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What is it about women in tight latex that some people find so stimulating? This question has puzzled mankind ever since the first woman squeezed herself into a latex minidress, and the observing male thought to himself "Hmm, I'm curiously stimulated." There are surely countless answers to a question so broad and profound, but I can only answer for myself. Latex moulds and enhances the female form, transforming it into a state of idealized, albeit plastic, perfection. The girl becomes almost artificial, her curves smooth and shining. Yet this artificiality serves to enhance the sensual allure of those body parts not encased in the rubbery sheath - the top of the thigh, the bulging cleavage, even an armpit... In essence the woman becomes a product, a toy - the ultimate sex doll but with the advantage of real functioning parts. Latex transforms women into manga-esque sex objects, enhancing and cheapening in equal measure. If ever a clothing material was politically incorrect, latex is it. For those not afflicted by a pro-feminist conscience, therein lies the appeal. All women should wear latex. Except fat ones. And my mother.
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