Sophisticated Lady - Deleted Scene

Jessa sighed back at the snow leopard. "That's too bad. This is too sexy to leave behind." She shrugged and reached up for the zipper again. "Now, let's find you something for the... uh."

Rexana glanced back at Jessa. "Uh?"

"Hmm." Jessa frowned. "The zipper seems to have disappeared. Hey!" She yelled and pulled her hand away. "It bit me!"

"The suit bit you?" Rexana asked, turning her head sharply. "What's going on back there?"

"Well..." Jessa stared at the back of the suit for a moment, eyes wide. "You know, I don't think this thing is really clothing..."

"What do you mean? What are you - Rmf!" Rexana's eyes widened as the thick tendrils of material that Jessa had been staring at pushed its way into the snow leopard's mouth. "Mmfrm wrmblrbl!"

"Okay, stay calm," Jessa said, holding her hands out as Rexana reached up to try to pull the thing out of her mouth. "I'm gonna go get help. Someone in this store should know what to do, right? I'll be right back." She turned and darted away, leaving Rexana to struggle with the tendrils slipping through her hands into her mouth. "Don't move!"

Rexana vaguely registered Jessa as she went for help, focused more on the latex suit that seemed set on pushing itself into her mouth. She managed to close her fingers around the tendril with a triumphant, if muffled, exclamation, but as soon as she had a hold of it, the appendage broke of in her mouth, swelling up into a ball and extending two long, thin extrusion that wrapped around her head to hold the gag in place. Groaning in frustration, she reached up to try to pull it out, only for the arms of the suit to animate and drag her wrists behind her back. As if that wasn't enough, the sleeves melted together to form a solid arm binder, pinning her arms together behind her. Rexana growled and started to make for the door of the dressing room, but before she'd made it two steps, strands of the material shot out of the legs and wrapped around her ankles, sending her toppling to the floor. She sighed as the strands hardened into place, leaving her ankles spread wide. 

Jessa had better get back soon.

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Rexana, meanwhile, was trying very hard not think about how much her nose itched. It had been maybe twenty minutes and Jessa still wasn't back. At least the suit was fairly comfortable - the arm binding the back didn't force her elbows together, and the spreader bar wasn't pinching or pulling. She'd gotten used to the gag, too, although there was a small puddle of drool forming under her mouth.

Suddenly Rexana's eyes widened. Something had shifted - the suit was moving! The material was rippling beneath her around her stomach like it was alive. Well, it probably was, come to thing of it. Rexana squirmed as the ripple stared to move, propogating along the outfit upwards towards her breasts and drawing a sharp gasp out if the snow leopard as it gave them a squeeze. The ripple shifted to a more careful pressure, rolling along her breasts in almost a wave for a moment and then it centered on her nipples. Rexana moaned softly around the gag. The suit was all but fondling her breasts, a firm, rolling pressure tugging at her nipples as they hardened lewdly through the skin-tight fabric. It was actually surprisingly arousing. Rexana groaned and squirmed as the suit kneaded at her breasts, but she couldn't so much as roll into her side, let alone get out of the suit.

The stimulation to her breasts was becoming maddening at this point, and Rexana decided there must be something in the material of the suit that raised her sensitivity. She'd never been this worked up from something as simple as attention to her breasts before. One particularly effective squeeze dragged a groan out of her mouth, and she struggled against the suit again - not to get out this time, but just to get her hand between her legs. This was driving her crazy!

Of course her efforts were in vain. But astoundingly enough, it was starting to seem like she wouldn't need to get at herself. As the front of the suit continued to squeeze and massage her breasts, she felt the familiar sensations of a climax stirring in her belly. Her eyes widened as the pleasure built, squirming harder, and she started to pant around the gag in her mouth. She neared the edge and teetered there for an agonizing eternity, the shifting pressure on her breasts just enough to hold her on the brink of climax, and then with one firm tug at her engorged nipples, she came hard, a muffled scream of pleasure pouring past the gag. Her whole body shook as her climax pounded its way through her, teeth biting down in the gag as she cried out. By the time she tapered off she was breathing hard, clammy with sweat in the latex suit.

As she caught her breath she realized that the suit was rippling again, this time between her legs. Before she had time to brace herself a ridge emerged on the inside of the crotch and dragged itself past her lips, drawing another moan out of her. The ridge came again, wider and softer this time, and on its third pass, it pressed itself against her folds and sent another wave of rolling pressure past them, in time with the pressure on her breasts. Rexana groaned as the inside of the suit began to push a thick bulge along her pussy, approximating a surprisingly skilled tongue. At this rate she wasn't going to last very long at all... Or perhaps even less time than she'd expected. Rexana yelped as the suit pushed a thin tendril into her ass, insinuating itself until it found itself pressing against a sweet spot, where it began gently thrusting in time with the rest of the suit. As if on cue, the tendril started vibrating, along with a small area of latex pressed against her clit, and Rexana let her head drop to the floor as she came again, moaning helplessly around the gag.

Closing her eyes, Rexana resigned herself to a long wait.