It was a Warm summer evening as Vincent was resting at home after a long day of work. The young cat of 25, with Black fur, Brown hair, and a White tipped tail. He had a slim build and was about 5’ 10”. As the evening turned to night, there was a knock on his door. Vincent was confused. Who could be knocking at this time of night, he wondered to himself. He then got up from his computer and went to see. He then opened the door, only to find nothing but a small box and a note. Confused, Vincent picked up the box and carried it inside. He set it on the counter and picked up the note to read it.

	‘Hey Vincent! Found Something that you might enjoy at a convention. Enjoy, your friend Tomas.’

	“Huh, I haven’t heard from them for ages, nice to see that he still remembers me,” He said, as he set the note down and began to unwrap the paper. It took him a minute or two to fully unwrap the postal paper and open the box. Upon opening it, he found a set of orange cat ears on a Headband. Vincent sighed as he looked at them and rolled his eyes at the silly gift that his friend had gotten him. 

	“Ugh, come on Tomas. I’m already a cat. Why would I need cat ears? *sighs* Oh well, it’s the thought that counts,” He said, picking up the ears. I turned them over in his hands and shrugged before putting them on his head. He giggled to himself and looked at a mirror, striking a cute Kitty cat pose and letting out a “Nya” before laughing softly and walking back to his computer to hop onto a game.

	As the evening turned to night, Vincent started to itch as his head. He had kept the ears on just for a laugh and now they were starting to itch. At first he ignored them, but after a while it became unbearable. He then reached up to pull them off, but for some reason, they wouldn’t bulge. He looked up in confusion and gave them another tug, but the results were the same. He paused the game and told his friends in chat that he would be back before heading into the bathroom. 

	Once he got into the bathroom, he grabbed the ears with both hands and pulled hard, but they remained stuck fast to his head. He then had a thought that it might be a prank and that they were glued in place, so he began to run water through his hair and gave them another tug. But it was all the same result. Vincent sighed and looked at himself in the mirror. Double ears on his head. 

	“Well that’s just great, now I have to go to the emergency room,” He said, as he looked at himself in the mirror. It was then that he felt a tingling in his crotch. Curious, he began to pull down the shorts he was wearing to have a look. As soon as he did he found his penis fully erect and throbbing like mad. Vincent was confused, as he didn’t feel aroused in any way. He reached out slowly to touch it, only to find it very sensitive now, making him let out a moan. He blushed bright red as his hand hovered over it. 

	“What in the world? What is happening,” He said, his hand hovering next to his member. He then watched as his penis began to grow in girth. He looked at it in shock, a pleasure rising from it. His eyes then went wide as he watched his urethra begin to stretch, getting wider and wider, before stopping at two inches wide. Vincent looked down at his new member, unsure of what just happened. His hands trembled as he touched the new hole he had, a surge of pleasure racing through him as he jerked his hips. THe new hole began to leak in response, almost as if it was precuming. 

	“What….what in the hell is going on,” Vincent said, panting heavily. It was then that he began to feel the same tingle in his arm. Within seconds, his whole left arm became stiff and unmoveable at his side. Soon after, it began to pull up into itself. Vincent let out a scream as he scrambled at the arm, trying in vain to pull it back down to normal. But nothing would stop the change that was coming. Vincent began to panic as he looked around the bathroom. His mind was a race with ideas of what was happening. He had read hundreds of fetish stories and seen thousands of pieces of art about this sort of thing, but he never thought it could actually happen. He stumbled back against the wall and continued to watch his arm shrink into itself. It was then he remembered the box. Maybe there was something there that could help explain what was going on. He threw the bathroom door open and ran back to the kitchen where he had left the packing. 

	By the time he got to the kitchen, his arm was already up past his elbow and beginning to curl up into itself, forming a hole. Vincent used his other arm and fumbled with the box, pouring out the remaining contents of packing peanuts and a small slip of paper. Vincent scrambled to pick it up and read it.

	“Tube Kitty living sex doll head band. For when you want to spice things up with your partner. Turns limbs, mouth, and genitals into thick and deep fuckable holes. Instructions: Put headband on and wait 30 minutes for effects to take effect. Warning: Failure to remove headband in 3 hours using the included solvent may result in permanent augmentation of body.”

	Vincent panicked and began to scramble through the peanuts on the counter, looking for a bottle or tube or syringe of some kind. But there was nothing to be found. Either the makers had failed to include it or someone had removed it. He moaned as he looked over at his left arm. It had completed the same change as his penis had, becoming a long 6 inch, stiff flesh tube, drooling a clear lube like substance. His heart was racing as he tried to figure out what to do next. His Phone! He just had to make it back to his room, and fast as his right arm had started to change as well. 

	Vincent ran back to his room as the changes began to speed up, his arm up past his elbow and starting to turn into the tube. He reached his room just as it finished and began to leak the lube. He growled and made his way over to his desk where his phone was and started to try and push it off. He managed to use his muzzle and push it down onto the floor as his left leg began to tingle. He looked at it and then his phone and back again, before sitting down onto the floor. He struggled with his other leg, as he moved the phone into position. He panted and groaned as all the new parts were extremely sensitive to him now and he had to focus hard to get this done. Using his nose he unlocked his phone, and started to navigate to the phone app. He hesitated for a moment trying to figure out who to call. HE couldn’t call the police, they wouldn’t believe him anyway. His friends? Maybe, they were as kinky as him, and could get the solvent. This hesitation was enough for his left leg to finish and begin to drool. 

	Vincent yelped out and blushed as the pleasure was almost too much for him to take. He looked back down at his phone and used his nose to navigate his contacts. It took him much longer trying to do it this way, giving his right leg time to start its changes. Vincent growled in frustration and moaned in pleasure as his changed leg and penis were rubbing against the floor the whole time, teasing him more and making it harder for him to think. Several times he had clicked on the wrong contact and had to go back, giving his leg even more time to change. By the time he had found the right person his right leg was almost finished. 

	“Come on come on, Pick up,’ He half shouted, as he listened to the phone ring and ring. Soon enough he began to feel his mouth to tingle, and looked around and then back at the phone just as it picked up. Soon a male voice came on over the phone.

	“Hey man, what’s up,” they said, the sounds of online gaming being heard in the background. 

	“Hey Seth! Don’t hang up! Listen I need your help,” Vincent blurted out as soon as Seth finished. 

	“Yeah man, what’s up,” He said, an explosion being heard. “Oh yeah, suck that you fucking fat nerd!”

	“DUDE! Stop gaming for five minutes and listen! Tomas, you remember him? Well long story short he sent me this weird head band and I put it on and now i’m turning into this weirolol….Olllo? OLLLLO LLOOOOLL OLL,” Vincent tried to explain as his muzzle began to widen and push out. 

	“Wait, what was that,” Seth asked, more gunfire going off. 

	“OOL! OOLUD OUL AF OOL ELK EE,” Vincent Tried to sayas the final changes began to take place. 

	“Dude, is this some sort of prank? Call me in a panic and pretend you’re in trouble so I'll rush over and help? Look I’m not falling for it again dude. You got me with that last year, and I’m still finding glitter in my jacket. Call someone eles, maybe they’ll fall for your “EMERGENCY,” Seth said, sarcastically before hanging up. 

	“OO! AIT! IT REA…” Vincent managed to say before the call disconnected. He looked at the phone in shock and confusion, lube now dripping from his mouth. He leaned back up and looked over himself. Reduced to nothing but six fuckable holes, all drooling lube and ready to be used. Vincent tried to move or wiggle his “limbs”, and while they did move, they only filled his body with an overwhelming and frustrating pleasure. He had to try and text someone, Maybe that would work. 

	Vincent sat back up and relaxed for a moment as his body came down from all the excitement it had just gone through. He then set to work trying to text, or attempt to. HE worked at it for 15 minutes, but all he managed to do was cover his phone screen in droll and make it type “l;knq234wfcvawedcvj q324l;ktr nasd;lfkj09awe”. Not exactly the best message. Vincent had no choice now but to Sit back and hope his room mate would be home soon. 

	Hours later, Vincent had fallen asleep, when there was a rustling at the front door, followed by the sound of the lock being turned and opened. Then there were footsteps coming through the house. Vincent jolted awake, his chest and the floor around him now covered in a small puddle of drool. He looked out at his open door, hoping it was his roommate coming to find him and help him. Instead it was his friend Tomas. A large brown horse, 6’ 6” and very muscular He stepped into Vincent’s room and looked down at him. 

	“Well well. I didn’t think you’d fall for it? It was such an easy prank,” He said, laughing softly. “But it’s been over 3 hours now. We can’t fix what was done. You’re nothing but a living sex toy now. But hey! Good news. I talked to your roommate at work, and I'm moving in to help now. So we’ll be spending a lot of time together,” He said as he leaned down to pick Vincent up. 

	Vincent looked up at him as he spoke, shocked and confused about all this. He then began to struggle as Tomas started to pick him up. He tried to shuffle backwards, but barely got half an inch before he was in Tomas’ hand. Tomas smiled and set him down into Vincent’s bed before stepping back to take off his pants. Vincent could only watch and mumble his objections as tomas’ 16 inch cock flopped out. Soon Tomas was on top, looking down at him and lining up his cock with Vincent's new crotch tube. 

	“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle,” Tomas said, as he lowered himself down. He moaned out as the tube contracted around his cock. He panted and looked into the panicked face of Vincent below him. He winked and slowly started to thrust Vincent, gentle as first, but slowly picking up speed. Vincent had no choice but to sit there and moan as he took the horse’s massive shaft. His mind awash with confusion, fear, please, and frustration. He moaned out as each thrust went deep into him, as the tube had not only pushed out but in as well. Vincent flet him go deeper and deeper until he felt like gagging, the horse’s cock almost coming out of his mouth now. Carefully the horse picked up speed, going faster and harder. Vincent’s mind was slowly taken over by the massive amount of pleasure his new holes were giving him. Not only the one currently being used, but from the others that were rubbing against the bed or flopping around. Soon he moaned out in pure pleasure and lost himself to the experience. Tomas smiled and slammed into his hole and started to cum hard, shooting glob after glob of cum into him. Vincent gagged and glorped before the cum started to shoot out of his mouth, covering his face in the horse’s cum. He moaned in pleasure and flopped back as the last few globbs fell down over his face. Tomas then smiled and slowly pulled out. 

	“Mmmm, yes, that was fantastic. I’m going to have a lot of fun with you. For now, I need to clean up. You don’t mind if I use your shower do you,” He said, before giggling and walking out of the room, dripping cum onto the floor and leaving Vincent there. 

	Vincent laid there, Mind awash in the pleasure of the act that just took place. He knew that he was going to be stuck like this forever now, or at least till someone found a way to change him back. Nothing but a simple fuck toy. To be used again and again. Vincent didn’t care right now though, he had finally gotten release, and in the moment that was all he wanted. Would it really be so bad, living a life of pleasure and being used? Maybe, maybe not, All Vincent knew was it felt good. And with that thought, He passed out for the night, waiting to be used again.