"Pretty pretty..." the creepy old man said for the seventh time since Singularity had caught his eye.
She did all she could to ignore the man as she continued on her way through the trade station, the man's hunched form following several steps behind. She kept imagining her tail close enough to swat his face with but suppressed the urge to the best of her ability.
The store she was looking for was just around the corner, and then she could go back to her ship, install the replacement module, and get as much distance between herself and the place as possible.
Before she could round the corner, a set of boney fingers grabbed a hold of her left wing with surprising strength, and she felt herself get thrown sideways into the space between vendor stalls!
Before she could react, the creepy old man had jumped on top of her, his robes flowing over them both, and Singularity felt a vial of liquid put to her muzzle.
The vile liquid made her gag, but the old man held her in place, covering her nostrils with one hand while emptying the vial's contents in her mouth.
As a last ditch effort she tried to spit it out, but the man clamped her mouth shut before she could and all she managed to do was bathe her tongue in the taste before it washed back to her throat.
Her body responded automatically to her lack of air, her throat muscles convulsing as they tried to get oxygen down to her lungs, but instead worked the liquid down her esophagus.
Singularity collapsed into a coughing fit, more of the liquid running down her throat as she tried to get air where there was none, but then gasped as both hands holding her muzzle let go of her.
In the surprisingly stifling darkness of the man's robes, she fell to her knees, gasping for air, clawing at her throat as it felt like it was on fire, which soon started to spread through her body as the liquid spread through it.
"Wha..." she started, but halted as her voice came out like the high-pitched squeaking of a balloon expelling its air through a tight hole.
"Pretty, pretty... will fetch a high price on the market," the man returned in his creepy crackling voice, while Singularity tried to make sense of what she was feeling.
The fire spread to her limbs; arms, legs, wings, and Singularity watched in horror as they started to shrink...
It was most obvious in her arms and legs, as she was using them to keep herself upright. The floor raced towards her, and she quickly pushed up in a sitting position, her glasses falling off of her head as she did.
She spun around to face the man, who had been about half her size before the ordeal but was quickly starting to tower over her, his hunched form leering over her like a vulture waiting for its prey to die so it may start feeding.
As Singularity watched, her arms and legs shrinking to disappear into her body, her vision narrowed while her mouth clamped shut and never opened again. She struggled against the changes, but only managed to fall back against something made out of plastic and glass.
She tilted her head back in an attempt to see what it was that was supporting her, only to be greeted by the sight of her glasses in her peripheral vision before all of her sight was taken from her.
Her body froze in the position it was sat in while the last of the changes finalized. Her skin took on a rubber sheen, the thinnest parts of her body becoming slightly transparent, while her vagina deepened itself to an unnatural size, ribbed walls replacing the space her organs had formerly occupied.
Inside the new sextoy's mind, Singularity was still trying to find some way to fathom what had happened to her, even as a boney hand grabbed a hold of her and stuffed her into a small box.
"Pretty, pretty..." the old man repeated with a grin, stuffing the box with the exotically shaped cocksleeve into a pocket of his coat before he started shuffling off towards his vendor stall. It was sure to fetch a good price.
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