You were more or less exhausted by this point, but whatever was behind that hatch clearly didn't care as you heard it open again. This time, there were no major clothing articles, but instead a pair of boots and a trucker cap. You walked over to the hatch and grabbed the boots in your right hand and the brim of the cap on your left. The boots felt moist and warm to the touch, as if they were worn recently by someone doing hard work or exercise. You sit down on the floor, meaty legs spread wide apart, as you put the hat beside you for now to mess with the boots. You put one right between your legs near your crotch, and grab the other with your hands.
The boots are size 13.5, as you can make out from the worn tag on the tongue. They're light brown, but scuffed and dirty from what looks like heavy use. You look near the thick sole and see Timberland written on it. Flipping the boot to the bottom side, you see mud and dirt filling in some of the grooves, and the Timberland logo is there as well. You finally get to the best part of the boot as you flip it over and stick your face right into the boot itself, taking a big whiff of the musky scent from the boot. As you breathe in, your feet start to sweat as your cock grows hard against the boot on your crotch.
Your mind gets foggy as you put the boot down for a second to unzip your jeans, leaving your boxers on. You stand up, letting the jeans pool around your pants, grabbing the boot you've been smelling as you hold the open part to your hard dick tenting in your boxers. You start to thrust into the boot as you moan, getting hot and sweaty again. Your pace increases as that musky scent fills the air, and soon you've let another dry orgasm - just a bit of water and a squirt of cum - right into your boxers. You sit back down, pulling your pants back up to below waist level and zipping them up. You put your boots on each foot, not tying them up but letting the short ends of the laces hang free. They're not long enough to trip on, so you don't sweat it.
You then turn to the trucker hat to your left. The back half of the hat is a black mesh, and the front half is a spongy fabric, dark blue, with a truck on it. The bill is a brown stained off-white, similar to your shirt. You waste no time in putting it on your head after giving it a quick once-over. As you lay the hat over your head, you feel a warmth radiating from the top of your head down. You feel calm and your heavy breathing stops as your thoughts start to become slow. It's like someone has put molasses in your head. You don't grow hard this time as the changes manifest, your body perfectly calm and still, sitting on the floor all spread out. Your hair shortens under the cap, being pulled back into your scalp, leaving you with a fresh uniform buzz cut of dark black hair. You feel a tingling sensation on your nose as it grows more prominent on your face, bulging outwards and sideways. As you take a deep breath, your head grows squatter as your visage changes. Your eyes grow a bit more deep set as the brows above them turn a deep black and get messier, some sparse unibrow hairs between them. Your mouth grows wider across the face as your default expression becomes slightly more like a scowl. Facial hair grows out from above your upper lip and your chin, and connecting straps form after to form a cleanly kept goatee of short length. You feel even calmer as your chin becomes prominent, accentuating your new facial hair. Soon, your thoughts return as the calmness washes away. You're still calm, but you can move around and think again, even if your thoughts are slower now. You start to pace the room, not even noticing how you've broken into your new old boots without a single thought.