Day 21 of the omnisuit testing. Melissa sat in her bedroom looking at her tablet. Tomorrow promised to be slow, and the day after she had off altogether. That meant she could stay up late tomorrow and sleep in.

Currently, she was wearing a sleeveless pink body suit with a heart-shaped hole on the chest. She had copied Marigold's outfit, just to try it on. She even added latex bunny ears.

Now it was time to get to business. Tomorrow night, the two of them would be going out on the town with Frida. Marigold's master was still out of town, and Frida's didn't care, so the repercussions they would face were assuredly minimal. As she was getting some time off, it seemed like the best time for them to party. But first, she had to pick out her outfit. Something sexy.

She explored the tablet, looking at a section she hadn't looked at before. There, she found an odd looking pair of panties. "What's this?" She played with the buttons. A pop up appeared asking for a pin something. "A pin? How am I supposed to give it a pin?" She tapped the number pad at random a few times and it disappeared. "I wonder what that was about."

She then pressed the button. She felt the change under the catsuit, the thick rubber forming against her skin. It went around her waist and down her crotch. It split around her labia as it went between her legs, shortly after feeling something lightly press against it. It didn't feel like latex; maybe it was metal. She looked down at her crotch and saw the outline of the thick T-shaped underwear. "That was weird. Feels kind of odd."

Melissa stood up and moved around a bit. It was a little uncomfortable, but she could still move around just fine. "Well, let's move onto a real outfit." She picked a tight purple dress with pink trim, running from the top of her breasts to a few inches below the crotch. Straps ran around her shoulders to the back, a pink latex collar wrapped around her neck, and two pink strips ran down the sides of her front and all the way to the bottom, where they had little pink bows.

"Hmmm, so sexy. The bows are nice. Still, I'm not sure if I'm ready for such a tight little skirt." She modeled herself in the mirror. After giving herself a B-cup, she set the tablet on the table and put her hands behind her back as she checked herself out.

Next item was a two piece. It was a hot pink, long sleeve jacket that stopped below the breasts, paired with a very short pair of similarly colored shorts. A pair of tall latex boots covered her legs below the knee. However, what caught her attention was the metal belt wrapped around her waist. It had a rubber lining around the top portion, and in the middle another strip going down to her crotch. "Are those the weird looking panties?" Holding the tablet in front of her, she pressed an icon on the sub menu. With a flash of light, the shorts were gone.

What was now covering Melissa's crotch was a metal belt with a thin, curved metal rod going down between her legs and back up against her butt. She found a perforated metal sheet covering her labia, and a larger hole around her anus. "Is this some kind of metal thong?" She tugged at it but it wouldn't budge. "Whatever it is, it's coming off."

Looking at the tablet again, she selected the panties sub-menu and picked the first one she came across. That weird pop-up with the number pad appeared again. "What's this? I still don't know what a pin numb... whatever this is is." She tapped the number pad again. Instead of disappearing like it did last time, a large red X appeared on the screen. Something pin something. She didn't know what those two long words on either side of pin were, but she was starting to wish she did. She tapped the random numbers again. Once again she got the X and the same message. "What's going on? I just want to change my panties!"

She went back to the menu that started all of this. Something belt, something bra. She didn't know what that C word was, but it had to be important, even though she couldn't make it out. "Oh, the joys of a farm girl education," she sarcastically remarked. She tried a few other panties, but it kept giving her the number pad and the X.

After morphing some shorts, Melissa walked to her kitchen. "What am I going to do?" She sighed as she pulled out a knife and a mango. Setting it on the cutting board, she cut off the skin and then cut the fruit into pieces. After cleaning her hands and the knife, and throwing away the skin, she returned to her prize. Taking her time, she slowly ate the small slices, letting each of them rest on her tongue for a bit.

"That feels better." Melissa said to herself as she cleaned up the remains, and then her face, upon finishing. Having relaxed with one of her favorite foods, she was ready to try again. She picked up the tablet and looked at it. It was then that she noticed a new timer at the top of the screen right next to the regular one. "Was that always there?" It read 029:23:46 and soon that 46 dropped to 45.

Clicking on the timer, it opened a menu like the other timer would. There was that C word again. She saw the full timer now displaying another pair of numbers that contently went down. She watched the seconds tick away. "Does this thing have it's own timer? Did I set it? If this is the second, then this has to be the minutes, then the hours, and... days? I'm going to be trapped in this thing for the next 30 days!?" She tried to change the time, but that blasted pin pop-up returned. "What do you want from me!?" She sighed in frustration and fell onto the bed.

* * *

Day 22 of the omnisuit testing. Melissa sauntered between the tables and booths holding a tray. As always, she wore her latex waitress uniform, but instead of panties, she now wore the metal thong. She had fallen asleep without figuring out a way to remove it. It took some getting used to, but she had mastered walking in it. It was a good thing it still let her change everything else.

She entered the plus-size wing of the tavern. This section was mainly for the larger patrons. Not large like the amazons, and certainly not large like the giants. This wing had its tables spread farther apart to accommodate multi-legged, or in some cases the no-legged, demihumans. She walked around an arachne who some how managed to encase her spider-like lower body in what could only be custom latex. Her human like top half was also dressed in latex, with a diamond shaped hole in between the boobs. "I can't imagine how she got all eight legs into that thing."

She stopped at a nearby table and set down two bowls of soup, loaves of bread, and mugs of ale for the centaurs. "Here you go. Let me know if I can get you anything else." She smiled.

A voice called from behind. "Ma'am, we're ready to order." It was a woman wearing a black masquerade mask with metal spikes across the top, a short sleeve latex jacket with a hole in the middle of the chest, footless stockings barely connecting to the jacket, a latex thong, a pair of 3" heels, and a pair of spiked bracelets. A spiked loop held back her long black hair in a ponytail. Her lips and nails were black as well. She was sitting on a towel so her bare butt cheeks didn't need to touch the wood.

Melissa wondered what she meant by "we" at first, and to a lesser extent why she was sitting in this wing, as she was no bigger than any other human. That's when she saw her companion. It was a latex pet. It wore a full body catsuit and hood, with a heavy iron collar and chain around the neck. The hood had lenses for eyes, floppy ears, and a dog nose. On the butt was a short and curved latex tail. The feet looked normal, but the hands were paws. From this angle, she couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman.

"Um, what would you like?" Melissa looked back up at the mistress. She slid the tray under her arm and pulled out her pad.

"Hmmm..." The woman licked her lower lip as she smiled at her. "Well, I wouldn't mind having you," she teased "But I think I will stick with the spiced chicken, an ale, a bowl of the pet kibble special, and a bowl of water, for now." She leaned forward and stroked Melissa's chin.

She stammered and stepped back, a little flustered. "Yes, ma'am. I'll... I'll get right on that." Almost falling over one of the giant spider legs, she went back to the kitchen. The woman giggled as she watched.

When Melissa returned, she started setting the food and drinks on the table.

"Come now, dear, pets eat on the floor." The mistress giggled as she watched Melissa put one of the bowls on the table. She hummed a bit as she bent over to set the bowls on the floor in front of the black latex dog.

Melissa quickly stood up after putting the bowls down. She turned to face the woman. "If that would be all, then..."

"Are you having fun dear?" She smiled up at Melissa, tapping her fingers together.

"What?"

"Well, you just seem to be walking a little... off than you did yesterday."

"I don't know what to say about..." Soon after, the woman slipped a few coppers into Melissa's apron pocket she patted her on the butt, causing her to jump. "Ma'am!"

"That was for the show just now." She giggled and winked.

Melissa backed away from the woman. She turned around and quickly walked off, her face beet red. "It's going to be one of those days."

* * * *

Melissa walked out of her apartment wearing a red latex corset that covered her breasts. It had a leopard pattern with black trim. She had also opted for a pair of shiny red latex pants to cover the metal panties, and a pair of red pumps to finish it off.

She was soon greeted by Marigold, who was wearing something a bit more risque. It was a transparent latex catsuit with a large black V to cover her nipples and crotch, her short tail poking out of a hole in the back. The seams were quarter inch thick thick black lines but she pulled it off. A black collar covered her neck just below her red metal one. To finish off her outfit, she had on a pair of black latex gloves and short boots. Her purse was also made from black latex. "Ready to go out?" She smiled.

"I sure am." Melissa grinned.

"So am I."

"That's good to hear." Frida walked up to the two of them. She was wearing a simple black bodysuit and a metal bracelet with either small gems or colored glass beads on her left wrist. As always, her collar was locked around her neck.

"Is that all you're wearing?" Melissa looked over at Frida.

"No, I just wasn't sure what everyone would be wearing. I knew it would be latex, but not if we would have hoods or catsuits or whatever. I'll change." Frida rubbed one of the jewels on her bracelet. Her bodysuit started to melt and run down her body. A diamond shaped hole opened on her chest and her upper back was exposed. The black goo slid down her arms and legs before forming opera gloves and knee high boots. The rest of the bodysuit formed a dress that stopped eight inches below her crotch.

"What the?"

"Is that an omnisuit?" Marigold raised her ears in interest.

"Yes, it is. I was able to get one at a secondhand shop. It cost quite a bit, but I can get so many outfits at once out of it, so it was worth the purchase."

"Weird, I thought they all used tablets."

Frida looked back at Melissa. "Oh, you mean you've seen them in action? The new ones do. This, on the other hand, is one of the older ones." She turned around to show off her tight latex.

"It looks good on you." Marigold patted Frida's shoulder.

"Thank you." She shook her butt a bit.

Before long, the girls started heading downstairs. Once they were outside, Marigold hailed a pony cab. It was pulled by two royal ponygirls. That is, they both wore horse masks with lenses in place of eyeholes. Every inch of them was covered in latex, save for the blond and red ponytails sticking out from the back of their hoods. Runes were engraved into their steel ankle cuffs, and their elbows were locked to their sides. Both were harnessed to the carriage with an imp holding the reins.

Melissa looked at the two fillies. "There are three of us. Is it going to be alright?"

The imp looked at her. "Oh, don't worry about them. They are stronger than they look. I enchanted their legs myself. Once I had them pull eight people and their things."

"If you say so." She stepped onto the carriage and sat next to Marigold.

"So where to?" The imp called back to them.

"To the night clubs!" Marigold called out with a smile. She gave him the street names.

"Sure thing." The imp cracked the reins and the ponygirls started walking. They were very fast, considering they walked in heels and had their hands bound to their sides. Then again, a lot of ponygirls in this city were. Melissa couldn't help but watch their latex-clad butts as they moved.

Melissa chatted with Marigold and Frida as they rode. Soon they started to see more and more people in latex walking the streets. She smiled as she watched them. When the carriage stopped, almost everyone was dressed in latex. She smiled even wider as she saw all the shiny bodies.

Marigold paid the imp as they got off. "Right this way. I know a nice place." She led the way to a night club.

A large orc dressed in dark blue latex stood by the door, which was also covered in latex. He had on a spiked collar around his neck and double spiked cuffs around his wrists. A thick belt was wrapped around his waist. A latex hood with eye and mouth holes covered his face. Next to the door was a sign that said "LATEX WEAR ONLY". The orc looked down at the three of them and asked for a cover charge.

"I've got this. My owner sent me my allowance today." Marigold took out a silver coin and a number of coppers and handed them to the bouncer. He looked at the coins, dropped them into a pipe, and let them through. They could hear the band playing live music. "Since we're already dressed for it, there's no need for us to stop at the rental station."

"Rental station?" Melissa asked.

"Places like this often have costume rentals and changing booths," replied Frida. "Since not everyone has full latex outfits, they can loan them out to their customers."

"Or to those who want to try something new. Different costumes they don't own." Marigold continued.

"Maybe you would like to try on something?" Frida smiled at Melissa. "I know how much you love latex."

"Um, no thanks. I think I'm good. After all, I picked out this outfit for today." Melissa smiled nervously. "If only I had known about that a few months ago. Then again, if I did, I might not have this outfit."

"Maybe next time, then."

Much of the club's interior was full of latex. It wasn't just the patrons and staff, but the walls and furniture as well. The walls were not only covered in latex, but with vacbeds as well. A few men and women were encased dark latex as they hung almost motionless against the wall. They weren't the only ones. They walked past a few girls in strange cocoons. They hung from a 2' wide metal cylinder with another below them. They were wrapped tight in transparent yellow latex that suspended them between the cylinders and showed off their otherwise naked bodies. Some of them moaned through the holes over their mouths. A large man in green latex rubbed one of them on the butt.

Marigold led them to a table. It was made from a vacuum-cube with a girl sealed inside and a latex-covered board on top. The woman was moaning as something wiggled between her legs. Four rubber chairs surrounded her. "Looks like all the living chairs are taken."

"L-Living chairs?" Melissa looked around. She saw a woman down on all fours. She was covered in a dark red latex zentai with a black corset around her waist. Sitting on her back was a cat woman in a black latex catsuit and purple boots. Even her tail was covered in latex.

That wasn't the only kind of living chair. Another had the woman sitting upright, also sealed in tight fitting latex. She stood on three legs: her own, plus a post she was sitting on. Her arms were bound above her head, her hands gripping a bar. A thick latex neck brace kept her from moving her head. A man was enjoying the feel of her D-cups.

"There are so many people being used as tables and chairs here. Do they all work here?" She turned back to her friends.

"Not quite. I think a few are slaves owned by the club owner, so there would always be a few, but many are volunteers. Guests can borrow latex and restraints to be placed in the club as literal fixtures. There is another door where they waive the cover charge, but you will spend the whole time in one of the vacbeds, cubes, or dressed up as a chair for someone to sit on."

"I tried it once. The suit had enchantments to boost my arms and legs, but I wasn't able to move them and someone big sat on me. Well, not as big as that orc we just saw, but big for a human." Frida giggled.

"They have posted rules about a weight limit if you are using one of the living chairs. Still, I have seen some bigger volunteers. Every now and then, I see an orc or a troll in here down on all fours." Marigold giggles.

A waitress walked up to the trio. She wore a pink latex catsuit and hood. A pair of black stockings went up to her knees and the gloves went to the elbows. Her cuffs and collar were white latex with black lining. A small black apron was tied around her waist, looking like it was mostly for show. To top it off, the club's logo and the number 9 were imprinted on her left breast. "Can I get you girls anything?" She smiled.

"First round is on me, girls." Marigold giggled and placed the order, and the latex woman walked away. There were a number of waitresses walking around the club looking exactly the same. It didn't take long for 9 to return with their drinks. Unlike the tavern, they came in glasses rather than wooden mugs.

As Melissa took a sip, she looked around. The band was a man and woman in latex. They wore matching black catsuits with royal blue lines that went around their curves. Their fingers glowed as they tapped the runes that hung in the air. The woman sung when the song called for it. Floating in the air around them were a number of multicolored crystal balls the size of apples. They would light up as certain sounds were made, or maybe they were what made the sounds. No wonder she couldn't figure out what instruments they using from the just the sound.

On the main stage were two dancers. They wore black latex catsuits with neon lines going up their arms, legs, and bodies. The neon glowed and changed color as they moved. She was a bit fascinated with the dance moves, as the two would often slow down or speed up.

"I take it this is your first time at a club like this." Marigold put down her drink as she smiled at Melissa.

"What? Oh, yes. I only recently got my hand on a... on latex outfits. I couldn't meet the dress code and I didn't know about the rentals."

"Well, there are other clubs that don't have that restriction, but they don't go all out like this."

"Makes sense. I'm still not used to this music, though. I never heard it back on the farm."

"What kind of music did you listen to back home?" Marigold took another sip.

"Well, my dad had an ocarina he would play and was teaching us to use. My eldest brother was the only one to pick up anything beyond that. When the caravans came to town, there would always be a band playing, usually string instruments." The girls talked about music for a while until number 4 walked up to them and set down three more drinks. "Hmm? Did we order these?"

"Compliments of the gentleman at the bar." 4 looked back at a man at the bar. He was wearing black latex jacket and pants with yellow sides. The black gloves only covered his hands, leaving his forearms bare. He smiled at them as they looked over.

"He seems cute." Frida nudged Melissa in the side.

"I don't know. He sent us drinks rather than coming over to us himself." Marigold didn't seem to approve of him.

"Well, it was nice enough for him to buy us drinks." Melissa smiled and waved.

The man smiled and walked up to them. "Hello, ladies." He looked over at Melissa. "You and your subs are quite beautiful."

"Sub?"

"Oh, we aren't her subs. We're just hanging out. My owner is out of town at the moment."

"And my master is busy with one of my sister slaves, so he doesn't care."

"Oh, my mistake. So tell me, do you have an owner?" He slid his hand down Melissa's arm.

"Um, no, I don't." Melissa blushed as the muscular man stroked her.

"Then would you mind if I kept you girls company for a while?"

"If you must." Marigold traced the rim of her glass with her finger.

"So do you ladies come here often?" He smiled.

Melissa replied "It's my first time here." The man's cologne was starting to get to her. Something about it was making her wet.

"I, on the other hand, have been here a number of times." Marigold leaned forward a bit. Her breasts pressed together between her arms.

"I think I might have been here a few times before." Frida giggled.

The man sat down with them. As they talked, he flirted with Melissa, maybe because she was the only one in the group without a collar. However, he did eye Marigold and her C-cups often enough.

Melissa started fidgeting after a while. Between the drinks, the man's scent, and all this latex, she was starting to get very turned on. "I'm going to go freshen up for a bit." She took her hand back and walked to the restrooms. She saw three on the other end of the room. A male, a unisex, and a female restroom.

There were so many latex-covered bodies on the club floor, plenty of whom Melissa passed by. She glanced at a couple sitting at a table. One wore a red catsuit and hood with a white corset, boots, and gloves. The other wore a white catsuit and hood with a red corset, boots, and gloves. A sex red demoness wore a tight black corset, black stockings, and opera gloves. A line of small studs went around the top of the corset, just below the bra. A black thong was the only thing covering her sex and the back of it had to curve around her tail.

Melissa was so distracted by these various patrons, she didn't see when she bumped into a woman coming out of the ladies' room. She was wearing a mainly black catsuit and hood. Her mouth was fully covered with black latex and purple on the cheeks. The skin around her eyes was all that could be seen. Resting on her forehead was a pair of googles. She also had latex pigtails. Purple straps went over and under her fairly large breasts. The purple arm sleeves that went over her catsuit had six straps each to keep them in place, the ones around her wrists possessing spikes. Her hands were covered in black latex, but she had fake purple nails attached at the end of the fingers. Some purple strips went down her belly to her waist. She wore a pair of purple string panties, all latex of course. Latex straps held up the purple stockings and a pair of black thigh high boots went over them. She had three long, thick pieces of latex hanging from her waist at her sides and back acting as a skirt. The outsides were black and the insides purple.

"Oh, sorry about that." Melissa stepped back. She looked over the woman's tight body. "Oh, this is just what I need right now."

"Be more careful next time." She giggled a little as she stroked Melissa's chin. Her finger moves along her lips. "I will see you around." She walked away, playfully slapping her butt as she moved past her.

Melissa then entered a bathroom stall and closed the door. She sat down for a moment and looked at herself. Her nipples were hard and she could feel how wet she was. Sliding down her pants, she once again tried to remove the metal contraption that was fixed around her waist.

She spread her legs as far as they would go as she attempted to slip a finger under the shield. The rubber lining stuck tightly to her skin, rendering her unable to reach even her labia. "Just my luck, I meet a cute guy and I'm stuck in this thing."

Finding no way to remove the restraint, not even with the tablet, Melissa simply used the toilet, washed her hands, and headed back to the table. "I guess I should let him down easy." She looked up as she reached the table, blinking once. "Or maybe not."

Marigold was sitting on the man's lap and stroking his cheek. She leaned back and looked at Melissa. "Welcome back. I was getting bored."

"Bored?" The man looked down at her, a little hurt by it.

"Would you like to check out the vacbeds?" She smiled and stroked Melissa's chin.

"Sure." She followed Marigold to a table covered in latex. Frida soon followed, but not before giving the man a kiss on the cheek.

At waist level was a woman covered in a sheet of dark blue latex. It was tight, as all the air had been sucked out. There was a hold for her mouth, but she was otherwise covered. Her D-cups were so round and firm, Melissa just had to give them a squeeze. She looked back at her friends.

Marigold smiled. "It's okay. As long as you don't block the airway, you can basically do whatever you want." She stroked the woman's crotch.

"I've never seen a vacbed in person before. Only in magazines."

A voice came from behind Melissa. "Well be sure to enjoy my pet." It was the black and purple woman from the bathroom. "She enjoys a good groping." She giggled.

"We will be sure to." Marigold smiled as she grabbed a breastful. "So she is your slave?"

"Yes. Every now and then, we come here and stick her in one of these." She slid her fingers down her pet's belly. "As you can see, she was stripped down to her collar. It feels so much better with nothing between her and the tight latex." She strokes the woman's leg. "Are you thinking about trying it?" She cocked her head.

Melissa blushed. "I don't think so, not quite up to that yet."

"Suit yourself." Her mouth was covered, but it seemed like she was smiling.

After a little while, they pulled back. "How about we dance for a bit?" Frida smiled at the other. "It could be fun."

"Okay. I haven't done much dancing, but I will give it a shot." Melissa took her hand as they walked to the open area where a number of people were shaking their bodies.