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“Hey, I’m home!” Only silence greeted her. Of course there’s no one here. Why should there be? Mom is gone all the time these days, And Grandma always goes with her.

Alone with her bitter thoughts, Rika didn’t notice the package on the table for her as she walked by. After a long day at a crappy job, all she wanted was a nice hot shower and something to eat. She was alone for the rest of the night, so it wasn’t like there was any rush. She stepped into the shower and let the hot water run over her for a while. After a few minutes she began scrubbing herself, giving some ‘special attention’ to the space between her legs. Yes, it made her feel ashamed. But she was a healthy young woman. She had needs.

After finishing in the shower, she came out the bathroom wrapped in a nice soft bathrobe, drying her hair with a towel as she walked towards the kitchen to make herself something to eat. It was when she walked by the table that the package sitting on it caught her eye. It was a simple bundle, wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. What caught her attention was the sticker with her name written on it. There was a card taped to it as well. Putting down the towel, she peeled off the tape and picked up the card. It was just a plain white card. There was nothing special about it. The only thing written on it was, “From your #1 fan.” Rika looked around by reflex, making sure it wasn’t anyone playing a joke on her. Still, she was curious, and it did have her name on it. It couldn’t hurt to see what it was. She undid the knots on the string and unwrapped the brown paper to reveal a yellow bundle. She picked it up, and felt a jab of pain in her heart.

It was a Renemon costume, with a few adjustments for human wear. The majority of it was yellow. The lower legs were white, and there was a white strip on the front that ran from the neck down to in between the legs. There were the purple gloves with the yin-yang symbol on the hands as part of the costume, and the purple symbols on the thighs. The hands and feet each ended in 3 clawed digits. A large tail and an attached mask with spaces for the eyes finished the outfit. Rubbing it in between her fingers, Rika could tell that it was latex. Holding it up to the light, it shined brilliantly. It brought back so many memories. The battles, their friendship, saying goodbye…

Rika looked around again, unable to help herself. It just seemed like someone was playing a joke on her. But still… She could try it on once, just for old times’ sake.

After a quick examination, Rika found that the back had a slit in it that a person could use to slip into the outfit. She undid her robe, letting it fall to the ground around her. Picking up the suit, she pulled open the slit, and after a little trouble with the tail getting in the way, slid her leg in.

After the heat of the shower, the outfit felt cool against her skin. The material was so smooth that it almost felt slick, and Rika couldn’t help but giggle as the feeling of the costume tickled her bare skin. Sliding her foot in, she realized that the toes were only divided very slightly on the inside, so it was almost the same as wearing a shoe with cushions that went in between her toes. She couldn’t resist looking down while wiggling the toes. However, when she tried putting her hands in, she found out that the fingers were kind of awkward, and were useless for anything delicate. So she pulled her hands out and forced her head up the neck into the mask instead. The outfit stretched, so it wasn’t too hard to fit her head into it. She had the white-tipped ears and the marks on her cheeks, just like Renemon’s. The eyeholes were fairly large and easy to see out of, and the holes in the nose helped with the breathing. She made a few more adjustments, tugging on the costume here and there to fit her better, and balling up her fists, slid her arm into the costume. When she was done, she went into another room and looked at herself in a full length mirror, courtesy of her mom’s obsession with fashion.

Not bad. Not something she’d ever be caught dead wearing in public, but it looked good, and felt great. It was so cool and smooth against her skin, and the way it pressed against her body felt fantastic. It was like a second skin. She could see her nipples standing out underneath it. The coolness of the outfit had made them stand up, but the way they rubbed against the latex made them hard. She couldn’t help but try out posing in front of the mirror, doing everything from acting sexy to playing with her tail. The way the costume had pressed against her slit had felt good before, but the way that it rubbed against her when she moved made her feel hot. She groped herself through the costume for a little while before she stopped herself. The outfit didn’t have any openings down there (she should know), and she didn’t know how to clean or take care of the suit, so she was better off not having any “accidents”. She turned around and looked over her shoulder, admiring her rear, when she noticed something very, very wrong.

The back of the suit was a single piece. The slit that she had used to get into the suit was gone. She ran her hands along the back, frantically looking for the opening that should have been there. But no matter how much she looked or felt the opening was gone. Suddenly, the suit that felt so nice before suddenly felt like it was surrounding her, crushing her, closing in around her. Her breathing turned short and ragged, and her mind became filled with thoughts of being trapped and closed in. Her mind in a whirl, her vision darkened, and she passed out.
When she woke up, she was on the ground in front of the mirror, right where she had fallen. She frantically ran her hands all over her body, looking for anyway out of the thing that encased her. She was about to try tearing it to bits, when her whole body froze. She tried to move her limbs, but she could barely budge. It was like the suit had turned to stone. Rika was on the edge of hysteria as she felt the suit begin to press against her body to the point that she couldn’t’ breath. Her struggles became feeble and weak, and her vision became dim as she felt the breath being squeezed from her body. It felt like her body was being crushed, and all she could think was I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die…. The last thing she felt before she passed out was the suit, squirming against her to the point that it felt like it was squeezing into her skin.

Rika woke up again, and furiously began trying to move her body. I have to get out of this. What should I do? No matter how hard she tried though, she couldn’t move an inch. After she gave up, she noticed something. The suit felt odd against her somehow. It was still tight, but it wasn’t crushing her like before. It didn’t even feel like she was wearing anything somehow. This line of thought was broken however when Rika slowly began to stand up. The only problem with this was that she wasn’t’ moving her limbs. The shock of it made her eyes widen. This suit is alive! Rika ended up standing in front of the mirror, back straight, arms at her sides. Looking in the mirror, she was surprised at the changes she saw there, the most immediate of these being the fact that the tail was moving on its own.  It waved and wrapped around her, which lead to her next discovery. She could see that the suit had grown much tighter on her body, but it also seemed to have grown extra slits along the butt and in between the legs, most likely for bathroom use. She could tell because of the way the tail was sliding against them felt very direct. However, Rika’s growling stomach broke her train of thought. The mask on her head suddenly tightened around her, and it felt like something was squeezing information out of her brain. Afterwards, she was left dizzy and startled as the suit suddenly moved towards the kitchen. Man, its fast!
Rika watched as her hands shot out, going into cupboards and pulling things out so fast it seemed almost random.

A while later, Rika was sitting at her table with a bowl of curry in front of her. The mask grew an opening for the mouth, forcing her lips open and shut as it force fed her curry. Rika was nonplussed.
So it’s some kind of living suit. But it’s eating curry! Being stuck in this thing is like being a puppet. Or a doll.

Once the bowl was emptied, Rika felt the suit squeeze her head again. When her dizzy spell ended, she found herself in front of the mirror, posing as her hands ran all over her body.  iIt’s doing what I did before. Still…. As one of her hands traveled to her breast while the other went down below, she stopped caring much. After a while, the suit squeezed her brain again, and it traveled into her room and laid out on the bed while continuing to play with Rika’s body. From how she saw it, she wasn’t getting out of the suit on her own anytime soon, and as long as it went like this, she could cope with it.

Early that morning, Rika’s mom came home, and quietly peeked into Rika’s room. She smiled I know I haven’t been around much lately, and I’m sure you’ve been lonely without your friend. It was rare and expensive, but that costume was worth it. She liked it so much that she even went to sleep in it. Well, I’m off to bed. Good night Rika. I’ll talk to you in a few days. Until then, I hope you enjoy a gift from your #1 fan.

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“Hey, I’m home!” Only silence greeted her. Of course there’s no one here. Why should there be? Mom is gone all the time these days, And Grandma always goes with her.

Alone with her bitter thoughts, Rika didn’t notice the package on the table for her as she walked by. After a long day at a crappy job, all she wanted was a nice hot shower and something to eat. She was alone for the rest of the night, so it wasn’t like there was any rush. She stepped into the shower and let the hot water run over her for a while. After a few minutes she began scrubbing herself, giving some ‘special attention’ to the space between her legs. Yes, it made her feel ashamed. But she was a healthy young woman. She had needs.

After finishing in the shower, she came out the bathroom wrapped in a nice soft bathrobe, drying her hair with a towel as she walked towards the kitchen to make herself something to eat. It was when she walked by the table that the package sitting on it caught her eye. It was a simple bundle, wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. What caught her attention was the sticker with her name written on it. There was a card taped to it as well. Putting down the towel, she peeled off the tape and picked up the card. It was just a plain white card. There was nothing special about it. The only thing written on it was, “From your #1 fan.” Rika looked around by reflex, making sure it wasn’t anyone playing a joke on her. Still, she was curious, and it did have her name on it. It couldn’t hurt to see what it was. She undid the knots on the string and unwrapped the brown paper to reveal a yellow bundle. She picked it up, and felt a jab of pain in her heart.

It was a Renemon costume, with a few adjustments for human wear. The majority of it was yellow. The lower legs were white, and there was a white strip on the front that ran from the neck down to in between the legs. There were the purple gloves with the yin-yang symbol on the hands as part of the costume, and the purple symbols on the thighs. The hands and feet each ended in 3 clawed digits. A large tail and an attached mask with spaces for the eyes finished the outfit. Rubbing it in between her fingers, Rika could tell that it was latex. Holding it up to the light, it shined brilliantly. It brought back so many memories. The battles, their friendship, saying goodbye…

Rika looked around again, unable to help herself. It just seemed like someone was playing a joke on her. But still… She could try it on once, just for old times’ sake.

After a quick examination, Rika found that the back had a slit in it that a person could use to slip into the outfit. She undid her robe, letting it fall to the ground around her. Picking up the suit, she pulled open the slit, and after a little trouble with the tail getting in the way, slid her leg in.

After the heat of the shower, the outfit felt cool against her skin. The material was so smooth that it almost felt slick, and Rika couldn’t help but giggle as the feeling of the costume tickled her bare skin. Sliding her foot in, she realized that the toes were only divided very slightly on the inside, so it was almost the same as wearing a shoe with cushions that went in between her toes. She couldn’t resist looking down while wiggling the toes. However, when she tried putting her hands in, she found out that the fingers were kind of awkward, and were useless for anything delicate. So she pulled her hands out and forced her head up the neck into the mask instead. The outfit stretched, so it wasn’t too hard to fit her head into it. She had the white-tipped ears and the marks on her cheeks, just like Renemon’s. The eyeholes were fairly large and easy to see out of, and the holes in the nose helped with the breathing. She made a few more adjustments, tugging on the costume here and there to fit her better, and balling up her fists, slid her arm into the costume. When she was done, she went into another room and looked at herself in a full length mirror, courtesy of her mom’s obsession with fashion.

Not bad. Not something she’d ever be caught dead wearing in public, but it looked good, and felt great. It was so cool and smooth against her skin, and the way it pressed against her body felt fantastic. It was like a second skin. She could see her nipples standing out underneath it. The coolness of the outfit had made them stand up, but the way they rubbed against the latex made them hard. She couldn’t help but try out posing in front of the mirror, doing everything from acting sexy to playing with her tail. The way the costume had pressed against her slit had felt good before, but the way that it rubbed against her when she moved made her feel hot. She groped herself through the costume for a little while before she stopped herself. The outfit didn’t have any openings down there (she should know), and she didn’t know how to clean or take care of the suit, so she was better off not having any “accidents”. She turned around and looked over her shoulder, admiring her rear, when she noticed something very, very wrong.

The back of the suit was a single piece. The slit that she had used to get into the suit was gone. She ran her hands along the back, frantically looking for the opening that should have been there. But no matter how much she looked or felt the opening was gone. Suddenly, the suit that felt so nice before suddenly felt like it was surrounding her, crushing her, closing in around her. Her breathing turned short and ragged, and her mind became filled with thoughts of being trapped and closed in. Her mind in a whirl, her vision darkened, and she passed out.
When she woke up, she was on the ground in front of the mirror, right where she had fallen. She frantically ran her hands all over her body, looking for anyway out of the thing that encased her. She was about to try tearing it to bits, when her whole body froze. She tried to move her limbs, but she could barely budge. It was like the suit had turned to stone. Rika was on the edge of hysteria as she felt the suit begin to press against her body to the point that she couldn’t’ breath. Her struggles became feeble and weak, and her vision became dim as she felt the breath being squeezed from her body. It felt like her body was being crushed, and all she could think was I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die…. The last thing she felt before she passed out was the suit, squirming against her to the point that it felt like it was squeezing into her skin.

Rika woke up again, and furiously began trying to move her body. I have to get out of this. What should I do? No matter how hard she tried though, she couldn’t move an inch. After she gave up, she noticed something. The suit felt odd against her somehow. It was still tight, but it wasn’t crushing her like before. It didn’t even feel like she was wearing anything somehow. This line of thought was broken however when Rika slowly began to stand up. The only problem with this was that she wasn’t’ moving her limbs. The shock of it made her eyes widen. This suit is alive! Rika ended up standing in front of the mirror, back straight, arms at her sides. Looking in the mirror, she was surprised at the changes she saw there, the most immediate of these being the fact that the tail was moving on its own.  It waved and wrapped around her, which lead to her next discovery. She could see that the suit had grown much tighter on her body, but it also seemed to have grown extra slits along the butt and in between the legs, most likely for bathroom use. She could tell because of the way the tail was sliding against them felt very direct. However, Rika’s growling stomach broke her train of thought. The mask on her head suddenly tightened around her, and it felt like something was squeezing information out of her brain. Afterwards, she was left dizzy and startled as the suit suddenly moved towards the kitchen. Man, its fast!
Rika watched as her hands shot out, going into cupboards and pulling things out so fast it seemed almost random.

A while later, Rika was sitting at her table with a bowl of curry in front of her. The mask grew an opening for the mouth, forcing her lips open and shut as it force fed her curry. Rika was nonplussed.
So it’s some kind of living suit. But it’s eating curry! Being stuck in this thing is like being a puppet. Or a doll.

Once the bowl was emptied, Rika felt the suit squeeze her head again. When her dizzy spell ended, she found herself in front of the mirror, posing as her hands ran all over her body.  iIt’s doing what I did before. Still…. As one of her hands traveled to her breast while the other went down below, she stopped caring much. After a while, the suit squeezed her brain again, and it traveled into her room and laid out on the bed while continuing to play with Rika’s body. From how she saw it, she wasn’t getting out of the suit on her own anytime soon, and as long as it went like this, she could cope with it.

Early that morning, Rika’s mom came home, and quietly peeked into Rika’s room. She smiled I know I haven’t been around much lately, and I’m sure you’ve been lonely without your friend. It was rare and expensive, but that costume was worth it. She liked it so much that she even went to sleep in it. Well, I’m off to bed. Good night Rika. I’ll talk to you in a few days. Until then, I hope you enjoy a gift from your #1 fan.