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Chapter 7 by adventail
What's next?
Undress her beige zentai
You put the black zentai on the floor and sat down on the cold concrete again to explore this beige mannequin in more detail. Now, from the outside, it was definitely possible not to distinguish her from a real female body. You pulled on the material, it stretched, but weakly. You began to feel her face, the outline of her mouth and nose was clearly visible. You put your hand on one of her breasts and squeezed. It was as soft as a pillow, perhaps the material of the suit gave such an illusory effect. You turned her over on her stomach and started looking for a zipper, but... you didn't find it.
"How? And then how did she put it on at all?"
You searched more carefully and found that the neck of the suit ends under the chin. This outfit in your eyes became more and more perverted. You tried to grab the edge and to your surprise it stretched very easily, you were able to pull it down to her stomach exposing her snow-white breasts and beautiful body. You pulled the sleeves of the suit off her hands. They were well groomed. Thinking that you would remove the mask later, you continued to undress the unfortunate. It got harder there when you got to her pussy. A dildo was actually inserted into it, it was attached to the suit itself. You tried to pull it out, but it came out with difficulty. And with each movement, your victim moaned in her sleep. Everything was getting even more perverted.
"Why would some evil organization **** you to wear such strange zentai costumes?" you asked yourself, not finding an answer.
Pulling the dildo out of the suit and then out of her anus, you noticed that they were wet. Seeing how deep her holes were, she wore it for a long time. Then you pulled off her remaining zentai suit like tights, which was now turned inside out. You spent a couple more minutes to return it to its original state, then you threw the beige zentai on the black zentai and sat down again to examine your victim.
A beautiful girl lay on the floor, her golden hair slightly sticking out from under the mask. Her tummy was slowly rising and falling. The mask fit snugly enough on her neck, but it expanded a little towards the base and was a little flabby. You took hold of the edge of the mask and tried to expand it, but it didn't give in as easily as the collar of the suit. You applied even more strength and began to pull off the mask like a sock, turning it inside out. With a pop, you were able to remove the mask and losing your balance, you fell on your back. You looked at the slightly damp mask in your hands. You got up and saw that…
- Your friend
- Your sister
- Your mum (?)
- Stranger
Who was that?
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Skinsuit takeovers, corruption and stealing clothes
steal, wear and try to survive
There will be stories here that are related to infiltration somewhere or escape from somewhere, with the theft of uniforms. There will be knockouts, but with eroticism (remember Shabazik), brainwashing with clothes or just a corruption. Uniforms are usually Zentai suits (Green Hand Shabazik), and kigurumi (not pajamas). The story is also inspired by the works of lonelyzentai, Shabazik and an interactive story "Skins" on the same website using pens and skinsuits.
Updated on May 28, 2024
by adventail
Created on Mar 18, 2022
by adventail
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