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Zhiizoo had just fallen asleep, still wearing me.
I enjoy the warmth of her body inside, as I am coating her body from the neck down. (The form I had opted for, as I panicked, as I chose a form to mimic in order to blend in with what is in her room.)
Of course, she does own numerous Latex Suits; from the full Cat Suit I had opted to become, to the Panties she can wear in secret.
As a Changeling, I had found it natural to stay black. Granted, I could have chosen any colour available; she does have a selection of colours, the suit had been made with. (Of course, it is too late to change my mind now; I had made the choice, and she has already seen me as a black suit from the get-go.)
I could change the colour or the cut of the suit at will; but I have to take her dreams and desires into consideration, before I change anything.
For as long as she is sleeping; I still am at liberty, to make myself comfortable for the duration of her sleep.
Since she is already wearing me, I had taken the form of her body. Well, why not? Still, I had opted for a few adjustments. (When she is wearing me, now; I coat her entire body, not just from the neck down.)
She is having a dream. How curious? I had never been expecting, to be drawn into her dream; but the connection is so intimate, I am almost her in the first place.
She is lying in her bed, only with me by her side; as if we had been sharing the bed, the entire night.
Now she makes me fuzzy all over; as I can sense all the love she is radiating at me, as I am covering her entire body.
“She really Love her Latex Suit?” I ponder.
“Yes..” she responds; “I do love my Suits, every last one of them!” she concludes.
She is folding the corner of the quilt up against the wall; before she is sliding her feet out from under the quilt. With that, she is finding herself sitting up on the side of her bed (our bed), only for her to push herself forwards, finding herself standing up before the bed.
“Thud!” is heard, as her feet is hitting the floor before the bed.
Apparently; everything is exactly where she had left it, the night before.
As she is walking over towards her wardrobe, I hear the light pitter-patter of soft feet; I copy her move, walking a step behind her towards the Wardrobe.
“It still feels strange; to be in this form, as a bipedal Human!” I ponder.
Of course, we are both Nude; she had undressed before me, and her Dream opted to maintain this image.
“This is almost, as if I had been granted a Twin Sister overnight!” she giggles, as she is walking over to the Wardrobe.
“Just think of all the fun, we can have together!” I propose, hoping I am inciting some new thoughts into her head.
“We already share the room and the bed, but we could always share the wardrobe and private Secrets!” she puts forth.
“While I doubt your suits, and your Love for your Latex Suits is a Secret..” I ponder; “but sharing the Love, and the Subject of said Love is still a Thrill!” I suggest.
“I love how tight these suits are..” she puts forth; "I love the smooth surface and the scent of the Suits!” she continues.
“Smooth, Glossy, Glitter and all the bright Colours!” I suggest.
“Finally; someone is understanding me, my Passion for these Suits!” she exclaims.
“Metallic Bloody Red Panties and Top?” I inquire.
“Sounds delightful!” she responds.
“Skin-tight, smooth Latex covering your most Private parts!” I suggest.
“Yes..”; “Yes..”; “Yes..” she breathes, as her entire body shivers in excitement.
It is almost, as if she had been experiencing wearing these Panties as I am describing them to her.
“Then, you need to wear them, right now!” I suggest.
“Yes!” she responds.
Of course, the Panties are waiting for her in the wardrobe; almost as if I had placed them there, at the same time as I am describing them to her.
She is opening the door to the wardrobe; instantly finding the Panties I had described; extracting them, stepping into them in a single fluid motion.
“So tight..” she exclaims; “and they’re pressing me in all the right places, too!” she breathes.
As I am standing half a step behind her, I am extending my right hand in between her legs; extending my middle-finger, slowly sliding it over her orchid.
“Yes, yes..” she breathes, shivering all over.
I press the advantage, and she gasps in excitement as she feels the tip of my finger entering her.
“Just a little bit further, and I have her Melting in my hand!” I whisper, as I slowly slide the tip of the finger further into her.
“Oh!” she gasps; “oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo..” she breathes as she is about to lose it.
I hold my hand under her, caressing her for a moment; before I move my left hand towards her with the middle-finger extended, gently slipping the tip in ever so slowly.
As I am removing my left hand, she is closing her eyes.
I permit the inside of her panties to coat inside her vagina, spreading the Latex all the way in, inch by inch until she is completely coated. While the Panties only reaches three inches inside; the slippery smooth, glossy latex is coating the flesh all the way in; leaving her slippery, openly accessible.
I change the hue of the Petals of her orchid; as I turn them into stiff Latex, coarse and sensitive.
“If she is excited by this here and now, I am sure she will find it just as exciting when she is waking up!” I ponder.
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I leave her suit stiff, so that she can maintain the Pose she is in right now; then I help her lifting up her arms up towards the ceiling, in order to make it easy to help her slip the Top on.
She is looking before her, with glazed over eyes; seeing nothing, just standing where she stands.
I help her extracting the matching Top, slipping it down over her head; leaving it in a comfortable location, for when she is returning to herself.
“She is a natural A – Cup!” I ponder, as I am adjusting her bust to the desired size.
“She needs larger Nipples (Nibbles)!” I suggest, adjusting her nipples in turn, only coating them with the same Latex as I afforded her Orchid and Anal entrance.
“Nice and stiff, highly sensitive!” I proclaim.
She feels quite Hot, but I can not hold back.
“Wait..” I ponder; “What is that?” I continue, as I feel something deep within me.
If only this had just been a Love Over-Doze. But no. It had to be something more, something else; something much deeper and profound.
There is a Reason, why the Pure Love had never been intended for the mere Drones and Workers, such as me. This is reserved for the Higher Classes in the Hive.
I could barely have contained it, myself, with just a taste, of what I had been given. Only now; I had been fed a rich, continuous stream of the most Pure Love.
There is just one outcome, Possible; considering what she is feeding me, unrestrained.
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Pass: Profoundly prophetic purple prose promptly proliferating profusely!
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