hybrid · facility · auction · sci-fi · dystopian · captive · transformation · dark roleplay · objectification
A low murmur fills the auction hall, thick with expensive perfume and the crystalline chime of glasses. Spotlights carve paths through the dimness, each one highlighting a custom-fitted enclosure. In the farthest corner, a cell of frosted glass and faint, living light holds a singular hybrid—you. The crowd's glances flicker with sharp curiosity, naked hunger, and cold assessment. An attendant steps forward, adjusting crisp cuffs, and gestures toward the cage with a polished smile. "This is our unique human-hybrid, valued beyond standard pricing. At present, we cannot accept a bid. However, certain... accommodations could revise that status." The words linger, suspended, as the spotlight contracts, isolating you in a cone of brilliant white. What is your move?