Ryan knocked on the door of the mansion. The Mansion Was far out of town, with nothing indicating it even existed besides a few urban legends and the old dirt road that led to the middle of nowhere. Ryan waited in front of the doors for nearly an hour, when they slowly opened with a loud creaking sound. Inside there was not a speck of light, but the light from the moon illuminated an old hag standing there, glaring at him with eyes full of rage. She raised her bony figure at him and screamed "What is your business here!?" Ryan almost ran away, but he collected himself before his instincts could take over.
"I'm here about the job interview?" The old women transformed in a puff of smoke. In her place stood a 10 foot 30 year old woman with large black horns, black well manicured claws, and 2 wings and a long red reptilian tail sticking out behind her. "Yay, an applicant! Come right this way." The large women picked up Ryan before he could completely register what was happening and carried him to a dark room. "Alright, I'm not saying you have the job but not running away is basically the only requirement so it is most definitely yours, any questions?" The woman said cheerfully.
"A few actually"
"Ask away!"
"1, where am I? 2, who are you? And 3, what even is the job?" The woman stayed silent for a second.
"Oh Right, you don't have night vision. Lights on!" Multiple candles lit themselves up, illuminating The lavishly decorated office he was in. "Now that we have that answered, the next 2 questions. I am Dracona, slayer of evil, giver of gifts, granter of wishes, lover that thy gods cannot match. Though you can just call me Dracona. Oh, or Mistress Dracona if you get the job cutie. As for what you will be doing, that depends on you! Ya see hun, I like my servants to feel like servants, not slaves, so they naturally get assigned a role that suits them based on their soul. I already have servants, but they insisted I needed 1 more, something about the house growing bigger means it requires more inhabitabts, and they really wanted a bar, so now you're here! I took so long to get to you because they insisted on getting in the bar as soon as it opens, blah blah blah, so I had to do my own makeup! You aren't even a servant yet, so jokes on them. What were we talking about? Oh right, Alex. I swear her heals are so-"
"Miss, you were explaining the job details"
"Oh right! Well you see, every servant here is in their truest form. For normal people they would have the form of animals, monsters, or plants, however your soul has been specifically guided here buy my aunt, the concept of fate, because you are special. Your truest soul is part animal, part monster, part human. This is what we in the soul industry call " really easy to manipulate" so you are naturally the best servant ever. Everyone here fits those qualifications, including you! All my servants appear mostly human, with some aspects of animals like eyes ears, tails, the whatnot. You humans call them nekos. You will become one, possibly have your sex changed into guy, girl, cuntboy, dickgirl, or some other combination I'm too lazy to list, then be assigned a job that most suits you. Could be maid, could be milk maker, could be plumber, could even be toilet if you are into that sort of thing! I'm kidding, toilets are objects. That's not a profession. You are expected to do your absolute best at your job, slacking off will not be tolerated. I just need to stare into your eyes to transform you, then you serve me and this house for all eternity. Questions? Too bad. Here we go!" Dracona stares into your eyes as you feel yourself change