Inside the suit was a hell, only Minerva's grinding motions to keep you company as the leather suit trapped in all her sweat for Suci to force you to absorb. The fact that you could hear everything but not see it now through the thick material meant that you had to focus on sound or else the smell and taste would get to you. Unfortunately not a lot of talking or noise was happening, but from the quiet call ins you could tell that the operation almost immediately went south. Satana had somehow already been captured, and Minerva was crawling through a vent to rescue her. You felt her stop and were able to [i]feel[/i] the air of superiority that was being given off by the woman below.
"Oh you poor dear, did you really think I wouldn't notice someone like YOU crashing my party. I can just [i]smell[/i] the spy in you. Delilah is not so easily defeated, and I think your technology will serve Me nicely. Now prepare! My linge-ray will turn you into something much more useful!" That's when the air vent groaned and fell. Minerva smacked into the machine and knocked it over, causing it to blow up on her and the Villian to whip around. Even worse your small Captor had been hit with some strange device and was shrinking! Eventually shriveling up into a cute little pair of panties.
Suci's voice started up once more. "Jax, it seems our subject has been transformed. The blast app---eerraahhhh--- to have no effect on you. all-ll-ll systems functioning normally. Error! Mission report- Error! Position compromised. Error! Error!--- Imput re-re-re quested" That couldn't be good at all.
"Suci! Send a distress signal! uhh Sleep mode? Do Something!" oh boy, in your panic you accidentlaly said the words that got you into this problem in the first place.
"In-in-in put accepted. Distress beacon activated! Accepted Request! S--mode, Error input delay, Command 'do something' Calculating! Error! Calculating! Subject Thong: Calculating T.A.G. Leader Delilah Three Sizes, Transformation initiated. Error Entering Self Repair mode!" You could feel yourself stretching much farther out than the small woman's hips had you, clearly you were now designed for a much larger booty, you wondered if your color had changed at all. And Suci wasn't responding anymore which was disturbing.
Soon there was a hand rummaging around in the suit, the fingers wrapped around you and pulled you out to reveal that you were now in the possession of.
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