Building Reality: Love

"Okay, I can't spend all my time looking at her. This is way too distracting. Where is that fabric cover she talked about?"

Since this was a fantastic opportunity to have fun with as many features as possible, April decided to wrap the fabric cover over the tank to hide Tracy.

"Aaah, it just made it worse! That's too hot. Now I have to play with myself again!"

April jumped on the bed and grabbed her vibrator. As soon as she switched it on, she knew Tracy would get tortured gently, and that thought turned her on even more. It was such a vicious circle for a person addicted to control.

"She... She can't do anything to stop me! This is so hot!"

On the tablet, she could monitor the physiological changes that were occurring live. Tracy's heart rate climbed, her breathing accelerated, and her temperature rose. Everything was in a safe zone, and there were no reasons for concern.

After an hour of pleasure, April was still not done. She could easily tell that Tracy was getting jolted pretty hard in her prison of hardened gel, but her judgment was a bit impaired by all the fun she was getting out of this.

"Mmm, if Tracy put those features in place, it's because she was okay with it. Maybe she likes being treated like that more than I thought. I'll try to push her for a bit longer and see how she is reacting."

Tracy couldn't see or hear anything, but the random shocks were getting pretty intense. It was not the end of the world because she knew the reason. April was probably having a blast next to her on the bed, pleasuring herself with the vibrator. This was excellent news, she thought.

Also, she tried to enjoy her predicament instead of feeling like an enduring victim. A lot of people liked electro play, and she could tell why. Some of those random pulses everywhere around her body and genitals combined with the knowledge that her wife was having the time of her life turned this experience into an incredible one. Tracy tried to appreciate everything that happened to her, accepting pleasure from the oddest parts of her body and from the pain. If she could speak, she would have asked April to crank up the intensity a bit more to experiment instead of having to wait so long for it to escalate.

As if someone read her thoughts and granted her wish, an hour later, she received some shocks that were not fun anymore. She was delighted that April was having a lot of pleasure, but she hoped she would stop playing with her vibrator soon at this point.

"Aaaaah! Okay, okay... Enough... Poor Tracy... She is doing this for me, but she seems to struggle now. I have to stop playing with myself. Her gift is way too addictive."

April switched off her vibrator and observed the health signs on the tablet slowly returning to normal.

"It's been three days already. That gives me another four days before I release her. Maybe I should start looking for the keys she hid around the house. I need to find them if I want to let her out. I haven't seen them so far. Not that I really looked. Hehe."

***

The week flew by quickly. On Friday afternoon, April came back home and found a letter in her mailbox... from Tracy. That made her grin as she understood that her wife had posted it before getting encased last week.

She climbed the stairs and entered the master bedroom. There was still that big box with a fabric cover over it at the foot of her bed. April had decided to keep Tracy covered all week to make it feel more special the next time she would look at her, frozen in her block of gel.

And that next time was right now. April pulled the sheet off the plexiglass tank and stopped breathing when she noticed that the cloudy gel had turned crystal clear. With the pink led lights, it looked incredible. Tracy was still in the same position, immobile, but the shine of her latex suit was now perfect.

"Aaaaah! Tracy! You look fantastic! I didn't know the gel would clarify like that!"

April jumped on the bed and grabbed her tablet. She needed to talk to her wife.

"Tracy? Are you awake? Hey, I don't know why, but your gel became all clear. It looks so amazing. I'll take pictures to show you later. So, I really looked for the keys all week, but I didn't find them. I guess I'm not that good at that game. You made it too hard for me. But, hey. I just received a letter from you. I hope you put some hints in it. Let me read it... One sec."

Using her nail, she ripped the envelope open and pulled out a little note.

"Hi, April.

If you read this, it means I'm still your prisoner, which also means you had a lot of fun with me, and that makes me very happy. I kind of expected you would keep me encased for at least a week. I know my wife pretty well, you know.

So, about the gel. I didn't tell you, but the longer you wait, the more it will cure. I hope it worked because they said it should become transparent like glass. It would be awesome if it was true. It is supposed to get firmer and firmer as well, but not hard like a rock. I'm willing to bet that I'm really comfortable right now (and immobile).

I hope you found the keys for the padlock, but if you didn't, that's fine. They are pretty well hidden. But don't worry, I made sure you would find them. Next week, you should receive another letter with the keys' location, then you can let me out. You can just wait for the letter and not waste your time searching for the keys if you prefer, it's up to you. As long as you have fun, that's the most important.

I love you!

Tracy"

April grabbed the tablet back and reopened the communication with Tracy.

"Tracyyyy... That's so nice of you. Look, since you offered, I want to keep you like this until I get your next letter."

Tracy, immobile inside her hardened gel, listened to April's excited voice with a smile. She knew what April would have chosen to do well before she mailed that letter. Obviously, she would keep her isolated in her tank for as long as possible, given the opportunity. Tracy wanted her to have a good experience, and offering her two full weeks of pleasure was a small price to pay to hear such happiness through the earbuds.

Of course, after her faith had been exposed to her, she received some gentle electric shocks, meaning April was having a blast with her vibrator again.

***

Another week went by, and April received a new letter in by mail.

"Aaah! It's over already... It's okay. I'm sure Tracy will want to do it again at some point. I can't be greedy. That was an amazing two weeks."

She ripped open the envelope and read the letter.

"Hi April,

As promised, here is the keys' location. They are in the rubber room, under the couch. I bet you didn't think of looking there.

I'll see you later!

Love! Tracy!"

"Aaaaah! So that is where they were! Sneaky!"

Without wasting any time, she went to retrieve the keys and ran back up to the master bedroom, where the crystal block held Tracy in a frozen state.

One by one, April removed the large padlocks from the cover, and slid it off to set it aside. Then she climbed on the bed and pressed with her hand on the gel block to see what she had to deal with.

"Oh... That's really hard. How am I supposed to dig Tracy out of there? She didn't leave any instruction for that."

The gel was much firmer than what she could have expected, which turned her on right away. Knowing her wife was stuck inside such an inescapable prison with no quick way to get out was so erotic. She had no other choice but to grab her vibrator and play with herself some more.

"Aaanh! What... What am I supposed to do!?"

For the next hour or so, she tried to think about how to attack this problem while she was bringing herself to orgasm. It was certainly not the best way to accomplish anything useful, but it felt so good.

A bit later, after regaining her composure, she addressed the problem with a small kitchen knife and many garbage bags. Cutting small pieces at a time worked quite well, and she managed to make good progress while not making a mess everywhere.

April cut and cut some more for hours until she had enough and decided to call it a day. She grabbed her tablet and told Tracy that she would have to wait a bit longer.

"Traaacyyyy! I'm so tired... This is taking too long! I almost reached your back, but I'll continue tomorrow, okay? But since it is your last night in the tank, I'll make you feel extra good."

On hearing that, Tracy realized that she had not cum a single time during the past two weeks. By extra nice, did April mean that she would finally force her to orgasm?

When the small electrodes started working on her body's most sensitive parts, she knew this was going in the right direction.

Over and over, the electrodes made her cum hard; it must have been a few hours of that already. Talk about a nice reward for making her wife happy, but if April continued to stimulate her like this, she would end up passing out.

April was lying down on her big bed, her tablet at her side, snoring a little. All this carving had exhausted her, and she fell deep asleep. Tracy would spend the night cumming endlessly until the morning with no way to stop it.

***

That felt so incredible. When April reached Tracy's back and touched it with her bare hand, it was the first physical contact that the encased girl had in over two weeks.

"Aaah! You like that, uh? I'll try not to touch you too much, so when we make love later, you'll feel amazing. But you are so warm... Maybe it's because I made you cum all night by accident. It was an honest mistake. I swear! Hehe."

April kept working for a while longer, carefully cutting around Tracy. It got easier because the gel didn't stick at all to the latex suit. The only problem was the wholly caked straps, so April just cut those off without too much remorse.

"Mmmm!"

"Finally! Your head is free! Give me a bit more time. I'm almost done. Then we can take you out of there."

With renewed energy, April dug deeper to free up Tracy's arms and legs for the next thirty minutes. It was like digging out a treasure buried on a secret island.

When Tracy was finally set free, April understood that her wife was mostly out of energy. It was more than likely a combination of her extreme predicament she had endured for the past two weeks mixed with her accidental night of endless orgasm.

But the two of them managed it. Tracy stood up just long enough for April to make her tip over the tank and fall on the bouncy bed like a ragdoll.

After a quick repositioning, April explored the rubber body next to her. Tracy was still entirely sealed inside her latex suit, which was what April loved the most.

"Aaaah! Tracy! You are so pretty! How are you feeling?"

"Mmmhmmm..."

"Well, that sounded positive. Let's stay like this while you are recovering. As much as I loved to have you as an ornament, I missed cuddling with my rubber wife. Hehe."

For the next few hours, the two girls rested on the bed, cuddling lovingly. The experience had been fantastic for both of them.

***

Over two weeks later, things were back to normal. Tracy had fully recovered her strengths and was already back working on various projects. She didn't have a job like April, but she was not the type to stay still for very long unless forced to. Now that she was no longer a rubber doll or prisoner of a block of gel, she could do whatever she wanted during the day.

Cleaning the tank was a big job, but it was now ready for a potential second run. Every time she looked at the empty plexiglass box, she couldn't help but feel a bit turned on. At first, she had done this for April, but she had liked to be encased much more than anticipated.

April also allowed Tracy to build her home theatre in the basement, next to the rubber room, as a reward for the incredible two weeks of objectification. The two of them already spent a few nights cuddling and watching movies together in that new room. Perhaps they would watch more movies tonight?

"Tracy! I'm home! Where are you?"

"In the bedroom!"

April climbed the stairs and entered the master bedroom to find Tracy lying on the bed, wearing nothing at all.

"Oooh! Naked wife again!"

"Hehe... Yes. I waited for you. I want to show you something."

"Oh? What is it?"

"Look."

Tracy extended her arm to grab a glass from the nightstand and turned it upside down.

"This is a glass full of the gel we used to encase me inside the tank. I filled it up about a week ago, so it is fully cured. I read more about that substance, and I discovered something really cool... look."

In her other hand, she had a small squeeze bottle containing a crystal clear liquid. She carefully put a couple of drops on top of the gel.

"Come close and check this out."

"Okay?"

April crawled on the bed and sat next to Tracy, and they both stared at the small block of gel. After a few seconds, something happened... It was as if the clear liquid started to break down the gel and spread inside the glass slowly. Over time, the chemical reaction reached the bottom of the glass.

"What... what happened, Tracy?"

"Hehe... Look now."

Tracy pushed her finger inside the glass effortlessly, and when she pulled it out, it was as if it was coated in a honey-textured substance.

"It's called bromelain. It's an enzyme that can turn the solid gel back into a viscous liquid. It really doesn't need a lot of it."

"This is gross... It looks sticky."

"Yes... but... It gave me an idea. A hot idea."

"I like hot ideas... But you'll need to explain it. I don't see how this is sexy."

"Well, It's your vacation in two weeks, right? You get three weeks off?"

"Yes, but what does that have to do with your weird chemistry magic."

"I want the two of us to be prisoners for the gel during your vacation. We will be stuck together for two full weeks, and then the bromelain will free us up."

"Tra... Tracy... I... I don't know. I love it when you are helpless in the rubber box or the gel tank... It turns me on a lot. But, I never imagined myself wearing your shoes."

"You'll love it... Being encased in the gel is fun. If you try, you'll like it a lot."

"I... I can try if it makes you happy... but two weeks is long."

"Okay, one week then. Would you be okay with one week?"

"What about three days... Just to try..."

"Three days it is! Aaaah! Thanks so much, April. You'll see. You'll love it!"

"Mmm... I don't know about that. I'm not used to be the incapacitated one."

"I know, but right now, you are going to make love to me, and you'll forget about that."

"Mmm... You have good arguments."

April rolled over Tracy and kissed her tenderly.

***

The two following weeks were arduous work for Tracy, who had to prepare the whole setup to fulfill another hot couple fantasy. This time, the system was more complicated, but everything had been well tested, and Tracy was very confident that everything was programmed right. All there was left to do was to implement the plan.

"This is crazy... I'm not supposed to be the rubber wife, Tracy. It's supposed to be just you."

"I know, but do it for me. It will make me happy. Let me pull that hood over your face, and I'll tell you everything about what's going to happen."

"Mmm... Okay. Good thing I love you."

The two girls were standing in front of each other, wearing identical skin-tight black latex suits with feet, hands, and hood attached. They had already inserted their anal plugs and catheter for waste management and inserted some fancy vibrators that would tease their G-spot and clit very efficiently.

Tracy decided against the electrodes this time around as she didn't want to scare April off for her first time; they were only going to use their health monitor. She wanted April to have the best experience possible, so electricity torture was off the menu.

After inserting the mouthpiece, the nose tube, and the earbuds in April's orifices, Tracy zipped her hood up, which was slightly different from last time. Instead of being confined to a world of darkness, clear plastic lenses would allow her to see the outside world. Tracy knew that April loved to watch her while she was a prisoner of the gel, so this would make it so much better for her.

The next step was to get April to sit in the tank, which involved stepping on the bed and climbing over the tank wall.

"Okay, April. Don't be nervous. Just sit down, and I'll connect your tubes and wires. I replaced the nose and mouth tubes with clear ones. So you'll be able to see the food and water traveling to our mouth and maybe the condensation of the warm air going to our nose. It's going to be awesomely hot. The liquid food is going to come from a cooler. We will always be fed together by the system."

One by one, Tracy connected wires and tubes to the proper extensions. April was visibly nervous but didn't show any signs of wanting to back out of this. Sure, she wondered how it would feel like to spend three days without being able to move, but sharing this moment with Tracy was absolutely worth it. It was true that Tracy did a lot more extreme things to make her happy so far, so doing something for her wife for once was more than fair.

Then it was Tracy's turn to pull her hood up and climb into the tank. Before that, though, she used a checklist to make sure she didn't forget anything; the computer would entertain them, the health monitor could trigger an early exit if something went wrong, the water and food pumps were all good to go.

The only thing that made her smile, and it was both for fun and as a well-deserved payback, was that she changed the session time from three days to two weeks. April was unaware of this change of plan and would only discover it slowly. Looking in her eyes as she realized what was happening would be priceless.

Tracy climbed into the tank and joined April, who was already shivering with excitement. Once again, she connected all her wires and tubes to the proper ports and then wrapped her legs and arms around her wife.

Because of the plastic lenses, they could look at each other. This would be enough to communicate basic emotions; April seemed very happy, which was a good thing. Sitting in front of each other like this, they really wanted to kiss but knew it wouldn't happen.

And then it started.

The water pump engaged, sucking water from the nearby bathroom sink through a hose, and slowly filling the big plexiglass tank. Tracy had carefully calculated the amount of absorbing powder that was needed, adjusting for the extra person. The cloudy water went up and up, submerging the two lovers until it reached the top of the tank.

Tracy only realized then that she had not given a lot of details to April about what was going to happen. Her wife was already aware that the gel would take a little while to solidify, but that was about it. The entertainment she had set up was what would be the most interesting.

The two girls cuddled for the next few hours, patiently waiting for the absorbing powder to do its job. The tank lighting turned on to a red color, which made the ambiance quite romantic.

The first thing April discovered so far was that she could hear Tracy through her earbuds; this means that if they were to moan, the other person would listen to it, making it very pleasant for both of them. Talking wasn't an option, though.

The water thickness reached a point where they could let their arms fall, but they wouldn't go down. They were slowly turning into a nice bedroom decorative object. It was their last opportunity to find the most comfortable position they would be in for the next few days. Tracy approached her face from April's to make sure they would look in each other's eyes, and they just held hands.

Shortly after that, they couldn't move anymore. April was unaware that they would stay like this for the next two weeks.