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One afternoon Nisha was scrolling through her social media, bored out of her mind. "If only there was something to do..." She thought to herself, all of her friends were busy and she didn't have anything planned out until the next week, so boredom, endless film watching and video game playing were the only thing keeping her occupied. She was quite outgoing and liked visiting big events with friends, but there was one thing that she was never really good at: remembering things. She could have agreed on a plan one day, but by the next, it would have flown out of her mind, like she had never even heard about it.

Suddenly a notification popped up on her phone, a reminder that she had set for herself a couple of weeks ago: A DIY costume convention was coming up the next day! She suddenly remembered having applied for it, and having paid the pretty hefty price for the ticket beforehand, so just skipping out on it was just not an option. There was one little problem however, which was that people could only attend in their own, homemade costumes.

She gulped nervously and looked around her room, her eyes searching for anything that could be used to craft up some kind of a costume, but given that there was less than 24 hours until the start of the event, there was simply no hope to design and properly build a presentable costume, especially given that she had never tried anything like this before, and this event was going to be her very first introduction to costume making. One of her friends was really into the hobby and constantly nagged her to try, so she reckoned that it wouldn't hurt to try making something of her own, especially given that she had several weeks for it.

But those several weeks had already passed so quickly making one for herself was out of the question, but she really didn't want to miss out on the convention, especially after already having paid for her tickets. So after all, there was only one solution to save her: buying one from the internet. She quickly went on a couple of online marketplaces and searched for homemade costumes near her, trying to find the best one that could still pass as something that was made by the hands of a beginner. After a couple minutes of searching, she stumbled upon a skunk fursuit that looked pretty good for its price, and it was also near her, only a few blocks away.

"Good quality homemade skunk fursuit with an interior reinforced by latex, for a friendly price. Pick it up at any time, you can take it right away. The suit's design appears to be female, but it is well suited for a male wearer as well."

The description seemed a bit strange to the cat- she had never heard of a latex reinforced suit, but as long as it made the costume sturdier, she didn't really care about it. The appearance of the character really did look to be a girl, with long eyelashes and slightly wider hips, but Nisha wondered why the seller mentioned that it was suited for guys too. Perhaps it was just a joke, but she was going to see when she went to pick it up anyway.

She quickly wrote to the seller asking when she could come for it, to which the seller responded that he was out of town and would only come back late at night, so the earliest time that Nisha could buy it was the next morning. That was rather unfortunate, given that this meant that she could only pick it up once she was on the way to the convention, so there would be no way for her to even try it on at home to see if it really fit her. Still, there was really something drawing her towards the suit and decided to just go in the next morning and see what would happen; if all else fails, she can always just say that something was wrong with her suit once she was in, and could just look at all the other costumes, meaning that her ticket wouldn't go to waste.

The next morning she woke up pretty early so that she would have time for everything, dressed up and headed right for the seller's house, who had already put the fursuit out in front of the house in a box with a small label on it. The cat girl wondered why the guy didn't at least come out to take the money from her, but decided to read the label to see what it said. "I'm terribly sorry, but I had something very, very urgent come up, but I already held you up for long enough, so please just take the package and leave the money in my mailbox. Hope you'll have lots of fun using it!"

Nisha did as she was instructed, leaving the price of the suit in the mailbox and taking the package, but not before opening it up to check if it hadn't been stolen yet. It wasn't a very expensive costume, pretty cheap in fact, but it was still pretty strange that the owner wasn't even worried about it being stolen, just leaving the box out in front of the house like that... Maybe he just really wanted to get rid of it quickly, but why? It looked like a perfectly good fursuit, which with a tiny bit of refurbishment could be worth much more than the price he was listing it for.

"Well, I guess it's his loss!" She thought to herself as she packed the box into the back of her car and headed to the convention. Admittedly, she was quite nervous about whether the suit would fit on her, but the dimensions given by the seller matched her almost perfectly. Still, you never know until you try, but the trying on had to wait until she was already in the changing room of the convention.

Upon getting there, she saw that most of the people were already in costumes just waiting to be let in, which for one made her a bit nervous, as she had nowhere to get into her suit if there weren't any changing rooms after all. "Excuse me, are there any changing rooms I could use?" She asked one of the friendlier looking staff members that she saw.

"Yes of course, we've got free to use dressing rooms inside the building, just follow the signs! May I see your costume first, please?" She answered, looking at the sealed box which housed the cat girl's suit.

"Of course, here you go!" Nisha replied, opening up the box and showing the skunk suit to the guard.

The guard's smiling face turned just a tiny bit wearier as she looked inside, but not because of how the fursuit looked, but instead, it was due to the smell that suddenly hit her nose once she got closer to the box. She froze for a moment not knowing what to do; she was told to see if the costumes weren't overly revealing or sexual in nature, and if they didn't include any elements that could have been dangerous to other attendees, but nothing was said about the smell requirements for a costume.

"A-alright, we're all good! Please enjoy your time here!" She decided to let Nisha in after all, thanks to how polite she was, and not wanting to send anyone away who didn't explicitly violate the rules of the convention.

Walking in through the gates, Nisha was relieved that after so much trouble, she finally made it in, but the reaction of the staff member did not avoid her attention. "Her face looked like she smelled something bad..." She thought to herself, also realizing that her face never actually got as close to the package as the guard's as she was inspecting it. "Gosh, I really hope my suit doesn't smell... I really should have checked beforehand!" She kept thinking to herself on the way to the changing room, where the answers to all of her questions were finally going to be answered.

There were several small booths lined up along the walls of a wide corridor that seemed to serve as the changing stalls, similar to a clothing store. There really weren't a lot of them and they were quite small, so now Nisha understood why so many people decided to dress up at home instead, but these were gonna have to do as well. She had to wait a couple of minutes in line until one of them freed up, but she finally got inside and locked the door behind herself. There wasn't any space below the walls of the booths, but their top was open; the cat girl hoped that if her suit really was smelly, it wouldn't leak into her neighbors' space.

She opened up the box to see just how bad the situation was, putting her nose closer and taking a whiff. To her surprise, it wasn't the expected "old, dusty clothes that were left in a box for too long" smell, but the costume really did smell like a skunk, mixed with a bit of latex that was on the inside. "So it really does smell... What the hell though? Did an actual skunk spray on this?" She thought to herself as she pulled the suit out of the box, feeling how soft and fluffy the outside was.

It was overall very well made for a homemade suit, the fur didn't feel cheap and fortunately nothing deformed in shape when it was stuffed into the small box. She pulled down the zipper on the back to see how it was on the inside, and noticed that strangely, the whole interior was coated in a layer of shiny latex. She thought that latex reinforcement only meant the parts where the suit was supposed to bend or stretch in some way in order to prevent excessive wear and tear on the material, but having to get inside a literal sauna suit was definitely not what she expected.

"Well, we gotta work with what we've got..." Nisha thought to herself as she reluctantly started undressing to get the suit on. She had originally planned to keep at least her underwear and a blouse on underneath, but she reckoned that she was better off naked instead, due to the temperatures that such an oddly designed suit would reach after a while. The case wasn't helped by the fact that the whole event was indoors in the middle of summer either, and even though the organizers tried their best to keep a reasonable temperature inside, they certainly didn't tailor it to a "latex reinforced" fursuiter's needs.

Upon putting one of her legs into the suit, a slimy, wet sensation could be felt on her fur, which sort of grossed her out a little bit. It felt like someone had worn this suit before her, sweat into it and then didn't even clean before passing it on; now it made sense why the owner didn't want a face to face meeting with her. As she got fully inside the suit and started zipping it up, the smell also started getting a lot more noticeable and bothersome, almost suffocating with its rubbery, musky odor.

"Yep, whoever used this mess, certainly didn't bother to clean it..." She thought to herself, when suddenly her penis touched the rim of a hole that she didn't notice when first looking inside. "What the hell... Why is there a hole in this thing?" Suddenly the comment of 'well suited for a male wearer as well' started to make a whole lot more sense. She didn't really want to believe it at first, but when a fluffy plush penis emerged from the crotch of the fursuit when she fully pushed her member into its place, it became obvious: She had brought a fetish suit for the convention.

As Nisha tried to get her tail into the tight space at the back of the suit, her butt also felt something pushing up behind her. She looked around to see what it was, and saw a small, black dildo pushing against her hole, not allowing her to push her tail any further into the suit until it could enter the hole. No matter how she tried to maneuver herself around it, the zipper could only be closed once the tail was all the way in the pocket, and that couldn't be done without allowing the dildo to slide into her. She carefully pushed it inside until she felt the knot enter, then finally got her tail into its place. Walking and sitting was going to be a bit more interesting this way, but plugs and dildos weren't alien to her hole, as she had used a lot of them at home.

Looking all over herself, Nisha decided that the suit didn't look all that perverted from the outside, and she just needed to cover the naughty parts somehow. Thankfully she had come in shorts originally, so after a bit of pulling and forcing, she managed to get it up on herself on top of the suit, concealing the sheath. The skunk actually looked even more friendly with the shorts on, so the cat girl decided that it would do as a suit for the convention after all, and there was only one more piece of the costume that she had to put on: the mask.

This was the one thing that filled her with the most anxiety: if just standing around the suit was enough to smell its foul odor, sealing her head inside of the big, warm head part would likely be unbearable. She looked inside to see that it was coated in latex as well, but to her surprise, the smell wasn't so bad- maybe the owner actually decided on cleaning it out before giving it away?

Upon gaining some courage after having smelled the inside of the mask, Nisha quickly decided to put it on before something changed her mind. It was a perfect fit, but the flexible nature of the insides of the costume could have very well contributed to that. When she had her whole head inside, she noticed a pair of small tubes poking her nose, which were probably put there so that the wearer could get access to fresh air, even while sealed inside of the airtight latex coated headpiece.

Trying not to think of the different nostrils that these tubes had seen before her, she plugged them right up her nose, and immediately breathing became a much, much easier task, and the musky smell of the mask was completely eliminated. She really wasn't a fan of the design as having stuff up her nose always felt icky for her, but it was nothing that she couldn't get used to.

Finally the suit was all on her, and all that was left to do was sealing the headpiece to the neck with the collar provided probably to prevent it from moving about. It was a thick leather collar with a nametag on it that said "Stinky"... Pretty fitting to the skunk character, and to the suit in general, the cat girl thought. She quickly popped the collar in place and looked in the mirror once again to examine her new, skunky skin: The set actually looked pretty good on her! Satisfied with the results of her transformation, Nisha was excited to leave the changing stall and join the others at the convention- but suddenly, she started to feel her cock twitch. Probably because of the dildo deep in her hole, and the warm latex hugging her body from every direction, Nisha started feeling pretty horny out of the blue, and she knew that she couldn't contain herself for long. Hoping that the line wasn't too long to her stall, she quickly sat down on the little chair next to her, pushing the knot even deeper inside of her.

As her erection grew bigger and harder, the red plush cock also started to pop out more and more, forcing her to quickly and clumsily take off her shorts and start rubbing it with her fluffy paws. It wasn't the easiest thing in the world, but she managed to rub it just enough to get pleasure out of it as the soft pads squished her penis in its smooth rubber sheath. As she got more aroused her body also started to heat up, but the all-latex interior didn't let any of her body heat out of the suit, trapping it in and making it much hotter instead, which caused her to sweat even more.

Thankfully it didn't take her long to reach her climax, shooting a nice, big load of cum into the cock part of her suit. It was going to be wet and slimy for the rest of the day, she thought, as she really had no way of cleaning it until she got home. It was a good trade off though, as the orgasm was pretty heavenly and she wouldn't have been able to keep herself back anyway. Suddenly she remembered why she was there: the convention had probably already started! Since there were probably still a bunch of people waiting to use her changing booth, she needed to get out quickly, feeling a bit embarrassed about holding up the line so much just because of her horniness. But just when she stood up and went to open the door, she felt something again- but this time, it wasn't horniness.

The insides of the suit got noticeably tighter, while originally the latex coating sagged on her body a little bit, now it sucked to her so tight that it almost made it more difficult to breathe, as if she was locked under a vacuum bed. This change also happened at her head, where the initially perfect fit got even more sucked onto her, outlining every little feature of her neck, ears and face. The nose tubes got pushed even deeper, uncomfortably making their way down the startled cat's nostrils, and so did the dildo, going as deep as Nisha's guts allowed it.. At this moment, the suit was so tight that she couldn't remove it even if she tried, when suddenly she heard a voice that seemed to be coming from a hidden earpiece inside.

"New wearer identified! I don't recognise your bodily features, so you've either lost a lot of weight since we've last played, or you're a brand new user. Either way, I welcome you!" It sounded to be a high pitched, female voice. Nisha looked around to see if anyone was playing games on her, but no one else was in the booth. She debated talking back to the suit, but the others in the neighboring stalls would have certainly thought that she was crazy, so she just decided to listen to what else the voice had to say to her.

"Skunkification process start!" Were the last words that she heard before she felt a smooth, rubbery tentacle break into her mouth and force its way down her throat. She tried to gag, but it completely filled up her esophagus, almost locking her neck in place with its sturdy, but still flexible material. Her mouth was also filled to the brim and her cheeks were puffed out, unable to close her mouth or even try to make a noise.

The same process also seemed to start at her bottom, with the dildo's end opening up and starting to pump her intestines full of latex. After a while she felt a bulge forming on her belly, and only when her stomach has gotten so bloated that it looked like she was pregnant, did the inflation finally stop, and the slimy, semi molten rubber that was pumped into her hardened up, making her stiff and restricting her movement and breathing.

Trying to catch her breath and desperately trying to pull down the zipper with her fluffy, useless hands, she heard the voice again, sounding a bit more cynical this time. "Slight erection detected. Semen in the sheath area detected. It seems that someone has been a naughty skunk girl! Punishment protocol initiated." Nisha panicked and struggled to get the suit off of herself, but was still too embarrassed to open the door and ask for help, since that would reveal the perverted nature of the suit to everyone.

Suddenly, she felt a pool of liquid latex forming at her balls, which soon also rose up to her cock sheath, forcing her semi erect cock to squeeze into an even tighter space. The substance also found its way into her urethra, acting as a catheter as it crawled a couple of centimeters deep down into her cock. When it was done taking the shape of the perfect cock cage, the rubber solidified around her cock, making the sheath just one dense null bulge.

Nisha desperately pawed at her crotch, trying to pull her cock out of its tight cage, but the strong material didn't even budge as it held her member tightly. Her efforts had to come to a stop quickly however, as she suddenly felt a strong stream of warm liquid shoot into her nose at a rapid rate, filling up her nostrils and pouring into her mouth and throat. She gagged and coughed once the pumping was over, suddenly understanding what the function really was of those nose tubes that she so naively got up into her nostrils, but then she was hit by the smell.

Her gagging that first ensued due to the thick liquid filling up her facial cavity transposed into a disgusted, terrified gasping for fresh air, as the terrible odor of skunk musk started seeping into her. No matter how much of the juice she spat and blew out, the smell just didn't seem to get any weaker, in fact, it only got worse once her fur collected a bunch of it, and the musk started mixing with her sweat to create a potent stench mixture on her skin.

After a couple of seconds, she managed to regain the clarity of her mind somewhat, although the literal brainwashing that she was just put through understandably made her quite dizzy, making it difficult to think about what to do next. The massive amount of liquid started seeping back into the suit through the small tubes conveniently positioned at her neck, presumably for another blow, in case the clueless cat girl misbehaved again.

Staying at the convention was not an option for her anymore, she needed to get out as quickly as she could and rush back to the guy's house who sold it to her. She really wasn't sure whether driving in such a state was a clever idea, but she doubted that anyone would have been able to- or willing, for that matter- help her get out of this hellsuit.

At that moment, she heard a knock at the door, with a worried voice asking if she was alright in there, as she had been locked inside for over an hour. "Uh yeah, I'm just fine! I had just fallen asleep, but I'm coming out now!" Nisha replied quickly, trying to hide her terror and hoping that the mask didn't absorb too much of her voice and whoever was outside could at least make out what she was saying under the fur coated rubber chamber.

She needed to get out quickly, so she hastily struggled her way back into the shorts that were going to serve as the coverup for the massive plush bulge at the front. Grabbing everything else she had brought in with herself, she prayed one last time that nothing was too off about her appearance and smell, then opened the door and awkwardly walked through, finding herself in front of a couple of worried looking staff members.