III-III: Forbidden Fit Extended

There was something off with Lucy, the new intern at the lab. Don’t get me wrong, there’s no normal people at our big facility, but there was some other vibe on top of that. However, she had just passed all of our HR security checks, so picking on her would be toxic corporate culture. It’s not our fault something dumb happened within our walls again, okay?

So, this Lucy, she had a particular interest in getting to work with Enchanted clothes, our new big case. One other employee of ours, Heidi, she’s a wearer, and not too proud of that. Our hopeful assumption was that Lucy was just very motivated to help and wasn’t up to anything reckless, and even if she were, there’d be a colleague to be a positive influence. “No, don’t do that, I tried and now I’m stuck like that.”

And then Lucy stole and wore one of confiscated outfits anyway.

Made up and smelling like a flowershop for porn actresses, she purposefully entered the secluded storeroom and took the exhibit, which was a set of a crop top, jean shorts and hightop sneakers. Lucy put them all on with no underwear beneath and laced the shoes with force of a person who had long decided to do it.

The excitement of knowing that you didn’t just put on some normal-ass clothes, but something that’s going to change your life, it helps with kicking things off. Lucy gasped as the shorts contracted and started invading her. In fact, gasp was merely the first of many sounds she made, while the outfit was retailoring itself to her liking.

The crop top turned to black leather and grew attached collar and sleeves that kept getting longer until they were full length gloves. The shorts were now also leather, merged into her frame, with massive dildos grown inwards to fuck her at all times.

The wave of leather also flowed up her slender legs, ending up in thigh high boots. At first, the base of chunky sneaker soles didn’t change much, but remembering Heidi’s boots clicking against the floor, she reconsidered. The remote to stop it all was right there, but it was not going to be anything other than the harbinger of final news.

“Activation commencing.”

Was she really able to save her first O till the words were said? What a nice bonus! The tidal waves of ecstasy were literally throwing her body around the room. And there was no escape from the pleasure, ever, as the last thwabbing sounds vacuum-sealed the outfit to her, with this grip bringing new energy of life to her movements, to her very essence.

Next time she came to her senses was outside the storage room. Her ID and lab coat to conceal her newly Activated state were inside with no way of getting in on her own. Not that she cared that much, though, as the giant dildos she sealed in herself were already back to life with a single mission.

Apparently, the accomplishment of this mission brought too much attention, as her colleagues were soon all over the place to be terrified, until dismissed by Clem, the research director, who stayed to record a summary of the incident along with Heidi, who was furious over Lucy not following any of her precautions whatsoever and was about to be blamed for the entire thing.

“I’m Lewdi now! Not some “Lucy”!” — the investigation subject struggled to be contained by the chair, as the sensation coming from her outfit just would not stop. In fact, they were getting her quite exhausted already. Was that really such a good idea to dream of being permafucked? Oh, that’s when you decide to start thinking like this? The thought of no more breaks ever made her reach her heaven once more, but what then?

“Your basic instincts were supposed to code in a shutdown mode once you fall asleep from the exhaustion. Other than that, make sure to consume plenty of water and nutrients. You’ll need to fuel yourself.” — Clem said. There was no room for a malnourishment twist on top of what already transpired!