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Samantha would watch as her new rookie wingman immediately went to the black suit and began to put it on, with the clothes she was wearing still on! She couldn't help but shake her head, chuckling lightly before going forward and shaking her head. "Hold up there kiddo, slow down, you're not going to wanna mess up changing into your uniform, trust me." The veteran would reach over and grab the folded up bit of material that belonged to Sarah. "You want to be nude under the suit, the rubber is a special type that is a bit more breathable then normal, but if you wear something under it you'll sweat your ass off in a heartbeat. Only thing you should wear under it is this..." At saying that, Samantha would unfold the material in her hand, revealing it to be a rather thick disposable diaper. "Silly I know, but they rushed the creation of these damn suits so badly that the dolts didn't install any sort of waste management systems in them, and since we're recon, we tend to operate longer in the field then the other units, and trust me when I say you don't want to piss on yourself inside the mech and stew in it for half a day. If only I could repress that memory... Samantha would think to herself as she held out the diaper to her wingman, trying to save her from a mistake Samantha herself had once made way back when.
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