Wandering through the store, the couple ended up in a section with female costumes. "Nothing in here for me.", said John. Carrie giggled. "Hey, John... What if you wore a female costume for a while?" "What?! No way. Look, we're on our honeymoon. And I wanted to... celebrate, if you get my drift." "Then you can take the costume off." "Fine, but I want you to get a female costume too. I don't want to be screwed."
John looked through the racks of costumes, and decided on a costume. He held it up and examined it. It was a bunny costume, with big ears, buck teeth, and large breasts. The costume came wearing a red bikini. It made him think of a female Bugs Bunny. "I'll... take this one." "Oh, cute. You'll look great!", said Carrie. John walked toward the dressing room, feeling like he was walking to his doom.
In the room, there was a paper on the wall. "ATTENTION GUEST: To put on costume, strip off all clothing, then step into suit." He removed all his clothing, then slipped on the suit. He couldn't see anything except what the eye holes in the suit would let him see. Suddenly, he felt like he was being stretched in every direction. His face was being stretched to fit the bunny costume's structure. After about a minute of this, the pain stopped. He opened his eyes. Looking at the mirror was the bunny costume he had picked up, but complete, full. His new form had large DD-cup breasts, long, muscular legs, and big feet. His ears were stuck to the top of his head. Speaking of which, he was no longer a "he". John frantically reached down to feel of his crotch, covered by the bikini bottoms. Nothing. He felt ashamed. Empty. Sighing, he put his t-shirt and shorts back on. The shirt was stretched by his breasts, and his legs made the shorts only reached down to half of his thigh.
"C'mon, John! I want to get dressed!", yelled Carrie. John slowly opened the door. "Wow! So real!", said Carrie, in awe. She went up to John and started touching his ears. "Wow! I can't wait to see what I'll be like." "Stop that!", cried John, in a soft voice. Carrie giggled. "Haha! You even sound like a girl!" John looked sad. "Sorry, honey. Look, let me change and then we'll hit the town." "Fine. It's just... I want it back. I don't like the weird feeling that I have down there." "Um, mind if I interrupt?" The couple turned to see a fox girl standing there. "I'm one of the clerks here. Sir, we commonly see men feeling like you, so we usually give them one of these." The girl held out what looked like a rubber penis, complete with balls. "You can strap this on and feel just like you used to. And if the lady wants to try it, she can." John took it from her hand. "I can wear this thing, and it's like the real thing?" "Sir, it IS the real thing when you wear that." John squealed with joy. "Okay, John. I'm gonna pick a costume now."