lewd, freewrite, toy
You don’t know how you got here, & can’t remember much of anything but a rigorous process of consent sometime prior. You don’t remember much <you don’t need to>, but as the folks at this party needily stare at your semitransparent toy body, you think it wasn’t always like this.
lewd, freewrite, toy
It continues like that until the sun rises. You feel your memory return in a fuzz, vinyl breaking way to your old hide. After the party stops and everyone has had their fill, they treat you differently. At the first signs of your change back, they ask you how you feel, get you water, food.
lewd, freewrite, toy
The gazes feel nice, though. They fill you with pleasant feelings of usefulness, and you shake your thick, shiny tail in kind. A girl lines up behind and grabs it, and you smile back. You don’t feel entirely in control <and you don’t need to worry about it>.