"It's bloody cold!"

Jessie was shivering. She was alone in her room surfing the web, but the heater was down and she was absolutely freezing.

She scrolled by a few more reddit posts, overly distracted by the chill in her room. It was when she came across a post from one of her subreddits that she got the idea... The post was from /r/latexunderclothes and Jessie's mind went straight for her new suit.

Jessie'd always been into latex. Well, that's not accurate. She was always into... well... suits. It had to be tight, and it had to be all-encasing. She loved the feeling of inescapability that came with a full, one-piece outfit. A shirt? you can just pull it off over your head. A pair of pants? you can pull it off downwards. but a suit... Pull that over your head and it grinds into your crotch. Pull it off like a pair of pants and your shoulders resist you. It wasn't easy to take it off... and Jessie liked that about it.

Her parents were always so conservative, though. When she was young she never got her own one-piece swimsuit that she wanted so dearly. It was always tankinis. Gymnastics? pah. "too revealing", they said. Leggings? "my daughter isn't a slut!"

Absolutely ridiculous.

So when Jessie left home to pursue her undergraduate studies, there was only one thing on her mind. As soon as she had settled down, she'd gotten herself a one-piece swimsuit from a nearby sports shop. It was way too small for her, but when she put it on... the way the fabric slipped between her legs... the way it caressed her body. Jessie was hooked.

She had her fun with it, but the idea that it could so easily be slipped out of bothered her. It just wasn't the same when you knew how easy it was to take it off. And then she found it.

Some local tech business came up with the idea, and were looking for early-adopters to try it out. She'd stumbled upon the post on reddit and was one of the first few to respond.

It was a catsuit. Made of a latex-esque material, the suit had a back-zipper that was pathetically short: it ran from the back of the neck down to just below the shoulder blades. It also sported a zip that ran through the crotch. The company warned that donning and doffing would be tricky... Just as she liked. But she'd only just read the first paragraph.

The suit was not conventional latex. It was a web of circuitry embedded into what they were calling 'lycratex'. It was what they were hoping to test. The suit had the softness and compressive texture of lycra, but had the shine and slippery feeling and look of latex. It was waterproof and airtight too. What the company was trying to sell, however, was the fact that the material could alter its form with specific electrical impulses. These impulses would be sent from a thin, flexible control box embedded into the back of the suit, which was why the zipper had to be so short.

Though the company's goals were for space-suit creation, they recognized that the best way to get people to test it for free, was to adapt it to what people wanted. The suit they offered was preprogrammed... for pleasure. the wearer could slip on the suit and call out commands, causing the suit to tighten around them, vibrate in certain... regions, or even to simulate a lovers' playful tongue. What caught jessie's attention, however, was that the wearer could call out 'lock for 1 hour', and the suit's zippers, which were made of the same material, would simply alter themselves away, forming a seamless, full body suit that would be locked on for the specified amount of time. The suit would then be unresponsive until the duration was over.

Jessie ordered one without hesitation... That was months ago.

When the suit arrived two weeks ago, Jessie was in the middle of her mid-semester essay rush and couldn't spare even a single brain cell to think about it. In fact, she'd almost forgotten about it. But now that she was sitting here, in her freezing room, her thoughts turned to the box in the back of her closet. She could... try it on.

But no. her flatmate would be back within the hour.

Then again... all her flatmate did at these times was to jump into the shower and retire to her own room anyway...

"I should probably just wait for her to come back and go to bed..." Jessie thought, disappointed.

Or... she could take a feather from the figurative hat of the girls from /r/latexunderclothes and wear it under her clothes until her flatmate retired...

There wasn't even a second's hesitation.

Jessie got up and reached behind her closet, pulling the FedEx box out. She briefly wondered if she needed to find her box cutter, when she realized that the top of the box lifted right off, revealing a neatly folded, shiny black fabric within. She lifted the clothing out of the box, catching a small card as it fell out.

The top of the card was about 5-6 paragraphs about non-disclosure and some lawyery terms and conditions she didn't bother to read into. It was the standard stuff. When she placed the order a representative had went over the details with her over the phone already anyway. What was more interesting was the table at the bottom of the card. It was a list of keywords that she could use with the suit:

The Following Keywords (in any variation of the word) can be used with the suit; an electronic copy of this list will be emailed to you as the device is updated with new features.
1: Tight/Shrink - Shrinks the suit [Reverse: Loosen, Release]
2: Turn On/Play - Suit will execute arousal subroutines; intensity grows with time. (please refer to electronic guide for details) [Reverse: Turn Off] [NOTE: Not cancelled by orgasm]
3: Vibrate - Escalate vibrations in erogenous zones [Reverse: Weaken]
4: Grow/Penetrate - Self-explanatory (for details please refer to electronic guide) [Reverse: Retract]
5: Finish/Orgasm/Come - Self-explanatory (for details please refer to electronic guide) [Reverse: Upon Completion]
6: Zip Up/Down - Controls back zipper.
7: Lock [Duration] - Locks the suit for specified duration. (refer to electronic guide for syntax information) [NOTE: Suit will not respond to all reversal commands for the duration and will only release the wearer once the duration is over. Duration longer than 2 hours must be confirmed with the command: Set)

Jessie felt like she was already halfway there as she read the card. Flushed now, she turned her attention to the suit. It was exactly as described... except, quite a bit larger than she'd expected. It was a brilliant ebony that was almost reflective, and it felt as slippery as latex, but did not have the stiffness that she'd expected from rubber. She held it out and undid the zipper.

This was it.

Jessie's left leg went in first, and as soon as it did, she understood why the suit seemed large; as soon as the inside of the suit came close to her skin, she felt a static tingle and felt the material cling to her skin, shrinking down to a perfect fit as it did so. Jessie was soaking wet now. She had to get in, and fast!

She was excited about the shrinking of the suit but found it to slow her down as she pulled it on. But she persisted and once she was into the suit up to her knees, she'd found that she could roll the fabric of the suit up and unroll it over her skin. She paused, feeling the tight caress of the fabric... it was so much tighter than anything she'd known... and she'd barely gotten started. She rolled the suit up across her thighs, feeling the pleasurable tingle inch up her legs. Once she got into the flow of it, it was so easy. Almost like the suit was adhering itself to her, sealing her in. She held on to that fantasy as the fabric rolled up against her inner thighs. She stood up and pulled the suit around her crotch, her mind blanking as the suit tickled her clit, shrinking around her sensitive regions and slipping between her legs.

Jessie gathered her senses from the floor and carried on, as the static faded. She guided the suit up around her torso, feeling it cinch her waist slightly. She gasped as the suit shrunk into her navel, outlining it clearly from the outside. She eased her hands into the gloves, the suit's opening now bunched up around her shoulders. She'd barely shifted her body when she felt the tingling move up her upper arms and across her shoulders, the suit unrolling itself into place around her.

Jessie guided the turtleneck collar around her neck and reached for the zip... But the positioning was awkward and she couldn't quite reach it.

"Zip Up", Jessie tried.

Jessie gasped as the suit tightened around her chest. There was a slow, ominous clicking noise as the zipper began to close behind her. Jessie panicked, realizing that she would be unable to reach the zip if it was fully closed.

"ZIP DOWN!" Jessie called out.

The suit began to loosen as the zipper did as commanded. Jessie sighed, relieved she was in control. Confident now, she commanded the zipper to close again, and it did so. She stood in the middle of her room, imagining the suit was sealing her within through no interaction of her own. She felt the collar cinch her neck tightly as the zipper climbed its track.

And then there was silence.

The zipper was closed. Jessie was sealed.

Before Jessie could consider what she would do next, the suit stirred to life. It began to writhe around her, adjusting its fit across her body. Waves of pleasurable static coursed over her skin as the suit tightened around her, forming itself perfectly. Then all, at once, it was over.

Jessie was breathing hard. She picked up the card and realized she'd missed the warning that the suit would settle like that... and she'd wished it'd do it again.

Then she heard a key turn in the front door.

Hurriedly, Jessie threw on her hoodie and a pair of track pants. She grabbed her blanket and wrapped herself up, hiding her gloved hands.

"Jessie! Get out here and say hi to my friends!"

Jessie's heart sank.

"They'll just be here for like an hour or so, you never meet anyone!"

It was partly disappointment that she felt, but mostly, Jessie was afraid... afraid that she would be caught wearing the suit... the thought of it... actually turned her on. But it was not a risk she was willing to take. Then her bedroom door opened.

"Jessie, get out here!"

Jessie blushed. Reluctantly, she complied.

There were 3 other girls outside with her roommate. Jessie hurried through the introductions, refusing to shake their hands because she 'had a cold'. They sat around in the living room and Jessie joined them, awkwardly wrapped in her comforter. She sat there quietly as they chatted, Jessie barely paying attention. She was so distracted by the black lycratex that clung so tightly to her clit... the way she could just rock oh-so-slightly to get some feeling out of it without them noticing...

"...I know! The girl was so drunk! And Matt just wouldn't leave her alone!"

"Yeah! What a creep. He's only into her because of that dress she was wearing..."

"Totally. That dress was so TIGHT!"

Jessie's eyes widened. The suit responded almost instantly. It shrank around her, responding to the verbal command. Jessie squirmed in her seat, the suit was stretching across her body, rubbing against her as it did so. Jessie closed her eyes and turned her head down, hiding her arousal.

"Yeah! what a skank, I mean, there's TIGHT, and then there's TIGHTER, and then there's her dress. Oh and her TIGHTS... Bright red? Really?"

Jessie thought she could cry. With each utterance of that word, the suit shrank around her. She could have sworn she could hear it creaking. She involuntarily clenched her pelvic floor and felt her lips squeeze the zipper between her legs, she bucked her hips slightly to pull her sensitive clit off the cruel tease of the zipper, but as she bucked away, the suit shrank farther, pulling the zipper tightly against her. There was no way off of it. Jessie's face was flushed. All she could think of was her second skin as it shrank around her cruelly.

"Oh but Matt's friend! He's so hot! I don't know about you girls, but he's such a TURN ON!"

"Aaah!" Jessie squealed.

Jessie barely heard what the girl said, but the suit definitely did. Jessie exclaimed in shock as the suit began to pulsate around her, sending light jolts across her skin, playfully licking her thighs and nipples. She squirmed in her seat as the pleasurable sensations teased her, moving ever so slowly up her thigh...

"Hahaha, Jessie, you haven't even met the guy yet!"

"Give her a break! A girl can fantasize. She's a GROWn woman. She can do what she likes."

Jessie gave the girl a look that was half anger, half pleading. She bit her lip as she felt something stir between her legs...

"Oh! Speaking of fantasies... that thing I ordered? It arrived in the mail yesterday!"

Jessie wasn't even listening. She clenched her muscles, fighting the suit's slow but steady advances.

"Ooooh, have you tried it?"

She could feel the protrusion force the suit to tent up slightly between her legs, the added pressure pulling it into her with more and more force.

"Not yet, but i'm so excited to!"

Jessie exhaled sharply, biting her tongue hard to silence her moan, as the suit won out, the half formed dildo thrusting sharply into her. The phantom tongues licking her pelvic area, threatening to hone in to her pleasure button. The waves of pleasing static across her body growing more persistent and more intense, the caressing of her nipples growing to a light rolling... Jessie was bright red. She weakly popped her hood over her head. She wanted to excuse herself, she wanted to just tell them she was feeling ill, but she knew that if she just moved ever so slightly, she would fall over the edge. she knew that if she opened her mouth, even to cough, her body would betray her. Jessie clenched her lips, pulling the blanket tighter around her.

"Oh you have to tell us how it is! I don't know if it'll be as good as the Hitachi, but that thing is huge! I like the idea of something smaller."

"You'll like this then... It's small enough to hide, but its got a damned powerful VIBRATION."

Jessie's heart cried. But her face remained stoic. Her mind went blank as the suit buzzed to life inside her. Jessie lifted off her seat slightly, arching her back. The suit was fucking her in front of her friends and there was nothing she could do about it. She pulled her hip back, a fruitless attempt to evade the toy inside her, but it was no use.

"Does anybody hear that buzzing sound?"

Jessie's heart sank.

"Oh! It's my phone! Sorry girls, I have to take that."

Relief did not come to the poor girl; the suit's phantom tongues stroked against Jessie's clit, the jolts of electricity joining them. She could feel her pussy throb pleasurably under the suit...

"Sorry girls, I think I have to go... My roomate got locked out of the house again."

"It is quite late. I think we should all call it."

"It was nice meeting you Jessie!"

"Oh no, I don't have my key either! This sucks!"

"You'll have to call a locksmith!"

"I know... but then we'll be stuck outside... We'll probably have to sit outside and watch him play with the LOCK FOR like TWELVE HOURS."

Jessie's heart sank. Midst the throes of pleasure, she'd heard the keywords spoken, she thanked the company for their foresight in requiring additional confirmation for long locks.

"...It's not going to take that long."

"I'm sorry, I just get upSET with myself for stupid things like this, you know?"

Jessie hadn't even realized it, but the suit had heard what it needed to hear. She didn't notice the back zipper begin to disappear... Her guests began to leave.

"Aww, don't worry, i'll go with you and stay with you till he gets here. Jessie, just don't put the dead lock on our door, okay?"

Jessie nodded slowly, willing the girls to leave. She wanted them out, NOW.

"COME on girls, lets go."

The door slammed shut; but Jessie's night had only just begun. She was sweating bullets under the comforter. She threw off her clothes as the vibrations intensified. The pulsing of the suit strong enough to force her hips to buck every so often... The suit's vibrating dildo grew stronger, starting to thrust into her in time with the suit's pulsing. Jessie fell to he knees as the licking of her clit elevated to a strong vibration, buzzing violently against her. The vibrations were so powerful that she could see the suit quivering against her skin, her muscles trembling under the immense stimulation. On her hands and knees, Jessie moaned loudly, her pelvis thrust backwards into the air, arching her back. She felt herself lose control of her muscles as she reached the biggest orgasm she'd ever had. The orgasm seemed to last forever as she rocked her hips in the air. Her hand reached down to grab at her crotch - she could feel the vibrations through the suit. she pressed the suit into her, willing her orgasm to drag out longer.

"It's so fucking TIGHT!" Jessie screamed, the suit tightening around her, reminding her of the verbal commands.

"AAAaaAAAAHHHH IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!"

Jessie felt her orgasm begin to subside. The suit had not stopped its arousal program, and continued to vibrate against her clit, albeit slightly weaker. Jessie didn't even want to think about her predicament right now. She wanted more.

"COME ON! COME, COME!" Jessie screamed. She felt the suit's vibrations intensify again. She rolled over on her back and thrust her hips upward this time, feeling the suit pull tightly against her crotch, forcing the dildo deep within her. She wanted more.

"GROW!" The suit responded, the vibrator within her filling her out more. "GROW!" The vibrator filled her out as much as it could. "GROW!" The vibe in her pussy could grow no farther, and the suit responded. Jessie squealed as she felt another invader enter her from behind. "RETRACT!" Jessie had never dared to try butt play, she wasn't ready for this. She called out for the suit to retract; but it was useless. in the locked state, the suit was unable to respond to any reversal commands... Jessie just thought she'd had the wrong command...

Then the buttplug began to vibrate. Jessie moaned, not expecting the sensations that followed. It wasn't that it felt amazing on its own... it was the feeling that she was being completely encased in this material... this suit that wholly covered her body, inside and out... the feeling of full encapsulation. Jessie moaned.

"...grow." She called. She wanted the full experience. she wanted to be wholly owned by the suit, just for a while. "grow, grow, grow." She said, briefly considering that she might regret this. She felt the suit fill her out completely. She stretched her body, feeling the vibrations pull tightly against her, feeling the protrusions shift around inside. She could feel another orgasm approaching fast. She pulled her shoulders high, digging the suit's crotch into her. She arched her back and rocked her hips, her hands pressing the vibrations tight against her pussy.

"TIGHT! TIGHT! TIGHT! TIGHT! COME ON, TIGHTER!" Jessie called out. She didn't even bother to wait between commands. She didn't care. She felt the suit shrink around her further. The vibrations were so much more intense when they were being forced against her. There was no way she could move, nothing she could do... no way to arch her body to get away from it. she was at the suit's command now. Not the other way around. she grabbed at her crotch, pulling at it to confirm her fantasy. She tugged, but it was no use. The suit was so damned tight, she couldn't even bunch up the fabric. she could barely bend her fingers.

She looked down on herself: the black fabric was shimmering, quivering from the intensity of the vibrations. She couldn't tell anymore if it were her muscles or the suit that was vibrating. She threw her head back and screamed in pleasure as the suit fucked her to oblivion. Her toes curled as far as they could go, her back bent backwards, her hands gripping her crotch tightly, Jessie called out loudly as she came over and over again. She felt her consciousness begin to slip and she forced herself to stand. She made her way to the front door, falling to her knees ever so often as she reached orgasm after orgasm. She reached a gloved hand up to the door and slid the deadbolt into place.

She felt the arousal subroutine of the suit intensify further, her last command to 'COME ON, TIGHTER' reaching its turn. She felt the vibrations first, then the suit began to tighten. She felt the fabric pull tight against her clit, sucking so tightly that she could see her clitoral hood framed through the material. The suit's vibrations were intense and all encompassing. every millimeter of her pelvic region was coated in the lycratex that refused to stop fucking her. Jessie fell to the ground as she came again.

-------

Jessie awoke to a powerful vibration between her legs. the arousal program of the suit was still running, and ever minute it grew more intense. She could still control herself, but it wouldn't be long before the program that was meant to simply keep her 'in the mood' would be powerful enough to send her over the edge endlessly. Jessie had to get out.

"Zip Down" She called.

"Zip Down!"

Jessie moaned softly, the suit had settled into a position that felt so much better...

She looked down at her crotch and her heart sank: the zip was gone.

"The zip..." Jessie reached behind her neck, scrambling to find the zipper. But it was just one solid piece of lycratex.

"ZIP DOWN!" Jessie called. But she already knew it was useless. Was she locked... for twelve hours? Who said SET? Jessie struggled to remember, the suit's vibrations willing her to forget; to just enjoy the moment. And then she recalled: "I'm sorry, I just get upSET with myself for stupid things like this, you know?"

Jessie was frantic. She grabbed at the neck of the suit, pulling at it, but it was useless... it was too tight. Jessie tugged at it... half heartedly. The suit had a far more convincing argument. Her tugs at her neck slowly devolved into weak caresses, as she ran her gloved hands across her body... her body... her smooth, shiny body. It was perfect. seamless. The suit tucked away all her imperfections, squeezing her body into one of perfection. She tried to pull at it, but it was so tight, there was not a modicum of loose fabric for her to grip on to. Jessie felt the suit's vibrations intensify. She felt the protrusions filling her so fully.

When the dildo would grow no farther, the suit grew a buttplug. what happens then, when the buttplug would grow no further? Jessie considered testing it out... something in her mind telling her not to. But then the suit drove a hard argument as it began to squeeze her clit gently along with the vibrations.

"Grow."

The plug in her behind grew just a little, reaching its limit. Jessie winced.

"...grow."

The plug did not stir. Jessie felt the material grow elsewhere: her neck.

She felt the fabric start to coat the underside of her chin. Jessie panicked slightly, then realized - she's already stuck in the suit. why not have fun with it?

"Grow. Grow. GROW"

Jessie felt the fabric spread around her mouth, climbing the back of her head; it seemed to guide her hair down into the suit neatly as it did so. The suit left a hole for her mouth. "Grow." The suit continued, sealing her nose, leaving two holes for her to breathe through. "Grow."

The fabric spread across her skull, finally meeting itself at the top. Jessie ran her gloved hands across her smooth head: she felt the fabric, seamlessly coating her body. From head to toe, Jessie was coated in ebony. Save for holes for her eyes, nostrils and mouth. They were ugly. They were... wrong. Jessie hesitated. But the suit convinced her otherwise as she felt its lovely caress cradle her head... as she felt a warm tongue lick her cheek. She wanted the suit to be able to kiss her on the lips.

"grow."

The suit covered here eyes, tightly forcing her eyelids closed.

"Grow." She felt the suit seal her nostrils... Jessie panicked momentarily, she took a few panicked breaths of air and found that she could still breathe: She could not see, nor could she feel what was going on there, but somehow she could breathe through her nose, she could feel the fabric stretched tightly across her nostrils, but she could still breathe. Inspired, Jessie called out one more time:

"GROW."

The suit coated her lips, and a phantom mouth kissed Jessie, a tongue probed her lips, but it would not make out with her. It would not part her lips. Not without the command. But before that...

"Tight. Tight. TIGHT. TIGHT. TIGHT TIGHT TIGHT TIGHT TIGHT." Jessie called out, her speech slightly impeded by the fabric squeezing her jaw closed.

"Grow. Grow. Grow. Come. Come. ORGASM. COME. COME. COME. COME. COMMMMPPH. MMMPH! MMMM!" Jessie called out, queuing the command to 'come' as many times as she could until the suit tightened enough for her jaw to be squeezed shut. She felt the suit shrink mercilessly around her. She could feel it shrink tightly around every pore, every little blemish in her skin. The incessant vibrations between her legs pulling tighter and tighter into her. Then the command to grow came. She felt the tongue play with her lips. She kissed the suit. The suit kissed her. She hugged her body, as she kissed the suit that wrapped so tightly around her face.

She felt the suit's phantom tongue probe at her lips, and she pushed her tongue out to meet it. She felt the 'tongue' part her lips, entering her. She knew it was the lycratex growing into her mouth. But devoid of sight, Jessie could have sworn there was another girl making out with her, the suit's sensations were so realistic. She felt the suit grow ear buds into her ears, silencing the world around her. All she could hear was her own heart beat, and the steadily rising sound of the suit vibrating.

Then the suit could 'grow' no more. Jessie went straight to heaven as the suit began working on the first 'COME' on its list.