The tag that was on it said; “This costume has the limited ability to morph into whatever is required.” (CAUTION: Extended usage past 4 hours may cause permanent damage to the occupant.)
The suit was completely genderless in all respects. Everything was covered from head to toe. The “hood” of the costume was very stretchable and molded tightly to her head. Except for the openings for her eyes, mouth and ears nothing showed through. The rest of the suit clung to her body like a second skin. Everything was pressed tightly to her body. From the crotch that lacked any detail to the flat chest, the look of the suit lacked any gender detail. Cyndi was intrigued by the aspect that the suit could change into almost anything. Her domineering boyfriend would be in for a surprise when he gets home tonight. The hefty price she paid to the shopkeeper would be worth it the suit did what the tag said it did.
She had been told by the shopkeeper that all costumes in his shop were linked to the wearer telepathically. All the wearer has to do is to think of the changes and the suit will do the rest. To test out the suit Cyndi thought of what her body looked like before she put the suit on. Magically the suit used a chameleon like ability to match her skin tone. Boobs pushed out from the chest and a virginal like opening appeared between her legs. Hair like extensions began to grow from microscopic follicles of the suit to match her pre-existing body hair. The hair like substance even matched her normal hair length that was covered up by the hood of the suit. Although she was covered by a body suit the reflection in the dressing room mirror showed a naked woman.
“I am going to teach that bastard of a boyfriend a lesson tonight he will not soon forget.” Cyndi said out loud. Than a thought crossed her mind, if this suit can duplicate her body so completely than how will the shopkeeper know I have it on? I could get another costume and the shopkeeper won’t know the difference.
Cyndi hastily grabs another suit off the rack. The costume was a Japanese bubble gum school girl with knee high white boots. “This one will do nicely.” she said to herself.
She puts on the second costume over the first and puts her clothes on the empty hanger. Cyndi walks back to the front of the shop and meets with the shopkeeper. “As part of the cost of the costume rental here is my personal clothing, Mr. Yang.”
Mr. Yang, the shopkeeper accepted the garment bag from Cyndi. In broken English he reminded her about the rest of their deal. “U haave fo our to return costume to shop please, much danger if late.”
“Thank you Mr. Yang, I won’t forget.” Cyndi said as she returns the bow she got from Mr. Yang. She exits the shop and heads back to the office party to surprise her boyfriend/co-worker. “That old man never caught on that I had on two costumes.”
Back in the shop an evil grin forms on Mr. Yang’s face. The humble looking Japanese shopkeeper stands up straighter and grows a little bit bigger. He puts Cyndi’s personal clothing on the rack with the rest of the costumes. As soon as the hanger makes contact with the rack the clothing changes into another chameleon suit.