The first thing she noticed was that the opening on her back was closing up, and not from one end to the other. Instead, the edges appeared to melt together at seemingly random points. In no time at all, she was totally encased in the suit, with no way out. The prospect was both frightening and exciting at the same time, and not only because it meant, that the letter was the real deal.
Only moments after she was sealed in, the suit started to tighten. Ann could feel it all over her body, from her feet to her head. She pulled one hand in front of her face and could see how the wrinkles and folds disappear and the strange pointy tips of the glove being pulled over her fingers. Soon, her hand was perfectly smooth and covered in black. The fabric sat tight and the strange endings were gone. And yet it wasn't restricting her finger's flexibility in the least. But before that part was completed her attention was pulled to her feet. The soles of the shoes pushed up and formed themselves to her feet, supporting them far more naturally. At the same time, the fabric tightened around her toes and seemed to wiggle between them. Suddenly, the fabric relaxed and smoothed out around the outlines of her feet and legs, making them appear utterly featureless. Ann didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed about that.
This happened all across her whole body: the suit tightened around her hip and rear, slipping slightly between her butt cheeks and accentuating what curves she had. Without any excess material her shoulders seemed broader, her neck tauter and her hips wider. Still, Ann wasn't finished yet. She figured that if she had come this far, she might as well complete the task. The integrated mask was still dangling from her neck.
Should I wear the mask, ann thought. Her heart was racing inside, she made her hair into a bun and dared to pull the mask above her head.it was pitch black inside, nothing was visible. Slowly the mask melted to accommodate according to her head, suddenly ann felt a sharp sting in her eye, and then everything was visible again. She went to a nearby mirror to check herself. Her ears and face were hidden from view, her hai bun was also melted down, not even outlines remained, like a completely bald head. The white patches of the mask were pressed tightly to her face, no longer inhibiting her vision in the least. she doesn't even have to blink now And her thighs seemed just a touch firmer.
The only outline left is of her panties and a sports bra that is clearly visible.
Fuck me I should have removed those too, ann started cursing herself. Suddenly she felt like something touched her privates, the symbiote slowly started to absorb her remained clothing.
Wait how do you know I wanted to remove those? ann asked
A vision appeared showing ann images of neural link.
Ann froze up as she watches her new look. Gone was the skinny and shy wallflower. The woman there seemed slim, not skinny. He now got a 6 pack abs gave her an athletic look, complimented with more defined-looking arms and legs. All of that was covered by the utterly flawless, skintight suit. Not a single wrinkle could be found and, as she flexed and moved her limbs, Ann felt no tug or stretch from the fabric. It simply fits like a second skin.
There was Eddie's letter, of course. He had written something about superpowers, but had, in typical Eddie-fashion, neglected to mention what these were. Maybe that's what she had seen? Was it her new powers in use?
Ann felt compelled to investigate. But before she could finish her thought, she got up and walked over to her bed. The whole time, her body seemed to move on its own, as if someone was carrying her. While moving across the room, Ann couldn't help marveling at the comfort of her suit.
Without thinking about it, she reached for the bed. With both hands under the bed, she tried to lift it a little. Ann could move her bed around on her own if pushed, but suddenly a vision depicted Eddie bending a car body without difficulty.
After this ann lifted the whole bed.
This feels like a cardboard box, ann thought and removed one hand, she didn't flinch a little, the bed was too light for her.
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