Goal reached! Ring the doorbell!
-CONTINUE-
I mustered the last of my energy and rang the doorbell, gritting my teeth against my millionth orgasm (was it really? I could have sworn it was just one endless orgasm).
I collapsed to the ground, curling into a ball. I was exhausted, but my body continued to be stimulated. I didn't know what was what anymore. I'd lost the energy to moan but my brain cried out in ecstasy. I was too weak to move but my muscles continued to spasm in orgasmic pleasure. I no longer knew the difference between pain and pleasure. I...
The door had just begun to open when my world spun into darkness.
-LATER-
*GASP*
I sat bolt upright. Was I drea- Aaahhhhh...
Okay. Not a 'HAaa...-' Not a dream.
The suit was still fucking going.
I... 'Aaaaahhh...'
"Lie down. Just try to..."
A concerned face appeared over my own.
It sighed. I moaned.
"...just... I don't know. I'm sorry."
I heard another moan call out from another room.
"Okay look. Ju- *aaaahhhh* -nd focus okay?"
I gripped the sheets under me and clenched my pelvic muscles, but the suit was relentless. I could see the girl's mouth moving but I didn't register what she said.
"...ho sent the latex but- *uuunnhhh* -asn't me..."
I tried my best to focus.
"...ore you touch it th- *haaaaaAaaaannnhhh* -it grows on you..."
My eyes glazed over as my body rocked in another orgasm. I clenched my pelvic floor in defiance and felt the orgasm subside, only for another to begin to build in its place. I willed myself to focus on the fleeting moment of clarity.
"...an't get you out, but I can make it easier for you. This is an anesthesia. It will only numb you for about an hour because the suit seems to be able to metabolize it quickly, but when it wears off the suit's going to hit you even harder because it adapts. Do you want it?"
The girl holds up a syringe as you feel your body begin to give in to the next wave.
-WHAT DO YOU DO?-
1: Take the shot. You can use the clarity to get some answers.
2: Forget the shot. You need to go for another round right now.
3: Something else?
Take the shot information and a bit of peace will be worth it.
-CONTINUE-
I could barely feel the prick in the back of my hand a midst what was hopefully my last climax for a while. I rode out the spasms, and as my consciousness came back to me, I felt the movements inside my legs grow weaker.
I closed my eyes and breathed deep, anticipating the complete lack of sensation, but it never fully went away. I could still feel the phantom fingers, they were just... lighter. The suit was still inside me. I could still feel that... it was just... dulled.
But at least now I could concentrate.
"How do you feel?"
For the first time I could regard the brown-haired girl sitting in front of me.
"...Mel... Meehhh... M- eh?"
I tried to say her name but somehow my speech slurred.
"Yes, I'm Melanie. The suit's ah... activities are quite intense, I had to give you quite a dosage to get around it. You're not really going to be able to say much while it's in your system."
She looked at her watch and pressed a button on its side.
"It should last for about an hour at best. You should be able to speak again in half an hour, but that's when the sensations will start coming back too."
I heard a loud moan from another room and turned my head toward the source of the sound.
"Yes, you're not the only one. Look, I don't know who sent out the... latex... but it wasn't me. I... well, I found them. It's a long story. There were ruins, there was a box, and I opened it. I'd stored them safely but somehow... I don't know."
She gestured toward a laundry basket in the corner, in it were a few bundles of black latex.
"Some people had the good sense not to put it on before coming to me, but others, like you, were not so lucky."
Another moan. Someone else this time.
"There must have been at least fifty different pieces..." Mel gazed forlornly away.
I looked down at my body. It was coated in black, and the blackness was vacuum sealed to every crevice of my skin. I could almost see the suit writhing against me.
"The suit, well, obviously, as you've found, responds to touch. But the thing is the more you touch it, the more it changes, and the more it grows on you. I wish I had better news, but as of right now, I have no idea how to get you out. I'm working, trust me, I am, but I just don't know right now."
"As far as I know, any changes you make to the suit, that's permanent. I have one girl who made the mistake of putting a Hitachi on herself. The place was unbearably noisy, at least until..."
She hesitated.
"Well, she couldn't help herself. The latex... it doesn't stop at your neck. I don't know how she's breathing but somehow she can. I think she can see too. I don't really know. She doesn't make any sounds anymore though."
"wha... w-ahnow?"
Dammit, 'What Now'. Was that so hard to say?
"As far as your well-being is concerned, the suit seems to take care of that. All the girls here haven't seem to run out of energy, and some have been here for weeks."
I could feel the stroking grow stronger. I looked down. My face must have conveyed concern because Mel responded right away.
"The anesthetic isn't wearing off. In the other subjects the latex couldn't figure it out until about the 45-50 minute mark. Then from there it takes anywhere from 30 seconds to 10 minutes for it to metabolize it. You're not growing less numb, the suit's getting stronger. Like I told you."
I don't know if what I felt was fear or anticipation. Maybe both. My body felt uncomfortably numb now. The joy of relief had gone and had been replaced with an animalistic longing. I glanced at Mel and felt... anger. How could she judge us, when she didn't know how it felt? My thoughts wandered to the laundry basket... then back to Mel.
I shook my head. My cheeks flushed red. What kind of thoughts were those?
"I'm really sorry, I need to get back to my work, there's... one last thing I can do for you."
I looked at her, my face emotionless. I wasn't sure if that was the work of the drugs or my lame attempt to hide my emotions.
"When the anesthetic wears off... It's going to hit you hard. You... might not be able to help yourself. If you don't want to... If you want the latex to stay around your neck... I can tie you to the bed."
Mel broke eye contact, as if the thought made her uncomfortable. She fidgeted, her legs crossed firmly together. She struggled to appear professional, but I knew better. I flexed my jaw and cleared my throat. I could speak again. Mel broke the silence.
"Its... it's up to you, of course,"
-WHAT DO YOU DO?-
1: Let Mel tie you to the bed.
2: Skip this step. You're sure you can control yourself.
3: Ask her something.
4: Something else?
Sindee is overconfident and feels she can control herself. She skips getting tied to the bed and asks if Mel was at least a little turned on by the crazy things going on.
-CONTINUE-
I shook my head.
"I... I think I’ll passh."
Speech was coming back, albeit slowly.
Mel nodded, looking a little bit disappointed.
"Oh, okay. L-let me know if you change your mind."
"Mel?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you... turned on? I mean, all this is pretty crazy... you gotta admit it's really... sexy."
Mel's face turned bright red, and her body seemed to grow more compact - her left arm reached across her chest and grabbed her right elbow, and her feet pointed in toward each other.
"I... Wow. None of you have been this direct..."
She paused.
"I mean... I guess sometimes you think about it... that way... you know?"
She looked away.
"I guess what I mean is - it’s impossible not to look at it that way but I've got a job to do and that comes first... right? I mean... I'm literally the only one who knows about all this. If I become one of you..."
She glanced down quickly.
"...I didn't mean it that way... I'm sorry, the last few weeks I've just become used to only telling people things... I've never been asked questions and I guess it’s just weird. Look, I should get back. I just received some solvents this morning that I'd like to test against the rubber."
Mel turned away and left, leaving me alone in the room. I could still feel the throbbing between my legs. I could feel it getting stronger. I realized that my arousal had never really gone away and briefly tried to remember what "normal" was like.
-WHAT DO YOU DO?-
There's still time left on the anesthetic, how would you like to spend it?