“I wish… hmm… I know!” Joanna exclaimed. “Ssso, I assume that you wish to gain a larger following, correct?”
You took in this question for a moment. “I suppossse so, at least eventually. Where are you going with this, my child?” you question.
“OK then, I know thissss may sound a bit odd, but I wish that in whatever this religion turns out to be, that I will become your high priestess, or archbishop, or whatever you want to call me. Also, that you will change me ever so slightly so that I will be more subservient to you, as a person of such high placement should be. I will help you form your following. I beg this of you, Ali-Nathair, my goddess, in your name.” Joanna bowed, or as well as a 30-foot long snake lady could.
You pondered this request for a moment. “This is very interessssting. I would have thought that you would have asked for some loophole around your punissshment. However, this request is noble, and easily accommodated for. Very well. I shall make you my high priestess.” Joanna smiled, flicking her forked tongue out happily. “As my high priestess, you shall hold sssservices for me every week, starting today. Every day, you must pray and meditate with me for one hour - at a sssshrine, of course, once you construct one. You will be tasked with going out into the world with your future brethren (Author’s note: turns out brethren is gender neutral. Who knew?) and recruiting more people to my cause. I will bless you with the ability to disguise yourself as a human, but female, and only when out on these missions. Is this clear?”
“It is! Crystal clear!” an ecstatic Joanna exclaimed.
“Very well then.” you reply, content. “Prepare for your changes.” Queztalcoatl blinked at Joanna and his goddess, curious to how the changes would present themselves.
While most of the physical changes had already been made, Joanna’s mind had yet to be changed completely. As she had requested, a wave washed over her, rendering her mind clearer in its new purpose - to serve her goddess with all her being. On her scales, she gained small, electric blue markings, intertwining into a tattoo of a snake with an open maw just below her bosom, indicating her new position as high priestess to Ali-Nathair. Beside her, on the bed, a decorative shawl with a hood materialized. With all changes complete, Joanna took a deep breath and sighed in her newfound euphoria.
As her eyes flickered open, Joanna bowed and said “Thank you, my goddess! This is the bessst possible gift you could have given me! It is my honor to serve you, and in such a high position.”
“You are most welcome, my child. You are only the start of my new religion - the first of my new children. The next will be your perverted “friend” from that abhorrent chatroom.”
“Yes, of course, my goddess!” Joanna said excitedly.
“Now, get to building a sssshrine. A goddess must be well housed, and merely standing in your apartment with nothing in my name to speak of will not do.” you proclaimed.
“I’ll get to that, my goddess.” Joanna bowed and slithered away, wearing her new shawl.
You smiled in your mindspace. This was the start of something great.