Cara loved the feel of her new latex mini dress! In fact, she wanted more than simply feeling it on her skin. She wanted to be constricted in it, crushed, encased. She sat wrapping plastic wrap around her hand, trapping her fingers into tight little balls. The feeling only fueled her desires, and she asked her friend to help her achieve maximum compression, and he was only too happy to oblige. He wrapped her entire body, from neck to feet, fusing her arms to her sides, turning her legs into one solid column incapable of even bending, and even wrapping her heels to her feet, preventing her from taking even the smallest steps. Finally, he popped a ball gag into her eagerly waiting mouth and propped her standing in the corner. She writhed and moaned, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy as she squirmed and teetered on her fused feet. Her friend, however, decided she needed even more and wrapped the plastic around her face. She stared in shock, unable to speak, and he reversed the path of the plastic, winding it under her chin and over her head again and again. She was now silenced, and he dragged the poor girl to the center of the room, Cara taking pitiful tiny hops to remain upright. She would not stay that way for long, however, as her friend trapped her on her side on the sofa! Completely helpless, Cara rued the moment she had enlisted her friend, and wondered just how long she would remain trapped in her plastic prison!