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Fursuits were expensive.

Dan was once convinced he would never get a fursuit. He didn't have the money to spend on one. He knew there were partial fursuits he could get for cheap, but a full body one was divine, although it cost a fortune to get. Today however, on this cold spring day, Dan found himself at a garage sale and looking down at a Siberian husky fursuit. He saw the deep blue eyes of the suit that followed him, no matter where he walked. He saw the big pointed fluffy ears, the mouth stuck open and permanently panting, and the rest of the suit underneath it, tossed carelessly into a box, and all for fifty dollars.

Dan examined the inside of the suit. Specifically speaking, he looked at the crotch of the suit. He looked for any visible stains, as he knew what some people used these suits for, and it wasn't something he could say aloud. He found no issues, and even found that the shoe size for the paws would fit him perfectly. In fact, as he unfolded the suit to examine the size, it looked as if it really would fit him perfectly. He didn't study it in detail though, he just wanted to make sure it would fit him. Finding no issues though, he paid for the suit in cash and rushed back home with it.

Once back home, Dan dumped the suit from the box and laid it out so he could get a better look at it, and in the privacy of his own home.

The suit was just about as tall as he was. The suit also had massive pawed feet with pawed gloves that looked bendable. "I can't believe I'm about to do this." He said to himself with a sharp breath, one filled with excitement. He lifted up the back of the suit and put his foot on it. He then quickly realized putting his feet in it with his shoes were not going to work. The inside of the suit felt as if it already came with shoes. "Now I really hope they washed it well." He said to himself.

Dan put the suit on with a deep breath before he slipped himself inside. He slid his arms into place, and feet into the shoes. He saw through the suit as if he were looking through a black spider web. The moment he slid it on, he felt warm, and oddly different. He felt an energy that he swore he didn't have earlier, and he hadn't even zipped up the suit! "This feels so...weird." He heard his muffled voice. He didn't just buy a fursuit, but he was wearing it too. It felt so wrong, yet also so right.

'You should zip it up and check yourself out in a mirror.' A voice said to Dan.

Dan heard that voice. He had to admit, the voice sounded a bit strange. The voice sounded gruffer than his own did, and while it came in his thoughts, it sounded as if he heard it through his ears, as if someone spoke to him. Sure, he figured. He was alone anyways. There was no harm in checking himself out in the bathroom mirror. He zipped up his outfit and left for the bathroom with a smile on his face, underneath the big dumb smile the fursuit constantly gave.

Dan arrived in the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He couldn't believe his reflection. He looked like a man in a big fursuit, just like the many images he saw online. He wanted to take all sorts of pictures with himself in the suit doing everything imaginable, both kinky, and casual. He now knew exactly why people with fursuits took pictures of themselves doing everything.

A voice rang through Dan's head. 'Thanks for giving me life again, by the way. My last owner heard me, and he freaked the fuck out when he found out I was real.'

Dan heard the voice in his head again. He figured the voice must have been his own imagination. He did like to fantasize after all, and he knew he'd be doing a lot more of it in the fursuit. He almost wanted to take the suit to bed with him! Heck, he couldn't help himself but walk over to his bed and lay down on it with his arms and legs spread. The suit was not exactly very comfortable to sleep in, but it felt right. "Hah, look at me, trying to sleep in this thing."

Not that Dan knew he was going to sleep, especially since it was so early.

'Hah. Wouldn't it be better to masturbate first? Masturbate, then sleep.'

Dan felt an erection slowly pulse to life between his legs. He heard the voice again, but at this time he was used to his mind trying to play tricks on him. He pulled himself out of bed and stroked his erection. It was difficult to feel it through the fursuit. "Yeah, right." Dan said with a laugh. Then again, he did masturbate every now and then. There was no shame in doing it. He rarely ever did it during the day though. "But I guess I am a little horny." He said to himself quietly.

Dan walked over to his computer and opened up his pornography folder. As he looked at the screen, he realized he was still in the fursuit. He reached back and grabbed the zipper. He tried to tug it down, but something in him hesitated. It felt almost as if his very body didn't want to pull the suit off.

'Why don't you masturbate in the suit? You can feel your cock through the crotch.'

"Okay, now that's just getting silly." Dan did feel very horny in the suit, but he figured he'd feel just as horny outside the suit. He rubbed the side of his head in wonder. His arousal continued to grow and grow, as did a sense of apathy inside of him. Maybe he could just masturbate in the suit. It didn't matter 'what' he did in the suit after all. He could just clean it if it got bad. In addition, he didn't take his clothes off. Although, he swore he'd feel better if he did.

"Maybe...maybe just once." Dan said to himself. He felt like a new man in the suit. He felt as if he could masturbate to things he never did before. He opened up the internet and began browsing. He stroked his crotch with a smile underneath his mask. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but it made him so much hornier. Masturbating in the comforts of one's own home though, he could wear whatever he wanted and do what he wanted.

It wasn't long before he came. He felt himself cum in the suit, and he moaned happily while he did. The orgasm he experienced was the best he felt in ages.

'Yes. It feels good to masturbate in this suit, doesn't it? You should do it more often. You should do it lots. Masturbate to things you never thought were so good before.'

"Yeah, maybe...heh...okay, I can't stay in this suit forever. I'm not staying in a fursuit with cum stained clothes." Dan reached back and pulled off the zipper. He stepped out of the outfit, and a quick change of clothes later, he went about the rest of his day as he would any other.

While Dan went through his day as normal, he couldn't help but feel something was off. He was hornier than he usually was, but he managed to keep that under control. What he couldn't help but notice was that everything felt lighter to lift, and easier to do. Dan was not one to exercise very often, yet whenever he had to do anything that required lifting, such as lifting up soda at a grocery store he went to during that day, he found it was very easy to lift the cans. He didn't think too much of it though, and he just continued to go about his day.

Still, he couldn't keep his mind off his fursuit. It felt so good to masturbate in it.

Later that night, Dan was back at home and watching television. The fursuit sat right next to him, and he found it hard to take his eyes off it. He couldn't stop thinking about the time he masturbated, and how fun it was to do in the suit. Maybe he'd have a fun time without the suit, he figured. He was a male, and he couldn't masturbate 'all' the time.

"A quick round and then it's off to bed." He said to himself. With his laptop open, he went to work.

Dan stroked his average sized cock as he looked at various pornography pictures. A quick thirty minutes passed, and he still felt flaccid. He knew he was horny, he felt it in his body how aroused he was, yet he couldn't even get himself hard. "Ugh."

Then, Dan looked at the fursuit and felt his shaft gently pulse. His cock pulsed and twitched with an eagerness he hadn't felt since he started that small masturbation session. 'Do I really...well...what harm can it do?'

This time, he took off his shirt and pants before he stepped into the suit. He kept his underwear on, as he knew what was going to happen and he didn't want to get the suit that dirty.

'So, you decided to put me on again. I can tell you're struggling so hard to cum, aren't you?'

Dan mentally groaned as he heard the voice. He didn't imagine his own mind could taunt him so, yet he felt his cock pulse to life once he put the suit on. 'I just want to have a quick masturbation session and then call it a night. I don't know why I love doing it in the suit, I just do.' He thought, as if trying to answer the voice he heard in his mind.

'Hah. Yes, of course. You can only masturbate in the suit, at least until we share the same body. Soon, that will happen. Surely, you noticed how much easier of a time you had lifting things. You should show yourself off at a gym.'

Dan paused as he heard the voice say such strange things. 'I thought you were just part of my mind, aren't you?' He scratched the back of the fursuit head. Something didn't feel quite right.

'Oh, I so very much want to be part of your mind. The longer you wear me, the more of me you'll transform into.'

Dan wondered if it was his imagination continuing to tease him. Transforming into something else was a fantasy he had. The real world often was quite horrible. He'd love to transform into something new and better than the human that he was. Still, he knew transforming was a virtual impossibility. It was nice to fantasize, but it was best to plan for transforming not to happen. 'Yeah, right. Prove it. Prove you're not part of me.' He had already thought about it so much how he couldn't believe his fursuit was different. His mind just 'had' to be playing tricks on him.

Dan felt his body walk into his bedroom. He had control over his own body; it just felt as if it were on autopilot. He opened up his brown dresser and reached in the back before he suddenly pulled out a massive dildo. Dan's eyes grew wide. "Wait, where did I get this?"

'You've always had it, don't you remember? I can feel it in your mind. You wound up getting it from one of your early girlfriends, not on purpose. It was just one of those...accidents where you get a few things of hers, and she gets a few things of yours.' The voice told him.

Dan had to take a moment to realize the voice was right. He had totally forgotten about the dildo. He found it once, called his girlfriend about it, but she was apathetic about getting it back. It 'was' just a sex toy after all, and now Dan held it while in the fursuit. He stared at it and imagined it pounding him from behind, and he felt his shaft grow erect. He knew he shouldn't be so turned on by the sight of this cock. He identified himself as straight. "What...what am I doing now?"

'Isn't it obvious? We have to pound these proper thoughts into you.' The voice replied. Dan's body moved the cock behind him and pressed it up against his ass.

Dan's eyes grew wide underneath the suit. He knew it should have been impossible to feel the dildo, yet he felt it brush up against the tip of his ass. "T-that's too big! Ashley had such a...such a big cunt for a dildo like this!" The dildo wasn't quite the size of an equine's, but it was far bigger than an average human's cock was.

'You asked for proof that this isn't you. I know you like to think of yourself as a straight person.' The voice said as Dan pushed the cock deeper into the suit's ass. 'I'm just making a point. The point with the shaft to be more precise.'

Dan felt much more of the cock than he knew he should have. It should have been impossible to feel the cock through the suit, yet he could feel it as if his ass 'was' the suits own. Of course, he couldn't believe a lot about what was going on already. With what he could only describe as sheer willpower, he released his grasp on the cock, opened up the fursuit, and threw the upper half of his body out of it before his legs came out after. He pulled his legs free and rushed to the other side of the room to let that suit fall down to the ground with a soft thud, as if there was nothing strange about it.

'Fuck...I can't believe that.' Dan thought to himself, though even hearing his own voice in his head made him feel uncertain. He waited to see if he heard that other voice in his head, yet he heard nothing. He swore his own thoughts were different, but the tone was deeper. "No wonder the guy got rid of that fursuit." He was ready to put that suit into the closet, but as he approached the suit, he heard quiet whispers. It felt that as if he were approaching the den of madness the closer he got to the suit. He pulled back from the suit and shook his head wildly. "Okay, no. I'm not even...I'm just going to leave it there. I live alone, who cares if I leave a mess?"

Dan walked away from the suit and let it be. He got himself dressed again and tried to go about his business without the suit. He watched television, used his phone, took care of his bills, he did everything he could without the suit, though he couldn't get the fursuit out of his mind. He also felt a strange itch. He could scratch the itch, but it was in a humiliating spot. "Ugh...why does 'that' part of me itch?" He grumbled.

Dan's itch distracted him too much to bear. He walked into his room and pulled down his pants. He reached behind him and stroked his anus softly. Dan's legs quivered and he let out a stuttered gasp at the sensations. "F-fuck." His cock pulsed quickly to life, and it throbbed eagerly. Dan couldn't believe he was enjoying anal as much as he was. He was never a man that enjoyed sticking things up his ass, though now he couldn't be angry with the people that did it!

Dan turned his attention back to the fursuit and noticed the dildo from earlier poking out above it. He was sure the dildo was supposed to be underneath the suit, but it didn't matter.

Dan grabbed the dildo, and while he didn't hear the suit whisper to him, he could tell it grinned mentally at him. "Shut up, I wasn't asking you." He pulled the dildo to his bare ass and shuddered. He couldn't believe what he was about to do, but it felt too good to stop. 'Wait, shouldn't I use lube or something first?' It was a brief thought, but he didn't have time before his hand suddenly thrust the tip of the dildo up his ass.

Dan's eyes widened, but his pupils shrank. He couldn't believe what he just did. The itch felt partially scratched, though he was far from sated. He pushed the dildo farther up his ass, and let out a moan that sounded akin to a dog whining. "I...I can't believe I'm...I'm doing this." He didn't think his ass was so big, yet it took the cock in bit by bit. Dan pushed the shaft all the way up to the hilt, and whined happily. "F-fuck! It feels so good!"

Dan's cock pulsed and throbbed, but not quite as big as the cock in his ass was. He continued to pound his ass with the dildo with one hand and stroke his shaft with the other. It wasn't long until he came, and he howled with pleasure, literally, as his cock pumped his seed out onto his hand.

Dan fell back against his bed, though positioned so the dildo was between his legs rather than him sitting on it. His tongue lolled out as he recovered from the short, but still intense, orgasm. He looked down at himself in disbelief. His cock leaked seed, and he could just barely make out the dildo from where he stood with his legs spread. "Ugh...I..." He paused. He already couldn't believe so much that he felt convinced he was living in a dream, but it was a good dream, if a bit strange for the sexual kinks he swore he thought he knew.

'Enjoying yourself, aren't you?' A familiar voice said. 'I can make you feel so much better. All you have to do is wear me.'

Dan turned his head to the fursuit. "How are you...how are you talking? I'm not wearing you." He remembered arguing with himself. He wondered if the voice really was in his mind, though it wouldn't explain how he found the dildo, let alone used it and enjoyed it as much as he had.

'We're connected, if only barely.' The voice explained. 'If you wear me, you'll be so much better though. You're already so much better, more than you realize. You just haven't looked in a mirror yet.'

Dan looked down at his hands. He noticed his hands did look different, but not in a bad way. He felt stronger, but also hairier, which he thought was odd. He then looked back at the suit. Every time he looked at the suit, he felt so much more powerful in ways he could only imagine. He wanted to wear the suit and flex in the mirror all day. He wanted to just stay home and masturbate. Maybe he could get himself on camera and make money somehow. If he really were a Siberian husky dog anthro, he really would have loads of money to do what he wanted with. "I don't want to be connected with some...some perverted fursuit."

'We're past that. You can wear me and accept who you are, and who you'll become, or we can do this in the method that resembles a horror movie where you keep getting rid of me and I keep coming back. You try to burn me but then I come back. You fly across the states, throw me over the ocean, fly back home, and then I'm here sitting on your couch. The choice is yours how you want to do this.'

Dan heard the voice tell him what he couldn't do. He was afraid, as he had all of those ideas in mind to do those things to the suit to toss it. He developed another idea.

'You can't cut me up, either.'

"Son of a bitch." Dan stomped his foot. "You know what?" He pulled out a pair of scissors. "I'm not going to believe that. If you're not part of my mind, this'll prove it for sure." He walked up to the suit and tried to puncture the fur with the scissors. Every time he thrust his arm down at the suit, he felt himself suddenly shift to the left and right, as if he had the worst aim ever. "Ugh! Why isn't this working?"

'You can't cut me. You don't have the capability to. Even if you paid someone, you'd jump on him or her before he or she had the chance. You couldn't abandon me, even if you wanted. We're one of the same. Soon however, you won't need the suit. You just have to wear me for a little longer.'

Dan shook his head. He put his forehead in his palms. "I...you...but we..."

'Just imagine that cock...heh...we could get a real man's cock in our ass. You'd like that, wouldn't you? You're a himbo, and a bisexual one at that, but more into men. Women can't fuck your ass like a man can.'

The more Dan thought about it, the more the suit was right, but he knew he wasn't normally like that. Sure, he didn't have a girlfriend. In fact, he lived alone. He knew he wasn't so much into men though! "Well I'll...I don't know what I'll do." He looked over at the clock. "Maybe I'll...I'll just take a nap or something." Maybe his head just wasn't in the right place because he was tired. It was a bad excuse. He didn't even feel tired. Still, there had to be a more rational explanation as to why his suit spoke to him and he acted odd.

Dan turned off the lights, crawled into bed, and laid in bed. He stared up at the ceiling and tried to be in silence, but he heard more whispers from the suit. He heard the suit asking to wear him, to masturbate, to cum. He had an orgasm recently. It shouldn't have been possible to cum again so soon as a man, yet he felt his cock throb and pulse. His shaft felt bigger, but he tried to ignore it. He turned on a nearby desk fan to try to drown out his thoughts and get some sleep.

Dan awoke some time later feeling very hot and stuffy. He reached up to grab his heavy feeling head, and he froze. He was in his bed, but he now wore the fursuit, and nothing else underneath. He felt his cock pulse and throb with need. He turned on his back and let out a moan. "W-what the fuck? How...how did you get on?"

'You put me on in your sleep. How many times do I have to tell you about our connection? You feel very comfortable by the way. You've also slept for so long that our connection is almost completely formed!'

Dan shook his head wildly. He reached back to grab the zipper, but his hand couldn't work it. "W-what's going on?" During his panic, he picked up a salty odor. The odor wasn't foul, but it bothered him. 'And what is this smell?'

'The smell is you of course! You also can't take me off now! Not until I finish merging with you. Isn't this great? Soon we'll be one of the same! Hah, I already have some of your mind, and you have some of mine. We're becoming so much alike.'

Dan could feel the zipper with his paws, but he couldn't work it. His fingers just couldn't click together. "Ughn. I'm not like...I'm not like you." He pulled himself out of bed and looked around for something, anything to try to help him get out of the suit. It was as he looked around he had a realization that he could see 'very' well outside the suit, better than he should have. He rushed to the bathroom in hopes to get a better look at his body, but he feared what he might see.

Dan rushed into the bathroom and stared at the suit. The suit looked as if it fit him 'much' better than before. In fact, it barely looked like a suit at all! He stared at his reflection in the furry suit and reached up. He stroked his cheek, and his heart jumped at how much he could feel with his paws. He knew he should not have been able to feel so much fur through the suit! He slowly blinked, and as his eyes reopened, he realized it was not him that blinked, but the suit.

'You can't take off the suit because the suit is you!' The voice said happily. The voice now sounded much more like Dan's own.

"No." Dan froze. He realized that not only did the suit blink when he did, but when Dan opened his mouth to speak, the suit also opened its mouth. He opened his mouth and showed off a big floppy tongue before he pulled it back in. "I...wait. My voice?"

'It sounds just like mine, doesn't it? Deep, sexy. I bet you can stuff that dildo in your ass again, and then some if you try.'

Dan couldn't get the idea out of his head now that the voice said it. Not just the dildo, but also so many other things he could stick in his ass, and stuff his cock in. He let out a deep moan. His cock grew erect and he felt the hard pulsing and throbbing that came from it. His paws wrapped around the shaft, and he realized how much bigger his cock was without even looking down at it. It also felt different. A quick glance down and he realized it looked just like a canine's own, complete with a knot.

'Definitely an upgrade, don't you think? You have more than that though.'

Dan knew the suit was right. In addition to the large cock, Dan also noticed a very large amount of pubic hair between his legs. He normally shaved that off, but in addition to the fur on his body, he had a lot more body hair too. He remembered how hairy his hands became before he put on the suit. He also noticed how much stronger he looked. He remembered how strong he looked earlier, but now he looked stronger than that. He was 'buff' by most descriptions.

'You like your new strength too, don't you? Men would kill for a body like yours. Good thing all you had to do was wear me!'

Dan continued to stare at himself in the mirror. He wasn't sure what he wanted now. He looked much sexier now that the suit and he merged into one being, but he could tell the transformation wasn't even finished yet. He was going to get bigger, stronger, and dumber. As he looked at himself, he felt his donut become damp, and his musk grow strong. He turned to the shower, and started it up.

'You can't get rid of this musk. No amount of shower or soap will cleanse it. You may as well get used to being a horny musky dog.'

Dan didn't want to trust the voice. He started up the shower and ran his arms under the running hot water. He lathered and soaped his arms before he rinsed them again and gave them a sniff test, if only to confirm what the suit said. While his arms looked much cleaner, they still smelled like the rest of his body. "Ugh. I feel like a skunk." He hated talking with his new voice, but thinking wasn't much better.

'You're much sexier than a skunk. You're a hunky husky that's a little musky.'

Dan rubbed his head as he heard that thought. The thought sounded more intense in his mind than before. He let out a stuttered moan as his anus pulsed with need. "Fuck...I need a fuck." He mumbled. He liked to live alone because he disliked how others would live, but now he was beginning to regret that choice. All he had with him were sex toys. He turned off the water and walked back to his bedroom.

Dan paused just as he walked into his bedroom. He had a moment where he forgot why he walked in the first place, and then he saw the sex toys.

'Cum again for me. Let's make this entertaining! It's fun to cum out your humanity, don't you agree? Cum out the old you, and bring in the new you.'

Dan shivered as his cock throbbed again. He reached down and stroked it slowly. He saw the dildo, and then his computer where he stored all of his various pornography images. "I can't...I have to be me. I have to be Dan."

'You'll still be Dan, just a much better Dan.'

Dan slowly nodded. "Y-yeah...I guess..." He took a deep breath and smelled his strong salty musk. His cock throbbed even harder. His shaft pulsed so hard that he felt ready to cum. "Uhn..." He walked to his computer and opened up his pornography folder. He knew he could stop, but he just let his body move where it wanted to move. He sat down, and stroked his shaft with one hand as he right clicked and set up to view his gallery. He then stroked his cock and pushed the dildo into his ass with his free hand as his computer went through the porn imagery.

It wasn't long before Dan came. He let out a moan that sounded akin to a happy dog whine as he came. Even after his quick orgasm, he was still hard. He panted with a grin on his face, and masturbated more, and more. He didn't know why he was still so hard, but he came again, and again. With every orgasm, he felt his mind grow cloudy, but also happier. By his fifth orgasm in an hour, the voice was gone, and his cock spent.

Dan fell back with his hand soaked with seed. The voice was gone, and he couldn't be happier. 'Heh...finally. I can be alone.' He thought, unaware that the body completely merged with him. Dan was now fully a buff musky anthro husky. He no longer worried about the suit though, nor did he worry about the scent for that matter. With his rapid orgasms went most of his rational thought. He was a himbo, just as the suit said he'd become. He was dull and carefree now. As far as he was concerned, he was nude, and he was 'very' happy as a dumb dog.