Melissa walked between the tables, a circular serving tray in hand. She wore a black one piece latex dress with a white latex apron, both going down to her knees. There were a few white frills at the end of her skirt and around her shoulders. Her uniform had no sleeves, but she wore a pair of white latex gloves in compensation. Rounding out the ensemble were a pair of transparent latex stockings, attached to a garterbelt hidden by the skirt of her dress, and black high heels that weren't too stressful on her feet.

She loved the latex, as it was one of the reasons she took this job. Still, she had to watch her step in here. She carefully stepped over a lamia who had let her tail lay out in the walkway from the booth. One thing she still wasn't completely used to was all the demihumans this city seemed to gather.

She made her way to a table where two women sat. "I hope you enjoy your meal." She smiled as she picked up the plates and set them down.

To her left was a lovely woman with long raven hair, hazel eyes, and black lips. She seemed human, but in this place, you couldn't always tell. She wore a black and dark red latex leotard with a built-in corset and straps going over her shoulders. Her breasts seemed like they might pop out of their latex confines at any moment. A pair of thigh-high latex boots covered her legs.

To her right was a woman covered head to toe in royal blue latex, the only holes being those for her nostrils and mouth. She wore black latex gloves and shoes. A studded collar was fitted around her neck, a chain hanging from it and going under the table. On a small plate next to her was a ball gag covered in drool. Melissa wondered how she could see anything, but the woman seemed to be able to find her food without any trouble.

She hadn't seen their credentials, but she assumed they were mistress and slave.

After a moment, the mistress glanced over at Melissa. She realized she had been staring. "L-let us know if you need anything else," she said flustered and started to walk away, her face beet red. She almost tripped on the tail on her way back, but stopped just in time.

"Oh gods, I wish I could wear latex like that," she thought to herself. The main reason she moved to this city was all the latex and bondage gear that always seemed to be in fashion. It seemed easier to get some here than back out in the countryside, but it was still quite pricey.

She walked to the kitchen to pick up the next order. She had to focus on work a little while longer. Next up was the meat lover's special for that large orc.

* * *

Come quitting time, Melissa sat down on the bench in the locker room and prepared to slide down one of the opaque stockings. But before she did, she was overcome with a feeling. Specifically, temptation. The temptation to walk out in it. "It's my birthday, after all. What would be the harm, if it's for just one day?" After a moment's hesitation, she pulled the stocking back up and clipped it back to the garterbelt.

She grabbed her street clothes from her designated locker. They were a simple white blouse and a tan skirt. She opened her hand bag and stuffed them inside. She took out her street shoes and put her heels in the safety of her locker before closing the little door.

"Melissa, going already?" Priya looked over at her before removing her top.

She turned to look at her coworker as she pulled the bag's strap over her shoulder. "Yeah, I have a half-day today. Boss is giving me some time off, since it's my birthday. My first one since the move."

"Well happy birthday." She gave her a topless hug, which made her blush. "So he wasn't able to give you the whole day?" She pulled back.

"Well, I don't know if I could go without wearing latex on my big day." She giggled as she slipped her shoes back on.

"You sure do love it. I'm a little surprised you don't already have a few pieces already."

"Other than a set of unmentionables and my uniform, I only have clothes my family made. I'm putting a bit aside each month. I'm saving for an enchanted catsuit. Nothing too fancy, but a self-cleaning spell would be nice."

"That way you don't have to take it off," Priya replied as she slid on her latex dress.

"Exactly." She giggled again.

"So are you wearing that home?" She removed her skirt before grabbing the latex garderbelt.

"Some of the girls do. I'll take it off after I get home."

"Okay then. Well, see you later." Priya sat down and slid on a stocking.

"Until tomorrow, then." Melissa waved goodbye before walking out the doors. She had to step around a wing that wasn't fully folded closed as she made her way outside.

* * * *

She walked down the street with a spring in her step. She loved to eye the latex bodies walking around town. A good number of the people here, both human and not, wore latex. Many wore fabric or leather, but there where still plenty of sexy and unique latex getups to keep her interested.

She made her way to her favorite magic shop, the Cheerful Fairy. It was rare that she bought anything, but she loved to window shop. Once there, she looked at the mannequins in the window. They each wore a seamless collar and were so lifelike, she could have sworn they were real. Today, the first one wore a full body catsuit; the second in a corset, latex opera gloves, and high heel boots; and in the other window stood a lone mannequin in black stockings attached to her garterbelt, a blindfold, star shaped pasties, and collar. In her open hands, she presented the end of her leash. Next to her were a few toys, mostly vibrators with a paddle and crop mixed in.

The bell rang as she opened the door and the catgirl behind the counter perked up. Given that she had a total of four ears, both human and feline, it meant she wasn't born a demihuman, but modified to look like one. "Welcome back." The little bell on her seamless golden collar rang as she moved to look at her.

"Thank you," Melissa smiled before moving past the entrance and deeper into the store. This was something of a magical department store, so there were all kinds of products ranging from instant spells and potions to enchanted accessories and clothing, and even run of the mill hygiene products. Not bothering with the potions and boxes, she made a bee-line for the latex wear. It was right next to the bondage section, as the two over lapped often enough.

She was like a kid in a candy store. She walked up to a mannequin wearing a catsuit and collar and rubbed her face on her latex clad breasts. "So smooth. Not much longer." She rubbed a finger against the black material. She so wanted to buy one of these now, but she would have to skip a few meals. She couldn't just get food from work, after all. "Maybe I could get the old man to go easy on my rent for a while."

Once she was done molesting the plastic statue, she looked at the hoods. Some were in bags while others were on simple plastic heads. It was odd they didn't have the same level of detail the full body mannequins had.

She looked at one with an open face, and then one with no holes at all. Another had a hole for the mouth and perforated latex sections for the eyes. She had the money saved up to buy one of these hoods, but that would set her back on her on the catsuit. Maybe that could be her next goal.

She slowly made her way to the large glass case standing where the latex and bondage met. In it was a latex-clad maid wearing a gold collar, who gave a small smile at Melissa as she approached.

On the side of the case was a magical display which showed a simple depiction of a maid uniform. She tapped the screen and slid it. It cycled through a number of icons until she picked one. The maid outfit started to melt and reformed. Now the slave wore a red latex dress with dark red opera gloves and long boots. The skirt was even shorter then the maid's, and the woman blushed in kind.

Next, the woman wore a latex corset while her arms were pulled behind her back and sealed in latex. She didn't seem as happy about this one, but she moaned as it turned into a full-body catsuit and hood. Her hands were forced to ball into fists as they were covered in latex too, but at least she could move her arms around just a little.

Melissa giggled as she watched the latex change from one outfit to the next. "If only I had the coin to buy one of these things for myself. I would never take it off." She pressed her hand against the glass as she watched the woman turn into a latex mummy. One of the things she could read was the price tag on the case. Too many gold coins for her purse.

"That could be arranged," said a sensual voice behind her.

Melissa jumped and turned to look at the blond woman standing next to her. She had long hair, two locks of it running down to her chest and the rest down her back. She wore a red suit and miniskirt with high heels and stockings. It may not have been latex, but it was still worn well. There was also a wide gold bracelet on her left arm, but at second glance, it appeared to be more like a bracer. On the top were a number of gems and runes, mostly hidden by her sleeve.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." Her ruby lips formed a sexy smile across her face.

"Th-That's okay. By the way, what did you mean by that?" Melissa was flustered. She didn't want to admit it, but she was turned on at the moment; latex often had that effect on her.

"Well, if you wanted an omnisuit for yourself, I could see to it you get one if you help me out with something."

She glanced back at the display case for a moment before returning her gaze to the blond woman. "What would I have to do?"

"Come to my office. We can talk there." She smiled and soon turned around. She left the latex mummy leaning against the glass and led Melissa through the staff only door and down a hallway. There, they entered an office. It had a large carved desk with two chairs in front and one behind. On the wall behind that was a landscape painting depicting two dragons in flight with a fancy wood frame. To one side was a shelf holding a number of random objects, some likely magical, and the other side had two large windows displaying the coast. There were also mirrors that showed not reflections, but the inside of the store.

"Odd, this store isn't near the port or the rest of the ocean. That's half a city away. I guess they are enchanted as well." Melissa sat down as one of the available seats was offered to her.

The blond woman sat behind the desk, tapping her hand against the arm of her chair. "Where to begin... Well, simply put, I am working on a new product and need help developing it. You see, the suit you where playing with is a second-gen omnisuit and I am working on a third-gen."

"Second gen, third gen? What does that even mean? I saw second something suit on the display, sure, but I'm still leaning," Melissa thought to herself before speaking aloud. "Um, I would like to help, I really would, but I don't know a whole lot about magic. I'm just a farm girl." She was a little nervous.

"Oh, don't worry about that. I have a number of spell weavers and enchanters already working on this with me. In fact, we have already made the third-gen suits. No, what I need are beta testers."

"Beta testers?"

"Oh, sorry. It's a term from beyond the rift. Gen is short for generation. You see I have made three different versions of the omnisuit, and each one does more then the last. However, before I start selling them to the public, I must make sure there are no bugs... No problems with the suit. So I have people called 'beta testers' use them before they go on store shelves, to make sure there aren't any."

"I see. But why me? I don't know the first thing about magic."

"Only about 10% of this city's population can so much as cast a spell. Everyone else must buy their magic from stores like this one. As such, I need non-magic users to wear them for me. Furthermore, I can see you love latex. You have come here often enough." She looked over Melissa's uniform.

Melissa blushes. "Wait, so you've been watching me?"

"Not quite. However, it seems you come here almost every day to admire the latex and restraints. A pretty girl like you will draw some attention to the 'employees' like that."

"I'm afraid I don't have the budget to buy as many as I wanted. So far, I was only able to get a pair of cuffs and some latex..." She turned red again. "Well, some more personal latex items. So what do I have to do?"

"Well I have a standard contract of employment for you to sign. After that, we will fit you with an omnisuit. You will then have to wear it continuously for a period of at least two years. During that time, you will need to use its functions, report its quality to me or my team, and occasionally come with me to functions to promote it. Once the testing has concluded, you will be allowed to keep the suit. Naturally, I will also pay you for your time."

"Continuously? Like all the time? But I have to change into my uniform for my waitress job. Would I have to quit?" She looked down at what she was wearing.

"We can work around that. I want you to use it in your daily life, even at work. I take it that is your uniform?" She pointed at Melissa's waitress getup. "If it's not already in the roster, I could add it in just for you."

"It is." Melissa smiled.

The blond woman smiled as well. "Very good. Now, for the matter of your contract." She opened a drawer in her desk and pulled out a few pieces of paper and a pen. "If you could, read this over and sign on the dotted lines."

Melissa took the papers. She started to read it. "Con.. Contract of n-ploy... employment." She still struggled with some words, but some she knew right away. She glanced over it, looking for key words she knew. It didn't say anything about being a slave, so it seemed she didn't need to worry about getting collared by this golden goddess.

A brunette woman came into the room. She was dressed in a gray suit and wore glasses. The blond woman looked up. "Oh, good of you to come. This young lady is looking over her contract. I need you to witness it for me, should she choose to sign."

"That's why I'm here." She smiled and looked at Melissa.

Melissa looked up at the older woman. "Um, okay. So I sign here?"

"Yes, dear."

She set the papers on the desk and took the pen, signing each one. In addition to the signature lines, she also had to fill out her address and date of birth. Once those were accomplished, the brunette then took out her seal and stamped them.

"Very good... Melissa. Let's get you suited up. We can start today." The blond woman looked at the signature before standing up.

"Thank you. I am looking forward to this. This is certainly turning out to be a happy birthday. Um, what should I call you?"

"Oh, how rude of me. I am Mistress Smith. For now, you can call me Lilly." She smiled as she walked around the desk.

"Sure thing."