Understood (Supposedly)

Even with the strange countermeasures employed by the SynthSkin to make it feel comfortable despite squishing and constricting him, he's definitely still being squished. It becomes evident when he can't seem to take particularly deep breaths, which only makes it harder to hurry as tiny little breaths and ****, clumsy movement causes those curves to sway and bounce embarrassingly.

He hears Vanessa's real voice piping over the speakers; an omen of what he may end up having to endure unless he figures something out. The exit is his only idea for the moment, and when it just puts him in another compromising area, he wilts a little. "Stawhh... Pweash juh stawhh..." he whines, voice sounding very strange because of all the unfamiliarity of his new face and the places where he's constricted.

The AI chimes. "Vanessa, it's becoming hard to understand your requests. I am augmenting your facial muscles through the SynthSkin with my AI to assist now." There's a brief tingle as the neck of his SynthSkin does something, and again with the same tingle on his lips and cheeks.

"I said stop," he suddenly speaks clearly, mouth now moving far more elegantly to accomplish the speech he wants to. Except it's exactly the same as the voice he just heard over the speakers. Vanessa's voice. "Oh my god, what did you do?"

"I just explained. I am actively augmenting your SynthSkin to assist in vocal clarity and fidelity." Matt gawks again, pretty face with his mouth hanging open. "Are you kidding me? If you can do that, why are you making me struggle with this body?!" he sputters, angry and not exactly level-headed.

"Understood. Now activating movement assistance. You had asked to stop the UltraCloset process. Do you wish to visit the nude beach?"

"N-No!" he gasps out, feeling the same strange tingle all over the rest of his body as the AI implements 'movement assistance,' whatever that is.