Paul pulls out a magnificent looking Lion costume, perfectly detailed, as if it had been skinned and put in Paul's closet right off the savanna. You roll your eyes. Paul's "furry" obsession has gone too far, but it seems much more realistic then any "fursuit" you have ever seen. Maybe you would like to try it on. Maybe you would like to feel the nice golden fur, the fiery red mane, the claws, the paws and the tail. Maybe you would like to experience the power of being the king of beasts.
"what do you think?" Paul asks.
"Its beautiful, I would LOVE to try it on," you say.
With a big smile, Paul hands you the costume. "You might want to take off all of your clothes before putting it on, it will look and feel better that way."
"OK," you say, not really sure why. Paul leaves his room and shuts the door.
You move your hands through the mane, over the beautiful ears, and you can almost feel yourself running over the African grasslands.
You unzip the back and look at the inside, a black shiny type material. "kinky," you say out loud, not really sure what to make of it. Your strip, throwing all of your clothes, onto Paul's bed, carelessly into a heap.
Its strange standing in your friend's room completely naked, so you begin to put on the costume...