"I think I will sell your ass. You are too dangerous."

Your master hooks a chain to your collar and leads you back to Abra's cage. He pushes you inside and locks the door.

"You will now join the other sex slaves in trying to sell yourself to a customer. If you fail to be sold by sundown, I will sell you to the Ponygirl stables for conversion. That nice round ass of yours would be so sexy and inviting with a pony tail hanging from it, and your feet would make really nice hooves."

You do not want to become a ponygirl, so you spend the next hours trying to get the attention of customers by fingering your sex, rubbing your boobs, and moaning, putting on the best show you possibly can. Luckily, Abra's wonderful body is sexy and curvy, and you get many looks from customers, but after a few minutes each one moves on. One attractive man stares for several minutes, only to say just before moving on, "Damn, if it weren't for that body, I'd sware you were a guy by the way you move."

The sun slides down closer to the horizon, and you begin to realize that you are painfully close to spending the rest of your days as a ponygirl. The master grins knowingly, realizing how much you, formerly a man, would be so humiliated as a ponygirl, helpless and submissive. "Thirty more minutes is all you have, Abra. Better get used to eating hay."

Another customer comes along, and you get back into your routine of fondling yourself. "Oh," you moan, "master, please, I need your powerful organ inside of me. I need a real man's sword inside my sheath." You finger your pussy suggestively.

"She's a beautiful girl," he says. "How much for this one?"

Your master says, "Oh, she's very cheap, one of my remainers. I'm about to sell her off to the ponygirl stables. Abra has failed to satisfy any prospective customers, and her last chance is for the stable masters to make something useful out of her. Don't waste your time with this one."

"I find that hard to believe," the customer says. "I've half a mind to purchase her. Maybe I can whip her into shape, literally. I've had much success with some others that were considered remainders, and now they are my best whores. I've resold a few as prime meat, and they never failed to satisfy."

"So, you think you can whip this one into a top-notch whore? I doubt that," the master says.