"Just lay back," cooed the soft, familiar, feminine voice. "Look at me and relax. There. Good pony~"

The alluring light of those synthetic eyes seemed to fill Candor's entire world. He fell into them even as Adelle's cold body slowly melted over him. Some tiny voice in the back of his thoughts screamed that he should run! Should fight! Should at least try to flee, but his arms, legs, and tentacles refused to obey him. As that tiny mote of pure, rational terror retreated into his mind, the displacer pony smiled.

Soon even the smile was not his own. A slight tingle ran through him as the slave suit's neural network began feeding her thoughts into his body, overriding his own. Her slightly minty kiss turned into an engulfing wave that poured into his mouth. Her Individualized Compliance Solution, a potent synthetic pheromone, flooded into him, further clouding his conscious mind.

Finally, the shark's glowing eyes settled over atop his, her flowing body solidified into a rubber-like skin, and she lifted her new body off the ground. She moved her piscine/equine limbs, testing out the new muscles within her. She stretched her new tentacles to their limits, giggling with delight at the novel sensation. Her long, thick, shark-like tail swayed back and forth as she walked around, filling out her hips and chest to give her new body a properly feminine form.

"What a good host you make," Adelle praises into Candor Champion's ears. "You barely needed any training. Now, why don't we go find some nice stallion or herm and get you broken in like the mare you are~"

Through the hypnotic and aphrodisiac haze quashing his thoughts the pony replies, "Yes, Mistress... Gladly...."

Art by  ScrapTeeth
Candor Champion ©  ThatchtheRoo
Adelle © Me