As Elan runs out of the room to find a ladder, you fall back against the wall, your mind locked in a losing struggle against your body. You grip onto the remaining carpet, praying Elan can find a ladder before things get worse. You close your eyes, trying not to look at your gigantic cock and perpetually expanding muscles. The scent slowly makes it's way back into your nose. You try to resist, but your body inhales the scent seemingly beyond your control. Your cock begins to throb as more precum oozes out of it. You drop down on all fours, struggling to regain control. Your muscles continue to expand. Your tail swings back and forth viciously, knocking over a table. Your cock makes contact with the carpet. The scratchy sensation pulses through your body. Try to resist as you might, you begin to rub your cock against the floor. Your paws attempt to reach for it, but you somehow manage to force them back. But they keep reaching, each time stronger than the last. You exert as much of your strength as you can to keep them back. The push and pull battle has scraped through the carpet and your paws are digging through the floor. You let out a painful scream through your grit teeth as you force your paws back a third time. Suddenly you hear...
"KELLAN!"
Elan has returned with a ladder. "Hurry!" You shout as you position your back toward him. He places the ladder on your back and quickly climbs up. You hold as still as you can. Your body senses what Elan is doing, and you wiggle and shake inadvertently to stop him. "Hold still!" Elan shouts. "I'm trying!" You quickly reply. Elan manages to grab ahold of the zipper, but your control over your body breaks and you shake the ladder off.Elan manages to hold on to the zipper, and as he falls, he pulls the zipper down on the suit. Almost immediately, you feel a sharp pain running down your back. A rush of air bursts from the suit as it begins to shrink. Elan is knocked back into the wall as the suit deflates, tail, muscles, cock and all.
Elan slowly comes to and notices the collapsed suit on the floor. "Kellan!" He calls as he pulls apart the back of the suit. He grabs ahold of you and pulls out your normal sized, naked body. You feel pain every place pain is possible. All you can do is breathe heavily and stare at the suit. After what seems like an eternity of silence, Elan manages to ask, "What the fuck just happened?"
Five hours of cleaning and a twelve pack later...
You stare at a pile of trash bags. Mostly debris and cum soaked rags and paper towels. After profusely thanking him for saving your life, Elan and you agree to never speak of this night again. He takes his DVDs and heads home. You look around at your apartment. Everything you owned in the immediate area was destroyed and now sits in the pile of trash bags waiting to be taken out. The walls and floor are full of holes. You thank your good luck that Jack never showed up tonight, and no one else noticed anything (How, you don't know). Finally, you turn to look at the suit. What seemed like an innocent costume turned you into a monster. But at the same time, the thought remains in the back of your mind that you never looked or felt better than when you were in that suit. Wave after wave of pleasure was continually pulsing through your body. You pick up the suit and stare at it, unsure of what your emotions really are. After staring at the suit for nearly an hour, you've decided...