You're a bit too stunned to even speak at first, you just stare at the woman as she waits patiently for an answer. Finally you begin speaking and it all tumbles out of you; the park, the house, the root vegetable, your...situation. She nods at your explanation, taking it all in. She occasionally laughs when you tell parts of the story that involve the woman you encountered. "Please, I don't know what's going on anymore, I feel like I'm loosing my mind." you say to her "I just want to stop being so horny and go home. Please, there has to be something you can do to help me." The woman looks at you appraisingly.
"Well, you've certainly gotten yourself into a fine mess. Fixing your situation is easy enough. We could do it the fun way, or we could do the boring thing and give you some reagents to counteract the effect." she says and looks you up and down "I know which one I'd prefer, but it's up to you. Getting home? That's much trickier. This may come as no surprise to you, but you're no longer in your world. It'd take some time to explain, but you're in another realm would be the simple answer. We may be able to send you home." she says
"Great! How do we do that?" you ask.
"Not so fast, sweetie. My help isn't free." she says. You blink a bit and dig into your pockets. You only have paper money, which you don't imagine would do much good to her, but you pull out the few bills you have and offer it. She looks at the bills confusedly but guesses your intention.
"We have no need of your rather odd form of currency. Nor much need for the gold, silver and copper coins sometimes found here. I require your service." she says.
"Service?" you ask. For answer she sits down on a log and pats the space next to her, indicating that you should sit. You do so and s he takes your hands into her own.
"You must become my servant, subject yourself to me, aid me and my charges. Strengthen the squirrels. Do this and I will consider sending you home, do not and I will send you on your way. Perhaps someone else can help you." she says. She speaks matter-of-factly about this, but the weight of what she's asking is heavy on you.
"How long would I need to be your...slave?" you ask. She raises a clawed, furry finger and tsks.
"Subject, human, not slave. You would have as much freedom as the others. There are things I would ask of you, but many things that I will not." she says. You nod.
"How long?" you ask.
"Forever." she says again simply. You practically gag on your own saliva.
"What...? How can I go home if I'm serving you forever?" you ask. She places a hand on your shoulder to calm you.
"When you go home, I'll ask even less of you. But you'll always carry my mark upon you, and I'll be able to call you back should the need be dire." she says to you. She can see the reluctance on your face and she sighs "Before you refuse me, understand that I'm powerful, but fair. The same cannot be said of others here. There are others who will trap you here forever, who will make you their slaves. I'm much kinder then many others you'll meet here." she says. You consider what she's saying.
The consider the idea of being a servant for the rest of your life and you feel your heard shrink in on itself. It's a loss of freedom, something you've always prized. Still she may be right about what she's saying. This may very well be a better offer then you're likely to get elsewhere, without her help.
"Why? Why do I have to serve you?" you ask.
"Do not think me selfish. I am not the only ruler here in this world. Other animals, the fae, human leaders native to this realm, all seeking more power to gain advantage over the others. Sending you back isn't just a matter of snapping one's fingers and having it done. The spell to send you home will take up strength and resources and time. It's imperative that I receive something in return." she says "Mine must be strengthened. Lest we fall under the thrall of one of the others." she says.
You ponder your plight.