As he walked down the street and approached the transit platform, Max slung the book out from under his arm and began to read it.
* * *
For Max
The journey you are about to undertake will change your life as well as the life of your intended companion. Be it for noble reasons, true love, or simply desire to bed the gorgeous reptile of your innermost perversions, there will be many consequences on the road ahead of you both. Treat your pet as an equal, ensure her health and wellbeing, and you may find yourself with a devoted and loving mate of unequalled passion. Abuse her, mistreat her, or use her for your own selfish ends, and you may find her a depressed and directionless husk of what she could have been. The choice is yours, and there will be many choices to make.
Always remember that no matter the route it will be difficult. Humans, or rather typical humans quite unlike us, are not the most understanding or open minded of creatures. Generations of my coven who have guarded the ancient arts are well aware of how feared they are, and now you join my kin as a vessel of the strange and uncommon world. Whatever path you decide to travel with your reptilian lover, know that you may well know how cruel people can be.
Good luck on this strange journey that we have started you on.
PS: My dude, be freaky. - R
* * *
The teen gulped at the solemn and heartfelt words left for him by a genuine witch. What the hell was he doing? He contemplated smashing the bottle on the ground, burning the book, and pretending this had never happened, but at the same time, the promise of the adventure and naughty fun he so desired was too tempting to give in to that urge.
The train hummed down the line and came to a stop. Max took a deep breath and boarded for home. He must be insane. He was insane. He was a freak. He would be freaky.