…The next morning, I woke, groaning, as the daylight was streaming through my window. It took me several minutes to adjust to the light, and several more to drag myself into the bathroom, shower and change. Eventually, I was ready to face the day and unlocked the bedroom door. Not entirely surprisingly, Adam was lurking in the corridor.
“Hi,” he said, “Good sleep?”
“Yeah, kind of,” I said.
“Are you ready to start the experiment?” The excitement in his eyes was almost palpable.
“I guess,” I mumbled.
“Great! Follow me.” I followed Adam through the cabin, through an open living space and down a small corridor to another room.
“Just take a seat in there,” he said. I wandered into the room. It was small, with a table, two chairs, a computer and a filing cabinet. Through the open window I could see more trees and part of a high, wire fence, like a zoo enclosure.
Adam came bounding back into the room. He was carrying a parcel.
“So, I guess you are wondering what this is all about?”
”Okay, well I can’t tell you everything, but we have been given a special licence to carry out behavioural experiments in the wild.”
“Basically, these are intensive interaction sessions, in which you will be required to interact, naturally, with other entities.”
“Oh that’s just a jargon word we use for certain life forms.”
“Life forms? You mean people?”
Typical scientist, I thought. They always have to make everything sound more complicated than it needed to be.
“So, this interaction. What do I have to do?”
“That’s completely up to you. You will just be in certain situations, that arise spontaneously and you will just react in the way that feels natural.”
“Kind of like roleplay?”
“Exactly,” he said. “Now in a moment, I’m going to take you to the experiment area, but first I’m going to need you to put this on.”
He pushed the parcel across the table to me. Curious, I opened the parcel and pulled out a thin pile of silky material. I held it up. It appeared to be the world’s smallest, skimpiest all in one suit. The material was delicate and had an unusual texture, almost rough on the inside, yet incredibly smooth on the outside.
“What is this?”
“An experimental fabric. Part of the experiment. It enables us to monitor heart-rate, pulse, levels of stimulation, that kind of thing.”
“Er, I don’t know.”
“It’s kind of essential to the experiment.”
I looked at the suit and blew out my cheeks.
“Fine, I guess.”
“Excellent. You can get changed behind that curtain if you like.”
He pointed to a curtained alcove that was like a fitting room at a clothes store. This situation just got weirder, I thought.
I went into the alcove, pulled the curtain behind me and then checked for cameras. After checking the walls thoroughly, I was fairly sure there wasn’t a hidden device there, so reluctantly I started to change.
The suit took forever to work out, but eventually I got one leg in and then the other and it started to make sense. It was incredibly tight though. It snapped tighter at the ankles and the wrists, and clung to my body. There were no wrinkles in the fabric, and it felt kind of warm, though not like leather or PVC, just warm, soft, and natural. But every curve of my body was visible, including my breasts. I mean, I am quite proud of my body, but even I felt self-conscious and my nipples were plainly noticeable. Something else felt odd as well. I reached down and realised with horror what the problem was. The suit was crotchless!
“Are you ready?” said Adam
“Nearly,” I replied. I didn’t know what to do. If I complained, first of all I would have to be talking about my crotch in front of Adam, which I really, really didn’t want to do, and then there would probably be some valid scientific reason for it, which would make me feel silly.
I closed my eyes, pulled back the curtain and stepped out, making sure not to look at Adam as I was certain that he would be ogling me.
“Wow. That looks…wow!” he said.
I think I managed a weak smile.
“Okay, well if you’d like to come this way, we can get started.”
Humiliated, I trailed after Adam all the way through the cabin and out through a rear door onto a lawn which looked onto a high wire fence.
“Don’t you think I should have some footwear?”
”Oh no, don’t worry. Barefoot is best. Yes, better barefoot.”
This made no sense at all, but I thought I might as well carry on with it. I followed him across the grass, looking anxiously this way and that to see if anyone could see me, but I could not see anyone in either direction. We paused at a gate in the fence which Adam set about unlocking. Eventually, it swung open.
“You, you go through, I’m having trouble with this lock,” he said. I was reluctant to let Adam ogle me from the rear, but I felt foolish standing there outside the gate, so I walked inside, across the scrubby grass. I had only gone a few yards when I heard the gate clang shut behind me. I turned quickly to see Adam locking it.
“Hey! What’s going on?”
I hurried to the gate.
“Don’t worry. It’s all part of the experiment. I will be back in a few hours to let you out.”
“A few hours!”
He smiled, waved and then wandered off back to the cabin.
“Hey, come back here!” I shouted. He didn’t turn his back, and soon, I was alone in the enclosure.
I turned around slowly. There didn’t seem to be any people in there, just a lot of vegetation. I couldn’t see the end of fence, so I figured it was a big, big enclosure. But what did it enclose? I sighed. As I was going to be there for a few hours, it made sense to explore a little.
I took some tentative step into the vegetation. It was mainly exotic looking shrubs and palm-type plants, but beyond that there were tall trees and after a minute or two of walking, it felt like I was in the middle of a forest. It was a strange-smelling forest too. The floor was littered with dead leaves and occasionally I passed a pile of brown rotting fruit, as though a family had worked their way through a fruit basket and thrown the remains in one place.
As I was walking through the forest, I heard a shuffling in the leaves behind me. I turned round quickly and thought I saw a dark shape slip behind a bush. I whipped round to the front and out of the corner of my eye saw another dark shape disappear behind a tree. I began to walk quickly and then broke into a run. I could hear shuffling and scraping behind me but every time I turned or looked this way or that, I saw only a fleeting glimpse of strange, hairy creatures. I began to run faster until I stumbled through thick bushes into a clearing of flattened reeds and ferns and fell forwards, landing on the soft vegetation.
As I pulled myself to my knees, I saw the vegetation rustling in front of me. I turned round and the ferns were shaking behind me. I was trapped!
From the vegetation emerged first dark hairy arms, and then came the creatures. As I saw them, I felt my stomach sink and my blood turn cold. They were shorter than humans, with hairy twisted features and red eyes. Their bodies were completely covered in matted dark brown hair and they shuffled, ambled and lumbered rather than ran. They looked powerfully built and their shoulders were particularly strong and bulky.
Still on my knees, I tried to scramble out of the clearing. I felt something grip my ankle tightly. I screamed instinctively, but then another hand grabbed me, and I felt myself slipping back across the vegetation; my sheer, shiny body suit making it easier for them to pull me. I was now face down, trying desperately to free myself but a weight of bodies pressed down on my thighs, pinning me there.
As I wriggled, I felt thick stubby fingers peeling back the edge of the suit and then, with horror, felt them probing me, rubbing me, stroking and tweaking my exposed labia. With one last effort I managed to throw off the weight of them and flip over so I could see what was happening. It was a temporary escape. Two of them weighted down my ankles immediately while two more straddled my thighs and resumed their probing.
“Hey, stop that! Get off me!” I shouted, but it made no difference, and then, suddenly, a shadow fell across me and I felt another weight on me. One of the creatures straddled my waist and leaned forwards, grabbing my breasts through the thin material of the suit with both hands and kneading them vigorously. The initial burst of pain took the wind out of me, and then, as I felt the others slipping thick stiff fingers into me, I began to feel the first stirrings of unwelcome but unmistakable pleasure.
“No, no, stop that!” I protested in vain, but hands took my wrists and pinned them down. I looked around desperately and on all sides I saw more of the creatures, closing around me, hemming me in. Other hands began to grasp at my breasts and paw my body and as I wriggled and squirmed I felt something else. Something hard and thick was pressing against my pussy. I tried to shake myself free and squeeze my thighs together but I couldn’t stop them and as I lay there, being groped and manhandled I felt something press between my lips and slip inside me, opening me up, pushing and probing and thrusting into me…