You wake up after who knows how long lying on your back. After several moments of cloudyness your remember with a start what had happened. Was it all a dream?
You try to move your arms, but find them tied together in front of you. You let out a confused squeak. What has happened to you?
Suddenly something grabs you firmly behind the head and pulls upwards and forwards, making you sit up. In front of you is a mirror. Your jaw drops and you let out another horrified squeal as you behold your reflection. Staring back at you is a very scared, shaking brown weasel.
You're made to stare at your new self for a few minutes, barely able to process that its your own altered form you are staring at. Your four paws are tied together, while your legs kick helplessly upwards in the air. Your tail, yes your tail, whips back and forth with excitement.
A giant pair of gloved hands is holding you, you can barely make out the giant human behind it at the edges of the mirror.
The hand holding the nape of your neck now pushes forward, making you curl your back into a C. You find yourself staring between your own legs, the base of your tail just in front as it flips angrily whipping you on the nose.
Where's your junk?
The horrifying realization hits you. No cock. No balls. Only the folded lips of female genitalia.
As if that wasn't shocking enough, a pair of fingers come in and presses gently on your furry mons, pulling in either direction to spread the tissue apart.
You see the lips of your labia pulling apart with a slight wet sound, showing a glipse of the moist pink vaginal folds beneath.