You want to try her on

"Can I try her?"

Dr. Brooks scoffed. "We're still working through the kinks, her compression techniques are similar to Zoe but she hasn't learned the finesse needed to not injure a human yet. She just--"

It was your turn to interrupt. "You know I can withstand any issues with compression, and if parts of your project are deadlocked because of Lina not being able to heal and repair organic structures, you know I can help with that."

The other scientists looked on, confused. Dr. Brooks waved them off. "She's ambitious, that's all. I just don't think that--"

"Please." The word didn't come from you, it came from Tina.

Again, Dr. Brooks furrowed his brow. "Now, Tina, we talked about this, you're not ready. You can seriously injure someone if you aren't in full control of your compression matrix. Remember the trouble you had with just the oxygen canisters?"

"Please," she repeated. "I can be careful. I want to be worn."

Dr. Brooks again looked frustrated by this whole situation, before turning to you with a hint of venom in his voice. "I'm starting to think you're shaking things up a little too much around here, Dr. Ternion. ...But I'm not going to tell my favorite experiment no, if you think you can safely wear her."

Given that you could use Zoe's abilities to shapeshift your body if there's an issue with Tina, you knew there'd be no problem. Dr. Brooks also knew you'd be fine, but he didn't want you to suddenly undermine all the hard work he went through to keep your true origins a secret. That didn't seem to deter you, as you stepped up to Tina, brushing your hand along one of her armored plates. She shuddered a bit at your touch, and you could tell there was something special about her. You knew Tina to at least some degree since you knew Zoe, and that desire to fulfill a purpose is strong in the bodysuits. The scientists had long not trusted Zoe until she simply demonstrated her abilities one day, you didn't want Tina to feel the same.

You were escorted to a room for a bit of privacy, and Tina followed behind, walking as if worn, yet clearly still hollowed out. When the door closed, you began to remove your clothing.

"Thank you." The armored suit before you spoke quietly.

"This secret stays between you and me and Dr. Brooks, Tina... but I'm not that different from you. I am the first generation of Project Inside Out creations, combined into a person... Do you know Zoe?"

"You... are Zoe...?"

You grinned. "Partly. I'm connected with Zoe, and Chloe, and their human host Emily. You won't be able to hurt me, so don't worry."

Tina clapped her hands together. "Excited!"

Once you were fully stripped of your business attire, Tina began to unfurl again, this time opening up her back so you could step into her body. You immediately complied, sliding your legs into those spirals of organic matter that somehow kept Tina upright. Along the sternum of the suit, you could see an insect-like appearance, her 'true' body being this rather small mass that ran between the breastplates, showing a small spinal cord and various organs. Everything else about the body was more like long, strangely shaped appendages that formed into a human-shaped body, but probably felt quite different from Tina's perspective.

You pressed your upper body against Tina without hesitation, however, as this strange living suit immediately latched onto you, cupping your breasts and pressing against your stomach. In fact, Tina seemed to be able to move the cups of her breastplates around a little, eliciting a giggle from you as she essentially was fondling your tits. It was like she'd never been allowed to do this before, so attaching to a human--at least as much human as you were--was an exciting time for her. She was equally tight against your crotch, able to pulse and move between your legs in a way that caused you to moan lightly. You guessed she knew exactly what she was doing. "Let's save that for a little later," you said quietly. Tina quickly sealed up at the back, and soon you were encased in this living, writhing, insect-like armored suit, which adjusted to fit you so perfectly--armored on the outside, soft on the inside, apparently able to ripple and touch against you in ways you were excited to get to know better.

Once sealed up, you stepped out of the changing room, your white hair a stunning contrast to the shiny blue platelets of armor. In this 'minimal' configuration, there was still a lot of skin on display, especially quite a bit of cleavage, a bare stomach, much of your legs, and your arms were totally uncovered. The doctors both stared, surprised--and clearly in rapt attention of your alluring physique wrapped up in Tina's exotic form.