The Unknow - Three Friends and the (...) Starship (6) (Patreon)

MPORTANT NOTE: Everything that appears here, in this story, only exists in my mind, anything that resembles reality is coincidence or fortuitous. . .

( hopefully there will be many of these 💓, or not, who knows 😭 )

THREE FRIENDS AND THE (IMPERIAL) SPACE-ELF STARSHIP

Part 6 - Giving In To Temptation

Susana was sweating, pulling the suit up to her neck was costing her a lot of effort. Wearing a full latex suit had always been a fantasy of hers, but even with jobbing the scholarship money was not enough to buy even a single garment. Although that uniform wasn't latex, that's what it looked like, but it felt like her best and softest pantyhose. But with a synthetic touch and it was as tight as her second hand latex pantyhose. It had no seams, no zipper, but it did have a strange symbol at the level of her pelvis.

To her surprise and making it even kinkier, the small two probes between her legs that felt like gel dildos. It was as if the suit had been devised for a human woman. A very nymphomaniac woman to boot. And from her feet to her neck, it fit her better than she first imagined.

The whole suit fit her body perfectly. It shaped and smoothed out her curves, giving her an even better figure than she already had. The suit made any imperfection, wart, scar, or any mark on her body disappear, except her nipples. And although putting on the suit from the very first moment had been tedious and difficult, Susana loved it.

And the fact that the suit also had those kind of heels, which she thought were most elegant and sexy, made it even better. For a few seconds she imagined herself walking around the ship in that suit, being the commander and the envy of an imaginary crew.

Inside that alien uniform, there were millions and millions of tiny tendrils. Which, if it were not for their length, would not even be visible, although Susana had not noticed them at first, since the inner side of the suit was very well lubricated with a viscous substance. It seemed to move constantly with a certain intention, which was partly due to the tendrils. When she noticed them, she felt some fear at first, and her hands went to the opening of the hood. She had seen and read many things about alien costumes and artifacts on the internet. Not all of them good.

For some reason, she didn't pull at the hood and stood still, expectant of what those tendrils would do. Soon she felt relaxed and let herself be carried away by the sensual and erotic feeling they gave her. What she liked most about the goo and tendrils, was that they were not intrusive, nor did they appear or behave in a harmful or threatening way. What's more, they glided over her skin gently, caressed her, massaged her in a way that quickly relaxed her completely.

Also the symbol on her pelvis seemed to emit a faint, but rhythmic vibration, amplified by the two probes sticking inside her. Susana began to feel hot in that special place.

Her whole body reacted to the stimulation produced by the suit and Susana came to the conclusion that such an exciting suit could not be a threat. So instead of taking it off, her gloved hands pulled up the hood. And so, with one last effort, Susan managed to wrap the tight hood around her head, then pulled her hair through a hole in the back, giving her a beautiful ponytail, which looked a little plasticky because it was now glistening with lubricant. When she finished pulling the hood on, it seemed to stick to her like a second skin, being so tight.

Now, after she had put on the hood, the suit seemed to get a little tighter, matching the tightness of the hood. The part around her crotch got even tighter, and the tendrils grew more eager and the probes explored a little deeper into her body. Something that did not only excite Susana now, but started to make her wet, making her love that outfit even more.

She took a few quick steps to the mirror and gaped at what she saw. Noticing that walking in those built-in shoes, the thin stiletto heels, was surprisingly comfortable. The suit fit her better than anything she had ever tried on before. None of her turtleneck swimsuits, her nylon or spandex jumpsuits, or her vinyl catsuit made her look so sexy. Even her curves and ass were better defined.

And that's when she saw the same devices that the alien had on her head, on the sides of her hood. Besides, something about the suit began to change. Both all over her back and from the top of her chest to almost her pelvis, sexy and suggestive transparencies appeared.

"What are these things for... " she wondered curiously, but soon forgot about them to enjoy her reflection, posing as if she were a model for a fetish magazine, unable to avoid caressing that fabric that awakened her desire more with every movement.

"Gods, but I look so hot. It's tight, but comfortable, with built-in toys, every movement reminds me that I'm inside it, but it doesn't bother me at all... it molds my body... it's sexy... I feel sexy... and hot. You're coming home with me... Gods, I can't wait for Daniel and Paolo to see me in this suit."

Delighting in seeing her reflection, Susana discovered that the fit of the suit on her body was beyond any fabric or clothing design on earth. In her excitement, one of her hands ended up slipping between her buttocks, and she noticed that the suit replicated the shape of her anus perfectly. And as horny as she was, it wasn't hard to get one of her fingers as deep inside her as she could, wishing she had one of her dildos at hand.

"Fuck!" she said panting from forced breathing as she couldn't keep her hands off herself. "it's like it amplifies the sensitivity of my skin.... mmmmh... so much so... it's like it's designed to never come off! This suit is perfect."

"Of course Captain," Susana heard a voice coming from all sides. "It was designed by the best bio-organic engineers of the Red-Elf Empire."

"What... who?" said, again frightened, Susana looking around everywhere first and then at the entrance to the cockpit, that had just opened.


to be continued...