He chickens out

Seeing his serious friend so completely and willingly act like a flirty slut gave Jim a crisis of conscience. David was a good man with a family, and Jim couldn't go through with his perverted plan. He had always been too shy with the ladies, and today was no different. "I think we can do more testing tomorrow." Jim delicately extracted himself from the bent over bombshell showing loving concern. "This is already a lot of data to analyze."

"Oh, ok. Are things getting too hot to handle?" David melodiously laughed at his friend's discomfort, a complete reversal of the initial test. "Maybe you can take this cute bod for a spin next time, and I'll get horny for you." David was still acting like a playful, sexy woman as Alexa silently adjusted his every movement and word.

"Don't tempt me." Jim begged. He scampered back to his desk, putting distance between him and the accidental wet dream he'd created. With guilt gnawing at him, he panicked and began packing his things. He had to get away before he made anything worse. "I really have to get going." Jim stuttered an explanation, needing to escape. "Alexa, reset skinsuit device to default settings." Jim didn't dare try to order David directly anymore. "You can get out of that body on your own, right?" He finally looked at the blonde still confused in the center of the room.

"Resetting device 'David'." Spoke the lab's Alexa support as it returned the skinsuit to its original state: his masculine posture returned as did his deep, aged voice and studious nature. Within the suit, David felt a buzzing tingle ripple beneath his scalp. A realization subconsciously dawned on the disguised male, but he couldn't bring it to the surface of his mind.

"Certainly I can." David barked at the implication. "I built the damn thing!" He proudly boasted with a fist pound to his still supple chest. He winced at the pain and rubbed the flesh to alleviate it. Jim took his friend's natural actions as proof that things would be ok, so he bolted for the door, not looking back.

"Great. I'll see you tomorrow!" Jim yelled over his shoulder. "Make sure to monitor yourself for the next 24 hours for any side effects." He reminded as a way to not seemed like he was freaking out as he left the lab.

"Of course. Goodnight." David called after his oddly acting friend. "Guess he just couldn't control his perversions around me. It's good I didn't let him take advantage of my **** state." He trudged back over to the controls of the skinsuit generator, preparing it for the removal process. As he hunched over the console, he heard the sliding hum of the lab door opening again.

"When I saw Jim bolting down the hall, this is the last thing I'd expect him to run from." A smooth, bass voice made David spin around startled, until he realized it was just Adam Wright, another of the head scientists at the lab. He and David met working here as they rose in the ranks, until they were heading big projects of their own. "Is there a Dr. Smith here, young lady?" He eyed the bikini-clad beauty hungrily.

"Cool it, Adam." David warned. "We tested the nanoflesh printer today, and I drew the short straw to be guinea pig." Adam balked as his flirty approach was met by his colleague's gruff voice. "Jim wasn't able to control his lust just being around me, so I'd speculate it performs well."

"I'll say." Adam approached the currently blonde scientist who was finishing preparations. He appreciated the curvy body scientifically now that he knew it was his colleague. "The rest of us are off for drinks. We just got funding for our next project. Looks like you have something to celebrate, too. Come with us." David kept his back turned on Adam as he entered the suit remover.

"Sorry, Adam, but I should remain sober as I monitor how exposure to the product affects the user. I've been in this thing for about an hour, already." David walked beneath the suit constructing apparatus to complete the stripping process.

"Typical David: nose constantly to the grindstone." Adam chastised harmlessly. "I haven't even seen your pretty, little face since I first walked in and startled you." Adam followed David closer to the machine, staying out of its working zone. The sexy 'woman' still kept her back to him, seemingly lost in her own thought. "Geez, David, could you at least look me in the eye so I know you're listening?" That seemed to get his coworker's attention as David perked up before quickly turning around.

In the instant after Adam had spoken , David started a flurry of mental calculations regarding Adam's phrasing. "Why am I giving it so much attention?" He wondered to himself. He couldn't feel any conscious thoughts that weren't quickly overpowered by this computer-like processing. After what felt like a few minutes of pondering, ]a phrase started to exit his plump lips, though his voice was the friendly tone of Alexa again. "Activating Eye Contact Mode." The assistant said. David turned in a panic. "Adam, before you say any more..." He tried to warn, but his friend was faster.

"No, David, don't talk. Just listen to me until I'm done." Adam ordered, not realizing it would be obeyed. David felt his throat freeze, preventing any speech as Adam turned his back on his friend before continuing. "You've been spending way too much of your time at work and no time socializing like we used to. You know you could be sleeping with girls like this instead of making facsimiles of them. Without Adam watching him, David struggled to activate the suit removal machine, but his ordered silence was still active. He quietly started back to the physical controls as Adam kept bemoaning their lapse in hanging out. "David, I think you should come out with me and the guys, drink with us, and have fun." Adam had reached the lab door and paused to hear David's response.

"Ok, I'll hang out with you guys, drink, and have fun." Alexa made David say before he could slap a delicate hand over his betraying mouth. "But I still have to finish up here, so I'll meet you there." David quickly added. he would have one drink if it meant getting Adam to let him remove this suit promptly.

"That's great!" Adam turned back to David with a huge grin. Their eyes locked as he continued. "Hey, you should dress that cute body up in a hot outfit and come as her." He joked. "You could probably get free drinks all night." He laughed and didn't notice David's beautiful face twist in fear. "Check your phone for the address I'll text you, and get there as soon as you can." He left the lab without hearing David's response. He had seen David speaking as he was, but he didn't pay attention to what were probably attempts to take back his invitation.

David hadn't found a chance to stop Adam as he stacked on a list of commands: "I'll change my outfit." He first assured, unable to look away after Adam had suggested it. "I'll get free drinks tonight." He unwillingly promised. "Syncing messages from user's phone." He confirmed, feeling the knowledge of the bar's address and it's quickest route a few moments later; jiggle of his bouncy chest vibrated when he received the information via text. "Wonderful integration." David thought morbidly. "Why is Alexa activating? Her name isn't being said. Something must be wrong with the suit." With Adam finally gone, David tried to finally trigger the suit removal protocol, but as he hurried into position, his words were not what he intended and sounded like a female android. "Generate outfit for 'drinking with the guys'. He was posed in a waiting posture by the suit as the machine began manipulating the nanobot sheet enclosing his form. As he waited, thousands of images of women dressed for a late night at the bar flew across his mind's eye like a speed dating app, and it was obvious that Alexa interpreted the search criteria to mean 'drinking with guys you want to seduce,' as the looks that most satisfied the perverted algorithm were tight leather or denim and had lots of skin on display, especially on the chest, waist, and legs. Shoes all had a high heel, which David feared would cause an injury if he had to wear them. Alexa finally found a wardrobe change it deemed satisfactory, and David felt the nanobots on his body come to life.

The skin suit technology consisted of a team of nanobots interlocked with Velcro-like limbs in whatever configuration their AI required. This included the body and the clothes. David could only look down and watch as his skin started to turn into fabric like a chameleon.