"C'mon! Just for awhile! If you don't like it you can take it off!" August begged.

"...Alright... just for awhile right?"

"Of course! I just have to see how you look in it!"

Rinoa retreated into August's bedroom, a small pile of lycra in her hands. It was amazing, it took up so little space on its own, but yet somehow contained just enough fabric to encase a svelte 22 year old girl.

She found herself drawing quick, shuddery breaths. Damned if she wasn't excited. When she met August, she had no idea what to expect. She shocked even herself when she revealed her innermost fantasy, her secret obsession with tight, full-body suits. She loved the idea of the tight fabric pulling up against her crotch, held tight by its constant bracing against her shoulders. Of the... inescapability of the material...

And now... here she was. August was... excitable. She was bright and cheery and always so enthusiastic. It wasn't long before Rinoa had the suit in her arms. And it wasn't long before August, with her smouldering red hair and delicious figure, had convinced Rinoa to try the suit on. Not that she needed much pushing anyway.

Rinoa held the suit up and frowned a little. The suit, now unravelled, hung, legs and all, no farther than her crotch.

"August? I don't think it's going to fit..." Rinoa asked through the door.

"Trust me, it will!"

Rinoa pulled at the fabric and found that the fabric stretched. It wasn't as loose as say, stockings, but instead resisted her force about as much as a competitive swimsuit would. But unlike a competitive swimsuit, Rinoa could keep pulling at it only to find that it just kept stretching, without any sign of tear or even loss in opacity. As Rinoa released her grip, the suit almost immediately snapped back to its original size with a slight pop, no signs of being expanded at all.

The suit itself was a matte black, and yet it seemed to catch the light in an alluring way, seeming to be blacker than any black Rinoa had ever seen.

As she sat down on the edge of August's bed and searched for an opening, Rinoa found that the suit was zipperless but had a hood. Confused, she fumbled with the hood a little, until it fell backwards.

'I have to squeeze in through that?!' Rinoa thought. The hood had flapped backwards and revealed a small opening around the front of her neck. When closed, it would be nothing more than a slit hidden under her chin, no one would ever see it.

She pulled at it and felt it stretch the same way as the rest of the suit. It was tight as hell, but she could stretch it an unnaturally large amount.

Rinoa took a deep breath and slid her slender legs into the hole.

The material felt like a viscous gel sliding over her skin. She guided her foot with ease up to the knee of the suit and felt the suit begin to resist. She reached down and pulled hard, feeling the tube squeeze her limb tightly. She pulled the foot to meet her own and felt a stiff, rubber sole on the inside. It seemed to fit her foot perfectly and she settled it into place. She did the same with her other foot and stood up.

Well, she tried to stand up. Rinoa quickly learned that the rubber soles were not flat. They were heeled... but not really. There were no heels sticking out of her feet. Instead, the sole seemed to support her foot in such a way that she was standing with her heels rested in the air. Somehow it wasn't hard to balance, and... it was sexy as shit.

Rinoa, getting significally damp now, guided the suit up past her knees, and found that the crotch of the suit didn't quite reach her own. In fact, it pulled tight about halfway up her thigh. Rinoa reached down and tugged at it, realising with suprise that the crotch of the suit was padded with a softer, more flexible version of her rubber soles.

She needed this. She needed it to be pressed right up against her. She pulled at the legs of the suit, stretching the material tighter around her legs. Slowly but surely, the suit climbed higher and higher up, till the crotch was about 1 inch from her own.

Stopping to catch her breath, Rinoa was suddenly very aware of how tight the opening of the suit was, cinching her waist. She suddenly became afraid that she might rip the opening and decided she should pull the suit up and allow the opening to relax.

Ignoring the crotch of the suit for now, Rinoa pulled the suit up and around her breasts, relishing the tight compression as it somehow lifted and caressed her mounds. She adjusted the material and found yet another rubber padding. She was greatful for these as they rested directly over her nipples, hiding her obviously stiff nipples from the outside world.

She then squeezed one arm into the opening and into the suit. She guided it into the suit's arm and with some difficulty slid it toward the gloves. The material was stretched tight now and she could feel it pulling itself over her arm, trying to return to its original state. She felt butterflies inside as she imagined the suit was putting itself on her. With a slight pop, she felt her hand slip into the collar of the built-in glove.

She'd worn gloves before, but these were a whole other story. The material wrapped each digit so perfectly and thinly, she had not sacrificed any dexterity at all. Apart from the constant squeeze of the tight material, She could move her fingers as freely as she could normally.

She tried to pull the suit over her shoulders, but could not. It was too tight and she simply couldn't get the leverage she needed. Her right armed pinned to her side, she decided she'd have to slip her other arm in as well and did so. With another pop, the glove slipped tightly onto her other hand.

Rinoa was now covered from just above her breasts down to her feet in the inky black suit. But it was ill-fitting and she didn't quite feel like things were quite right. She reached up to pull the opening of the suit around her shoulders, but couldn't get the leverage.

Thats when she realised she could feel the suit creeping up the sides of the shoulders. She realised the suit was sliding up her shoulders, trying to relieve itself of its stretch. Before Rinoa could decide if that was a good idea, the suit cleared the apex of her shoulder and with a loud crack, snapped tight around her neck. Rinoa moaned as the sudden pull of the suit tugged the rubberized crotch the rest of the way up, nestling tight against her soaking pussy.

Rinoa felt complete. Suddenly everything was right. Every inch of her body from the chin down was now coated perfectly in the inky black substance. She felt every inch of her skin perfectly squeezed by the material. And her crotch! Oh... the crotch was padded from the front of her groin all the way down, in between her legs and up her butt cheeks. and the surface was littered with little nubs that teased her with each movement. As she stood she found that the padding prevented her thighs from coming together fully, leaving a sexy little triangular gap between her thighs and her crotch. She squeezed her thighs, feeling the padding press tight against her body.

She reached down and pulled at the suit, digging the rubber padding deeper into her crotch, and found that the suit was so tight that it stuck, holding on to that pressure she had created. Trembling now, Rinoa stepped to the door and took a deep breath. She looked down at herself. She was perfection in black. A sight of ebony beauty. And it felt so fucking good.

Rinoa opened the door and found August ready and waiting in a black suit of her own. Hers seemed to be made of rubber.

"Woah... You look..."

Rinoa blushed.

"Are you going to pull on the hood?"

"I don't... I don't think so." The thought of pulling the hood on scared her. She wasn't quite ready for that yet.

"Good, then I can still do this." August leaned in and wrapped her tightly wrapped arms around Rinoa, pulling their tightly sealed bodies against each other. Their lips met and the couple stumbled into the room.

Rinoa fell over onto the bed, with August settling her body down on top of hers. The couple ran their gloved hands over each other's bodies, feeling the slickness of their second skins running seamless from chin to toe. August reached over to her bedside table and grabbed a little something.

Their lips locked, Rinoa gasped when August pulled away, sitting up on her belly. With a mischevious smile, August reached for Rinoa's neck and pulled the tight opening. The suit gave very little, but it was just enough. With her offhand, August slid the toy she had grabbed into the neck of Rinoa's suit. With nimble hands, August guided the device down Rinoa's body.

Rinoa moved to protest, but August massaged her crotch and Rinoa's muscles melted like butter. She felt the toy pressing painfully against her torso and winced as it slid past her hip. August leaned in and gave Rinoa a deeply passionate kiss as she guided the toy between her legs.

With a slight click, Rinoa's mind melted as the device settled perfectly between the rubber padding and her sensitive clit. The device was obviously designed to be used with the suit and Rinoa moaned as the toy locked onto some sort of catch in the suit's rubberized inner crotch. The toy enveloped the entirety of her clitoris, fully gripping her clitoral hood. with every little movement, Rinoa's mind was sent to heaven and back as her hood glided across her trembling nub. But that wasn't all. Immediately beneath that was a ribbed, hooked shaft that had slid into her naturally lubricated pussy. It entered her and pitched upwards, pressing against her g-spot. every little motion caused the shaft to rub against her inside and out.

"I... oh.. I don't think..."

Rinoa wasn't thinking. August was seated on her hips, running her gloved hands across Rinoa's trembling body. Rinoa tilted her hips, trying to pull away from the toy between her legs, but the suit was too tight. She had made sure of that herself. As she bucked her hips, the toy rubbed against her. She reached down and tugged at it but fastened in its place, she managed to pull it out a little but the shaft was just long enough to remain inside her, preventing her from pushing it aside. All she managed was for the toy to snap back against her crotch, sending waves of stimulation across her nubile body.

What was this that she was feeling? Rinoa had never had an orgasm in her life. She felt so good, but she was scared. She pulled at the neck of the suit, in an attempt to climb out of her personal prison of pleasure, but the sustained stimulation and August's grinding over her body made this a fruitless endeavour. Rinoa's heart sank as she came to the realisation that she wasn't getting out of this suit so easily.

The thought send electricity through her body, her eyes rolled back in her sockets and her toes curled against the tight sock of the suit. Her back arched, almost bucking August off of her. She felt her muscles contract rhythmically and opened her mouth in a soundless scream as she experienced the first orgasm of her life.

Rinoa awoke to a beautiful face, framed with luscious red hair. August smiled at her.

"How do you like it?"

Rinoa moved her body and felt her skin tug and pull against her body. She rocked her hips subconsciously and bit her lower lip. Yup. She was still wearing the suit.

"It's... wonderful. But August... I think I should take it off."

"Aww, why? You look so delicious in it." August teased.

"I... I love it, don't get me wrong, but I think I should.. take a break?"

"Hahaha, okay."

Rinoa climbed off the bed and looked down at herself. Perfect. She looked wonderful. The sight of her body seemed to turn even herself on. She could feel the crushing tightness of the suit with every little twitch of her muscles. But she needed to take it off. just for awhile. She was feeling a little sore and, well shit. She was literally knocked out by the power of her own orgasm.

She reached up to grab at the neck hole and tugged at it. She felt the hole stretch and she tried to pull it over her shoulder. She tugged at it but she just couldn't quite get it past the apex of her shoulder. Her muscles were still weak. She tried it again but she couldn't quite get the right leverage. she let go and the suit's neck snapped closed. She instinctively reached behind her neck for a zipper when she remembered there was none, instead she felt only the dangling hood she had forgotten about.

It mattered not. Gathering her strength, Rinoa pulled at the suit's neck again, her upper arms squeezing her breasts together as she struggled to pull the suit's neck past her shoulders. She knew she should have been worried when the suit was so difficult to don, doubly so when the suit snapped shut around her neck without her intervention.

She grabbed at the hood for leverage, pulling the neck of the suit down and found that the hood didn't stretch quite as easily as the rest of the suit. But it didn't matter. Rinoa realised that until she could rest up and gather her strength, she wouldn't be getting out of this suit on her own.

Rinoa shuddered as she felt August's body press up against her back. She felt August's arms wrap around her torso, one arm holding her close, another arm teasingly moving towards her crotch.

"Need a little help, love?"

"I... yeah... I can't quite..."

August kissed Rinoa on the back of her neck.

"Here,"

August's hands reached up to Rinoa's neck, gently gliding her fingers across the girl's nipples. She grabbed at the suit's neckline, and then all of a sudden, she grabbed the hood and pulled tight.

Rinoa's breath caught as the hood was pulled back, pulling the suit's neckline against her throat. before she could react, August brought the hood over her head and pulled it down tightly. She met resistance as the hood's neckline approached Rinoa's chin, but with an audible 'pop', the fabric cleared the apex of her chin and snapped shut around her neck, the tightness causing the neckline to slide down her neck, resting just over the suit's original neckline.

Rinoa opened her mouth to scream, but it didn't happen. She couldn't open her mouth. The hood didn't stretch like the rest of the suit. It gave a little, but it was far tighter and more resistant to stretching than any other part of the catsuit. Rinoa stumbled forward but couldn't leave August's loving embrace.

August was gushing under her tightly laminated body. She could feel her juices flowing around her vibe and down her legs inside her suit. She was relishing the afterglow of the orgasm she experienced when she tricked Rinoa into donning the hood, with another quickly building. She marvelled at the girl in front of her. Covered from head to toe in inky black goo, the girl was wrapped in a tight fabric completely devoid of seams, with one useless slit a mere 5 inches around the front half of her neck. August knew that without help, Rinoa would never be removing the suit. She would never be able to escape the stimulation of the toys between her legs, She would always be in August's loving embrace. Oh, she almost forgot. August let go of Rinoa and returned to her bedside table. She retrieved a small remote and turned to Rinoa.

Rinoa was panicking. She wasn't ready for this. She took small shuddering breaths; her mind was all over the place. Her clit was on fire, she could feel an orgasm coming fast, but her brain was screaming out, telling her to get out of the suit. She grabbed at the hood's neckline and pulled, but it held fast and came nowhere near her chin's apex. She tried to reach for the suit's orginal neckline but she couldn't slip her fingers under the tight seam of the hood. She grasped and clawed at it but she couldn't release the hood. She realised her eyes were shut tight and she forced them open, willing herself to see what she had become.

She was shocked when light flooded in and she realised the suit did not obstruct her vision in any way. She could breathe normally and she looked around the room. She saw August lounging on the bed, thighs crossed tightly together. Then she saw her hold out a TV remote. Except it wasn't a TV remote. With a naughty grin, August pointed it at her and pressed a button.

Immediately, Rinoa fell to her knees. The toy lodged firmly into the girls sensitive and throbbing cunt sprang to life, and began to vibrate violently against her clit and inside of her. The rubber pads over her nipples seemed to contract rhythmically, pinching and stimulating her hard nipples. The rubber between her cheeks started to bend inwards, spreading her sphincter and slowly but surely entering her rear. The entire internal rubber crotch of the suit seemed to pull close, forming a tighter 'U' around her groin. Rinoa had worked up quite a sweat by now and she could feel the suit's fabric sticking tightly to her body. She tilted her pelvis to escape the relentless vibrations in her crotch, but the rubber clamped tightly around her body. Rinoa quickly melted into another intense orgasm.

As August rode her last orgasm to its end, she stood over Rinoa's body.

"I'm sorry, love, 'just awhile' is going to be a bit longer than you think."