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Chapter 11 by adventail
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On the way to home
Today the pieces of your puzzle began to come together.
"They must have noticed the disappearance of one of their recruits, which means it's dangerous to try to find the entrance to their hideout yourself. We'll have to find the other maniacs and see where they take the girls they didn't have to kill. I can't believe the police haven't even been able to trace their routes in all this time... I mean, they're just useless... At least Kyle's helping me out... Maybe I can get into their "secret" base in this bodysuit. But we need to find another one... But it seems to me that I felt much more excited inside this bodysuit than usual... or I imagine things"
With these thoughts you finally made it to your house. There was still time before Kyle arrived, so you decided to prepare to it. It was a dangerous venture after all, but you were sure he would understand.
Entering the room, the bodysuit was waiting for you, which you hung on a makeshift beam from a mop. The rubber itself had already dried, and its hair was even more lush after the water, as if it were real. You slapped yourself on the forehead when you realized you hadn't hung the laundry you had thrown in the wash. Very quickly you began to hang the laundry, of course it wouldn't be dry in time for Kyle's arrival, but at least it was something.
"I also have to figure out what to tell him. If he asks where I got it from? I'll tell him... did I buy it? No... Stole it? I don't know... Knocked the girl out, stripped her naked and left her on the street, taking her entire set of clothes? Yes!"
This kind of thinking cheered you up a lot, but it didn't make you feel any better. You took off the latex bodysuit and put it on the bed. The suit did look creepy from the outside - pale skin, black lips, zero emotion on its face. But if you look closely, and if you're that "type" of person then you might find it very sexy.
You began to wonder if this bodysuit had any effect on the wearer. At the same time, you began to take off your police uniform and began to change into your home clothes. You chose not to take off your tights, as you enjoyed wearing this feminine attribute of clothing. You wore shorts and a light white top.
As you watched and thought about the bodysuit that was on the bed, for some reason your pussy began to tingle a little, even a little more than usual. You bit your lip and turned away.
"This has never happened before... Why do I feel like this..."
Your hands already seemed to be reaching for your sweet spot as the doorbell rang and you jumped up and down in fear raising your hands up.
"Oh, shit, that scared the hell out of me" - you patted yourself on the cheeks to come to your senses and headed for the door.
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Skinsuit takeovers, corruption and stealing clothes
steal, wear and try to survive
There will be stories here that are related to infiltration somewhere or escape from somewhere, with the theft of uniforms. There will be knockouts, but with eroticism (remember Shabazik), brainwashing with clothes or just a corruption. Uniforms are usually Zentai suits (Green Hand Shabazik), and kigurumi (not pajamas). The story is also inspired by the works of lonelyzentai, Shabazik and an interactive story "Skins" on the same website using pens and skinsuits.
Updated on May 28, 2024
by adventail
Created on Mar 18, 2022
by adventail
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