“You’re sure that this won’t hurt?” You looked down at the different patterns and symbols drawn across your bare skin. They wrapped around your wrists and your chest trailing lower across your stomach and around your dick before wrapping around your legs and down to your ankles.

You were a bit embarrassed to be standing in front of your roommate like this, but it was a hard thing to pass up when your roommate who also happened to be a witch offered to give you the perfect body. It was always a bit embarrassing to talk about how much you fantasized about waking up one day in the perfect body of your dreams but for her to actually suggest it seemed crazy. But tonight, in the middle of the woods, under the blood moon, she said she knew of the perfect spell.

“Which one of us is the witch here?” She asked, her black dress swirling around her in the wind. Her short black hair was almost entirely hidden under the black witch hat she wore. Both her dress and hat gave off a purple shimmer that matched her makeup. She looked up from where she was standing near a cut down tree stump with bottles of all sorts of stuff laid out.

“You are but still, I’m just worr-“

“Stop worrying so much.” She picked up a bottle, the glass banging against the others in the night air. She quickly walked over, the wind blowing up the bottom of her skirt just enough to reveal her bare pussy, cleanly shaven. You could see how excited she was based on the sheen on her legs. “Drink this. It tastes terrible.”

You took the bottle from her hands and pulled out the cork. Immediately the smell hit you and made you gag. “There’s no way I can drink this. It smells-“

She grabbed the bottle and shoved it into your mouth tilting your head back. Immediately the thick liquid dripped into your throat. The taste was something like copper and spoiled milk. You gagged threatening to spit it out.

“Swallow it for me.” The way she said it sent shivers down your spine. You quickly gulped it down with a grimace. Your eyes squeezed tightly shut as tears formed. It felt like it took forever to slide down your throat.

Slowly she lowered your head pulling the bottle away. It left your mouth with a pop, a bit of it still clinging, forming a string from your lips to the opening. She gently ran her thumb over your mouth, wiping it clean. “Good girl. Now that wasn’t so bad was it.”

You whimpered and shook your head. Your cock dripped a drop of glistening precum onto the bare ground. She lowered the bottle, placing it against the tip of your cock. Slowly her hand slid lower, teasing your shaft, wrapping tightly around your swollen balls. She had told you not to cum for a week, it was important for the ritual.

“Now baby. Just relax and let me take over from here.” Her other hand slid behind your head, gripping tightly to the back of your neck. She forced you to look into her eyes. They shone in the night, a soft purple glow emanating from deep within them. You could see her lips moving on the edge of your vision, words that blended with the night air as it increased louder, roaring in the distance. You felt your body twitch, an itching sensation rolling across your skin as if something was breaking free from it. Your cock twitched as you came, your knees threatening to give out. Your body was held up purely by the hand on the back of your neck holding you tightly in place. You could feel your mouth moving but didn’t know the words you were saying. The pulsing from her eyes was brighter now. Soft purple tendrils snaking out towards you, pulling you in, wrapping around you.

You came again, this one more powerful. Your body shook, writhing as small pricks popped out across your skin. You felt a warmth spread across it like a blanket being pulled over you. There was a pulling at the top of your head, something rough and firm. Your ears twitched back and forth, a new sensation. Everything sounded more vivid. You could hear the grass and leaves rustle in the wind, but not the words your room- mistress was saying.

You came again, this time overwhelmingly as her hand released you. You stumbled backwards crouching towards the ground. Your paws digging into the dirt tightly, claws scratching up the surface. Your back arched as you came on your feet, tail extending from your lower back with a loud pop. It swished in the night air, the cold air blowing it back and forth. Your eyes blinked, refocusing on a brighter and more clear picture. You could suddenly make out everything in the dark.

Your breasts swayed back and forth, larger, more full than before. You were suddenly aware of how full they felt. Full of milk. Not just them, but your balls felt more full too. Swollen and aching. You needed to empty them into something, no someone. You looked up at your mistress who smiled down at you.

“You came out perfect little familiar. I did say I’d give you the perfect body didn’t I? Did I forget to mention that it would be perfect for what I wanted?” She giggled and you quickly crawled over nuzzling against her leg. She was so silly sometimes. Of course you’d have the perfect body for her. That’s what familiars were for.

“Aww cutie. You look so needy. Here, drink this. It’ll help clear your mind a bit.” She held out a bottle to you. You could see a bead of white at the tip and licked at it, your tongue scratching against the bottle.

You caught the drop swallowing it. Immediately the fog on your mind began to clear slightly. You looked up at your mistr- your roommate staring down at you. You glanced at your hands and then your tail shocked and surprised. “Wha- What did you do to me?”

“Well I thought you’d be much better as a cute little kitty cat than a person. You didn’t seem to enjoy being a person much anyways.”

You tried to argue but noticed that she was slowly raising up the bottom of her dress. You tried to look away but couldn’t pull your eyes away from the slick trail that slowly led up to her quivering pussy. You licked your lips absentmindedly, wondering just how good she would taste.

“If you want there’s still time to turn you back. But then again, you could just have a small taste of me, and then I could milk those needy breasts of yours. So what do you say? Wouldn’t you rather be my familiar?”

You nodded and crawled between her legs. She let her dress drop over her head. You could make out her moans as you pressed your tongue against her slit lapping eagerly. You’d make your mistress so happy as her perfect familiar.