In the end, Kim was breathing heavily in the latex dress, but felt excellent and even considered modeling for Judy's special dresses more often. She liked the feel of the latex on her skin. She felt embraced by the dress and loved by Judy.
"Do you actually have a date for the prom?" asked Judy casually as she turned off the camera and walked over to Kim.
"You'd think so, wouldn't you? "laughed Kim, "No, I was planning on going with a certain boy and well, he turned me down."
"That's a real shame, Kim. Do you think he'd change his mind if you showed him the pictures?"
Kim blushed instantly, not noticing Judy tucking the sleeves of the dress into the side flaps.
"That might be a little too much of a good thing." Kim laughed, and bristled when she saw that Judy was now pulling the sleeves through the front flap. "Ehm Judy, what are you doing?" asked Kim in irritation, trying to pull her arms back, but as before, she found that the latex was far too heavy for that and seemed to stick to itself. "Just making sure my product can't hurt itself," Judy said, gently patting Kim's cheek.
"'Hurt itself? You mean ..." Kim interrupted herself as she felt the sleeves being pulled down her back by Judy, where she pressed the two metal ends together and it clicked softly.
"Judy? Could you let me out of this now?" asked Kim nervously, trying to disengage her arms from her body, but to no avail. The latex was just too tightly pulled around her body and the latches held Kim's arms tightly in their grip. The metal lock apparently could not be opened without a key either.
"Let you out? Kim, but this is the dress you were promised, isn't it?"

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