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Stepping out of the shower, I sighed and turned to the mirror, tired and beat down from the day. What a bunch of idiots I had to work with, I mused. They honestly couldn't tell up from down most days and even the managers had given up on them. Drying off, I slipped a black shirt on and reached for a pair of jeans without looking. But instead of jeans, my hand came across something sticky and rubbery, and with a jolt I dropped it on the floor, frightened. It looked like some kind of suit, but writhing and alive!

It grabbed onto my calf like a savage beast, quickly wrapping around both legs with a slick sucking sound and sliding up to my waist. My legs felt like they had pins and needles all over where the suit had grabbed on and as it slid up beneath my shirt I could feel my lower half stretching and widening.

"No, no! What are you doing?!" I cried as it stretched and slid around my arms, swelling my chest and thinning my waist. "You can't- Aaauuuohh!" I moaned as the changes took place in my crotch and a lightning bolt of orgasmic pleasure shot through me. The suit sucked and squelched its way up onto my hands and wrapped itself around tightly, bringing the tingling feeling there too.

"Wait-wait-oouuuhhh!" I squirmed and struggled as the suit slowly crept up my neck "Wait! I don't-I don't want-whoaauuuahhh!" Whenever I tried to fight the suit it injected a huge rush of pleasure all over my body, making it impossible to fight off, and as it tranquilized me once again it stretched violently and swallowed my head whole, squirming and squelching until it finally settled. The exertion proved too much, and I passed out on the bathroom floor...

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