Call out to her

"Hey! Don't touch that woman!" - you stood a little sideways without pulling your tranquilizer out. You had one charge, and you needed to hit exactly, preferably in an area not covered by clothing. The figure slowly turned toward you and you saw close enough this white face with black lips and black eyes. A copy of Myers, if he were a woman. Her coat was unbuttoned and underneath was a white tank top. On her feet were black slacks and simple boots.

"Great, just enough to hit the chest area" - you thought.

The figure was silent, she didn't even open her mouth. It just began to walk slowly toward you twirling the knife in its hand. You were deliberately dressed not as a cop, but as a civilian. You hoped you didn't arouse any suspicions.

The maniac moved sharply in your direction, you were not confused and when she ran up, quickly enough you pulled out your gun and almost at point-blank range shot her in the chest.

"Gotcha."

She flew past you, stabbing you, tearing your black sweatshirt a bit. Taking a few more steps, she fell to the damp ground. The woman who had been watching the whole time shouted.

"Miss, get out of here, I'm from the police department, I'll take care of this."

She ran out of the alley as quickly as possible in an unknown direction.

The figure tried to rise from the ground, but her strength was leaving her. You slowly approached the figure lying on the ground. You quickly kicked the knife away, and stepped on her back. Her resistance stopped. Then you slowly turned her over onto her back. You pulled the dart out of her cleavage and tossed it aside, and began to examine her. She had a good figure, big firm breasts, thin waist, hips, everything was in place. You examined her face carefully.

"Strange... doesn't look like makeup... is it really a Myers mask?"

You touched her face; it was indeed made of latex. There were holes in her nose for breathing.

"Huh... what a quality mask, it even has hair," you fretted a little.

You tried to take it off, but noticed that her breasts were also white. You looked under her shirt, the skin of her belly was white.

"What...?" - Your pussy began to tingle at the thought of it being a one-piece suit. You looked around, no one was around. You decided to at least get her into the entryway. You wondered what it was all about. You slowly took off her coat. As you took off her boots, you noticed that she was wearing black socks. Pulling up her pant leg you realized that they were either stockings or pantyhose. You touched her toes, they were soft, and you could barely contain yourself from smelling them. Increasingly bewildered and burning with curiosity, you unzipped and pulled down her black pants.

"Still in pantyhose... I wasn't expecting that."

Without thinking long you began pulling down her pantyhose exposing her raggy black panties. Your hands touched her rubbery skin, you loved the feeling.

"What, she's wearing a suit anyway, why does she need underwear?"

Pulling down her black pantyhose, you couldn't help but hold them against your face.

"It smells like rubber..."

You saw that each of her fingers was also covered in rubber. And there were even black fingernails. You didn't pay attention and looked at her hands, there were false nails there too. But they were very firmly in place, as if they were glued on. You touched her rubber fingers, and you were a bit uneasy about what you were doing, even though you should have reported it to the police a long time ago. But you couldn't leave it like that, you were too interested. Throwing your pantyhose on your boots, you pulled her top off, exposing her black bra.

"No, that's too much, maniacs are trendy these days" - but you couldn't hide the fact that it turned you on.

You were frightened by the face that was staring at you. Those black empty eye sockets, the little latex nose. And the lips, the black color contrasted with the color of your skin. You gently touched them and felt something soft inside.

"Maybe it's her lips... the real ones."

You palpated them some more, then leaned in and... gently kissed them. You felt it strange, but as if you were kissing a person on the lips, but through a tissue. Pulling away you looked into the eyes, but you saw nothing. When you touched them, you were sure they were black lenses.

You did not unhook her bra and just pulled the straps off her shoulders, exposing her white breasts, they were not nipples, and for some reason you were aroused. You put your hands on her big breasts and slowly squeezed.

"Mmmm how soft...maybe you have pads there?"

Your crotch tingled a little and you instinctively put your hand there and massaged it.

"Fuck... not now, I'm at work..."

You pulled down her black panties.

"Whoa...what have we here..." - you saw a white slit. No hair. You touched it. It were warm. You pulled labia apart a little. Inside the skin was white too, as if a hollow dildo had been inserted. There was even a small anus hole just below.

"That's the design..."

You flipped her over onto her back and your eyes popped open when you saw the zipper on her back.

"It is a costume after all!" - you shouted in your head, and unable to keep your balance, your hands rested on her soft buttocks.

"Oh shit - it really is a costume, and I can take it off..." - Your hands slowly reached for the clasp. You pulled back her hair and found the zipper.

You slowly began to lower it, exposing her fair skin and golden hair underneath.

"A woman? Blonde?"

You lowered the clasp to the base of the spine. It was a girl by structure, her skin was sticky with sweat. You decided to start with the head. The zipper ended at the base of the neck, and you had to make an effort to remove the mask. He sat tight enough on her, but you managed to remove the mask with a squelching sound, exposing her surprisingly beautiful face.

"Such a beauty and..." - you felt a little sorry for her.

Her face was as sticky as if she had really worn it for a long time. She was sleeping peacefully, you couldn't believe that she could be that maniac. You opened the slit on her back wider, continued to take off the suit, you exposed her middle chest and small stomach.

"Strangely, the breasts of the suit are a little bigger than hers, but they felt like real ..."

Trying to pull the suit down to the hips, you were prevented by dildos inserted into the pussy and anus.

"So my guesses were correct"

You slowly started pulling them out, they were wet.

"Apparently she enjoyed it" - you have a tingle from below again.

"Damn it! Not now!"

You forcefully pulled the dildo out of her holes, they were long enough, and from the fact that you pulled out the entire length at a time, she jerked violently.

"Hush, hush, sleep well, I'm sorry for disturbing..." - you stroked her stomach and continued to undress her. You started exposing her slender legs. First plump thighs, then calves. You freed each of her fingers from the latex shell. You were holding a full-length white suit in your hands, very sexy in your opinion. And there was a very beautiful girl lying in front of you. Her face seemed familiar to you, but you were too concerned.

You were now sitting in a stupor, and did not understand why you did it. You should have just handed her over to the police, and now you stripped her naked, and you held the main proof in your hands. But the police don't know anything about the costumes, and you probably left your fingerprints.

You couldn't just handcuff her and bring her in, you won't prove anything, and you let the witness go, and then she wouldn't help you in this situation.

You couldn't take her with you, you would have been noticed. It's a long way to run to the car. You could just leave it here with your coat, it won't freeze to ****.

Your strange curiosity has put you in front of a strange and difficult choice.