You cast your thoughts aside, stepping into the latex fox. Your feet slide down into the legs smoothly as the material clings to your leg. Pulling the costume up to your waist, you find that it's compete with a sheath. You blush and put your manhood inside the strange latex pouch. You can feel yourself get hard as it squeaks up against you gently.
Getting over your initial shyness you pull the fox up your body further. The material feels great against your skin. Sliding your arms into the costume's arms you find your shoulders bend awkwardly, and your hands are also like oversized paws now.
With a bit of trouble you pull the mask up over your face and align the eyeholes. Hey, you don't look half bad in this thing. Two bad it's not Halloween any time soon...
Suddenly, the zipper shoots up and seals you inside. You hear a slight chuckle, oh God, it's Ricky...
<i>Ha ha ha... It's about time you put me on...</i>
Tooth by tooth the zipper starts to vanish sealing you inside.