Y..yes Miss”, you stammer, “yes she is very beautiful”.
 Their eyes never leaving the maid until the fall of high heeled steps make them turn. You are greeted again, this time by a maturer woman. About 40, but no less stunning, she wears a serve white silk blouse, trimmed with lace frills at cuffs and high collar, an ankle length skirt of black satin so figure hugging she looked to have been poured into it and on her feet she wears THE highest stiletto heeled court shoes in glossy black patent. Her beautiful face is heavily made up with dark lashed eyes and deep red lips. You had thought your teachers were beautiful, but they simply vanished next to this vision. “Bonjour”, she extends a gloved hand. Ms Fullerton excepts and once more you stand silent as words are exchanged.
        “Your maid is quite stunning”. Ms Fullerton says, a slight nervous tightness in her voice.
       “Thank you, a beautiful addition to our staff”,
       “Is…”, Ms Upton adds, before stumbling on her words, “….Sorry, was h…she from….”
       “ Yes Ms Upton, Christina came to us this time last year”. The woman smiles at your teachers clear uncertainty.
       “She is a real credit to you”. Ms Upton adds, clearly taking a deep breath. “Very beautiful”.
        “Again, thank you”. As the woman’s eyes narrow , she pauses, looks slowly from woman to woman  and then down to you. You feel yourself tremble. She drops her head to one side, looks you up and down and smiles. “Mmmmm”, she sighs “ pretty….I do hope you are playing tonight ladies?”
        “Yes”. Both women rely as one. “Yes we are”.

  To be continued

Friday, 21 June 2013

Keira Knightley in red latex...Video!

Hi everyone
  I don't know what the heck this is all about, but the idea of Keira Knightley in red Latex was just too good to miss and it ain't a fake either!!!!!



To Deviant for DeviantArt

Hi Everyone
  Well it would seem I have been a naughty sissy and appear to be too deviant for deviantart. Four of my pieces have been removed for violating there code. I think i just posted them wrongly, but they say i should not re post them. 
  However this is my blog and i shall post and be damned. That sounded pompous enough. Anyway here are the offending pieces, but the way they are going there may be more to come.






Friday, 7 June 2013

WARNING!... Latexium spreads


     Hi Everyone,
           Our ace reporter in the field has gained proof that the Latxeium curse which has been affecting British Actress Emma Watson has spread!
     Following last weeks video evidence which suggested Actress Gemma Aterterton had fallen under its control, reports which she denies having issued a statement claiming she chose to wear the skirt because, quote "she likes PVC"., Our reporter Capricious Amber http://capriciousamber.deviantart.com/ was on hand personally to capture this image of Actress and friend of this blog Keira Knightley, suffering a minor but clear out break of the Latexium curse.

It is with great thanks to Amber that we can show this image as, by being in such close proximity to an affected person, she has run the risk of infection herself. Thank you Amber.
XXXX.

 STOP PRESS.....
Hot off the wires....  Latest information has come to light that the shocking image below, is in fact the first captured image of the Latexium curse.
  We at SmoothSlick'n'Shiny believe this photograph of Emma Watson attending the final Harry Potter première was taken just minutes after the first affects were experienced. 
   


It was reported at the time that Miss Watsons choice of outfit was a deliberate attempt to step away from the clean cut image of Hermione Granger, the character she had played in the hugely successful series since an very young age and present a more cutting edge and adult image. However we can now exclusively reveal this was in fact the Garmentia Latexium curse in action. 
   The outbreak was reported to have caused Miss Watson great shock and distress as it was said it took 10 to 15 minutes for the black silk Jacket and Skirt she was wearing to turn into tight shiny latex rubber and it was only her professional composure, and desire not to disappoint fans who had waited hours to glimpse their heroine, that prevented her withdrawing from the event .

    Reports are now coming in from all around the world and so we ask, if anyone out there has any other proof that this curse has spread and is affecting others please let us know. But please be careful, do not approach too close, because you could be next.................... YOU COULD BE NEXT!!!!!!!!

Thursday, 6 June 2013

Hair cutting

  Hi everyone
Just a quick post of a personal note. I shall be away all next week (Who said hooray at the back?)  and as a result will not be posting for that time.
  I am going to stay wth my very very good friends and lovers back in France for a little naughty fun and a hopeful return of my alta-ego Amanda or rather that should be Emma and not Amanda (it's s long story)
  Anyway there should be one more post as there is a Latexium outbreak to report.
  Now, in 2 hours I am going to get my hair cut and a few other things done. (If you have the legs you have got to show them at their best). My hair had grown a bit scrappy of late and i am under strict instruction to get it "properly Pixied" and so armed with a few pictures that is where i shall be.

Take care everyone
XXX
Andy