I half-jogged down the familiar corridor, guided by muscle memory rather than thought. Please still be there... The backdoor whizzed past and with a quick, silent zip, my dress fluttered into my open locker along with my satchel bag. My eyes darted around the room, hoping for some clue that Niki was somehow later than I was, but the dressing area was spartan and kept to high standards of cleanliness and order. Shutting the locker, I turned my attention to the keypad.

'One, one, one... one.'

A loud click informed me that the entrance to the real dressing room was now unlocked and I pushed into it, leaving Ellie behind and entering a state of limbo, a naked human female devoid of identity. Who would I get to be today? I put my cold hand on my hot cheek as I continued forward and imagined how red I must be. Every time I walked through that door I felt the same anticipation as I did the very first day, but as I looked to the center of the room and noticed a distinct lack of steely blue-grey, my excitement waned. Someone took Sharky... I frowned. I guess it was the price to pay for being late.

I brushed my hair out of my face and approached the rack to see what was left. Turtle... not into it. Satyr... well... I enjoy being a girl a little too much for TG. I leafed through the hangars, and found an empty one, with a thin piece of paper stabbed through the hook. I took it off out of curiousity - a... delivery slip? For... Sharky! So Niki didn't take Sharky away from me. It got sent to... hmm... who's August? Is that a name? Bleh, no time to worry about that. I folded the slip and carefully threaded the hole back through the hangar's hook and continued 'shopping' for an identity. Cheetah... Dragoness... hmm, maybe... Oooh! Bunny!

I drew the bundle of brown, furry latex off of the rack - I guess it was more of a hare than anything else, but I'm not a taxolobiologicalwhatsit so I settled for calling it... hmm, I'll have to think about that. The suit was light and thin, but I knew that there would be more to it than meets the eye. Its hood was flaccid and two long ears hung limply off the top of it. I frowned a little bit at the thin fur that covered the suit's skin. I was not above being labelled a furry but it never really called out to me like it did to Darcy. A tuft of slightly longer fur sprouted from between the two ears, forming a messy mop of "hair" that adorned the suit's crown. I couldn't quite make out what style it was cut in but I was pretty sure that the suit would sort all that out on its own anyway.

The sound of a door opening caught my attention and I looked up toward the store's final entrance. Mai!

"I thought I heard you come in. Good choice! That one's actually new. You won't be wearing the usual bikini with that. There's an uh..."

Mai stepped in and rifled through a dresser near the door. I couldn't quite make out what skin she'd chosen, but before I could make any reasonable thought out of it, she turned around, a bundle of red turning with her.

"Here- oh oops!" She tossed the clothing awkwardly, and I realized her Skin had left her with clumsy paws. "Sorry! You know, I was beginning to worry you wouldn't show up today."

I almost tripped over myself as I lurched forward awkwardly to catch Mia's short throw... Latex? I inspected the red garment in my hands - a latex leotard. Turtleneck, no zippers. I looked up quizzically at Mia, "but... fur?"

"It'll be fine. Don't worry about it. Now hurry and get changed!"

She was already out the door.

I roughly folded the red latex and turned my attention to the bunny suit. I let its humanoid form hang before me and stretched open its tiny neck hole behind the mask. The suit's interior was smooth and slippery black latex. I blushed, suddenly finding myself entertaining the idea of wearing the suit inside out, with the fur tickling my skin... I shook my head. Now's not the time. Sitting on a nearby bench, I guided my foot into the shadowy depths of the suit, and my skin immediately lit up against the familiar constraint of latex. I pulled the skin up quickly and pushed my toes into... I bent over and looked at the foot - something was different. The suit had only three toes. No matter, I let the suit settle naturally and pulled its foot onto my own, my big toe getting its own pocket and the other four split down the middle.

Weird. But strangely arousing.

I did the same with my other foot and pulled the latex taut around my legs. I stood up and guided the warm suit up around my torso, the suit's natural lubrication moistening my skin as it went along. It's ridiculously small neck opening made getting in feel like being sucked feet-first into a tight latex cocoon. As the latex bunched up under my breasts, I could already feel the air hissing out slowly. The latex seemed to exhale, collapsing tightly against my body, vacuuming itself around every curiosity of my body perfectly and sensually.

Its funny and amazing... how you can do the same thing every day for years and not get sick of the feeling - you only get better at enhancing the feeling. I guided both my hands into the neck hole simultaneously and expertly slipped them into their respective arm holes. As if sensing my self-imposed helplessness, the suit stirred to life, just as I knew it would. Immediately, it shrank tightly around my body. Tendrils snaked out inside the suit, wrapping themselves around my form to better encase me within itself. The suit's gloves slid effortlessly on around my fingers and I couldn't help but let out a airy moan as the suit wrapped itself tightly around my nipples, the near-frictionless latex tickling them as it melted around me.

The suit's neck closed tightly around my own and the latex began to crawl up my neck, guiding my hair neatly into itself. I looked down at the mask and the mask looked back at me. The latex around the edges oozed out as sticky vines, wrapping around my face and head, pulling the darkness toward me. I knew there was nothing I could do about it at this point and closed my eyes, allowing my new skin to consume me fully. The sound of air conditioning was muffled out by the squeaky rustling of latex, and I felt the last of the room's cold air against my neck before...

There was the briefest moment of respite before the suit sprang to life once more. The skins have a lasting effect: they shrink and mold your body over time - where the first day I walked in it had to squeeze out fats and lean out muscle, nowadays it only needed to make basic anatomic adjustments. Basic is relative, of course, but I was more than thankful for the LivingSkin's lingering side effect to worry about that. Today, the biggest change was a strange cracking of my legs, as the suit reshaped my body to give me digitigrade legs, forcing me to stand on my new toes, which had been transformed into little paws with three digits each.

My legs felt longer, more powerful, and my arms seemed to become more slender as well. My fingers, thankfully, remained relatively human, and I let out a tiny sigh of relief that I would be able to let myself out of the suit at the end of the day. The last time I was at the mercy of Mai... well, I guess the overtime play was worth it.

It was a strange sensation for your face to reshape itself to have a tiny snout, but it was painless and quick. A tuft of fur bunched up over my tailbone and above my bum and I found that I could make it twitch a little bit as I liked. I don't know why but that made me happier than it should haaaaa-

My eyes glazed over as the latex slid its way into my body, filling me from the inside out. The sensation caught me off guard but as I instinctively opened my mouth, the suit filled that as well. I let my body twist and strain expertly against my growing arousal. My juices began to mingle with the suit's and the familiar feeling seemed to radiate out of every pore of my skin, driven by the caress of the latex. It slipped around inside me, cladding my clitoral glans and changing my insides to match my outsides. The suit's own nerves were firing off and as they slowly merged with my own, there was a steady doubling of my sensitivity, until the skin finished merging with my own.

Panting heavily, I slowly stood up, regaining control over my new body yet watching with sadness as the pleasure slowly ebbed away, denying me any form of release or closure. I clenched my jaw and my lips curled into a tight smile. The transformation process was always incredibly erotic, but with a previously-unknown level of confidence and femininity, I stood up and sultrily slinked toward a mirror, red latex in hand.

My ears were a lot sharper than I'd expected, and they seemed to point out forwards at a bit of an angle rather than pointing straight up. Their black tips had a bit of bounce in them but they weren't floppy or flaccid at all. Moving them about on my head came naturally to me, and I could do it with a surprising amount of dexterity. My face was reshaped slightly into a more angular, sharper one. Brown hair with white highlights covered half my face in sharp bangs that fell perfectly to the side, wrapping around my head in a graduated bob. I stared into the mirror and intensely sultry eyes gazed back at me, teasing me with its piercing gaze. My lip curled into a half-smile as naughty thoughts began to swirl around in my head, mixing with all my other regular thoughts.

My body was slender and sexy, and it reminded me strongly of this one webcomic I'd read recently. The recollection of which leading me to entertain the idea of calling myself Mrs. Nibbly. While my body was mostly covered in brown fur, my torso was mostly white, except for a little bit of pink where I would have had to cover myself up before leaving the room. 

Looking down, I stretched open the leotard's neck opening and guided my leg in. It was strange to have your leg bend in more ways than just the one at the knee, but the LivingSkin made it easier than it should have been. Once both were through, I stood upright and pulled the crotch of the latex up to meet my own, feeling the rubbery redness adhere tightly to my own growing redness. My fur seemed to act as some sort of pseudo-lubricant - instead of being caught by the latex, it allowed the rubber to slide against me effortlessly, though I could feel each hair tingle as the latex sent tiny vibrations right down to the follicle - I had a strong physcial feeling that today was going to be more exciting than I'd expected.

With a snap, the red latex closed around my neck. I twitched my tail a little bit until it slipped out the hole made for it and slowly spun about in front of the mirror. A sexy squeak escaped my lips as the latex fidgeted sensually against my pinker regions... there was certainly nothing dainty about this outfit. It was sultry, sexy, and it filled me with a confidence I'd never known before. Looking straight into the mirror, I gazed directly into my smoldering eyes with a crooked smile, tugging playfully at the neckline of the leotard, realizing that I was completely capable of turning myself on just by looking.

"When you're done checking yourself out, we have some cust-"

I spun around, truthfully, in shock and panic. But the visual effect caught Mai off-guard. I could feel her eyes scan my body and her jaw grow slack and felt the confidence return. I strode toward her as she cleared her throat, "...well then. Shall we finally get started today, Ms...?"

"Call me Lola." I breathed, sauntering past Mai and out into the public, ready for the day ahead.