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Opening a package, Matt was filled with excitement over his costume for the gaming convention later today. From the box he pulled a pale piece of cloth that unfolded to a small bodysuit with womanly proportions. Looking at the thin limbs and tiny waist, he paused for a moment before recalling how the ad promised a perfect fit no matter what.

He stretched the legs of the suit over his own and marveled at how it felt like he was wearing nothing at all. He pulled the suit up higher until it was fit to his entire lower body. Then he froze as he pulled it over his ass, suddenly feeling a weight and bounce that was unfamiliar. He brought his hands around and gave the plump bottom of the suit a squeeze then shuddered at the strange sensation that gave him through the suit.

He continued to put on the suit, squeezing his entire body into it despite the small size. As he looked in the mirror, his eyes were drawn to the two perky breasts on his chest but he had more to do before he could enjoy them. He reached to his back to close a zipper that quickly melded into the suit so only Matt can undo it.

As the zipper shut, the suit suddenly warmed before squeezing sharply in an odd, but not unpleasant way. As Matt watched in the mirror, his body quickly shrunk down to a smaller size, more fitting to the feminine shape of the suit.

Finally, Matt grabbed another piece from the box. With a deep breath, he lifted the mask over his head. Inside the mask was dark and suffocating, and Matt began to panic for a moment before it aligned to his face and he could see and breathe again.

He immediately looked to the mirror and was thrilled to see the face of princess Zelda looking back. He touched at the mask and was shocked to see no flaws, it looked completely real. She blinked when he did, her long blonde hair flowed perfectly naturally, and her painted lips turned to a pout as he did the same.

Then he looked down to the breasts that had certainly not been forgotten. He slowly lifted a hand to brush across them and shivered from the electric feeling of pleasure it sent down his spine. Slowly he continued to explore the suit, feeling Zelda’s curves and basking in the pleasure.

Eventually Matt stood back up and realized the time, he had to leave now to get to the convention. He quickly pulled Zelda’s tunic and leggings from the box and threw them on before running out.

He made it to the convention to see large crowds already there. Lots of people were in cosplay but Matt realized that his Zelda costume was getting far more attention than anyone else.

He was starting to feel uncomfortable from all the stares when he suddenly heard a familiar voice, “Hey, Nice cosplay!”

He turned to see his best friend Grant walking up to him in a fairly impressive Link cosplay.

“You’re probably the best Zelda I’ve seen here all day.” He said as he reached Matt.

“Uh thanks,” Matt responds in a high voice given to him by the suit.

“No problem, I’m Grant by the way.”

“Oh, I'm Ma-Macy” Matt quickly corrected himself, embarrassed by his crossplaying hobby.

“Well Macy, would you like a loyal knight to travel this convention alongside you?” Grant says dramatically with a grin.

Matt can’t help but smile back, “Why of course”.

The two began to walk around the convention, visiting booths, talking to other fans, and taking pictures. Any fear Matt had of Grant finding him out quickly vanished as they walked around and he seemed nine the wiser.

After nearly an hour, they came to a booth with a man sitting alone under a sign that reads “get into character”.

“What’s this?” Grant asks the man.

“I am a hypnotist,” he explains, “and if you like, I can make you truly believe you are the character you dress as for a time.”

Matt immediately frowns at the idea, but Grant is less apprehensive.

“That sounds like fun. You should totally do it,” he tells Matt.

“I don’t think I want-“ Matt begins before being interrupted.

“Nonsense!” The man at the table snaps his fingers, drawing Matt’s attention where he suddenly sees a crystal in his hand. As he tries to look away, the deep blue color of it seems to draw him in and before long he has dropped into a trance.

As Matt stands, eyes half closed, the man starts speaking. He describes his identity as Zelda and the adventures she has had. Deep within his mind, Matt is aware but as his consciousness shifts to be Zelda, it feels like he is a passenger in his own body.

He watches as ‘Zelda’ wakes up and quickly grabs Grant, who she calls Link, to explore the convention. Speaking just as Zelda would, they visit the other booths and the small part of Matt still inside quickly starts to enjoy the experience, knowing that the hypnotist said he would reverse the hypnosis before they left.

After several hours, the convention was coming to a close and Grant led ‘Zelda’ back to the hypnotist. The man quickly snapped his fingers and put Matt/Zelda back into a trance.

He turns to Grant, “I will need to know her name to bring her out of the hypnosis.”

“Oh, her name is Macy,” Grant replied helpfully.

Suddenly the piece of Matt remaining began to panic. He wasn’t Macy, he had to tell them. But as he struggled to break from the trance, the hypnotist began.

“You are no longer Zelda. You are Macy. You are a cosplayer in costume.”

Matt struggled more, but as the man continued his will shrank away.

He couldn’t let this happen, he was Matt. He was Matt. He… was.. Matt? He was… She is Macy. She is Macy!

Macy opened her eyes to see the hypnotist and Grant standing next to her.

“Did it work?” Grant asked.

“Yup!” Macy responded cheerfully, “I’m all back to myself.”

As Macy and Grant left the convention, Macy wrapped her arm around his and Grant stiffened up for a moment before smiling.

“Hey Macy… I had fun today and I was wondering if you’d like to come back to my apartment?” He says with a nervous smile.

“Of course I would!” Macy responds, beaming at him. Across the following night, any trace left of Matt vanished and any knowledge of the bodysuit she was wearing with him. Macy had no idea what she had lost, but even if she did, lying next to Grant, she wouldn’t have been upset.

Inspired by a suggestion from www.deviantart.com/rubbersuit
with some modification.

Let me know if you liked it! I’m not quite sure how I feel about how this turned out.

Description
Opening a package, Matt was filled with excitement over his costume for the gaming convention later today. From the box he pulled a pale piece of cloth that unfolded to a small bodysuit with womanly proportions. Looking at the thin limbs and tiny waist, he paused for a moment before recalling how the ad promised a perfect fit no matter what.

He stretched the legs of the suit over his own and marveled at how it felt like he was wearing nothing at all. He pulled the suit up higher until it was fit to his entire lower body. Then he froze as he pulled it over his ass, suddenly feeling a weight and bounce that was unfamiliar. He brought his hands around and gave the plump bottom of the suit a squeeze then shuddered at the strange sensation that gave him through the suit.

He continued to put on the suit, squeezing his entire body into it despite the small size. As he looked in the mirror, his eyes were drawn to the two perky breasts on his chest but he had more to do before he could enjoy them. He reached to his back to close a zipper that quickly melded into the suit so only Matt can undo it.

As the zipper shut, the suit suddenly warmed before squeezing sharply in an odd, but not unpleasant way. As Matt watched in the mirror, his body quickly shrunk down to a smaller size, more fitting to the feminine shape of the suit.

Finally, Matt grabbed another piece from the box. With a deep breath, he lifted the mask over his head. Inside the mask was dark and suffocating, and Matt began to panic for a moment before it aligned to his face and he could see and breathe again.

He immediately looked to the mirror and was thrilled to see the face of princess Zelda looking back. He touched at the mask and was shocked to see no flaws, it looked completely real. She blinked when he did, her long blonde hair flowed perfectly naturally, and her painted lips turned to a pout as he did the same.

Then he looked down to the breasts that had certainly not been forgotten. He slowly lifted a hand to brush across them and shivered from the electric feeling of pleasure it sent down his spine. Slowly he continued to explore the suit, feeling Zelda’s curves and basking in the pleasure.

Eventually Matt stood back up and realized the time, he had to leave now to get to the convention. He quickly pulled Zelda’s tunic and leggings from the box and threw them on before running out.

He made it to the convention to see large crowds already there. Lots of people were in cosplay but Matt realized that his Zelda costume was getting far more attention than anyone else.

He was starting to feel uncomfortable from all the stares when he suddenly heard a familiar voice, “Hey, Nice cosplay!”

He turned to see his best friend Grant walking up to him in a fairly impressive Link cosplay.

“You’re probably the best Zelda I’ve seen here all day.” He said as he reached Matt.

“Uh thanks,” Matt responds in a high voice given to him by the suit.

“No problem, I’m Grant by the way.”

“Oh, I'm Ma-Macy” Matt quickly corrected himself, embarrassed by his crossplaying hobby.

“Well Macy, would you like a loyal knight to travel this convention alongside you?” Grant says dramatically with a grin.

Matt can’t help but smile back, “Why of course”.

The two began to walk around the convention, visiting booths, talking to other fans, and taking pictures. Any fear Matt had of Grant finding him out quickly vanished as they walked around and he seemed nine the wiser.

After nearly an hour, they came to a booth with a man sitting alone under a sign that reads “get into character”.

“What’s this?” Grant asks the man.

“I am a hypnotist,” he explains, “and if you like, I can make you truly believe you are the character you dress as for a time.”

Matt immediately frowns at the idea, but Grant is less apprehensive.

“That sounds like fun. You should totally do it,” he tells Matt.

“I don’t think I want-“ Matt begins before being interrupted.

“Nonsense!” The man at the table snaps his fingers, drawing Matt’s attention where he suddenly sees a crystal in his hand. As he tries to look away, the deep blue color of it seems to draw him in and before long he has dropped into a trance.

As Matt stands, eyes half closed, the man starts speaking. He describes his identity as Zelda and the adventures she has had. Deep within his mind, Matt is aware but as his consciousness shifts to be Zelda, it feels like he is a passenger in his own body.

He watches as ‘Zelda’ wakes up and quickly grabs Grant, who she calls Link, to explore the convention. Speaking just as Zelda would, they visit the other booths and the small part of Matt still inside quickly starts to enjoy the experience, knowing that the hypnotist said he would reverse the hypnosis before they left.

After several hours, the convention was coming to a close and Grant led ‘Zelda’ back to the hypnotist. The man quickly snapped his fingers and put Matt/Zelda back into a trance.

He turns to Grant, “I will need to know her name to bring her out of the hypnosis.”

“Oh, her name is Macy,” Grant replied helpfully.

Suddenly the piece of Matt remaining began to panic. He wasn’t Macy, he had to tell them. But as he struggled to break from the trance, the hypnotist began.

“You are no longer Zelda. You are Macy. You are a cosplayer in costume.”

Matt struggled more, but as the man continued his will shrank away.

He couldn’t let this happen, he was Matt. He was Matt. He… was.. Matt? He was… She is Macy. She is Macy!

Macy opened her eyes to see the hypnotist and Grant standing next to her.

“Did it work?” Grant asked.

“Yup!” Macy responded cheerfully, “I’m all back to myself.”

As Macy and Grant left the convention, Macy wrapped her arm around his and Grant stiffened up for a moment before smiling.

“Hey Macy… I had fun today and I was wondering if you’d like to come back to my apartment?” He says with a nervous smile.

“Of course I would!” Macy responds, beaming at him. Across the following night, any trace left of Matt vanished and any knowledge of the bodysuit she was wearing with him. Macy had no idea what she had lost, but even if she did, lying next to Grant, she wouldn’t have been upset.

Inspired by a suggestion from www.deviantart.com/rubbersuit
with some modification.

Let me know if you liked it! I’m not quite sure how I feel about how this turned out.