Casper thought all these things, and more. One question that was bugging him was, what do the rubber anthro animals eat? Do they even need to eat? Or sleep, breathe, or any number of things humans need in order to survive? He decided to find out. He also was curious if he could control the speed of the change.
Up until now, whenever he changed someone into a latex animal, the transformation had been almost instantaneous, as if the person simply stopped being there and a rubber anthropomorphic animal was there instead, albeit a pool-toy like one. He wanted to see the transformation happen, to see the change to rubber occur. He desired this, perhaps because of the ring, or perhaps this desire was what led him to the shop in the first place.
He paid for his sandwich and sat down in an out of the way corner to think about the events of the last few hours. One of two things was happening, either the ring was changing reality, or the ring was altering his perception of reality. Upon further thought, Casper decided that these two events were pretty much one in the same, as far as he was concerned. So, then the question is, the ring is either transforming people, or swapping people with a latex anthro animal version of themselves.
It was about this time that his reverie was interrupted by another customer, a larger woman who was eating her lunch rather loudly, and a bit messily too. The woman was not morbidly obese, but rather plump and stuffing her food into her mouth. You are what you eat, Casper thought, no! You are how you eat!
The idea sprang into his mind, almost fully formed. This woman would be his next transformee, and test subject.
He formed the image in his mind of what this woman's latex anthro animal form would be, concentrating hard on the slow transformation he had in mind for her. A tingle in his finger that bore the ring signaled to him that something was happening. Casper sat back to watch what happened.
It started at her feet, as her grungy shoes seemed to shimmer and disappear, as did her socks, leaving her barefoot. Her two bare feet began to lighten in color to a pinkish shade, the extremities taking on a rubbery sheen. Her toes seemed to darken and swell, merging together as her foot lengthened and stretched, a pair of trotters now. Her leggings vanished next as her legs altered their hue, texture becoming smooth and shiny, a soft hiss of air accompanied by stretching noises and a pop as her behind began to stretch and fill with air, gaining the barcode marking and a curly pig tail just above the cleft of her buttocks. Her shirt and jacket disappeared next, the transformation climbing higher on her form. He watched her nipples blend in and disappear on the front of her large, now air-filled breasts with another soft hiss and pop. The change spreading down her arms, rendering them rubbery, the fingers of each hand seeming to melt together and merging, leaving her with two thick fingers and a thick thumb on each hand. Climbing further, the change filled her jowls with air, themselves changing from flesh to latex, as her nose and mouth pushed forward into a piggy snout, her teeth thickening in her jaw. Her ears began to stretch, becoming rubber and flopping over. Her hair vanished, leaving her bald head shiny and squeaky. A final hiss of air and a definitive pop sounded as her whole body seemed to swell to accommodate new proportions, and the air nozzle appeared where her navel was.
She was as naked as the day she was born, but Casper couldn't see any sex characteristics, aside from the presence of mammary tissue, lacking even nipples. He surreptitiously dropped a napkin off his table and sneaked a peek under her table when he bent to pick it up. As he had thought, the pig woman had no vagina, no genitalia of any kind, just smooth rubber between her thighs. As he straightened, he realized she was still eating, though her choice of food had changed significantly. She still reached into a small bag of what was once chips, but now was a bag of latex balloons, her pudgy fingers stuffing the limp rubber things into her snout, where she chewed for a bit then swallowed the material.
Figures, Casper thought, that a latex creature would eat latex...