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[b][u][center]Foxy Lady Costume

For Zohaku

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Unboxing a costume was always interesting, at least for Leroy. One got to see the different things that made it up before it was completely unfolded, and the different colors and textures tended to pop a little more when they were still folded up. For him, anyway; most people preferred to see it completely on display before buying it, but he liked to see them piece by piece, see the ruffles of ribbons, the soft lines of fur, and other individual details first, and that only happened when they were still compacted like this.

The human pulled out the individual parts, taking his time. The fur stole made of shimmering orange fur was first, and he smiled at the draping effect that it had. A shimmering red cloth that hung from it, intended - as far as he knew - to slide down the back and anchor the stole to a smaller pair of shoulders, only made it look better.

The pants were next, folded up loosely, and he admired the shimmering purple cloth before he snapped them open. He grinned as he saw how transparent they were, how they seemed to be the sort of cloth to hug the body while showing it off, and he chuckled as he imagined how it would feel against him. He laid it down beside the stole, and turned to the last bits of the costume.

Accessories were important, and this one had several good ones. A tight belt with a tail at the end of it, as well as some fox ears stood out very nicely. He saw a couple pieces of costume jewelry as well, little ‘clamps’ that would fix around someone’s nipples and allow some golden hoops to hang down as if someone was pierced in that area.

All in all, they looked good for a foxy harem dancer.

“Heh, just like a kitsune dancing for her Daimyo.”

Leroy smiled a bit at the comparison, though it was hardly the only thing on his mind. He’d ordered this for a very specific reason, as well as its sibling costume still in the box. If it worked the way he hoped…

“Let’s see...Stole...pants...clamps...ears...belt…”

He kept reciting that order as he laid the costume pieces over him, taking his time to make sure that he did it in the correct order. The company said that it was very important, as it set the costume for the user on the first use. If he did it out of order, than the secondary effect would never come about, and he’d have wasted his money.

Wincing slightly as the clamps pinched at his nipples, Leroy pulled the ears onto his head, and then reached for the belt. The tail looked so very real, and for a moment, he had a horrible thought that perhaps someone had cut the tail off of a real fox for the costume. He pushed it out of his head after a moment’s consideration. It wasn’t like someone would really do that; even this company, as weird and magical as it was, had to obey some limits.

As soon as he clicked the belt on, he felt the heat that the company had described on their website, a rush of warmth that ran through him from the small of his back up to his head, and then back down his front all the way down to his toes. He broke out into a sweat at the sensation, feeling it leave him prickling and panting, and he leaned against one of the nearby walls in his room.

“It’s working...good lord, it’s working…”

He kept panting as he felt the heat start building, the costume working its magic on his body. He looked down, eager to watch the progress, and grinned as he saw his skin starting to redden.

[i]Yes…[/i]

At first, it looked like a body-wide rash, but that only lasted a few seconds before the redness went from a simple skin tone to a fur color, the tips of his new coat poking through his skin and standing on end. Leroy smiled, running his fingers over his new fur, feeling the softness amidst the bristles, the former feeling getting stronger the longer that the fur had time to grow.

He slumped back against the wall, letting it support his weight as he had a front row seat to his transformation. His legs started popping and shifting, and he watched as his feet started changing. The toes started plumping up, thickening, even as one or two seemed to disappear, drawn into the others. His heel rose off of the ground, the bones in his legs altering to accommodate it as the whole thing started to get more slender, as well. Most of the mass seemed to run up his leg, but some of it went down, adding to the size of his new toes.

As the claws started to pop out of his toes, his hands underwent a similar transformation. While not getting as thick and poofy as his feet, his fingers did change noticeably. Claws grew slowly from the tips, and the fingers themselves strangely seemed to get a little more slender, more dexterous looking, rather than bestial. He flexed them a few times, feeling his claws running along his palms as the pads grew in, and he smiled a bit more.

The fur soon covered him from head to toe, a mark of just what he was rapidly becoming. The fox fur was thick and lush, and trapped the heat of the transformation in. He was sweating like mad, a desperate attempt to hold off the heat, and it made him pant, hard.

As a result, he was able to watch his tongue as it grew, getting longer, and a little bit thicker. Not as thick as a dog’s, but definitely thicker than a human, with a more blunted tip and a lot more length. It rolled past his chin, hanging down for a while.

And then his muzzle started to grow.

Leroy grunted as he felt it start pushing out of his face, the first part of the transformation that wasn’t completely pleasurable. He shivered, one hand reaching up and pressing against the side of it as it kept growing, feeling it form that long, narrow muzzle that all foxes seemed to have, and pulling back as he felt the bristles of his whiskers starting to grow in.

It didn’t take long for his teeth to follow, human ones rapidly morphing into sharp fangs, able to rip and tear. He pulled his tongue in before they could catch it, and slowly, gently ran it over the new sharp points. It was...amazing.

But even as his tail started to fix to him, giving him the sensation of the wall pressed against it, he knew that the transformation was far from over. Even as his ears started migrating up the side of his head, moving towards the top of it where they belonged, he knew that the species transformation was only half of what he had paid for.

He waited, and he wasn’t disappointed. Even as the heat faded from most of his body, it came back in two very important areas. Flaring out at his hips and at his chest, he felt it settled into his most intimate areas and start working over them. Desperate for a good view, Leroy dragged himself out of his room to the bathroom, knowing that there was a full length mirror in there.

By the time he reached it, the first part of the transformation had already begun. Beneath the stole, he could see his chest pushing outwards, gradually growing into the breasts that the costume company had promised. His nipples stood out, barely visible through his fur coat, and it seemed like the clamps around them were pulling them further and further out, dragging them to be bigger, more noticeable than any normal woman’s breasts ever would be.

And they were getting very large. Not quite obscenely so, but definitely bigger than most would consider modest. He panted as they started to weigh on his back, passing the C cups and rapidly getting into the bigger D, even DD sizes. Leroy held his hands to them, and immediately gasped at their sensitivity.

[i]I don’t know...if I can even keep the stole on with these things.[/i]

It would be difficult, particularly as he turned to see it from the sides and the fur brushed over his nipples. The sudden feeling of them getting stroked that way nearly knocked him to his knees. The site had advertized greater sensitivity, yes, but he hadn’t expected it to be this strong.

As he panted, trying to recover from the sudden burst of pleasure, he could feel the heat settling into his hips and groin. Knowing that would be next, he forced himself to stand with his legs spread apart, his cock dangling down in the transparent pants, and stared at it.

It took him a second to see the twitching it was going through, and a second longer to see that it was slowly pulling inwards. It was like someone had grabbed it from somewhere just behind the head and was slowly tugging backwards. He blushed, feeling both a strange sense of fear and a powerful feeling of arousal as it went further, further back, the shaft shrinking into his groin as if it was being devoured by his own body.

The more that it disappeared, the more that his lower body started to change to reflect his new gender. His thighs slimmed down and grew more curvy between the thigh and the knee, while his hips started to flare out, growing wider, rounder. He could feel his ass starting to push against the back of the costume, filling it out in a way that it hadn’t before, and his tail started rising before he could stop it.

Despite all that, his attention was completely on the feeling of his cock getting pulled away, dragged into his body. Soon, only the head remained, and the magic of the costume even changed that, surrounding it in a large, fleshy hood that surpassed even the foreskins that he’d seen in the most extreme porn, sheathing the sensitive little nub from the rest of the world. Even as he reached down, touching it through the cloth, he still felt a great deal of pleasure, sending shivers down his spine.

Then his balls started pulling up, and that was where things started feeling weird. He panted, occasionally grunting as his orbs disappeared, drawn into him and then slowly put away. The sac itself seemed to press against him, flattening out before finally splitting.

The sensation of being opened up like that was at once uncomfortable and amazing, leaving the former human, former male panting and quivering. Her legs shook, and she had to grab hold of the counter to keep from falling down. She did, however, lean back to watch as her pussy came into being, the cloth soon getting a little bit damp from the arousal that the whole process caused.

Though the ‘tunneling’ feeling of her pussy opening up inside of her body continued, the majority of the changes were done. Leroy - she would have to think of a new name for this form - looked at herself, slowly and cautiously feeling everything, before smiling in approval.

“This is perfect for the convention.”

Of course, she’d need a few more clothes, something to make it so that it wasn’t entirely sexual, but it was a great start. It was an entirely different body, an entirely different look, and nobody would guess that she was actually a completely different person underneath the fur and the boobs and everything else.

And with the other costume…

Leroy walked back to her room, and leaned down to pick up the unopened box. She wasn’t about to start playing around with that one, considering it was for her girlfriend, but she knew that it needed to be somewhere safe until the convention.

After all, a vixen couldn’t be walking around without her tod, now could she?

Leroy chuckled as she put the box away, feeling her body swaying and jiggling and doing all sorts of things that she wasn’t quite used to, yet. The feeling of heat was still around, but this time...well, it was a different sort of heat.

[i]Well...better test that out now, rather than later,[/i] she thought, starting to settle back on her bed…

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]