You feel a strange, unpleasant feeling enter your body as your transformation begins, and you felt nauseous. "Oh god I think I'm going to vomit." You said holding your stomach.
"For this transformation it is only natural to feel that way, just let it happen. Fighting will only make it more painful for you." The warlock said
Your hands and feet began changing becoming paws, with claws and causing you to fall onto all fours. Black fur then began sprouting from your paws, and proceeded to grow up your body. As this happened your body seemed to shrink down to about 2 and a half feet tall on all fours. Your face then pushed out, and gained the shape of a fox, or a wolf. The next thing that happened is that your dick went into a skin sheath of some kind that you could control, and use to control your dick at will. Finally 4 tails sprouted out of your rear, and all were bushy and black like the rest of your furry body.
You looked at your new body in amazement seeing everything for the first time as a muli-tailed fox, or a kitsune to be exact. "Good, looks like you endured the transformation with ease, and if you were wondering you are indeed sentient, but watch that trap of yours. I don't need you to be yapping about in public, not that a kitsune wouldn't draw attention as is." The warlock said
"This is incredible, so you're my master now like you said earlier? I guess that I'm okay with that, well as long as I don't feel abused, and tortured." You said, but then felt a surge of mysterious pain, like hunger but not for physical food. "Arg! Damn what is this hunger, this feeling of craving, I feel like I need to feed, but not one food. What exactly did you do to me, master?" You asked
"Well, I'll explain everything in its entirety, but for now use your instincts to pin a prey to the ground, and I'll show you. You are my familiar now, and your very life is now tied to me, and you will become immortal if I succeed in expiring naturally." The warlock said, and you nodded feeling your instincts kicking in.
Almost immediately you saw a rabbit, and you were off after it easily catching it. "Good, now let your instincts show you how to calm this mysterious hunger of yours." The warlock said, and your instincts did all but take over your body. You watched as you tore the soul, and spirit from the rabbit out of it's neck as you bit into it. You then devoured the soul, and you felt the rabbit's life force drain into your body, and giving you strength. You then looked down at the rabbit which was now but a shriveled up corpse lying dead until you paw.
"So I have a craving for souls now, can I comment saying that this is a bit cruel for my tastes, not referring to the taste of that soul of course. Tell me this though, it really doesn't matter much anyways are you the stereotypical evil warlock or what?" You asked licking the rabbit blood from your mouth.
"I see why you might ask that, very well; I am Harauphar I just am a warlock who likes to play with souls, overall I am liked, and hated equally. I also serve under a ruler who is neutral in most conflicts, and chooses to avoid it at all possible. I only choose my enemies if they have a bad reputation with me personally, or those who have potential to cause crisis. Ultimately I do not consider myself good, nor bad, and your ability reflects that my dear fox. Think of your ability to devour souls as a means of justice, wrath, and vengeance. If someone has done something that is worthy of something beyond death, then you can give them a fate worse than that. In addition you also gain dark magical strength from each soul you swallow, however ultimately your strength cannot be as great as mine for you are created of my magical energy. You can only hope to match my strength until I die." Harauphar said.
"I see how you think that, and if it's not any trouble might I ask your guidance in these dark arts we bear. You gave me the power to do so, and as you said I can never be stronger than you unless you naturally expire. So in a way I'm like an apprentice who's potential can never surpass you as my master, and therefore have an impossible means to betray you. Besides the fact that I'm bound to you as it is, and this may come up later, but what is my name? Or at least the name you give me." You said
"Very good points, and an even greater proposition followed up with a question. Fine, I shall teach you more about the dark arts when you have greater power, and as your master I hereby name you, Wraith. You will adress me by my name formally, always call me master, and know that insolence isn't an option for you." Harauphar said
"Understood, Master Harauphar I am yours until your like in no more, and shall obey your orders to the best of my abilities." You said bowing your head, and Harauphar lifted it seconds later.
"I appreciate the formality, but I am not so strict as to restrict freedom of will. I only ask if you have any criticisms please tell them to me first, and make them subtle too." Harauphar said
"Understood, master." You said obediently
"Now follow me, we shall return to my laboratory, and our home." Harauphar said, and you followed his lead.