Costume Shop

"I found this really cool place," Jane said. "It sells the best costumes."

"Really?" I said, kissing her forehead. We were curled up on the couch, watching a movie. "Halloween isn't for another year."

"Yeah," Jane agreed. "But because of Halloween, it's having a clearance sale." I groaned. I knew what that meant.

"What?" Jane asked.

"Every time you see a sign that says 'clearance', you have to go for it," I said. "And every time, you take me with you."

"Well, then," She said, smiling. "What could you possibly be doing that's more important than shopping with your girlfriend?" I made a face, as if I was pondering deeply, then said:

"I've got a date with Karen tomorrow," I said. Jane responded by smacking a pillow into my face. "I'm joking!" I exclaimed. "Fine, I'll come with you."
"Thank you!" Jane said, giving me a kiss.

The next day, we stood outside the shop. It looked old, like an antique store, with faded grey paint and monotone colors. A red "CLEARANCE SALE!" sign hung in front of the window.

"Come on!" Jane exclaimed. "Let's go inside!" Practically dragging me in, I looked around, amazed. Costumes lined the walls; racks of clothes covered the floors. It seemed there wasn't even enough room to walk! The variety of costumes was simply amazing, and I was impressed with the selections in the store.

"Hello there," Said a man, who seemingly appeared out of nowhere. "How may I help you?"

"We're looking to by some costumes," Jane said, smiling. We? I thought.

"Well, you've certainly come to the right place," he said. "He said. "Welcome to The Costume Warehouse! Please, try on any costume you please, changing rooms are off to the left," He pointed. "And, when you're finished, bring your selection up to the front, where I'll help you with the rest."

"Alright!" Jane exclaimed, ready to go costume hunting.

"Oh, and adult costumes are right over there," the man said, pointing at the far side of the store, blocked off by a black curtain. Winking, he disappeared into the back.

"I wonder what he meant by that…" I wondered out loud.

"Oh, he was just being funny," Jane said. "Now come on! Let's take a look at this stuff!" We browsed through the costumes, ignoring signs such as "One size fits all!" and "All costumes are non-refundable". We saw costumes of familiar characters from movies, books, some from myths, and others were just plain weird. We hadn't been even ten minutes into the store, and Jane had separated from me and was searching on her own. I looked around causally, keeping an eye out for anything that I might want.

Twenty minutes later, I held about four costumes, and Jane found me again.

"Four?" She said. "You only have four?"

"I guess I do," I said.

"I found tons of stuff you'd like!" Jane said, pushing an armful of clothes into my hands. "I even made a separate pile for you to try on!"

"But…" I began.

"Come on, go to the change room and try them!" Jane exclaimed. Sighing, I complied, finding a stall and laying out the costumes on the bench inside. Turning, I read a sign on the wall.

"Please strip before trying on costumes," It said. I sighed, knowing I'd better do this, or there'd be hell to pay when I got home if I didn't. Reaching for the first costume on the pile, I held it up and laughed.

"She must have given me the wrong pile," I said. I the twenty minutes that we had been browsing; I could tell that she had gone into the "adult" section, because this costume was clearly adult. The second thing I noticed was that she must have given me her pile of clothes, because this costume was definitely built for a female.

It was a cat costume, made of some sort of latex. It was curved, and had two large breasts, at least DD's, and a large ass. A tail led from the base of the costumes spine. Closer inspection revealed holes in the groin, ass, and mouth. This costume was built for sex.

"Definitely adult," I confirmed, then paused. As far as I knew, there were only two other people in the store, Jane, and the clerk guy. And by the wink he gave us, it looked like he'd seen everything twice over. So, how funny would it be if I just walked out of the change room with this costume on? It would embarrass the hell out of Jane, and maybe she would never take me shopping again!

"Worth a shot," I muttered, and stripped down. Then, I lifted up the latex suit and put one leg in. The costume was extremely realistic! The feet were built like paws, stretching only enough so I was standing on my toes, almost like I was wearing high heels (not that I have). I pulled the latex up, marveling at the sensations. I pulled and stretched the damn thing until I had it up to my waist, then I paused. I looked at myself in the mirror and laughed. This was ridiculous! Why was I going through so much trouble? Better back out now before I really embarrass myself, I thought. I pulled on the costume to get it off, but it wouldn't budge.

"What the-?" I said, and pulled again. This time it peeled away, very painfully. I pulled back in shock, letting go of my grip. I watched as the costume proceeded to rise up my body, putting itself on, as if it deemed me unworthy of the task. I stared in shock as I felt something liquefy inside me, and my bones reshaping as if made of putty. I looked in the mirror and saw my groin slowly sink into my body until a hole remained where my member was. Reaching down, I felt a vagina. Myvagina. Tingles flowed through my body as my fingers brushed up against it, and I shuddered.

"This can't be happening," I gasped. I felt something enter my ass and realized that the costume wasn't stopping its transformation and I continued to struggle, which seemed to speed up the process. Soon, it had spread up my chest, reshaping my body to be shorter and curvier, giving me the two DD breasts I was marveling earlier. Now, it had engulfed my hands, removing my thumbs and giving me paw-like appendages.

"No," I said as it moved up my neck. "Please, don't!" It engulfed my head in a single moment, blinding me and choking me with its strange, fluid substance. I felt it forcing open my mouth and traveling down my throat, while it reshaped my face to become more feline and feminine. When I could feel the changes stop, I opened my eyes.

Standing in the mirror was a catgirl, mouth open in surprise. I closed my mouth, and the catgirl did the same. I raised my hands, now paws, I suppose, to my face, and the catgirl followed my every move. I tried pulling the costume off, but it was if it was my skin, as no amount of prying would rid me of this costume.

"What am I going to tell Jane?" I said, or what I meant to say. What came out instead was a string of meows and murrs; cat speak. Could this get any worse?

"Hey, are you in there?" Jane asked, knocking on the stall door. She sounded worried. "You've been in there awhile…" I turned as the door unlatched and Jane came in. She froze.

"Oh… my… God," She said.

"Mow?" I said, almost sheepishly. Jane, instead of having a breakdown (which I felt I was on the verge of), grinned instead.

"We are going to have so much fun tonight," Jane said mischievously.