"I am beat!" The busty woman said as she stopped to a halt next to your towel. You ignored her, not really in the mood for a conversation with a stranger, no matter how attractive, but she kept talking. "You look like you'd quench my thirst," she told you, standing directly over your supine form. "Lady, I just want to enjoy my day at the bea-" but your voice was cut short as your mouth sealed permanently, your transformation beginning without a moment's notice.

You tried to sit up but found yourself unable to move as the woman stood over you. You watched in her sunglasses as your skin started to turn... clear? What the fuck was she doing to you? Your arms and legs began to merge into your torse, forcing your body into a single continuous piece. Using all your willpower, you managed to wiggle slightly, but she put a hand on your torso, stopping your rocking. "Can't have you rolling away," she said with a giggle, as if that was the most normal thing. Your lips puckered without your interference and you watched in horror as they turned into a black disc atop a stem.

Your eyes widened with even more fear as you felt your insides sloshing as if they were entirely made of fluid, because they were. Through your translucent skin, you could see what appeared to be water, and through that, you saw your towel. You could taste mineral water in your mouth, no doubt some kind of acid reflux from your body being repurposed. Your mouth was now clearly a cap for the bottle you were becoming and it was no surprise when your head started to melt into your shoulders, forcing the cap upwards.

"Finally," the woman said as she took the bottle of water off your towel, "I was about to die of thirst." She pointed a finger at you and a cold sensation enveloped your polymer skin, chilling your contents and your core to near-freezing temps. With a quick twist, she pulled your cap off, tossing it to the side. You felt as if it landed on your towel despite still not being attached to you. She tilted her head back as she wrapped her lips around what used to be yours. It felt like the most passionate kiss ever as she sucked your contents from your body, each drop carrying your sense of touch with it as it traveled down her esophagus.

"That's better," she said after draining you fully, "Thanks for the help." She stood up and walked to the nearest trash can, tossing your body inside onto the mass of refuse. Without even looking back, she turned away and began to walk, leaving you to only stare at her back as if you were nothing but trash. You couldn't believe how quickly your life changed, one minute you were on a beach, soaking up rays, and now you lay atop a pile of garbage, waiting to be carted off to a landfill where you would last for God knows how long. You wanted to sob, but every ounce of water in you was drained and there was nothing you could do about it.