By: strappyskinks
It began as a dark rainy morning for Blana a 120 year old crocolady who is young by crocolady standards, she was working on her upper body exercises when her phone rang. It was a lady named "SweatLickerCHI" Blana looked at the message which read "Hey, I saw you once had a guy trapped in a blue latex suit, now I see you with a green latex suit that looks divinely disgusting, like you puked on it and had lots of heavy hard play maybe even a lot of sweat and piss. Kinda want to be trapped inside of it, not gonna lie. I know it'll smell really bad."
Blana replied "🤣🤣🤣Oh my god you fucking pig. You really want to be sealed inside of old Germy Green? This suit has been with me to the farm dung pits, I've gone on sewer crawls in it, I've had people piss on it I've had people throw cow dung at me, I've been dunked in peoples sweat and snot wearing it. And you are instantly talking on your first message about wanting to be stuck inside of it! You got a deal, meet me at the train station, but know this. I don't play with safe words. Once you're in my suit youre mine. The suit will also be very possessive of you, a 25 year old piece of rubber gained sentience because I put an engram in it. It's an engram of me, so the suit will be content with SUFFOCATING YOU!"
SweatLickerCHI replied "I'll be at the station in no time"
She hurriedly put on a tight black shiny latex catsuit and red thigh high PVC boots, she slid on thick soft white vinyl gloves that went up to her shoulders. She wondered if she was overdressing for preparing herself to be trapped in someone elses clothing. How Blana did it she didn't know nor did she care. All she wanted as soon as she saw the bright grimy green suit was to be inside of the warm grimy embrace.
She hurried out of her house and ran to the train station an hour away. It was a sweaty run for her, she arrived and saw Blana, wearing Grimy Green. She walked up to Blana and got close to her and could smell the tangy salty sour smell coming off of her suit. It made her stomach tighten yet it made her nostrils flare both in disgust and arousal.
Blana wrapped her arms around SweatLickerCHI and said in a soft voice squeezing her face between her breasts against the slimy almost crusty latex "You like it, lick it, tell me what your name is while you lick my filthy suit."
She started greedily licking the front of the suit, grinding her face in Blana's tight grip, rubbing her face between her breasts slurping on the suit "mmphhh, Filthy Jenn Just call me Jenn" she said between loud gulps of the grime.
Blana lifted Jenn in her arms holding her against her breasts as she carried her to a bus and walked onto it taking a seat. The driver ignored Jenn's existence, like she wasn't even a person.
Blana said "No fare needed for something that is waiting to be consumed by me."
Jenn said "Consumed" nervously. Blana replied casually "Did you think you'd be coming out, of my suit?" she unzipped her suit sitting at the back of the bus. A cloud of yellowish green toxic gas filled the area. It stunk to high heavens. Blana forced Jenn head first into her suit and said "Squirm your way upright against my chest" she zipped the suit shut, it clicked audibly with a squelching sound. Blana said "Glued in permanently, that glue will keep you from starving, all you need is my sweat and anything else I spit down my suits front."
Jenn struggled her way to standing, she was smashed flat against Blana’s breasts. They were gluey and crusty. Blana looked down through the tiny slit in the zipper and said “Oh finally, took you a half hour. We are almost to my house. It’s so hot on this bus, but it must be soooo stuffy and stinky in my suit!”
She farted loudly BRRRRRRRRPPHHHHHHHHHT Oh fuck, those tacos I ate. Sorry girl. I can’t unzip the suit ever, and that smell has to stay inside! She pulled a strap on the collar of the suit and the little bit of light that came in showing Jenn the grimy world she was in of Blana’s breasts and suit, turned into darkness and stifling humidity. The air she thought was thick and impossible to breathe became even thicker, even stinkier, and yet she somehow ate the air, gulping it like a solid object filling her mouth with each breath. And with each breath a solid object was filling her mouth, it was Blana’s sweaty breast she was sucking on. Gulping down gobs of sweat.
Blana stepped off the bus and then loosened the collar only to spit a thick wad of slime right over Jenn’s nose. She said “Oh god, that was from me smoking those cigs earlier. Ick, that’s a nasty brown wad from deep in my lungs. Those things are so salty and tobaccoey. Must be horrifying to have it smashed to your nose with all that filth!”
Jenn whimpered softly and wiggled as the latex stretched, holding her body against Blana’s tightly. Her arms wrapped around Blana not in love, but by force. Though her arms were relaxed out of arousal and the intense heat, the exhausting heat, the exhausting thick air. It was all part of Blana’s plan. To exhaust her and make her then willfully sign her life over to her and her grimy green suit!
Blana didn’t walk straight into her apartment, she went to the gym on the top floor. Jenn could feel her body sweating, grinding her face in a slimy pasty grip as she ran around the running track for 50 laps. After the 50 laps Jenn was barely conscious. Blana looked down through the slit in the zipper and said “My biomonitor indicates it’s 140 degrees inside my suit, you must be absolutely dying in there for some air”
Jenn whimpered softly “Please, unzip it, I really am about to black mmphhhh” her head rolled off into her breast.
Blana clamped the collar tight on her suit and said “Nah, I think I’ll let you black out in there and spend the night not having to smell my own stench. Being a crossbred human crocodile female makes for my body to be really stinky and honestly, when I have a little slut like you that loves sweat. I may as well breathe filtered air. She giggled letting the collar lock shut. She then tossed the key into the dark suit letting it drop onto Jenn’s nose. She shouted “Put that in your cheek and don’t lose it”
The key was made of gum encased in a hard shell of dried sweat and tar. She took it into her mouth forcing it from her nose by nuzzling into Blana’s breasts repeatedly, filling her nostrils with the sludge of decades of crocolady sweat.
Blana giggled listening to her make gurgling cries “Aww, are you drowning in my sweat? Let me help a bit” suddenly the suit began to fill with a slimy hot sludge, it stunk worse than her sweat. She giggled and said “Drink up, this is the sweat harvested off the drains of the gym for the last 30 years.”
Jenn cried and screamed writhing in the suit. The suit spoke in a deep male voice “You will not escape our grip!” and then tightened around her smashing her body against Blana’s. Her legs were sunk into Blana’s soft thick thighs. Her body was enveloped in Blana’s soft belly and her head was engulfed by her breasts completely. Blana laughed and said “Aww, it must be so tight and suffocating! I bet you can’t even get a breath! All you can get now is probably my sweaty flesh filling your mouth!”
Jenn’s struggles were reduced to feeble twitching wiggles, desperate wiggles of a woman on the edge of death unable to die.
Blana walked to her apartment enjoying Jenn’s body shuddering as she repeatedly blacked out and awoke. She went inside of her apartment and laid in her bed. She yelled “Hey Dave, I need you to sleep on top tonight.”
The loud thud of a heavy person walking into the room was heard. Blana said “I’d say meet Dave but you can’t really talk. He’s a crossbred man and sea lion. He’s a 800 pound giant and he will sleep on top of me. I like his weight and as for you, his extra warmth and weight will add to your excruciating torture that you earned by …
You shouldn’t have been so quick to want to climb into my suit. Should have talked about limits, but oh well. You’ll be fine living in my filth.
Dave climbed onto the bed. Jenn’s body was flattened into Blana’s body even harsher. The heat was excruciating. Jenn spent the night blacked out from the pressure. When Dave climbed off the next morning Blana loosened the collar just enough to see Jenn and said “Key?”
Jenn stuck her tongue out with as much force as she could. Pressing it into a sinking glue of rancid sweat and dried dead skin that swallowed her tongue into its putrid tasting embrace as the key slid out of her mouth. Blana laughed as it slid into her sweat and said “Aww, looks like I’m never unlocking the collar and the only way you’ll ever get air is if I stick my finger in here and stretch it.”
She pulled her finger harshly stretching the collar so Dave’s giant face was visible. Dave began retching before vomiting thick gluey slop into the suit. Blana let the suit snap shut and said “There’s your food. You’ll eat Dave’s vomit twice a day, morning and night. I hope you are enjoying your new live SweatSlutCHI or Jenn, I like sweat slut better. Most others would have been begging to come out by now, you’re just so docile."
Jenn was crying for release but it was impossible for her words to be heard, she was just making gurgling MMPHHGGGRHGHLGHGH in the filth of sweat. Every time she screamed Blana would squeeze out a loud long fart making the suit inflate slightly. Every day she would run five miles on the track.
Blana the second night said to Jenn as she fused the suits zipper shut on her back “I’m making sure I live my next 800 years in the suit. I live 900 years. I’m not sure how long you will live as a human, but with my slime, I hope you will live all 800 years suffering in my stinking filth!"
Jenn’s cries faded into silence as Blana’s bodily filth filled her mouth and nose to the point she couldn’t even swallow, her body had been filled with Blana’s sweat and she would forever take her sweat in one milliliter at a time as it came out one milliliter at a time.
A permanently filled to bursting permanently glued to her body fart and sweat breathing filter to keep her stench contained in the suit. A mere object to reduce her own stench!