A rear to see (Bodysuit Caption)

 

Tucked away in the privacy of his attic, where his secret lab/bodysuit storage space was, Matt was running his new suit through the ringer. He'd wanted something different, so he figured going a bit over-the-top with a bimbo suit of this caliber would scratch that itch. Besides, he thought it would be fun to have a layer of subterfuge when people called "Gemma" fake! Still, it was a lot to get used to, especially that booty of hers. His current issue was dealing with how enlarged the rear was, as it was somewhat affecting his balance. After several minutes, he got the hang of how to walk around; choosing the attic as a space for this was a godsend. Now that that was taken care of, it was time to choose some clothes. Sauntering over to the nearby closet, he grinned at all the options he had. God, he thought, he could not wait to take Gemma out for a spin!

 

 

 

Not par for the course (Bodysuit Caption)

 

"And that's it, ladies and gentlemen. Michael Robertson has completed what was an amazing come-from-behind victory at the NWIS Mutual Open! What a thrilling day of golf, and you have to feel bad for Boyle for faltering at the end here. Now Lisa, over to you with the winner himself!"

The color commentator was shaking in excitement at the conclusion of the tournament, especially as how both he and the fans in attendance saw a new winner being crowned. And honestly, most people were happy about about that, given how it had been getting stale with the same people winning it. That already lent itself to the satisfaction of seeing amazing golf being played, but the fact that one golfer fought tooth and nail to take the lead at the expense of what was kindly being described as a choke job, well, you couldn't write things better.

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Back home, Brent smiled when he thought about his day's work. His friend Michael was a pro golfer, and today was the last day of a tournament he was playing in. Normally, the fact that Michael was playing his heart out would be enough to win, but his rival, Jake Boyle, was being his usual dominant self; it would have taken a minor miracle to sneak ahead at the conclusion of the eighteenth hole. Fortunately, both Brent and Michael had prepared for this situation. Thanks to the former's connections, they had a bodysuit that somewhat resembled Boyle's ex. It wasn't a full replication, but coupled with the sizeable bust, it would be enough to throw him off his game. 

So, Brent had to really sell the fact that he was rooting for Michael when he was standing by the fairway, and to say that he did so was an understatement: observers (in person and those watching at home) would see a very busty woman vigorously cheering for Michael. And those paying very close attention would have seen how Boyle looked rattled when he saw that woman, because he would always have some shaky strokes immediately after looking in her direction. Whatever the case was, he clearly wasn't the same after seeing her and he eventually blew his lead. The rest, as they say, is history.

 

 

Strolling into view (Bodysuit Caption)

 

 With a tug of her pants, Mandy's thong was bare for all to see. Of course, the park was empty bare for her and her friend Greg, but she still was in the mood for doing something sexy.

"Why are you always like this?" he asked her.

"With an ass like this, I've gotta flaunt it!" With that, she strolled off, with her pants still around her waist. Sighing, Greg followed her as he looked around to see if there was anybody around them. Being the responsible friend was a challenge at times, but at least it meant he never was bored. 

Afterwards, when they were back at Mandy's place, the two of them were on the couch with beers in their hands; with the homeowner it was a treat whereas for Greg it was a chance for him to relax after the chaperoning he did. Clicking their bottles wordlessly, they drank, before eventually it was his friend who broke the ice. 

"So, how'd I look out there? Was I natural enough?"

"Oh yeah, for sure. If I didn't know any better, I'd have thought you were always a PAWG. Plus, the tattoos on the butt were a nice touch."

This elicited a grin from Mandy. She put her beer down on the fancy table before reaching to the back of her head and pulling down. With the usual sound, the facade of the blonde girl receded, revealing a grinning brown-haired man underneath. Holding the deflated top of the suit in one hand and the beer in the other, he smiled.

"Glad to hear that! Looks like you'll be seeing more of 'Mandy' then!"

 

 

 

The Fall bounce (Bodysuit Caption)

 

With grins on both of their faces, Chrissy and Gina were relishing the video they were making for their followers. After all, a video of them together with their sizeable cleavage? It was guaranteed to get all eyes on them, which in turn would lead to more sponsors sending big bucks their way. It turned out they were indeed correct, as within minutes of posting the video, they'd racked up an insane amount of likes and comments. Job done, they smiled at each other as they took a well-deserved breather from their fun.

However, both of them were Charlie (as Chrissy) and Brett, who'd had these personas for a while now. What had started out as a bit of a fun turned into something lucrative, as they both had fairly large followings on their personas' social media. In fact, both of them were behind the camera for the other's posts, and they'd actually gotten quite good at both photography and photo editing; it was yet another unexpected benefit they picked up along the way. But now, seeing as they accomplished what they set out to do, it was time to get out of those tight, top-heavy suits and into something more comfortable!

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This is a followup of sorts to this post:
https://conesysworks.blogspot.com/2023/07/intoxicated-with-look-bodysuit-caption.html

 

The aunt that wasn't (Bodysuit Caption)

With a final pull on the zipper, Evan was ready to go. Of course, he still had to put on the clothes, but being suited up was already half the battle. He looked briefly at his phone on the bedside, and since it told him that he had about ten minutes before needing to head out, he was able to enjoy things; it wouldn't take him anywhere close to that to get fully dressed. Being in the curvy persona of "Aunt Rachel" was something he enjoyed, despite not having to suit up as her super often. The fact that this persona was invented as a way of helping/bailing out his friends was irrelevant, as he didn't mind playing the part. Of course, he did have to keep track of "her" history, but it was a fun challenge and the blank canvas he had to use was something he thoroughly enjoyed! He sat around a bit admiring the curves of the suit, but eventually his preset alarm, which was something he'd since learned he needed, told him that he had a few minutes left before it was time. Strolling over to the other side of the bedroom where the closet was, the clothes he'd already picked out were patiently waiting for him. With a practiced ease, the white silk bra and panties were put on, followed by the snug jeans and burgundy blouse. Right on time, too! Per usual, he conducted one final check and, satisfied with today's look, he fired off a text to Brett, letting him know help was on its way. After all, he had to be a responsible "aunt"!

Dragonborn in disguise

 

 

So my good friend DiezelFunk did yet another awesome commission for me! This time it's based on one of our favorite games, Skyrim. Here, a redheaded Nord Dragonborn is suited up as Saadia, in order to infiltrate and kick Alik'r ass. Hope you all enjoy this as much as I do!

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You can also find more of Diezel's work at: https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/83449089