Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing.
Read the previous chapters, first.
Synopsis: Marla designs exotic and erotic fashions, with Kelly's able assistance. The Gynoid outfit.
Demand remained strong for the initial Metalwear items, the shoes, boots and gloves, and continued to grow for the newer things. The bras and bikinis quickly became big hits. Sales numbers for the panties, vests and corsets grew more slowly, but they did grow.
As Kelly had expected, the android suits only sold well in Japan, but sales elsewhere were weak. Altogether, the volumes barely justified the expense of maintaining the things in the catalogues.
Unconcerned, Marla focused more and more on her android designs, and kinky accessories. But those didn't require Kelly to do any modeling. That was a relief.
Kelly stayed busy pushing the Metalwear and the older leather and latex products out the door.
Based on Marla's wishes, or demands, all of Kelly's days were spent in Metalwear, in various amounts. She was always in the line's shoes or boots, that was a constant. Often, she wore other items - panties, bras, corsets or vests. She accepted it out of her love for her domineering girlfriend. It was part of the relationship they'd developed and it made the both of them happy, Marla more than Kelly.
Underneath her clothes, Metalwear or not, on Marla's orders, Kelly continued to include the wicked, remote controlled vibrator in front and in the rear. And as was her habit, Marla would periodically crank them up to torture her. Kelly concluded that it was either because her lover was momentarily bored or just feeling a little mean. She put up with it the best she could. The only positive aspect about those events was that it was a sign of how horny her lover was, and that meant that they'd be having good sex that night.
On Friday's Marla always insisted that she wear a complete android suit. The latest version was much more livable, but still difficult and cumbersome. That didn't really matter to Marla. She usually selected one of the many colors in Kelly's closet, and insisted that Kelly wear the suit all weekend long. That meant not only around the office but also around the house, out shopping, to restaurants and movies, and even on casual hikes out in the parks and woodland trails.
Marla and Kelly used to enjoy the peaceful nature areas outside of town. In her android suit, Kelly no longer appreciated those hikes, at least not as much as Marla did.
She did continue to gain competence and confidence living in the suit. Her body learned to cope with its limitations. But when Monday rolled around, she was always relieved and happy to be rid of the thing.
The pair's days remained consistently busy and enjoyable, more or less, for the next several months.
They were interrupted, though, when Marla was contacted by a Japanese firm who specialized in robotics, and androids, and was invited to tour their facilities and meet with their engineers. Over the next couple of days, she had several long telephone conversations with them, at odd hours, due to the time differences, and ultimately came away excited and anxious to make the trip.
Kelly could tell that her partner was intrigued by what she had heard and apparently had something in mind for her latest Metalwear project. But, good God, all the way to Japan? Now?
Marla, predictably, asked Kelly to accompany her. When Kelly refused, explaining that she had too much to do to keep the business cranking out product, particularly the new body suits, Marla switched to demanding that she come along. So off they went. First class all the way to Japan. With Marla excited and Kelly disgruntled, but also curious. She'd never been to Japan before, and it did sound like a nice vacation.
But the trip started off badly. That morning, as they dressed for the airport. Marla had insisted that Kelly wear one of her full Metalwear android outfits -- the golden suit. Marla really wanted to make a splash upon arrival, and impress the Japanese.
Naturally Kelly declined. "Marla I can't. I can't sit in Metalwear for, what is it twelve hours? No way! It would be way too uncomfortable."
"You've worn it before for that long."
Marla was right, she had actually worn the thing for day, but this wasn't the same. "Around the office and at home, sure, but not sitting on a plane." Kelly whined.
"Kelly, my love, we'll be in first class. The seats will be comfortable and recline, and the crew will take good care of us."
A couple of hours later, they left for the airport, with Kelly in the android suit, and a bright red dress, pouting and humiliated.
"You look fantastic, and the gold and red will be a huge hit in Japan." Marla gushed.
Although Metalwear products were now fairly common sights in up-scale restaurants, clubs and on televised award show red carpets. They weren't often seen in airports, and the full android suit, even though covered by a slinky dress was startlingly unusual and unique, so Kelly drew huge amounts of attention. Everyone it seemed, stopped and stared, despite their busy schedules.
Marla laughed, delightedly as they moved, slowly through the crowds. She often found people's reactions hilarious, and there were many collisions and even a few contusions among the spectators to keep her amused.
They both had 'Global Traveler' status but the folks manning the TSA checkpoint wanted Kelly to strip off her Metalwear as the x-ray scanner practically blew a fuse when she stepped in. She earnestly tried to explain that she couldn't strip. That her outfit was her only clothing. It was all she had on! She argued that no one else was ever asked to strip off their clothes.
Marla turned it into a major incident and things got tense. Kelly feared arrest, but eventually a senior supervisor appeared, citing a new directive specifically addressing Metalwear passengers. After Kelly was thoroughly sniffed by a police bomb-dog, she was allowed to pass through.
As they walked away, toward their gate, Marla was enthusiastically pleased that her Metalwear clothes had apparently become so popular that the US Government was making allowances for her product. "How cool is that!" she crowed.
Just as Kelly feared, the flight was long and painful for her in her strict Metalwear, even though the seats were comfortable and the service top notch. It was a JAL aircraft and the flight attendants were mostly young Japanese women. It was obvious from their stares and giggles that they were all fascinated by Kelly's android look.
Kelly, and Marla too, noticed their excitement
"They love your Metalwear. See?" Marla whispered.
"Yes, I see." Kelly mumbled back. "How could I not?"
Marla chuckled. "Well, I expect it will be the same in Japan. At least I hope it will be."
"I'm not looking forward to it."
"Why not? It will be fun, and think about how it will affect sales. We'll make a fortune off of the Japanese love of robot girls," Marla said, happily.
Kelly sighed. "You're right, I suppose. But I'm afraid all of the attention will drive me nuts."
"Just play along. You're modeling our product, just like you always do. And besides, look how we're getting much better treatment than even the other first-class passengers. I'm certain we'll be pampered just as well in Tokyo. We'll be treated like princesses!"
"Oh, great!"
And Marla was once again correct. From the moment they stepped out of the tunnel in Tokyo, everyone, particularly the girls and young women fawned all over them. And a lot of the men, were obviously enthralled to, as their bulges indicated.
They were met by a huge crowd of fans, as well as by their local marketing director, Sakura.
She explained that the engineering company had made a big announcement about Metalwear's designer coming for a visit, and the local media had made a big deal over the story. The enthusiastic crowd was the result.
"It's absolutely wonderful that you're wearing that android outfit, Kelly. It's exactly what these folks hoped to see. They'll all want one, and our sales will go even higher." Their manager said. She was clearly, very pleased with the situation.
