The last thing Jo remembered before being knocked out, was hazy at best. The duo had found a… a nest. There was a factory south of the city that wasn't producing regular goods. It was taking in captive girls and shipping out Sealed girls, selling to the highest bidder.

The duo set out to change that. Jo in a red suit and Kayla in a blue one.

The last thing Jo remembered was missing a step on the catwalks and falling amongst a group of thugs. She barely made out Kayla looking down at her from above, then running out of sight. And then she was knocked out.

When she came to, she found herself alone in her workshop. Well, she wasn't alone. She looked down at herself. She was still wearing her red suit. Albeit, without the hood. Kayla sat nearby, wearing a light shirt and track pants. She was never into wearing the suit under her clothes. Jo figured that most girls grew up around tight clothing and were not as fascinated by them the same way she was.

Kayla turned to Jo, hearing the makeshift mattress ruffle.

"How are you feeling?"

"My head's a little woozy, but i'm feeling… surprisingly fine."

"That's great. I didn't take your suit off. I know you like having it on."

"Uh, Thanks. I do… What happened?"

"Well… You fell. Off the catwalks. Luckily you landed on one of the thugs and he broke your fall. Unluckily, there were more than one and they quickly knocked you out…

"Oh… Then… how am I here now?"

"It sucks that you missed it but I went around…" Kayla began explaining her triumphant story of how she triumphed over evil and slowly fought her way back to Jo, and singlehandedly brought her back to safety.

Jo was barely listening, but she managed, "Huh… I guess we're even then, heh."

Kayla pouted. "Come on, I had to go through so much more shit."

"Its the ends, not the means, haha."

"You're an asshole, you know that?"

"I try."

Jo sat up and stretched. She closed her eyes and felt the suit pull tight against her arching back. The suit felt… good. Better than she remembered. And wow, was it tight. She must have forgotten how great it felt to have the suit on after she'd been knocked out.

"Have you ever been sealed?" Kayla asked.

Jo's breath caught. "Uh, why do you ask?"

"I mean, I've seen them do it. And I've seen how those sealed girls act… I wonder what it feels like to be sealed up like them."

Jo felt something stir between her legs. The thought of Kayla, sealed up tight… She peeled her eyes off of Kayla. They'd been working together for months now, but never once had Jo thought of Kayla in that way. She was faithful to Kat. Wherever she may be.

"Yeah.. I've been sealed before." Jo began.

"What… what was it like?" Kayla asked.

"I…" Jo looked at Kayla. She was beautiful. Pert breasts, slim waist… perfect legs… Jo shook her head. She'd seen Kayla in her blue suit so many times. Why was she feeling this only now?

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Jo… I've never… touched myself before… Its just… I'm curious that's all."

The thought of Kayla discovering pleasure sent a shiver down Jo's spine. Her mind wandered. She imagined grabbing a medallion and pressing it against Kayla's chest. She imagined the tight rubber coating Kayla's perfect body, She imagined the look of pleasure on her face as the suit tightened around her pussy.

Jo stopped herself. 'What am I thinki-haaAaah'

'ohh… my suit feels… so tight all of a sudden' Jo thought to herself.

"Jo, are you okay?"

"Y-yeah… I'm-I'm fine. Just feeling a little… uh… woozy."

"I'm sorry i brought it up."

Jo was so used to wearing her suit that she could go a day without having her attention drawn to it, but now, all she could think of was the suit squeezing her butt tightly, and pinching her nipples, and pulling tight into her pussy.

"Do you want to try it?" Jo began. 'No! What am I saying?'

"…you mean…"

"I can seal you."

"I… I don't want to be stuck like that though."

"It'll only be for a while. The medallion will not come off of your forehead. When you pull it out, The suit goes with it." Jo was on a roll. 'Why am I telling her all this? I can't let this happen!'

"It.. It's just for awhile right?"

"As long as you want."

"And you'll be here?"

"Yes."

Jo looked down at her suit. She was wearing her red suit. There was nothing out of the ordinary. It covered her from the base of her chin to the tips of her toes. As it always did. What was going on?

When Jo looked up she was shocked to see that Kayla was already naked. And she was standing right in front of her. She felt something in her hand. She brought it up and looked at it. It was the medallion. She turned it over.

Jo's heart sank. The medallion had the sofa symbol inscribed on it. This was not her medallion. This was the real thing. She didn't know where it came from. She looked up at Kayla. Kayla looked at her, a look of apprehension and nervousness in her eyes.

'What's going on? How did I get th-Unnnhhh' Jo felt the suit tighten. The suit definitely tightened around her body this time.

She had to stop this. She placed the medallion on the table. As she did so, the suit loosened its delightful embrace on her. Jo's mind clouded instantly. She was frustrated. The suit felt like it was hanging limp off of her body. She picked up the medallion again and the suit tightened around her once more. She closed her eyes and flexed as the suit squeezed her butt and shrank into her pussy. She felt a familiar pleasure building inside her. She needed it to grow; She needed more.

She moved her body and felt the suit tighten further, she felt a little nub grow where her clit was, rubbing her, making her moan inside. She could not reveal to Kalya how she felt right now. Kayla! Jo looked up and jumped. Kayla was right in front of her. The suit was pushing her. Goading her on.

"Okay, I think I'm read-" Before Kayla could finish her sentence, Jo pressed the Medallion into Kayla's chest.

"Woah, okay.. okay. you caught me off guard there." Kayla started as the medallion stuck to her skin. The rubber began to flow out.

But Jo didn't hear any of it. As she attached the metal to Kayla, The suit responded in kind, two shafts pushed deep into Jo's  sensitive regions and the suit shrank further, creeping deep into Jo's crack and tightly squeezing her clitoris. Jo looked down at herself. How did none of this show? Her red suit clad around her normally and definitely looser than she felt it was on her.

"Jo?"

Jo looked at Kayla, the girl was on her knees. The suit had covered her hands and was at her lower calves now.

"This feels… I feel really wet inside this… It's feels so… different from my usual suit."

And then It hit her. Jo reached for the neck of her red suit.

Kayla's suit had just finished wrapping the poor girl. "Ooohhh…" Kayla moaned as the suit began its tightening around her.

Jo grabbed at her suit's neckline and pulled hard, ripping the red suit off her chest, and her heart sank. Underneath her regular, suit… was another. This one was black, and clung tighter to her skin than her red suit.

Jo looked at Kayla. Inhibitions evaporated by the suit, Kayla was on the floor. She didn't even notice Jo's black torso. She ran gloved hands up and down her torso as the suit tightened around her waist and thighs. As the suit tightened around her crotch, Kayla's back arched and her hands darted to her pussy, a deep camel toe forming underneath. A moan escaped her lips.

"This suit… uUUuuhhh feels so good"

'I'm sorry Kayla,' Jo thought.

The dense network of nerves had already formed around Kayla's body. When it connected to her own, Kayla's mind went numb. She'd never felt anything like it before. She squirmed and writhed against the tightness of the suit, feeling the material pull against her crotch. Then the medallion popped off her chest.

Jo saw it come off. She could still stop this. Just grab the damned thing. Grab it and put it on Kayla's forehead. 'What? What the hell am I doing?' Before she could do anything, Kayla reached for the medallion and saw the word written on the back. 'FOREHEAD'

Kayla said out loud: "Just for awhile, right?" Kayla pressed the medallion against her forehead. As she did so, Jo's suit crept further up her neck, coating her up around her chin, stopping just before her face. The suit seemed to absorb her red suit as it went along, and she felt the suit tighten around her further. Covered only in black now, Jo fell to her knees as the neural network of her suit connected to her own, sending her into an orgasm far surpassing any she'd had before.

Kayla was lost in her own transformation process. Her first orgasm sent her mind flying all over the room. She felt the material creep past her eyebrows, and just before it spread over her eyes, Kayla caught a glimpse of Jo, covered from neck to toe in shiny black rubber. Kayla's heart sank. She realised what was happening.

Fighting against her toe-curling pleasure, Kayla reached for the neck of the suit and tugged at it. She had to get out! She had to get out before the hood sealed her in! She pulled at the neck of the suit and felt resistance as the back of the hood melded with the rear neckline. She stretched the neck away from her collarbone and felt the hood's material creep further down her neck. She pulled hard at the suit, hoping to tear it off or climb out of it… anything.

But her gloved hands were almost frictionless and she felt the suit's neckline slide out from between her fingers. As if in slow motion, she felt the seam snap against her collarbone, followed by a uniform tightening around her neck, and face.

Jo rubbed herself as she watched Kayla struggle. Her hand's movements stirring the rubber shaft inside her pussy, stroking her G-spot with each wave. She didn't care anymore. She could think only of pleasure.

She watched as Kayla's transformation came to an end. She watched as the poor girl struggled against her bonds, tugging at the suit, moans escaping her mouth betraying her sense of self-preservation. She watched as her struggles slowed down and her hands redirected to her crotch. She watched as the medallion popped off of her forehead, sealing the girl in forever. She watched helplessly as her own hand reached for the medallion. She came as she pressed the medallion into her own forehead.