The Shell by LonelyZentai
A lovely little mechanization / robot-suit story by LonelyZentai following Kayla going a bit too far with her curiosity. Getting one of the high-tech exosuit kind of garment, she had been somewhat obsessed with, ever since she first learned of it. Secretly sneaking into the facility that produced them, she swiftly gets dressed in the tight, zipless undersuit and begins assembling the entire suit. Bit by bit, she builds up the fantastic exoskeleton like shell and has mind-blowing experiences playing with it afterwards. The problems just arise when some errors occur when trying to disassemble the shell…
Kayla Haley was a technician at Kushniya Industries... until her curiosity got the better of her. Being of a... naughty... turn of mind, Kayla snuck in to the testing facility after hours and found a... special suit. It was a futuristic looking thing. It consisted of a one-piece neoprene-latex undersuit, over which, components would be attached to to form a hard, yet snug exosuit. It looked like something out of a science-fiction movie, but its purpose was significantly dirtier. Unable to resist the urge to satisfy her unique... tastes... Kayla put the suit on.
She stepped into the zipless undersuit through the neck, unsure what to make of the fit. It looked and felt baggy, yet it still clung to her body in the way only the tightest of clothes would. She found the fabric to be extremely malleable and stretchy, yet tightly compressive. She picked up the neck-piece and examined it. The neck-hole was about twice the size of her head. She put her head through and found that there were contact points on the undersuit and on the exosuit. She aligned the neck-piece to her undersuit and felt the two parts press together, as if attracted by strong magnets. Instantly she felt a surge of energy flow through the undersuit. It began to tighten around her slowly, like a sensual massage starting at her toes and finger tips, moving down her limbs. The tightening passed her shoulders and the suit squeezed and massaged her breasts, at the same time the tightening climbed up her thighs, and sucked tight against her pussy. The suit began to shrink against her sensual regions; the fabric running from her shoulders to her crotch shrank even more than the rest of the suit, pulling the crotch of the suit tighter against her flower. She rocked her hips and felt the fabric grinding against her clit... She could finish herself by just rocking her pelvis on the spot.
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| Reading time | 10 minutes |
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