"What on ... it moved!

It's throbbing, I'd better ..."

SPLORT

"MMMMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!"

come on vee you can do this
you wear high heels all the time ..... you do everything in high heels
walking, research, browsing the library ..... dancing! you dance in high heels, .... you clamber over ancient ... ruins in high heels
admittedly not with an ... equine phallus buried to the ... hilt in your fundamental ...
let's just draw a veil over everything else that's ... aahhhhh .... happening between my legs right now
focus vee ... just one hundred yards to my ... hhhaaahhh ... workshop

made it ... barely
i'm ... it is changing colour, don't think i've got a lot of time left

well ... none of the potions & salves worked ... of course not .... that would be too easy

it's not lyminal .... it's not like anything i've ...... aaahhhhh .... encountered before ......

maybe this earth tome ...... what does necromicon mean anyway?

okay vee stretch you have been at this quite a while

click

ooooohhh yessss ... now if this thing could just learn to give me a massage after sex i would probably marry it

nothing at all has worked, all i have achieved is to have more orgasms in a single day than the rest of my life combinednot something to be sneezed at, and i have enjoyed every last moment, but i am no further forward in removing this ancient earth artifact that has swallowed me whole and had it's wicked way with mewith every spell cast, with every multi-orgasmic event the suit ... artifact .... arti-suit? has grown more intricate, more refined ... more sophisticatedat first it was .... mechanical? yes that fitsnow it responds to my desires, my needs, like it knows me better than i know myselfI am scared and extremely aroused at the same time, and i don't know how to deal with this at allI do know that i am exhausted, i have no choice but to sleep and hope something comes to me with a clearer head

with every failed attempt the suit has gotten ever more intricate. and a lot tighter
but there's one teensy little problem
no matter how ornate and beautiful it has become ..... i'm trapped inside it

oh damn ..... i look good, can't deny that, the suit has become so much more ornate and beautiful ....
hang on, have my breasts gotten bigger?!
they have, how the hell did it do that?
well i did pour a lot of magical power into it yesterday
not just my own power, i completely drained several rather potent artifacts
to no avail, it just sucked the power up
converted some of it into pleasure, hence why everything is still tingling
but where did the rest of it go?

well duh vee, into your tits obviously

that can't be all of it surely. i need to read those research notes again....

it's like it absorbed my outfit and mimiced elements of it
The blues and black, the silver highlights
but these embellishments, the baroque curlicues, like it has soaked up the ambience of this mansion, elements of the family crest painted across me
and the other elements, the curves and lines, hinting at something much, much older ......

okay that is everything they sent me, four boxes of their copied notes, photos, lab analysis, ground radar, aerial radar ... you name it, they included it

rumble

ooh i need to eat, hey suit, seeing as you appear to be made by humans i trust you are familiar with the concept of breakfast?

breakfast attempt was a success
hold food to gagged mouth and suit absorbs food and deposits in stomach, fully masticated.
even better i get to taste food as it goes down
same with liquids, water juice & tea are absorbed
feeling a little full so will wait 'til lunch to try other foodstuffs and beverages

asked suit if it wanted breakfast, was answered with a full body throb that nearly made me drop to my knees and come on the spot
luckily i remembered that cabinet full of broken artifacts and device
too broken to repair, but still full of magick and therefore dangerous
rendering them safe is a slow, laborious process, at least it was
now all i have to do is lay my fingertips on them and they are completely drained and reduced to ash and metal flakes.

lunch was lovely, a large cheese & ham omelette and a glass of wine for myself, and the Sceptre of Niveal for my charming companion
an artifact so ridiculously over-powered that to try to wield it means instant death, untouched for 150 years
until i wrapped my slender rubber clad fingers around it and my companion reduced it to ash, metal flakes and loose gemstones in less than a minute
naturally it wanted the precious metals and the gemstones, wasn't sure what it wanted them for until it placed them inside the phalli
the sensation of the rubber rearranging within me ... phew, then it charged them with stored magick
took a while to come back down to earth after that orgasm
now there is a constant low thrum of power between my thighs that makes my knees quiver and my nipples hard
a girl could get used to this

hhmmmm, i know this symbol .... but it isn't my memory, it's yours isn't it, my sweet sexy second skin
i can feel our connection deepening all the time, the closer we get the easier i find it to understand the symbols & inscriptions in the photographs
i think i know what you want ...... and i want it too, because this symbol means symbiosis .....

i realised i'm not the first magick user you encountered since being recovered from the catacomb
there would have been mages at the customs check when you were shipped from earth
but they weren't what you were looking for
i can sort of make sense of the inscriptions now, an ancient earth civilisation that based its technology on magick
a phrase i see repeated ..... the queen has been chosen
who chooses a queen? it was you wasn't it?
the pinnacle of their civilisation and technical prowess, no risking it with iffy bloodlines & cousins marrying to ensure the purity of the royal line, or all the political maneuvering & back stabbing
so they made you, a full body crown, to choose only the best, only powerful female magick users with a positive mental outlook to ensure stability
so you found me, and you didn't hesitate, you took me on the spot
sorry i tried to blast you off me, i was scared
but i'm not scared now, and you don't have to be lonely anymore

do you have enough power?
or would you like to snack on some more of the contents of my to be disposed of cabinet?

THROB

ooohhhh mmmmmhhh that feels good
okay let's dispose of a few more stupidly dangerous devices until you're full

four more dangerous artifacts neutralised, a quantity of precious metals absorbed and spun into intricate runes across my latex encased body, a handful of rubies and a walnut sized white sapphire embedded inside my gag and energised.
i am thrumming and horny from head to toe sweetheart, and only too eager

the queen is chosen, the symbol for symbiosis, and the symbol for fusion
i know what this means, i know the price i must pay
i know not everyone survives this, but i take that risk gladly
i feel your loneliness, your pain, all those thousands of years of suffering
you're not alone anymore, i'm here, and i love you
take me, i'm all yours
heart, body, mind and soul
make me your new queen

oooooohhhhhHHHHH YYYEEEESSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!

ooh my legs feel like jelly

𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝓂𝓎 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃

mmmhh like an armoured exoskeleton, i rather like that

𝒾 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁, 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹

thank you
let's see, you made some small changes, a little more ornate .... i do like the head cage, that's a nice touch
a not so subtle reminder that i'm locked away inside you

𝓌𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓂, 𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑒𝓂𝒷𝓇𝒶𝒸𝑒

and ... something inside me, you've extended the gag down my throat ....

𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊

oh! you've threaded me all the way through!

𝒾𝓃𝒹𝑒𝑒𝒹, 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝓂𝑒 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓉𝒽𝓎, 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝒽𝓊𝓃𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒

oooohhhh aaahhhhhh

𝒶𝓃𝒹 ...... 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝓀𝓎
𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝓂𝓎 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃

it's ... different, but yes i do like it
mmmmhhh don't stop

but what about .... well, using the bathroom?

mmmmm, morning sweetness, how long was i out?

𝓃𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒

nine?! you should have woken me

𝓌𝒽𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒? 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜 𝓊𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓈, 𝓃𝑜 𝒻𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾𝒸, 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓇 𝒻𝓁𝓊𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒
𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓋𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒶 𝒷𝓊𝓈𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓅𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅, 𝓈𝑜 𝒾 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒

this must be such a massive let down from guiding actual queens ......

𝒾 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉, 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝓈𝑜𝓁𝓊𝓉𝑒 𝒷𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓈
𝓃𝑜 𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑒𝓈, 𝓃𝑜 𝑒𝓂𝓅𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒶𝓇
𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝓃𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓅𝓊𝓉𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝓊𝒸𝓀𝓈 & 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓃𝓈 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓋𝑒𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝑔𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓃
𝒸𝓊𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓉 𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓉𝒽 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹

not my vegetables!

𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝒶𝓏𝓎 𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒸𝓊𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝑜𝓃 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒
𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈

oh ... my .... hahahahahahahahahahaha

𝒾𝒻 𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝒸𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁 𝒶𝓇𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝑜𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓂 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒸𝒶, 𝒾 𝓈𝓊𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒹𝑒𝓅𝓁𝑜𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓈𝒾𝑒𝑔𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓅𝑜𝓃

Vee adored the way her hair swished across her glossy latex skin, a little shiver of delight coursing through her.
In fact she adored every part of her beyond skin-tight living latex encasement, entirely covering her from head to toe, coating and filling her insides. Not just living rubber, those intricate patterns of silver, gold and platinum extended all the way into her, intricately laced around the rare gemstones embedded within her, delicately woven all the way up her spine, a slender filigree spun so fine through her brain, connecting them so deeply, so intimately that they could not be parted, able to feel what the other felt.
With her head completely, seamlessly enclosed, Vee heard, saw & smelt with the suits shared senses, she could see & hear magick now, the glowing wisps & almost musical tinkling of natural ambient magic swirling around her glossy skin, sinking into it, then feeling the warm glow as it suffused into her.
It was so utterly intoxicating.
The suit took control of her, forcing her to sit upright.

𝓃𝑜 𝓈𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓊𝓃𝓁𝒶𝒹𝓎𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓊𝓃𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔

The suit was playfully scolding, but beneath was an undercurrent of .... naughtiness.
Vee just knew that there would be deliciously wicked punishments later for her unladylike behaviour.
The suit had become much more laid back, losing the sense of urgency it had awakened to, it was much more sensuous now, and oh so much more inventive.
The gentle, almost casual way it had taken control & made her adopt good posture sent another shiver of delight through the voluptuous blue haired woman, certainly not helping to quell the bubble of simmering heat in her loins ......

Vee caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror again, she couldn't help but admire the way she looked, the blues & black, the silver banding like a cross between bondage wear and high class lingerie.
As she peered at the pictures of the engravings in the ancient earth catacomb the suit adjusted her posture again, head up, shoulders square.

𝒷𝒶𝒹 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁

That low sultry voice put butterflies in Vee's tummy, everytime it corrected her posture there was a delay before she could move again, a subtle reminder of who was in control here.
With the ancient queendom long gone the suit was evolving, adapting into a new role in this new world.
A new role that seemed to include increasingly dominating a certain helplessly aroused sorceress.

𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓋𝑒 𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝓁𝓊𝓃𝒸𝒽 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝑔𝑜 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽

mmmhhh nnnmmhhh mmmm

𝓃𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝒾'𝓂 𝑔𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑔𝒶𝑔𝑔𝑔𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒾 𝓉𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 ....

mmmhhnnnn