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Heather had just got home from work. It was finally Friday and a package was waiting for her at her door as she arrived home. Inside was the first latex catsuit she'd ever ordered. She'd jokingly mentioned in the order's additional comments section that the color she wanted reminded her of the orange of a tiger. The manufacturer responded by including what appeared to be a human sized cat collar with her order that had a little bell. It wasn't really the kink that Heather was into, but she thought it was kind of cute and maybe she'd put it on just to try it out. She had a party to attend across town on the top floor of a high rise suite that supposedly rented out. Inspecting the collar Heather noticed it was incredibly crafted for a simple add on item and had the letters L.L.S. stamped on the side. Shrugging, she tossed it on her bed and inspected her new bodysuit. It sparkled in the light and looking everything like she'd imagined and more. Since it was time to get ready for the party, Heather wasted no time in starting to put her new bodysuit on.
Heather sat back on her bed, holding her new bodysuit. She eyed the collar that was sent to her and shrugged, deciding to give it a try. It fit nicely and as she put it on, she could hear the little bell jingle around her neck. Heather smiled at the sound and leaned back on to her pillows with a bottle of oil so she slid into her new suit easier. She removed her lingerie and started rubbing on the oil to cover her skin.
Heather poured the oil into her hands to warm it, then rubbed it on herself, starting at her feet and working her way up her body to her breasts. As she caressed her breasts with her hands, rubbing the oil in, she realized just how turned on she was. Her breasts felt warm, and incredibly tender. They seemed puffier than normal and the nipples almost enlarged in size. Was she really that turned on? Was it the oil? The excitement of trying on the suit? It didn't really matter to her as she gently teased her nipples sending shivers of excitement through her body. Grabbing the latex suit, Heather saw the opening in the back with the zipper-less design the website bragged about. She wasn't sure how it worked, so she just continued to put it on. Heather struggled to suppress a moan as the latex slipped easily over her leg, fitting tight. The suit felt like a second skin as she wiggled her toes inside it, her body begging her to put more of it on. As turned on as the suit made her feel, Heather was more than happy to oblige.
Covered in oil and incredibly turned on, Heather wasted no time in slipping her other leg into the catsuit. The feeling of the latex sliding over her skin felt even better this time and only excited her more as her body quivered at the thought of being completely covered in the tight latex outfit. Her breasts felt warmer than they did earlier and as she took a second to cup them in her hands and noticed she could barely get her hands around them. Heather gave her tender breasts a gentle squeeze. A tiny moan escaped her lips at the feeling and the size change slipped from her mind. She had to keep putting more of the latex outfit on.
Getting up on to her knees she started pulling the outfit up over her hips. As the latex slipped over her oily curves she could have sworn her hips felt larger too, but maybe it was just because of how tight it fit. Rotating her body, she inspected herself in the mirror. The latex was so sexy and smooth around her lower curves she and she couldn't believe how good it felt. She could feel how wet she was and it was taking so much willpower not to pleasure herself inside the suit. Rubbing her hands along her hips, she could feel her body getting more and more turned on. She tried calming down, but the more she tried the stronger the feeling became. Heather was so intensely focused on how amazing the experience felt, she didn't noticed some of the other changes that were slowly starting to take place. She just wanted more of the suit slipping and sliding around her body.
Heather's entire body was burning with sexual energy. Every thought she had involved rubbing, squeezing, fingering or pleasuring any part of her body. She wanted to finish putting the suit on, but her body might not let her get there at this rate. She tried to resist the pleasure that was building. How long before she gave in and pleasured herself? How long before it didn't matter and her body orgasmed on its own? Heather clenched her teeth as she moaned again, near panting, and started sliding her arms into the catsuit.
Both arms easily slipped in and the feeling of the latex sliding over her skin again, nearly pushed her over the edge. The latex pressed against her oiled breasts, sliding across her tender nipples, and slowly began wrapping around them, supporting their still growing weight. Every inch of her breasts were hugged tightly by the suit as they continued to grow, the pressure inside them building. Her body was begging her to squeeze them but she knew it would push her over to edge, so she tried to resist. The suit seemed to continue to tighten around her torso. Is this what they meant by zipper-less design? How was that possible? She looked down at the suit, as she thought about it and noticed the color seemed strangely different. The pleasure inside her surged again and Heather fell forward on to her hands, her breathing quickening. Her body quivered in delight as her breasts and hips swelled once more and were gently squeezed tighter by the catsuit's smooth latex.
Heather rolled over, the latex catsuit tightening around every curve of her body, her breast and hips expanding larger with each build up of pleasure. She wanted to orgasm so badly she could barely think, her body begging her for release. Looking down she saw her now massive breasts stretching in size. It felt like the suit had formed to her pussy lips and was pressing inside her, coating her. She ran her hands along her smooth curves up to her breasts. It didn't matter to her how much of a mess it would make, there was something inside that was driving her forward. She needed to orgasm.
Cupping her breasts, Heather rubbed their massive size, her hands sliding gently around them, caressing them. Her whole body was so sexually charged, she knew it wouldn't matter what she touched. Breathing quickly, she started pressing her breasts together and squeezing at the same time. As if the suit responded, it squeezed tighter as her breasts swelled in size again. Heather gasped, the impending orgasm building stronger. She'd never been this turned on, it should be easy to orgasm, but why couldn't she? Her vagina started leaking cum. "But how?", she thought. She squeezed more, gently playing with her nipples and almost instantly forgot. The feeling kept building and she needed it so badly. What would it take? Her face felt as though it was stretching and reshaping itself. It felt so good that nothing mattered anymore. Heather's only goal was the orgasmic release that her body was refusing to give her.
Heather's body felt like it was on fire with pleasure. She was stuck at an orgasmic peak she'd never been able to achieve through any type of pleasuring and it just kept getting stronger. Her breathing was quick, filled with constant moaning as her breasts and hips kept growing in size. She had to find something that would help to her orgasm or else she'd lose her mind from being stuck at the peak, unable to crest over.
Rolling over she crawled up the bed. Heather had a few sex toys stashed away, they had to help right? Her enlarged breasts swayed heavily beneath her as she crawled forward. Everything about her body was changing, but the pleasure still consumed her every thought. The color of the suit had drastically changed, she could feel the latex spreading up her neck to her head and something that swished playfully back and forth near her thick ass. Heather had nearly made it to the edge of the bed when she felt the suit press deeper into her pussy and ass. She stopped moving, her body quivered in pleasure as her tongue rolled out of her mouth and an almost feral moan escaped her. The resulting pleasure caused her body to grow faster and her face to stretch forward even more. Panting she tried to focus, she needed that toy, needed the orgasm that suit refused to let her have until it's transformation of her was complete.
Crawling forward, Heather had to stop at the corner of the bed, the feeling of being stuck at the peak of an orgasm making it almost impossible to hold herself up. Panting quickly, she sat at the corner, trying to remember where her sex toys were. The pleasure was building so strong, she was moaning almost constantly. Heather kept slowly rubbing her body, her breasts, her pussy, everything felt so slippery and smooth. She could feel the latex spreading down her face with it's warm, slippery texture only forcing her pleasure threshold higher.
Her body was begging her to orgasm and it was the only thing she wanted. Reaching up, she grabbed her two massive breasts and teased her nipples causing shivers to run through her. Squeezing them together pushed her body's peak even higher, she was right there, right on the edge as her breasts and hips expanded inside the suit once more. The suit pressed into her vagina deeper and it finally hit her limit, pressing against all sides of the inside of her at once. Heather gasped, her eyes rolling back, as she squeezed her breasts again, the pressure inside them releasing, causing milk to spray out. Her body started to quiver, expanding in the suit once again, and orgasms began rolling in like waves. Heather started to cum harder than she ever thought possible. Each squeeze of her breasts caused more milk to gush out as she moaned louder, her body shaking from constant orgasms. The latex suit finished her transformation as she orgasmed for what felt like hours until her body was completely exhausted and fully covered in the latex suit.
(Transformation complete, story wrap up coming soon)