Maybe imposing isn't the right word for what you're looking at.
The rabbit in front of you only looks terrifying because he's gigantic. Were you normal size, you wouldn't feel threatened by him at all. He has a soft, bubbly expression on his face that matches the rest of him. He's resting comfortably on his stomach atop the soft, fuzzy carpet, his legs kicking playfully in the air and his chin resting on his paws. He looks at you less like a person he drugged and shrunk down and more like a friend who's about to tell him some juicy gossip.
"Hiya, cutie~. I've been waiting a while for you to wake up." He says with a bright smile on his face. "You sleep funny."
You try to move, only to find that your arms and legs have been bound by a bunch of bright, colorful string. You're tied up to something rubbery behind you, but you can't quite make out what it is. You can barely even move your head, forced to stare into the deceptively friendly eyes of your captor.
You're on the floor of what appears to be the rabbit's bedroom. It's quite colorful, filled with vibrant stuffed animals and dolls. Just like with the rabbit himself, if you weren't stuck here against your will, you wouldn't have much of a reason to be nervous.
"W-Where am I?" You whimper? "W-What do you-" You stop your questioning for a moment to squirm against the string you're tied up in.
"Take your time!" The rabbit says encouragingly. "I know this all is a lot for you, so we can move on to the explanation once you've tuckered yourself out~."
The rabbit is patient enough for you to calm down. You can't help but notice a stand next to him with a valuable-looking camera attached to it, pointed right at you.
"Y-You're streaming this?" You whimper.
"Streaming? Oh, no, no. That doesn't make as much money as you'd think. Individual copies sell for so much more"
You whimper and whine, your heart racing as you try to come to terms with all of this. All it takes at your puny size is just a little bit of string tied around your chest to keep you locked in place. You'd be able to break your bindings apart--heck, you're sure you could even overpower this lithe bunny and run right out of here--if only you weren't so small.
"Are you done struggling, little fella?" The bunny asks.
You don't answer, instead panting in exhaustion. The rabbit takes this as a yes, and lifts his butt up to stretch dramatically. You can see his little cotton tail jutting out from his sweatpants, wiggling back and forth.
"P-Please," You whimper. "I-I don't know what you want, but-"
"Oh wow! You're begging so fast. Aww." You recoil as the rabbit clambers over your body. You think he's going to squash you, but his paws move out of the way at the last second. He's just teasing you. For now.
He gets into the same position he did earlier, only now you're right between his elbows. You're hit with the scent of fresh flowers, though the relaxing aroma does little to calm you down. A phone on the stand is placed in front of you after a bit of fidgeting on the rabbit's end. You see a tiger woman on her stomach, a shadow looming over her.
"Make sure to pay extra close attention, 'kay? Most people have to pay a lot to see this sort of thing."
The tiger looks like she's crawling away from something. You can see her begging for a second chance before a familiar foots comes down on top of her. It grinds against her body an agonizing few seconds.
"Don't stop looking! This next part's important~."
What you see when the rabbit lifts the paw isn't what you were expecting. The tiger is still moving, but her entire body is flattened like some sort of cartoon. She looks less furry and more...silky. Like a fabric. She flaps helplessly as her body flattens out even more, her face losing its definition and blending in with the rest of her. In a matter of moments, the tiger has transformed completely into a single sock adorned with her stripes.
After the video ends, you're met with the rabbit's paw, which comes down right in front of you. The sheer force is enough to make the ground quake and wind to rush over your body. You were so entranced by the video that you didn't even notice him walk away...and slip on a very familiar sock.
"You...s-she's...you..."
"Yep!" The rabbit says in a chipper tone. "By the way, I'm really sorry for the terrible video quality. I was still learning the ropes back then."
He grinds the poor tiger-striped sock onto the ground. You can see that it's covered in sweat from overuse. It probably hasn't been cleaned since that video. The sock looks much more worn than the one the tiger turned into. You wonder how long she's been like this. Were people still looking for her? How long as she been transformed for?
"W-Why?" You ask?
"Hmm? You can't whimper, little guy. You're so small I can barely hear you."
"W-Why are you doing this?"
"Oh! Well, for one, she feels really nice around my paws! Nothing beats a sock you made yourself~." He lifts his paw up to rub the sock against your face. Despite how disgusting his paws smell, you can't help but admit that the fabric is pleasant to the touch. "But the real reason is money, mostly."
"M-Money?"
"Oh, yeah! You'd be surprised how much people are willing to pay for something like this on the black market! There's so many people who get hard jerking into a crusty sock just by knowing there's a real conscious person in there that exists solely to store their spunk~."
He wiggles his toes.
"So I started with socks for a while, but people started getting more requests, and I thought--why not? If the money's right, I can do it. I got really good at transforming people into all sorts of things-"
You want to believe this is all a dream, but the video was so real, and you're seeing the results poking and prodding at your little body. You swear you can even feel the fabric quivering.
"-Pocket pussies and dildos, obviously. There was anal birds where each bead was a separate person. God, that one took forever. Paid super good money though~.
"L-Look. You don't have to do this. I...I can p-pay you-"
"Yeah, sorry, little guy. I hear that a lot from the people I shrink. Whatever you got on you isn't worth nearly as much as what I'd make off you when I sell you. That's not even including the footage. No, I'm going to mold you in to the perfect plaything my clients want."
"You...you're going to make me into a sex toy?"
"Gosh, were you even paying attention? I get lots of requests for dildos of pocket pussies, but plenty for clothes too. Panties or socks. Floor mats. Towels. Even got a request for a diaper once. Poor little dude. Paid for this nice new camera, though, so I can't feel too bad about it."
He bends over, giving you an innocent-looking smile.
"You don't want to end up as a fat grizzly's diaper, do you?
You frantically shake your head.
"Most people don't! So I suggest you listen up, because we're going to play a game! You win? I'll transform you into you, but normal-sized! You lose? I'll transform you into something abnormal and then--well, that's the rest of your life, basically."
The bunny finally unties you, and you fall to the floor. You look up to see what you were attached to: a giant horse dildo.
"He was this adorable little raccoon," The rabbit says. "I'm really proud of how he came out. I use him, like, every day."
You can only stare in horror at the room around you. How many of the toys and plushies here were once people? How many have been transformed for the rest of their lives? Dozens? Hundreds?
"Hey, good on you for not bothering to run away, little guy. I like a tiny who knows when they're in a hopeless situation. How about I give you your choice of what game to play? You can pick whichever one you like! Pick whatever one you think is going to be easiest, or whichever one might lead to the least horrible fate for how you'll spend rest of your life--I don't really care. I got a lot of clients and this is a great way to take the pressure off what to turn someone into next."
The rabbit pulls out a few random slips of note paper, showing some crude drawings.
The first has a person on a tightrope, balancing over a bunch of shoes. Stink lines waft up from below as the person tries to keep their balance.
The second has a person running for their life as they're chased by seemingly inanimate objects.
The third has a panicked person hiding behind a cup while a few animals in the distance appear to be looking for them.
None of them look good, and they only give vague hints at what would happen if you lose. They aren't the only notes here either, just the few that are closest to you.
The bunny watches on intently. He seems to have done this plenty of times before, and he's willing to wait however long it takes for you to come to a decision.
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