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3rd person account:

Seeing a glimpse of that slender, sexy space pirate in the body of a sweating, ill-mannered and enormously-obese rhino… shook me.

She… he, it-it didn’t matter now, it appeared very contented. I regretted ever asking if Ryoko had been through the castle… it never would have occurred to me that she had, in fact, never left its walls all those years later. Ryoko was a feisty space pirate of the best kind, now seemingly reduced to a half ton monstrosity, waddling ponderously through the dark castle corridors: a beast of burden, voluntarily acting on orders as a member of the mad Duke’s guard. Voluntarily grotesque, obedient… stupendously fat. The contrast made my head spin.

A few years back Ryoko was the first person to warn me of the Duke’s predilections towards obese rhinoceros hybrids, and was openly wary of his “gifts”—perhaps curiosity got the better of her, maybe it was greed? God she… it… looked so pleased with itself, sloshing its belly, dripping with sweat and constantly, playfully adjusting the distended bulk of its grey wobbling hide. I couldn’t believe it... I didn’t want to believe it was still her.

The Duke’s sages and mages were indeed so powerful I dared not stay in the castle a moment longer, petrified I might succumb to the same transformed rhinoceros fate. The money was always good, and the jobs simple enough, but I didn’t want to swap my pretty face for a protracted grey muzzle with two proud horns, replete with eyes desperately eyeing up the nearest morsel of food.

Maybe she owed the Duke money, maybe that was it!… maybe...? A job may have gone wrong, and she was paying off a debt? It didn’t add up though, the deep, grunting voice of the fat rhino taunting me for caring about her played over and over in my head. She was happy but also repugnant that I even cared for her past self… she had no regrets. I lay in bed cursing the thought that a beautiful young woman could ever willingly transform herself into such a slovenly, obese animal beast. God… that rhino was so fat, that shiny leather underwear riding up its dimpled backside as it walked… UGH. I winced at the memory. That was not a soul at odds with their new form…

Today, as I write this, I don’t want to know the price, whatever she took in payment to agree to have her body and mind warped into… that… because I fear deep down she did it for free, to escape the troubles of this turbulent world, picking a side… becoming a gatekeeper rather than a forever slave to money. We risk our lives as pirates, bootleggers and smugglers, I mean, wouldn’t it be nice to live a stable, simple, docile, and dare I say pleasurable life? It almost made sense… almost… but I wasn’t willing to trade my freedom and body for it, just yet.

I hope Ryoko is happy in her new life, but I dare not set foot in that castle again. The Duke is a generous host, but his magic is dark… primal and can unlock hidden desires unfathomable to those outside his castle walls…