#1 Zipsuits

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LETTER TO: The High Order - Dark Academics Branch and Archives

ON THE ACTIVE USAGE OF ZIPSUITS

BY Sorc. Veridae Tricca

PARTICIPANTS: Sorc. Veridae Tricca (myself) was involved in the wearing and testing of a donated “zipsuit” as an active observational participant. Assistant Kade McKinley provided external supervision and non-participant observation.

Zipsuits have been a recent popular underground trend in which I could not resist the temptation of trying for myself. Very popular at youngster social gatherings, as I understand it, but also seems to have a rather dark side that just so happens to sneak in unexpectedly - something which I now have direct experience with. Very typical of these devices, no? To temp you with something akin to a fantasy or a sense of bracing freedom whilst sealing you inside an ironic fate. Just my type of magick.

THE ZIPSUIT

The contents arrived to my personal quarters after requesting it from an anonymous source. I was informed that this was a discarded suit from a previous wearer, which is practically the only way to find them. Not to worry, I washed it thoroughly.

Speaking of that... I was fully convinced this was going to be a lyminate suit designed to closely mimic the experience of wearing latex. Not that I have a problem with this per se, but the entire trick of the zipsuit is to peel and tear it off only to find another layer beneath, having no idea you doomed yourself to an infinite sprawl of latex hell as you fall deeper into a twisted fantasy. I enjoy a good dark temptation or two, but if you promise me latex, I expect latex.

Well... Some nutter actually did it. I don’t know who, but the experience truly is latex and nothing but latex. “Latexmancy” if I may call it this.

As for other zipsuits, I cannot say much personally, which I find disappointing. I wish to find more in the future if possible so that I may have a better sense of contrast and variation.

PUTTING IT ON

The zipsuit was a translucent off-color blue and produced it’s own veneer of lubricant (which will become highly relevant later). Even after washing it a couple of times, the inside of the suit would quickly become drenched in lubricant. I could not pinpoint what caused it to do this, but it was evidently perpetual and wouldn’t stop. I entered via a backseam with a zipper with no trouble at all, and I braced myself once I finally put the hood on.

The suit goes from tight to even tighter, except now it’s a literal second skin. No folds, no wrinkles. It’s also quite thick. This is a much more restrictive experience than being a lyminal or using lyminate-based morphs: they were not kidding about this feeling like latex. It’s just a perpetual feeling of being compressed.

Also, I was not expecting the suit to adapt my skin tone, thus becoming quite a vibrant green. And of course, I developed cat features, as is typical of the zipsuit. It even spawned a cute little collar with a bell! One that I cannot remove, of course. There is also the built-in heels, but I was already prepared for that. I have heard of different animal types being available, but it’s overwhelmingly cat-themed.

FIRST THREE DAYS

What would be the point of this assignment if I didn’t stress it out a bit? During my first few days, I was surprised by how difficult basic tasks would become. Walking, jogging, exercising and just general work duties would wear me out far quicker than normal, but by the third day, it became much easier. The tightness of the zipsuit is absolutely no joke, I tell you. Talk about unintended side-effects: I might end up with more muscle tone and cardio than I initially started.

The zipper mouth is extremely kinky, but when it’s not kinky, it’s annoying. I can open it up and speak and consume food when needed, but it automatically zips itself back up if I’m not holding it. Sometimes, it will completely stay shut and refuse to open, which bloody terrified me the first time it happened because it remained that way for hours. I slowly realized it was because I kept opening it too much.

And of course, since it’s all latex, I seemed to have become very stretchy and flexible. In fact, I could bend my spine backwards to a complete 90 degree angle - it takes a little effort since it’s a tight experience, but it’s actually quite easy. My arms can stretch out and reach things that are just a little too far, as well. I missed being able to do this quite a bit after turning back.

MENTAL EFFECTS

Within minutes of being transformed, I immediately understood what drew people in. As “Veridae Cat”, all of my sensations were heightened. Emotions were stronger. I was more affectionate and fearless. Thoughts and opinions flowed out unintentionally. I was quite manic at times: I found myself using my claws to climb the sides of homes and various establishments, mostly so I could be on higher places. I would also sneak up behind Curse and Kade quite often, preferably in quiet, dark corners. I was also quicker to snap reactions: I got angry much quicker and would lash out. It was hard to retain negative emotions for any length of time because I would much rather find an outlet for them than to stew in my system. This was the “Cat” personality trying to establish dominance.

In case it’s not obvious, the suit was trying to establish a bond with me so I wouldn’t leave. I was given extremely heightened, happy emotions, and deep intense pleasures. The lyminal morph is quite similar in ways, but this just seems... more intense. Funnily enough, I use the lyminal morph to calm down and relax in most cases. This is the exact opposite. The longer I wore this, the stronger the bond became. I really did start feeling like some kind of dark twisted reflection of my normal self.

THE DIFFICULTIES OF GOING FOR TWO WEEKS

Admittedly, this was not supposed to go for longer than a week. The second week became more of an endurance test. The “honeymoon” period of being trapped in a zipsuit worn off by the end of the first week, and now I was dealing with the pragmatic and psychological challenges inherent with the zipsuit's bonding with my body and mind.

Firstly, I cannot wear my normal garments anymore. My body produces constant lubricant, and everything it touches becomes doused. This is exponentially worse when I’m physically active as lube functions as sweat. I find myself having to wear latex clothes as a practical method for once. Long shoulder-length gloves are a necessity for literally everything, not unless I enjoy lubing up my spell chamber, my desk, doorknobs, food, other people and etc.

Secondly, the zipper lips impacted my mental state more than I wished. It’s not as bad as full silence like a lyminal, but going this long without being able to talk for significant periods is dreadful. I sympathize with anyone who has dealt with this for more than a week.

Aside from the mental aspects, I was shocked to find that this is completely livable. Eating, drinking, showering, bathroom usage and sleep is perfectly functional. I was out in public plenty (not the first time I ran around town looking different than usual) and I never gave a toss what anyone thought. Also, I will point out that zipsuits make you very extra horny. No shocker. I file this under difficulties because I struggled to focus on daily tasks. Near constant disorientation is very insufferable.

SUIT PEELING

From my own experience: the suit would shred and peel off every 5-6 days. The top layer began to loosen up and started feeling more like a traditional latex suit, but once I started ripping it open, I was welcome to my actual skin beneath, which was just more latex. The initial tightness returned and I immediately had to wash off the overwhelming levels of lube sopping off of my flesh. It’s very much comparable to a serpent shedding it’s dead skin to make way for the new one.

By the end of fifteen days (the length of time I stayed in the zipsuit), I produced at least three discarded zipsuits! I have yet to experiment with these.

REMOVAL AND WITHDRAWL

Surprisingly, despite how hard it bonded with me, the zipsuit was easily defeated by a standard reversal spell. When I came back out for the first time in two weeks, it felt like I’d awoken from a sustained drug trip. I am not a regretful person, but I was certainly feeling bad about a number of things I’d done during my time as Veridae Cat. I apologized to both Curse and Kade for acting like a nuisance and I believe they understood.

I asked Miss Kade to place the zipsuits into an undisclosed case with a magick lock that only she could undo. Admittedly, it’s been a long time since I had to deal with post-transformation withdrawl, but here I was, not incomparable to a budding drug addict. I’ll be fine, of course, but I sympathize with those who encounter these suits and have no clue what to do.

END ASSESSMENT

I can only speak for the suit that I was given. In short bursts? It’s fine most of the time. But for longer extended periods? Know the risks, especially the ones I described. Like many transformation curses and morphs, it provokes you and digs into the deepest, hardest to reach areas in your mind. It activates thoughts and feelings you’ve never felt before. It's a dark fantasy, really.

Anyways, I am still left with many questions. This was not as comprehensive of a study as I was hoping, admittedly. Zipsuits are a windingly complex subject.

Does the specific individual influence attributes that carry on in each discarded suit?
Why do other suits seem to vary in different abilities?
Why do other suits seem to affect the mind in a more spiritually intense way?
Do other suits incorporate lyminate or are they all magick latex?

I absolutely plan on future zipsuit endeavors, ones which hopefully test my academic limits just a smidgen further than this one. However, I may only do it in short burst next time.

I will definitely return to this. This begs the need for future clients who can give me their own experiences with the elusive zipsuit.

-V

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