Once back home, you can't wait to try it on and head right to your bedroom. You read the instructions and strip down naked as that is the first step. But you hesitate once you read step 2, shave your full body, including your head hair.
After a few minutes of internal debate you cave in and shave it all off. Your head hair will grow back quickly like usual, so a month of near baldness isn't that big of a deal. You have done it before too, so not many people should fuss about it either.
Step 3 is to apply this cream all over. It apparently helps keep you from feeling constricted inside of the costume, so you do that too.
And finally, step 4 is to put her on. You are eager to get started, but first remove her outfit, nose piercing, and cowbell. You open uo the back and slide your feet in first as if it is a onesie. You feel your toes land on a hard surface which you figure is the top of the hooves. The way the legs are shaped however seems to force you to stand on your toes. Not a huge concern, but definitely not convenient.
As you slide the legs up, you notice how your feet feel a lot more comfortable all of a sudden. You are relieved that it seems to be alright to wear for a long time, as you were just concerned with just how long you could stand on your toes for.
When the legs are on up to your thighs, you switch over to sliding your dick into the special pocket inside the udder of the suit. Then you move further up and put your right hand into the arm, and it literally fits you like a glove.
The costume's hands are basically a thick thumb and 2 half-hoof shaped fingers, which you can fit 2 of your fingers into each. And while it is a slight restriction on your dexterity, it is easy to get use to now bending 2 fingers instead of just one. You do the same to the left arm and pull the costume tight to your front. You then pull the sodes together in the back, and the seam seems to merge together as you push the two ends into eachother.
The last bit is the head, which easily fits. It is odd how much of a perfect fit it is. Normally, these things are either slightly too big or too small, but this one fits you as if it was tailored to your body specifically. You push the neck down, and the same thing that happened with the back happens again and seals you inside. You put the clothes back on, struggling slightly to slide your short shorts up over your amazing ass, but once they are up and over, they fit onto you perfectly.
The last thing is the nose ring, which you decide against, since you don't want to pierce your actual nose. However, just as you go to set it down, your arms move against your will and stick it into your nose, which oddly already has a hole for it?
The second it is in, your body begins to heat up and while not painful, it feels very weird. Almost like the costume is adhering to you or something. The heat dies down after a minute, and you feel a lot better. It is then something brushes past your calf that tickles you. You look down and are surprised to find your tail swaying back and fourth.
"Huh, that's neat. There must be like, some kind of.... like, what the fuck? Hello? Like, what is up with my voice?" You say, noticing how your voice has changed to a much more feminine sound. "Weird, like, I'm pretty sure they didn't like, include a voice changer thingy. And like, why is my tail all like, swingy and stuff? Wait, am I like, doing it? OMG like what the fuck?!"
You are very concerned about how you now sound like a woman, and that you can feel parts of the costume that you should in no way be feeling. You shouldn't be able to feel how your legs push against the sides of your udder, or how the bra is digging into your boobies slightly, which you quickly adjust to make it feel better. And the fact that you have complete control over your full tongue is crazy. The thing is like, at least 6 inches longer than your human sized one.
You quickly try to remove the costume, only to find that you can't pull the seams apart. Actually, you can't even find a seam to pull at. You are about to go into full panic mode when all of a sudden, your pupils dilate and your jaw slackens while you slip into a momentary trance.
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The trance lasts for just a few moments, and when you come back to your senses, things seem slightly different to you now. You feel weirdly normal. You look down at yourself and grin. "Yay! I like, knew this crop top was like, the bestest choice ever! I am like, so happy that I don't like, need to wear a fucking dress to the party. I hate those things. There just like, isn't ever enough room for my udder."
You play with your tits a bit, then suddenly stop when it stops feeling right. "Like, what the fuck am I doing? And like, why do I suddenly loath dresses? I've like, never even worn them before. This costume is like, fucking with my mind or something. Hmm, like, how the fuck do I like, even get out of this thingy?"
You look around the room for the instductions and find them still on the bed. You read them theough again, though a bit slower than before. It is after step 4 that you notice a big red box labeled "Warning".
The warning says that the moment you put on the skinsuit, you will become whatever it is. The suit lasts for 6 hours, but can be extended indefinitely by simply rubbing on more of that cream stuff as if it were lotion, directly onto the skinsuit you are wearing. It also said that personality, mannerisms, speech patterns, preferences and perceptions may or may not also alter while wearing the skinsuit to increase the user's immersion.
"Ohhhhh! Like duh, now I get it. Man I can be like, such a bimbo sometimes, lol. So like, I guess I am a real cowgirl now for a while. Hehe, this is kinda like, super cool. And I am like, sexy as fuck too. Ooh Ooh Ooh!!! I should like, totally throw a party to celebrate! Definitely needs to be a costume party too. Yeah, yeah. There should be like, also a rule where costumes need to be like, super sexy too."
Now you are excited. Not only are you actually an attractive cow woman for the time being, but you new bimbo-ish mind is making you super cheerful as well. You even have stopped caring that you have basically become someone else with just a small part of the old you remaining to enjoy the ride. You still are in full control of yourself, it is just that you now prefer being the bimbo-ish cowgirl you for time time being. You send a mass text about your party and then go to get things ready for tonight.