*click-whirrrrrrrrr*

Ohh... My mind clouded instantly. The spandex pulled tightly against my chest as I pushed forward against the sudden stimulation. It was as if the vibrations sent a shock through my spine, causing my muscles to twitch and seize... and quite pleasurably so...

*click, click, click - whirrrRRRRRRRRRWHIRRRRRRRR*

"Ah-mmmm..." Tucking my lower lip away behind my teeth, I willed myself to be quiet.

The buzz of the vibrator was barely audible over the rustling of loose covers as my legs slid around under the sheets. I pushed either thigh against the other, rolling my eyes against the incessant pull of the microfiber around me. I squeezed my eyes closed and propped my body up with my elbows to further enhance the arc of my back. My head fell backward in a sensual but silent wail.

Jolts of white-hot pleasure bled into the edges of my conscience and curled my toes, and for a moment, I was no longer just a girl biting back cries of pleasure in the darkness of her room. I let my body fall back into the bed as my gloved hands began to explore my new reality. Panting into the tight mask of the suit, I shruggled against its tight, multi-layered embrace, for I was now trapped in perfect, seamless latex. I sucked in my belly, pushing the taut spandex against my skin with my free hand.

I could feel myself approaching orgasm and quickly. The tight latex that coated my skin shrunk even into my navel, and nothing I did allowed me any reprieve from its sensuous embrace, I wrote, mentally.

Wow, I really... ohh... I really...

*click - Bzzt... Bzzt... Bzzt...*

I had to *Bzzt.* pace myself. My good friend buzzed slowly and *Bzzt.* rhythmically, and I took the spaces between each *Bzzt.* jolt to catch my breath. For a brief moment, there was *Bzzt.* clarity, and with it, my mind began to *Bzzt.* wander.

*Bzzt.* 

I closed my eyes *Bzzt.* Each jolt was so direct... the pleasure so pure... *Bzzt.* ...like a soft finger, simultaneously ice cold and scorching hot, sliding firmly across her clit.

Running my hands across my new suit, I... no... Mia... panted, her breaths growing shorter, shallower. She...

I let out a sigh and fell back to the bed. What happened next, again?

*Bzzt.* 

'Frazzled'.

It was the best word I could think of to describe the feeling. I watched the fantasy fade with some sadness but refused *Bzzt.* to be defeated. I reached between my legs and felt for the remote under my suits.

Wait...

Of the five *Bzzt.* suits I was currently sealed in, three of them had gloves. Eight layers of varying spandex blends stood between my touch and the *Bzzt. Ohh...* remote. My fingers pushed against it's hard surface, but couldn't find a cl-*Bzzt.*-ick.

Where's the *Bzzt.* button??

The jolt arced my back with renewed vigor as I latched on to this new fantasy... except this time it was firmly rooted in reality. I fumbled with the remote but it was clear that it had twisted the wrong way inside the suit and I was now at it's mercy. I imagined the faded patch on my sheets grow bigger as I twisted my legs beneath the covers. I... wait, this is good.

Excited now, I threw the sheets and sat upright. I fumbled briefly for the zipper before releasing my still-masked face. Like peeling the layers of an onion, I freed my arms and torso of the two Zentai suits that formed the outer layer of my chrysalis. I reached between my legs under the suits and righted the remote, switching it off as I did so.

The lid of my laptop popped open, flooding light into my room and blinding me momentarily. I thanked my muscle-memory and quickly entered my login details, two empty sleeves hanging limply off of my waist. Tying my hair behind me, I put on my glasses then deftly navigated to my Sta.shWriter.

Okay... let's see...