Put on the Wolf suit slowly and carefully (lz)

Wanting to know more about the suit, she decided to strip down naked, and put on the suit slowly.

Luna felt her nipples harden in the chilly air of the library. Or at least, she'd convinced herself it was because of the chill.

Who was she kidding... there was something about that suit. Cold air doesn't make you moist down there.

She briefly glanced aside at the pile of clothes next to the mannequin, wondering if she should leave her underwear on... but the thought of being completely naked, nothing between her and the skin...

Luna picked up the suit. How was she going to even put it on?

She looked at the mannequin. Well, knees first, it seemed. She knelt down, sitting on her calves. With some effort, she arranged the suit to almost resemble a wolf sitting on its hind legs.

No, this isn't going to work.

Luna laid her dress on the ground and sat on it. She rolled on to her back so that her legs pointed to the ceiling. She felt around the suit for the leg holes and guided her knee into it.

She winced as the cold slime inside the suit touched her knee, another stray droplet dripping out and onto her naked belly. It was a strange sensation. It was clearly some sort of lubricant, but as soon as it spread out across her warmish belly, and become exposed to the air in the library, it began to dry out, turning into an almost rubbery film.

Luna ignored it, focusing instead on getting into the suit. Her knee found its way into a leg hole, and she struggled to get the hole all the way up her folded leg. It was crushingly tight, but the lubricant made sliding into the suit that much easier. Once her right leg was about halfway in, she guided the suit onto her left leg, tugging the feet of the suit to meet her knees. She pulled on the suit so that her knees met a rigid, padded cup within, one that allowed her leg to rest comfortably on the wolf's hind legs. It looked perfect, too. There was surprisingly no way to tell that there was a folded limb within.

Luna turned around, the suit covered half her legs and her body was getting cold. She willed herself to work faster.

It was surprisingly easy for her to rest on her hind legs. She propped herself up and found that the padding helped her balance on what would have otherwise been 'knee stilts'. She stood up, her slim body illuminated by the moonlight. She reached down for the suit and began to tug it up. It was like a ridiculously tight pair of stockings... made of rubber.

She pulled the rubber to coat her legs, adjusting the seat of the suit as she did so. She was literally oozing with anticipation when the crotch of the suit met her own... to some surprise - A small conical nub nestled into her trembling pussy as she pulled the suit tightly against herself. She rocked her hips, feeling the nub wiggle her lips apart slightly.

Feeling really hot now, Luna knew that she would not be leaving here without having put the suit on completely. She just had to get inside it.

She attempted to pull the torso of the suit up to meet her own, so that she could put it on like a regular catsuit, pulling up the fabric to meet her pulled at the nub, causing it to grind up against her clit; it was simply too tight to do so. Clearly the suit was not meant to be worn upright. She leaned forward, then - if the suit couldn't meet her then she would meet it.

Seated on her calves now, Luna guided the zipper seam around her belly, pulling the fabric of the suit up as she did so. She found that the suit had some leeway for her breasts, and appreciated the sentiment, glad that she wouldn't have to worry about sports-bra esque compression inside the suit... Then she felt the nubs. Three nubs, smaller and rounder, met her nipples as she pulled the torso up against her. Her nipples slipped right in between them, pushing them apart... and they pushed right back.

Luna's breathing was growing shallow and quick. Her arms were next. She squirmed a little, feeling the slimy lube squelch against her skin as the suit's compression pushed it around. The nub between her legs never made it to the back of her mind, remaining front and center of her cognitive process.

She reached an arm into the suit, finding the corresponding sleeve. She slid her arm in easily, but her hand seemed too big for the attached glove. She struggled with it for a bit before forming a fist and pushing it in again. With an audible pop and a squelched, her hand slipped into the glove perfectly. Panicking a little, She tugged at the wolf's paw, feeling the suit pop off her hand easily again.

Relieved, she nestled her left hand into the paw once again, and did the same thing with the other arm.

Her shoulders and head were now the only things that weren't coated. She reached a useless paw to the suit's shoulder but she couldn't quite do much with it. The tightness of the suit's neckline around her shoulders were pinning her arms to the side slightly - They weren't quite high enough for her shoulders to slip into properly. She had to somehow pull the suit up higher around her.

She wiggled her thin body and felt the slimy rubber slide across her torso. She paused - she needed to breathe. She was so excited, she was getting lightheaded and dizzy.

1: Gather your energy and continue putting on the suit.

2: This might be a mistake. Back out.

3: Something else?