Dressed in a pair of spandex shorts and a tee, so I could easily change later, I was ushered into Paige's little coupe. Once inside she tossed me a bag of dry cereal which I was happy to munch on as she went over a few things. "So, luckily we actually have two suits. One was a bit loose on me which didn't work with the tech but should be a perfect fit for you. All I need to do is get you in it and get your readings. It will make it easier when he gets there to set you all up."
Arriving at the drab office buildings brought a fresh blush to my face. The memories of seeing Paige in the suit for the first time yesterday were still fresh in my mind. She on the other hand didn't seem fazed at all by the memories or didn't even think about that moment. As soon as I got out of the car, she grabbed my hand and basically started to drag me into the building. Maybe this was her in work mode, or possibly her way of processing last night. Either way, I was forced down the lifeless hallway and into the office.
The lab's interior was rather unimpressive. It did not have the look or feel of the last lab I had been in, which was in high school, but more of an open planned office. One half of the lab had a few desks, computer, machines, and a table covered in various tools, fabrics, and other materials for the suit. The other half of the lab was completely open, my guess for testing movements in the suit. On the back wall of the computer area was a door and a large metal locker with a weird lock on it. It was this cabinet that Paige beelined for.
With a quick swipe of a keycard she wore, the locker popped open. Taking up most the room inside was two of those bags that you keep nice suits in. Above them was a small shelf that had a few mannequin heads with what looked like masks on them, but I was bit short to get a good look of them up there. On the interior of the door were various ear headbands, some just metal frames others fully covered. Paige didn't miss a beat as the locker opened and placed down her work bag. She pulled out the cat ears from her suit and placed them on a hook. Then came out her neatly folded suit which she unfolded and place in one of the two bags.
Once done putting her stuff away she grabbed the second suit bag and handed it to me. Motioning towards the door next to the locker she spoke. "In there is a small bathroom where you can change. No clothes underneath as it will mess with the readings and connection."
Pushing down my shock at having to be naked to wear the suit I asked what I thought was an obvious question. "Umm how do I put it on?"
"Oh, there is a small zipper on the back. It's easily to see on the naked suit but a pain to zip up. Let me know if you need any help."
"Oh ok." I blushed a little at the word naked but tried to control myself. It seemed I was still a confused horny mess. I had to push my horny mind away for now and focus on the task at hand. Entering the bathroom, I put the suit bag on the back of the door as I closed it. I unzipped the bad and found a black spandex like suit covered in all sorts of patterns of every color. It reminded me of a morph suit but one that was made to look like a terrible modern art piece. It did look a little small but I could imagine that it was rather stretchy so that shouldn't be a problem. All I had to do now was strip and put it on, but I was hesitating. "Did Paige really mean naked? Maybe she just meant underwear?" I thought but no I would have seen hers last with how tight the suit was. She really meant naked. "Well, I'm already here so too late to back out."
Quickly stripping I threw all my clothes in a messy pile, half out of habit, half out an urge to annoy Paige. I grabbed the suit and spent the next few minutes struggling, squirming, and everything else to get myself in it. Then once I had it on I spent a few more minutes struggling to find and zip up the damn thing. But I prevailed and was now fully incased in the weird modern piece from foot to the top of my neck. The suit fit almost perfectly, which was amazing since it wasn't made for me. It was tight no doubt, but I could raise my arms fully up and stretch my legs with no issue.
Examining myself, well the top half, in the small bathroom mirror I was even more impressed. All the patterns and colors were a bit jarring but the suit itself looked great. It pushed my breasts up and held them as well as any bra. The only concern was that you could see my nipples but once the suit was covered that wouldn't be an issue. It followed the curves of my body, and I was glad that I somewhat stayed in shape as I admired my smooth stomach. I knew that if I wanted to wear it long term a controlled diet and exercise would be needed. I had to drag myself away from the mirror and get back to Paige before she came hunting for me.
With a deep breath I slipped out of the bathroom and back into the lab. I was full of nerves, but Paige didn't even notice me at first. She was rapidly typing away on a computer oblivious to the world. As I closed the door it creaked and this was all that was needed to bring Paige back to the world. Spinning around she started to speak before even facing me. "Good news we still have that sui...." Her sentence stopped as her eyes locked on me, wide and full of surprise. "Oh wow. Does it fit all right? I mean it looks like it uh does, but does it?" She stuttered out.
"Yeah almost like it was made for me." I replied shying slightly under her gaze, though my blush showed that I did not mind the attention. I doubt she noticed it though as her eyes were traveling my body and not even looking at my face.
"That's good it looks perfect" She stopped speaking again as her eyes locked on my breasts with a look of desire. I wasn't sure where we stood after yesterday, or how I felt about sex with women in general, but that look made those worries vanish. She took a tentative step toward me but jumped back as the lab door swung open. It was her turn to blush and my heart skipped a beat as I realized she was going to touch me, maybe even kiss me. 'Did I want that?' I wondered. I was unsure but silently cursed the people entering the room for their terrible timing and ruining my chance to find out. Still, I put on my fake customer service smile to great our new arrivals.
A man, who I guessed was Professor Green was first in the lab. I assumed this from his well styled but starting to grey hair and beard. They were tell-tale he was too old to be a student. It was not a bad look and overall, he did look very young. If I was to guess I would say he was around his late thirties. He was wearing a dark grey button up shirt, black slacks and had matching shoes. It was a look that honestly worked with his average physique. I could honestly not blame Paige for wanting to spend late nights in the lab with him. I doubted anything ever happened with how shy she was. 'Though maybe she will be spending late nights with me now.' My horny, dirty mind thought. I gave myself a mental slap and focused my attention on the woman who followed Green in.
The woman was very different from the professional looking Professor Green. She was wearing faded tight jeans, a green crop top, and black heels. Her hair was bright red and cascaded down her back looking glamourous and perfect. Even her makeup was on point with dark colors highlighting her blue eyes and the right amount of lipstick to make her lips look full and desirable. She was straight up hot, and she knew it by the way she entered the room.
Last to enter was Ian, the cute nerdy looking guy that had answered the door yesterday. He had been holding the door for the rest forcing him to shove some sort of pastry in his mouth. Paige sighed slightly as he entered. "Really Ian? Shoving food in your mouth?"
"What? I didn't eat before morning lecture and Professor Green basically dragged me here after. It took all my willpower to get away and grab this." He said after chewing his large mouthful.
The professor didn't respond to this as he was in deep conversation with the woman in front of the table covered in electronics and fabrics. They talked in whispers as they looked at a tablet and she seemed to be standing a little too close to be professional. I wondered if they were an item and looked at Paige to get a hint. Instead, I found her glaring daggers at the huddled pair. 'Did she having feelings for the professor or maybe even her?' I wondered mentally. 'Then what happened between us a few minutes ago?' Clearly this girl was more of a romantic mess then I realized.
As the pair talked, Ian and Paige dispersed to their stations and begin the setup for todays work. The woman, while talking to the professor shifted her gaze from the tablet to me and I swear my heart skipped a beat. Her eyes were calm but had a feeling of complete control. She smirked at my obvious flustered appearance and gave me a sly wink. Once the professor finished talking, she walked over and held out a hand which I took without hesitation.
"I'm Sasha. I love the morph suit look but hopefully my work will look better on you." She said in a voice that was almost too sultry for professional talk.
' "Your work?" I asked trying not to sound awkward and failing.
"Yep, I do all of Green's costume designs like that white suit."
"Oh, that one is really pretty. I'm sure you'll make mine look great too."
"With you wearing it how can it not be beautiful." She replied with that smirk. My brain was now mush and if Paige didn't have a crush on her, well I certainly had one. Sasha didn't wait for a response as she went on. "Well, I got work to do now. Email me those design ideas Green." He murmured something of a response as she left the room.
The door closing behind her seemed to snap Green from his tablet and he looked around like he expected Sasha to still be there. Gathering his bearings, he focused on me and walked up. He stuck out his hand and when I took it, he clasped his other one over the top of my hand and shook firmly. A smile crossed his face that was pleasant, and the joy spread to his eyes. Ok I could see Paige having a crush on him. He was pure daddy energy and even I was liking it. Wait first a crush on Paige, then Sasha, and now Green. Was I that desperate for love or just lust?
Like my earlier thoughts they would have to wait as Green spoke. "You must be Paige's friend Cora. Thank you so much for the help with this."
