The cashier leads you into a door behind the counter. In the employees only area, he leads you into a room that resembles a locker room.
“This is where the mascots put on their suits. Oh that reminds me! We need to get you a different lion suit.”
“What? Why?”
“This one is too small to fit your frame. We’ll get you a muscular one.”
Blushing at the compliment, you sit on one of the benches and wait for the dragon to come back. Instead, you see a pretty muscular lion in gym clothes walk into the locker room, holding a brownish bundle. It looks almost exactly like the one you had before, but taller and with more muscles.
“Here you go,” he says, in a deep voice. He wordlessly shuts the door to the locker room. You unfold the costume and hold it in front of you, and, to your surprise you find a nice red cock and sheath hanging limply from the costume. “That wasn’t there before...” you mumble with a bit of curiosity as to what else there is. You turn it around and see the zipper to the costume. Pulling it down you see a huge dildo going up into the costume’s ass and a fake asshole in its ass as well. You, forgetting the supposed “work” and becoming increasingly aroused, stand up to take off your shorts and boxers. You slide one leg into the costume, admiring that the costume actually makes it look digitigrade, slide another leg in, and it frames your strong legs well. You stick a finger and then two into your asshole, loosening it and start slowly sticking the hollow, but stiff, dildo into your ass. The thick, long lion’s tail hangs off of your ass perfectly. You, with your cock being hard now, slide it into the red, barbed, leonine penis. You slide off your tank top and throw it with your clothes as you pull the lion’s pecs and abs over your own, framing and accentuating your six-pack, and don the feline paws and arms, giving you a surprising amount of mobility and making your biceps look even sexier. You pull the mask over your face, which is the least realistic part of the costume as you examine yourself in the mirror. You open your mouth and the snout of the lion opens, revealing your mouth inside. You run your fingers along your big pecs, unable to resist your furry chest. Suddenly...