You think for a while. "Nah, I got nothing for you to do for now."
"Very well Master."
Standing back up, you look at her, examining her shape. "It would be nice to have a body like yours."
"Does Master want to possess my body?"
Puzzled, you answer, "Yea sure, but-"
Before you could finish Sahara came up to you and put a finger to your lips. "Allow me , Master." With that she walked about 5 feet in front of you and stopped, with her back to you. You begin to speak but something changed. She begins to grow, but not too much. Her body loses the hourglass waist and her appendages start to widen and get fatter. A line starts to appear on her back, forming just above her tail and running up to the back of her head. Her stature changes, sort of becoming 'flimsy'. Observing from a distance, she starts to wobble. Fearful that she will loose her balance, you walk up to her. Sahara turns her head and looks at you. You freeze. Her eyes are now black, no, they're hollow. Her gaze seems to me telling you to 'just watch'. Sahara turns her head back away from you and continue what ever she was doing.
She reaches behind her head and starts to pull apart the line. Her back peeled open like a banana and inside her body was, hollow. That line is actually a seam; she had turned into a living suit! She continue to pull at the seam until the full length of the line is now open. With the transformation done, all that is left is a hollow living suit standing up as if filled by some invisible spirit. Sahara spoke softly, "Please enter Master." Now you understand what she meant when she said 'possess my body,' she wanted you to wear her and become her body. You walk up behind her. Her insides are as smooth as her outside. You can see the hollowed out cavity where the breast are. Examining her 'mask,' you can see that her eyes are covered in a thin film of latex. There also a flat piece of latex where the mouth is, obviously meant to go inside your mouth when you wear her.
You are hesitant to enter her. If you go through with this, You will be completely covered and consumed in latex, exactly as that man was earlier. Is this a ploy to transform you into those latex things? Nervously, you ask Sahara, "Will I be able to, umm.. take you off afterward."
"Yes Master. If Master so wishes to return to human." Your still unconvinced, but the smell of latex and the promise of a sexy body made your horny. The allure of having your body full caressed by latex is enough reason to go ahead with her plan. Because the 'suit' is standing up by itself, getting in is no problem. You placed a foot into her leg and wiggled it down until your foot reaches the tip of the 'stocking.' The suit tightens a bit around your leg to remove all the trapped air; you feel it adhere to your skin. The feeling of having your foot encased in latex is incredible, almost orgasmic. Quickly you place your other foot into the other leg and pull her bum up to cover yours.
You feel misplaced as your erect cock is being squished between you and the suit, creating a noticeable bulge in the front. You ask, "Umm, where can this go?" You feel the latex shift around near your cock. Looking down, you see that she formed another vagina inside her suit right where your dick is. Satisfied with this solution, you enter her. The suit now tightens around your butt and crotch as the inner vagina starts to lightly suck on your concealed cock. With you inside her lower half and her top half floating slightly in front of you, you continue with the transformation. You insert your hands inside hers. The 'gloves' pulsates slightly, as if they are swallowing your hands. At the same time, the suit attaches to your chest and begins to wrap around your body. Your hands reaches her fingertips and the suit tightens again. Your right arm moves by itself, being pulled by the suit. It must be Sahara controlling it. Using your hand, she reaches around and places two fingers at the base of her seam, presses down on the seam, and then pulls up. Like an imaginary zipper, the suit starts to seal you in. The experience was wonderful! It's as if someone is using their tongue and gently licking a line up on their spine. The feeling is amplified as the suit tightens as it goes up as well. As the 'zipper' goes above the breast, they seem to inflate back to their proper size.
Your hand stops at the base of the neck and you regain control over it. The suit begins to warm up; the latex becomes more flexible. At the same time, your sense of touch heightens, enabling you to feel your touch through the latex. You close your eyes and let the warmth fill you. The suit tightens further until it becomes more like a second skin. Your mind reaches out for Sahara, creating a mental connection between her body and yours. Now you can experience what she is feeling through her body. As the warmth starts to die down, the 'mask' flops down onto your breast, still connected by the neck. Her trunk flopping down past your crotch. You were concerned about her but somehow you can feel that she is alright. You relax a bit before you make the final plunge. Walking around a bit, you examine your body. Aside from the breast, you look like a man in some kind of latex suit, but no suit will ever fit this nicely. No suit will conform to your every crease and flex to your every movement.
Rubbing your breast, they seem to be just an air pocket under the suit yet you can still feel it when you pinch the nipples. You look down at your crotch and can only see a smooth patch of latex where your dick is normally be hanging out. You can still feel it under the suit, but it is completely hidden from the outside. Going to the back, your tail comes out right at the base of your spine. You try to control it but found the only way to move it is to swing your hips. You finally reach your lower lips. As your prod around, you are assaulted by new sensations, something that a man can never feel. You insert a finger into your vagina but you hit your human skin. Seems this suit, in its current state, has its limitations. You are still a man under the suit. But through this mental link, you can experience the feeling of a woman's breast and vagina.
In this state of incomplete transformation, you begin to hesitate. Now would be your last chance to get out before drastic, and maybe permanent, changes occur. Do your really want to leave your body and enter a new one, even if it is only for a while? You hear Sahara's voice in you ear. "Master, please finish donning me. The effect will be more satisfying when the transformation is complete." Listening to her advice, you grab the mask with both hands and brought it up in front of your face. You hesitate for a moment.