You stand gawking at your new body, impressed at your new stature. But you're freaked out as to why you changed. It is then you remember the message that came with the leather. "Meet at the fountain at 8" it said. You rummage around your closet for something big enough to fit your new frame. You eventually discover a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt you can stretch over your new body.
Before you can squeeze into your clothes, another urge to wear the leather gear begins. "Well, it did say to wear it when we meet. Maybe whoever sent this can change me back." You return to the bathroom and begin putting it back on. Sliding your package into the pouch gives you a shudder, the leather feels so good against your manhood. Trying to control yourself you put the harness and collar back on. You take another look at yourself in the mirror before you leave. "I am one hot piece of bear meat" you say aloud.
Wait, why did you call yourself a bear? Aren't bears gay?
Deciding to continue to dress, you pull on the sweats, hoping that your hoodie can cover the studded collar.
It is already dark by the time you leave your house. "That's good, no one can see me like this."
You arrive at the park at 7:59. You go to the fountain and see...