“Interesting!” the wizard mused as he rubbed his chin, “it seems that your body recovered from the laying process with astonishing speed!” Ryan just kept shivering against the wall as the wizard walked over to him and, with a sudden movement, pressed his hand against Ryan’s vagina. With another quick motion, the wizard trust a finger up inside of Ryan, eliciting a humiliated gasp as the wizard wiggled his finger around.
“And it seems that little cunt of yours is nice and tight despite having laid that monster of an egg just seconds ago! I certainly am glad that you didn’t manage to cast this spell on me,” the wizard scoffed before withdrawing his hand.
The wizard walked over to the egg, then bent over and gave it a quick examination. “Ah, yes, well I suppose that this egg is probably worth about $200, so I’ll take a small mercy on you. I’ll buy your egg and, in exchange, give you back these headphones.”
‘Yes!’ Ryan thought as the wizard placed the headphones and cds into a box before tossing it at Ryan’s feet. ‘I’ll be able to use the headphones to turn-‘
“Don’t get the wrong idea.” The wizard chuckled as he gestured with his hands and a wave of magic washed over Ryan, “that spell I just cast on you did two things that you’ll find quite important to the life you’re going to end up stuck in. The first is that it altered reality. You’ve always been in your current body, and no one will believe otherwise. The second is that it locked you into your current body. Another wizard could still transform you into something else, but a parlor trick like those headphones will be quite incapable of making any adjustments.”
The wizard made a few more gestures and the world seemed to grow dark around Ryan. “I’d certainly be interested to learn more about that body of yours, including how often you lay, but I’ve grown bored of you. In a few seconds you’ll be teleported to wherever it is that body calls home which, I can assure you, is nowhere near this shop.”
The world grew darker and darker as Ryan reached out with a feathered hand, managing to cluck out a “plea-cuck… waikaww!” only for the world to vanish in front of him.