[Oh my god. He just became a fursuit.] you thought shocked. You excited stripped naked, grabbed Alex the now white/ivory vixen costume & put him, no, her on. You felt surprisingly warm wearing her as you zipped her up sealing you inside. Then without any warning a strange feeling came over you; you felt like you were naked. In fact you felt the floor under your feet. "I'm feeling everything you do?" you asked aloud confused; but got no reply. Then you realised how foolish it was to ask that expecting to get an answer; fursuits can't talk. Before you left Alex's house you felt you had a very important decision to make. What to call you new fursona? You thought for a bit & came up with a great name (at least in your mind). You'd be called Vicky Vixen.