Zemelda found her first victim, a young man located in Minnesota by the name of Nate. He had written countless stories about a character of the same name undergoing numerous transformations, usually into a werewolf or mythical creature. There were even some stories that recalled the old Disney "Shaggy Dog" movies that had him being in possession a ring similar to in the movie that would transform the character into a big, shaggy dog. She rubbed her chin as she thought of all the things she could turn him into. She took off, traveling to his house using a convenient magic portal. She arrived just before he arrived home from work.
She looked over his apartment, noticing the large collection of DVDs and BluRays, including many transformation and werewolf themed ones. She had already seen most of them and immediately recognized the appeal. It was clear this was a young man begging to be transformed for real, trying to live out the fantasy any way he could.
She heard the hallway door open and then close and froze as the person walked towards the door to his apartment. She heard the key hit the lock. The door unlocked and opened. Nate, a somewhat overweight young man walked into the apartment and closed the door behind him. He walked into the kitchen, oblivious to Zemelda standing in his living room. He walked into the living room and finally noticed Zemelda. He let out a small scream of surprise.
"Who are you? How'd you get in here! What are you doing here?!" demanded Nate.
"My name is Zemelda Horrace." She started walking towards Nate. "I got here by magic. And I am here to make your deepest fantasies come true."
"What are you talking about?" asked Nate. "Magic isn't real."
"But of course it is." replied Zemelda, rubbing Nate's cheek. "I found you through your postings on CYOC. I am a real life witch, with a desire to turn people either partially or completely into animals. I was all too happy to find a new batch of victims online. Willing victims, no less."
"This is insane. You're insane. You need to leave before I call the cops."
"Ok, clearly you need proof. I'll turn you into something, anything."
"This is ridiculous..."
"Just give me something, anything..."
"Ok..." Nate's mind was suddenly blank. All those stories he wrote and he couldn't think of anything. Or more accurately, couldn't decide. To cover, he countered, “You read all my stories huh? Pick one of the transformations used."
"Alright..."