Steel swimsuit.

"This looks like something Jeanne D'Arc would wear to the beach. So cool and so heavy! I wonder if it even fits me."

The edges of the well-polished steel garment were lined with stiff leather patches sticking an inch beyond the edges. Jen agreed that getting any flesh between the two closing halves was super unnecessary and decided to try out such thought-out design.

The two halves were completely separate, and Jen began with the back half. Holding it up was way too hard for her, so she dragged the whole thing to the closest bench, placed the back half onto it and lied down inside, holding the front half in her hands. When she lied there with her spine straightened, the girl was delighted to see that it fit her as if it was made specifically for her.

"What a funny coincidence!"

Jen started to put the front half onto herself. Connecting the lower parts went easy, but the shoulders would not go together for some reason.

"Your crotch can go deeper down, silly."

She hesitantly pushed her crotch against the cold steel. That made her vaginal dildo go deeper inside, making her squeal from pleasure. After that, she pushed her own shoulders heard a series of satisfying clunks along the edges, as the swimsuit set itself tighter all over Jen's body.

"Wow! It really feels like I'm wearing an armored chestplate. It's so well manufactured that I can't even find where the seam is!"