Polly woke up to the muffled sounds of a department store around her. Her vision was blurry and her head was swimming. She rubbed her eyes with tiny hands, trying to get the sleep out of them. It then occurred to her that indeed her hands were tiny. In fact, a lot of her was tiny! She then realized that she was stuck inside some kind of thick transparent plastic box. What she saw outside the box was otherworldly.
She gazed upon what looked like an average department store at first glance, but it was all futuristic and space age like! She saw all kinds of crazy creatures, presumably space aliens, going about their regular shopping. Her jaw was physically unable to close she was in so much awe. As for herself, she realized that her body was suddenly really different. For one, she had the proportions of an eight year old, except with rather large boobs and a sizable butt. Even her vulva seemed a bit puffier. She was dressed in a plain white shirt and blue pants with brown boots. Her hair was still a black bob cut, though, and she still had her glasses.
“What in heck happened to me?” she said to herself. Her voice had an unusually cutesy lilt to it. She knew for sure it didn’t usually sound so high pitched, at least.
“You got abducted and turned into a toy for alien children,” a voice to her right answered her. She turned to see what looked like an eight year old boy with a little bit of stubble, a huge set of hips, and a fat bulge in his crotch. “My name’s Lance. You probably just got abducted recently. Some space alien toy company has taken to abducting alien brains and putting them in cutesy-fied clone bodies. Relax, you don’t need to eat or drink… at least not until somebody removes you from the box you came in. Humans are a really popular toy among these space creatures, since we’re so smart and all. They play with us, and we’re expected to play with them back. They even let us have sex sometimes, I heard.”
“That sounds ridiculous!” Polly cried, “They can’t do this to sentient creatures like us!”
“They most certainly can,” Lance said flatly, “They already have. Look at us! It’s all kinds of fucked, but they don’t seem to care all that much if they’re still doing it! Maybe I can convince whoever buys me to take me to Earth so that I can see my little princess again. I had a life back on Earth! With a wife and kids of my own. How about you? What’s your name?”
“Polly,” the newly toyed woman explained, “and I was just a secretary at this office building. I was going steady with a guy for about six months. Now I’m… what kind of sicko makes a toy for children look like this?”
“Wish I could tell you,” Lance sighed. The ground shook a bit as gaggles of alien children rushed forward to check out the latest stock. “Shit! I always hate this time of the day! Freaking lunatics! Just pray that you get bought by someone civil! I hope this time someone picks me!”
Polly watched with stupefied horror as she watched the strange looking space aliens snatch at the plastic boxes, making noises at each other in languages she couldn’t understand as the humans inside screamed their heads off. Then, she suddenly felt her box get picked up by one kid, maybe not quite so roughly as the others. She looked into the face of the kid who grabbed her.