Scary Solar System Part 4 (Patreon)

Okay, maybe stealin' on Luna was a bad idea.I guess my skills aren't what they used to be. Maybe its the watermelons I'm smuggling, maybe its the booze I'm drinkin, but something slowed me down and I got caught.What really freaked me out was that they didn't extradite me back to Mars... I'm guessin Luccana, AKA Misa Lea Crai didn't report my theft... which only make sense if she's tryin' take care of me herself.But even then, she had a chance to get me extradited and being the dumb brat she is, all I got slapped with was a Economic Service sentence with minor conversion. So I'm safe from her wrath for a minute at least....I've never been caught before so the whole thing was a bit on the spooky side.They wheeled me into a room and told me they're gonna change the way I look so it'll suit my new job. Told me I'mma be working for a little while until I've paid my debt off... the whole thing wreaks and I hate it.So they dress me in this weird get up, and hook me up to all these machines. Before I can even bitch and moan they got this weener lookin thing headin straight for my no-no zone.I'm certain it wasn't necessary but who knows, they said if I associated pleasure with my conversion that I might hate it less. I think they're just pervs.I can't fight it, the damn thing starts going a mile a minnit in me and before I know it they've given me a whole damn makeover and I don't care at all while that damn dildo is a pumpin.Tattooed makeup, made my lips fat, surgically laced fake lashes into my real ones and dyed my damn hair pink and styled it to hell in back.I felt ridiculous... still do.I'm a receptionist at some damn club for people who like Jupiterian Lil'Folk. I have to smile and put on a fake face every single day and pretend to care. Sure I ain't gotta service anyone, that's fine, but the stares and comments get tiring.Lord knows how long I'mma be able to stand living like this... This is Maxiz signing out.