The Cult of Friendship: Enjoying the plot
“yes mistress, i will,” he responds, feeling his cheeks grow warm, his bound ‘bitch suit’ set up, having far less control over himself, yet he doesn’t quite ‘feel’ as if he’s bound, but freed into a new body.
Reversing the K: Domineering Femboy
A meekly feminine voice says, “this particular bitch suit has extra padding on the knees and elbows for extra long-term wear.
The Cult of Friendship: Deponizing
There were moments where he could have felt those fingers, the elbows, the way he was bent up like a bitch suit within the suit, but that too melted away. the rubber suit he’s wearing underneath the rubber suit became less of a factor.
Tigress and the Mouse Circus
Martin helped her into a metal bitch suit, two sizes too small, designed to constrict her movements and exaggerate her curves. the cold bars dug into her flesh, making her gasp.
Owned Operator
“get you nice and set up in a cat bitch suit, with some cat ears, and a nice tail, wouldn’t that be cute.” “like a furry?” “why yes.” “ah…” he huffs, feeling his arousal grow, “well i just…” “what is it, cat?” “nothing miss sita.”
The Horsecock Factory
It was a fake teddy bear bitch suit. they were going to dress him up like some helpless ass-wrecked stuffed animal, he finally realized with horror.
Slavery is Freedom: Chapter IIIB: Nirvana in Space
After cleaning the wolf up zippo had forced him into a tight leather bitch-suit that held his legs and arms pinned to themselves - forcing him to walk on his knees and elbows, even more like a doggy.