She investigates the snaps.

{If White heels key = true}"Where is it? I can't see a box around here! Is it on the other side? No, it can't be that far..."

Approaching the pool made the snaps quicken a bit, but Jen did not understand what it was about until she looked through the undisturbed water surface. Down on the bottom lied a few pieces of anchor chains linked to solid rings that were sticking out of the underwater tiles. They were painted black and looked crude. If they were a part of a shipwreck scenery in a large fish tank, it would be just fine, but this was a swimming pool.

The other detail catching the girl's attention were tiny metal pieces that reflected the ceiling light intensely, making them easily visible. Jen's heart started beating faster.

"Keys. One of them is mine. Oh my god, this pool looks so deep. And there are no ladders! If I can't unlock it in time, I'm dead!"

"Worry not, sweetheart. We did not need to take it off that much anyway! It's so secure and so protective..."

"If I were a tortoise, you would've had a chance at convincing me. But I'm a human girly girl, I wanna be flexible, I wanna be on the dance floor! And I'm going down there!"

With a tiny bounce, Jen entered the cool water after taking her deepest breath, instantly sinking to the bottom. She noticed that some of the dark chains had open shackles sticking out, and made sure to avoid them.

Guided by the snaps, she quickly found the key and put it inside her shoulder strap slowly and steady before turning it.

The swimsuit split in two again, releasing her from its grip. However, the water instantly flooded her pussy, and the dildo that was firmly trapped beneath the steel plate before, was now letting the water play inside, reminding her of its presence sensationally.

{else}"What's snapping? Please, stop!" — Jen said. A few seconds later, there was another snap, so she turned her head to check the supposed epicenter near her shoulder.

There was a slight nub and a keyhole sitting in the center. She stared at it cluelessly for a few seconds. It snapped again.

"Why would there be a keyhole? It's not like I'm..." — Jen said as she rubbed both of her flawlessly white shoulder straps that were clearly two separate things before she put on the steel swimsuit but now were seamlessly together, as if welded without a trace.

The girl tried pulling them aside, but this was the wrong material for it to work. Her steel shell was inescapable without a key, and suddenly it was not fun to wear it anymore! Paying attention to her shoes' ankle straps led her to realization that they were exactly the same way.

Jen could almost hear her imaginary pink glasses falling off and shattering.

"Uh oh, you don't love your heelies anymore?"

"No! They're hard to walk in! My feet muscles are already tired! I want them off!"

"But they don't want you out of them. And — oh my, the decision is up to them and not you! You'll wear this majestic swimsuit and these gorgeous shoes for as long as you have to! And you will be looking spectacular, regardless of your consent. In time, you are going to realize that you were made to be together. You're gonna be given the key, and you'll throw it away, as you'll understand by then."

"Aaah! What was that? No! Am I going crazy?" — she grabbed her head, as if to try to get the second voice out of it. In losing her concentration, Jen also lost her balance and fell.

But she did not feel the impact of the tiled floor. Instead, there was cool water wrapping around her. In horror, she opened her eyes and saw the surface getting further as her limbs hung upwards helplessly.

*BAAAAMMM* — she hit the bottom with her shiny white ass. For a couple seconds she listened to the snaps that were going one per second at this point, but then realized she had to get back up there until her air supply was gone. She swam upwards, trying to help herself with holidng onto the closest wall, but the steel swimsuit was too heavy to let her rise above the water.

Losing the grasp of the wall, she found herself on the bottom again. Jen looked around for anything to help her get up, but saw some giant black chains with open shackles (the opposite of what she was searching for), as well as some... what was that. Keys?

At that point the snaps were going crazy, and the girl finally drew a line of connection in her mind. This was a sign of a nearby key! She started grabbing each of the keys one by one until the snaps stopped completely upon her snatching a little silver piece of metal.

"That must be it. Or else."

Jen pushed it inside the keyhole, but felt the water occupying it resist the effort.

"Fuck you, Archimedes." — she said and pushed harder, eventually squeezing the key inside and turning it.

The deadly shell split in two again — she was free of it! However, the water instantly flooded her pussy, and the dildo that was firmly trapped beneath the steel plate before, was now letting the water play inside, reminding her of its presence sensationally.{endif}