It Suits Me: Epilogue (Patreon)

Winter break was over and classes for the spring semester started tomorrow. Several months had passed since Gerald’s arrest. I had a great time spending the break with Barry’s family and visiting my family. I couldn’t bring Barry to my family —they would freak out if they knew I was dating so he wore my body suit the whole weekend I was there. It was fantastic not having to make small talk with cousin Evelyn, though I did have to listen to her. Barry seemed to enjoy the challenge.

Barry commanded me to give him a few commands and then he had me doll­ify him and issue the commands. I’m not sure exactly what the commands were as he had me forget, but they involved making him more open to wearing my skinsuit. I’m not sure why but Barry has been wearing me since I saw my family two weeks ago.

When he – or I suppose when I  – returned to campus driving his car, I dropped my luggage off at my dorm and then dropped off his stuff at his dorm. Joel was already there when I arrived and he could not tell that Barry was wearing me. Barry’s harem trickled into Barry’s dorm room over the next few hours.

One thing we did over winter break was test how long his cum remained potent. I loved that. Barry ejaculated into a condom and then we found just a small dab of it was enough to dollify me. Barry and I had sex to restore me and we tried again with cum taken from the condom a couple hours later. Over the course of thirty-six hours, we had sex maybe a dozen times. Barry removed me before leaving for campus for a few hours. I don’t know exactly what happened during that time, but he prepared a condom for use when he arrived on Campus wearing me.

Amy showed up first and she was disappointed when I said I had a condom full of cum for her to take a small sample of. Barry opened the suit and I don’t know what he said but Amy was standing in a corner at attention when I was aware again. This also happened with Maya a half hour later. And again, I did not know what he said to her when the suit was open.

Kenneth arrived and he was eager to talk to Barry about being turned into Candace again. When I, technically Barry, asked him why, he just said he preferred sex as a woman. Barry got a bit freaky at this point and I think it was part of the commands that he gave himself. He ended up giving Kenneth a blow job using my mouth. Barry loved the feeling of sucking Kenneth’s dick. And by extension so did I. Barry opened the suit afterward and when I was again aware I gave Ken commands to turn into Candace, triplet to the Feldon twins. Apparently one of the things Barry was doing when he opened the suit was telling his new dolls to obey me as well since Barry was never able to command his dolls when he wore a bodysuit.

Candace joined Maya and Amy standing at attention.

Libby and Laura arrived together and were soon a part of the harem. The five of them were just standing there inert when Barry had us leave the dorm. I knew Amy and probably Maya were into being treated like objects but I wasn’t so sure about Libby, Laura, and Candace.

We went to my dorm room. Danny and Sandra were there. I was unpacking and it took over an hour before Sandra asked if I was really Jessica. Barry admitted he was wearing me and they asked him why. He said, “She likes being out of control. This is the easiest way to leave her out of control for long periods of time. She’s been a bodysuit for over two weeks now.”

“Two weeks, that’s so cool,” Sandra said. “Would you wear me for two weeks, Danny?”

“What about going to my classes?”

“Just take her off and leave her hanging in your closet until you can put her back on. Or at least that’s my plan.”

This was the first time I’d heard Barry might continue to keep me as a bodysuit. I was both terrified by the idea and turned on by it, too. He couldn’t be serious, could he?

“Ooo, please Danny, we should do that, too.”

“Are you serious, Barry?”

I shrugged.

“We can talk about it later. You couldn’t be a doll if I was going to wear you.”

“True,” Sandra said. “Maybe later in the semester. C’mon, Danny, let’s head over to your place. Give Barry some space here.”

* * *

Sandra and I walked over to the frat house. Gene was in the living room talking to Marc. Marc said, “Hey, Danny, Sandra. You gonna doll again this semester?”

“I might,” she said.

I didn’t say anything since she was a doll right now. With the secret blown, it wasn’t a problem that folks knew she could become a realistic sex doll. We had talked about her doing this and she assured me that since she was inert when other guys fucked her that it wasn’t a big deal. She only participated in sex with me, when I didn’t command her to be inert for me, of course.

“Are you running for fraternity president, Danny?”

“Me?”

“You did help depose Gerald. A lot of guys were being blackmailed by him. You’d win easily.”

“I haven’t considered it at all.”

“Vote is next Monday. You should think about it.”

“Yeah, after we kicked out those idiots who were keeping the kidnapped girls in the basement, everyone left in XPE probably has a reason to be thankful to you,” Marc said. “It’s either that or convince Barry to pledge. I think only he could beat you.”

Gene’s phone buzzed. “Tina’s in her dorm room. I gotta go.”

“Happy shrinking,” Sandra said.

“You know?”

“I talk to Barry frequently.”

“I think everyone knew,” I said. Marc just nodded.

“That makes my life simpler. See you later.”

Marc also left and as we headed upstairs more of the brothers mentioned they were hoping I would run for president. When we got into his room, he closed and locked the door.

“Do you think I should?” I said.

“If you end up being busy, I can just spend more time as a doll.”

“I’m glad this would be convenient for you.”

“Oh, don’t be silly, Danny. Of course you should run. President of a fraternity as a sophomore is a great resume talking point.”

* * *

“Restoration Time,” the owner of the clothing store said.

I could feel my hollow body filling in and filling out. I was human once again. Technically, I was still a doll. The Restoration Time trigger made me look fully human and able to move and act on my own. The Decoration Time trigger would turn me back into a mannequin. Only Maxine, the owner of this store, could trigger my changes. “So soon?” I said once I could move.

“Diana, you’ve been a mannequin for over a month.”

“I know. I’m going to miss it.”

“Well, remember what I told you. Once the semester starts I don’t want to see you in that window except on an occasional Sunday.”

“I know. I feel really great now. I shouldn’t want to be mannequin for a least a week.”

She had already dressed me in my own clothes, clothes I had not worn since just before winter break started. She had also charged my phone. The number of texts and emails wasn’t too insane. I hired a car to get to the sorority house and read through the texts and emails on the way. At the house, I was greeted warmly by Sophia and the others. Although I was told several of the girls were here earlier and then said something about finding Barry. Maybe I could get him to give me a trigger I could use on my own. I went to my office and Sophia followed.

“How was your display gig?”

“Fabulous. I am so relaxed now.”

“Well, I’m ready to give you the reins to the sorority back. Winter break didn’t require a lot of Presidential work for the sorority but there are a few items starting to pile in the virtual in-basket that I saved since the actual President should preside over them.”

“I’m sure I’ll slip into the groove easily after my awesome vacation,” I said. “I saw you walk by yesterday. Worried I might have had Maxine box me up and hide from you?”

“Only a little.”

* * *

It’s funny. The more I treat Roxy like a sexdoll, the more turned on she gets. Barry is fucking awesome. He basically told her to obey me unless it stops being fun. And initially I was careful to treat her like a person. The only time she said No to one of my commands was when I was being respectful of her as a fellow human being. She wanted to be my toy, she said. Since that day, she spends most of the time sitting on the bed, inert, unmoving. When I went out on the road with the band for a weekend, she spent the weekend doing nothing.

I worried that I’m pushing too far sometimes. She sometimes seemed reluctant when I tell her she can act freely because I needed her to be my girlfriend sometimes. Sexdolls are fun. But so are real human interactions.

At one point we had this conversation:

“I know you like the bondage aspect of being unable to move. But when I’m not around, don’t you get bored?”

“I’ve told you before,” she said. “Not having a choice turns me on. Aren’t I the best bed toy after you leave me alone for days. You tell me I can act freely and I pounce you hard until you can’t get hard any more.”

“What if I left you as a doll while I was home? Would that annoy you?”

“Why would it?”

“What if I brought some other chick home and we fucked in the bed while you just had to watch?”

She didn’t answer at first. “Do I know the woman? Or she just someone you met at a gig?”

“The latter.”

“That would be so fucking hot.”

So I did. I’ve done it a few times. The most recent time, Sable – I doubt that was her real name – was really into the Roxy doll. She French kissed the doll and fondled it and when I said, “What if that doll came to life?” Sable said, “I’d fuck her and you.” I commanded Roxy to fuck the two of us and Sable was into it. Sable still thinks Roxy is some kind of advanced sexdoll. Roxy and I had a good laugh about that. We should show her Roxy’s a person but Roxy wanted to keep it a secret. Or should I introduce Sable to Barry?

The doorbell rang and Sable entered. She had two suitcases. “I’m taking classes here this semester. Can I crash with you?”

* * *

Tina let me out of my cage and I stretched my cat body out before stepping out.

“Sorry to wake you but we’re back on campus, Izzy.”

I looked around. The room looked weird through my cat eyes. I had spent a lot of time small in this room. But as a cat, it was a still unusual. Sometimes I found myself forgetting I was human. Somehow Tina could sense this and would turn me back into a human for a while to prevent me from becoming fully a cat.

“You know you really aren’t a cat,” Tina said.

It was like she could read my mind. Technically, I was one of Barry’s dolls. Tina could turn me into a cat or back into a human with a command. I was immune to her shrinking power as a doll. That helped our continuing relationship a lot. I don’t know why I allowed Tina to be my owner when I was a cat. But Barry said he could not care for me over winter break.

Thankfully, it didn’t matter. Tina was more aware of my well-being after Barry did whatever he did to her mind. She was still a little cuckoo but she was now a diligent pet owner.

There was a knock at the door. Tina touched my collar and said, “Human.” The transformation lasted about fifteen seconds at my request to Barry. When I was human she said, “Gene’s outside. I’m guessing you’ll want to leave.”

I quickly got dress. “Yeah, I should go eat some human food. It’s been a few weeks.”

* * *

Gerald was led into the visiting room by a guard. He was escorted to the table where I was sitting. “Do I know you?” He asked.

“No, but I know you,” I said. “My name is Veronica Henley but you can call me Ronnie. I was so sad that you got caught. The misery you were creating was so delightful.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it however that works.”

“Oh, I’m here to restore some of it. You’re clash with Barry ruined two of my sources of misery. Your blackmail victims and Tina’s shrink victims. Maria is more miserable but not sufficiently. You owe me a lot of misery.”

“I owe it to you?”

“Maybe not legally. But I’m still going to make sure your misery makes up for the misery I lost.”

“Who are you?”

“I’m the Empath. Didn’t Dr. Pritcher tell you about me?”

“I know the Empath is one of the seven archetypes. I was not aware an Empath was on campus.”

“I’m a grad student. And I do believe I’ve stayed off Edwin’s and Saul’s radar. They only know about you, Barry, Maria, and Tina, I think.”

“Well, that’s great for you. What does it have to do with me?”

“Nothing. Nothing any more. I’m just here to look you in the eye as you receive some bad news.” She picked up her phone and dialed a number. “Hello?” “He’s right here.”

She turned the phone toward Gerald and video conference started with an older gentleman.

“Dad?”

“Gerald, I am so disappointed in you. I’m not paying your legal fees any more.”

“What?”

“You heard me. Your mother will disown me if I pay to get you out of jail for kidnapping charges. She lost her younger sister to kidnappers and she draws a hard line against kidnapping.”

“What sister?”

“Don’t play dumb. Goodbye forever, Gerald.”

The connection ended.

“What did you do?” He asked me.

“I didn’t kidnap anyone,” I said. “I also had a wonderful lunch with your mother. She told me about her sister being killed after a kidnapping. She was only eight. Tragic.”

“That never happened.”

“No, it didn’t. But she thinks it did. Sucks to be you.”

“Why?”

“I love misery and you were my best source for it. When the well ran dry, I had to improvise.” I could smell the despair wafting off him. I inhaled deeply. I stood up. “Ta ta. Guard?” The guard opened the door so I could leave without looking back at Gerald.

* * *

I fell asleep with Abby, Buffy, and Candy sharing my bed. We had fallen asleep after they had taken turns see who could best eat me out. I don’t know about them, but I believe I won. I woke up as Abby was trying to get out of the bed and take Buffy with her.

“I didn’t want to wake you,” Abby said.

“It’s okay. I wanted to go to breakfast before class,” I said.

It was after eight. I don’t know when Candy left. After the twins left, the room was empty. I got up and took off Jessica. I hooked Jessica up to a portable automatic inflation pump and within 20-30 seconds she was ready to plug up. I sealed the suit and she took a deep breath.

“You inflated me? I thought you were going to keep me as a suit forever,” she said.

“You sound disappointed.” As I was putting the hose back in the closet I jabbed my hand on something.

“Only a little.” She took my hand and blood dripped from my finger. “Did you get a boo-boo?” She sucked my finger into her mouth to make it all better.

“It’s nothing.” I handed her some of her clothes that I had taken with me from her room.

“Is it hot in here?”

She was sweating. Her forehead and temples nearly dripping but it wasn’t clear. It was skin colored.

Her hand was still holding mine but it looked like it was melting. “You drank my blood!”

“Oh, my goddess. What does your blood do?”

“We don’t know.”

“Am I melting?”

I grabbed a garbage bag and spread it out on the floor. “Stand in the middle.”

As she stepped over, parts of her foot dripped behind. Once she was in the middle of the bag I pulled the drawstring up slightly. As I did she seemed to shrink as her lower legs gave way and turned into a fleshy slurry. In less than a minute, Jessica had turned from a living person into a garbage bag of liquid flesh.

I poked at the mass of flesh in the bag. It was not a viscous fluid. More of a gelatin that was now molded into a bag shape. The drippings of her foot were also gelatin and I picked them up and dropped them into the bag where they merged into the rest of her mass.

“Jessica? Can you hear me?”

The bag of flesh quivered.