Wednesday night, 930pm, Tech Room (Hidden)
Madison was holding onto a faceless hood, it wasn't her first choice in any other circumstance, she had fantasized about having a lover wear such a hood, but now she could only think what it would feel like to complete the suit with this faceless void.
She was thankful she found a hoop at the back of the hood, one to allow her long hair to flow out of as a single pony tail, a part of her was a little disappointed that her hair would break the void effect of the suit, but only a little. It took here more than 10mins to get her hair to cooperate and into the hood, this also resulted in a very odd angle to pull the hood down over her face.
Her world went dark as she pulled downwards, having to rely only on touch, her restricted and almost completely smooth touch, to adjust and position everything. First was her nose, the hood having two very short protrusions that slotted just into each nostril, she assume was to remove skin from being seen. Next was her mouth and chin, which was not in the configuration she had guessed, the chin was extended downward, and at the mouth was a solid ring of latex or rubber, she ran her hands over the front to make sure it wasn't a blow job hood or something, and it was a perfect one piece.
Not wanting to be sooo close and not finish this, she pulled at the mask and moved her jaw as much as possible until the ring was into position, sliding just past her teeth and holding her mouth wide open as if waiting for some well endowed man to take advantage. She laughed at the thought and at the safety the hood would provide against any cocks wanting a blow job. She reached back with some struggle against the latex and zipped the hood closed in one pull, allowing her to experience the same feeling across her head, the unforgiving pressure and tightness like the rest of the suit.
Madison just stood there, attempting to steady her breathing as she allows the suit and her body to adjust to each other, the suit wanting its default position and she was allowing it to do so, her legs slightly parted, back straight and shoulders back, her arms straight but a few inches from her body, fingers outstretched and together. The part she was loving was that whatever variant of latex this was, it was keeping her at a nice temperature and not getting sweaty, outside of the constant squeezing it was actually really comfortable to wear.
Without realizing if she had been in the suit for minuets or hours, she knew she needed to head up to her room, with her new suits, but as she considered removing the hood the aching between her legs finally caught all of her attention, and she wanted to answer that before anything else...
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