Find out if you can help her (lz)

Plum pulled herself to her feet. The girl lay in a fetal position before her, the rise and fall of her breathing almost impossible to detect.

"Are... you okay?"

No response. Plum walked towards the girl, but the girl showed no signs of being able to detect her.

"...Can... can you hear me? At all?"

Plum paused...

...no response.

Plum stamped the ground lightly, enough to make some sort of sound.

...no response.

Plum approached the girl. Her heart was racing. There had to be a zipper... somewhere. Or a seam. How else could she have gotten into this... suit?

She walked around the girl and knelt down before her back, expecting to see a zipper running down her spine, but... nothing.

She cast her gaze over the girl but it was simply too dark to see much. There was a patch of moonlight just next to her. Perhaps she could move her over?

Plum reached out, hoping to gently guide the girl just slightly to the left. As soon as her hand made contact, however, the familiar buzzing sound returned. Plum stepped back as the girl let out a muffled grunt, grasping at her crotch and spasming on the floor. The buzzing continued as the girl thrashed. Plum watched, wide-eyed, as the girl arched her back and held her position, her body twitching slightly in what plum knew was an intense, yet eerily silent, orgasm. The girl held position for the longest time, before she came back down to Earth, laying completely still. As soon as she did so, the buzzing died down.

Plum watched from afar, realizing that the girl could have been screaming her lungs out inside that suit and she wouldn't have known. She would have been alone... alone with nothing but the crushing, inescapable tightness of the suit, and whatever it was that was pleasuring her for what could potentially be eternity.

At least now she was in the light.

Plum looked at the immobile girl. Now that she was lying on her back, Plum could see her chest rise and fall slowly, the mirror-shine of the suit warping the moon's reflection awkwardly.

There was... no seam. No zipper. Nothing. The girl's head was an obsidian ovoid, and there was no visible breathing hole or eye hole. Plum could see the girl's body compressed underneath the suit and wondered just how tight it really was. The girl's navel was clearly visible, but her nipples were not - her breasts were perfectly shaped with no blemishes whatsoever. Despite being incredibly tight, the suit gave her no cameltoe - her crotch was completely flat and decent. Plum began to imagine what could possibly be inside the suit that betrayed its innocent appearance.

Plum looked around the neck of the suit, hoping to see where the suit met the... helmet? Whatever it was. There was a shaft of moonlight that lit the girl's neck perfectly, but even then, the suit appeared completely seamless - the fabric simply continued. It just went on and on in and infinite loop around the girl's body.

Unconsciously, Plum reached out to turn the girl over, realizing her mistake as soon as she touched the girl. Once again, the buzzing returned, but the girl simply curled up and gripped her crotch tightly, lying perfectly still. In seconds, the vibrations died down again.

Plum knelt down behind the girl, her back was completely seamless. She couldn't find any way for her to release the girl from her obsidian prison. She thought back to the statues she saw in the foyer... 'how many more are there?' she wondered.

One last try at communication, but it's risky, because if there *is* anyone dangerous in the house they'll know that Plum is here for sure. She get her phone out and dial 911 but stop short of pressing the call button, then kneel down and put her face right next to where her ear ought to be, then shout -

"ARE YOU OKAY? ONCE YES, TWICE NO!"

Plum squatted next to the girl, finger hovering above her phone in anticipation. The wait seemed like forever.

Then the girl moved. Plum fell backwards, arm still outstretched and holding her phone. She heard the buzzing begin again, and watched the girl twitch as she fought... whatever it was that was going on inside the suit. The girl turned over into a crawl, stopping every now and then to arch her back in ecstasy.

Plum didn't know how to react, except it was now clear that the girl was moving in her direction. She froze, unsure whether to run away again or let the poor girl have something go her way for once.

She could no longer tell if the girl was writhing in pleasure or pain, but the girl's movements were definitely having an... effect... on Plum.

Before Plum reached a decision, the girl's hand landed on Plum's foot. Plum was completely frozen as the girl patted her foot, trying to figure out what she'd just touched. Then, slowly and with a nervous tremble, the girls hand very gently closed around Plum's ankle.

It was then that Plum realized that the suit was... pulsating. It was undulating between her ankle and the girl's hand... massaging her. Plum found herself immediately wondering *where* else the suit was doing this... and *what* else it was doing.

Contact with Plum's skin seemed to drive the suit crazy - the buzzing sound grew to a full-on hum, and the pulsations grew faster and more intense. The girl's free hand darted to her crotch, and her body rocked with the vibrations right at Plum's feet.

Plum watched as the girl seemed to jolt into the air, in what was clearly another mind-numbing orgasm. As if suddenly burned, the girl's hand quickly released Plum. The girl seemed to fall to the floor, but quickly caught herself. She continued to crawl in Plum's general direction, fighting against the suit that trapped her within. Blind and distracted, the girl's knee drove against Plum's shin, and the girl lost her balance.

Plum's heart sank as she felt her phone slip out of her hand, knocked away by the girl's awkward attempts to prevent her fall. It landed on the hard parquet floor of the dining room with a sickening thud. Plum made to reach for it but the obsidian girl landed on top of her, the sudden contact with Plum's body pushing the suit into overdrive yet again.

Plum could feel the suit undulate between her and the girl. She could feel the very fabric of the suit tremble, the vibrations within spreading out far from its inevitable source. Plum could almost make out... moaning from the blank ovoid that was the girl's head. The girl was still in control, however, she traced Plum's body so that she could find her arm, and grabbed it. She pulled Plum's hand up, guiding her to the back of her neck. The girl moved Plum's hand in a scratching movement on her neck, her 'mmph'ing barely audible over the incessant buzzing.

And then she was done. The girl rolled over and off Plum, curling back up into her fetal position, her back turned to Plum, and she laid completely still once more.

The buzzing died down, but Plum's heart continued to race. She took a moment to catch her breath, doing her best to ignore the tingling she felt between her legs, and the wet clinginess of her panties.

-Hint from the author-

1: Your Phone! CHECK YOUR PHONE!

2: Inspect the back of the girl's neck.

3: Leave the girl alone.

4: Something else?