Customizable latex outfit

After what feels like an eternity, the mechanized groping finally stops. You only have a moment of relief before the machine begins it’s next phaseZ starting with your lumps and working it’s way in, something begging to crawl its way up your body. It leaves a warm tight sensation as it climbs higher, up your arms and legs, over your groin and belly, meeting all together on your chest and back. Your entire body feels stiffer, the little movements you can make bound as you are now are even more restricted. The crawling doesn’t stop there, as it then makes it way up your neck and towards your face. You whimper out in vain as it crawls past your mouth and nose, cutting off air flow. With no air you panic, and start to thrash in your bonds while it finishes covering your entire head. It pauses for a moment, before quickly receding. You can breath, and take a big gulp of air as you gasp in relief.

While you were reclaiming you’re sanity, you failed to notice that the crawling material had shrunken to form a outfit, or that you had been released from your mechanical bonds. The door opens behind you, and you see Mary Sue grinning, saying “yep, everyone panics their first time. Don’t you fret, that there is a highly technical suit, able to form right near any outfit you’d want.”

You look at the mirror next to her, seeing yourself and knowing the weird process was certainly worth it. The material must have been some type of smart latex or rubber, as it’s formed a perfect shiny black crop top, appears that you are wearing a tight latex crop top, leaving your tiny midriff exposed before continuing as matching boi shorts. The shorts are more akin to chaps though as a slut leaves your pussy and ass exposed to the elements. Your ankles are covered by bands of the material that seem almost weighted, with matching bands on your upper arms and wrists. On one of the wrist bands something resembling a smart watch in the shape of a hexagon, with each corner of the hexagon a symbol. It seems the outfit will change on its own depending on the selected combination of symbols. Finally, around your throat is a tight form hugging collar with a padlock on the back. You have to admire the outfit, it certainly knew how to accentuate your figure... but the technology involved but be mind numbing my expensive. Out of the corner of your eye you see Mary Sue licking her lips at the sight of you...