“Last night was fun,” Sara said cheerfully.
Bella gingerly flipped the pancake with her spatula, cursing quietly as small drops of pancake mix splattered across the oven surface. She cleared her throat, still slightly sore from an evening of non-stop moaning. “Good morning, Sara. And yeah, that was… new.”
“You liked it?” Sara came up behind Bella and softly kissed at her, around from her nape to the side of her neck, before peering over Bella’s shoulder. A curl of Sara’s dark brown hair tickled Bella near the corner of her mouth, and she could faintly detect Sara’s scent- pears and vanilla- over the smell of-
“You’re burning the pancake,” Sara noted dryly.
“Dammit,” said Bella, refocusing on the oven in front of her. She lifted up the spatula she had been holding slackly off to the side, and Sara caught her wrist. “Let me,” she said, with a note of amusement in her voice.
“Sorry,” Bella said meekly, giving Sara the spatula and stepping aside. “I kind of wanted to make breakfast, and-”
“Don’t worry,” Sara reassured her. “Sit sit sit.” She bent over the counter quickly, looking over the contents of the nearby bowl. “Mix looks alright though. You do it yourself?”
Bella sighed. “Premade. I dunno if I added enough water-”
“It’s fiiiine. Like I said, no worries. Sit, c’mon, Bella! I’ll have the pancakes ready in no time.”
The cluttered table was a mess of magazines, printouts, and a few worn books. Bella gingerly restacked a few issues of National Geographic (they had gone fully digital nearly five years ago) and swept off the dust with a wet paper towel before finally sitting down. Sara soon had two plates full of steaming, syrupy pancakes set at the table, and joined Bella by scooching around to her side.
“Hiyyy!” Sara said, throwing an arm around her. “Bellita!”
Bella laughed and grasped the arm Sara had draped around her, kissing the fingertips. “Pancakes look wonderful.”
Sara beamed. “I'm famished. We really got wild yesterday, huh?” She unraveled herself from Bella and began to cut her pancakes.
Bella nodded. “Yeah. Those, uh, sensual suits? Or whatever-”
“SensuSkins!”
“Yeahhh, they were really- I mean, I've never felt that before. You really tickled a long time kink Sara. Where did you find them again?”
“There was a shop at the mall,” Sara said, slightly muffled as she had just taken a huge bite. “I really just picked one of the first ones I saw- there were loads and loads in that store!”
“Really?” Bella frowned. “I never noticed.”
“Yeah, apparently they grew out of a parent company called, what, Living Skins? That company is at least thirty years old. SensuSkins is newer though- I don't think they were at the mall before.”
“Whatever it was, it was-” Bella shook her head. “Wow. I felt so… enclosed. And I could really feel the suit around me, covering my face, squirming inside me, it was…” She trailed off, uncertain how to describe it.
Sara giggled. “We can go to the store again today! I don't have work tomorrow, or the day after, so we have some time to have fun, if you want.”
“Really?” Bella looked at her girlfriend. “Like-”
“Like yes! Really!” Sara gave another tinkling laugh. “I know how much you like it, and tbh it's kinda super kinky. I dig it. Next-level roleplay!” She reached over and squeezed Bella's knee. “And… Anything for you.”
“But we just got those two-”
“And we can get more! I told you about my raise a month ago, and my paycheck came in a week ago, so…”
Bella hugged her. Tightly.
“Sara…”
“I'm not choking on this pancake,” Sara chuckled. “Just do me a favor, okay? Let's get the backstory straight this time before we get to the action. Maybe make the Seraphs real aliens and ditch the disguised agent stuff? I was confused half the time last night and had to make stuff up on the spot…”
“That's half the fun…”
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“What that mouth do?”
Sara poked past the suited mannequin's lips and pulled out a forked, textured tongue that was several inches longer than a normal human's. “Ooo,” she said, excitedly. “Bella, look!” She leaned close and whispered into Bella's ear. Her breath was warm on her skin.“Imagine me wearing that over my tongue and eating your pussy out with it…”
Bella gave a strangled laugh that was half amused, half embarrassed. “Sara we're in a public place,” she whispered back.
“Looook,” Sara protested, and put her face next to the reptilian mask. Her caramel-toned face stood in stark contrast compared to the dark green scales. She stuck out her tongue.
“Sara-”
“It's so cute! And, and! We can work it into the backstory somehow! Reptile aliens! Sssss! No?” Sara wiggled the mask's forked tongue, still pinched between her fingers. “Pleeease?”
She pouted cutely and made puppy eyes at Bella. Bella's resistance crumbled. “I mean, it's your money…”
Sara beamed and looked around. “More! Let's find more- oooh!” She scampered over to another aisle out of sight, undoubtedly attracted by an equally exotic suit.
Bella glanced down her own aisle. She wanted a suit that preserved the theme of the roleplay, something sci-fi… Something similar to the suits from yesterday, but more…
There.
Bone white, as alien and unsettlingly sensual as the first suit, but… even more so. Bella took a few tentative steps closer. The tentacle-hair on this new version reached down to the suit’s ankles. That was one new thing. And… Bella couldn’t be sure, but this suit distinctively looked curvier…?
She worked up the courage to take a few more steps, so that she was standing right in front of it. Bella looked into the alien’s face. The face wasn’t a solid white anymore, but was decorated with an intricate spiral of faint, silvery tattoos. Bella pulled the eyelid back. Bright, sea-green eyes, which seemed to glow faintly. Noseless… long, sharp, pointed ears, like an elf’s… lips, barely perceptible under a mucus-covered maw… Bella traced the mouth and gently slid a finger under the upper lip, feeling the tiny little piranha teeth, arrayed like dozens of needles.
Bella moved even closer, breathing onto the suit, trying to imagine herself underneath. She let one arm hesitantly slide around the suit’s flank, rubbing the skin-like material. Would it be possible? To become this… thing? It was ten times more magnificent than the previous suit, almost regal, like a royal fey queen that prowled out from the dripping, dewy darkness and smothered mortals in her sensuous pheromone presence-
“Wow.”
Bella turned around, expecting Sara, but instead was mortified to see a surprised store assistant standing at the end of the aisle, mouth slightly open. Bella looked down at herself. She was uncomfortably close to the suit on display, one foot even on the elevated pedestal, both arms wrapped around the alien figure. Bella was inches away from enveloping her face into the suit’s pert breasts. She felt the blush creep across her cheeks, and she stepped back hastily. Some of the creature’s slime was stuck on her hands, and she awkwardly wiped it off on her jeans.
“Sorry,” Bella muttered. She could tell that her face was bright red. “I was just, uh-”
“I’ve never seen a customer so… interested in that suit,” the attendant said. “Or, well. Any suit in general. Are you new…?”
“Somewhat,” Bella conceded. “I’ve never actually been in one of these stores before, but my girlfriend bought some SensuSkins yesterday and- well, yeah. It was illuminating, to say the least.” She did her best to not look at the alien skin placidly on display next to her.
“I’m happy to hear you were satisfied with your purchase!” the store assistant chirped politely, still looking a little bemused from having caught Bella in the middle of frantically clutching at one of the displays. “So I take it that this suit caught your eye?”
“I- well, yes,” Bella said. “It looks-”
“Would you like to hear more about its special features?” An expression that probably was the store assistant’s blandest smile settled back in, as she steered the conversation to slightly more routine waters. Bella opened her mouth but the assistant continued hurriedly, as if afraid that Bella would jump up onto the display platform and start dry-humping the empty suit. “It’s the newest iteration of our deluxe Ocean Succubus line, designed for maximum user comfort and utility!”
“Oh?” Bella steeled herself for the incoming marketing deluge, but a part of herself also couldn’t help but perk up in anticipation. What features did it have?
The assistant approached the display and laid a hand on the suit’s arm, gingerly. “SensuSkins used state-of-the-art bioengineering to create the biosleeve, an organic and cybernetic composite organism that completely encompasses the user in all respects and leaves not an inch of the person underneath revealed. The biosleeve comes with the revolutionary ability to interface with the wearer’s nervous system via microscopic biohooks and allows them full tactile sensation in all aspects. This, and many other characteristics, such as dental, nasal, and lower inserts, allows for an unprecedented level of immersibility that lets the user of the select biosleeve to essentially become the character of their choice. Their appearance and exterior physical self- and... interior, to a limited extent- is transformed by the disguising envelope of the biosleeve. For all intents and purposes, the user literally turns into, say, a dryad, or a mermaid, or-”
“-a slimy pale alien tentacle girl,” Bella supplied.
The assistant nodded, taking Bella’s comment in stride. “Well, the Ocean Succubus, yes. This version is, I believe, called the Temptress v1. A deluxe model of the regular Ocean Succubus line, distinguishable by extra skin detailing, controllable hair, and a wider range of interior suit customizations-”
Sara appeared at the end of the aisle, looking vaguely interested. “Bellita?” Her eyes flitted to the new seraph costume and widened. “Whoa.”
Bella couldn't help herself, and grinned. “So,” she said, addressing the attendant, “What special features do you guys have for this suit?”
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