Felix stripped in the changing room. He checked the mirror to make
sure that it wasn't a two way mirror or one way glass. Satisfied that
no one was spying on them, he shucked off his boxers. Then he pulled
on the oversize Speedo. He hung loosely about his waist. His cock
seemed tiny for only a moment in the huge pouch. Then suit seemed to
cling to him. He looked down at his the charcoal black Speedo that
seemed painted to his body. The pouch bulged out as Felix somehow
managed to fill it out totally. He grinned reaching down to squeeze
his now huge manhood, and his glee turned to horror. Felix's thumb and
finger closed on the bulge in his Speedo. It was empty. His index
finger and thumb squeezed tight on the inflated fabric. He pushed
deep. He couldn't feel anything. Not even smaller normal manhood. He
plunged his thumb deep. It reached the back inside of the suit he was
wearing. His flesh and bone were missing. He spun around and looked
at his butt's reflection in the mirror. His glutes looked perfect as
the Speedo hugged his butt cheeks. Except when he pinched his butt
cheeks, they weren't there. The fabric gave way.
"What's happening to me?" Felix asked.
His hands slid down his torso trying to find purchase between the
fabric of the Speedo and his body, but there was no gap. His skin and
Speedo were one piece. Felix pulled his fingers away from the Speedo
and his body. It looked like he was wearing gloves now. His hands
were now fabric matching the Speedo. He looked at his reflection his
skin had a fine black mesh pattern spreading over his abs and thighs.
As Felix watched as the fabric covered his body, his body expanded.
He was in awe of his now huge chest, massive guns, and - man his
entire body was totally ripped. The fact that he might be hollow
fabric didn't matter as he considered how hugely masculine he looked.
He flashed his black spandex musclebound body a smile. His gums were
black too, and his teeth were wrong. They were too white, and two of
them dangled loosely. He reached up and tugged on one of the loose
teeth. It was a knotted white cord. His teeth were now a string like
the kind that should be in the waist band of a swimsuit, except the
string was strung through his gums. Felix's mouth opened impossibly
wide and his arms and torso shrank downward into the suit. His legs
were retracting up into his torso. He was falling. He landed with a
flopping sound on the changing room floor.
The curtain swung open and the shop clerk entered clapping his hands.
He bent over and picked up the suit. He peeled Felix the swimsuit
away from the suit that transformed. The two garments clung together
as if by static electricity. He lifted Felix out of the original suit.
Then he clipped Felix to a clear plastic hanger with shiny metal
clips. Then he put the magic suit back in the drawer. He returned to
the front of the shop and hung Felix up on the rack.