Red Bodysuit

The Red Bodysuit is an equippable item female player characters can receive from Raphael. It provides little more defence than the clothes you start out with, but a perk obtained from learning Thieving can grant an Intelligence-based boost to evasion.

Appearance

It’s a one piece suit, combining intricate full-body stockings with a graceful corset and an elegant long sleeve, short top jacket sewn in. You try to slip into the unitard and soon figure out you’re supposed to do so in the nude, with the tight outfit serving as underwear and overwear both. Made of the finest silk, the feeling is sensual when your naked body slides into the satin lattice and fills out the pliable lacework with your volume. Pulling on the zipper in the back, you seal yourself in and reign the corset tight. It causes the suit to hug and clutch every curve on you with comfortable snugness, bringing out the rounds and the flow of your body. With the incorporated leather corset pressing into your waist, it also forces you to maintain a dignified, elegant posture. It fits like a literal glove, with rings across each of your fingers to pull down its sleeves and leather padding below the stockings of your feet. You can’t help but tug the corset’s cords one more time to add upon the tightness and an added feeling of secure comfort. Other than that, the fabric is featherlight and you soon notice how some parts do a better job at covering you up than others.

All over your body where the gossamer isn’t reinforced with jacket or corset, the density of the delicate velvet web varies. Although the silk hugs across your slick snatch and through the crack of your ass as a triple layer that guards against prying eyes, the surface of your hips and legs is clearly seen through the transparent motif of flowers swirling across the lace. The cheeks of your generous, powerful backside feel equally exposed despite the presence of four sweeping rosebranches stitched across them, but at least the jacket trails past your lower back and partly covers your buttocks with its parted tailflaps. Your tail peeks out through the cut. You still can’t help but feel that anyone standing behind you is given a generous glimpse of your ornate ass, however. The same goes for your love-pillows; cupped, lifted and presented as they are to the outside world by grasping silk. Their ample curve and tender flesh are clearly visible through the red lace. The only thing saving their modesty is the tactical application of a sea of organic patterns across the lower half, with the curl of two roses covering your nipples. The ensemble comes with a pair of red stiletto high heels, but you’re not sure you’re ready for them. Wearing them would only perk up your noticeable posterior even more. That your love-pillows contrast above a slender waist is enough for now. Maybe on special occasions.

You blush as the wind breezes by, and with the exception of the upper jacket, feel like you’re wearing nothing at all. This sensation is only aggravated when you can’t help but slip a finger across your inner thigh and feel it glide up effortlessly across the textile. It’s like you’ve only become more sensitive for wearing it. Much to your amazement, the triple layer across your vagina doesn’t provide quite as much protection as you assumed earlier; at least not so much against roving fingers. You find the fabric across your womanhood has a hidden opening to it. Rubbing through it is enough to part the velvet folds and set your finger upon your own. It’s not apparent, but anyone aware of this shameful split would have easy access to your depths without even disrobing you. You feel nude.

You stand up straight and look over your body one more time. With this outfit, you could walk into a stately ballroom with as much confidence as you could a seedy burlesque, even though both places would be filled with people turning their heads. At least your blush would match the color of the outfit, while an audience would try to figure out whether you’re either a lost duchess or a stray dancer. You’re not certain if you want to continue wearing it, although you’re sure Raphael would appreciate you for it. You change back for now - you’ll have to decide once you’ve cleared your head.