Chapter #5The Applebottom Suit by: Ëtalfni   Staring into the empty, eyeless face of the suit, Nick was struck with a memory from his childhood even before the incident with the scouts. In first grade, he could remember having a small crush on his first teacher, a rather chubby young rabbit by the name of Miss Applebottom. One of the distinctive memories Nick had of her was that she had seemed so big in his eyes as a first grader and years later after Nick had had his growth spurt, he had made the startling realization that Miss Applebottom wasn't big at all. She was actually rather short, especially for a bunny.
That was another of the reasons why the suit had reminded Nick of her. Holding it up to himself, Nick found that the outfit barely came up to his waist in height, with plenty of space in the lower body and some in the chest if the bagginess of the suit was any clue. Even the fur pattern was similar to Applebottom's, a very creamy color all over with white patches on her torso. But it was the size of it that made for a daunting task to put it on. Strangely enough though...Nick was considering it.
"I guess I step in through the mouth?" he asked as he brought his foot down inside.
He had expected the internal parts of the suit to feel wet and slimy, but was surprised when it was more akin to an enveloping blanket that was smothering his leg as it slid deeper inside. Despite appearing small on the outside, Nick found that it was quite roomy as he proceeded to fit his other foot inside. The suit seemed to stretch to accommodate his much larger form like it was made of elastic, despite being far too soft for such rugged material. Even as Nick popped his toes into their proper place as his feet expanded the suit's own, it felt more like he was wearing a rather comfortable pair of onesie pajamas. Nick expected to hear the suit groan or tear when he began to pull it up over his much longer torso, but was surprised when the suit seemed to grow with him. Even his tail seemed to stretch out the small bunny tail slot.
By the time Nick had worked his arms into the suit, any shape of the small, chubby bunny the suit represented was gone. The suit had molded itself to Nick's own body shape, making it look just like he had taken on a creamier fur color from the neck below. All that was left was the mask part as he lifted it up and let the suit's "mouth" consume him entirely. He squeezed his ears in first to their proper compartments, like the rest of the suit they had widened out to match his triangular fox ears. The face of the mask stretched out to match his fox snout, far bigger than a bunny muzzle. The only strange part was the pair of buckteeth in the front that settled nicely in between Nick's fangs. In fact, besides that, when he looked in the mirror Nick found that he looked almost exactly the same as he always did only with a different coat of fur.
"How's it going in there?" Stephanie asked from outside the changing room.
"Oh, fine," Nick replied. "I'm a little confused though. Don't get me wrong, this is some high tech stuff to match my body shape so easily. But...I still don't get how this is going to get me to know a certain someone better."
"Well, did you turn the dial on the back of the neck yet?"
Nick felt around and was surprised when his fingers brushed against something hard at the nape of his neck. A short of metal arrow pointed up.
"The suit has three settings," Stephanie explained. "Right now it's probably at the default setting, which make it just a regular suit you can slip on and off. Turn the arrow to your right, however..."
Nick hesitantly obeyed and heard a soft hiss as the suit condensed slightly all around him, like the air was being let out and the outfit had gone from tight so skintight. This was followed by a warm sensation all over his body as he began to feel...Things. Like a prickling sensation all over every inch of his skin. Looking in the mirror, he was met with another surprise as the suit was turning red.
"This suit is state of the art," continued Stephanie. "It's designed so you don't even have to worry about taking it on and off. This second setting adjusts the suit to your body's natural shape and color."
What she said was true. Nick watched as his foxy red color returned right before his eyes. His tongue played around with his teeth to find that the buckteeth were also gone, tucked away somewhere hidden. Most of all though...Nick could feel through the suit itself. Sure, he could still feel his real body there beneath the surface with a thing layer above it. But it literally felt like he was wearing a second skin. Not a hair looked abnormal though as he inspected himself in the mirror. Unless someone felt around his neck and found the dial, they would just assume he was the same old fox.
Nick grabbed the dial around and switched it back to its default setting. The suit instantly disconnected with his nerves and it felt like he was wearing a costume again. Even the fur had changed back to its creamy appearance with the outfit feeling looser again, but still tight. Nick couldn't deny that what he had just witnessed was incredible.
"What's the third setting?" Nick asked, now very impressed with his new toy.
"Turn the dial to your left and find out~"
Nick had no hesitations now as he turned the dial left and felt the suit compress again, letting all the air trapped inside out. Though something felt immediately different as it tightened even further than before, squeezing his skin harder as Nick let out a strained breath.
"Oof! That's a bit tight..."
Somehow, the suit squeezed him even tighter as his fingers and toes went a little numb from the pressure. A moment later, it became even tighter as the numbness extended to his arms and legs, even his snout. It occurred to Nick that the suit was constricting itself like a python around his whole body, the once soft skin now feeling like a whole muscle flexing against him and squeezing harder in a series of waves. When it reached a point where it felt like it couldn't squeeze any harder, somehow it would as Nick doubled over, holding onto the seat in the changing room for support.
"What's happening?" he asked weakly.
"The suit's third setting is designed to shape itself into the form its supposed to represent. In this case, a small bunny. It's going to keep constricting itself until it fulfills that desired outcome."
"But I'm inside the suit!"
"Mm!"
Stephanie not sounding worried about the situation did nothing to relieve Nick of his growing dread. Every few seconds, the suit was constricting itself to a smaller and smaller size. And with it, Nick's body. His natural resistance was putting up enough of a struggle to keep him whole. But the pressure was getting to levels in which it felt like Nick was going to pop like a balloon. Even his bones were starting to creak as the suit pressed his torso inwards.
"Ah ahhh," he groaned, finding that he couldn't even move his arm to reach the dial to stop this. "Too tight....Too tight..."
Just went it felt like his entire body was going to explode, the next wave of constricting happened and something broke. Or rather, that's what it first felt like as Nick stopped resisting for a moment to glance around. Somehow the pressure wasn't getting any higher, though it was still heavy as another wave came. Again, no more pressure though Nick noticed that the bench was a little higher than before.
"Oh god, I'm actually shrinking," he realized as the suit tightened and he lost another inch.
Part of him wanted to keep fighting, but another was curious. If the suit was now so compact that his entire body was being smashed down in size, his bones should be broken and his insides would be crushed. That didn't seem to be the case though as he felt more like he was just being pushed into a smaller and smaller box. Still whole, just condensed.
Nick grunted as his height continued to dip in steady doses. When before the changing room had felt suited for someone his size, now it was feeling big. Gigantic even as his body compacted in on itself. The bench had been up to his waist when he walked in. Now it was up to his chin. Nick's legs wobbled as he tried to hold himself upright. Though he was a smaller package, his weight was still the same. But then when it felt like he couldn't be any smaller, a pause came in the waves.
"What's...Ah..."
Nick' s voice trailed as he felt a distinct pressure again, this time solely on his face. He watched as his long snout began to get sucked in by the suit, shrinking until it was no longer quite so long or foxlike. Nick was too short to see the mirror now, though he could feel the suit begin to make little adjustments like to his snout all over his body.
It started with his ears, which thinned out until they were long and floppy. Then his tail, which the suit pressed into a little ball. His torso came next, as the suit compressed him down another two inches so he didn't have quite such a lanky shape. His stomach thinned and his head shrunk. Before long, Nick was left feeling quite dainty and not at all like a fox. Then the suit changed tactics.
Pressure was released in Nick's feet, allowing them to surge outwards a little until they were rabbit sized. All that trapped body mass had rushed to escape somewhere, after all. Nick learned that the hard way as the pressure lessened around his hips and waist, causing them to balloon outwards like he was a stress ball. More tension was relieved in his chest as well, though Nick was a bit too distracted to pay his new assets much mind. He just wanted it all to end...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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