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- NOTE THIS ORIGINALLY FROM netdog_us in RRR
- I'm pleased to announce the first story here at
- Reno's Rubber Room. This is donated by a writer that I
- will keep anon for now, until they give their OK to
- post their identity. So with out further delay...
- RubberMaid "Ballgame"<br><br>Rhonda woke up thinking it
- ought to be light out by now! Instead, it was pitch
- black, stuffy, and very wet. Every time she moved her
- head, waves of ecstasy coursed through her rubber body.
- Then she remembered...<br><br>Rhonda Mord, aka Rubber
- Maid, stepped into the tub for a nice hot bath. She had
- been outside all afternoon playing in the police
- department's softball charity event. It must have been 100
- degrees out there, and with no rain in the last month,
- dust was everywhere. She had promised not to take
- advantage of her stretchy self during the game, but
- everyone knew she couldn't help herself
- sometimes.<br><br>In the third inning, the Fire Department slugger,
- Mack Donald, hit a towering drive that was destined
- for the outfield bleachers when it left the bat.
- Rhonda did her best to get back for the ball, but just
- before she hit the wall and went splat, she sent a
- slender gloved arm up about twenty feet to make the
- catch. By the time her arm came back down, she had
- peeled herself off the Gatorade ad and threw a slingshot
- to third base to double up the astonished runner who
- had already made it to the bench. The crowd roared,
- and Rhonda bowed so far she came back up behind
- herself with a big smile.<br><br>Four innings later,
- Rubber Maid was the star attraction as she gave new
- meaning to "seventh inning stretch." Two burly high
- school teams were ready to have a serious tug-of-war
- match. The winning team would get free passes to the big
- league games for the season. Inspector Mord was kind
- enough to volunteer as the center of the battle.
- <br><br>She rolled her eyes up into her head, and
- concentrated. She lay down on the ground, arms and legs
- straight out perpendicular to her sexy body. Eyes still
- peering firmly up into her pliable head, she rolled her
- hips up and in towards her waist like rolling up a
- rug. Now she was concentrating very hard and she went
- cross-eyed, biting her luscious lips. Her arms and legs
- melted together and stretched out to twenty-five feet on
- either side of her head, which remained intact. The
- Rubber Maid rope was complete. She would also judge the
- winner by simply looking down to see when she crossed
- the line either way!<br><br>The high schoolers
- eagerly took their places and grabbed hold of Rubber
- Maid. I think they were more interested in the game
- than the results. For nearly thirty minutes, both
- sides struggled to pull Rhonda's head across the line.
- It felt good to have so many strong hands holding
- her so tightly. After a while she picked a side,
- "eeny-miney-moe" style, and softened herself up so she crossed the
- line on the other side. Both teams seemed
- disappointed, but Rhonda cheered them all up by snapping into
- her old self and spreading friendly kisses on the
- cheek all around.<br><br>In the ninth inning, Rhonda
- was at the plate. Just as the pitcher was about to
- release the ball, a hornet flew onto his nose and the
- ball sailed right at her face. Without missing a beat,
- she transformed her face into a baseball glove and
- caught the ball! The umpire didn't know whether to award
- her first base or not. Rhonda, smile back on her
- lovely face, said she preferred to get a hit. On the
- next pitch that darn hornet struck again, but this
- time the ball went straight for one of the kids in the
- crowd. Rubber Maid stretched from the waist in an
- instant and hit a double into the left field corner.
- Whew, that was close!
- Everyone was cheering for Rhonda, but she was
- nowhere to be found! The shortstop pointed at second
- base. There were two-second bases lying in the dirt.
- One was all a dirty shade of white, and the other was
- half white and half purple. As the shortstop
- approached, Rubber Maid climbed out of her base shape back
- into her knockout self again. She was so excited that
- she had hit the double; she had contracted her
- rubbery body into the extra base. More cheers
- followed.<br><br>Rhonda was getting tired, so her Rubber Maid tricks were
- now happening spontaneously. When the next batter hit
- a single to shallow right field, Rhonda just took
- two giant steps to third base, and then home plate.
- That was all the police department needed to break the
- tied score and win the game. Rhonda sheepishly shifted
- her supple body into a ten by four foot "Thank You"
- sign complete with white and purple flags on
- top.<br><br>Rhonda and Alice walked over to Alice's car. They talked
- about how much fun the game was, and what a hunk Mack
- from the Fire Department was. Rhonda said after that
- stunt she played to rob him of the homerun, it was
- probably no use trying to get him to go out with her.
- Waiting at Alice's car was Mack, and Rhonda gave a little
- wince.<br><br>"Don't worry, officers. I wasn't trying to steal your
- car like Rhonda stole my homerun." There was an
- awkward silence, and then Mack let out a big friendly
- laugh. "I'm just kidding ladies! That was an amazing
- feat, but it looks like you owe me one Rhonda." His
- smile lit up the whole ballpark.<br><br>"What do you
- have in mind?" Rhonda could feel her chest expanding,
- her rubber heart pounding, and her knees turning to
- spongy mush. She had a heck of a time not dissolving
- into a blob.<br><br>"Well, how about dinner at my
- place tonight at 7:00?" It was time to make his
- signature lasagna.<br><br>Rhonda thought for a second, and
- then Alice gave her a sharp elbow in the side. Rhonda
- bent over in half, shot Alice a playful look, and
- said, "That sounds wonderful. Can I bring the
- wine?"<br><br>Mack couldn't believe it! "Perfect, how about a full
- bodied red? I'll see you tonight then."
- Alice drove Rhonda home. Time for that bath now.
- Rubber Maid lay in the tub and relaxed so much that she
- melted into a Rhonda puddle. She reformed her toes and
- turned the hot water on. That was more like it! She
- realized that she had forgotten to get the bath gel from
- the kitchen counter after shopping that morning
- before the game. No problem for the Rubber Maid. Rhonda
- simply extended her body from just below her shoulders
- and wound her way through the house to retrieve the
- bath gel. The bath felt great on the rest of her body
- while she was snaking her way back. Once back, she saw
- that the water had splashed over the side of the tub.
- Her right arm contracted into a thirsty mop in a
- flash, and the spill was gone. <br><br>Getting out of
- the tub, Rhonda remembered that all the towels were
- in the laundry. It sure gets busy fighting bad guys!
- Hardly any time to keep up with the housework. The
- ceiling fan was just what she needed. Rubber Maid turned
- it on with a six foot long middle finger, and
- stretched up to adjust the speed to slow. She grabbed hold
- of two of the five fan blades while her feet were
- wrapped tightly around the legs of her makeup chair.
- Rhonda's rubber frame twisted tighter and tighter from her
- fingertips to her toenails. She looked like a gym rope
- hanging from the fan. After a minute or so, she let go
- and unwound flopping on the floor like a fish out of
- water. The room stopped spinning a moment later.
- <br><br>Rubber Maid split her neck and head in two, sending one
- lovely noggin into her closet across the bedroom while
- the other admired her supple body back in the
- bathroom rubbing lotion all over. "What to wear... what to
- wear?" she said in her closet, and "What a pair, what a
- pair" she said at the same time, massaging her pliable
- tits. Rhonda was going for just the right fullness and
- droop. 42DD ought to do it. Soft salad plate sized
- areolas with thumb-sized nipples. That's
- better.<br><br>Having found just the right outfit, Rhonda decided to
- lie down and relax for a few minutes before getting
- dressed for her date. All that attention she had given
- her bust got her hot and bothered. She began to
- stretch her limbs into familiar shapes to pleasure her in
- ways that only her elastic self could. Just as she was
- starting to really get into it when the phone
- rang!<br><br>"Ah, hello?" Her legs had returned to normal by the
- end of the first ring. Her crotch, however, was still
- soaked!<br><br>"Isn't this the Dunneville Body Shop?" The caller
- sounded annoyed, but not as annoyed as Rhonda
- was.<br><br>"No, it isn't. You need to dial 555 instead of 525.
- Have a nice day." It was time to get dressed anyway,
- so she figured why not be her usual sweet
- self.<br><br>Her outfit was laid out on the bed, and she wanted to
- try something new. Rhonda dissolved herself into a
- paper cup she had placed on the bed, tipped over,
- poured herself into her panties, bra, and light blue
- sundress, and then condensed herself back to normal. That
- was fun! Any would no doubt be useful some day.
- She was in such a hurry to get downstairs and
- pick out the wine that she stumbled and started to
- fall down the remaining fifteen stairs. Just a
- momentary thought of a playground ball, and she was
- bouncing merrily down into the living room. She snapped
- back to her old self just in time to avoid smashing
- one of her favorite potpourri pots to
- pieces.<br><br>The Rubber Maid smoothed out her dress and looked in
- the pantry for just the right wine for this special
- night. There must have been forty bottles to choose
- from. Rhonda thought for a moment and three more arms
- sprang from each shoulder. Now she could get a look at
- the bottles much more quickly. To the tune of the
- bottles clinking gently together, Rhonda grabbed a bottle
- in each of her eight arms and set them carefully on
- the island in the center of the kitchen.<br><br>Now
- that the bottles were all out where she could see
- them, it would still take forever to find the one she
- had in mind. If only she could look at more than one
- bottle at a time... An instant later, her neck split
- again, but this time into six rubber necks and heads!
- Rhonda looked at herself again, and again, and, well,
- you know. She had to hold on to the island with her
- eight arms to steady herself. Each of her six cute
- heads looked at a different row of bottles. In the
- third row of bottles she found the one she was looking
- for and set it aside, then braided her distended
- necks together and blended her head back together. Her
- elegant octopus arms put the other bottles away in no
- time, and then vanished back into her delicate
- shoulders.<br><br>Okay, time to hit the road! Rhonda went into the garage
- and over to the driver's door of her Mustang. It was
- locked, and the keys were in the ignition! What a day!
- Without delay, she pushed her hands into the narrow space
- between the door and the roof. She slid in easily up to
- her elbows, and then squished her head, shoulders,
- and the rest of her flowing body through. Plop, onto
- the driver's seat. A second to return to Rhonda form,
- roll the window down, grab the bottle off the shelf by
- the door, and off she went.<br><br>Rhonda arrived at
- Mack's just a few minutes after seven. There was a note
- on the door.<br><br>"Sorry I missed you, Rhonda.
- There's a five-alarm fire down by the river and I had to
- leave right away. Please go on in and enjoy the dinner
- I cooked. Save me some wine for when I get back."
- For a moment, Rhonda considered heading over to the
- blaze, but she was pretty hungry and her pager hadn't
- gone off. She tried to open the door, as Mack had
- invited in his note, but he must have locked it out of
- habit when he left. There was no mail slot in the door,
- and the bottom was sealed tight with
- weather-stripping. Nice to see he was conserving energy! Rhonda was
- going to expend some energy getting in, but by now she
- was an expert at this.<br><br>First, she looked
- around to see if anyone was watching her. No one was.
- She put her arms together and they quickly blended
- into a thread, which she fed through the tiny key slot
- of the door. After some probing, she felt her arms
- come through inside and returned her hands to normal.
- Next, she tilted her head towards her thread arms and,
- pulling with her hands, drew the rest of her string self
- through the key slot. The lasagna smelled terrific!
- In the kitchen, Rubber Maid put the bottle of
- wine down and went over to the oven to read another
- note. "The pasta should be ready at quarter after
- seven, so pour yourself some wine and enjoy!" Great! She
- hoped the building fire would get under control
- quickly, but she knew from experience it could rage all
- night. <br><br>Peeking through the drawers, Rhonda was
- surprised not to find silverware or oven utensils. They
- were probably in an obvious place, but she couldn't
- figure out where. The buzzer on the oven sounded, and
- she turned the oven off. One last look around
- revealed dinner plates, so at least she wouldn't have to
- eat off the table. She opened the oven and slid the
- casserole onto a sturdy tray she had fashioned out of her
- left hand and forearm. Rubber Maid was getting the
- hang of tolerating very hot and cold temperature
- exposure by her shape shifting body. The Pyrex dish felt
- warm, but not at all uncomfortable.<br><br>Safely on
- the countertop, Rhonda used a spatula hand to slice
- and serve the lasagna. The salad was in the
- refrigerator, the dressing right next to it. "This all looks
- yummy" she thought. With no knives, forks, or spoons
- anywhere, Rhonda simply transformed her hands into whatever
- utensil she needed throughout the meal and soon polished
- off a hefty portion. She decided to save the wine for
- when Mack returned.<br><br>While putting the rest of
- the meal into the fridge for later, Rhonda knocked
- some snapshots off the counter and they slid back
- behind the cooling coils. "Well that was kind of clumsy.
- I better get them before they get wet and dirty."
- As this was a very large commercial type
- refrigerator, she couldn't budge it even half an inch. Of
- course, for the Rubber Maid, half an inch clearance was
- like walking under the St. Louis arch for the rest of
- us. Stretching her right arm back behind the fridge
- and down to the floor, she couldn't feel the
- pictures. "I'll have to take a look." Once again, she
- rolled her eyes up into her head and plummeted to the
- floor until she was about one inch tall. She could have
- walked under the coils, but decided to shape herself
- into a round drink coaster and roll along the side of
- the fridge to the pictures instead.She bumped into
- the wall and fell over flat. Rhonda reached a hand
- out of her flat coaster body and grabbed the photos.
- Extending her hand up and around the fridge, she set the
- pics down where they belonged, then reached up higher,
- caught hold of one of the cabinet knobs, and reeled her
- coaster form up past the countertop and into one of the
- kitchen chairs. Once there, she bloomed back into the
- adorable Rubber Maid.<br><br>Rhonda felt a little stiff,
- even for Rubber Maid, after all that baseball earlier
- in the day. Stretching exercises for her were a lot
- different from the even the most limber regular folks.
- Rhonda would generally alternate stretching some part of
- her magnificent body until she ran out of room, and
- then shape shift into various objects to keep things
- interesting and stay in practice. It also felt good and was a
- lot of fun. Normally she would do these nine or ten
- times. She decided three times would be enough
- tonight.<br><br>Rhonda started by lying on the floor and flattening
- herself out to exercise mat thickness. She pressed her
- toes under her feet and rolled herself into a thick
- tube. Next, she pulled her sides in until she looked
- like one of those soda can holders that keep your
- drink cool. As she continued to concentrate, she
- extended her loopy body until she was the size of a
- hula-hoop. One of the chairs in the living room was heavy
- enough that Rhonda looped herself around the upholstered
- arm and started stretching for the end of the
- banister upstairs. That was easy, so she searched for
- something else further away to really loosen her up.
- She found it in Mack's workout room. It was full
- of weights on all sorts of machines. Rhonda looped
- herself over the top of the bench press machine and
- hooked onto the sixty-pound platter. Pulling gently, the
- weights moved up a foot, and then relaxing, came back
- down with a clank. Now this was stretching! Suddenly,
- she felt the chair downstairs start to move, and
- before she could react, her other rubber end came
- unhooked and slithered up into the gym to meet her. By
- that time, Rhonda had reformed herself. Now for a
- transformation.<br><br>Inspecting the various equipment, she noticed there was no
- trampoline like the little ones some people jog on. Almost
- as soon as she thought of it, her legs split into
- six stubby posts, her hips widened out to four feet
- in diameter, and her firm tummy spread out to form
- the bouncy part of the trampoline. From her just
- below her boobs and up she remained Rubber Maid, and
- had a bunch of fun going up and down. You know what
- they always say, so she grew her hooters to 48 DDD's
- to see if they would hit her in the face. Sure
- enough, they popped out of her bra and dress, and her
- enormous chest was pummeling her. A couple of times, her
- tootsie bar size nipples hit her in the mouth and she
- sucked and bit them enthusiastically just like the candy
- bar. "Goth, I theel tho thood" she lisped, both of her
- nipples clenched firmly in her teeth. Time to go all the
- way. Rhonda lifted her arms above her head, went
- cross-eyed, and dropped the rest of her rubber body into the
- trampoline. Her smiling face looked up at the ceiling from
- her smooth and flat self. If anyone had come in now,
- they would only have seen a colorful trampoline in the
- corner.<br><br>One round down, two to go! This was such
- fun!<br><br>Rubber Maid pulled herself together and lay down on the
- real exercise mat. Time for the ultimate front bend.
- She lifted both legs in the air and effortlessly
- placed them behind her head. Once there, she tied her
- flexible feet into a knot, and reached through her legs
- for the ceiling. Once there, she looked back down and
- saw her knotted legs wrapped tightly around her
- waist. Rhonda arched her back 180 degrees and came back
- down with her upper back sliding down against her
- extended lower back. Her knotted feet were directly ahead
- and below as she crawled through the tight knot, her
- back in a three-foot loop. Then she flattened herself
- out from her chest up and slid under her butt and
- back up again. So, Rhonda was facing the gym, her
- contorted body behind her. She spun her arms and upper body
- around 540 degrees until she was facing herself. Arms
- through the loop made by her back, then meeting at her
- belly to form a figure eight, then back through her
- looped back to rest on her shoulders. Lastly, Rhonda
- tucked in her chin, stretched her neck, and rested her
- head on her lower abdomen. An enthusiastic pull on her
- shoulders, and the stretch was complete. Try to remember all
- that next time you exercise!
- Rather than undoing her twisted body step by
- step, Rubber Maid simply imagined a folded bath towel
- and she shifted easily into a neatly pressed terry
- towel. "I could have used one of these when I was got
- out of the bath, but the fan was more fun,� she
- thought. Picturing herself in her pretty dress, she
- unfolded back into her exquisite self. "That's enough of
- the gym for now" she said to herself. Two more cycles
- to go.<br><br>Rhonda found the den and stood in the
- open area in front of the desk facing it. Leaning
- backward, once again she went cross-eyed and dove down and
- under her rear end coming up between her legs. Hands
- placed under her feet now, she extended her thighs and
- arched over the desk and then back under the desk so
- that her head was now between her distended calves and
- forearms. She released her hands from under her feet and
- grabbed her own head by clutching her throat. Pulling
- really hard now, her head was stretching so that from
- the top of her head to the tip of her chin was over
- five feet. "That'll keep the wrinkles away!" she
- thought. She let her head gently go and freed herself from
- the desk.<br><br>Rubber Maid considered for a few
- minutes what she hadn't tried yet, and then she giggled
- and flashed her trademark smile. She would find the
- most impossibly tight space she could find, and pour
- herself into it without shrinking first. "Good thing I'm
- not claustrophobic" she quipped. Then she found what
- she was looking for. Mack had a collection of Hot
- Wheels, and there was a white and purple 1970 Chevy
- Chevelle SS that had her name on it. Rhonda decided to hop
- in and take it for a spin!<br><br>Rubber Maid's
- eyelashes fluttered as her eyeballs rolled cross-eyed up
- into her head. Her left pointer finger rolled into a
- soda straw, and Rhonda placed one end into the
- driver's side of the tiny muscle car. Soon her body
- started quivering as she dissolved herself into the straw
- and then into the hot rod. "Wow, I really did it! And
- it was easy!" she gushed. It was a tight fit, but
- she had a nice view out the windshield. She zipped
- back and forth across the desk a half a dozen times,
- and then got a little carsick. Having stopped the
- little toy, she felt better and imagined a pool of
- herself draining out of the Chevy's tiny exhaust pipe.
- And that's just what happened. She spilled across the
- desk without a mess and as she flowed off the side,
- formed herself back to normal until every gorgeous ounce
- was accounted for.
- "Okay, that ought to do it" Rhonda said out loud.
- "Got all the kinks out."<br><br>A few steps later,
- Rubber Maid was in Mack�s bedroom. There was a light
- blinking on the answering machine when she looked over at
- the nightstand. Rhonda hit the PLAY button. "Hi
- Rhonda. It's me, Mack. We've got a really big one here
- tonight. Just stay at my place, if you like, and I'll take
- you out for breakfast in the morning. Sorry about
- tonight, but I'll make it up to you." Beep. Thinking about
- Mack made Rhonda feel warm and horny. Might as well
- get some sleep.<br><br>In the morning, she heard a
- muffled sound and when she tried to see who it was,
- well... read the beginning of the
- story.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------<br><br>Well, that's it. I hope you liked the story. This was a
- fairly edited version in that there where some naughty
- bits in the original version. Those interested in it
- can e-mail me. Thanks, Reno
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