<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Unitard on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/unitard/</link><description>Recent content in Unitard on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/unitard/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Beth's Wardrobe</title><link>/stories/2015/08/29/beths-wardrobe/</link><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/08/29/beths-wardrobe/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Beth was your fitter than average high school senior. At just over 18 years old and 110 lbs, she stood about 5ft tall with red hair that reached all the way to her shiny spandex clad bottom. Most of the guys in school would stop and stare in awe as she passed by while the other girls would frown out of jealousy. Every day she would show up to school in some sort of spandex outfit. As such, it earned her nicknames like &amp;ldquo;Spandex Beth&amp;rdquo; and &amp;ldquo;Shiny buns&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Janet's Experience</title><link>/stories/2009/07/28/janets-experience/</link><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/07/28/janets-experience/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Janet had been into bondage and latex since her early teens. She&amp;rsquo;d spend hours in the mall at Spencer’s and hot topic, looking at the starter kits, fuzzy hand cuffs, and novelty latex under garments.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It wasn&amp;rsquo;t until she was in college that she began to actually pursue it. It was kind of hard to do this in her small Midwestern town, but when she moved to the Cities for school, she was able to experiment and figure life out for herself.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Bodybag</title><link>/stories/2007/06/04/bodybag/</link><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2007/06/04/bodybag/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;First off, let me say that I have been into bondage all my life. One
of my first memories as a child is curling myself into a ball in the bottom
of a sleeping bag, then rolling around, trying to make it as difficult
as possible to get out. I must have been four or five years old. Through
the years my attempts at self-bondage got better, more and more effective.
Thankfully, I never got totally stuck, although I came very close on several
occasions.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Bodybag</title><link>/stories/2003/08/12/bodybag/</link><pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/08/12/bodybag/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;First off, let me say that I have been into bondage all my life. One
of my first memories as a child is curling myself into a ball in the bottom
of a sleeping bag, then rolling around, trying to make it as difficult
as possible to get out. I must have been four or five years old. Through
the years my attempts at self-bondage got better, more and more effective.
Thankfully, I never got totally stuck, although I came very close on several
occasions.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Boxes</title><link>/stories/2001/11/27/the-boxes/</link><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2001/11/27/the-boxes/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Authors Note: NOTICE this is a work of fiction! Warning DO NOT TRY IT MIGHT END A LIFE.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As you come walking into the house
you see a note and 4 boxes&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The note says:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dearest
slave,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You see before you the boxes of
your plight tonight and what you will be wearing is in those 4 boxes. But
first you must shave your body clean, and give yourself a series of enemas
to make sure you are good and cleaned out, you will be in the contents
of the boxes for the weekend. Now go and do as I say. There will be other
notes in the boxes detailing what to do next.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Boxes</title><link>/stories/2001/11/27/the-boxes/</link><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2001/11/27/the-boxes/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;AUTHORS NOTICE: This is a work of fiction! Warning DO NOT TRY IT MIGHT END A LIFE.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As you come walking into the house you see a note
and 4 boxes&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The note says:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dearest slave,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You see before you the boxes of your plight tonight
and what you will be wearing is in those 4 boxes. But first you must shave
your body clean, and give yourself a series of enemas to make sure you
are good and cleaned out, you will be in the contents of the boxes for
the weekend. Now go and do as I say. There will be other notes in the boxes
detailing what to do next.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Bodybag</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/bodybag/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/bodybag/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;First off, let me say that I have been into bondage all my life. One
of my first memories as a child is curling myself into a ball in the bottom
of a sleeping bag, then rolling around, trying to make it as difficult
as possible to get out. I must have been four or five years old. Through
the years my attempts at self-bondage got better, more and more effective.
Thankfully, I never got totally stuck, although I came very close on several
occasions.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Moni’s Challenge</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/monis-challenge/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/monis-challenge/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I have been enjoying bondage since I was twenty, and have been experimenting
with self-bondage off and on for the past eight years. Since first
getting on the internet almost four years ago, I have discovered several
sources and discussion areas related to bondage and have made several friends,
a couple of which will periodically give me some ‘challenges’ to try if
I so desire. This story is about an experience I had in late November
of 2000 doing one of those challenges.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>