Laminated in a clear rubber sheet. Encased in a bodysuit of a rubber worm. Tugged around as you squirm and writhe, being laughed at and played with. The people playing with you and treating you like this find it funny. You wish day after day they would at least make dirty comments, but you're left unable to beg. Googly eyes rattle around in between the lenses of your mask, your eyes disoriented, unable to close them with your clear contacts. A toy worm, a fun little silly goofy thing to mess with~