Ellie found herself sitting on the edge of the bench, holding the suit open before herself, the zipper undone as far as it would go, which wasn't actually very far. Her rational mind wondering to herself if she was going to tear the suit, her new found darker self dripping with the anticipation of being inside the open maw before her. The suit had a thin black lining on the inside, a stark contrast to the glossy white skin on the outside. As she stared into the abyss, the darkness seemed to reach out at her, beckoning her to come in.

Ellie took a deep breath of whatever confidence she could find in the air around her, and brought her feet down toward the suit. She felt her skin crawl when she touched the suit... No. When the suit touched you. She stepped each leg into the respective leg holes and pulled the garment up. She blushed and felt herself moisten as the fabric came in contact with her crotch. Somehow the suit... just felt... really... good...

Ellie grit her teeth as she tugged the suit across her hips, grunting against the tightness of the suit as she edged it up her torso. The suit was so damned tight! It clung around her body so perfectly... and the zipper wasn't even done up yet. As she moved she could feel the fabric move a little between her legs, and she could feel herself getting wetter. She was bright red now; the friction between her legs was just a little bit more than suggestive.

She looked like she had been dipped from just below her breasts to her crotch in perfect white rubber. She tugged at the suit, pulling it over her breasts, finding the collar to reach only just over her bosom. She sat down, leaning forward and into the suit to get her arms into the holes. It was an awkward position, the suit was tight around her tummy, but stretched straight upwards towards her neck while her back arched backwards. But Ellie was able to get her arms into the suit and the collar against her neck.

Satisfied with the placement, Ellie stood up slowly, as she did so, she felt the fabric pull tight against her shoulders and crotch. It stretched to fit her, but unlike tights or stockings, which stretch lightly and without complaint, this suit seemed to compress her body, squeezing her waist and somehow lifting her B cups nicely. And oh... between her legs... It was like it was molding to her, the lining was so soft and smooth next to the exterior skin, and now, having become damp from her natural secretions, it seemed to stick to her slightly, almost like it had molded to her folds... it seemed to stick tightly against her clitoris and as she moved...

Ellie forced herself back to Earth, feeling almost ashamed at herself. She reached behind and felt for the zipper, pulling it up her back. She let out her breath as the suit tightened around her considerably. And as the clicking came to an end, the deed was done.

The girl stood up, feeling the suit around her body. It was... so tight. and it felt... so... good... Ellie walked to the mirror, the tightness between her legs forcing her to walk with a little sway of the hip. She looked at herself and gazed upon perfection. The suit, with its perfect white sheen, wrapped her body so perfectly, she could see each breast outlined by their shadow from the overhead light, the suit sucking tightly against them, and yet somehow not compressing them like a sports bra. She could see a little gray area where the light failed to enter the recess in the suit at her navel... and despite how she felt, despite how... tight it felt down there, there was no cameltoe. Instead, she had the most perfect, flat crotch, and as she stood with her legs together, the most sexy little triangular gap formed in her crotch.

Ellie was sure she was literally gushing into the suit between her legs - the suit's lining seemed to soak up the moisture a little, but as it did so it stuck to her skin like a wet t-shirt... I should... jump into the pool. Ellie shuddered as she imagined the wet suit sticking to your body, sucking tightly against your pores... squeezing you tightly all over... Ellie shook herself again. How could she think of all this now! She was stuck here in the PUBLIC swimming complex, until it opened again. The situation was dire, how could she even think of the suit rubbing between your legs, driving you wild with every tiny, little motion...

Ellie stepped away from the mirror, moving to put on her street clothes... You're stuck in here anyway, what're you going to do, sit around and wait?

Ellie stopped. Her darker self did have a point. Maybe she should give in. "Besides," Ellie thought as she checked her watch in the locker. "6 more hours until they open those doors."

Hanging her tank top and underwear to dry, Ellie strode towards the pool, confident in her new swimsuit despite there being nobody to see her. Standing by the top of the stairs leading into the dark pool, Ellie felt a moments hesitation, before she strengthened her resolve and stepped a foot gingerly in. She found the water comfortably warm, and with a sudden rush of adrenaline, surprising even herself, Ellie dove headfirst into the pool, submerging her body in the warm water. The girl surfaced almost immediately, a moan of pleasure escaping her lips.

She steadied herself, thankful that she'd not ventured so deep that she could not reach the floor, for as soon as the lining of the suit became wet, it had seemed to shrink around her, sticking to her... caressing your most sensitive regions. It was almost like... the suit... was massaging you where you want it the most. She found her hand between her legs, some part of her wondered when it had gotten there, but the rest of her moaned as she rubbed the fabric against her clit, her hands merely accentuating what she was sure the suit was already doing. She flexed her body to feel the suit tug against her skin and resist her movements just a little bit more... Her free hand grabbed at the neck of the suit, imagining she couldn't get the suit off! Oh! What a fantasy... Ellie had never felt this way about anything before, but alone in that swimming pool, her body wrapped tightly in the perfect swimsuit she'd just so happened to find, Ellie found her fetish. With a loud cry, Ellie's body rocked in the water as she reached orgasm.