This is a continuation to marrowtin1's Io Suit story. It is my interpretation of the work and is non-canon. I hope you enjoy it!

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Before her words echoed back at her, the latex that wrapped Mia so deliciously stirred to life, the breaking of the zipper tag broke the seal on a tiny chemical battery, releasing a jump-start of energy through the suit. Tendrils of electricity darted across her skin, under the suit. From her wrists and ankles, the sparks forked and spread across her body like a tingling fishnet. The electricity moved with purpose, pulsing from her extremities, up her limbs and with a loud gasp, finishing with an intense, pleasurable jolt at her clit.

"ohh.. what the hell was tha- Unhh!" Mia, caught off guard by the jolts, grabbed at the counter. She didn't think she was "in the mood", but each jolt was so direct... the pleasure so pure... The pulses started slowly, each of them about 2-3 seconds apart... Each jolt felt like a soft finger, simultaneously ice cold and scorching hot, sliding firmly across her clit.

"Wha- ohhHHh!" Mia fell to her knees, barely grabbing holding on to the porcelain. The electricity pulsed faster and faster, stronger and stronger, and Mia's breaths grew shorter, grew shallower.  Mia's nipples strained against the latex, her pussy began secreting its moisture... which, unknown to her, was immediately being absorbed by the suit, charging it further, pushing it to move faster with each electronic thrust. To move more insistently...

"O.. oh! my.. fucking... oh my..." Mia called out weakly, hoping someone would hear her, "unnhh! the suit... is fucking... the suit... its raping me--uhhhh!"

The jolts pulsed faster at exactly one every 0.8 seconds, and Mia instinctively grabbed at her crotch, hoping to pull away whatever was doing this to her. But as soon as her hand made contact with the suit, Mia's mind went blank. The electricity from her uninsulated fingers flowed directly to her clitoris, and Mia's hips were instinctively thrown into the air. Her body rolled over, falling against the cold bathroom floor. Her right hand stuck fast to her clit, Mia's arched her back against the tiles, her pussy thrust high, trying desperately to pull away from the pleasure.

Her toes curled, Mia reversed the action, turning to her side and pushing her hips back, away from the suit... but it was no use, no matter how far she pushed out her hips, the suit was simply too tight and perfectly fit; no matter which way she rocked, or how far she arched, the circuits that lined the suit stayed firmly attached to Mia's clitoris.

With a loud scream, Mia exploded into the biggest orgasm of her life. Her body convulsed and her voice cut out into a throaty whisper as her muscles spasmed to the rhythm of the suit. Mia had had some serious orgasms before, but none of them lasted past 8 or 9 contractions, but as her pelvic muscles clenched and released, sending waves of pleasure through her body, the suit fine-tuned the jolts of electricity, adapting its rhythm to Mia's natural orgasmic pulses. Mia writhed on the floor, orgasmic pleasure coursing through her body.

The clmax should have been over... at least 20 contractions ago... but the suit pulsed on, forcing Mia's body to pulse with it, and Mia stretched, and she twisted, her breath coming and going in shallow wisps... each pulse grew no less pleasurable... and then suddenly, it missed a beat. But Mia was unable to catch her breath, because the suit picked up right where it left off. Except this time, it had gotten its input from Mia. Her juices charged the circuits, her body setting the clock... and this time, The Suit would give her its output.

Using the single beat to reverse the calculations, the suit's electric connection slackened and Mia's hand came free of her clit, and the thought of finality briefly shone through Mia's clouded mind. But 0.8 seconds wasn't a long time, and the suit started up again. This time, however, the pulses did not originate from her fingers nor her toes. Mia's orgasm continued with renewed vigor, jolts of electricity concentrating at her clit and pulsing out across her body, coaxing the waves of pleasure to spread further through her body. She could feel it dance across her skin, feel the intense climax seep through the fibers of her muscles, rattle the marrow in her bones... And then she became aware of another feeling.

As the invisible sparks spread out from her clitoris, Mia became suddenly aware that each wave drew the suit tighter around her. She felt the net of circuits pulse across her skin, pulling the latex closer, strengthening its contact with her nerves. Each pulse of electricity spread the rubber farther down her ankles and wrists, beginning to form gloves and feet. She could barely think. But she knew she had to get out. Another wave passed over her body and she felt the suit suck tightly against her vagina, a cameltoe beginning to form. Fighting the spasms, Mia grabbed at the only opening: the suit's crew neck.

Two gloved hands under the seam, Mia pulled hard, trying to pull the opening past her shoulder so she could climb out of it. Though the electrical jolt cut out where the suit lifted off her skin, the signals of orgasmic pleasure was inside her, and continued clouding her brain and draining her mental strength. She could barely get the neck line past her collar bone. As the next wave passed, Mia spasmed again, and lost her dying grip on the suit and it snapped shut around her neck once more, tightening a little as the wave swept past her neckline.

Mia reached up again and pulled the neck of the suit. She ignored the next wave to her best of her ability and drew the neck at least 8... maybe 9 centimeters away from her neck, but with each jolt, she felt the suit pull back another centimeter... and then Mia let go. She gave up her grip on the catsuit's neckline, and grabbed at her crotch in a fruitless attempt to stop whatever was there. Her orgasm still had not ended, but the suit was absorbing the acid that built up, charging itself, and stopping Mia's muscles from feeling fatigued or sore.

As the pleasure continued to course through her lithe and writing body, the catsuit continued to shrink around her, forming a deep cameltoe. It was pulled so tight against her pussy that even her clitoris was visibly vacuum sealed in shiny black latex. Despite the intense sensations at her clit, Mia could feel the suit had bunched up and slipped between her lips and deep between the crack of her ass. As she drew another shallow shuddering breath, she felt the suit tug at her navel and she knew that the latex had pulled tightly in there too.

Mia weakly grabbed at the neck of the suit, and tugged at it again, but she could barely get the entirety of her finger under the suit's neck line, let alone pull at it. As another intense wave pulsed across her body, Mia felt the neckline shrink again, forcing her finger out with a slight pop. And then all at once... it was over.

Mia collapsed onto the bathroom floor, curled into a fetal position. As she breathed, she felt the latex stretch tight against her expanding chest. The light played against the girl's liquid skin, shimmering brighter than it did the previous night. Mia's brain was on such a high that it took her a good 15 minutes to come down, and to generate any coherent thought. Mia breathed deeply now, as deep as she could push against the latex.

Still lying on the tiled floor, Mia engaged herself in thought... She wanted to know whatever had just happened... and deep down... she wanted to know if she could make it happen again. She'd never had an orgasm anything like this before. In fact, Mia was pretty sure no woman could even possibly fantasize about what she'd just experienced. She'd had a big O before, it had ended after a measly 9 contractions, and she felt sore for days... weeks!

But now... Mia stood up, feeling the latex creak and stretch around her. She felt completely... recharged. As she stood, the latex shifted to accommodate her body's position. Her shoulders pulled the rubber deeper into her. Her range of motion was... limited. But the catsuit's seams were no longer existent, and the latex didn't pinch her in anyway. Mia was in no pain. She could simply and comfortably bask in the brightest afterglow she'd ever known. How could someone feel so... good... without consequence?

And then she heard the sound of keys turning. Mia threw on a turtleneck sweater and a pair of sweatpants. She tucked her shiny, gloved hands in her pockets just as the door opened.

"Hey, love. Did you see the drill? I left it right here."

"Y-Yeah..." Mia croaked; her throat was so dry. "It's uh... It's outside, by the front door, actually."

"Oh, okay." Jeremy disappeared for just a moment, then he popped back into the bedroom, a triumphant look on his face, "Found it! Say honey, why're you wearing your sweater in bed?"

Mia's breath caught in her mouth. "I- uh... Its really cold today."

Jeremy's face softened to a mischievous smile.

"You know... that catsuit really aught to keep you warm... maybe..." Jeremy considered his words. "Maybe you can try wearing it under your clothes?"

Mia smiled weakly, "Not so easy, boy."

She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "See you tonight, Jeremy."

Jeremy winked at her and made his leave, just as a bead of sweat rolled down Mia's face.

As soon as she heard the front door lock, Mia threw off the sweater. Jeremy was right, it was definitely hot in the catsuit... and in more ways than one. Alone now, Mia considered her predicament. She thought back and retraced the events in her head. She suddenly remembered the way the suit seemed to reshape itself after her first contact. She considered that the tightening of the suit when she was... with Jeremy... wasn't just her imagination... While she didn't know yet that the suit was feeding off of her, she knew one thing for sure. The more time she spent in the suit, the more it would tighten, and the more inescapable her situation would become. With that, the girl walked with drive into her bathroom, reaching under the counter.

Mia, now armed with a pair of scissors, stood tall in her bathroom. She slipped the blade into the suit's neckline and began to cut. Try as she might, the latex of the suit simply folded over the blade, refusing to be cut. She grabbed at the neck of the suit, and pulled at it. With surprise, she found that it stretched easily and she could easily climb out of the suit's neck. Wanting to make the job easier, Mia re-positioned herself in front of her mirror and she got a glimpse of herself for the first time.

Before her was a girl encased in liquid ebony. She was encased from the base of her neck to the tips of her toes. Mia could almost make out faint lines of circuitry, visible under the impossible tightness of the rubber. She twisted around to get a look at herself, and she felt her sweaty body churn inside the suit. She could feel the latex slide across her body, across her nipples... she felt the rubber's firm grip on her clitoris, she felt it budge up and down as she moved...

Mia looked herself in the eye and smiled. She could have one more. Why not? If she got herself out of the suit, who's to know if she could ever feel what she felt ever again.

"Besides, what's the worst that could happen?" She thought aloud.

She placed the scissors down on the counter top. She had no idea how to get the suit to... do what it did to her again, but she was going to try. Reaching a gloved hand deep into the back of her bathroom counter, Mia pulled out her trusty vibrator.

She ran a curious finger down her belly, wondering what it would take to reactivate the I/O Suit... Not that Mia knew what it was called. She traced loopy lines around her abdomen, briefly grazing against her now swollen clit. She was at first afraid that she'd be numb to her own touch, but she found that she was just as receptive to it as she was before... if not more so. She redirected her hand to her breasts, giving them a squeeze. She traced little circles around her nipples and she felt them harden, visible through the tight latex. As her pussy moistened, the suit began collecting her fluids again, filling up its reserve.

Vibrator in the right hand, Mia's left ran down her side, feeling her bust shrink into her waist, feeling the seamless latex taper back out again and wrap her hip so perfectly, feeling the same impenetrable rubber continue down her legs...

She brought the still silent vibrator and rubbed its shaft against her clitoris slowly, pressing her slit against it. Slowly riding it... slowly feeling the pleasure build. Opening her eyes, Mia looked down at how deeply the catsuit rode into her and suddenly wondered if she could... penetrate herself through the catsuit.

Left hand stroking her clit, Mia rested the tip of the silicon shaft at her opening. With some gentle pressure, and a soft moan, Mia eased the dildo into herself. It was a... new feeling. As she pushed the toy into her pussy, her new latex hymen stretched along with it, pulling the surrounding rubber tight and drawing it in towards her. She gasped as the latex creaked slowly across her pleasure button, the material stretching tightly around her hip, as it gathered and disappeared within her folds. She'd barely gotten the toy about an inch in when she felt the suit begin to resist. She changed her grip and pushed again, expecting it to require a bit more force. Instead, an unexpected moan escaped her lips as she thrust the appendage deep within her, the latex suddenly stretching to accommodate it, almost as if the suit knew what was going on... and what needed to be done.

It was a novel sensation, Mia rocked her hips, feeling the shaft churn inside her. She never really got off on penetration before, but this time... the latex that stretched over the dildo almost had a sort of... texture... on the inside. As the purple phallus moved inside her, the soft undulations of the tight latex rubbed against her walls, probably still excessively sensitive from her... earlier experience.

Unbeknownst to her, the I/O Suit was learning. Earlier, the suit only absorbed the girl's fluids as it trickled out of her. But now, stretched tightly around the dildo and deep inside her, the suit absorbed Mia's juices at a far more efficient rate. Its systems were charging quickly now. Just as it was about to begin its modifications, Mia decided to kick things into a higher gear. Vibe deep inside her, Mia pressed down on her clit and threw the switch on the vibrator's base, sending the motor into its buzz.

Mia shut her eyes and inhaled. The vibe was nowhere near as intense as the catsuit's darts of pleasure, but it was definitely more intense than her latex-lined fingers. As the latex vibrated over the toy, it logged a significant percentage increase in fluid production and created an annotation to its previously generated modification order.

With that, the suit sprang to life. Mia gasped as the familiar jolts of electricity began at her fingers and toes, running across her body.

"OooOOOHHH!" Mia's hips rocked backwards firmly as the electricity ran through them and hit her clitoris, proving that the vibrator was indeed far less stimulating than the suit. But this time, it didn't just stop there. As the circuitry jolted her clit, it jumped downwards, a web of pleasure pulsing across the latex that coated the vibe, the wave of pleasure rolling along Mia's vaginal walls. The jolt to her clitoris sent a wave of pleasure that originated outside of Mia's body, but as the web of electricity flowed along the vibrator, a shuddering wave of pleasure spread outward from deep inside her body, the pleasurable warmth tensing her muscles from deep within. As the net of static approached the end of the shaft, Mia's hairs were on end, her nipples rock hard and her body far beyond ready. And then it gathered in the tip of the vibrator and an intense jolt of concentrated pleasure dissipated throughout Mia's body.

"T-This... suit... Feels so FUCKING GOOD!"

Mia almost came, and it was only the first pulse. As the second pulse shot danced along her skin, arching her back and tensing her muscles, Mia felt her knees buckle and she fell to the floor. Her hand still holding the vibrator firmly in place, she dared not to let it go lest the tight latex push it right out. "i.... aaaaahhhhhh~" Mia breathed as the pleasure rolled along the shaft again.

"o- oooooOHHH! My god..." She moaned, her voice raising with the electricity crescendo-ed at the tip yet again. By then, the next wave was already halfway up her limbs. Mia would normally have come by now. Most girls... no matter what biology, would have come by now. But the suit's wearer was unable to orgasm until the pulses came into sync with the wearer's natural rhythm. There were no chemicals or magic, just natural biology. No matter how strong the arousal, Mia could feel it begin to subside before the next wave hit.

She'd lost track of the world, but Mia had been writhing on her bathroom floor, experiencing a single, powerful orgasm that had lasted 12 minutes and counting. But Mia did not feel fatigued. She did not feel sore. All she felt were the contractions of her muscles at a stable rate of one contraction every 0.22 seconds. Mia felt every pulse, but at that speed, at any one moment in time, Mia would feel 12 individual orgasmic waves across her body. Each wave 15% stronger than the last.

"UUUuUUUUUuuuuUUuunnnnNNNnNNnnNNHHhhhHHHHH!!!!!" Mia moaned loudly as the enormous intruder inside her buzzed to life, mimicking the powerful vibrations of her toy before. Except as part of the electronic suit, each vibration was intensified by the static charge it released, adding a constantly growing current that jumped to and vibrated Mia's nerves from within. Tears of joy rolled down Mia's cheeks, forming jagged streaks as she rocked her body in time with her orgasmic waves. Her breaths grew shallower as the suit shrunk around her. Any acid built up in her muscles was quickly whisked away by the suit, keeping Mia perpetually ready to receive a second orgasm... if only the first one would end.

With each pulse the suit grew tighter around her, until it simply was no longer able to shrink. The suit's neckline was now flush with the base of the wearer's chin and followed the ridge of her jaw. The I/O suit had no emotion, but somehow it was satisfied. As the suit flailed about and rocked against the floor, guided by the wearer within it, it knew that it had learned something new today. While its previous wearer only secreted enough energy to power the suit for a 47.2 Minute orgasm before running out of operational energy, this wearer had taught it a more efficient way to collect energy. As the suit powered on past the 240 minute mark, it logged a projection of an additional 120 minutes before it would run out of energy, including the epidermic release of nutrients to the wearer.

Mia was no longer on the floor of her bathroom. She'd managed to relocate herself to the bedroom and lock the door. Mia didn't know how she could go on for so long. She didn't know how she wasn't sore. All she knew was that she never wanted this suit to come off. In between convulsions, she ran her shaking hands along her body, points of contact spreading out the waves of pleasure farther. She'd been writhing on her bed for 4 hours now, but she felt no less tired than when she put on the suit last night.

As the suit moved about on the bed, following the wearer's every move, it briefly wondered why the wearer hadn't taken it off after the first orgasm for the suit to reset, as the sheet of paper left in the wooden box had instructed, and as its previous wearers had done. With each modification cycle, the suit was limited in its ability to grow, so as to prolong the wearer's enjoyment. Without the previous reset, the suit had been able to proceed to the second stage and grow its neck into a tighter turtleneck, stepping towards its goal of maximum surface area over the wearer. The I/O Suit wondered momentarily, whether the wearer within it would be able to climb out of the now tight and unreasonably high turtleneck. One convulsion later, it had finished it's calculations and decided that it was not possible.

Then the suit was happy. It reflected this by increasing each pulse's stimulation by 50% over the previous one. While it would deplete the suit faster, [in exactly 34.8 minutes], the I/O Suit knew that the wearer wouldn't be going anywhere. It would be able to continue its growth in the next orgasm/modification cycle

With the increase in stimulation, Mia slipped out of consciousness, but the I/O suit responded and released a cocktail of supplements to keep the wearer sentient. Mia's body, unable to react to such a strong, single orgasm, responded to the next pulse with a second mindblowing orgasm, and the pulse after that to a third orgasm, and the pulse after that to a fourth orgasm. Mia screamed through 12 simultaneous orgasms before the first one finished its wave across her body. Not that she'd noticed it go, as far as she knew, Mia's climaxes were overlapping, and every 0.22 seconds sent a brand new one on top of the rest.

34.2 minutes to go.