"I believe I promised you cookies on the flying saucer for willingly being transformed did I? Beam us up."
Your vision was engulfed in a flurry of rainbow sparkles, and you were in a room with a large window viewport of the planet humans called Earth from orbit. The room itself reminded you of human ideas of science fiction from the human calendar of 1950s AD.
There was also one of your people holding a plate of cookies... except, she instead of fur, her body had a rubbery shine, and her body had seamlines, along with a nozzle in her belly button, and handles sticking out of her sides, there was what humans would consider a 'barcode' visible on her left breast.
"Here ya go!" Your sister grinned.
"Uh, sis'?" You ask pointing at the pooltoy/lovedoll stunk anthro. "What is that?"
"What is what? Oh her? I forget that since you were zapped willingly, that means you keep more of your personality, but it also means things have to be explained to you more. Even brainwashing can't fix everything. I'm pretty sure she was a sadistic torturer. Now she's an obedient and subservient dolly. It's much more civilized than what did humans call it? Death row?"
The dolly just kept on smiling holding the plate of cookies. You tried one. "These are delicious sis!"
"Thank you sister, but it was our sister who actually made them."
"Welcome aboard!" A slightly pudgy naked skunk woman stepped inside, octagon shaped door opening and closing automatically for her. She walked up and gave you a hug furry hug! "You're the first of eight billion new sisters!"
You hugged her back, but then an annoying independent thought came to you.
"Have we considered turning people into, ya know, male furry naked anthro skunks?" You had said 'we', not 'you', but that felt completely natural and you didn't even think of it. "It would make it so we don't have to waste time and energy invading stuff..."
Your first sister you met says, "It's kinda our whole way of life at this point. You'll see what I mean..."
Your round sister remarks, "Ah! Right! I saw on the monitors, you're a willing convert. Since you weren't brainwashed completely since you were a willing subject, we have to explain a few things to you."
"I'll show them, I did convert them after all," said your first sister as she leads you through the ship, before coming to a round room with a holographic display in the middle. The walls were ringed with couches, and you saw you had guests.
One was a alluring and lithe sexy naked fox woman, whose black fur on her arms and legs made it look like she was wearing long gloves and boots, she had a white belly and the rest of her fur was red, like her long hair behind her. She lounged on her side.
Opposite of her was an naked muscular wolf amazon, her body having tattoos that somehow stood out on her fur, along with scars along her body. Some tattoos looked decorative, while others you had a feeling were about her rank and status. She also had one artificial eye, her fur was gray, almost black, she sat at attention.
Finally, there was a little girl kitty with blond fur, blond hair, big green eyes, wearing a fluffy white and pink dress. She also wore a large bell around her neck.
All three had a transformation zapper at their side, except the kitty, she had a magic wand topped with a heart shape.
They were also all attended by living pooltoy/love-doll of their own species... except again the kitty, she was attended by a living blue tiger boy plushie three times her size and a head taller than even the wolf.
"Honored observers of the wolf-woman, cat-girl, and vixen empires, I'd like to introduce you to the first convert of Earth, cementing our formal claim on this planet as under the protection of the skunk ladies empire, to be converted physically and culturally into more of our kind."
"Uh... nice to meet all of you." You awkwardly wave.
"Don't worry sis', we're on..." Her eye glance at the wolf. "On relatively good terms with them right now. They won't zap you, and we're not allowed to zap them, emissaries and observers are protected from zapping according to the intergalactic rules of war convention."
"Never stops 'accidents' from happening," the vixen said sultry. "That's why this is the last job anyone wants."
"So you fight wars by turning other species into your own, and they do the same?" You asked.
Everyone in the room, even the toys, look at you like you asked the universe's most obvious question.
"Of course! KILLING other sapient beings would be just barbaric, so we just transform and brainwash each other into our species, balancing things out. Much better than destroying planet or murdering whole populations," your sister said. The three observers all nodded in agreement.
"We kinda can't afford to be OFFICIALLY at war with each other," The kitten explained. "The dragons are currently held in check by the alliance between the vixens, us, you skunk ladies... and wolf-women."
The wolf woman snorted.
You look at your sister for why the wolves were singled out there, she answers lowly. "The wolves can't be ignored in an alliance since they're too big a player on the board. But unlike the other empires, they transformation a percentage of their conquered population not just into more wolf-women, but also anthro does and bucks, who do reproduce on their own, but also act their major food source!"
"You make it sound as if we're monsters," the wolf woman said. "We respect our prey's sacrifice, and our hunts are honorable. We don't kill young or pregnant females or females caring for young. We only use natural or traditional weapons, and we do not use scent masking while hunting. A hunt is meaningless if the prey has no chance of winning."
The kitten still looked sick at this discussion.
"All that said, our alliance is why we don't all have scales and wings breathing fire right now," the vixen explained, her ears twitching.
"Soooo," you ask your sister. "What were you before?"
Your sister looked somewhat shocked at this question (as do the observers) but answers. "I'm pretty sure I used to be a squid monster who ate brains. They were first assimilated by the foxes, then the wolves, I happened to be one of the wolves instead of the prey, then the dragons, and finally us skunks. And sis', I know you have to learn some of this, but it's considered bad taste to ask what species you were born as, since populations and planets change hands all the time!"
"OH! Sorry!"