"’Course i have use of a mortal like you, wont be as useful dead afterall." She let out as a hot prickling sensation began across your body.
And with a gasp you felt pain as though a multitude of strong hands dove into your body, careless of how you felt at their assault, and tore at your bones and body, reforming it regardless of your pained groans and moans as your hips cracked wider and your skin smoothed over, losing all its hair. Your ears getting yanked to either side as spectral hands pulled them upwards, dragging the lengthening triangles of flesh atop your head, a brief sensation of burning heralding a coat of dark blue fur covering them, the colour leaking into your hair and turning them dark blue aswell.
"Though that doesn’t mean your disrespect wont go unpunished." Bastet continued with a glare at your pained writhes.
You couldn’t respond anyway, though she made sure her words were heard. Your height shortened as invisible hands crushed your bones thinner and removed numerous pieces of your spine as another pair tugged and pulled at your tailbone, forming Brand new pieces of spine and flesh as they were forced out into a long and slenger tail, a brief burning sensation heralded a coat of dark blue fur across the freshly emerged appendage.
"A little shorter." She said as she sauntered around you. And as commanded, the spectral hands obeyed, painfully pulling your body shorter still till you were barely 5 foot in height.
"Lithe and flat." She commanded again, and your torturers obeyed, removing fat from your body as they slimmed you down, giving you a slenger figure with barely any overtly female features.
"Pretty face.~" She mewed in complete opposition to the seemingly sadistic personality she had shown you. And thus the hands crushed your skull into something utterly feminine, and pulled on your skin, restructuring your face into a cute and feminine one with catlike eyes.
-"Buttlength hair.~" she mewed again, doing a slight twirl in her lazy walk, and as commanded the hands yanked your dark-blue hair back, pulling them longer and longer until each strand could reach your disappointingly meek behind, simultainiously your male rod had been busy being crushed by the spectral hands now busy simply expressing the goddess' displeasure at being so firmly disregarded as mere myth by you.
Luckily you didn't have to bear with the unnecessary pain and discomfort for long, as with a wave of her paw you find yourself gasping on the floor, infinitely thankful of it stopping yet in fear of it starting again.
"Rise." Bastet suddenly commanded from infront, immediately fear and panic had flared through your mind as you briefly forgot your predicament and you made to obey, only to be confused as your body began moving all on its own to obey the command and rose, standing up with a comically baffled expression plastered across your face. "Wh-wha-?" You made to ask 'What did you do to me?' only to be interrupted.
"Sshhh. A servant obeys, for that is their purpose, is it not?" Bastet silences you with one of her pawed fingers and a statement which burns inside your mind. ‘A servant obeys’, it gnawed at you, you didn’t really want to obey, but what you just did and what she just said made it clear to you she didn’t need fear to keep you in line or to obey.
"Oh, stop looking at me like that, I despise mindless servants, its much better to have servants who willfully obeys in my opinion, even if their mind doesn’t really agree." She grimaced at your mixed expression of shock, fear and panic as you stood stock still from her earlier command, your eyes still locked at the towering goddess. Still she frowned at your continued expression as if you were wordlessly screaming at her from the other side of the chamber.
"Fine, we’ll fix that eventually. Now, tell me everything about the world while We’ve been asleep." She ordered and you felt your body immediately start to obey, but before it could utter from your mouth you become surprised at how you manage to ask something. "We, lady Bastet?" You ask in a polite and respectful tone with your feminine and melodious voice.
"Why, the others of course, like Ra, Anubis, Isis, etcetera. I trust you won’t call them myths aswell." Bastet smiled at your puzzled look at being able to ask something, even if you were forced to make it submissively polite, then your expression changed immediately to horror at the prospect of potentially offending any of the other egyptian gods when disrespecting Bastet resulted in you being made a servant that cannot disobey her. "No, I will not dare disrespect them, lady Bastet." You spoke your opinion in a submissive manner.
"Well said." She nodded approvingly. "I wont have my servants be denied their genuine curiousity when it can help them comprehend a situation and their tasks. Anyway, my question please."
Being reminded of what you were originally going to say, your body immediately begins to explain all that you know of history since egypt as best as you can, while she is visibly intrigued by humanities progress this is obviously insufficient for Bastet though she waves you off when you automatically apolagize about your lack of interest in ancient history. "I cannot fault someone for failing to see somethings importance when it is so far ago." she said as she lazily paced around you, her tail briefly brushing against you at random, then she sighs. "We may have been asleep for a little too long Ra..."
"Anyhow, how about you tell me how you got here and woke me from my cat nap then?" She perked up after her sigh, clapping her paws together as your form immediately obeyed and began detailing the events which in the end led you to her resting place, when you finish she nods her head in a gesture of understanding.
"I see, well, i guess we should get a move on, but first, I can't have my first servant walk around in nothing but a too big short-sleeved tunic visibly about to fall off at any moment." She said, quickly clapping her paws and causing a mirror-like surface to spontaniously generate behind her before she lazily sauntered around you. "Though I do say it does make you look cute wouldn't you say my kitten?"
Looking into the mirror you can't help but internally agree that.- "yes." You blinked at your sudden declaration, having momentarily forgetten your body was still more or less puppeteered by her requests, you did look cute as a flat, lithe catgirl wearing basically nothing but your t-shirt which looked hilariously oversized on you compared to the goddess behind you who stood head and shoulders taller than you, her black fur beautifully decorated with golden jewelry and markings, with but white silk cloth being all that gave her any figment of modesty.
"A proper servant needs a proper attire." She said, leaning her head down besides yours, uncaring of your downturned ears as she somehow snapped her clawed fingers, causing the white t-shirt to dimly glow before it started to morph, becoming longer and more fitting before splitting horizontally at the stomach, the two pieces retracting to their own sections of your body, the top part shrinks to only cover your flat chest as part of the fabric morphs into egyptian golden jewelry that gave the cloth a more halterneck design, with golden chain connecting it to around your neck, a blue and gold scarab coming into existence just above your bustline. Meanwhile the bottom part of your attire essentially became a short skirt only barely reaching your knees with the front of it lengthened into what would be a pelvic curtain rimmed with gold-woven patterns of felines and various other egyptian symbols.
"And a proper servant needs the marks of their owner, stay still." she mused, then commanded, sending your already pretty stiff posture rock still, with only your eyes really moving, watching in the mirror as bracers appeared around your wrists and ankles while a thin golden choker appears around your neck. After that Bastet brings one of her claws up to your face, preparing for pain you close your eyes when they get closer, only to open in puzzlement at the light tickle on your cheek as she somehow draws an ankh under your left eye with her claw, when she's done she pulls back and looks at her handywork from various angles, before nodding and giving a meow. "All done meow.~"
"Purrfect work me.~" She congratulated herself, then with another clap the mirror-like surface that she had summoned faded away, leaving you staring at her from your still-frozen pose, not having really moved since first standing. It took her a moment before she noticed why you just weren't moving at all.
"Oh silly me.~ I forgot you were so new, do relax yourself." she commanded your body, and giving you the relief of feeling yourself gain back some more control after your position finally unfroze and you could relax your muscles, not even noticing yourself give a sigh of relief, or how Bastet smirked at it.
"Now then..."