"A rubber suit? A wet suit? A green wet suit?" Kyle asked.
"Just take off all your clothing and put that on now," Sam said softly.
"All my clothing? What about my underwear?"
"All your clothing," Sam ordered as she left the room.
Kyle smiled, "Don't you want to watch?"
"I'll be back in a minute, be dressed then," Sam said as she closed the door.
"Sam-"
The door slammed shut. Kyle shook his head, and stripped naked. He looked around the room, but no one was peeking, no cameras that he could see. He shrugged, "Well, here it goes." Kyle pulled the green wet suit on, and zipped it up. He pulled gloves on, hood and flippers.
The door opened, "Perfect fit, Kyle," Sam said.
"Perfect? It feels damn tight, if you ask me. Should it fit in my ass crack this way?"
"Oh, it'll get a lot tighter," Sam said holding out an odd looking tablet and aiming it at Kyle. The device glows blue, and Kyle feels the suit gets tighter.