The girl stumbled a little, turning to August with a blank look on her face. August gathered herself, ignoring the toy's decision to switch from dormant to a light buzz... well, she was trying to ignore it.
"S-sorry," the girl mumbled, seeming to snap out of her daze. She looked up at August and her eyes glazed over once again, the sight of August's head tightly encased in ebony under the hood... features perfectly silhouetted within.
August smiled, the girl was quite cute. She'd had short brown hair, and wore a tight, sky-blue tee over a pair of dark shorts.
"Y-You... You're... What are you w-wearing?" The girl stammered, brown eyes not knowing where on August's body to look. She saw that the figure before her had... such a tight cowl under the hoodie...
August, thanks to the toy, felt a bit... naughtier, and decided to tease the girl, pulling a gloved hand out of her pocket, extending it to shake the girl's hand.
The girl gingerly reached out to grab August's hand, failing to stop herself from sliding her fingers against the smooth fabric a little.
"Yes, it goes all the way in..." August teased. The toy began to spin down back to a dormant state, and August's brain began to clear. As it did, she noticed a slight glimmer of light on the girl, between her shirt and her shorts. As the breeze lifted the girl's shirt just slightly, the girl's black, latex coated midriff reflected the light, and something clicked in August's brain.
A sudden surge of boldness, August reached for the hem of the girl's shirt and pulled at it, pulling the girl closer to her. The girl did not resist, and her eyes glazed over once again, losing focus. August laid her hand on the girl's waist under the shirt, feeling the familiar feeling of a body compacted by tight clothing. She glided her hand off of the girl slowly, feeling the slippery rubber beneath her gloved hand.
"It's a latex leotard, isn't it?" August asked, a little sultrier than she'd expected.
The girl's eyes were unfocused, her face suddenly blank.
"Y... Y-Yes, mistress." She muttered.
August's smile twisted to a look of bewilderment. Mistress?
"Uh, I'm sorry?" August questioned. The girl came back to reality, looking up at August's blank face. Her eyes looked... much more alive now.
"It's a Zentai Suit... isn't it?" The girl asked, seemingly having no memory of whatever that had happened since August had grabbed her.
"Uh... y-yeah. Are you okay?"
"I'm... Yeah... alright. No bruises... I... I love your suit." The girl spoke, a completely different inflection in her voice than before.
"Thanks, I love your... leotard." August tried. The girl turned a bright red.
"H-how... how did you know?"
August smiled, "Your shirt's too short... You know, I think we should hang out sometime."
"...I'd... I'd like that." The girl smiled gently, barely containing her excitement.
"I'm August." August extended her gloved hand once more.
The girl reached out, firmly grasping August's hand and looking her in the eye. She smiled.
"My name is Kas."