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Bonjour à tous, je m'appelle Julien👋🌾 20 ans et passionné de vie à la ferme, je passe tout mon temps libre chez mon grand-père, les mains dans la terre et les pieds dans les bottes. Ma salopette de paysan et mes bottes en caoutchouc, c'est ma tenue de bonheur — celle qui me dit que la journée va être belle et bien remplie. Fumier, boue, grand froid ou grosse chaleur, rien ne me fait peur. La vie rurale avec ses rudesses, c'est justement ce que j'aime. Merci papi pour cette belle école de la vie ! 🐄🌾🥾

Hallo zusammen, ich heiße Julien👋🌾 20 Jahre alt und begeisterter Bauernhof-Fan — ich verbringe jede freie Minute bei meinem Großvater auf dem Hof, die Hände in der Erde und die Füße in den Stiefeln. Meine Latzhose und meine Gummistiefel sind meine Glücksausrüstung — sie sagen mir, dass ein schöner und erfüllter Tag vor mir liegt. Mist, Schlamm, bittere Kälte oder drückende Hitze — nichts schreckt mich ab. Gerade die Härten des Landlebens sind es, die ich so liebe. Danke Opa für diese wunderbare Lebensschule ! 🐄🌾🥾

A little fiction, came to my mind when I saw this image on the net.

Here I am in my new job, I was a high ranked IT pro before, but now I am happier, combining my fable for work gear and rubber with a job. I stumbled over that guy in a bar, talking about this fetish, weeks later he offered me a job, asking if I wanted to live in that outfit, in and out of work and I agreed, having lost my previous job in a reorganization just before it was a perfect moment for that.

While in the first weeks in his small firm, a company in charge of building and maintaining public or private garden areas, I still changed from this outfit into sweats at home, I moved into his place at some point, easier for us to get to locations early or late and he convinced me to not get changed anymore, I wore it basically all the time then at home or out.

What you do not see though is the secret additions he came up with one day, and once he told me I did not hesitate to agree, playing into my bondage fetish very well. it took some time to be successful building it, but once we managed we made use of it and haven’t stopped ever since.

We added a stirrup to the bottom of the coveralls legs, no pulling them out of the boots. also a loop at the end of the arm sleeves to pull the thumb through, in gloves that will prevent also pulling up the sleeves there. But of course what is the point when being able to take off gloves and boots.

It took many attempts but we finally succeeded to embed shackles. inside the boots, just at the ankles, steel shackles are riveted on to the inside of the boots with a single chain-link front, back and each side. That allows the small movement needed to slip inside and lock them, remain comfortable enough and not to pull the rubber of the boots towards the ankle when the shackle is closed. I have to pull down the shaft of the boots to get inside, enough to reach the shackle, once my foot is inside, closing the shackle over the coverall and then locking it, pulling back up the shaft makes it look as if there is nothing, other than the small black rivets on the rubber outside.

The very same we did on the gloves, shackles inside, a little easier here because of the thinner rubber of the gloves, but the same principle, pulling them down to lock the shackle, pulling them fully back up to hide what is locked underneath.

Sure I can rip off those rubber gloves and boots, yet still not take off the shackles then though, so wat would be the point, fact is that I cannot get out of boots, gloves and also the coverall without him unlocking them.

It was odd at the begin to pull down the coverall weirdly in order to use the toilet, but if you cannot take it off you get used to that too. We even think about involving diapers maybe in future, no longer requiring a toilet break then at all, but we will see. For now, all I wear is a pair of socks, a coverall, a pair of gloves and a pair of rubber boots.