Ch8

“I feel like I’ve been slimed, all over!”, Mary said, while Jean lubed up Mary, for entry into her catsuit, having a slightly extra focus on Mary’s breasts. “Do you really need to massage my boobs, so much?”, she asked. “Oh sorry – Just got caught up in your cute boobs! – I don’t know about you, but for me, Beauty Is about a balance between someone’s proportions – Your’s are just right, in the whole of you! Not too big, not too minute…heh – please step in!”, she said, holding up the catsuit, for Mary to step into the legs, sighing as she does so. As her left leg got further in, she felt a buzz, from the tip of her toes, up her leg, into her stomach, over her chest, up her neck and into her brain. “Dang! I feel like a buzzing from this! My whole brain is like static from an old fashioned TV set”, she said. Jean looked up at her. “Yeah? I think you’re taking to this, like a duck to water! – Next leg!”, again, feeling the buzz travelling up to her brain. Jean stood up, pulling the main body up the front of her stomach and chest. “Arms next!”. Jean poked her arms into the suit, feeling the cool latex warm up, on her legs and over her butt and lower body. With the suit almost completely on, Jean went up behind Mary, pulling up the zip, following her spine. “Well – My turn!”, she said, showing Mary over to the bench to sit and observe.

She did it as if she had done it thousands of times, before, which of course, Mary thought Jean had. She looked how Jean stepped well practised into the black suit, following how Jean ran her hands and fingers over her body, breasts and crotch. Mary was in awe. “Am I lesbian or bi? I’ve never been such a girl, before”. Jean looked over at Mary, finding Mary just sitting, staring at her. “You alright there, Little Bird?”, she asked. Mary didn’t respond immediately. “Hey! You okay there, Mary?”. Mary snapped out of it. “I don’t know what happened”, she murmured. “You’re just so beautiful! – And I’m not even Bi or anything”. “I mean – You can be any of that malarky, simply on a personal basis, yeah? – Sometimes the classic terms, are too wide or too narrow”. Jean then walked up to Mary, caressing her breast and cheeks, then putting her head near Mary’s, kissing her on the cheek. Mary felt another wave of buzzing, from the place Jean kissed her, all over her chest and into her stomach. “Wow! This is wild! So fucking wild!, she thought to herself. Jean went behind her back, pulling around the corset, starting to buckle it on the front, then asking Mary to stand up, and turn around, lacing it up in the back. “Such a cute dolly”, jean smiled, then pickup up her own corset, putting it on by herself – Swift and experienced. “Let’s go to the sitting room for a moment, before we go any further, yeah?”.

Walking up the stairs to the ground floor, Mary felt as if her body was hugged from every side, all over, by the latex and the corset, trying to breathe deep, while savouring the feeling of the whole suit and setup. “You’re into this, it seems?”, Jean asked. “Way more than I thought I’d ever be!”, Mary answered. Jean asked Mary to sit down in a big armchair, going to a set of drawers by the windows, pulling out a silk scarf. “Let’s play a bit!” – “Err, I’m not sure I’m really into that”, Mary objected. “I’m not going to tie you up, or anything – Just blindfolding”. Mary looked at Jean for a moment. “Okay, I guess, as long as it isn’t anything more than than”. Jean tied the scarf around Mary’s eyes, then went to Mary’s shopping bag, poking about, pulling out the chocolate and the flowers. She took the flowers, and a piece of marzipan chocolate, running the flowers all over Marys body and around her chin, then tickling her around her face, before putting a piece of chocolate into her mouth. Whether it was serotonin or sugar, she felt a rush in her head, as she ate the chocolate, and the rose moved around her body. Jean laid the flower on Mary’s legs, then caressed her cheeks and her hair, kissing her on her cheeks, before removing the blindfold. “What do you say? Let’s take a pause, yeah?”, hugging her from behind.

“This is so wild! I’d never imagined myself in any of this stuff! The rubber, the female form like this”, Mary said to Jean, as they took off their garments. “Well – I’d love to show you more! We just need to do it gently, and with no rush!”, Jean answered. “We’ve got our scans, so I can print some toys, garments and so on, ready for us to use”. Mary froze. “And so on? What do you mean?”. Jean smirked. “Well – One thing is latex, another is ‘harder’ stuff – Plugs, cuffs, hoods, restraints”. Mary stared at Jean. “Err – Can we start easy, on that stuff?”, Mary asked. “Sure! – It’s about having fun, not about trying to traumatise anyone”, Jean answered. “For now, though – It’s time for a bath for both of us”. They stripped down, naked. “I have a little soapy pool, for washing, and then we can go hang in the spa, if you’re in?”, Jean went. They went into a middle-room, with showers, doing a quick rinse down, then hopping into the wash-pool, washing off the remaining bits of lube. Clean and washed, they then sat into the spa bath, on high temperature and with bubbles foaming. “So, what’s your review of today?”, Jean asked. “Well – I’d never thought I’d be in this stuff – I’m curious about doing more, really – But I’m a bit worried about going too deep, too soon”, Mary went. “Well – We’ll take it quiet and safe, okay?”. A while later, clothed normally, Mary and Jean had an afternoon snack, before Mary went on her way home. “Am I really weird enough, to look forward to what’s coming?”.

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