The small chime of the bell echoed out as the door opened for the girls. Eyes plastered upon the shop watching as the girls were quickly swallowed by the shops closing door. Once inside, the girls' senses were flooded by the overwhelming sense of latex and rubber. The strange, almost artistic, displays of fake models dressed in full rubber catsuits. Some were tacked together as ponies in mid gallop. The racks were heavy with lingerie and strange assortments of the slick materials. Walls plastered with those images of woman on the outside box's of dildo, using them to their heart content. The calming hum of the light overhead gave way to a soft voice that broke through the overwhelming attack on the girls, "Welcome..."<br/><br/>A slender woman wrapped in layers of thin latex stood before the girls. Her raven hair flowed down to the soft dimples just above the soft cheeks of her ass. The flowing gown of black latex hid the sculpted legs beneath caught in the tormenting heels of ballerina boots. Swelled orbs of flesh threatened to spill out from the unforgiving grip of the black corset line with small white pearls. It seemed the the face of an angel was greeting the two young girls.