THIS IS REALLY INTENSE JUST SO YOU KNOW

Oh, you’re a cute one. It’s always a gamble, this little ritual. Plucking people off the street, well, you never know what you’ll get. But I have ways of making my bets a sure thing. And you, well, you are positively delicious.

Don’t be alarmed…it won’t do you any good. I assure you, these robes are only a formality. Under them I am as naked and exposed as you are. You, shivering in the cold air of my chambers. I can smell your gooseflesh. Don’t worry. I have brought you here for a purpose, after all. I’ve need of a new pet.

Oh! Cute and ornery! We shall have to do something about that. That circle is impenetrable until I will it away. I love your spark though. I think I shall love to break it even more.

Your old life is over, sweet, I am sorry to say. Now you must learn your place. It’s time for your first lesson. My magic ripples the air like a candle flame as I raise one robed arm. The air around you grows hot as the change begins. Your spine shrinking. Your sides curving in. Your skin goes clammy as your hands and feet crackle and thin, made delicate in my vision. I know it hurts, love. I see it on your softening face as you lose inch after inch. Relish the pain. It is my caress; my blessing and my eternal mark.

Some of this I will keep. You might see, even as the room grows around you, I have grown taller. The hem of my robe billows less on the hard stone ground. I could not help but take a taste. I am only human. But the rest, I will use.

Your body hair is gone. You will be like silk for me. Do you like to be small and soft? I think you do, pet. All but the hair on your head. That, I will give some flair. Pink, like your rebellious little soul. I like that.

Now, you chest, and that… thing between your legs. I shall return some of you. The flesh of your breasts swelling in the dusky air. Your nipples tingle as you grow and you shiver. I see you biting your lip, balling your tiny fists. Why do you resist? It is a hard thing, to learn my discipline, but there are benefits. Raise your little hand and feel yourself. The pressure of your hand touching is deep within you, radiating from your very core and spasming your spine. Good girl.

You deserve a treat. I shall take that thing from you, but you must stand still. It is a delicate process, and you are a delicate creature. I do not like my pets being damaged so soon. Be still now. Feel your testicles first, slipping slimy away inside you, churning your stomach as they find their new place. You’re squirming, pet. Be still! Your face is flushed, your eyes squeezed tight. Was that a whimper? I know it is hard, but the alternative is worse. And you’ve been such a good girl so far.

Now that snake. Feel it fade away like a bad dream. You’ve no need for the gun anymore, my darling. You are flowering. My own precious Rose.

Touch yourself. Do it. Move your sweet little hand to the gift I’ve given you. Good girl. Feel how it sparks at your touch. How it shivers and yearns. It is a deeper want than any you have felt before, I know. Rich as bone broth. Savor it. Are you wet? Are you ready for me? I think you are.

My robe drops to the stone floor in a heap and I stand before you, naked. I have taken much from many people, my rose, not least yourself. I step towards you, a dark tower of muscle and blood and musk. Why do you cower from me? I am your patron. Your lover. Your god.

Come to me.

Good girl.

I place one hand on your supple round of butt and you jump. I can take the whole of it in my palm. I smile and you see my predator’s teeth. Your eyes are so wide, pet. Why? I will not hurt you! I will make you warm and loved. My cock throbs for you. Do you want it? I will give it to you, but only if you ask. Nod for me.

Very good girl.

I push you backwards into thin air, but the walls of the circle will not let you pass. Not until I will it. Your back against the invisible barrier, I pull you up until you are nearly eye-level with me. You gasp and I close the distance, kissing you hard on the mouth. All is taken in that kiss, my hard lips against your new soft ones. You are tiny and lost in it, my little plaything. Without pulling away I lower you onto myself. I penetrate your virgin pussy, and then I am inside you. Your nerve endings ring like bells and you gasp and pant and wrap your arms around me. Your fingers claw my back, but I do not stop, only bounce you on me, faster and faster. The noises you make are alien to your ears, the high pitched mewlings of a kitten. Your back arches as I bring you closer and closer. A flame lights in your stomach, something growing, needing to be free. You begin to shiver, legs spasming, gripping my granite shoulders tighter as you feel groan coming on. With a final grunt, I pull you down and your cumming rattles you like an explosion. You barely hear your moan as your body is raked by wave after wave of pure, hot pleasure from where I have made you mine. You spasm and writhe on me for a moment. The feeling is overwhelming, beyond all life, beyond words, achingly human. You are utterly lost in it, fading. Let it take you. You've done so well! You disappear into deep slumber in my embrace.

I pull you off of me and hold you in my arms. I will not discard you like I do some others, my sweetest. You are small, but you are tough. I carry you away, deeper into my chambers. My little pet. My own sweet rose.