the zentai apple
koita gets a green apple in the mail today. it is from a subscription service that mails in objects that cause transformations.
what transformation will koita go through after taking a bite, and why is it a living zentai suit?
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ive been trying to write more on my phone
it took a while for me to write this
ive always wanted to incorporate a suit i actually have, but with a printed-on face twist
i was originally going to have the trigger object be something else, but i decided on an apple because i dont want to encourage addictions
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It started off as just another day for Koita.
The minikai got up from his makeshift bed made of socks. He pulled off the soft and cosy makeshift blanket he made from sewing plenty of socks together, and got on his legs. He heard the doorbell ring.
He put on his shorts and shirt and walked to the front door. He saw a package on his doormat, with no one else around. Upon closer inspection, the package had his name written on it. Koita took the package, closed the door, and locked it. On the package was the name of the service Koita just subscribed to, which mails various things every month. The things are random objects, but they tend to trigger a transformation of some kind.
Koita took the box to his room, and closed the door. He peeled the tapes off and opened the box. The box contained a single green apple, with instructions for when to eat the apple.
Koita took off his clothes and read the instructions. He may be horny today but that's not going to stop him from doing a bit of reading.
For the transformation to take effect, he only needs to take a single bite, and that the transformation lasts 24 hours. During the transformation, he will not need to eat or sleep. There was also a warning that eating an apple seed will cause the transformation to be permanent.
He didn't normally eat apples, but he took a fast bite of this one.
Already, his stomach felt full, as if the apple slice grew to fill it.
He began to feel something on his feet. Looking down, he noticed his feet began to grow more human-like, skin turning into a certain green material he was all too familiar with: lycra? Koita was always someone who loved being completely encased in materials like lycra, so having his skin turn into lycra made his tent grow.
Tent?
He noticed his erect penis was sinking into his skin, losing more and more of its definition until it was nothing more than a bulge, as if he was wearing a suit. He began to stroke what was left of his genital, playing with it while he still can.
While stroking, he saw the skin on his legs gradually turn into green lycra, enjoying the leggings look. His feet looked sock-like too, with no discernible toes. It wasn't long before he rubbed his feet together, feeling how sensitive they got.
He then felt something on his ass. He put his free hand to feel for what could be bothering it. He felt one cheek, then the other, but when his hand went between them, there was no anus, just smooth lycra he can only assume was also green. As much as this meant he could not shove anything up his, he still kept on rubbing his null monorump against his bed, enjoying how smooth it was.
As he kept rubbing his own body all over the bed, his torso and back gradually turned into green lycra. He began to feel some sort of zipper grow on his back, with two pulls. He put his free hand on his zipper, which felt very sensitive, like his crotch and feet. He opened the zipper and took his other hand away from his null bulge to feel what was under. There was nothing underneath, not any of his previous skin, not even any organs, just air. Koita has enjoyed tales of living suits, but he never expected to become one.
As he closed his zipper and took his hands out, he noticed they became human-like. This entire time, human-like fingers were blooming from his hand, and he never noticed.
The changes delighted Koita enough for him to take a look in his bathroom mirror. He saw his head was changing as well, everything but his face was green lycra. At least he still has his floppy ears, but his face was about to change. He smiled.
...
He couldn't open his mouth. The face was locked in its expression of glee, and became lycra, though it retained its colouration. The purple face stood out from his green body, and he still enjoyed it for what it is.
He went back to his room and began rubbing his bulge against the bed. He might as well use his new body for the rest of his 24 hours.