This choice: She puts you on, you fit amazingly well and both of you love this • Go Back...Chapter #5She puts you on, you fit perfectly, both love it by: DougTF She takes you into what is her bedroom, laying you flat on the comforter. It's odd looking right up at the ceiling fan, but you realize your vision is different, and you have a sorta 360 field of view, but with a narrower field of focus. You manage to shift that focus, even if your form can't move, to watch her, and are caught off guard as she is getting undressed. Not some sort of strip tease, not enticing you on purpose, just a matter of fact getting out of clothes to get into a different outfit. You.
For some reason, that is more enticing than when a woman had done a little strip tease for you, and while you are momentarily caught off guard when she stops at being in only bra and panties, you realize she wouldn't go commando under a cosplay outfit like your new form, so it was a bit silly to think otherwise. But she then picks you up and works to struggle herself into your spandex purple shell. The process is a fair amount of work: as she pulls and tugs you into place, but the pay off is waaaay worth it, when she reaches back and does up the zipper, your form stretching taut to her figure, but not too tight: a perfect fit like a second skin almost, and her body defines your new shape.
She purrs in delight, and you would moan in your own satisfaction, were you capable of anything. Her chest is impressive and the large mounds fill your top half, stretching you a bit more than anywhere else, but in a way that is simply the best thing you ever felt. Your internal contemplation of her substantial breasts is interrupted by the renewed struggle as she works her spandex (which is you) clad body into thigh high latex boots and latex gloves that come all the way to her biceps (all of which are also you). But when this is done and she stands in front of the mirror, both of you are at a loss for words (even if you could speak, you would be unable to do so).
Because she looks perfect. You look perfect. The two of you together are simply stunning, and she runs a hand down your form on her own, and smiles into the mirror. Softly, Amy says "John, I love you...." and were you able to answer, you would simply say "I love you too" but you wouldn't call her Amy. No, you already feel like she is 'owner' and with you like this, you are not even sure you really want to think of yourself as 'John' Maybe outfit, costume, leotard... those names fit. And so do you.
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