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!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tatted goth suit (Bodysuit Caption)

 

 

 "Right, here you go: here's your suit. We hope you enjoy it!"

With that, the suit, still standing rigid, was handed over to the customer; she was visibly exited to receive her custom suit. "Thank you so much! She's the suit of my dreams!"

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Once she was back home, she eagerly tore the suit out of its subtle packaging. After all, it wasn't every day that you could become the goth/punk girl of your dreams! Her legs went in first, and as the skin-like latex felt incredibly cozy. From there, she pulled up the rest of the suit, and seeing her new arms be covered by the badass tattoos was something that blew her mind! Finally, it was time to put on the mask, and as her features changed, the transformation to her new alter ego Zeno was complete. No longer would she be somebody you missed in the crowd--it was time to be the life of the party all the time, thanks to this suit!

 

 

 

 

TBC's new catalogue item (Bodysuit Caption)

 

 

Welcome everyone, to a preview of The Bodysuit Company's latest line: the Bold Curves suits. Have you ever wondered what it was like being a beautiful, curvy women? For those of you who want to experience a new sensation within masking, we've created bodysuits that will satisfy that desire! Our cutting-edge technology enables wearers to feel the curves without sacrificing any of the grace and movement one normally does; we want to ensure that your experience inside won't be limited. More importantly, no matter what size you choose for the suit, it will have all the technology and comfort that our customers love and expect. Fully customizable, you'll be able to craft the perfect persona to your heart's desire, and we relish in that fact! And, while the line won't be publicly released for another few months, those of you here will have the opportunity to both customize and pre-order your own special ones. With that, our special tour has concluded, and we hope you enjoyed what you saw!

 

 

Someone to watch over us (Disguise Caption)

 

 

The Huntress. That name alone was enough to cause people to shudder. When there were times of unrest caused by malevolent actors, she meted out swift and immediate punishment. After all, she was the goddess who kept watch with her firm, unbending sense of justice. Some days it was especially easy to sense her presence, as good things suddenly happened to people in need. Other days it felt like she wasn't there. And in retrospect it felt like her...aura, if you could call it that, was getting less noticeable. What everybody didn't know was that it was for a good reason: she was on Earth now, patrolling from the forces of evil.

 

She had been there many times before, under a handful of disguises, suited up over the years as people from all walks of life. Now though, it was time to settle down for a longer period of time. Unbeknownst to all but a handful of people, the high-profile lawyer Helena Knight was actually the Huntress; she was able to live a life of luxury that a goddess demanded while simultaneously being able to keep her finger on any and all trouble that would arise. Her day job also enabled her to keep an eye out for potential recruits for what she was hoping to turn into a group of heroes who could help her defend the whole world. While the name of "Bimbo League" wasn't anything to strike fear into the hearts of enemies, her goal was to turn it into something that would be deceptively strong and aggressive. Over the years she spent time in the bodysuits and personas that she chose to fill the ranks of the BL, so now it was only a matter of when she found her chosen heroes to take up the mantle of them. Until then, she would remain vigilant.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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"!

Sweaty suit (Bodysuit Caption)

 

"Ugh, I hate how dirty I am."

With that, Bryan reached back behind his head and pulled off the mask. A burst of steam came out, and he sighed in relief. He was happy to go out as Lia, but being as active as he was in that suit, things got a bit hot; he knew he'd be soaked in sweat underneath. Oh well, it was worth it to wear the suit! However, the merits of going as a busty Greek-American girl could wait as he was desperately in need of a shower. Quickly unzipping out of it and seeing it drop to the floor with that oh so satisfying plop, it was time for him to wash up from the day's adventure!

 

 

 

The pinup files (Bodysuit Caption)

So, while it's true that we were behind this shoot, the truth is that it was done just last year. Surprised? Well, we collaborated with The Bodysuit Company to help fake our Vintage Gals series of shoots, and we couldn't be happier that you couldn't tell the difference. Here, the voluptuous Lana Levy is posing, and I can assure you that with her looks, she was a hit. After all, there's something different about that vintage busty cleavage, and it was an untapped market that we wanted to be the first in. Thus, we made the decision to put in all that work to come up with the persona of Lana, among a few others. Of course, her "career" didn't last long as our script writers decided to have her quit modeling for something else. Honestly, that was a shame since her persona was one of my favorites we came up with; I still think we could have had another shoot or two with her. Gotta leave people wanting for more, you know? On that note, want to see the suit? We've got it in storage somewhere.

 

 

 

 

 

Being a surprise star (Bodysuit Caption)

 

 Yup, that's me. Surprised? I get it. See, I was invited onto the show, but while I did have plenty of experience both the producers and I decided to go with an appearance that was a bit, ahem, more appealing. So, Nikki, the busty, bubbly Dutch guest presenter was born. Yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking: how was the suit? Honestly, while it took some time to get used to the cleavage, it wasn't bad. Being energetic and trying to engage with the panelists was a bit of a challenge and they did make some jokes about the bust, but all in all it was good fun. Over time I kept on getting invited back on because, as you might have guessed, the persona was a massive hit. The show eventually ended, but it was a good run. And speaking, I'm working on some similar projects! Can't tell you what they are, but trust me, I think you'll thoroughly enjoy them!

 

 

 

 

The latest wrestler (Bodysuit Caption)

 

"Alright, aaaaaand that's it. Got it!"

The photographer was pleased about how today's shoot turned out. His job was to take pictures used to promote the circuit's latest persona, Vanessa Fortuna, and he knew she would be a hit if the stuff on his camera was any indication; all the pictures were fierce yet sexy, and he was looking forward to seeing them be officially published. Meanwhile, the actress/wrestler was off to the side, talking to the director.

"How'd I look? Was I convincing enough?"

"Oh yeah, one-hundred percent! We think you've captured the spirit of the character."

"Cool, that's good to hear! Remind me again what that is again?"

They continued to discuss the role and the character the company envisioned, and before long most of the set had been packed up. Eventually, the woman with the alter ego of Vanessa Fortuna headed to the private dressing room, where she first removed the outfit before removing the bodysuit. Underneath was a stark contrast compared to the blonde the public would be seeing: a tattooed Polynesian girl was who the true persona was. She smiled before grabbing a nearby water. Her debut wasn't scheduled for another week, which was a bit of a buzzkill given how excited she was about being in this fun new guise, but at least she'd have enough time to prepare for that day. After all, both she and the promotion brand wanted to ensure that the match was one for the books!

 

Snack time (Bodysuit Caption)

 

Diego was feeling a bit self-conscious as he walked down the aisle. It wasn't that he was ashamed of going to the store for a quick snack, but it was more about how he felt people were staring at him and his suit. After all, he was breaking in his "Aunt Estrella" suit, so he felt a bit more pressure to act natural; much to his chagrin he always was like this with a new suit, and he hated how he overthought things. He eventually found what he was looking for, but as he bent down to pick up the ice cream from the fridge, he couldn't help but notice how his center of balance was off. Fortunately, nobody saw him almost fall over, and he was cheered up by the fact that he got what he came for. And, if anybody judged "Estrella" for buying some distinctly unhealthy snacks (i.e. soda, chips, and the ice cream), well, he could play it off as "buying something for my nephew". Later on at home, as he helped himself to the snacks, he felt pleased. Why was he so nervous about going out for the first time in this alter-ego? Things went swimmingly, and he looked fantastic! Can't get much better than that!

 

 

Attending a wedding (Bodysuit Caption)

 

"Don't you, uh, think that's a bit inappropriate?"

"This dress? No way!"

"I mean, we are going to my cousin's wedding, after all."

"Yeah, I know. I love weddings! I'm super excited to see your cousin get married!"

"Thanks. But I mean, that cleavage line is...uh...how should I put it? It's a bit too risque."

"Hey, it's a fancy enough dress! I don't see anything wrong with it."

"I like how it looks on you, but we're guests, after all. You don't want to steal the focus from Jason and Katie to you! Plus, you're already suited up as a busty blonde--you don't need another outfit to look good."

"Fine, I get what you mean. Thankfully, I did bring a second dress with me." 

"Phew, thanks for that. Let me know when you're ready and we can head out."

 

 

 

Dancing the night away (Bodysuit Caption)

 

Out on the dance floor, Ariana was tearing it up, and plenty of eyes were on her. With her moves, she was the sparkplug out there, and quite a few guys tried to weasel their way to her, with varying success; some of them did actually try to buy her drinks, which she happily accepted. Eventually, she'd had enough and made her way home. The minute she stepped through the door, she sighed. The cheerful, energetic facade finally was dropped, and she collapsed onto her couch. It took her a few minutes to get readjusted, and once she was ready, Ariana headed straight to her room, where she tugged on her mask to let it fall to the floor. There was a quick burst of steam, given how sweaty she'd been in that hot dance floor, but all in all she was happy to take off the mask. Sure, she'd had an awesome time, but nothing beat being yourself after a great night out! Once that was taken care of, she stripped out of her clothes and then the bodysuit itself, before heading into the shower. By this point, it was quite late, but Ariana didn't mind; she enjoyed the peace and quiet, especially coming from the popping club. Tucked into comfy pajamas, she scrolled through all the numbers she received with a smile. It was official: tonight had been a roaring success!

 

 

In deep cover (Bodysuit Caption)

 

Sgt. Jimena Mendoza looked at herself in the mirror, ready to head out to her shift. She worked in the local branch of the border control, and while she wasn't one of the main people, she did play her part. After all, being in charge of recording who crossed was helpful, and she consequently was subtly an important employee in this particular department. It was a position that she'd earned throughout the last several years, but somewhat surprisingly she'd turned down offers to be promoted to much more lucrative and cozy positions. To the other officers at the station, this was odd, but if there was anybody else who thought she was mad for being where she was, they kept that to themselves. However, unbeknownst to them, and it would explain why this was the way it was, she wasn't actually Jimena Mendoza.

The agency had long kept Agent Falk undercover to keep an eye on movement in the city, and it was time to finally reap the benefits of that. Tonight would be when they'd be moving material and people, and they needed a friendly eye to ensure they'd be impeded. Enter "Sgt. Mendoza", who'd be able to pull strings that the drop would go off without a hitch. But, until then, her responsibility would be to keep her head down and play the role of an average customs officer in a relatively quiet station. Underneath the uniform, Falk was snug inside the bodysuit and raring to go; she'd gotten so used to the extra padding inside that it was going to be strange once this particular disguise wasn't needed. There was only one thing left to do before heading out: checking the mask. Falk thought that everything was in order, but she didn't spend years undercover without being properly paranoid, thus she conducted one last review. It was a bit bittersweet as far as she was concerned, as if everything went well, this would likely be the last time she donned the Mendoza guise. However, agents got over that attachment to their undercover personas quickly, so that feeling was fleeting. Now satisfied with the guise, it was time for her to get the show on the road.

 

 

 

 

New suit selfie (Bodysuit Caption)

 

In the comfort of his bathroom, Aaron was talking a selfie in his new suit. He had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of "Angie", especially since this was from the new Sexy Aunt line from The Bodysuit Company and he was one of the lucky few people who'd received it. With the special lingerie he'd picked, he was enjoying the sight of himself as Angie! Seriously, TBC had outdone themselves! He lingered there for a while longer, just admiring how he looked, but eventually it was time to get dressed. Thankfully, he had a sizeable collection of clothes, so he threw on a smart yet charming combo of a red camisole and a tight pair of jeans. With that, it was time to go outside and see how people would react to his latest purchase!

 

 

 

A chance to let loose (Bodysuit Caption)

 

 A few years ago, Kristin invented her alter ego, with the intent of giving her an option when she wanted to let loose. Yasmina, after all, offered some chances to do things that Kristin wouldn't dream of doing herself. There was something empowering about the suit, and each time she put it on she felt like she could do anything! Right now she was exploiting that, as she was relaxing at an exclusive resort that she paid for on a whim, enjoying the opportunity to sip on expensive cocktails. The fact that there was a private beach also didn't hurt! As she sipped on her tasty drink, she reflected that all things considered, it wasn't a bad time being her Hispanic persona.

 

When things got a bit too much, she retreated back to her swanky room and, as soon as the door was closed, tugged underneath the face to take a breather. Moments like these thankfully didn't happen often, but she did need a quick breather; she'd forgotten that masks plus lots of people around her in the hot weather meant that it was stuffy underneath the facade. However, after a quick glass of water, she felt better and put the mask back on. Right, where was she? Oh yeah, enjoying the vast array of drinks the resort had! Well, time to get back in the saddle!

 

 

 

 

Starting the day (Bodysuit Caption)

 

 

 Every morning, Phil had his ritual. Without fail, he'd get up, drink some water, wash his face, then pick out which busty bodysuit he'd don. After all, his closet was packed with options, and there was not reason to limit himself! Scrolling through all the suits hung up, it took him several minutes' worth of decision making before he finally found the one he wanted. Raquel would be who he'd be going as today, especially since he was in the mood to be a fiery Latina! Once he put the suit on, he smiled; it was always a fun time feeling the (fake) curves, and this was in particular wasn't letting him down. He then found the corresponding pair of lingerie to go with today's guise, and before long he was dressed. As always, he conducted a final check just in case something was off, but his expertise meant that he'd avoided giving people a reason to be suspicious. That being complete, it was time to head out and see what fun the day would bring!

 

 

 

The fake mom in the sun (Bodysuit Caption)

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Quiet reflection (Bodysuit Caption)

 

 

After a long day of work, Elisa was reveling in the quiet silence of her bedroom. Being a translator was a rewarding job, albeit exhausting, so her routine was that she would immediately flop on her bed the minute she came home. Once she had enjoyed a few minutes of simply sprawling out on it, she got up and stripped out of her work clothes, down to her underwear. As they hit the floor, she was already unzipping her bra, which was shortly followed by her panties. Now that she was finally naked, she could breathe a sigh of relief; there was something refreshing being in her birthday suit after a long day. Though, there was one thing left to do before she could truly and properly relax. 

Without moving from her bed, Elisa reached back behind her as if to massage her neck. However, her fingers found the small zipper tucked away, and she pulled down, allowing the Hispanic features to recede before completely collapsing. The top half was flopping around her calves, but she pulled the rest of the suit off, enabling it to hit join the rest of her clothes. Underneath it all was a white girl who was drained. Happy, mind you, but drained. After all, wearing a bodysuit of a Hispanic lady as a way of parlaying your skills as a Spanish speaker was taxing, but the ruse was worth it in the end--she was in her dream profession doing worthwhile work. The guise of being a curvy lady never hurt, too! Well, enough philosophizing for now, it was time to blow off some steam!

 

 

Force of nature (Bodysuit Caption)

 

 "Ready?"

The word was more powerful than he thought, especially as she was standing in front of him with her robe wide open. He gulped, and tried to not let her see that his hands were already moist with anticipation. While he was trying to formulate an answer, she stared at him, her eyes already undressing him akin to the lioness' anticipation prior to devouring her pray. 

"Oh...yeah...I've been waiting for it!"

That was a lie, of course. He knew how, at the end of the day, Gisele had planned to bring him home, and it was her idea to have sex with him; she was totally in control, and that was something he was coming to terms with. Women like her were few and far between, but he admitted that it was nice to be the one reacting for once. But, before he could develop further thoughts, she grabbed his shirt, pulling him down to her bed.

"Well, come to mama!" she purred.

Later on, Gisele waited for him to leave (with a blissful smile, she noticed) before locking her door and slumping down. The facade had finally cracked, as she was utterly spent. After all, playing the role of a sexually charged MILF was exhausting, and she had left it all in the bedroom. Though, it was time to change into something comfier--she reached around the back of her neck and pulled upwards, enabling the mask to come off. As expected there was some steam from the body heat, but she sighed contentedly knowing she could cool down in her own, true visage!

 

 

 

Expanding the dating pool (Bodysuit Caption)

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