Buff alien mech suit

 

These muscles aren't real

 

 On the heels of GLV-3R-17's own guise, a fellow agent was sent to Earth to look up information about how humans got in shape. So, OLV-4R was assigned the mech suit of "Karolina", a Latina fitness fanatic. Because of the nature of the cover, he was well-trained in blending in, although the suit was programmed with a comprehensive set of mechanics for the gym; nobody was to know the secret behind "her". Before he could go complete his first task, he had to continue with an important aspect of this persona: the selfie. After all, no authentic (he smiled to himself as the words popped into his head) gym babe wouldn't neglect doing this! This was going to be a challenge to constantly keep up with the ruse, but both he and his superiors were counting on him to adapt and compile as much information as possible. Well with that, time to get get a session in!

 

 

The sultry blonde mask

 

The curly hair mask

 

 

 

 

The wife's temporary makeover

 

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Karissa was trying to play it cool. After all, wasn't she the best and baddest wife ever? Okay, that was a lie. She was trying her best to live up to the concept of the suit being a bit sexier than she, a perky wife, was; she wanted to give her loving husband something spicier, as a treat. Mentally, she was running all the ways she could go with the alternative personality: controlling, sexy, alluring, aggressive, etc. It was hard for her to really overrule her bubbly personality (what Kerry, the real her, was infamous for), but ultimately she realized that this night was the only one where she would do a complete 180 in personality. To prepare for tonight, she'd brought the mirror into the bedroom and was now practicing how and what she'd say. 

"Babe, make love to me!"

No, too much. Plus it sounded strange.

"Fuck me hard, daddy!"

Okay, that was straight out of a cheesy porno, and her husband wouldn't be a fan of that. And internally she blushed knowing that she actually had watched a fair bit herself (both for research aaaaaaaand for pleasure). 

Eventually, she had her lightbulb moment.

When her husband made his way home from a long day of work, he immediately noticed the rose petals trailing from the front door all the way upstairs to the bedroom. Once his journey on that trail ended, he noticed the sexy woman waiting for him on the bed.

"Well darling," she purred, "You've had a long day. How ever can I help you relax?"

"K-Kerry?"

She giggled demurely. "Oh, Kerry asked me to help her out with something...intimate. Why don't I show you what she wanted?"

And with that, she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him on top of herself. Eons later, as they lay there, sweating, panting, and being in a state of bliss, she removed the mask. 

"Well hon, how did I do? I told you that I could switch things up!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

Feeling chocolatey

 

 Once the Kyrae mask came off, Jason was able to breathe, literally and figuratively. Being a semi-famous cam girl was a blast no doubt, but it came with some responsibilities and s/he had a lot of shoots on the schedule. He wasn't afraid of people looking up and seeing the real face behind the body, not that most people actually knew about his persona in the first place; sure, some people probably had their own thoughts, but nobody actually had spoken up regarding them. Some days it was incredibly hectic and tiring, but it more than paid the bills, and he got to enjoy expressing himself in ways he wasn't able to previously do! For now it was his own private time to actually enjoy the suit, since work kept him occupied. However, he now had the rest of the day off to enjoy the views his hotel offered...and maybe contribute to them a bit. Glancing over at the mask on the nearby table with a sly grin, he knew what he was going to do. With practiced ease, the mask came back on, and the self-proclaimed Chocolate Booty Goddess was back in action!