The door was closed, and without hands for a moment you were fearful but as you walked closer you hear a throaty laugh in your mind, and then a voice. Magritte's voice, from afar. "I have given you what you need, listen to the instincts in your body and you shall not go wrong. Succeed and be...rewarded."
A shudder ran across your lupine body, fur on end for a moment and tail tucked between your legs over your feminine slit. As the voice faded though you padded towards the door and felt a coldness in your belly, and a hunger. You stepped into the shadow of the tower and felt yourself sinking, wading into ice-cold water. You glanced down and saw your massive paws dipping into the shadows and becoming one with them. You pressed downwards and it was like plunging into ice water after being in the heat all day. Cool, comforting, a soothing embrace. You were one with the shadows and you slipped beneath the door and into the tower, snaking your way up through the dark interior to the third story room where you had seen Luchesisa. With the shadows as your cloak you felt confident, arrogant even.
That dumb bitch Luchesisa was no match for your Mistress after all. A rank neophyte and sycophant to boot. Her wards ignored the shadows that had become your new home, and you watched, utterly unseen as she spoke to her familiar.
"Samantha, would you be a dear and bring me the wine?"
The enormous cat looked at her and batted it's eyelids and Luchesisa laughed, "Oh, my apologies. I forgot. No need for all that now, is there?"
Luchesisa, who you now saw was perhaps eighteen, blonde, and very small, waved a hand and in its wake you saw the cat transform.
It's skin rolled and the black fur began to retract as it shrank, legs straightening and back unbending to stand upright, black hair growing down in waves as tanned skin replaced black fur. Her chest swelled outwards, ample and perky breasts capped in small nipples stiff in the cool of the tower. It took only seconds for her to become totally human and nude and she stretched, "Ugh...this body is always so stiff. I'll get the wine, but after, I should be a snake on a warm stone, alright?"
Luchesisa laughed and stepped over, kissing her familiar on the cheek by standing on tip toe, "Only if you don't mind being a very male snake. I'll need to relax after the ritual."
Samantah scoffed and patted Luchesisa on the ass before turning and padding out barefoot. Her smooth tanned feet practically stepped on you in the shadow, but you knew they would not touch you. Then, alone with the younger warlock, you followed your instincts and...