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Your Package has Arrived.

With a slight spring to her every step, Latch trotted into her apartment, grinning widely as she carried the object of her delight by the teeth. She really couldn't contain how excited she was to have this, considering how long she'd waited for this. With a swift kick of her hind leg, Latch slammed the door shut behind herself. She knew now that the time for waiting was over, and she finally had her very first latex suit.

Setting the package down in the living room, Latch made haste in gathering a knife. Cutting apart the tape and nicking a bit of the fuchsia colored tape around the side of the package, Latch bounced in place as she opened up the box. With a squee of delight, she saw the suit neatly folded inside, surrounded by packing peanuts. Beneath it, a powder of sorts was provided; chalky-looking, but she knew its exact purpose.

With a liberal usage of the provided powder, she coated the inside of the suit with it. She couldn't let the suit chafe against herself after all. While she was a bit worried about the quality of the suit she'd gotten overall, she couldn't argue against the reputation the provider had. They were a third party, but they had tonnes of support with regards to getting these sorts of product, as well as selling them at a reasonable price. There was the occasional mention of a defective or faulty product, but those were few and far between. It was a wonder to how this pony even got them.

In the wake of powdering the inside of her suit, she spared no hesitation in trying to fit herself in. This was a suit that was as close to her size, so there had to be little — if any — issues in putting it on. With a strain and groan, Latch scrunched her muzzle back tightly as she wiggled her hind legs and behind into the suit. Slipping her tail through the guided hole, as well as — eventually — managing to get her lower half inside, Latch sighed, lying back as she caught her breath from the constant flailing she'd done for the past five minutes.

"Hind legs down, forelegs and head to go… Woo…!" She exclaimed tiredly. With a pump of her hoof, feeling a slight heaviness to it from all the flailing, she tucked it back close to herself, sighing happily.

Sitting up onto her rump, Latch once again began her struggles. Given how she was no unicorn, and had no help in putting on the suit, her methods of putting the suit on were… less than sound. She'd flailed for a second time, rolled about on the floor, as well as tumbling into her coffee table — and banging her head — which did little to help her situation. However after a fit of groaning from the pain, she'd somehow miraculously managed to slip her her and hooves into the suit.

With a bright smile, she'd gotten onto her feet. Taking in part of a deep breath, Latch pulled the zipper of her suit from her midsection up to her neck. As the zipper climbed, steadily reaching its mark, she felt the suit starting to hug her frame in a snug, rubbery embrace. She'd always wanted one of these — so much.

Settling the zipper just beneath the her chin, right where the zipper ended, Latch beamed, striking a pose as every step and movement she made had a partial creak to it. While larger movements had a squeak to them, it was all music to her ears. Oh what fun and naughty things she was to do in this… after thinking of it to be a mere pipe dream of owning one, she was going to enjoy every moment she had in wearing this suit!

As she paced about her living room, making a round past her coffee table and couch, she paused as she saw some lettering that'd been hidden by the fuchsia colored tape. "'Inflatable Latex Suit'…?" She read, trying to register the wording in her mind. Looking down at herself and the suit she wore, she exchanged a slow glance between it and the box before herself.

With her mind nearing the point of catching out, the gears already starting to turn, Latch heard an alarming creak from her suit as she stood in place. As she was about to reach for the zipper, a loud 'poof' filled the room. Suddenly, the zipper of her suit flung off, becoming a projectile as it embedded flew forward and slid across the floor. Her hooves, and her body were suddenly immovable. She would've thought she was going to be crushed as a result of the sudden inflation… but to her surprise, it was everything on the outside of her suit that inflated.

Blinking slowly, she looked at her hooves, now stubby and over-inflated, past the point of manipulating or controlling. With a grunt, she rocked her weight about briefly in her living room, creaking from side to side in her outfit. With a huff, finding the motions to do little more than almost make her fall against the floor, she sighed, staring out to her window across the room. "Well… at least rent is in a day," she said, trying to comfort herself.

"This is going to be extremely awkward trying to explain this to the landlord, though…" She hummed. Maybe she shouldn't have ordered third party after all.

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Another small story that I gave a shot at. Hope you enjoy.

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Posted previously at: 2017-07-18T08:47:11 | Posted previously by: LatchieLatch