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Made as free commission reward for a Level 2 Subscriber who wants to stay anonymous.

Picture is inspired by the story by him.

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The sentry was new, and she go the night shift: protecting the database of the laboratory. She was clad in her tight green, full body Zentai suit; it hugged every curve of her figure, rode up her ass-crack, showed the protrusion of her modest breasts, and outlined every fold of her womanhood (as she was not permitted to wear anything beneath her suit, this made her quite uncomfortable; everybody could see the folds of her womanhood, as well has her nippled, and more importantly, could tell if she was excited or "chilly!"). Her standard stun-rifle (no bullets; the data was too valuable to have an erroneous bullet damage a server) was leaning up against the wall; since it was never used, the sentry rarely held the stun-gun. She stood, unsure where to put her arms: behind her back seemed to emphasize her breasts and exposed her crotch, but covering her tits of crotch emphasized her embarrassment. The Zentai suit was zipped up the back, so going to the restroom meant stripping completely! But, this was the uniform, and given how hard work was to come by, she took this job, thankful that her face was completely covered.

Suddenly, she heard something to her left. She froze, nervous, scared. She looked downward and thought she saw something. She walked over, her spandex-feet barely making nay noise as she stepped. The spandex-clad sentry bent over at her waist, and reached downward. It was a black mask!

Before the sentry knew what was going on, she suddenly felt something grab the bottom of the zip of her suit (at the base of her spine), and yank the fabric upward, causing a horrible wedgie! The fabric covering the sentry's crotch was suddenly yanked painfully upward, wedging itself into her labial folds as the smooth skin-tight suit had been wedged into the poor sentry's ass crack! The sentry was in terrible pain, and instinctively stood straight up, and moved her hands behind her back. This was a mistake, for the assailant intended this to be the young sentry's response, and quickly the intruder snaked their other arm between the sentry's elbows and back, pinning the surprised sentry's arms in a useless position. The sentry was now scared, and opened her mouth to shout. But the hand that originally wedgied the young sentry now clamped over the sentry's mouth; she was trapped, and couldn't call for help! The sentry now felt herself being lifted upward by a very large, strong intruder. The sentry kicked her legs wildly, the sight of her green spandex legs flailing visible through her own spandex hood. Hot breath was now blown into her right ear, as the mouth of the monstrous intruder moved the sentry's head close to their own. The sentry tried to buck her hips, and as she thrust her tight-green ass backwards, she felt her toned spandex-covered ass slam into a torso of hardened abs. "You pathetic little thing in tight-tighty-tights, so weak," the spy mockingly whispered into the terrified sentry's ear. The sentry squealed, but hardly any noise came out of her mouth (so well covered it was by the spy's hand), and she tried her best to wriggle away, but was trapped in the vice-like grip of the assailant; The young sentry could only bicycle and flail her spandex legs in the air.

Description
Made as free commission reward for a Level 2 Subscriber who wants to stay anonymous.

Picture is inspired by the story by him.

Alternate version of

Mature Content

The sentry was new, and she go the night shift: protecting the database of the laboratory. She was clad in her tight green, full body Zentai suit; it hugged every curve of her figure, rode up her ass-crack, showed the protrusion of her modest breasts, and outlined every fold of her womanhood (as she was not permitted to wear anything beneath her suit, this made her quite uncomfortable; everybody could see the folds of her womanhood, as well has her nippled, and more importantly, could tell if she was excited or "chilly!"). Her standard stun-rifle (no bullets; the data was too valuable to have an erroneous bullet damage a server) was leaning up against the wall; since it was never used, the sentry rarely held the stun-gun. She stood, unsure where to put her arms: behind her back seemed to emphasize her breasts and exposed her crotch, but covering her tits of crotch emphasized her embarrassment. The Zentai suit was zipped up the back, so going to the restroom meant stripping completely! But, this was the uniform, and given how hard work was to come by, she took this job, thankful that her face was completely covered.

Suddenly, she heard something to her left. She froze, nervous, scared. She looked downward and thought she saw something. She walked over, her spandex-feet barely making nay noise as she stepped. The spandex-clad sentry bent over at her waist, and reached downward. It was a black mask!

Before the sentry knew what was going on, she suddenly felt something grab the bottom of the zip of her suit (at the base of her spine), and yank the fabric upward, causing a horrible wedgie! The fabric covering the sentry's crotch was suddenly yanked painfully upward, wedging itself into her labial folds as the smooth skin-tight suit had been wedged into the poor sentry's ass crack! The sentry was in terrible pain, and instinctively stood straight up, and moved her hands behind her back. This was a mistake, for the assailant intended this to be the young sentry's response, and quickly the intruder snaked their other arm between the sentry's elbows and back, pinning the surprised sentry's arms in a useless position. The sentry was now scared, and opened her mouth to shout. But the hand that originally wedgied the young sentry now clamped over the sentry's mouth; she was trapped, and couldn't call for help! The sentry now felt herself being lifted upward by a very large, strong intruder. The sentry kicked her legs wildly, the sight of her green spandex legs flailing visible through her own spandex hood. Hot breath was now blown into her right ear, as the mouth of the monstrous intruder moved the sentry's head close to their own. The sentry tried to buck her hips, and as she thrust her tight-green ass backwards, she felt her toned spandex-covered ass slam into a torso of hardened abs. "You pathetic little thing in tight-tighty-tights, so weak," the spy mockingly whispered into the terrified sentry's ear. The sentry squealed, but hardly any noise came out of her mouth (so well covered it was by the spy's hand), and she tried her best to wriggle away, but was trapped in the vice-like grip of the assailant; The young sentry could only bicycle and flail her spandex legs in the air.