"My hand..."

Liling closed her eyes, her mouth agape in a slow gasp.

The suit engulfed her outstretched arm, grasping her hand in an elongated sleeve. Internal rubber spacers separated each finger.

She reached for the suit's collar, which had rolled into a taut ring around her neck. She clawed at the fabric, but it was coiled up too tightly and refused to budge.

"Ohhh... ah... ah... haaaaa"

Moans escaped her lips as the suit shrank around her, its ribbed interior pulsing and massaging her body, easing itself into perfect place.

"HAaaaa"

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You know you're in for a good time when your suit applies itself to you.