Green

God, you had been so excited. But now, you’re scared….yet mostly excited, still.

Two weeks ago, when the bank told you that all those years of luxury shopping dug a hole in your reserves that you’d not able to recover from - not without help at least - let alone continuing your current life-style......you had been shocked….and then felt horny all the sudden. Because you’d heard the news, seen the posters, watched the commercials a hundred times. You were counting the days for the Zentai Hunger Games to finally start already, but hadn't yet thought about actually joining them. You had just wanted to see all the sexy skintight spandex clad prey running around in panic. But taking place in it? Could be dangerous! Or the most thrilling thing you had ever done in your life. You had to think about this....

You applied three minutes later. Then, just three days ago, you were told that you had been chosen as one of the Zentai runners! You were going to be competing in a brutal, mostly unfair fight for your freedom, for your life perhaps….but clad head-to-toe in skin-tight spandex! The thought gave you pause, and filled you with trepidation….yet it also aroused you!

On the night before the games, you arrived at the “Contestant Entrance” to the massive arena, unsure of what to expect. You were excited, eager! You scanned your acceptance card at the scanner, and suddenly the door opened. You walked down a white hall and into the locker room, where a handsome man awaited you. The man looked you up and down (you could feel his eyes undressing you….then dressing you in a Zentai suit) smiled, then looked just behind you and calmly said “Green,” and motioned to another door to your left. You were about to ask if you could use the restroom, but before you could, a white cloth came from behind you, and pressed down over your nose and mouth. You tried to scream, to break away….but soon, your eyes grew heavy, and you slipped into darkness.

Now, you were coming to. You you try to regain your senses….but you first notice that your mouth is being held wide open by a large object! “MMpph!” You can’t make any words, can’t speak….your hands rush to your face, and you can feel that your face is covered in a hood…and your hands are gloved! You look down, and can ever so barely see that your whole body is clad, head to toe, in a skin-tight suit….like, spandex! Even though you are inside a dark room and gagged, you can’t help but run your fingers over your body….the sensation of every inch of your body being tightly encased by spandex is…is…just bliss! You cup your breasts, your fingers circling your nipples…when suddenly, you feel pleasurable vibrations on your tented nips! The sensitivity buttons of the suit that you had read about in the advertisement! You knew that these sensitivity buttons were designed to heighten sensation over your most delicate areas….you give a slight pinch to your right nipple, and suddenly a jolt of pain shoots through your right areola: the nipple, then into the breast, then seemingly your whole body. You yelp and fall to the floor, but only a well-muffled moan escapes past your gag.

You look straight ahead, and see that you are in the bottom of some sort of tube, with a door a foot or two in front of you….you are propped up by a slanted wall. This must be some sort of holding pen.

You push yourself up onto your feet…but as you stand, you feel something inside of you! Something….filling you up inside your….your…..your hands fly towards your crotch, where you feel the tight outlines of your labial folds through the thin spandex, a bulging “camel-toe” clearly outlined….yet, you sense that your “slit” is a bit widened, and when you press your finger in-between the “lips” of your “toe,” you feel something…hard! This must be the dildo that was described, a new feature to the games this year. You push up against the hard object, and feel it press up into your cervix! This thing is massive, and completely fills you!

However, at that moment, you are reminder of the fullness of your bladder….and the dildo is not doing you any favors! As you grope yourself, you realize that there are no zippers, and thus….well, no “clean” way to relieve yourself.

You try to kegel the large intruder out of you, to relieve the pressure on your bladder, but your Zentai suit is keeping this violator well rammed up inside of you….and the horror sinks in: you are sealed inside this skin-tight suit….the cost of not winning…forever being trapped as a Zentai, spandex, slutty sex ****….having to serve another….to “service” another….the hands of others always toughing, probing, grasping, pinching, fondling every inch of your tightly spandex-clad body, exploring every crevasse, curve….opening every zipper or hole they please! You know that this is horrible….but, you find yourself tracing the outline of your womanhood with your fingers….squeezing your pert ass cheeks together to pull your spandex Zentai further up your butt crack, giving you a noticeable wedgie….you are so aroused that, for a moment, the prospect of losing your freedom evaporates.

Suddenly, the door in front of you opens….you cover your eyes from the blinding light that now pours into your tube…..you peak over your Zentai hands, and see a rolling grass field before you, almost like a photograph, it’s so stunning in its beauty….at the far end of the field, you see a forest that seems to go on forever….and you see one end of a long, see-through bridge, it’s entrance open on the ground, the bridge climbing up into the sky….you know that’s the ”cheat,” the shortcut, to easily win these games. Not too far away….maybe 100 feet or so!

Without warning, you feel the back wall of the tube move forward, and are pushed out of the tube, falling forward onto the grass. You look side to side, and see all the other contestants, each sealed inside a skin-tight, body hugging Zentai…each gagged….each with a spandex wedgie plunging up in between their butt cheeks….

You noticed the contestant to your right….a small girl, maybe six inches shorter than you, clad head-to-toe in Sky Blue. She was certainly not as well-endowed as you, though her flat-chest was complimented by (what even you had to admit was) a well-toned buttocks. The girl stood up, but her hands quickly grasped at her crotch, and you could see why: Sky-Blue seemed to have a “cylinder” pocking out from in-between her “camel-toe.” You laugh to yourself: this poor girl has a far-too-large dildo jammed up inside of her, and now she looks like she has a penis! As you chuckle, the girl turns her head towards you: her eyes are soft, filled with embarrassment, pain…terror….yet also a glint of arousal!

Red, Yellow, Orange, Navy, Sky Blue, Violet, Lavender, White, Silver, Gold, Pink, Brown, Tan, Grey….15 total Zentai contestants, each gagged, locked in chastity, sealed inside a Zentai suit….some are convicted prisoners, some are in deep debt…all now competing for freedom….and to avoid the fate of becoming an anonymous, bodystocking clad sex **** for the rest of your life….some taller than you, some shorter, some with larger breasts or assess….but none of them had your complete figure…from head-to-toe, you know that you have the best bod!

Then out of nowhere, the start signal goes off. Out of the corner of your eye, you see the Gold Zentai stand up, and sprint towards the bridge entrance.