What if...Aiko was the Mannequeen?

So, no Flashback Friday, but what about a What If Wednesday? If Marvel can do it so can I...I think - not totally sure on the copyright... Anyway, hope you like and obviously this isn't canon...

zoli

“Wakey, wakey, sleepy head! Rise and shine!!”

Andy blinked awake and his eyes darted to the tiny Asian girl sitting across the room behind what looked like an elaborate tea party complete with brightly coloured cupcakes and other sweet treats. Confused, he sat up and became instantly aware of the extra weight jiggling on his chest. A pair of large round breasts bounced inside a frilly aproned dress and parted two thick braids of hair that seemed to be hanging from his head. His lips opened in horror and he rose from his seat, almost tripping on the heels housing his stockinged feet.

“What the hell have you done to me?” He fought to repress a scream. Even still, the curves of his new body quivered with fear and rage and the hem of his short skirt rocked on his ample hips as he tried to balance. With every movement of his soft feminine skin, an electricity rippled through him – an itch, a craving...a need!! The girl in front of him remained demurely silent and and memories flashed through his head. Just fractures – meeting a girl on the subway, her saying she was from Japan, offering him a donut, then...nothing... But that donut, those flavors...out of this world. In his jumbled thoughts one thing became clear. That donut was the source of the fiery urges racing through this alien body he found himself occupying.

“Calm down, Sugar!” The girl adjusted her pleated skirt and smiled sweetly. “I haven't done anything to you. It is just a bodysuit. Though a totally adorable one if I do say so myself. I can absolutely remove it for you...” She watched Andy's heaving chest slow with relief, “...as long as you don't make me mad.” She wrinkled her nose in mock anger as Andy's eyes went wide. “That donut I gave you on the subway didn't just contain some pretty potent sleep serum but it was also topped with sprinkles of my delicious and completely irresistible candy.” She stopped to watch the boy's knees knocking together giddily – the bows on the garters shaking in unison. “I see you can already feel HOW irresistible. But...” she waved her finger as if she was addressing a small child, “you're going to have to be a big girl and control yourself. Every treat in this room contains those same sprinkles but this is for my tea party and so you absolutely mustn't touch. Otherwise, I will be very upset. And if you make me upset, I will activate the lock and the bodysuit will stick to your skin forever. You'll be a good little girl for Aiko, right?”

Andy stared in disbelief at the girl smiling maniacally at him and then around the room and all the confectionery it housed. His whole body was trembling and raging with desire. His hypersensitive skin could feel every stitch of the panties squeezing his ass even through the bodysuit and he struggled to arrange his thoughts coherently. He was rapidly becoming a slobbering needful mess and the girl in front of him was quietly enjoying the whole prissy show. He needed to scratch the itch and the world felt dreamlike as he picked up a tray of donuts and held one up to his face. The hole framed his captor looking back with glee, knowing Andy was helpless but to push it into his cute little mouth...