You try to run

You begin running with your new legs, but they shoot you with high-definition ray guns, and you're hit. You change from a kumquat to something else. A woman. You take a human form, with long hair and smooth legs and arms and a butt that won't stop. Your hair reaches your waist, and you have a short pink skirt and tank top on, and sandals. You can feel that you have make up on, and your tits are a C Cup. "Ha, now you'll never be a kumquat again, which makes us one step closer to ridding the world of kumquats! And every time this ray hits you, you get more feminine. For example, watch:" you get hit with the ray again, and your skirt changes into a tutu, and you have tights and a ballet outfit on with dance slippers. Your tits grow to a D, and your hair grows longer, then braids itself in two braids that go down to your butt. "See? We control you now. You're free to go, but if we call upon you, you must come see us for whatever reason." "And what if I refuse?" you say in a high-pitched voice. "I don't like the tone of you, missy." he says, firing the ray again. This time, your tights seem to get tighter on your skin, with taller dance shoes, and size E boobs. Your hair falls out of it's braids to the floor, then put up in a style very feminently on top. "That should teach you to watch your attitude."

Written by Frau Walter

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