After Eddie's death
It was later evening ann returned home, as she entered her room, she saw box laying on the table, there was a black glossy suit and a letter inside.
She picks the letter and starts reading.
Dear ann,
I know I was not an ideal husband, never gave you something apart from grief so as an inheritance I am leaving this suit for you. This is not an ordinary suit, this is a symbiote, this will give you superhuman powers. I have created a lot of enemies, after my death they will be after you, Power of this suit will help you fight them.
I love you
She picked up the suit, unfolding It still looked strange, but it felt like a very odd mixture between latex and silk. She had never felt anything this smooth and pleasant to the touch. It was a full-body suit, with integrated gloves and a mask that would conceal the wearer's entire face. Where eyes were supposed to be, it had white spots, in the shape of tears. There was a large white spider on the chest. The only reinforced part where the feet, which had proper soles, to provide traction. There was a narrow opening along the back.
All this was starting to turn into a strange dream for Ann. Had she been chosen to continue Eddie's work? Was she truly in danger, like Eddie suggested in the letter? Whatever the case, Ann was holding this supposed miracle suit in her hands, to do with as she pleased, because Eddie trusted her.
She stood up and held the suit out in front of her, to get a better look. It looked roughly her size.
"This is ridiculous!" she said tossing the suit to the couch. With a sigh, she made her way to the kitchen. It was getting late. She began preparing a meal for herself.
All the while, though, she kept looking back at the black suit that lay there messily slumped across her couch. She couldn't stop thinking about it. What if it really is everything Eddie described in his letter?
Making her way back to the couch, she picked up the suit again. Curiosity had gotten the better of her. What should she do with the mysterious item? What would anyone do?
A wicked smile stretched across her blushing face.
"Couldn't hurt to at least try it on, right? Probably doesn't even fit."
Looks like I have to remove my clothing, she thought, as she looked at the opening in the back of the suit
Gripping the strange black suit, Ann's eyes locked on the opening in the back. There was still a part of her that was cautioning her, but her mind was made up.
She ran her hand across the soft fabric once more. Normally, Ann wouldn't get so excited about putting on an outfit. This was strange. There was something sensual about the costume touching against her skin and she savored every moment of it. The idea of wearing it seemed more and more thrilling to her.
She slipped a hand inside. To her surprise, it felt even better, like this rubbery silk was gliding over her skin. It was hard to imagine that this could be useful in a fight; the unusual texture seemed far too slippery. Pulling her hand out again, Ann inspected the integrated gloves and boots. The gloves appeared no different at first glance, but she couldn't slide over their surface. There must have been a different material used for the palm and fingers, she thought. That meant that she could get a proper grip with them on. The boots consisted of a simple hardened sole with no profile or specific form. Looking at them, Ann's expression switched to a frown. Based on appearance alone, she imagined them to be fairly uncomfortable.
She shrugged and took the suit into her bedroom, resting the cloth on her bed. Like most people, she felt more at ease in the privacy there. It only took her a few moments to strip down to her underwear. Ann was already reaching for the suit when she pulled back and unclasped her bra.
Wait I shouldn't go fully Naked beneath that suit, ann thought and pulled a thin sports bra out of wardrobe and wore it.
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