You search with your hand through the mask to find the needle, but you find nothing. “Must have just been my imagination!” You say.
You pull the mask back on still standing in your boxers.
“Come stand on this podium and I will help with the rest of the costume.” The old man says to you.
You comply and stand on the circular platform. As you stand the old man goes around the corner to get the costume. He returns but does not have the costume, but he does have a pair of scissors and a jar of cream.
“Where is the costume?” You ask the old man but he just begins to chant as he brings the scissors to your boxers. “Hey!” You say and try to move off the platform but your body does not respond; you can only move your head.
You are now standing in all your glory as he pulls the boxers away. He stands and pushes in on the mask at the back of your head. You close your eyes as you become nauseated and your head swims, if you still had control of your body you would have fallen over.
You suddenly feel your body get very hot and you open your mouth to say something, but as your mouth opens you cool down and you let your tongue hang out of your mouth. You eyes open quickly, your tongue could never hang out of your mouth. As your eyes open you no longer see the confined inside of the coyote mask with small holes into the world, you have a full view of the room and a long muzzle between your eyes.
The old man touches the muzzle and you can feel his touch as if it were part of you. You try to scream for help but all that manages to come out is a low whine.
You move your new head in awe as you want the man open the jar of cream and take some onto his fingers. He begins to chant as he rubs the cold lotion up your legs. As he finished up with both legs you feel them begin to collapse. You look down and watch as your feet begin to lengthen, your big toes shrink as they move up your feet while the rest of your toes grow and the nails darken and sharpen. Your heels rise up off the floor as pads grow on the bottom of your feet. The upper portion of your legs shrink and loose mass as your knees protrude forward legs bending, pulling you closer to the ground. Your ass is now almost sitting on the heels of your mostly canine legs. You feel tickling as fur pulls out of your skin all over your legs, completing their change.
The old man rubs the cream over your ass and up your back and you feel the fur fill in and a tail tickle your ass.
Rubbing the cream into your stomach and chest causes your ribs to expand a bit while your stomach sucked in, the fur grew in while still allowing your human nipples to be seen.
Over your arms the old mans hands swept. Your hands move from your sides to a raised position, almost like a canine hand shaking position. You watch as your palms extend taking in the length of your fingers leaving you with coyote paws with sharp digging nails. As the fur covers your arms they shrink gaining full canine quality.
The man’s chants change and get louder as he dips his hand back into the cream. The chanting somehow affects your mind and your hanging dick begins to fill with blood rising upward. You let out a canine moan as he brings the cold cream to your balls and dick bringing feeling you have never experienced before. You look down as he continues to massage, your balls quickly grow hair and get pulled in closer to your body. Your dick begins to lengthen as the pleasure increases. The head becomes pointed as the skin turns a bright red. The man’s up and down motions bring forth a large bulge as the base and one final stroke and your mind explodes and your cock begins to spurt.
The old man lowers the jar of cream positioning it under your quivering, squirting cock. Panting with each squirt the jar bubbles filling with more luscious cream. The old man smiles as he fondles one last squirt out of you filling the jar completely with your dreamy coyote spunk.
He puts the cream away as your coyote dick begins to shrink into your new sheath. At the point where just the head of the dick is pointing out the man says one last chant. Your body begins to harden as your skin and fur turns a dirty gold. You watch as your lower body becomes a thick and heavy bronze form attached to the platform. The bronzing moves up your body freezing your dick just barely poking out of its sheath and your tail sticking out from above your ass. As the changes begin to overtake your head it moves. Your snout pushes upward as your teeth part giving you the look of a howling coyote. You watch the bronze overtake your eyes and slowly move up your muzzle, completing as it covers your coyote nose.
The man gives your bronze cook a little rub and polishes your bronze balls sending pleasure throughout your cold and hard body. He pushes your platform bringing you outside into the sun, before long you are sitting as one of the centerpieces to "The Native Lands" section of the zoo.