You tell the owner that you want to go back to being human and leave behind the skunky pleasures of your stink.
After saying this the owner has a sour look as he says, “Sadly, you can’t change back. We offer transformations here, we don’t revert people due to their mistakes.” He immediately pulls a box from behind the counter. “I could always offer this though.”
You ask what it is and he replies, “This will make all the problems of the transformation go away but, you’ll have to use it in the back room,” he says as opening the door.
You follow him in and you can see the usually store backroom stocked with extra costumes and price marking materials. The owner then opens the box he had gotten out and reveals a helmet with a visor. The helmet looks high tech and has a few holes that show needles buried in them.
“This bad boy will apply dosages of a suit transformation reversal, it takes a bit so we’ll wanna keep you back here while it works.” He shows a wide grin as you put on the helmet.
After a second you feel the helmet tighten as the visor displays strobing lights. You feel the helmet vibrate as hypnotic sounds are played. The sounds seem to come from inside your head and distract you enough to not notice the shop owner lead you into an even further room. By the time you notice, you’re already in a room with cages and a strange chair. Everything is barely visible through the white light flashing in your eyes but, you can see other people, mostly ones who obviously put on animal or furry suits, sit in cages drooling.
As the owner walks past them, the caged people beg for commands and orders. You eventually reach the chair, still not being able to resist. You are sat and strapped in as the helmet is clicked into a part of the chair. You hear, along with the hypnotic sounds, typing at a keyboard. Afterwards, you feel multiple pains in your skull and the visor shows real and anthro furry skunk activity along with flashing images of the store owner behind words that your eyes can barely pickup on.
You start to feel horny as your stink glands fire off. You feel a gas mask respirator cover your mouth and a device cover your ass. The euphoric stink fills your lungs as you go blank from the pleasure and seemingly endless orgasm.
-Hours Later-
You finally awake from a pleasurable slumber in a cage… no, your home until master gives you a purpose. You have a gas mask on your face connected to a tube in your ass, most likely in a direct line with your stink glands.
You have always been a skunk and have always served master. Today is the day you’ll be given commands for the rest of your life.