The vixen didn't respond, she just sat where she was and stared blankly at the wall.
"Are you ok?" you asked her.
Still nothing.
You try to make some small talk and tell her that, "You kind of look like a Colleen."
You still haven't got any kind of response from the latex vixen.
However, ever since you said the name 'Colleen' there had been a slight change in the atmosphere of the room.
Eventually you couldn't talk it anymore. You walked to the vixen, gently put your hand on her shoulder, and asked, "What's wrong?"
You were about to offer your escape plan to her when suddenly your hand was no longer on her latex shoulder, it was inside her latex shoulder.
Her body liquified and encased your body in the blink of an eye.
You collapsed onto the bed as the latex reshaped your body; your hips and tush widened, your waist crunched into an hourglass, your... jewels... flattened, your chest swelled, you grew in height up to six feet, you grew a tail, your face developed into a muzzle, and your ears morphed into the two pointed things sitting atop your head.
You have become the latex vixen.
You start feeling your body, only to be aroused by the rubber touch that is latex.