The Costume Shop: Krystal (24/30)

You have just arrived to a brand new costume shop. It was heavily advertised as being "able to get you into character," their commercials showing animated people turning into whatever costume they put on, essentially becoming that form. They retained memory and all, and it was a big push for quality costumes. Business was generally very good for a while. The advertising team wanted to use SFX to have real people become the costumes, as a test showed that people would enjoy actual people and would sell costumes better. With business on the decline, they had no choice but to go for that advice. However, all SFX teams who were able to do it were much to expensive, leaving the store in a jam. Luckily, they found a someone willing to do it for free, granted they used the costumes he had hand made. He would also need his own space in the store for the filming, which the store agreed too. The man set up his area in the back of the store, along with a closet for the costumes to be used. You were checking out the shop, as a fan of transformations, you couldn't resist their pitch. While browsing through some masks, a man came up and told you that you would be perfect for a new commercial. The store was filming a new set of ones using real life people and FX. Loving the store, you agreed and were taken to the back of the store where the studio was. The man making the commercials showed you to the wardrobe. "Pick any costume, put it on while the camera's are filming, and that's it! We have anime costumes, video game costumes, and so much more, anything you can think of, we have it!" You wander through the costumes wondering what to pick?

You look throughout the costumes trying to find one that suits you. You take out a pink and purple jumpsuit, with white knee high boots. You take it, wanting to get to work and head over to the set. "Just change right?" you ask the man, who gives you a nod and you begin to strip out of your clothes. You put on the jumpsuit and boots, as well as a pair of gloves that go to your elbows. There isn't any kind of collar, only two balls in the front, which your flat chest barely holds, causing it to droop down. 

Almost out of nowhere, very white blue fur grew over his chest, blue fur growing everywhere else. Your arms slender and lose muscle, becoming feminine. Your hands become smaller as your nails become white claws. Two soft mounds of flesh began pushing out, C cup breasts forming on you. You are forced to fiddle with the jumpsuit, making it so your breasts were the things keeping it up, putting them into the balls. Of course, this sent a massive pleasure over your body.  Your sides cave in as your hips and rear grow larger, giving you a feminine hourglass figure. A long bushy tail rips from your backside, doing no damage to the jumpsuit as it was made for a vixen. Your manhood retreats into you, forming flat womanhood, your former male exclusive parts morphed into the insides of a female. You legs thin and become shapely as your feet turn paw-like, with only 3 digits and white claws for nails. Your head becomes much larger, white fur covering the center before melting away into blue everywhere else. Your ears become shaper and move to the top of your head, your hearing increased drastically. Your nose becomes wet and small as it turns black. Your face pushes out into a muzzle, your mouth at the bottom of it. Your eyes become more diamond shaped, as your eyelashes grow longer. Your eyebrows thin out as your hair turns blue and grown down to your neck. Lastly a blue pendant formed on your forehead that hung from your ears. 

"Where am I?" you ask yourself. "What do you mean where are you? You volunteered!" the man yells at you. "No, I mean where's Fox? Where did you take me!" you start yelling. "Wait a moment, Jerry! Terry! come here! What is your name?" the man asked, he wouldn't normally be interested but he felt a mind change had occurred, that's a first. "Krystal. Now you're going to take me back home!" you demanded, any trace of you gone, know fully Krystal in every sense of the phrase. "Take her away, I have as much need for her as the others." the man said, two large men grabbing you. "Let me go you madman!" you shout kicking and screaming trying to men to lose their grips, failing and thrown into a cell for who knows how long. "She'll be the easiest to make the transition at least. I'll save her for last." the man said trailing off in a creepy grin.