As Shawn, the anthropomorphic rat ate, he got another idea. Sex and food were basic needs for him, not just because he now was half rat. So what if he didn't need them any more, what if he'd be one with his sexy leather gear. He pondered a little and went to his bedroom. There he put on his helmet again and gave a command to his ring. This time the changes were mostly internal. Shawn could feel his body dissolving, slowly merging with the suit and hollowing. Outside, the suit was growing a bit, bulking up as it took at least part of Shawn's mass. As the changes commenced, Shawn opened his visor. A blank void was staring back at him. He lifted up his helmet, only to be momentarily confused by him seeing out of the helmet he held in his hands. Regaining his senses, he decided to take advantage of this quirk and looked over his back. Where his tail used to be, there now was a leather tail he found he could move. His boots seemed to be back to normal. He put his helmet back onto his shoulders where it immediately seemed to stick. His hands now had little brown plastic claws at the tips of his fingers. Experimentally he took of one of his gloves. He looked into the hole in his sleeves with nothing in there. He still, however, was able to feel his glove hand, even though he held it in his other one. He clearly was meant to be worn by a human, but where to get one from?