"If you will not obey me as you are, then you will join my other pet in her servitude!" Beth shouted, and as she did a swirl of magic surrounded the harpy. Garon could only watch as his transformed wifes body was lifted into the air, twisting and turning as if surrounded by a wind.
He saw her changing, her body was growing smaller, her feathers less well formed, as her large breasts diminished then vanished into a flat chest. Her talons became smaller and her face shifted to one that Garon recognized from portraits of his wife as a young girl. She blinked her eyes as if waking from a dream, unfamiliar with this place. Then her eyes fell on Belle. "Mistress!" She cried exuberantly, flapping her wings she moved and perched on the woman's arm.
Belle chuckled and petted the harpy child's head. "Yes my little sweet, you are home. Go play with Galla."
The little harpy nodded and Belle turned her eyes to Garon..."Well, what to do with you?"