Shaking the dice, Paul dropped it on the desk. The pyramid shaped die bounced a couple of times and finally came to rest with a one at the top.
Chuckling nervously you point to the dice and say, "Best two out of three?"
Paul just shakes his head and replies back, "A deals and a deal. There's no use trying to chicken out now. Now where do you want to try on the costume? The bathroom, guest room or my room."
Trying to think of way out of this, Paul finally huffs, "I'll be in the bathroom." Grabbing the costumes, he hands one to you and leaves. Somewhere down the hall you can hear a door opening, but not closing. Peeking out, you see your friend disappearing into what appears to be bathroom with pink tile and then closing the door partway.
Returning to the room, you follow suit and leave the door open just a crack. Looking at the costume in your hand, you realize that you really want to try it on, you just don't know how to tell Paul this.
Stripping, you stand naked in your friends room and the almost scream in terror as you see another person in the closet. Going over to the closet, you see just your reflection and now realize that you've had almost been scared by a mirror. Looking at the costume again, you see that Paul has given you the one that wasn't unzipped. Undoing the zipper, you sit down on the bed and prepare yourself as you are about to put your legs and feet into what appears to be a child's costume.
To your surprise the costume glides on with no problem. In fact, you would guess that the legs just grew longer to accommodate that which was slid into the them. Placing your feet into the hind paws, you marvel at how they still resemble paws and have not stretched at all.
Pulling the costume up to your waist, you reach in and adjust your penis and testicles so they fit comfortably into the sheath. Pulling the costume up past your navel, you gave in wonder at how it looks like you have nothing down between your legs. Next you pull it up over your chest and with some difficulty, slid your arms and hands into the front paws and legs of the costume.
The front legs and paws responded in the same fashion as the hind legs did and for awhile you gaze at them, wondering how the legs grew to match your arms and legs, but the hands and feet remain the same and still look like paws.
Shrugging the rest on over your shoulders, you pull the hood on. Looking in the mirror, you're amazed at the life-like resemblance to a fox this costume has. Reaching down, you then fumble with the zipper, having a small problem grasping it without thumbs. But in the end you manage to grasp it between your paws and pull it up.
Walking to the mirror, you stumble and fall to the floor. As you try to stand back up, a flashing hot pain rips through your arms, shoulders, spine, pelvis, hips and other areas of your body. A gurgling noise issues from your groin and abdomen.
Trying to hug yourself, you suddenly find that your arms simply will no longer move like that. Trying to stand up, you find that your pelvis, hips and spine are no longer positioned to allow that type of movement. Stumbling about, you eventually get the hang of walking on all fours.
Moving to the mirror, you jump up so that your front paws are placed on the reflective surface and gaze into it. Looking back is a fox, a vixen you realize. And then you see it.
Behind you, another fox, with a weird look upon it's face, has just entered and she smells like she's in heat. Dropping down to all fours, you turn around and open your mouth and expecting a fox bark, your surprised when you ask, "Paul? Is that you? And what just happened?" Come out in a normal human voice.