It wasn't a Tyl collar, that's for sure. But the thick plastic suit with the generic mannequin light color was doing it's job more than well. Despite the lack of a zipper, the neck contained more than enough stretch to wiggle his way inside, seating and adjusting the markings on the outside until everything was set.

The suit's tight grip grabbed even more. Quickly the airy fur was squeezed down against his skin, ruffles of the bunched up fur smoothed over into a stiff plastic. The rabbit's entire body seemed to feel like it was slimming down, not just a taut plasticization over his heaving chest, the suit felt like it was pushing against his interior as well. The stomach, lungs, heart and skeletal firmness was swept aside as it rushed in, pressing everything that composed him into a thick reinforced plastic.

The suit settled quickly, leaving him a bit stunned, moving his body to look over everything as it was now. Some mobility had been lost, the important joints were on a ball swivel, leaving the other movements to a simple axis rotation. Everything was more than serviceable considering a majority of his form was now hollow plastic. He wiggled his segmented torso, riding on large round ball joints, as well as having a rubber element to it, an unseen thick rubber band connecting his waist to his chest. A pleasing hollow plastic *clunk* rang through him as he knocked on the plastic thigh.

True to it's word, the suit did copy his coat, as best as it could. Moving about caused the splotched pattern on his 'fur' to break, as it was merely static on the hard plastic. Despite the lack of a stomach, a rise rippled through it, a chilling excitement, ready to slip on the last piece and enjoy being sooth mannequin. Less than dexterous plastic hands grasped the hood and clumsily helped the last remaining bits of organic rabbit disappear under the plastic hood.