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Commission for the inimitable .

Taking the rubbery suit from the hanger, Donny looked at it with skepticism plain on his face. THIS was the realistic arbok suit? It had the color right, sure, but it looked nothing like an actual arbok. Well, he figured he might as well at least try it. Struggling into the suit, Donny looks at it with disappointment. He'd expected so much more out of-

Suddenly his arms and legs were pulled taut against his body, melting into the main part of the suit and fusing together. Just as suddenly, the flaps of the hood poofed out, engulfing his face and muffling his cries. The suit continued to fuse into a solitary mass and he was suddenly aware of something forming onto the hood. He couldn't see them with his eye fused shut this way, but they were the new markings of a true arbok, forming a little at a time onto his hood. And as this was happening, he felt something even more extraordinary - his head seemed to be repositioning. He already couldn't feel his arms and legs, yet none of these rearrangements seemed to cause him any discomfort.

Donny let out another small cry, but mostly from surprise. The suit was warm and gooey around him, yet he could feel it hardening in places, most notable his coiled... TAIL!?

No, it couldn't be... This was just a suit. There was no way it could actually make him an...

Donny opened up his eyes. He felt different. His tongue flicked out reflexively, and he turned his newly formed tail out in front of him to look at it. Now this was one suit that had done its job so well!

Description
Commission for the inimitable .

Taking the rubbery suit from the hanger, Donny looked at it with skepticism plain on his face. THIS was the realistic arbok suit? It had the color right, sure, but it looked nothing like an actual arbok. Well, he figured he might as well at least try it. Struggling into the suit, Donny looks at it with disappointment. He'd expected so much more out of-

Suddenly his arms and legs were pulled taut against his body, melting into the main part of the suit and fusing together. Just as suddenly, the flaps of the hood poofed out, engulfing his face and muffling his cries. The suit continued to fuse into a solitary mass and he was suddenly aware of something forming onto the hood. He couldn't see them with his eye fused shut this way, but they were the new markings of a true arbok, forming a little at a time onto his hood. And as this was happening, he felt something even more extraordinary - his head seemed to be repositioning. He already couldn't feel his arms and legs, yet none of these rearrangements seemed to cause him any discomfort.

Donny let out another small cry, but mostly from surprise. The suit was warm and gooey around him, yet he could feel it hardening in places, most notable his coiled... TAIL!?

No, it couldn't be... This was just a suit. There was no way it could actually make him an...

Donny opened up his eyes. He felt different. His tongue flicked out reflexively, and he turned his newly formed tail out in front of him to look at it. Now this was one suit that had done its job so well!