As Aomi came down from her orgasm, She gathered herself and stood up. Her mind spun as the tight latex pulled across her body in ways she'd never imagined. She could feel the material writhing around her. She could feel it settling in, slowly creeping into her pores and smoothening out over her body.

Aomi grabbed a bunch of the latex around her thigh and pulled at it, and found that it stretched... a lot. But the latex never seemed to leave her body. As she pulled, only the latex she'd grabbed stretched, while the tight rubber immediately around her clung firmly around her leg. She released her grip and the latex snapped back into place. Sending a light ripple of pleasure through her body.

The latex coated girl reached for her neck, looking for the seam of the suit. Maybe she could climb out of it like her neck entry catsuit?

She found the seam and scrambled her fingers at it, trying to get them underneath. Unfortunately the latex thinned out as it ended, and the seam was impossibly thin. Slightly panicky now, Aomi stumbled into her bathroom to use her mirror. When she saw herself, she stood stunned.

Aomi was coated from chin to toe in this living suit. The suit was an inky black that was shiny but not reflective. Spreading across this suit were... veins? Four or five gray-white veins ran the length of her body and arms. They seemed to pulse slightly and felt like they pulled a little tighter around her. Two of the veins converged around her crotch, pulling the built-in vibrator [now quiet] tightly into her, forming a little triangular gap between her legs.

Here and there, little blue... jewels? seemed to appear. A few were on each shoulder and some were on her torso. They were embedded in Aomi's latex skin and seemed to glow a little.

Aomi's fingers and toes ended in what seemed like claws... Then it hit her.

The latex-suited girl returned to the book. She flipped through the pages and found what she was looking for. The story of Sade.

She read as Sade received her blessed armor from her benefactor. She read as the plate armor, once on began to smoulder and dissolve, revealing the same latex forged within. She read as the enchanted material spread across Sade's body. Sade knew what would happen. She was no warrior. She was a spy. Receiving the armor was the highest honor her rival's kingdom could offer. She had to maintain her cover, and so she put it on. Little did she know, the armor was never meant to be removed.

Aomi skipped ahead to the end. Sade had spent ten years in the suit that now coated Aomi. It had taken her ten years to find a spellbinder who could remove the suit, transferring it onto the very book Aomi was holding. The book was not a fancy story. It was a vessel. And now that vessel was empty. Its contents spread deliciously tight around Aomi's body.

TO BE CONTINUED