You yell, "What's happening? Am I roofied?"
Erik says, "No bro and don't worry. It's not permanent. It can be reversed anytime."
You grab the counter to try to stand up again but you can't. You shout, "You knew about this?"
Erik says, "Yes and No. I've bought from Giles before and know most of his costumes are adventurous. I never thought of wearing you as a
costume but I have to thank you Giles. This will be perfect."
Giles says, "I know my customers well. Here, let me help you with him."
Giles picks you up by your torso. You deflate slowly like a basketball with a leak but you still have some shape. However, as Giles lifts you up,
your clothes slide off of you leaving you naked.
Erik asks, "Where's the zipper?"
Giles says, "A zipper would be too obvious and spoil the look. You want this to look authentic, don't you."
Erik smiles, "So even if they strip search me, they won't find a zipper."
Giles says, "That's right."
You realize what they mean and protest, "Don't let them strip search me. It's my body they'd see."
Erik says, "Don't worry, you'll enjoy it. So how do I put him on without a zipper?"
Giles says, "I made his ass extra stretchy so you can crawl inside him."
You protest again but by this time, you've lost so much shape that all you can do is mumble. You keep fighting it but you are losing all ability.
After a few more minutes, you are nothing but a costume. You can't move. You can't make a noise. You just hang limply from Giles' hands.
Then you feel the pressure as Erik crawls inside your ass. It's not painful. You really are super stretchy. But it feels disorienting like you are
being rubbed all over but from the inside, not the outside. Finally, Erik finishes adjusting you into place and you fit snugly. You find it strangely
comfortable to be so skin tight on Erik.
You hear Erik's thoughts, "I told you you'd enjoy it. You're right about being snug. I don't feel like I'm wearing you. I feel naked."
You think, "You've go your dick inside my dick."
Erik thinks, "Yea, so what. You're just a costume. Hey, I feel my own hand on my skin as if I was naked."
You blush and think, "I feel your hand on my balls too."
Erik thinks, "Your balls don't feel like a costume at all. They feel like my balls."
You think, "Quit playing with me."
Erik thinks, "Get this through your empty head. While I'm wearing you, you're just a costume. I'm in control. I'm going to play with my balls
when I want to and you can't stop me."
You think, "I can keep talking."
Erik thinks, "We do have a telepathic link that let's us share thoughts but you can't talk. You can't do anything. You're just along for the ride."
You think, "I'll make you miserable with my constant talking even if that's all I can do."
Erik thinks, "True but I can do far worse to you than you can to me. I could go to that frat party and make you say and do things you'd never
live down."
You think, "You wouldn't"
Erik thinks, "Keep pestering me and I will."
Erik then takes a long look at himself in the mirror and you can see what Erik sees. You hear and feel everything he feels too but you can't do
anything. Erik is in complete control.
In the mirror, it looks exactly like you. You wonder how that worked since you are a bit bigger than Erik but you don't look like you shrank to
Erik's size. There is absolutely nothing different about the way your naked body looks except for what looks like a painted on shirt that reads,
"Erik's Perfect Costume." Then the paint seems to spread to look like painted on clothes from head to foot.
Erik says, "Giles, you shouldn't have."
Giles says, "I figured you might want to get naked sometime at the frat party and this way, you'd still be in costume."
Erik says, "I wasn't planning on stripping but thank you."
Erik finally puts real clothes over top of the painted on clothes and he prepares to leave the store.