Bunny Girl (Bulge and SPH)

Sweat drenched down on Jared’s forehead as he waited for the booth to choose what to do with him. Escaping was no option as the metal arms were much stronger than his meat ones. He could do nothing, but wiggle weakly. Finally, the AI spoke, “style randomization failed, must pick clothes based on subject’s physiology,” A scanner suddenly appeared and took a series of shots of Jared’s hanged body. “Subject’s stature and lack of body hair indicates perfect fit for the Bunny outfit.”

“Hey, I have body hair, you stupid machine,” Jared protested.

The scanner took another couple of pictures, “correction: subject’s light and almost non existent body hair indicates perfect fit for the bunny outfit.” Jared was about to complain again, but the camera moved closer to his groin and caused him to let out a little yelp. He heard more sounds of pictures from the scanner, “genitalia correction unnecessary, subject’s micro penis is not in any way compromising to the outfit.”

Jared blushed furiously at what he just heard, “I don’t have a micro dick, you fucking useless machine, let go of me.”

“Scanning demonstrates that subject’s genitals are below 2 inches when soft, initiating stimulation process,” A arm covered in a white glove appeared and began stroking Jared’s cock with just the thumb and index finger, making him let out a soft moan. When erect, the booth take more shots of his cock, “Subject’s erect penis stands as almost 2,5 inches when erect, making it below the standard to a normal sized penis by half an inch. Subject’s genitals are micro size confirmed.”

Jared squirmed in anger, “Quit measuring my cock and get me out of here… please.”

The booth fully ignored him, its arms went to his legs and spilled black sheer material liquid, they were forming tights on him. With the leggings ready, it spilled leather liquid on Jared, forming the mentioned Bunny outfit leotard, it was black, shiny and sleek, hugging his figures, “Hip and breast forms are unnecessary, as subject is already shapely.”

“My figure is not shapely, I just didn’t had time to get into the gym and redistributed to my hips and chest,” Jared complained.

The booth grabbed the back of the bunny leotard and hiked it up, giving Jared a painful wedgie. Tape was put in his mosquito bite breasts to prevent wardrobe malfunctions, followed by a wig, a collar with a black bow tie and the bunny ears. The booth did his makeup and painted his nails black. The arms then released Jared and a mirror appeared in front of him, making him gasp.

He was impressed by how much he looked like a real woman, but even more by the bulge in the crotch section. The way how the booth described the bunny costume made him think it would suit his body perfectly, but there was a clear outline of his small cock in the front, he certainly commented that to the booth.

The AI answered by another batch of shots, “bulge cited is not noticeable, genitalia too tiny to properly show.”

“Then what the fuck you call this, you fucking idiot?” Jared pointed to his small bulge, it may be apparent that it the bunny girl had a cock, but it still had a pathetic size, making it appear more as an oversize clit.

“If subject truly is discontent with the results, other options are possible,” the booth showed him a pink flat chastity cage and a pair of needles with a knife. It made Jared recoil and he protested no longer. Jared moved to try and open the door, still locked. “Subject’s dressing is still not complete,”

The booth locked his feet in a pair of black stilettos, they were seven inches high and made him wobble.

“Why is this so high?” Jared asked.

“Subject’s height is below what expected from the bunny girl height, therefore adjustments had to be made,” Jared blushed furiously at the comment, he asked the booth if it would finally let him go, “Subject must rate the dressing to be released,” a screen appeared in front of him with a rating from one to ten. He tried to click in the lowest option, but the booth blinked in a red light and the chastity cage and needles appeared again. Jared clicked on the highest rating, the booth retreated and opened the door, “Thank you for using our services, photos and videos were published on Subject’s social media. Come back any time.”

“WAIT! What was the last part?” Jared tried to pick his phone, but it was in the pants of his regular clothes, trapped in the compartment of the booth. He had no other choice, but walk home in his ridiculous attire, drawing attention from the anyone in the street, some noticed his bulge and laughed at him, while one person grabbed him by the waist and passed his hands on the feminized man’s body.

When finally home, he went directly to his computer and logged on Instagram, the booth had shared all the photos it took of him and published online. He had messages from his friend and family, each and every single one mocking or insulting him. With an embarrassed blush he moved to his bathroom and began to remove the stupid costume, but upon seeing his reflection on the mirror he stopped. He stared for too long and his cocklette started getting erect, making it stand out more in the costume.

He bit lips and thought about ripping a hole in the costume and jerking off. He had been humiliated already, so it couldn't make it any worse, right?