Bob sighs "I am not wild about it, but think the best option is if I wear the suit but let you use the app on your phone to control, well, to control what I become" Helen blinks at that, and raises and eyebrow questioningly. "Bob, wait, what, why? I don't really believe this, but why would you want me to to be able to turn you into...well, anything?" He unfolds a manual, that doesn't have much to it, but has a QR code "The suit can turn the wearer into anything, even restore or reform them, but they literally are whatever they are turned into. If I wore it and controlled it, you wouldn't be able to tell it was me, but also would have no way to communicate with me. If you are using the app to control the suit, we can communicate via text through the app. Besides," and here Bob smiles, "we both know my figure isn't exactly fantastic these days, so why would we want to mess up yours by turning it into something else? I mean, I do think you would look sexy in a clingy suit like this, but no, this is for my work, so figure I should be the one to wear it babe"
Helen listened and she nods a bit, still skeptical, then playfully swats at him when he says she would look sexy in this contraption, but smiles "OK, well, are you sure it's safe? I mean, I know what you are saying about your figure not being what you would like, but honey, I understand, I don't want to change who you are, or WHAT you are because of your health issues. Better and worse, y'know?" He kisses her, smiling "I know baby, but hey, if we got a chance to do something about my body, even if it is a bit extreme, why not see if it could be fun?" Nodding her agreement, she scans the QR code and is setting up the app, while Bob goes to the bedroom and struggles into the suit. It's an awkward fit, and while it was not nearly as hard to put on as he had expected, he swallows standing in front of the mirror as the suit sorta vacuum sealed to his figure, the swollen belly far more noticeable than he would like, and his crotch delineated in a rather unflattering manner. But Helen comes in, eyes widen and she manages not to laugh, but comes over and pats his bulge, a soft giggle "Suit doesn't hide a thing does it, hmmm, I kinda like that aspect of the look, even if you may be self conscious about it." Bob laughs "I suppose this makes me understand why women feel self-conscious about swimsuits"
Helen smiles:
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