jim shrugged and figured he might as well finish the process, pulling the arms of the skin over his own like he would pull on a pair of gloves. He then pulled up the zipper at the back to tighten up the chest but the pert breasts just looked like distended empty bags stretched across his male chest. Jim was much too tall for the skin and too bulky despite not being very fit. he pulled the head of the skin over his face, taking time to align the facial features carefully before he zipped up the back and closed the coppercolored flap to hide the zipper.
Suddenly he felt dizzy and fell to the floor of the booth his entire body convulsing. He felt his body mass dwindle and a sucking feeling as the skin attached closer to his frame. he felt as if he was shrinking while his ears perked almost painfully and his chest altered. After a few moments the feelings passed and Jim recovered his senses. He slowly got to his feet and looked in the mirror. A lovely, very short and lithe woman with delicate features, copper skin and long pointed ears looked back at him. He gasped, and a feminine gasp escaped the lips of the girl. then Jim realized the suit had done something to him. He was no longer a he, she was now the girl the suit portrayed.
carefully at first, Jim started poking her new body. Her breasts were now firm and perky, her waist was slender, her neck had no trace of an Adam's apple and even her eyes had changed color. The metal bikini outfit had loosened from the "skin" and Jim found she could now remove it like any clothing. She marveled at her pretty naked form, much smaller than her normal male one. She also felt herself being aroused by the sight of the pretty naked girl she now was, and started rubbing her breasts, which created even more feelings of arousal.
Jim forecfully stopped herself and donned the slave girl outfit again. She tried desperately not to be aroused and stepped out of the booth. her head was filled with questions and ideas on what to do now, when suddenly...
Wed Sep 13 02:32:43 2006