Jen casually continues her journey.

“It feels funny to try and rise up, cause my body’s so rigid now!”

The swimsuit weighed at least thirty pounds, but Jen felt weirdly joyful to partake in the challenge of wearing it around, with her white high heels making it even harder.

“It all looks like some kind of a dream, but feels so real! I want to explore more of this place!”

Being so much heavier and less elastic now, the girl’s catwalk was extremely shaky, but she believed that she would not trip over in her own dream, and that seemed to help her balance.

Jen’s inflexibility also reduced the disturbance caused by her vaginal dildo to almost nothing, as it could not rock against her insides as much as before, being trapped under a layer of steel. At least, she approached the large door in the closest wall without much trouble.

“Of course, it will open! If I want it, I get it!”

The scanner inspected Jen, and the display said:

“3/3”

“See, the numbers are green, of course they are!” — she said before turning the door knob and pulling.