Brad closed his eyes as he thrusted, his mouth open and panting. Something stiff touched his tongue, and at first he had thought the skunk toy was giving him a deep kiss. Until the stiff object kept entering his mouth, that is. He opened his eyes in surprise and saw a stuffed black-furred paw gently pressing the dildo into his mouth, an evil grin on the skunkette's face. Brad tried to spit it out, bite down, gag on it, anything to keep it from sliding in, but his mouth wouldn't listen to him. He even started sucking on it, rubbing his tongue across its smooth surface, unable to stop himself.
His thrusts slowed down and came to a stop as his entire body felt limp. Fake fur spread across his body as his skin changed to fabric, the world shrinking around him. He tried to push away with his arms, but his muscles turned to stuffing and he couldn't do anything about it. There was a change in his eyesight as his eyes became plastic, a stylized snout poking at the bottom of his vision complete with a black plastic nose. His arms and legs were getting shorter, his hands losing all definition and becoming stump-like paws covered in black fur. He couldn't move his neck to see, or do anything except continue to lick and tease the cursed vibrator in his mouth, but he could sense the reddish-brown fur forming on his back, and the white on his front.
Brad wondered what was going to happen to his manhood when he felt the change reach it. It shrank, sliding out of the fuzzy tunnel it was buried in. Then, it sank into his body and became a sleeve very similar to the one he was just in. Brad's hair turned to a sort of polyester fiber, growing longer and turning a bright red color. Brad knew his gender was changing, that he was becoming female for some reason, but it didn't seem to bother her. She, and she'd have to get used to thinking of herself with female pronouns, figured it had to be the vibrator's doing. After all, if she wasn't freaking out at being turned into a stuffed animal, or being unable to do anything except slide a felt-covered tongue across a fake penis, what could possibly affect her?
A stuffed tube of fabric extended from what used to be her spine, long fake fur sprouting from it. The tip was the same white as her belly and chest, and the rest of it was the same reddish-brown color of her back. Her world stopped shrinking as she sat in the arms of the giant skunk plush she was so recently having sex with. The vibrator slid out of her muzzle, which was lined with the same velvety fur that was inside the tunnel at her crotch.
She felt strangely happy as the skunk petted her head, the fuzzy paw moving through her new hair. But then she felt herself be placed on the bed, a bright flash making her wish she could blink. She was facing the computer, so she could watch her almost-lover change the eBay auction until it showed a familiar-looking vixen.
Briefly, she hoped she'd at least get a good home, if she couldn't become her old self again.