Commission featuring charles.milette, who's being squeezed into a sleek, shiny tiny eevee suit!

He's bigger than the "authentically eevee-sized" quadrupedal costume, but the suit, to his dismay, doesn't seem to care about his size - or any laws of science. In fact, it's his own body that feels like it's conforming to the seemingly impossible demands of the costume.

Is it just his imagination, or can he actually feel his body compressing under the constrictingly tight yet painlessly snug latex skin, shrinking, tweaking, reducing into nothing more than compressed, sleek brown rubber?