Spotting the concern in your eyes, Steve sifts amid his assortment of Transcostumes, drawing out another incredible piece. It's presented as a pair, a top resembling a leather jacket and a complementing bottom styled after leather pants.
"This one can be split," Steve explains, unraveling the leather jacket before you. The jacket's brilliant black texture constrasts strikingly with the one lone detail: an arm sporting a contemporary shade of grey.
Steve fishes into one of the pockets, pulling out a small yet significant button. "This here," he points to it, "is your key to transformation."
He hands the jacket over to you, anticipation coloring his smile, eager to witness the next act in this transformative extravaganza.
You remove your shirt and replace it with the Transcostume jacket, the cold fabric hitting your skin. As you make efforts to close, Steve interjects, "No need for that."
With a nod of affirmation, you press the button strategically hidden in the pocket and brace for the transformation.
Just like before, you feel the costume bond with your skin, slipping into its contours as if it has been meticulously designed to fit you. No sooner than that, your bare chest prickles with a sensation mirroring goosebumps, and you witness a flurry of grey fur sprouting on the expanse of your chest.
A sharp yet oddly pleasurable twinge in your right arm catches your attention. Your arm starts transforming, swapping flesh and bone to morph into a metallic masterpiece. Its chrome gleam complements a newly-sculpted muscular form, vents perch on the upper arm, and the hands boast rubber pads on the inside with retractable claws ready to threaten.
Simultaneously, your left arm besets upon a drastic change – it bulks up, swelling with a newfound muscular prowess. Your left hand transitions into a unique mix of a wolf’s paw and a human hand. A shapeshifter’s dream, you marvel.
As a parting wave of transformation hits, your face begins to mold into something not quite human. Your nose and mouth protrude into a muzzle, replacing your human features with a commanding wolf-like nose pad. Where human ears once sat, twin pointy wolf ears surge forth.
What materializes next is a sight to behold - your right eye, which moments ago held your usual human vision, morphs into a cybernetic camera, enhancing your vision and giving you the power to glow with a deep red luminescence. Behind your head, a sturdy helmet forms, providing protection and completing the anthro-wolf biker look.
As the sudden lull signifies the end of the transformation, you take a moment to process your new form - an anthropomorphized cyborg wolf-biker. Your body emanating an intimidating aura, the cybernetically-enhanced right arm reflecting light with its chrome plating, the equally formidable but wolf-like left arm, all the way down to your transformed lower half - your body seamlessly merging with your motorcycle form.
You realize that you instinctively know how to handle this machine, experience swept into your mind with the transformation. Your inhibitions of riding a motorcycle? All but vanished. You even feel excited by the entire process, a sensation which could easily be termed as arousal. It seems being a cyborg has enhanced more than just your physical capacities.
Embracing the distinct sensation of roaring power beneath you, you let out a wolf’s howl, human rules of etiquette long left behind. Joy, satisfaction, arousal - your howl echoes the amalgamation of these emotions, resonating with the identity of the wolf you've become.