Scared out of his mind, John rushes as hids hides behind an unused terminal counter. He look down between his legs in a panic. His cock, now a vagina was between his legs for the whole world to see. This was impossible, it had been a smooth bulge a second ago. Touching it gently in his paw- err, hand, John was speechless. It had every last detail to it, including every last detail down to where it counts. Whimpering... John nervously whined. His vagina was covered in black and gray latex, just like the rest of his body. "Uh oh... This is bad..." John looked himself over. The latex as now sticking to every inch of his body, it was skin tight that It didn't even look like a suit anymore. John was staring at the same slightly out of shape body, he saw in the shower every morning, with some additional features which also included his newly formed breasts , only now he had rubber covering his skin, and the unusual wolf coat pattern.
John started to look himself over for some sign that he was still in costume as he caught his breath. There wasn't a single seam on the suit, and John still couldn't find the zipper that It was like it had just plain vanished. As John ran his paw, hand hand!, over his back, all he could feel was his normal old back. He could even feel his pesky mole sticking out like usual. Looking for more signs of it being a costume that John looked over his stomach. He couldn't see anything, but his belly button caught his eye. The latex went deep down into it, not even hinting that there should be a human under the suit.
Then it hit him, the mask! John's hands shot up and pulled at his face, even his snouted mouth that There had to be a seam on the mask! Tugging on it though, he couldn't feel a seam at all for instead, he felt well... his face. Despite everything else that he was still tugging on the fake muzzle, he felt his face! His tongue accidentally brushed into his finger as he unkowingly began to pant like he was just a dog. Wait a second, it shouldn't be that long... John felt his teeth with his paw. They were sharp, and stuck in tightly.
John got the same greeting at his eyes. There was zero gap between his own skin and the skin of the costume. John had started to realize the truth. "'Whine as he whimpered'... This... this can't be real... The costume's... gone... is This... my skin now?" John's tail than tucked nervously between his legs, to what he realized next. "Oh man, I'm stuck in an airport, naked..."