The store owner smiles, seeing you jog with the Blair suit in your hands.
Once inside the dressing room, you take your shoes off, and quickly strip down, completely nude. You hold up the suit, rubbing it against your body. Hmmm, you gasp as it turns you on. Your cock is throbbing as it bobs around with each heartbeat. You unzip the front, and quickly step into the legs, and pull the suit up to your waist. Your legs shine in the glossy black fabric. You feel the fabric grip your buttocks, as it seems to pull itself in between your ass cheeks. You feel a coldness at your anus, like air. You reach around and feel that the fabric has been vacuum sucked to your skin. Your rump feels slippery and smooth.
You decide to enjoy this moment, rubbing your butt when the suit begins to vacuum form to your balls, as your cock is still jutting out of your crotch, the zipper of the suit at the base of your cock. It feels strange and cold as you look down to see the lycra fabric sucked against your scrotum, with all the folds of a shriveled sac. You stroke your lycra sac, and it feels like your butt, smooth and slippery. You have the sudden impulse to jack off right there, and grab your shaft and start to work up and down with one hand while your other rubs your smooth rump. You don't last long as you orgasm overwhelms you, and thick jets of black ooze spurt from your cock. You keep pumping your shaft, as it feels wonderful. The black ooze serving to lube and make your shaft continue to stay hard. You look down at your clothes, the black ooze spattered about. Your orgasm slowly subsides and you let go of your throbbing cock, still dribbling the black ooze. You lick some that is on your hand, and it tastes like vanilla. You lick your hand clean of the ooze, and start to scoop more off your clothes. You don't stop until you have cleaned up your tasty mess. Afterwards your cock is still hard. You think to yourself you will have fun when you get home. You pull the rest of the suit up and put your arms through the sleeves. You think about pulling up the zipper when your chest starts to throb like your cock. Soon, your suit is pushed open by a pair of F cup tits and very thick, hard nipples pushing though the lycra. You respond by another round of masturbation, this time when you feel you are about to explode, you hold your shirt in front of your cock. You milk your cock for what seem like minutes, as your shirt fills with small puddle of ooze. When your stroking yields no more ooze, you start to lick the ooze from your shirt, the vanilla taste and the ooze's smooth texture driving you wild. After you clean your shirt, you choose not to pull up the zipper. What did the owner say, 24 hours...you think it is best to wait until you get home to be stuck this way for a day. It's a free suit, so you quickly put your clothes back on, except your underwear, and open the dressing room door. A mirror just outside the door shows you a freakish image of a normal boy with a shirt clinging to the biggest tits ever seen. You smile and hope not to many people see you as you make your way out of the store and to your car.