I shudder. Breathing deeply to try and calm my nerves. The sound of servants, scurrying through the halls, the clamor of guests conversing in the chambers.... I swallow deeeply as I listen closer. Hearing the booming tones of the monstrous lords of the mansion. The clink of chains drawing across the gound. Unearthly chanting in praise of darker forces.

Pacing, slowly from one end of the small chamber to another, trying once again to breathe. To calm my heart. I'd lost track of how long I'd spent here; hours? Days, even? The darkness of the room, the endless cacophany of the noise, it was dizzying. So long since I'd been lead here, past the great bestial guards to a small side chamber. Sent in with a shove and a stumble as the shackles were released. "Stay here." They'd said, "Your new master will be here to deal with you when it pleases him."

A deep breath, swallowing as I hear footsteps pad along the hallway outside my cell. A click as the door swings open. A soft, dark voice flowing into the room. "Hello there, girl. Why don't you take a step out, let me take a look at you?" I pause for a moment, before stumbling out, blinded momentarily by the brightness of the sunlight. Thick, violet digits gently seize my chin for a moment, turning my face as the creature looming above me examines my form.

"Ahh. Yes, I think I may have a use for you." My heart lurched, nervously. I'd heard that sometimes, the tributes they took, the slaves they acquired... They were let free. Allowed to leave. A gentle tug, to bring my eyes to meet his dark crimson orbs. "I think I may keep you. But you need some adjustments first, don't you? You're rather afraid. Worried. I don't entirely fault you, and yet, I think you'll find your fear is misplaced."

A gentle tug, leading me down the hallway. I remained silent, shuddering slightly as a claw traced through my hair. Leading me through the side hallways to slowly emerge into a larger chamber. Less well-lit, but... Well furnished. Dark mahogany and soft velvet coating the walls. "You like it?" He purred, draping his form back across the furnishings, tail swaying slowly for a moment, before looping it around my waist. The bladed tip stroking my cheeks. "I like to think it's a rather striking sort of place. Quieter, sure, but you're rather timid." His beak-like snout creased upward in a grin. I was... Standing closer to him. I must've stepped closer to him without realizing. Close enough that his claws could trace through my hair again. "We're going to fix that for you." His whisper hot against my cheek; feeling... My eyes were losing focus. Something about being so close to him, or the room, or his voice- It felt like I was melting in his clutch; his claws digging gently into my sides. I was panting for some reason, Deep, ragged breaths.

"What would you think of being molded, girl? What do you think of me sculpting you to my ideals? I think that you would make the most ravishing sort of thing with just a little bit of work." A tremble flowing down my spine as I tugged at his grasp for a moment, but I- Something about him made me nod. Made me agree. I could be.... "You could be desirable." I nod slowly, a bit of a smile tracing across my face. "A good master wants what's best for his girls. Wants them to enjoy themselves. I think you'd rather like to have that sort of master, wouldn't you?" Another nod slips free. His voice. So deep so kind so- I couldn't help but agree with him. It was so easy to agree.

"That's a girl. Then let's just take you close, and..." His fingertips trace slowly across my eyes, tugging them closed, then closing his muzzle around my lips. A whimpering gasp as he pulls me closer. Arms, draped across my shoulders, squeezing close. My face, pressed back, feeling... Heavy. Head felt so dizzy felt so- Felt so h-hungry. I wanted- Want- WANT!

A jolt in my skin. So tender. So sensitive and taut. I- My face was pressing out, forcing its way out into his. A-a a snout. Thick, beaksnout, pressing into him, twisting my neck to take his kiss deeper and deeper. My skin, so tight, burning, slick... Rubbery, almost. My first words to him slipped from my maw as my eyes drifted open. Thick violet drifting down my arms as I realized I was leaning down atop him. "A-ahh... Oh- t-thhanknhyuuuuggiaaAAAHHHnnnmmmm~"

A gentle laugh as his claws clasped around my hands. My fingers, turning slender, turning bladed turning- "A-ahmMMNNNGGiiaa!" Another moan escaping me as I stumbled slightly back. His hands still clutching at mine. A squeeze from them, and my form grew slender. Grew smoothly curved. A stumble back toward him holding a sway in my hips, before he clasps my shoulders with his claws. My eyes, burning, watering, oh god I w-w-w-waannntted! Silvery flaps slowly flowing out around my eyes, stretching long above the crimson hair that now flowed down my back.

"Quite an improvement already, wouldn't you say?" He purred softly, claws clenching around my shoulders, digging into the rubbery skin, tearing through tattered cloth of my clothes. Tattered... I was taller. I was- I was nearly as tall as him; no, taller? I shuddered again as he squeezed tighter. "You know, even though you're my girl, I rather fancy you being... Powerful." His grin growing wider as his hands clenched. A burning, pounding pressure flowing through me. A groan flowing through my muzzle as my hands clenched. Collapsing against him, I breathed deeply, then-

A surge of strength burning through me, jolting through my veins as I seized his muzzle in mine, the pressure in my shoulders erupting out into a vast pair of lavender wings. Flaring out as his fingertips trace along them. "Mnnnggghh." He purred softly, withdrawing from the kiss. "That's more like it, don't you think? You're having a bit of fun, now, and you're not even done. You've still got the best parts to go, haven't you?"

Another nod as his fingers slowly flow down my back side, closing around my hips. Breathing slowly as my heels lift upward. My weight shifting onto the balls of my feet as I lean further and further forward. Stumbling as toes swell, as toes fuse as paws grow larger and larger. Thick digits kneading against velvet carpeting, eliciting a slow groan as sensitive rubber strokes dense weave. My hand reaches up, claws sweeping back slowly through my hair. Pressure was building in my spine once more. Neck, creaking, sliding upward, elongating! The pressure, building further and further as my claws slice down my sides, removing what remained of the scraps of fabric... And my tail finally erupts free! Lashing outward, stretching, growing thicker! It sweeps left and right, swaying slowly from side to side, before looping back around, sweeping around him. Fifteen, twenty, twenty-five feet in length, I'd imagine, coming to about twice my height.

He smiles deeply, stroking a claw along my side. "Well now, girl. You're looking awfully impressive. I suppose I don't have anything I need you for in particular at the moment... But I think you may wish to entertain yourself with the rest of my guests." A bit of a flush crossing my face as he pulls himself up, slowly draping cloth across my form. A slight, fragile dress of crimson, shifting with each sway of my tail. I smile with anticipation as he takes my hand, leading me outward, toward the sounds of the guests. Returning my grin, he reaches up to trace his finger up, along my chest, across the low cut of the dress, all the way to my chin. "Go ahead and enjoy yourself, girl, your new master will be back here to take you when it pleases him."