Tailored Suits

“I can’t wait to find out what else the knife will do. Do you think we had better “re-set” ourselves before we do?” said Andy.

“Sounds like a plan.” said Sam, idly fondling her cock as she lay on her back.

It seemed like ages to get all of their limbs back on their respective bodies, and with the right head. But they finally got there and sat looking at the knife in front of them on the coffee table. They glanced at each other, as if to say, “me or you” to pick up the blade and explore once more.

Andy reached for the knife and held it in his hands. He moved the symbols on the middle row of the handle back to the “skinsuit” setting and the knife’s blade glowed purplish in response. He looked at the top row of the symbols and carefully tried to move them while keeping the rest of the handle in place. To his delight it did move and he felt the handle click as the blade glowed orange along its edge.

“OK, I’m taking a new colour to be a new “thing”. Any bets on what it’s going to be this time?” said Sam.

Andy gave Sam a sly grin and touched her chest with the blade.

“Wait! Oh you complete bast.......” was all Sam could manage to say before her body folded up flat and ended up as an untidy heap on the sofa.

“Well that was sort of disappointing” said Andy as he picked up Sam’s skinsuit. He held Sam up and turned her around, checking to see if there was anything different going on. Satisfied that Sam looked like every other skinsuit the knife had produced, he began to put on his girlfriend. Andy eased both his legs into Sam’s, feeling his thighs expanding into Sam’s fabulous curvy backside. He moved his body into Sam’s a little more awkwardly than usual as the seam was up Sam’s front this time, not her back. Andy managed to wrestle his left arm into Sam’s sleeve and was struggling to reach back behind him to slide his right arm in when he felt the seam closing up in front of him. His right arm was trapped by his side, but inside the Sam skinsuit. He looked down to see Sam’s right arm rise up in front of him, but he wasn’t moving it. He looked over and moved his hand inside Sam’s left hand. It responded to his movement. Slightly confused, Andy pulled Sam’s head over his so he could communicate with her.

“Oh wow!” came Sam’s voice. “This is so cool! I’m a suit, but I’ve got some level of control this time!”

They both stood still as they realised Sam was not talking inside Andy’s head as before, but actually talking.