Whilst investigating some mysterious cases of missing people, Cinder was brought to a local motorbike dealership. The owner could tell her little about the recent disappearances but did note the fact his sales had been through the roof recently. His bikes seemed to be irresistible. Wanting a closer look, Cinder looked over one of the bikes for sale, noting its curves and soft edges. She had never heard of the brand EliteCycles before, but as she continued looking over the mysterious bike, her hands became stiffer and feeling of something pushing out her mouth became harder to ignore. In only a matter of moments Cinder was down on two wheels, her body molded into the same soft curves she had been eyeing up only seconds before, but only now could she see that it was one of the missing women she had been searching for, her eyes looking at her in desperation, a headlight sticking out her mouth muffling her just like Cinder as they both cried calling out in vain, hopeful buyers passing them both as they looked over the curious looking motorbikes. It wouldnt take long for her to be sold to a willing biker!