(>39) She obeys the voice this time.

"Yes... Let's get something... Can you believe it? I'm so, so sorry for not going with you since the very beginning."

"No more words, sweetheart. I demand actions!"

Jen stretched her hand upwards to search for anything that could serve as an apology, and pulled down the first latex cloth that she got a hold on. It was some kind of closed swimsuit.

"Mmm, I know these. Let's check it out."

Without further investigation, she found the neck entrance and after putting up a display of how well her body was able to bend itself, managed to stuff her unbending legs inside. This latex was not like the panties she owned back home. It was thick, strong and relentless.

"Wow! The inner side are lubed already and its crotch piece can be detached so I could get through this legbinder! It is so convenient!"

She reattached the crotch piece with a button and fitted it against her pussy, while the rest of the garment lied on Jen's body, shapeless. Her hand found laces in loosened state on the back, and the girl continued putting the suit on while dreaming of lacing herself tight into the latex.

The material rose above the waist and onto the breasts, granting her skin there sensations it never knew. Jen put her hands into the sleeves and discovered that they were long, and their inner surface brushed her smoothly shaved arms.

"Oh, it's a leotard!"

However, as her fingers on both of her hands progressed slowly into the tight material, the sleeves refused to end. Trying to stretch her arms away from her body was not successful, and Jen realized that there was only one sleeve that went around the whole suit.

"Oh! It's a straitjacket!"

At the same time, the hidden sensors inside beeped, indicating that the arms were deep enough, and the laces started tightening on their own, following a program.

"No! What am I going to do without my hands?.." — Jen protested weakly, while her reason slipped away as the laces hugged her tighter and tighter in all places, including private ones. She was fruitlessly struggling only to tease herself, moaning louder as her second voice took over.

"We do not need to go anywhere. This is how you were meant to end up being. Everything suited for a long deep undisturbed sleep."

With her sight reduced to nothing and both her legs and her arms captured in irremovable bonds, Jen was in no condition to try to escape the big and warm wardrobe anymore. Soon its floor started to move downwards with her on it. She did not know where it was going, but even if she wanted to stop it, nothing could be done about it.

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