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There was hardly time for Cassie to believe in luck in her line of work, and that left no time for her to contemplate the reality of curses.

Naturally, she didn't believe in them, but that didn't stop her from claiming to be cursed from time to time.

"They really make these places seem a lot more dangerous in the movies," she whispered to herself, sneaking her way down the dustiest floor that she'd come across in her numerous missions. "No salt and acid traps, no arrows coming out of the walls, no giant boulders that come from a hallway you can't see to crush you to death..."

She could have gone down the entire list of tropes before she made her way to the thing she was actually sent in to retrieve, but she'd never encounter any of them. Explorers determined that while the ancient Egyptian civilizations were extremely advanced for their time in a number of different ways, they didn't spend much time rigging their burial tombs with the traps that people anticipated.

Most of that was cinema magic, but knowing that there was at least one or two traps for her to navigate left Cassie on edge as she pressed an open palm to a stone wall and leaned around the corner.

"Guessing most of the traps that they set up have simply gone defunct. It's been a few thousand years..."

Knowing that she should have been as alone as she could possibly be on the planet, Cassie still kept her voice low in case someone else had been sent to retrieve the Staff of Anubis, knowing that when one infiltrator was sent on a mission, there was usually someone else interested in the very same object, regardless of their reasons to apprehend it.

Cassie didn't have any real interest in the object, and she wasn't asking her buyer what he wanted it for: she was just concerned with getting her paycheck and making it back to the states with the artifact safely in tow.

In the bowels of the pyramid, only steps away from the tomb where the artifact was said to be hidden, she still didn't feel confident declaring an easy victory for herself.

"There...there's gotta be something, right?" she asked herself, wondering if the solitude of the tomb was the real danger. "One of these floor tiles has to trigger quicksand, or maybe the floor is gonna fall out, or...or...huh. I'm already at the tomb."

She was so busy worrying about all the horrible things that could have happened to her that she didn't even notice the sand clumping up between her pawpads as she stood by the edge of an ancient sarcophagus, the resting place of a Pharaoh that she didn't really like the idea of defiling.

Money was money, however...and money was getting very tight for the desperate coyote.

"Pretty basic stuff. If I can just sneak a wedge into that little gap, the lid should pop right off, and the Staff of Anubis should be in his right hand," Cassie explained the process to herself as she tucked her large, steel flashlight into the crook of her neck and shoulder. A black sneaksuit made the rest of her body nigh invisible in the dark tomb, and her utility belt was fitted with dark gray tools, making them difficult to see until she held them up in front of her own muzzle.

She smirked as she looked at the tiny wedge, little more than a metal doorstop that she'd procured in her travels, and gripped it by the thick metal of the base. "We've had a lot of adventures together, old friend. I'll try to pretend that you mattered as much as I act like you did."

WHUNK. Aging stonework crumbled around the flat blade of the wedge as Cassie drove it into the gap of the lid, pushing out a plume of dust that obscured the only source of light she had. A single paw waved through the air to keep the debris from gathering, but no matter how much she swiped away from her eyes, more seemed to seep from the edge of the tomb, as if someone had filled the top of the burial chamber with sand.

A quick, panicked whirl around with the flashlight revealed that the structural integrity of the room was perfectly fine, but Cassie couldn't help her heart racing as she rested a paw against the lid of the sarcophagus. "Good hell...for a second I thought that was sand dropping from the roof," she took in a long, heavy breath and exhaled slowly, trying to keep her wits about her as she stood just a grasp away from claiming her prize and going home thousands of dollars richer than when she arrived.

The lid of the tomb was even heavier than she expected, even when she anticipated that it would be a hellish struggle to open on her own. Getting her wits about her once more, Cassie turned back to the task at hand and rested both palms on the edge, driving with her heels the best that she could on a stone floor, coated in granules of sand.

It barely budged, no matter how her body strained against it.

"J...Just...n-need one...p-paw in there..." she panted and grunted, leaning the full weight of her body into the lid and pushing with all the strength that she had...but sand began gathering once more, and this time, it was clear that it came from within the tomb.

It was rising over the edge of the burial chamber before falling out, like water cascading over a waterfall.

Cassie froze as she watched the impossible display of earthen material defying all laws and notions of gravity, rising over a barrier before falling to the ground around her. Her training was enough to keep her from going straight into a panic attack, but there was nothing in the books, nor the field to prepare an agent for dealing with something so completely supernatural.

She stepped back from the lid, the flashlight dropping from her shoulder...but it never hit the ground.

"Oh, hey. Thanks for the...c-c-catch?"

Cassie whipped her head to the side, her long, brown ponytail tossing through the dust in the air as a figure stood beside her, rising up from the granules of sand and growing larger with each passing moment. The darkness of the very air around them clung to the body that was forming as the lid of the sarcophagus closed on its own, leaving Cassie as the only target; the obvious guilty party that the growing creature was looking for.

"Cursesaren'trealcursesaren'trealcursesaren'treal!" she never had the chance to capture a breath before she rattled off the mantra several times, her entire body quaking and her lower lip hanging as legs and a torso became apparent in front of her. Her flashlight illuminated the change of sand into something warm, slick and goopy, like melted wax pouring over a mold to create the outline of a creature.

Try as she might to deny it, a curse was being born right in front of her, revealing the form of the one destined to punish those who disturbed the burial grounds of ancient rulers.

Tall, pointed ears formed around a growing head, with a long, sharp muzzle emerging from the black liquid as it clung to artificially inflated muscles. The body was solid despite the unusual, impossible composure of it, and it was looming over Cassie, with a first expression coming to life over eyes that were yet to open.

Narrowed brows couldn't have been more obvious, and deadly intent radiated from golden orbs as they flashed open, paralyzing Cassie on the spot.

"Do you truly believe that? If you did, you wouldn't have run away, child of the earth."

Somehow, the voice was rattling around in her head before her ears even registered the sound. A wave that transcended all the laws of reality that she'd come to understand echoed the voice over and over again, until her lower lip began to tremble with the weight of his words.

Her eyes, still panicked, were starting to fill in with the same inescapable shade of gold that radiated from his own, like molten riches pouring over her irises and filling in the whites of her fear.

"How long has it been since such a fruitful plaything has come my way? I can't begin to ponder the thousands of years that I've been waiting for this moment," the figure could speak without moving his lips, and paralyze the once unflappable Cassie with a mere thought. "You remind me so much of the jackals that once said prayers to me and offered their bounty to my shrines every year...perhaps, you could be a distant relative of theirs...certainly good enough for the purpose I require."

His voice wasn't actually coming across her ears as English, but a magical force translated the eerily soothing sound of his chants into words that she could understand, only for the sake of her ability to serve him better.

There was nothing in her training that could have prepared her for such a powerful blast of mental authority.

Survival instinct tried to kick in as the coyote resisted his influence for as long as her mind would allow. "S-sorry, but...I'm not just a plaything for you...o-or anyone!" she was having trouble even forming the words, but she was determined to say them, as the golden shade that filled her eyes began waning, even as the tall, black figure drew closer to her.

His stride was so great that running would prove useless, but Cassie didn't have any other way to escape. She turned her heel and got ready for the final sprint of her life, but she never made it past the starting line, as a long, sticky rope of dark, oozing energy shot forth and wrapped around her leg.

Her sneaksuit began disintegrating beneath the touch of the ominous appendage, leaving her in a momentary panic, until she felt it spreading around the fur of her calf; somehow, she wasn't harmed at all, even though the hearty material of her gear was dissolved within seconds.

"That was the deal that your ancestors made with me, millennia ago..." he explained, his stride coming to a halt as if he knew that he'd already achieved a victory. From the tip of a finger, another long, thin strand of the strange material burst forth and wrapped around her right arm, tearing through her suit with all the ease of a torch through cherry steel. "That you would try to dishonor that agreement is not doing you any favors, young canine. The longer you resist, the longer the term of your punishment becomes!"

"You don't have any right to punish me for anything!" Cassie barked at him. In her training, she was made to ignore those rare moments when her modesty would be taken away from her, knowing that it was always a possibility in her line of work, but as magical energy turned her favorite sneaksuit into a thin dust of particles, she couldn't help gazing down at her womanhood as it was uncovered by the last vestiges of fabric being eaten away. Her breasts were already starting to appreciate the freedom of the tight suit being dissolved, but no sooner was the tough, combat-ready leather taken away than did a third band of the new material wrap around her chest, applying a pressure to her breasts that was equal parts delightful and frustrating.

Bubbling latex sat at the edges of her womanhood as the rest of her body was slowly uncovered, as if the awoken god was contemplating how best to go about the process. "It's a very immature thought; believing that you shouldn't have to pay for the sins of your fathers. The sooner you do, the sooner you can be released," he explained. "It won't take nearly as long as you're thinking...but it must be done."

"Nononononono-

Cassie treated her own body like the wreckage of a fresh accident, wanting desperately to look away from it, but finding herself unable to pry her eyes from the sight of the enchanted latex as it spread her folds apart with expert precision. The wide, thick band split into hundreds of little tendrils, each one tickling at the sides of her vulva and creeping further in still, until something longer and thicker emerged from the crowd.

Acting the end of a double-sided toy, the artificial shaft buried itself in Cassie's opened sex, filling her insides with the same material that was starting to encompass her body. The corrupting influence of Anubis was getting stronger as he controlled her body from within, even if he hadn't taken root in her mind...

...Her body, struggling to the very last moment, finally went limp as the last patches of tan and sandy fur were covered up by further bands of latex shooting around them. No part of her flesh or fur was exposed to the magical light any longer, and her head hung down, at first in defeat, and then acceptance.

Twin beams of golden light emerged from her eyes as she gazed upright at her new master, the tight, oozing material gripping the inside of her vaginal walls and squeezing down on her nipples like the touch of an eager, desperate lover. No part of her could be allowed to be free from the corrupting influence if his plan was going to work to complete fruition, and the look in her eyes mimicked his own, a sure sign that she was ready to submit to his will, whatever it might be.

"Like the mothers and sisters of your ancestors...a true work of beauty, you are," Anubis complimented her, still dwarfing her smaller, obedient body. "Surely one that would be a welcoming vessel for thousands of years of sexual repression..."

A faint voice in the back of her mind was still crying out at Cassie to resist his wiles, but the closer he drew to her, the quieter it became, until something louder was chanting its way to the front of her thoughts.

Do whatever he says. Serve your master faithfully, and you will be eternally rewarded.

It echoed in her mind on a loop, as her body went completely still. She didn't know where the thought had come from, but no matter what else she tried to think of, that was the only thing that her mind would focus on, as her stillness reached new heights.

She wasn't even sure that she was breathing, but somehow, it seemed that she didn't need to, as the enchanted latex swirled around the front of her muzzle, the very last sign of her mortal form...

...It was encompassed, as slick, goopy trails marched down the bridge of her nose and up her nostrils, before seeping under her jowls and filling the roof of her mouth.

"Yours was a very strong spirit...the old mothers and daughters would be proud," Anubis assured her, though there was no part of her mind that could take comfort in such praise anymore. "That you were foolish enough to resist me, however, is a mistake that you'll soon come to regret."

Were she still of that resilient spirit, Cassie would have lashed out at her captor, but there was nothing left to lash with, and no thought of retaliation. She was stripped not only of her tools and weapons, but the very spirit that made her who she was.

She could do nothing without his command, and the only thought within the latex body was one of desire and willingness, completely subservient to whatever twisted ends Anubis asked of her.

"There was something very intricate about your fear, my pet," he addressed her as if he'd already come to accept her as his own property, even before his towering body lifted her up from the ground with all the effort of a student lifting a pencil from their desk. "The truest part of your ancestry was still alive, still eager and waiting for me to show you a purpose that you've long since forgotten..."

She didn't react whatsoever as she was hoisted up. Cassie was reduced to a true drone, encased in latex inside and out, without an independent thought to speak of.

"It will be my genuine pleasure to remind you of that purpose, child. You should be honored that I've chosen you."

There was a silent, obedient nod in response to his statement, and nothing more. Her breathing was so minimal that she didn't feel any pressure when Anubis squeezed tightly under her rib cage, needing only a couple digits to actually support and hold her body. Her heartbeat was so still that her new master could only feel her natural warmth as he held her up to the enchanting light of his aura and inspected her for any flaws.

As it ever was, his designs were perfect; Cassie was just the latest in a long, long line of jackals and their related kin to be drawn into his service.

"If I were to sit, I fear that I'd become too comfortable...I can't allow myself to be so lazy," he thought aloud, as if he needed the sound of his own voice to keep him company in the lonely tomb. "And yours is a body meant for taking...not so much for moving."

Fingers that were thick and powerful with ancient magic turned Cassie and pinned her to the wall, shaking dust and sand to the ground with the force of the blow; she was somehow unharmed, and her body was immediately receptive as her legs flew open and stayed spread, all at the behest of her master's control.

"We'll start like this. You're all the same, in my eyes...but somehow, you're all still unique...you all have one position that will best accommodate me."

Oozing out from the wall like blood from a wound opened a second time, thick, black wakes of latex seeped out from the small cracks and ridges that formed in the massive slabs of stone around Cassie. Strength that defied the fluid appearance of the mess kept her body hanging up against the wall, helpless to escape its clutches even if she were to somehow break the mental hold that Anubis placed on her.

Such a thought couldn't reach Cassie's mind, trapped as it was. There was only the delight of obedience as her widely spread womanhood waited there for her master to take it, keeping the same shape that it once held on her mortal form, though now coated in the very same material that made up his own cock.

Juices of plentiful arousal spilled down from her without a warmup or warning as his control forced her physical body to become overwhelmed with lust. "This is a sight that I never tire of," he said, releasing her body as the latex hardened around her limbs, keeping them stretched out. "Your body offered up to me like a sacrifice, a youthful, fruitful woman in her prime, reduced to a breeding sow...it's a fitting sacrifice to keep the demons of the underworld at bay, wouldn't you agree?"

His voice was nothing more than a taunt to Cassie's ears. She heard the voice, but didn't register the words as something else came into play.

She couldn't feel the panic that she normally would have when she saw such a massive, impressive cock drawing closer to her wide, open cunt.

"It's a shame that the old laws say it must be this way. I wish I could know your fears...your sense of terror, or perhaps excitement at such an act as this," the awoken god revealed a greater depth to his character as he approached the wall and slammed his open palm around Cassie's neck. Their glowing eyes met as he commanded her utter obedience, and her trapped, willing body held still for his advancing member as the tapered, canine tip spread her folds delicately.

Even with a narrow head, his length was such that her folds were stretched to capacity at the first touch, but somehow...Anubis just kept pushing forth, her transformed body able to accept such an impressive girth in a way that her old form never would have survived.

It really was a shame: Cassie would have been crying out with delight as her body was pushed past every limit it ever knew, taken to new heights of pleasure that she never would have dreamed of.

Instead, she was merely a cocksleeve for Anubis, the only movements of her body coming from her breasts as they bounced and heaved with the force of his building thrusts.

"I can go n-no further...truly, you were made for this, weren't you?" he praised the capacity of her new form as he ripped her from the wall and harshly pushed her down into the ground. His hold of her mind forced her to snap right up to her paws and knees as she lifted the thick, smooth plume of her latex-coated tail for him, taking the canine position that would have come most naturally to her new master. "There is only one way to reward someone who remains so faithful to my needs after such time has passed...and your body is clearly ready for it."

Arousal was soaking down from her parted folds and dripping to the floor of the tomb as Anubis knelt down behind Cassie and lifted her up from the hips, his paws squeezing at her sides and holding her tight. Massive, rippling arms hooked under her tummy and kept her locked in like the eager bitch that she was, before he drove the tip of his member home once more with excellent precision.

A brighter glow emerged from her empty, hollow eyes as their golden light filled the pathway in front of her. Even within the latex prison, her form was trembling, but there was no way to truly appreciate just how deep his cock was spearing itself inside of her body as he hammered the helpless drone into the floor.

Faithfully, she took every single punishing, brutal thrust of his massive flesh, as his precum and her own dripping arousal spread across the ground in the wake of their violent mating.

"To have known this pleasure with my original body...to have given it to your true vessel...what a thrill that would have been!" the god of death couldn't help a deep, pleasured grunt as his impressive length bottomed out inside his faithful drone, each pass of his cock wasting a wave of pleasure against her unfeeling body.

If she were able to revisit that moment in her dreams, she'd awake to stained panties and a quivering lip at the very least.

"Just a little bit longer now, my child. Hold still...v-very still...or you may not survive your trials..."

Even Anubis had his limits in a reincarnated form, the latex trap that held his spirit together beginning to weaken along with his sexual resolve. Deep, powerful throbs caused Cassie's inner walls to stretch and grow as his knot expanded, but unlike the usual, canine process of simply hiding in a sheath, it literally inflated within her, ensuring a tie with such a large, thick growth that even when the wealth of lubricants between them bordered on excessive, his shaft couldn't escape the clutches of her sex.

Thin, white trails of seed were just barely able to make their presence known, easing past an otherwise impenetrable seal as Anubis emptied entire lifetimes of his essence into the perfect slave that he'd crafted. "G-good...good girl...even in your infinite obedience, your body twitches with a delight you can't understand..."

Against the tight, clenching latex of his sack, his heavy, swollen orbs twitched and tensed, moving with each clench of his inner workings. Thick, obvious veins shimmered against the sea of darkness upon his shaft, accented only by the excess cum that spilled back from Cassie's accommodating, but utterly _abused_womanhood.

Without knowing it, she'd served a much greater purpose than the one she originally intended to fulfill, as heated mess poured into her womb, leaving her unknowing body satisfied and full in such a way that she'd never be able to experience as a mortal. It was the trade-off of a deal made long before even her ancestors roamed the earth, and surely, she wouldn't be the last one to fulfill that obligation...but the spooning grasp of a satisfied god made it clear that she'd done it better than anyone else.

"Someone with your wisdom must understand why I can't let you leave with the treasure you were after," he whispered to her, as their forms stayed passionately intertwined. "But I can give you something much greater than that to remember all of this by."

That failed mission was all a blur to Cassie, who couldn't properly explain why she'd developed such a fetish for latex play; she could only think of an inexplicable fantasy...one that had been so much more real than she'd ever realize.