Getting dressed

Looking up from your seated position, you then began to take in the person in front of you. Gloved hands rested on her narrow hips which were wrapped in reflective black latex. In fact, she was covered in it from the neck down, dressed in a catsuit and a corset hugging her stomach. Which explained the lack of breast as they seemed to be compressed. Even then they seem smaller in size. "Oh good, you already have a little gear, " she said smiling wide as she unzipped your hoodie. "But it's not going to match the others, " she continued putting her finger to her chin. While she stood there thinking about something a gloved hand reached inside and presented another catsuit. With a hum, the blonde waved her hand and it disappeared before walking towards you.

"Did you come here with anyone, " she asked as she started to kneel. Shaking your head, you began to focus on her hands as they explored your exposed legs. Running them up and down you calves but never roaming above the knee, "come to meet someone, " she continued, grabbing one of your heels. You only gave a shrug as you couldn't really tell what she meant by "meet someone, "

She suddenly looked over her shoulder and nodded, pulling off the shoe. Following the angle of her head, you saw another outfit of a latex crop top with a high collar and boy shorts with a hole where the crotch was. "So you like it?" the blonde asked as she rose up from her knees.