Body, Inc.: Alex (Patreon)

When I got the ad for Body, Inc., I didn't know what to expect. It was some sort of service where they sent you a custom made bodysuit. I thought it was just a joke! But, my curiosity got the best of me. After filling out the (oddly female only) designs for the suit, it was soon paid for.

It came only a few days later. My son was still at school and my ex-wife had already left us by ourselves at this point. After getting off from my stay at home job, I received an email from Body, Inc. It actually arrived!

As soon as the door closed, I just had to see what was inside. The box was soon opened. On the top was a piece of paper that I didn't bother to read. The suit was neatly protected and covered in tissue paper and plastic. I couldn't tell anyone about this. If my son saw, I didn't know what he would think of me.

I quickly got rid of the box in the recycling and placed the suit under my bed. If my curiosity got the best of me again, then I would put it on but for only a second, I thought to myself. I walked back downstairs and turned on the TV. 

Five o' clock. My son Seth arrived at home. He was living at home while he went to college. He was staying after every day to help set up decorations for a dance they were having. Instead of his usual cheery self, he was disheveled. Something was clearly wrong. As his father, I needed to know what was going on with my son.

A twang of sadness immediately overcame as our eyes met. He quickly turned away and flopped onto the couch next to me. "Seth, what's wrong?" I asked him. He just pouted and closed his eyes. "Son...please talk to me."

"I got rejected again," he half mumbled. "I did all of this for Sandra and she said no." Sandra was the girl that my son had a crush on. Every day, he would talk about her like she was the most important person in the world. Of course, she was the most important thing to him. "I'm sorry, bud. I wish there was something I could do," I said, gently stroking the back of his head. Suddenly, I remembered the bodysuit that had just come in. There was something I could do! 

"Actually...give me a second," I said before rushing upstairs and unwrapping the bodysuit. Along with the skin, there were a pair of clothes with it. After putting the bodysuit on and then the clothes, I could feel the suit wrap around me, locking me inside for the next few hours. Soon, I looked indistinguishable from a 19 year old woman, just around my son's age and looking different enough that no one would guess we were related. 

I took a deep breath and walked downstairs, presenting myself to my son. He turned around and his eyes widened until they almost fell off. He stood up and scanned me. "Who the hell are...wait...dad?" he asked, puzzled at the sight of me. I nodded. "It's a long story. I got an ad about a bodysuit and I bought it and then you came home and...I wanted to help." I was talking to the point of rambling. I could tell by the look on his face that he still didn't know what was going on. 

"Dad..." I cut him off by putting a dainty finger over his lips, looking upward into his eyes. "I'm not your dad right now. Just think of me as your date. Call me Alexa." Things were different almost immediately after I said that. I had butterflies in my stomach when I looked in his eyes. What was going on? I smiled sweetly at him, assuring him that I was meaning what I said and that I wanted to give him a night to remember. 

"Alright, Alexa. Let me get my suit," he said, soon breaking eye contact with me and heading to his room. Twenty minutes must've passed before Seth finally came back downstairs. He looked so handsome in his suit. I was proud to be his date. "We should get going, Seth. The dance starts soon, right?" I smiled warmly and reached out my hand. He soon brought it into his and we walked out to his car. 

The drive wasn't long, the campus was only about twenty minutes from our house. He actually treated me like a gentleman as he escorted me from the car into the gym for the big dance. I giggled as I turned and heard moans coming from the bathroom. Soon, I was the one pulling him to the dance floor. 

A group of people, turning out to be my date's friends, walked over to us and pestered me with questions. I quickly managed to respond to them all. The DJ then put on a slow song, "Wonderful Tonight" by Eric Clapton, and I pulled my handsome date with me to the middle of the floor. 

He reluctantly followed my steps, staring into my eyes as I led him into an intimate dance for two loving partners. We were staring into each others eyes the whole time, unknowingly leaning in closer and closer until finally...smooch

Our lips met. But instead of breaking it, we kept going. Our tongues invaded each other's mouths and we couldn't, no, didn't want to stop. There were a few audible coos from the audience as they watched us. We closed our eyes and inched closer until his hand were on my ass. "Why don't we get out of here?" I whispered after forcing the kiss to break. "I...I'd like that," he whispered in response. 

We were on each other as soon as we got back to the house. We were in his room as he kissed his way down my body. We both wanted each other badly, and we were going to fuck hard. As soon as his cock was inside me, I couldn't think straight. All I wanted was my sexy boyfriend. And he wanted his beautiful girlfriend. 

We made love for hours. Our moans reverberated throughout the entire house. We didn't care if anyone heard us. We were just as happy as those horny people were in the bathroom at the dance. He stared at me, feeling a twitch in his massive cock. I just nodded and we kissed again. He came inside me, filling my womb with his warm and potent seed. 

As we bathed in the afterglow, my head and hand was on his chest. "Seth...I love you," I said, looking into his eyes. "I love you too, Alexis," he whispered, kissing my forehead after. I melted into him and fell asleep soon after. 

What I didn't know was that Seth cumming inside me locked me inside the suit forever. I wasn't his dad anymore. I was Alexis, his beautiful girlfriend. Frankly, I was happier. He seemed to forget about the old man he used to live with. I soon bought new clothes and makeup for myself, moving everything into my boyfriend's room. I didn't need that old room anyway. We converted it into a guest bedroom while I get to sleep with my sexy man every day.

I even started college with him. We have all the same classes and now everyone knows about me. Some people are jealous that I'm his girlfriend. I don't care. I know that he's mine and I'm his. I wouldn't leave him for anything. This was where I was meant to be, and I wouldn't change a thing.