"Like I said, you were not my preferred target, but with age my ability to throw-cast a spell tends to broaden the planned effects. You were affected, and now you are mine to do with as I have any need." The old witchy woman said.
"You look to be too old to wish to rape and molest me..., so what then would you keep me here?" You said, wondering why with the vines holding you bound, for what was someone like you as a use.
"An old woman gets lonely, and even a pet would make for company on long dark nights!" The witch said, as the thought of becoming her pet tends to make you feel a need to pee.
Squirming, you asked, "I need to pee!"
The old woman smiles at you, her mind is working, she planning your sudden demeaning. "Need to pee, OK, unbind the human!" The witch commands and the vines let loose their grip. You quickly rise up and standing before the witch, you asked, "Where is the outhouse?"
The witch turns and gives a look at her rustic if but clean forest hut, and she motions for you to walk outside, through the doorway, as exit the hut.
Quickly you make a dash for the door and grabbing at the doorknob, you see your hand, the fingernails are changed, they were as black cubes on the ends of your fingers. You turn to look back at the witch, seeing she is smiling. Your need to take a pee is suddenly less a need, as you hold up your changing hands, seeing then that fur is sprouting on both hands, wrists, and upward, along your arms.
"What is this?" You yell at the witch!
"My pet, a pet!" The witch said.
"Pet, dare I ask as to what kind of a pet?" You asked, as the witch smiled with the most seductive sort of evil grin. Even as the witch smiled, you took a deeply inhaled breath from weird as horny like sensations rising to the occasion. You stare as the witch begins to finagle her hands as ready to cast less than a blessing upon you, she seemingly ready to inform you as of your demise!