You rattle open a few drawers and glory be, theres a huge carving knife, bowed with age but with a razors edge.
You pick it up, testing the weight in your hand and think about how best to remove the material from around your body. The catsuit is so tight against you that your likely to cut yourself as the blade is diffecult to maneuver easily. You run your hand over the suit, looking for a bunched piece of material but all you feel is an increasing sensitivity and arousal. You sigh, and your chest heaves. Of course! The suit gave you boobs...that is the suit gave you the appearance of boobs...you can cut into it there quite safely!
You lay the shape blade against your chest and start to press down...