John kept running his hands over the costume in disbelief, even over his stuff breasts for It had to be some kind of trick that he couldn't just be turned into a latex she-wolf! But the squeaking of his paws only confirmed what he was afraid to admit to himself as He could FEEL each of his paws sliding along his latex skin. It actually felt rather good, but now wasn't the time to get into that like a perv. he was moving his tail and ears around at the time that this wasn't the to get into this fact, not to mention his nervous whining was sounding increasingly dog-like. If he thought about it too much that he'd probably just have a nervous breakdown right here, so getting this shoved aside until he was safe for He has got to get out of here somehow. The only question to that was, how? He couldn't just walk out looking the way he is now, everyone would give him strange looks while asking questions for which he couldn't answer to. And furthermore... John let out another keening whine, because he actidently sat on his tail.
"Hello? Who was that?" Someone called out as it sounded like it came from a guys voice.
John immediately covered his snout with his paws, er Hands! He meant hands. He winced at the squeaking noise for He was now sure to be caught now as Footsteps came closer to the terminal he was crouched behind, and then a man turned the corner. John's eyes grew wide while his ears drooped (Nope, don't thinking about that, not now) as the man looked at him in shock. But surprisingly, his shock quickly turned to a look of disappointment. "Oh, so that's where my other bag went. Well, this isn't not yours." the man said with a sigh, and then he started to get angry. "I knew I shouldn't have had that thing in normal luggage, but when it got lost, I didn't expect to find someone to willingly wear it! That was a gift for! Do you just go around to only take things from people's luggage and putting them on? What the hell is wrong with you?"
realizing this, John knew that this must be the owner of the suit and started to stammer out an excuse. "W-well, my clothes were-"
"Zip it! I don'twant to hear it!" the man said with an accompanying hand motion. Just then, the latex forming John's snout started to twist and merge. Within moments that John's mouth fused shut and vanished, leaving only a flat expanse of latex. Eyes even wider, he reached up to his mouth in a panic and tried to pry it open. Tried as he might, there was nothing TO pry open! Any opening was simply gone, despite his panicked pawing for He couldn't even feel the inside of his mouth anymore. it was almost like it was all solid material now. The only sounds he could really make right now were tiny whines and moans in the back of his throat.
The man simply ignored John's distress calls, took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, and then leaned over to loom over John. "Okay, here's the deal. First, I'm going to put you into a raincoat I have in my bag here. It won't cover everything, but it'll at least cover a few things, like these." he gestured to John's free-wet vagina, which he far-too-late attempted to cover up, eliciting a mildly amused head shake from the man. "Then, you're going to come home with me, and THEN we're going to have a long talk about what happens next." he noticed John looking down the hallway John was checking to see if he could make a break for it, when the man reached down to flick at his snout. It stung! "OR, you could run, which I'll probably couldn't stop you if I wanted to. However, you can enjoy living life as a latex wolf with no mouth. But I wouldn't recommend that." John shrank back under his glare, but shortly he nodded. If he could do this to him, what else could he do to him? He pointed at his sealed snout, but the man shook his head. "Nuh-uh. That stays shut, until at least we're back home. Who knows, if you misbehave yourself that it May be even longer than what you think. That said, i don't think there's not much more then as to where that came from. But that's only if you get any ideas."