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In a familiar part of town in a familiar sex shop, the familiar chicken anthro was gone for a bit. Despite being a chicken anthro, she had to sleep. However, the store was open 24 hours a day 7 days a week. Both the chicken and cow women, the women stuffed into their latex suit were brought in for the day and placed in special beds. It was late at night and there was a lone woman running the store, sitting and waiting for someone to come buy something, or someone to work for the store. The employee was told what she should do if someone wanted a job and, while she wasn't a particular fan of the method, she would do what her boss said, if only because the pay was that good.

A female stepped into the store and glanced around curiously. "Excuse me? Is anyone... oh." The female turned to the employee with a soft smile. "Hey, one of my friends went missing and I'm trying to help the police track her down. I used a thing on my phone here." She pulled up her cell phone. "And it says that her phone is around here. Did she drop by earlier and lose it or something?"

The employee casually shrugged to the female. "We do get several customers a day here. You're telling me she lost her cell phone? What was her name?" She glanced down to a massive safe, a safe which she knew contained various turned off cell phones, wallets, and all kinds of private things from people, people which she didn't share their fate about. "Actually, in any case, I don't have access to those cell phones to tell you and the boss won't be in until later today."

The woman frowned at the employee. "So you have cell phones, but you're telling me you can't get access to them?" She sighed frustratingly. "Okay, how about I... um..." She scratched her head. Something told her this place was not only strange, but that her friend must have been here. She wanted to explain why she knew this feeling. "Can I take a look around? Would you mind? There's no big secrets or anything you're hiding, is there?"

The employee glanced at the door in the back. "Well, I suppose you can take a look at our stock, so long as I walk with you." She walked over next to the woman and then pointed to the metal door. "Say, are you interested in a position here? We're looking for someone to... um..." She hesitated. "It's a spot at the store and I think you would be perfect for it."

The woman shook her head. "I'll pass, but I'll give you my name. My name's Alexandria, Alex for short." She walked up to the metal door and tried to open it, but any attempt failed.

"It's locked." The employee pulled out her key and opened up the back room for her to see the many sexual supplies on the other side. "And are you sure? We have many positions open for our advertisement position and it pays very well. You get free housing and free food." The employee smiled at Alex. "I can show you the uniform. I think you might be very interested in it."

Alex immediately went into the back when the employee opened up the door for her. "I don't think a uniform is going to convince me to want to work. Free housing and food might make the job worth thinking about with the way the world's going but..." Alex shook her head. She had to find her friend, or any sign of her friend for that matter. Deep down, she wasn't sure why she was in the back. If her friend went missing, surely someone would have found her in the stock room, though the stock room for the tiny store was surprisingly massive, as if it were bigger on the inside than it was the outside. "I recall she said she was going to get a position here now that I think about it, but I'm not sure if she got it."

"Oh? We do get several applicants. Many of them hear about free housing and they just can't help themselves. Here." The employee turned Alex down one aisle where there were several outfits hung up on display. "These are some of the uniforms you could be wearing if you worked here. Are you sure you're not interested? I'll let you try wearing one of them if you want."

Alex shook her head once more. She was getting tired of this employee. "Look, I'm not..." She was quickly getting tired of this tour. Obviously her friend wasn't anywhere... just before she finished her thought, she heard a strange bovine moo that almost sounded like her. "Huh? What was that?" She turned to see another door, one with a very large 'KEEP OUT' sign above it. "You... house cows?" No, that was impossible. Something was up with this place!

The employee pulled a small remote out of her pocket and pressed a button. "Well, I offered to put you in a suit." From overhead, a large mechanical claw zoomed over. The employee raised her head and positioned it right above Alex. With the press of another button, the claw swooped down and grabbed onto her as if the employee were playing a massive crane game machine. "We'll have to do this the hard way."

"HEY!" Alex thought something was odd when the employee looked up, but suddenly grabbed her like that! She tried to wrestle free, but the crane held onto her tightly. "I said I didn't WANT to be a stupid employee! What the hell!" Alex pulled out her phone, but the employee wrestled it away from her. "Is this what you're doing to everyone? I'm calling the cops! Dammit they know I'm here looking for her, they'll find this place and they'll ask questions and you'll be in big giant trouble!"

"You would think that." The employee shrugged. "But we have ways of keeping the authorities under control. Besides, it's not as if they're being held against their will." The employee smiled at Alex. "They come here willingly, they put on the suit, and they do their job. They do a very good job at being the animals they're dressed up as, and you will too. We have to put you through the proper training. I'm thinking a fierce girl like you should be a bull. How about you?"

"A bull is a male! You want to make me a bull? First thing I'm going to do is fuck you!" Alex growled. She tried to swing the crane to strike the employee, but to no avail. "HELP! SOMEONE HELP!" She cried out. Someone, anyone had to come for her, right?

"We'd better get you suited up before you get any louder. Thankfully these cranes are designed to pick up those who misbehave and put them back in the chair for... rehabilitation." The crane rose up above the many shelves and began to move along a path. "We'll set you up in the chair in the suit and we'll get things started! You... will have to remove your clothes though." She rubbed her chin while looking up at Alex. With a joystick she controlled the crane to move with her and she called out to her as Alex was a good twenty feet in the air. "Do you want to do this the easy way or the hard way? I already know the answer so this is more of an obligation to ask."

Alex glared frustratingly at the worker. Her hands curled into balls and her legs tensed back. "Oh, no, no. By all means come close and undress me. I won't bite you at all, no sir. Just come close and bring that remote. I'll behave." She spoke through gritted teeth and a burning rage in her eyes. She broke her fists only to try to grasp the metal claws holding her. The spaces between the grips were too narrow for her to climb out of and she was much too high to safely drop out of the claws to the hard solid ground beneath her.

"I know that's a look that says you'll absolutely murder me." The employee rolled her eyes with a light scoff. "Okay, so we're going to do this the hard way. Hopefully that chicken resolved all the problems with these claws. Last person dislocated an arm." The woman brought the crane over to a chair positioned on the ground that almost resembled that of a wheelchair, except the chair itself looked detachable from the giant wheels it was on. "Now, this chair goes from this chair to another sort of ride you're on now, but instead of a crane it's a chair. A cow you might know went through a similar process, but in order to become a bull we have to do a few things differently." The employee brought out a massive red suit with two plastic black horns, the suit of a bull. She set the suit on top of the chair and opened up the back by the zipper. "So here's the suit." She lowered the crane. "All that's left is to get rid of those clothes of yours."

"Yeah, you know that's going to happen over my fucking dead body, right?" She was sarcastic a moment ago, but that was incredibly obvious to this employee. No amount of swinging her body to get the crane to move would work though. She glanced around for any sign of anything attempting to remove her clothes. She'd fight off all that the same. She wasn't going to go down without a damn fight!

"I have to give you credit, you've got a LOT of fight in you. A bull is really the perfect creature for you." Placed close enough to the chair, mechanical arms came out of that and reached for Alex, eight arms in total to grab at the woman. "But all animals, no matter how much of a fight they put up, eventually succumb to their owners, just like you will to me."

The mechanical arms grabbed Alex's shoes and, while she kept struggling in an attempt to kick them off, the claws held her shoes so strong that they pulled them right off. They then grabbed her sleeves, but she grabbed the thin arms right back. "Hah! I'll rip these damn things off!" She pulled the cords to her in an attempt to tear them off from the base of the chair, but it only extended their reach. "What the heck?" She tried to grab them again, but a second larger pair of arms immediately grabbed her wrists firmly, holding onto them so tightly that any attempt to pull away from them resulted in a lot of pain. "Argh!"

"It's kind of cute that you think you can win this. You know there are a lot of mechanical arms in that chair, right? Even if you tore them off, more would come out. Moreover, the chair might malfunction with you inside of it if you rip off its arms, and that might not be very good for your health in the long term if you get what I'm saying." The employee commented, messing around with the remote and buttons. "But it's your choice how much energy you want to waste trying to struggle."

Alex was already starting to feel tired, but the thought of being captured forever by this employee, by this store, was enough to keep her going even as the claws pulled off her socks and tore her shirt to take that off leaving her in pants and bra. More arms grabbed her, more than she bothered to try to count and restrained her while they removed her pants, bra, and underwear, all while keeping her restrained in the big mechanical claw. No amount of kicking, punching, pushing, pulling, or even screaming obscenities did a thing to aid her, though it made her feel better to shout at the employee.

"I have to admit, you know how to struggle." The employee watched Alex kick and scream at the arms, but all in vain. The claw that held her was open enough for the smaller arms to undress her, and once she was nude, two arms held onto her feet and began to lower her into the red bull suit underneath, right onto the chair. "Personally, I almost wonder if we shouldn't use some... morphine? Is that the right word? Something to calm you down is what I'm getting at. I'm not worried about you escaping, these arms have been tested to hold down a bull of your stature, I'm more worried about you hurting yourself trying to get out."

Alex's muscles began to feel sore from the struggling. The inside of the suit felt soft the moment the arms forced her feet into it, but it didn't make her feel any better about being forced into this situation. Part of her wondered if she played along so that she might find a way out afterwards. They couldn't keep her chained up forever, could they? But then how were the others restrained? Part of her wanted to see her friend, to see the others held in the store. What kept them here? "Ugh... I don't need anything to calm me down."

"If you keep struggling then we just might have to use something on you." The employee stated firmly with an angry glare. The massive claw opened up and freed Alex from that, but not from the many mechanical arms forcing the naked girl into the bull suit. However, once her feet and legs got into place, the arms let go and allowed them to remain untouched in that suit, if only because getting them out would prove difficult for the girl. "Now if you cooperate, that's another story entirely. We're not enslaving you. We're going to pay you whether you agree to do this or not, and pay you very comfortably."

The inside of the suit felt plush for Alex. Had she not been wrestling to free herself, she probably would have enjoyed that sensation. However, along with the plush feeling the suit also felt incredibly moist in ways she'd rather not describe, as if someone wore it already. For her to be naked in such a suit made her feel very uncomfortable. Moreover, she picked up the scent that someone was in this suit, and when her cunt hit the crotch of the suit, she shuddered at how that was the wettest spot of all! "Uhn... I don't... this has to be kidnapping on some level whether or not you're PAYING me!"

"Maybe, but we don't mistreat you. Well, besides making you wear the suit." The arms began to zip up the suit as Alex was forced into it. One arm, then the other, then finally her head before the suit zipped itself up entirely. The suit's hands gave Alex very little dexterity to toy around with to get the zipper off, well and it was stuck zipped up anyways, along with the glue that kept her in the suit, odds were she wasn't getting out for a very long time. "You do what we say and we treat you well." The arms did have to hold her in place a bit longer for the straps on the chair to also restrain her. "But, you have to prove to us that you will behave well and not play some sort of trickery."

Alex was already thinking of the things she might be able to do. Her struggling was less, but she turned her head away from the employee and fumed while thinking of something, anything to break free from this situation. Gaining her trust sounded as if it wouldn't be enough, no she'd have to do a lot more than that. 'What else can I do?' She pondered. She turned back to the employee and sighed. Her sweat contributing to the already damp suit didn't make her feel exactly comfortable. "Whatever. What, do I go through some kind of training now?"

"Something like that, but first there's something about the bull that's missing with you. See, a bull has a cock. You lack one, and the suit lacks one." The employee pulled out what appeared to be a rubber looking bull dildo, a massive cock on both ends with a set of balls on both ends too with only a small gap between the balls. "So we're going to have to put this in you and make sure it doesn't come out. Oh it has a hole by the way so if you need to pee, then you can do it through here! Isn't that wonderful? It'll function like a real cock, minus the ability to impregnate others."

Alex's eyes grew wide at the sight of that cock. Her heart pounded faster once more as a surge of adrenaline filled her body, but with nowhere to go, she could only struggle in vain once more. "The suit is one thing, but you're not going to insert THAT!" She glanced down and saw her lack of tits from the suit. A small mound stuck out, but that was about it, as if the suit made her tits vanish underneath the outfit. She saw the six pack abs which would have been impressive if not for how frightened she was. There was also no spot she noticed where that cock would go! "Ugh! You guys really are sick, making people do stuff like this!"

"Hey, the farm animals really enjoy it." The employee put the cock between Alex's legs and stuffed it into a small hole that was nearly invisible until stretched. The shaft tilted upwards and found Alex's vaginal lips with little problem and, with a bit of a push, the cock penetrated Alex. "It's lubricated with a special fluid so the sensitivity shouldn't go down for a very long time. Plus there's the whole you humping someone else makes it move around in you as well for more intense pleasure. I think a horny bull would work, wouldn't you? We can totally try to set you up with a personality if you want the hypnosis!"

Alex's face, the only part of her visible from the red suit, turned as red as the suit when the rubber cock penetrated her vaginal lips. She bit down hard to prevent unleashing any satisfying moans the employee undoubtedly wanted to hear. "Ahn... f-fuck you!" Her hands balled into fists inside the suit, not that it could be seen as the hands of the suit were hooves, the same as feet. "I don't need any damn hypnosis!" Hypnosis was a load of bull anyways, she didn't want to be susceptible to it, therefore she wouldn't be affected by it! That was her rationale, at least.

"With this cock you very well could! See, it pulses and throbs and you can feel it doing so in your cunt." The employee felt it with a chuckle. "But now we have to give you a special diet to make you as big and strong as a bull." The remote seemed to function for more than just the crane and arms as with more button pressing, the chair went into the back. "I'm thinking of a massive protein diet. The last one we got had to be stuffed with all sorts of food to get as fat as a cow, but you... yes, you need to be big and strong. Though you also need to smell like a horny bull too, so perhaps a visit into our small spray room should do the trick." She paused. "Name pending."

Alex hated how the employee was planning out what to do with her. A special diet would take forever to change her body, plenty of time to figure out how to escape though. She was already thinking of things she could do to get out of this predicament, though the throbbing and gentle vibrations of the cock in her cunt made any thought twice as difficult. She watched as the employee brought her into a giant factory-like room with all sorts of smaller machinery, but still big enough to put people inside of. She looked up at the track the chair was on and noticed it went into all of those machines, including a spinning vat up top. Just how many of these things was the employee going to force her in? "I don't need to smell like a bull." She mumbled. "The suit smells bad enough as is." Likely thanks to the sweat of several others that wore the suit before her.

"The suit might smell bad, but it could be badder. Worse? Ah whatever." The employee opened up the doors to a small machine, the size of a phone booth. The chair went inside of it, and then the employee closed the door and sealed Alex in darkness and silence. After a short moment, a loud buzzer rang and a burst of odor shot out from various small holes inside the machine pointed right at Alex to give her a new scent. The scent smelled like a horny bull, which was hard to describe when Alex had never encountered one. A hint of salt and a stronger scent of unpleasant musk.

Alex held her breath as long as she could. Her cheeks puffed up and she glanced up to see cameras in the near dark room. Unable to hold her breath for more than a few seconds, she unleashed a huff of air and then took a breath to be greeted by the strong stench of musk, strong musk that now belonged to her. 'God. Why?' She thought to herself, trying to keep her breath held again, but it was of no use. Even if she was able to hold her breath forever, it would not mask the odor she emitted to others.

The door opened up to the small room and Alex was brought outwards to see the employee once more. Alex immediately glared at the woman, ready to shout a few certain four and even a few dreaded five letter words, though she knew it would do no good. No amount of yelling, screaming, or fighting was going to free her from this prison.

"Whew! You really smell like a bull in a dirty barn!" The employee said with a laugh. "Do you even know what that smells like? Oh, the scent of manure. I know one actor who'd detest you. How do you feel?"

"Raging mad as if I'm seeing red in my eyes." Alex grinded her teeth together as she tried to keep calm, knowing anger would not accomplish anything in this predicament. "How much more do we have to go through?"

"There are usually a few different things, but I think a dip in the black goo and you should be set! Well, that and an orgasm usually does the trick and I have a plan for that." The employee smiled happily at Alex. With another push of a button the chair moved once more, this time moving upwards, right above a massive vat.

Alex was having a sense of deja vu, as if this had happened once before, but she knew she had never been in a place like this. She looked down at the swirling rushing waters, and then at the employee who was now a far distance away.

"Are you ready for the big drop?" The employee shouted from down below. "You remember how you held your breath earlier? You might want to do it again for this part! I hear this stuff is toxic if you swallow any of it, but it's safe to get on your skin! Just nowhere else!"

With a big rumble the chair began to lower. Alex glanced down at the rushing water and bit her lower lip. She felt the wetness of the water through the hooves, her legs, her crotch, and then she took a deep breath as she was dunked into the black water. She hoped this would remove the odor that got put onto her body, but she had her doubts.

The chain slowly raised back up and Alex opened up her eyes after. She couldn't wipe the liquid from her face, but it was quick to come off her, though getting out of the suit was another story. 'Ugh. This is so disgusting. What was that supposed to do? The suit feels a lot tighter on me, still a little plush and soft, but tighter... was that what it did? What kind of goop does that?' Alex hated all of this. She wanted to be out and done with this employee and this store. The vibrations from the dildo in her cunt were not helping her feel better. She smelled of a dirty horny bull and felt filthy. What were they even going to do with her once this was over? She was definitely going to plan for an escape and she knew the employee was aware of that. Where would they put her?

"I'm just going to do one more thing for you, and you can consider this a nice thing. Fact is, you're going to be doing this a lot when you're living here and I know you're going to like it. We had to get ol bessy up and awake for this, but I know she'll love it too." The chair Alex was on moved down in front of another chamber. From the chamber, there was a faint mooing sound. "Let's not waste any time! Are you ready to meet your lover?"

'My lover?' Alex heard the mooing noise on the other side which sounded almost bovine, but also very, very human, like a human faking the cow noise but doing so incredibly well, as if they lived their entire life doing it. "Do I have a choice?" She was sopping wet, smelly, and thanks to the dildo in her cunt, constantly aroused. Arousal was the last thing on her mind when hatred filled her thoughts. "You're saying like, am I expected to easily break free of this chair and mount whatever's in there like they're some kind of sex toy? You know what I'm going to do when I'm free from my bonds."

"Oh I know what you're going to be doing, and it's not what you're thinking." The door opened and the chair went into the chamber along with the employee. The door then immediately slammed shut behind the two and revealed a cow girl! Well, a cow girl in a suit almost exactly like Alex's own. This girl revealed the cow's cunt directly to Alex at that! "It's our cow." The employee said happily. "I forget her name so I just call her bessy. Betsy maybe? Ah whatever it was, she's here and she's horny. Now I don't have a cock, but you've got just the thing to sate her yourself, if you get where I'm going with this!"

Alex knew who the cow girl was the moment she saw that behind. The scent and the appearance was very off, but she just instinctively knew that was her friend, or it used to be. She saw the suit of the fluffy cow behind and the exposed sex, a pair of parted cow lips and her shaft throbbed harder, the shaft that wasn't truly hers but simply attached to her. It was obvious what the employee wanted her and the cow girl to do. "You're really expecting me to do that the first thing you let me out of this chair?" Yet, her eyes remain locked on that cow butt. The scent of the cow girl was strong too, and it was... a good smell for her.

"Mooo!" The cow let out a bovine call. The face beyond the costume of the cow was impossible to see as the mask covered her up entirely. She turned to face Alex, and let out another call.

Alex felt herself freed from her restraints, and yet the employee was right about her. The first thing she wanted to do was rush the employee, but the look and scent of the cow in front of her made the fake cock of hers throb and pulse harder than ever. She stared unblinking at the cow's cunt, knowing what the employee wanted her to do. Deep down, she wanted to do the same, but one question to be answered, did the cow want it? She couldn't tell the cow's expression with the strange suit on her, a suit almost identical to Alex's own.

"Go on, mount her. Can't you hear her catcalls?" The employee giggled. "Or maybe I should say cow calls? She wants the bull's cock in her, your cock. Go on, penetrate her and have fun, hump her all day and all night. It's not as if you have to worry about emptying your balls when the cock is a dildo anyway." She walked behind Alex and gave that fuzzy ass of hers a firm smack with her free hand while holding the remote with the other.

Alex didn't bother turning to the employee, but she had a feeling the employee had a button on the remote that would work as a safety mechanism should she turn to attack her. She kept her eyes and shaft on the cow girl and, unable to resist, jumped on top of the cow girl. She felt the soft plush hide of the cow girl through her hide, not wondering how that was even possible but more wanting to have her way with the girl. She thrust the rubber dildo into those nether lips of the suit, pushing it into the cow girl's vaginal lips inside the suit. Alex felt the cow girl through the vibrating rubber dildo. The moment she penetrated her vaginal lips, the ones inside the suit, her own mask began to seal over her face, slowly eliminating what was left showing of her humanity to the outside world.

The door to the chamber opened and the employee walked out with a smile on her face. The chicken boss would be happy to have a bull around! And the moment she walked out she found herself... face to face with the chicken anthro standing right in front of her with her arms crossed. "Um... hi boss! I just ah... I found someone to be the perfect bull!"

"You found the perfect bull, but you didn't make her sign the right paperwork. Do you know the kind of trouble I'm going to get into?" The chicken had a beak, yet it was clear to see she had a frown on her face, mostly from her eyes furrowed at the employee. "I'm going to have to forge so much shit and lie so much. I'm already having problems with the cow and she signed all her paperwork! You could very well get this place shut down with that kind of behavior, Erica!

Erica's own smile immediately turned into a frown. "I mean... she was... I was asking her about it, then one thing led to another and she became the bull. But I mean, we can try to get her out and use hypnosis on her if you really dislike it." Erica stammered. She stepped back, her back up against the closed chamber. It wasn't hard to hear the sounds of the mating taking place inside.

"No amount of hypnosis is going to fix THAT." The chicken pointed behind Erica. "No, no. I think there is a way you can help me fix this though. You're going to help me try out my latest invention. The chambers and this massive room are a little cumbersome." She turned around and signaled the employee. "Come with me."

Erica kept her head to the floor while following the chicken. She wasn't sure what the chicken was going to do, but she knew better than to disobey. She had worked with the chicken long enough to know what happened to those that fouled up the fowl. "What... invention is it?" She wondered. "Is it... reversible?" She knew the punishment for several employees that messed up, but the pay here was too good to turn down. She swore several employees almost wanted to become farm animals because of the good pay and the wonderful treatment here that they got. Human life wasn't exactly pleasant for several.

"They're all reversible with the right techniques. Well. Maybe not the hypnosis." The chicken anthro shrugged. She went through a door with Erica and revealed another room, a small room, but with a massive chamber, almost like in the previous room. Once inside, the chicken anthro closed the door behind Erica. "See, as I've said, too many chambers in the last one. This one chamber does all of the work of the many other chambers, plus several more! The liquid, the scent, the mating setting, everything you could imagine and more. They just finished building it last week and I've tested it a few times, but I'd really like to see what it can do."

Sterile scent greeted Erica's nose. She hated the smell of such cleanliness, of new equipment, but what was she to do? The chicken anthro had her in her shop, and that was as far as she needed to make a person do anything. Erica never figured out how the chicken anthro had this place built with such technology that the moment a person went through the doors that they were trapped and the deeper they went, the harder it was to escape. She glanced at the door to the chamber, and then at the chicken. "Is there... do I have to sit in one of those chairs?" Her body shook with fear. What was this chicken anthro going to make her do?

"No chairs." The chicken anthro spoke with confidence. She pulled out a key and unlocked the chamber in front of her before turning to Erica. She motioned for the woman to enter. "You just walk in there alone, undress and wear the suit in there, and await further instructions." She smirked. "Or you could always try to escape and see where that gets you."

Erica knew very well just where escaping would get her. One reason hypnosis wasn't used on some people was because they were more cooperative than the others. Not necessarily true in the case of the cow that just had to be so fat that they couldn't escape. Heck, the bull could have in theory gotten out if she was strong and clever enough. "Okay..." She reluctantly went into the chamber with her eyes on the white tiled floor. As she walked into the mechanical room, she raised her head, and her eyes grew wide at the suit that hung there in the center. "No! Not that! Anything but that!"

The chicken anthro already closed the door to the chambers and locked them. The chamber was a metal enclosure. Erica knew fleeing would be impossible without assistance, and the chicken anthro not only made sure employees didn't use cell phones at work, she took them away and locked them up until the end of their shifts! She stared at the suit in front of her, a black and white suit with a long fluffy tail. The suit was made out of the same material as the bull and cow, so she knew it would be comfortable on the inside, though that hardly made her feel better. "A skunk... a skunk suit. She wants me to wear a skunk. Who finds that sexy?"

Erica took off her clothes and revealed her plain looking body, knowing very well she wasn't going to win this. She had been around the chicken anthro long enough to know such things. "Just what do you have planned for a skunk anyways?" She asked as she stepped into the suit. She was sure the chicken was watching her somehow and could talk with her. She didn't know how it was possible, but her boss ran the place in ways Erica never thought could be real. The skunk suit was like so many other suits, but not as damp inside of it, as if not many had worn it. 'This feels like a heck of a punishment.' The suit had a top, but Erica was hesitant to slip the head over her hair.

"Ah good, I see you already put the suit on. That makes things easier. Now, the first thing we're going to do is adjust your hair. I want to show you how much more advanced this chamber is compared to what we normally use." A panel slid open and revealed a small cascade waterfall onto a large pool below, though the waterfall had black and white colors on it with a white center, and black sides. "You are to dip your entire head in there and get your hair wet. It should dye your hair the same color as the water."

"Um... question? Before I do this, and I want to point out I'm willing to do this voluntarily, what would happen if you locked up someone in here that didn't want to do it? Do you have more mechanical hands?" Erica was trying to get a feeling for what exactly this room could do to her. She feared the worst, which was why she was trying to be as polite as possible about her questions, but the more she knew, the better chance she'd have of figuring out what she might do to get out of here at some point. As far as she knew, any person or employee that put on a suit never took it off, but she was hoping to be the exception, not the norm.

"Ah yes, we have new mechanical hands for this room if you'd like to see them!" From above, two panels opened up and two mechanical hands appeared, though these hands looked very different. The long tubes attached to the arms were thicker and the end of the hand had five flexible fingers on what appeared to be one white glove per hand. "They're stronger against those that try to cut the cords attached to them with their grip, also both stronger, and softer at the same time! Now, are you going to wash your hair, or am I going to have to do it myself?" The chicken anthro spoke so proudly over the intercom into the chamber.

Erica turned her attention back to the water and walked over to it. The size of the waterfall was just big enough for her head to slip under. 'I'll do it, but I won't like it.' She knew better than to say such things out loud. With a frustrated sigh, she dipped her head underneath the water, though she did it extremely quickly. In less than a moment she put her head in, and then pulled it back out away from the water. The short dip was enough to soak her head and change her hair color. She noticed a mirror in another panel, likely something the chicken anthro did, and she was able to see how her hair had changed. She tossed her hair behind her head and from the mirror she saw that her hair was mostly black with but one white stripe down the center. 'Why are we even dying my hair when the suit's head will cover it up anyway? Unless we're not going that far?' She pondered. She didn't look at the face of the suit out of fear of what it might look like.

"That's a special kind of dye, it permanently renders your hair that way! You can cut it, but it'll grow back that way! Now, the head of the skunk suit is a little smaller than that of the other suits. You have some more flexibility of your mouth in that suit, but it's for a good reason! See, we're going to have to make you into a special skunk, not a kind that necessarily advertises the same way as our current animals, but something else entirely. How much we have to change you will depend on your cooperation, but there's no hypnosis. Just... well... moving on to the next step, we have to make some adjustments to your senses." The waterfall panel vanished and a new one opened up to reveal... a large cigar with a lighter. "Have a smoke."

"I ah... I appreciate the offer, but I'm not a smoker." Erica knew how bad such things were. Maybe the chicken anthro wouldn't be so bad to her. She's been cooperative with her every step of the way. Sure, she screwed up on the bull, but she meant well. The chicken anthro must have known that. "Let's just move on to the next thing you want to do with me." She patted her suit. 'This is soft, but it doesn't feel as... fluffy? Like more of a fursuit than a full plush... I can't say it's bad. I have more mobility, but I still can't take it off with big thick paws like these.' She flexed her fingers attached to big massive paws twice three times the size of mittens, with about as much dexterity.

"I wasn't asking you." The chicken anthro's tone was clear. "Pick up the cigar. Put it in your mouth. Light it. Smoke it. It's part of your transformation."

Erica's heart sank. Smoking was part of her change? Just what was the chicken anthro going to do to her? Hesitantly, she picked up the cigar and put the tip in her mouth. 'Tastes like earthy paper.' She thought before lighting it and taking a breath in. A smoke or two couldn't hurt a person that much, right? She'd never do it again after this, she swore! She breathed the smoke in, and then let out a rapid series of coughs as her lungs initially rejected it! She managed to hold onto the cigar with her thick paws, though she had to grip it tightly with all of her hands to keep it from slipping to the ground.

"So as you're aware, I'm trying to step away from hypnosis. That said, I'm trying out a new form with chemicals! Cigars are unhealthy, yeah I know that. This cigar has a special thing inside of it that's pretty important. You see, people get addicted to a lot of different things and, while it's unfortunate for many people to get addictions, it's important to study them as well. This chemical introduces a simulant in the brain that is self-sustaining. That is, you'll keep getting it forever. Typically a smoker will cut down on their smoking over time to reduce the ill-side effects, but this chemical? You'll never be able to quit smoking! You'll be smoking from now until the day you die, and if you try to quit, the dependency gets worse and worse. You'll suffer from stronger and stronger withdrawals without smoking and you'll absolutely NEED a smoke at some point! I'm not sure how long it is between them, but it's long enough not to disturb your sleep... well... not that much, I think." The chicken anthro giggled. "We're going to newfound heights with our advancements if this works on you! Companies will pay BILLIONS to gain access to a chemical that people can never get out of their bodies that make them addicted to something!"

Erica frowned. 'Is that what that is? Ugh. It feels like black tar dripping down my throat.' And yet, she knew the chicken anthro would want her to smoke the whole thing. She didn't feel any different from smoking it besides being incredibly dirty, but with a sigh, she took another puff, and then another. "How long do I have to keep doing this?" She asked with a raspy voice. She coughed a few times to clear up her throat, unleashing a bit of phlegm onto the ground, black colored phlegm with aid from the cigar. The smoke from the cigar was just as earthly and salty as the paper, highly unpleasant and leaving her with a very dry mouth.

"Oh, one puff is enough to get you addicted. I'd advise keeping a pack of smokes and finding a favorite flavor. The one we use is a generic flavor but I'm sure you can find a favorite. You can imagine your healthcare MIGHT go up a bit for being a chronic smoker though. Anyways, next change will have to be more... extreme. It's one more chemical change! The good news is we're only going to do three of them to you, the bad news is... well, I'm sure you'll get adjusted to it in due time, so no bad news to be had! Next is this." The panel with the cigar vanished and part of the floor opened up to reveal what appeared to be a deep hot tub. "You're familiar with the latex dip we make people do, yes? This is a procedure like that, but... this time it not only adjusts the suit to fit, but changes the wearer underneath it."

The moment the water appeared was the same moment a rancid stench filled the air and immediately hit Erica's nose. She coiled back away from the water in disgust. "It smells like rotten eggs!" She shouted, unable to help herself. She knew that the chicken anthro liked to go about these transformations in stages. Every stage was more humiliating than the last. She had to wear a skunk suit, the chicken was making her crave another cigar and cigarette already, her hair was dyed, and now the chicken expected Erica to take a bath in rancid water! While the water looked normal, she knew there was something so special about it. "How can I take a bath in water that smells so... BAD?" She knew the chicken anthro was inevitably going to force her to do it, but she feared she was going to gag and vomit, or pass out from the horrible stench! The chicken was really pushing her luck with this!

"Hold your nose and realize the smell won't be so bad after about ten second underwater." the chicken replied casually. "You know the drill. You either take a dip, or I persuade you forcefully."

'I know we change the person's suit to smell like the animal they are, but this is ridiculous. Smelling like a bull or a cow is tolerable, but a skunk is unbelievable! How am I supposed to tolerate a suit smelling like that? God, I'd rather...' Erica paused. The chicken really would do a lot of worse things to her if she said no, in addition to making her stink so much anyways. "Fine." She muttered. She'd just have to get used to breathing through her mouth the rest of her life. Hesitantly, she walked up to the water and took a breath through her mouth, smelling the foul rotten egg scent even that way. Breath held, she dove into the water regretfully, knowing what she was going to smell like when she got out of there, and preparing for the worst.

Erica rose up from the water after no more than ten seconds in there, counting the time quickly. She let out a sharp gasp, but knew better than to remain in that water. She put her sopping wet hands up on the ground and pulled herself up. The suit made it much harder to climb out, but with strength through panicking, she managed to free herself from the smelly water and plopped down on the ground as if she were a wet fish. "Ugh! That stinks!" She shouted again. She'd take the smell of cigarettes any day over the smell of that water!

"I'm sure it stinks as bad as you do now! Like the cigar you just had, this will change you too! I wonder if you'll be able to figure it out before I can tell you?" The chicken kept it short, if only because she could not stop laughing at Erica's predicament!

Erica thought of a few four letter and even five letter words to tell the chicken, but she refrained from actually stating them. She took a breath again, followed by another... and then another. 'Huh?' She smelled the rotten foul odor from the water on her, that much she couldn't deny, yet the smell was slightly different in a way that she... didn't mind it? She wished she could explain that better. She didn't mind the odor on her that absolutely reeked. She glanced back at the water and knew it smelled horrible, as did she, yet it wasn't bad to her. "What... Did it change my nasal passages or something?"

"Something like that. See, everybody puts out a natural musk. Usually from their armpits and crotch and such." The chicken explained. "Your scent, your body odor, is now that of the scent from the tub. Therefore, you no longer mind the smell as much because it's one that smells just like you. You stink so bad that the suit isn't going to protect anyone, and even when you DON'T have the suit on you're going to smell so bad that you'll attract a male skunk before a man!" The chicken laughed. "But that does remind me, your new role is going to involve a lot of mating! Well, if you're LUCKY it'll involve mating. I can only imagine what kind of men will be attracted to you. We'll offer cheap prices, I'm sure we'll get a few catches."

'What are you talking about?' Erica thought to herself. She opened her mouth to ask, but she was unsure what she should say. "Am I... being relocated to a different job?" She had to find a good way to phrase her question. She tried to ignore the scent around her that smelled so foul, and it was frighteningly easy to do as it was now her smell, her own body odor.

The chicken laughed. "Of course! What, do you think you can keep working here when you smell like that? No, we're just going to switch your roles. You'll still be working for the store, but as... a skunk hooker rather than a normal employee. Your job? Attract customers to you, get money, and then you'll get a cut of the profits."

"So, I'm a hooker?" Erica frowned at the idea of being a horrid skunk hooker, out on the streets smoking a cigar with an aroma so strong that she emitted a green stench around her body. She shivered at the kind of men who would actually be attracted to that. What kind of shop would allow such a trashy hooker? Actually, what kind of job created such a hooker? "I'm not that much into sex!" Especially when it came to those kinds of men, women, or anything in between for that matter! Becoming a skunk was one thing, especially since she prayed it was temporary, but the further along her changes went, the less sure she was on these changes being short term.

"You're not just any hooker, you're a skunk hooker!" The chicken anthro laughed again. "A dirty smelly skunk hooker. We have to give you the right... methods to be one though. We can't use hypnosis, but there are other means to make you want cocks in your cunt and ass. It all depends on how..."

"NO!" Erica had enough. Little by little, this chicken pushed her more and more to the edge, but turning her into a trashy smoking hooker took the cake. "I'm not a damn whore. I'll just go to the hospital and have them treat me for a mysterious chemical for those fucking cigarettes." She hated how much her mind was already leaning to wanting to smoke, if only to relieve some of this immense stress she had. "I get that you're going to do this shit anyways, but you know I can do a lot more damage than a person who doesn't know how to work here does!" Not that she was sure what she was going to do, but enough was enough.

"How many people have WANTED to get stuffed in a suit? And how many enjoy it without you conditioning them to do so with hypnosis or otherwise?" She stomped her big skunk paw. She knew it was inevitable, but she didn't know a single person stuffed in a suit willingly. "You know what? I regret putting her in the bull suit now, not because we needed a bull, but because it helps you accomplish your sick perverted goals!"

"That's good. Now I know you're regretful for it. We still have to finish the transformation though." The chicken chuckled. "We just have to make you crave sex incredibly often. We could use a chemical, but I think something a little more... forceful could be in order. See, you don't attract flies with vinegar. However that saying goes. A chemical dependency on cigarettes is enjoyable, but we shouldn't use that for sex. No, we should make sex so good that you'll always want it. Good thing the suit comes equipped with EXACTLY what we need!"

Erica feared the worst. She feared something else getting inserted into her, but when the chicken said the suit had everything necessary? That made things worse. She shook in fear, no longer concerned about her scent or how wet the suit was. Something inside the suit began to press up against her ass and cunt. "W-what?" Whatever these things were, they were freezing cold and they stretched her anus and vaginal lips effortlessly, sending chills down her spine and making her feel very uneasy. What were these things? Normally the chicken would explain the procedure, but this was entirely alien to Erica and her boss was silent!

"They're part of the latest invention for the suit! I'm sure you'll figure out what they do in time. Now there's the matter of sealing up the top of the suit, but I like to do it in a more sexual manner. How do you want it done? Do you want some dildos, or would you prefer a male skunk come out here and fuck you? Well, I say 'male' loosely." The chicken giggled. "I'm also thinking about putting piercings on the suit, but we can worry about that later, once you get used to your role as the new cheap whore on the block working overnights."

'You're really going to put me in that role? You're sending me out into the world as a trashy skunk whore?' Erica thought that escape would be too easy, but at the same time, what could she do? Maybe that was what the chicken had planned. If she escaped, she'd be a smelly rotten skunk girl. If she ever got the suit off, she'd never be able to overcome her addiction to cigarettes. Who'd believe her that someone gave her a chemical dependency that could never be abated? Maybe with the right medications, but who knows how effective they might be. Moreover, her hair was permanently dyed an unnatural color, putting her out of several jobs, and her body odor that would be impossible to mask would remove her from the rest of employment anywhere! If she didn't cooperate with the chicken, she'd be penniless with no way to lift herself up! "...what choice do I have?" She was furious, but what was there to do?

"Not a lot. You can be a skunk whore and get paid incredibly well with a portion of payment from clients, or you can try to make it on your own. I usually keep a close eye on those in suits and restrict their language, but you? I trust you more. You know I can do various... things to you if I so desire. If you let out the fact that you're whoring yourself out against your will for instance, well... you don't want to see what that suit can do to you."

Erica imagined massive farting as a skunk might do to 'protect' herself, but she dare not ask if that was what really happened. Odds were that the chicken anthro had something worse in mind, or maybe better, but she wasn't going to jinx herself. "Okay... I'll cooperate." She said with a sigh. She winced as the cold things inside of her opened up, yawning her vaginal lips and ass and making her cunt drool needingly. 'It's supposed to make me horny? God, I'm not horny! I just... I want something in there that's warm and makes me feel full! This feeling isn't right! Having some cold metal stretching me isn't natural!' Maybe that was the plan, Erica wondered. "Just seal the suit and get it over with. You don't need to make me cum."

"But that's the exciting part! You're really no fun, you know that? Where did all that anger you had run off to? You were so adamant and resilient! You were shouting how regretful you were over making a bull. Where did that girl go?"

Erica was having conflicted emotions, but she knew none of them would do her any good. She was at the bidding of the chicken, at least until she found a way out. At the very least she had a better chance than all the other girls, but that wouldn't do much to help her. "Do you want me to fight? I'm more than ready to try to rip your head off, but I know I won't be able to do that. You want to make me some fucking whore, then do it." She craved cigars, she craved a warm something in her ass and cunt, just as the chicken desired. She knew she wasn't getting out, at least not out of the chamber now, not until the chicken said she could.

The chamber doors slowly parted and the chicken anthro stood right in front of the doorway. "Fine though." With a shrug, she pressed a button. "Let's seal your suit right up."

Erica gasped as the metal things inside of her began to not only thrust, but also twist and spin in ways no normal cock was capable of doing. She immediately fell to the floor with her massive fluffy skunk tail high in the air, exposing her ass and cunt to a camera that appeared behind her. Her hands balled into fists, though it was impossible to tell with the suit. "Ahn... you..." She wanted to say something, but words were meaningless at this point. No, all the chicken anthro wanted her to do was cum, seal up her suit, and seal Erica's fate as the new whore skunk she was making her to be.

It wasn't long before Erica had a small orgasm, followed by another, and another. While her orgasms weren't strong, they were enough to start sealing the suit. She quickly discovered the suit allowed her to still talk and show off her mouth, likely to keep smoking freely, and she could see well too. The suit was thick everywhere except the head, and while it hid her hair, Erica knew what was underneath that mask, behind her forehead. "Uhnn..." She moaned with another small orgasm before her devices stopped pulsing and humping her. "A-am I good to go now?" She stammered. "Ugh..."

The chicken nodded. "Oh of course! You still haven't finished the rest of your shift! You work until six in the morning and you'll be compensated for overtime tonight! Go out there and find a hottie to bang. If they're a girl and into you, bring them here and we'll have more wonderful members of the plush club! I'll have to handle all of this work myself, but I know how to do it correctly!"

Mumbling, Erica walked out of the chamber and out of the store, reeking of a horrible skunk scent. She hated this job even more now, but she knew she was more likely to escape than the rest of them, or find someone to help her and put the chicken in her place. The job paid well, but this was too much for her. For Erica, it was only a matter of time before she found the help she wanted... even if it wouldn't happen right away.