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So You've Been Transmogrified: A Transformational Translation

Frankie cracked open another energy drink, her third one in as many hours. Burning the midnight oil in this way was almost definitely detrimental to her health but she was on to something and she couldn't just let it go. In front of her was an image of a papyrus scroll found preserved in an airtight container in the Mediterranean. It was of ancient Egyptian origin and she was an expert in deciphering hieroglyphics, granted she was working off of a high res picture and not the real scroll like she had wanted to. But you couldn't bring priceless historical works home to study, well not without somebody getting pissed.

She had been staring at the picture trying to determine what was written on it, the problem was that first being she didn't know all of the letter of the Egyptian alphabet, nobody did, and also the scroll while being remarkably well preserve was still handwritten, and as luck would have it bad handwriting is as universal in human history as war. Every translation she had come up with had turned to gibberish after a few letters however now she was making progress, after staring at the thing for hours she thought that she was finally making some kind of progress, she almost had a full word complete. Then she realized that it was a mistake, she had misinterpreted a line and realized all her work was for nothing, again.

"Fucking fuck, fucking handwriting bullshit!" she said in a low but angry voice so as not to wake the neighbors. She got up and walked around the room, stretching and shaking the excess energy off. That was enough for today, she looked up at the clock and saw that it was already tomorrow. She sighed and walked back towards the table. Coming at it from this side however something in her brain clicked. It was so simple, so fucking simple that nobody with a PHD would have ever thought about it, granted she only had a masters, but still even she was dumb struck by the shear obviousness of the whole thing. It was upside down. The picture above the text was in fact below it, looking at the text from this side she could clearly make out a few words. She grabbed her pen and scribbled furiously trying to string the symbols together into something coherent.

After another hour of thinking, scribbling and muted frustration she had what she thought was the translation, it looked like an incantation. The image of the scroll depicted something like a being being sucked into a portal. She looked at the words she had spelled and shrugged trying her best to read them out, she could read and write the language, but not speak it very well. She did this a few times until she uttered something that sounded about right. Satisfied she took a picture of her notes and emailed it to her boss, she would go over it with her in the morning, well later today she thought begrudgingly. Frankie laid down on her couch and dozed to tired to make the effort to reach her bed feeling the embrace of sleep just inches from her semi conscious mind.

A bright blue light filled the room, Frankie ignored it thinking it to be a cop car or some other such distraction. A portal had opened in the center of her room, and from it stepped a figure naked, covered in rich black fur and bearing the head of a jackal.

"BEHOLD MORTALS I ANUBIS have..." the figure looked around as the portal closed behind him. Frankie looked over at the T.V. first thinking it had somehow been switched on, then her eye found those of the jackal man in her living room.

"Um..." she said looking at the ripped and very naked jackal.

"You mortal, it was you that summoned me, but uh, to were exactly, this is not one of my temples, nor my country by the looks of things." it said.

"What?" Frankie asked very tired and very confused.

"You, mortal have summoned me ANUBIS, to this, place. Wherever that might be. I have been in limbo for a while, since those pagan Romans burnt..." he stopped realizing something. Frankie was all but convinced this was some kind of caffeine overdose induced fever dream. Anubis came down to Frankie grabbing both of her shoulders and looked into her eyes.

"Did Rome win, is Egypt no more?" he asked feverishly.

"Yeah, Rome ruled Egypt for a long time, till they fell, that was about uh, 2000 years ago." Frankie said looking down at the jackals manhood and blushing.

"Ah, well that is troublesome, my temples burned, my followers slain. Tell me do you mortals still believe in the gods?" he said standing back up and crossing his arms. Frankie shook her head no a confused look on her face.

"Well, I suppose I'll have to start from scratch. Since it is you that summoned me I assume your looking to curry my favor, your in luck. I am in need of a new head prestis." he said looming over Frankie who was still confused and feeling the affects of her energy drinks wearing off.

"What?" her tired mind asked.

"Worry not, I treat those who dedicate themselves to me quite well, however you will need a few adjustments, my prestises have a certain look to them. Not that you aren't worthy but, well I do need something pretty to look at." he said taking her chin and studying her face.

"What?" she said knowing that this had to be some kind of dream, and deciding that since it was she should probably have some fun with it. The doc would love to hear this, the doc had some of her own weird fantasies and would get a kick of hearing about how she had a wet dream about Anubis.

"Will you give me your mind, your body, you sole, to me. To cherish in my care as my prestis?" he asked standing over her.

"Sure." Frankie said wanting to know where her mind would take this.

"Good then stand for me, so that I may deliver my blessing onto you properly." he said offering her a hand. She took and raised herself from the couch.

"So, now what, should I get naked?" Frankie asked wanting to get to the good part.

"So eager, no need for that I shall remove those robes for you dear." he said running a finger down the front of her chest. Frankie watched as her clothes disintegrated and fell off all around her leaving her naked in the presence of the god. Frankie looked herself over and then walked up to Anubis wrapping her arms around him, feeling his warm body on hers. He stood about a foot over her even six feet of height. He reached his own hands around and rubbed the back of her head looking down at her smiling.

"So very eager, are all woman in this time so willing?" he asked smiling at her lustfully.

"Just me sexy, now are you gonna take me?" she told him rubbing her head against his fur. Anubis was taken back by the forwardness of this mortal, he was a god and she was treating him as if he were just a common man, did she not understand who he was. Still though it was different than the hundreds upon hundreds of pampered maidens that he had taken before, this one had personality, had vigor enough to treat a god like a commoner seeking a prostitute, he liked that brashness, she would be a fine start to his foothold in this new place and time.

"In time my prestis, first I have to make a few adjustments to you, I have certain tastes you see, and while you do meet all of my highest standards, there is always room for improvement." he said stroking her seeing the first of the changes begin, as coarse black fur sprouted from her back.

"Aw but I what, oh, what the...." Frankie said pushing away from Anubis feeling warmth wash over her. Her tired mind now running fully hot and heavy was clouded, and lustful. She felt a warmth spreading all around her body.

"Tell you what sexy, take a seat, and i'll give you a show." she said wrapping her arms around him again.

"A show?" he asked tilting his head to the side curious about what this mortal had in mind.

"Trust me, sit" she said pulling him around until he was in front of the couch. Anubis did so unsure of what this changing mortal was playing at. He liked it though, no pomp and circumstance like in the temples, a nice change of pace from the ceremonies of old. He sat and watch as the mortal rubbed herself, sensually. Drawing his eyes to the parts of her body the he craved, her breasts, her hips, her dripping sex. All the while he watched the changes rolled over her body. Slowly at first but as she got into the swing of the motions they sped up. The black fur over taking her skin more and more rapidly. Her rear plumping up as her thighs thickened.

Frankie felt her body changing and leaned into it, this dream was getting freaky, she had been watching all those weird videos coming out of that pharma company, maybe they were starting to get to her, no matter this was hot. She turned herself around shaking her thickening ass in the face of the jackal who's eyes bulged at seeing the dripping pussy just inches from his face. He kept his composure through out, his length hardening as he saw what he craved, but knew that he would have to wait just a little longer before her properly enjoy her. For now though she was a delight to watch as she changed. A thin tail and rigid grew from the base of her spine and wagged with the motion of her gyrating body.

As the changes spread down her body the fur grew and the muscles of her legs started to change their structure to something more canied. She didn't even lose a step when her toes started to fuse forming a canied paw with four clawed toes on both of her feet. She turned back around and he saw her breasts swell up just a bit as the fur covered them leaving only a sliver of black skin and a black nipple in the middle. She ran her hand over them as they changed, his dick throbbed he wanted to feel them so badly now, but still he restrained himself knowing that it would be all the better once she fully changed.

Her arms toned and muscle defined itself as it grew displaying her power and her feminine beauty all at once. Her face started to push outward but the fur had not yet crested her neck. Her canine lover giving her a sharp predatory grin as she danced for her god. Her hair started to lengthen down past her shoulders darkening from its already black color into a deeper darker black like her fur. Her changing hands then drew his attention as he watched the bone in them crack and reform, claws growing from their tips black fur over taking the flesh. From the neck down Frankie was now a jackal with a slight hourglass figure. She turned herself to present her fully formed ass to Anubis who was doing all he could to prevent himself from watering at the mouth at the sight of the warm and inviting jackal pussy ready and waiting for him.

"Are you ready?" she asked him. He nodded leaning back as she sat on him taking in his cock. He heard her moan slightly in pleasure at taking the length into her body. She craned her head upward as the last of the changes rolled over her. Her face finally covering itself in fur pushed out fully into a muzzle. He ears lengthened and grew upward into pointed tips and her eyes turned a deeper shade of blue. She was complete and both of them felt it, a shudder rolled across there interlocked bodies.

"How do I look?" She asked knowing his response from the look on his face.

"Heavenly my prestis, now I believe it is my turn to give you a show." He said standing and taking Frankie up with him.

"Oh" she screamed out in pleasure feeling his dick inside her shifting around. Still inside her he grabbed onto her ass cheeks and felt them firm and plump in his hands. He kissed her neck and whispered into her ear.

"Hang on." Anubis pushed her forward bringing her against the opposite wall where she braced both her hand against it feeling him as he to began go to town on her pussy. She had never been ridden with such force, but there was care behind it, the thrusts were measured and calculated not wild and careless. Each she felt was for her as much as it was for him. She craned her head upward feeling his dick pulled in and out of her wet slit. She felt his clawed hand digging into her rump gripping it with firmness as he rammed his length down into her. Everything felt so vivid, best dream ever she thought.

Anubis could feel her body react to his, his building climax was almost there as was his, he was trying to achieve an alignment, that would be best for the both of them. He felt her body below him she was at peace, in mind body and soul, not just another flower for him to take and use, no she would be his prized concubine, his head prestis, his lover in this new time. No mortal had ever treated him as such and he loved it, the waiting the build up, the release coming. Ah it felt so nice to give into the baser pleasures of the flesh. Then he felt it in himself the pit in his stomach opening and the feeling flushed outward all over his body. He gripped her just a little harder and then with one last thrust drove his already cumming dick into her.

Frankie felt the last powerful thrust finally send her over the edge, she gritted her teeth as she felt the warm seed of her lover run down the back of her leg having already filled her womb. The feeling was all at once intense and relaxing, her body tensed and then released leaving the feeling of bliss in the wake of the forceful shock that had started it.

Anubis pulled out of her with a wet plop and took a step back breathing deeply, it had been a while since he had had a fucking that good. Frankie pushed away from the wall after a few seconds of recovery and walked up to Anubis face first, still a foot shorter than him and wrapped her arms around him, he did the same. The two jackals looked into one another feeling the emotions of the moment slowly abate. Both still felt a deep lustful energy between them and it was Frankie who broke the minutes long silence.

"Round two, my bedroom?" she asked rubbing his chest and looking at him with more lust than before. Anubis smiling wickedly at his concubine chuckled his reply.

"Lead the way my dear." he spoke watching as his lover turned, he saw her ass and then looked up to the back of her head smiling and thinking about all the possibilities the night would hold.

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Frankie awoke yawning as she sat up she scratched her backside. She felt amazing, what a good night's sleep she thought, and a wild fucking dream. She felt her tail wagging as she remembered just how.... Tail? She thought turning her head to see the black extremity wagging behind her. She turned her head forward and then reached a clawed finger to the tip of her... muzzle. She then felt a chill wash over her, and looking down to her side saw Anubis, naked, and wrapped in the sheets which she saw were covered in a nights worth of bodily fluids. Looking down she saw him slowly blink his eyes and yawn before his eyes locked in on hers.

"Good morning my prestis." he said smiling. Frankie freaked and jumped out of the bed running for the door. She did not know were she would go looking like this but anywhere was better than here.

"MY prestis where are you going?" he yelled back at her confused as he got out of bed and chasing after her.

"Stay away from me jackal boy." she said bolting for the front door of her apartment.

"Why, have I done something to offend you?" he asked trying to catch up with her. Frankie opened the door and found somebody on the other side, a white visage of female beauty, and horse. It stopped her in her tracks, the horse woman was clearly made of stone ,marble maybe she thought. However there was something familiar about her. She raised her finger as if to say something but was stopped when she saw Anubis behind Frankie in the doorway.

"Oh my." the horse said and then Frankie recognized the voice.

"Doctor Hendley?" Frankie asked.

"Frankie?" she asked back.

"Ah you two know one another, please my prestis invite this lovely equine in, also please I do not know what I have done to slight you but please I'm sure I can make it up to you." Anubis said behind her. Frankie took a deep breath and sighed.

"Alright, Doc come on in, and you, go take a seat, I need a cup of coffee." Frankie said letting the doctor in and closing the door knowing now what the scroll was for, and wondering if this was reversible.