It was warm Thursday morning as Nikko’s alarm blared in his ears. He groaned and reached over, feeling around his side table blindly for a few seconds before landing his hand hard on top of it. His arm then fell to the side of his bed. He laid there for a few seconds before yawning loudly and pushing himself upright. He yawned and stretched before reaching over to check his phone. He had a busy day today. He had volunteered to be a mascot at the local comicon. He yawned and scrolled through his phone for a moment before getting out of bed and heading to the shower. 


        Nikko was a young male wolf, with a gray fur coat, with black forearms, hands, lower legs and feet, and Black around his shoulders and head. He also had red highlights on his ears and the base of his tail. He was a middling height, around 5’ 8”, with a firm and fit build. HE was only 31 years old. He yawned and stretched again as he made his way to the shower to get ready for his day. Once he had showered and freshened up he headed down to the bus stop and caught the early bus down to the convention center. 


        Once he got there, he headed to the back of the building where all the staff were told to meet up before work started. He looked around the crowd for a while until he found his contact for the day. He was a shorter 5’ 5” cat with gray fur all over and a bit of a pudgy build. He saw as Nikko approached and waved at him before walking to meet him. 


        “Hey Nikko! Glad you could make it. Are you all ready for the day,” He said looking up at Nikko.


        “OH for sure, been looking forward to this all week Mittons,” She said looking at him.


        “Great! Well let's get you inside and get you suited up,” He said, smiling and turning to head inside.


        Nikko smiled and followed him into the building. They walked quickly down the hall, passing by others getting things ready. There were boxes and pallets being moved here there, staff talking about various topics. Mittons led him through the halls into a side room. Inside were several racks of costumes and accessories. There was also a machine, several arms hanging from a frame, some having claws, some with nozzles. Off to the side there was a control panel. Mittons walked over to the machine and stood at the controls. 


        “Alright. Go ahead and get undressed and stand on the red X,” He said, pointing to a red tape X on the floor. Nikko looked at the machine in a little bit of confusion. This seemed a little much to just get into a simple costume. He looked over at Mittons and raised an eyebrow before walking over to the X. 


        “I gotta say, this seems a bit much,” Nikko said, taking off his clothes. He stripped all the way down to his underwear, tossing his clothes in a bin nearby, and stood there patiently. Mittons looked up from the controls and gave Nikko a coy smile. 


        “Well it’s a new system. Better for helping you get into character,” He said with a giggle. He then pointed to Nikko’s crotch. “THose have to come off too.”

        “Really? Ugh, fine. But don’t look,” He said with a sigh. He then turned and pulled off his boxers. He then tossed them in the same bin as before. He then turned around, hands over his crotch. “Alright, I'm ready. Let's do this.”


        Mittons Nodded and smiled as he pressed a large green button on the control panel. There was a loud clunking and whirring as the machine started up. The arms then jumped to life and grabbed Nikko by the wrists. They clamped down tight on him and pulled his arms out to the sides, exposing Nikko completely. Nikko let out a yelp and blushed as his bits were hanging out right in the open for Mittons to see. He tugged on the arms, feeling the tightness of the clamps. He looked at Mittons and blushed with concern in his eyes.


        “Hey! What’s going on man? What in the world is this thing doing?”


        “Just relax man. Let it do its thing. Those restraints are for your safety,” Mittons said, pressing a few buttons on the control panel. More arms came out and started to grab at his cock and balls. They worked quickly and started to attach a small chastity cage. It slipped the ring around the ball and base of his cock. It then pushed his cock into the cage and locked it to the ring. It then started to fit a tight rubber tube around the cage before threading a small tube between his legs. It then attached a small bag to his back with a dab of medical glue before moving away again. 


        “What is all this,” NIkko said, blushing as he looked down at his crotch and then at his back. 


        “That’s a non-invasive catheter and urine collection bag. You’re going to be on the floor for hours, drinking lots of water. Better to play it safe then sorry,” Mittons said smiling. 


“Oh…ok….” Nikko said, blushing and pulling on the restraints again. He then watched as the arms picked up another tube. This one had a small one inch section that then met with a rubber disk and straps before continuing to a slightly longer 2 inch tube that ended in a small fitting. Nikko barely had time to say anything before the arms grabbed hold of his jaw and opened it up. It worked fast, setting the rubber ring on his teeth and closing his jaw around it. It then pulled the straps around his head and buckled it up tight. Nikko blushed and let out a groan as he tried to shake the device loose and push it out of his mouth. But the strap held it tight, and the rubber ring kept it locked to his teeth. He looked at Mittons and mumbled at him, asking what the thing was.


        “Relax, will ya! I told you’d be drinking a lot of water. We don’t want you breaking character while out there by taking off your head to drink. That will help you once the head goes on,” He said, rolling his eyes. He then pressed a few more buttons and set the machine on it’s next task. Nikko watched as it pulled over a thick, padded torso of the character Ratchet thro the popular series Ratchet and clank. It then lifted Nikko up in the air as it placed the suit under his feet. A pair of arms came up through the legs of the suit and grabbed Nikko by the ankles. It then pulled him through slowly. It guided his legs through the bottom holes carefully before stopping at his waist. The machine then guided his arms into the neck of the suit before pulling them through the arm holes of the torso, all the while pulling it farther up his body. Once it had been seated on his torso, one of the nozzles came down and pressed itself into the back of the suit. There was then a whirring and a wet glopping sound as glue was pumped in. It then repeated the process around his arms and legs. Nikko shivered as the cold glue oozed over his body and stuck the suit to him. He let out a groan and waddled a little, trying to keep his balance. 


        Mittons then nodded and continued at the controls. The machine then started to grab the arms and legs of the suit. Nikko blushed as the arms grabbed him by the wrists again and lifted him into the air. It then slipped each leg into the suit making sure it lined up perfectly before gluing them in place. It then lowered him back down and did the same with the arms. By now, Nikko looked like the based model of Ratchet from the neck down, albeit a lot puffier.


        “You’re coming along great,” Mittons said, pressing more buttons. Nikko watched as the machine grabbed the head of the suit being brought over to him. There was a small lube hangin out, which Nikko assumed was for breathing and drinking. THe machine hooked it up to the one in his mouth, before lifting it up over his head. To nikko’s surprise, Mittons came over and clipped a collar around his neck. Nikko looked at it in confusion, But Mittons gave him a thumbs up. There was another wet glorp as more glue was squirted onto the top and back of his head. He shivered again as the head was lowered down in place before getting glued to the rest of the suit. Nikko moaned and wobbled on his now puffy feet as he struggled to get used to it. He would see out of the front of the head, a typical mesh pattern that all mascots had. Mittons smiled and nodded as he watched NIkko stumble around. 


        “Alright, we got the base layer done. Now onto the armor,” Mittons said as he tapped more options on the control panel. 


        Nikko blushed and looked over at Mittons as the machine sprung into action again. It pulled out a set of latex clothes that looked like that armor from the games. It started with the boots, tall black boots that went up to the knees of the suit, with red highlights around the knee pads. The machine lifted Nikko into the air again. It gave each one a squirt of glue before lowering Nikko back down into them. It then brought over the main body suit of the armor. It looked like Ratchet’s armor from the game “Into the Nexus”. It did the same thing, spreading glue over the insides before pulling it on over the main suit. It then slipped on the gloves of the suit, a pair of thick tech looking gloves that matched the armor. Lastly, It put on the helmet. It came in three pieces, the main head and two ear covers. There were a couple skirts of glue before they were pressed onto the head of the suit. Nikko’s vision turned blue as he looked out of blue tinted clear plastic of the helmet. 


        Once the machine was done, it fully let go of Nikko and lowered all its arms back down. Nikko blushed under the head of the suit as he stood in place, looking over his puffy body. Mittons smiled and pulled out a leash and a large collar. He got up and placed it around his neck, stretching the leash out and smiling. 


        “Alright! Now that we got you all suited up, let's give you some time to adjust,” Mittons said, giving the leash a gentle tug. Nikko blushes as Mittons led him slowly around the room. It was hard to walk at first, with the legs and body being so puffy, but slowly Nikko began to get used to the weight and thickness of the suit. By the time they had finished, Nikko was left panting heavily. Mittons led him over to a side table and had him sit down. 


        “Alright, I think you got the basic hang of it. Time for some water,” Mittons said, patting Nikko on the head. He then slid open a panel on the front of the helmet and lifted a velcro flap, revealing the drinking tube. After hooking up a bottle to the hole, he squirted ice cold water into Nikko’s mouth. Nikko blushed and let out a moan of relief as the water hit his mouth. He flipped the water down greedily as Mittons poured it in. After a few seconds, Mittons disconnected the bottle and closed everything back up. 


        “Alright. We got an hour before the con space opens up. Let's see how well you can act on your own. Remember, you’re not Nikko, you’re Ratchet. ON a mission to save the galaxy,” Mittons said encouraging him. Nikko blushed and nodded, before taking on basic fighting poses. They didn’t look exactly like the game, with the heavy padding of the suit. Mittons sat back and watched, nodding with approval. 


        “Alright, looks good to me, Now just sit back and relax for now. I’ll come and get you when it’s time,” He said before heading off.


        Nikko blushed and moaned as he struggled to sit down on the bench they had set up in the back. He panted and relaxed. Luckily the suit was made with a special gel that helped get rid of a lot of the heat inside the suit. About 30 minutes later, Mittons came back, an Omni-wrench prop in hand, and picked up the leash again. 


        “Alright, let’s get you out on the floor,” He said, giving the leash a tug. Nikko blushed and struggled to stand up again. Once he was, Mittons led him out to the floor again. He looked down at Mittons as he fiddled with his smart watch. Mittons then looked back up at Nikko and smiled. 


        “Don’t worry. Only 16 hours before you get let out of the suit. We’re going to have a fun time today,” Mittons said as they passed through a double door to the con space. There were already a lot of people there for the con, along with several other mascots and their handlers. Mittons led Nikko around the convention hall all day, stopping every half hour for rest and water. They took photos with many fans. Nikko blushed and acted his part as they posed together. By the end of the day, He was tired and sweating. As the alarm went off, Mittons gave the leash a tug and led Nikko back to the same dressing room. 


        Once they got back there. They stood there as Mittons began to apply the solvent to get the head off. After a few minutes, Mittons helped him pull off the head. AS he set it aside, HE smiled up at Nikko. 


        “Well, how was your first day as Ratchet,” he said, getting some water to wipe his head down. 


        Oh wow….That was….exhausting. But I have to admit. I had fun,” He said, smiling and panting softly. 


        “Think you want to come back and do it again tomorrow,” Mittons asked as he cleaned up the old glue from Nikko’s head. Nikko blushed and thought for a second before smiling and purring. 


        “Yeah, I think I will,” Nikko said, blushing brightly. He didn’t plan on working for more than one day, but there was something exciting about being controlled and trapped like he was. He will be coming back tomorrow and the next. Maybe even after that, he would just have to see.