Still no!

Frozen in place, your new pussy and your tight asshole filled by the suit you've been **** into, you bite your lip with an unintentional erotic flair and summon what little inner strength you still have and say:

"N-n-noo..."

But even that act of defiance is accompanied by a lusty, breathy moan. You might as well have said "fuck me right here." But you didn't, you said no, and that means Lissa gets to have more fun with you.

"Oh darn." She says with a smile. "You insist on being difficult." She reaches into her pocket again and pulls out a long pink leash, which she attaches to your collar. She gently tugs on the leash and it feels like your suit comes alive. She taps something on her tablet and a doorway appears in the wall. "Follow me, dear." She heads to the doorway, pulling your leash, and you feel your legs moving on their own, following behind her. No, it's not your legs... it's the suit. And it's making you walk with a sultry, hip-swaying motion that you can't control. With your arms still pinned behind your back, it's like you're strutting like a stripper... or a sex doll. And as frustrating as it is to not be in control of your sexy new feminine body, you can't help but feel some sense of pleasure at the way you're moving. It's like a relief, like a big stretch that you didn't know you needed.

Lissa leads you down a white hallway and into a small room with a huge cushy pink chair in front of a big, wall-sized screen.

"Sit down." She says, commanding the suit more than she is commanding you, and it follows her instructions with a sexy little flourish that causes you to pop your ass out a little and spread your legs as you take a seat. She attaches her end of the leash to a small plug of some sort on the screen in front of you. The chair might be the most comfortable thing you've ever sat in, like a plushy pink cloud. Your arms are released from your back, and the suit lets them drop lazily to your side. You still can't move them yourself, though.

"Since you somehow have not been convinced of the power and majesty of beautiful breasts, my girl, you will now undergo IndocTITnation. Rather than simply brainwashing you, like a less enlightened society might do when confronted with a potential dangerous outsider like you, we are simply going to prove to you that our way of life is best." She leans in close and plants a warm kiss on your cheek. "You may think you're being strong here, but trust me: You will need less convincing than you think."

She taps something on her tablet again and steps back. Part of your suit melts away around your pussy, taking away the sensation of being filled up and replacing it with a notable absence between your legs. You can't help but notice that you... miss the feeling.

"Ready? Okay, let's begin."