Milf Suit Attempt 2 edit 1.

	My hands gripped onto the suit that fell upon me, my fingers digging into the soft warm midsection, the idea that the suit was generating its own heat gave me chills but it subsided when another struck me. They didn’t dress before packaging, did they? I should move this *guh* huh? Despite its size and chubby frame it’s pretty easy to lift up even for me! I haven’t worked out since track two years ago.  I slung the suit over my shoulder my hand clutching and digging into a soft spongy like ass. I awkwardly stepped quickly to the motel bed and plopped the tall suit on the bed, its feet hung over the edge.

	A feeling of heat came over my head looking at the nude suit, it was envy and awe. Envy over how tall the suit was compared to me. I only coming up five foot nine and somewhat fit would still be a child compared to this thing. The other feeling is awe; I can only admire the creamy white skin, its wide post birth hips attached to those thick thighs and what I could imagine from the feel of the rear; A big soft butt. Its chubby midsection looks cute and squeezable, actually she looks huggable really.  Naturally my eyes focused on her…large possibly milk filled tear drop breast the nipples kind of perked a bit waiting for a suckle the breast themselves have a bit of a sag. Forcing my eyes away from the chest I examined her…motherly roundish face with the full lips and small crows feet around the eyes and some wrinkles around the mouth. Her hair was dark brown but it’s in a scrunchy, now that I think about it they gave her a nice aroma but didn’t apply makeup or do the hair…oh even the armpit hair is there. Guess they really want the user to have full experience.

	My plan is to get in this suit but I feel…temptation *womp* I plopped down on top of the suit wrapping my arms around her and burying face between her breast breathing in ht mix of flowery fragrance and what could be body soap. Bury my head in her bosom brought Nostalgia, the softness of her skin and the warmth transferring back and forth between me and the…wait! I tried hard and pulled myself from the comfort zone. I need to be putting this thing on…my hand being defiant gently rubbed her belly, Dammit. Forcing my hand off, I got off the bed and decided it would be best to mount my expensive toy, but first I need instructions. Maybe there is a booklet in the big box.

	Made my way to the MILF box and dug around…nothing, so time to move to the accessories box and luckily there is the box cutter as since the shipping guys double taped this thing, but only sing taped the suit box; strange. I went to work on the box with the cutter and tore the top off… I knew I let them have liberties with the clothe choices, but there is so much underwear, jeans, and…is that a sling bikini? even Satin pajamas? No wonder it cost me extra. Oh they even gave me some blouses and t-shirts. I shoved my hand past the clothes feeling around the bottom of the box, the feel of nail polish bottles and mascara tubes rolling around till I grasped what felt like a booklet and pulled it out, “Custom MS02 operation manual”

	Flipping through pages…licensing, insurance and you, installed features, no ah here, equipping the unit. I read the two pages on how to enter the suit and since I didn’t choose the open slit option, I have to enter the suit…via anal or vaginal cavity…well this part will be interesting at least there is a diagram *toss* there goes the book time to mount.

	For some reason without a doubt I can tell there is a dirty smirk on my face as I come closer to the suit. Just the idea of becoming this thing is coming closer to reality, nothing like when I went to purchase it. I flipped the suit over on it’s belly and met face to face with this deadly weapon known as a big round soft as..I’m getting of the objective. Gripping both cheeks fingers pressing hard against the synthetic flesh I located the asshole…or my entrance. I know the material is a bit stretchy…Cone hand like this…just insert it there and *schlock* oh! Its…grasping onto my hand well I’ll just us *schlock* now I’m dual wrist deep this is some *schlock* elbows deep!? Oh man it’s kinda slippery in there, and something is stuck to my arms sucking me in! the suit sucked me in further the last thing I saw was two plump cheeks before plunging into the darkness. Inside it was dark and…moist unlike the outside had a thick industrial chemical scent, but that’s the least of my worries the walls…they’re enclosing on my, feels like many fingers are sticking to my body compressing my body, my conscious is slipping…I.