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  1. NOTE THIS ORIGINALLY FROM netdog_us in RRR
  2. I'm pleased to announce the first story here at
  3. Reno's Rubber Room. This is donated by a writer that I
  4. will keep anon for now, until they give their OK to
  5. post their identity. So with out further delay...
  6. RubberMaid "Ballgame"<br><br>Rhonda woke up thinking it
  7. ought to be light out by now! Instead, it was pitch
  8. black, stuffy, and very wet. Every time she moved her
  9. head, waves of ecstasy coursed through her rubber body.
  10. Then she remembered...<br><br>Rhonda Mord, aka Rubber
  11. Maid, stepped into the tub for a nice hot bath. She had
  12. been outside all afternoon playing in the police
  13. department's softball charity event. It must have been 100
  14. degrees out there, and with no rain in the last month,
  15. dust was everywhere. She had promised not to take
  16. advantage of her stretchy self during the game, but
  17. everyone knew she couldn't help herself
  18. sometimes.<br><br>In the third inning, the Fire Department slugger,
  19. Mack Donald, hit a towering drive that was destined
  20. for the outfield bleachers when it left the bat.
  21. Rhonda did her best to get back for the ball, but just
  22. before she hit the wall and went splat, she sent a
  23. slender gloved arm up about twenty feet to make the
  24. catch. By the time her arm came back down, she had
  25. peeled herself off the Gatorade ad and threw a slingshot
  26. to third base to double up the astonished runner who
  27. had already made it to the bench. The crowd roared,
  28. and Rhonda bowed so far she came back up behind
  29. herself with a big smile.<br><br>Four innings later,
  30. Rubber Maid was the star attraction as she gave new
  31. meaning to "seventh inning stretch." Two burly high
  32. school teams were ready to have a serious tug-of-war
  33. match. The winning team would get free passes to the big
  34. league games for the season. Inspector Mord was kind
  35. enough to volunteer as the center of the battle.
  36. <br><br>She rolled her eyes up into her head, and
  37. concentrated. She lay down on the ground, arms and legs
  38. straight out perpendicular to her sexy body. Eyes still
  39. peering firmly up into her pliable head, she rolled her
  40. hips up and in towards her waist like rolling up a
  41. rug. Now she was concentrating very hard and she went
  42. cross-eyed, biting her luscious lips. Her arms and legs
  43. melted together and stretched out to twenty-five feet on
  44. either side of her head, which remained intact. The
  45. Rubber Maid rope was complete. She would also judge the
  46. winner by simply looking down to see when she crossed
  47. the line either way!<br><br>The high schoolers
  48. eagerly took their places and grabbed hold of Rubber
  49. Maid. I think they were more interested in the game
  50. than the results. For nearly thirty minutes, both
  51. sides struggled to pull Rhonda's head across the line.
  52. It felt good to have so many strong hands holding
  53. her so tightly. After a while she picked a side,
  54. "eeny-miney-moe" style, and softened herself up so she crossed the
  55. line on the other side. Both teams seemed
  56. disappointed, but Rhonda cheered them all up by snapping into
  57. her old self and spreading friendly kisses on the
  58. cheek all around.<br><br>In the ninth inning, Rhonda
  59. was at the plate. Just as the pitcher was about to
  60. release the ball, a hornet flew onto his nose and the
  61. ball sailed right at her face. Without missing a beat,
  62. she transformed her face into a baseball glove and
  63. caught the ball! The umpire didn't know whether to award
  64. her first base or not. Rhonda, smile back on her
  65. lovely face, said she preferred to get a hit. On the
  66. next pitch that darn hornet struck again, but this
  67. time the ball went straight for one of the kids in the
  68. crowd. Rubber Maid stretched from the waist in an
  69. instant and hit a double into the left field corner.
  70. Whew, that was close!
  71.  
  72. Everyone was cheering for Rhonda, but she was
  73. nowhere to be found! The shortstop pointed at second
  74. base. There were two-second bases lying in the dirt.
  75. One was all a dirty shade of white, and the other was
  76. half white and half purple. As the shortstop
  77. approached, Rubber Maid climbed out of her base shape back
  78. into her knockout self again. She was so excited that
  79. she had hit the double; she had contracted her
  80. rubbery body into the extra base. More cheers
  81. followed.<br><br>Rhonda was getting tired, so her Rubber Maid tricks were
  82. now happening spontaneously. When the next batter hit
  83. a single to shallow right field, Rhonda just took
  84. two giant steps to third base, and then home plate.
  85. That was all the police department needed to break the
  86. tied score and win the game. Rhonda sheepishly shifted
  87. her supple body into a ten by four foot "Thank You"
  88. sign complete with white and purple flags on
  89. top.<br><br>Rhonda and Alice walked over to Alice's car. They talked
  90. about how much fun the game was, and what a hunk Mack
  91. from the Fire Department was. Rhonda said after that
  92. stunt she played to rob him of the homerun, it was
  93. probably no use trying to get him to go out with her.
  94. Waiting at Alice's car was Mack, and Rhonda gave a little
  95. wince.<br><br>"Don't worry, officers. I wasn't trying to steal your
  96. car like Rhonda stole my homerun." There was an
  97. awkward silence, and then Mack let out a big friendly
  98. laugh. "I'm just kidding ladies! That was an amazing
  99. feat, but it looks like you owe me one Rhonda." His
  100. smile lit up the whole ballpark.<br><br>"What do you
  101. have in mind?" Rhonda could feel her chest expanding,
  102. her rubber heart pounding, and her knees turning to
  103. spongy mush. She had a heck of a time not dissolving
  104. into a blob.<br><br>"Well, how about dinner at my
  105. place tonight at 7:00?" It was time to make his
  106. signature lasagna.<br><br>Rhonda thought for a second, and
  107. then Alice gave her a sharp elbow in the side. Rhonda
  108. bent over in half, shot Alice a playful look, and
  109. said, "That sounds wonderful. Can I bring the
  110. wine?"<br><br>Mack couldn't believe it! "Perfect, how about a full
  111. bodied red? I'll see you tonight then."
  112.  
  113. Alice drove Rhonda home. Time for that bath now.
  114. Rubber Maid lay in the tub and relaxed so much that she
  115. melted into a Rhonda puddle. She reformed her toes and
  116. turned the hot water on. That was more like it! She
  117. realized that she had forgotten to get the bath gel from
  118. the kitchen counter after shopping that morning
  119. before the game. No problem for the Rubber Maid. Rhonda
  120. simply extended her body from just below her shoulders
  121. and wound her way through the house to retrieve the
  122. bath gel. The bath felt great on the rest of her body
  123. while she was snaking her way back. Once back, she saw
  124. that the water had splashed over the side of the tub.
  125. Her right arm contracted into a thirsty mop in a
  126. flash, and the spill was gone. <br><br>Getting out of
  127. the tub, Rhonda remembered that all the towels were
  128. in the laundry. It sure gets busy fighting bad guys!
  129. Hardly any time to keep up with the housework. The
  130. ceiling fan was just what she needed. Rubber Maid turned
  131. it on with a six foot long middle finger, and
  132. stretched up to adjust the speed to slow. She grabbed hold
  133. of two of the five fan blades while her feet were
  134. wrapped tightly around the legs of her makeup chair.
  135. Rhonda's rubber frame twisted tighter and tighter from her
  136. fingertips to her toenails. She looked like a gym rope
  137. hanging from the fan. After a minute or so, she let go
  138. and unwound flopping on the floor like a fish out of
  139. water. The room stopped spinning a moment later.
  140. <br><br>Rubber Maid split her neck and head in two, sending one
  141. lovely noggin into her closet across the bedroom while
  142. the other admired her supple body back in the
  143. bathroom rubbing lotion all over. "What to wear... what to
  144. wear?" she said in her closet, and "What a pair, what a
  145. pair" she said at the same time, massaging her pliable
  146. tits. Rhonda was going for just the right fullness and
  147. droop. 42DD ought to do it. Soft salad plate sized
  148. areolas with thumb-sized nipples. That's
  149. better.<br><br>Having found just the right outfit, Rhonda decided to
  150. lie down and relax for a few minutes before getting
  151. dressed for her date. All that attention she had given
  152. her bust got her hot and bothered. She began to
  153. stretch her limbs into familiar shapes to pleasure her in
  154. ways that only her elastic self could. Just as she was
  155. starting to really get into it when the phone
  156. rang!<br><br>"Ah, hello?" Her legs had returned to normal by the
  157. end of the first ring. Her crotch, however, was still
  158. soaked!<br><br>"Isn't this the Dunneville Body Shop?" The caller
  159. sounded annoyed, but not as annoyed as Rhonda
  160. was.<br><br>"No, it isn't. You need to dial 555 instead of 525.
  161. Have a nice day." It was time to get dressed anyway,
  162. so she figured why not be her usual sweet
  163. self.<br><br>Her outfit was laid out on the bed, and she wanted to
  164. try something new. Rhonda dissolved herself into a
  165. paper cup she had placed on the bed, tipped over,
  166. poured herself into her panties, bra, and light blue
  167. sundress, and then condensed herself back to normal. That
  168. was fun! Any would no doubt be useful some day.
  169.  
  170. She was in such a hurry to get downstairs and
  171. pick out the wine that she stumbled and started to
  172. fall down the remaining fifteen stairs. Just a
  173. momentary thought of a playground ball, and she was
  174. bouncing merrily down into the living room. She snapped
  175. back to her old self just in time to avoid smashing
  176. one of her favorite potpourri pots to
  177. pieces.<br><br>The Rubber Maid smoothed out her dress and looked in
  178. the pantry for just the right wine for this special
  179. night. There must have been forty bottles to choose
  180. from. Rhonda thought for a moment and three more arms
  181. sprang from each shoulder. Now she could get a look at
  182. the bottles much more quickly. To the tune of the
  183. bottles clinking gently together, Rhonda grabbed a bottle
  184. in each of her eight arms and set them carefully on
  185. the island in the center of the kitchen.<br><br>Now
  186. that the bottles were all out where she could see
  187. them, it would still take forever to find the one she
  188. had in mind. If only she could look at more than one
  189. bottle at a time... An instant later, her neck split
  190. again, but this time into six rubber necks and heads!
  191. Rhonda looked at herself again, and again, and, well,
  192. you know. She had to hold on to the island with her
  193. eight arms to steady herself. Each of her six cute
  194. heads looked at a different row of bottles. In the
  195. third row of bottles she found the one she was looking
  196. for and set it aside, then braided her distended
  197. necks together and blended her head back together. Her
  198. elegant octopus arms put the other bottles away in no
  199. time, and then vanished back into her delicate
  200. shoulders.<br><br>Okay, time to hit the road! Rhonda went into the garage
  201. and over to the driver's door of her Mustang. It was
  202. locked, and the keys were in the ignition! What a day!
  203. Without delay, she pushed her hands into the narrow space
  204. between the door and the roof. She slid in easily up to
  205. her elbows, and then squished her head, shoulders,
  206. and the rest of her flowing body through. Plop, onto
  207. the driver's seat. A second to return to Rhonda form,
  208. roll the window down, grab the bottle off the shelf by
  209. the door, and off she went.<br><br>Rhonda arrived at
  210. Mack's just a few minutes after seven. There was a note
  211. on the door.<br><br>"Sorry I missed you, Rhonda.
  212. There's a five-alarm fire down by the river and I had to
  213. leave right away. Please go on in and enjoy the dinner
  214. I cooked. Save me some wine for when I get back."
  215. For a moment, Rhonda considered heading over to the
  216. blaze, but she was pretty hungry and her pager hadn't
  217. gone off. She tried to open the door, as Mack had
  218. invited in his note, but he must have locked it out of
  219. habit when he left. There was no mail slot in the door,
  220. and the bottom was sealed tight with
  221. weather-stripping. Nice to see he was conserving energy! Rhonda was
  222. going to expend some energy getting in, but by now she
  223. was an expert at this.<br><br>First, she looked
  224. around to see if anyone was watching her. No one was.
  225. She put her arms together and they quickly blended
  226. into a thread, which she fed through the tiny key slot
  227. of the door. After some probing, she felt her arms
  228. come through inside and returned her hands to normal.
  229. Next, she tilted her head towards her thread arms and,
  230. pulling with her hands, drew the rest of her string self
  231. through the key slot. The lasagna smelled terrific!
  232.  
  233. In the kitchen, Rubber Maid put the bottle of
  234. wine down and went over to the oven to read another
  235. note. "The pasta should be ready at quarter after
  236. seven, so pour yourself some wine and enjoy!" Great! She
  237. hoped the building fire would get under control
  238. quickly, but she knew from experience it could rage all
  239. night. <br><br>Peeking through the drawers, Rhonda was
  240. surprised not to find silverware or oven utensils. They
  241. were probably in an obvious place, but she couldn't
  242. figure out where. The buzzer on the oven sounded, and
  243. she turned the oven off. One last look around
  244. revealed dinner plates, so at least she wouldn't have to
  245. eat off the table. She opened the oven and slid the
  246. casserole onto a sturdy tray she had fashioned out of her
  247. left hand and forearm. Rubber Maid was getting the
  248. hang of tolerating very hot and cold temperature
  249. exposure by her shape shifting body. The Pyrex dish felt
  250. warm, but not at all uncomfortable.<br><br>Safely on
  251. the countertop, Rhonda used a spatula hand to slice
  252. and serve the lasagna. The salad was in the
  253. refrigerator, the dressing right next to it. "This all looks
  254. yummy" she thought. With no knives, forks, or spoons
  255. anywhere, Rhonda simply transformed her hands into whatever
  256. utensil she needed throughout the meal and soon polished
  257. off a hefty portion. She decided to save the wine for
  258. when Mack returned.<br><br>While putting the rest of
  259. the meal into the fridge for later, Rhonda knocked
  260. some snapshots off the counter and they slid back
  261. behind the cooling coils. "Well that was kind of clumsy.
  262. I better get them before they get wet and dirty."
  263. As this was a very large commercial type
  264. refrigerator, she couldn't budge it even half an inch. Of
  265. course, for the Rubber Maid, half an inch clearance was
  266. like walking under the St. Louis arch for the rest of
  267. us. Stretching her right arm back behind the fridge
  268. and down to the floor, she couldn't feel the
  269. pictures. "I'll have to take a look." Once again, she
  270. rolled her eyes up into her head and plummeted to the
  271. floor until she was about one inch tall. She could have
  272. walked under the coils, but decided to shape herself
  273. into a round drink coaster and roll along the side of
  274. the fridge to the pictures instead.She bumped into
  275. the wall and fell over flat. Rhonda reached a hand
  276. out of her flat coaster body and grabbed the photos.
  277. Extending her hand up and around the fridge, she set the
  278. pics down where they belonged, then reached up higher,
  279. caught hold of one of the cabinet knobs, and reeled her
  280. coaster form up past the countertop and into one of the
  281. kitchen chairs. Once there, she bloomed back into the
  282. adorable Rubber Maid.<br><br>Rhonda felt a little stiff,
  283. even for Rubber Maid, after all that baseball earlier
  284. in the day. Stretching exercises for her were a lot
  285. different from the even the most limber regular folks.
  286. Rhonda would generally alternate stretching some part of
  287. her magnificent body until she ran out of room, and
  288. then shape shift into various objects to keep things
  289. interesting and stay in practice. It also felt good and was a
  290. lot of fun. Normally she would do these nine or ten
  291. times. She decided three times would be enough
  292. tonight.<br><br>Rhonda started by lying on the floor and flattening
  293. herself out to exercise mat thickness. She pressed her
  294. toes under her feet and rolled herself into a thick
  295. tube. Next, she pulled her sides in until she looked
  296. like one of those soda can holders that keep your
  297. drink cool. As she continued to concentrate, she
  298. extended her loopy body until she was the size of a
  299. hula-hoop. One of the chairs in the living room was heavy
  300. enough that Rhonda looped herself around the upholstered
  301. arm and started stretching for the end of the
  302. banister upstairs. That was easy, so she searched for
  303. something else further away to really loosen her up.
  304.  
  305. She found it in Mack's workout room. It was full
  306. of weights on all sorts of machines. Rhonda looped
  307. herself over the top of the bench press machine and
  308. hooked onto the sixty-pound platter. Pulling gently, the
  309. weights moved up a foot, and then relaxing, came back
  310. down with a clank. Now this was stretching! Suddenly,
  311. she felt the chair downstairs start to move, and
  312. before she could react, her other rubber end came
  313. unhooked and slithered up into the gym to meet her. By
  314. that time, Rhonda had reformed herself. Now for a
  315. transformation.<br><br>Inspecting the various equipment, she noticed there was no
  316. trampoline like the little ones some people jog on. Almost
  317. as soon as she thought of it, her legs split into
  318. six stubby posts, her hips widened out to four feet
  319. in diameter, and her firm tummy spread out to form
  320. the bouncy part of the trampoline. From her just
  321. below her boobs and up she remained Rubber Maid, and
  322. had a bunch of fun going up and down. You know what
  323. they always say, so she grew her hooters to 48 DDD's
  324. to see if they would hit her in the face. Sure
  325. enough, they popped out of her bra and dress, and her
  326. enormous chest was pummeling her. A couple of times, her
  327. tootsie bar size nipples hit her in the mouth and she
  328. sucked and bit them enthusiastically just like the candy
  329. bar. "Goth, I theel tho thood" she lisped, both of her
  330. nipples clenched firmly in her teeth. Time to go all the
  331. way. Rhonda lifted her arms above her head, went
  332. cross-eyed, and dropped the rest of her rubber body into the
  333. trampoline. Her smiling face looked up at the ceiling from
  334. her smooth and flat self. If anyone had come in now,
  335. they would only have seen a colorful trampoline in the
  336. corner.<br><br>One round down, two to go! This was such
  337. fun!<br><br>Rubber Maid pulled herself together and lay down on the
  338. real exercise mat. Time for the ultimate front bend.
  339. She lifted both legs in the air and effortlessly
  340. placed them behind her head. Once there, she tied her
  341. flexible feet into a knot, and reached through her legs
  342. for the ceiling. Once there, she looked back down and
  343. saw her knotted legs wrapped tightly around her
  344. waist. Rhonda arched her back 180 degrees and came back
  345. down with her upper back sliding down against her
  346. extended lower back. Her knotted feet were directly ahead
  347. and below as she crawled through the tight knot, her
  348. back in a three-foot loop. Then she flattened herself
  349. out from her chest up and slid under her butt and
  350. back up again. So, Rhonda was facing the gym, her
  351. contorted body behind her. She spun her arms and upper body
  352. around 540 degrees until she was facing herself. Arms
  353. through the loop made by her back, then meeting at her
  354. belly to form a figure eight, then back through her
  355. looped back to rest on her shoulders. Lastly, Rhonda
  356. tucked in her chin, stretched her neck, and rested her
  357. head on her lower abdomen. An enthusiastic pull on her
  358. shoulders, and the stretch was complete. Try to remember all
  359. that next time you exercise!
  360.  
  361. Rather than undoing her twisted body step by
  362. step, Rubber Maid simply imagined a folded bath towel
  363. and she shifted easily into a neatly pressed terry
  364. towel. "I could have used one of these when I was got
  365. out of the bath, but the fan was more fun,� she
  366. thought. Picturing herself in her pretty dress, she
  367. unfolded back into her exquisite self. "That's enough of
  368. the gym for now" she said to herself. Two more cycles
  369. to go.<br><br>Rhonda found the den and stood in the
  370. open area in front of the desk facing it. Leaning
  371. backward, once again she went cross-eyed and dove down and
  372. under her rear end coming up between her legs. Hands
  373. placed under her feet now, she extended her thighs and
  374. arched over the desk and then back under the desk so
  375. that her head was now between her distended calves and
  376. forearms. She released her hands from under her feet and
  377. grabbed her own head by clutching her throat. Pulling
  378. really hard now, her head was stretching so that from
  379. the top of her head to the tip of her chin was over
  380. five feet. "That'll keep the wrinkles away!" she
  381. thought. She let her head gently go and freed herself from
  382. the desk.<br><br>Rubber Maid considered for a few
  383. minutes what she hadn't tried yet, and then she giggled
  384. and flashed her trademark smile. She would find the
  385. most impossibly tight space she could find, and pour
  386. herself into it without shrinking first. "Good thing I'm
  387. not claustrophobic" she quipped. Then she found what
  388. she was looking for. Mack had a collection of Hot
  389. Wheels, and there was a white and purple 1970 Chevy
  390. Chevelle SS that had her name on it. Rhonda decided to hop
  391. in and take it for a spin!<br><br>Rubber Maid's
  392. eyelashes fluttered as her eyeballs rolled cross-eyed up
  393. into her head. Her left pointer finger rolled into a
  394. soda straw, and Rhonda placed one end into the
  395. driver's side of the tiny muscle car. Soon her body
  396. started quivering as she dissolved herself into the straw
  397. and then into the hot rod. "Wow, I really did it! And
  398. it was easy!" she gushed. It was a tight fit, but
  399. she had a nice view out the windshield. She zipped
  400. back and forth across the desk a half a dozen times,
  401. and then got a little carsick. Having stopped the
  402. little toy, she felt better and imagined a pool of
  403. herself draining out of the Chevy's tiny exhaust pipe.
  404. And that's just what happened. She spilled across the
  405. desk without a mess and as she flowed off the side,
  406. formed herself back to normal until every gorgeous ounce
  407. was accounted for.
  408.  
  409. "Okay, that ought to do it" Rhonda said out loud.
  410. "Got all the kinks out."<br><br>A few steps later,
  411. Rubber Maid was in Mack�s bedroom. There was a light
  412. blinking on the answering machine when she looked over at
  413. the nightstand. Rhonda hit the PLAY button. "Hi
  414. Rhonda. It's me, Mack. We've got a really big one here
  415. tonight. Just stay at my place, if you like, and I'll take
  416. you out for breakfast in the morning. Sorry about
  417. tonight, but I'll make it up to you." Beep. Thinking about
  418. Mack made Rhonda feel warm and horny. Might as well
  419. get some sleep.<br><br>In the morning, she heard a
  420. muffled sound and when she tried to see who it was,
  421. well... read the beginning of the
  422. story.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------<br><br>Well, that's it. I hope you liked the story. This was a
  423. fairly edited version in that there where some naughty
  424. bits in the original version. Those interested in it
  425. can e-mail me. Thanks, Reno
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