Suddenly, you felt the presence of an evildoer. From the shadows outside your window emerged a strange figure wrapped in a green cloak.
"Stretch Woman, we meet again. This time, I will have you for myself!"
"Not likely, vill-" Just then, the figure gazed into your eyes. It was like he was drowning your soul in the pools of his bright, pupil-less purple eyes.
Your arms fell to your sides. You no longer had the will to fight.
"Yes, Stretch Woman, give in. My telepathy is slowly erasing your desire to fight me. Now, fall to your knees."
You did as he commanded.
The figure then removed his cloak. Underneath, he was a strange abomination: a shriveled green body, with six long fingers and toes on each appendage. The only thing human about him was his sexual organs, which appeared to be exactly the same as those of a human man.
Light shining off his smooth round head, the figure beckoned you close. "A healthy human female such as yourself is the ideal subject for purposes of mating, Stretch Woman. Now extract my sperm."
You crawled forth on your knees and took the head of his penis in your mouth. He started to moan when you licked his member, stimulating the nerve ends. "Now I understand why the men of your species have these hideous growths attached to their loins. Such pleasure..."
To add to his satisfaction, you began fondling his balls, which were much bigger in your hands than you expected. As the figure continued to moan and grunt, he sent telepathic signals into your brain. "I will soon release my seed into your throat, Stretch Woman. Swallow all of it, then continue to stimulate my cock."
When he did ejaculate, it was a horrible sensation. His sperm tasted like someone was forcing you to drink sour milk. You could feel it curdling in your mouth and spat it out in disgust. Upset, the figure used his powers to trigger some sort of inflammation in your brain, causing you to double over and scream in agony.
"You will obey me, Stretch Woman, when I tell you to swallow my seed. You are like a, what do you call it, a pet. You will serve your master in whatever manner he commands you. Perhaps you need to be reminded of what you are to me."
Unleashing the full extent of his mental prowess, his telepathy embedding itself within every fiber of your body, he began to reshape your form.
First, he made your costume disintegrate, leaving you naked. Then, he started to pull your arms and legs like taffy. You watched your hands roll themselves into fleshy balls, then turn into what looked like the paws of a dog. The same thing happened to your feet, then you felt your spine compress upon itself, until it hurt to stand on two legs and you had to support yourself on four. Your ears poked out above your head, your nose melted into a tiny little snout on your face, your teeth lengthened and sharpened, and a smattering of hair was left to grow between your ears and your eyes. A light coating of fur covered the upper half of your body, leaving the rest bare skin, your breasts shrank away until only the nipples were left, and your vagina was now covered by a small tail that waved about excitedly, as though it were outside your control.
The figure was satisfied. "And now for one final touch."
Suddenly, you felt a feeling of hunger like you had never felt before in your stomach. It was as if you had never eaten in your life. On instinct, you began whimpering to the figure, begging for food.
"You wish to eat? Not until you finish serving me, creature."
All of your feelings-your shock, horror, and anger--came boiling to the surface. You growled, pursed your jowls back to reveal your teeth, and prepared to attack the figure.
He gave what probably passed for a smile on his small, thin lips and flashed his eyes. Once again, your will to fight was gone. Only this time, you knew that you could not attack him. You gave out a small, pitiful whimper and let your body fall to the ground. If you starved to death, it didn't matter. You would rather die than serve him.
The figure then held up something that instantly attracted the attention of your nose, something so delicious, that you could not help yourself. You shambled over to the figure and resumed licking his penis.
Eventually, you let him put his member in your mouth, his mind restraining you from biting his cock off. He climaxed, and again, foul sperm poured into your mouth. This time, you had to swallow it.
Pleased with you, the figure offered the food he held, and watched as you tore it open with your sharp teeth, gobbling it up like a wild animal.
"This is only the beginning, creature. In time, you will learn to love and fear me. You will learn that food will only be given to you when you obey. You will learn that when you upset me, you will be punished until you learn never to upset me again. You will learn that when I command you to serve me, you will do so without any thought of resistance, and in time, serving me will become your only happiness. There is no one who can save you or restore you to your original form. You belong to me."
Wrapping his thick cloak around his body, he beckoned you to follow him back into the shadows. This was your only chance to run away, maybe find someone who could help. But what could you do?