Hello Peppermint

Nick Topel morphed

Mattia Vecchi

You found this weird silicone muscle suit online—totally cool, no openings, no holes, just a thick neck-entry design. The guy selling it was super shady, hinted it was “special,” but whatever—you just thought it’d make a hilarious prank for your roommates.

When you squeezed yourself into it, it felt tight and heavy, like stepping into a second skin. But the moment it slipped fully over your shoulders, you blacked out.

You woke up dizzy, your body feeling totally different. You stared down at yourself—the seams around your neck and wrists were gone. The suit had somehow merged perfectly into your skin. Freaked out, you touched your chest—still silicone-smooth, firm, unreal. You flexed your arms and pecs, feeling the powerful muscles move underneath, but your skin stayed artificial, like a lifelike silicone doll.

And then the panic hit. You realized you couldn’t feel your dick at all. Nothing. Your hands frantically ran over the completely smooth silicone crotch, desperately trying to peel off the suit, tugging hard at your neck, chest, wrists—nothing budged. It was fused tight.