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Mat looked down at the box with excitement. Finally! His tiger sona suit had come! The suit had come from a fursuit company named "Furst impressions" with some really positive reviews. He had to pay top dollar though that was expected. The man opened up the box, his eyes wide with excitement as he peered into the box to be greeted with... a pink female feline costume that stood stretchy and rather unimpressive. "What? This isn't my sona... Argh, damn it, they must have gotten my order mixed up. Where's my phone?" Mat turned around to look for his phone, cursing himself for always absentmindily throwing it whever. As the man searched though, a soft canvas envoloped him and darkness filled his view.

"What the?" Mat tried to fight off his invisible attacker, it felt like he was fighting against an blanket that gave no way to his resistance. A arm came and grabbed Mat's arm and his heart dropped at the sight. It was the pink costume, it was trying to stuff him inside! The man's resistance only grew more desperate, he tried to fight off to no avail. Slowly, bit by bit, Mat's body dissapeared into the costume. Soon, only his terrified eyes could be seen outside the costume's loose eye holes. The costume hung loosely on him, as if it were designed for someone bigger then him. "A,alright. Try to calm down... It's just a costume you got stuck in, nothing to panic about. Just find the zipper". Try as he might though, he couldn't find any seams or any zipper he could get the costume off.

Just as he thought to get a knife to cut through, his body started to feel like it was inflating. The costume grew clingier and tighter, it made Mat feel claustraphic. He looked down and was startled to notice the costume was becoming lifelike, his body growing to be a realistic cat girl! "No... This can't be happening, this can't be!" Mat tried to pull the costume off his head, he tried to find seam, anything that he could rip the mask off but it held firm. He could only watch in horror as his chest expanded out into what was unmistakeably breasts. No, no! He couldn't be growing into a female cat, he just couldn't. But no, those breasts felt real enough, Mat was made aware of them as his elbow smushed the pair of them together and he could feel the heavy weight on chest move with the slightest movement. His hips flared out into that of a curvy feline, unmistakeably girly now as the cock shrunk down to match its new body. Mat's finger lashed down just in time to feel his new pussy form, the sensation caused the new girl to mewl with arousal and fall to her knees. Oooh! Her fingers felt so good against her new pussy, it flared with arousal and the new female knew she must have been in heat. Her new tail flicked behind her and Mat forgot about the costume. She felt so needy, she just needed relief! Her new digits pushed into her folds, eager to pleasure her but they seemed to do nothing. She needed more.

Mat's now catlike emerald eyes opened wide, where his old living room was now stood what appeared to be a crafts room. What the? Where was she? Her eyes landed upon a dress half made and a new voice opened in her mind. 'oh yeah! That's my latest dress, I am a fashion designer after all' suddenly, a new slew of memories filled her mind, false memories that weren't mat's of a feline going to school followed by years and years of plying the craft. Imbued with new skill, she could look at the dress with a more critical eye and thought. 'what the hell was that? I never did fashion before.' something felt wrong in her, as if something changed. her eyes fell upon a portrait of what seemed to be her, smiling for a camera. 'I remember that, that was the time Jessica wanted to try out her new camera, she even framed the photo in my studio for me' Once more, memories poured in, drowning out his old mind and personality with memories of spending time with her childhood friend, the cheetah Jessica. "No, this can't be happening, please stop!" She tried to close her eyes to stop the flashbacks from happening, but they will keep happening.

Every new image Mat gazed upon gave her new flashbacks, it filled her with memories and personality that silenced and ceased the old human. New skills, a new life, and new motivations filled what once to be Mat, now Matrica. The feline giggled to herself, a bubbly personality filled her. Oh yeah, she remembered where her toys were, they were in her room whenever Peter wasn't around to play.... Matrica made her way to her room, leaving an old box with a note in it behind.

"We here at Furst impressions hope you enjoy your new life and hope you browse our fine selection once more in the future"