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The first thing to puncture Austin's waking mind was the cold. The second and third things were the fleshy globes on his chest held in by the shiny latex dress. He was shaking even before the fear gripped him and he sat up slowly to find himself in the snow in a neglected part of town. To say he 'found himself' would not be quite accurate. What he actually found was a buxom beauty in a skin tight dress, elbow length vinyl gloves, high heels and little else. A tape recorder rested near his hand and already fearing the worst, he pushed 'play' with his shivering manicured fingers.

“Hello Austin. I want to play a game. They say you can't choose your family, but you can choose your friends. You can certainly choose your fiancee. Austin, I think you need to start making better choices. Detective Lara Lake and her partner, the Cleaner, may have turned me into a sex craving abomination but I am going to enjoy my revenge more than any pleasure an orgasm could provide. Speaking of...you have been fitted with a state-of-the-art female bodysuit that will bond to your skin in fifteen minutes unless you can show me you are dramatically improved at finding a partner. The bodysuit contains a temperature sensor that will unlock your prison if you can get hot and bothered enough. You may have noticed it is a bit chilly today but I am sure with my motivation, you can find some fire in your loins. Good luck Austin. You have fifteen minutes.”

The tape recorder fell from Austin's hand as panic seized his body. A million thoughts zipped around his head. First of all the sheer disbelief that this sublime body he could now call his own was a bodysuit. It felt so real, even down to the gooseflesh on his arms. Second of all the confusion of what he had just heard about Lara. Hadn't she been the one that caught the Cleaner? The tape had made it sound like she was some kind of supervillain. A feeling of betrayal stirred with the discomfort in his stomach.

Austin folded his gloved hands around his ample breasts and looked around desperately. All the buildings were boarded up and the abandoned cars dumped by the curb promised little heat. He tried to run on the spot for warmth but was sent sprawling into a snowdrift on his six-inch heels. Sitting up for the second time, he rubbed a slender ankle and searched for inspiration. If he got out of this, he was going to make Lara pay. A flickering at the end of the block caught Austin's eye. Was that fire? He stumbled to his feet and hobbled towards it. A garbage can was spitting out orange flames and for the first time in his ordeal he felt hope.

“Well, well, well...what do we have here?” Austin's attention was snatched by the five vagrants gathered around the fire. “Looking for someone to warm you up?” The biggest man stepped in front of the can rubbing his hands. Austin looked from man to man, knowing he had about five minutes left, and realised he would probably need all of them to get hot enough.

Description
17/25

The first thing to puncture Austin's waking mind was the cold. The second and third things were the fleshy globes on his chest held in by the shiny latex dress. He was shaking even before the fear gripped him and he sat up slowly to find himself in the snow in a neglected part of town. To say he 'found himself' would not be quite accurate. What he actually found was a buxom beauty in a skin tight dress, elbow length vinyl gloves, high heels and little else. A tape recorder rested near his hand and already fearing the worst, he pushed 'play' with his shivering manicured fingers.

“Hello Austin. I want to play a game. They say you can't choose your family, but you can choose your friends. You can certainly choose your fiancee. Austin, I think you need to start making better choices. Detective Lara Lake and her partner, the Cleaner, may have turned me into a sex craving abomination but I am going to enjoy my revenge more than any pleasure an orgasm could provide. Speaking of...you have been fitted with a state-of-the-art female bodysuit that will bond to your skin in fifteen minutes unless you can show me you are dramatically improved at finding a partner. The bodysuit contains a temperature sensor that will unlock your prison if you can get hot and bothered enough. You may have noticed it is a bit chilly today but I am sure with my motivation, you can find some fire in your loins. Good luck Austin. You have fifteen minutes.”

The tape recorder fell from Austin's hand as panic seized his body. A million thoughts zipped around his head. First of all the sheer disbelief that this sublime body he could now call his own was a bodysuit. It felt so real, even down to the gooseflesh on his arms. Second of all the confusion of what he had just heard about Lara. Hadn't she been the one that caught the Cleaner? The tape had made it sound like she was some kind of supervillain. A feeling of betrayal stirred with the discomfort in his stomach.

Austin folded his gloved hands around his ample breasts and looked around desperately. All the buildings were boarded up and the abandoned cars dumped by the curb promised little heat. He tried to run on the spot for warmth but was sent sprawling into a snowdrift on his six-inch heels. Sitting up for the second time, he rubbed a slender ankle and searched for inspiration. If he got out of this, he was going to make Lara pay. A flickering at the end of the block caught Austin's eye. Was that fire? He stumbled to his feet and hobbled towards it. A garbage can was spitting out orange flames and for the first time in his ordeal he felt hope.

“Well, well, well...what do we have here?” Austin's attention was snatched by the five vagrants gathered around the fire. “Looking for someone to warm you up?” The biggest man stepped in front of the can rubbing his hands. Austin looked from man to man, knowing he had about five minutes left, and realised he would probably need all of them to get hot enough.