It had taken months of searching to find the shop, but it had finally paid off; now you were here, opening the door, stepping in and closing it behind you as a bell rang to let someone know you were here. The City was a huge place, and as an unlicensed seller of magic you'd found this shop tended not to stay in one place for too long. Knowing it was part of the black market had created a certain expectation; cobwebs and whispers and secrets, darkened rooms and illicit business done by the underworld or by the fairy folk. You were slightly disappointed by the reality: a shop with a simple wooden counter, empty at the front with a few chairs around a low table, the back walls lined with colourful potions in glass vials. There wasn't much on display, which made sense; like you, most customers knew exactly why they were here. The bell echoed briefly, before the air grew quiet and still once again. It seemed right to wait, so you sat at one of the seats and twiddled your claws, letting your mind drift. You'd been very persistent in your search and very keen to get here, but now you were actually sat in that seat those old doubts started to seep back into your mind. Wasn't what you wanted just an exercise in being frivolous? Would it really last, or would you just want to undo it after a week or so? Being in that chair made it real, which was both awesome and scary at the same time. A little voice piped up from nearby, asking you what was wrong. Surprised, you looked around, but there didn't seem to be anyone nearby! The voice repeated its question, and with more focus you traced the sound to the table. On top of it, there sat a cute feral creature; long and slim, four legs and a rounded face and small cute ears. You thought it might be a ferret except that it was entirely bright yellow, transparent, and made of liquid which rippled as it shook its tail. Such a meeting was odd, but not uncomfortable to you. Nothing was wrong, so you said. Those miniature eyes blinked, and the challenge came: if that was so, why were you here? The ferret sounded so innocent, and so genuinely curious, that you found your words helplessly spilling out; thoughts and feelings you'd never shared with anyone so directly. Anyone could be anything in the City, whether it walked in two legs or four or none at all. Dysphoria was uncommon, but where it appeared the solution tended to be quite simple in a land so filled with magic. Not so for you, who had tried a few things; from lizard, to raptor, to the dragon guy you were right now. Each change brought some peace for a time, but the realisation you'd made some time ago is that, most of all, you wanted to be a /thing/. Just an object; something much simpler and more carefree, an item of property. Nobody would do it, because it was not lawful in the City to perform such magic. So here you were, because you'd heard rumours that this shop had no such scruples. It was highly disempowering to submit your feelings to the little creature, and your cheeks burned red after only a short while, but that felt good as well and you kept talking. It listened curiously, swishing its tail and watching you quietly. Shyly, you looked away; you'd been staring a bit, imagining that the ferret was a previous customer, feeling aroused and tingly from horns to tail at the reality of it. You said as such. The little critter smiled politely and shook its head. No, it had never been alive. Within its body, clouds of darker yellow and green and blue began to form and swirl, giving the ferret a mottled look as it walked along the table, inviting itself into your lap and up against your chest. It felt cool, but its paws didn't leave damp prints on your clothes. Curiosity grew as it introduced itself; it was a potion which had the shape of a ferret. Today, it would be your potion. You opened your mouth to pose one of the many questions you wanted to ask, and it quickly took the opportunity to do what it was created to do. The ferret potion bounced up and dived inside your mouth, wiggling itself as deep as it could. Instinctively you tried to close your mouth but the ferret didn't give way; it filled your whole mouth before it slipped down your throat like an oyster. Once safely inside the ferret's part of its task was done, leaving the magic of the potion to spread through your body. Your mouth felt hot, and soon the rest of your body did as well. Surprised, you stood up from the chair and started to walk over to the door, as if being away from here might help you make sense of what had happened. Your legs felt weak before you could make it, and you dropped first to your knees and then your rear, tail quivering. You were definitely split between delight and despair; this isn't how you thought today would go! The heat inside you was quite powerful until you felt coolness over your nose and face, under your tail and between your legs. On your snout you could see something spreading, a thin blue film that grew thicker and shinier each second as it covered your eyes and your nose. Everything smelled like rubber for a few moments, and then like nothing at all. Thankfully you could still see, although your view of the world was a bit hazy. Paws raised up and felt smooth rubber all over your head, rapidly spilling down your neck and shoulders. You shivered, and your cock began to stir happily between your legs; this was really happening! Embarrassed but needy, you pushed down your shorts and fondled yourself right there on the floor. The coolness you had felt trickling around down there was yet more rubber, a rich blue that shone in the light and coated your groin and the tops of your legs. The rubber was in your throat, so your gasps of pleasure were muffled. Still, it felt so wonderful to play here, certain you were being watched by whatever forces owned the magic shop. In place of more natural fluids you felt liquid rubber spurt out instead, coating both your paws and your stiff dragon poke. A growl caught in your throat as you found it getting harder to finish, your paws swelling up as fingers seemed to blend together into useless paws. Your cock was overtaken by rubber, feeling sticky as it pressed against your belly. Your paw pressed down firmly on your warm shaft and eagerly you humped at it, rubbery tongue lolling out of your mouth. You could still feel it stiffly underneath, but a tingle raced from cock to belly and up through your mind. You weren't going to need that any more, not with the magic taking hold, and you could see and feel it shrinking away. A soft whine was muffled by rubber as you tried to come to your last orgasm. Smaller and smaller your dragony poke became, until there was a little nub which a big paw couldn't quite tease any more. Then, all you had was a smooth patch between your legs. Thoughts began to alter, to make you feel truly without gender; despite knowing you had changed, it seemed very strange to think of yourself as ever having been male. The experience had left a lingering ache that you couldn't quite satisfy. Indeed, you did try to rub down there, and although the loud squeaking was really pleasant in its own way it wasn't quite the same. Held on edge, captivated by the changes, you took a good look down your body. The spreading rubber was cooling you down, making you shiny and squeaky and smooth all over. You still looked like a dragon, although a tight shrinking feeling had miniaturised your wings; not that they'd be capable of flight after your change anyway. Your details had been smoothed away, under dark blue rubber with a light blue underbelly and undertail. Bright, cartoonish red ridges poked up out of your tail as well. Your feet were last to change, with their toes blended together as your fingers had been, to leave nice puffy paws instead. Not a bit of you was left uncovered, and in place of searing heat you felt a magical coolness. This came with a gentle calmness as well, a feeling of being in the eye of the storm. You looked around, steadied your nerves, took a deep breath. The valve in your throat slid open, and air began to rush in. You quickly felt full, but you couldn't stop it; the sensation was immense, and strange, and liberating. First your paws plumped up, and your arms and legs after that. You felt dizzy and light-headed and ever so floaty, as your heartbeat stopped and your body tingled and became ever so light. Your paws kneaded your tail, feeling it squeeze and squeak as nothing but vinyl and air. This was the sort of change you'd desired for such a long time, and so many silly heavy thoughts were squeezed out of you puff by puff. Your memories were disappearing too, as they couldn't stay around for very long inside a toy dragon of rubber and magic. You'd had a name once, but someone would have to give you a new one, if they wanted to. You couldn't speak any more, but you could make the most delightful squeaks and that would be more than enough. It was hard to concentrate, but you didn't feel the need to do that any more; the present was quite lovely, and you were certain the future would be just as relaxing. Even moving seemed to be such a lot to bother with, although it seemed you still could. Floating in water, bobbing along, being ridden and hugged and played with by whoever owned you; that's what filled your mind now. The magic had spent itself and now you were only a toy, and in the quiet shop you simply couldn't keep track of time… --- Eventually, paws grabbed your vinyl body and lifted you up with ease. Your limbs and tail hung limp, until the figure drew close to your muzzle and kissed you, blowing soft warm air into your puffy body. Warm air made you so tingly and more excited than ever, and you started to move about in barely-contained glee. Holding you was a large rainbow ferret, slightly shorter than you were tall, with stripy colourful fur. As the only person here it seemed natural that he would be your owner, and so you hugged him with all the feeling a toy could muster. He giggled, and set you down on your paws with a mischievous grin. He chirpily introduced himself as Luka and welcomed you to his shop, where he would look after you until a nice owner came to buy you. This made you feel special and happy, and so you squeaked and wiggled your tail in approval. From somewhere nearby a little voice asked what it was, and another said that it had a cute face. A third said it had a nice butt, and it was only when you felt something cling to your tail that you realised they were talking about you! Looking down, you saw shiny little ferret creatures exploring you, excited at the new shiny they'd found. The big ferret gave your head a pat, and then left you with the playful potion-ferrets. What was his name again, you wondered? Ah, he'd mention it again if it was important. You lifted up a paw with a white ferret on it, and felt yourself get rolled over onto the floor; right now, there was fun to be had!