Rapide

Standing before her was someone completely covered by latex. The shape suggested a woman, but there was no skin visible. The feet and legs were covered by glossy, staggeringly high heels blending seamlessly into latex stockings, leading up to a black and white latex skirt, the white bit like plastic lace, blossoming out from her hips. A white latex apron was tied behind her, the waist it circled almost inhumanly tiny, then widening, all covered by very tight, black latex. The breasts were either freakishly large GG boobs, but they were flesh, as the flesh held within shaped with the latex as the maid stepped into the room and bent to set down a tray in the mahogany wainscoted parlor. She raised again, hands coated in some tight-fitting mitten which defined only the thumb, then a mass which hid the individual fingers. Atop the latex-coated head, a small white bonnet had been secured.