She is made into a BDSM and cattle.

She looked at herself, having realized that something had pried her mouth open. In her mouth, was a bright-red ball-gag keeping her jaw open. She reached back, trying to find the thing keeping the straps locked, when she noticed that she had black latex gloves that went down up past her elbows. She tried removing them, but the crease was impossible to find, almost as if the glove was a tattoo, or if the glove had bonded to her skin. Got another look at the rest of her body and soon tried covering up the rest of her body.

She was naked in everywhere that counted, her c-cup breasts, unshaven cunt and ass naked as there was a black latex choker around her neck, a black corset just under her breasts and a pair of latex boots that went above her knees. Just like the gloves and gag, they too were impossible to remove. She turned around and saw various other people, many many women and even men of varying body types and ages, all of them wearing the same thing Kirsty was wearing. They were all just as confused, some of them trying in vain to remove their kinky garments, others trying to cover themselves up in a vain attempt at modest or panicking, confused about where they were.