Skel Suit Novels & Stories

He had been a very hard man to please. My suit had already been picked out by Georgia. It was a custom-made suit but without a tie, specifically designed for me. The torso, back, and shoulder of the suit were imbued with a thin Kevlar material to protect me against bullets. I entered the shower and rinsed off my sweat and the smell of sex from my body. I slicked back my hair as I glared at myself in the mirror. I failed to recognize the man that glared back at me.

"When your bone structure expands during a shift, the suit expands with you. It won't shred; it becomes a second skin that retracts perfectly when you return to human form." "It’s flexible while you move, but it hardens instantly upon high-velocity impact. It’ll stop a 9mm round." I looked at the gear. It was more than just clothes. “Thanks, Dad, this could really change the game for us, “I said. “I know I have a lot to make up for, so let’s start here,” he replied with a soft smile.

She explained. She clicked on the remote again and a new image popped up. “I present to you, the Swift and Sleek series. This was made for our athletic folk; the sprinters. Made of a very lightweight fabric that makes it easy for the runner to cope during flight. It also comes with a hoodie, for those of you that might love to run during the rain. This outfit is an ideal one for everyone that loves sprinting, either as a career or a hobby” She described the outfit.

It was just shock after shock from each floor! "Yes, these are all the latest clothing from our store. Which one would you like to try?" "Try?" Felix exclaimed in his mind. Just as he was trying to process what was happening, a large man walked in. He looked a little rushed as he barged through the door. He quickly pointed at one of the hanging human skin suits and said, "I want this one please." "Yes, sir." The saleswoman unhooked the one he pointed at and handed it to him. The man grabbed his scalp with both hands and pulled it off. His human skin was torn off, revealing a black skeleton frame—leaving only green lights flashing where his eyes were.

In that secluded space, I shed my ordinary attire and slipped into the embrace of the suit Ren had provided. I marveled at the sensation as the fabric enveloped me, molding to my form like a second skin. The suit was a masterpiece of craftsmanship, tailored with precision to accentuate my physique. Its texture caressed my senses, simultaneously gentle and firm, reminding me of the dedication and meticulousness poured into its creation.

"Woah!! Ivaan look, in these amours, I look like a superhero soldier. Can I try teleporting myself?" She exclaimed in delight, but then there was a sudden announcement that took her attention away. "Please follow the rules and procedures." The announcement was made for all candidates to stop talking and move forward in queues through the robotic detector corridor. All of the candidates walked through the corridor passage in a powered suit made of light-weighted metal. Their entire body, from head to toe, was encased in a suit. The suit itself was stylishly designed and was soundproof, electricity proof, waterproof and breathable. It was like an exoskeleton, which is an external device that s

"And wear the gear I left in your dressing rooms. It’s designed for high-intensity... performance." Ten minutes later, Maya and I stood in the basement gym, a state-of-the-art facility filled with polished chrome and black leather. The gear he had left for us was nothing short of humiliating. They weren't workout clothes; they were spandex bodysuits so thin they were practically translucent, cut high at the crotch and low at the chest. We were essentially naked, every curve and every mark from the previous night on full display under the harsh fluorescent lights. Marcus was waiting for us, leaning against a weight rack. He had stripped off his suit jacket and vest, his white shirt sleeves ro

Resting on the glass shelf inside was the professional navy kit”the uniform of the primary tier. The fabric was cold against my palms, a high-density, matte-finish compression material woven with metallic carbon-fiber thread designed to act as a heat sink during sustained high-velocity blocks. I stripped out of my old Wolves gear, letting the black-and-gold knit hit the bottom of the bin without a second glance, and pulled the dark navy suit over my shoulders. It clung to my ribs like a second skin, instantly compressing my muscles and stabilizing my posture with mechanical precision.

“Hmm, I don't know for sure yet but I know that we would find smthing good to play there.” “Okay, Don.” “There is a rumper at the side of your wardrobe. I want you to put it on.” I scurried to the wardrobe area and found the rumper. I spread it out and blushed. It was a normal body suit but it had a big hole in the pussy area and two smaller holes in the boob area.

The Ghost led them to a rack of sleek, matte-black tactical gear. It looked like something out of a sci-fi movie—lightweight kevlar, integrated comms, and mag-boots for climbing vertical surfaces. "Put this on," the kid said, tossing a bundle to Leo. "It’s breathable, so you won't roast in the vents. It’s also fire retardant, which might be important if Eleanor decides to torch the place." Leo stripped off the heavy coat and the ill-fitting combat trousers. He pulled on the black suit. It was like a second skin, hugging his muscles, leaving nothing to the imagination.