The Mascot Suiting (Patreon)

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And a small story with it:

In the heart of the city, a new entertainment park had emerged, promising thrills, excitement, and fun for all who dared to enter its gates. Mark, a young man with an adventurous spirit, couldn't resist the lure of the brightly colored posters that adorned the city, showcasing the wonders that awaited within the park.

As Mark stepped through the grand entrance, he was greeted by the sights and sounds of a bustling amusement park. The air was filled with laughter, the scent of cotton candy, and the distant screams of thrill-seekers on roller coasters. Mark's eyes sparkled with anticipation as he explored the various attractions, from dizzying rides to whimsical performances.

However, his excitement soon turned to bewilderment as he wandered into an area marked "Employees Only." The atmosphere shifted drastically as he found himself surrounded by racks of costumes, mascot suits, and other mysterious paraphernalia. The dimly lit hallway seemed to stretch endlessly, and Mark realized he had lost his way.

In the eerie silence of the employee zone, Mark's unease grew. The costumes hung like silent guardians, their lifeless eyes following his every move. Suddenly, a rustle echoed through the corridor, and two figures emerged from the shadows. It was Nick the Fox and Judy the Rabbit, the rubber mascots from the Zootopia movie, eerily brought to life.

Their eyes, once animated and friendly, now held a sinister gleam. Nick and Judy exchanged a knowing glance before turning their attention to Mark. Without uttering a word, they gestured for him to follow. Intrigued and slightly unnerved, Mark complied, unable to resist the magnetic pull of the peculiar mascots.

As they led him deeper into the labyrinth of costumes, the air grew colder, and the lights dimmer. Eventually, they arrived at a hidden door marked "Private." Nick and Judy exchanged another secretive look before opening the door to reveal a clandestine changing room.

The room was adorned with mirrors reflecting the unsettling sight of countless mascot suits. However, one suit stood out—a perfect replica of Timon from The Lion King, meticulously crafted from smooth yellow rubber with intricate details. Mark couldn't help but marvel at the precision with which the suit had been made.

Nick and Judy, their intentions becoming clearer, presented the rubber Timon suit to Mark. The suit lay there like a dormant creature, its zipper invitingly open. Mark hesitated, sensing the strangeness of the situation. Before he could react, Nick and Judy, with an uncanny synchronicity, urged him to step into the rubber legs of the suit.

With a combination of coercion and assistance, Mark found himself donning the Timon suit. His legs slipped into the rubber limbs, and his arms disappeared into the suit's arms with the help of Nick and Judy's guidance. The rubber tail attached behind him, swaying slightly as if it had a life of its own.

The defining moment came when Nick and Judy, working together, pulled the zipper up, sealing Mark within the confines of the rubber suit. Judy brought out a can of latex glue and a brush, an ominous gleam in her eyes. With precision, she applied a thick layer of glue along the zipper line, concealing any trace of an opening.

As the glue set, an eerie transformation overcame the room. The atmosphere became charged with an otherworldly energy, and Mark felt a hypnotic pull from the visor inside the Timon suit. Intricate patterns danced before his eyes, captivating his senses and clouding his thoughts.

Unbeknownst to Mark, the hypnotic waves inside the visor began to manipulate his consciousness. He became pliable, susceptible to the commands that Nick and Judy whispered into his ears. In a trance-like state, Mark followed their instructions with mechanical precision, completing the transformation into the adorable rubber Timon.

The once lively amusement park now harbored a dark secret within its employee zone. Mark, now a prisoner within the rubber confines of the Timon suit, roamed the park, his movements controlled by the sinister intentions of Nick and Judy.

Days turned into nights as Mark, trapped in his cute exterior, unwittingly became the newest addition to the park's mascot crew. The park visitors, oblivious to the horror lurking beneath the surface, continued to revel in the attractions, unaware that one of the mascots was not what it seemed.

Mark's muffled cries for help went unheard, stifled by the mouth gag integrated into the Timon suit. He moved mechanically, a puppet in the hands of unseen puppeteers. The once vibrant and spirited young man was now a silent prisoner, lost in a nightmare of rubber and deception.