"Wake up my pet." You groan as the unknown femmine voice fills your ears. You had a strange urge to obey the voice, and as you contemplated this thought your mind realizes you are laying on a cold, stone floor. Your eyes fling open as you remember where you are and how you got there.
You jump up off the floor and step backwards as you are startled to see a feminine figure standing in the shadows. The figure takes a step forward towards you into the light allowing you to see her full, nude form.
She was beautiful, with a muscular but curvy body and full, firm breasts. It was quickly obvious to you that she wasn't human. Her skin had a reddish tint and she had tall curvy horns sticking out of her short dark hair. A long, skinny tail swung back and forth behind her shapely legs. She looked at you with a seductive smile.
"Who are you?" You ask, unconvincingly trying to sound brave.
"You only need to know me as your mistress."
"What are you talking about?" You ask, feeling strangely hot and aroused.
"You drank the nectar. You accepted your new role." As she moved closer to you, she reached out her hand and carresed your cheek.
"Role?" You ask flustered. "What role?"
"As my hellhound pet." She rubbed her nude body against you. You feel your erection strain against your underwear. "The transformation has already started."
"I'm not a pet!" You protest weakly. You are having trouble thinking straight.
"Of course you are. Your My loyal hellhound." In a flash she snaps a collar around your neck. You hear her laugh with glee as you feel yourself getting impossibly hot. Shaking uncontrollably, you felt like you needed to pass out from the heat, but couldn't. You tried to shout, but all that comes out is a whimper as your vision is consumed by flames.