She felt the muscles in her chest start to ache as her boobs began to shrink. The fur now spread down to her knees and she was losing everything that made her a woman. Even her pussy started to disappear as new hormones began to flow into her body. Now the fur spread to his waist as a tail appeared just above his still ample rear. His tits were basically small mounds at this point as his body began to itch worse, more and more fur began to cover everywhere. He had a fluffy tail, a nice ass for a guy (even making females jealous), a slight chubby pouch, long hair, and a dog’s nose. He was a American Eskimo anthro, and had no clue how to hide his nakedness. Would he still be called Marina? The best he could do was find a towel while he slipped away to find some clothes to wear. It helped that he kept his female height, making slipping under desks quite easy. Thinking to himself about his name, he decided he would be called Marco.
After easily slipping out of the office, Marco went into a nearby thrift shop to see if he could snag something to wear to work and slip out without being noticed. He picked out something nice that he thought would fit in him and went into a vacant corner to try it on. Seeing that it was good enough, he began trying to sneak out. Unfortunately, he was grabbed by the collar of his shirt by an employee. “Where do you think you’re going little guy?” There was nothing he could do, he couldn’t escape this time. The employee dragged him away into a back room and locked the door.
After turning on a light, Marco saw the employee was staring at him, arms crossed, looking like an interrogator. From what he could see, the employee looked female. She finally decided to start questioning him, “You know stealing is a crime little man, I’m afraid I’m gonna have to turn you in. You better have a good reason to be so bold as to try on clothes and walk out with them in broad daylight like this.”